#im not going to sit here and pretend it was a better movie than it was

[whitehairedanimeboyfriend]

"But how does trans barbie make sense she was assigned female and continues to identify as a woman" simple. she was assigned barbie at birth and transitioned to be a human being. next question.

[outstretchedwingzz]

♱ timeloop yan♱

i was scrolling back through some old art and found a drawing from like four years ago of my first ever yan oc!! so now he's y'all's problem hope u love him <3

(THIS IS SO LONG FOR A PART ONE LMAO IM SO SORRY)

⟡ The one on the right is the old art of him!! My boy!!

⟡ His name at one point was Lucas, however I'm retconning that and thinking of a new one because Why Would I Choose Lucas

⟡ Some Tuesdays are just better than others, you've decided. You had a rough day, some kid had spilled fruit punch down your front, you had spent a frankly ridiculous amount of time trying to de-popcorn the aisles of the movie theater you worked at, and you kept getting pestered by some shy dude who wouldn't even buy a ticket! He just kept asking nonsense questions and then shuffling back to the arcade!

⟡ All you wanted to do when you got home was shower until you were a raisin, play video games until your brain was mashed potatoes, and then curl up in your bed.

⟡ The next morning you wake up feeling a little better, very little residual blah left from how shit your previous day was. Luckily, you had today off to reset and recharge.

⟡ That being said, you stayed up late and slept in even later, only to be woken up to the sound of your phone ringing where you had tossed it the night before. You groan and grumble as you get up, shuffling your way to your phone and picking it up.

⟡ It's your boss, because why wouldn't it be, and he's asking you why the hell you aren't there yet! Your brain takes a moment to kick back into gear before you answer that you had worked a double YESTERDAY and had today off.

⟡ All you get is an angry "Check again! And be here before I start goin' grey, yeah?" and then he just hangs up on you. You fucking hate that guy. Still, you check your schedule while grumbling and muttering some not so nice things.

⟡ The shock and dread settles in your stomach when your calendar finally loads in, and in big, bolded letters at the top it tells you that today is Tuesday, and you definitely have work today.

⟡ You register that "oh. i think im passing out." in the second before you hit the corner of your desk.

⟡ You wake up with a gasp, sitting up quick and clutching your chest, looking around wildly only to find yourself.... back in your bed. The clock on your wall tells you it's morning. You scramble quickly to your feet, rushing to grab your phone and begging it to not be slow as you open your calendar.

⟡ Tuesday.

⟡ Now, skipping past the inevitable few Tuesday long breakdown you have where you simply refuse to believe this is happening, you eventually figure out the loop resets every night when you go to sleep, or if you somehow die. That was a fun few days.

⟡ After a week or so of this, and of screaming profanities as your boss over the phone for a few of the loops, you decide to maintain some normalcy you were gonna start going to work. Sure you never gained any money, but at least it got you out of your house and sometimes you could even pretend that things were different day in and day out.

⟡ After awhile even that gets boring though, when everyone becomes recognizable, and you begin to know what movie tickets they're gonna get and their exact food order.

⟡ It's only after three days of monotony (yet you refuse to stop going to work, clinging to the last shreds of some kind of normal) that you realize that it's not all the same.

⟡ Well, one thing changes. That guy, the one who kept asking questions that first day. Sometimes he wasn't even there, and everyday he seemed to have different questions. Ranging from personal, to stuff about the work, but still different.

⟡ It's that sudden lightbulb moment that has you going off the rails just a tiny bit.

⟡ You're stuck waiting a few days for the next time he comes in, but eventually he does. He always does. He's hardly able to get a word out before you're scrambling over the counter, and grabbing him by the front of his shirt. You choke him a little on his own necklace, but that's fine.

⟡ It's not until you're in the corner of that dusty little arcade he hangs out in that you shove him up against the wall, glaring daggers into his soul.

⟡ (Ignore the way he wets his lips and just how much it looks like he's giving you heart eyes right now it's all totally in your imagination.)

⟡ "Who the fuck are you, and how the fuck are you doing this?" Are the first words out of your mouth. He looks confused for a second, going to open his mouth when you just start rambling.

⟡ About the never ending fucking Tuesday, about having to clean up the same spills everyday, about getting the same bullshit call from your boss, about selling everyone the same! Fucking! Movie ticket! It's never ending!

⟡ It's not until you stop to breathe that you realize just how hard he's shaking. Just how his chest heaves as he sobs, hands having came up to clutch at your wrist desperately.

⟡ You step back quickly, dropping his shirt and in turn dropping him. He scrambles forward on his knees, gripping the thighs of your pants with shaking hands.

⟡ "You're stuck too?"

[ihopeiexplode]

📱 “Past is Past right?” [ ← Previous | Next → ]

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Yuji would be sitting on his couch watching a movie clearly more focused on it rather than the knocks on the door..

It's been exactly 5 minutes before Yuji finally noticed..he'd get up and make his way towards the door, as he opened it he was greeted with 3 familiar figures, gojo, nanami and yuki

"hii!! Do you guys need something?"

He'd say before welcoming the 3 of them with a smile as they sat on the couch with Yuji making his way and taking a seat in the middle,

Before he knew it all eyes were on him

"Soooo yuji im pretty sure you know what's going on with y/n and Sukuna right??"

Gojo would ask with Yuki following along

"and we were wondering if you could tell us what's going on with them"

"nuh uh I'm not telling, sukuna threatened me not to tell anyone.."

"awhhh cmonn If you tell us I'll help set you up with anyone you want"

Before gojo would finish, nanami would step in

"enough you two."

Both gojo and yuki would scoff and just stayed silent,

"as gojo said Yuji, we want to know more about sukunas and y/n's relationship, if that's fine with you of course,"

"..."

"honestly..if I'm being honest I've been DYING. to tell somebody!"

The 3 of them look at each other before looking back at Yuji, paying close attention to whatever he has to say

"basically!"

"sukuna and y/n known each other since elementary I think?..but anyways! Sukuna told me he liked her ever since they started talking apparently his reasoning is because she was kind and friendly to him while everyone else was scared of him"

"and then during third year highschool I think..? Sukuna and her grew closer, he was even planning on confessing after so long, so he planned it all out, getting her favorite flowers and putting it in her locker and even made a cute little note telling her to meet him somewhere, but he never said his name anddd he probably should've.. because when he got there"

"he saw y/n and some other guy and what's next made him absolutely furious, guess what.. he saw them kissed?! And then boom he dropped the gift he got for her and left, then apparently the next day y/n told him all about it, turns out the guy she kissed pretended he got her the flowers and gave the letter when in reality it was sukuna who gave it"

"and from then on sukuna was pissed that she believed it from that point on he started avoiding y/n and she probably thought he hated her for no absolute reason, and hear this..just a few months into y/n and that guys relationship the guy cheated on her, so like apparently sukuna saw her crying he really wanted to comfort her and confess that it was him who got her the flowers and the letter, but of course sukunas stubborn, instead he just scoffed and left"

"and apparently again y/n saw him and thought he was making fun of her from that point on they couldn't stand each other!"

"anyways that's it!"

When he finished he saw how shocked they looked

"SO YOUR TELLING ME THEY COULDVE BEEN IN A HAPPY RELATIONSHIP BY NOW IF IT WEREN'T FOR SOME MISUNDERSTANDING?!"

Yuki would yell out

"uh...yes...?"

With that all three of them thanked Yuji before stepping out the house

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Y/n would sit down next to sukuna while there professor was sat from the opposite side of the table,

"I'm glad both of you made it!"

"if your wondering why I called you two here..I checked the project I assigned you both and uhm.."

"it was something for sure..but, you two got the lowest grade out of everyone, and I don't want any of my students failing so I'm giving you two a chance to do better alright?"

"you'll be assigned to a much different project and please do better.."

"if you don't mind me asking, what exactly was wrong with our work?"

"the collage you made was just a bunch of mushed up pictures..."

"this time for your project, the two of you will write daily essays of what you two feel about each other, and for this to work the two of you would need to spend time with each other constantly"

"and If you're gonna wonder why I'm making you do this, it is because the two of you keep bickering with one another..so see this project as something to help you to get along!"

"oh and one more thing, you two can't see each other's essays, both of you will only read them once it's due, and the two of you have exactly one month to do this"

After both sukuna and y/n was out of the classroom they both looked at each other

"this is all your fault."

You'd say as you turned to go face him

"yeah yeah keep yapping, but are we not gonna question what we were assigned to do?"

"oh right..can't we just I don't know fake it?? I don't wanna spend one month with you."

"I'm not that bad, your just being dramatic"

"your whole personality makes me rip my hair off I don't know how Uraume deals with you"

"I don't know how your friends deal with you either, I should ask them to blink twice if they need help, i bet you held them at gun point for them to be friends with you"

"haha very funny."

"anyways, the sooner we do it the faster, where do you wanna meet up?"

"don't know and don't really care either"

"oh alright so your fine with going with me to an Abandon place?"

"and get murdered by you? No thx."

"kidding, we could go to a cafe If you want, I'll pick you up after your classes"

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A/N: be honest guys do they act like enemies or just friends who can't stand each other☹️

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[elllisaaa]

Hihi , im not really sure if it would be ur style of writing but i had a dream abt it and i thought u could write smth along those lines(i think for this fluff would be good🥹 but if u wanna add smut is fine too hehe)

Heres the prompt:

Basically most of the days you would be hanging out w ur bff beomgyu after sch, just hanging out in each other’s presence is enough. You guys wont force a conversation if its not needed n sitting in silence gives you both a peace of mind.(thise type of fs)

But one day u told him that u were going to an event with ur girl bff , where she could see her fav artist , and you being a supportive bestie decided to go with her!

Somehow thru the night things changed and you ended up with beomgyu saying these words: “ It’s always been you y/n, my eyes are only for you”

(Not rlly sure if this is how a prompt should be(if im giving too much cos this is my first prompt) but i hope it sparks interest >_<)

hiii anonie !! this definitely so damn cute, i got a little overboard with this one but i love it so much, it's so soft omgg ! this definitely such a good idea i love it, and don't worry - the longer your thoughts are, the more i'm happy !

BFF!BEOMGYU who never stops annoying you every day, be it by sending you tons of texts or by dropping by your place when he's done with his schedule. well, you always claim that he's annoying but he knows that it isn't the truth and that you're always happy to see him.

"by the way, i will not be there for our movie night tomorrow, i'm sorry." beomgyu turned to you with a judgemental look on his face. "you're letting me down !?" you rolled your eyes as you threw one of the cushions of your sofa at him. "don't be so dramatic. i'm just going to a fanmeeting with one of my friend because she didn't want to be alone."

and even if your reasons were very valid, beomgyu couldn't help but be bothered. you always spend your free time with him, and it didn't even matter if the two of you just laid in your bed in silence, watching a serie while playing stupid games on your phones. it didn't matter because what he seeked was your presence, feeling you by his side. he loved to know that he could lay his head on your lap anytime and that you would drop your phone to thread your fingers through his hair until he fell asleep.

but sometimes, just sometimes, he wished he could be even closer to you. the type of closeness that would allow him to feel jealous about you going to a fanmeeting of another idol. the type of closeness that would allow him to kiss you, and love you like you deserved to be loved.

a pout was visible on his face, but what was even more striking was the slighlty hurt look in his eyes. and even if your best friend was always a little drama queen whenever you cancelled plans with him or hung out with somebody else, you never took him too seriously, knowing that he just liked to yap. but today, it seemed different.

beomgyu didn't want to separate from your warm body, but he still sat up, already missing the feeling of your hands in his hair, but his heart was hurting too much to keep pretending this time. it was nothing, he was aware, and he didn't have any right being jealous or feeling like he was. but he did, and he wished you would feel the same even if it was impossible because he was him and you were yourself, and there was simply no way that you would love him like that.

"why are you taking it like that gyu ? i know it's a little late to let you know, i should've told you before but it's no big deal, yeah ? i'm free this weekend if you wanna come by after practice, i'll even cook for you if you want."

beomgyu could feel a knot forming in his throat the more you talked, realizing how wrong he was for making you feel guilty about something you weren't responsible for. but the question he was dying to ask still got out of his mouth, the words coming out almost against his will : "do you like him more than me ? do you think that he sings better ? is that why you're letting me down ?"

his shaking voice made your heart clench, and you paused the movie that was now serving as a background noise, focusing entirely on your best friend and the way he was fidgeting, not daring to look you in the eyes but he seemed more than anxious, more than sad.

"where is that coming from gyu ? i've never said that. or did i make you feel this way ?" but beomgyu shook his head no. "you didn't. it's just…" he stopped for a moment, seemingly thinking about something before he curled up on himself on your couch, gaze fixed on the frozen tv screen. "forget it, i'm just being selfish."

the entire mood had changed, but you couldn't care less - you were only very worried about your best friend. "you know you can be selfish sometimes, i don't mind. tell me what's going on, please ?" and beomgyu finally looked at you in the eyes, biting his lips as if he was still unsure about what he was going to say : "i'm making a big deal out of this because i want to be the only one you're fangirling over, okay ? i want to be the only one you find handsome, and the only one you gush to your friends about. i wanna be the only one for you because for me it has always been you y/n, my eyes are only on you."

you looked at him dumbfounded, as you clearly didn't expect a confession, especially from your best friend. but quickly, a little smile spread on your lips as you reached for beomgyu's hand. he let you do that, and he let you pull him closer to you too, your face only inches away from the other.

"you've always been the only one for me too gyu, i simply didn't think that you would feel the same because you're always surrounded by the most beautiful girls of the country, so why would you choose me ?" - "because i'm in love with you, so in love with you it hurts sometimes." your smile was matching his, and you could see his brown eyes sparkling with joy again. "i'm in love with you too, have been for so long." - "does that mean i can kiss you now ?" you chuckled but still nodded : "yes, you can."

so beomgyu kissed you, and the way his heart exploded in his ribcage was only another proof of how down bad for you he was. and he didn't want this feeling to ever stop if that meant he could wake up by your side every morning.

[shalomniscient]

hellooo sev! was thinking of a scenario based on one of deren's supervision events where she's just casually chilling on the lawn while staring at the clouds. the thought that both of them are beside each other talking abt cloud shapes and imagining stories from it is so so cute + a nice start for a fluff fanfic :>

one deren fluff coming right up 🫡🫡🫡 first time i'm writing something other than p0rn for deren so wish me luck LMAO

cloudgazer || deren x reader

cw. none !

notes. i would NOT be able to do this with deren im being so fr because ya girl is HORRENDOUS at improvising...... as you will all read later shdksjdhkldfklh nobody look at me ok i can pretend the lion king (1994) doesnt exist in discity ok LEAVE ME ALONE

"What are you doing?"

Deren turns her to look at you, a lazy grin on her face. She's lying on her back against the grass in the MBCC garden, staring up at the simulated sky. The artificial sunlight paints her in pretty shades of gold and yellow, and she looks like she walked right out of one of her own movies.

"Hey, you," she replies with a wink. "Wanna join me for some cloud watching?"

You tilt your head. "Cloud watching?"

"Yep," Deren nods. "It's a great way to relax, just sitting back and looking at the sky."

"Sounds like a way for you to slack off," you say, lighthearted suspicion coating your tone, and Deren laughs, raising her hands in mock surrender.

"Hey, c'mon. A girl deserves a break once in a while, right?"

You snort, but go to sit down next to her nonetheless, bracing your arms on your knees. "After she does her work, maybe."

"Let me live," Deren says with a faux whine, and you both chuckle. You turn your head skywards, looking as the clouds drift by lazily. It's just a simulation, but it was a mirror of the sky outside, so if you suspend your disbelief for long enough, you could believe it was real.

"So... what am I looking for, exactly?" you ask her, squinting at the clouds. They all look like formless blobs to you, but that might just be your inexperience talking. You turn to Deren, the local cloud, expert and she gives you an amused smile.

"You're not looking for anything. You just have to see what's there and let your imagination do the rest," she shrugs. She looks back to the sky, and after a brief moment, points to a cloud on the left. "See that cloud over there?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't you think it looks a little like a lion?"

You furrow your brows, and, yeah, you can kind of see it. "I guess... no, wait, now it looks like a... pig? And a, uh... rat?"

Deren hums, watching as the clouds continue to drift. "What about now?"

"It's a lion again," you answer. "But bigger."

Deren nods sagely, grinning now that you're invested in her little game. "Good, good. Now come up with a story for them."

"Wait, what?" you blink at her, confused. A story? How are you supposed to come up with one that quickly? "Uh, well..."

The silence drags on as you struggle to come up with a story. This creative stuff really isn't your forte. You were made to do paperwork (tragically) and resolve DisCity's monthly crises, not use your imagination. As if sensing your struggle, Deren decides to cut you some slack and help you out.

"Here, I'll go first," she offers. "A lion is cast out from his family after an incident, and he meets a pig and a rat. They help him find himself again, then he goes home and rejoins his family."

"Huh," you say, impressed. "That's nice. And you just came up with that?"

Deren's smile turns smug, like a cat that got the cream. "Yeah, but I've had practice. C'mon, let's keep going until you figure something out on your own."

Despite your better judgement telling you to get back to work, you decide to lie down beside Deren anyway. The two of you go back and forth with short, cloud-based stories that go in all sorts of directions, from a comedy about two robots to a dark, unsettling romance between a snake, a swan and a cat. It's a nice change of pace from your work, and at some point, as Deren narrates another story—something about a lamb and a priest—you find your eyes slipping shut. Her voice is soothing, and you're more tired than you realize.

Deren only notices you're fast asleep once she's finished her story, and you haven't responded. She blinks in surprise, then chuckles at the sight of you. Her hand reaches out to brush some stray strands of hair away from your face, and she sits up to shrug off her jacket and lay it across your sleeping form. As she watches the slow rise and fall of your chest, the clouds are all but forgotten in her mind.

"Sleep well, Chief."

[dragon-fuccer]

Hi!!! If u're reading this u're probably the author of this absolutely amazing fic ✨

And if u're not, go read it;!! It's so good u won't regret it<33

First some fanart jumpscare !!! (I hope u're ok w it bc I haven't asked for permission 😭)

It's just how I imagine Jack to look with a few smaller headcannons based on the fic, and there will be more fic related doodles soon, so prepare for that >;D (ofc as long as u're ok with it!!)

Second, the thing I lured ya here with, aka mine n my bfs ocs, art and description for ya to use in the fic if u want to ^^

TYSM for this offer, both me and my bf feel hella honored and it actually gave us a ton of motivation to actually expand on these two!

Tws : body horror, brief description of violence n death, mentioned suicide and brief description of murder

Smokey belongs to my bf and Something is mine !

Normal text is all written by me and green text was written by him ^^

Art and design by my dearly beloved:

Smokey

Real name : Victor Wilson

Age : around 26 yo

possible victor lore

used to be victor by marble hornets standards known as smokey

a dropout uni student with raging nicotine addiction (smokey did not retain any uni info but vic used to be psych student (projecting much lol))

prolly watched marble hornets with friends for fun and against better judgement decided to give a visit to rosswood park thinking its a film project in the beginning

turns out its not and they spotted the lanky guy

smokey the horror movie enthusiast wants out at that point before shize goes down but its late and they r deep in the forest so comes to conclusion they r all p much dead at this point

peeps want to go hunt for the lanky man cus cool and internet views

my guy is like f that yall r following basic horror lore of everyone dies im not playin like that and straight up says hes not going and hed rather go and sleep in the burned down psych ward

he gets called a wimp but decides if hes gonna die hes not dying an idiot and decides to vidtape everything on his mid tier phone camera

not sure what happens to the rest but they do their meet cute w slendy and prolly with time like half of em ends up in the arko e way or another

smokey manages most of the night fine but like luck would have it still end up meeting the guy

does not go well

wakes up in the burned down hospital not remembering the last unknown time and broken phone beyond repair

decides oho this is bad lets go back to uni and never talk abt it

meets with most friends back at uni but like 2 of em r missing and they just pretend nothing happened, friend group dissolves

after that he starts slowly having memory gaps, waking up in other places

all comes to head when it turns out he missed 5 months of uni after he wakes up back in rosswood really far from home and skinnier than ever and suddenly no more uni student

after that victor surfaces less and less till hes just kinda gone at that point

Smokey first shows up the night victor goes with friends to rosewood

in the beginning surfaces confused unsure who they are and what is their purpose

with time smokey goes through both phone and computer of vics

binges whole marble hornets in one sitting and decides he has a personal vendetta against the operator

since then they work on somehow stoping it (and terribly fails given the lack of information) leading to continuous trips back to rosewood and sleepovers in the rubble of the ex psych ward

figuring out the nicotine addiction takes a bit of time and leads to pretty nasty withdrawal symptoms as well as a very wrecked dorm room (he does find the cigarettes tho and is smart enough to connect the dots (smart cookie, here have a star sticker))

smokey learns asl and isolates themself a lot in the months of operator research

he still maintains two personas to some extends which is one the masked smokey who uses mostly asl and rarely speaks (to some extent also a tactic against being caught by police) and times when he goes without mask on library searches and grocery shoppings

smokey starts a yt channel dedicated to catching the operator and ending it which attracts at best some people commenting on obvious marble hornets ripoff and few cents into his wallet

with passing time they do start finding victims in order to keep themselves alive n appease the the big slinky leading to series of alleged suicides then turned to series of murders

he starts off with two of his ex friends who go back to rosewood and start showing symptoms he learned from mh

When they commit murder they hide in the trunk of the car and basically hotbox the whole thing due to smoking making the victim whoozy and confused, moving on they connect a pipe (like garden hose or whatevs) to the exhaustion pipe and suffocate their victims with the car smoke

the thing that tips off the police is the nicotine in the system of every victim and an account of almost to be one that got stalked by smokey who upon being discovered (also while smoking and which earned him the name) decided to bolt

since then he continues on just about the same, aka researching the operator, finding new victims and surviving untill they meet Something

His hoodie is dark green, the mask is greyish from the grime n dirt, the big cross on it is black so are his pants and hair

Something

Real name : Rae Dyer

Age : 23 before transformation, currently unknown

Something used to be a cryptid fan. They worked at a radio station and had a small night show where they played old rock and often rambled about the latest creature they heard about. While out, looking for a new creature to maybe see, they stumbled upon the Slenderman and became obsessed to document it somehow, quickly spiraling out of control and slowly, bit by bit became a creature themselves.

Something doesn't remember much from it's past life. It used to just wander, guided by the static in it's head towards it's victims, always terrified itself but not knowing why. After Smokey found it, they started wandering together. At first they had serious communication issues - Something only able to speak in tap code and Smokey mainly using ASL - but with time they learned to speak with each other, and now they can understand the other almost without words.

Something doesn't really eat, it survives on fear and between itself and Smokey, it always has more than enough of it. It does steal food for Smokey tho, cigarettes as well, usually leaving them in whatever ruined building he decided to stay in for the night. Something got also addicted to nicotine by just being around Smokey so much, leading to separation anxiety fueled by withdrawal when they're apart.

Something cannot speak, and can only communicate using tap code. When it's particularly worried or scared it does emit a small noise, that sounds like a particularly breathy whine, and more commonly when it tries to speak, quiet spider like ticking can be heard coming from it's mouths.

It usually walks hunched over, used to having to duck under branches, entryways, etc bc of it's height.

Something has pale skin reminiscent of porcelain, and is usually wearing a v neck sweater with a white undershirt and jeans or other pants. It's hair is very thin and scarce, floating around it's head down to it's lower back

Also a tiny doodle bonus of how I imagine these two showing up on Jacks doorstep xjbxbcbcb

We think the most probable case of them showing up would be Smokey getting bonked on a mission (probably by a car or a would be victim) and Something bringing them over to Jacks cabin to get pached up, tho feel free to do something else ya might think fits =w=

Again, thank you so much for the offer, we're both so honored to have the opportunity to show these two off and maybe if you're so inclined getting them a chapter in ur amazing fic<3

If u have any questions you need answered Abt the two don't hesitate to ask them as well! ^^

-Kai n Bean

[planetknoxville]

You’re not my dad (Johnny Knoxville x Reader ft Bam)

Under 18 do not interact 

Notes: I've read every bit of Knoxville fanfiction there is so im going to have to write my own. I need this man out of my head, it's becoming a problem. The time its set is kinda around movie 2 or 3 or 4 idk who cares. It's not quite fluff, not quite smut, just a kinda fatherly Johnny because I'm a sick sick individual. I made up a character called jess she a dickhouse chick i guess just made her up cause i hate the Y/N thing lol

Warning: Blood, drinking, swearing, reckless mentally ill behavior, daddy kink if you squint,  etc

Please drink responsibly 

words 2400ish

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“Come on dipshit”

 I looked up to find Bam standing in front of me with a cooler in one hand and both of your skateboards in the other. I knew that cooler wasn't his and would have bet this month’s salary on it containing beers he'd stolen from catering that were meant for after filming had wrapped for today.

“A bit presumptuous that I’d want to hang out with you Brandon”, You said peering over the top of the trash magazine you’d been pretending to read. The day was going very slowly, as only a few people were actually on set and the ones that were here were absorbed in work you wanted absolutely nothing to do with. So, there you were lounging in a camp chair waiting for some dumb stunt that you knew was not happening today.

“Come onnnnn..” he whined, kicking you squarely in the shin.

“You’re a menace to society” you said through gritted teeth. Sighing in resignation you rose from your chair and immediately shoving him as hard as you could. He barely stumbled and looked back at me with disbelief, “ Is that all you’ve got Jess?”

We slipped behind the sea of large blue tents that shielded the expensive camera equipment and crew from the sun. We’d been filming in the paramount lot for two weeks now, there were several air conditioned warehouses but no, the holy trio of Jeff, Spike and Johnny had decided that outside in the boiling Los Angeles heat was far better. You began to think they were really pranking you with melanoma.

Filming was usually fun but there was a lot of waiting around. Get ready and wait, they always say. Bam and I were a lot alike, both liked skating and found it especially hard to do nothing or sit still so naturally, we became fast friends. In the first couple of days of mucking around we had found a few unused (hopefully) planks of wood, a large flat sheet of plywood, some milk crates and other assorted junk which we squirreled away and started building our very own skate park. It was precarious and constantly breaking but that was half the fun. It was tucked away in the corner of the giant concrete lot, our own private death trap. Just few bushes, a metal park bench with a plaque of remembrance for some executive that probably should be forgotten and the two dickheads dumb enough to fuck around and find out.

You both started throwing beers back like it was your job. If we couldn’t do our actual jobs then we had to put our talents to good use. Technically, it was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, birds were chirping away, and sweat was dripping down your face right into your eyes.

“Fucking hell”, you moaned, using your sleeve to mop your brow blinking rapidly as the salt made your vison blurry. “Take off your jacket, Numbnuts,” Bam shouted.

“It's part of the outfit dummy” you did a little turn.

“You look homeless Jess.”

 Unfortunately, it was kind of true. the black and white flannel you were wearing had more holes than you could count, the white crop was dangerously thin close to showing your nipple piercings and you'd patched up the knee of your jeans only last night. You'd done it drunk and after sticking yourself a few too many times declared it done and perfect. But you were afraid if you looked at it too close it would fall apart. The icing on the cake was the white bandana you had been wearing as a shitty ineffective mask to get past the covid police that was still tied around your neck. A plague neckerchief if you will.

"Fine" you slipped it off your shoulders. Bundling it up into a ball, you took aim throwing it at the metal bench but missed, landing it directly in the middle of a bush. “Good one” Bam sneered. You rolled your eyes behind your sunglasses, aware that he probably couldn't even see it, so you flipped him off to drive the point home.  

You heard the general chatter from inside the tent grow louder and the both of you froze, looking at each other in mild panic. It wasn’t necessarily a secret what you’d been doing, people generally knew where to find us but you weren’t super keen on having soul sucking executives know about the giant liability that the two of you had created (outside of the carefully planned stunts).

 “Shit” we both scrambled to throw our discarded beer bottles behind our friend The Bush.

Two men started walking around the tarps and into our janky club house. As they got closer, you both audibly relaxed. It was Spike and Johnny. “Calm down guys we’re not here to break up the party” Spike still looked annoyed “it’s not like we can go ahead anyway today”

Johnny touched him on the shoulder and said “bring the camera back here, one of these idiots is bound to eat shit" he looked over his stupid aviators at me, winking. “I’ll bet $100 it will be you Doll”.

My cheeks started to grow hot and not from the beer. How did he always know what to say, it took all your self-control not to turn and stare. Like most women alive you found him irresistible, but you were dealing with it by pretending he didn’t exist. The men continue to stand in the cool shade, chatting but also watching. You hated that. Please fuck off Knoxville let me look like shit in peace, you thought bitterly

We began skating again, trying to stick the landing of a ramp we'd built only the day before. You’d even “borrowed” the props department's power drill because Bam was moaning about going the extra mile. You took your run up and predictably the ramp bowed in middle causing you to bail half way through stumbling and tripping over your board. You could feel the four beers you’d sculled sloshing around in your stomach, cheering you on internally.  

Spike started to clap slowly, jeering sarcastic encouragement “You've almost got it”

 “It's looking like a really good doll” Johnny, not even trying to keep a straight face.

“This is not conducive to my success fossils” You got back on your board rolling over to the cooler. Johnny put a hand over his heart feigning emotional distress.

Cracking another beer, you saw Johnny raise an eyebrow. You'd think for a man with his history, he’d be a little cooler. “You want one Irving? You need to loosen up”.

Turning away from the death glare and back to Bam who was lining up for his turn.

 “That shit is wobblier than your ass,” you whined.

Bam laughed “You're leaning into it way too much”.

“Then you fucking do it” you shoved him as you passed continuing to circle the ramp draining your beer and throwing it into the bush. It missed hitting the side of the bench breaking into a million pieces.

“Jess!!!” a chorus rang out and I raised my hands in an admission of guilt. “Don't worry baby I'll clean it up”. Snatching up and popping the top off another beer, you made a show of putting it safely on the ground out of the way. You could feel Johnny's eyes burning right through as you and Bam began to giggle uncontrollably.

“You've got this right? I’m going home” Spike clapped Johnny on the back. “I will see you both tomorrow whether or not you’re hungover” he pointed his fingers at us. Simultaneously we both sprang to attention “Sir, yes Sir” arms raised in a salute. He walked away mumbling and rolling his eyes.

“Thank god”, you cheekily beamed, “because I'm drunk as fuck”. Bam grinned back “let's hang here for a while, I've got something special”. From his pocket he pulled a silver flask. Gleefully you grabbed it, downing a huge mouthful.

“Woahhhh” Johnny shouted “You need to take it fucking easy”.

“Alright precious” You handed the flask back reluctantly.

“Did you know I used to be a gymnast?” you shouted back, “Could put my legs behind my head”. Johnny's mouth fell open in what you didn’t know was shock or disapproval. Bam barked a laugh, half of his sip coming out his mouth, the other out his nose. You patted him on the back patronizingly as he doubled over coughing still laughing.

“I can still do some of the tricks”. You launched yourself forward in a cartwheel. “I used to be able to do this thing, we called it the Hawk Tony”.

 “Why?” Bam wheezed.

“Cause you skate upside down.”

 Lining up with the skateboard, you took a deep breath and let the liquor flood your body with electricity. You planted my hands directly in the middle of the grip, balancing carefully and flicking your legs up vertically. A pretty decent handstand you thought for a bitch ten years out of practice. You hear Johnny let out a low whistle “Why didn't I think of that”.

“Well well look at you go” Bam said “Can you move?” As if a handstand on a skateboard was not enough? “You bet” I balanced on one hand, using the other to push off the concrete. Balancing was a lot harder than you remember and you needed to push off several times, but you did a circle around the park, stood up with only the slightest wobble, then raised your hands in a proper dismount and bowed to the now clapping Bam and Johnny.

“Jess!!! Look at yourself” Bam shouted. Thinking my shoelace had come undone I glanced down only to see scarlet droplets raining down on the concrete. I pressed my fingers to my face as if to check for a nosebleed when I saw my hand.

A bloody gash with a shard of broken glass. Beer bottle glass. "If it isn’t the consequences of my own actions”. Johnny started walking over, Bam stood motionless with an unopened bottle in his hand.

“Seriously guys don't even worry it's not that bad” you looked over at Johnny and smiling like an idiot you took two bloody fingers and wiped it over your cheek like some kind of grotesque Eye Black that footballers wore.  You pulled the glass from your palm, undoing the bandana from around your neck and tying it around your hand, tightening it with your teeth.

Johnny reached his hands out for you, “Come here kid, let me look at it”. Very quickly and impulsively you chucked down your board and rode out of his grasp. “Are you shitting me, Jess? Come back here”.

“I'm fine, Mr Knoxville. It's just a scratch.” You teased. The alcohol had made you feel nothing but a warm confidence. Bam had unfrozen coming over to stand next to Johnny like two disapproving parents. “Seriously, dude. You're bleeding kinda a lot.” he said nervously.

“Oh no, someone is bleeding on the set of Jackass. What a tragedy. How will I ever survive??” You waved your hands around in the air dramatically, unaware of the blood slowly but surely dripping down your fingers. You continued skating around, deaf to their pleas to stop and come to the medical tent. You snagged another beer, this time using your teeth to open the bottle.

“You guys are being ridiculous, okay I’m fine” You downed most of the beer as a trophy for your misguided victory lap. Johnny turned to bam, whispered something to him. “What are you girls gossiping about?” You queried.

Bam nodded, got on his board and started skating around. Thinking he'd finally relaxed, you rode alongside him grinning. He was just a board length ahead of you when he sharply cut in front of you, and you had to abruptly stop, staggering sidewards. “Bam you fucking stupid cun...” Your stream of profanity cut off by legendary stuntman and actor Johnny Knoxville HOISTING you over one shoulder and hauling your bloody drunken ass towards the medic tent.

“Fucking put me down” you squeal wiggling desperately. This was the most mortifying thing you could have ever imagined, you’d rather drown in horse cum. You couldn't help noticing how effortlessly he carried you, like a ragdoll, he'd picked you up like you weighed nothing.

“Darlin, you should have come on your own when I gave you the chance”.

“Please put me down, I'll walk”. You whined now seeing the blood-soaked bandana, your head swimming from both the beer and being upside down. You could see the trail of red you’d left, staining the footpath and his white shirt where you were grasping at. He continued on his way ignoring your cries, leaving a bemused Bam to pour beer on the ground to wash away the literal crime scene you caused.

“Asshole You're not my dad”.

“Well, someone's gotta be, doll”, he drawled. God that accent, it pulsed straight to your core. You'd fantasized about him manhandling you sure but not like this. “PUT ME DOWN” you all but screamed at him. You pulled hard on his belt, hard enough to rip the stitches on his belt loops, leaving bloody smears on the white letters that spelled KNOXVILLE. You heard him hiss and then he slapped you hard, half on the butt, half on the top of your thighs. You were genuinely speechless. Humiliated and in increasingly more pain, tears filled your eyes and you finally stopped struggling.

“If I'd known spanking you would have gotten you to behave, I would have done it weeks ago” He chuckled, bending his knees slightly to enter the tent. He put you down on your feet with a shit eating grin plastered all over his smug, stupid, beautiful face. You stared at him blankly as his features blurred with the bright light they had illuminating the tent, your own head swimming and you could hear ringing. His strong muscular arms snaked out, grasping your shoulders as you swayed slightly forward, slumping your head against his chest.  “Baby it’s okay, Take it easy”. He held you gently and whispered the comforting words against the top of your hair as the confused but attentive medic pulled forward a stretch for him to lay you on. You moaned at the loss of contact, cringing internally that you’d made a sound like that out loud, but he held this small smile on his lips. He grabbed your other hand and murmured into the back of it “It’s okay,  I’ve got you”. As your head began clear, you started to sober up and the medic cleaned and dressed your wound, you looked over to see Johnny staring intently at you with a egotistical smirk plastered on his awful handsome face.

“What?” You groaned desperately trying to cover your face with your arm, but he held your fingers in a firm embrace. Forcing you to keep looking at him. How were you ever going to live this down.

“I guess you owe me that hundred bucks baby girl”.

[kai-anderson-whore]

Sister's boyfriend (final part) (Tate Langdon x fem harmon reader)

Summary: your hooking up with your sisters boyfriend, tates made to make a decision on who he wants to be with

Chapter warnings: hooking up with sisters boyfriend, caught cheating, mentions of being in a mental institution and giving birth

A/n: let's pretend tate didn't did what he did to viv

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It's been a few more months since you and tate hooked up, that's all you both had been doing now hooking up, but the truth had came out.

You didn't mean for it to happen, you thought she was out the house, little did you know she was dead and stuck here same as you now, how you had gotten caught was mid act.

Tate on top of you both moaning and panting, "what the fuck y/n" your sister shouted making tate jump off you and you covering your body up with the covers.

"Violet" you gasped in shock, fear and disappointment in yourself, "Don't fucking say it's not what it looks like" she said tears threatening to spill out her eyes.

Tate hung his head in shame being caught fucking his girlfriends sister, what could you both say to make the situation better, nothing.

"Violet listen please im sorry" you said above whisper, Violet shook her head in anger "no y/n your my big sister and you do this to me the one person who I look up to the only one who understands you" she sobbed.

"How long has this been going on for?" She asked wiping her tears, "a few months" tate said not daring to look in his girlfriends eyes.

"We never meant for it to be like this" you said your eyes watering, still on the bed covered up, "I hate you y/n I hate you both your selfish bitch" your sister yelled storming off.

"Shit, shit, shit" you groaned hitting your fist off the pillow, "Hey, hey calm down y/n we'll fix this" tate said stopping your fistfron hitting the pillow again, "no tate it's not my sister caught me getting fucked by her boyfriend" you snapped.

"I'm sorry y/n I'm so sorry" tate spoke wrapping an arm around you, but you got out of bed throwing clothes on to try and talk to violet.

But nothing worked, nothing did violet shunned you, another added to the list of why you ages went by, violet forgave tate but not you, you didn't understand why she forgave him but not you, but it made you angry.

It was the night your mother was released from the psych ward you nor violet could have went with your dad, leaving him mad and upset.

You sat in your room loud sound of mazzy star playing on your stereo, you didn't notice tate coming into the room, sitting on your bed, that's when you noticed him.

Turning your stereo down a little with annoyed eyes, "what do you want tate" you huffed running a hand through your messy hair, "I wanted to see you I miss you" tate said his eyes puffy and red.

"Why your back with violet, tate what could you want to see me for" you chuckled coldly fixing your cds back in place, "because y/n I don't know I'm stuck between you both I am" he sighed on the cusp of tears.

"Well you can stay with violet because I ain't some side piece anymore" you said now looking at him, "no don't, don't say that y/n" tate pleaded getting off the bed to sit by your side.

"No tate if you don't want to hear that then make a decision me or her because it's out of mine and violets hands now" you said hearing the front door open your dad banging violets door.

Everything after that was a blur next thing you knew, your mom was giving birth to your siblings, you were on edge scared of what will happen.

"Y/n please I need to talk to you" tate said pulling you away from your thoughts stood in the hallway, "what tate what I need to be there for them" you said.

"I choose you I want to be with you" he whispered against your lips pressing his lips on yours, you melted into his touch your hand pressed against his cold cheek, you felt like it was in the movies the sparks and fireworks going off.

"We need to tell violet" you whispered now not caring if you'll get more shunned than you already were, "okay" tate smiled against your plump lips.

Now making your way to your sisters bedroom, she was sitting on the bed glum as usual "what do you want y/n" violet snarled making you roll your eyes.

"Violet tate made his mind up" you sighed, letting tate do the rest "look violet I love y/n I'm sorry but I love her" he said wrapping an arm around your waist.

"I know I'm not bothered in fact you two deserve each other" violet's eyes enraged as you both walked out the room, you knew then to stay away from your sister until she forgives you if she ever will.

But you have tate by your side that was all that matters to you.

[iwasbored777]

so ur trolls posts got me to watch trolls world tour again. i remembered liking it but i couldnt remember why, but now i know for sure

I FCUKING LOVE TROLLS WORLD TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!

ALL THE INCREDIBLE WRITERS WERE SECRETLY ON TROLLS 2 !!!!!!’n

I CANT TBINK OF A SINGLE FLAW IN TROLLS WOULD TOUR!!!!!!!

i was NOT expecting a brilliantly written masterpiece about colonialism, but thats what i got, and its going in the greatest of all time hall of fame in my brain forever.

im not gonna sit here and regale you on the message of the movie. they only said fax, no printer, and its an important message to send kids. alot of the messages kids get about races and borders is “we are all the same 😚” but they came in with the “we are NOT the same and that is both good and bad, both exciting and dangerous so you need to be aware of dangerous ideas of “harmony”” and thats so real. kids need to understand differences are OK.

i love how they backed off the “chosen one” vibe poppy had in the first movie and talked about her flaws as a leader. while her stubborness was a good thing in the first movie to contrast branches pessimistic nature, it wouldnt have worked here, and i can see a cheap writer (like m*chael w*ldron) either insisting she gets away with her selfishness and carrying on with the happy ending anyway, or pretending that wasnt a character trait at all (because w*ldron doesnt watch the first movie and writes a sequel anyway)

my favorite scene is the bubble scene and the woods right after they leave funk where branch confronts poppy. do i even need to tell you why?

i just want to mention it because im pretty sure branch sings a cover of “girl crush” by little big town, which is a country band, and branch said he likes country music earlier and that slays. but when poppy comes in, what they sing is definitley not girl crush, and i cant tell if its giving “trolls can mix music” or im completley wrong and its a different song alltogether. but i cant tell if that song is homophobic or is super gay, so if im wrong thats prob for the best.

the only flaw i can think of is the country music, as a midwestern i can confidently say that was an affront to real blue grass country music. i guess born to die “works” but it didnt represent country as well as the other genres did. theres alot of controversy in the country music fandom with alot of singers who sound exactly the same and produced like its a factory line. but even if people still think miranda lambert and carrie underwood arent true country singers, their songs wouldve worked better than born to die. also the country trolls shouldve been on a self sufficient farm instead of the wild west. that wild western jazzy piano and country music isnt the same.

the only bad part about the movie is that it ended and barb ATE. SHE LEFT NO CRUMBS WITH THAT INTRO. send ask.

Lol I love your review. I love Trolls World Tour a lot too and all their other movies. Great stuff.

And yeah I love Poppy and how she can accomplish A LOT but she doesn't make it on her own, she needs character development and help from others just like everyone else. Characters are surprisingly realistic.

Barb really was goat, the best antagonist in the franchise. I love parallels between her and Poppy, how both had different intentions (Poppy wanted to help and Barb wanted to conquer) but Poppy's method was also wrong and both Poppy and Barb and everyone had to make compromises for all tribes to live in harmony because no one has to change their lifestyle for that to happen, all they have to do is accept that they're different and that's perfect. Just be yourself and let others be themselves.

That song in the end (Just Sing) slaps hard (and so does Can't Stop The Feeling btw).

P.S. Tiny Diamond fucking slays 🔥🔥🔥

[dr-drckken]

Day 30: Character Wishlist

1/2. Mike and Sully: I have made this call every year and I don't give a shit I WILL MAKE IT AGAIN! I will make it until someone takes me up on it! Or until two people come together to finally bring THEM together. I am literally staring at the cake toppers of these two fuckers from my nephew's recent birthday. They'd be fun!!! The demon lore is FUN!! There's so much that could be done with the two of them, and they're just sitting there in the vault of untapped potential.

3. Jackson Storm: I can't believe he still hasn't been taken up....the disrespect....to me....personally... look, I know he's an antagonist and I know he doesn't seem to have any good traits within the movie but that was the movie and yOU all are brilliant, talented, creative individuals who could turn him into a dynamic and well rounded character!!! I KNOW IT!!

4. Chick Hicks: Now y'all got me going on a car rampage here!!! But someone sure as shit better get Chick Hicks before I do. Emma already has to deal with me enough as it is, I cannOT get him!!!! I can't!!! And I am being tested by the gods every time another group of Cobra Kai episodes drop because the desire to get a long term rival who will then bring his evil ways of the magick grand prix to swynlake to piss off said long term rival.....you guys gotta take it away from me !!

5. Mater: I can't not mention him if I'm going on my Cars Propaganda rampage. HE IS PRIME REAL ESTATE FOR THIS ROLE PLAY PEOPLE! Small town country man??? like are you joshin me? he could literally be every one of our transplant girl's hallmark dream man. he needs to be here to humble bitches. i'm TIRED of not having him around.

as you can see this is the part of the task where i am going to bully you all into getting the characters i want around 🔫🔫

6. Peter Pan: look, he's basically the only character from the franchise who hasn't been here and while that is soooooooo fucking funny, seeing as he is the TITULAR role, it's getting a bit silly at this point. right? oh good you agree! so yes, where is he? i think with all the fairy politics going on that he would fit right in that bag, but there's also the fae or just an immortal dude or whatever you could possibly imagine!! i am sat and waiting for him so...chop chop.

7. Merpeople: we have lost many good soldiers this year and think we need to repopulate!! i still love the mermaid lore and would love nothing more than to get another but i am full up, you see. so alas. but YOU, you can!!! i know you want to. getting to write a character who cannot expose themself and has to pretend their a mundus while being one of the more marginalized groups of magicks is soooo good. and as someone with a potential hunter in my group, i can offer you good plots!!!!! promise!!!!

8/9/10. Neera, Aldar, and Bruton: these skeletons.....they compel me....look i want a dragon as much as the next person, they dope as hell okay. i get it. I GET IT. and i think they should be here in swynlake. we have mushu and he deserves friends!!! even if these three arent necessarily here for fun, they can have it as a treat! also i am someone who loved the star wars prequels for the politics, okay, fucking sue me!!! and i think getting to add to the lore of our world through this lens of the order of the dragon is saauuurrr cool. ough, someone better get these cuties. like im literally on my knees begging, you dont understand...

[alba8688]

Love hurts

Word count:2379

A/N :there’s some references for ppl let me know if you find them .

Chapter 33

March 8

Dani’s pov

Today was my last day at Hawkins high school ,my last day as a teacher my last day of being Eddies teacher .I parked my car in the teachers parking lot for one last time, I was stepping into these halls one last time .

As I'm walking through these empty halls, memories flow through my head of all the good and bad times I had here.

Hawkins High School my first teaching job .

I walked into my empty classroom, walking in one last time .

I looked around all my decorations where gone they were taken down yesterday after school. The Hellfire club helped me clean the classroom.

They took time off their free time to come help me.

They actually postponed their campaign planning to come help me .

I really do appreciate them a lot .

       Flashback

"Guys thank you so much for staying and helping me clean the classroom." The guys from hellfire had taken time out of their day to help me clean my class for tomorrow, my last day .

I should have done this a long time ago ,but I never did because my boyfriend always complained that he needed me there with him to cuddle in my room or watch movies with Nate and now here we are a day before cleaning the classroom.

Taking down every poster on the wall ,every decoration .

Eddie looks annoyed because I know he rather be at home watching movies in my room

Or his house with Nate .

But here we are now because Eddie wanted to stay at home all those times.

Even Nate and Ozzy are here helping ,Well more like Nate is bossing around everyone .

Telling them to hurry up because he has to go home because tonight was movie night with Wayne .

"Is no problem Dani." My brother tells me with a big toothy grin.

The only reason he helped was because he knew spring break was coming and I was taking him on that vacation .

My deal to him to keep his mouth shut .About Eddie and I .

And im keeping my promise I'm still not telling him where I'm taking him ,it's a surprise for both Nate and Him and probably for Eddie too .

"Miss.Henderson now that you're not our teacher can I have your number ?" Jeff ask playing around receiving a punch on his arm by Eddie

I just chuckled, shaking my head .

"Hey !!!what was that about ?" He ask

Eddie just shrugs and continues putting things into a cardboard box .

"Momma, can we go to grandpa's  Wayne house and watch movies ?"

I stopped what I was doing frozen in place not knowing what to say .

My son just called Wayne Grandpa in-front of everyone .

I heard Eddie choke on his saliva and fake cough .

Nate lately has been calling Wayne Grandpa and Wayne didn't seem to mind.

He actually loves it when he calls him grandpa ,because like he says well i quote "Eddie here doesn't seem to be in no hurry to give me a grandson ."

I really appreciate how much he loves my son. He loves him like his own Grandchild. He treats him better than Liam's parents way better to be exact .

Wayne  loves to spoil Nate too much especially now that he has a better job he usually picks him

Up to take him to lunch and they have movie night whenever Wayne has off and today was one of those days .

He was spoiled by his Grandpa Wayne.

Nate was anxious since this morning when Wayne called me saying he had off . Nate had  heard because I had my phone on speaker while I was changing and now he couldn't  wait to be with his grandpa .

"Will go after we finish , Buddy ." I heard Eddie tell him.

"Ok ,but hurry up ok." Nate said sweetly sitting down in a chair looking through a history book .

He was reading the book to Ozzy ,he seemed to be paying attention or at least pretending to listen to Nate.

"Momma ,Ozzy says he wants Wings ."

"Does Ozzy want lemon pepper wings and extra fries ?" I ask going along with him. "Ozzy says yes."

"Ok , will go buy them after we get out ok ." I tell him and I continue packing things .

Thank God nobody asked questions why Nate was calling Wayne grandpa .

At least not to me ,but I heard whispering from the kids and Jeff asking Eddie why Nate was calling his uncle Grandpa .

"Just because !!" I turned to look at Eddie who looked frustrated by all The questions everyone was asking him .

"Can you guys  stop please ." I heard him whisper yelled to Jeff .

I tried to ignore the conversation so I decided to take down the pictures I had on top of the white board of the presidents.

I got on my tippy toes trying to reach but I couldn't so I grabbed my office chair ,and I don't know why I thought it was the right thing to do knowing it had wheels .

I got on and it moved a little bit. I didn't pay too much attention until the stupid chair spun and almost sent me flying To the ground .

My eyes were closed expecting the fall and when it never came I opened them to see I was in Eddie's arms .

"Eddie ." I breathed "could you be more careful." He said in a low voice .

A big smile was plastered on my face ,my knight in shining armor had saved me from falling .

I had totally forgotten there were more people with us ,I guess it was a habit  my arms went around his neck .

But I felt him stiffen and put me down slowly .

That's when I saw everyone staring at us .

"Shit !" I said under my breath

"Are you ok Dani ?" My little brother ran to my side to check on me .

"Yes Dusty ,I'm ok ." I smile at him ruffling his curls

He made an annoyed face and punched Eddie on the arm walking away .

"Dustin!!" I exclaim

"Henderson !!! I'm gonna kill you little shit !!" Eddie turns to run after Dustin but I grab his arm making him turn to look at me and his eyes soften immediately.

"Dont ." I mouthed

He rolled his eyes at me, mouthing "fine ."

"Did you just roll your eyes at me ?" I ask only for Eddie to hear "yeah and ?" He said leaning in closer to me ,looking down at me making me feel like an elf of the size difference .

I was 5,4ft, imagine me next to Eddie .

After a few hours we were done cleaning everything and we made our way to Eddie's house for movie night .

End of flashback

I was sitting down in my office chair spinning like a little kid ,I been wanting to do this for the longest time but I try to act mature but I knew deep inside I wasn't but then I stop when I look around my now empty classroom,realizing My dream job as a teacher was coming to an end today I had given my resignation two weeks ago.But it was for the right cause .I mean I can always get a job at the local College here .

Right ?

The bell rang signaling the starting of class,I got up from my chair sitting down on my desk facing the class waiting for everyone to arrive and take their seats .

"Hi Miss.Henderson." Robin walked in and headed to the white board writing something.

     "Will Miss you Miss.Henderson."

She wrote on the white board then stopped in front of me, opening her backpack and taking out a  present .

"Um..This is for you from the whole class ." She tells me "I hope you like it ." She smiles and heads to her desk .

The tardy bell rang and only one student was missing.

"Sorry Miss.Henderson." Eddie walked in out of breath and next to him was Ozzy and Nate .

"Momma!!" Nate shouted and ran to me hugging me tightly "hi baby ." I kissed the top of his head "why aren't you with Your dad ?"

"I wanted to be with Eddie ." He whisper

Eddie was standing next to us holding Nate's backpack  "ok baby ." Nate walked away sitting down in my office chair taking out his tablet and putting in his headphones.

"He was outside with Liam and when he saw me he ran to me and didn’t want to go back with Liam ,so I just told Liam that I'll bring him with me and will drop him off later ." He whispers handing me Nate's backpack

"Thank you Eddie ." I mouthed, placing the backpack on my desk .

I watched him walk to his desk and caught a glimpse of Chrissy next to him and to her right was Jason.

I'm glad I don't have to deal with her anymore ,I try not to hate anyone.but I hated her with all my guts especially knowing she always tries to get into Eddie's pants and for some reason she hates me too .

"Good-morning." I said softly I could already feel the lump in my throat. I was about to start ugly crying in front of my class.

But I control myself .

I'm really gonna miss being a teacher .

But I had a good reason to quit .

"Open the gift ." Jason says from  the back of the classroom "ok ."I smiled and  grabbed the gift from the table where I had put it and started unwrapping it .

The gift was kind of heavy to be honest .

I was surprised when I saw what I was .

I look from the gift to my class "Awww ,Thank you ,I wasn't expecting this ." I smile

It was a 20 centuries of history coin collection.

"I wasn't expecting this ." I paused and looked around the class and stopped when my eyes met those brown doe eyes that I love. "To be honest ,most of what's happened to me here i-i didn't expect."i look down taking my sight from Eddie but I could feel his eyes on me ."I didn't expect to connect with you the way that I have ,I never expected to feel this kind of lost over leaving you ." I lifted  up my head again looking straight at Eddie and his eyes were still on me .

He had no smile, no reaction , he was just looking at me with those beautiful chocolate  eyes ."stop me if this gets too maudlin." I started walking around the class one last time. "But ,I'm not going to forget you ,I will remember your voices ,your questions ,your faces ." I'm standing right next to Eddie's desk looking at him and he is looking at me too ."I cherish the time I've been here and grateful for getting to know you ." I paused and look at Eddie then turn back to walk away "There's this quote my English teacher use to tell me and I never understood what it meant it's by Joseph Campbell it goes like this"you must give up the life you planned in order to have the life that is waiting for you ",but now I know what it means ." I paused looking around the class again and stop looking straight at Eddie "Till I met you ."

Eddie smiles at me and I smile back at him .I can't believe I was finally gonna be able to go out on a real date with him without having to hide from the world .

"Will miss you Miss.Henderson ." Robin had tears in her eyes "I'll miss teaching you guys too" "But Robin you'll see me all the time ." I smile at her knowing she will be at my house every other day with Steve and the kids .

The class went by really fast and the bell rang signaling it was the end of class .

Everyone started to walk out saying goodbye to me and saying they'll miss me .

Eddie passed by me, giving me a weak smile and walking out of the class.

Jason stopped by my desk before leaving the class ,maybe he wanted to say bye personally I don't know but he had a serious face .

"Yes ,Jason." I say politely

"Did you go to the Spring dance ?" He asked out of nowhere I really thought he was going to say goodbye but he did surprise me by asking that .

My heart started beating faster. I needed to show that I wasn't getting nervous .

"No ,I didn't ." I reply calmly looking to see if Nate was listening to anything but he has his headphones on .

"Is that so?" He chuckles "I followed Munson and his girl that night ,wanted to properly introduce myself to Munson's girl but was kind of shocked when he  and his girl got into the same car as yours Miss.Henderson."

I gulp and try my best to act as calm as possible. I mean everyone has cars I mean anyone else could have a BMW .

I really need to change my freaking car cause now everyone recognizes it .

"I mean I'm not the only one who has that car Jason ." I started grabbing my cell phone and my bag in a hurry trying my best to get out of this situation .

He just laughs and shakes his head "Miss.Henderson The freak really ?" He toots "You should be glad I didn't have my phone with me. If not I would have taken a picture and I would ruin your career ." He says with pure venom

"Jason you have no proof and like I told you I didn't go to the dance ,that night I was having dinner with my son's father and my son ,plus it is none of your business who I date ."

He stays there looking at me giving me an evil smile "I think you should go to your class ." I tell him sternly I didn't have time to deal with him right now .

Before walking out of the classroom he stopped at the door looking at me "I Guess now that you're not gonna be my teacher maybe we can go out ." He smirks and walks away .

"Jesus Christ !!" I whisper shout I hope this day goes by fast. I can't deal with this shit anymore .

Next chapter

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fall dates and pumpkin pies - s.h

pairing: steve harrington x gn!reader

warnings: none just fluff and kisses, and we pretend s4 had a happy ending for this.

an: here, have some steve fluff, it’s fall because its the superior season and im so ready for it to get here.  (brief lucas x max mention because they are adorable) I hope you enjoy!

Masterlist

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The sun had started to set in the distance while you made your way through town. The last remnants of its beautiful orange light sneaked through the space between the buildings and shone through the car’s window. Fall had arrived to Hawkins a few weeks back, and the streets were covered with leaves –brown, red and different shades of orange coloured the wet pavement. You watched every detail of the new season as the car moved along, both thrilled and enamoured with the cozy look the town had adopted with the changing weather. It had rained earlier, but the cold bite to the air was gone thanks to the humidity that remained. The days for driving with the windows down were long gone, but the colder days gave you a great excuse to wear your coziest sweaters and cuddle closer to your boyfriend for warmth. Your sank further down in your seat, your high-tops perched on the dashboard, their black colour looking more like a faded grey in the sunset’s orange light.

Steve sat in the drivers seat next to you, clad in in a light blue sweatshirt and a black denim jacket, his hair a perfect display of tousled brown waves. He had one of his hands on top of your thigh, setting the skin under your jeans on fire even with just a simple touch. You glanced  away from your thigh  and towards him. Your eyes followed his profile, from the dip where his forehead met his eyes all the way down to his moving lips. He was talking to the couple sitting in the back, always the mother hen. With a glance over your shoulder, you spotted Max rolling her eyes at Steve’s words while Lucas listened carefully. It made a chuckle leave your lips,  it also brought Steve’s attention back to you.

 “I think they got it from here, babe.” You told him softly, a reassuring smile on your face. You went on to address couple next, your eyes meeting theirs through the rear-view mirror. “We’ll be out here when the film’s over, to take you back home.”

 Max nodded. “Alright, thank you.”

 Your redhead friend had approached you while at work on Monday. Her hair in two pigtails and her skateboard under her arm. She’d told you Lucas asked her out on a date and they would be going to watch a movie Friday night. It was something they had agreed to before, but Lucas had asked Max again that morning. She’d said yes.

 “That’s great. What movie are you watching?” You had asked, more interested on Max’s date than the inventory you were running for the store. “You need a ride?”

 “Yeah.” Her cheeks were tinted pink from what you assumed was embarrassment. “Um, we’re watching Ferris Bueller’s Day Off at 8pm”

 You nodded your head and clapped your hands in front of you. “Perfect! Steve and I will pick you up at 7:30.”

 “You really need to get a new license.” Max shook her head at you. “But thank you.”

 “Pfft I don’t need one.” You’d told her, “Steve would insist on driving me everywhere anyways.”

 When you saw Steve later that Monday afternoon, at 5:05 to be exact, you told him that Max and Lucas would need a ride to the movies on Friday. He turned to you on the driver’s seat, car still on park, and told you that Lucas had gone to Family Video after school to ask for a ride as well.

 “Did they think I’d say no?” Steve had asked you, a confused furrow to his eyebrows.

 “I’m sure it’s not that!” You’d laughed and shrugged, “Just better safe than sorry, I guess.”

 “If you want to hit the arcade after the movie just let us know, we can pick you up after that.” You added after a glance towards Steve. “Right, babe?”

 “Yeah, sure. Just don’t get into trouble.” He rolled his eyes, but you knew it was all an act. He cared for these trouble-making teenagers more than he’ll ever admit. That care shone through immediately after his comment, when his voice took a softer tone. “And have fun.”

 Steve’s car pulled into the parking lot, right in front of the entrance. The cinema’s pink and yellow neon banner reflected on your window and bathed the car in its light. You looked out the window, at the many people walking into the establishments: couples, parents with kids, groups of friends, all ready for some entertainment after the town’s trying times. “I can smell the popcorn from here.” You mumbled, unsure if it was just your imagination or if it was the truth.

 Steve shared a look with Lucas in the rear view mirror which prompted him to jump out of the car and run to Max’s side, opening her door for her. “You ready?” Lucas asked Max with a grin on his face and his hand outstretched.

 You could see Max’s cheeks blush, turning a soft shade of pink as she looked at Lucas. She chuckled then and took his hand in hers, sliding out of the car. “Yeah, I’m ready.” She said. Then, after ducking into the car to say thank you, the  two of them walked into the cinema hand in hand.

 “They’re adorable.” You said after a sigh, watching their retreating figures. Max’s stylish overalls and Lucas’ denim on denim look. “They’ll be okay, right?”

 “Of course they will, babe.” Steve reassured you, understanding your anxiety at the thought of them being alone. They have been through too much. His hand took yours as he drove further into the parking lot in search for a free spot. “Besides, we’ll wait for them here.”

 You nodded, and cleared your mind from your anxious thoughts. Focusing instead on the present, you helped Steve find a parking spot while the sky above you changed from orange into pink.

  “I’m going inside to get us  some popcorn,” Steve said after shutting down the engine. His hand came up to your cheek, his thumb rubbed the skin there softly.  “You want anything else, baby?”

 “Popcorn’s good.” You smiled and placed a small kiss to his palm, giggling when he got flustered.

 “I’ll be right back.” Steve smiled back after trying and failing to rid himself of his blush. He handed you the car keys and walked to the cinema’s entrance three rows ahead of you.

 You stepped out of the car a  few minutes later, and leaned against the closed door to watch the sky change colours above you. The lovely pink had turned into a soft lilac, and by the time it was a deep purple with no clouds on sight, you heard Steve walking back towards the car.

 “Gotcha a soda too!” He smiled, holding the white and red paper cup up in triumph. “I figured the popcorn would make us thirsty.”

 You shook your head in wonder at him, a smile growing on your face. Steve was always so thoughtful and kind, anticipating your needs and those of others when he could. He knew when you needed him to hold your hand, when you needed a hug, or just a good cry. Even if he was always reluctant to accept the same kindness I’m return, you tried to provide it to him. If only he knew just how deep your affection for him ran.

 “Thank you,” You smiled, accepting the kiss he placed on your lips and the bucket of popcorn. “Was the line huge?”

 “Yeah.” Steve said before he shoved a fistful of popcorn into his mouth. “The whole place is packed with people.”

 “It’s for that new movie, the one the kids are going to watch.” You brought some popcorn to your mouth, the salty and buttery taste making your tastebuds dance and say to no one in particular: “Cinema popcorn is so good.”

 “I had to hide from them.” Steve chuckled through another mouthful, you couldn’t even complain, he endeared you. “Or else they’d think I was spying on them or something.”

 You laughed softly, picturing Max’s horrified face if she saw Steve or you in there with them. Then again, you didn’t think they would spot Steve –it was a date after all. They were probably thinking about the other right now, and the nerves that inevitably made an appearance no matter what. A smile came to your face at a memory, another couple that had their first date at this very same cinema.

 “Stevie.” You whispered, your voice taking a softer tone. “Remember when you asked me out that first time?” You placed the popcorn on the hood of the car, as you shifted on your feet –legs aching from being in the same position.

 Steve noticed the movement, and wasted no time. He put the soda next to the popcorn and placed his hands on your hips, pulling you up on the hood of the car. Being at the same eye level as him now, you had the urge to look away –Steve’s loving eyes were almost overwhelming in the best way– but you kept your gaze on him. He moved to stand between you legs, grabbing the soda, taking a sip and placing it back on the hood.

 “Why yes I do remember, gorgeous.” A teasing glint appeared in his eye, over the ever-present affection. “You practically melted to the floor when I asked you.”

 You chuckled –amused– and brought a hand to his hair. Your fingers ran through it once then returned to your side. “I think you’re taking about yourself there, Stevie. I’d never seen you so nervous before.”

 Steve rolled his eyes fondly, leaning in to kiss your nose. His the touch left the skin warm against the cold wind. “I was an idiot that night. almost spilled all the popcorn, got your soda all wrong.” He shook his head.

 “Shh babe.” You placed your hands on his cheeks, they were as cold as your fingers. “Don’t call yourself that. You’ve never been an idiot.”

 Steve looked away with a shrug, feeling vulnerable. You brought his face close to you, fingers tracing his cheekbones.

 “I just don’t like it when you talk about yourself like that.” You shook your head, but gave him a soft smile. Heart aching at the thought of him thinking that way of himself when you thought the complete opposite.

 A sigh escaped him, and he nodded, his fingers clutching at the material of your sweater. “I know, it’s just–”

 “A habit. I know.” You rested your forehead against his, moving your face from side to side, and offered him comfort. “That night… I was nervous too. Can you blame me, though? I’d been crushing on you for a while.” You shared, making Steve smile.

 “I think I crushed on you for longer.” Steve laughed softly, his hands drifting over to your back until his arms circled your waist.

  “I’m not starting a competition.” You chuckled with an eye roll, then with a sigh you moved your gaze to the cinema. “Being here and seeing those two walk in tonight… it just reminded me of that night.”

  Steve smiled and tightened his arms around your waist, bringing you close to fend of the cold. “It reminded me too.” He murmured, lips ghosting on your jaw and the warmth of his breath making goosebumps appear along your skin. “I got to kiss you that night. ‘Had been dreaming about it forever.”

  “Cheesy.” You smiled, then sighed when Steve placed a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I was so glad you did. I thought I’d have to wait until the second date.”

 “How could I wait.” His lips brushed against yours in a teasing touch, a breathy chuckle escaped him. You tilted your head and touched the tip of your nose against the side of his. “Look at you, I’d be a fool not to kiss you.”

 Unable to wait, you moved forward and captured his lips with yours –the pleased sound that left Steve’s throat warming your body up against the cold. His lips parted as he moved closer, you could taste the sweet taste of the soda he’d been drinking and still lingered on his lips. It felt like something out of a book or a movie, the way you were bursting with love for each other in the same place you gave that love a chance. Steve pulled back when he felt you smile, his lips kissing your cheeks and jaw until your face felt on fire and you brought his lips back to yours. You felt all-consumed by your emotions, and each caress of Steve’s lips against yours, his tongue brushing your bottom lip and his teeth biting them ever so gently threatened to make all those emotions burst at the seams.

 “Steve.” You whispered, hands travelling from his hair back to his face.

 He looked rumpled, his lips very much kissed but his expression cleared when he looked into your eyes. “Everything okay?”

 You nodded, swallowing hard. “I’m going to sound pathetic.” You confessed.

 Steve shook his head. “Of course not. Tell me.”

 “I don’t know if it’s this place that’s making me nostalgic.” You looked at the cinema then at Steve. “But…”

 Steve remained patient as he waited for you to find your words –his thumbs rubbed circles on your lower back.

 “My heart felt very lonely before I met you Steve.” You whispered. “And since I met you, well I’ve never been so happy, despite everything that’s happened. Hell, after that first date I couldn’t stop smiling for days.”

  “I couldn’t shut up about you after we met. Then after the date it just got worse.” Steve smiled, his forehead falling towards yours. “You’re not alone anymore, babe. Even in feeling hopelessly in love. I’ve got you.”

 “You’ve got me too.” You nodded, your foreheads moving together. “I love you, so much.”

 “I do more.” He whispered softly and leaned in for another breathless kiss.

 “Wanna go out on a date with me?” Steve asked when he pulled back. He smiled in delight at your surprised face. “We’ve got time.”

 “Where do you want to go?” You smiled, tilting your head in question. When have you been able to say no to him.

 “Our second date. That diner is just along the main street so we can walk.” Steve smiled, lips kissing yours softly and moving to kiss you nose, your Cupid’s bow, your chin. “I know you’ve been craving a pumpkin pie this week.”

 “I have.” You nodded thoughtfully, a smile on your face even when you looked back to where Max and Lucas had gone.

 “The kids will be fine, we’ll be back before they even come to find us.” Steve promised. His hands moved to your hips and helped you slide down from the hood of the car. “Indulge me baby, come on.”

 Steve’s smile grew wider when you nodded again, his arm going around your shoulder after you grabbed the half finished popcorn. The two of you walked close together through the rows of parked cars, eating popcorn, until you reached the main street.

 “I kissed you where we had our first date, I think it’s fair to kiss you where we had our second.” Steve spoke through another mouthful of popcorn.

 You chuckled, “You’re right, it seems fair. But I was promised some pumpkin pie first.”

 “Baby, I’m better than pumpkin pie.” Steve joked. “Right?”

 At your teasing silence, Steve asked you again. “Babe, am I? This will keep me up at night, you’ve got to tell me.”

  You could only laugh, shifting closer to his side. “Of course, you are. Better than anything.”

[rzyraffek]

If slashers interact regulalary, like as if going about more or less like rgeular people(but still slahsers of course :P), I am curious. Jamie Llyod, how would slashers interact with there buddies niece?Suddenly finding herself with a bunch of honorary "uncles"

Specific curisiotes include, Brahms, Jason, Bubba, both Scream guys(Billy and Stu), Leslie Vernon, and anyone else you might wanna toss in there if your happy to answer :)

AWWWW (i had to google Jamie Llyod cuz i thought you meant a guy from lego ninjago cartoon series and i was a little confused) Request open!!

Voorhees Jason

HE WILL BE SO SCARED PLS HE, HE CANT, HE CANNOT COMPERHAND

Accually he seems to be great with kids, he is just overthinking. If they go to shop together he wont be able to resist buying her whatever snack she wants!

He would rather pick her up and carry her around than to hold her hand because he gets distracted easly and he would just loose her in middle of forest

Jason will melt if jamie will say something along the lines "you are the best unlce ever!!" he will litteraly pass out and die

Jason and Micheal are besties so i can see them just hanging around and Micheal just randomly bringing her with him. just to chill and vibe. It would be very quiet vibe due to them being mute but it doesnt stop them from hanging out!

Billy and Stu! (tw to yall homophobes, this biches gay)

"ew a child..." "sup uncle Billy and Stu" "uhh look you are here only because Micheal made us baby sit you" "lol okay"

"I hate childen so much Stu :( " "Cmon its not that bad! She painted my nails!" "of course she did" "Also she said Im way better baby sitter than you!" "I- aint no way you are better than me"

This evening just turned into Billy and Stu trying to beat each other in "who is better uncle" competition

"Hey Jamie wanna see a scary movie :]" "cmon shes like 4" "im almost sure shes like 7 dude"

"I'm hungry im calling Micheal" "NONONO I- i mean why- we ordered fastfood! right Stu?" "uhh yeaahh, wait i just need to go outside for a, eeehh for an *runs to nearest fastfood to buy sometihng to eat*

they forgor that children accualy have to eat

they are so chaotic, they will fall asleep together (all 3) while watching Sponge Bob (Stu and Billy are secretly boyfriends btw i do not care that it has nothing to do with this headcanons, i just wanna inform you all)

"I know you guys are gay" " :O WHAT! I mean- who told you that! pfff some prankster probably" "I saw you hold hands! and thats what people do when they love each other! :3"(top tier sin)

Billy and Stu live together probably and their house is such a mess! its probably huge too, because Stu perents kinda rich. So i can imagine them loosing Jamie in middle of hause and then looking for her (shes goofy ah she will pretend they are playing hide and seek jsut to scare the shit out of them)

Heelshire Brahms

HE he would be so akward!!! Like "ehhh uhh hello child why are you in my house child, uhhh bloody hell" (Quick reminder that hes British and i will make fun of him)

HE WOUDL PROBABLY CALL MICHEAL "Uhhh Mr Micheal ur eeh your niece is here uhh can you like pick her up-" Jamie just standing behind hir "AAH-You, you wanna play scrabbles?" "ew no, can we play hide and seek" "Oh.My.God nevermind you can stay"

Micheal just comes to pick her up or something and Brahms with Jamie are already besties and they prolly made frienship braslets (and shit talk some people too)

okay ladies im back and i will write some more soon! pls comment and dont remember to like and subscibe and hit that bell button

tbh i dint have a lot of ideas (thats why Bubba isnt included i just had no clue what to write) but its good ig, and if i will find any people bullying stu/billy for being homosex i will steal ur steam account B)

x reader tags are only for more people to reach this post nothing sus here

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Summertime Sadness - Chapter 6

Aubrey and Jack hotchner come home for the summer after living in California with their mom for the school year. How will they deal with the trauma in California and living with their fathers new girlfriend.

Content Pairings: Hotchner Famiy x BAU!Reader (ft; the team and others) POV: switches a lot.  some Henry and Aubrey content for ya.

Chapter Warnings: more angst, teenage love yay, sex mention, yelling, crying duh

wc; 1.4k 

A/N: here's chapter six, hope you’re enjoying. im so sorry for posting late, I had so many different ways I wanted to take it and my laptop was broken but im back now :0

Aubrey ran down to the kitchen for a popsicle and water. While her a cup was filing she noticed a post card from California with the address being her moms house.  

She turned it over to see her moms hand waiting

Hello Aaron, this is Haley, of course we’ll be able to come out we both really miss the kids! I’m so happy for him I know retirement was coming soon. Calvin snd I will be there next week.

 No…no, no, no!

Rossis’ retirement dinner, of course he wants them to come everybody loves Rossi.

She grabbed the water and popsicle, and headed to her room. She sat the popsicle to melt and the water next to her desk, Jack was sound asleep in her bed. 

She pulled out her phone and texted Henry,

A: HJ, you up? 

H: yeah, you good?

A: can I come over?

H: yeah windows open

Aubrey got dressed in leggings and a hoodie and a pair of house shoes she wore outside. She arrived at Henrys’ house, it was a ranch with a huge backyaard and the tallest ceiling Bre has ever seen. She walked over to Henry window and knocked, he opened it, “pull me you” she said doing grabby hands. 

Henry pulled her up swiftly after a few tries and running start up the side of the house. 

“You’re dad is probably going to kill you” Henry added after pulling her up,

“You’re mom is gonna kill you! You snuck a girl in.”

 “Yeah but it’s you” he laughed, closing the window then looking at her with his bright blue eyes. 

 Aubrey walked around his room, he had lots over random drawings and stickers on his wall, of course posters of scary movies which they obsess over together.  

 “You kept the list up there” she said looking above at the only writing that’s on his wall. 

 “Uh yeah why wouldn’t I?” He asked in an almost serious tone, wondering why she thought he’d delete it. 

The first summer after Calvin started abusing Aubrey she spent a lot of time with the Jareaus, it was her safe place. Her dad was constantly working and Jack was always at summer camp for basketball. Henry and Aubrey had grown up together and became best friends by default. Henry noticed the change in Aubrey and encouged her to make a list of things to try to feel better. 

It wasn’t much but it was something, he hated to see her hurting even though she never opened up about what was hurting her. 

Go swimming/ take bath and pretend it’s a pool 

Scream into a pillow 

Eat melted popcisles  

Spend time with Henry 

The list was fresh like he had just wrote it again, Henry came home the night of the dinner to rewrite-it knowing she was going to need it. 

“I kept it in case you needed it” 

She ran to hug him and he immediately hugged her back he felt light shakes and his shirt began to get wet. He didn’t say anything he just squeezed her tighter letting her know he’s there for her. 

Henry was older than Aubrey by a few months, even though they were basically the same age. He just turned 17 and Aubrey isn’t to far behind. With her being the only girl and their parents being FBI agents they made sure to protect her. Even though Aubrey hated being smothered by Jack and Henry.

After slowly pulling away they both looked into each other eyes, it was comfortable, but they were both too shy to make a move. Henry finally broke the stare down, “Are you okay? Do I need to get my mom?” He said walking to his bed to sit down Aubrey plopping down beside him.

“Just got some bad news.” she picked at the sleeve of her hoodie,

“What happened? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, my mom and her stupid boyfriend coming to town for Rossis retirement party.” 

“I take it you don’t like him?”

“Trust me it’s more than dislike, I just hate him for my own reasons” 

“I’ll be there if you need to escape from him. You can always stay with me.” He looked her up and down and smiled. Aubrey figured you only live once so why not, she went in connecting her lips to his pulling in deeper when Henry didn’t push back. They two disconnected looking each other in the eye and smiling. 

“Thanks Henry, you’re really sweet.” She snuggled into his side how she always has since they were young. They both smiled to themselves knowing they just shared their first kiss with each other. They both mistakenly fell asleep completely forgetting that Aubrey had to go back in a few hours.

Hours passed and they were both awoken by your voice, that was coming downstairs. Apparently Hotch had the Garcia tracking her phone and the team out looking for Bre.

“I’m not upset with her but her dad on the other hand.” You said to JJ causing both the women to laugh. This is bad Bre thought to herself while listening from Henry’s room. 

“Why did you let me fall asleep?” She hit Henry in the chest as she quietly shut his room door. 

“I didn’t think your dad would send out a search party when you’re literally here safe next to me.” he smiled,

“It’s not funny and he doesn’t know that” she said trying to appear serious frantically putting her shoes on. Both Aubrey and Henry creeped down the stairs just as Aaron was walking in. 

Henry stepped on a creek causing everyone heads to snap towards them. You all looked at them with relief and amusement seeing the two teenagers. 

“I’m so so sorry guys I completely forgot to tell you I was coming over here—-“

“We were worried SICK and you were over here with HENRY in his BED” Aaron said loudly, he was relieved to see her but so upset with her. 

“Dad I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you and it’s not like that I swear!” Aubrey begged looking at her dad

“Are you two having sex? Because your father and I taught you to NOT sneak people into the house especially girls.” JJ turned to Henry, causing him to blush, Aubrey picking up on it and smirking. 

“What? Ew. No mom I would never, we just talked all night I swear.” Henry pleased with his mother, he was never a troubled boy but he was still a teenager. 

“We aren’t doing that and I just needed to talk to him we figured it wouldn’t be a big deal cause I was safe.” Aubrey looked at her dad, you and JJ. 

“We just want you to tell us where you are especially if you aren’t coming home till the next day.” you said pulling Aubrey into your side and the girl returning it. 

“Go to the car now.” Aaron said in a stern voice giving Henry the look, silently cursing him through his eyes, even though he loved him. “You, room, now.” JJ ordered Henry trying to be serious. “Bye, Henry” she waved sadly, he mouthed text me later causing Bre to smile. When the teens were out of sight you and JJ busted out in laughter. 

“They are 100% going to get married on day.” you said teasing Aaron. 

“Without a doubt, you know Bre use to call herself Ms.LaMongTang, she could never pronounce it right” Aaron laughed causing the two women to laugh. You said your goodbyes as you and Aaron walked out the door heading to the car. 

The threesome arrived back at home getting ready for the rest of their day. Aaron headed upstairs to shower with Aubrey following behind until you stopped her. 

“Bre?” You called causing the teenager to turn around,”yeah?” She said sweetly, “Is the reason you left last night because of this?”

You held up the post card from California, and her bottom lip began to tremble. She looked up the stairs to make sure her dad wasn’t in sight before she ran into your arms. 

“Please don’t let him near me” she whispered in your ear, quietly crying. You rubbed her back giving her all the comfort you could. 

“I think it’s time to tell your dad Aubrey” you encouraged her knowing this was the only way. Aaron had his suspicions of something when you and Aubrey became suspiciously close. He asked you multiple times if something was going on and you just chalked it up to girl problems. 

“I’ll be right there with you Bre, but he has to know.” 

“I don’t want him to see me … differently” 

Your heart broke, “Your father loves you more than anything, he will always see you as his little girl.” 

You hated that she was treating herself like thia. Like it was her fault this happened to her. Seeing Aubrey as a victim has been the harder at thing you’ve dealt with. You’ve worked with victims before but when it’s someone you live the pain is different. 

“In a few days? I just need time to prepare.” She asked through her sniffles. 

“Whenever you’re ready, this is your story” you encouraged her and she nodded with a smile similar to her fathers. 

“Thank you so much Y/N” she said hugging you once lord then heading up the stairs. You broke down once the girl disappeared. You had been dealing with this alone since Bre told you. It was a lot and every time you seen her you wished you could take it all away. 

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[1-800-c0sm1c]

I recently saw a suggestive gif with an ice lolly, before quickly stumbling upon a post with Ryuji.. You can probably see where I'm going with this.

Could you perhaps write about a gn reader and Ryuji on a super hot day grabbing some ice lollys, the two enjoying the other's presence before Ryuji looks over and sees reader unintentionally deep throating it? (Like it looks suggestive) Ryuji gets really flustered, and now it's even hotter...

I hope this doesnt overstep into more heavier nsfw, if it does please remove what you arent comfortable with or feel free to delete the request :) Also you can add more characters if you want! Though I only really know Persona 5 Strikers, so if you can add characters from that! Anyway enough rambling, hope you have fun with this!!

-Solar/⭐ (If I can claim either or that'd be great!)

꒰blue lemonade !꒱

eating popsicles with everyones fav electro boy !

character x gn!reader

includes ryuji !

warnings : suggestive content !

word count : 2273

beta read by : @cagethefrenchfuck​

a/n : solar anon youre a genius ,,, im here to make it even better with a friends to lovers prompt added into the chaos mwahahaha >:) i hope you enjoy this !

this summer heatwave was reaching record high temperatures, you were sure if you stayed out in the sun for too long youd melt into a puddle and evaporate almost immediately. you wanted nothing more than to feel the cool ocean breeze on your face and soak up rays in the sun. however, just like the rest of the phantom thieves, you and ryuji were broke and had decided to stay inside for most of summer vacation. whenever you werent grouped up together at rens house for mementos business, chances are ryuji was laying on your couch, complaining about the heat with a bag of frozen vegetables on his forehead, but you dont mind. if youre together, everything becomes colored by him. if you were into aura reading you swear everyone around the blonde would be a bright and sunny yellow, but yours turned blue the moment you met him. if he was the sun, youd be the ever changing sky, never one without the other, the tide and the sand.

despite the random movie playing on the tv, your attention was focused solely on your dramatic friend sitting next to you. ever since youve joined the phantom thieves, you and ryuji have been inseparable. ren and ann have called you the dynamic duo on multiple occasions, meanwhile morgana is simply just jealous that someone likes ryuji enough to want to hang out with him that often.

“oh come on ryuji, the fans are running on overdrive, theres no way you can still be that hot.” you rolled your eyes as he complains for the nth time this hour. “thats what you think, but i swear im gonna die if this heatwave lasts another day, man.” he sighs, sinking further into the couch. “if the heat doesnt kill you, then i will.” you mutter under your breath, but ryuji hears you loud and clear. “oh so you want a fight, is that it? lets take it to the metaverse right here, right now!” ryuji yells back with more energy than youve seen him with since school let out for the break. he puts his fists up pretending to swing punches at you across the couch, proceeding to drop the entire bag of (not really frozen anymore) peas on the hard floor of your living room. the bag breaks open, littering the vegetables all over the place. “oh shit. how thin is the materials of those frickin bags?” he quickly says, panic obvious in his voice. you sigh, quickly getting up to grab the broom to sweep up the mess ryuji had made. 

he follows you to the kitchen like a lost puppy, offering to clean everything up *plus* scrubbing your whole house before you quickly reassure him its not a big deal. “i doubt we were ever going to cook those up anyways, dont worry about it ryuji!” “but still! i feel bad for making a mess of your house. i dont want to give your mom any reason to hate me.” you raise an eyebrow at that. “oh? why do you want to be on my moms good side so bad? you planning on moving in or something?” he shrugs. “with how much weve been hanging out i might as well. last thing i need is to be banned from seeing you over some bags of frozen vegetables.”

theres a mysterious feeling inside of you, and you feel heat rising to your cheeks over that. hed go through all the trouble of deep cleaning your house just so he can still hang out with you? itd obviously never need to come to that, but the fact that its the first thought he has cant help but make you feel special, despite how silly it is. of course he wants to be able to hang out with you, hes your best friend. if he didnt, that would be more of an issue than anything else. “you could always just sneak through the window, you know.” you mutter without realizing. he snickers. “i dont think i play the role of knight in shining armor very well, but what the hell? im always willing to try new things.” he laughs at his own remark, completely oblivious to how much redder your face has gotten in the small amount of time youve been sweeping up the peas from the floor. it may be hot outside, but surely not that hot, right?

“well how about you go make yourself useful and get something less likely to… explode for us to cool off?” you quickly respond to change the subject. ryuji thinks for a second before grabbing his shoes, stating hell be right back. you feel a weight be lifted off your shoulders you were unaware of as soon as the door shuts behind him.

theres never been any kind of tension that youve noticed before between you and ryuji, so where did this random feeling come from? you cant help but feel different around him, has he always looked at you with such admiration and you just never noticed? with how hot your body is now you might as well shove yourself into the freezer.

putting the broom back you sit back on the couch noticing how empty the room really feels without ryuji there anymore. where had he even run off to anyways? you groan, noticing that the temperature had gone up another 2 degrees, before instantly feeling bad for sending ryuji out into town during the hottest part of the day. that was definitely a lapse in your judgement, but surely hed be fine with how quick he was to go along with it. unless he just wanted to get away from you? wait where did that thought come from? you cant help but internally sigh at how youve managed to make the situation even more awkward without him even being there.

after about another 5 minutes of sitting alone with your thoughts (terrifying, isnt it?) ryuji bursts through the front door with a grocery bag in his hands. “i dont know about you but i think some ice cream is the perfect thing right now!” your face drops the second you realize its dripping, presumably already melted from the trip back in the scorching sun. ryuji notices a second later, quickly dropping it outside by the front porch. you cant help but find his slightly pouting face adorable, and also totally heart wrenching. “you know, i think youre on the right track there with ice cream. how about we just go down to the convenience store together? im pretty sure ren is working there right now anyways. then we dont have to worry about anything melting!” 

ryuji was just about ready to give up on going anywhere else today, especially if it meant having to walk around again in the heat, but he couldnt resist the sweet smile on your face. hed do anything for you in a heartbeat if youd always look at him so sweetly. he was so caught up in his staring that he completely forgot to answer you, you having to snap your fingers in his face just to get him to come back down to earth, because surely when he was with you he was in heaven. “huh? oh! yeah, lets get going!”

you both ran to the train station, out of breath and sweaty by the time youd have reached shibuya. you almost gave ren a heart attack with the amount of noise caused by you and ryuji walking in to the convenience store. after almost getting him fired for talking way longer than he should have been, you and ryuji walk back to the station in no rush, eating your popsicles quietly. 

“what flavor did you get?” you ask ryuji as you stand waiting by the station. “cherry limeade, you wanna try?” he brings the popsicle closer to your face, assuming youd simply grab it in your own hand. what ryuji was not expecting, however, was for you to lean yourself closer to him, taking a lick of the popsicle while it was still held in his hand. his eyes turn wide like a rabbit would, incredibly surprised as you get closer to him, he swears he can feel the tingling electricity throughout his entire body. where did this boldness come from, and why are you so nonchalant about it? he can fell his ego deflating when his whole arm shakes after you pull away and lick your lips, the artificial fruit flavoring tasting cold yet electrifying. “ooh that ones super tasty!” you exclaim, and ryuji swears he sees your eyes shining.

your icy treat smells of the sweet ocean, like someones squeezed a freshly picked lemon into it. “do you wanna try mine? its blue lemonade.” you hold the popsicle up to him in the same way, but ryujis too nervous to even grab it out of your hand, let alone lean in like you had. “oh uhm… no thanks, im allergic to uh…. lemons?” he stammers out, leaning back a bit. you shrug. “more for me then!”

ryuji was sure it was getting even hotter outside, even though it was painfully obvious the sun would be setting soon. he tried not to make eye contact with you again, but the image of you staring at him so excitedly a moment ago was still fresh on his mind. 

he regrets when he gives in and looks over at you again, as youve gotten down to the bottom of the popsicle by now. hes even more surprised to see the way you take almost the whole stick into your mouth, and suck on the remaining of the icy treat. he feels his eyes travel down to your adams apple, watching it move as you swallow. he notices the mixture of sweat and fruit juice dripping down from your chin, which in any other situation he might have made fun of you for. suddenly hes more flustered than hes been all day, and cant help but look away suspiciously quick.

as soon as you turn to look at him, he feels much smaller under your gaze, unable to hide how much you affected him, without you even realizing. now you know its not just you whos been feeling the tension thicken more as today has dragged on. youre not sure what to say, or if you should even say anything. clearly theres something going on between the two of you, but neither of you are able to muster up enough courage to address it.

youre about ready to just say your goodbyes and make your way back home, but ryuji decides to speak up before you can act out your walk of shame. “hey y/n, have you noticed anything uhm, you know, weird between us recently?” he asks, you cant tell if youve ever heard ryuji sound so unsure before. you pretend to think for a moment before responding. “now that you mention it the air seems much hotter today, and thicker too.” you dont miss the way you see ryujis face heat up at that remark. he mentally curses for not having a way to hide the way the blush creeps up his neck and ears.

“yeah i think ive noticed that too. but i havent been able to put my finger on what exactly has been bugging me.” you, unlike some would say about ryuji, arent stupid. you both know that he knows whats going on here, but hes going to make you say it first. you hold back a sigh, something youve been doing a lot recently, and finally find the right words. “i think that theres… something going on between us, ryuji.” you dont dare raise your eyes from their look on the ground. you can see ryuji let out a breath of relief, he wasnt sure if you were actually going to go along with this. “yeah, i see what you mean… i uh, i mean i see it too.” he drags his foot against the pavement of the station square. your heart that points to him is a deep blue, like the sky before the storm clouds build, or the ocean on a late night stroll.

even if you swallow, your words fill up on the tip of your tongue, feeling so close to overflowing. “have you ever thought of us as more than friends?” you ask in such a low voice you werent sure if he would hear it, and ryuji almost didnt over the loud beating of his heartbeat. now what is he supposed to do? there was so hint in your tone of voice that you thought of him the same way. he wasnt even sure if you were nervous, for all he knew you were more uncomfortable than anything else. he struggles to think of an answer that wont totally humiliate himself and also not hurt your feelings. “well… i guess so, yeah.” he responds. he doesnt miss the way you tense up at his answer, and he feels his heart sink.

you finally look up at him, that same sweet look in your eyes from earlier, and suddenly he thinks that maybe its so bad he decided to be honest. “oh my god really? wow.. im so relieved!” you sigh out. ryuji thinks he likes that tone of your voice. “i honestly thought i was going crazy! like i never noticed just how… close we are until today! everything just seemed to click and i swear i dont even know where it came from but im starting to really like-” ryuji leans in closer to you, effectively shutting you up with a nervous kiss to you lips. you can feel him smirk against you when you melt into the kiss. you feel yourself return to the original soft blue youve grown to love the moment he embraces you.

reluctantly pulling away, ryuji wipes the excess popsicle off of his lips with the same stupid smile on his face. you stick your tongue out at him, showing now that your tongue is purple instead of blue, and that immediately wipes the confident expression on his face. youre starting to get used to seeing ryuji flustered and different shades of pink or red. you grab his hand, dragging him off to go catch your train. 

as the doors close behind you, youre suddenly reminded of what he said earlier. “wait a minute, i thought you said you were allergic to lemons!” he rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. “well i only said that because i was too nervous to.. you know, grab the popsicle out of your hand.” you cant help but laugh at him. “whats so funny? you act like if you were in my shoes you wouldn't have reacted the same way!” you shrug your shoulders. “summer isnt over yet, i guess well just have to wait and see until next time.”  he sighs, exasperated, before whispering under his breath “youre gonna be the death of me.” you smile at him. this is perfect, youd wish for nothing more, just the two of you. like this summer, it melts in your mouth like your feeling of love.

inspired by blue lemonade by red velvet , give it a listen if you havent before !

[tanzmajor]

she might let you stay (but just for the night)

fandom: spider-man

pairing: otto octavius/reader (college au) summary: you make sure otto is okay after norman abandons you two at a party. warnings: slight hint at abusive childhood. it's literally only one sentence idk. i guess fluff counts as a warning! it's just mad cute. also like one sentence with suggestive themes. word count: 1.1k

the fic is also on ao3! find it here.

authors note: SO i actually have a whole bunch of college au things where the reader is a childhood friend of norman and him and otto go to college together and share a dorm room idk if people are interested i'll flesh them out and turn them into a mini-series! no one is immune to doc ock <3 (college au is probably set in the 70s? im shit at math. anyways small otto looks like alfred molina in any movie from '95.) shoot me an ask if you're interested! i love feedback <3

He is going to regret this in the morning – when he closes his eyes he can feel the start of a headache creeping into every corner that it can reach.

You’re sitting on the edge of his small bed, slipping your chunky high heels off of your feet – rubbing a hand across one ankle to get rid of the pain of walking in them for too long.

He has a hand on you, his thumb tracing down the curve of your spine – the part that leads down to your tailbone. And then, his knuckles brush up the same path his thumb went down on. It’s a repetitive movement. He’s self-soothing as he lays behind you on the bed.

He is buzzed – not drunk, but intoxicated enough to make any movement, sound or words you give him want to hold you until he forgets everything bad that’s ever happened to him.

You let out a sigh, a movement that makes his eyes flicker up from the small of your back to the curve of your face that’s hidden from him.

He is beyond fucking tired. But he doesn’t have the heart to tell you this – you’re too pretty right now, and he just wants five minutes of quiet with you before you get dragged into anything else by Norman or whoever else might need you.

You’re such a good fucking person. Helping everybody out however you can. He admires you – and is thankful for every day and every night that he gets to spend by your side. He’s still unsure about what you see in him, but he won’t ever question it. If you’ll give yourself up to him - he promises to love you until there is no longer an earth left to love on.

He has told you things that he never meant to share with anyone. He was planning on taking his father with him to the grave – but when you looked at him, and held him, the words just stumbled out of his mouth before he could catch them.

Norman is spending the night god knows where – and for once Otto is alright with it. Norman can fend for himself. He just wants to get a hold of his girlfriend and go to bed.

He can still feel the alcohol, it heats up the dorm room and makes him feel more spent than he actually is. The small lamp on his night stand no longer does its job right – the lightbulb almost at its end and doing little to nothing to illuminate your face to him. But it’s alright – he’s content because your face has left a lasting impression on his occipital lobe.

“You’re drunk.”

You place the other shoe down against the wood of the bed, and push your summer dress up so that you’re no longer sitting on the colorful fabric. He has given up on trying to pretending to be somewhat sober, so he puts an arm across his forehead and watches you undress. Your see-through tights meet the same fate as your shoes, and you finally turn to him.

You lean over to him, pushing one of your legs up so you can rest on the bed a bit better – your hand buried into the foamy texture of the mattress right next to his shoulder as you push his curly dark hair out of his face.

“You alright?”

“’M okay.”

You take a hold of his glasses between your fingers as he mumbles, and it’s the only reason why he remembers that he still has them on. He blinks a couple of times, adjusting to his lowered eye-sight and looks at you. You place the glasses on the night stand, and move back to him. Your face wears a small smile and your gaze drops to his shirt – he’s still wearing the same button-up that he’s been wearing all day. Even at the party.

Your fingers crawl up to the first button, right underneath the collar and you pop it open. It’s a trained movement – you’ve done it before so many times. Especially on this shirt as it’s one of his favorites. He wears it a lot.

“Are you sure you want to sleep in this? I don’t mind helping you change –“

He grabs a hold of your hand, lacing your fingers quickly with his before you can say or do anything else.

“I’m okay – just, lay down with me?”

You nod, a breathless ‘Okay’ leaving your mouth as you wait for him to get comfortable, and he scoots over in his bed – it’s a normal, terribly stiff dorm bed that he can barely squeeze into due to how tall he is.

You turn off the lamp on the nightstand before you feel his arm shifting and brush against your hip in order to stretch across the pillow on his bed – holding it open so you can rest on his chest like you always do when you spend the night.

You two have done this before. You try to spend the night as often as you humanely can – without taking a hit at your college education. Perhaps this is what your mother warned you about – to not get involved with men, as they will only diminish your education with their ways. But then again, who really was in control of the situation? You swore Otto’s been a bit more distracted with you lately.

Maybe you should schedule this with him – because if you two kept going at it like this? You would never get out of bed. You know his bed by heart. The linen cover is practically carved on to your skin by now. (Just like the feeling of his hands when he grabs your thighs and slides his face between them –)

You lower your cheek onto the edge of his shoulder, right where the plane of his chest starts and you throw an arm across him, having a nice and gentle grip on the smooth fabric of his shirt. His arm curls around you, resting on your shoulder as you feel him lay his chin on the crown of your head. It’s dark in the room now, and the small window barely gives any room for the light of the night sky that’s trying to claw it’s way inside.

He’s always so warm and never cold – unlike you.

But you have a feeling that things will turn out alright. It’s impossible to save the world in one day, so you were just going to make sure that for now, at least his world was okay.

And you two escaped another college party – successfully. That had to count for something.