#im scared to go back to school on monday

[watch-out-it-bites]

I am. SO being fucked over by my school 24/7 but if I take extra classes I get to graduate early..

[ode-on-a-grecian-butt]

OH I forgot to share this. Rosie graduated from puppy school

[nomaishuttle]

note to self for next time : No boots No tights No dress

[kobebibebi]

Fighters of Zaron AU

an au based on all of the boys' fantasy larping if it were a continuous story, but rn it's currently set after the events of snow day :]]

altho disclaimer: it's not entirely accurate to canon and ive altered some stuff to make it logical and connected

(tumblr isn't loading for me so im scared these won't be uploaded properly but eh school comes back on monday and i rlly need to finish these)

sorry if the writing is wonky i don't write at all 😭 i will post more arts of this au as time goes by, also it's more of a self-indulgent au since these bastards have genuinely plagued my mind that i need to put and express them out by drawing so i can actually focus on school 💔

here's a ver of the lineup without the pics (I've made cartman too short 😭😭 it's ok his massive wizard hat makes up for it💔)

also my mind is completely going insane spewing everything rn so I'll just add that i completely based their vibes on their snow day boss themes pls tell me im not the only one who listens to those

[emdabitchass]

He laid there silently

open rp

you walk into the Apollo cabin to see Em writing something while blasting music in her headphones so loud you can hear it

tags👇

@demigod-jack-hearth

@of-course-im-the-winner

@the-smart-and-the-dumb-one

@lisadaughter-of-hepheastus

@ariathemortal

@smileyalater

@reyna4ever

[dumbslvtforethan]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do an imagine where it's Ethan and Reader rehearsing for Heathers and their doing the song "Dead Girl Walking". Please and Thank you🫶

🎧ྀི DEAD GIRL WALKING ethan landry

warnings: dry humping, making out, no smut just plot. lmk if i missed anything 1092 words

navigation

IT WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE the opening night for "heathers" a musical you were participating it. ever since you got the role of veronica you've been thrilled, having the lead role was a pretty big deal to you but for ethan who got the role of jd?? he was not only thrilled but euphoric, he was acting out with the girl of his dreams. everyone had already left and it was late but you were re reading anxiously your script rehearsing every line in the rehearsing room. "The demon queen of high school has decreed it She says Monday, 8 a.m., I will be deleted" you sang quietly looking at your script "hey" ethan said scaring you "hey, you scared me, what are you doing here?" stalking you of course, pathetic. "i was gonna rehearse but ill give you some space" he sighed walking out

"stay with me please?" you grabbed his wrist and pouted. you two decided to rehearse your scenes together and after "freeze your brain" you two decided to get some water "okay, what's the next one?" he said "it looks like its dead girl walking" you said looking at the script, ethan's eyes widened. it was weird but you two never actually rehearsed that song together, the teacher would always do your parts separetely so that you could "focus on your movements". "lets start from the part were veronica goes into jason's room" he layed down on the floor preparing for what was about to happen "got no time to knock im a dead girl walking" you sang quietly "wha-veronica what are you doing in my room?" he said standing up, a smirk planted on his face

"shhhh" you gave the smirk back "sorry but i really had to wake you, see i decided i must ride you till i break you" You gazed at him with wide, innocent doe eyes "cause heather says i gots to go, your my last meal on death row" he raised his eyebrows "shut your mouth and loose them tighty-whities" you approached him very closely "come on" you opened your blouse "tonight im yours im your dead girl walking" he put his hands around your waist "get on all fours" you sang as you commanded him to lower down, he landed on his knees "kiss this dead girl walking" now you looked directly into his soul "lets go you know the drill" his hands travelled up your skirt resulting in a chuckle from you "im hot and pissed and on the pill" you rolled your eyes "bow down to the will of a dead girl walking" your doe eyes hipnotyzed him "and you know you know you know, its cause your beautiful" you got on your kness facing him, he was so tall that he was still towering over you "you say your numb inside, but i cant agree so the world's unfair, keep it locked out there, in here its beautiful" you took off your blouse completely "lets make this beautiful" you whispered closely now feeling his breath on your skin "that works for me" he said with a smirk. he grabbed your face and kissed you heatedly "your not acting anymore, are you?" you said in between breaths and kisses "i never did" he said pulling you to straddle his lap, you took off his shirt, and gasped at his naked abs, you kissed him more and more trough his body

"full steam ahead, take this dead girl walking" you sang in between kisses "how'd you find my address?" ethan said "lets break the bed, rock this dead girl walking" you said, smiling "i think you tore my mattress" ethan said, kissing you once more "no sleep tonight for you, better chug that mountain dew" you sang as you rolled your eyes "okay, okay" you two breathed heavely.

"get your ass in gear, make this whole town disapear" you nodded "slap me" he slapped your ass "pull my hair" your chuckled at his unexpected and unscripted action,

"touch me there andthere and there" he got a hold of your breasts and opened your shirt revealing your bra "and no more talking" you put your finger on his lips "love this dead girl walking" you started to hump on top of him, he moaned at the sight and started to kiss you more and more, you sped up your movements.

a/n- i watched heathers for the first time for this 😭😭

- @jchampionsgf on tumblr

[padscomm]

safe place

tara carpenter x f!reader

warnings: grammatical errors, mention of suicides, abusive household and also scream 5+6 au bc why not?!

a/n; IM ALIVE !! I'm so busy, school is shit broo

it was sunday, it meant it was cleaning time. but, you were to focused on studying that you forgot to clean the house.

you checked the time, and you realized, that your father was coming home soon. you panicked, and quickly started cleaning your room.

your father was an abusive alcoholic, it was a suprise. an loving caring man turning into an abusive alcoholic, when your mother died.

he didn't bother going to therapy, instead he started drinking and started doing drugs. when he's tired, he takes his anger out on you, when he's in a bad mood he takes it out on you.

he poured out his anger always at you, you didn't know why. you would always be hiding in the closet, filled with bruises from him. trying to hold your tear's, it was always hard. you've never told anyone about the abusive and toxic household you were in.

you were a joyful person, filled with sunshine but personally, no one ever knew you that well. except for your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter.

you heard the door creaking, you weren't even halfway done cleaning with your room and you still had a few rooms to clean. you were scared, you didn't have a way out.

you decided to hide in the closet, where you always do. you were scared for dear god, you were scared what he will do to you. your tear's streaming down on your face.

you heard a scream, “Y/N!! How come you still didn't clean the house?!” it was filled with anger, your heart is beating fast, you are scared. sweating intensely.

hearing footsteps from the stairs, and through the hallway’s of your bedroom. you prayed to dear god, to not hurt you. “y/n, i know you’re in there.” he say's, opening the door of your bedroom.

you had no way out. you heard him investigating every area.

he opened the closet door, “there you are.” he says, grabbing you from your wrist, tightly. “dad stop please! I'm sorry, I was so carried away—” you didn't have time to speak, he punched you so hard on the face.

that your nose started bleeding, “you really think I'm gonna believe you? you lying son of a fuckin bitch.” you were down on your knees, crying.

The next day

it was a good Monday morning for tara. she was awoken by her sister, sam. she got up from her bed and started making it, then after that she check's her phone if she received a message from you, but sadly she didn't.

it was something off, she chat's you again, asking if you were okay.

· my baby ; hey, are you okay y/n? im worried sick, text me back as soon as you can. hope you're okay mylove! I love you

timeskip at school

“hey guys, have you seen y/n? she hasn't texted me back.” tara said, worried about you. “look's like an overprotective girlfriend is worried about her troublemaker girlfriend.” mindy jokes, tara didn't find her funny, and just glared at her.

“oh there’s y/n!" anika pointed, she ran after her. “she seem's off today, its just not me who thinks she's off today? right?” mindy stated, the others agreed with her. usually, you would hangout with the friend group but this day, you didn't.

you went straight to class, it was unusual for them. you saw anika running towards you, but you decided to walk more faster so she wouldn't catch you.

once you entered inner part of the school, you saw anika not chasing you anymore. you were glad. you had a long oversized hoodie, covering your body and bruises. you went straight to class with the oversized hoodie on you, even tho it was hot as fuck.

after first period, you went to second period. not even bothering to check up on your girlfriend. you were just not in the mood to talk to anyone today. you just wanted peace, and alone time with yourself.

not until second period started, you realized that you and anika were seatmates. you and anika are bestfriends, she worries about you alot.

you sat down to anika, avoiding eye contact with her. “hey y/n, why are you avoiding us?” anika asked, but you didn't answer. anika wasn't really comfortable with your silence, since you were always loud and energetic.

she kept asking you questions but you didn't answer once. second period ended and it was third, you continued to third period with talking to any of your friends or even anyone.

after third, it was lunch break. you didn't have the appetite to eat. so you skipped it, and hid at the rooftop, listening to music peacefully and doing your work.

“y/n didn't talk to me in 2nd period, I don't know why tho, I think something's off about her.” tara looked at anika, “you should go check up on your girlfriend, tar.” liv suggested, but even tara didn't know where you were.

“ill go check up on her at the end of classes.” mindy really thinks tara is a bad girlfriend.

more timeskip

it was time to go home. you didn't go home yet, you were at the rooftop, smoking. it was peaceful, and calming for you. no disturbance.

not until you heard the door open, you put out your cigarette as fast as you can. you saw tara, looking worried sick at you. “y/n, are you okay? you didn't talk to us for the whole day, tell me everything, I'm willing to listen y/n.”

she says, pulling the sleeves of yours “and why are you wearing a jacket it's so—" you quickly took your arm away from her. she saw what she saw, bruises, blood streaming down your arms.

she was in disbelief, “im so sorry tara, i didn't mean to freak you out. I know I'm a bad girlfriend, you can leave me because of my weirdness and my bruises and scars—" she hugged you tightly, “im not gonna leave you y/n. I love you, and that's what matters. can you tell me what happened? it's okay if you're not comfortable.”

you sighed. you needed to tell her the truth, to gain trust. and you did, she was in pure disbelief and shock. she comforted you, and made you more safer.

“i think i should go home, my dad will be mad at me.” you said, but tara didn't let you go. “stay with me for a few days, ill get you help.” those words from tara, was enough to make you tear up.

“dont cry now, baby. stay with me, you'll be more safer.” you didn't care anymore, you wanted to be free with tara.

once tara and you arrived at her house, you were greeted by sam. death staring you, “hey tara, who've you got there?” sam asked, “this is my girlfriend ive been telling you about.” you blushed at her words, she's been talking about you?

“by the way y/n, can you go upstairs. you know my room already.” tara said, she didn't tell sam that you've been sneaking inside their household. “why is there red stuff on her sleeves?” sam was curious. tara explained the whole situation to her.

sam felt bad for you, the two carpenter's will be doing their best getting you help.

after a conversation with sam, tara went up to her room. she saw you, laying down peacefully. “hey let's get you cleaned up, okay?” you nodded, and got up from the bed.

she guides you to her bathroom and sat you down on the sink, she took your hoodie off, and saw all the bruises you had. bruises everywhere, “more bruises down on your legs?” you nodded.

“can i take them off?” she asks for your permission, “go ahead.” she takes of your pants, slowly and lightly. she was shocked with all the bruises that you dad gaved.

“thats alot. let's start with your wrists.” she wiped off all the blood, until there was no more flowing. and rolls the comforting bandage around your arms.

working one by one on the bruises, she stayed up just to get you cleaned.

at the end of the day, it was the two of you lying in bed. “i love you so much, tara.” you said, burying your face onto her neck.

“i always love you more, my love. soon your dad will be in prison.” she reassure's you, and before going to sleep, she kissed you forehead lightly, and kissed you lips passionately.

“tara, what if attempted suicide one day?” you said, out of the blue. it was a suprise, “of course my life will be empty. i cannot live without you. i love you more than everything, if you have a problem, come talk to me okay?” you smiled at her.

she was tired already, “im going to sleep na. im so tired, mahal.”

“goodnight my beautiful, beautiful girlfriend! i love you.”

“goodnight tara, i love you too. sweet dreams.”

“thank you for taking care of me.” you mumbled, “your welcome.

a/n; this is shit

[stevie-petey]

ive been feeling a little stug deprived but i cannot for the life of me think of a blurb idea so,, hit me with a blurb you've been wishing to write about stug :3

anon u also stumped me like i KNOW i have blurbs ive been dying to be asked about but suddenly my mind is blank ,,,, pls take this silly thing my brain managed to concoct

enjoy !

"one more loop around the block before i take you home?" steves voice rasps out, husky from lack of use. neither of you have spoke much as he drives the two of you around hawkins. its been at least an hour now; music plays softly throughout the car and the windows are rolled down to let in the early june nights cool breeze.

you lean your head against the passenger seat and listen to freddie mercurys smooth voice as he plays over the speakers. hes become one of your favorite artists thanks to steve. "i dont want to go home just yet."

steve grins, he knew youd say this, and you smile at the knowledge that he knows you so well.

his fingers are wrapped lazily around the steering wheel as he takes a slow turn back towards downtown hawkins. you watch his movements, illuminated by the lamp posts that spill light onto the otherwise dark wooded street. its late, the first monday of june and the last day of your junior year.

it had been steves last day of high school, and all he had wanted to do was spend it with you in his car, driving in circles around your small town.

you close your eyes and allow the moment to seep into your bones. youre in steve harringtons car, there are crickets outside as he drives you around the town the two of you met and grew up in, and youre in the car with the boy that you love and you know that he loves you, too.

"you still with me, angel?"

you hum. "im still here, honey."

"your eyes are closed."

"im enjoying the moment," your eyes remain closed and yet you can feel the smile that steve flashes your way. you can hear it in his voice, you can feel the shift in the air.

the car slows down at one of hawkins only stop lights. steve looks over at you and feels a heavy wave of affection roll over him. youre curled into yourself in the passenger seat, your hair spills over the headrest as you close your eyes, and its rare that he gets to see you so relaxed. "i can take you home if youre tired."

"but i love driving around with you," you mumble, feeling sleep beginning to crawl over you. but steves car is warm and smells like home. "one more loop, please?"

again steve feels affection caress his face when he hears your words. youve only curled further into yourself and your eyes are still closed; steve knows you really are struggling to stay away now. its late, he knows he should get you home soon so you can sleep, yet steve cant bring himself to deny your request.

"one more loop, but then im taking you to bed."

you giggle, happy youve won, but you try to argue some more anyways. no one else has ever been able to match your wit, so you revel in the quips you share with steve. "fine, its the first day of summer. dont be such a grandpa."

steve laughs, his voice is still husky and you can feel it drape over your tired body. "angel, weve got all summer to drive around this stupid town."

weve got all summer.

"promise?"

more crickets chirp and the car begins to drive once more, the stoplight now green. freddie mercury sings about the love of his life and how he doesnt want her to hurt him. your question of a promise joins alongside his pleads, and steve understands.

"i promise." he reaches for your hand and you feel his soft lips press against your palm. hes slow with the kiss, as if hes sealing his promise with it, and your body fizzes at the touch. "now lets get you home."

you bring the hand that hes holding to your face and nuzzle against it, too tired to respond with words. you simply nod your head and keep his hand there as a content sigh escapes you. steve has to bite his lip, scared he'll say the three words that terrify him.

youre everything.

youre his everything.

but steve has all summer to tell you this.

so instead he drives you home, taking the long way just so his hand can rest against the dip of your cheek for an extra few minutes.

[human-projectile]

OOC I LOST NY BOOK AT SCHOOL, CURRENTLY WALKING HOME BUT OMG IM SO SCARED, IM NOT GOING TO SCHOOL UNTIL MONDAY SO I CANT FIND IT TMR, LITERALLY CRIED HALF WAY BECORE JUST STOPPING

(ooc - NOOOO FUCK MAYBE YOU CAN CALL THE SCHOOL FOR PERMISSION TO GO BACK AND FIND IT ???)

[i43tv]

helloooww

im typing this before our schools play (IG against all odds i wa sstill abel to particpate in this MF perf9rmance lol) cuz i finally got some time 2 myslrf ,,,,

so....... hectic weekend ,, i guess

im trying 2 type everyhting i rememebrr ebcausea lot of it is a blur and im afraid ill forget mroe of what happened

i only remmeber snapshots really

,,,, sorryn4 all the tyypos

fridya was when i planened 2 run awau from my parents house ,, i wannted 2 communte 2 my grandparents house in another city .. i brought enkugj money with me 2 do so n i made sure to wear my uniform thwt day so i can get a students discount on the buses i rode

i had a rehearsal onf ridau that ended in theevnein g n afterwards i went 2 theat cafe where i boigjt the overpriced ocffee lol

t the time i culd still hear my alters speak 2 me but as the night went on i clld hear them less and less n my head hurt so so bad like my brain was made of.lead and

nd the scariest parr of it was i think i stsrted to feel less likemyself

and more like i was doing actions detemrined by someone else

whenever i felt scared about goingto my grandparents house thsts so far awya all on my onw especially at nighttime

its likethe fear was automatically stamped our n shoced away

and replaced with kust . cold deadset determinaton

but r

but that wasnt me

thst easnt me at all

everytjing was snquiet inside my head n so was my surroundings

like mentalyi was dronwing in an ofean where i was alone n i couldnt hear anything whstsoeber

im very hyperssnesitive to noisebut for ocne everutjinf was quietand the silence scared me

,,,,, god i wasnt even entirely sure where i was oging

bur i gues sosmehow whatever was contorlling me then knew

i jsut kept ging and i kept going n i rode the buses and public vehicles inneede dtonreide

i nevr reached my grandparents house

i was walkign to the next stop n i wasnt payng attention to the eoad and i neaely got eun ove rby a car

i think thwt was enougj to mae me snap out of it somehow

i wudlve cried rogjt tjere if i wasnt in themiddle of the road ajd in public

god i wanted to cry so badly

i tirned sorund and went back gomeand it wa shard to catch a ride home but iw as able to find a bus n i went bakc n whiel i was a tht ebus i texted 1 of my irls asking if i ckuld dtay foe the nigh and thank godshe said yes

i couldnt tell ehr sbout thewhole situation but i tpld her i was having a hard night n i also told her ill stay untl monday too

and sb elet me

and i cried for the firs totmethst nignt in the bathrorom st her hksue

i took a short shower and changed into clean cloth3s n got blanekts and their little foam mattress n i stayed incher room playong vdeo games n talking n i cried a bit n she let me cry

n on sautday snd sundya i gont remmebr what hapepne drhen

but i woke up this morning n i think i can handle doing te fpromance so im herennow

i plan tk try again

running away from my parents house

mentlaly i keep xalling ot running qway from home but its not reallym hkme is it

it shouldnt be anyones home

i dont mind if i have to miss acouple week sof shcool

th3 year is almsot ending anwyay

i never cared wbour school it can go burn

things will beokay when i reach my grandparents house i know it

[kryceks]

kieren sideblog complaining essay

hi it’s me coming back to this blog bc i found the email and i need to write an essay on my feelings bc i feel crazy insane right now. i have been so crazy anxious recently and i know it’s definitely because of the impending new school but it’s making it hard to talk to people because im just so scared of everything which is the EXACT OPPOSITE of what i need right now if i want to be able to make friends at [college name]. so much has happened to me in the past week and everything is moving soooo quickly but it’s kind of my fault bc i waited so long to pay my tuition deposit. i feel so strange about every interaction i have lately and im back in “everyone wants to kill me” mode which is so unreal and i know it’s absurd and it’s just a crazy pattern i get into whenever im stressed and im trying my best to not let it take over but it’s getting crazy. in therapy on tuesday i was explaining my current scary issue and he was talking about how far ive come since my terrible winter and like yeah that’s true but here i am again getting back into these stupid ass patterns where i overthink things so much i can’t do them. i have had so much difficulty taking care of myself still & my apartment is still in shambles and im like trying to make a dent in it but it just goes back to awful again and i know i can ask one of my friends to come help me because she used to do that when i lived with nick but this is so bad im so embarrassed. i really really need to start making an even larger dent on my days off so if you guys see me blogging on monday and tuesday please kill me. i don’t think im depressed at the moment i think im just so not adjusted to the sisyphean tasks of life and thats something ive wanted and tried to work on but i just don’t try hard enough. i definitely have some health issue and its probably a vitamin deficiency going on but i forgot to tell my doctor during my appointment last week bc my hypersomnia seems worse like its so hard to get out of bed on my days off. when i can get out of bed i work on hobbies instead of cleaning which is a good thing that im able to do that again but also i need to be fixing my apartment. im just constantly going in circles about this and always complaining about it but never making significant progress in both executive function & being social irl and its like i know what i should do in these situations but i just cant and i feel like im making excuses for myself. so monday. i will try. also sorry if i go into hiding its because this all makes me so scared and then i get scared of how i interact with people when im stressed. i should put this under a readmore.

[nightssparcle]

15/12/2024

well this weekend was a shitshow...

so much stuff happened I dont know where my head is. Yesterday I wento to the Mall with my friend and before that I was sudying biology since I have an exam this Monday. Shopping was fun.

When I came back home I continued to study and I went to sleep earlyer because I had to wake up early today.

Today in my city there was a charity action. So basically a lot of schools and volunter groups and other clubs/groups gather in the main part of the city and they sell their old stuf. Its like an outside thrift shop, but all the money goes to the charity.

I was there first with my friend and later I was volunteering there.

It was great. I bought lots of cool and cute earings, a book, a necklace and a small present for my friend.

After everything I came back home and had a quick power nap before going back to studying.

I still need to finish studying biology and Im so scared for tomorrow.

To add a cherry on top I had to go get some eye drops because they are SO ITCHY.

That will be all for today, Im gonna go back to studying.

Love yall and as always keep hidrated and make sure yall ate today. <3 <3 <3

xoxo, your sparcle

[emperornero]

mom came back from the hospital grandma is feeling better she is in a stable state currently the doctors saved her . she was beggining to have a heart attack but didnt really have the heart attack but the heart still hurt and there is risk she can get another one if she leaves the hospital so she will stay there until monday for now so she can be on an iv and take meds . thank you for the kind words on my initial post i was very scared when mom left to the hospital i really hope everything turns out ok like it seems like it will currently . still wont be online tomorrow and maybe for the rest of the week really depending on how i feel but I need to visit her tomorrow and on saturday other than that im staying home i cant go to school feeling like thjs

[lostgirlmuseum]

cadence my beloved

howdy howdy!!

how are you?

how’s school?

anything interesting going on lately?

(kisses your head and hands you shiny objects)

💕💕💕hope you’re doing well💕💕💕

River my beloved!!! Thank you for reaching out 🥺 I am doing okay, I've just been somewhat busy and haven't found the energy to do much on tumblr. And like I've considered posting about life here but I know thats not what ppl follow me for and i dont want to annoy anyone lol

School is okay, I don't have too much work going on rn which is nice! Mostly what's been keeping me busy and my mind occupied is boys (half affectionate half derogatory) lmao

Long story short(ish. I can't for the life of me tell short stories, I blame the A.D.D.) there was this guy that asked me out on a couple dates a while ago and he was super sweet but I just wasn't really feeling it and I accidentally ghosted him for nearly a week bc I was so stressed about seeing him again (I didn't really want to but I know my therapist wanted me to try this)(side note, she's great, i love her).

Anywho, one day last week I was simply sitting outside in a grassy area on campus doing hw w/ a friend when a guy came up to me asking if I had seen a girl w/ a ferret (Thats a story for another time lol) and i was like "yes I have! But shes gone already :(" and he was like "do you have any photos" and i was like "yes i do!" so i gave him my # to send him the photos... and then he started texting me lol. and I thought he was cute and I hung out with him last monday and we saw Madame Web yesterday

(it was... um.. certainly a movie. It movied. It was fun but it was not good lol) and then we had lunch today and idk if my social battery plummeted or if I just got in my own head but suddenly I wasn't feeling it and now I am def in my own head.

Im not giving up tho i think I just need to recharge. I hope. I hope I'm not hopeless. I'm scared. Part of me is like I should text him too make sure he's not worried that I don't like him bc I dont want him to stress but another part of me is like DO NOT CONTACT ME FOR 2-3 BUSINESS DAYS I NEED TO THINK. AND MORE IMPORTANTLY NOT THINK.

On a different note, a couple hours ago I finally found the motivation to write which hasn't happened in a bit! I wrote the first scene of Honey pt. 2, yay!

Ok, enough rambling, how are you?? How is your life, anything interesting/new going on? And thank you for the head kisses and shiny objects, I'm sending them back tenfold. 💕💕💕

[yidhraloves]

“Monomania”

Mikey x Reader Part 2

Link to part 1:

When you woke up, you were somewhere else.

Everything was white, and you were lying in a bed of some sort- this must be the nurses office.

A lady approached you with an ice pack in her hand "Ah you've finally woken up!" She said, replacing the ice pack on your head "if it wasn't for this nice young man here, you would still be lying out there!"

Huh? Young man?

You looked around the room and spotted that Manjiro guy from class, smirking down at you.

You walked out of the room with his help after the nurse sent you out, since she had "important buisness to attend to".

Just as you exited the nurses office, you thanked him for saving you twice today.

"I should be thanking you, thanks for the chocolate this morning, especially since it's your favourite" he said "also please, call me mikey"

"Thanks again for the answers to the test" you replied

He simply smiled at you in response, and you two remained silent while walking out of the school building.

However, when you got out, he asked if you wanted to come over to his place to hang out.

You didn't know how to respond.

Why would someone as popular as Mikey invite you over to his house?

Ever since your popular best friend had changed schools, no one had invited you over to their place, especially not a boy.

"It's fine if you don't want to go" he said, with a nervous look on his face, since you took so long to answer.

After taking a deep breath you accepted his request and he dragged you to the back of the school, where the parking lot was.

He lead you towards a moped(correct me if im wrong), helped you get on and before you knew it, you had started driving at a fast speed.

You were a bit scared by how fast he was driving, so you held onto him really tight.

After 15 minutes of what felt like ages you finally arrived at his house. You were a bit dizzy and almost fell, but he grabbed your hand before you fell over. You took a proper look at his house-

Wow. It was huge! Modern! White! A bit too white... but still? Just how rich is this guy?

Your hand still in his, he dragged you into the house and led you to the living room, after which he plopped himself onto the couch.

"If you want anything to eat, just tell me!"

You nodded in response.

"Hmm, what to do?...Oo! Let's watch my favourite Movie!" he said happily.

You sat on opposite side of the couch that he was sitting on. God it was comfy. Nice and soft....

Just 5 minutes into the film and you were struggling to stay awake, how could you not? Your lack of sleep and the awfully comfortable couch made it almost impossible to not fall asleep.

You tried your best, but despite all of your efforts to stay awake, you fell asleep.

[vthetease]

One that was a beautiful poem, and two sorry for your loss

Thank you! I'll take a moment to talk about a topic I'm super passionate about which is suicide prevention and mental health awareness so this is warning it's gonna get really sad

This song always makes me think of his as he was such a gifted piano player and so graceful like the song but the dissonance slowly breaks your heart

Luke was one of the most most gentle, considerate, and talented individuals I've ever had the pleasure of sharing space with. He was brilliantly smart and played piano, cello, keyboard, and clarinet. We talked often in our classes together and back stages making jokes when waited for shows to start, and bring raised religiously, he had lots of questions about the real world and my exposure to it.

Our sophomore year, on a vacation to Nashville, Luke was harassed by several boys our year for taking photos at the pool. While I don't condone taking photographs of unaware people, it should be known that same year our varsity quarterback was expelled for actually taking pictures up a teachers skirt, so when they took video cornering him in the hotel until he admitted he was gay...

He struggled with his sexuality and depression for so long, and I was just a teenage girl myself. It wasnt always easy being Luke's friend. I had my own shit to sort, and Luke sometimes felt like the little brother nagging you to be better. The day he asked me to smoke weed for the first time sent a chill down my spine. He was hurting so bad, he'd given up on his ethics and moral code to soothe the pain.

I've seen many reactions to getting stoned, but I was so hurt when he was angry with me.

" give me that shit. stupid ass drugs "

In my anger I hadn't realized how scared he must have been

I took him home to sleep it off

And he started to get much more distant, but still around like a shell of his old, bubbly self

His first attempt was in the garage; he left the car on with the garage door closed.

His little sister found him, pulled him out and called his parents

She just graduated holding his picture

His second attempt, he did at school; he took half a bottle of caffeine medication, and collapsed. He was ambulanced to the hospital and there for three weeks for treatment. Medications and therapy and isolation

When he came back, so behind on class, and unfamiliar with his pieces for band, he looked me in the eyes and said,

" i go to where I want to die and look sometimes. If I try again... I'm going to succeed."

I have never hated someone so much as that moment. To put that on my shoulders when I can barely spend a night sober. I don't want you around me so I can influence you, and now Im responsible for keeping you alive

I went to an adult at the school, one of the only ones who truly knew what was going on, and she told me,

" you hit rock bottom and came back up. Sometimes you just have to let them ride it out. "

This is the same the woman who I told I was being abused and replied, " no you and him don't have the healthiest relationship but it could be worse!!"

On Monday, November 17th, 2019, he sat down at his table of 4.0 math whizzes and said,

" what would happen if you jumped off a bridge?"

And unbeknownst to those poor boys, with their textbooks and brains, they would go through gravity and angle prospects with a boy who would jump from an interstate overpass less than a mile away in less than 12 hours.

Our last interaction, in 7th period, study hall, that day, he asked me to borrow my computer charger, and instead of coming to sit next to me, he took it back to his seat. He brought it back at the end and he stared blankly at the wall before final bell.

I bump his shoulder and ask if he's good

Luke's last words are ones I cant say alone to this day

"it's just one of those days, I guess."

He didn't not leave a note, or a text

He did not say goodbye to me

He is buried in a graveyard less than 1000 meters from my mother's house

This song is the only real memory of the time I have after; its the only thing that helped my out of body feeling

I have never been the same without him, and will always wonder if I could have done more.

I miss him and go sit with him and talk with him alot.

It was painful to write this. I am crying. But you should be too. Everyone should. Luke deserved better and my community failed him.

I would do anything in my power to ensure no one else has to experience this pain. Because it hurts today just as awful as it did years ago.

Please, if you are struggling. Think about your loved ones and those who love them. Your pain will not disappear. It will transfer to everyone around you.

I genuinely would rather hear you rant, cry or scream than hear your obituary

You are so loved, and thank you for your love as well 💕 treat eachother gently