#im sorry this took me so long evan ;--;

[euryalex]

Dead by Daylight Killers and the Relliks in The Casting of Frank Stone

[pxltown]

When you get this, list 3 facts about your favorite sim and send it to the last 3 people in your notifications! Let's get to know each other's sims! 🤍

aaaa thank you so much, evan!! 🥺🫶🏽

i could not pick a fav between any of my sims asjhfgjh but there's never enough of makko in my blog <3

he was originally made for klayde's bachelorette (we miss u klayde) but he's been stuck in my brain ever since

cannot bear to go anywhere without his guitar and will lose his mind if he went a day without being out in the sun

he's very private and enjoys a lot of quiet time by this abandoned lighthouse!! all the problems in the world goes away when he gets to deep his toes in the sand

[prentisslvr]

established relationship with buck, where she keeps getting sent love letters by someone she saved and he is not having it

HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU

summary: the guy you had saved during a shift, had fell in love with you and will not stop sending you love notes, and gifts. buck is not impressed

genre: fluff

warning: jealousy, creepy behaviour??? idk.

authors note: sorry this took me so long, i recently got covid-19, (in 2024 is crazy i know) but i’ve been super sick and barely able to do anything but im feeling better and decided to get onto answers asks!! so here!!

“another one?” buck asked exasperated, as you pick up the flowers, and note that had been left of the doorstep, he wanted to rip those flowers out of your hands, and stomp on them until the man who sent them could feel it.

“i gotta give it to the guy, he’s committed.” you say, chucking the flowers straight in the bin, opening the letter carefully. “shall we see what he’s got to say this time.”

evan takes the letter from your hands, ripping it to pieces before dropping it in the bin.

“no.”

evan said taking a seat on the sofa. “your little secret admirer needs to take a hint, he’s not wanted.”

you take a seat beside him and tilt you head. “it would be helpful if i knew who he was, then i could tell him i already have a handsome boyfriend in which i am hopelessly devoted to.”

buck smiled and let out a breath, leaning in and pecking your lips. “he doesn’t stand a chance.”

over the next few weeks the letters continued showing up, sometimes at the station, with flowers, chocolates, and even at one point, he had send the whole team treats.

and then it stopped for a while.

until it didn’t.

“okay this is getting creepy.” hen admits, eyes trained on the table full of flowers, treats, a bundle of flowers with the words. ‘marry me’ spelt across them, laid across the table, with all your favourite flowers.

“evan is going to flip out.” you groan. “get rid of it! all of it, this creepy fucking loser is trying to ruin my relationship before it’s barely began, i’ll be damned if he succeeds.”

“ouch babe, i didn’t know you thought of me as a creepy fucking loser.”

your head whips around and evan is stood with a ring in his hands, getting down on his knee in a swift fashion, the crack of the box opening up is all that can be heard.

silence.

the whole team watched with gaping mouths, and held their breaths.

“this was you?” you whisper, walking towards him. “not that creepy stalker guy?”

“i took care of him a few weeks ago.” buck says with a smirk. “i saw him leaving the note one day, when i came to visit, told him you weren’t interested and i was going to marry you. to he honest, the guy took it like a champ.. anyways, my knees getting numb, so what do you say?”

you nod quickly, forcing him to stand up, and shakily put the ring on your finger, the kiss which followed was indescribable, you weren’t kissing your boyfriend any longer, but you were kissing your fiancé.

he pulled away grabbing your face, the 118 who were watching with grins.

you were hopelessly devoted to this man, and it would be like that for the rest of your lives.

[alonetimelover]

Do you think you could do a blurb of competitive swimmer!y/n? I always see blurbs of y/n being different types of athletes but never a competitive swimmer lol. Face claim could be kaylee mckeown?

pairing: Harry x swimmer!reader

fc: Kaylee McKeown

a/n: I am so sorry it took me so long to make this request, but despite that, i hope you'll enjoy it!

masterlist taglist

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harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY followed YN YSN. YN is a competitive swimmer from Australia, and she's been following Harry for a while (she stated multiple times that she's a fan)!

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ynupdates 'i mean, i always request his [harry's] songs at practice. i think he's great' GIRLLLLLL

⤷ ynsmybestie she manifested, i think

hArrysbtch isn't she an Olympian?

⤷ ynupdates she is! gold medalist too!!!

harrysmoustache ohhhhh, i see somethin cookin

user93 why

user023 that's odd but im gonna wait and see what this unfolds

ynsmymama girl, teach me how to make my crush notice me

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ynupdates

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ynupdates YN via her IG story!!

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harryupdates oh, she's hilarious!!!

ynsmybestie my poor baby! i would react the same if Chros Evans followed me

⤷ ynsfan39 i would react that way if SHE followed me

⤷ ynsmybestie true!

hArrysbtch oh i already love her

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harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY VIA HIS DELETED IG STORY !!!

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hArrysbtch iendjskiw

hArrysbtch what the fuck

hArrysbtch i don't know what to react to first? like....

hArrysbtch ONE DIRECTION SHIRT?????? HAVING A CRUSH????? COPING YN'S STORY????

ynupdates ijust know yn is smiling so much and kicking her feet

harrysmoustache i just spend some time on yns ig and let me tell you: she's beautiful, she's successful and she's hilarious! Good for you harry

ynsmybestie well.... he's having a concert in Sydney soon

⤷ harrysfan93 why does it matter?

⤷ ynsmybestie yn said multiple times that she wanted to attend at least one night in Sydney! i just hope they somehow meet each other!

harrysfan82 harry, learn how to use your close friends or correct ig account

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yourinstagram 🍒 out! i think i won't be able to jump around though... unless...

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yourbestfriend i have tape, babe! you're gonna be jumping and not flashing people for free!

⤷ yourinstagram life saver!

ynupdates have a good night!

harryupdates this is what i call THE outfit

hArrysbtch and SHES HOT???? fuck off

harrysmoustache i love women

harrystyles red is definitely my favourite colour

⤷ yourinstagram favourite enough to sing cherry for me?

⤷ harrystyles nice try

⤷ ynsmybestie yn blink twice if you're freaking out

⤷ yourinstagram *blink* *blink*

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harryupdates

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harryupdates "Why so many of you are wearing red, huh? What? Oh! You guys work quick! I'm not blushing, go away! Go away! I'm not singing Cherry, it's y'all's fault!" HARRY TONIGHT IN SYDNEY

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hArrysbtch he was blushing so much, oh god!

harrysmoustache he's smitten

ynsmybestie i know yn was giggling there

⤷ harrysfan40 she was! i was standing near her and she was blushing too!

stylesbabie harry has a cruuuuuush

harrysmylife i think we gonna witness the beginning of the great relationship

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram all hearts for the fruit man 🍉🍒🍇🍓🥝

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yourbestfriend oh we look good good

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ynupdates night 2 baby!

harryupdates i can't wait for another interaction tonight!!

stylesbabie i swear im not drooling

harrysmoustache i still live women

harrystyles no red?

⤷ yourinstagram who said im not wearing any red?

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ynsmybestie yn, baby, i saw that comment, and i have one sentence to say: you naughty naughty girl, get that man!

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The audience for the second show in Sydney was incredible. The energy beaming from the crowd and towards Harry was almost overwhelming, hard to believe in. People were jumping and having the time of their lives. And so did Harry. Especially because of one of the audience members that was very special to Harry for the past few weeks.

"Okay, guys! Now is the moment for some talk, isn't it?" Harry screamed into the mic and smiled when the arena was filled with screams and whistles. He loved the love he was receiving. "Today was incredible whether, did you guys catch some sunlight, took a walk, swim maybe? You guys know how to swim, right?"

Once more, people around Harry screamed from the top of their lungs, but he got his eyes on that one person. Just her.

"What is it, that the person that swims the best in this room screams so quietly, huh?"

He took a few steps forward to get closer to where YN was standing with her best friend. She just shrugged at his question and grinned at him, eyes shining.

"She's shrugging. Well, what do I need to do to make you scream more, goldie?"

And that was the moment when Harry really regretted the question he had just posed. Or maybe regretted wasn't the best word to describe it. Let's say he wished he asked that in a more private setting. Though he didn't mind the loudness that the question had caused.

"A few things, really!"

Harry was surprised that YN was able to be heard but smiled at the response, giving her a thumb up.

Well, maybe there really was something growing between them.

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hArrysbtch

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hArrysbtch this is harry right after asking yn what he could do to make her scream more and her replying with: a few things.... boy, you had one job

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harryupdates he was so extra tonight!

ynupdates the flirting went to another level

ynsmybestie he called her goldie 🫠

harrysmoustache he could flirt, smirk, tease but he decided to just do the 'thumb up' smh

ynsmybestie oh they're gonna be together in no time !!!

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harryupdates HARRY SWIMMING IN SYDNEY TODAY! YN WAS SEEN WITH HIM!

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ynupdates show-off

hArrysbtch i know he wanted to impress her

harrysmoustache the back muscles...

yourinstagram feet not placed properly, and twisted posture

⤷ harrystyles i thought it was 'that is very nice, harry'

⤷yourinstagram i was talking about you back muscles

⤷ ynsmybestie girl, have you seen yours? they are immaculate

⤷ harrystyles i agree

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yourinstagram swam, dined and wined with you 🧜🏻‍♂️

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harrystyles is that... is that a merman?

⤷ yourinstagram didn't you say you felt like in h2o just add water?

⤷ harrystyles naur

harryupdates soft launch!

ynupdates you looked beautiful!!! where is that dress from?

⤷ harrystyles it's Gucci.

⤷ yourinstagram no, it's not. it's my mom's dress altered to my measurements, love!

hArrysbtch she's soo beautiful

ynsmybestie how did you manifested baby?

⤷ yourinstagram pure luck this time

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a/n: here we go with another athlete!reader. i feel like im collecting them like infinity stones. two down, more to go...

[mvltisstuff]

so sorry to bother you! how’s summer going so far?

could i request a buck x reader inspired by the song “what was i made for?”, like in particular the lines “im sad again, don’t tell my boyfriend, its not what he’s made for”. i’m struggling with some stuff and this song bring me comfort, i thought that maybe you could combine the two things that make my day less heavy.

if not its completely fine! thank you anyway🫶🏻

what was i made for - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

gif from @housewifebuck <3

a/n: my summers been going well, thank you for asking! i hope your summer is going beautifully, and i hope august brings you the best! the barbie movie actually touched my heart so bad… i hate you greta gerwig (i love you thank you for barbie and little women pls never stop making movies) i kind of made this as my interpretation of the song, but i hope you feel connected to this as well <3 i’m not too sure how i feel about this yet, but i wanted to get something out for you.

bucks filled with glory every day. he walks into a room with a bright smile on his face, making everyone feel safe and loved. y/n loves his lovely grin, savoring every minute she can get with him. the moment she met him on shift, she knew that he was someone incredible.

she works at another station near the 118, and she also lives with buck in his apartment. missing him everyday, she comes home into his arms and everything goes away. he seems so calm, and she doesn’t understand how he does it. all he’s been through, and all he sees on the daily. it’s starting to feel like she could crumble up at work, and it’s formed a new branch of displeasure in her life.

when y/n got her new placement in california, she thought the station would be more of a warm welcome. when she walked in, the masculine energy was almost overwhelming. she didn’t want to get her hopes up, maybe it won’t be that bad after all.

the small comments were what did it. their humbling chuckles afterwards were the cherry on top. they weren’t outright degrading her for her gender, but the hints of misogyny peeked their way through.

it made every single day hell, her not getting to work to her fullest and being held down by the other firemen. she fought to get into the academy, and she worked her ass off every day. she’s as good, if not better, as everyone here, but they’re too blind with ignorance to see it. the worst part is that they seem like genuine people to everyone else. y/n felt like she had to fight to get a grain of respect, but the rest of her team accepts everyone else effortlessly.

she never once thought about this as a teenager, thinking about her dream job. she never imagined that she’d be tied down with ropes over something she could not control. y/n longed for that naivety again. when she could go about her life, not worrying about what anyone else thought. she wore her clothes however she wanted, and it stopped too early. she watched the men around her, and slowly realized that they’re not her friends. reality set in and took its course, slowing her down with the weight of society. she just wishes it could go back to the way it was when she was young and uneducated, and she never realized how quickly it ended.

she doesn’t say a word to buck about her days. she replies with a single word and she lets her boyfriend talk about his day. she’s sure it’s better than his, and there’s a part of her that envies him. their line of work isn’t easy for anyone, but somehow, it looked much easier on her boyfriend than it did for her.

firefighting once was her dream, her passion. now, it was her burden, her chore.

y/n didn’t want to fall into the stereotype of the ‘weak’ women who couldn’t handle the pressure. she stayed, letting herself fall behind as the others moved ahead. every single day was exhausting, and she wondered why she ever was told the saying, ‘you were born to do this’.

the days became monotonous, the same bullshit every day at work and then going home to sleep. it’s insane how words can hurt more than anything else, as they stole more of her energy with every remark and joke. she tried so hard not to let it get to her, but it just wore her out. was it really worth it if she was being treated like this?

buck noticed the changes in her attitude whenever they were to meet up again. he didn’t want to bother her, so he never mentioned it. he was so scared to make it worse. he’s gotten too much backlash from trying to make things better, so he tries to keep more to himself.

it became more visible to him the pain y/n had. she looked disappointed every morning, any mention of work, her face dropped. he never heard good things about where she worked, but he didn’t question it too much.

the five-alarm fire was the day buck finally pieces together the puzzle. he crossed paths with her, stopping to see her as the fire was settling down and was now under control. he had just ran back out, throwing his gear onto the engine and moving over to y/n.

“y/n!” he beams, seeing a corner of her mouth creep up. he was the sunshine in her dreary days, and she couldn’t help but feel a little hope when she saw him. it wasn’t enough of a cover for buck not to notice though. “how are you doing tonight? i think i’m off after this, if you wanna get drinks before going home?”

y/n wants to agree, to see her real friends at the 118, but she has a premonition that she’ll be exhausted anyway.

“sorry, buck,” she sighs. “i’m kind of tired already, and i just wanted to go home tonight.”

“that’s ok,” he tells her, still off about her mood. “hey, you know you can talk to me, right?”

“yeah, why?”

“i just feel like somethings wrong. i don’t want to make you upset but i don’t want you to be hurting alone.”

“i’m not hurting, buck,” she says through laughs, but he sees right through it.

“hey, what’s goi-“

“y/l/n!” her captain yells out. “did you get those files from earlier about the last five alarm?”

“not yet, sir,” she turns. “i was out on a call. i asked derosa to grab them for me before i left.”

her captain turns to face him, who just shrugs and comes up with an excuse. “sorry, cap, i forgot about getting those.”

“don’t worry about it,” he groans. “i told you to get those asap, what have you been doing?”

“i’ve been working, cap,” she replies back to him. it’s a clear answer, no lies or attitude.

“i don’t need the sass, y/l/n,” he sighs, looking down at her. she’s done what she’s asked, she’s saved lives and somehow it’s not enough. “i’ll be expecting those when we get back.”

he walks away, boots stomping and crunching on the cement beneath him. y/n turns back around to buck. “i guess i’ll be in a little after than you.”

“but didn’t the other guy forge-“

“buck, stop,” she tells him. “it’s nothing to worry about.”

“no, it matters to me if they’re not treating you right.”

“i’m being treated fine,”

“he just rolled his eyes at you and let the guys mock you. if derosa said the same thing, he’d be moving on,” buck throws one of his hands up, increasing y/n’s anxiety as he gets more and more upset. he can see it now, what’s been going on. he doesn’t see another woman with the same number on her helmet. y/n tries to deescalate the matter, but buck only wants to persevere and help. he knows he can, and he’s confused why she doesn’t want him too.

“i know what you want to do, but trust me, it only makes things worse. they don’t need to see my boyfriend defending me, it’s just another thing they can throw at me.”

“y/n, please-“

“no, buck!” her voice grows in volume, making her team look at her more. “just… i’ll see you at home, ok?”

he can see the slight shine in her eyes and she shakiness in her hands. he knows she gets like this when she’s anxious, and he feels even worse. he never, ever wanted to make it harder on her, and he can sense that he might’ve. when y/n turns to walk back to her engine, he overhears the little comments again.

“c’mon, y/l/n!” one of the men teases. “do you need a shoulder to cry on, sweetheart?”

“a smile would look nice on you,” another says. buck has no clue what to do. he knows anything he does will just fall onto her lap. he curses that it’s this way, but he knows he has to try and make a change.

he gets settled at home, the late hours of the night settling in. he’d been home for a while, y/n walking in with a folder in her hands and a weakened expression on her face. he stand up instantly, walking over to her and taking her bag to set it down. he lets the silence fill for a moment before speaking again.

“why didn’t you tell me they were like this?”

“you wouldn’t get it, buck.”

“i know that i don’t, but i want to hear you,” he tries to get her to open up, wanting so badly to comfort her through this. the reminders only aggravate her, and she feels guilty for feeling this way toward buck. he’s never done anything wrong, but she feels like everything is on her right now.

“fine,” she drops her phone down on the counter as he sits on one of the barstools. “that’s not even the worst they’ve said. i get shit like that every single day because they’re threatened by me. i have been getting through all my testing to get the hell out of there because it never stops. how i work, how i clean, how i look, if i wear make-up to work, i’m trying too hard, if i don’t wear any, i don’t look professional enough. if i try and intervene to give them the best option, i’m abrasive and bossy. if i don’t say anything, i’m submissive and that’s exactly what they want! i am nothing but a decoration for them. i am treated like a probie when i have probably been working twice as hard to get to where they are. maybe, if i had a dick, they’d say im a hard worker and i’d be praised, but im just a woman. and there is nothing anyone can do about it.”

buck looks into her eyes, seeing them fill with self-pity and hopelessness. he sees the tiredness in her eyes, his heart breaking even more. he fumbled with his fingers, not sure of what to say. “so, i have to help myself. on my own, buck. or the loop will start all over again.”

“i- um, i don’t-,” he mumbles, not really knowing what to say. “im so, so sorry, y/n.”

“you don’t have to be sorry, love,” she says. “i love you more than anything, but i never knew how sick i could get of men being this way.”

buck stands, walking over to her and taking her hands in his. “i want to help you. i’ll never understand what this feels like, but you have to know that i’m here for you.”

“i know, buck,” she smiles a little, starting to disintegrate the pain in her face. “i just didn’t know this was a competition.”

the night moves on, nothing at work changing despite bucks efforts. he texted his whole team, ranting and complaining and being taken aback by the way his sister and hen said, “that’s just how it is sometimes.” y/n pushes through the next few weeks, as well as cramming in any exams she has to move up and out of this station that can’t handle her.

when she’s alerted about a new position at the 118 from a retired firefighter, she knows what she has to do. she knows what she’ll say, but she knows the truth. she is worth more than any of what those men might say to her.

the last shift she has, she packs up her things as everyone leaves their usual stuff in. she has an extra bag, stuffing her belongings that she usually leaves there. “you finally fleeing, y/l/n?” her coworker says, gaining laughs from the rest of the men in the locker rooms.

“they all do, eventually.”

“actually, i got a job somewhere else,” she grins, looking down at them, watching them slip their shoes on as she stands up. they barely look at her, not a care in the world that she’s leaving. she’s reminded of the rankings at the 118, and how all of these firefighters would kill to be working at the highest station around.

“where, dispatch?” one jokes.

“the new lieutenant spot at the 118 is mine,” she tells them, turning heads as she picked up the rest of her stuff and started to head out the door. y/n can sense the jealousy on each of them creeping up. she peeks her head in one last time. “have fun here, firemen.”

as she drives home, she knows she has buck waiting for her. when she walks in, she knows she won. she has one of the highest spots in the city and the most loving man in her arms. buck noticed the change in her, seeing her at work finally content in a workplace free of scrutiny. she feels whole again, knowing that she’s wanted and appreciated here. it’s a family now, and it’s everything she’s wanted.

when buck sees that bright smile that he missed dearly walk back in the front door, he knows that he’s won.

[positivelyholland]

Hey sunshine, it’s meeeeee!

So could you write something with Chris x daughter reader when she’s not having the best past couple of weeks because her brain just won’t let her communicate what she wants to (her brain just isn’t braining) and chris knows when she gets like this her anxiety is though the roof because she can’t explain anything it’s almost like her mind is just detached from herself it makes her panic badly. So it’s a lot of comfort, bluey and communication strategies because he knows it’s hard for her, so he gets scott to take her out because she’s hasn’t been out the house in a hot minute just to get her some fresh air and some of her comfort foods like apple sauce because it slaps. They just have a fun and slow couple of days until her brain finally decides it wants brain again, even if it’s as slow and spending a day in chris’ bed with bluey or going on a walk with Scott and dodger. Just comfort and to be able to slow down that’s all she needed

pairing: chris evans x daughter!reader

genre: comfort & fluff

summary: when school gets to be too much, you're dad comes and saves the day

warnings: being overwhelmed

A/N: im so sorry that it took me long to respond to this, my dear! hopefully the wait was worth it and this can be all that you wanted it to be

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You sit at your desk, surrounded by what felt like a mountain of books, papers, assignments, and so on. School has become extra overwhelming lately, and you're struggling to keep up.

You had been working on your homework for hours at this point, and you were just about to reach your tipping point.

That tipping point came sooner than you thought as you finished what you assumed to be your millionth essay of the day, just to realize that you didn't save your progress.

That's when the tears started falling.

Just before you about ruined your art homework by crying, you head a gentle knock on your bedroom door. You sniffle, hastily wiping away your tears, and call out, "Come in."

The door creaks open, and you see your dad, standing there with a sympathetic smile. His presence alone is enough to provide some solace. You've always admired him—his kindness, his strength, and his unwavering support.

"Hey, kiddo," Chris says, stepping into the room. "I noticed you've been pretty stressed lately... and now you're crying so I'm a little concerned, mind if I come in and talk?"

You shake your head, and he walks over to your desk, taking a seat beside you. His comforting presence feels like a warm shield against the stress that surrounds you.

"What's been going on, y/n?" Chris asks, concern evident in his voice.

You take a deep breath and pour your heart out, sharing your struggles, fears, and frustrations. You talk about the constant pressure to excel, the feeling of never being good enough, and the anxiety that has been building up within you.

Chris listens intently, his eyes filled with empathy. When you finish, he places a hand on your shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"You know, you're doing a really good job, but i understand that it can be hard to do a good job sometimes" he says, his voice soothing. "But it's important to remember that you're not alone in this. We'll find a way to make it through together."

A glimmer of hope flickers in your eyes as you absorb his words. Your dad, understands your struggles and is determined to help you overcome them. Inspired by his unwavering support, you wipe away the remaining tears and give him a small nod.

"Alright, then," Chris says with a mischievous smile. "Enough of the studying for today. It's time for a break."

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his sudden shift in tone. "What do you have in mind?"

He stands up and extends a hand toward you. "How about we go on an adventure? We'll leave the books behind for a while and focus on having fun."

You hesitate for a moment, but the idea of spending time with your dad, escaping the suffocating stress, is too tempting to resist. And besides, you don't get chances to spend an entire day having fun with your dad instead of doing homework.

You reach out, your hand slipping into his, and he pulls you to your feet.

Chris leads you downstairs, and soon, the two of you are stepping out into the sunshine, Dodger's leash in hand. As the three of you walk together, he fills the air with his infectious laughter, making your worries melt away.

First, he takes you to a local park. You swing on the swings, feeling weightless as the wind rushes through your hair. He pushes you higher and higher, shouting encouragement and laughing alongside you.

Doing all this just like you did when you were a little girl. You finished at the park with a game of fetch with Dodger.

Next, you head to the arcade, where Chris challenges you to a series of friendly competitions. You cheer each other on, while both of you still want to be the winner.

As the two of you celebrate victories and laugh off defeats, all the stress and worry seem like distant memories.

When you're both worn out from games, Chris suggests grabbing ice cream. You eagerly agree, savoring each spoonful as you stroll through the city streets, talking about anything and everything. Chris listens intently, offering advice and sharing stories of his own struggles.

"Remember, kiddo," Chris whispers, his voice soft and comforting. "Life can get tough, but it's the moments like these that make it all worthwhile. You're strong, resilient, and capable of great things. Don't let the challenges define you."

His words resonate deep within your heart, filling you with newfound determination. With Chris by your side, you realize that you can face anything that comes your way.

After a good nights sleep, the next morning you settle back at your desk, ready to tackle your mountain fo work with a renewed sense of purpose. Armed with the love and support of your dad, you know you can do anything.

[c0mbatchameleon]

THAT ROSEKILLER NITRILE GLOVES HC?? im not okay. very much not okay. PLEASE share more. im almost begging you, omg i love your mind

Ok sorry this took a minute I’ve been busy w graduation stuff but thank u baby this ask had me giggling and kicking my feet

Ok idk how much more I have abt rosekiller rn but let me brainstorm and throw some things at the wall (nsfw below)

Ok in the same vein as the nitrile gloves thing, they just scream medical fetish yk? The doctor-patient researcher-subject power dynamic. Like…… The doctor’s chair, the tools, fucking stirrups ok wait is like Evan being a gyno and barty a patient too far u guys idk. Anyways evan always has this schooled, concentrated face as he works, poking and prodding and inspecting, maybe a sly lil smirk sometimes but you can never tell if it’s one of desire or more akin to a scientist pleased at some new discovery he’s made. He’s edging or overstimulating barty for hours just to see how long it takes him to pass out. He knows the man’s body inside and out because he’s literally been studying it, cataloging all his responses and capacities and pressure points and sensitive spots and pain tolerances, all down to a science. He knows all the spots to press to knock barty out, he knows how to make him come in exactly 2 minutes, he knows how to keep him on the edge for hours, he knows how to make the hair on the back of his neck stand up and how to make his left leg twitch, the exact spot behind his ear that makes him shiver when a nail scrapes it every time, the exact spot inside of him that makes his eyes roll back and hips buck when pressed every time, etc. barty loves being his little lab rat. barty would let Evan snap his neck the way researchers do with actual lab rats

Also they’re big with masks. That’s just a no brainer. If we’re in canon universe? They’re so obviously fucking with the death eater masks on SORRY.

And like specifically they alternate which one of them wears a mask, sometimes it’s some corny roleplay scenario like barty in a ski mask pretending to break in or kidnap Evan or something. And he always tries to catch Evan off guard with it. It’s so funny to think of Evan sitting at home working on one of his Tasks (pinning moths for decoration, assorting his collection of deadly plants, knitting, building a gun from scratch, making those ships in a bottle with a long tweezer and unsettlingly steady hand, plotting the fall of democracy, etc) and barty just bursts in with a ski mask on (its the 3rd time this month he’s broken the door) and Evan let’s out a very tiny sigh and calmly & meticulously places everything down before barty is there with a knife to his neck. barty doesn’t let his emotionless (almost bored) reaction fool him cuz he can also see how painfully hard Evan gets right away

Evan, on the other hand, opts for one of those plague doctor masks and it makes Barty lose his mind

[soniccrazygal]

A Matter of ‘Pride’

Mike paced back and forth in his ‘bedroom’, the sound of creaking metallic joints and soft thuds from his heavy steps filling the silent air. He wasn’t exactly sure how long he had been locked and isolated in his room as his internal clock had been deactivated and there wasn’t any other means to truly mark the passage of time. Mike’s best guess was that it had been several days, maybe even a week based on the times he’s had to recharge.

It felt far longer than that though as every second had felt like an eternity as he agonized over how his siblings were doing without him there to help protect them and without him to play peacekeeper when the stress got too much. Elizabeth and Gregory especially were usually at odds with each other…

Oh Superstar… I’m so sorry… Mike thought mournfully, his stride a bit unsteady as fresh guilt flooded him. He had naively believed that simply getting the younger out of the Pizzaplex would be enough to save him from the horrors that lurked beneath it, but now the poor child had to deal with being recently murdered, sharing a body not meant for him, and forced to comply under the rule of his killer.

Gregory was understandably chafing against the restrictions of this new ‘life’ and lashing out when he could. He barely had time to even mourn his death before William had started cracking down on his ‘behavior’. Elizabeth wasn’t helping matters by being more quick to fall and line and saying that Gregory should do the same.

And I left them alone… Mike though guiltily, pace picking up as anxious energy flowed through him. Granted he hadn’t been given much of a choice. Mike still couldn’t believe the audacity William had to ‘suggest’ they have ‘family bonding time’ every day and just assume they would all be okay with it.

Like they’ve been a family in decades.

Of course Mike had scoffed at the very idea and made it clear he refused to entertain William’s delusions that they could ever return to what they once were. The result had been Mike getting shocked for his words and locked in his room.

“Have you been stewing in the consequences of your own actions enough yet?” William asked casually from where he leaned in the doorway, making Mike jump and whip around in surprise. “Or you do still need a few more days to get over your stubborn pride?”

“My pride?” Mike snarled in disbelief and anger, giving his ‘father’ a hateful glare. “It isn’t pride that makes me refuse to spend time playing board games with a child killing psychopath! Why would I ever want to act like we’re still family you monstrous delusional fre-!”

Mike cut off with a wince of pain as the shocking system activated, hunching over slightly as the painful electricity flooded his body before dissipating. William gave Mike a disappointed look as he said, “Michael… haven’t I made it clear that you will always be my son? I will always love you and want you to be apart of my family, despite your previous attempts to destroy it by being the cause of your siblings deaths.”

Mike knew William was just preying on his old wounds to manipulate him, but the stab of guilt that went through him still felt far more painful than the electricity that had been hurting him just a moment earlier.

“That isn’t fair,” Mike said, trying his best to sound firm. “You can’t blame me for everything you’ve done…”

“Perhaps not, but there wouldn’t have been nearly as many deaths if you hadn’t kept impeding my progress,” William replied, standing up straight and stepping fully into the room. “And never forget that you’re a murderer too. You killed Evan and I’m the one that had to figure out how to put him back together.”

“It was an accident…” Mike weakly defended as he instinctively took a step back, all his old guilt and self loathing being dragged to the surface at William’s words. “I-I didn’t mean to… not like you!”

“I simply did what I had to to save this family,” William replied coldly as he stepped even closer, looming over Mike. “Nothing is more important to me than this family and I will do whatever it takes to make sure it remains intact and eternal. Something I would think you’d appreciate as I made sure you wouldn’t be able to harm your siblings ever again.”

“I’d never do anything to hurt them!” Mike shouted back, hating how easily William was able to make him feel like a simple rebellious teenager again.

“And yet you’re doing just that now,” William pressed on, not giving Mike time to organize his thoughts. “They’ve been asking about you you know? Asking how you’re doing and if they can see you… They miss you Michael and I hate denying them something so basic as being able to see you, but I can’t let your stubbornness go unchecked, not anymore. So ask yourself Michael… is your pride in refusing to spend a few hours with me and the whole family each day really worth not being able spend the rest of your time with them?”

Mike knew William wasn’t right, not really, but there was no point in trying to convince the madman of things like logic and morals. And in the end, Mike couldn’t deny that William had a point. Trying to deny William’s ‘request’ for time with the whole family was not worth being kept isolated from his siblings. He couldn’t leave them alone to face William without him there to be a buffer from the madman’s wrath and to provide what little comfort and protection he could.

Mike hated it, but he had no choice but to play along in this instance.

“Alright…” Mike sighed in defeat, his entire posture slumping a bit as he submitted to William’s demands. “I’ll participate in your stupid family bonding activities… just let me be able to be with my siblings again!”

“See… was that so hard?” William said with a pleased smile. “If you just obey me like you should, then I wouldn’t be forced to punish you like this so often. Come then, let’s go tell Evan and Elizabeth the good news.”

Mike had to force himself to remain silent as he had a lot of choice words he wanted to yell at William, but he couldn’t risk losing this chance to finally be back with his siblings again. William lead the way into the main room and the moment Evan and Elizabeth spotted Mike tailing behind him, the both lit up with relieved smiles.

“Mikey!” They both shouted in excitement as they ran forward to hug their brother, Mike automatically kneeling down to accept them into his arms.

“I missed you so much Mikey!” Elizabeth said as she squeezed Mike. “Don’t go away for that long again!”

“Gregory and I were trying to figure out how to sneak in to see you,” Evan whispered as he pressed up against Mike. “But we were worried we’d just get you in more trouble…”

“I’m here now though,” Mike assured as he held them close. “And I promise I’ll try not to leave you guys alone that long again…”

He knew that promise would mean complying more to William’s wishes, but Mike still made the promise anyway. His siblings were the most important thing to him and he had to be here for them in any way he could. He would always end up putting them first no matter what.

And from the smug smile Mike could see on William’s face… his father knew that too…

[lenaboskow]

IM INDECISVE 📓💭🔎🔥🍎

LISTENNNNNN THIS IS ME PRACTICING SELF RESTRAINT

batting my eyelashes at you, twirling my hair and reminding you that you knew this is who i was when you married me

hi baby sorry this took so long but only the best for you <3 (i'll get the blankets for the couch)

📓--

“Evan, I promise you you are not a shitty friend. I just– you do realize this is almost the exact way you acted when Eddie was hanging out with Tommy, right?”

“But I don’t like Josh, not that way,” Buck replied. 

“You didn’t like Tommy all that much, either, considering you broke up with him after only a few months.”

💭-- (i can't remember if i ever posted anything with this in a previous game so if this isn't new then oops)

Evan Buckley always wondered what it’d be like to meet his soulmates. Since the day he was born, he’d walked around with a reminder of one of them, two black lines wrapped around his right arm, right below his elbow. When he was younger, Maddie had told him his soulmate could either match it, or compliment it, but he wouldn’t know which until he met them.

When he asked her how he’d know it was them if they didn’t match, she’d just smiled and said “You’ll know”.

He never realized exactly how he’d know.

🔎-- (i wrote this just for you baby)

Bobby sat next to him while Buck was in surgery, explained that he’d had him drive because he didn’t want to make Eddie watch another partner die in the back of an ambulance, but it felt like a half-truth. The knowledge that it wasn’t just himself comparing the event to him losing Shannon, despite the fact that he and Buck weren’t together, didn’t help.

The comparison was also the reason that Eddie hadn’t entered Buck’s hospital room. He’d stood outside it, sure, but he hadn’t gone inside. Even seeing Buck in his peripheral vision when glancing at Bobby sitting by his son’s side was too much. The last time he’d seen someone hooked up like Buck was, it was Shannon in the back of the ambulance. He could still hear Chimney’s voice saying “If I put this tube in, there’s a good chance it’s not coming back out”. It was all he could think of when he looked at Buck, so he didn’t.

🔥-- (this entire chapter is shaping up to be incredibly domestic i apologize in advance)

When Eddie woke up the next morning, it was to a warm weight pressing up against his back and over his side; a weight he hadn’t felt since quarantine. He’d gotten so used to it back then, that when it came time for him to return home, he’d had to practically glue his mouth shut to prevent him from asking Buck to come back with him. 

The look on Buck’s face had told him he was thinking the same thing.

🍎--

“I think you’re taking this a little too seriously, Buck.”

“No, I’m not. You weren’t at the last bake sale, you didn’t hear what she said.”

“Well, the brownies were a little crispier around the edges than normal, but that’s fine! We’re firefighters, the PTA understands that sometimes we’re a little rushed to do things and will accidentally leave the brownies in the oven for a minute longer than we’re supposed to because we're tired from shift."

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make me write

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tag list (for the burn the loft fic): @mazzystar24 @domesticationkills @nosaladallowed-ao3

[thedvilsinthedetails]

Hiiii

can I be really annoying at ask you to do a second selva oscura but about me this time (+ im doing it right before the end of the event so even more annoying lol)

feel free to not do it if you don't want to

ily <3

Heyyy! No issue at all <3 hope u like ittt [also I put in a descendants reference in there bc u r a fellow descendants appreciator :D]:

Alsooo here’s the Lily Evans one u wanted the other day…🧍sorry it took so long😭😭😭:

I wanted it to be more…idk ragey? But it’s suprisingly difficult to find female rage stuff on Pinterest, you search it up and it’s all women in red lipstick and heels and that’s nice and all but I was looking for more violent batshit crazy energy and there. just. wasn’t.

[violetwitch12087]

Hi! I saw your requests are open - I've never done something like this before btw so sorry if it's too specific - so I was wondering If you could do the Evans (specifically Alex from adult world, Todd hayness and Peter maximoff) reacting to a non binary reader who is OBSESSED with monster high, and loves collecting the old gen 1 and new gen 3 dolls. Thank you so much if you do! Have a good day!!

YES OMG YES YES YES YES YES YES YES I LOVE THIS SM OMG THANK YOU FOR UR REQUEST (also sorry it took so long im going back into a depressive episode butttt i have some motivation rn)

The evans reactions to non binary reader being obsessed with monster high/collecting

Evan Peters

Would probably find it actually adorable

You guys would be walking in the store and you see a monster high doll u dont have and start squealing

He just smiles takes it out of your hand and puts it in the cart

For your birthday or something he would probably even get you dvds of the monster high movies so you can watch it whenever you want

Would help you build shelves in ur house to put all the dolls on to show them off

Kit walker (if they existed when he lived yk)

Would be so fucking confused

"baby why are you collecting dolls?"

Would be confused on why your collecting kid toys but whenever he sees one in the store he (bare with me theres phones ok) would send u a picture to ask if u have it

If you dont well now u do if you do then...congrats?

Okay he would be confused but would just fucking love seeing the way you smile when he gets u one

Kyle Spencer (pre death)

Would see your collection and his jaw would drop

"ive seen the show but never watched it, the characters are so cute omg"

"do you want any more? Cs i can save up and definitely get you some....or.. a lot."

Would honestly make it a mission to collect EVERY. SINGLE. DOLL

you guys would spend soooo much money together it would be actually kinda scary

Kyle would search online forever jst for one you mentioned u wanted that was a old one

Jimmy darlin (darling)

A lot like kit

So fucking confused

Didnt even know they existed tbh

"uh doll? Why do you have so many...dolls"

*you tell him what it is* "oh... Well are ya sure you need this many?" *You do a mean glare at him* "I- i mean its fine do whatever baby imma just uh" *runs away scared*

After a while gets used to it and finds them actually so cute and you jst straight up adorable

James Patrick March

A lot like jimmy

Actually more confused than jimmy

Obviously didnt know they existed

"darling, thats a lot of...dolls"

After he finds out you love them a secret room in the hotel is specifically all yours to store and organize your dolls

Has many many people find every monster high in california shipped to the hotel

Kai Anderson

He walked in on you looking at your dolls making sure they are still in good shape

He would literally snatch it and squeeze its head off (#toddlertantrum)

"HOW DARE YOU GET THESE STUPID FUCKING DOLLS? YOU DON'T NEED THEM YOU SHOULD BE PAYING ATTENTION TO THE CULT AND YOUR DIVINE RULER"

You would be slapped or beaten to death, or locked in the closet, or he would fuck you really hard (ew)

But on the other hand if you were pregnant with his 'messiah' (peep my other head cannon) he would honestly get a lot of people in the cult to look for all of them jst for you

Peter maximoff (imma jst say apocalypse age)

Would see them pick one up and love them

"oh whats that, awesome! These look so pretty"

Would steal them for you

Would make a designated place in his moms basement for all of them

Would understand and bring up how its like him and 'collecting' arcade machines

You guys honestly both kinda love them and even peters sister does

Todd Hayness

"what's that? Oh"

Thinks of it how he collects superhero and comic figures

Would probably go online and order you monster high stuff/ more dolls

Would honestly be okay with it

Would ask you if you got any more and ask all about them

Would just admire you while you talk about monster high until you snap him out

Alex (adult world)(he has my heart like sobbing)(if that makes sense)

Your friends are throwing a party at your house and alex is going and yall barley jst started dating and hes only been over for ur birthday and didnt see ur room

He would see them and just furrow his eyebrows at them for a second

"hey, those are pretty cool" he points at them

You would smile and then you guys would end up staying in your room for the rest of the night while he listens to you gush about monster high and you guys fall asleep cuddling

He wouldnt mind he would find it actually really cute

I hope you guys like this i literally like took such a long time im so sorry

[imagines4thefandoms]

The Man the World Forgot Part 10- The "Date"

PT1/PT2/PT3/PT4/PT5/PT6/PT7/PT8/PT9

Masterlist

The restaurant had a very intimate atmosphere. The tables were occupied by couples, families and occasionally co-workers relaxing after a hard days work. They passed a table where a woman was wearing a gorgeous red sparkly dress and the man was wearing a very nice suit. 

“I feel very underdressed,” Scarlet whispered as they walked to their table.

“You look stunning. You’re probably more comfortable in that than a dress," Chris reassured her. Somehow he knew she would take is complement but wouldn’t fully accept it. But he wasn’t lying. Maybe it was the fact that every minute he got to know Scarlet more and more but for some reason he knew she could be wearing a potato sack and have rat nest on her head and she would still be the most beautiful person in this restaurant. 

“Here’s your table Mr & Mrs. Evans. Your waiter will be with you shortly,” the hostess said before quickly returning to her podium. 

“I wonder why people keep thinking we are together,” Scarlet asked out loud and Chris pulled her chair out for her. 

“Well look at us, It’s natural for them to think 2 attractive people would be together,” he stated as he sat in the chair across from her. “I honestly have no idea where I would be without you.” 

Scarlet was too stunned to respond. She felt ashamed to admit but those were the nicest words anyone has said to her. Sure her best friend has often confessed her undying love for her but hey that’s normal. 

“My name is Tom. Im going to be taking care of you this evening. What can I get you guys to drink,” the waiter said handing Scarlet the drink menu first. Scarlet ordered a large strawberry margarita while Chris got a diet coke.

“You never finished that story,” Chris said messing with the napkin.

“What story.”

“Where Eliza would steal your makeup to be a clown.”

“Oh well I finally got her to stop by showing her It.” 

“You traumatized her,” Chris laughed. “She is never going to like clowns again.”

“No, don’t go defending her. She snuck into my room and ruined hundreds of dollars of makeup,” Scarlet scorned just as the waiter brought their drink. “You’re only on her side because you’re a younger sibling too.”

Scarlet make a face when she took a sip from her margarita. “Jesus this is strong.” After pushing the drink over to Chris so he could try, he started coughing up a storm when the tequila hit the back of his throat. 

“Yeah you will not be able to drive after drinking that,” Chris laughed taking a big sip of his drink to wash the taste out of his mouth. 

Scarlet was suddenly very quiet. There was this empty look on her face, maybe a hint of fear there too. It was like she was remembering something that haunted her. “Hey sunshine, where did you go,” Chris asked grabbing her hand and drawing circles on the back go her hand to bring her back to him. 

“Sorry, the alcohol must have gotten to me,” she said shaking her head a little. Based off the look on Chris’s face, Scarlet could tell he didn’t believe her. But she was intent on not having anything, even herself, ruin this night. So she took another sip of her margarita and gave Chris a big smile. 

Not long after the waiter came and brought chips and salsa to the table. “I didn’t expect a fancy place like this to have the free chips and salsa,” she commented taking a chip and a big scoop of salsa. 

“Its a Mexican restaurant. I’d be concerned if they didn’t,” Chris joked copying Scarlet’s chip consumption. 

Scarlet was busy watching Chis shove chip after chips in his mouth that when the waiter returned to take there order, he scared her. 

“Oh god,” She jumped placing her hand over her chest as if to stop her heart from coming out of her. 

“Im so sorry Mrs. Evans,” the waiter laughed placing his hand on her shoulder to steady her. “You want me to give you a few more minutes?”

“No we’re ready. Just need to get my heart started again,” Scarlet joked while looking for her meal on the menu. 

After Chris ordered his food, he just sat there, looked at Scar and started laughing. Scarlet scowled at him and leaded back crossing her arms.

“I almost had a heart attack.”

“Sunshine, even I’m too young for one.”

“That’s a first,” she mumbled as she took another sip of her drink.

“Too young for AARP,” Chris said with pride.

“Technically it’s for all ages but it’s advertised for old people,” Scarlet corrected with a toothy smile.

“You couldn’t let me have it,” He groaned taking a sip of her drink. “Fuck did they use a whole bottle?”

The meal, when it finally came, was delicious. Tender meat and full of flavor. Scarlet watched Chris lean back in his chair saying how he couldn’t eat anymore. “Ooh that looks delicious,” Scarlet whispered to Chris when she noticed the nicely dressed couple get a tres leche cake. 

Chris was about to wave the waiter down to get Scarlet her desert when his eyes glanced over to the couple. The man was on his knee proposing. Scarlet covered her mouth and gasped at the sight then looked over at Chris. The expression on his face was not one of excitement for a random couple. It was one of longing, of pain, of fear. 

Scarlet watched the scene unfold and how happy the couple was after she said yes. It almost made her cry. She could see the love between them. The man looked at his fiancé with so much love, and suddenly Scarlet had the undying need for that. She never needed to find a guy or fall in love. But now she wanted that. She wanted to have someone look at her like she hung the moon. Someone who knew every little thing about her and still loved her. 

“They seem happy,” Chris said pulling her from her thoughts.

“Yeah,” she replied shaking her head and finishing her drink in 3 sips.

“Ok you are definitely not driving,” Chris stated taking her empty glass from me. Before Scarlet could object, he suggested they go for a walk til she’s sober enough to drive. She nodded her head at his brilliant idea but got dizzy from her small movement. 

The alcohol was going straight to her head so she didn’t notice when the check was brought or that Chris got her an order of cake to go. “I really need that walk,” Scarlet laughed grabbing her wallet. 

“Then let’s go,” Chris replied placing cash on the table. 

He stood up and came to her side of the table to help her up. Scarlet was able to walk steady but still Chris wrapped his arm around her just in case. They exited the restaurant and just walked around the town square. Chris lead her to a bench a couple feet away so they could split the dessert. 

“I get it you know,” Scarlet said resting her head on Chris’s shoulder as she picked at the Tres Leche Cake. 

“Get what,” he asked taking a bite.

“Why you made that wish. When that couple got engaged, in that moment I realized I would flip my world upside down for a chance at what they had.”

“Yeah, I’m 42 years old, I’m not getting any younger.  I want something real. To have someone, other than Dodger, waiting for me to get back from work,” he confessed. “Now you need to eat Sunshine. It will help sober you up. We’re gonna get you coffee soon too.” 

Chris started spoon feeding the cake to Scarlet and let out a laugh when she ended up getting the whip cream on her nose. “You are a mess, darling.”

He wiped the whip cream off your nose with his thumb and brought it to his mouth to lick it off. They sat there in the moon light til the dessert was gone. Scarlet lifted her head when she felt Chris shift under her. 

“How do you feel now,” He asked looking her straight in the eyes. 

“Good but I’ll still take that coffee,” she yawn before rubbing her eye. 

“You’re a tired drunk,” Chris chuckled and he stood up and went to throw away the trash. 

Chris helped Scarlet up from the bench and they walked to a 24 hour coffee shop a couple streets down. The shop was packed with people. As soon as they got in line, Scarlet turned and rested her head on Chris’s chest. One of his hands automatically went to her waist while the other rubbed her back. 

“I really need this coffee,” she laughed. 

“What do you want,” he asked ask he wattled up in line keeping Scarlet against him. 

“Almond milk latte with caramel and chocolate syrup extra shot of espresso iced with whipped cream.” 

Scarlet stood in his arms til they got to the counter. Christ repeated her coffee order and removed his arm from her back only to pay for her coffee. The two walked to stand off to the side to wait for the order. When the barista called for her order, Scarlet pushed away from Chris and went to get her order to prove to herself and Chris she was finally sober enough.  

When they started the trek back to the car, Chris and Scarlet were holding hands. They walked in silence while Scarlet sipped her coffee. “Sorry,” Scarlet said bitting her straw

“About what,” Chris asked pulling her to face him. 

“Making you stay out way past your bed time.”

“I’ll survive,” he said pushing her hair behind her ear. 

“My therapist says its a control issue I have. Everywhere in life I have little to no control but for with my car I have total control,” Scarlet confessed. 

“Do you want to explain why you have control issues,” He asked walked as the two of them continued walking to the car. 

“Not right now. Maybe later.” 

When they reached the car they stood leaning against Bert until the coffee was gone. Chris checked with Scarlet one last time that she was good to drive, then they got into Bert and drove back to the hotel. He didn’t keep his eyes off her the entire car ride back. He wasn’t sure if he was worried about her or the fact that tonight was the best date he has had in a long time. Chris then shook his head cause he remembered it was a date, but for some reason he wanted it to be.  

After the car was parked in the hotel parking lot Scarlet yawned and stretched before getting out the car. Chris could tell the coffee wasn’t working any longer and she was one second from passing out. 

“Come on,” Chris said standing in front go her. He tapped his shoulder telling her to get on his back. 

“No ill be fine,” she yawned again. Scarlet took another step then stopped as she rubbed her eyes. 

Chris laughed and scooped her up and carried her in to the hotel bridal style. Scarlet was about to complain but the words disappeared when her head rested on his shoulder. “Your comfy,” she mutters softly. 

“Thank you,” he laughed in response. 

When he got into their hotel room, Scarlet was fast asleep. He gently placed her on the side of the bed away from the door and took off her jacket and shoes before tucking her in. Chris made sure the door was locked then got changed for bed before getting into bed. 

As soon as he relaxed in the bed, Scarlet rolled over resting her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. His breath caught at the feeling on her onto of him. Chris was about to push her off him when he heard soft snores.

“Goodnight, Scar,” he whispered kissing the top of her head deciding not to disturb her. 

Part 11

[belleandsaintsebastian]

omg thea I was at uni today and the lecturer mentioned dawsons creek and I was like wow… that’s the show that my beautiful mutual thea watches… I know that show… that’s thea’s show…

HIHI HIIII MY LOVE MY DARLING EVAN <333 FIRST OF ALL oh my gosh i'm so sorry that it took me so long 2 reply but omg when i saw this i was smiling SO SO MUCH MADE MY WHOLE DAYYY MWAH xx :')))) anyways GIGGLING IM SO <33333 hehehe i'm v v happy to be associated w dawsons creek omg <3 and im soso happy u thought of me MWAH ILU EVAN <33333

[itsjaywalkers]

Heyyyyy! It's me, the sweet ranter (and I'm very proud of my own tag!) and (as always) I will just rant a bit.

Yesterday was my first exam and I think it was good (but who knows). Tomorrow will be the next one, but I have that one pretty much in the bag, so I'm not concerned.

Anyways, what I actually wanted to say was that I finally had the time to read the rest of chapter two and it was AMAZING (just like the first one).

James just re-watching the video because of Regulus! That man is so far gone and I love it! <33

Then Barty and Evan (the menaces) being annoying as always and Barty crumbling after Regulus (the only smart one... scratch that, he lives in a haunted house BY CHOICE and doesn't do anything about it) just let it go because Barty can't go a minute without any attention.

WOLFSTAR! WOLFSTAR WOLFSTAR! WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE?!?!? I WANT TO BITE THEM! <333

To wrap everything up: I LOVE IT! And will start reading chapter three as soon as I send this ask (I'm pretty exited about the black brother's reunion wich will for sure be dramatic and messy because they are... them)! :)

Much love (AND MANY LOVING BITES)! <333

hi darling!! i'm so glad u like ur new tag <3 (and sorry it took me so fucking long to get back to u, work has been especially bad, it was half term last week, i'm barely alive etc etc)

congrats on doing well in ur exam <3 so happy for u!! and i'm loving that confidence, i hope that second exam went well too but i'm sure it absolutely did!!

I'M SO GLAD U ENJOYED THAT CH i feel like making ghosts has a . very slow start . which isn't wrong necessarily but i know a lot of ppl don't like that when it comes to fanfic (or even in general) so u liking the beginning of that story and loving those first chs so much is Everything . to me . james rewatching reg's vid again and again is one of my fav scenes so far tbh

and i swear the whole barty evan reg dynamic in making ghosts is so so so special to me, i was so intimidated about writing both barty and evan and i wanted to get them right + it was sort of a gift to my sister bc she was the first reader of that story and she's fucking obsessed with rosekiller (mostly barty) like it's Bad. so i wanted to give her more content of them!! and they ended up coming so easy to me <3 and they Care so so so much about reg in their own questionable insane way.. they're the true mvps

WOLFSTAR ARE SO SILLY AND DOMESTIC AND BASICALLY A MARRIED COUPLE i adore them sooooo much

and yeah.. dramatic is definitely one way to describe their reunion..

thank u so much for keeping me updated on ur reading and im sending u all my love <333 a dozen kisses for u!!

[blehcupidd]

Jealous Girl

Chapter Twenty One

Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc

A/n: Taken from my Wattpad made at the beginning of 2023, some written mistakes and i had a note about what happen with Percy Hanes White, that note will put put at the end of this chapter.

Also ignore mistakes please i wrote this whilst looking at the tv show so if it says that someone looks at something but it didnt state what, ignore it im sorry.

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Everyone was waiting for Wednesdays signal, their signal to come out and confront Tyler. Everyone except Évangéline.

Previous night

"Évangéline!" It had been the most emotion Évangéline had seen come out of Wednesday.

"Wednesday, I'm really not in the mood." Évangéline attempted to walk away, not in the mood for anything. It all happened so fast with Xavier. He was innocent, how could Wednesday not see that?

"Évangéline, I know you're mad-"

"Mad? I'm more than mad! I've said this so many times Wednesday, you need to get out of your fantasy world before you hurt someone. Well guess what, you have hurt someone! Xavier is in a cell, because of you. Enid may have forgiven you, but that doesn't mean that you haven't frightened her enough. And I've been hurt because of you." Évangéline's eyes were beginning to water. "I genuinely thought we could've been friends."

"I kissed Tyler!" Wednesday said the first thing that came to mind to stop the taller girl to leave, immediately regretting her choice of words.

"Wednesday! I dont care! Why on Earth would I care that you kissed Tyler, especially when the only boy I have ever liked is most likely going to rot away in a jail cell. We aren't friends."

And with that Évangéline walked away, leaving a stunned Wednesday rethinking everything since she arrived at Nevermore.

Évangéline had meant everything she said the previous night, and only regretted it a small bit. What if Wednesday never saw them as friends so when she was yelling about not wanting to be friends-

She shouldn't be thinking like that. That Sunday went by fast. Nothing to do, and everyone seemed to be busy; especially at night.

Over the following days, Wednesday had been expelled. There was no counting on Wednesday to right the wrongs she made; she had made multiple mistakes and left them for someone else to clean up.

Wednesday had officially left and on that night, Évangéline had gotten a knock at the door. She knew it wouldn't be Yoko, as she was doing late night studying. Opening I'm the door she had seen someone or something she wasn't expecting.

"Thing?" Was all she could get out before Thing was ushering her to Enid's room.

Opening the door, she saw Enid on the phone to the bee boy, Eugene she thinks his name is, and Ajax on her bed.

"Evan?" Ajax asked, confused that Thing had brought her here.

"Jax?" Évangéline asked, also confused, seeing as he was on Enid's bed. Ignoring everything weird about the situation, Thing jumped onto Enid's bed signing too quick to decipher.

"Slow down." Enid tried to calm the hand, crouching in front of it. Thing complied and signed that Weems was dead.

"Enid, what the hell is going on." Not getting anything Ajax looked in between the two girls, wanting to be involved.

"What about Wednesday?" Évangéline joined in, also crouching down to Things level.

"Tyler and Thornhill took her?" Enid looked towards Évangéline. "Where?" Thing signed again, scaring the two girls.

"Crackstone crypt?" They both asked. Thing then signed something, something to do with nightshades.

"Who are the nightshades?" Enid asked both Thing and Évangéline. Earning a shrug then a point to the other member of the group.

Seeing that Ajax had been found out, he let out a sigh. "I'll explain in the way."

The group of four had made there way to a place Évangéline had been before. "I've been here before." She spoke to Ajax.

"Wait what?" Yet again, confused as it was a secret society.

"Long story, kinda."

"I can't believe you're in a secret so and you didn't tell me." Noticing Enid's distress, she stepped out of the conversation.

There were sets of footsteps, probably the other nightshades. "So, what's the deal with Thornhill being a psycho?" Bianca stood in the middle of her other siren friends.

"She murdered Weems and then took Wednesday to Crackstones crypt." Ajax explained, finally getting something that had happened.

"We have to get everyone in the school to safety before it's too late." Whilst Enid was explaining, Évangéline showed the drawing of Wednesday and Crackstone.

"So do we pull the fire alarms?" Kent asked.

"We don't want to cause a panic and alert Tyler or Thornhill." Divina explained. "So how do we get everyone out?"

"Well use our siren song to convince them." Bianca turned to her fellow sirens, ripping off their necklaces.

"Thing and I will look for Wednesday." Enid suggested.

"I'll go with you." Évangéline offered.

"Evan, you need to help everyone else into getting out of school."

Évangéline had music blasting her headphones, blocking out the siren song and helping people out of the castle. Everything had been going to plan, inside Nevermore. That was until Crackstone and Thornhill burst through the door.

This caused the students to scream out of terror, running away fast. Évangéline was with Bianca and Ajax on the walkway over looking the courtyard.

"I will expunge you abominations from this Earth!" Crackstones voice echoed, causing shivers to go down Évangéline's back.

He slammed down his staff, causing sparks to emit for the base and striking fire through the courtyard. "Get down!" Évangéline pulled Bianca down with her, seeing as she had a slow reaction. The trio just barely missing the fire.

Évangéline had a bad feeling. Something she was getting quite often. Running back to the courtyard, she met up with Bianca. Only nodding to each other, they continued their journey.

They arrived at the courtyard, seeing Wednesday struggling underneath the power Crackstone held. Both of the girls had the same idea, take the attention away from Wednesday.

Picking up the larger shards of a shattered sword, both girls wrenched it into the back of the living corpse. His scream deflected off of the walls of the courtyard, as the sword created embers in the man's chest.

Retreating the weapons, Crackstone turned his attention into the opposers, hitting both of them back, and far. Noticing that Bianca had more of a harsh push, she tensed her powers making her have a softer landing.

This bought Wednesday enough time. Herself stabbing into the chest of Crackstone. Pushing deeper and deeper. Wrenching the blade, not carrying about the cuts it caused to herself.

The dead man was slowly turning into ash, drifting away mixing with the wind. His body exploded, burning out any of the present fire. He had only left his ring.

Wednesday had won.

[ethereal-maia]

OKAY i finally managed to watch the Christmas Carol you suggested to me and i have Thoughts

its good, like really good. very accurate to the book, overtly christmassy, delighfully spooky, slightly maniacal. its great

now allow me to ramble;

why was the Ghost of Christmas Present not wearing a shirt? that man was standing bare-chested in snowy london

Bob Cratchit was a lovable dork and his kids adorable. Tiny Tim owns my heart im pretty sure

the bit where Scrooge wakes up again and starts jumping on the bed like a mad man? perfectly executed

Fred and Janet were adorable and the scene where Scrooge goes to apologise nearly had me sobbing

no im serious i think Tiny Tim took my heart (and he can have it, that kid is Too Pure)

Scrooge's red waistcoat at the end of the movie? i would like one please

That said; I do still prefer the Muppets. I'm sorry, I'm partial to the songs they sing lol (and the fact that their are muppets like cmon)

Is this long enough? I think so

GEORGE C SCOTT ADAPTATION YESSSS

It’s one of the most accurate adaptations out there I think. I didn’t watch it this year *le gasp* but I have a pretty good memory of it I think.

The ghost of Christmas present doesn’t wear a shirt in a lot of adaptations I’ve seen lmao he just goes out there tits out. Plus he’s magic ig? So he doesn’t need to be warm? The kids under his robe used to scare me out of my mind actually they are terrifying. Scarier than the ghost of Christmas Future. To me.

THE CRATCHITS <333333333 I love them sooo so much ok Martha is the loml

YES it’s so genius yk he like… he’s been reborn he’s acting like a kid again… yeah

YEAHHHH but the party scene is fucking hilarious (if not heartbreaking)

I also think the muppets version is really good!! I watched for the very first time last year and WOW I loved it. The songs were amazing, the costumes were SO SO GOOD and the whole thing was hilarious.

I’m so glad you like it!

If you’re looking for any other adaptations to watch, Scrooge (2022) is FANTASTIC! I like it, at least, but I love every movie I watch bc I’m not very critical. In any case, the songs are really fun in that one (it’s geared for kids) and it deviates from the traditional story quite a bit, and it had me with tears streaming down my face at some points. But if you’re all Christmas Carol-ed out, I get it 😅

(but if you’re on the fence, here’s something to convince you:

^^^^ best part of the movie for real) (it’s sung by belle and present Scrooge TO past Scrooge!! It can’t get any better than that!!!)