#like he's not bad - him and chris eat fine- but he's not good or comfortable cooking like buck or bobby

[deadlydelicious]

'Eddie's kitchen is the externalization of Eddie's entire emotional state' truthers rise up

[daddyslilchickenfingers2]

Breakup Help (Chris)

Request: None (Reupload of the second fic I ever wrote and it’s lowkey shit)

Warnings: Friends to lovers, slight angst, insecure Chris, minimal degradation, eating out, basic sex

Y/n’s pov

About two weeks ago Chris’ girlfriend of two years cheated on him with his good friend and unfortunately, Chris walked in on them fucking. It had completely broke his heart, he’s been depressed and hasn’t left his room in days, he just cries and gets mad at his brothers for trying to make him eat a real meal. Matt had called me asking if I would go over and try to talk to Chris and cheer him up since I’m his best friend.

I agreed to go over since Matt and Nick were going to be staying at Madis for the night, needing to have a meeting with Laura anyways. I got my stuff together and went to the store to get Chris a Pepsi, goldfish and a monkey stuffed animal before heading to their house. I used my key to open the door, immediately going down to Chris’ room only to hear him crying really hard.

I knocked on the door softly “Hey buddy, can you unlock the door so I can come in please?” I spoke in a soft voice trying to be comforting. “No go away” his voice cracked as he responded, “Please Chris? I wanna give you a hug and I have something for you” I pleaded. After a loud sigh, Chris unlocked the door and I let myself in, he looked like hell, his hair was a mess, he hadn’t shaved in a few days, and had red eyes with massive bags underneath, I felt bad for him. I set the stuff I brought him on his desk and threw my bag and shoes on the floor before making my way over to the sad boy on his bed. I sat down, pulling him into a tight hug, rubbing his back as he clung onto me and cried.

“Why would they do this to me? Am I really that disposable that they can just move on and forget about me?” he cried out as he pulled away to look at me “No you’re not, you’re a great person and anyone would be lucky to have you as a friend or boyfriend, I’m sorry they did that” I said as I moved his hair out of his face. “S-she said I di-didn’t make her feel good and-d I have a small dick! B-but she always acted like it felt g-good! And s-said I was a ba-bad kisser. They both called me super ugly too” He spoke softly, stuttering over his words as he looked down with tears still streaming down his face.

“Awe Chrisy I’m sorry” I laid next to him on the bed as I spoke. “Now I feel really insecure…” he looked up at me with a sad expression, “Y/n do you think I’m ugly?” He questioned, making me give him a small smile. “Absolutely not, you’re very attractive. You have the most beautiful eyes, a stunning smile, perfect hair, the cutest little freckles, a very charming personality, the prettiest lips, really nice hands, should I continue?” A light blush spread across his face as I complimented him. “You think I have pretty lips and nice hands?” He questioned with a small smirk “Is that all you got from what I just said?” I asked rolling my eyes.

He replied with “No I also got that you think I’m cuuute” cracking a small smile. “Shut up or I’m leaving, you’re never getting complimented again I’ll just say you’re ugly” I rolled my eyes going to get up but he moved to lay on top of me so I couldn’t move and tightly hugged me “NO! I haven’t stopped crying since I caught them, you can’t leave you made me smile!” He said as he hid his face in my neck, “Fine I’ll stay if you get your fat ass off of me” I said pushing him off of me. “Don’t be mean to me, I’m vulnerable” He pouted “You owe me a hug now”

Chris had fallen asleep on me about 30 minutes after I got here but he needed the sleep so I didn’t bother him, a few hours had passed and he had just woken up. “Good morning sleeping beauty” I laughed at him making him whine and move his face away from my neck now laying on his back “Mmm if I’m sleeping beauty then I can’t wake up until I get a true loves kiss” he puckered his lips up and closed his eyes, earning a smack from me “Nice try bud” “It was worth a shot” he laughed.

We decided to watch a movie, Chris munching on the goldfish I brought him, before turning to me “Can I ask you a weird question” he asked earning a nod from me. “Remember what I said earlier?” “You said a lot earlier so you gotta be more specific” “What I said about h/e/n, when she said I was bad in bed” he sighed. “I don’t like where you’re going with this” “Just hear me out, would you um let me like make out with you and give you head? OH, and would you tell me if you think I have a small dick?” He pleaded with me.

I sighed sitting up to look at him “I love you and all but n-“ I didn’t get to finish because he interrupted me. “Before you say no…” He sat up moving his face closer to me, “…can I pleeeeaaaase!? If you don’t like it I’ll stop, I just need feedback on exactly what doesn’t feel good. please, it won’t be weird I promise!” he said, giving me the cutest pout. “Fine only because you look really cute when you make that face” I reluctantly agreed.

Chris pulled off his hoodie and shirt claiming they would make him “too hot” before throwing his blankets off of us sitting on his knees and pulling my face closer to his. I could feel the stubble underneath my fingers when I gently cupped his jaw, his eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips for a second before smashing our lips together. The kiss was hot and needy, Chris’ tongue slid across my bottom lip as he slowly pushed me to lay on my back making me gasp, allowing his tongue slide into my mouth as he moved to hover over me.

My other hand came up to to tread through his hair as his moved to my thigh, I don’t know what h/e/n was talking about when she said he was a bad kisser because that’s most definitely not true. Chris started leaving sloppy, wet kisses down to my neck before sucking deep purple hickies into my skin, pulling away when he heard a small moan come out of me when he sucked on a specific spot. I looked up at him, he was biting his lip looking at me “So how was that?” he asked. “Hmm I think I need one more for good measure” I teased as he smashed our lips together again.

This time he was a lot more rough, slightly sucking on my tongue making me loud out another whiny moan into the kiss. Lightly biting my bottom lip as he pulled away, wearing a cocky smile on his face. “Sooo” “One of the best makeout seshes I’ve ever had, I think you know that” I finally answered “You’re right, I just wanted to hear you say it, pretty. Now can I take off your shirt?” he replied. I just gave him a simple nod, he slid my shirt over my head looking down at my exposed breasts making him groan. He started kissing down my neck again, this time moving lower to leave hickies all over my chest before he wrapped his lips around my left nipple to suck on it, switching to do the same to the right one.

He moved lower, occasionally nipping at the skin of my stomach before he stopped at the waistband of my sweats. He slowly pulled my sweats off and started leaving teasing kisses on my thighs, his hands sliding up my sides as he started slightly sucking hickies into my thighs like he did to the rest of my body. He looked up at me, his eyes now so blown out that there was hardly any blue left, we made eye contact. He pulled away and smirked at me “You’re pretty I hope you know that”

Chris came up to press a soft kiss to my lips “How do you want me to get you wet?” He asked with a light blush across his face. “Just do it however you normally would, okay?” I cupped his face as I spoke, feeling the stubble underneath my fingers. “Okay but if I do that I have to take my pants, is that fine? I’ll still have my boxers on.” He said as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “That’s fine but please stop being so nervous bubs, don’t let that stupid bitch get in your head!” I said pushing his hair back, he just nodded and took off his sweats.

Chris kissed me again for the umpteenth time tonight, licking my bottom lip asking for permission as he presses his hips down against mine. He started grinding against me as we made out, one of his hands coming up to grab one of my tits playing with the nipple making me moan. I felt his cock starting to get hard as he gently bit my bottom lip, I threaded my fingers through his hair and lightly tugged on it. I sucked on his tongue a little bit making him groan into the kiss before he started trailing his kisses down my body once again.

He aggressively pulled my panties down and threw them somewhere behind him, groaning when he saw how wet I was. “Damn, I really made you this wet?” he asked running a finger through my folds, I sheepishly nodded. Chris wasted no time, immediately pumping two fingers in me while kissing my thighs. He curled his fingers up, hitting my g-spot making me gasp before he wrapped his lips around my clit. Chris’ tongue started flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves as he kept curling his fingers up, slowly adding a third one. “Fuck Chris if you keep doing that I’m gonna cum” I moaned out, with his free hand Chris took one of my hands and placed it in his hair. I got the hint and started lightly pulling his hair not wanting to hurt him but his free hand came back to mine making my grip on his hair tighter and made me pull harder causing him to let out a groan.

The vibrations from his constant groaning make me get closer to my high, resulting in me placing both hands in his hair. Chris removed his lips from my clit “You like that baby, am I making you feel good?” he asked with a smirk before removing his fingers and replacing them with his tongue. “Sooo g-good Chris, gonna make me cum soon” I whined out as I felt my high approaching. Chris’ fingers started rubbing my clit in fast, tight circles, flicking his tongue in and out of my hole faster. “Oh sh-shit Chris, fuck ‘m gonna cum” I loudly moaned, tightly gripping his hair, making him groan, sending me over the edge.

After he had licked up all my cum, Chris hovered over me, his face shiny and covered in my cum. “So was it any good?” He asked with a cocky smile, already knowing the answer “You taste so good by the way, I might’ve just found my new favorite meal” he said winking. “Very good, the only thing that could make it better would be if you make out with me again” I responded while biting my lip. Chris came closer to my face so that our lips were almost touching “That can be arranged” he said before smashing his lips against mine, pressing his hips against mine once again, fully hard this time.

I grinded my hips up against his making him let out a loud groan “Fuck Y/n/n don’t do that, I’m already hard, I don’t need you making me hornier. It’s already gonna suck trying to ignore it, so d-don’t do tha- sh-shit” As he spoke I trailed my hand down his chest to his cock, giving it a squeeze. “Why don’t we prove the last two things she said wrong? Show me how good you can fuck me with your big cock Chris” I bit my lip and I moved my fingers to toy with the waistband of his boxers as I looked into his eyes. “Are you serious? Because I dont think I’ll be able to control myself if I fuck you and I don’t wanna be too rough or hurt your feelings” He spoke softly as he stroked my cheek with his thumb.

I leaned up to place a kiss below his ear as I whisper “What if I like it rough and have a degradation kink?” I asked before sucking a few hickies into his neck as he processed what I just said. “And I’m on the pill so you can fuck me raw if you want to” I added making him let out a deep growl pulling his boxers down as he placed his lips on mine, teasing his tip through my folds. Chris placed his tip at my entrance, slowly pushing the mushroomed tip in before slamming the rest of his length into me. He pulled away from the kiss looking down at me waiting for me to tell him to move, once I gave him a nod he started pumping in and out of me at a slow pace.

“Chris, faster, please” I whined out as my fingers went to pull his hair. He started speeding up his thrust as we both let out moans “Goddamn you’re so fucking tight, squeezing my cock so good baby” he groaned out, speeding up his thrust even more, my nails starting to dig into his back as I moaned loudly. Chris dropped his head to look down between our bodies to watch his dick pumping in and out of me. “Ch-Chris you’re so big f-fuck! Ohh right th-there!” I whined out when he hit my g-spot repeatedly, I started sucking more hickies into his neck to match mine. “Yeah, you like that baby? You gonna cum all over my cock like a slut?” Chris growled out moving his hands from my waist, the left one going to rub my clit while the right one starts to toy with my nipples.

I grabbed Chris’ right hand bringing it up to my throat, loving the way his jaw dropped for a moment before turning into a smirk as he wrapped his fingers around my throat to choke me. “You’re such a fucking whore, letting your best friend destroy your tight little pussy!” Chris groaned as his thrusts sped up, his fingers on my clit doing the same as he repeatedly hit my g-spot. “I’m gonna cum! Fuck can I please cum!” I begged, whimpering as my nails scratched down his back, Chris’ hand squeezed my throat harder only adding to the pleasure. I felt his thrusts starting get sloppy signaling he’d was close too.

“Cum all over my cock baby, be a good little slut for me.” Chris groaned out. I came around his cock, my walls squeezing tighter around him, making him shoot his load inside of me. Warm spurts of cum painting my walls white. After we both road out our highs Chris stopped rubbing my clit and removed his hand from my throat before pulling out, causing us both to hiss at the feeling before he plopped down next to me. We both caught our breath before Chris spoke “That was something huh?” he chuckled out “I’m gonna be honest h/e/n has absolutely no fucking idea what she’s talking about because that was amazing” I said rolling over to face Chris, who had a big smile spread across his face.

Chris placed a sweet kiss to my lips, smiling into it when I kissed back, he moved some hair behind my ear after we pulled away “Thank you, for everything. You definitely made me feel so much better tonight, now let’s go get cleaned up and then we can go to sleep. I mean if you want to stay, y-you don’t have to it’s okay-y to s-“ he started saying nervously before I cut him off with a kiss. “Chris you don’t have to keep being so insecure with me dude. I’m not h/e/n, I actually care about you and I love you, you’re my best friend. Now come on let’s go shower and then we can cuddle okay?” I said while stroking his cheek. We got up and took a shower getting dressed after, I wore one of his shirts and a pair of boxers, before going to lay down. I was covered in hickies which made Chris feel proud, this was going to be fun to explain to Matt and Nick in the morning…

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COOK OUT - c. sturniolo

chris x black !fem reader

in which chris is invited to the reader’s yearly family cook out

warnings: none, just fluff

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“okay, how do i look?” your focus shifted from your phone, to your boyfriend standing in front of you. he did a little spin to show off his outfit which made you laugh.

“babe you look fine, i told you this like five times now.” you sighed before getting up from the couch, while adjusting your dress.

“i know…i just,” chris sighed before continuing. “i just want everyone to like me.”

you frowned as you saw how anxious your boyfriend seemed. you cupped his face with both of your hands before smushing them together, eliciting a smile from the brunette.

“they’ll love you babe, now lets go.”

-

as you chris drew nearer to the entrance to the backyard, the music got louder, and chris’ nerves seemed to increase as well.

you took his hand in yours and intertwined your fingers. “we can always go home, i’ll say you’re sick or something.” you say worried your boyfriend will be uncomfortable but chris quickly shook his head to the idea.

“no baby, i want to meet everyone, and i want to see you around the people that make you happy.” you softly smiled, before leaning up to give chris a big ol smooch on the cheek. he knew how family oriented you could be, and how these barbecues were a chance to bring everyone you loved together.

you two made your way through the gate of your parents house. you began to introduce chris to a lot of your aunties and uncles that were scattered across the lawn. each of them were dying to see the boy you brought back home.

after all the introductions, you made your way inside to the kitchen, where your parents were cooking up some more delicious food.

chris had already met your parents, from various holidays and vacations, so to say the least they were more than comfortable with each other.

“my y/n, chris!” your mom exclaimed as she put a spoon down before making her way to the both of you. giving you both hugs and a few pecks on your faces.

your dad was next to greet you two as he embraced you both in a tight hug. “oh, chris, come help me flip these burgers while you’re here!” your dad said while passing chris a spatula and some paper plates.

you roll your eyes playfully. “dad, we just got here!” you laugh as your dad began to lead chris out the kitchen.

your dad simply shoo’d you off before reassuring you. “oh he’ll be fine, cmon boy.”

you gave chris an apologetic smile and he could only laugh before giving you a kiss goodbye. he followed your dad outback to help him prepare more food to serve to the guests. truthfully, he loved this. he felt like this was the best way to bond with everyone around him.

you could already see from the kitchen window the amount of uncles surrounding him at the grill. probably asking him a bunch of questions, and popping a few jokes here and there.

you also made your way outback but instead, you went to go rest at the lounge chairs where your cousins were hanging out.

you all caught up and a few of them even asked about chris here and there. complimenting him and his burger making skills which you were amused to hear.

after a while, you excused yourself to get a burger for yourself to eat. you made your way over to chris with a paper plate in hand. chris seemed to be having a conversation with one of your guy cousins but he excused himself when he saw you making your way towards him.

“you okay, baby?” he asks while adding more stuff to the grill.

“yeah, i just wanted to try a burger ‘cus everyone is talking about them.” you say while smiling and holding your plate out.

“like good talk, or bad talk?” chris asks playfully while placing a burger on your plate, before grabbing two buns to assemble your burger with.

“if it was bad talk you wouldn’t even be here anymore.” you laugh while taking back your plate.

“well i’ll be done in a few, i’ll come join you over there okay?” you nodded before turning around to make your way back to your seat.

-

about 2 hours went by with you and chris at the party. your dad finally let the poor boy go from the grill and you could finally spend sometime with each other.

chris was amazing from talking to the elderly, to even bonding with the little kids. even the grumpy teenagers were intrigued by him.

you yawned as you rose from your seat. “well, i think its time for us to go guys.” your little cousins groaned at this, not ready to say goodbye to their newfound best friend, chris.

after they bid their goodbyes, you two made way to say goodbye to everyone else. you got a lot of aunties telling you that you made a good choice with chris and hopefully he’s here to say to which you respond with a chuckle and a ‘definitely.” while chris got a lot of uncles dapping him up and bringing him into a hug as well.

your parents walked you two to your car and gave you both a goodbye hug.

“he’s coming next year right?” your dad asks almost immediately the hug ended. you and chris could only laugh and nod.

your parents waved goodbye as they watched your car drive off.

you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling in the passenger seat (yes chris can drive in this), which chris notices.

he takes one hand off the steering wheel and rests it on your thigh. you looked at him as you held his hand in yours. chris could feel your eyes lingering for a second more than usual.

“what?” he questions, not being able to hide the smile that was tugging at his lips.

“oh nothing..i just really love you.”

-

A/N: no foolish update todayyy sorry, possibly tmr tho! this was inspired by their one video where chris was flipping burgers. super cute 🫶🏽

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🍒CAUGHT (part 3)🍒

NATE DOES x SLS (Sturniolo little sister) Y/N

A/n: finally posting the long awaited caught part 3 so sorry for the wait yall ik. I’ve been busy and had no ideas for this one at the start so it took me a bit, my bad. Anyways here it is. HOPE YOU LOVE IT‼️

Summary: After Chris, Matt, and Nick find out Nate and y/n their little sister have been dating for a while Nate and y/n get a little too comfortable around her older brothers. Secrets are found, drama is started. Will this be the end of Nate’s friendship with the triplets?

Warnings: suggestive (no actual p in v), fighting, cussing, yelling, dom!/nate sub!/reader, fingering/eating, teasing, I think that’s it idrk NOT PROOFREAD

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Y/n’s pov:

I wake up next to Nate from when he stayed the night before. Ever since my party my brothers have been very supportive of mine and Nate’s relationship. Still strict because all 3 of them were older than both of us, but supportive, Or atleast you thought they were,.

I try to crawl out of bed without waking Nate but I fail like always. “Nooo, come back princess” Nate says grabbing you by the waist pull you back into bed. You try to wiggle from his grip but also fail as his grip tightens. “Nate, baby I have to take a shower” you say turning over now to face him.

“Ok I’ll come with” he says jumping up and almost throwing himself out of the bed. “No nate, lay back down” you say patting the sheets next to you. “Ok fine, but you have to stay too. Just for a bit…. Please?” He says begging, his eyes fluttering. “Ok” you say rolling your eyes while smirking as he crawls back into bed, rapping his arms you again and pulling you impossibly closer.

Your nose hits his chest and squishes against it. “Natee” you whine and he pulls you even closer. “I can’t breath” you say laughing tapping his shoulder. “Ugh, I just can’t get enough of you” he says rubbing his hands up and down your body. “Please let me come with you” he says

“Where?” You say farrowing your eyebrows pretending I have no idea what he’s talking about. “Baby don’t act like you don’t want me in shower with you” he said pulling me back to look me in the eyes. We stare at each other for a bit before we lean in to kiss.

He kisses me hungrily, wanting more. He flips on his back and pulls me on top of him, holding me in place by my waist. I lean in to deepen the kiss. He pulls his hands down to my ass. Then the door opens and we both snap our heads to the door. 

“Ew” Matt says “Nick made breakfast, waffles and fruit” he says closing the door and walking away. You and Nate bust out laughing then get up to go get some food.

As we walk out of my room Im punched in the face by the smells of amazing food. “Wow it smells great” I say running to sit at the table, ushing (waving down) Nate to come sit next to me. Nate sits down next to you, Chris and Matt across from you and Nick making the plates for y’all. Nate rubbed your thigh as Nick brought the food to the table for you all to eat.

You helped Nick with the plates and cups, setting them down. “Thank you, this looks sooo good” you say smiling at Nick “yeah it’s smells good too” Nate chimes in after “yeah thanks bro” Chris said stuffing his face with waffles “Chris don’t talk when you have food in your mouth” Nick say hitting Chris in the back of the head “ew, yeah that’s gross” Matt said “Shut up” Chris say

AFTER BREAKFAST

Me and Nate went for a walk down to the lake, we always went there when we were together. It was our spot. There was a big tree and bushes surrounding it and the lake was in front of the tree, on the other side of the lake was the forest. We always went out there for alone time when my brothers were home.

We already had a basket of pillows and blankets by the tree since we went down there a lot. My brothers never really knew what we did down here, to be honest I don’t think they would want to know anyway. I tell my brothers that I’m going to the lake before walking out of the house and grabbing Nate’s hand pulling him down the hill.

As we approach the high tree with our basket of freshly cleaned and folded blankets and our arrangement of pillows we sit down. Nate grabs one big blanket and two small ones for us to snuggle up in. “I love being down here with you, watching the lake glisten and see your pretty face next to me. My two favorite things” Nate says pulling my head onto his chest.

“I love you too Nate” I say snuggling into him. We lay here in silence for a bit before he places his hand on my tight, running his hand over my legs. We are still quiet but I can feel the heat growing between my legs. I squeeze my legs together to relief some of my friction, Nate releases I’m doing this and looks down at me.

“What’s up baby?” He says acting clueless. It’s been a little bit since me and Nate have done anything because of the situation with my brothers. “What do you mean?” I say pretend nothing happened “baby I can feel you squeezing your legs, do you need me?” He says nonchalant acting like it’s a normal thing to say.

“Please” I say practically begging for him, anything of him, anything. “You don’t have to beg princess, you know I’ll always be ready for you” he says pulling you over his lap to straddle him. You instantly kiss him passionately. Wanting more, more than you can take.

He peppers the kisses from your lips to your cheeks, down to your jaw, then your neck. “Do you want this?” Nate asks teasing you “Nate don’t tease, just please” you say eyes fluttering from the warmth between your legs “you sure baby?” He say running his hands down to the inside of your thighs.

You moan softly begging for him, he was so close to where you needed him. He pulls his hands up and takes off your shirt, his following right after. You’re wearing a black Lacey bralette that goes around the back of your neck and the middle of your back and underwear that matched. You knew it was going to drive Nate crazy, so you wore it just for that.

“Fuck baby, I’m definitely not lasting long.” He says look at your chest, and bringing his hands down your body to pull your shorts down. He goes as slow as he can, peppering kisses here and there. “Nateee” you whine just wanting more, as the feeling between your legs almost hurts from the lack of friction.

“Ok ok” he says kissing your neck before moving your panties to the side. “Someone’s eager” he says laughing kinda. “Shut up, just please I can’t take it anymore” you say squeezing your eyes shut. “It’s ok baby” Nate says running his fingers through your folds finally

You moan from the sudden contact, making Nate react by dipping his middle finger inside you. “Fuck” you say in a broken moan. He goes slow at first to give you time but when you grab his arm and throw your head back he speeds up going faster. “Fuck fuck fuck fu-” you say in between your mildly loud moans “more” you say

At this, he adds his ring finger. Picking up the pace and repeatedly hitting your g-spot, making your eyes roll back so far you see stars. “Nate” you moan “I’m gonna cum“ you say in a moan “let it out baby, cum all over my finger, I know you can do it” he says. That’s all you need for that knot in your stomach to snap, your cum dripping down his fingers.

He slowly pulls his fingers out, considering you’re sensitive. You watch as he puts his fingers into his mouth and sucks off all your cum till theres not one drop left. “You happy now?” Nate says kissing your lips “very” you whisper. You get your clothes on and Nate cleans everything up. You and Nate walk back to the house and go inside.

Your brothers are sitting on the couch talking as you all walk towards the living room. Once you enter they all go silent. There’s a lot of tension and awkward silence before Matt breaks it “y/n? Can you please go to your room for a moment?” Matt asks calmly “why?” You say “we need to talk to Nate” nick says.

Chris doesn’t say a word but he looks PISSED and you don’t wanna find out why he looks like that so you let go of Nate’s hand and just go your room. You make it all the way up the stairs and into your room before you hear your brothers talking.

“WHAT THE FUCK NATE” Chris says yelling. After that all you could hear was little mumbles here and there. You remember there’s a vent in your room that connects to the living room. You run over to it and put you ear up to it. “We saw you guys” Chris says, his voice angrily sounding “Nate I get you and her are dating but you can’t do that shit. She just turned 18 and you’re only the second boyfriend she’s ever had.” Nick says in a stern tone.

Technically Nate was the first real boyfriend I’ve had since the other one was in 7th grade and nothing ever happened, we didn’t even talk that much. “Nate, you can’t and won’t do that again” Chris says, gets up and walks away. You can hear his footsteps coming up the stairs, so you jump up and sit on your bed.

Chris opens your door, comes in your room and closes it. “Y/n, I need you to listen to me” Chris says aggravated. “Ok?” You say “you aren’t going to do that stuff with Nate anymore. Not in the house, in his house, outside this house, not anywhere, ever.” He says very sternly. “He’s my boyfriend. Chris you can’t decide what I do” you say crossing your arms and rolling your eyes.

“Fine then, if you don’t wanna listen he won’t be your boyfriend anymore” he says shrugging his shoulders “what?” You say fear in your voice. “He. Won’t. Be. Your. Boyfriend.” He says slower, starting to leave your room. You get up and follow him. “Chris you can’t do that, that’s not fair” you say running down the stairs after him

“I DONT CARE, YOU CHOSE TO LIVE WITH US, YOU CHOSE TO FOLLOW OUR RULES. IF YOU DONT WANNA FOLLOW THEM, THEN GET OUT OF MY GODDAMN HOUSE” he screams in your face “NO” you scream back tears in your eyes. “Then you’re going to follow my fucking rules.” He says turning back around walking into the living

“Chris please stop, don’t do this” you say running after him in tears. As you and Chris enter the living room Nick, Matt, and Nate are sitting on the couch awkwardly. Nate immediately stands up when he see you crying, and try’s to get to you. Nick puts his hands on his head and Matt just looks down at his feet.

Chris moves in between you and Nate as Nate walks over to you “Nate I think it’s time for you to go” Chris says point to the door. “What?” Nate says. “It’s time for you to go, and don’t talk to y/n again!” Chris says grabbing Nate’s arm and dragging him to the door. You follow them to the door. Chris pushes Nate outside the door and Nate turns around to face inside the house. “What did I do wrong?” Nate says concern on his face.

“I’m sorry” you whisper to Nate tears still streaming down your face before Chris slams the door in Nate’s face and walks back into the living room. “I HATE YOU” you scream at Chris, running upstairs to your room and slamming your door shut and locking it “DONT FUCKING SLAM OUR DAMN DOORS” you hear Chris scream up to you.

30 MINUTES LATER

It was already dark outside and you were still crying. You couldn’t believe Chris just broke up you and Nate? All because you were being intimate? When Matt had his girlfriend over before the broke up they would do worse things then what you and Nate did. So why was Chris so mad?

You’ve cried so much eventually you just fall asleep. As your eyes close all you can think about is Nate. You pretend his still next to you, holding you, kissing you, cuddling with you. And with that you finally fall asleep.

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A/n: HOPE YALL ENJOYED, sorry for the sad ending Also sorry this took so long, I’ve been superrrrrr busy but here it is 💖

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[welcome-leon]

should be sleeping but I’ve got too many HCs for these characters so pls have some food related ones~

Leon

has a broad palette and will try anything once - has definitely eaten all manner of insects, arachnids, and offal, and been alright with most of them

always tries the local cuisine if he has time on missions, considers it one of the perks of the job

kinda lactose intolerant but he ignores it (don’t we all)

like he'll eat an ice cream and be fine but he should stay away from milkshakes

loves oreos (thanks Nick) and chocolate covered liquorice

comfort food: lasagna (something his mother used to cook. he could never get the recipe right)

also sweet breakfast foods. loves pancakes and waffles and french toast and croissants and—

certified tea hater. doesn’t see the point, it tastes weak and weird to him (Sherry probably tries to find a tea he likes, he always takes a sip to try it but nothing more)

his diet directly correlates to his mental health - his appetite just vanishes

he also generally forgets to eat a lot

at his worst, he’s ingesting nothing but power bars and espresso and maybe a banana

starts to cook properly again after Vendetta, and it becomes a hobby

had many mishaps in this time period (ruined more than one pot by accident) but he enjoys it

buy him cultural/ethnic cookbooks, he’d be thrilled

Chris

diet is consistent and generally well rounded. doesn’t really snack.

probably eats too much meat though, he needs some soup or a salad or smth

loves a good BBQ but is actually kinda bad at grilling (refuses to acknowledge this)

sweet flavoured popcorn (particularly caramel) is his guilty pleasure, he’ll devour a whole packet in 2 seconds flat

can cook pretty well and finds a sense of peace in doing so

HATES grocery shopping though

tends to eat the same meals over and over bc they’re easy/habitual, especially when he’s stressed

has a huge breakfast - scrambled eggs, avocado toast, cooked mushrooms, a small bowl of oatmeal and yoghurt, a large coffee or glass of orange juice (lucky the BSAA has a mess hall that cooks for him lmao)

will absolutely fall asleep if he gets too full. total food coma

keeps a bag of gummies on him during missions for his team, if their blood sugar gets low (usually Piers)

(alpha team defs try to fake it so they can have a snack)

eats bananas like they’re going extinct, just grabs one when he goes out the door. they’re perfect snacks to him

he’ll also just walk around eating a whole carrot. probably not in public but like, I wouldn’t put it past him

Piers

is as responsible in his diet as he is in everything, but he’s not overly restrictive

he loves a good routine and he eats in the same way, having the same meals every day for a month or two before he switches it up

goes out to eat often enough that he gets his variety that way

he loves cereal. he'll eat it any time of day and in any weather

really likes seafood, the fresher the better - not as much as steaks tho, obviously

WILL criticise how you cook steak until you do it the “right” way

eats fruit salads and veggie sticks for snacks (and genuinely enjoys them, the freak (affectionate))

really likes ice cream though. total comfort food

also hot chocolate

he’s a sucker for a mocha

at complete odds to his usual diet, he’s a complete garbage monster in the adrenaline drop after a mission

get this man some carbs NOW

will devour whatever is in front of him so long as its hot and there’s lots of it

takes hangry to a new level, good lord

it’s something of an inside joke (and a genuine warning) to never raise problems to Piers until after he’s eaten a meal

[sturniolo04]

The Confession 2 C.S.

Fwb!Mean!Chris x Fwb!Fem!Reader

A/N: I tried something different :)

*Really long you have been warned.

we finally met up with the triplets at some outdoor shopping plaza to hang out and ever since having that conversation with Madi and confronting  her about matt it kind of made me feel relieved a little because i have been best friends with madi for a while now we pretty much know almost everything about each other like i know how down bad madi is for Matt and how she literally is the bestest friend anyone can ask for so me feeling this way about someone that she is extremely close with feels wrong especially since he has no feelings for me what so ever and of course i could never tell madi this because it would force me to come between something that could literally mess everything up.. 

"hey you okay"

he asks jess interrupting her thoughts

"yeah why do you ask"

"you seem stressed out about something"

"no why would i be stressed i mean i tell you guys everything"

you state rather quickly

"okayy anyway should we spy on Matt and madi they have been acting extra weird lately"

"like in a good way or bad way"

"i dont know thats why we should find out"

"oh my god nick my mom is in town for fucks sake we dont need anything to go down while she is here lets just enjoy our time okay"

you huff out chuckling at your best friend

"what ever you say"

he replies walking off to catch up with madi and Matt as Chris catches up to jess places his arm around her over her shoulder as she slightly jumps at the sudden contact

"did i scare you"

he chuckles

"no you scare me never"

"okaayy well you like jumping ten feet says otherwise"

"shut up chris"

you state smacking him playfully in the stomach as he pretends to be hurt from that minor attack

"how are you doing"

you state looking at matt and madi walking rather quickly leaving behind nick and your mom

"oh im fine totally fine"

"you dont have to lie"

you state looking up at him 

"im not i was being stupid yesterday madi and matt belong to together"

he replies making eye contact with you

"okay then"

you says quickly breaking eye contact with him getting nervous as you look up to see that matt and madi disappeared

"what the fuck where did they go"

"they'll be back eventually its madi and matt theyre probably just being weird"

"hey you two where do you guys want to eat dinner i didnt realize i have to head back to LA tonight and couldnt track down madi to let her know"

"umm its up to you since you are visiting where do you want eat"

you state subconsciously grabbing chris' hand seeing his arm is still around over your shoulder

"no seriously its up to you guys"

  "we could just go to Mcdonalds" 

"thats fine" 

"oh and madi went to the bathroom"

"with matt"

she asks confused to why they would go together

"okay then we will just wait for them i guess i cant leave without saying goodbye"

"no of course not"

you state as nick finally makes eye contact with you and chris' hands joined together thinking:

"holy shit i am just now realizing it. Jess is totally crushing on chris! it make sense as to why she has been acting weird i mean she had been acting kind of weird since everything last night but i didnt realize it till now she's literally comfortably holding his hand right now and may not even fully realize it holy shit"

"okay matt come on"

she giggles out as Matt slightly backs her into a wall proceeding to make out with her which they previously were doing

"what no one is going to catch us here"

he says looking around and leaning back in as she wraps her arms around his torso allowing him to kiss her again then pull away

"okay but jess' mom and jess are already suspicous so we cant be doing this right now while she is still in town"

she complains as he proceeds to kiss her neck lightly

"okay fine"

he sighs pulling away from her completely as her phone goes off

"her mom says she leaving tonight we have to go"

"okay but first"

he trails off pulling her in one more time into his lips

" what the fuck"

he exclaims as they both look towards him

"nick its not what it looks like"

"well it looked like you and my triplet brother were swapping saliva madi"

he complains

"okay so maybe"

she trails off

"are you two dating then"

"uhh yeah"

he trails on looking at madi

"dont tell chris or jess"

"oh im not saying anything how are you going to tell chris madi"

"he said he was fine with it and that he was joking'

trails off looking at her feet

"are you mad"

"what no madi youre my best friend im happy for you whatever you decide okay"

he says bringing her into a hug

"but for real jess and her mom is ready to go eat and pack her stuff up to leave"

"okay lets go then"

she states as matt grabs her hand walking back to the parking lot

we walk back to the parking lot and before we could fully make it into the parking lot i saw Jess literally fawning over chris Madi could see from a mile away and she didnt know how to feel to be honest

"no way"

"so you see it too its not just me"

"see what"

she states oblivious

"jess and chris"

"oh hm whatever"

"whatever you mean you dont feel any way about at all"

"i mean no its not-"

"oh my god there you guys are you ready to go"

"yeah uh is it okay if i ride with Matt"

"uh sure sweetie thats fine i think jess is riding with me i guess do you want me to ask her if she wants to join you"

"no i mean no its okay"

"i'll see you guys back at the house"

"yeah"

she replies softly as she walks back to matt's car

"wow youre totally uncomfortable about all of this arent you"

"what no nic shut up im sitting up front with matt"

she states abruptly walking to the van with matt following her

"hey are you-"

you trail off as madi walks over to the van climbing in the front seat with matt on the drivers side

"that was weird do want me to ride with you then since she claimed my spot next to matt"

he asks looking at jess still focused on madi's facial expression

"uh i mean you dont have to if you dont want to" 

you state moving away from him a little to get in the car you were standing next to 

"ill come with we are all going to the same place anyway"

"okay cool we ready to go"

"um yeah i guess"

you reply quietly as chris sits oddly close to you

"matt said we could go back to the house they are going to pick up food" 

he states as he turns off his phone

"okay then to the house it is"

she states proceeding to pull out of the parking lot

"you okay jess"

"huh yeah its whatever"

"you sure you seem bothered"

"no im not i just nevermind"

you trail off keeping your feelings to yourself seeing that madi already is mad about something

"okay question"

she trails off as chris and jess look up

"are matt and madi you know actually"

"i dont think so at least they havent said anything if they were or not"

"i dont think they are but they are acting really weird"

"almost as weird as your acting jess whats up"

"nothing chris even if i wanted to tell you i couldnt okay"

 you huff out opening your phone distracting yourself

madi honestly didnt know why the whole chris and jess thing set her off so much i mean matt is apparently her boyfriend now so she shouldnt be mad about it although she couldnt shake the feeling of the fact jess literally hasnt thought to bring up any feelings she might even have for chris to her. we were sitting in the mcdonalds drive thru waiting for the food as madi was completely zoned out in thought

"helllo madi"

"earth to madison"

"hmm"

"your upset arent you"

"what no i mean i dont know what i feel honestly im not jealous im not mad at her"

"but you completely ignored her"

"because i dont know what to say 'oh hey jess you totally like chris you were basically fawning over him in the parking lot' like no"

she states shaking her head and turning to make eye contact with the two boys in the car with her

"just talk to her its probably not even what you think"

"nooo"

"what do you mean no nic jess is little like a little sister to us you know that"

"she was acting really weird this whole weekend i just didnt say anything because you know its jess"

"again why didnt she feel like she could tell me this"

"again maybe just ask her you two are really close she probably had her reasons"

he states looking at madi then matt

"so yall are dating now then it finally happened"

"yeah matt i guess we are dating apparently now"

she says raising her eyebrow at the boy

"yeah we are"

he states passing her the drink she order with the words 'will you be my girlfriend' written on the cup

"oh my god matt" 

"what"

he states looking at what she is looking at

"oh my god thats so cute" 

"yes matt i would love to be you girlfriend"

she states placing the cup in the cupholder in the car kissing matts cheek as he began to leave the drive thru to head home.

We have been back at the house for a while waiting the food to get here and i have been staying away or rather avoiding Chris. Have you guessed the secret i have been keeping if it hasnt already been obvious which is probably why madi is mad at me currently well i dont know if thats why she mad and ignoring me and im just getting my head too much. i was currently upstairs pacing in madi's room waiting for her come back as soon as i heard the door open slightly to her room i hoped it was her

"are you okay"

"chrisss"

"what i was just checking in on you you have been up here for a while"

"i thought you were madi"

"okay seriously jess sit" 

he states as she does so on madi's bean bag in her room him sitting next to her

"whats going on with you are you upset that madi ignored you just talk to her"

he states looking at jess as she maintained eye contact with her nails

"well no"

you trail off

"what is it then"

he asks looking at you next to him

"the problem is you chris" 

you exclaim as he looked confused

"you are my problem chris"

"wh-what how am i your problem"

"its nothing nevermind"

you state getting in her head again getting up off of the bean bag going downstairs to be met with finally

"jess we need to talk"

 she states quietly as you nod your head as she grabs your hand leading me out the door to the driveway

"Jess listen you know you can tell me anything i mean it i wont get mad at you"

" i know i just feel like a bad friend if i told you what i have been keeping from you"

"what is it j"

"i-i"

you trail off as your mom walks out

"hey you two.. are you guys okay"

she states noticing tears and facial expressions as she walks over and gives them both a hug as jess breaks eye contact with madi and regaining it as your mom does the same thing

"Madi.. i like Chris"

"wh-what you like chris "

she repeats as she finally looks up at her after maintaining eye contact with the ground

"yeah"

"wow"

"how how long"

"umm the whole time"

  "and you didnt tell me jess why"

"i just i dont know i saw you and how you and chris were acting before he confessed to you and i just knew he wouldnt like me like that im like their little sister which hurts so bad"

you state truthfully breaking down in tears

"aww jess"

she says bringing you into a hug as you bawls your eyes out into her shoulder as she rubs your back

"are you mad madi"

"no jess i was just hurt you couldnt feel like you could tell me that  i saw you in the parking lot with chris i knew" 

she giggles a little

"plus im dating matt"

"wait"

"what i just asked if you were"

"yeah"

  "thats amazing so"

"he's all yours"

she states referring to chris

"but i cant tell him even after knowing him for at least a year now before we moved to boston i still get nervous"

"is it the blue eyes that make you nervous"

she giggles knowing she still cant maintain eye contact with Matt because of that

"yeah"

you giggle out

"well sweetie you tell him when the time is right and that time will come"

she states kissing both jess's and madi's forehead

"well i hate to be the bearer of bad news"

jess looks up at her

"youre leaving"

you sigh out

"i know love bug i will be back eventually for what its worth i loved visiting you and meeting your new friends and reuniting with your olds ones"

she trails off referring to Madi giving her a side hug

"okay bye loves"

 she states pulling away from the girls getting in her car driving away.

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[pepsiboyy]

beyond the contract - part 8

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pairing: matt sturniolo x reader summary: where the sturniolo triplets are part of an organization known as the eclipse alliance, matt has constantly failed to pull through with pulling the trigger on a target. fed up, their boss gives matt one last chance, where he is sent to northside high school to get some answers out of a girl. warnings: angst, fluff, use of y/n, mentions of a death in the family, author's note: LONG WAIT ON THIS ONE but it is very good very fluff i hope u enjoy <3 WC: 1.8k+ lowercase intentional !!

my hands gripped the straps of my backpack closely as i stared down the street outside my window.

tears were dried against my cheeks as i bit my lip and occasionally checked the time, waiting for matt to pull up.

in my backpack were piles of paperwork and in my hands were the sheets of paper about my mother. i couldn't let them go. i had no idea where to go or what to do.

two honks outside took me out of my thoughts as i turned to see matt's van outside. i quickly shut off my lights and grabbed my last few essentials before booking it out of my room and flying down the stairs.

after locking the door, i quickly made it to the car parked out front, where matt opened the door and made his way towards me.

seeing his worried expression, i couldn't help but allow the tears to begin falling down my cheeks again.

his arms wrapped around my body as i began to cry again, my body shaking slightly as i pressed my head into his chest. i kept the papers close to my chest, biting my lip as i tried to contain myself.

"let's go, okay? you can stay with me for a bit, and you don't have to tell me anything if you aren't ready. okay, love?"

matt was bent down in front of me, one of his hands against my cheek as the other rested on my upper arms. he looked into my eyes, but didn't force me to reciprocate the glance.

i nodded quickly as he guided me to the car and let me in, buckling me in and shutting the door.

the drive to matt's wasn't all that bad. in fact it helped me a lot. the air conditioning was low and mac miller played through the speakers at a low volume. i felt comforted by matt's presence. he offered his hand for me to hold, but i politely turned it down as i held onto the papers against my lap.

i felt the car come to a stop and lifted my head to look out the passenger door window.

their place was fairly nice, a little nicer than my own place with my dad. the outsides were mostly baby blue with some white accents and a small patio at the front. there was some greenery that truly brought the nice and homey look together.

i turned to matt, who smiled reassuringly to me and gently raised a hand to caress my cheek.

i leaned into his touch and smiled softly at him, looking into his eyes.

"i really appreciate you, matt.. for letting me stick around and be here, you know?"

matt nodded as he caressed my cheek and leaned forward.

he pressed his lips to mine gently and waited a few moments as i melted into his touch. my eyes closed as i gently rested a hand against his chest and pulled away carefully.

"should we go inside?" matt questioned, and i gave him a soft nod of approval before opening the car door.

matt kept a hand on my back as we walked up the porch steps to his front door and opened the door for me, shutting it behind me and clearing his throat. "i'm home, i have y/n," matt called, locking the door and turning to me as he guided me to the kitchen.

"can i get you something to drink? or eat even, if you're hungry? or just a snack, or a meal if you want, but i think nick is gonna make dinner toni-"

"water is fine, matt... thank you." i smiled at him and gently pressed a kiss to his cheek. he smiled down at me.

our moment lasted for about two seconds before i heard a sound of disgust behind me.

"gross, not in the kitchen," a boy who looked a lot like matt but with longer brunette strands that grew past his ears.

"chris," matt stated firmly to him, his eyebrows knitted together firmly.

i looked between the tow and chuckled lightly. "it's fine, i understand." i carefully held a hand out to the other boy, smiling nervously. "name's y/n.. you're chris?" i smiled softly.

chris gave me a soft smile and nodded as he shook my hand back, his grip firm but gentle at the same time.

"chris." he nodded as he smiled. "and you're dating my matty boy?" he questioned, rewarding himself a smack in the chest from matt.

"no, not that." matt quickly stated, his expression now flushed.

i chuckled softly at the two and nodded at chris before a pair of feet came rushing down the stairs and a head peeked out from the overhead.

"hi, y/n! i'm nick," nick smiled and happily took my hand, shaking it rapidly before moving his face a little close to mine. i felt my face heat up and took a deep breath before nick began speaking again. "wow, you're so much prettier in person. pictures don't do justice at ALL." he emphasized, and matt quickly covered his brother's mouth with the palm of his hand.

"can you guys just... act normal for like three seconds?" he stated firmly as he sighed and rubbed the back of his head. matt shot me an apologetic glance before he went to the cabinet to get a glass and fill it with water. he handed me the glass and looked at his brothers. "i'm going to my room with y/n. if you guys need anything, call me." he stated softly before he took my arm and began dragging me to where i assumed was his room. i waved to his brothers, who waved back and made their way to the living room.

matt let out a deep breath as he shut his door behind us and gestured towards his bed, a soft smile on his face. "take a seat, please feel at home.." he trailed off.

i sat against his comforter and let out a soft sigh, finally setting the papers down on the bed beside me.

"i'm sorry for them. really." matt stated apologetically, his expression clearly a bit embarrassed and annoyed.

i quickly shook my head, though, and set a hand on his shoulder. "no, no.. don't be.. they seem really sweet." i smiled and matt smiled warmly down at me.

we sat in silence for a few moments before matt cleared his throat and carefully shifted himself closer to me. "may i.. hold you?" he questioned, his cheeks pink.

i smiled and nodded softly, which resulted in matt's arms wrapping around me softly. he gently wrapped one arm around my shoulders and the other around my waist as he shifted to lay down against his bed softly.

my nose pressed against the crook of his neck as i took in a deep breath, his scent overcoming me and allowing my body to fully relax.

"i'm sorry about earlier." matt stated softly.

i let out a soft sigh and shook my head rapidly. "no matt, please don't feel bad." i sat up and rested my head against my palm, propping myself up on my elbow as i looked at matt and gently moved a hand to rest on his chest. i found it hard to keep eye contact in moments like this, honestly. "i overreacted. it was rude of me. i hope you can forgive me."

matt watched me as i spoke, his hand moving to rest on top of mine as the other rested comfortably on my hip.

we sat in more silence and i bit my lip as i thought again about what i had found in my dad's office. about the clients. about the business trips. about the people missing, or dead. about my mom.

i sat up slightly and moved to grab the papers and folders i had, taking a deep breath as i set them between matt and i.

"i found these in my dad's office." i stated softly as i began placing each paper one by one down and organizing the files. matt watched me and listened closely. "he left for another business trip.. i was looking for answers. and i.. think i snooped too far."

i set down a final paper and bit my lip as i attempted to contain my tears again. i read my mother's name against the paper and took a deep breath.

"i was always told that my mom left. i was lead to believe that my dad just.. looked out for me... tried to make up for the mom i never had." my eyes watered, and my voice faltered, but matt's gaze remained on me as i spoke.

"turns out she.." i trailed off as a tear streamed down my cheek. matt sat up and gently moved a hand to run his thumb against my cheek, wiping the tear away. his eyes locked on mine, and i smiled sadly at him. "she's gone, matt... like..." i shook my head. i couldn't get it out of my system. i pointed at the paper in front of me as i set it down, and matt looked down.

he blinked a few times as he took in a deep breath, moving to wrap his arms around me.

my eyes closed, and i took a deep breath.

"it's just really hard to believe, you know?" i whispered. "chasing this undying dream that my mom was out there... under the impression that she left, i simply wanted to get out there and impress her, or make my dad proud.. hell, maybe even impress my dad to get him to fucking notice me for once." matt's hand against my hair was all i felt as he caressed my head against his chest. i didn't even notice the tears running down my cheeks at this point. "i just don't understand, matt.. what did she do?" i mumbled. "all it says is.. too well informed." i stated, my eyes closing as i decided to set the papers to the side and just lean into matt's embrace.

"she learned something she wasn't supposed to." matt stated softly, moving to lay us down against his mattress. he carefully leaned over to shut off his lamp, gently caressing my hair and humming gently. "before she could leak something she learned.." he trailed off.

i nodded softly as i sighed shakily.

i had no idea what to do. i had no idea what was wrong, or what my mom found.

"what if what i found... was what got my mom killed..?" i trailed off, and matt held me even closer as he pressed a soft, yet firm kiss to the side of my head.

"shh.. don't worry, y/n." he pulled me impossibly closer, and i smiled softly as i held his waist softly.

"no matter what happens, i will be right here."

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[star-neo-love]

All By Yourself, Sitting Alone [part 1 of 'Not Allowed' series]

☆ Part 2 [I Hope We're Still Friends] ☆ Part 3 [Yeah, I Hope You Don't Mind] coming soon... ☆

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☆ summary: Nick couldn’t remember a time where you weren't a presence in his life. You were a permanent fixture, someone he loved almost as much as his triplet brothers, who had been around since birth. So when you suddenly closed off, drawing into yourself and away from all of them, even him, Nick was hurt. And confused. He couldn’t figure out why you would pull away, the lack of your constant presence beside him eating away at him, plaguing his every thought.

☆ tags: angst (sorry guys), childhood best friends Nick and reader, male reader, hurt/comfort (the comfort comes later, I have more parts planned for this bad boy), Chris and Matt are such good bros, eventual romance between Nick and male!reader, reader distances himself and acts like kind of a jerk but he’s got an excuse guys I promise, nick is hurt, Chris and Matt are just good worried bros ☆ cw: I glossed over a lot of it so it should be fine ns of anxiety, depressive state/mood, bed-rotting (I think??)

☆ word count: 1230 words [short, ik, but this is gonna be a series!!]

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Nick could barely remember a time when you weren't a presence in his life, you were a permanent fixture, someone he loved almost as much as his triplet brothers, who had been around since birth.

You were the next-door-neighbour turned childhood best friend, and you had always stuck around, tagging along and fitting right in with the three identical brothers. Almost like a fourth triplet. You four were a tight-knit group, had been since children, and that never changed.

When Nate joined, your little group of four easily opened to accommodate five. Of course, no bond you or Nate made could quite rival the unparalleled dynamic between the triplets, but that was only natural.

But you had always had the closest bond with Nick, despite being so similar to Chris in temperament, the same hobbies, the same fun humour, the same loud personality, and the same easy charm. Where Nate had gravitated closer to Matt and Chris, you had drifted to Nick from the moment you met, sticking around and clinging to him like a limpet.

The five of you were a group. Everyone knew it.

And so it had always been.

So when you suddenly closed off, drawing into yourself and away from all of them, even himself, Nick was hurt. And confused. He couldn’t figure out why you would pull away, the lack of your constant presence beside him eating away at his heart and mind, plaguing him with thoughts of what he did wrong.

What had he done to push you away?

Countless nights he had tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep and wishing he could just forget about you and move on, but unable to cast you from his thoughts.

You were always on his mind, your laugh, your smile, the way your eyes crinkled and your sharp teeth flashed between perfect lips. How your brows would furrow and your eyes would squint when you were confused, how you would wrinkle your nose and curl your lip when you were disgusted, how your jaw would drop open and your eyes would snap wide when you were offended.

And when he wasn’t busy turning over every detail of you in his memories, he was curled on his side, tears spilling from his eyes as he ran through interactions over and over. Turning them over like a pearl in his head, trying to find the flaw, the reason you left.

He always came up empty, and feeling even worse.

He wished he could just stop thinking of you. After all, you had left him, tossed him aside like you wanted nothing to do with him. Why should he waste his nights on you?

Yet every night he still lay in bed, mind buzzing with overlapping thoughts.

He drew away from his own friends, family, even his two triplet brothers, to the point where he barely even talked to them anymore.

He didn’t even notice, too caught up in his head, his mind whirring at a hundred miles a minute. Thoughts hurtling as he spiralled down, down, down.

He was in bed again, eyes blankly staring up at the ceiling as his thoughts jumbled in his head and sent him tumbling down the by-now-familiar rabbit hole of looming thoughts.

Why did you leave? What did he do? Was he too loud? Did you get into an argument he had forgotten about? Was it because he had come out not too long ago? Did he make you uncomfortable? But you had never shown any discomfort before, in fact, you had been rather overwhelmingly supportive when he had come out, along with Chris, making a huge fanfare that had him rolling his eyes and flushing in embarrassment, turning to hide the massive grin.

But the timing matched up.

“...ck. Nick! NICK!”

Nick jolted, eyes wide and darting about the room in a panicked daze, heart rabbiting and chest heaving as he sat bolt upright in bed. He relaxed as his eyes fell on the concerned and spooked form of his two triplet brothers.

Chris had his arms stretched out as though he had tried to touch him but thought better of it. Matt was sporting an expression that fell between worry and fear, probably shocked at Nick’s extreme reaction.

“...You good?” Chris spoke slowly, tension and hesitance read in every line of both his and Matt’s bodies.

Nick rolled his eyes, exhaling sharply through his nose and lying back in bed, turning over to his side.

“What do you think, jackass?” he muttered, voice muffled as he buried his face into his blankets.

“Is this about Y/N?” Chris blurted, a soft thump and a quiet ‘ow’ indicating Matt had probably punched his brother in the arm for the tactless question.

Groaning, Nick turned around again to face the two, who were both staring at him, waiting for his response.

“Yes. Alright? I know it’s stupid and pathetic, now fuck off so I can wallow and mope in peace.” he spat, voice almost a hiss as he shot the two a glare.

There was, truthfully, no reason for him to be bitching at his brothers, they were concerned, and rightfully so. But he was just so frustrated, and confused, and pissed off. It was all boiling over, and he just couldn’t take the disturbance that Matt and Chris were presenting now, even if they were trying to help him.

He just didn’t understand, it was all going so well.

Endless hours tossing and turning, turning that same question over obsessively, like a curse that plagued his every thought, waking or not.

Where did the two of you go wrong?

“Nick...” Matt spoke up, voice hesitant. He understood how Nick was feeling, in part, having some experience in being trapped in his own head, obsessing over memories, tormented by the past. His struggles with anxiety had been bad at its peak, and he could sympathise with his brother, that feeling of being torn up from the inside out with an ever-rising, choking rush of self-blame.

“Nick come on, I know how you’re feeling right now, please... You’ve gotta get up. It’ll get better, I promise Nick, but you have to let go and try. Please.” he pleaded with his brother, voice sounding pained.

Nick huffed. He felt horrible for making his brothers worried, his whole family worried.

But he just couldn’t help it.

He knew Matt was right in his words as well, after all, Nick had said much the same to Matt himself countless times when Matt’s anxiety had been at its worst, and so of course he knew what he should be doing.

He just couldn’t find it in himself to do so. Not when he was so wrapped up in you, drowning in endless questions, and a myriad of regrets and obsessive analysis.

But he couldn’t stay like this forever, and he knew it.

If not for himself, then for his family. For his brothers. For you.

And so he got up.

It was hard, especially the first few weeks, falling back into the spiral of anxious thoughts and overwhelming frustration all too easy. But the staunch support of his brothers held him together when he crumbled apart in his own hands.

He wasn’t better yet, but it was a near thing, and he was making progress every day.

And then you crashed back into his life.

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thanks for reading, hope you guys liked it 🥰!! ooooh, cliffhanger anyone?? ik reader seems like a real jackass in here, BUT I PROMISE HE'LL GET A REDEMPTION ARC I swear🙏🙏🙏😭 I wrote this while listening to watch by billie eilish can you guys tell?

[I'll probably drop a part 2 to this sometime later this week, so hope you guys look forward to that!!😁😁]

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don’t talk ,, b.c

🧷 requested by anon !! hope I did ur ask justice 🫶 also, requested tag for @mimussyy !!

🎐 family issues and angst ;; lots of cursing/swearing ;; hurt/comfort ;;

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“baby you should really try talking to em again.”

he refers to your family, with whom you haven’t spoken to in ages.

your mother, especially.

as a child, and as an adolescent, your mother was never someone you turned to.

always shunning you, turning you away when you need help with something, any sort of guidance.

but when she did give you attention? it was always to degrade you, tell you you’re clothes, hair, interests, the things you wished to pursue in life, that they were all stupid and ridiculous, that they would never get anywhere in life.

you didn’t think of them again until you saw a post your mother made of your parents on a trip with your siblings. it had filled you with a sense of jealousy and sadness, which your ever so observant boyfriend noticed.

“chris.. you know how they treated me. they made me not wanna LIVE. I can’t exactly forgive all they did.”

“baby girl, I know they’re bad, but maybe they’ve matured now, maybe now that they see how successful you are, maybe they’ll understand, and want to rekindle the relationship.”

you sigh, looking up at your boyfriend from where he’s standing next to you on your barstool. “channie, I don’t think that’s such a good idea..”

he pouts slightly, resting his chin on your shoulder. “c’mon baby, please? for me? and hey, I’ll be here if it goes south, alright?”

you lean your head on his, and he plants a kiss on your cheek.

“alright,” you start, much to your internal protest, “I’ll do it.”

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much to your surprise, you find yourself in your car on your way to your parents home.

you groan to yourself. that handsome guy you call your boyfriend is sure as hell lucky you love him.

stopping in a parking spot close to his house, you throw your head back against the headrest with a thunk.

I’m really doing this.

jesus, chan. you’re one pretty guy. lucky for you.

you huff, undo your seatbelt, grab your bag and keys, and get out of the car, and walk the longer-than-you-thought distance to the front door.

with what feels like sloth speed, you move your finger to the doorbell.

you wait, until finally, after what feels like ages, your father opens the door.

he gives a small smile.

you give a nervous smile in return, and a small wave. “hey dad.”

“hey, kid. long time no see.”

he opens the door wider, to let you in.

you chuckle. “yeah, been a while, hasn’t it?”

your father gives a short laugh, and you stop as you see your mother in the kitchen, seeming to make good. she hasn’t noticed you yet, as if she ever wanted to.

but you set your past aside for the time being, and walk to the kitchen island.

you take a deep breath, and speak to the woman who made your life feel like hell for 17 years for the first time in three years.

“hey, mom.”

she halts her hand chopping on the board, and turns to look at you, her eyes widening.

“oh.. hey, hun.”

you share a stare at each other for what feels like eternity, before your father snaps you out of your state.

“hey, uh, we got snacks ready. you want some snacks kiddo?”

you nod, looking at your father with a small smile.

you sit together on the couch, making small talk and watching tv while munching on some snacks.

until, you feel the mood ruin.

your mother steps into the room, holding bowls of pasta.

macaroni to be specific.

fuck. that’s your favorite.

she hands you a bowl with a tight lipped smile, and hands a bowl to your father with an accompanied kiss to his head.

she sits in between the two of you to eat her own noodles.

it’s awkward silence now, neither one of you knowing what to say.

until your mother opens her mouth.

“so, uh, how are you, hun?”

you turn to look at her. “I’m fine, mom.”

“how, uh.. has your life been? what do you do?”

“well, I have a boyfriend and we’ve been together for four years, I’m working in the art industry and making good money, and-“

“art? see, I told you that wouldn’t get anywhere.”

god. not even a minute in?

“it’s getting me places, mom, and I said I’m making good money, my boyfriend makes good money too and he’s actually the leader of a band-“

she cuts you off with a laugh. “a band? huh, never knew you went for downgrades.”

this only fueled your anger. you couldn’t help but raise your voice. “mom, he’s anything but a downgrade. he takes care of me, he’s super sweet and probably the most handsome and caring guy I’ve ever known.”

she scoffs. “I bet it’s just so he can fuck you, that’s all guys want. especially from sluts.”

your eyes widen. “what the fuck did you call me?”

your dad looks at you wearily. “kid..”

“no!” you practically yell, and swivel your attention back to your mother. “god you are such a bitch. you were NEVER there for me, you always degraded my shit, you NEVER made me feel welcome in my own fucking home. I never felt like I could talk to you, but you expected so much from me. why? so you could use me as a slave? as someone to lean your troubles on? that I never fucking wanted? I knew coming here was a bad idea. you just can’t keep your damn mouth shut about me can you?”

she gawps at you, before standing up and huffing. “I don’t see what the problem is. we both know you’ll end up coming back in the end, you’ve always needed me, you’ve never been one to cut people off.”

“like you know! you were never fucking there for me! y’know what? fuck you. fuck you and your bullshit words when we know full well that I’m more successful than you, that I don’t fucking need you. I’m so done with this, im so done with YOU.”

“you don’t mean that.”

“yes, I fucking do. fuck you mom. dad?”

he looks at you, not knowing what to say.

“I advise divorcing her before it’s too late.”

and with that, you give your mom one final look, before stomping towards the front door, grabbing your shit and getting ready to leave, before you feel a hand grip your arm, you turn your head.

it’s your mother.

“if you leave, you’re never coming back.”

“good. have a nice life, bitch.”

you release your arm from her grip, and walk out the front door, and slam it shut, walking to your car and immediately pulling out and driving home.

on the way there, your rage turns to stress, and tears start slowly streaming down your face.

as soon as you pull into the parking lot of your apartment, you trudge up your stairs and barge through the door, making your boyfriend flinch from his spot on the couch.

“oh hey love what’s-“ as soon as he sees you with tears falling down your face, he gives a sympathetic smile and stands up, opening his arms. “c’mere princess.”

you rush into his arms, practically jumping on him, and he sits down, holding you in his arms as you sob into his neck.

he sighs sadly, kissing your neck as your body wracks itself with sobs and cries.

he runs his fingers through your hair, and finally, after what feels like forever, you lift your head up, and sniffle.

chan gives you a sad smile, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb. “baby.. what happened?”

you pout, holding onto his forearm as you recall what happened. he listens to your words intently, leaving kisses on your hand as he watches you with kind eyes.

he sighs once more. “my love, I’m so sorry.. I shouldn’t have made you go see them.”

you shake your head. “it’s ok, it’s not like you knew my own mother would call me a slut.”

he gives a sad pout. “why would she even call you that?”

“well, I told her about you and how great you are, and she basically said I was only with you for sex, especially sluts, gesturing towards me.”

“aw, baby I bet she’s just jealous you have better and more sex than she does.”

you giggle. “yea, bet she’s mad you’re hot and dick me down like she’s never felt.”

he shakes his head, gently rubbing your waist. “you’re silly, baby girl.”

you kiss his forehead. “so are you, channie.”

he gently cups your face, and you lean forward as he catches your lips in a gentle kiss, and you lovingly sigh, wrapping your arms around him.

he pulls away after a bit. “my pretty baby.”

you giggle again, kissing his nose. “can we take a shower, channie? I’m tired.”

he kisses your shoulder. “of course, baby girl.”

he stands up, holding you as he walks to the bathroom.

you sigh against his shoulder.

he may be a lucky guy, but you’re even luckier.

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AHHH THIS TOOK ME SO LONG AGDHHDHE

hope you enjoyed!

[dreamscaperover]

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard Characters: Tommy Kinard Evan "Buck" Buckley Christopher Diaz Eddie Diaz Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort

Summary:

a little tie-in to season 7 finale Buck says Cap is going to be alright, but Tommy senses that something else has happened in these two days that's bothering Buck. He hates seeing Buck like this and wants to help, so he presses for answers. Buck says it's about Eddie.

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- So maybe we both have daddy issues.

- I don't.

- But you think I do.

- God, I hope so.

The moment words left his mouth Tommy regretted it.

"God, why did I just say that? He's gonna think it's weird, or gross, or... He's barely gay, he's innocent, he's nowhere near ready for that kind of..."

- So, is the food OK?

- What? Oh, yeah, no, it's great. Everything is delicious, Evan, thank you.

Buck is smiling, but it's doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"Great! Now he's uncomfortable, and it's all your fault, you idiot!" For the rest of the dinner it's awkward, Buck is being hospitable but something is off and it's palatable.

They finish eating, clean up and move to living area. Once they land on the couch, Tommy decides that it's pointless to pretend and it will be better to just bite the bullet.

- Evan, look, about my remark earlier... the whole "daddy issues" innuendo... I shouldn't have done that, it's clearly made you uncomfortable and I'm sorry. I get that it's all still very new to you and I sometimes do or say things that make you feel...

- What? What are you talking about? Innuendo... I don't... Tommy, no. You didn't make me uncomfortable, why would you think that?

- If it's not that, then what? I can see you're clearly bothered by something. I mean, Bobby is fine, he's going to be OK, you got nothing to worry about. Unless... is there something else you're not telling me?

There it is - that deer-in the-headlight look. Tommy's insides make a flip, and Evan not saying anything for a few minutes doesn't help matters at all. Finally, Buck speaks.

- Look, I can't tell you everything... It's about Eddie, and it will be best if you talk about it with him.

"Eddie? What's he talking about? Did Eddie say something to Evan about me? I though he was OK with us dating. What's happening?"

- Evan, please... You're starting to really make me worry here. Did Eddie say something about us?...

- What? No, no, Tommy, no, it's not that! It's... I know you have more questions, but I don't think it's my place to tell you... Unless Eddie gives me permission.

- OK, I hear you. I don't like it, but I get it. We'll talk about it when we can.

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Next time they see each other is when Buck shows up at his doorstep in the middle of the night.

He looks awful. He mumbles something about being in the area, and Tommy just pulls Buck inside and beelines them both for the couch.

- OK, Evan, spill. I can clearly see that something big is going on with you. Talk to me, baby, please.

- Look, all I can say is that something happened and as a result Christopher is very angry with Eddie. He asked Eddie's parents to take him to live with them in Texas.

"What the hell?! How, why... Christopher loves his dad, and that boy is Eddie's whole world, his heart... What could possibly have happened that Chris would run away like that? I mean, it's gotta be something really, really bad..."

Tommy's frantic train of thought is interrupted the moment he looks up at Buck. Shoulders slumped, hanged head, wriggling hands... When Evan speaks again, it's fast, words tripping over each other, voice trembling.

- Look, I know he's not my kid, not really... Still, I hate this! I hate that he's a thousand miles away, that he's hurting, and I can't be there and I can't hold him and I can't... I know I'm not his dad, but every cell in my body is screaming that I gotta do something! That I shouldn't be away from him, that he needs me, that... that...

- Pretty sure that's how a dad feels. A good one, anyway. And you're a good one.

This sucks. Evan's heart is breaking right in front of him and so does his own, in tune. It's all Tommy can do to cover those wriggling hands with his own. And hope to god that feeling the strength of his grasp and hearing conviction in his voice will be enough to at least take the edge off the pain no parent should ever feel.

- Evan, look at me. Christopher is your kid. Nothing, and I mean nothing will ever change that. That boy loves you. Trust me, I've seen it. Hell, you'll need to bу blind deaf and dumb to not see how much the two of you love each other.

Buck is looking up at him, and it's almost overwhelming how much raw emotion is in those beautiful wide open eyes... how much pain, and fear, and anguish...

"It's not fair! Such a beautiful, loving, kind, amazing human doesn't deserve suffering. And there's was so, so much suffering in your life already... I wish I could stop it, I wish I could make it all go away! My job is to save people, but how do you save a person from this?"

- He left! He's gone, Tommy, he left..

"..you. People keep doing that - leave you."

- Christopher is not gone. You're a family. You'll always be a family. Miles or no miles. You'll see each other again, you'll get to hold him again. Hell, I'll fly you to him myself if I have to! He's not going anywhere.

"And neither am I. Ever. No way I'm adding my name to that too long of a list. I love you too much for that."

Tommy feels the body next to him starting to relax, face expression softened. He lets go of Buck's hands only to envelope him in a bear hug and squeeze as tight as he can. He might be hearing some muffled quiet sobs and his shirt might be getting a little dump where face is buried in the crook of his neck. Tommy doesn't mind. He'll sit here and hold this man as long as he needs him too. No place else he'd rather be.

He doesn't know how much time passes, doesn't really care. Having his man in his arms is definitely something he wouldn't mind doing for eternity. Because here in his arm Evan is safe. Here, the world can't touch him, can't hurt him. So when Buck finally stirs and gently pulls away, Tommy actually feels disappointed. This time when that beautiful face turns to look up at him, there's that little adorable smile and tiny sparkles in bright eyes that never fail to turn Tommy's insides into mush.

- Would you really fly me to Texas?

- Pick a day, Evan. Kinard airline is at your service.

When that tiny smile turns into wide bright happy grin it's all Tommy could do to lean down and drink in the joy by pressing those soft red lips to his own.

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24. Point of view

"This place is so cute, Stevie!" Tyler exclaims, pushing her cheetah print sunglasses up over her eyes.

"I thought so, too! I love this cute little deck we're sitting on, and the top floor has a wine bar!" Stevie squeals.

Tyler's face scrunches up, causing Stevie to laugh.

"Before you start!” Stevie stops Tyler's response in its tracks, "I know you like your hard liquor, wild child. I just think you should at least try it."

"I don't know about that."

"You mean to tell me, Chris has never offered to get you glass of wine after a long day?"

"He has. I told him that I didn't drink wine, and he went to the liquor store and picked up two vodka blue’s, came back and we had a great night. Very relaxing."

"Whatever works for you, man. I just want you try it."

"Ugh. If you're gonna pout about it." Tyler huffs.

Stevie waves her off and sips her mimosa.

“I'm not messin' with you. How's the husband?"

"As much as I enjoy that man.... we're nowhere near marriage. He'd look real good in a tuxedo, though." They share a laugh. "Anyway, he's fine. Work's been kinda kicking his ass, hopefully that lets up soon."

"At the club? Or??"

"Nah, the radio station. Him and some guy got into it in the parking lot, cause his girl was being rude. She called in bein' all hostile and Chris gave it to her, straight. She ain't like that, so she told her pit bull to come and fight him."

"Did they fight??"

Tyler snorts.

"No. The station is back in Manhattan, but them white people don't be playin' with us. Them cops was called faster than I could blink."

"You were there??" Stevie asks, eyes widening,

Tyler slaps her thighs in a very “of course my dumb ass was out there. I love that man!” manor without saying a word.

"Outside! In my good heels, cause I try to be cute at all times! In the damn parking lot, tryna calm one man down while ten seconds close to punchin' the fuck outta the other one. It was intense. Cops showed up and Chris pushed my ass back on the sidewalk. I felt like I had gotten in trouble."

"Aww, he ain't want you gettin' in trouble!" Stevie coos.

"I woulda been okay." She shrugs. "How's your baby daddy?"

"He's actually doing really good. Work's great. He's started getting more time off, which is nice. He's been hinting at being more than just my man, as of lately."

"While that's not shocking to me, that's still major!" She shakes her shoulder.

"It is! It's got me a little nervous."

"Why?" Tyler asks.

"You know... I'm not entirely sure. I think it's just me. My nerves get bad, sometimes.”

"Well, if you're not entirely ready for marriage, you should talk to him."

"It's not even that I'm not ready, I mean, I'd say yes, regardless. I love that man. I just like being his girlfriend... is that weird??" She asks.

"Stevie, this has been your only relationship. Of course, it's not weird! You be a girlfriend and enjoy as much of it as you can, and then enjoy the fuck out of being a wife!"

"You think he's gonna be upset when I tell him this?"

"The way you always call him a sweetheart, he shouldn't be anything other close to upset. He should understand you and where you're coming from, which I'm sure he will."

"Thanks, Ty."

Tyler's heart swims for her best friend, although, she wondered when her and Chris were gonna get there in their own relationship.

"I'm really happy for you, Stevie."

"And, I'm happy for you!"

A comfortable silence falls over them as they resume eating their, still warm, breakfast.

"Mm!" Tyler wipes her mouth with a napkin, "before I forget. I ran into Darla."

Stevie's incredulous expression almost makes her choke.

"Where??"

"The mall. She was there with some boy. You wanna tell me what color he was?" Tyler snickers.

"She finally got her a negro?? Oh, God!" She clasps her hands over her mouth, failing to hide her cackling. Tyler joins in, snickering away.

"She shol did. Look like she hit the lottery. She was still her bitchy self, but there's some sugar in it, now."

"Life is wild, ain't it?"

"Cheers to that!" They clink their half empty glasses together.

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"Honey, I'm home!" Stevie calls as she opens the front door, sitting her purse on the table.

"Hey, gorgeous,” he greets, coming around the corner to wrap his arms around her waist from behind, inhaling her scent.

"I missed you." He presses kisses to her jaw and cheek, hugging her tighter. She blushes profusely, glad he can't see her face.

Relaxing in his embrace, she contently sighs.

"I missed you, too." She places her hands on top of his, squeezing them.

"You look pretty."

She giggles. "Thank you, baby."

"How was breakfast?"

"It was great. Tyler says hey. We caught up, which felt like we never left off. Talked about everything under the sun!”

"That's always a great thing, babe."

"Yeah, of course! It just really felt nice to be back with my girl, man. We haven't hung out like that, in a minute."

"You're making me miss my boys, cut it out." He fake pouts, twirling her around in his hold, her giggles filling his ears.

Pulling her back into his chest, he attacks her lips with wet kisses, unintentionally ruining her panties, as their tongues begin to wrestle.

Pulling away from their lip lock, she pants wildly.

"I.. I had a few drinks, and I'm not afraid to fuck you in this kitchen."

The wicked smirk on his lips turns her into a complete puddle.

Dragging a finger down her cleavage, he reaches back up to grip her neck, pulling her closer to him.

“Get upstairs.”

Sprawled out in the mess of sheets, as bare as the day they were born, the lovers wrap up in one another, savoring their intimate moment.

"Proposal's right around the corner," Rod mumbles into her fingertips, as his soft lips brush over them.

"Oh yeah?"

"Mhm. I've already got a ring." He casually says, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"Picked out?" She asks, impressed.

"I bought it." He says, pressing another kiss to her lips. 

Her brows lift as she pushes up from her position, causing him sit up as well.

"Excuse me…what?" She asks in shock, eyes wide.

He chuckles, reaching out for her hands. "Stevie, stop playin'."

"No. You stop playin'! You bought an engagement ring??"

"Of course I did.” He jerks his head back a bit.

“I meant it, when I said I was marrying you sooner than you think. You ain't take me seriously?"

Still flustered at the thought of him buying her a ring, she opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

"Vie." He calls, worried he might've done too much.

"Gimme a second," she responds, sliding her hands out of his to pull the sheet over her naked frame.

"I didn't take you for a joke when you said it, I just.. I didn't think you'd go out and buy a ring. That's huge!" She stares at him with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry I overwhelmed you, baby. I just like being steps ahead of you. I'm not gonna rush it because I agree, we're not ready just yet, I just like to know that it'll already be there, when the time is right." he winks at her.

Her cheeks flush red.

"A well calculated man, indeed. You scare me, sometimes." She laughs, running her fingers through her sweaty hair.

"You wouldn't say yes, if I asked you tomorrow?" He teases, making her laugh.

"Roderick, you could ask me, right now, and I'd say yes. I just wanna be your girlfriend for a little bit longer, since this is the only time I'll be one. That's all." She shrugs.

He softens his defense, reaching back out for her hands. "I understand, baby."

"Are you upset?"

"Of course not. I didn't mean to make you feel rushed. I just know that I wanna marry you." He softly smiles.

"I wanna marry you, too."

"That's all I need, baby," he pressed kisses to her hands, “maybe a baby or two."

Stevie softly laughs. "A baby or two, huh?"

"A boy and a girl. Sounds good to me!"

"Me too! You have any names picked out?"

"Hm... I don't, actually. I just know I ain't gon be that dad that names his kid, Roderick jr." Stevie laughs, looking at the grimace that spreads across his face at the thought.

"Aw, a little Roderick jr. sounds so cute, though!"

His expression worsens, making her double over in laughter.

"You can't be serious." He shakes his head at her. "It's bad enough, me and that motherfucker's name start with the same letter. Ma woulda caught all the hell if she named me Richard jr. That's enough." He plainly states.

"Okay, okay. No jr's, got it."

She holds her hands out, welcoming him back into her embrace, “come'ere, my big baby."

They lay back down in the sheets. Her nails draw a pattern on his back as he drifts off to sleep.

"I love you." He says.

"And, I love you."

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I want you, forever.

On rainy days,

After you've given a headache.

On sunny ones,

When I push your buttons.

On busy days,

When we get a little too carried away.

I want you, on bad days

When we shut down and isolate.

On good days,

Where life seems so sweet.

Even if we're unsure,

I'm always certain about one thing..

I want you, forever.

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"Aye, David... Can I talk to you for a minute?" Rod asks, as he walks into his mother's kitchen, where David's cooking Sunday dinner for the foursome.

"What's on your mind, son."

Setting his elbows on top of the island, he gazes out of the big windows at his two favorite girls, laughing it up about God knows what.

"I'm ready to marry Stevie." He says, clearly.

"That's obvious, you know." David chuckles, covering the pots on stove, and turning to face Rod.

He cracks a smile. "I guess you're not wrong."

They share a laugh.

"Have you told her?"

"We talked last night, yeah. She's not quite as eager as I am, but I'm not mad. Just gives me more time to plan things.

"Well, having an understanding is very important in any relationship, so that's great." He pats his shoulder.

"So, you got a ring picked out, yet?"

“I actually do, it looks like something of her dreams.” He smiles.

“Yeah?”

“Got a sweet deal on it, too! Only five fifty!”

“That's a mighty sweet deal, what does it look like, though? You got me excited.” David laughs.

“Oh yeah! She stresses about her jewelry being rose gold, so I got a rose gold band and there's pink diamonds across the front, like petals almost. It's so dainty I was scared to hold it in my hand!” He stresses, chuckling to himself.

David fondly shakes his head.

“She's gonna love it. I already know it.”

“I hope so. I'm so nervous, even after talking about everything. I just want it to be perfect. She deserves that.”

“After everything you two have been through, I doubt the last thing she's needing from you is perfection. You know her like the back of your hand— I mean, just listen to you talking about this ring was wild, I think you're more excited than she is,” he pokes fun, making Rod laugh.

“Just go with your gut, son. No way you could mess this up.

“Thanks, man. You're not always a pain in the ass.”

“Ah, there he is!” He pokes again, cackling up a storm as Rod heads out the back door.

"There's my handsome man." Viv says, her warm hand reaching for Rod’s cheek.

"This is the best lemonade I've ever had, by the way."

"I know what I be doin', ma." He smiles, looking over at Stevie, giving her a wink. She blushes like always.

"What y'all out here talkin' bout?" He asks, draping his arm around Stevie's shoulder, pulling her into his side.

"Stevie tells me that you guys are taking a trip, soon."

"Yeah. The boys wanna get out the country and go to Jamaica for a lil bit. His girl's coming, so Stevie won't be the only girl there." He chuckles. "Sounds like it'll be fun."

"Yes, of course. You two just be very careful. Don't be getting into trouble."

"Ah, that's my middle name." Rod jokes.

"Don't make me hurt you, child."

"I don't wanna see nothing!" Stevie covers her eyes, the pair laughing at her.

"But, seriously. You two be careful." Viv stresses.

"We will, ma. I promise."

“I'll make him call you as soon as we land. My folks already gave me the same spiel.” Stevie says.

“See? Smart parents!”

“Ma, come on. We got common sense, right?”

“Your friends are questionable, especially outside the country. Flight risks.”

“Ma,” he laughs, not believing how she's talking about his friends.

“I love them like they're my own, which is why I'm saying what I'm saying,” she defends, making Stevie giggle and step away to drink her lemonade.

“Oh god,” she mutters, waving at David through the kitchen window.

“Those two at it, again?” He asks, opening the door as she heads up the stairs to talk to him.

“Aren't they always?” She laughs, taking in the aroma coming from inside the kitchen.

“What's for dinner?”

“Pork chops, mashed potatoes, macaroni, rice and green beans.”

“Oh man, that all sounds so good!!”

“And, there's red velvet cake for dessert. Also might've picked up somebody's favorite ice cream.”

“You got that boy almond fudge ice cream?? Aww, y'all do like each other!” She coos, rubbing his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah. Knucklehead ain't too bad.” He smiles. “I'll let you know when the food’s ready.”

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[cal-daisies-and-briars]

hi Cal!

I'm mostly expecting this to be posted after the competition is through, but I am wishing the best of luck to you, Porto and Cassy this weekend ahead of time!

I'm very excited for every WIP you've got going this week! but particularly, I'm thrilled to see your style and flair there within one bed and bad things bingo, (especially more of this thread you and Chris are pulling out of Eddie,) so I'll start with those and see where the weekend takes things 😁💜

PS—any thoughts as to the emoji for the next square on your card? 👀

🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷

🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️🛏️

Hey! THANK YOU!!!

I appreciate that so much!

I'm not sure which square I'm going to do next but MAYBE something with a mouth?

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Buck is grinning ear to ear.

“I missed you so much!” He exclaims.

“I missed you, too, Buck,” Chris replies. “There’s no one like you in Texas.”

Buck chuckles and musses the top of Christopher’s hair.

“That’s why your dad’s never allowed to move back.”

“Yeah,” Chris agrees. “That’s true.”

Eddie feels warm.

“How’s your mouth?” Buck asks, stepping back from Chris a bit. 

“Crap,” Chris admits. 

“Rough go,” Buck empathizes.

“Have you ever had your wisdom teeth removed?” Chris asks him. 

“Nope!” Buck says. “Never became an issue for me.”

“Does that mean you’re wiser than Dad?” Chris asks, turning to smirk at Eddie a little.

Eddie chuckles. He’d explained to Chris that he also got his wisdom teeth removed, albeit later than Shannon, and now Chris. It had happened to Eddie during basic training. Before his first deployment. The whole recovery process had been cold and sterile and alone. Rushed, so he could get back to it. All a reminder of how young he was, really. He’d been desperate for a little comfort, but there was no one to ask. 

“Yep!” Buck replies cheerily. “But we already knew that.”

Once upon a time, Eddie would have rolled his eyes at that. Disputed it. Now he just shrugs. He thinks maybe it’s actually very true.

They fall back into the usual stride of things. Everything feels so normal for a moment that it leaves Eddie almost breathless. Video games and ice cream in front of the television. Teasing and laughter. A general sense of ease. Eddie wants to cry. He has been missing this so badly. 

Not everything is like before, though. And that’s… Well, Eddie thinks it’s good. Eddie thinks it means something. Eddie think it’s one of the big reasons things won’t fall apart the same way again.

Buck sits so close to Eddie they’re practically melting into each other. It’d be easy to blame it on the sudden reappearance of a third person on the couch, but that hasn’t seemed to matter for weeks. This is just what they’ve been like lately. Ever since Eddie sat him down tearfully after one of his therapy sessions and explained things. One of those broken, badly healed bones. Buck had held onto him while he fell apart, and he hasn’t fully let go since. 

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The rushed, inexpensive couch he’d bought shopping with Natalia had not lived up to a couple weeks of sexual discovery and exploration with two large men. Whoops.

“I… I didn’t notice,” Eddie admits. 

“Hey, that’s okay,” Buck waves it off. “You’ve had a lot going on.”

And it’s Buck who has been dropping in on Eddie more often than not, lately. Making sure he’s, like, eating and moving and not totally catatonic. 

“The bed doesn’t matter,” Eddie says quickly. “I mean, if that’s okay. I don’t care about quarantine-style.”

They’d shared fine enough, for a few months in 2020.

“Fine by me,” Buck says. “Whatever you need.”

Neither of them mentions the air mattress sitting in a box in Eddie’s garage. 

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The first night, nothing happens, of course. Not that Buck is expecting anything to happen. He’s not. Obviously! Just, what he’s saying is, it’s basically normal.

They have a couple beers, throw on bad reality TV to get Eddie’s mind off things, and go to bed. Backs facing each other, unmoving. Eddie sleeps like a rock. Like maybe he hasn’t slept well in nights, and he finally is managing it. Buck wakes up a few times in the night, just to check. 

That’s all that happens.

ii.

Father’s Day is obviously harder. They’re working until ten in the morning, and then they go back to Buck’s loft together. 

Work hasn’t been great lately. With Gerrard instead of Bobby. It sucks for everyone. Buck least of all. Except, Buck does the worst job of hiding how he’s feeling. He has to today, though. Because today, no matter how miserable he’s feeling, Eddie is feeling exponentially worse. And it’s up to Buck to alleviate that in any small way he can. 

In fact, he makes it his mission. 

There are several reasons for this. One, he wants a way to distract himself from work. Two, he feels like it’s sort of his responsibility. Three, if he can be of any help to Eddie, then maybe it will translate into Eddie being able to get Chris back sooner. But the real and most pressing reason is that he adores Eddie, is devoted to Eddie, and feels Eddie’s pain like a knife in his own gut. 

So he makes it his mission to make Eddie feel a little bit better, if he can. 

[toast-tales]

I Lava You, Chapter 5: Humans Bounce

Read Chapter 1 here!

Cover art by @luckyshotwrites!

This short story takes place after P39 of ITWOM and as such, contains minor, minor spoilers for ITWOM - read at your own risk! You do NOT need to have read WIDFALI to enjoy this story!

This story is cowritten with the amazing, fantastic @luckyshotwrites and uses the minor character June from their ongoing vore story What I'd Do For A Livable Income. It's chock full of monsters, magic, goofs, and absolutely fantastic worldbuilding and characters. Give it a shot if you haven't yet!

Contains: references to g/t soft, safe vore. ~1100 words.

Chapter 5: Humans Bounce

Sam’s body, still working on digesting their dinner, wasn’t actually craving a human right now. They knew that would change in an hour or so, but they’d need to find something to do in the meantime.

Part of them wanted to go over to Chris’s and show off their new human. The other part of them still told them that was a bad idea, at least for now.

“You like video games, little buddy?” Sam picked the human up and put them on their shoulder, heading over to their PC. 

The slime in disguise awaited his ride on the giant’s shoulder. Taking advantage of Sam's comfort, he nuzzled into his neck. He cherished the comfort that came with cuddling his friends—it showed his love for them.

Even so, June was not hanging on very well, so if Sam jolted too hard, he would fall. Though, in June's case, falling didn't bother him.

Sam switched their computer on, and the fans and lights blazed to life in a bright, colorful fashion. “I think I’ll get a few rounds in. Uh…I guess you can watch, if you want.” 

Sam hadn’t exactly given them much of a choice, putting June on their shoulder like that. Sam just wanted the human close to them for now. They weren’t thinking much about asking the human what they wanted to do.

When the lights appeared again, June's eyes lit up behind his glasses. “OOHHH!” As Sam attempted to sit down, June lurched forward to observe the colors. 

And then June was falling.

Oh no!!! He squeaked in his head. He couldn’t grab onto anything—he was tumbling away from Sam, not even able to reach the desk in his descent. 

The lack of screaming meant that June falling off of their shoulder didn’t fully process in Sam’s head until June was halfway to the floor. They hadn’t thought about how precarious their shoulder was as a perch—they weren’t exactly used to handling humans, but Christopher’s human was on his shoulder all the time, so Sam figured it would be fine.

Their heart stopped as they realized what had happened. “Oh FUCK—” They made a desperate grab for their human, but didn’t get to them in time. 

They were about to go into panic mode before they saw something crazy—there was a squish as the human flattened slightly against the ground like a squish ball before bouncing back to their feet as if nothing had happened. 

June scrambled to get back up. Tristan said I can’t fall from high places in front of humans! HUMANS DON’T SURVIVE FALLS!

“I’m okay!” June exclaimed, without worry. He hoped Sam wouldn't notice what had happened. 

Sam blinked. Then stared at the ground where the human had landed. Then blinked again.

I swear I didn’t eat them yet. I just got a little taste. Also, humans don’t cause hallucinations. Probably. What kind of trippy—

Sam’s hands just hovered next to June, trembling slightly. Christopher would KILL me if I dropped a human. “L-little buddy?” they asked, tentatively. “Are you. Uh. Are you sure you’re good? You didn’t get hurt?” They picked June up and brought them closer to their face, as if to check for injuries. Or perhaps to make sure he was actually alive and breathing and it wasn’t some weird hallucination. “Can all humans, um. Uh…bounce like that?”

“I’m all good!” June's smile curled with nervousness. Sam lifted him up and brought him closer. June pursed his lips together, and teetered his head to face away from Sam. What do I say? I don’t want to lie to Sam! But I can’t tell them the truth. He turned back to his friend. He liked the warmth that followed Sam's touch.

“I’m not hurt, don’t worry, we humans can…bounce. Yes. We’re really resilient. You can drop us from any height or squish us and we won’t get hurt... except with sharp stuff.” June punctuated his lie with several affirmative nods. What if Sam catches my lies? I’ll get in big trouble for letting a human find out.

This is the point where another giant might have questioned how human June actually was. But there were a multitude of factors working in June’s favor now—one being that Sam’s experience with humans outside of their stomach was rather limited. The other, of course, was that there were no other species similar enough to humans in this world for June to be mistaken for. The scent and the taste were more than enough to have Sam convinced—for now.

“Whoa…are you serious?” Sam’s first instinct, naturally, was to squeeze June in their fist like a stress ball. Not too hard, but enough that a normal human may have had a complaint of a cracked rib. “How have I never figured this out?” 

June felt the pressure of Sam’s fist squeeze him. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling for June—actually, Sam’s grip felt refreshing to June—pleasantly so.

He giggled lightly. “Mhm.” He waited for Sam’s grip to relax before he rested his head on the side of Sam's finger. My cover’s still in the clear. Uncle Tristan would be so proud. June didn’t realize the ramifications his “cover” could have in the future if Sam did this to any other human. 

“You have very comforting hands,” June said. He’d never been squished in an innocent way like this. When he had cuddle puddles with his work friend Elliot, his friend had always treated him with care. 

June’s comment only encouraged Sam to continue to squish June in their palm, pushing against their cheek and pressing into their strangely malleable torso. They’d become thoroughly distracted from the game they’d intended to waste time with, instead staring at June intently with a curious fascination.

“So you said…you can be dropped from any height? Huh. Maybe that’s how humans get around. I dunno why Chris got so worked up about making sure I didn’t drop his human before.”

June, thoroughly squished in Sam’s grip now, was purring lightly and nodding along with what Sam said—the best he could, anyways. “Mhm. That’s right. I can be dropped from any height.”

Sam’s eyes gained a dangerously interested gleam. “And you said you liked going fast, huh?” They cast a glance at the far wall of their bedroom, and an urge as crazy as it was suddenly tempting came to the forefront of their mind. They wanted to test these new limits they hadn’t previously allowed themselves to consider. 

Still squishing the human in their grip, they grinned. “So like, if I threw you as fast as I could at that wall, it wouldn’t hurt you?”

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Chapter 6 ->

It'll be fine! Probably! Thank you for reading, as always!

[elliebean714]

heyy!! how is it going? I'd like to request an until dawn scenario where Mike is flirting with the reader in order to annoy (not in a bad way) Sam, the reader's girlfriend. Something cute like a protective and caring Sam would be perfect :(

thank you!

Ooooooohhhhhh yeeyy! That sounds super cute! Sam Simps, come get your juice!!! 🔔🔔🔔💗💗 kinda short but I like it any way.

Hands Off

Sam Giddings x GN!Reader

Fluffy Fluffy Goodness

Pre-Game

"Hey Y/N!" Mike called out across the hallway, obnoxiously. He'd seen them with Sam, and he loved teasing Sam, the way she became super defensive and protective every time he did it was always really funny. To him at least, Sam never saw the humour. Y/N always thought it was cute how possessive Sam became every time, she made them blush profusely with all her sweet, yet sharp, words of love. "You're looking real hot today, you know that babe?" He winked 'seductively'.

"Yeah, I do know that, Sam's told me that a lot. And not just today, she tells me all the time." Y/N smiled at Sam.

"Good, she's damn right." He looked Y/N up and down whilst biting his lip.

"Okay Mike. Thanks for tryna hit on my partner. Always appreciate that. But Y/N have somewhere to be so if you'll excuse us." Sam interjects, grabbing Y/N's wrist gently and leading them away.

"Loving the view Y/N!" He called out as they left.

"Shut up Mike!" Sam yelped.

~~

At lunch, Sam met Y/N at their locker. Y/N kissed her cheek as they placed their things in the locker.

"How was class babe?" Sam asked, playing with their hair softly.

"Eh, it was okay. How 'bout you?" They smiled, looking into her soft hazel eyes.

"Boring, kept thinking of you." She responded as the pair started walking towards the cafeteria. They duo bought their food together.

"Mike better not flirt with you, I sware to God." She says through her teeth as they approached the table all their friends are sat at.

Josh laughs with Beth and Chris, Ashley helps Matt with his homework, Jess braids Hannahs hair. Sam takes a seat next to Hannah, Y/N sits next to Sam, leaving two spare seats free on their other side.

Sam and Y/N begin eating and chatting with the rest of the group, smiles are shared throughout the group.

"What's up party people!" Mike calls out as he joins the table, Emily attached to his hip. He took a seat next to Y/N, much to Sam's dismay. She placed a hand around their waist and pulled them closer to her.

"How you doin, gorgeous?" Mike flirted, blowing a kiss in their direction and winking.

"They're doing fine Mike." Sam quipped.

"Oof, I hit a nerve Sammy?" He teased.

"Ugh Mike stop hitting on everything that breathes." Emily roles her eyes.

"What's wrong with window shopping?" He smirked.

Lunch passed slowly, everyone was laughing and chatting lightheartedly but Sam grimaced everytime Mike spoke, even if he wasn't flirting or even talking to Y/N. After a while, he was called to deal with some 'class president' duties, blowing kisses in both Emily and Y/N's directions.

"I hate when he does that." Sam mumbled once Mike left the room.

Y/N kissed her temple to comfort her, "I know. But I'm all yours babe, don't worry about that."

"I know, I love you." Sam smiled genuinely for a moment before frowning again "I hate when he does that though..."

"Why don't you challenge him to a fight to the death? Winner keeps my heart." Y/N offered.

Sam laughed quietly, "I might just try that."

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~Elliebean714

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[glittergutts]

I've been having a stressful morning. And I need to process my thoughts about preparing for treatment.

First we couldn't figure out the money to get all the stuff I need to take to treatment and I had a cry about feeling like I shouldn't even go. I didn't know all my vitamins and supplements had to be unopened until the other day and it cost a lot to buy all at once.

Figured it out with the last of our available credit and my supplements and stuff should be here tomorrow and Sunday just in time for me to leave Monday morning.

Loki is extra whiney today. Like he won't chill out and I want to yell because I do not understand what he wants. I wish he would lay down and let me rub him when I'm sad. He refuses to be comforting.

My anxiety started getting really bad when I was on the phone with my mom and she was slamming me with question after question. She's always like that but today I couldn't handle it. She's asking things I can't answer and reminding me how out of control even my best plan is.

So after awhile I took the anxiety pill and convinced myself to get out of bed. I found some pretzels that looked pretty plain and a Gatorade and even though I barely had any of either I feel uncomfortably full. I think all the days of skipping food has started to really hurt my body.

I got the okay to bring ensure drinks to treatment but I'm not even sure if I like them I just have to have the calories in a drink (because i cant fucking eat 360 calories at once) so I can take my latuda and I normally drink a Chai protein thing at home. I'm going to ask Chris to bring home a few flavors I can try so I can figure out which type to buy.

The food at treatment is close to nothing. They do cook dinners but it's always meat or something I don't eat so I have to fend for myself the whole stay. Once I lived off orange cups and plain Oatmeal for 12 days. I was so happy to eat again when I discharged.

I hope it's better this time I wish I was allowed to just bring my own food but I understand why they don't allow that.

I need to wash all my laundry today so I can figure out what clothes I'm bringing and get my bag ready. I'm waiting on a night gown from Amazon. I don't want to sleep in a big tee shirt there like I do at home because it doesn't feel safe and private to be pantsless. I bought a nice pair of sleep shorts when I went a few years ago and I'm going to bring those again and I think having 2 sleep outfits should be fine as long a I don't have sweat nightmares. They have laundry there if I do need to wash anything.

Also because of covid the rooms aren't shared anymore so I have the privacy to use the bathroom or change or sleep in my room whenever I want to. Hell I can take a shower at 3 am and nobody would stop me. Although I'll be trying to sleep and behave like the functional person I want to be. It's just a relieving idea to have some space and freedom.

I'm desperately hoping having the time to focus on my needs and health will let me leave a little better of a person or at be able to take better care of myself and family. I'm tired of letting myself down.

I found some nice skincare things in mini containers I can bring with that will make shower time a little more enjoyable. I have some fidget toys in a bag and some art supplies with a folder that has paper and coloring sheets inside. I'm going to bring my comfort pillow and my favorite squishmallow plushies. I just need to take a few pictures of my family and I feel like I tried my best to bring comfort with me. I got to order aromatherapy balm sticks because I can't have essential oils and I don't see why I couldn't have these so I feel good about my supply of comfort things.

I used to take so much klonapins and do normal stuff like safely drive my car but I feel heavily medicated this time like I need to lay down. At least I'm not having a panic attack and I had some food.

[ivygrovvs]

(   CHRIS FULTON  +  CISMALE  +  HE/HIM   )    dearest  reader,  i  am  ever  so  delighted  to  introduce  PHILIP CRANE,  the twenty five  mr crane,  known  among  the  ton  as  hardworking  +  dedicated but  their  foes  would  certainly  tell  you  that  they  are  more  withdrawn  +  angry.  perhaps  that  is  why  many  seem  to  think  they  had  something  to  do  with  the  ongoings  around  the  ton,  but  here  they  are  anyway  !  

—intro ;

full name → philip crane current age → twenty two faceclaim → chris fulton based off of → the bridgerton television/bridgerton book series hobbies → gardening, studying plants, spending time in his green house status → unmarried

— he is described to be ;

+, brillant, hard working, dedicated -, withdrawn, awkward, loner

— relationships ;

thomas crane → father (desceased) amanda crane → mother (desceased) \ george crane → brother (elder)

— biography ;

philip crane was is one of two sons of sir crane and his wife lady crane. philip and his brother george crane are very close, in both age, and relationship. his mother and father have both died, his mother when he was very young, and his father recently. he grew in the country and romney hall, enjoying the quiet life.

philip is not comfortable around many people. he is very happy being a second son, largely forgotten, and able to drift into the background. his brother was much more comfortable in the forefront, and that was fine with philip as his brother would be the next earl, and philip would be largely forgotten

from a young age, philip discovered he enjoyed plants. he enjoyed planting, watering, watching them grow. as he got older he loved trying to find ways to make the grow better, stronger, last longer. he studied every book he could find, and knows almost every plant known by just sight and a few characteristic. he would rather spend time in his green house, hours on end, sometimes forgetting to eat. he had a few school friends, but he was never close with them, in the same manner his brother was with his own, and while he is no virgin, he had only been with a very small number of women.

his father, sir thomas crane, hated philip. he wasn't likable like george, he wasn't strong in the same sense, he felt his love of plants and gardening made him weak. his father was abusive, physically and mentally, and philip got the brunt of it. george never stood by and let his father just do it, but he could not stop their father. george was always the one to give philip something for the pain or other comfort.

now that his father is dead, and george is now Sir Crane, philip decided to come to london, in hopes of continuing with his education in botny, and has only decided to enter society, to rebuild his family name, since his father had a bad reputation of being horrible. philip doesn't care for a match for himself, but he loved george, knows how good he is, and feels he should be able to find a wife without the stench of their father