#michael gets his bear boyfriend eventually

[sonicfanthenightfury5099]

Hello hello!

If it’s not too much to ask, may I please request some fluff/comfort reactions with Thomas, RZ Michael, bubba and whoever else you wanna add?

It would be about the reader going Into their room and ask the boys if they can spend the night with them because they experience real bad panic attacks at night. It sometimes get so bad that the reader fears that they will lose oxygen as they panic. (As someone who experience those regularly, it’s terrifying, so having our favourite big boy’s comfort would be great)

That’s pretty much it! :) hope this is okay❤️ thank you so much if you do get to this request, I love your writing so much!

As someone who also had panic attacks in High School I can see some of the boys spending the night with Reader.

Sorry this took so long to write this, I tried to figure out what write. I juggle alot in my head example I'm currently working on a rough draft of my future Webcomic

Enjoy this

Slashers Spending the night with You

Summary: You ask your boyfriend to send the night so they don't go through a really bad panic attack during the night.

Characters: Michael Myers (OG, RZ, and Peepaw), Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Saywer, Brahms Heelshire, and The Sinclairs Brothers

CW: Cuteness from the boys

Michael Myers RZ

When you ask him if he can stay home for the night, he gave you one his head tilts

He would usually go out and you stay home, but trying to sleep is hard

You tell him you get really bad Panic attacks at night, which have you scared of not be able to breathe

Alright I'll stay for the night

He seeing people having Panic attacks at Smith's Grove, especially one passing out from a attack

Wrapped in blanket and something warm to drink

A old monster movie playing on the TV as he puts his arm around your waist

Thomas Hewitt

Automatic Mama bear mode when you tell him you get really bad Panic attacks at night and have a fear of losing Oxygen as they panic

You can hold on to him like a teddy bear

Back rubs

You'll be falling asleep with him holding you close

Vincent Sinclair

Like Thomas, Mama Bear mode active

Warm blankets wrapped around the both of you in his bedroom

Candles lit to make it comfortable for you

Bo better not cause you to have an Attack

Brahms Heelshire

Before he showed himself has seen you have attacks at night (Brahms being Brahms) holding on to the doll

He eventually showed himself when you have a really bad episode

One extremely confused about a guy just came into your room, and Two who is he? Is it Brahms? You where told he died a long time ago

"Brahms?" You asked, he nodding as his reply

"Could you stay with me tonight? I need some comfort." You ask. "Yes." He replied in his child voice

He's holding on till the sun comes up

Michael Myers OG

Much like RZ Michael, your going to get one of his famous head tilts

Michael would just leave you home and when he gets back your still awake waiting for him

So that's why you stay up waiting for me, when you explain him about your Panic attacks at night

Guess he'll wait another night to hunt

He has became your weighted plushie in bed

He fell asleep afterwards

Bo Sinclair

Don't we sleep in the Same bed darlin?

He was going to check the gas station for a bit

"Is that why you have trouble sleeping?"

How about this, you can wear one of my shirts, I'll go down to the station and we can do anything you want

He comesback and your making popcorn while wearing his grey tee on

Watching a Documentary on the TV on Penguins

You fell asleep after that and he carry you to bed

Bubba Saywer

Relatable

Blanket Fort in the bedroom with some snacks

Watching a rerun on the TV in the bedroom

I recently watched the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre on the anniversary day

Lester Sinclair

"Oh my they get that bad?" He said when you told him about your really bad night Panic attacks

He normally doesn't go out at night but sometimes his brother ask him to come to the gas station to help out it

But tonight he can say in and listen to the radio

Snacking on jerky till you fell asleep

Jason Voorhees

Oh you poor bean

Much like Thomas and Vincent, Mama Bear Mode active

Warm blankets and warm drinks while having a Fire lit in the cabin

Eventually falling asleep next to the fire

Peepaw Michael Myers

Old man Head tilt

"Please stay in tonight Michael, I dont want to be alone tonight." You said to him

Putting on a old cheese romance movie to ease your nerves

He gags at some of the parts which makes you giggle

His turn, an old monster movie The Fly from 1958

He rubs your back while started to fall asleep

He carried you to the shared bedroom to sleep cause he started to get sleeply too

[isa-ghost]

cranboo and phil hcs maybe..........

God where do I start with this. /pos

qPhil headcanons masterlist

I know exactly where. *Slams my fist on the desk.* ENDER KING POSSESSION AND ENDER WALK. Being manipulated by a [perceived?] higher being without their consent and to some degree without their knowledge. Doing things they'd never do in their right minds, hurting people they'd never hurt. Becoming cold and self-centered while controlled. Being terrified of how they can barely if at all control themselves.

Phil misses that kid a lot, actually. He was trying his best, and he can relate to just wanting to settle and belong somewhere while trying to put personal demons to rest or at least escape them. He's glad he could pass on some wisdom and give him a sanctuary while he tried to heal and move on.

He wishes he could've taught Ranboo how to not feel so guilty about things. And to have less shame. He started, but feels like he didn't make a lot of progress.

He hopes he'll cross paths with Ranboo again some day. He'd love to see how his Ender abilities have developed, how he's changed and matured, and same with Michael if he has the kid with him. Sometimes it makes him too aware of his immortality, but he does enjoy seeing how people he knew years ago have grown.

He had mixed feelings about Michael_Beloved. He certainly wasn't gonna hurt him whatsoever though, that's for sure. He enjoyed watching Techno's reactions to the kid.

He can't lie to himself, he was honestly kinda looking for some of the same weird quirks popping up while Ender King was possessing him as the ones he knew Ranboo was developing. He's SO grateful he didn't develop the weakness to water (*laughs in amfmn*)

To this day he wonders what Ranboo was doing with those water bottles he asked him to get. He's a bit concerned, but it's none of his business. 🤷🏼‍♂️

I'm not sure what they would've bonded over, if anything, pre-Syndicate, but they Were neighbors in New L'Manberg for a while. Phil really did enjoy it, he just had no interest in the government part. Living in NL was temporary while he got his bearings in this new realm (and recovered from the fresh trauma).

Consider it because he's a people pleaser if you want, but Ranboo was always really good at helping tend to Phil's fucked up wings. And as rich as he was, he always seemed to have health potions or a gapple or something on hand for Phil to have if he was having a bad pain day. That kindness has never left Phil's mind, and sometimes Quesadilla Island residents reminded him of it.

CURSE THOSE DAMN 2X1 RANBOO MINES THAT WENT ON FOREVER, HE STILL DREADS SEEING TUNNELS LIKE THAT TO THIS DAY.

He would've fucking loved to watch Ranboo fruit it up on Quesadilla Island. Sometimes he imagines how he'd react to seeing Phil fruiting it up and it makes him laugh. Tbf on Ranboo's part, to him Phil would've gone from "I have a wife who's a goddess and I don't need anyone else" to "This is my wife, my husband, my fuckbuddy, his boyfriend, my other fuckbuddy–"

Consider: Because Ranboo ended up in the Nether with Michael, Blaze Empress eventually tells Phil she's located them. It may not be HER Nether, but after QI, her and Rose are kinda like "fuck it, we ball" now. Especially because they wanna make sure Ender King isn't being a bitch in some other realm. They'll beat his ass together in every universe. Anyway: Phil hears she's found Ran and they become pen pals via Blaze.

I think Phil being possessed by Ender King with Ranboo's filthy rich ass in walking distance of his house would've been really fucking funny.

The two of them were so shit at referring to themselves as their Syndicate code names. And because of the way things played out, they never had the time to get used to using them at all. To this day they hear those names and just start laughing like idiots.

Tbh if they were to cross paths again now, Phil would be way more likely to be a "bad" influence on Ranboo. Fuck it we Bolas. (I am eating the concept of Ranboo picking up on Phil seeming,, wilder than the last time they met).

[agendabymooner]

she's beauty, she's grace ! sergio 'checo' p. x ofc (miss philippines!ofc)

summary: the red bull driver sergio perez has married a long-time fan - who also happened to be the miss universe 2018 winner AND the mother to his two kids, carmella 'mella' ayala.

content warning: possible use of explicit language, established relationship, miss universe!ofc, fluff, dad!checo and mom!ofc, mentions checo and his proud bf moment, video clips + tweets and posts, what is proper grammar, mentions of characters from jenson button x ofc work and seb vettel x ofc piece (no storyline involved)

note: i used this face claim because i was one of those people that were screaming "PHILIPPINES" at the tv hoping that catriona gray would win. don't ask me why i made a checo one. there's something about that man that had my internals screaming for a moment so i've been at this thing for HOURS. i should probably update my masterlist soon before i start packing my shit and going 😭🤠 enjoy xx

masterlist

MISS U(niverse), CHECO ❤️ | MELLA TALKS ABOUT BEING CELEBRATED IN MEXICO BY HER BOYFRIEND'S FAMILY | CARMELLA AYALA HOMECOMING 2019 w/ VICE GANDA by abscbn

HOST: VICE (GANDA) GUEST: CARMELLA AYALA

[translation: mi rana pequeño = my little frog]

tagged schecoperez

liked by carlossainzjr, danielricciardo, christianhorner

user1 my little frog 😭

user2 WHICH ONE IS A HARRIE?!

carmayalaprz bitzy but he's at the hotel rn 😅 he's taking a break from chiquito

user2 even froggys need a break too 😩🙌

schecoperez what do you mean mr. bitzy's at the hotel 🧐

carmayalaprz what do you mean by that love? 😄😊

schecoperez 😊

maxverstappen1 uh oh. i wouldn't play this game with carma if i were you checo 🤔

redbullracing i agree with max on this one

christianhorner i don't really mind being introduced to bopit and bitzy every time 😕 liked by carmayalaprz

carmayalaprz i hope gp's the same because there's gonna be a lot of that soon 😅

danielricciardo how much plushies does he have for the trip rn?

carmayalaprz without cece's? about seven. apparently the whole pack either come or be left at home but we all know the chances of one being left alone in the cold dark place

danielricciardo i can barely imagine ribb being left alone at home- can you just imagine that poor frog crying for his friend?

carmayalaprz i can never 😔

tagged schecoperez, artsforyouth, artsforkids

liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton, adaabbott

adaabbott ah yes! the efficient cardboard crafting camp! my favourite activities yet! liked by carmayalaprz

carmayalaprz i had my biggest proud wife and mom moment just watching serg and silas make those houses 🥰

adaabbott haha! i can imagine! poppet and jens definitely tried their best working together!

user1 silas and sergio perez are the most iconic duo since sebastian and michael 😍

user2 i love how hands-on you and checo are when it comes to your little ones!

carmayalaprz thank you so much! us parents are trying despite the busy schedules, you know? 💖

danielricciardo i hope you guys brought earplugs. god knows how much of a screamer silas is 😭

schecoperez daniel for the last time he didn't intentionally try to break your eardrums 🤠

carmayalaprz try babysitting them, you'll get used to it eventually

danielricciardo maybe next time, yes?

user3 danny would probably add more to the noise if anything ngl 😭

schecoperez am i ever glad to take your and silas' attentions away from the stupid frogs 😄 liked by carmayalaprz

carmayalaprz don't say that about those frogs 🤠 i was shedding blood and tears swiping my card after passing by that store

schecoperez maybe next time let's not go to a mall with a build a bear store 🤔

carmayalaprz i agree. we might have pavlov'd our son with the build-a-bear stores we come across to

maxverstappen1 so i should return the froggy i bought him then...?

redbullracing you know the right answer to that max.

the perez kids

silas milo ayala perez

cecilia morgana ayala perez

[steelbluehome]

Out Magazine, June/July 2009

Hot List: Sebastian Stan

By Bill Keith

May 17, 2009

It's just as well you get over Sebastian Stan's sexuality right off the bat. Yes, the actor with a striking resemblance to a young Brad Pitt and the onscreen bearing of Cary Grant on a particularly unpleasant day is, in fact, straight. That doesn't mean his show is any less worth tuning in to.

Putting an updated twist on the biblical tale of David, Kings tells the story of King Silas (played by Deadwood's Ian McShane), the ruler of a fictional kingdom that looks alarmingly like midtown Manhattan. Stan plays his apparent playboy son, prone to late-night drug and booze binges and extravagant shopping sprees. In the show's premiere, NBC made a very clear and promising political statement when King Silas confronted Jack for the first time about his closeted sexuality: 'What you do at night with your boys after your show of skirt-chasing is a disgrace. If you were my second son, I wouldn't care, but for a king it's not possible'. You cannot be what God made you, not if you mean to take my place.'

Taking an immediate stance on whether homosexuality is a choice, the show quickly established that it wasn't interested in telling a one-dimensional coming-out story. 'Is it really a big deal for a network to have a gay character anymore?' Stan asks. 'The question is whether or not Jack can be an influential political figure by being who he is.' And at the advice of the show's creator, Michael Green, he turned to an interesting source to gain a greater understanding of where gays stand in the political arena.

'He advised me to watch Keith Olbermann's response to the passing of California's Prop 8. I'd never really seen him before, but to hear him speak so passionately about understanding it as a pure human thing, even though it wasn't something he was brought up to think, was awesome,' he says. 'And thinking about that as it relates to my character, who becomes more secure and stops thinking that he has to be the prototypical leader he was taught to be as a child, was very moving.' Michael Arden (who was adorable in 2004's Bare: A Pop Opera and as Kate Hudson's assistant in this year's Bride Wars) plays Prince Jack's long-suffering boyfriend and eventual guardian angel.

This isn't the first time Stan has played the rich, entitled asshole. The prep school'reared 25-year-old has mastered the art of channeling his inner James Spader in movies like this spring's The Education of Charlie Banks and on the CW's Gossip Girl, where he plays scene-stealing Chuck Bass's archnemesis, Carter Baizen. Before becoming a literally royal asshole on Kings, he stole away Leighton Meester's Blair Waldorf and took her to her darkest depths. He's stolen Meester's heart offscreen too. Though the engagement rumors are false, he couldn't be happier: 'I'm an extremely lucky person, absolutely! I think she's just amazing!' he gushes.

[mjj-nostalgia]

"This Song's For You" || Michael Jackson One-Shot

Imagine you are also a famous singer. You and Michael tried to be together but it didn't work out. One night at an award show, you sing a ballad that is about him. Michael looks on at you with regret.

Back at it again with another one-shot! lol Again, I did not to use gender/appearance defining characteristics but I did write this with a fem!reader in mind. However, as always, (Y/N) can be just about anyone ;)

Also the song (Y/N) sings is In Case by Demi Lovato - I'm not a songwriter so I couldn't think of any lyrics on the spot lol. This is also one of my favorite ballads. I recommend it!

It was 1980. You and Michael were both at your own levels of fame - him perhaps a bit more than you. You were up and coming and quite popular as you had an amazing voice for any ballad. Michael, of course, was a force all his own. He was not quite at his peak yet, but the fans were already chasing him and watching his every move. The two of you had had a budding winter romance toward the end of 1978 into 1979. Everyone thought that perhaps you were finally the one Michael was going to settle down with. All of his older siblings had pretty much all already married and had at least one child so far. Michael was getting old in terms of husband material - except he really wasn’t. Truthfully, both of you being 20 at the time of your relationship was young in the grand scheme of life. The both of you were also young and dumb for different reasons. Michael wasn’t taking your relationship as seriously as you thought he should. And you were a bit bratty and emotional sometimes still, which made the both of you clash. Not to mention the traveling - at this point in history there still wasn’t a great way to contact someone except for a phone call. Even then, you were at the mercy of them being home or near the phone to answer it. All this to say, things simply got to be too much and you broke up with each other. It was a bit of a dramatic spat that ended with you storming out and Michael trying to call you several times over the course of the next couple of weeks. Because of this, Michael recorded ‘She’s Out Of My Life’ for his album Off The Wall, which was released in August 1979. You also released an album near the end of that year, with your own heartbreak anthem on it.

The stage was set. January 1980 at the American Music Awards. You were both nominated and you were also going to be performing your hit song. You sat backstage as you waited for you to be introduced. You were never so nervous. This was the biggest event for you yet and your ex-boyfriend, in which the song you were about to sing was written about, was in the crowd. Talk about pressure! You walked over to the backside of the curtains. The makeup artist touched up your powder and made sure your hair was perfectly quaffed. You thanked them. Then suddenly:

“It’s my pleasure to introduce to the stage - (Y/N)!” The announcer said, pointing his hand toward you enthusiastically. He left the stage.

The lights dimmed. A single spotlight hit the stage where a single microphone stood. Your piano player began playing the ballad. You stepped out of the curtains as they opened and walked into the spotlight. You were wearing a tight black floor length dress adorned with shiny sequins and black gloves. Your jewelry was silver and bulky on your neck and wrists. The spotlight reflected these items and caught everyone’s attention, especially Michael’s. 

“Pictures in my pocket, 

All faded from the washer,

I can barely just make out your face,..” You began to sing. You tried not to scan the crowd for him. But it was no use. Your eyes locked with his as you got to the beginning of the course.

“I know, one day, eventually, 

Yeah, I know,

One day I’ll have to let it all go,...” You sang toward him before you looked away.

Michael looked down. He couldn’t bear to look at you and couldn’t bear to hear the words coming out of your mouth. He tried not to get emotional in front of the entire crowd but it was also no use. 

Then you belted out the next part of the song, using your beautiful and powerful voice to wow the crowd.

“In case, you don’t find what you’re looking for,

In case, you’re missing what you had before,

In case you change your mind, 

I’ll be waiting here in case, you just want to come home…,

In case…,” You sang.

The crowd was in awe. 

Michael looked back up, noticing you were no longer looking at him. He looked incredibly sad and was full of regret. But, the words offered him some sort of hope for reconciliation. 

As you got to the end of the song, you belted out the lyrics with your powerful voice once more.

“In case, you’re looking in that mirror one day,

And miss my arms, how they wrapped around your waist,

I say, you can love me again,

Even if it isn’t the case,” You sang, tears coming to your eyes.

As you finished the song, the crowd erupted with applause and cheers. You walked back from the microphone for a moment before you smiled politely to the room. You put your hands behind your back and bowed. When you stood back up, your eyes met with Michael’s again. He was clapping and smiling softly at you. He was proud of you. You gave him a bit of a nod.

A little while later, you were backstage, drinking some much needed water and chatting with some other younger famous adult women. The award show had ended and Michael was going home with three wins, while you were going home with one. You were having a great time until the ladies you were talking to got quiet and gave each other, and you, a mischievous look.

“What?” You asked. Your back was facing toward the room.

“I think someone’s here to see you,” One of the them said. 

You blinked and turned around. 

Michael was standing shyly with his hands in his pockets. He smiled softly.

“Hey,” He said.

“Hey, you,” You said in return.

The ladies you were chatting with quickly walked away to give the two of you some space. You crossed your arms and smiled softly at him.

“You did amazing out there, you know. You have so much talent, (Y/N). I’m tellin’ ya!” Michael said sincerely, taking a hand out of his pocket and putting it by his side. 

You smiled with a blush and shuffled your feet a bit.

“Thank you, I appreciate that a lot. Congratulations on your wins tonight, too. You deserve them - more than anyone,” You said to him.

Michael blushed.

“Thank you, (Y/N). That means a lot to me, too. Don’t forget you won, too! Congratulations are in order for you, as well,” Michael smiled with a blush.

You chuckled and crossed your arms, giving him a pleasant smile. 

The two of you then gave each other a look of sadness mixed with some sort of hope. Michael looked at the floor for a moment before he bit his lip and looked back up at you.

“Are you going to the after party?” He asked. 

You shook your head with a chuckle.

“Probably not. Those party scenes aren’t really for me…you know that,” You said in a slightly playfully flirty tone. 

Michael nodded with a bigger smile before he nervously scratched the top of his head for a moment.

“I do know that,” He chuckled.

“Would you like to come back to my apartment? Not like that…Just so we can celebrate in a…quieter space,” Michael said almost sheepishly. 

You raised an eyebrow.

“Is anyone else going to be there?” You asked softly.

“...Not if you don’t want there to be,” He replied.

You laughed softly and thought for a moment, pulling your hands in front of your body and holding them together.

“Sure. That sounds really great,” You said, giving him a bit of a playful look.

Michael kept the smile on his face as he raised his hand to gestured toward the exit.

“After you,” He said with a playful look on his face as well.

You and Michael walked out of the venue together and got into his car. The driver drove you back to his place and you stayed nearly the whole night. But, you didn’t want to rush back into anything if there wasn’t actually a chance. You went home but not before telling Michael to call you.

“Don’t be a stranger,” You said, pulling at his collar on his suit jacket.

“I won’t be if you don’t want me to be,” He said sadly.

You looked up at him with wide eyes that were getting wet.

“What if I told you I didn’t want you to be?” You asked softly, peering up at him.

“Then I’ll call you,” Michael smiled longingly. 

You nodded and leaned up, kissing his cheek. He kissed yours back. You gave each other one last look before you walked out of the door. A couple days later, Michael did call you again. And, the rest is history.

[carmenized-onions]

review

chip is the biggest fourth wall breaker and i love it for her - time is definitely linear 100% we didn’t just read a tenet vibe flashback forward around and sideways episode that isn’t what happened?

her and carmy are so skinny not breaking the counter

any shoes left undropped? oh how i love your continued motifs

BEFORE YOU KNEW ME YOU CALLED ME CARMY???? completely and utterly feral. she found him charming!!! teehee. she is such a tumblr girl #parasocialrelationshipvibes

she found him charming teehee

chip is simultaneously the second most awkward and the least awkward and carmy is consistently the most awkward

okay the car incident was a month ago, good to know because the fever dreams are ongoing

promised to ask you out (when he’s mentally stable) LOL WHENS THAT HAPPENING

god you are so good at talking about throats i never knew that the feeling of someone’s throat could make me feel emotions

HE IS A MORON oh my god but he isn’t a bad guy (tumblr needs to see this after their comments on season 3 carmy)

carmy i beg do the fucking work i need you two to have sex now x

i love the way i can’t exactly tell who’s thoughts these are/ the respective it’s being written from - like some lines are so chip then some are so carmy and some are also giving me michael vibes (could be completely off parr with this and you didn’t intend for me to read into it this much).

for example

- [ ] “you squint like he’s a moron” is so chip, but then the “he is” is so mikey

- [ ] and then the “of course you want him to change” is so carmy and the “he sucks” is so mikey

stop thinking about food carmy oml wrap it up,

oh carmy you could definitely be better but

NO CHIP YOU COULD NOT BE BETTER NEVER ACCEPT DEFEAT “insert rodrick saying deny deny deny”

jk chip is a flawed character but also so likeable and that’s why we love her

the peoples princess did go hard to be fair this is so random but my ex boyfriend always said i was a fixer like chip but he never called me the peoples princess and the reason why is insane… HE DIDNT KNOW WHO PRINCESS DIANA WAS. bear in mind this boy was a fucking genius, going to one of the hardest degrees at a very good school and we are both british how in hell do you not know who princess diana is you fucking weirdo

i knew he was a making a dish in his head, and what does he do, go and prove me right and make a dish in his head

ITS EASIER TO MAKE THINGS WHEN THEY ARE FOR YOU,,,,, ABOUT YOU WTF

me with a chronic nail biting problem and a therapist 👁️👄👁️

you are both little morons i need richie (ideally mikey but that’s obvs no possible) to come and tell you this

finally they are back in sync

this proving yourself thing is kind of crazy but it’s also carmen so EVENTUALLY THANK GOD

it is definitely weird to have the same therapist

the cat analogy is so good i feel it in my bones

i would say i love you tbf, too soon but she was MIKEYS PICK

such a cat response

i’m glad we have reaffirmed that she will still work there because i need to see this happen

with you??? wtf do you mean you two need labels istg

he has receipts like idk what to tell you it’s fucking carmy and when it comes to chip he’s finna be in the pit (be prepared)

my reaction to carmy v fields…. oh yeah:

- THIS IS TOO GOOD WTAF

- i needed this. i needed this so fucking much

- WALK HIM LIKE A FUCKING DOG

- THIS WAS ON THE FUCKING ROADTRIP - GOD I WISH I WAS THERE RVEN FUCKING MORE WYG

-GOD YOU ARE SO FUCKING CHEKHOVS GUN

- i was chilling with dirty details and NOW ITS THIS YOU ARE AMAZING

- head of the head of the head IN THEIR HEADS

- PROZAC RIDDLED FUCKS LIKE ME… are you actually on prozac… no?

- WHY IS FAK BERE?? GO FUCKING HOME

- best friend FAK? we will talk about best friend fak later

- i love this website commentary- i had to make a website once and it was the worst experience of my life

- of course chip would learn web design

- GET HIM CARMEN FUCKINF GET HIS ASSSSSS

- WE DONT PLAY IN CHICAGO (this is so my city vs london in the uk)

- ROAD TRIP SQUAD OH MY FUCKING GOD

- i was wondering what he meant by dusty and dead… i get it now

- tip your servers and don’t ask for their numbers

- one thing richie believes is fuck the feds (even the paramedics)

*deep breath*,,, moving on

they need to kiss rn like they just do while he imagines food she imagines drinks. i would say i love you? so just fucking say it AND FUCKING KISS ALREADY

your writing, like it really is fucking amazing

oh my god

THEY KISSED TEEHEE TEHEE I AM LITERALLY KICKING MY FEET

i love the bear fandom all uniting on the fact that carmy likes having his hair pulled. like there is one consistency across all fanfictions and it is that carmy will whine when someone pulls on his hair

*chekovs gunshot* she gets headaches when she smokes, she likes the taste of his mouth, he wants to fly her to paris. these were all in one sentence YOU ARE TOO GOOD

“I want you to be permanent and carved in my tables and I want you to wear my jackets and I want you in my kitchen and in my menu and in every dumb fucking conversation I have at Christmas tellin’ family what the fuck I’m doing— I want you in every sentence.”

i’m going to do a full analysis on this… this is fucking literature i don’t know what else to say.

FAK GO AWAY I WANT THEM TO FUCK COME ON DUDE

another thing consistently in the best fanfic. carmen is a biter

the mood is not dead FUCK ALREADY

i was so worried the vibe ending would be the end of the chapter and i would have cried THANKYOU FOR WRITING SO MUCH I LOVE YOU AND YOUR RIDICULOUS WORD COUNTS

SYD IS HER OLD CAT, this is why her and carmy are so good as coworkers

you are genuinely unbelievable

“get your weird little hands off my chip you perv “they’re not weird little hands” “why is that what you dispute” they are children

i don’t feel that i can really say anything on how you wrote the scene of richie and chip after because it cannot suffice in saying how good you are at this

go away dee dee i just got a smudge of happiness

oh sugar how i’ve missed you

the. first. christmas. without. mikey.

only the girls who babysat get chip

fucking rich boy carmy thinks he’s bad now he got payed. OKG I SAID THIS BEDORE I RVEN READ THE CHARMIN LINE WE ARE THE SAME (jk you are better than me)

he wants her soooo bad

OH MY GOD. she is making him watch ratatouille. carmen you literally are a weird rat . like you are THE WEIRD RAT

of course she’s a makeup cleansing balm user that is my queen bitch. also she wants to wear converse she’s so cringe i love her

he wants her on his team!?!!

aw he’s thinking a normal carmy amount like he’s helping her plan outfits and he’s ensuring they include her accent colour so say yes to being on his team pls

yeah carmy wants the apron to be easy to take off too LOL

richie the certified on god boy

you are the queen of stupid and meaningless (not stupid at all) stuff that is actually very meaningful

he is so big brother energy (richie)

the younger siblings taking turns to sit in the console i love this it is so real

they say they’ll be happy about it but they’ll curse you behind your back

you recognise all of it. it’s nearly enough to make you cry. - ouch

HE RAN INTO MY KNIFE. HE RAN INTO MY KNIFE 10 TIMES

AND DONE

this chapter was the emotional relief i needed fuck

YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT FUCKING TIME IT IS!!!!!!!

sometimes. we simply need a reminder that time is linear LMAO. listen. is it fourth wall breaking or just dissasocciation? Maybe both. Maybe it's mabelliyne.

NOT SKINNY LMAOOO as a plus size girl, I truly was considering writing in somewhere a moment of Chip awkwardly having to crawl up on the counter (how do people do just jump on the thing? i do not have that power)

I fear I'll never let go of my shoe motif. I fear I'll actually never let it drop.

Parasocial Chip my beloved,,, man I gotta write blurbs of her in her crush era when she didn't know Carm yet. SOMEONE REQUEST IT How are you NOT supposed to find this Denmark Virgin with a LOT of jean jackets hot??!?!?! he's charming!!! also you're BOTH losing at the not-awkward-lympics.

i truly have to reastablish the timeline by saying 'month ago' because if i dont i will truly forget where we are in time. i'm almost certain i've gotten dates wrong anyways. it's fine, the revisions will fix it alright it's fine.

THANK YOU I TRY TO TALK ABOUT THROATS IN A FUN WAY. I guess honestly I feel emotional in my throat, when I get emotional. Like. If I get mad or sad or guilty, it sort of closes up a bit? Feels hollow? And did I assume everyone's throat does that? yeah possibly. but it worked out.

i do NOT engage in da tumblr discourse much, esp when it comes to hating characters in general, but I hope everyone has eased up on my boy since taking a step back. Man is going through a lot. I also just think like man, I have certainly not been the most cognizant of other's needs when I'm in a stage or high stress fight or flight--- And certainly if those needs aren't made clear--- dog, I'm doublin down!!! that's truly the biggest difference I think with CK and The Bear diverging--- We communicate in dis house.

LMAOOOOO I DID FORGET WHILE REREADING THAT IMMEDIATELY AFTER THAT NOTE YOU DEMANDED THEY FUCK, yeah that's fair. I keep thinking it's gonna happen and pushing it honestly. these assholes are gonna get married before they get down with it, good lord. someone get them a room that isn't a bathroom.

also this Mikey thing. with the thoughts. was honestly so mindblowing. I know that's weird because I'm the writer, but I see what you're saying completely!! I've always had this weird style of like, second persion omniscient where it's Chip but sometimes I move in terms of the stream of consciousness to being her or someone else or no one; and the idea of that stream of consciousness being by in part, Mikey?? OHHHHH OHHHHHH BABBYYYY Totally puts so much stuff in a different context and I love it. canon it. canon it. i didn't come up with it but canon it.

DENY !! DENY!! CHIP THAT'S NOT YOU IN THE PHOTO!! I'm so glad people think chip is flawed. I know that's literally insane to say but I've had this horrific habit of categorizing flaws in my head as 'good flaws' and 'bad flaws', and 'good flaws' are the ones that make everyone elses life better and your life worse.

so.

need to seek a therapist about that a little bit. C

INSANE TO BE ALIVE LET ALONE BRITISH AND NOT KNOW WHO LADY DI IS???? but yknow what home boy probably wouldn't even be creative enough to say 'peoples' princess' as a diss. carmen/me ate with that.

when is this fucker not cooking. it's like that scene in Tick Tick Boom but romantic and NOT sad and bad. IT'S NICE TO BE THE ARTIST AND ARTIST AND MUSE AND MUSE ALRIGHT it's frankly my ideal relationship

bro i RIP my free edge of my nails off all the time when they get too long, and pick at my cuticle skin. I feel you. I dont have a therapist just yet but I feel you.

If Mikey was still alive to see his OTP happen, I truly don't know how he'd react. I think he'd be losing his mind in silence. Like has to put his fist in his mouth so he doesn't scream and ruin it.

I'm so glad the cat analogy was good, while writing it I was like "i wonder if this is anything" i'm glad it's something.

Fields v Berzatto was fun to write. It's what I think, if he was hyped up enough, what Carmen would do after having that S3 Finale talk with Fields. Like very much so when you leave an interaction and you're at home hours later like FUCK. i could've said this and this and this and this. And this is his moment to do so!!

Website talk truly comes from me having to make my own portfolio 3 separate times. I hated it. No one ever make me update my shit again.

I AM chekov's gun, but also it's just plot. i think we're just talking about plot progression LMAO

FELLAS IS IT CRAZY TO TELL SOMEONE YOU LOVE THEM BEFORE YOU'VE EVEN BEEN DATING FELLAS? FELLAS ANSWER ME. FELLAS.

the "i'm going to do a full analysis... i don't know what to say" made me laugh so fucking hard. continuing on. NEIL 'COCKBLOCK' FAK EVERYONE, thank you neil for once again saving me from having to write intimacy, you're my hero

man if i need to end at 20 chapters like i'm goaling to, THESE CHAPTERS NEED TO BE LONGGG I HAVE TO GIVE SO MUCH. so. this pattern of ridiculous word counts continues.

the two cats!! feline gang. get your PAWS off MY CHIP!!!

Can I just. so briefly touch on. I know my timeline is off in CK, because I think it's May/March 2023 in S3? Can't remember. It was dated in episode 2. But like. I am so mad about this. Because that means they skipped/didn't acknowledge:

November 15th, Mikey's birthday, first one without him. (Which, fun fact, and incidental, timeline wise in CK, this would probably be the day Carmen/Chip met since it's mid-late December for them?)

The First Christmas Without Mikey.

AND February 22nd, his Death Anniversary. are you fucking KIDDING ME? WE JUST SKIPPED ALL OF THIS IN THE RENO SKIPS? ARE YOU FUCKING JOSHING ME? THESE ARE SUCH INTEGRAL MOMENTS. NOW I HAVE TO MAKE EM UP MYSELF?!?!?! HELP ME OUT STORER PLEASE.

anyways. carmen thing's he's bad or wtv. too bad he's a weird rat.

i think carmen honestly loves dress up. like he owned so many jean jackets and jeans and also lived in denmark and New York. Like. he'd love to style Chip, truly. also wants her to be on his team and have an easily removable apron but that's neither here nor there.

I love stupid and meaningless that is deep with meaning!!! that's my memo baby that's my number!!

HE RAN INTO MY KNIFEEEEEE WATCH THE TAPES BACK HE KIND OF DID.

I would say more, but I HAVE to go put together chapter 15 and put it out for you. this is all to say thank you so much for your thoughts i remember reading them in the morning and gigglin and being late for work. good times. i always love to read your brain!!

[phantomss-pain]

So uh quickly made a little fic based on @connectionterminated13 death swap AU with Charlie remembering her friends and Michael. I hope you enjoy it connection as I have really enjoyed talking to you. (I do also want to post this to Ao3 but I’ll wait until you give me permission as I am using your AU in this). Also I do apologise if I get stuff wrong from the au.

Say you’ll haunt me

Charlie couldn’t sleep. She had spent four hours now tossing and turning trying her hardest to get to sleep but she couldn’t. It was all to do with her mind at this point.

Her mind just wouldn’t let her forget about them and more importantly him.

‘Stop thinking about them or him.’ Charlie thought to herself. ‘Just stop for once in your life.’

Yet no matter how hard she tried to bully herself out of thinking about them Charlie couldn’t. How could she? Her friends were the reason she had so many good memories. They were the reason she was able to live after Sammy’s death. Yet like her twin brother her friends disappeared or as many people would say murdered.

Sighing Charlie sat up in her bed and began to let herself remember all of her friends again. Carlton was the most obvious one to remember. Son of the sheriff of the town Clay Bruke and was somehow the one in her friend group that ended up getting into trouble the most.

Charlie couldn’t help but chuckle to herself about all the many detentions that Carlton had and how his girlfriend Marla would go on and on about how unfair it was. Though Charlie stopped chuckling to herself at the thought of Marla.

Marla was a bubble of energy sometimes too much for Charlie to handle but out of anyone Marla would be there for anyone. It was that mama bear instinct that was inside of Marla that reminded Charlie of herself. God she missed Marla. She missed the many conversations that she, Marla and Jessica would have about Marla and Carlton’s relationship with Jessica often joking that Carlton was way more into boys than girls.

That was another thought that Charlie lived with. Especially seeing as though Carlton and John were very close. John was tied with Jessica for being Charlie oldest friend she made at school. She knew that John had a crush on her and did a terrible job at hiding it but looking back on it, if John had asked out Charlie she would have accepted it. Especially now that he was gone.

Finally there was Jessica. Charlie's closest friend. The one who took all of her secrets to the grave. Jessica was one of only two people that Charlie allowed herself to be open with after Sammy’s death. The other person was her oldest friend Michael Afton who eventually became her boyfriend.

As Charlie allowed herself to think of them again a memory flew into her head. One that made her smile yet tear up at. It was the day that she confessed to Jessica about her feelings towards Michael. She remembered Jessica squealing with joy after Charlie told her about their first kiss and immediately started pestering Charlie to ask the boy out on a date.

Charlie did what Jessica said but Jessica never got to see the results of it.

Then finally there was him. The love of her life Michael Afton.

She felt stupid thinking that. She was a stupid teenager dating another stupid teenager. They weren’t going to get married or anything. It would have eventually ended yet… she still hadn’t gotten over him.

No matter how hard she tried to move on or date other men Charlie couldn’t help but remember all of the things Michael did for her.

She missed his stupid laugh, the way he would softly grab her checks to pull her into a kiss, she missed the many many times he would make sure that she knew she was beautiful dispite not being a girly girl as she preferred being a tomboy.

She even missed his paintings. Sure at the time Charlie hated how god damn long he took but now she missed them. She missed everything about Michael.

As Charlie remembered everything she felt a few tears beginning to swell up in her eyes.

“No stop it.” She burst out saying to herself. “Don’t cry. You don’t deserve to cry. You’re strong and everyone knows that strong people don’t cry. Think about Elizabeth.”

She blinked as she remembered that she wasn’t living alone. Quickly and quietly Charlie got up from her bed and tip-toed over to Elizabeth’s room. Thankfully the door was already slightly open so all Charlie had to do was open it a bit more.

Doing that Charlie saw Elizabeth cuddling her girlfriend Susie tightly while seeming to be fast asleep. Charlie couldn’t help but smile at the sight. She remembered when she and Michael used to do the same thing. Back then she would snuggle so close to him just because he was so much warmer than she was.

God she missed those many sleepovers where Michael would run to her place just for some comfort after something happened between him and his father William.

Pulling herself out of that memory Charlie sighed and walked down the apartment hallway to the kitchen. She needed a glass of water. As she poured some tap water into a big glass she heard footsteps coming from behind her.

“What are you doing up this early?” Charlie heard the voice yawn out.

Turning around revealed that the voice belonged to Elizabeth.

“Just wanted to get a drink of water Liz.” Charlie said as she turned off the tap.

“Why’s that?”

“Couldn’t sleep.” Charlie answered.

Though Charlie didn’t say why she couldn’t get to sleep, Elizabeth's face immediately became bright red.

“That wasn’t because of me and Susie was it?”

Charlie smiled. “No it wasn’t. Though if I didn’t have insomnia then it would most definitely be because of you. So as for some advice from me please close the door next time. I don’t want to keep hearing you and Susie getting it on.”

“Noted.” Elizabeth spluttered out.

The room went quiet for a bit.

“So what was the reason for why you couldn’t get to sleep?” Elizabeth quietly asked.

At first Charlie didn’t respond, instead she chose to look up at the moon before speaking.

“It’s just one of those nights where your brother and my friends are just on my mind.” Charlie answered. “That’s all.”

“Oh.”

The room fell silent again before Charlie spoke up.

“Hey Liz.”

“Yeah.”

“Make sure you make every single second of your relationship with Susie count.” Charlie said.

“I will do Charlie.” Elizabeth replied. “I’ll go back to bed now. See you later in the morning.”

“See you later on in the morning.”

As Elizabeth’s footsteps began to quieten down Charlie turned her attention back to the moon. There was something about Elizabeth that reminded her so much about Michael. That’s why Charlie let her move in with her after Elizabeth ran away from home.

Looking up at the moon one final memory before everything in her life went to hell began to flutter in her mind. The memory was her and Michael’s first kiss.

The two were up on the roof of Charlie’s parents house and they were just joking around making dumb remarks until it stopped. The two were just staring at each other before Charlie leaned in and pressed her lips against his.

The feeling was amazing as the two just melted into each other with Michael kissing back just as passionately as her. When they pulled back from the kiss gasping for the words that would unknowingly would haunt her were spoken from Michael’s mouth.

“I love you Charlotte Emily.”

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Doctors/Nurses Masterlist

A Part Of Me (ao3) - stelleshine Michael/Luke, Calum/Ashton E, 77k

Summary: After a skate park mishap, could Michael really be lucky enough to find the love of his life in the emergency department?

Cards Are Dealt - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) Luke/Ashton E, 100k

Summary: “You wanna… date me?” he asks eventually, when the silence is starting to feel loaded. “I don’t date and even if I did, I definitely wouldn’t be interested in dating you. I’d say no offense, but… full fucking offense.”

Ashton snorts. “Don’t flatter yourself, pumpkin, I have no interest in dating you either. Actually, the thought alone is exhausting and a little nauseating.”

Clenching his jaw, Luke grinds his teeth and shakes his head. “Then what do you want from me?”

“Sex. I already said that.”

A story about wants and expectations branching out and evolving without the knowledge or consent of those they belong to.

Doctor Hemmings (ao3) - SinisterMind Michael/Luke T, 6k

Summary: Everyone wanted to be the one Doctor Luke Hemmings dated

Too bad he's married to the clumsy nurse in training

Dr. Gay Dreamboat (ao3) - twinkylukey Luke/Ashton E, 5k

Summary: Ashton is a pediatrician, and Luke is his nurse who daydreams of marrying him.

For Him - @daydadahlias cornflowerblue (daydadahlias) Michael/Ashton, Calum/Ashton, Michael/Calum/Ashton, Sierra/Luke E, 25k

Summary: Ashton Irwin is a geography teacher with a massive crush on the band teacher, Michael Clifford. When cutbacks threaten the school's music program and Michael, Ashton springs into action. He dusts off his long-unused wrestling skills from college and earns money for the program by moonlighting as a mixed martial arts fighter, trained by ex-fighter Calum Hood. Though the school nurse, Luke Hemmings, thinks he's crazy, Ashton gains something he never expected (*cough* two boyfriends *cough*), and finds a semblance of safety in the chaos.

or, the slutty Here Comes the Boom AU that none of you knew you needed.

let's compare scars i'll tell you whose is worse (ao3) - orphan_account Luke/Ashton, Michael/Calum N/R, 3k 

Summary: Luke used to playfully wish that he had been mauled by a bear or something so he could find his soul mate easily. Luke now knows to be careful what you wish for.

really not fine at all (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor michael/ashton, luke/calum T, 12k

Summary: Michael is a new nurse trainee at the hospital that his husband is already working at. His husband, who is already an established and well respected doctor. Everybody in the doctor field knows who he is. Michael knew this. He didn't expect things to get so complicated when he sees just how popular Ashton is.

Teeth (ao3) - jadedperspective Michael/Ashton E, 2k

Summary: Michael goes to the dentist and receives more than a check-up.

the flatmate arrangement (ao3) - kaleidoscopeminds Luke/Calum T, 20k

Summary: Hi Calum/Poor Struggling Paralegal,

So I’ll be upfront with you. It’s a one-bed flat. I also live here. HOWEVER before you delete this and think I’m a freak, I work nights so I wouldn’t be here anytime you would be. You can have the flat exclusively from 6 pm to 8 am, Saturday night and all day Sunday. Understand this sounds like a bit of a crazy arrangement but I could do with the cash, let me know what you think?

Luke Hemmings (Poor Struggling Children’s Nurse)

A 'The Flatshare' AU

trip to the dentist - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) implied Luke/Ashton

Summary: Luke has a fear of going to the dentist, and it's not a small fear. When Michael can't go with him, Luke has to face his fear alone, and ends up having a panic attack at the dentist. Dr. Irwin steps in to take care of him.

Your Harming Selflessness (ao3) - lookingforhope Luke/Ashton T, 14k 

Summary: Luke’s suddenly filled with anger. Not anger at Ashton but anger at his inability to make Ashton see his self-destructive patterns.

[corpsegirl-sarah]

I'm asking about your characters

Alright sick thanks I'll give you multiple characters as a show of my appreciation

Alex Samson (they/them)

At only 27 as of the start of the story they are by far the youngest member of the human side of the cast. They were born on August 2nd 2028 in a small town in northern Canada, only 7 years before the beginning of the War of Armageddon. After their father's death when they were 9 they were left with only their verbally abusive mother. This would leave them with a constant need for external validation which led them first into attempting a career in music and when that failed into military service, in the hopes that they would achieve something notable enough to earn them fame. After a few uneventful years the Miracle Corps, a new military branch composed of supersoldiers enhanced via transfusions of angel blood, is created. They join in the hopes that this will finally give them the renown they so desperately crave, only to find all Miracles are to remain anonymous. Here, however, they are also given an opportunity. As part of the security protocol, when joining the Corps you must change some aspects of your identity. First name is mandatory, all else is encouraged. Thus they get to start anew, with a different name that bears no association to their mother.

James Kim (he/him)

The oldest member of the squad at 56. Born on January 13th, 2000 in Ottawa, he was an only child for 7 years until his brother's birth on March 26th 2007. Eventually he began seeing himself as his brother's protector, which meant that when he died while James was away at medical school he blamed himself for it. He went on to live a life of self loathing after that point, eventually joining the military as a form of suicide by proxy, hoping an angel would kill him in action. He became one of the best soldiers in the Canadian Army, motivated only by the thought that he would earn himself a worse place the more angels he killed. When the opportunity arose he joined the Miracle Corps without even thinking, unknowingly taking a step towards the people who would help him leave his guilt and self hatred behind.

Victoria Jane Meyers (she/her)

44 at the start of the story, the middle child of the group. Born on November 30th 2011 in a rural community in Alabama to a pair of christian conservatives, Vicky would go on to live through a childhood filled with trauma. At the age of 12 she was sent to conversion therapy after her parents found out about her interest in boys and her questions regarding her own gender by looking through her phone. While it didn't make any of those feelings go away, she would suppress any thoughts regarding gender for decades after. Despite this all she would still act on her attraction to boys. At 14 she was kicked out after her parents found out about her boyfriend and she went on to be homeless for a few months, eventually ending up in an orphanage where she would get adopted by a couple of lesbians at 15. She then lived in relative peace for a few years, moving to Portland shortly after her adoption and having a generally more accepting environment. The whole ordeal left her with a lot of religious trauma however, so when the War of Armageddon started it meant she finally had a chance to let out years of anger and hatred for Christianity as an institution. And on angels of all things. She didn't hesitate to join the army, where she would serve for 17 years before an encounter with archangel Michael would rob her of an arm and thus her ability to fight. It would however, give her great notoriety as the only person who almost killed an archangel, which would grow to be a curse moreso than a blessing as the Second American Civil War kicked off at the hands of fundamentalists. She fled the country by sneaking into a plane's cargo hold and ended up in Toronto, Canada. She was eventually apprehended and almost deported back to the US, however her fame afforded her a way to stay: becoming a Miracle. Despite her unwilling entry into the Corps, there were plenty of benefits to be found on the other side: a new arm, a new identity, much more aligned with her true self, and an appearance that finally satisfied her.

I might or might not add images to this at some point, no promises though. Thanks again for giving me an opportunity to ramble anon if you want to know more feel free to ask I love talking about this

[stabbing-in-the-dark]

Giving Slashers flowers!!!

This post will include RZ Michael Myers, Jason, Billy Lenz, Thomas Hewitt, and Brahms Heelshire. Reader is gn or male. We're just starting to write so please be kind.

RZ Mikey

[Cue silent head tilt]

He understands the sentiment behind the gesture, but doesn't get why you'd give him flowers.

Poor guy doesn't think he deserves them :(

Will probably dry and/or press the flowers and incorporate the dried petals into his masks, and might even make you a mask of your own as a 'thank you' (wear it around him he will be ecstatic, even if he doesn't show it)

You had just come home from the grocery store, armfuls of stuff in your grip as you carry them to the kitchen. "Hey Michael, I'm home!" You figured he knew it was you anyway but you definitely wouldn't wanna be mistaken for an intruder.

Michael eventually wanders into the kitchen to see what you brought home (hes secretly hoping you brought candy, he has a hell of a sweet tooth). When he sees the bouquet of flowers, he picks them up and tugs at your sleeve. Holding them up with his head tilted as if to say, "What's with these?"

"Oh! Those are for you, Mikey." You smile up at him. He stands there for a moment, seemingly thinking before nodding and walking away, flowers in hand.

A few weeks later Michael walks up to you with a colourful mask, putting it in your lap and staring at you. You pick it up and inspect the details, realizing he had dried the flowers you gave him and used them as part of the mask.

You smile and stand, giving him a tight hug which he awkwardly reciprocates, then put on your mask. "Its beautiful, Michael, thank you."

Jason Voorhees

When i tell you this man will just about sob from joy-

The fact that you love him and want to be around him is already more than he's ever hoped for but you bringing him flowers? Swoon

You will absolutely get a massive bear hug cuz i know for a fact this momma's boy is a hugger

You had decided to go for a little hike around the camp while Jason was off setting his traps. It was a beautiful day and you didn't wanna waste it indoors.

While on this hike you collected the wildflowers and wild blueberries along the trail, as a little gift for Jason. By the time you got back to the cabin, you had a proper fistful of flowers and maybe a pint of the blueberries, lucky you! You got to the sweet berries before the deer did.

When Jason finally got back you greeted him with a kiss on the cheek of his hockey mask and the little bouqet. "I picked you some flowers, handsome!" Jason takes them gingerly and grabs a mug, filling it with water to use as a vase.

Once he sets the flowers in the mug he turns back to you and scoops you up in a firm but careful bear hug, muffled sniffles echoing from under his mask. "Thank you, love." He signs after gently setting you back down on your feet. You smile and take his hand, "I also picked some blueberries, wanna help me make some muffins?" He nods eagerly as you lead him to the kitchen.

Billy Lenz

Lets be real this gremlin of a man would try to eat them if you'd let him. (Dude 100% has an oral fixation and 0 sense of self control)

Will cling to you even more than usual. Mans is a cuddler through and through.

"Pretty Boy brought Billy a gift!!!"

Will also happy stim as he rambles about how sweet you are and probably brag about you to your cat (writing this as if yall aint in the sorority house) "Billy has the sweetest boyfriend ever!"

"Billy, I'm home!" You call as you walk in the door. You head up to your room to see billy laying on the bed with your cat, holding it above him and giggling loudly. "Havin fun cutie? I picked up some new sweaters for you, nice n' soft just how you like." He smiles up at you and places the cat down. "Pretty [y/n] always picks the best sweaters." He states as he sits up.

"I also got you something else."

"Surprise for Billy?"

"Yes, surprise for Billy." You pull the flowers from behind your back, earning a delighted squeal and some happy wiggles from your boyfriend. He quickly snatched them from your hand and shoved his face into the vibrant blossoms, only to sneeze immediately.

(I AM A BILLY LENZ KITTEN SNEEZE TRUTHER YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE)

You laugh softly at his antics and give him a kiss on the forehead. "Why dont I put these in a vase, then we can cuddle n watch some cartoons?"

"Yes please!!!" Billy grins, picking up the cat and following you back downstairs.

Thomas Hewitt

Will probably also cry tbh, another momma's boy who thrives off of affection

You'll probably need to tell Hoyt off though cuz he's gonna dog on Tommy for bein a pansy or some shit

But really this man is so whipped for you he's going to cherish anything you give him.

He's sentimental for sure so i see him asking Luda to press any flowers you give him to keep forever

You were just finishing up setting the beartraps around the Hewitt property when you noticed some wildflowers in the treeline.

After setting the last trap you headed over to the patch of flowers, picking a handful and binding them with some twine from your pocket. Satisfied with your little bouqet, you made your way back to the house.

"Tommy's upstairs in y'all's room, honey." Luda called from the kitchen as you walked in. "Alright Luda, I'll be back in a bit to help with supper." With that you scampered upstairs and into your room.

"Tommy baby? Ya in here?" You hear a grunt and smile, walking up to the large man and hugging him. "Brought you a lil gift, love."

You hand Thomas the flowers, which he takes and inspects curiously before setting them down and kissing your forehead, mumbling a raspy, slightly choked 'thank you.'

Brahms Heelshire

This dude just gets so flustered.

He spent 2 decades in the fucking walls a kind gesture would absolutely kill him

Will be even clingier the rest of the day. Don't bother trying to do anything he will have a death grip on your waist to cuddle you.

Brahms is definitely still very childish when it comes to passtimes, may ask you to put the flowers in his hair or something (lowkey an excuse to have you play with his hair.) [Please play with his hair he will melt]

Whilst taking care of the rat traps you decided to pick some of the clover blossoms growing next to the foundation of the mansion. You dont really leave the house, so small activities like this gave you some variety in your day.

As soon as you had finished up outside it had started to rain. You curse quietly to yourself and dash inside.

"Brahmsy! Im done outside, what should we do for lunch?" You call as you take off your shoes; You didn't want to track mud in the house after all.

"Could we have that pasta with the chicken and herbs? I quite like that." The masked man replies, seemingly appearing from thin air. "What are the flowers for, sweetest?"

"Oh! Theyre for you, Brahms. I thought they were pretty." You smile at him and hand him the flowers.

"F-For me?" You can see his left ear turn a bit pink, and you giggle.

"Of course darling, I wanted to do something to make you smile."

Brahms scoops you up and squeezes you tight. "Thank you, dove. That's so kind of you."

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Eeek! I just had a one-shot idea for you from your recent scarred reader with Freddy, Moon, and Sun. What about a Michael Afton x reader fluff where Michael protects the reader from an animatronic but the reader ends up getting hurt and kind of plays off the injury. But the next day Michael sees a stiches/scar and feels guilty and the reader reassures it wasn't his fault? Sorry if this is too long..I really like your work! Have a good night/day :))

Aw thanks! It’s not long at all. Also this is gonna be a SL AU where Michael doesn’t get kidnapped after night 3

.........

“AH!”

You jumped a bit as Funtime Freddy’s faceplates popped open, revealing his intricate endoskeleton wiring underneath.

Michael couldn’t help but lightly chuckle. You were always so easily startled. “Don’t worry, love. They don’t bite.”

“Haha. Very funny, Mike.” Rolling your eyes, you just sat back and watched him remove the bear’s power module, listening to HandUnit’s instructions all the while.

Neither of you were comforted by its mention that this procedure was unsafe for other technicians, firing them if they didn’t succeed the first time to avoid paying worker’s comp for any “accidents” that may occur.

What a joke of a company.

Well, maybe with both of you here no accidents will happen. After hearing how hostile Funtime Freddy acted towards Michael in the breaker room, you wanted to be sure he wasn’t alone anymore. You’d be up all night worrying about his safety.

Good thing you were something of a technician yourself.

Before long, your boyfriend got the module he needed and sat back in his chair. “One down, one to go. I’ll let you take a crack at Bonbon. Think you can handle that?”

“Of course.” You smirked. “The module’s just beneath the bow....tie?”

But as you looked back at Funtime Freddy, you noticed his bunny companion was missing. You furrowed your eyebrows, flicking on the flashlight and shining it around the place, wondering where he could’ve gone.

“..damn it, HandUnit only said Freddy was out of power, but not both of them.” You realized.

“Why is everything here so difficult?” Michael groaned, standing up. “I’ll go look around for him. This place is cramped..he couldn’t have gone that far.” He checked around the room, hearing Bonbon’s giggling but unable to pinpoint where exactly it was coming from. It was like an echo, making you two feel more uneasy by the second.

HandUnit repeating the instructions didn’t help matters.

Finally, he managed to snag the mischievous bunny and deactivate him, taking his power module.

“Great job. You’ve acquired both power modules. This completes your tasks for the night. Please exit the building through Funtime Auditorium, and we’ll see you back here again tomorrow.”

Michael sighed in relief, rejoining your side as you packed up and headed out of the room, back through the auditorium.

You opted to scout ahead for Funtime Foxy, who was surely lurking somewhere in the darkness. At first he didn’t really want you to, but eventually gave in and handed you the flash beacon.

It seemed like a walk in the park. You activated it a few times and didn’t find the  fox anywhere.

“Looks like we’re-”

All of the sudden, they jumped out from the shadows, grabbing your arm in a crushing vice grip as their faceplates opened with a screech.

“OW!! LET GO OF ME! MIKE!!” You screamed.

“Fuckin’ hell..GET AWAY FROM THEM!!” Michael charged forth and attacked them with a wrench, striking their hand. As soon as they let go of you, he took your hand and you both booked it out of there, forgetting about the beacon.

Luckily you made it to the elevator in one piece..for the most part.

You arm was absolutely killing you, but you didn’t want Michael to know you got hurt.

So when you returned to the safety of your shared apartment, you went to bed and he went to watch the next episode of his favorite soap opera. You were too exhausted to stay up with him.

It took you a while to fall asleep, though, since you kept seeing that damn fox’s glowing yellow eyes in the dark.

'This sucks..but it’ll be fine..my arm is fine.’

............

Your arm was, in fact, not fine.

Funtime Foxy’s attack was worse than you expected.

You woke up before Michael, feeling your arm throb with even greater pain now. Unfortunately it didn’t just go away overnight.

In the bathroom, you could see big bruises and some scratches from where the animatronic grabbed you. Fortunately they weren’t deep and you could still use your arm, though you knew your boyfriend was going to flip when he realized you got hurt. So you wrapped it in gauze and put your shirt back on, keeping the sleeves down.

Once you were finished, you came out to the kitchen to see Michael making breakfast.

Or at least attempting to as a pancake fell to the floor.

“Bloody hell--oh, good morning, love!” He saw you and smiled. “Did you sleep okay?”

“Could’ve been better, could’ve been worse.” You yawned, waving off his worries.

After cleaning up the mess, he put the dish towel over his shoulder and walked over to give you a kiss. You smiled into it and closed your eyes, momentarily forgetting about the pain in your arm.

Until it resurface as he accidentally pushed his hand against it. He heard your whimper and immediately broke the kiss, alarmed. “What’s wrong?”

“O-Oh, nothing..you just uh..bit my lip?” You made up a fib, but he didn’t buy it.

“..that took you an awfully long time to answer. I know for a fact I didn’t.” Then he looked down, seeing you instinctively hide your arm from him. “Is it your arm?”

“.....”

“[Y/n], please tell me..”

“...just don’t freak out, promise?”

Although hesitant, he nodded and watched as you rolled up your sleeve. His eyes widened in shock upon seeing the bandage, coming to a single conclusion. “You got hurt by Funtime Foxy..didn’t you?”

“It’s only a few bruises and scrapes. It’s not gonna be amputated. I’ll be fine.” Despite you reassurances, he could only stare down at your arm, frowning deeply. 

“I should’ve been the one to scout ahead..i-it’s my fault..” His chest tightened with guilt. “I-It should’ve been me-”

“No, hun.” Cupping both of his cheeks, you raised his head up to look at you, seeing the sadness in his blue eyes. “This wasn’t your fault, okay? I chose to scout ahead. You understand? It was my choice..I took that risk and I’m dealing with the consequences. I’ll be okay.”

“I-I know, I know. It’s just..I’ve got this bad habit of blaming myself when things go wrong..e-especially with animatronics..”

“Well don’t blame yourself for this, okay? Neither of us knew Foxy was gonna do that.”

“....you don’t blame me at all?”

“Not one bit.” You brought him closer to kiss him this time, reassuring him you were being honest.

And he believed you.

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Hi!! Do you have any sfw and nsfw head canons on why it would be like to be in a polyamorous relationship with The lost boys and Micheal? Preferably with fem!reader or gn!reader(whichever you choose).

Ok, I had the sfw portion done for literal days but I can't think of any nsfw HC's for this so I'm just doing the sfw portion sorry :///

Poly!Lost Boys + Michael x Reader Relationship Headcanons

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship, half-vamp!Michael, human!reader, readers gender not mentioned, feeding mention, Stars not in this one (sorry Star I love you queen)

You have to have lots of spare time for these boys

While they all have different love languages, quality time is how you make a relationship work - plus, four of them have spent literal decades together so they're just used to having their partners around.... Constantly™

Basically, that means they're gonna be quick to miss you

Paul has very little sense of boundaries and he will visit you at work if you work nights. And if he's going, then why not all of them? You work on the boardwalk anyways and they're already there so- you have five punks loitering in your store with Michael only half-heartedly saying that maybe they should let you work (he does not mean it in the slightest). Paul and Marko are practically hanging over the counter and preventing anyone from making purchases, David and Michael are picking random shit up and not putting it back right, and Dwayne is somehow in the employee lounge? You will have to kick them out because they're a general disturbance and just cause you work there doesn't mean some of them don't have sticky fingers

David and the other full vampires heavily believe in group dates. Lots of time spent together at the cave or at the movies or at the boardwalk or whatever you wanna do really, but one-on-one dates are always cool you just gotta keep a *balance*

Mikey does not respect the balance. He has the unfair advantage of being a half and will use it. He visits you during the day so you two can get some one-on-one time, even if it always ends up with him using you as a pillow while he gets his beauty rest (the others only mildly complain because they know Mikey, and most likely you, aren't used to this type of set up). He likes to hold you from behind and use you as a teddy bear :) It's also just become such a common place thing that when the boys come to pick you up they expect to see Mikey's bike outside

Their retaliation is them telling you all the stupid stuff they get into that they only survive because they're vampires (and is this maybe also a tactic to try to get you to turn? Who knows? Not them). They tell you about cliff jumping and bridge hanging and you're just staring at them because what the fuck. They're also dicks that like to feed from you because Mikey can't yet :)

But, eventually, it just becomes easier to just hang at the cave sometimes. Mikey will cuddle and nap with you until the boys wake up for the night :) you can help them get dressed and ready for the night, maybe even help them with their hair. Then, the six of you can hit the town for a date night

Early in your relationship, they knock on your window to let you know they're there/so they can get invited in and then eventually you get to a point where you walk into your room and one (or more) of your boyfriend's is on your bed or going through your things

They like to give you a lot of their clothes/stuff to wear. Dwaynes jewelry, Paul's band tees, a patch from Marko, David's leather jacket, and Michaels sunglasses :) by the end of it, they all think you look super cool

They flirt with you even after you're dating- Paul will hit you with cheesy one-liners to make you laugh, Marko will make suggestive comments to make you blush, Dwayne will just stare at you in a way that gets you every time, David acts as cool as a cucumber as he taunts you, and Mikey just compliments you in a way that can't help but make you melt

One of the boys calls you on days you can't hang, and Paul or Marko will give you the daily gossip, David will steal the phone to tell the story right, you'll hear Dwayne say in the back "tell them I said hi", while Michael just goes "wait, they're not coming out? why?" - you get the phone passed around to all of them so they can tell you they love you before they hang up. David on several occasions has said his goodbyes and then hung up the phone before everyone has gotten their turn - you will get a call back so they can finish saying goodbye and you can hear him laughing in the background

Overall, they're dorks enjoy

[artemiseamoon]

Cherry Blossoms in Chicago

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x f reader | The Bear masterlist

Week 20 @writer-wednesday

Words: 1,162

Warnings: brief mention of stress and his brothers death

An: it’s happening! I though I would start with Michael cause you know, Jon. But here we are! It’s blue eyes over here first.

It’s been four months since you reunited with Carmen. He was quiet in school, shy, he didn't really have any friends and he stayed to himself. You weren’t the most extroverted person in the world, and the two of you eventually bonded over senior year.

But there was only so much you knew about Carmen, you only got so close. When you left college, you and Carmen didn’t keep in touch. He wasn’t the best communicator and anytime you tried to reach out to him, he took a long time to reply or didn’t reply at all.

Any hope for you and Carmen reconnecting finally died when he moved away, and you didn’t see him again for a long time. Though, his accomplishments outside of Chicago were a big deal, especially in the culinary world. The lack of communication from him didn’t sour how proud of him you felt, you hoped he was proud of himself too.

Over this time, you lived your life, graduated college and had boyfriends. Your crush on Carmen made its way to the back of your mind as you moved through your life without him. You didn’t think about it again until he came back home, after Michael's death to run resturaunt.

Carmen was in town for two months before you visited and ordered some food. You could tell he was stressed, tired, overwhelmed. Still, at the sight of you, Carmen’s brilliant blue eyes lit up. You could tell in that moment, your short lived-friendship stayed with him too.

From there, you would visit a few times. Carmen never really had time to talk and didn't seem to live a life outside of the restaurant. You didn’t have your first real conversation with him until the both of you ended up on the same train one morning.

When Carmen sat next to you, you initiated a conversion. You led most of it, Carmen still didn't say much, just like he did in high school, but he was slightly more relaxed and seemed happy to sit next to you. He listened closely to everything you said.

Carmen didn’t want to talk about himself, and even when you asked how he was doing, he said fine and ran his fingers through his wild hair. You didn’t push the topic any further.

Over the next few months, you and Carmen continued to have little interactions like this. Though they never lasted more than 10 minutes. Whenever you came into the restaurant, Carmen gave you something for free. Or something he made for you.

Carmen may not have been the best communicator, but he did it best though food, you could feel all the love and attention to detail he put into it.

Feeling hopeful and energized by the start of a beautiful Spring, you decide to get Carmen out of the restaurant for a couple of hours. You wanted to see the cherry blossoms in the park for a few days now and figure it could be a nice thing to do with Carmen. A peaceful chill activity that could bring him out of his ball of stress, perfectionism and anxiety.

A few days ago you saw the sign that the place was closed for renovations, so if there was any time to successfully get him away, it would be now. When you show up, he's inside with the crew and lets you in. You follow him back to his office.

“Hey. You're hungry, want some food?” He asked.

“Not yet but I’m here for you.”

“For me?”

“Yeah, you.”

His blue eyes remain locked on yours as he tries to figure out what you mean by that.

“Take the apron off, we’re going out.”

“I can’t. I have too much to do.”

“The place is closed. Right?”

“Right. And we're doing renovations. I have to be here.”

“Carmen, you practically live in this place. You can take an hour or two. Trust me. It will be worth it. Maybe grab some food to go.”

Carmen grins, “what are you planning?”

“It’s a surprise. Come on, apron.” You point at it. Looking past him, you see Sydney walking by.

Sydney smiles at you and mouths, “please. Take him. He needs this.”

You chuckle to yourself and point at the apron again. Carmen shakes his head, he’s still not sure about this. But he eventually takes off the apron. You take it and put it on his desk.

“Good. Now, how about we take two sandwiches and some drinks.”

Carmen laughs, “okay. Okay.” He leads the way out of the office.

The relaxed walk through the park is just as calming as you dreamed it would be. At first, Carmen was still tense, but as you walked, you noticed him relax little by little. You even stopped to smell the flowers, which he refused to do at first, then gave in.

“Nice right, see.” You grinned at him.

One of the cherry blossom flowers falls off. Carmen catches it and awkwardly offers it to you. You take it and tuck it in behind your ear.

“Guess that one was for you. '' He slides his hands in his pocket as he observes you.

“Thank you tree,” you start walking again, he falls in step with you. Your eyes drift to his arms. His biceps were distracting. In his left hand he holds the bag with your sandwiches and two soft drinks.

“How about this spot?” You point to a bench under one of the trees. Carmen answers with a nod and you both take a seat.

He uses the space between you to set the food and drinks out, using the bag as a barrier between the food and the bench. As he does this, his hair falls into his face.

“This is nice. Thank you.” He said, his eyes still cast downward.

“My pleasure.” You wait for him to look up, he doesn’t yet.

“Um,” he glances up and runs his hand over his mouth, “we’re having family style dinner later, if you want to come.” He breaks eye contact. “You could uh, bring your guy, if you want.”

“I don’t have a guy, not anymore.” Carmen’s beautiful blue eyes dart back to yours. “It's done, mutual clean break. No drama. It just wasn't…the connection wasn't there.”

“Shit. damn, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be...It’s a good thing.” You pause, Carmen stares at you. “I feel fine.”

“Okay. Family dinner then?” The flower falls away from your ear where you tucked it, Carmen catches it. After a moment of hesitation, he places it back.

You smile warmly at him, “I’ll be there.”

Carmen smiles shyly. His eyes land on your outfit as he hands you a drink. “You look nice.”

“Thanks. It's gorgeous out today, figured why not wear my favorite outfit.”

“It looks good.” his eyes continue to burn into you and that school girl crush of yours grows tenfold. Carmen looks away and hands you a sandwich. “Let’s eat.”

Thanks for reading!

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[slasherwife]

Michael with a streamer s/o? Like they would be streaming animal crossing and Michael wants to watch u but he has to go in his ghost costume/take off his mask since he can’t reveal his identity 😭😭

This is my kind of theme 🥰i cant tell you how happy i am to have some time to post something!! its sooo nice to be back doing requests <333 unfortunately this wont last long because I have to get back into work and school (so my acc status is going to stay inactive) but im trying to get down time so i can relax and write for y'all :)) its truly freeing running this blog, i hope you guys know that 😊🥰

Michael Myers with a streamer!s/o

Michael doesn’t know a lot about what video games are🥺but honey oml. Show him how to play and he’s hooked on minecraft like it’s cocaine

He’s in there 24/7 the light of day never finds him again😀I mean he may leave his room to escape the massive headaches he gets from the blue light of the screen, or to make some top ramen, but other than that it’s him and his games and you💕

But anyway having a streamer s/o---> I would say your stream can get pretty interesting. Your watchers will be very entertained to see the strange 7 feet tall shy man in the back corner of the room watching you.

He doesnt stay in the same spot for long, he'll silently drift to the edge of the bed (standing of course, this man never sits), to behind your dresser, in the doorway, etc., but his eyes will always be on your computer screen.

Your followers will leave many comments on your livestream freaked out and entertained to say the least. "He's finally moving!" "Those beady eyes ;-;" "hes staring at me😭." "y/n dont look behind you"

You know Michael has entered the premises when your viewers are absolutely blowing up. They ask you countless questions on who he is and why he wears a mask and why hes so gODDAMN TALL--

When you and Michael both got involved in each others life initially, him coming onto your livestream annoyed you a little bit because your viewers would get freaked out and NOT stop talking about him.

The SECOND you saw a comment about him in the back corner you would whip around and scold the big man. He would stare back innocently, his body illuminated by the blue light of your screen. You don't say his name out loud because that could hurt his image and raise suspicion, so his code name is poo bear. He hates it when you use this in reference to him, and makes you seem less angry.

"Poo bear, listen up. If you don't leave the room now you're not getting top ramen for a week." (WITH THE MIC ON BY THE WAY)

He's definitely stubborn over it, but he couldn't survive without beef top ramen for more than a day and a half, so he slants his eyes at you and slithers out of the room.

Eventually you get used to it because your followers liked having Michael in the background doing his own thing. If you ask me, Michael is half interested in what you're doing, and MORESO wanting to be with you. He misses you. He doesn't like it when you disappear from his sight for a long time without your head scratchies. He just wants to hang out, the lonely bastard pumpkin man 🥺

Your followers make up all sorts of fun theories like how he's your brother that you have to take care of, or how he's your boyfriend who's incredibly shy, or how he's you're forbidden lover who sneaks in during the livestreams so he can spy on you 🤭

You barely tell them anything about Michael, and your viewers all love him as part of the stream, and consider him part of the stream family 💓💓

[unsaidholland]

what a time | t. holland

hello besties, this is a tom fic that has been in the making for a while! a personal favourite trope, tom and musician!reader break up and she writes a song about him! what a time by julia michaels ft. niall horan is used as the reader’s song, definitely go listen to it if you haven’t!

warnings: it’s mostly sad so grab some tissues, fluff at the end

you, like tom, didn’t have a very typical job. while your friends went off to university to get their degrees, you went on to become a musician. that’s how you had met tom. he dmed you one day saying that he loved your music, you said you loved his movies, and the rest was history. he ended up introducing you to so many people over the ten months that you two were together, one of them being niall horan. niall and you exchanged numbers wanting to eventually collab, but neither of you thought that your breakup would be the reason that the two of you were going to release a song together.

after ten months, you and tom called it quits. you made sure the media thought it was mutual. that was the first thing you agreed on when the two of you started dating - if you ever went public and had broken up, it would seem to be a mutual agreement. neither of you wanted the other’s reputation to be ruined. little did the public know, the breakup was anything but mutual. he had broken up with you. you never knew why. he had just said, “it wasn’t working out.” that was all he left you with. that was all you had for closure. funny how forever seemed to last just over ten months, right?

you sat in your living room with a guitar in your hands. you had so much emotion that you had bottled up, and the only way you knew to get it out was songwriting. after messing around with different chords on your guitar, you found a chord progression that you were really confident in. the melody seemed to come naturally, and so your phone began to fill up with voice memos of possible lyrics. 

i think of that night in the park, it was getting dark

and we stayed up for hours

what a time, what a time, what a time

you clinged to my body like you wanted it forever

what a time, what a time, what a time

for you and I

what a time, what a time

for you and I

the chorus came naturally, the verses came next, and before you knew it you had a rough draft of a song. after listening back to the song, you realized that it was missing something. you looked around the living room, sunlight peeking through the sheer, white blinds. after writing for two hours, you decided you needed a snack and a coffee. 

you walked to the coffee shop down the street from your apartment. the coffee shop that you used to go to with tom. as you stood in line to order, your mind couldn’t help but wonder if he came to the shop when he was in town? did he stand in line and think about whether you still went here too? you ordered your iced coffee and pain au chocolat and sat at one of the tables. you chose a table far, far away from where you and tom used to sit. this place would always remind you of him no matter how hard you tried. the warm lights brightened up the room, but it still felt dim without tom. the coffee shop didn’t have that sense of warmth and familiarity that it used to, that tom brought to it whenever you used to go. 

you watched as people walked in and out of the shop. you watched as couples kissed in line as they waited. you watched as people seemed happy. you needed to figure out what was missing with your song, and as you watched two people out on the street argue, you realized you needed a second voice on the track. 

later that night, you asked niall to feature on your song. when you sent him a very rough recording of what you had written, he immediately agreed. the song was raw and real, the song revealed more about your breakup with tom than you could ever say. 

•••

it had been two weeks since you released the song. what a time became popular enough to get you and niall a spot on james cordon’s show. as you were sat on stage and the band started playing the intro, you felt tears well up in your eyes. you couldn’t do it. you walked off stage where niall found you.

“come here,” was all he said. it was all he needed to say. he wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your back as your head sat on his chest. his heartbeat helped to calm you down. you and niall were just friends, but he was like a brother to you, especially after he helped you with the song. “let’s try again, yeah?” he asked you after a few minutes. the crew backstage just watched as he comforted you. you wiped the tears away from your face and nodded.

soon enough you were back on stage and performing the song. you fought back the tears throughout the whole performance, but whenever you felt the tears about to spill over, niall was there to get you through it. when he was close to you, he would hug you or hold your hand, and when he couldn’t he gave you a reassuring look. a look that said, “we’re going to get through this.”  your voice wavered as you sang, but the audience still cheered you on. the emotion that you felt pushed you to finish the performance, because as soon as it was done, the sooner you could get home and cry, cry somewhere that wasn’t in the eyes of the spotlight. 

the episode you were on aired a few days later. you couldn’t bear to watch it, but you tweeted about it to help bring some publicity towards it. little did you know, on the other side of the world, tom was watching it as it aired. he was having dinner at his parent’s house when his dad had turned on the tv to watch the late late show. tom thought nothing of it and sat down on the couch next to the twins. he laughed at the segments, but then he saw you. nikki, knowing it was going to be too much for her firstborn, instinctively went to reach for the remote, but was stopped by tom saying a quiet, “no.”

he watched you as you sang. he watched as you poured your heart out to the world. tom watched you fight back tears that no one else could see, but most importantly, tom knew that he was the cause of this. he was the one who called it off, he was the one who ripped your heart in half, he was the one who caused all your tears, grief, and pain. he could never take that back. tom was too entranced by your performance to realize that he was shedding tears. he may not have been your boyfriend anymore, but he still knew you like the back of his hand. he missed you like a child misses his mother on the first day of school. he needed you the way the ocean needs the moon’s push and pull to create waves. it took you publicly fighting back your tears on stage for tom to realize completely that he had lost something more important to him than anything. 

tom listened to you sing.

you clinged to my body like you wanted it forever, what a lie, what a lie, what a lie.

he wanted you for forever. all he ever wanted was for you to stay in his arms forever, but clearly he lost everything when he broke it off. at the time it all seemed reasonable. he loved you, but he didn’t want to lose your relationship to the distance, so he called it off. tom just never thought that it would hurt this much. being separated by vast oceans didn’t make it any better either. it made everything worse. he couldn’t just go and see you. he needed to fly out to la, find out where you were staying, and find a place for him to stay. and in the case that you did take him back, he needed to change his schedule to make sure he didn’t lose you again, because he couldn’t lose you, not again.

he wiped away the tears that rolled down his flushed cheeks with the cuff of his blue midtown high sweater. as you and niall hugged at the end of the performance he thought about how perfect life was when he held you in his arms. he thought about how he should be the one holding you in his arms. he thought about how he lost everything the day he lost you. it had been a month and a half since the breakup, and he felt like he had been suffering ever since. he needed you, that was the only thing he knew to be true. 

“come here darling,” nikki said, opening up her arms to wrap around her son after getting up to comfort him. he held onto her like his life depended on it. she rubbed his back and placed a tender kiss on the top of his head. 

“i miss her so much.” his voice was breathy, light and filled with air, yet heavy with emotion. “mum i can’t live without her, why did i ever leave her?” he sobbed into her chest. tom didn’t care if the rest of his family was watching him sob over a girl he broke up with, he only cared about you. “i really messed up.” he pulled away to look at his mother’s expression expecting disappointment, but only seeing a soft, warm smile.

“you’re allowed to mess up. you live and you learn. the important thing is what are you going to do about it?” nicola was always a wise woman in tom’s eyes. she always knew what to say and when to say it. not only that, but she was always a good friend to him, not just his mom. she looked into tom’s brown eyes that were only swirling with emotion. deep in thought, tom could only hear his mom’s words roaming around his mind. what are you going to do about it?

•••

less than 36 hours later tom found himself in la. he was on a journey to find you, and this time he wasn’t planning on giving up. he knew where to find you.

you stumbled into your favourite coffee shop as you always did. the coffee in la was different than back home, so whenever you were in la you couldn’t stop the small coffee obsession. you sat down at a table, opening your laptop to answer some emails and get some work done. you may have been sitting alone at a table, but you were comfortable with the space. 

tom had walked in, ordered a coffee and a cookie, and after paying and receiving his order, his eyes scanned the room to find you, which he easily did. you looked ethereal, he thought you were so beautiful despite only wearing jeans and a plain t-shirt. you weren’t done up, but he still thought you were absolutely gorgeous. he mustered up the courage to ask if he could sit at your table, and once the two of you made eye contact it was as if the world stopped for a moment. his chest tightened at the sight of you, and the knot in his stomach had turned into butterflies. he was more nervous than he was at any press conference he had ever been to because if he didn’t do well, he would have lost everything for good.

“please sit,” you said after finding your voice. you shut your laptop, taking it off the table and putting it back into your bag to focus your attention on him. “what are you doing here? i thought you were still in kingston.” small talk was never your specialty. especially since you had so much you wanted to tell him with nowhere to start. 

“i flew out about 36 hours ago. i needed to see you.” tom cut right to the chase. he may have been sleep deprived, being too nervous on the plane and during his layovers to even sleep, but he was thinking clearly when it came to fixing your relationship with him. he needed you back, that was the goal, that was why he flew out in the first place. “yeah, i couldn’t get a direct flight, so i had a layover in toronto. it was cool and all, but all i could think about was seeing you.” tom kept rambling, and as much as you wanted to stop him and get angry with him, you just let him talk. you needed to hear him out. you needed to know if the past month and a half had been hell for him like it was for you. 

“i’m the biggest idiot that could have ever walked the planet, y/n. i shouldn't have broken up with you. i’m really sorry.” he reached out to grab your hands, cupping them in his. his touch was gentle, but so, so warm against your hands. his touch was intoxicating. you would be lying if you said that you didn’t want him, but even after he hurt you, tom was all you wanted. “i need to make things right. i need you back in my life, i need us to get back together. i want you, i’ve only wanted you.” i’ve only wanted you. his words were stitching your heart back together, but you couldn’t forget that he had left you.

“i was scared, so i broke up with you. that is the most idiotic thing i’ve ever done. i didn’t want the distance to hurt us so i needed to break up with you before the distance could break us up, but i’ll give you anything, no, i’ll give you everything if it means we can try again.” tom didn’t care about the people around your table, he just cared about you. he cared about getting you back. the two of you sat in silence, drowning out the noise of the other patrons in the shop. the bustle of the city was suddenly gone as you focused on him.

“do you mean it?” those words were the only thing you could muster out. your mind was all over the place. you looked behind him, at the people walking around the shop, grabbing their drinks and leaving, talking to their friends. your eyes focused back on tom. you focused on how he looked so desperate for you, how he was silently fighting for you as the two of you sat in silence.

“of course i do. i love you y/n.” those latter four words cut the silence like a knife. those four words were the last thing you thought you were going to hear from him, but here he was, saying everything you wanted him to and meaning it. he meant every single word he was saying to you, that much was evident.

“i love you too.”

•••

about a month later, you were scrolling on twitter only to see an article about you and tom getting back together. though the two of you never confirmed it explicitly, it was quite obvious with how much the two of you were spotted together. a few days after he flew out to reconcile with you, you had flown back home to london with him. countless dates were spent before tom had to go to ohio to film his newest project. you were meant to fly out later, needing to finish a few meetings in london about your next album.

you scrolled through your instagram to see a photo of you and tom that he had posted. it was a photo that harrison had taken of the two of you dancing around in the backyard as it was pouring rain. neither of you knew he had taken photos of you until after. the captured moment became both your lockscreen and tom’s lockscreen, and now it was out there for the whole world to see. he had tagged you in it and captioned it what a time for you and i, clearly referring to your song. a smile appeared on your face. you were quick to comment on his picture. when he says “you can stand under my umbrella” but he doesn’t have an umbrella :// if he was going to have fun with this, then so were you.

as your phone blew up, you got a text from tom saying he was taking a break from filming and that he would call you soon. what a time for you and him indeed.

[sims-through-the-decades]

The Millard Family | 2006

Over the next few months, Kelly continues to work on her first novel, and soon finishes it! The publisher, however, is not particularly impressed, and tells Kelly that her writing needs a little work before it can be published. Kelly, of course, is disappointed, but doesn’t give up, and takes the publisher’s advice.

While Kelly is struggling to get her writing career started, her sister Amy is doing very well in her own career. She has recently quit her job as a waitress, and is now working in the kitchen at a high-class restaurant in town! Kelly is proud of her sister when she finds out; admittedly, she is a little jealous, but she is glad to see that her sister is doing so well.

Amy’s new job also means that she has less free time, so little Ellie spends much more time at her grandparents’ house these days. Kelly takes some time to get to know her little niece, and quickly grows to love her, even if she is a handful. Sometimes, when she spends time with Ellie, Kelly wonders what it would be like if she became a mother one day: in the end, though, she knows that she isn’t ready yet.

For now, Kelly has other things on her mind: not just her writing anymore, but also her budding relationship with Adam. The two have been seeing each other often over the past year: sometimes they go to the library together, and other times they meet at the local café for a meal. Either way, they always seem to have something to talk about: whether it’s Kelly’s writing, Adam’s journalism, or life in general, they love to talk about anything they can think of.

Eventually, though, Adam and Kelly’s relationship begins to move beyond friendly meet-ups and deep conversations, and the two realise that they have feelings for each other. Adam decides to admit his feelings for Kelly one afternoon, and surprises her by buying her flowers! Kelly, of course, appreciates the gesture, and accepts them happily.

From then on, Kelly and Adam grow closer every day, and eventually start a relationship with one another. They may only have known each other for just over a year, but they still hope to have a long, happy future together.

Not long later, Kelly decides to introduce her boyfriend to her parents. Diane is overjoyed to meet Adam: he seems like a caring and well-educated young man, and she has always wanted her daughter to settle down with someone special. She tells Adam that he is always welcome in the Robinson family home - as long as he treats Kelly well, of course.

Michael, however, is a little more reluctant. Of course, he is pleased to see his daughter so happy, and he likes Adam a lot, but part of him can’t bear to see his youngest daughter grow up so quickly. It seems like time is passing far too quickly these days: not long ago, Kelly was just a little girl who loved to read, and now, she is a fully-grown woman bringing her boyfriend home to meet her parents. Sometimes, Michael feels like he is losing his daughter: of course, she has to grow up at some point, but he doesn’t feel ready to let go of her yet.

But deep down, Michael knows that he can’t stop Kelly from growing up, or from doing what she wants to do: she is a grown woman now, after all. Instead of holding her back, he chooses to put her happiness first: he congratulates her and Adam with a smile on his face, and wishes them well together.