#so my mum KNEW where my head was at and when she saw the mess she just quietly got my sister to go downstairs

[hella1975]

sock heist is on hold bc she’s just put all her clothes back in her drawers and i need her OUT OF THE ROOM

‘she started it’ yeah i did tbf

[gguk-n]

Hii i think your requests are open

Can I request a Logan Sargeant fic (cus he needs more like fr 😭)

An angst fluff where the reader is Alex's sister that just graduated with a engineering (related to cars for f1) and since the reader just graduated she's been following Alex for all the GPs and she sees how williams doesnt really focus much on Logan and she realised they didnt look at something crucial so she just took over one day and it made him get a points and they end up together?? Idk if that makes sense but i hope it does

Thank youu 🫶

I had this in my inbox for ages and didn't know how to write it; then I decide I'll write it, Williams kicks Logan out. So, now finally, I've recovered, here's the fic.

I made a few changes to the request if you don't mind🫣

Engineering Love

Alex Albon, driver for Williams Racing had a younger sister; everyone knew about. She was attached to Alex like his shadow. She was a golden retriever in human form. She would always make it to all of his races and was his biggest supporter except when she was away at college getting her bachelors and then masters in Automobile engineering.

In the fast paced world of Formula One, finding a job opening in a position you wanted and with the pay that you liked was a little difficult unless you had connections. Y/N had the connections, she was sure her brother would help her land a nice starting gig in Formula One but she was adamant on doing everything herself. She was fierce and strong and fought people when she was only 21 and Alex had lost his seat at Red Bull. So, Alex knew better than to mess with her.

Y/N was the same age as Alex's team mate, Logan Sargeant who had made his Formula One debut this season. Alex saw Logan as his younger brother the same way he would treat his sister. His sister had taken a liking to Logan and he could see that. He saw how annoyed she got when some one was rude to Logan or people talked badly about him after a crash or particularly bad race. She was currently Logan's defender more than Alex's. He didn't mind it since Logan was a nice guy and would probably bend over backwards for his sister.

After a particularly bad race and every one was bashing Logan, she had a fight with James Vowels on why he wouldn't defend his driver and why did he have to bare the brunt of Williams short comings. She wasn't willing to listen to anyone until she felt a hand on her shoulder, "Y/N, it's ok. Stuff happens" Logan said. "No" she replied and turned back to Vowels but before she could say anything, Logan sweeped her off her feet and carried her away. Y/N's heart was beating really fast while Logan carried her bridal style away from the chaos she had created. She looked at Logan and studied his features for the hundredth time since she had met him. There was a slight stubble on his face, his blond hair shined under the building's yellow light, blue eyes looked like a deep ocean she didn't mind drowning in. Logan looked down but she quickly looked away, "Can you put me down now?" she whispered. Logan put her on her feet. "Why'd you stop me?" she asked while fixing her clothes. "Can you stop it?" Logan said slightly annoyed. "What" she asked. "Stop interfering in my business. I'll handle it" he said sternly. "I just wanted to help plus they weren't being very nice" she said while biting her lower lip. "Y/N, this is my team. I'll deal with it. Stop trying to be some saviour" he said now running a hand through his hair. "I just wanted to help" she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well, you didn't do anything but make stuff more difficult for me" he snapped and walked away.

Y/N headed back to her hotel room, where she couldn't stop crying until she heard a knock on the door. "Y/N, I got us pho" Alex said in a sing-songy tone. "I don't want it" she hiccuped out a reply. "I'm not leaving until you open the door or I'm calling mum" he said sternly. She shuffled towards the door and let Alex in. He placed the food on the table and sat with his sister on the bed; "What's up?" he asked. She just shook her head as tears started to fall. "hey, hey" Alex cooed while wiping away her tears and giving her a hug. "The Y/N I know made others cry. It feels weird to see you cry" he stated patting her back. She hit Alex's back while he continued to hug her. "Logan got angry, I mean annoyed at me for taking his side and fighting James." she cried. "Don't take what he says to heart, he's just stressed." Alex reasoned. "I know but I've never felt this way about anyone and when he got annoyed with me, it hurt" she mumbled. "Does little old Y/N have a crush?" Alex teased. "Yeah" she said now pulling away to look at her brother. "I think I love him Alex and that's what's freaking me out" she finally admitted. Alex just smiled at her.

He had had a similar conversation with his team mate a few days back, albeit with a few less tears. "Your heart eyes are so obvious" Alex chuckled while he saw his teammate stare at his sister. "What? No" he stammered. "It's ok. I know my sister's sweetheart. But I still don't get what you see in that devil reincarnated." he said while a shudder ran down his spine. "No, no.....I....was I that obvious?" Logan asked. "Kind of, I think even Gunther knows that you like her at this point" Alex stated solemnly. "What?" Logan asked shocked. "Mate you need more words in your vocabulary if you want to woo that woman, she loves all these fictional men, who talk eloquently" Alex laughed. "Really" Logan asked. "Dear God, the both of you are hopeless" Alex said as he walked away.

It was during the United States GP, Y/N was watching Logan race; he was doing so well, 3 of the 20 drivers had retired, if he over took a few more drivers he would finish in points. Logan was starting to lose focus and got flustered; Y/N saw that. She took the microphone in her hand started talking to Logan just to keep him going. Even though he finished in P12 after the stewards disqualified Lewis and Charles; Logan was the first American in 30 years to finish in points. He was over the moon; he wanted to see Y/N, the only person he wanted to see right now.

After everything, Y/N was sat in the Williams hospitality. Logan almost ran towards her and gave her a hug. "I'm sorry for the other day and thank you for calming me down" he whispered into her ear. "It's ok, Congratulations Logan" she said. "No it's not ok, I should not be able to treat you so poorly, no one should" he stated. "You were annoyed, you didn't mean it" she reasoned. "I was annoyed that the woman I loved only saw me in all my downs and that I couldn't share my ups with her. Now that I've scored my first point in F1, I wanna keep going up and share all my ups with you." he rambled. Y/N's eyes were wide, "You like me?" she asked. "Uhh" Logan's mouth was open. "I like you too" she smiled widely. Logan breathed a sigh of relief. "Can I kiss you?" he asked. She nodded. Logan leaned in as his nose brushed against her cheek, he pressed his lips on her while she wrapped her arms around her neck; "I'm gonna make you a race winner one day" she mumbled in between the kiss. "Can't wait to win races with you as my engineer" he laughed now kissing her again

[anjee0]

My brother's best friend

Chapter 1 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

B Rabbit x Female!reader. (Feel free to put an oc insert if you wish as well)

Description - In which Y/n starts to become friends and possibly more with her brother's best friend, BRabbit.

Warnings - Throughout the series there will be: Mild swearing, Smut, Mentions of drugs and alcohol. (More warning to come throughout the series)

Y/n laid on her bed, flipping through her vogue magazine. She admired the beauty of models, hoping that maybe one day she could be displayed in it too. It was her dream for as long as she could remember. Everyday, when she was younger, she'd sit in front of her TV, watching models on the runway as her mum braided her hair. She missed her mum, the way she was so sweet and loving with her and her brother, the way she was supportive of her daughter's dream. Y/n missed every part of her. Her dad left when she was only two, so she never knew him well.

Suddenly, the telephone down the hall started ringing. She knew her brother Jordan wouldn't pick it up. He was downstairs drinking and smoking weed with his friends. It made Y/n irritated, she was the one who had to clean up after their mess. Whenever she asked Jordan to change the hangout place, he simply refused saying that their house was the resigned hangout place.

Y/n picked up the phone and put it to her ear. 

“Hello, Y/n speaking.”

“Hey girl!” A cheery feminine voice called through the phone. It was Carly, Y/n's best friend since middle school.

“Hey Carly, you okay babe?”

“Girl, get ready, we're going out!”

“Now, where?”

“Chin Tiki, I know you're stuck at home with your brother and his dumb friends.”

“Yeah, I am, the house stinks of weed.”

“Well hurry up and meet me at Chin Tiki before your brother makes you clean the house again.”

“Okay, okay, I'll see you. Bye.”

Y/n hung up the phone and ran to her room to get ready quickly. She decided to wear a mid thigh dark blue denim skirt with a simple top. She did her hair and makeup and threw on her favourite heels.

She went downstairs, walking past her brothers and his friends.

“Hey, where are you going?” Jordan asked.

“Out.” Y/n responded, eager to leave the house.

“I can see that, where are you going?”

“Chin Tiki. With Carly. I'll be back soon.”

“Well, we're about to leave for Chin Tiki too. Can you clean the living room?”

“No, you and your friends can clean. It's your mess, not mine.”

“Damn Jordan, your sister's finally started to talk back.” Future said.

The guys all laughed at Future's remark. She glared at him. She was never really fond of Future, or any of her brother's friends to be exact.

“I don't care Jordan, I'm not cleaning.”

Jordan slowly started getting out his seat and heading towards the front door. “Too bad, because we're already leaving.”

His friends followed him out the door quickly, also eager to get out. Y/n groaned, muttering something under her breath as she picked up the empty beer cans.

“Hey do you need any help?” A voice asked.

Y/n looked up and saw one of Jordan's friends, standing by the door awkwardly. He was wearing a dark blue beanie and dark baggy clothes.

“Oh, it's fine. Don't worry. You can get going.”

“Nah, it's fine. I'll help.”

He started picking up the empty cans on the floor and throwing them into the bin.

“Uh, Jimmy, right?” Y/n asked.

“That's me, but people call me Rabbit. You're Y/n, right?”

She nodded. “Thanks again… you didn't need to help.”

“It's fine. Like you said, it's our mess. Not yours.”

“Thank you.”

They finished cleaning up and left the house. 

“Do you need a ride? We're getting in Future's car, we can budge up for you.” Rabbit asked.

“I'll be fine. I've walked to the bar by myself at night many times and made it in one piece.” She smiled.

He chuckled. “Alright then.”

Y/n eventually made it to Chin Tiki, where she saw Carly. Radiant and beautiful as always. She hugged her tightly before they ordered a few drinks and took their seats.

“Hey isn't that Jordan and his friends?” Carly asked. She nodded over to the table where Jordan and his friends were sitting with a few girls.

Y/n turned to look, herself. “Oh yeah.” She saw Rabbit sitting at the table looking unfazed as he sipped his water.

“Who caught your eye?” Carly asked.

“Hm?” Y/n asked.

“You were staring at one of your brother's friends. Who?”

“No one.”

Carly nudged her friend’s arm. “Stop lying.”

“I'm not lying!” Y/n chuckled.

“You're doing that thing with your eyebrows when you lie. Tell me the truth.”

“Okay, there's this one guy-”

“I knew it!”

“I don't like him like that. He just helped me clean the living room instead of letting me suffer in silence.”

“Well that's sweet of him. And what am I talking about, you don't need to focus on guys right now. You've got a modelling career lined up for you.”

Y/n chuckled. “Thanks girl. Should we head out after a few minutes?”

“Sounds good to me.” 

Around 30 minutes later, the girls both left the bar and went outside through the back where the car park was. Whilst walking, they both spotted Rabbit sitting on the hood of the car listening to music on his headphones.

“I know you don't like him like that, but just go to him. What's the harm?” Carly said.

“Okay. I'll just say hi and come back.” Y/n replied.

She approached Rabbit and sat next to him on the hood. He took off his headphones and smiled at her softly.

“What brings you here?” He asked.

“Just wanted to say hi.” She replied. “What are you listening to?”

“Oh, uh. Just some rap.”

“Cool. Do you also wanna be a rapper like everyone else here?”

“Yeah, matter of fact, I do. You?”

“I wanna be a model.”

“Yeah? That's cool I guess.”

“Mhm. I haven't been able to find many places for me to apply yet. So I'm just stuck working at some small diner.”

“I've got a demo with my guy Wink lined up. He's gonna help me. I rap at the shelter too, but last night didn't go too well though. I uh-”

“I know. My brother told me. Which is surprising, he never tells me anything.”

“Why's that?”

“Well-”

“What are you two up to?” A voice interrupted.

Y/n looked up and saw Jordan with his friends, also accompanied by another guy who she recognised as Wink. 

She quickly got off the hood of the car as her brother and his friends approached closer.

“What are you doing?” Jordan asked.

“Just talking to him.” Y/n replied.

“Hey Rabbit, we're all going over to my house right now.” Wink said.

“What about your mum? Is she not home?” Rabbit asked.

“Nah. She's working nights now.” Wink smiled at me. “You can come too if you want.”

“Absolutely not.” Jordan butted in. “She's got work tomorrow.”

“Man, we all got work tomorrow, just let her have it.” Wink replied.

“Fine.”

“Can Carly come too?” Y/n asked.

“The more the merrier.” Wink replied.

Y/n thanked him before going to get Carly. She was quick to say yes, she was always up to go anywhere as long as her friend was always with her. 

“Is it okay if you guys can give us a ride?” Y/n asked the guys.

They were bunched up in the car like sardines in a can. They were all laughing together about whatnot and having a blast.

“So why do they call you Rabbit?” Y/n asked.

“Cause he's fast and likes to fuck a lot.” Future laughed.

Everyone laughed at Future's response. 

“All jokes aside, he's super talented. He's rapping next week at the shelter on Friday if you wanna see him ladies.” Future said.

“Maybe I'll come watch if I have time.” Y/n responded.

They eventually reached Wink's house and got out of the car quickly, feeling a quick relief of air after being crowded in the car.

Y/n and Carly walked with Wink as he led them to his house, the boys were trailing behind.

“Man, I can't rap next week. I have work.” Rabbit told Future.

“You'll go if she's there.” Future responded hinting to Y/n. He made sure he was quiet so Jordan couldn't hear.

“She's cute, but I don't like her like that. I don't think she's interested in me either. Plus, I think I wanna have a break from dating after Janeane.”

“Alright, fair enough. But try coming next week, okay? Forget last night. You're gonna do great.”

Everyone was having a good time at Wink's place. Y/n and Carly danced together and laughed with each other, it felt good for her to feel free for a while and not feel this immense weight on her shoulders.

Meanwhile Rabbit, Jordan and Future were lounging on the couch, taking a rest.

“Fucking Wink, man.” Future replied. “I hate him. Tryna act like the big guy around here.”

“Me too. Are you sure about this free demo thing with Wink, Rabbit?” Jordan asked.

“Yeah. He's gonna help me out, guys. What's the big deal?”

“Free comes with dick up your ass.”

Meanwhile, Iz started complaining about something to Cheddar and a few girls. 

“Another example of people's needs being denied by the city. I don't understand why the media's not all over it. Matter of time before it all happens again and the city won't care.” Iz complained.

“What the fuck is he talking about?” Rabbit asked.

Cheddar turned to face Rabbit. “That abandoned house where that little girl got raped.”

“It's what you call an “Attractive Nuisance.” Iz said. “If that house was on the other side of 8 mile, it wouldn't still be standing.”

“It could've been Lily, Rabbit.” Cheddar said.

Rabbit glanced over at Future and Jordan. Then at Sol who was across the room. They all gave each other a knowing smirk.

“Burn this shit to the ground!” Future whooped as he poured gasoline over the abandoned house.

Y/n and Carly were outside by the car, talking to Jordan.

“Can we come too?” Y/n asked.

“Hell no! It is too dangerous for you and Carly. You two can stay out here.”

“We're not babies Jordan.”

“Be grateful I even let you be here. Otherwise, I would've sent you home.”

 “And aren't you going?” Y/n retaliated.

“Yeah but it's fine for me.” Jordan replied before grabbing a can of gasoline and making his way to the house.

“He's so annoying.” Y/n said.

“He's just trying to protect you.” Carly said. “It's cute.”

Y/n gave Carly a look. “You gonna go after my brother now?”

“No, I was just saying it's sweet of him. Plus, I think Wink's pretty cute. He was looking at me earlier.”

“Well then go shoot your shot. Look, he's just standing there. Go!” Y/n nudged Carly forward.

“Okay, I'm going!” Carly chuckled as she went over to Wink and started making a conversation with him.

A minute or two passed when all of a sudden, the house erupted into flames. It was a blazing firestorm, brightening the dark night sky.

Rabbit appeared from the back and saw Y/n leaning against the car as she admired the burning house. He approached her with a soft smile.

“It's almost beautiful, isn't it?” Y/n asked.

“Yeah. Piece of shit should burn to the ground.” Rabbit replied.

Y/n chuckled. “I wanted to go in. My stupid brother wouldn't let me.”

“He's just trying to make sure you're safe.”

“Yeah, but sometimes it's annoying. He has to make sure he knows what I'm doing all the time. You know how earlier at Chin Tiki I said that he never tells me anything anymore? Well ever since mum died, he's just been so different. He's so secretive and moody but he can't let me be secretive.”

“I get that it can be annoying but, he's doing it because he doesn't wanna lose you too.”

“How do you know that?”

“He told me.”

“He did?”

“He said to me one night when we went out that he wanted to make sure you lived a good life. He said he knew he was being strict but he told me did it because he didn't want to lose you. You guys only have each other.”

“I guess…”

“And sometimes Future says something about you. Like he'll say you're hot and that he wants you and then Jordan gets absolutely pissed. If we weren't there to hold him back, Future would've been a dead man.”

Y/n chuckled. “That sounds like him. You got any siblings?”

“I've got a little sister at home. Lily. She's 7. I'd do anything for her. I love her so much.”

Y/n smiled at Rabbit's caring demeanour for his sister. She noticed how his voice softened when he talked about her, it made her feel content herself.

Sooner or later, everybody got home, managing to escape from the cops just in time.

Y/n and Jordan got home and immediately got hit with the stench of the weed that still lingered in the house.

“Did you not use Air freshener?” Jordan asked.

“I did. Didn't have much time.” Y/n responded.

“Right…” Jordan replied.

“Look, if you don't want the house to be messy and smell then just change the hangout place!” 

“You know what? Fine. I'll ask. Only because you weren't so annoying today.

Y/n scoffed as retreated to her room and got changed out of her clothes. She was starting to consider that what Rabbit said about Jordan might've been a lie just to make her feel better.

[bella-rose29]

Bank Holiday ~ a DTH Special

the Schmoopies are back!

only a little one this time bc I actually couldn't think of much to write oops, I just knew I wanted to see my Schmoopies again

word count: 894 words

warnings: like... two? swears? and the ending is kinda meh bc I couldn't figure out how to write it edit: also unedited so any mistakes are purely at the fault of that whoops

(the picture is related I swear)

Anthony Lockwood was confused. 

He was often confused, so that didn’t mean much, but he rarely told people that he didn’t understand what was happening. 

Unfortunately his girlfriend could read him like a huge sign in neon lights and block letters on the side of the Fittes building, and within about five seconds of him walking into the kitchen she was asking him what was wrong. “You look confused, Schmoopie. What’s up?” She popped the ‘p’ at the end, perfectly in sync with the teabags she was holding being put into the mugs lined up on the counter.

Anthony cast a glance around the kitchen before leaning in and whispering “Why is Lucy still in her pyjamas?”

“Anthony, we’re the only ones in the kitchen. Why are you whispering, dumbass?”

“I don’t know,” he replied, sighing and leaning back against the nearest chair. “Why is Lucy still in her pyjamas? And where are you going?” Y/n had pulled her boots on while he’d been talking, and now she was heading for the hallway. He followed after her, partly closing the kitchen door behind him. 

“Oh, the tea was for you three. I’m just heading out for tea with my mum and Will; they’ve come down for the weekend but we were busy before now. Can you get my coat down please?” Anthony obliged, reaching for a jumper at the same time. When she looked at him in question, he shrugged. 

“It’ll be cold out. The wind is still pretty strong and you haven’t got a jumper.” He tugged it over her head, laughing when her head poked through the top with her hair all messed up. 

“Why are you giving me your jumper? I’m pretty sure I’ve got one hanging around here.”

“I’m so offended right now,” he said, shaking his head and staggering back. Y/n snorted. “You mean you don’t want to wear the jumper that your loving boyfriend just helped you put on? That I am sacrificing for you?!”

“Shut up,” she laughed, pushing at his chest when he came back towards her and snuck his arms around her waist. 

“Anything for you,” he grinned. Somebody behind him groaned, and when Anthony turned his head he caught sight of George at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Can you please go one day without being all lovey-dovey with each other? I would rather not throw up today.” He slumped down the final step, scratching at his side and making his shirt ride up to expose his very trouser-less legs. Disappearing into the kitchen, Anthony frowned after his friend. 

Why was nobody ready for work other than him? And how come Holly wasn’t here yet? He supposed they could make do without Y/n (although he would much rather that she stayed home with him all day), but did nobody seem to understand that they were a company who worked every day of the week?! “…Anthony? You alright?”

“Why is no one dressed?!” He lifted his arms to gesture wildly in the air. “It’s ten in the morning and George has only just come downstairs, Holly isn’t here, Lucy’s in her pyjamas still - am I missing something?” He huffed in frustration, arms flopping back to his sides. They were a prestigious company, and nobody would believe that if they saw George in his half-dressed state with jam on his shirt.

“Ant, you do know… that it’s a bank holiday today, right?” Y/n was trying not to laugh, but a faint smile was playing on her lips. 

“What?”

“It’s the anniversary of Fittes and Rotwell finishing their first successful case? Government declared it a public holiday a few years ago? And you decided not long after that we would have the holiday off every year? Is this ringing any bells?” Her smile had grown now, and Anthony felt his cheeks grow warm from embarrassment. 

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Well, thank you for the jumper, Schmoopie!” She was far too cheery about this, and Anthony pursed his lips in response. 

“Piss off,” he grumbled, not really meaning it. She knew he was stewing like his tea currently was (ah, he should go and sort his tea out), so she pressed a small kiss to the end of his nose and turned for the front door. Anthony reached out, grabbing her hand and pulling her back in. “You missed,” he said, planting a kiss on her mouth. 

“Better?”

“Better. Say hi to your Mum and Will for me.”

“I will. Enjoy your day off, Ant.” She stepped out of his embrace and unlocked the front door, blowing him a last kiss before she was gone. 

“Stupid bank holidays. Why didn’t we put that in the calendar?” He shuffled back towards the kitchen for his tea just in time for George to appear with the calendar in his hands, showing off a very large red circle around today’s date and the words ‘DAY OFF’ in the middle. 

“Idiot,” said George, shoving the calendar at his friend. “Your tea’s looking a bit stewed, by the way. Oh, and we ran out of pulpy orange juice.” He didn’t seem too bothered about the fact that he’d just ruined Anthony’s morning by announcing there was no juice left, and he schlepped back up the stairs with a tea mug in one hand and a plate of toast in the other. 

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[hypegirl1]

In my dreams(Rodrick Heffley X Fem!reader)

AN:WASSUP Y´ALL?I had no inspiration to write these last months,I´m sorry,but I finally got it back lmfao I basically had a breakdown while listening to In my Dreams by RV and ended up having inspiration,damn...(This is proof read so dw,also I have no idea why tf this is so long) Summary:You´ve been in town for a few weeks since you moved,however,Rodrick doesn´t notice until one day,when he sees you on the school hallway Word count:1786 Warnings:Language(Ig?) Genre:Fluff(Ig)

"Nah dude,last week was amazing,what do you mean?"

"I know dude,but like,what about the girls?We don´t get bitches"

That´s the conversation Rodrick was having with his friends at the school´s entrance,the infamous Rodrick Heffley.It hasn´t even been a month since you arrived and you already knew pretty much everything about him:he had 2 little brothers,was the drummer of a band he made,was never that smart and he loved messing around with people,well,pretty much an average teenager,right? He lived in front of your house,and you always saw him at school(when he went),never talked at all,not even a "hi,who are you?never saw you around". It looked like he never realized you were there,but at the end,you didn´t cared,until now.

"Bro,I´m telling you,when we become famous,we will get A LOOOT of bitches"

"Yeaah"

That´s the last thing they said before Rodrick bumped into someone for not looking.

"Hey!Watch your-step"

"Sorry,I was rushing and didn´t saw you,are you okay?"

That´s when Rodrick realized that the girl that bumped into him,was one that he never saw around before,was he dreaming?

"Yeah yeah,sorry,I was in the way"

Damn,is it hot in here?

"I´m glad,I have to go,see you around Rodrick!"

"Bye..."

Rodrick was just standing there like a lamp post,what just happened?

"Dude,you good?"

"Yeah yeah,it´s just...who´s that girl?I never saw her around"

"Y/N?She moved into your neighbourhood a few weeks ago,you didn´t realized?"

"What?She´s been living next to my house and I didn´t realized?"

"Dude chill,just say hi to her"

"As if it was that easy..."

The bell rang,that meant that the day was over,everyone started filling the hallways,Rodrick got in his van and headed home as quickly as possible,they were right,the house in front of the Heffley´s now belonged to your family,how come he didn´t realized?

"Uhh mum,who are our neigbhors?"

"You mean the Y/L/N´s?"(your last name)

"Yeah,them"

"Oh,they have 2 daughters I think,Y/N and Kelsey are their names,If I´m not wrong Y/N is your same age and Kelsey is about Greg´s age,why the question?"

"Just asking"

Damn,your house was literally in front of Rodrick´s,how come he didn´t realized?is it because he nevers pay attention to the stuff that he doesn´t care about?Oh but he did cared now,what should he do?Go over to your house to just say hi?Invite you to have dinner with his family?No way,you had been in town for a few weeks now,and it was too soon to get you to meet his disaster family...He had been thinking in his room about what to do for the last 10 minutes,until he realized that he left his bedroom door open,and saw that Greg was there spying on him.

"What the fuck do you think you´re doing here?!"

Greg panicked and started running towards his room,but Rodrick had already started to chase him,he was lucky that he locked his door just in time.

"Where you spying me?!"

"Maybe-I mean no!"

"You better open this door if you want to live Greggy"

"I saw you earlier talking with mom about the new neighbours and got curious that´s it!"

Wait,hold on,maybe Greg new something that he didn´t?

"Do you know them?"

"Yes,Kelsey is in the same class as me,she´s nice,I could say she´s my friend now"

"And do you know something about her sister?"

"Why should I tell you that?"

"Greg I swear to god that if you don´t tell me I´m breaking down your door"

"Okay okay!But don´t do that please.I always see her sister after school,she picks Kelsey up because her parents don´t get home til night,as far as I know,she´s super nice,she always offers to take us and Rowley home"

"And?"

"That´s all I know!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! I promise!"

"Fine,tomorrow I´ll go pick you up and your other guy friend from school"

"What?no way,I´ll preffer to go by feet"

"I said that you´re coming with me"

Greg knew that his older brother had something going on in his mind,but it probably was worse if he said a word.Good,he had some basic info about you,but what else?The plan was that tomorrow,he would show up to pick up his little loved brother,he had to give you good vibes and not the type of guy that is 24/7 bickering with his brother,wait,maybe it was too late?I mean,you already knew a lot about him,how would you react if you suddenlt saw him as a perfect man instead of the angsty boy he is?Meh,It doesn´t matter,people change all the time.Of course,he could talk to you at school,but you weren´t in the same class as him,and let´s say that he wasn´t that brave enough to talk to you at school.

The rest of the day went by as usual,except for the fact that Rodrick looked super distracted in today´s rehearsal for Löded Diper,he was barely able to start the song,his friends were worried,this wasn´t usual in him,and all just because he couldn´t get your pretty image off of his head,your figure,your hair,your eyes,your lips,he remembered everything as if it depended on his life.

But it just got worse when he saw you there,you where at the entrance of your school,sitting on the stairs,writing on your notebook,you looked so dreamy,the day was sunny and clear as glass,your hair flowing with the little wind that was coming,the way your top and shorts hugged your figure,so unbothered by the rest of the people around you,on your own little world,you looked so unreal...

You felt that someone was watching you,and as you turned back you saw him.

"Rod!What are you doing there?Come sit with me!"

You gave him what was probably the sweetest smile he ever saw,he could melt any moment.

"What?Oh sorry"

He sat next to you,he was nervous,why were you being so nice to him?

"Are you okay?You look nervous,is something bothering you?"

"No no it´s just that...you´re so pretty Y/N,I could stare at you for hours and not get bored"

"Aww you´re so sweet,since when are you so romantic?You didn´t told me those things when we started dating,I love this side of yours"

Wait,dating?No way,since when does the school loser date a pretty girl like you?Did he had amnesia or something?

"Wait,dating?"

"What?Rod are you okay?Yes,for a month now,are you sure you´re fine?"

He couldn´t believe your words,this was so unreal,when did this happened?

"I swear I´m fine,it´s just that- sometimes it´s unbelievable for me to know that I have the most perfect girl in my life"

Now he had no idea what he was talking about or since when he speaks like this,this situation was kinda weird,but it all changed when he heard someone from a distance calling his name.

"Rodrick?Rodrick,come on,Rodrick!"

Suddenly he was at his room,and that´s when reality hit him,he was just dreaming about you...

"Rodrick you´re gonna be late for school come on,get up"

His dad left the room,leaving a sad yet happy Rodrick,he was happy in that dream,but after waking up,damn,he missed that...

This was probably the first time ever that Rodrick got dressed in a nice way only to go to school,he tried really hard,he had to give you a good impression about him,but let´s say that his parents and his younger brother Greg were kinda concerned when they saw him like that...

At school,he only saw you at the time between classes,but you did say hi to him everytime you saw him at the hallways,he was too stunned to say hi back,damn...

And as the day ended,you got on your car on the way to your sister´s school to pick her up as usual,when you got there,she was talking with her friends.

You parked and got off the car and walked to Kelsey,she was laughing with her friends.

"Kelsey,come on let´s go home,give me your backpack"

"Y/N!"

She hugged you as strong as she could,since she was born she always saw you as her idol,she thought you were perfect,even though you didn´t saw yourself like that,you wished that puberty didn´t made your little sister hate you,but as things looked like,that wasn´t going to happen.

"Do you guys need me to take you home?It´s kinda hot today"

"No need Y/N,but thanks,my brother will pick us up"

"Are you sure?If you guys don´t want to wait here I could take you home real quick"

"No need thanks,here he comes"

And he did,as Greg finished talking,a white van parked next to the school,black letters on one side that said "Löded Diper",Rodrick´s van

"Greggy!My dear brother,how are you doing?"

Rodrick petted Greg´s head,leaving him with his hair like a bird´s nest

"I´m-fine I guess"

"It´s the first time I see you pick up your little brother from school"

"Y/N?What a surprise!"

You could tell that something was off,he seemed nervous,uncomfortable.

"Hey!I wasn´t expecting to see you here,you know Greg always walks home"

"Oh well It´s because-I´m always in a rush you know?"

"Yeah,next time,don´t be scared to say hi to me in the hallways,I don´t bite you know?"

Oh god,you realized that he never said hi back,of course you realized,you´re not dumb,what has he thinking?

"Uhm,Greg you can get in the car,I´m going to talk with Y/N for a moment"

"Okay?-"

"You go Kelsey,I´ll be there now,so,what did you wanted to tell me?"

"Uhm well,you have been in town for a few weeks now,and I never introduced myself properly"

"Neither I did,don´t worry,I should have introduced me first before saying hi to you without you knowing who I am"

"Oh,fine then haha"

"Should we start over?I´m Y/N,your neighbor,I like shopping and going outside,how about you?"

"I´m Rodrick,your new neighbor"

Suddenly,there was a very awkward silence,usually you knew how to get out of these,but there was something that didn´t let you speak or say something.

"Uhm...yeah that´s it"

"Yeah!cool cool..."

Silence...just silence...oh god why was this happening?

"Well...I have to leave,I gotta take Kelsey home,see you tomorrow!"

"Sure!"

You started walking towards your car,and before opening the door you heard Rodrick´s voice calling as he ran towards you.

"Y/N wait!"

"Yeah?"

"I...gotta tell you something else"

"Well tell me"

"I-i like you"

"Wha-what?"

"Don´t take this weird!But,I didn´t knew who you were til yesterday when we bumped into each other,it was love at first sight,I´m not looking for an answer or something,you can act as if this never happened,but I just want to tell you that in my dreams,you loved me back"

That was...weird?no,it was romantic,no,weird,so many emotions started to cross your mind,he dreamed about having you?

"Rodrick I-"

"No,I´ll just leave"

He started to walk away,leaving a confused you behind him.You knew why you said hi to him at school,you wanted to know him better,there was a spark in him that you never saw before.

"Rodrick wait!"

He turned around,looking at you.

"I didn´t answered.Meet me today at 4pm at the park,maybe...we can get your dream to come true"

[nochukoo97]

brother’s best friend

Pairing: Jungkook x OC

Summary/Warnings: Jk and oc’s older brother are childhood bestfriends, but they both move away for college, oc experiences a breakup, oc fights with parents, running away from home, this will be a series so first chapt is just an intro :)), but oc meets jk here, a little cliffhanger??

Word count: 0.7k

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You knew of Jungkook, the two of you were close even, but that was many many years back, when you were just finishing middle school and Jungkook and your brother were in highschool. Jungkook had been your brother’s wingman, bro-for-life, ride or die friend ever since kindergarten, and your parents and his parents became good friends. When your brother moved away with Jungkook for college, of course they went to the same one, you never saw him again, only rarely when your brother would come home and Jungkook would pay a visit. However, you were also busy away in college, but you had settled on a college closer to home, since you did not plan on moving out of your parent’s house anytime soon.

It’s been almost a year since you’ve seen both Jungkook and your brother, both of them occupied with the heavy load of work and other activities, and you will admit, you miss the both of them a lot, and constantly wonder what they’re up to.

However, that was not something you could think about now, not when your parents were currently screaming their heads off of your poor grade in chemistry, as well as the fact that they had found out you have a boyfriend, or well, had, after you had found him cheating on you with another girl at a bar.

“What are you thinking huh? You not only have such a horrible grade on your recent test, and I find out you secretly have a boyfriend?” Your mum is yelling at you as she throws the pen she was holding on the coffee table in front of the couch as you stand in front of her with your head hanging low. “You’re a disappointment, what makes you think you can mess around with boys if you aren’t even scoring straight As HUH?” You couldn’t take it anymore, and ran up to your room, slamming the door shut as tears of frustration and pent up anger spilled out of your eyes.

You don’t bother with your mother screaming from behind your locked door, because in ten minutes, you’ve packed a luggage full of your toiletries and clothes, opening the door and brushing past your mum.

“Just where do you think you’re going?” She continues to yell as she chases after you, “Okay fine! Go ahead! Run away from my house, and you will be back tonight because you finally realise that I am the one who provides your life for you! Maybe you will learn to be more grateful!” She screams over your cries as you slam the front door, running with your luggage, not sure where, but you just keep walking.

As you slow down your pace after a few minutes, you turn on your phone, dialling your college best friend, Chaeyoung. “Hello?” She answers after three rings, “Chae, do you think I could crash at your place for a few nights? I just fought with my parents and there is no way I am going back after what Mum said to me,” You said between pants as you continued walking with no sense of direction. “Babe, I’m so so sorry but my cousins are over and I have no space in my home, maybe try calling Yeji?” You just hummed and hung up after saying bye, you knew Yeji was out of town so she wasn’t even an option at this point.

You continue to walk, mind empty, until you see a dark alleyway next to a bar. You look at the street sign, and you realise that you had literally walked so far you were currently in the same area as where your brother’s shared apartment was, and you stood still for a while, considering asking him, but you came to a conclusion that if your parents had tried to look for you, they would definitely ask your brother.

“I guess I will just settle with this…” you mumble to yourself as you turn the corner of the alleyway, hoping to find maybe another homeless soul who has turned to the sketchy place for a home.

“Y/N?” You hear a familiar voice call out your name as you walk head down into the alleyway. You look up in surprise, only to see Jungkook standing there, a beer in his hand as he stares at you with confusion.

note: hello! i know this chapter is really short but i promise the rest of the chapters wont be after i write what happens after the cliffhanger LOL also im like having a block rn, i cant think of anything to write at the moment so i will just focus on this 😆

[evan4ever]

Hello babes 😘 just wondering if you could write a pre-death Tate langdon x fem!reader where she catches him cutting himself in the school bathroom and helps him clean up. Major fluff. And since he's only ever been in one night stands sex is the only way he can show his appreciation for her caring for him when not even his mum could. Thanks hun ❤️

You’re so pretty, it hurts

Tate Langdon x f!Reader

Warnings: self harm, blood, p in v penetration, unprotected sex

A/n: I apologize if this isn’t good, Tate is the only Evan character I couldn’t vibe with well (doesn’t mean he’s not hot 🥵) so I tried my best and hope it’s still good!! not proofread

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The school hallways were empty, considering everyone was in class which is where you were supposed to be. But you were bored, it was a substitute anyways, and you felt like taking a walk. It had only been maybe 10 minutes and you planned on being gone for maybe 15 minutes just to take up some time and make the remainder of class go by faster, so being all the way across the school you figured you’d make your way back and simply take your time.

That was your plan, anyways. And you were nearly there when something caught your eye.

Tate Langdon.

You saw him enter the boys bathroom with an expression on his face that you couldn’t read. You furrowed your brows in confusion and wonder at what he could be doing. You didn’t know him well, but you knew he was kind of a messed up kid. You didn’t judge him, but he often made you curious. There’d been many times you had caught him in an act of some kind of violence, from placing black tacks in the black chair that Mr May would sit in 5 minutes later, to taping a razor underneath Olivia Carter’s locker handle that would slice her fingers and end with her needing multiple stitches. Both times you’d been the only one to catch him, and both times you guys shared an intense stare but nothing more. You never told. And that earned you a safe spot in Tate’s messed up head. You minded your business and he did too.

And you knew this was one of those times to mind your own, but your curiosity got the best of you so you slowly made your way to the bathroom stopping at the door wondering whether it was a good idea or not to invade his privacy. It was the boys bathroom, after all. But fuck it, you thought.

You pushed the door open as quietly as you could and let yourself in, rounding the corner only to stop dead in your tracks at the sight in front of you.

Tate stood in front of the mirror, his arms over the sink and you had a perfect view of the razor in his hand pressing into his arm that already had 3 precious and obvious deep cuts that were bleeding down his arm and dripping into the sink. You stood wide eyed and the second he saw you through the mirror behind him, he shot you the nastiest flare possible.

“What are fuck are you doing in here?! Can’t read that this is the boys bathroom? Get out!” Tate practically screamed at you, but unfazed you stood still in your place, your eyes only taking in the image in front of you. It was one you had seen so many times before, but so weird seeing it on someone else arms rather than your own. “Are you listening to me? Leave, now!”

Your eyes flicker up to meet his angry ones and instead of listening to him, you make your way to him slowly, not once breaking the eye contact as you reach behind him grabbing a few paper towels, wetting them then cautiously bringing them to his arm that was still dripping blood. He only watched you in confusion, his anger shifting from you catching him to not understanding what you were doing or why you were being so nice to him. He was a freak, he thought.

You gently took ahold of his arm to better help you clean it up as carefully as you could. You dabbed and wiped up the bloodied mess that his arm was, finally wiping over the cuts and holding some pressure on them to stop the bleeding.

“These are really deep.” You state quietly.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” He questions. You finally look up at him again with a sincere look. He was staring at you more calm than before but still with a head spinning in confusion.

“I’ve been where you are. I still am, sometimes. I get it.” You say simply, looking away from him back to your hands as you lift the paper towel away to check if it was bleeding still. It was, so you place it back over again. “Sorry for whatever you’re battling that’s making you do this.”

Tate furrowed his eyebrows again. You were being so nice to him. So caring. He didn’t understand it. Definitely wasn’t used to it. He’s always been some mentally ill monster by his mother. He just figured at this point that everyone believed so also. You were different, he’s knew that for awhile but this was so far from what he was expecting. And as fucked up as it was, his appreciation towards you formed inside of him as a turn on. How else was he supposed to feel? His mom only ever screamed at him and made him feel worse. This feeling made him feel good. He wanted to show you in the only way he knew how.

“You know the school bathroom probably isn’t the best place for the privacy you need to do this-“ you were cut off mid sentence by Tate’s lips crashing onto yours, his hands quickly raking ahold of your waist and pulling you to him. You were caught so off guard that you didn’t even have time to process what was happening before he pulled himself away from you and looked down at you in confusion.

“Do you not want to do to?” He asks bluntly.

“I– sorry. I mean, I don’t.. why are you kissing me?” You definitely weren’t against it but with the situation being what it was it felt inappropriate, you needed to understand first. He was in a vulnerable position and you weren’t going to take advantage. You could also tell your reaction wasn’t what he was expecting, and you quickly realized that this was his gratitude towards your kindness. “Tate, you don’t have to have sex with me for helping you?” You spoke quietly, wanting him to understand that you didn’t expect anything in return, especially not sex, for being a genuine person.

He studied you for a moment, his mind racing with so many thoughts. Like mentioned before, this was the only way he knew how to show his appreciation. He wanted to, needed to.

So he drew closer to you, so close that your noses were touching just barely as you looked up at him and he looked down at you. The immediate tension between the two of you was not unnoticed either, his hands moving to brush the hair that fell on your face and tucking it behind your ears. You were still shocked, nervous now even.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you in your pain..” you whispered again, but he quickly shook his head which silenced you.

“I want to. I want you.” He spoke softly, reassuringly. Your breathing quickened as you studied him for any signs of doubt, but his intense and lustful stare never faltered.

You nodded and he took no time in grabbing your face pulling it back to his, this time returning the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck while his made their way back to your hips, holding them tightly. You felt his tongue trace over your bottom lip for access and you granted it allowing his tongue to slide into your mouth as yours attempted to do the same but overpowered. The make our deepened and he took the chance to slide his hands down under your thighs and lift you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, carrying you over and placing you on the sink. You both knew you had to be quick, so you wasted no time in undoing his belt and unbuckling his pants, him sliding them down just enough to allow him to pull his dick out. He quickly hoisted your black skirt up and you moved your panties to the side. You hadn’t even realized how wet you already are, neither did Tate until he moved his hand to your heat and began rubbing your clit, groaning when he felt you dripping.

His other hand grabbed your ass and pulled you down so you weren’t even on the sink anymore but only being held by his body between your legs. You watched as he jerked himself a couple times before lining himself up at your entrance, your eyes rolling back when he slipped inside with ease. You both attempted to muffle your moans, your hands flying up to cling into his shoulders while his held your hips again. He began fucking you hard and quick, wanting to fulfill both of your needs in the short time you had. With every thrust it began getting harder to control the small moans that were escaping from your mouth, deciding to bite down on his shoulder for some control which only turned him on more. Tate sucked his bottom lip in between his teeth, his eyes flickering to the mirror in front of him, watching the scene unfold. It was fucking beautiful, seeing you spread open between him and your entire self clung to him as he fucked you. The sight itself could’ve made him cum. But he wanted you to first.

Quickly, he pulled himself out and spun you around so you were leant over the sink and he immediately thrusted himself back into you, your hands reaching forward to hold onto the faucet as the new position filled you up more and began hitting a special spot that had you wanting to scream his name. His hands snuck in front of you and made their way to your clit again, rubbing you just right.

“Look at yourself,” his words rang through your ears and you looked into the mirror, moaning at the picture you were seeing. His other hand traced up to your head, moving the side of your hair and taking ahold of the side of your neck where it met your shoulder and holding you in place, his eyes never leaving yours while he continued playing with your clit and thrusting into you hard. “You’re so pretty, watching me fuck you in the school bathroom.” He groaned and that was all you needed to send yourself over the edge, your organs causing your legs to begin shaking, nearly giving out but he held you up and with one last hard thrust he pulled out and let himself cum undone all over the floor. You watched in the mirror while coming down from your high, his hand on your waist tightly to keep you from falling. It was probably the hottest thing you’d ever seen.

After a minute, you pushed yourself up from the sink, his hand not leaving your waist. Both of your breaths were hard and shaky. He finally fixed his pants after shoving himself back in and buckling his belt while you fixed your skirt, looking in the mirror to make sure you looked like you didn’t just have sex in the bathroom.

“You look beautiful.” Tate’s words broke you from your outfit to meet his eyes that were watching you. You smiled almost embarrassed of yourself, but he moved himself so he was against your backside, wrapping his arms around you which allowed you to relax into his soft hold, leaning your head back against his that now rested on your shoulder.

“We’re gonna be in so much trouble.” You giggled, turning yourself around staying in his hold and wrapping your arms around his neck. He just smiled down at you and shrugged.

“Want to skip?” He suggested, your eyes lighting up at the idea.

“Let’s go.” You whispered, placing a soft kiss on his cheek and removing yourself from his hold and grabbing his hand as he followed you out of the bathroom, leaving the mess behind for the janitor.

[arcielee]

Interview With a Writer

Thank you @humanpurposes for your time to answer my questions about your amazing story 💜 This is just a continuation of my Interview With a Writer series. You can go to masterlist and read the other amazing, talented, wonderful authors that I have spoken with, getting a BTS of their brilliant minds and their stories on Tumblr and ao3.

Dividers by @saradika 💜

Name: humanpurposes

Story: My Heart Belongs to Daddy

Paring: modern!Aemond x step-daughter

Warnings: 18+, angst, smut, daddy kink, spanking, degradation, questionable relationship dynamics, infidelity, mentions of grief/loss, no underage elements.

So, when did you start writing?

I've always had an interest in stories, whatever form they take, books, films, plays, ideas in my head. Since I was a kid I've loved exploring different creative outlets, writing being one of them.

I think I first really started to realise I was decent at it when I did creative writing at school, it was the one subject I just 'got'. As a teenager I tried writing fanfiction and originals (which were all terrible and never saw the light of day), and to be honest, my interest in writing dwindled while I was doing A Levels and uni.

Then last year, out of nowhere, I managed to finish a one-shot for The Sandman (which I never posted and lost rip). Then House of the Dragon happened, Aemond Targaryen appeared on my screen and the rest is history! So really it's only in the last year I've considered myself 'a writer'.

Where did the plot for My Heart Belongs to Daddy come from?

One thing about me is that I'm highly susceptible to peer pressure, so when people were asking for a part 2, I was like "of course!" ...cut to me sitting in front of my laptop for hours trying to conjure up a plot.

I knew I wanted it to be quite an emotional series, because while hooking up with your mum's boyfriend is a fun gimmick for a one-shot, I really wanted to get deeper into all the dynamics and relationships at play. I knew I wanted Alys to have her moment, I was really adamant that she wasn't going to be a villain, and I had the scene outside the club on New Years Eve in my head. From there, I kinda came up with Aemond's backstory, him having a crush on her when they were younger and harbouring those feelings. It all just kinda fell into place from there.

I have to say as well, it was kind of inspired by Normal People; just two people struggling to navigate their feelings. And I love it because it sounds like such a simple premise, but there are so many complexities to it.

Expand on your interpretation of Aemond. What drives him? Why is he the way he is in MHBTD?

MHBTD Aemond is very much intended to mirror the Aemond we see in the show, minus the dragon and the war crimes.

He's studious, a perfectionist, a very imposing but understated presence. The relationship with his family is very much the same too. He sees himself as more capable than his siblings, is overlooked by his father and overshadowed by Rhaenyra and the Strong boys, so he is very much driven by a want to prove himself and live up to the legacy of his family.

He also takes on the burden of being Alicent's golden child, which he kinda botches when he messes up a contract with Storm's End, and ends up feeling more alienated by the only person who really values him. That's where Alys comes in and gives him a way to escape all of that.

So I really tried to translate his character into a modern setting in a way that would be believable, but I didn't want to lose what makes Aemond Targaryen, "Aemond Targaryen."

Was there anything in specific that inspired your Reader portrayal?

Well, this was actually the first reader/nameless character fic I've written. Generally I tend to write original characters for a series. I mean real talk though, a lot of her character is inspired by me, like her interest in history and the love for Lana Del Rey and Mazzy Star, but if you can't self indulge when writing a fanfiction, when can you?

But it was interesting for me trying to write her as someone who is easy to project onto, but also, I hope, has a lot of depth. She has a lot of conflicts going on in her head, her dependence on Aemond and her guilt she feels lying to Alys, knowing pursuing a relationship is wrong, trying to break away, only to be pulled back in... so the more I wrote, the more she became her own person.

What is your take on her relationship with Aemond? Do you feel she complements Aemond?

I think they compliment each other quite well, but there are a lot of things at play here.

So on a basic level, they have similar personalities, not particularly outgoing but not exactly shy either, they both have a quiet confidence. They have similar interests, did similar subjects at uni, that kind of thing.

But I think their differences go together well too. Aemond is ambitious and eager to prove himself, whereas she can be a bit more grounded. There's also an element of codependency to their relationship. True to canon, Aemond likes to be in control and she compliments that well (better than Alys does), and they both have moments where they struggle with loneliness and latch onto each other as a result.

There are a lot of external factors that make the whole situation very very complicated. They suck at communication and obviously, he dated her mother.

But ultimately, they both want each other enough to keep going back. I think it's like that age of question of 'is love enough?'

What was your outline process for this? Did you always know how this story was going to end?

I always write with an end point in mind. For me anyway, I need to know what I'm working towards. In my head it was always going to end with her knowing that while being with Aemond probably isn't the right choice, she does it anyway because she can't say no to him.

And again talking about realism, I really didn't see it having a fairytale ending, because even though they'll be in Oldtown together, they won't be able to hide their relationship from their families forever.

Do you think there will be a sequel? Or something else you are working on next?

As much as I've loved working on this series, I am ready to work on some other stuff.

I have two series which I'm currently updating, a canon era Aemond fic called Karma is a God, and a Tom Bennett mini series called Just for a Moment.

I also have some one-shots in the works and I'm looking to get back to updating an Osferth fic which I started in May and haven't updated since!

That being said... I did have an idea for an epilogue which I'm kinda obsessed with. But we'll see how long it takes me to get round to it 🤭

Last question! Do you have any fanfic recommendations?

That's so hard to just pic one!

I have to shout out my girl Sam @randomdragonfires and her story Invisible String. I love the dynamic she created between Aemond and the reader, only to leave me utterly devastated with the ending! Sam is so talented I love her writing style and the voices she gives the characters, everything she writes is gold.

Also, I feel like I'll never shut up about it but Now I'm Covered In You by @inthedayswhenlandswerefew was just incredible. I cannot tell you how much of a chokehold that fic had on me. The tension, the politics, the drama, the yearning between Aemond and Ivy! I was on the edge of my seat for all 10 Chapters.

I'm obsessed with medieval history, it is literally my perfect fic.

[merryfortune]

biscuits for a day of remembrance

Written for Ficwip Discord’s August 100 Words Event

Title: biscuits for a day of remembrance

Ship: Takumi/Yui

Fandom: Delicious Party Pretty Cure

Word Count: 1,000

Rating: T

Warning: Canonical Character Death

Tags: Grief, Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Pre-Relationship, Food as a Metaphor for Love

   Takumi woke up for the day, he was struck by dread. The birds didn’t sing outside, the frost lingered, and the skies were grey. The whole town, it seemed, knew exactly what made this Sunday so out of the ordinary and so utterly tragic.

   Time all but stood still in remembrance to a certain woman whose reputation was known far and wide in this town. Today marked exactly one year since the passing of Nagomi Yone.

   In the kitchen, Takumi stood like a zombie. He wasn’t hungry, he just wanted to pay his morning dues. In a similar fugue state, his Mother gave him an apologetic look. She knew, too, and had already made plans and arrangements to give Akiho and Hikaru the day off. That meant he was tasked with occupying Yui.

   His stomach clenched at the thought of his best friend. Poor Yui. She had been closer than anyone to her grandmother, absorbing all her wisdom and clinging onto her dress the way only a granddaughter could. 

   It wasn’t the same but he could relate to the gaping hole left by a precious person’s absence. Just look at his Father, even on a day like this, he was still far away and on that boat in a different part of the world. It was tough. But at least for Takumi, who still had all four of his grandparents, it was temporary.

   Takumi got changed and it was eleven by the time he went next door. With the diner closed, the front of the house was eerily quiet. The lights were off and the gloomy weather hung like a ghost. He came around the side and into the main part of the house. Where it was a home. Or should have been. It was so cold today. Felt lifeless and lonely yet when Takumi saw Yui, he was relieved.

   There she was. In the kitchen, humming a little tune to herself. She had her hair done up in a bun today. That was uncharacteristic but understandable on a day like today as it was just like her nan’s favourite hairstyle.

   When she noticed him, she turned around with a bittersweet smile.

   “Ah. Hey Takumi. Mum said you would be around soon.” Yui said, her voice cracking. “I-It’s nice that our parents are friends, they’ve gone to have lunch somewhere. Or, uh, maybe brunch since it’s not noon yet.” She laughed awkwardly.

   Takumi came closer, leaned against the entryway to the kitchen, where tatami met tiling underfoot. He could smell something  crispy and somewhat sweet in the air when he poked his head in.

   “How’re you holding up?” Takumi asked.

   “Y-Yeah, fine.” Yui clearly lied. She was honest to a fault as she pawed at her eyes. They were shiny and rimmed red. “Um, I’ve had a, uh, cry or two already this morning but…”

   “You're working out your feelings the way you know best.” Takumi said and he gestured to the workspace in the kitchen.

   The mess that Yui made seemed reflective of her headspace. Nothing was neat and clean, there was flour and desiccated coconut sprinkled on the benchtop. Her wooden spoon perched precariously on the sink’s edge was still slathered in batter.

   Yui nodded. 

   “Whatcha making?” Takumi asked.

   “Army biscuits.” Yui replied. “You're just in time, they’re almost done.”

   “What’re army biscuits?” Takumi asked.

   “They’re from Australia and given to folks who you aren’t going to see in a while. They don’t spoil easily so they’re good for long journeys.” Yui said, her pacing off-kilter.

   She brushed herself down, skirt flapping, and started to walk into the den, so Takumi joined her. They sat down together. It was obvious that Yui was feeling fragile but at the same time, talkative so it was better to continue cross-legged versus standing up.

   “D-Did you know?” Yui asked. “My Grandmother, she did some travelling in her youth. Including Australia which is where she learned this recipe. It's made with coconut, oats, and golden syrup. They’re hard and crunchy but so yummy.”

   “I look forward to trying one then.” Takumi replied.

   “They’ll be ready soon.” Yui said then got flustered. She had already said that. She fidgeted atop the table as she got upset with herself. Takumi reached out and stroked her hands, running his fingers over her knuckles.

   “When you're ready.” Takumi told her again.

   “Thanks.” Yui breathed a sigh of relief. “I-I thought they would be a good choice for today. Grandmother said these biscuits are baked around times of remembrance, so, um, I thought it was fitting.”

   “I see.” Takumi murmured.

   Neither had anything to say to that so it turned into a mutual minute silence for Yone. It was a heavy silence which had Yui shuddering as she tried not to cry but she was boiling over like a kettle on the stove. Takumi was a non-judgemental presence but ever an awkward teenage boy, he didn’t know what to say.

   Luckily, he didn’t have to say anything. Yui’s timer went off and she went flying to the kitchen in response. Anything to flee her feelings as she opened the oven, was blasted by the heat inside and drew out the cookies on the tray over the rack.

   Takumi could smell them from here. They had a wholesome, hearty smell to them decadent with caramelised golden syrup. Yui impatiently plated them, singing her fingers by accident. 

   “They’re ready.” Yui said. “And be careful, they’re hot.”

   Takumi nodded and let Yui place them in the middle of the low table but waited for her first. She got onto her knees and took a deep breath, then spoke.

   “Thank you for this recipe, Grandmother.” she said.

   “Thank you.” Takumi echoed.

   Yui reached for the top biscuit piled upon the plate. She breathed, shuddering, and they were still too hot to handle and that made her tear up, or maybe she was already tearing up because of her grandmother then ate, with gusto, and let her tears stream down her face.

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Right By Your Side | Chapter 5 - First Day In School

Summary: In the world where wearing glasses makes you a different person. You were forced to swallow a pill that turned you into seven years old. Now, you're living with your crush in a small form, what would you do? Who were the ones who brought this to you? And, can you change back?

Chapter summary: Meeting new friends in school, getting a scare that Bill is dead and potentially one who is part of the Organisation you were trying to track. Just your normal day, right?

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Days passed quickly and it was soon my first day of school, again. Bill chose a school slightly further away so I could drop by his house on the way back whenever I feel like it.

"Urghh...." I groaned and turned off the alarm before going back to sleep again. Why do I have to go to school when I'm 30 years old...

I drifted off to sleep with ease before jolting up when the cold hit my body. Nat was standing by my bed with the duvet in her hands and I instantly went to find my glasses. "Hurry your ass up. If you eat your breakfast in the car, you can still make it on time."

"Okay..." I did everything quickly and went to find Nat who was already waiting for me with the sandwich. I sling my bag on my shoulder and went to take a bite of the sandwich before rushing to get my shoes on.

"If you woke up on time, you wouldn't be rushing." Nat said when she saw me struggling to tie my shoelace while looking like a mess.

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I have finished my sandwich and we still have some distance to go. I rested my head against the window since I could hardly see out of the window.

"Where did you get that bracelet from?" Nat said, referring to the one on my left wrist. It was originally a necklace from Nat for my 27th birthday, but it's too big for me now so I twist it once to fit my wrist.

"Oh this? My mum gave this to me on one of my birthdays." I lied.

"Do you have the same one too?" I asked, wanting to know how she would answer. Nat didn't answer the question. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"No, it's not a big deal. I have a matching pair with Y/N." She showed me the necklace that she's still wearing.

"It looks beautiful on you." I complimented her. Ever since we helped each other put it on, I hardly ever get to comment on it since she hides it very well with her clothes. I could see the chain sometimes but never the art so I never got to say anything.

"Thanks. Have a nice first day in school." Nat said when we reached the gate.

"Thank you." I closed the door and waved through the window.

Nat winds down the window and I listen to what she has to say. "I'll pick you up after school. Sorry I didn't pick you up the other day."

"No worries. I know you're a busy person." Especially looking for the person who's right by your side.

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The first class of the day was English. The teacher was our homeroom teacher and apparently there are two other students who were joining today. We didn't get to know the rest of the class since it wasn't the first day of school. I introduced myself as Allison Bright while the other students introduced themselves as Anita Hailey and Edogawa Conan.

Hailey has chestnut hair that reaches her chin and she looks to be a bit serious, closed off. Conan, on the other hand, seemed more like a child with a smile on his face. I assumed the both of them knew each other before this since they were whispering something before entering the classroom.

"Alright, Edogawa, you can sit next to Amy. Bright and Anita can sit at the empty table at the corner." Ms Smith instructed.

The class started but I was doodling on my notebook, jotting and mapping out what I know about the current case. Judging from what they call each other, their code names are based on alcohol. Since Gin was instructing Vodka, he is likely to be in a higher position. The question is, how many people are there?

I wrote 'Organisation' at the top of the notebook and circled it. How am I going to bring it down?

"Ms Bright, do you mind answering this question?" Ms Smith pointed to the board. I looked at the board before answering her.

After I sat down, Anita opened her mouth and spoke, catching my attention. "Y/N Y/L/N, part of the Avengers, powers unknown..." She stated as she continued to look towards the board. "Unknown relationship with parents. Blood type B+. Went to find Bill when you shrunk, who's staying at 606 Green Lake St. New York, NY 10040."

How does she know so much about me? Was she sent here to kill me? How does she know where Bill stays?

I looked at her and she just smirked at me. Who is she?

I rushed out of the classroom, ignoring the calls from Ms Smith and immediately dialed for Bill. "Come on... pick up your phone... of all the times you chose to not answer your phone, you chose now to do it." I mumbled as I ran to his house. I should really bring some cash the next time I head out.

I kept calling Bill all the way until I reached his house. He didn't answer the doorbell and I'm too anxious to think of a solution. I climbed over the gate and went round to the backyard where he doesn't bother to lock.

I searched and called for him all over his house but received no answer. Was he really killed? I went into the basement and saw him in front of his computer with red all over him. Fuck.

"Bill!" I shook him but received no answer. Suddenly the can on the table dropped, startling me. I took a quick looked at it and realised it was tomato juice.

"Wake the hell up." I slapped the back of his head. "How many times do I have to tell you not to drink tomato juice when you work at night. You always spill them everywhere."

Bill groaned as he rubbed the back of his head. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Who the hell is Anita Hailey and Edogawa Conan, why does she know where you stay and so much about me?"

"Ohhh." He slapped his forehead. "I forgot to tell you, Anita stays with me and Edogawa stays with his crush too." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes!" I raised my voice. "This can be dangerous." I reminded him who we're up against.

"Don't worry, I know Edogawa. His real name is Jimmy Kudo. He stays next door." I looked over to the huge mansion next door. His parents are famous author and celebrity. "And... I found Anita lying on the floor in front of my gate the other day."

"You were the one who named her?" Bill looked at me shocked. "Yeah, that is a pretty lame name."

I sighed at the situation we're in, suddenly there're so many factors coming in that aren't accounted for. How can I trust them?

"Aren't you going back to class?"

I didn't want to but since Nat is coming to pick me up after school, I have to be there by the end of the day. "You're driving me back."

He took the keys for his yellow beetle.

"It's time you change your lousy old car, it breaks down all the time." Bill has it for as long as I know him. I'm pretty sure he got it second hand since no retailer was selling it anymore.

"My uncle gave it to me."

"Remember to update me next time. You gave me a fright." I got out of his car and tried sneaking back in class during lunch break. I wasn't sure if Ms Smith was going to notify Nat about it.

"Where have you been Ms Bright?" I got caught entering the classroom through the back door.

"I went to the washroom."

"For two hours??"

"I had a really bad stomach ache." I acted as if I was still slightly sick, holding onto my stomach. Ms Smith let it go this time and continued supervising the lunch break. The bell sounded and the next subject teacher came to take over.

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After school, I looked at Anita who was nonchalantly packing her bag as if it was a normal day. "Who the hell are you?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She challenged me. I pulled the backpack off her and slammed it on her chair. Edogawa came over after seeing I was getting rough with her.

"Hey hey hey, we are your allies. We are in the same predicament as you... Just tell her, it would be better for all of us." Edogawa encouraged.

"My real name is Shiho Miyano, code name Sherry." I looked at her with widened eyes.

"You're one of them!" I raised my voice feeling anxious that one of them managed to get so close this quickly. Edogawa quickly shushed me and looked around to make sure no one heard anything.

The people students here are too innocent, they were too busy interacting with their friends to listen in on us.

"I am the creator of the drug or my father was. After realizing that they killed my sister, I stopped all production as a protest and they cuffed me to a pole. I swallowed the APTX4869 to kill myself but I ended up becoming small like you."

"You... you..." I have too many questions in my mind. "Then can you turn us back?" I asked the most critical question.

"Don't you think I would have done so if I could?" She said, making me sigh as all hopes shattered. "I can't remember the formula."

"And you?" I turned to the boy.

"I'm just a normal victim who used to be a high school detective. You can call me Conan." He crossed his hands behind his head. He fits the description of a 1st grader/primary school student more than Anita.

"You can call me Hailey."

I looked at the skeptically before pulling out my phone to exchange contacts. "You can call me Allison."

"The Black Organisation is what they're called. They always wear black." Hailey said as I left the classroom.

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I spotted Nat's car at the corner. "You took a while to come out. I was about to barge in." Nat said as I buckled my seatbelts. I wouldn't be surprised if she does.

"I was just talking to my new friends..." I considered them more as classmates for now. It would definitely help tremendously if we have the scientist on our side. Once we get our hands on the formula, I should be able to get back to normal size. The good thing is they are unable to make any more APTX4869 since their lab was destroyed.

"Are you alright?" Nat asked as I was deep in thought. What should be our next course of movement? Should we lure them out or wait until we get more evidence and resources? Three of us, four if we include Bill, are not able to do anything...

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Nat nudged my shoulders, bringing me back to reality.

"Just- about... about dinner!" I jumped in my seat, acting as if it was the simplest thing to make me happy. I cringed internally as I did that. Nat could only chuckle and shake her head at my actions and childishness.

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Back in the compound, I slumped in bed after a tiring day.

The room darken all of a sudden and thunder cracking could be heard throughout the sky. Ominous feelings filled the compound as everyone looked out at how quickly the sky changed. Soon, rain started to hit the windows and everyone went back to their business.

"She's useless." Strucker spat at me. The scientist that he got injected me with powers but there was no result. No matter how much stress testing they did, they weren't able to get a reaction from me.

They took my blood and tested it. There were traces of DNA alteration, indicating the serum in me was doing its job but it just wasn't showing.

They needed to keep me alive so they didn't increase the dosage, but they kept torturing me, breaking me and at this point I just wished I could evoke my powers to stop all this.

"Send her to cell 4." Strucker waved for his agents.

"No... I don't want to... No! Please!" I tried to break free from their grip but with two men holding each of my arms, it was hardly a challenge for them to force me there.

Another bulky man was waiting with an empty chair and his tools spread out on the table. They cuffed me to the chair before walking out.

He started off light with a small parry knife, licking it before slitting my body, he would move onto bigger tools gradually and my body littered with cuts. On days when he was mad, he would dive in straight with a gun, making sure he didn't hit any vital spots. Shots and screams would be heard throughout the cell, if I could just move a little and direct the shot towards my head, I would have done so.

Second POV The rain was still coming down heavily as Natasha heard your blood curdling scream coming from your room and rushed to check on your room. You were whimpering in your bed and covers thrown on the floor, clearing in distress.

"Allison!" She said, trying to wake you up. She tried a couple more times but it wasn't working. Through your hectic movement in your nightmare, your shirt lifted up slightly and Nat was able to see your cuts and bruises.

"WAKE UP!" She screamed this time. It worked. You jolted up in bed panting heavily. You placed your head in your hands trying to calm down until you remembered what situation you're in.

"Are you okay?" She used her cold hands to wipe off the sweat on your forehead.

Now, the life you're living in, is built on lies upon lies. One day it's going to come crashing down on you.

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[pvffinsdaisies]

the Anglo-Celtic Isles as song’s from Maisie Peter’s “the Good Witch”

(With little to no explanation) (featuring OCs)

THE GOOD WITCH: WALES

“When all I do is think about the past, and haunt a house nobody lives in, you wanna hear about it all, where do I start? Well, I guess when it kicks in.”

COMING OF AGE: IRELAND

“I wish I would’ve seen it sooner, why did it take me ages to say it? I wasn’t your cliché, no, this is my coming of age!”

WATCH: SCOTLAND

“You’re so bad (so bad!), you look better (what the fuck?) I fought it but I saw it and it sawed me right in half. You still get to me, but I still let you (yes I do!) you’re being a superstar and all I’ve got are victim cards and you’ve got every single thing you want, and I just watch.”

BODY BETTER: NORTHERN IRELAND

“Then I, I can’t help thinking that she’s got a better body, has she got a body better than mine? And I, I can help thinking when you touched it were you sorry, were you sorry like weren’t at the time? Loving you was easy, that’s why it hurts now, the worst way to love somebody’s to watch them love somebody else and it work out, now, I can’t help thinking that she’s got a better body, has she got a body better than mine?”

WANT YOU BACK: NORTHERN IRELAND

“So I know, that you did bad, but if one more person says it I might go mad. Yeah I know, it didn’t last, and what was cheap to you to me was all I had. The issue is, I know all of this and I, I still want you back.”

THE BAND AND I: ENGLAND

“It was Friday nights, it was video gold, oh it was shining lights, it was rock and roll. It was the band and I, on a 12 bed bus, it was making and messing it up! It was endless roads, in the same old boots, oh it was letting go of everything but you. It was the band and I, on a 12 bed bus, if we’re living the dream, I hope we never wake up.”

YOU’RE JUST A BOY (AND I’M KINDA THE MAN): CORNWALL

“I’m on a one-way trip to take over the world, you could’ve come but your head’s in the sand, what’s a girl gonna do when she’s in love with you, but you’re just a boy and I’m kinda the man. I’m on a one-way trip to take over the world, you could’ve come, babe, I held out my hand. Yeah it’s sad and it’s true, and I’m in love with you, but you’re just a boy and I’m kinda the man!”

LOST THE BREAKUP: IRELAND

“I know I’m obsessed and right now I might be a mess, but one day you’re gonna wake up, and OH SHIT! You lost the breakup. I’ll smile and you’ll have to face it, I’m the greatest love that you wasted, but by then I’ll be far away, and OH SHIT! You lost the breakup!”

WENDY: WALES

“You could take me to neverland, baby, we could live off of magic and maybes, but I know the girl that you want and it scares me, behind every lost boy there’s always a Wendy. So I’ll lock the windows and turn on the AC, you’ll throw your rocks and you’ll scream that you hate me, but it gets old being forever 20, and what about my wings? What about Wendy?”

RUN: SCOTLAND

“If a man says that he wants you in his life forever (run!) if he calls you up says he’s so in love and it’s been one week you better (run!) if your heart says broke and your friends say “don’t” it’s an r.i.p you better (run!) as fast as you can, take a quick sharp turn at the side of the man and make it done! If a man says that he wants you in his life forever, (run!)”

TWO WEEKS AGO: NORTHUMBRIA

“You were driving fast, I was holding back and I loved you babe but I bet you knew that. The song was true and the sky was black, god, I wish it was two weeks ago. When you said we’re like your mum and dad, knew you loved me babe, when you told me that, and the song was true and the sky was black, god, I wish it was two weeks ago.”

BSC: CORNWALL

“Broke me big time, it’s funny and im laughing baby, you think im alright, but im actually bloody motherfucking batshit crazy!”

THERAPY: IRELAND

“Now you’re gone, honey I can’t sleep, I’m just talking to your memory. I still love you, but you’re taking me from your arms back to therapy, therapy, oh Lord, I’m going back to therapy, therapy. You swore it’s somewhere I would never be, so how come you’re taking me from your arms back to therapy?”

THERE IT GOES: SCOTLAND

“The love we had was covered in snow, I had to let it go. The love we had was eating me whole, I had to send it home. Oh there it was, heaven knows, there it was, now there it goes.”

HISTORY OF MAN: NORTHUMBRIA

“I’ve seen it in the poems and the sands, I’ve pleaded with the powers and their plans, I’ve tried to rewrite it but I can’t, it’s the history of man. She stays up, he’s sleeping like a lamb, she begs him, he says he doesn’t understand, she loves him more than anyone ever has in the history, the history of man.”

[researchercase]

Saw Casey post their statement on here and I guess I'll follow suit

Statement of Kieran Woods, regarding a thunderstorm in July of 2011. Original statement given March 19th, 2017.

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I never really knew who my father was, he left when I was around 1 1/2 years old, leaving me and my Mum alone with no way to find him. I knew at least his nickname 'Nick', since my Mum couldn't say his name without choking up with tears for a few years till I was 19 and had already left the house, and that he was an English prick.

Him leaving really messed me up, the bullying I got from little snots for not having a Dad, and the bullying I got in Highschool for being trans, but I don't want to talk about the last part.

I never asked my Mum about him since I saw how much it upset her to talk about him, but the resentment, the anger I grew toward him, knowing that he might be out there, knowing that I exist, and probably living another life anyway. Well, lets say it was pretty upsetting to think about.

Because this anger in me that had no actual outlet, I got into fights quite a bit with my bullies, and I won, most of the time. It caused a bit a rift between me and my Mum though, not because I was defending myself, but because it upset her to see me hurt and yet I kept fighting.

It was the Summer Holidays in July, I'd just turned 14 a few weeks before when my Mum suggested we go on a little sight seeing road trip. At first I was reluctant but I agreed, so we packed, took the car and went sightseeing in the Scottish country side.

Overall it was a nice holiday, seeing the fields, the animals, it was nice. However it was hot and sunny which is to be expected from Summer, and the heat can be expected to be gone by the time a thunderstorm rolls in.

It was the 21st July when the Thunderstorm came, me and my Mum were outside the car at a field, She was taking photos of the sky and field while I just wandered into it. It's interesting how a storm forms, sometimes you notice it, sometimes you don't. First the sky darkens along with the clouds, then you feel the wind, then the rain, then you hear thunder.

I didn't even notice that it had started, even as I felt the wind and rain against me, till I heard the distant thunder and my Mum calling my name. I think she'd been calling it for a few times but I didn't hear since I was sort of lost in my thoughts. When I did hear though, I turned to head back to the car, when I tripped.

I closed my eyes on instinct and expected to either catch myself or feel the ground. Yet, I didn't. Instead, I still felt myself falling.

When I opened my eyes I found myself surrounded by those dark clouds of the thunderstorm, rain falling with me yet no sign of ground or stopping in sight. When you trip, go down a large drop on a roller-coaster, or drive down a drop on a hill, you get this feeling in your stomach, like adrenaline I think, and then it stops and settles afterwards once you're on stable ground. But that never happened for me, as I kept falling and falling downward, the feeling was still there, and the falling continued.

At a point, I stopped screaming, I don't know when since I guess I tuned myself out, and I was left with the sound of my thoughts and the rain and thunder as I fell with no end. Being left alone with your thoughts isn't great, especially when your sense of time is messed up at that point.

There was some anger, mainly at myself for getting into this situation, but the rest was just regret and sadness, especially when I thought I was going to die, I mean when you're falling for seemingly hours with no end, you're bound to think 'This is where I die'. I mainly thought about how I didn't get to say goodbye to those I cared about and loved, my friends, my Mum.

I remember closing my eyes, accepting that if this was where I was going to die, then I don't want the last thing I see be the thing that killed me. I fell for a few more minutes but then, it stopped, I felt myself hit the ground, like I should've. The heavy rain still pattered around me and wind still blew, but I was back in the field.

I could hear my Mum calling, shouting my name as I picked myself up, and I saw her running toward me, panic, relief and concern all on her face. I barely remember what she was saying to me once she was in front of me, words of concern and relief, asking what happened. I didn't answer, as I just fell into her arms, and cried.

Our little holiday ended earlier than expected as we got back into the car, and began heading home. Nearly dying really made me appreciate the good parts of my life, especially my Mum. Once we got home, my Mum had properly began the process of putting me in a different school, one more accepting, I think having her son disappear for an hour, which I learned on the drive home, also made her appreciate what she had.

Of course, there was the obvious emotional trauma that falling left on me afterwards, which was I can't go anything with a big height and drop, I just tense, freeze up hyperventilate till I'm on solid ground, and it's not like it's gotten better over the years since I like to avoid anything with great heights whenever I can, unavoidable plane rides aren't a great experience for me obviously.

Around a month ago, My Mum contacted me and asked if I wanted to see a picture of my Father. She kept a single photo of him while she burned the rest after he left. I didn't know how to answer and she said that I could get it when I'm ready. That's what reminded me of that storm funnily enough, and since I was in the area, I thought it'd make sense for me to give my statement.

I don't know when I'll be ready to see the face of the man who abandoned me and my Mum, and I'm not sure if I'll be ready for quite a while.

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 27

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You kicked in the door and entering the room you raised your arms,  smiling sarcastically 

“Interrupting something Sammy?.”

“Y/N,  what are you doing here. Is?” he stopped.

“Is what Sam?” you raised an eyebrow, smirking,  knowing exactly what he was going to ask you.

“Am I alone,  or is your brother here?” you scowled “Let’s ask him ourselves, shall we?.”

As soon as the words left your mouth Dean walked through the door.

“Anything we should know? “ Dean asked, “Who the hell is she?” pointing at the woman.

“Think you hit the nail on the head there Dean,  look at her “ Who does she smell like,” you replied.

“Ruby,  please tell me she is wrong Sam” Dean begged, looking at his brother.

“Hi Dean, ” Ruby smirked,  causing Dean to launch at her. Sam tackled Dean off Ruby,  giving Ruby the chance to hit him, and with that, you saw red. You grabbed her by the hair and slammed her head first into the locker as you turned her around,  you grabbed your throat “Hit me” you spat “Hit me,” your anger increased but she stood still. She stared at you and when she looked at Sam. You grabbed her face to look at you “Why can’t you hit me?”

“Y/N” Sam begged “Let her go.”

“No!” you snarled.

“Y/N” Dean said softly “Let’s go.”

As you stood for a minute staring at Ruby,  you let her go.

“Well aren't you the obedient little bitch” she laughed, but suddenly she found herself on her knees with blood coming from her mouth.

“Come on sweetheart” Dean turned to you. Wiping the blood from his knuckles he grabbed your arm and you both walked towards the door.

“Dean,  Y/N,  come on, ” Sam pleaded.

“Y/N?” Sam grabbed your arm but you turned to face him with such venom in your face,  he let go and looked at the ground.

Back in your room, you stood in the doorway as Dean finished packing his bags.

“Dean,  please don't leave “Sam begged.

But Dean ignored him, Sam looked at you and you looked away so he tried again with Dean.

But filled with betrayal and anger Dean punched Sam shouting at him how other hunters would come for him if they knew about him.

Sam tried to defend himself,  explaining how many people he had saved and how he had to fight on his own when Dean had been gone.

Tears filled your eyes “You ignored me, Sam,  for months you ignored me.”

“Well tell Dean why,” he shouted at you.

You looked at him confused.

“Oh,  don’t act like you don’t know what’s going on. Tell Dean about you Y/N” Ruby smiled wide standing beside Sam “Tell him who your betrothed is,”

Dean looked at you,  betrayal in his eyes.

“Bulldog no,  I didn’t lie to you,  I didn’t know” you pleaded.

“But you had an idea,” Ruby said.

“No,  I didn’t actually,  because no one would give me an actual answer,” you argued.

“Well let me,” Ruby grinned looking at Dean, “Your girl here,  well she is gonna be the birth mum of Lucifer’s spawn.”

Dean looked at you with disgust “Why didn't you tell me?”

“Because it’s not true, “ you said.

“Oh put it is,” Ruby laughed.

You finally lost your temper and punched her and when you turned to Dean he pushed past you out the door.

As you chased him down you stood in the middle of the car park “Dean I was never one hundred percent sure, I promise I was trying to find the truth before I told you.”

“You could have even told me your suspicions,” Dean argued

“I know I'm sorry,  but I thought it was a scare tactic. I thought all the snide comments were a plot to get between us.” you sighed.

“You honestly didn’t know” he turned to face you.

“Dean I genuinely thought they were just messing with me. Even when I went to that town I was the only one without powers,  I  still don’t have any,  I thought my involvement was all a mistake.”

But you could see the doubt in his face and before you could plead again Sam came out “We have a case.”

You sat in the car in an awkward silence,  until Sam asked where Dean had been. Then Dean told Sam all bout his trip back to their mum’s past. As you listened to the demon blood conversation you didn’t speak a word.

As you finished up the case on the Rougarou you were all exhausted and walking on eggshells.

At one point Sam yelled at Dean for judging you both and thinking you were both evil even when you weren’t. Sam confirmed he didn’t know how to handle his powers the same way you didn’t actually know about Lucifer but Dean didn't want to listen.

But it lead you all to try to talk to the victim before you had to kill them. Even though it felt pointless.

While in the car Dean tried to say he was sorry for his quick judgment but Sam butted in “Dean, I can’t make you understand me.”

And when Dean told Sam he wasn’t alone. You leaned your head against the window as you knew he wasn’t talking to you.

Of course, he wasn't,  how would anyone want to be involved with Lucifer’s surrogate.

When you finally pulled up to the motel you stated “I'm gonna catch a bus back to the roadhouse.”

Sam started to argue “It’s okay Sammy but I'm not gonna stay somewhere where I'm not wanted,  I had too much of that in my life.” And you headed down the road to the nearest bus stop.

As you walked you heard Dean behind you “Y/N “

But you didn’t stop.

“Y/N,  please,” he said grabbing your arm to try and get you to stop but you shrugged it off.

He finally stood in front of you grabbing your shoulders “I'm sorry,” he pleaded.

But it was too late. You had seen the way he had looked at you and it was something you could never get out of your head.

As you boarded the bus you turned to him and you whispered “ I swear Dean,  I wasn't one hundred percent sure, If I was I would have told you. Really,  I would have told you. I just wish you had of had some faith in me “you turned got in the bus and headed for the roadhouse never wanting to see Dean Winchester again

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Things that made me insane during criminal minds evolution:

Written while I watched so enjoy my bumbling mess. Spoiler alert of course.

Episode 8:

Okay I know AJ director this episode but um....why is the flash back based on JJ and Will it makes me uneasy. I'm scared and I'm not even 30 seconds in.

This season is fucked up.

Ahhh Dave and Penelope!! Him knowing when she's stressed or hasn't slept well makes my heart flutter.

He is such a dad (fucking daddy)

Him not believer her about work stress haha he knowsssss.

Atleast he didn't walk into it this timeeee.

David's voice drives me hornyyy I mean madd.

At first glance I thought that was Emily and was about to lose my shit.

Michael is so old....what the hell... Henry... I I know they are old but I...it feels wrong please so wrong. I'm so old now 😭😭😭

What if Will is working with sicarius...

Henry... my heart is aching for you. I also had to ear drop on my parents alot.

Fuck I love sircarius he's so smarttt.

61 people fuck... that's hot.

EMILY OPENING QUOTE YESSSS

I love her hair ahhh.

Ahhh we love Paul. Paul you are fucking awesome.

Awww TARA AND LUKE HIII I missed you.

Damn Penelope in that dress she looks beautiful.

OMGGG GUYSS THEY KNOW WHO LEE IS THEY KNOW THE UNCEL FUCKING FINIALLY.

2ND STREET EVERYONES FACE. Please

No Luke don't question her, his face when he realized and IMMDENITLY turning to his best friend.

Tara repeteing it and nodding like yes she is my friend and I'm sorry it's not with you.

I PAUSE IT TO WRITE THE LUKE AND TARA THING AND SAW A FAMIKY ON TV AMD WAS LIKE HA THEY GONNA DIE. BUT ITS MY FAMILY ITS JJ AND WILL. IM SCARED!!!!

Can we before I push play talk about how I'm so proud of JJ for taking time off and looking after herself my little love.

Henry looks so sad. JJ doesn't get enough scene to be mum and I want more.

JJ please just tell him the truth he desever it, he already has alot going on with your two jobs please.

I relate to much to Henry and it hurtssss.

Tara and Luke yesss.

Knew it!! Parent killerrrr.

The way Emily sighs before ordering people around.

I know, I KNOW. It's bad but my hopes are up for an Emily and JJ moments where Emily helps JJ with her family issues....

Ew the jet.

Ahh did Garcia low key children swear with 'what the actual F?'

This season I need her to drop the proper F bomb and for Rossi to language her. PLEASEEE.

Is anyone else shock with hoe Luke and Tara are in more than 2 scene this episode I love but woww the writers know how to do this.

Rossi 🥺😍😭😭 I love you. The way you speak to victims family make my heart yeet.

What did Rossi see... ooh my love you so smart.

But my lovers are smart.

The way thoes two speak to each other make me wanna ahhh I love them both go much.

Rossi saying bitchy

Okay thoes two thoes two!! I cabr even explain it but best scene ever.

Her still saying he needs threpy is beautiful.

I figures out the reason why I love thoes two,its like the voices in my head talking.

Fuck I love Rossi and Garcia to much its not okay.

Rossi is suicidal driving towards him like that fucking hell. GO TO THERAPY.

Garcia calling him beautiful creatures ahhh

Oohfff old school his smile aww when he pushes Luke.

Will and Henry 💔😭😭😭

They kill Will off I'm sueing

Henry just a kid but oh his little heart has gone through so much...

JJ I want you to hold me like that.

So Rossi just got himself kill that's cool cool cool cool cool beans cool cool cool as.

do you uh...uh think he will get kidnapped and almost die and when he wakes at the hospital it's his best friend sitting there holding his hand... aka hotch...

Or Reid will come from where ever he is and help get Rossi ass back.

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LETTERMAN

037; what I've been looking for

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summary: the one where ej and andy get to spend time together in the camp until the production gets in the way, threatening to ruin their summer and relationship

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Andy walked towards the woods, just needing to take some time to clear her head before she made her decision about what to do with EJ.

She thought they were close, that they had something real but this week had shown the flaws in their relationships.

Her head was spinning with all the awful things going on that she barely heard someone call her name. She turned around, eyes scanning the area until she saw Miss Jenn.

"Miss Jenn? What are you doing here? I thought you'd left," she asked, walking over towards her teacher.

Miss Jenn smiled, "I have something I need to do," she said, holding her hand out, "Can you come with me?"

"Okay," Andy said hesitantly before taking her hand, allowing her to take her to the barn.

"Now don't freak out," Miss Jenn said before opening the doors.

Inside was EJ, standing by himself in the middle of the room. His hand were clasped in front of him and he radiated nervousness.

She had never seen him so worried. Not when he had Big games coming up or when his dad was around.

"Miss Jenn," she protested, turning to her teacher, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"I've never seen two young people care about each other as much as you two, now let's talk," She suggested.

Andy was silent for a second. She did not want to be having this argument in front of her teacher but she had no choice when Ej started talking.

"Andy, what I did was wrong and I've acknowledged that and I'm trying to make up for it," he said, taking a deep breath.

"But?" Andy questioned, she knew that there was something else he wanted to say.

EJ sighed, "But we need to be able to open up to each other, you can't go on the defense every time we have an issue," he explained.

Andy shook her head, she didn't know what to say, especially with Miss Jenn standing there.

"This is so weird, why did you invite our drama teacher to our argument?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as she folded her arms across her chest.

"See, and you're getting defensive again, answer the question," he said, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

Miss Jenn felt awkward s she realised she was intruding so she turned to the couple, clearing her throat.

"You two need some time alone, okay, I've got to go so please, try to make it work," Miss Jenn said, smiling at the two before walking away.

The room was silent and there was an awkward tension in the air. They stood there for a moment, avoiding eye contact and not knowing what to do.

"Andes, babe, I don't want you to put up this wall in your mind whenever I mess up. I know I do it a lot but I'm learning and I can't do it without you," he explained.

EJ took a step towards her and she took a step back, keeping the distance between them.

"There's just a lot going on and I'm super stressed at the moment and you're not making it any better," she said, her voice high pitched and annoyed.

EJ sighed, trying to think of the right thing to say, "I'm going to make it better. We're going to be able to spend the year together-" he started to say but she cut him off with a huff.

"But you're leaving! I thought we were going to go to college together next year," Andy said, exasperated at this point.

"I was going to convince my dad to let me go with you, I've never given up on us," he exclaimed, flailing his arms around like a crazy person

Andy scoffed, "Then you should have told me, we tell each other everything," she said loudly, her voice a little bit raised. 

"You didn't tell me your mum was ill," he stated matter of factly.

She felt like a bit of a hypocrite, realising she had done a similar thing. Andy wasn't going to give up yet, one thing about her was that she was just as stubborn as EJ.

"That's not relevant Caswell," she said, her face contorting to one of anger, her brows drawing together and her eyes squinting together.

"It is relevant, I'm your boyfriend and I don't want you to push me away again, not like what happened after your dad died," he said.

At those words she froze, realising that he was right. She'd been pulling away and stressing over every little thing. She had done the same thing after her dad had died and that's how she stopped being friends with EJ.

When he saw her silence and her frozen look, he began to panic that he'd said something wrong and the guilt started to seep in when he saw the tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Andy," he said, walking forward and placing his hand on her shoulder.

When she didn't pull away from his touch, he knew that they were getting somewhere.

"I haven't meant to pull away," she said, looking up at him and brushing the tears away, "But you need to realise that you can tell me anything, you're not a burden,"

He sighed, not knowing what to say, "I'm sorry I didnt tell you, I didn't know how to say it. I thought that I could work it out without you knowing," he explained, realising that was a pattern he followed in most relationships.

For the first time in a long time, they were managing to communicate effectively

"Then let us work together. I needed some space over the last few days to figure my head space out and you've just been starting arguments," she explained, not realising that she sounded a bit passive aggressive.

She often didn't mean to come off that way but the words fell like that. Andy wanted to fix things but EJs next move made it clear that she'd made it worse.

He scoffed, frustration building up again, "I'm starting fights? I just want to talk to you and you're ignoring me like you did when we were younger," he explained.

Andy had done the same thing when her dad had died. She had blamed it all on him and had stopped talking to him.

She shook her head, "I don't understand why you're being such a douche about it! You don't seem to care about me at all," She exclaimed,

"Of course I care about you Andy! I'm in love with you, I always have been. Everything I've done is for you," he said, his voice slightly raised.

She froze at the words, eyes wide as she looked up at him, her breathing heavy, "You love me?" She asked almost hesitantly.

She could barely hear, the sound of her heart pounding heavily in her ears drowning the world out.

She kept repeating it in her head. He loves her. He loves her. He loves her.

He smiled, walking forward to take her hands in his, "Obviously. You're the best thing in my life and I'm going to fight as hard as I can to be able to spend the next year with you and then the rest of my life,"

"EJ," she said softly, a smile on her face and a faint blush on her cheeks.

"There it is," he said, bringing his hand up to rest on her cheek, watching as she leant into the warmth of his touch.

"There what is?" She asked, a smile etched on her cheeks so wide that the corners of her eyes crinkled up.

"That smile," he said, brushing a piece of hair from her face, "You're so beautiful Ands. And you're talented and smart and you're going to be the best Anna that Disney plus has ever seen,"

"For the record EJ, I love you too," she said, leaning up to press her lips against his.

He pulled away for a second, "You really are perfect," He said with a chuckle before diving back in, his lips colliding with hers.

Days of tension and annoyance towards one another washed away and neither worried about their other obligations, focusing purely on one another.

He pulled her close to him, wanting to feel her and remember that she's real and she's his and she loves him. She chose him.

The door opened and they both turned to see Miss Jenn at the door, a smile on her face, "I guess you two managed to work it out," she said with a smirk.

"You could say that," EJ said, looking down at Andy with the most love and adoration in his eyes that Miss Jenn had ever seen.

"I'll leave you two alone then," she said with a chuckle, "Good luck, and don't forget what really matters. Each other,"

He brushed a piece of hair behind her ear, "You know, the cabins will be empty right now if you want to uh, talk more," he suggested.

Andy giggled. She never giggled, "Talk more or kiss more?" She asked teasingly, "Cause we still have some things to talk about, including our parents,"

He nodded. He understood that they needed to work stuff out still but right now, he was happy that they were just talking.

"Yeah, but we can sort that out, together," EJs face lit up as he took her hand in his, pressing a kiss to her knuckles, "And to answer your first question, little bit of both," he said and she nodded before the two ran out, smiles on their faces.

Andy and EJ spent the next hour in the cabins alone for the first time in days. Both had forgotten how wonderful each others company is and how much they loved being together.

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The start of my new life! I’m changing my last name, the reasoning? That’s a long story, but I’m happy to tell everyone. I have nothing to actually hide, because for once I am not in the wrong. (Story below).

My parents separated when I was 15/16. At first it was ok, I dealt with it. I think if I was a lot younger than I was, it might have messed me up even more than I am now.

But I digress. At first everything was good. I saw my dad on weekends, he paid child support as he was suppose to.

It started getting pathetic when my dad met someone new. My mum didn’t care, it was his life. They weren’t together (even though he did cheat throughout their relationship). His girlfriend had the issue.

She would hate him coming to pick me up. So instead of being picked up outside the house, my dad told me to go wait at the bus stop near the house???

His girlfriend was jealous of my mum, my mum is much better looking but whatever wasn’t my business.

Before this girlfriend was in the scene, we were all actually getting on great. We were even planning on going to see London New Years Eve fireworks together. That’s how it was before she got involved.

But all of a sudden that changed. She had an issue of my dad being near my mum, thinking they were going to get back together or something. I have no idea.

Whether my dad told her that my mum was “making advances” which yeah ok sure she was.

Anyway, he started being a dick to me, when I was about 16.5. I was getting badly bullied at college at this time (I’ve been bullied all my life, so nothing new), the first time I noticed a shift in our relationship was when I had self-harmed. In the car to the hospital to get stitches (doctors request) he called me a “stupid idiot”, which you don’t call your depressed child when they’ve just seriously hurt themselves.

That was the first problem. The next is where I cut off all connection with him.

I dropped out of college, due to the bullying getting worse. I had a chair chucked at my head, luckily I moved out of the way.

I didn’t tell my dad that I dropped out because he kept threatening my mum with the child support money. Which legally he couldn’t stop until I was 18 and I was out of school. I was only 16.5 at this point.

He found out by ringing my college. Which he shouldn’t have got any information as he was not my emergency contact, my mum was. So the college are in trouble in this part too.

But he found out and he sent me a message on Facebook. Calling me names and even going as far as telling me to starve because his little pittance of money was now going. He knew that we used that for food shopping. He told his child to starve. Before this he even liked my statuses where I said I was hungry because we couldn’t afford food.

That is what happened and why he is no longer in my life. I’ve wanted to change my name for years, but I guess I was hoping he would apologise.

Since him leaving, he purposely watches me when he sees me. Once after my fall in 2019, I sat outside Costa coffee while my mum went and got me stuff to take home like drinks and food.

He purposely sat in his stupid taxi (he’s a taxi driver, perfect job for the fat fuck!) he didn’t get out to speak to me even though I was on my own, my mum had gone and was gone for at least 10 minutes. Even though I was in my 20s so my mum wouldn’t even care if I spoke to him, it’s my choice. He didn’t bother. And as soon as I got up to left, he started his taxi and left??? Like what the actual fuck? Creepy.

He purposely got my brother to mention that he gave him £300, so I’d feel jealous or something? Yeah… no I don’t even care. But that’s how disgusting he is.

He also got my brother and his girlfriend involved by telling them he wanted to see me, I have my brothers girlfriend my number for him to contact me and he didn’t bother. I waited and waited for a text and he didn’t even bother! Not once did he bother. So why kick up a fuss about wanting to contact me? Yeah, more like he wanted to bring up all these emotions and make me feel like shit.

The reason I am taking my grandads name is because, that man was more of a father to me than that prick. He was there for me, he looked after me, made me laugh. I saw more of my grandad than I ever did my dad. From where I’m standing, my grandad IS MY dad, and when I lost him in 2017, I felt lost and broken and angry. There’s so much more I can say about this, but I will leave it there.

FUCK YOU ASSHOLE, YOU WILL NEVER BE IN MY LIFE EVER AGAIN AND GOOD RIDDANCE TO YOU. YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE AND YOU WERE TOO WEAK TO EVEN TAKE IT!!!