#the call is coming from inside the house😒

[kalofi]

told bro we geek hard

[sturnsslut]

sleepover - chris sturniolo

a/n : not much but leave suggestions, i’ll write almost anything + lowercase intended !!

warnings - dom!chris x sub!reader , pet names, teasing, swearing, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, slight choking, sneaky

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‘ i feel you inside , no better feeling ‘

me and nick sturniolo had been best friends for almost 4 years now , and i had the BIGGEST crush on his brother , chris. of course i would never tell him , but i had a feeling he already sorta knew . ever since i told nick about my crush on chris , he has been teasing me NON STOP about it for almost 2 years. and he's always feeding into my delusions , even tho im trying to get over him.

anyway nick is constantly telling me how chris is always asking when im coming over next, how he's always talking about me , how he's starring at me when im not looking, things like that.

i don't believe any of it, but i wish. anyways i was bored, and it was Saturday so i thought i could call nick to have him come over so we could hangout , because if i saw chris, this whole " getting over him " thing would go right back to stage one. i got out my phone and pulled up nicks contact to invite him to come over , because ill be damned if all a bitch does is watch netflix alone on a saturday night.

iMessage

twin 💗 - nick

me - (you obv) 😭

me

NICKKK

i miss you sm

can you come over pls

i wanna hangout

twin 💗

TWIN I MISS YOUUU

I would but matt isn't here

so there isn't anyone to drive me

you can come over here thoooo

fuck. i tossed my phone to the side and let out a loud sigh , why can't anything work out in my favor ?? i picked up my phone and texted back nick.

me

well maybe you should get a license 😒

IM JUST KIDDINGGGG

twin 💗

Shut up bitch

you don't have one either

now come onnn

you can see ur man 😱

me

i hate you

im omw

twin 💗

😘

i texted my older brother and asked him if he could take me to nicks, which i didn't want to because he was at work and i didnt wanna wait but, oh well. he said he'd take me and so about an hour later he came home and told me he was waiting outside.

i threw on whatever, not really caring considering the fact i thought i was going to be in nicks room the entire time i was there. i put on blue plaid pajama pants and a black crop top with an oversized grey jacket, and some random slippers.

i packed my bag and ran outside, thanking him for the ride. a few minutes later i was at the sturniolos house.

i knocked on the door expecting nick, but of fucking course , it was chris.

" um hey." i said awkwardly, looking down at him.

"hey pretty. nicks in his room" he replied and opened the door further for me to walk in. i brushed past him and accidentally got a little too close. like i touched his dick type of too close.

i heard him groan silently as i walked past, making my way to nicks room.

fast forward a few hours , me and nick were watching a movie when he passed out.

i was gonna go and hangout with matt, but then i remembered he still wasn't back yet from wherever the fuck he was at, so with nothing else to do, i just decided to go to sleep right alongside nick.

i remember randomly waking up around 2AM for no reason but feeling hungry, so i made my way to the kitchen and got a freezer meal or wtv tf

i heat it up in the microwave and while i'm waiting , i decide to just get comfortable and lean on the counter while i scroll on my phone.

i'm about to shut off my phone when i hear something "nick?" i whisper shouted because i was slightly startled by the noise

there was no answer , i just shrug my shoulders and continue scrolling on my phone, when i suddenly feel two warm hands on my waist.

i jumped but not enough to move, i turn around to chris with his hands resting on my waist , looking at me with an indescribable look.

"what..are you doing?" i said flustered, turning my head to look at him , but again not enough to move our bodies any further apart.

"nothing..just can't sleep." he replied

god , his sleepy voice was literally going to make me bust.

" okay.." i say confused and go back to scrolling on my phone. i feel him rest his head on shoulder

" what are you watching "

" just t.." my voice trailed off as i realized i could feel that he had a big ass boner, and he was wearing only sweatpants

i struggled to get my words out because of the situation i was in, so i just ignored the question.

i felt him smirk and her closer to me, him getting more hard the closer he gets, with his hands still on my waist.

"what..you like the way this feels mama?" he says slipping his hands down into the front of my pants, but not fully.

“i.." i could barley speak due to the uncontrollable amount of flips my stomach was doing

"use your words ma." he says getting closer to me, his boner now fully on my ass

i'm gonna bust was literally my thought process. i was nervous, but of course im gonna do what he tells to.

"yea.." i say now slightly arching my back

he turns me to face him, so now im leaning against the counter and facing chris.

he takes one of his hands and guides it up to my face, "do you really."

"yeah" i let out a breathy moan and he smirks leaning closer to me, holy shit. no way this is happening.

he kisses me and i kiss him, he moves his hand down to my neck as we make out, the kiss turns into a sloppy make out, and he picks me up and i wrap my legs around him, he sets me on the counter so im perfectly aligned with his waist, as we're still making out

he starts leaving kisses on my neck and i grab his hair as he does so, leaving a trail of hickeys.

“ fuck " i slightly whisper , this felt so good.

he stopped for a moment before placing one hand on my waist and the other in my pants

" you ready ?" i nodded desperately, not being able to use my words because of how badly i needed him.

he stuck two fingers inside of me and i grabbed onto the back of his shirt in pleasure

" damn ma your so wet ..all for me? how long have you been waiting for this mama "

i nodded, physically not being able to speak because of how good his fingers felt inside me.

“ use your words. how long. " he demanded , grabbing my chin making me look him in the eyes

i paused, not wanting to me too loud. " damn ma, you like how i touch you that much you can't speak ?"

" t..two years " i struggled to push out those simple words. this man knew what he was doing with his hands.

" come on baby, if you were horny you could've told me. i would've helped you with ease. " he said, stopping for a second

" i didn't think you were into me. " i admitted

" really? i thought it was obvious. everytime you came over to see nick i would get hard just looking at you..i've been waiting for this moment a while to ma. "

he moved his fingers in and out of me again without warning, and i moaned a little too loud.

"watch your volume pretty girl..i'd hate for me to have to stop cause you couldn't control yourself "

i nodded agreeably, and trust me when i listened. i'd waited for this moment almost 2 years , i wasn't gonna let anything ruin it.

his fingers continued to move in and out of me at a rapid pace for another 2 minutes , and i felt myself start to get close

"chris...i'm close" that's when he took his fingers out of me and i caught my breath for a moment.

he took his dick out of his pants and it sprung out instantly. when i looked down, my jaw dropped.

he was easily a good 9 inches, and that was just a guess. i'm so screwed.

he stroked himself and laughed when he saw the look of surprise on my face. " what ? all your other little boyfriends had a small cock ?" he teased

i pulled my pants down further so chris had easier access. he got closer, until our noses were basically touching. "you ready ma" i nodded eagerly , because of how close we were, i felt his cock literally in between my thighs. " yes, yes i am just please fuck me " he smirked and put one of his hands on my waist , the other holding his dick. "you sure?" he asked me again, me giving the same answer.

and with that, he shoved in only 7 inches , just to see if i could take him or not. i gasped but covered my mouth because i remember what he said about keeping quiet.

" good girl " he smirked at me again, then shoving the entire 9 inches in me. i put my hands under his shirt, leaving scratches all down his back

" fuck mama..your so tight" he said pausing in between sentences

i could barley speak, but i wanted more. i managed to get two words out , "faster..please" i begged

" more already? alright ma..."

he thrusted in and out of me even faster than before, about a minute goes by before i felt that knot build up in my stomach.

" chris.." i paused before my next sentence, remembering that i had to be quiet "im close."

“ not yet pretty girl.. please- mmm fuck you feel so good. "

i giggled slightly, before telling him how we should switch positions if he didn't want me to finish so soon.

" you got it mama. " and with that, he took me off of the counter and set me down, bending me over the counter instead.

he grabs my hips and lines me up, " you ready? you know i just gotta ask" he asks

i could feel his tip touching me, he was definitely teasing. well if he wants to tease..i can do it to.

"hm not yet..i need to catch my breath" i teased and move my waist slightly, feeling his tip against me

" how bout now?" he asks eagerly

"i don't know .." i answer, he's like a needy child , how cute

" mama please ..i need you so bad. "

" im ready " and with that he slams his entire 9 inch dick inside of me , going faster than before

" you think it's funny for you to tease me ? is it because you know you take me so well ?"

his sleepy voice..fuck.

" fuck..sorry" i say , i couldn't even think cause he was fucking me so good.

he grabbed my neck from behind and thrusted faster , that's when i knew i was close.

" chris , i cant ..im gonna-" im cut off by my release , letting it all go , and man i came hard.

“i’m almost there ma...in or out"

i mean, i was on the pill. " in , cum inside me please."

" mm..you got it pretty " he releases , and i feel his warm cum inside me , best feeling ever btw.

now we're both just leaning against the counter , heavy breathing, sweaty, looking at each other " you took me so good mama."

this man was really tryna make me nut for a 2nd time huh..i grabbed the food id forgotten about out of the microwave and made my way back to nicks room.

" goodnight chris. " i say with a smirk " goodnight ma." he says smirking back at me

a/n: umm !! don’t know if i like this but i have something coming soon for the matt girlies 🤗

[aliceintheworld]

PURE ATTRACTION | JJK | TATTOO ARTIST

Pairing: TattooArtistJungkook X NaiveReader

Summary: "I shouldn't be watching a man undressing, specially not from the house next door."

Warning: Angst, homosexual relationship, adult sexual language, hot kiss 👅 depression, toxic parenting relationship.

A/N: Hello! I said I would come back and here I am! In this chapter, I decided to write from Jungkook's perspective because he is wonderful 👌🤟, and because the reader is extremely difficult for me. Her personality is literally the opposite of mine, and it drains me in an inexplicable way 😒 Namjoon showed up, and yes, he and Jungkook have that kind of relationship. If you have any problem with that, please don't read. Thank you for all the readings. Comment, please! (critiques or compliments)

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Chapter 5

I wake up with the sunlight hitting my face. I grunt, feeling tension in my muscles that wasn’t there hours ago. I slowly open my eyes, still disoriented and unsure of what to think. I try to get up, but I can’t. I attempt again, feeling a weight on my chest that keeps me in bed. Almost involuntarily, I place my hands down and touch what feels like hair. I smile, finally remembering what I did yesterday. This time, I fully awaken; there’s no sleep that can pull me back under as the memories flood my mind. I get up again, this time gently resting Y/N's head on the pillow, trying not to wake her. She looks beautiful, even with her messy hair and her cheek squished against the mattress. She lets out a soft grunt at the movement, and when she stops moving, I finally slip out of bed.

My room is a mess. Clothes are scattered everywhere, and pillows are strewn across the floor. I pick up my sweatpants from beside the bed and open the closet to put my things away. The bathroom is clean and organized. There’s a pile of folded clothes near the toilet, the only thing that wasn’t there yesterday. I gather the clothes, placing everything in my room quietly. I try not to wake Y/N with all the movement, but she seems so tired and deep in sleep that she doesn’t appear to stir easily.

I head to the living room, still deep in thought. When I came to Seoul a few days ago, I never imagined something like this would happen. I had everything mapped out in my head, and with my mother and the tattoo studio occupying almost all my thoughts, there was no room for women or anything of the sort. But somehow, Y/N captivated me. She’s shy and introverted, yet so innocent and charming that I couldn’t help myself. Before I knew it, I was kissing her, not knowing how to stop touching her. Fuck, just thinking about what she did to me makes me stiffen like an uncontrollable teenager.

I walk into the kitchen, determined to prepare something for both of us, when my phone rings. My heart leaps when I see it’s Namjoon. He has been calling me during these days I’ve been in Seoul, and somehow, I can never seem to avoid him. I always answer the fucking phone. I press the button, still silent.

“Jungkook?” I hear him on the other end. His sweet, deep voice brings me both peace and agony.

“Hi, Namjoon.” Saying his name ignites something inside me. I miss him. I wish I could tell him that, but I hold back.

“How have you been? I tried to call you yesterday, but you didn’t answer.” he says. I instantly feel nervous. Even though we broke up almost two months ago, a bad feeling fills me. Last night was the first time I was with someone else since our relationship ended.

“I was busy with the studio and the guys,” I justify, walking around the kitchen. I grab eggs from the fridge and two plates from the counter.

“I wish I could be there with you,” he says. I swallow hard, feeling somewhat disconcerted. Namjoon knows me well and acknowledge how to disarm me, leaving me without words.

“You didn’t want that to happen, up until two months ago,” I comment bitterly.

“Jungkook... Baby, I know you’re upset, but I want you. I want to be with you. Being there with you is what I desire the most. To support you, both with Misuk and your studio. You’re going through all this alone, and I can’t be at peace.”

“I’m fine.”

“I know you’re not,” he replies. I close my eyes, shaking my head.

“Namjoon, it’s over. Everything we had... we no longer have. I don’t want things to get worse between us.”

“Not everything is over.” he argues, ending with a little laugh. “The love we have for each other still exists. You know that.”

“I don't know anything.” I want to deny it, but I can’t. I sigh, aware deep down I still feel something for him, wheter it's bad or not. “Please, just stop calling me. Give me some time.”

“I can give you as much time as you need, but you won’t forget me,” he speaks, proudly. I grunt. “But fine, I’ll give you that time. Just so you know, it won’t change anything.”

“Okay. Thanks.” I hang up before I say anything I might regret later. I exhale deeply and throw myself into a chair. I knew he would call, and while a part of me was anxious for it, the sensible one knows it’s not good. I should block him and end it all, but I'm unable to.

I get up from the counter and decide to start preparing my breakfast. I’m starving. Last night I didn’t eat anything substantial, and that always ruins my mood. Namjoon’s call also frustrates me every time he does. I start cracking eggs and putting butter in the frying pan when I hear soft footsteps behind me. I smile, knowing exactly who it is. Y/N appears in my line of sight, and God, she’s so beautiful that I could watch her all day. Her eyes are almond-shaped and sweet, and her full red lips make me want to kiss her. Since I met her, tasting her lips has been my biggest goal. She smiles back at me, her cheeks flushed. She seems shy now that we’re in the sunlight, in my kitchen.

“Good morning.” I say, moving closer to her. Her dress is much too big for her, nearly swallowing her whole body. “Did you sleep well?”

“Yes.” She whispers, smiling slightly. “And you?” she asks, taking a deep breath.

“Very well. I haven’t slept like that in a long time.”

“I didn’t see you sleep. I was so tired that when I realized it, it was already morning.” She tells me; her face even redder. I laugh, agreeing. After we finished our activities in bed, I cleaned up and went to get her a glass of water, but when I returned, she was sprawled out on the bed, completely passed out.

“I guess I’m really good, huh?” I tease, poking her waist. She playfully shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “You look relaxed now.” I conclude, lightly touching her hair with my fingertips, as I lean closer. I take a few steps toward her, waiting for her to back away, but she doesn’t. I only stop when I’m completely pressed against her, feeling her scent mix with mine. I smile again, mischievously. If I could, I’d devour her right here, on this counter.

“You're beautiful, you know that?” I tell her sincerely. She shakes her head again, speechless. I take her cold hands, which are resting beside her body, and hold them in mine, bringing them to my mouth. I kiss her knuckles and her fingers, almost tasting her skin on my lips. I breathe deeply, with an overwhelming desire to be with her again. In my bed, touching her, kissing her, this time making her completely mine. But I can’t, not yet. “You must be hungry. I’m making scrambled eggs.”

“I love scrambled eggs,” she says, her voice soft. I pull her body closer to the counter, near the sink where I was cooking before.

“If I had known you’d be here now, I would have bought more things for you to eat,” I justify. I have eggs, toast, and kimchi. Not exactly a grand meal.

“I don’t eat breakfast, so I’m fine with it.” She shrugs beside me, tapping her fingers on the furniture.

“You don’t eat breakfast?”

“I don’t.” Y/N smiles, watching me.

“It’s the first and most important meal of the day; you should eat something.” I say in my know-it-all voice. The truth is, if I don’t eat something at the start of the day, I could kill someone. I always get stressed when I’m hungry.

“My body doesn’t know what the first meal of the day is. It’s perfectly fine with a hearty lunch,” she says, shrugging. I laugh incredulously, lowering my eyes to her face.

“Are you seriously using this argument?” I raise an eyebrow, making her laugh.

“I am! How does my body know it’s the first meal of the day? If I have breakfast or lunch, it will accept the food just fine.” She justifies, pouting, which makes me want to kiss her again, without a doubt.

“Wow!” I exclaim, impressed. A smile spreads across my lips without me realizing it. “Next time, tell my mom that. She’s the one who drilled the four-meal rule into my head.”

“Four-meal rule?” She questions, furrowing her brow in confusion.

“Yes, you have to have at least four meals a day. She used to tell me when I was a kid that if I didn’t follow this rule, I’d die in no time.”

Y/N bursts out laughing, covering her mouth with her hands. “The trauma she must have given you…”

“I know. Even today I can’t go without eating. If three hours pass, I’m already suffering.” I conclude, grinning. I grab the frying pan with the scrambled eggs and place them on the two plates in front of me, being careful not to spill anything. Y/N watches me silently as she sits down.

“If you want, you can stay here with me at my apartment. We could watch something or just talk,” I offer as I sit down too. The fun on her face fades as I speak, and for a moment, I regret having made the proposal.

“Jungkook... I can’t,” she whispers, looking down. She seems upset about something.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to; I understand.” I say quickly, trying to be understanding. She might be desperate to go home, to be alone, and I didn’t even notice.

“It’s not that I don’t want to... it’s because of my mom. I lied to her yesterday, and today she already messaged me. I’m scared she’ll find out I didn’t sleep at Misuk’s house.” She says. I nod, understanding the situation. I know she respects her mother and is worried about breaking whatever agreement they have—if there is one—but I’m not used to asking for permission to do things. If I want something, I just do it. Y/N, from what my mom told me, is twenty-one. She shouldn’t have to ask to sleep over somewhere or spend time with someone. She’s an adult, for God’s sake.

“Can’t you tell her you’re going somewhere else, maybe to study with a friend?”

“I can’t. And I also don’t want to lie to her again. I feel guilty.” She sets her fork down on her plate after taking a bite of the eggs. She seems frustrated, quite different from a few minutes ago when she was playful and more... carefree.

“Y/N... Do you regret what we did yesterday?” I ask as the question arises, feeling a bitter taste in my mouth. Just imagining for even a second that she didn’t enjoy it or felt uncomfortable leaves me unsettled. Her cheeks flush instantly, as if just the memory of the two of us together makes her lose her composure.

“I don’t regret it,” she tells me softly. Relief washes over me immediately. “But I also feel bad about what we did.”

“Why?”

“Why?” She retorts, as if it’s obvious and I shouldn’t need an answer to know.

“Yeah, why?” I press on. If she enjoyed it and doesn’t regret it, I can’t understand what she means by ‘I feel bad about what we did.’

“Jungkook, it’s all very complicated. I’m very different from you. I’ve never kissed anyone like I kissed you, nor have I ever been with someone in that way. I—I don’t even know you that well. I must have lost my mind when I did that.” She concludes, and for some reason, her words irritate me.

I’ve always been judged by people at church. The way they look at me, as if I’m a freak, still bothers me. Her saying these words reminds me of that inferiority I felt; not fitting in, feeling wrong, dirty. It’s as if being different from her is my biggest problem. As if she is right, and I am wrong. I don’t say a word, biting into my toast. If being with someone you desire is so wrong, then why did she give herself to me last night?

“It’s fine,” I whisper. “If you want, I can take you home.”

“I think that’s best.” She says, nodding her head and pressing her lips together. She doesn’t seem happy at all, as if she’s making this decision without really knowing what she’s doing, but doesn't have other alternative.

I finish my food in silence, watching her do the same slowly. She avoids making eye contact every time I look her in the eyes, and if I didn’t feel how disoriented and bewildered she is by me, I would have stopped. She pauses, sighs, and for the first time this morning, she locks eyes with me.

“Is everything okay?” I ask, not understanding her flushed face for what seems like the tenth time. Suddenly, without warning, she kisses me.

I’m taken aback, feeling her hands on my cheek and her body close to mine. Y/N seems to understand my confusion and pulls away from me before I can react. “Oh my God, I’m sorry, I–”

I don’t let her finish, focused too much on her red lips to hear any words that come out of her mouth. This time, I’m the one who kisses her. I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her closer to me, feeling her warm skin and her heart racing against mine. She lets out a soft moan against me as I part her lips and find her tongue with mine.

Her hand leaves my cheek and finds its way to my neck, a sweet touch that sends electric shivers through all my muscles. She smiles while still kissing, her fingers feeling my tremors beneath her palm. I let my desire take over as I explore her thighs, lightly gliding my palm across her skin, squeezing and touching.

I pull her hair back carelessly, creating an empty space between us. Her neck is fully exposed, almost an invitation for me to kiss it. I have to use every ounce of self-control and willpower to hold back. My hardened cock protests within my pants, but I know I can’t continue. Not for me, because what I want most right now is to take her. To hear her moan my name in my ear as she comes for me, but I'm incapable for her sake.

When I pull back from her face, just a few inches apart, I see that besides the desire and pleasure coursing through her, confusion and doubt take over her expression. As if she wants the same thing I do, but is fighting against something. Fighting against her thoughts. I grunt, a bit annoyed. Besides hunger and unwanted calls, what frustrates me the most is feeling intense desire and not being able to relieve it. I grunt and get up from the chair, creating a safe distance between us until I’m near the living room door.

“What happened? Did I do something?” she asks weakly, unsure where to look, utterly embarrassed.

“You didn’t. I need to take you home. I need you to leave.” I say. I try not to be too harsh with her, softening my tone. “I can clearly see how confused you are. I need time to think about what happened, and I guess you do too.”

“I know.” She smiles bitterly. “I really need to go home now.”

“I’ll take you.”

“You don’t have to.” She says, already getting up.

“I insist. I’m not going to let you go alone; it might be dangerous.”

“It’s seven in the morning. Nothing is going to happen to me.” She replies. Her stubbornness, tied to her determination, surprises me. Just a few days ago, I swore she was submissive the way she acts with her mother.

“Fine. But I want your phone number, and when you get home, I want an immediate message.” I bargain, still unsure. I want to insist more, but the way she looks at me tells me she wouldn’t accept the ride, no matter what I say.

“Sure, sir.” She smiles. She grabs the small bag from my couch, one I hadn’t even noticed she was carrying, and puts on her flats. She recites her phone number while arranging her hair and smoothing her wrinkled dress.

“Don’t call me sir.” I grumble, covering my face with my hands. I open the door to my apartment, grabbing my car keys, shoes, and phone all at once.

“What are you doing?” Y/N questions, crossing her arms over her chest. I let out a little chuckle without meaning to.

“I’m going to visit my mom.” I say, honestly.

“At this hour?” She raises an eyebrow. “You’re not doing this just to follow the car that’s taking me, right?”

“No, of course not.” Of course I am, I mentally reply. “I’m going to see my mom since my dad traveled. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind.” She rolls her eyes with a small smile, looking at me one last time. “Not at all.”

“I thought you had forgotten about me.” My mom sits beside me on the couch, smiling at her own comment. I roll my eyes because just yesterday, she told me she deserved her space, that she didn’t want me visiting her every day, that I should focus on the tattoo studio and forget a bit about her problems because, according to her, Misuk isn’t a teenager and kids shouldn’t worry about their parents. That’s not the natural order of things, she said.

“I just happened to come here.”

“How come?” She furrows her brows, confused. I clear my throat, a bit taken aback by the question. I followed Y/N to her house like a psychopath, tailing the car that took her. The truth is, if it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have come to my mom’s house so early. I’m not a morning person, and neither is my mom.

“It’s nothing.” I dismiss, not wanting to say that I almost slept with the crazy, religious neighbor’s daughter. “I was worried about you and decided to come.”

I stay quiet, observing her dark eyes and black hair that I inherited from her. Some features, however, came from my dad. A father I barely knew, to be honest. Misuk’s husband entered my life when I had just turned twelve. Although I accepted him immediately and bought into the idea that he was my dad from then on, I always knew the truth. I always knew that my real father, wherever he was, was a dick who never wanted to know about me.

That messes with a kid’s head.

“Jungkook, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m fine. That was just an... episode.” She says, looking down. I see the lie in her eyes; how she tries to hide from me what she feels. How she tries to spare me, as if being her son means I can stay relax. She’s the only person I have, the only one who knows all my secrets. She knows about Namjoon, knows about my dreams, knows about my pains. I wish I could, even just a little, lift that weight she carries on her shoulders.

“Everything is ok, Mom.” I assure her, not really believing my own words. “I just wish you wouldn’t lie to me. Sometimes I feel like you don’t tell me everything. I’d be less scared if you tell me the truth.”

“I’m telling you the truth.” She insists, gritting her teeth. “You know how I sometimes get a little depressed; that hasn’t changed. I just have some relapses.”

“Almost committing suicide isn’t a relapse. Drinking, doing drugs, calling someone you shouldn’t, that’s what a relapse is. Not this.” My voice falters with my words. My throat tightens, and if I could, I would cry right now.

“You don’t understand, Jungkook. And that’s okay; I’m glad you don’t.” She smiles, her eyes tearing up. “I don’t need a reason to feel this emptiness; I don’t need something to happen to me to have the urge to end everything. That’s what you don’t understand.”

“In the other times you tried, there was always a reason. When your friend died five years ago, or when grandma passed away... this time you almost killed yourself for nothing?” I question, not believing it. An unbearable pain fills my chest, and I want to scream at her. I want to be inside her head and finally understand what’s going on in there.

“It is what it is,” she says, shrugging. I shake my head, still unable to swallow my own saliva. It’s like I have a pill too big in my mouth to swallow. I grunt, still lost for words.

She almost left me alone for no reason? I want to ask her, question why, but I can’t. I sigh and force a smile, the best I can, facing the hurt I feel. I don’t want to see her this way. She has faced so much for me, and I know my pain doesn’t compare to hers. I can’t be selfish now and act like a child. I swallow my anger and indignation, and breathe again, trying to stabilize myself.

“Where is Gureum? I wanted to play with him.” I change the subject, not ready to continue this conversation. I'm over with this.

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@ane102 @joonwater @ttipa

[tvgals]

Ok ok hear me out‼️

Miguel (YOUR FATHER) grounds you from seeing your unknown boyfriend (Miles Morales 🤭) But you being sneaky go see him without permission and you guys post a tiktok ykno one of those tiktoks that flex the relationships and you follow jessica so she practically SNITCHES on you to Miguel (She found ur tiktok account somehow??) So Miguel Demands to meet this mystery boy (Imagine his face wasn’t showing in the tiktok) and when he finds out it’s Miles you and your dad get into a fight but it all ends in fluff

(The tiktok is that one trend ‘catch me in vegas, catch me in tokyo thing please know what i’m talking about 😭)

Sorry if the ask was too long but i’ve been thinking about this for D A Y S now‼️ Love you, drink ur water, and stay safe ! :3

aur em gee i’m living for this …

you’d came home late for the third night in a row, miguel sitting on the couch in the dark, scrolling on his ipad with his glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. you should’ve known better than to come through the front door, but alas, you did it anyways. as soon as you step into the house you hear a “look who’s home.” and you jump. your heart rate going down as soon as you realize it’s just your father. shit.

“hey!…” you chuckle nervously — taking off your crocs. “this is the third time you’ve been late.” miguel says, turning off his ipad. “i know, dad. i’m sorry.” you say, standing in front of him while picking at your hangnails. “you said that the last two times you were late. you’re grounded, y/n. you and this little boy — who i’ve never met — are getting on my last nerve.” miguel says, standing up, leaving you a dumbstruck mess. you trail behind him and plead your case. “but dad! you don’t even know him! he’s literally perfect!” you said, following miguel into his room.

“exactly. until i meet this little boy — you’re banned from seeing him until further notice. and if i even suspect you’re seeing him, you’re done.” miguel says. you purse your lips together and walk out the room with a “this is not fair.” under your breath and walk into your own room — slamming the door shut. you lay on your bed and shove your face into your pillow. you heard a buzz from your phone and pull your head back, turning your phone on.

‘babyyyy i wanna see u! o(≧▽≦)o’ you smile at the text, obviously from miles by the kaomoji. you sigh and open the text, biting the inside of your cheek before looking at your bedroom door. ‘can’t :( dad grounded me >:(‘ text bubbles popping up almost immediately. ‘oooo what did u do?!?’ you grin and text back — not wanting to hurt miles feelings on the real reason why. ‘came home late 😒 i’ll just sneak out! see u in a bit <3’ miles replied with an “okay!!” and you were off on a dangerous mission — leaving your room and coming back without your dad noticing. you slide on a pair of crocs and throw on a hoodie miles gave you. you created a “pillow you” and snuck out through your window, making sure you had everything before leaving. once outside — you let out a long awaited breath and walk to miles house, just down the street and around a corner or two. you made it to miles house at 10:30, miles opening the door to you and inviting you into his room.

“hi, y/n!” miles grinned, pulling you into a hug. “hiiii!” you giggled, hugging him back. the two of you were on miles’ bed, occasionally turning on movies and making tiktoks, which is when you got the bright (stupid) idea to make a tiktok with the sound of ‘sexy back’ by skinnylegend. you collected a few pictures off of google and you took the rest of the video with miles, mentioning him in the caption and posting it, not thinking about who would watch it. you turned your phone off and laid next to miles, slowly drifting to sleep (idiot). miles shook you awake almost frantically, you shot up with a “what?” and miles handed you your phone. 10 missed calls and 23 missed text messages. dammit. you called miguel back, hoping he didn’t know about you sneaking out.

“y/n, where in the hell are you?” miguel asks, you can hear the anger in his voice. “dad, i just went to the corner store for some snacks.” you lied, putting your shoes back on. “no you aren’t. your car is still here and you know better than to walk outside alone at four in the morning.” miguel said, knowing he was right. you sighed and left out of miles’ house out his window, kissing him goodbye and walking back to your house. how could miguel know? you were confused and even more upset that miguel wouldn’t even hear you out! you made it home and walked through the front door, sitting down at the table where miguel was. “dad-“ you were cut off by miguel starting his own sentence.

“do you understand how upsetting it is to get a call from jessica,” you should’ve known. “who has her own child — that my daughter isn’t at home? y/n i’m so disappointed.” miguel scolds you. your head hangs low in shame. you should’ve been more careful, or just didn’t leave in the first place. “i’m really sorry.” you whisper, wiping your eyes. “i don’t believe you, y/n. you can’t keep saying sorry and do the same thing over and over. i expect to meet this boy by tomorrow or you two are over.” and with that, miguel walks to his room and shuts his door. you text miles and walk to your own room, laying down and falling asleep.

‘dad wants to meet you 😞’

you wake up and immediately turning your phone on, seeing three text messages from miles.

‘oh no!!! (ﾉД`)’

‘what if he doesn’t like me?!?’

‘ok ok, how about 530 tomorrow?!?’

‘well technically today’

you text him back with a “sure” and you head into the kitchen where miguel was making breakfast. “he’s coming over today at 5:30..” you mumbled, sitting at the table. “hm.” was all you got as a response. when 5:30 rolled around, you were nervously fidgeting at the table, waiting for the three knocks to adorn your door meaning that miles was there. knock knock knock. you sighed and opened the door. you’re met with miles — who was beaming and holding a container of empanadas for presumably your dad. “dad! he’s here!” you called out, dragging him into the kitchen (not without taking his shoes off first). “dad, meet miles.” you say, making jazz hands while standing next to him. miles eyes widen the same time as miguel’s, you stand there confused and watch as the scene plays out in front of you.

“miles morales?” miguel says, biting his tongue. “yes sir. that’s me.” he laughs nervously, occasionally opening and closing the lid to the container. “my mom made empanadas.” miles shrugs with a sheepish grin on his face. miguel snatches the container from miles’ hand and throws it at the wall, the empanadas falling to the floor along with a crack of the container. you gasped and watched as miles shoved his hands in his pockets and turned on his heel, sliding his feet back into his jordan’s and walking out with a “bye, y/n.” you turned to miguel and balled your fists up.

“what the hell is wrong with you?” you yell, clenching your jaw. “what’s wrong me me, what’s wrong with you? you’re the one who brought him here!” miguel retaliated, pointing an accusatory finger at you. “because you asked me to?! are you mental? you ruin every thing!” you sob, stomping your way back to your room and slamming the door shut before you flopped onto your bed. your phone buzzed with notifications from miles.

‘does he not like empanadas?? :(‘

‘sorry y/n, i didn’t know he would react like that’

‘try again next week?’

miguel knocked on your door a few times before letting himself in, his heart breaking at the sight of you crying while curled up into yourself. “y/n..” miguel starts, sitting on the end of your bed. “i’m sorry. i wasn’t expecting him-“ you cut him off with a scoff. “you threw his mom’s hard work at the wall, dad. him and his family are the sweetest people i’ve ever met and you went and ruined it. i’m pretty sure he doesn’t even wanna date me anymore because of you.” you hiccuped, glaring at him from under your hoodie. “look, how about next week we try and work this out, okay?” miguel asks, pulling you into a hug. you look up at him with bleary eyes. “and you won’t throw his mom’s cooking at the wall?” you ask.

“promise.”

[judeswhore]

Situationship!jude that thinks he can fuck whoever he wants but you can’t. You’d be scrolling through your socials and you stumble over his private story and it’s a photo of him in bed with a cocky caption like “I’m free tonight” just him being in his whore era and it gets under your skin so bad because this isn’t the first time he’s done this and you guys are always at each others house and even ‘spend a few nights.’ And ur just like “is that my Jude..?” so you do the same thing; posting a picture of you in this really skimpy outfit with a caption like “my bed was finally warm last night” something kinda discreet because you can read that in two ways (but your bed was warm last night, just not because of Jude😒), and now he’s blowing up your phone with “wtf are you posting?”/“so you’re just being a whore now?😐” Obviously annoyed: you leave him on read but he just comes straight to your door at 11:30 at night and now you’re really pissed because you almost fell asleep and you have an appointment tomorrow morning. When you finally get out of bed and open the door you’re met with an angry Jude who pushes his way inside and shuts the door all “who the hell do you think you are?” And you’re just baffled at how he thinks he owns you but deep down you know you love when he shows you attention but sadly this is the only way you can get it because when you guys have a tiny fight the first thing he does is storm out, find another girl, and forget about you.

By the way your staring at him in a sad zoned out type of way it kind of breaks his heart to see you look so sad; asking if your okay. “Did you really just ask me that? I mean you just get to fuck any girl you want while I sit at home and wait for you to even see my text?!” Is all you can really scream at him before yelling at him to get out. The next morning you wake up to a bouquet of flowers at your door step, specifically your favorite and Jude’s blowing up your phone trying to apologize because you were always so quiet about what he did so he never really noticed or cared because you guys weren’t official.

waking up the next morning and ur still a complete wreck and u feel like an absolute mess bc you’ve been crying all night and it’s so clear to see and u hate jude for making u feel this way. checking ur phone to see so many missed calls and texts from him, all of them begging u to let him explain and make it up to u, asking u to meet him for breakfast or lunch bc he needs to make it right. but ur ignoring all of them, going as far as to leave ur phone at home bc u don’t wna deal w anything today but u have uni or work so ur having to leave and when u open ur front door there’s this massive bunch of ur favourite flowers sitting there with a note from jude saying that he’s sorry and again asking u to let him make it right. but it’s too little too late so u don’t even bother taking them inside u just leave them on the front and head out. then later in the day when u finally get home the flowers are still there and sitting right next to them is jude looking absolutely distraught and out of his mind. jumps up the second he sees u and comes rushing over, hands finding ur cheeks so he can inspect ur face and he’s all “ur okay? fuck, ur okay. do u know how worried i’ve been? u haven’t been answering anyone’s texts all day i thought something had happened to u!” and ur so confused bc ofc u haven’t been answering and why does he even care? he goes days without answering u. so ur shoving him off and telling him that but he’s shaking his head saying he gets u not answering him but when u called ur friends and ur mam they all said you’d been ignoring them too and now ur staring at him like he’s got two heads bc “u called my mam???” which has him glaring at u all “i thought u were hurt!” now ur both just sort of glaring at each other in the hallway and then ur telling him “well, u can clearly see i’m fine. u can go now” which has him answering “i’m not going anywhere until we talk this out. u have to let me fix it”

but ur so tired of the same routine bc he never changes and he’s broken ur heart one too many times and when u tell him this he’s huffing a little sigh and being like “u know u never told me how u felt, right? u never told me i wanted more than what we had. u told me it was fine, u said u didn’t care who i slept with. jesus, if you’d have just told me how u felt i wldnt have even looked at anyone else! i was waiting for u but u never gave me anything” which is like a slap to the face to u bc he never gave u the impression he wanted more. and u know deep down that the whole thing is a result of terrible communication between u but ur so stubborn and still so hurt that u don’t know how to actually forgive him despite what he’s saying so all u can do is tell him u just want space and it’d be best if he just left u alone for a while

[tonydaddingham]

running commentary masterpost on scene predictions/plot points that now that ive recovered and regained my composure im finally able to write it down

idk I just need to get some stuff exorcised the braincells are getting rowdy from the friction/electrical interference:

(under a cut bc a. length and b. cant not mention The spoiler)

- crowley ends up getting evicted from his flat because he's now unemployed and doesn't get to keep the perks

- ends up living out of the bentley/moving his material possessions (read: plants) around in the bentley, doesn't tell aziraphale bc idk pride? that's a sin, right? or bc it would prompt to az to offer house room but that would be making aziraphale go Too Fast?

- during all this, aziraphale has called him "there's something urgent I need to talk to you about 😭"

- so i reckon crowley has popped by the shop, lil chit chat w/e, brought along some delicious eccles cakes, and then found out about goob etc cue jump scare

- i then think (and this is entirely my head just filling in the blanks) he's actually said to aziraphale that they need to off him and just give him back to heaven, it's nothing to do with them anymore (not knowing that the goob/az/box conversation has happened ie the something terrible) and therefore aziraphale can't just yeet goob into the ether

- let's face it, communication is NOT our boys' strong suit, so this leads to a spat, crowley feeling like aziraphale is still caught up in being a proper angel, not on their side, and all leads to crowley summoning force lightning (that coincidentally hits the coffee shop with both maggie and nina inside... 👀)

- after having flounced off, crowley zoom zooms through london at night (slaloms around buses), pulls up at the bookshop

- comes to the shop, aziraphale is ignoring him reading his lil jukebox articles, and then rings the bell, "I'm back 😠" | "yes, i can see that 😒"

- im guessing aziraphale then tells him about this little jukebox mystery, and crowley offers to help him look into it, AND help him hide gabriel bc aziraphale manages to finally convey that there's a bigger issue at hand and maybe the jukebox thing is linked? "we'll do it together 😁" | "together? 😶"

- aziraphale's LARP of poirot begins

- muriel (aka baby) comes to investigate gabriel's disappearance, and turns up in the full Met Police uniform (ie from the trailer), has/looks at a cuppa with aziraphale, and then crowley arrives

- crowley apparently comes in carrying a plant (im guessing because bentley conditions are rather sub-optimal OR he needs the backseat space, and he needs to surreptitiously offload them into the shop)

- now i need to work out where crowley would have been re: "why didn't you go by train? you love trains 🙄", but im guessing he's been off having a look at stuff surrounding the jukebox mystery, because that's based in edinburgh?

- cue the clip with muriel and then where aziraphale and crowley are trying to not let muriel know that they know she's come from heaven, and then "word with you angel? in private? 🙃"

- i think this is where they surmise that she's come for gabriel, and is possibly when aziraphale then reiterates that "he's in trouble 🥺", and they need to protect him/hide from both heaven and hell because they need to work out what the something terrible is first

- they exit, find that goob has very happily been chatting with muriel for the entire duration, but he's just dusting the bookshelves and being Helpful™ so obvs he's just aziraphale 's assistant!!!! nothing fishy here!!!!!

- so muriel reports back to hq, but maybe michael and uriel cotton on? and send muriel back down to look into it further, to get between aziraphale and crowley because obviously they are together and will be weaker divided, so muriel starts doing her reconnaissance on Human Relationships (ie decides to ask nina bc that's just diligent field research)

idk that's all ive gotten so far and yeah is pretty inconsequential on its own and will only be like a small part of the storyline but i just want my thoughts memorialised so i can look back on them four weeks from now and laugh

bonus bit:

honestly pls discuss this with me im dying here

- The Kiss™ stems from aziraphale finally noticing that crowley has essentially been homeless, and grills him on why he didn't say anything, of course he could have moved in with him, he cares about him of course he was welcome, why are you wearing your glasses yada yada yada, "i didn't want to go too fast for you, i didn't want to push you", "i think by now i can keep up, crowley" and BOOM snog

edit: oh and another bit I forgot to mention:

- i highlighted that muriel is in the full Met dress above, reason being because in the promo pic of her, she's suddenly without her jacket, and just in a shirt and tie, so this would indicate she comes to the bookshop more than once?

[ameri-blog]

Eres Mía

Disclaimer: I dont have an excuse for poor grammar and spelling besides the fact that i slept in almost every spelling/writing class since i was in 4th grade up until i graduated. I also don’t double check my writing after im done. And this song has like no big impact on the story, its just that i was listening to this as i wrote.

You felt so guilty for the way you texted your ex, Miguel O’ Hara. You wanted him for lustful reasons but you had a boyfriend that you truly loved, or not, you weren’t quite sure if you were in denial about being in love with Miguel or you were just bored that you subconsciously decided to gaslight yourself into liking him? Either way, you did feel some way towards him and your current boyfriend figured it out when he went through your phone…

“Listen, You shouldn’t have even went through my phone in the first place! Dónde está la confianza en la pinche relación?!” You yelled at your current boyfriend who had your phone in his hand. You weren’t mad that he went through your phone, you were mad that you got caught and were ashamed and embarrassed.

“Oh shut your trap, Y/n. I had suspicions so I had every damn right to go through it! And quit with your Spanish shit talking. You know more than anyone that I can’t understand shit you say!” Your boyfriend yelled back as he put your phone in his pocket as he stood a bit far from you. You guys had been yelling at each-other non-stop for a few minutes so things were getting heated.

“Be quiet, I can talk how ever i want! Just give me back my phone! We both know how this ends, you give it back, you get salty and leave for a few days before coming back to me again!” You were right, you guys always argued about whatever and he left for days on end and while he did, you and Miguel always did something that you both didn’t regret, unless you got caught.

“Oh, fuck you! Have your phone back you skank! Maybe your ex will dick you down again and make you forget about me like always. Im leaving.” Your boyfriend said as he threw your phone towards the carpet underneath and grabbed his jacket, keys and left your house in a rush. You were a bit upset but that quickly died down as soon as you grabbed your phone from the floor.

You opened it up and decided to do what you do best, talk to your favorite ex. You start texting Miguel hoping he would answer.

*messages start here*

You: Miguellll, guess what happened? 😓

Miguel 😘♥️: your boyfriend left again?

You: mhm, for such a dumb reason too. He is just so insecure, he thinks im going to leave him for you! All you and me do is fuck…

Miguel 😘♥️: aw, pero corazón, pensé que si lo harías? Last time we had sex, i could’ve sworn that in between all those whines and moans, you were questioning why we ever broke up and you even said you might consider dating me again?

You: jaja, que gracioso. This is serious, he might actually leave me this time. If he does, im never going to find anyone that will love me as much as he did~! Me voy a morirrrrr ☹️💔

Miguel 😘♥️: okay, from what I understand, your actual boyfriend caught you talking to me and he figured out we were fuck buddies and he got mad at you and left and you’re upset because you got caught?

You: yeah

Miguel 😘♥️: I only call you a whore in bed but it looks like you really are…

You: only yours~!

Miguel 😘♥️: mhm, toda mía, sólo para que yo te use. Don’t be surprised if one day I sneak into your house and make you fully mine again infront of your boyfriend.

You: you sure im only yours? I could be having other guys’ dicks inside me for all you know 🤫

Miguel 😘♥️: no creo, corazón. Ningún hombre te puede joder de la manera que yo lo hago, correcto?

You: cállate, pendejo. 😒

Miguel 😘♥️: I love you too. Im just saying that your boyfriend surely wouldn’t mind seeing his slutty girlfriend getting fucked in every position by spiderman himself.

You: as much as i want that, no!

Miguel 😘♥️: Aw coño, que triste. Maybe I can fuck you so hard that you finally get back with me again and become allll mine again.

You: Miguel, we agreed that we wouldn’t get back together because we broke up for a reason. All though, it doesn’t sound like a bad idea, you can always try~

Miguel 😘♥️: thats right, you know that im irreplaceable and that you’re all mine. Why don’t I come over now and give you a reason to get back with me?

You: pinche perro 🙄 you can try to prove it to me but it won’t work!

Miguel 😘♥️: sure, It wont work.

*messages end here*

After that conversation, you knew the answer to your question, you definitely wanted each other back, not only is the sex great but you can definitely see yourself dating him again. Hes so much more better than your current boyfriend. What ever made you think that you could replace Miguel, needs to leave your head right now.

Author’s note: guys this is so OOC for Miguel and ik bcs I have only ever seen the only version of Miguel which is movie miguel where he tweakin hella hard over a 15 yr old so i really have no idea how he would be as a romantic partner.

[strandnreyes]

Carlos calling Owen controlling had me cackling- like- yes he was right on this instance but BABE the call is coming from inside the house

TK to Owen: “You are doing this for you. So you can control everything like you always do.” ✋😒😡🫵🙄

TK to Carlos: “You’re such a control freak.” 🥰😌❤️😍💗🥹

[animationstarlover1983]

Five Nights At Freddy’s: System Reboot AU.

Spook-Fest Party.

Description: A Small Short Fnaf Story for Halloween.

Extra: this story was literally written at the last moment because I somehow forgot it was Halloween lol, also this story adds in certain elements from the Games - Books and Movie.

Please Enjoy

And Happy Halloween.

It was a a spooky and scary night for Halloween, the entire neighborhood was filled to the brim with Halloween Decorations and stuff, many of the houses were his

At the Arrington House Vanessa was putting up the last of the Decorations all while wearing a Yellow Princess Costume

As she finish to walked towards the stairs and looked up

Vanessa: Brownie Bean, hurry we’re gonna be late, and the others will be here soon (Dressed up as a Yellow Princess).

Gregory: I’m coming, I’m almost done with my costume

(The doorbell rings)

Vanessa: hmm must be tricker-treaters (walks toward the front door)

(Opens door)

Vanessa: Hello

Vanessa was surprised once she saw who were at the door, it was Gregory’s friends all in their costumes, Cassie was Dressed as a Yellow Princess as well, Tony was Dressed as an Detective, Ellis was Dressed as a Paladin, Amelia was An Pink Priestess, Devon was a Dwarf and Oswald was an

Vanessa: Oh hey their guys, wow I love your costumes, are you guys here for your candy

Amelia, Ellis and Devon: yes-

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: No

They looked at each other in confusion

Tony: we’re just here to see if Greg is ready

Vanessa: oh yeah he’s just getting his costume ready

Gregory: okay I’m ready (rushes down the stairs)

Gregory rushes down stairs dressed as a Blue Wizard

Vanessa: aww, you look so cute in your little Wizard outfit

Gregory: (Slightly Embarrassed) it’s not supposed to be cute it’s suppose to be cool

Cassie: I think you look really cool

Gregory: thanks, I really like all your costumes as well

Vanessa: by the way did you guys come here all on your own

Cassie: no my dad actually drove us here, Roxy’s here as well

Cassie’s dad Jeremy would them come from the car to say hi dressed up as Bonnie and Roxy dressed up as Ghost Face

Vanessa: hi Jeremy, Roxy

Gregory: hi Mr Fitzgerald, hi Roxy

Jeremy: Nice to see you 2, love your costumes by the way

Amelia: so are we going Trick or Treating or what

Gregory: actually we’re doing something even better

Amelia: Better?

Gregory: yup, the town is having a special Halloween event called The Spook-Fest

Ellis: Sounds SPOOKY (Laughing to himself)

Everyone else just stares and cringes at the joke he just made

Ellis: (clears his throat) anyways

Everyone’s attention was then turned to inside the house as they heard heavy footsteps and Freddy’s showed up dressed up as Optimus Prime

Roxanne: wow Freddy, nice Tin man outfit

Freddy: Roxy, you know I’m Optimus

Roxanne: (snicker) just messing with you

Freddy: well come on, the others are probably already their what are we waiting for, Autobots Roll Out (internally: I’ve always wanted to say that)

After a short while our 3 star fam and friends made their way to the spookfest party, it was a huge outdoor celebration in a large pumpkin patch

Cassie: Woah this place is so cool

Gregory: hey guys let’s make a bet, whoever can gather the most candy from this place wins

Ellis: your on, and the loser has give the winner all their best candy

Amelia: Bring it chumps

Oswald: this is not gonna end well is it 😒

Gregory: 3 2 1 go go go

Vanessa: guys just don’t cause trouble for anyone, (small sigh), Cassie, Tony, Oswald please make sure they don’t get into any trouble

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: we will do our best

they all went to enjoy their time, Gregory and his friends competed in games and challenges all over the Spookfest, Meanwhile Vannesa - Freddy - Roxy and Jeremy supervised them from afar, as time passed vanessa was greeted by their other friends Luis Cabrera, Nora Wu, Tristan Mazely and Daniel Rocha, Luis was dressed as a Knight, Nora was dressed as a Ranger, Tristan was a Bard, Daniel was a Rogue and Quinn was a Witch.

Luis: Hi Ness

Nora: sup dorks

Tristan: hey guys

Daniel: what up

Quinn: Whattup

Vanessa: Guys their you are, wow I’m really digging the fantasy fits

Luis: thanks, nice princess outfit

Vanessa: Thank you, I made the costume myself but Gregory actually was the one who suggested it to me

Nora: so how is your little Gremlin doing

Vanessa: he’s doing fine, he and his friends wanted to come out here and hang out

Soon Vanessa and her friends found their conversation ending quickly as they noticed the arrival of their animatronic friends Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and Monty, Bonnie was dressed as A ghost, Chica was dressed as a Fairy, Foxy was a Pumpkin and moon was a Candy Corn, Monty didn’t dress up

Chica: Hi Bestie, sorry we’re a little late

Bonnie: yeah it took forever for us to pick out costumes

Moon: that and a certain Reptilian refused to wear something

Monty: I don’t need to wear anything, this is the only time of year where I can go as myself

Foxy: never mind him, how have you’ve guys been

Tristan we’ve been pretty good, how about you guys

Chica: seven been doing fine as well

Vanessa: glad to hear that

Daniel: anyway come on guys let’s not just stand around we’re here to celebrate Halloween

Quinn: Agreed let’s get this party started

As the night went on they were Halloween songs, face painting, corn mazes and many other things, it almost felt as if this night would never end

Jeremy: man this night sure has been fun, I haven’t felt this way about Halloween for a long time

Freddy: I agree tonight’s been such a fun night

Roxanne: y know I’n surprised, I thought the kids were gonna get in some kind of trouble or something

Roxy immediately took her words back as soon as she heard a man yell at some kids

Underpaid worker: HEY GET BACK HERE YA LITTLE HEATHENS

The worker just so happens to be yelling at Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon as they made their way to the others

Gregory: hey mom, uh I think we’re ready to go now

Vanessa: what did you kids do this time

Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon: Nothing 😅😁

Tony: They took all the candy bowls and filled their bags

Underpaid Worker: THERE YOU ARE

Ellis: BOOK IT

And as the faz-family made their grand escape from the wrath of an angry worker they all looked at each other while smiling and laughing knowing that they all had one of if not the best Halloween ever.

The End.

EPILOGUE.

(Doorbell ring)

As the doorbell rings a small group of 6 kids patiently await the door to open, as they hear the locks and door opening they are met with a large and tall orange bear man

Freddy: hello kids, alright everyone line up, you can each take 5 pieces of candy

Little boy: sir what’s your costume

Freddy: oh, well I’m a Advance Sentient AI that’s haunted by an unresting Spirit

Little girl: no your not

Freddy: uh ok, and why is that’s

Little girl: well monsters aren’t suppose to be cute

(1 minute later)

Vanessa: geez we ran out of candy already

Freddy: (Crying tears of joy while holding an empty candy bowl) 🥹

[babyfairy]

Australians talking about the USA, like the call is coming from inside the house, people literally living in the country that's literally usa's down under racist cousin 😒

when i tell you i genuinely bust out laughing … the jokes write themselves

[just-call-mefr1es]

(answer each individually) Out of Hypnos's 1096 moons, The major moons are only 8 moons. 5 females, 3 males. Those 8 are the only moons who have retained their personality even after being hypnotized. The Names of the moons are; Achlys, Ananke, Hemera, Nyx, Pontus, Mnemosyne, Menoetius, and Orion Females are Ananke, Hemera, Pontus, Orion, and Mnemosyne.

Males are Achlys, Nyx, and Menoetius. ---- Mnemosyne is the closest moon to Hypnos. She's the oldest of the Hypnoian moons and the main one that can be seen from a telescope. Mnemosyne used to be a dwarf planet, and was the first current-era moon that was hypnotized by Hypnos, and treated with absolute care by Hypnos. Hypnos always takes Mnemosyne's side when she is in conflict, and has always given her as much love as she can. That's right, we have another case of LESBIANS in the GAYnarum system.

---- Ananke is the older sister of Achlys. The two argue a lot, with Achlys always backing down. She's also pretty strong, having half the strength of Chloris and Galileo. She is Phanes' only friend. Hemera is basically the Triton of the Hypnoian moons. She's not really interested in most of the talk among the Hypnoian moons unless she has to take care of her younger siblings (which she has a HARD TIME doing. 1096 moons is no joke.) Pontus is the drama queen of the main moons. She always likes to have the center of attention on herself and also put on shows for the younger Hypnoian moons. She may seem snobbish on the outside, but is a very nice girl on the inside. Orion is a metal music lover. She has alot of punk motifs in her design, and has a big rock personality. Despite her loud personality, she's very friendly! ---- Achlys is the younger brother of Ananke. He's a "rowdy guy' type of moon; always looking for a fight and rough-houses a lot of the time. Strangely, he gets along with Chloris for no reason at all other than interest. Nyx is an odd one. He never responds to anyone except his friend Menoetius. It was said that when Menoetius formed, Nyx oddly got attached to him. He even said he loved Menoetius. He's still a very odd one, though. Menoetius is Nyx's only 'friend.' Called Meno by Nyx, he's the second most knowledgeable one of the moons. He's usually at Nyx's side, always willing to share new information with him. Rumour has it he was one of the key factors to stopping the Moon Revolution. this took 3 hours lol

YAYYGGY MOONSSSS

im totaleby not gonna write down those names to givr to my future grandchildren because theyre so badass whaaaa

oooo another moon that used to be a olanet?:00 super cool!! and the first? aweosme! awwww i find it so sweet how hypnos cared for herr tbsts adorable💗💗 and what is with these damned gays bro😒🤬🤬 come on🙄🙄🙄 /j

oooo dysfunctional sibling relationship i hear?>:333 god i love those. WOAHHH!?? half the strength as choris n galileo??? wowza that is STRONG. holy fuck i already struggle with one sibling, i cant imagine 1000 or so more😭😭 oooo pontus’ character seems rlly neat:O id love to hear more about her cjsndmsms. so with orion!! i jeed to see her design n chew on her grrr

DAMNN achlys😵‍💫 thats fery interesting. nyx i already love you. bro got emotionally attached to menoetius when he first formed, and said he loved him??? cutieesssss>_< WIAHHH MENOETIUS SMART AS HELL (even tho hes second knowledgeable but oh well) bro was oje of the key factors of stopping the moon revolution ????? thats sick asf i rlly wanna see how the moon revolution plays out in the GAYnarum system💞

three hours😭⁉️ holy dsmn🤕🤧🤧

[mintytealfox]

God dangit, that Vlad tally mark image you used in your reply post has now got me thinking of an Anastasia movie esque au for Nortalice now that will NOT make any sense! 😅

Like both Orpheus and Alice are obviously raised by her parents and the DeRoss family, and have an almost idyllic childhood together. And then there's Norton in this AU, somehow being a kitchen boy as a young boy for the household, but it's not like he's gonna complain about his position. He has a warm roof over his head, some decent pay, and he could easily help himself to any leftovers that guests left behind, so he could tolerate being bossed around by the adult servants and even being dragged occasionally by a young Alice to be her second playmate to play with her collection of dolls (always tempted to just rip off their heads for their annoying squeaky voices, but refrains from doing so XD) Young! Alice: Yay dolls! ^_^ Young! Norton: Yay... -_-

But all good things unfortunately come to a tragic end when their house is attacked, killing almost everyone inside, with Orpheus and Alice barely making it out without being seen. Norton is tempted to not get involved, but his conscious gets the better of him and aids them in their escape, but not without earning a scar on his arm. Orpheus and Alice proceed to get separated and both losing their memories. Which certainly complicates things when years later when Orpheus is trying to look for her and dealing with imposters. Cue in a grown Norton reluctantly teaming up with Melly, not only for her to regain her noblewoman status after her husband's "death", but to get the reward money. They come across an amnesiac Alice, or Eury, who looks EXTREMEMLY similar to the missing girl and offers to help transport her to Paris to look for her family, AKA Orpheus. Melly helps coach her in court etiquette and Norton finding himself falling HARD for her despite him (I swear, someone put "I Won't Say (I'm in Love)" in a Nortalice playlist XD). Also Fredrick is in there somehow 😅.

But honestly, I think this messy AU is more of an excuse to see Alice in the sparkly opera dress and Norton going 0_0, and Melly going "Ah, an unspoken attraction I see 😏." XDD

BAHAHAHAHAHAA! My master plan has come to fruition!! 🤣🤣 Infecting the mind with NortAlice~

This is legit so effin PERFECT LOOOOOOOOOOOOLL

Norton: "what are you called?" Alice: "Eurydice." Norton: "Alright, Uranus." Alice: "EU RY DIC EEEEE" Norton: "whatever"

Okay Melly as Vlad has me ROLLING HAHAHAHA I LOVE this so much 🤣 Melly: "I see an engaging and fiery young woman" -rizzing Alice up to give her confidence to go through with this- Alice: "😊" Norton just barging in: "Alright, ready to become Alice or what?" Alice: 😒 Melly:😡💢💢

LOL maybe Frederick is Sophie LOOOOOOOOOOOOL Melly: "my sugar plum..." Frederick: "why must you say odd shi--" Melly: "if you want in on the money you better effin play along"

No FOR REAL 👏👏👏🤌🤌🤌Alice needs to be in all those gorgeous dresses and to be adored AAHHHHHH give that Norton them doki dokis 🤣

[etherealxwitch]

https://www.tumblr.com/succubusmunson/749967317509816320/this-is-more-so-an-opinion-but-i-think-alot-of

Ugh yes. And then seeing those same people that participate and drive people out, writing posts about how this fandom is a hellhole and how drama filled it’s become.. the call is coming from inside the house. I’ve seen some really despicable behavior, like openly mocking someone or supporting the mocking, then those people still somehow come away seeming like the “nice, sweet, drama-free ones of the fandom”. When just a second ago they were cheering someone on who was making fun of someone else for receiving death threats. It’s weird and turns me off. Esp when a lot of these people are friends with one another and somehow think their behavior doesn’t impact the overall energy of the fan space, which has become so small. It’s why I’ve taken a huge step back and haven’t read a fic un 5 months. But I still love Eddie and can’t fully step away 😒

you said it best, nonnie! people on here think it’s all fun and games, but truly it isn’t. these people feel no remorse and love to see someone become miserable from what they’re causing.

send me your secrets!

[eyoooomiru]

Buddy Daddies Predictions (Ep.11-13)

I literally can't wait anymore :')))

At this point I expect everything from this show

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Ep. 11

I don't think that Rei and Kazuki will meet Miri again in this episode

I feel like we'll see both of them fall back into their own old habits, such as how Rei sleeps in the bathtub and smokes and Kazuki feeling empty again

I also feel like they most likely won't talk about their feelings or try to comfort each other at all (boy istg TALK ABOUT YOUR GODDAMN FEELINGS)

😭✋🏻

The focus in this episode won't be on miri and Misaki either, we'll probably see a few scenes of them but that's it

For some reason I can see it happening that miri constantly asks for her papa's and when they will return to pick her up 🥲 her mother wouldn't know how to answer and either ignores her daughters question or tells her she doesn't know

This is just the calm before the actual storm

Rei's dad definitely will play a HUGE part the last few episodes

I think he'll call his son again to his office and gives him the offer to become the heir of the suwa family business one last time

Sry not sry but I can't see that rei would ever have the guts to blatantly tell his dad no

fucking donkey 😡

He'll probably come up with the "give me more time pls" shit again and his dad will snap, telling him that if he won't decide soon, Kazuki will be out of the picture

The thing is, Rei KNOWS who is family is, he KNOWS what he wants. He just can't voice it out of fear from the business and rejection

Kazuki and Rei will also start to have a fight cuz Rei stopped cleaning for himself again and Kazuki is just too tired to do anything

I think it'll end with this threat from his father, Rei trying to distance himself from Kazuki and Kazuki completely dying on the inside and looking at their family picture

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Ep. 12

It is too soon for miris mom to die, so I can't really imagine her dying in the show cuz of her cancer

I feel like, even tho she has changed (😒) she'll be quite overwhelmed with suddenly taking care of miri again

Listen I love our shortcake miri but she's a pain in the ass hands down

Her mother wasn't the best caretaker before, I mean she even said herself that she literally did not care at all for her before

On top of that, she just lost her job and most likely has no income yet. A child costs an fortune

When she first saw the room Kazuki and Rei had for miri she was shook because she KNOWS she can't afford that for miri as of now

I also feel like, since miri is quite stubborn, she won't stop asking about her papa's

Her mother will realize in this episode how much of a family they have become and I can imagine her starting to feel really bad about taking them away from each other

She'll probably have tons of guilt and I think miri will just get more stubborn each minute because her dad's won't show up

Her daycares Christmas event most likely will also play an big part in this episode. I think miri will imagine herself singing with her friends while her papa's and her mum are watching

I also think we will finally get to see Kazukis real rage after he finds out who's fault it is that his wife died

Remember that creep of a guy who writes people's last words into his notebook? Yes him

I hate this man so much

either in this episode or even in the episode before (11), miri will run away to search for her papa's on her own. Probably taking the train again, but this time she will either get kidnapped or get lost again in a completely different city

It will end with Misaki realizing her daughter went missing and her either calling Kazuki or directly showing up at their house

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Ep. 13

It's canon, the authors and directors of buddy daddies already confirmed that it will end realistically. (as realistic as this show can get ig 🥲) they also stated that the last few episodes are more serious and we all know that this show has no problem with angsty themes :')))

So according to this, it would be stupid to think that Rei, Kazuki and Miri will live happily ever after

One of them will probably get shot, my bet is on Kazuki since it would be stupid to try and kill your own heir

Miri most likely will also have been kidnapped by someone from the agency

Usually she was pretty dense whenever she was in danger before (for example when her biological dad held a gun to her head and she wasn't scared, or when she saw rei shooting someone)

But i think this time, miri will actually realize the importance of the situation and will be terrified 😭

I also think that Kazuki will kill the man that was responsible for his wife's death

For some reason I really can't think of any ending besides Rei and Kazuki leaving the business but how would they do that??

They can't just walk off and say that they quit xddd

They also aren't strong enough to kill the whole agency

Instead I think that one of them will kill Rei's dad, setting an end to this once and for all

HOW COOL WOULD IT BE IF REI IS THE ONE TO KILL HIS OWN DAD??!

Remember that scene in the intro where Rei's dad is standing infront of a car?? That could be the scene where they start a fight

Yes this scene here could be it :00

I don't think that miri will start to live with Kazuki and Rei after that tho

Most likely they will Co parent or sum shit like that and tbh I don't like this idea very much

But it's better than nothing I assume

It would also make the most sense cuz after all since Kazuki and rei wouldn't be assassins anymore, they would have no income, which means both of them have to find real jobs

Finding your place in this world can be scary. Especially if you are not used to it

For some reason I think this show will end with Kazuki and Rei showing up at Miri's daycare Christmas performance, watching her from a distance and she'll notice them, running off the stage, straight into their arms cuz she missed her papa's so much 🥺🥺

Maybe we'll even get a scene where we see all of them in the future together ✨ imagine them trying to enroll miri into school 😂 or her getting into her first relationship xddd

Also I'm sry to disappoint any shippers but I don't think that Kazuki and Rei will become canonly a couple 😭😭😭 I think they will just stay queer coded 😭

However I still hope that they will grow as people in the next few episodes

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Either way I'm totally not prepared for what's about to happen 🥲🥲🥲 man I love this show so much

I eat everything up that has found family in it lol

Anyone else has some more predictions?? It sucks so much that there is no Manga or novel

If u have read this far, thank u <33

~~ you did a great job today ✨

[moonsoul27]

It’s hard for me to post this. Lately just in a funk 😒. About life, about family, about choices, about everything honestly. And it’s been tired some.

Hard pills

Do I think about what would life be like if I weren’t here? Honestly— yep— that’s a hard pill to swallow huh?

Would you miss me if I was just picture popping up in your memory feed? I think maybe a few would. Not many. That’s how loved I feel.

Big pond and I am drop of water. Where there a sharks and others stealing the water daily. So I am no one but a drop in a billion.

I have a million demons, ten million haunt my dreams during the day. Trapped inside of bill collecting box called a house that somehow I made a home.

Sometimes I get to drive around in a money pit that goes fast but not too fast or they pull over with those flashing blue lights where everyone else stares.

Sometimes I feel happy enough to lift others up, then torn down from the roots by the same people.

Some days it’s so nice just to be nice then others come along and kill your spirit like you don’t exist. It’s too painful to watch so bystanders just turn away.

22 Vets a day surrender to their demons.

#SuicideAwareness call: 988 reach out if you need help

[cashaywallace]

Oh I hurt jessika feelings yesterday bc I exposed her

“She talked about my body”

Bitch no I didn’t

Again YOU MAD CAUSE I DONT FIT UR EXPECTATION OF GOD that’s one.

I’m not coddling your short comings - why you move out mamared- SHE WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU FROM BECOMING A HO. - HI CAM GRL BF.

And if you not sexting on camera you giving pretty girls a naturally mean AND “I’m better than you just cause light skin” aesthetic - red not racist she prolly said some weird shit cause you being weird about yo heritage mixing - finding yourself on a 1/2 scale of black and white- I fucking get it but YOU ZEALOUS AND DONT GOT REASON TO BE- ya looks is average why you use all that make up - UR ACTUALLY VERY FUCKING PRETTY BUT YOUR ATTITUDE IS A REFLECTION OF HOW MUCH POINTLESS MAKE UP YOU BE USING ON A DAILY. - mama red not crazy bitch Yal from the south HAY BLACK N WHITES GET ALONG - what is you doing jessika.. - dating a white boy who wana be black - Yal perfect for each other - YA BOTH MISSED THE MESSAGE GIVEN TO YOU IN YO UPBRINGING AND IT SHOW IN YA DAMN CARS - “we trying to sow both worlds go together” BUT YOU DOING A YOUTUBE ROSE OF KINGSNQWEENS BLACK GIRLS W WHITE BOYS ARE BETTER // BETTER TAKEN CARE OF - NO YOURE PREJUDICE TURNED RACIST - congrats that’s sad. Why YOU GOT KICKED OUT THE HOUSE AND STEALING OFF RED NOW. W/O BF KNOWLEDGE. - UR A SCAMMER DUMBASS. … THE REST OF GIRLS WHO LOOK LIKE YOU YOU IN COMPETITION TO BE BETTER THAN VS FINIDING INSPIRATION TO LOVE YOURSELF - why you got goldenkurls leg tattoos and India love hand but Marie nails 🙂🖕 - UR RUDE N LOST N NASTY INSIDE N CALL IT CUTE - JASMEAN ( why is that yo fucking name - bc I got long hair than most black girls 😒 - why corri leave you ( besides me liking his photos when YOU was stalking me 💋 HI DADDY - SINCE YOU PETTY DUMBASSES )

You trying to become em / ME - BLASPHEMY KARMA. - where’s UR BRAINS / individually … what man told you he need you slutty clothing and long nails n toes done 24/7 w ya hair did - INSTAGRAM FAKE WORLD COATING YO BANK ACCOUNT. - ROBBING THE WHITE HOUSE. - YA DONT CHECK THE CAR FAX

“Well why she get to post her body photos”

BC THERES CLEARLY CONFIDENCE N SELF LOVE IN MINE. IM IN COMPETITION WITH MYSELF THE GIRL IN THE MIRROR TO BE MY BEST FUCKING SELF W SELF LOVE IN TACT ALWAYS.

Went from scrawny little kid ( yes we got caught up on is my ass this or that enough) THEN I BUILT MY BODY I WORKED FOR IT HARD N SHOWED THE PROGRESSION ALWAYS.

You bitches say you in the gym - LIFTING 5 lbs or over doing shit with dumb form saying that’s how you got ur OH SO OBVIOUS ENHANCER ASSES. - WHY YA QUADS XARRYING YA ASS BUT UR MEAT OF THE LEG DONT EXIST - WHERES the real support - not ur core either.

T.hooww you got WASH FLAT ABS … WHERES UR SURROUNDING MUSCLES - you use enhancers not weights to get it

Then you in competition w women who don’t even fit in the lane you trying to take over 🤯

When a nigga and a female really on they shit and sit back and obverse that it really shows Yal lacking brains so you OVER HIGHLIGHT qualities you deem gon be long lasting to a man // woman - why ya relationships ALWAYS FAILING. - WHO WALKS AWAY FIRST , ME.

- a bitch been at the lib for 10 months and ain’t cracked a single book open here or Ventura county

- what was that day Obama I wrote the dna malfunction in medical research and the hydrogen bomb in space you put in my fucking head to make me SPECIAL NEEDS AND SEEM LIKE A CRACK HEAD - FOR THE BOOK WORM BITCHES BUT STOP DOING THE MOST 24/7 SHOWING OF YA BODY IN A WAY THAT DONT BALANCE YOU.

- YAL WANT ME A LACKING HO CLEARLY , IVE TACKLED EVERYTHING IN THE UNIVERSE AND SMSHED IT SO NOW IM BORED MAKING FUN OF WHY YO HISTORY STUCK ON COWS BRAIN REPEAT

- if you see me post a body photo now it’s MANY REASONS BEHIND IT 1. I’m bored and reminiscing 2. I’m bored yo hos is tired and played out 3. I’m bored KAMALA TAKING HER SWEET DAMN FUCKING TIME. 4. IM BORED TRISTAN A SLOW OVER PLANNED LOSER 5. IM BORED LEE N HOWARD IS SLAVE OWNERS HOW MUCH DEEPER WE NEED TO GO 6. IM BORED PAULA A LOSER N TRYNA HOLD ON 7. TAYLOR SR DONE. 8. IM BORED WTF IS YOU NIGGAS SCARED FOR 9. IM BORED YOU WANT ME FRIENDS W A HOMELESS MAN TO RAPE ME 🫤 BITCH THATS NOT MY BABY DADDY TF MENTAL ILLNESS YOU GOT. 10. IM BORED SO IM SHOWING WHO IN A “aspiring limelight” NEED A DAMN PSYCHIATRIST 11. IM BORED SHOWING REAL MEN A REAL EQUAL WOMAN ON THEY ARM 12. IM BORED SHOWING WOMEN HOW TO BALANCE THEY BEAUTY AND BRAINS 13. IM BORED SHOWING GOD DONT LIKE UGLY N ITS NOT ALL THE GAYS* 14. IM BORED AND SHOWING HOW TO BE COPESTETIC IN ALL ENVIRONMENTS WITH WHAT YOU DEEM DONT GO TOGETHER BUT FIT TOGETHER WHEN YOU GET OUT YA BOX 15. IM BORED SHOWING HOW AMERICA IS A ADDICT STATE ADDICT TO PAIN N MISERY AND CODEPENDENT ON SAYING SOMEONE ELSE THE FUCKING BAD GUY

- YOU HO•es NEED WONDER WOMAN BUT YOU CHICKEN

- the aliens is bored waiting to eat and you standing next to em 😹😹😹😹😹🤯🤯🤯🤯