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metaphoricalmusings · 20 days

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portland trip notes

aug 20 we headed out on the road after loading up the car drove for about 1.5 hours and stopped at a starbucks, charged the car up back on the road passed into oregon state and took at picture at the sign stopped at yreka junction for dinner (taco bell), and went to walmart. we bought grapes at walmart (very yummy). my crunchwrap supreme was not crunchy at all, i was super disappointed. arrived at our accommodation for the evening around 7pm. it’s a cozy mountain lodge. after we moved everything into the room, we went out for a short walk to check out the premises and golden hour. then we retired back to the room. I had a call with miko to talk about his role as a TD and took a bunch of notes before we went to bed.

aug 21 we have breakfast at the lodge (made waffles! very crispy. i hurt my gums eating them) we also tried the jacuzzi in our room, however, the jets did not work :( on our way out I sniped some firewood tinder for our camping night later in the trip. drove a short scenic path along the cascade siskiyou national monument. stopped at various points to take some photos. we dropped off stuff at our airbnb, then drove down to revolution hall to pick up our badges. checked out the vibes in the park and dropped things off into the car before walking over to dinner. we got ramen for dinner at toya ramen, justin and I swapped bowls because I ended up preferring his broth. i got a highball which was quite yummy. we shared a hojicha dessert.

aug 23 I woke up super early again, started working on my sf zine fest illustration. at 7am when Justin woke up we walked over to Twisted Croissant and got croissants for breakfast (they were extremely delicious but also really pricey……. a ham and cheese croissant was $10 lol). it was drizzling a bit but not too bad. at 9am I took the netflix call with dan (hiring manager) in the airbnb and it went really well even though my internet cut out twice. got an email that they want to move forward with the process, and so have the panel interview scheduled for the following week. we go to the conference and get seats in the auditorium for the opening talk. It’s pretty short, and then everyone heads outside and we’re just kind of wandering around different tables. sat for a few of the indie media circus talks in the tent. we went to dos hermanos bakery to get sandwiches for lunch which supposedly are “life changing”. they were humongous. i got a half sandwich and Justin got a whole one and it was like 2 feet long lol. very tasty and fresh and after some discussion we did agree that it was indeed life changing. I drop by the visual art meet up at a brewery, then justin and I catch up with the photography meet up. It started raining a lot so then we sheltered in a brewery that happened to be next to where the filmmaking meetup was. We went to check it out and funnily enough I bumped into a girl that was a story artist who was already following me on instagram. for dinner we go to the food truck cluster near revolution hall and get stuff from a mexican truck. justin got a quesadilla and I got tacos. they tasted ok (justin’s quesadilla cheese ratio was way off— too much cheese, not enough meat). unfortunately I think there was something not right about the food and it didn’t sit well for either of our stomachs. we’re sitting at the table playing the royal game of ur when justin’s friend swings by with a pup and they chat some and I find out about cult flav which is interesting then we head in for the side show talks, small bu animation (really neat), pudding.cool (justin missed this whole talk bc he was having shits as a result of the quesadilla) and then we went into the car for a nap before going back in for every frame a painting. I dozed off during the debut of their short film but anyway. we headed back to the airbnb after that.

aug 24 i literally called it the day before, but turns out the ppl staying the airbnb unit above us were also xoxo attendees lol. i had actually met them at the visual arts meetup—they’re a couple and also doing long distance where the guy lives in sf and the girl lives in….mexico?? not sure how thats gonna work out but yea.. anyway on day two we slept in a bit, then headed over to rev hall and justin got a steak breakfast sandwich at meat cheese and bread. I picked up coffee and a chai latte for justin at a vegan cafe nearby. they offered coconut milk as an option so I tried it, but didn’t really taste the difference in the latte. we did some walking around and chatting with folks, then went in for the afternoon session of talks. in the afternoon, I get a tamale and we sit down with a random girl at a picnic table to eat and chat. she turns out to be slightly a dud but then a guy named sam grover that we met at the photo meet up sat down and said hi. he turned out to be a super experienced ios developer so I was egging Justin on to ask him questions (free advice!!!) Eventually we head inside for the talks. It’s mostly talks for the afternoon, all of which are excellent. I felt genuinely moved and am already excited to rewatch some of them. After everything wrapped up I was pretty tired—this whole thing is just a lot of socializing and I feel like I was still ramping back up after being literally in the mountains not really talking to anyone except our 8 person trek group so it was exhausting. I skipped on dinner and just chilled in the car for a bit while Justin went to eat with his friends. He brought me some food which was really nice and super tasty (kimchi mac n cheese and korean fried chicken) I was just rotting in the car with no real plans to leave but then Justin texted me that he was standing next to Tony and Taylor (Every Frame a Painting)!! it would be my last chance to say hi to them and tell him that the YouTube video they made were something I referenced a lot in my art career transition journey. taylor and I talked for quite a bit and we followed each other on IG. i was really happy lol

aug 25 - check out day

i woke up early again (last dredges of jet lag) but after doing some online research about what we should do with our last half day in Portland, i decided that we had to go see the Columbia river gorge. Unfortunately that is a 30 min drive in the opposite direction that we are headed to after. which means that we just had to get the day started nice and early!!! Justin got up and we packed everything and were out of the airbnb by 9am or so. ate some of the chicken we had as leftovers, then we grabbed a croissant for the road and started driving east. it’s perfect weather and the scenery is great. our first stop is vista house at crown point where we get out and take some photos, enjoy the view. then we drove in to latourell falls where there’s a short hike to a waterfall. unfortunately I took us up down the wrong path so we were hiking uphill for a bit with absolutely no views lol but justin got some nice photos of plants. Eventually I realized we were going the wrong way so we turned back and go on the right track. You could walk up to the base where the water was hitting the rocks, it was actually quite cool. After that, we headed back into town, stopping to charge at the Columbia river outlets supercharger. Also got Starbucks. Justin’s chai latte tasted like diabetes in a cup We drove to Powell’s in downtown and checked out the bookstore (huge!!!) and then walked to a food truck area and got katsu sandwiches for lunch. popped into a blick store and got some art supplies bc no sales tax in Oregon so why not 🤑 at this point it’s around 4pm ish and we finally roll out of Portland towards tillamook. After about 2 hours of driving, we’re at tillamook cheese factory and we charge the car, go in the museum and taste some cheese. We also get ice cream and a grilled cheese. justin gets some souvenirs, I pick up a postcard. There were a lot of cows around which Justin took some photos of before we drove out. It’s golden hour at this point and the lighting is insane everything looks so good. We stop in a little town and snap some shots. It totally makes you romanticize small town life in Oregon. After 2 more hours of driving we arrive at our hotel for the night (agate beach best western). Unfortunately we did not get a room with a beach front view but it’s ok bc we have plenty of ocean views coming later anyway.

aug 26 I wake up early and plan the day. At 10am we go get breakfast at chalet bakery & restaurant, which is this nice little old school diner near the hotel. I got pancakes, eggs and hash browns, Justin got bacon, eggs, and a waffle. afterwards we dropped by the Walmart next door and got more grapes / last minute camping things. packed the car and back on the road, I called to check atv reservations for later in the day. drove about 40 min to Thor’s well and looked at the tide pools. Did not see anything interesting aside from a lot of barnacle and some mussels. Thor’s well itself was really cool, Justin and I got real close to take a photo but then of course a giant wave happens to come at the moment and splash us both. Then when we’re heading back to the path, Justin jumps down from a rock directly into water somehow and soaks his shoes lol. at around 4pm we arrive at the Oregon sand dunes and sign up to do an atv ride. the whole process to get all set up with paperwork, safety training and gear takes about 45 min. the whole time during it they keep stressing how dangerous it is and how its an extreme sport and how you can back out at any time no hard feelings. I kept looking over at Justin to see whether or not we would back out but he sat there stony faced. Low key I was scared lol I was not trying to tip over and get seriously hurt. But anyway we went out and it was a fine experience. Weather again is exceptional and the dunes are beautiful. Personally don’t think I would do it again but glad we tried it. Then we get back on the road and start driving to the campsite. I am a little annoyed bc we stop to get McDonalds and try to charge but the super charger lot is blocked off bc they were repaving it. We end up having to stop at another place and sit and wait for the charging. By the time we get to the camp site it’s dark and we have to set everything up at night. It goes pretty well though - justin’s air mattress turned out to be king sized and fills up literally the entire tent. The stars are actually incredible. You can see the whole Milky Way.

aug 27 In the morning I wake up and I make a fire for us to roast marshmallows over. i also toasted some of my leftover chicken mcnuggies (very yum) We go for a short hike to the beach which is close by to the camp site. spend some time watching the seagulls, saw this super cool moment where a seagulls dove into the water and came out with a whole starfish in its mouth!!!

there are a bunch of wild marionberry bushes around the campground and after confirming with a park ranger that it’s safe to eat, we tried it. very sour. I wanted to gather more but Justin said no…

we leave the campgrounds around 12:30pm and continue driving down towards california. we stopped at natural bridges (lol) and started hiking down to it but the path to the bridge itself was super dangerous and had signs that said DO NOT GO. back on the road, we made a stop at oregon’s tallest bridge and did a hike down to try and see a whole view of it. both justin and I peed on this hike in the woods and turns out it didn’t really have a good view of the bridge after all. but there was a beautiful abandoned beach at the end. Around 3pm we make a stop for late lunch and to charge the car in crescent city. had an incredibly dank burrito - soo good and the restaurant staff were super friendly. we keep driving and get to eureka around 7pm. After checking in the hotel and dropping off everything in the room we go for a little walk outside to see the sunset over the water. Sunset is just ok.

aug 28 - last day on the road! In the morning I wake up early and drive the car across the street to the supercharger and walk back. we eat breakfast at the hotel, then pack everything and I get the car back from the charger and we head out. first stop is the Rockefeller loop in Humboldt redwoods state park. we drive down the avenue of the giants on the way down and it’s actually gorgeous. Weather is divine and the light is totally giving. the Rockefeller loop is super pretty and peaceful, the kind of walk that you feel like you have to be quiet in. Except then we realized mosquitos were buzzing around us so we were like YOWZA and we speed walked it out of there really fast. kind of a bummer because it was so beautiful and we would have loved to spend more time there but justin and I are both really tasty so the mosquitoes would have eaten us up.

Back on the road after that and it’s mostly a straight shot down to SF. We make one stop to charge in a city called Ukiah. Got in n out for lunch and then back to driving. We arrive home at 4:35pm. Yay!

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pashterlengkap · 2 months

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Elon Musk’s trans daughter claps back at her “cruel” father who was there “maybe 10% of the time”

Elon Musk’s transgender daughter Vivian Jenna Wilson pushed back against transphobic claims her billionaire father made about her in a recent interview with Canadian right-wing provocateur Jordan Peterson. “I think he was under the assumption that I wasn’t going to say anything and I would just let this go unchallenged,” Wilson told NBC News. “Which I’m not going to do, because if you’re going to lie about me, like, blatantly to an audience of millions, I’m not just gonna let that slide.” Related Elon Musk’s trans daughter epically slams her dad for not knowing her at all She said he was never there when she was growing up, reduced her to a “happy little stereotype,” and then called her “dead” when she’s still alive. She described how Musk would berate her for any sign of gender nonconformity, including having too high-pitched of a voice. She described him as “cold,” “very quick to anger,” and “uncaring and narcissistic.” Stay connected to your community Connect with the issues and events that impact your community at home and beyond by subscribing to our newsletter. Subscribe to our Newsletter today “I was in fourth grade. We went on this road trip that I didn’t know was actually just an advertisement for one of the cars—I don’t remember which one—and he was constantly yelling at me viciously because my voice was too high,” she said. “It was cruel.” She hasn’t spoken to her father in years, she said, and does not want her relationship with him to define her. She emphasized that she’s an adult who makes her own decisions independent of him. Wilson also stressed how Musk has been a very absent parent. “He was there, I want to say, maybe 10% of the time. That’s generous,” she said. “He had half custody, and he fully was not there. It was just a fact of life at the time, so I don’t think I realized just how abnormal of an experience it was.” Musk had previously claimed that he was “tricked” into signing papers that allowed Wilson to transition, additionally claiming that she was “dead” due to the “woke mind virus.” She disputed this on Threads in a viral series of posts where she criticized his comments. “Last time I checked I am, indeed, not dead… I look pretty good for a dead b*tch,” she wrote. In the NBC interview, Wilson pushed back on his claim that he was tricked, stating that she had been talking to her father about her transition for months over text while trying to get him to agree to meet with her to get the papers signed. “I was trying to do this for months, but he said I had to go meet with him in person. At that point, it was very clear that we both had a very distinct disdain for each other.” She reports that Musk read over the papers twice – once with her and once on his own. “He was not by any means tricked. He knew the full side effects.” Wilson also talked about how her father’s statements about her in the interview with Peterson have put her in the spotlight, which she didn’t want to be in. “I have been basically put into a point where, to a group of people, I have to basically prove whether or not I was suicidal or not to warrant medically transitioning,” she said. “It’s absolutely mind-boggling.” Out Canadian musician Grimes, who was Musk’s partner for years, expressed her support for Wilson in a post on X, in which she said, “I love and am forever endlessly proud of Vivian.” I love and am forever endlessly proud of Vivian.— 𝖦𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 (@Grimezsz) July 26, 2024 Grimes also defended Wilson in a series of posts. God gave us hands to build cathedrals, rockets to the moon. It's clearly divine to make use of gods greatest gift to humanity, which is creativity.— 𝖦𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 (@Grimezsz) July 26, 2024 I am not Christian but I respect ur Christian God and have Christian friends and sometimes join them for their holidays or heed their teachings. But I do not hold this world view, and I too enjoy changing my body with tattoos and stuff. But if we're made in gods image, and he…— 𝖦𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌… http://dlvr.it/TB6fxV

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pedrito-friskito · 2 years

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road trip with frank headcanons for your celebration bc i’m a whore 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

if ur a whore i’m a whore 💕

LMAO but really yes you can here u GO this was fun 😏

road trip hc - frank castle x fem!reader

✨kay’s 300 follower celebration✨

okay so

frank does a lot of driving, right. like it’s a big part of his life, since shit hit the fan, he’s crossed a lot of state lines in a variety of vehicles, even darting up into canada a few times just because that’s where the road took him

but now, now he’s got you, and he likes driving a whole lot more with you in the car, invading his space, coating his senses with the scent of you instead of just stale fast food and gasoline

one thing is for sure: he’s touchy

like, he’s got one hand on the wheel and one hand on your thigh, curled around the meat of it, thumb stroking where you’re the softest. he’s got a shit-eating grin on his face the whole time, walking his fingers up and down your leg at red lights, squeezing lightly at a stop sign

when he goes to park the car (or truck or van or whatever happened to be available) he does that thing where he’ll turn in his seat to check behind him, one hand rotating the wheel beneath his palm while his other arm is thrown behind your head, gripping your headrest or laying behind you on the bench seat. if it’s the bench seat, he’ll thread his fingers into your hair once he’s done, tugging ever so slightly in a way that makes your whole body clench

you’ve asked him to let you drive a few times, and each time, it’s been a bit of a battle

“I dunno, sweetheart,” he drawls, head cocked to the side, “ya might just look too sexy drivin’ for me to handle myself.”

you roll your eyes. “it’s two hours to the next motel, castle. you can handle yourself.”

and he tries. he genuinely likes letting you drive. you’re so focused, both hands on the wheel and eyes glued to the road ahead. you bat his hand away when he tries to tease, sliding fingers under the hem of your shirt or trailing kisses up your arm to your shoulder

you’ve got some serious road rage, and your level of feral nearly matches his if someone ever cuts you off or if people are going too slow in the fast lane. your shouts are filthy, strings of curses that make even frank blush

eventually you get tired of it, much more content to sit passenger and read your book or play stupid games on your phone and feed frank snacks. sometimes you’ll read aloud and frank will just listen

he likes the trucks with the bench seats, cuz it makes it easier for you to get close to him

on long stretches of road, he likes to pull your feet into his lap. he’s got one hand on the wheel and the other curled around your foot, thumb pressing into your arch until you sigh with pleasure; it’s not long until your noises drive him so wild he has to pull off to the nearest hotel, or find a secluded patch of road to park at for a while

when it’s you driving the truck, frank goes full menace

there’s just enough space between your stomach and the steering wheel for his head, so that’s where it goes. he’ll just lie there, knees pressing against the window, watching your face, hand reaching up to pinch your chin or trail his fingers over your throat, watching it twitch under his touch

if he’s especially lucky, and you’re wearing one of those little sundresses that drive him absolutely mad, or loose shorts or a skirt, then he really can’t help himself

he won’t pull it on a highway, cuz it’s dangerous, but when it’s just the two of you on a country road, your hand gripping the steering wheel, then it’s fair game. he’s lifting your skirt to duck his head under the fabric, using two fingers to pull your panties to the side and lap at you with his tongue, groaning into the place where you’re the most sensitive, grunting when you reach a hand down to lock in his hair and yank

it’s less than a mile down the road before you’re pulling over to the side, throwing the truck into park and unbuckling your seatbelt. frank lifts his head just enough to get the strip of fabric off of you, and then he’s yanking on your hips, tilting you against the driver’s door so he has better access to where you’re dripping, your body forever reacting in kind to his

your release comes quick and easy, frank’s mouth more than practiced at hitting all your favourite spots, sometimes using his fingers to draw it out in that way that you like. more often than not though, he’s reaching for his belt buckle, sighing into your mouth as he covers you with him, leaning up and over you and pushing his cock into your soaked entrance

the windows fog up, streaked with fingerprints and dragged handprints, and when your hand flashes out and hits the steering wheel, the truck’s horn echoing across the road, frank just chuckles, grinding his hips deeper into you.

“tha’s my girl. tha’s my good fuckin’ girl.”

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seiyasabi · 3 years

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Hunters vs Gatherers

(This is a Yandere Ushijima x Girly Fem Reader x Yandere Tendou story! I decided to do somewhat of a Halloween special, because this is a Leather face AU! Homie is already a farmer boy, so I thought this au was perfect for him :P

if someone has already done this idea, please dm me the original creator, so I can give them credit :))

TW: !cannibalism!, !noncon aspects!, killer au!, misogyny!, Ushi is scary af, bodily harm!, TENDOU is super creepy!, ur friends die!, etc..

Please proceed with caution!)

“I don’t like this, guys. I think we’re trespassing-“

“You’re worrying too much, (Your Name)! The owners will totally understand us coming onto their property! They’re the only people for miles!” Your friend, Hina, interrupted your anxiety coated words. Your other friends give grumbles of agreement at her seemingly disarming words, but you aren’t so convinced.

There was a sign on the edge of the property clearly stating ‘Trespassers Will be Dealt With Accordingly,’ which immediately put you on edge. Most signs would say ‘trespassing prohibited’ or ‘beware of dog,’ not a blatant threat!

You should’ve known better than to go on this damn road trip. Your friends told you it would be fun driving across the country to see a rando rock band they stan, but the moment your friend, Riyuu’s, van started to stall, you realised how wrong they were. So, here you were, in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, completely surrounded by wilderness. Of course, there was no cell reception. The last town was over 20 miles behind you, so your dumbass friends reasoned that walking forward was the best option. Clearly, they were wrong. The only thing you found in the past ten miles is the farm you’re currently trespassing onto.

The grounds were maintained, but clearly outdated. A beater of a pick up was at the opening of a rice field, and there was an old fashioned house and barn far into the property. It seems like there’s multiple areas of vegetables, grains, and animals.

Yet, this fact didn’t stop your stupid friends. Their loud footsteps and voices visibly and audibly spooked the animals on the property, creating a chorus of whines and bleats.

“Let’s turn back- it’s disrespectful to go onto other people’s land. And look! You’re scaring the animals… I doubt the owners would like that,” Even though it’s in vain, you still try to convince them to abandon this plan.

“(Your Name), chill out. If you don’t want to continue, that’s on you. Feel free to make the trek back to the car- we won’t stop you. I knew we shouldn’t have invited you,” Kaneki, your friend Mina’s boyfriend, spats out viscously. Your four friends are all in established relationships, but Mina and Hina (twins) invited you anyway. You’ve known them since childhood, after all.

“Hey, don’t say that! She’s our best friend,” Hina spits back with just as much venom, but the damage has already been done, especially when Mina and Riyuu shift uncomfortably.

“I mean, all she’s done is bitch about us being here…” Riyuu says nonchalantly, causing a warm feeling of mortification to wash over you.

“That’s not true! This is a stressful situation, so it makes sense why she’s on edge, especially after that creepy sign!” Mina still says nothing, as her twin continues to defend you.

By this point, you wish to just melt into the ground and disappear. Three out of the five of you seemingly don’t want you here, but there’s nothing the lot of you can currently do about it.

“Whatever, Hina. Let’s just continue on- if we’re lucky, we can reach the farm house before it’s dark.”

Your group continues walking for around ten minutes more, before Riyuu speaks, “Why don’t we split up? We’ll be able to cover more ground if we do.”

Seemingly realising the connotation of his words, Kaneki smirks, “That’s a great idea! I’ll go with Hina, you with Mina, and (Your Name) can go off on her own.”

“I-I’m not too sure if splitting up is a good idea. What if the owners are dangerous?” Both men laugh at you, waving off your concern.

“Nah, you’ll be fine! What’re they gonna do? Kill you?” Kaneki grabs his girlfriend, who looks as concerned as you do.

“(Your Name) has a point. Why split up? We can’t even contact each other if we find the owners,” Her boyfriend shushes her, as the two couples start to tromp off in opposite directions, leaving you to head straight.

“(Your Name) is a big girl. She can handle herself,” They leave you standing there in the darkening field. Tears brim your eyes, as you will yourself not to cry. For the life of you, you can’t understand why yo yee best friends would date those two assholes. They’d been nothing but rude to you this entire trip, and only Hina is willing to call her man out on the bullshit he spews.

Taking in a deep breath, you start to walk forward, arms wrapped around your front to keep warm. You’d worn a cute pink blouse, a blue high waisted skort, and white sneakers, which, come to think of it, was the exact opposite of your black wearing friends. Maybe if you dressed and acted like them, you wouldn’t be excluded like this.

As your thoughts started to grow dark, you couldn't help but let a few tears drip down your perfectly painted face. They really screwed you over, huh?

Because of your pity party, you didn’t notice a large, lumbering figure appear in front of you, causing you to run directly into their broad chest. A cute Yelp escapes your lips, as you fall right on your ass. Thankfully, the shorts connected to your skirt stopped the man from seeing your most intimate parts.

The Green haired man peers down at you blankly, as he takes in your pretty appearance. He’s never seen someone like you before.

“I’m really sorry, Sir! I didn’t see you in front of me, and I just ran right into you! I promise I didn’t mean to-“ Instead of responding, he holds a rough hand out for you to take. You take it without question, allowing him to haul you to your feet. Now that you’re off the cool ground, you feel blood start to drip down the back of your thighs. Looks like you scraped yourself on the way down.

Without thinking, you release his hand, and open your pink purse (which matched perfectly with your blouse), withdrawing a few napkins, dabbing at your bleeding wounds, “Awe man,” You say with a furrowed brow, “At least they don’t hurt! But it sucks that I’m bleeding onto my cute skirt.”

Glancing up, you make eye contact with the stoic man, who is still in the same position as before. He’s just staring at you, which is somewhat unnerving, but because you’re in the middle of nowhere, you can only assume it’s a cultural thing, “Oh, I’m sorry again! It’s already bad enough that I trespassed onto your property, much less accidentally hurting you,” You bow deeply, allowing your hand that was previously dabbing at your wounds to limply fall to your side.

He says nothing, as you continue to hold your bow. For once, he thinks, there's someone who’s polite. Usually, those who trespassed would come at him sideways, resulting in their death earlier than normal. That’s what happened to the last group, the one with the beat up pick up truck.

Standing back to your normal height, you give the man a bright smile, “I don’t want to sound rude, but do you possibly have a phone I can use? My friends and I broke down a little ways away from here, and we need to call a mechanic for help.”

He continues to stay silent, but nods in acknowledgement. He then turns, and starts walking towards the house you see off in the distance. Taking that as an order to follow him, you start speed walking after him. This guy’s legs are too long to keep up with!

Noticing that you’re lagging behind, the man falters his pace, allowing you to catch up, “Oh, thank you! I’m sorry about that, your legs are a lot longer than mine,” The man in question is about a foot taller than your (height) stature.

He just stares at you for a long moment, processing what you just said, before he grabs at your hand. His rough palm cradles your soft one in a tight grip, as he starts walking once more, just at a slower pace. Surprised at the sudden contact, you try to bring your hand back to your side, but find yourself unable to get out of his viper-like grip.

Deciding against complaining, you allow him to drag you off.

“Now where were ya? You worried Mama sick,” A lively red head practically shouts the moment you both walk into the house. He goes to approach the large man, only to stop suddenly, eyes glued onto your form, “Oh, I see,” A smirk overtakes his features, “You found yourself a girlfriend? Well, she sure is pretty.”

The Green haired man’s blank look remains, despite the red head’s teasing. The new man just laughs at the awkward silence, as you shift uncomfortably. He still hasn’t let go of your hand.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your conversation, sir, but my friends and I-“ You’re interrupted by loud laughter.

“Waka, ya hear that? Your girlfriend just called me sir! You sure got a polite one,” The red head suddenly leans forward, practically nose to nose with you. He’s hunched over to match your height, looking like a ghoul in the darkening light. Someone needs to turn on the lights, lest he turn into your sleep paralysis demon. You can’t help the Yelp that leaves your lips, as you draw backwards, inadvertently shoving yourself into the greed haired man’s chest, “Awe, ain’t that cute! You jumpy, cutie? I’m gonna like-“ He’s cut off by ‘Waka,’ as he all but shoved his brother off of you.

“Enough,” He says simply, still holding your hand, but his free hand is still raised from when he shoved the creepy guy off of you. Seemingly stunned, the red head’s mouth is opening and closing like a fish out of water.

It looks as if the three of you would continue to be in a stand still, but a female voice snaps you all out of your stupor, “Now what in the hell is all that racket? If you boys don’t get in here right now, I’ll whoop you silly!”

This makes the boys move in autopilot. ‘Waka’ practically drags you with him into the foyer, forcing you to face the scary woman inside.

Inside the room, a strict looking woman is sitting on a lumpy couch. Her hands are neatly folded in her lap, while she all but glares at the three of you, “Now what in the world is going on? You boys best tell me-“ Her eyes finally focus on you, as you shuffle in discomfort. Her gaze is heavy, as she takes in your appearance, “Oh, I see. You’re both fighting over this pretty girl, are you?”

“No, Ma’am. Waka brought her in and I wanted to tease her a bit, but he got mad at me,” The red head is quick to set the story straight, not wanting to face the brunt of her anger.

She nods, never taking her eyes from you, “You got anything to say, girlie?”

Seemingly remembering your manners, you bow deeply at a 90 degree angle, “I’m very sorry for intruding, ma’am! My name is (Your Name)! I found your farmland with my friends after our car broke down, so we came to ask for your help! I’m not sure where they are, but I am very sorry for us coming here without your permission!” She says nothing, but nods to herself, seemingly thinking.

“I see,” She motions towards you, “Stand up, girl! I accept your apology,” You stand up quickly, your one hand still firmly held by the giant beside you. She eyes your hands, but doesn’t comment on it, “I am Ushijima Kiyoko and these are two of my sons; Wakatoshi and Satori. We welcome you here and promise to help you, as long as you help out around the home and land.”

You nod, but feel confused, “Thank you very much! Now, I’ll go find my friends, and we’ll-“ She holds up a hand, silencing you.

“Now, what kind of woman would I be if I let a pretty girl like you go hungry? I’ll feed ya before you go,” She motions towards Wakatoshi, beckoning him towards a room to the right of you, “Bring her to the living room ‘til dinner’s ready. I expect you boys to keep her company.”

Taking this as a sign to take your leave, you give her a quick bow and a ‘thank you very much,’ before you’re dragged towards a room filled with tchotchkes. There’s a beat up recliner beside a large, lumpy couch. They sit in front of a tube television, which is encased in a bookshelf that looks ancient. The only Book present on the shelves is the bible- everything else is assorted beautiful knickknacks.

Once in the room, you’re forcefully sat on the old couch, which is surprisingly comfortable. Wakatoshi takes the seat on your left, whilst Satori takes your right. There’s an awkward silence for a moment, before the red head starts to mess with your skort, “I ain’t ever seen a skirt like this,” You look up from the place on the floor you were previously staring at. His brought eyes are practically staring into your soul, as his scary smile is back on his face, “Ya look great, Dolly. Do ya have more of these?”

You did, in fact, have more skorts in your bag, but you won’t tell him that. Gulping in fear, you shake your head no. He narrows his eyes at that, suddenly bringing his face close to yours, “I ain’t believe that for a second! A pretty, feminine woman like you ain’t got more cute clothes? I ain’t know much, but I know y’all have doubles of your favourite clothes.”

His hand is clenching around your skirt, as you try to push his hands away, “Please stop, I don’t like you touching me there,” Your voice cracks when you say that, causing the demonic looking man to cackle.

Wakatoshi smacks the red head’s hand away from your skort, a dissatisfied grunt being heard throughout the room, “That ain’t no way to treat a lady.”

His deep voice is intimidating, but his hold on you is somewhat comforting. At least he’s standing up for you.

The Brothers glare at each other for a while, before they turn away from one another, and stare straight ahead. You’re practically stuck to the side of the large, green haired man, who holds your hand to his chest like one would a lover.

“So, uhm,” Both of their heads snap in your direction, making you jump, but you continue with what you were trying to say, “Did either of you happen to see my friends?

I haven’t seen them since we split up.”

Satori cracks a crooked grin, “Ain’t y’all know not to split up? That’s the first horror movie rule,” You give an awkward chuckle, a broken smile on your face.

“Yeah… uhm, I tried to tell them that, but they only became angry with me,” This definitely catches both of their attention, as Wakatoshi shifts beside you.

“Don’t keep us hangin’, what happened?” Satori once again invaded your space, as if he’s trying to absorb your thoughts.

You lean onto Wakatoshi to escape his brother’s close proximity, and the large man allows you without incident, “Well, I noticed your sign, so I tried to tell them that it wasn’t a good idea to bother you. The Boys in our group don’t like me, so when they got annoyed with me, they made me go off by myself to find you.”

Another unsatisfied grunt is heard from Wakatoshi, who shifts his body towards your leaning form. His right pec is now behind your head, making you flinch at the contact. He finally releases your hand, in favour of cradling your waist in a muscular arm, “That ain’t right.”

“Naw, that ain’t right at all! Ladies can’t go off by themselves,” Satori grumbles, as he stands to his feet, “Maybe I should go get ‘em and give ‘em a piece of my mind.”

You shake your head and hold your hands up in a surrendering motion, “No! No, it’s okay! It wasn’t right of them to do that, but it’s okay. I’m upset with them, sure, but I just want to get home in one piece.”

Both men eyed each other angrily, how dare those people leave you to die! But, before they could voice their disapproval, their mother called the three of you into the kitchen.

A mystery meat is present on your plate, along with rice and your favourite vegetable. You shift uncomfortably, unsure what you should do. When you’d asked about the meat, all the mother did was smile, and nod towards it, before ordering you to eat. No one moved, everyone staring at you as if you were a queen in her court.

You pick up your fork, scooping a bit of rice and vegetables into your mouth, which prompted the family to follow suit. There’s an empty seat beside you, a plate full of food in front of it, indicating a missing family member. The distant sound of a chainsaw can be heard, making you all the more uncomfortable.

Deciding against the meat, you eat everything but it. The vegetables and rice are delicious, but Wakatoshi and Satori’s eyes on you makes you uncomfortable.

“Ain’t ya gonna try Ma’s brisket? It’s her world famous recipe,” Satori exclaims. The Mom at the Head of the table says nothing, but she’s now watching you too.

“Don’t be rude, Satori, I’d she don’t want it, she don’t want it,” Their mother says.

“If ya don’t eat it, Ma’ll be real upset! She may not say it, but she’ll feel real bad!” Gulping at the idea of the angry woman in front of you, you bring a shot hand towards the meat piled on the left of your plate.

You stab a piece, moving it towards your mouth, only to be stopped by the slamming open of a door, and a familiar voice, “Don’t eat it! Don’t eat it! Run!” Startled, you drop the fork, jerking your head up to see a bloody, disfigured woman. Part of her upper thigh is missing, gushing blood onto the hardwood floor beneath her. She buckles to the floor, unable to hold herself up any longer, hitting the ground with a wet splat. It’s clear what the meat is.

Shoving yourself away from the table, you start walking backwards, as another large man stomps up the stairs, and starts to drag the unconscious body of the woman down the stairs. He looks over at your shocked form, and gives you a charming smile, “Who’s this? She’s cute.”

Without saying a word, you turn and run, ignoring the yells of your two new companions and the screeching of their own chairs. You fly out of the house at top speed, almost runni by straight into your friends. Hina let’s put a loud scream at your sudden arrival, prompting you to grab her by the hand and tug her along with you, “We need to run! Those people are crazy!” Your other three friends don’t move from their spots, and Hina’s boyfriend grabs her arm, effectively trying to tug-of-war her out of your hold.

“What the fuck, (Your Name)? What the hell is wrong with you? We need help, it doesn’t matter if they’re country bumpkins-“

“That’s not the issue! They literally had a woman chained in the basement and she was all bloody and missing part of her leg and-“

Riyuu cuts you off with a scoff, “Nice try in trying to scare us. It won’t work-“ The sound of a chainsaw starting grabs your group's attention. There, at the top of the steps, stands Wakatoshi and Satori. The Green haired man has a mask on, which looks just like a skinned human's face. In their hands Are two chainsaws, and both have a smock on, which is covered with blood.

You yank yourself out of Riyuu’s hold, and start to run, “Run away! We gotta go!” You hear no noise of complaint, as their footsteps start to echo after yours. Remembering which way the car was, you run in that direction. Sure, you’d have to run through the rice patty, but it’s better than being skewered.

Your group clears most of the grounds, as the echo of the chainsaws behind you seemingly grows louder and louder. Risking a glance back, you watch with horrified eyes as Kaneki shoves Mina backwards when the men start to gain on him, allowing them to cut her head clean off. You gag in disgust and fear, barely able to swing your head back around and continue to run. You hear Hina scream, most likely seeing the scene you just witnessed, and tears start to bead your lash line. Satori’s laugh can be heard from behind you, as he calls out to you in a mocking tone.

“Y’all can try to run, but we’ll catch up! We always do!” You don’t bother turning around anymore, knowing that that mistake would most likely end up being your downfall. At this point, Kaneki and Riyuu pass you, leaving Hina and you at the back. They knew that they wouldn’t stand a chance fighting the brothers behind you. Even if they were bulky, that bulk wouldn’t stop a chainsaw.

Your group finally makes it to the rice patty, the two males in front struggling to Wade through the water. Not bothering to remember your bloody legs or white shoes, you and Hina plunge into the cool water. It’s about knee high deep water, but it doesn’t slow the two of you at all. Taking light fast steps on the tips of your toes, you practically tiptoe around the struggling men. They snarl and curse at the sight of the two of you overtaking them, which draws your attention to the lack of noise around you. The Brothers turned off their chainsaws.

You don’t look back, continuing your quick pace until you reach the edge of the patty. With small resistance of the mud below you, you haul yourself out of the water, before helping Hina out as well. Once out, the two of you start running once more, not once checking to see if your male companions are following. Unbeknownst to the rest of the group, Mina had handed you the keys to the car way back at the beginning. She didn’t have any pockets, so when her boyfriend gave her the keys, she didn’t know where to keep them safe. The keys are currently tucked into your purse, which is firmly placed against your side.

The two of you run as fast as humanly possible, not once thinking about the girls’ boyfriends. It was clear that they didn’t care if you lived or died, and if push came to shove, they’d sacrifice you in w heartbeat.

Seeing the car in the distance, you practically drag Hina with you. She was growing tired, which was slowing her pace, but you wouldn’t allow her to fall behind. In no time, you got to the car, hand shoved into your purse, grasping the cool metal in the middle of the contents inside. Yanking it out into the open, you press the unlock button, and throw open the driver’s side door. You haul yourself inside, but before Hina can do the same, a figure tackles her to the ground.

Wakatoshi, after straddling her into submission, pulls out a knife, and stabs her in the chest. Hina screams, but is quickly silenced after another flurry of stabs. Your trembling fingers press the lock button on the car door, your hand holding the keys coming up to cover your gasping mouth. You’re slumped against the cloth interior, body twitching in adrenaline.

“Come out, (Your Name),” His gruff voice practically booms throughout the stale air of the car. Yet, you don’t move, too shell shocked to do anything but stare. A sudden knock on the window beside you has you practically jumping out of your skin. Your jump so violently that the car shakes, causing the knocker to snicker cruelly. Looking out the window, you see Satori holding a severed hand, its thumb containing a red ring, indicating that the hand belongs to Kaneki.

“Don’t be shy, we won’t hurt ya, darlin’,” The red head leans in close, smiling creepily at you, before kissing the glass in between you, “In fact, we’ll even patch up your pretty legs! We forgot to take care of ‘em earlier, and we don’t want your wounds to get infected, right?”

You start to openly sob, fat tears dripping down your pretty face, “Why? So you can eat them later?”

Without missing a beat, Satori responds, “Yes! The legs are quite yummy-”

“Shut up. You’re scaring her,” Wakatoshi doesn’t let him continue to tease you, his mask suddenly raised, as he stands at the other window, hands pressed against the glass, “Come out, or I’ll break the window.”

Satori scoffs behind you, “What, and you aren’t? Last time I checked, you’re the huge intimidating one! Hell, I’ve seen you skin a man alive so fast he-”

Your crying became louder, drowning out the red head entirely. Your mud caked legs are pulled up to your chest, ruining your pretty blouse, but you can’t bring yourself to care. All of your friends are dead, and these two men are going to not only eat them, but most likely eat you too.

While you’re distracted, Wakatoshi smashes the other window open with a rock, a thick hand reaching to try to grab you. You scream out in fear, pressing your back to the door beside you. His wide fingers grasp your shin, dragging you to the open window. His open hand presses the unlock button on the car door, allowing him to quickly open it, and drop you into the ground below. You fall out with a thump and a whimper, your skort flipping, allowing the men to see the short portion of your skirt.

“I’ll grab her bag, you take her home. Ma’ll be real pleased to have her back- she always said we deserved a pretty girl,” Satori says to the giant, as he stoops down and chucks you over his shoulder without so much as a grunt. You thrash and scream, trying to get out of his hold, but it’s no use. His arm traps your hips to him, not allowing you to move your pelvis.

“None of that,” The green haired man swats the back of your thigh, stilling your movements almost immediately, due to the pain. His large hand squeezes the spot he slapped, as if he was trying to comfort you.

“Don’t worry, Waka, we’ll train her into the perfect woman. She’s already feminine, all she needs now is a lil discipline,” The redhead opens the trunk of the car, pulling out your pink suitcase. His bloody hands dye the plastic of it a crimson red.

Only hell awaits you in that farmhouse, and there’s no one around to save you.

#yandere haikyuu x reader #yandere haikyuu #yandere ushijima #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #yandere tendou #tendou satori #tendou x reader #yandere haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader

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In Spite Of Me (let’s drive)

(previous) Chapter V (next)

Tags: post-canon, road trip AU, diner dates, ooc.

"I don’t know," she answers honestly. "I think I just need some time to get used to it."

Her words are careful and measured, but Bee seems to understand them for what they truly mean: different doesn’t mean bad.

"I can work with that," Bee says and rushes to sit next to her, holding her hand tightly.

okay so I wrote this in under 40 min and technically nothing really happens in this chapter BUT maybe something will happen in the next chapter. or maybe not. i litch rally have no idea. but we’re all in this together ❤️ (high school musical playing in the background). anyways here’s ur warning for major ooc and a whole filler chapter (sorry abt that) under the cut:

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"God, I’m so tired of driving!" Bee whines, tossing her handbag onto the back seat.

Poppy glances at the giant teddy bear resting against the back window, and then at Bee. She sighs.

Ever since they had breakfast, Bee has been dropping not-so-subtle hints that she wants Poppy to drive instead.

"If you want something, ask for it, Farmsville. This won’t work."

Bee purses her lips, finally giving in. "Fine. Poppy, would you please drive for today?"

Poppy smiles and clicks her tongue. "No."

"No?! What do you mean, no?" Bee pouts and slumps against the car, still standing outside of it. "I asked nicely."

She smiles again. She’s already decided that she’s driving today (Bee isn’t exactly a good driver, if she’s being completely honest) but she wants to see how far Bee is willing to go. "Try harder."

The taller girl looks at her, a little surprised. Poppy watches her unconsciously part her lips, gulp and finally break into a small smile. Bee walks to where Poppy is standing in front of the car and places an arm next to Poppy’s head. She inches closer, and Poppy has to turn her head up a little bit to meet Bee’s gaze.

"Try harder like this?" Bee whispers, taking one of Poppy’s hands and bringing her thumb to her own lower lip. "If you drive, I’ll do whatever you want, Pops."

Bee finally smirks, noticing the way Poppy bites her lip at the show she’s putting on before her.

"Like you don’t already do that."

"I’m saying I can do more," Bee says smugly, and though Poppy does roll her eyes, she gives in, pressing up onto her toes and kissing her.

This time, unlike the majority of the kisses they’ve shared, it’s softer and more tender. Poppy moves as slow as she can, wanting the feeling to last. She tries to take every moment and tuck it in her brain for later: the way Bee tastes like cinnamon because of the apple pie she got during breakfast, how her fingers fiddle with the baby hairs on the back of Poppy’s neck. Poppy feels like she’s glowing from the inside, and she’s almost positive that this kiss is the best one she’s ever had.

They eventually part for air, and when they do, Bee smiles victoriously. She knows she’s already won. "Fine. I’ll take you up on that offer."

That distinctive feeling of drowning and flying at the same time is back. It’s as if she’s still asleep, dreaming. This dizziness feels like slipping in and out of reality as she runs her fingers through Bee’s face and looks at her with something that feels dangerously close like love in her eyes.

It’s like she’s a stranger to herself.

"Thanks," Bee chuckles, leaning a little into Poppy’s touch.

"I hate you," Poppy replies.

Bee smiles sweetly before shaking her head no. "I thought you loathed me."

"I do. I loathe you," she whispers.

"I loathe you too, Pops."

And then Poppy kisses her again.

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"Why didn’t you tell me your house was next to a lake?" Poppy groans, looking at the sign on the side of the road that indicates how many miles are left until they reach Farmsville.

"Why would that matter?" Bee asks, genuinely curious. Poppy steps her foot harder on the gas now that they’re on the freeway again.

"It would’ve been a perfect opportunity to pack my swimsuit and post a picture to my story,” she answers like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

"You’re so annoying."

"It could’ve been a good one too," Poppy complains again. "I want people to believe I’m in vacation."

"Well, is this not a vacation?" Bee retorts.

"That’s cute, Hughes, but no," she rolls her eyes. "Look at Veronica’s instagram story. She is in fucking Cancun right now."

"So what? You can still post a good picture to your story, you don’t need Cancun for that. Maybe I can be in it too!"

"Oh, please. As if I’d ever give you free publicity like that," Poppy laughs.

Bee frowns, suddenly getting defensive. "Are you embarrassed of people knowing you’re here with me or something? Or is it that Farmsville is just not good enough for you?"

Poppy sobers up immediately, whatever words she was going to say to continue her joke dying in her throat.

"No, it’s not that," she says carefully. Bee purses her lips and glances at the window, tightening her ponytail where it’s grown messy due to the wind in her hair. "I guess I’m just… trying to get used to the idea that there won’t be anymore fancy vacations for me. At least not for a while."

"Oh," Bee whispers, still a little unconvinced. "Don’t worry about that. I don’t know much about your family’s situation, Pops, but I’m sure your parents will find a way to fix things."

"I don’t know," Poppy admits, opening up a little bit. "I don’t think they can. And I don’t know if they should."

Bee nods, and the only sounds filling the silence that follows are the tires spinning and the music on low between them.

They know that this is new territory for the both of them. It feels slightly weird to be confiding Bee with her problems, but so far she’s proven to be a good listener.

"It will be okay," Bee insists, reaching out and placing one of her hands on top of Poppy’s.

Briefly, Poppy looks down at where their hands are now touching before she looks back over at Bee.

"Maybe it will."

Bee smiles. "It will."

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They’re at a small diner, sipping on their drinks— strawberry milkshake for Bee and diet coke for Poppy— when the blonde interrupts the gentle quiet.

"About last night…"

Poppy stalls with a french fry halfway to her lips, looking over at the girl in front of her. The redness in her cheeks has faded mostly, but it’s still obvious that she had been thinking about it too.

"Yeah?" Bee asks, her voice barely a whisper.

"It was… different," Poppy says, thinking about all the other times she’s had sex with Bee before.

"Yeah," Bee repeats, playing with her food nervously. "For starters, we didn’t threaten to murder each other, not even once."

Poppy can tell that Bee is trying to joke, but the way she doesn’t even meet her eyes reveals how nervous she is about this conversation.

"Did you…" Bee starts, stuttering a little bit. She takes a deep breath, and finally looks directly at Poppy. "Would you rather go back at how things were before?"

Poppy notices the way Bee’s voice shakes slightly when she asks her that question. It makes her nervous too, but she’s better at hiding it.

"I don’t know," she answers honestly. "I think I just need some time to get used to it."

Her words are careful and measured, but Bee seems to understand them for what they truly mean: different doesn’t mean bad.

"I can work with that," Bee says and rushes to sit next to her, holding her hand tightly.

They both stare at each other.

Bee breaks the silence first.

"I’m glad that you’re here with me, Poppy."

Poppy smiles at her slightly. Her eyes flicker down for barely a second, and Bee only misses it because hers do the same.

Just do it, Poppy tells herself. Just kiss her.

Someone clears their throat; it’s one of the waiters bringing the restaurant bill.

They both pull apart quickly, turning their heads into opposite directions.

"Hi there," he says, clearly apologetic and well meaning. "Here’s your bill."

When he hands it over, Poppy gets a good look at him. He’s young, probably no more than sixteen, so she can’t really be upset with him.

"Thank you so much," Bee says to him sweetly, though Poppy can see her tapping her foot, which is her tell for being upset. "The food was great. Thank you for all the menu suggestions."

The boy lights up, backing up slightly to head back to work.

"Thanks, miss!" he says. "I’m sorry I interrupted you and your girlfriend."

"Oh we’re not—" Poppy and Bee both start at the same time, but by the time they cut each other off, he’s gone.

It’s quiet between them, and Poppy is sure that her heart is beating so loudly that Bee should be able to hear it. They both stare forward, watching as a family with little kids enters the diner and take a seat in the table in front of theirs.

"We should keep driving," Poppy mumbles.

"Yeah," Bee agrees.

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The next two hours go on like a breeze. They listen to some band neither of them knew the name of, gossip about literally everyone in the Zeta house, and laugh at a street sign with a spelling error. With every small bump on the road, the tiny bee charm hanging from Bee’s rear-view mirror dangles a little bit. She told Poppy that her father had given her the charm on her seventeenth birthday, right before revealing that the real gift was a car.

Glancing at the passenger seat, Poppy can see that Bee is starting to wake up from her nap. She seems tired, but who wouldn’t be after driving for two entire days? Poppy is surprised to notice that she still finds Bee pretty, puffy eyes and all, and her heart does a little twist inside her chest when Bee smiles sleepily at her.

"Sorry, I guess I was tired. Did you get bored?" she asks, yawning.

"No. In fact, it was so peaceful having an hour to myself without you talking my ear off," Poppy tries not to grin too hard when she steals a look at Bee frowning next to her.

"I think your middle name should be 'denial', Pops," Bee sings. "It’s so obvious that you like me."

"I hate you," Poppy corrects her.

Bee grins. "Yeah, yeah. I hate you too."

Poppy smiles to herself when she hears Bee whisper-singing along to the radio.

"What time is it?" she asks her.

"Around 3 pm."

"There’s a gas station not too far ahead, according to the GPS," Poppy says casually. "Since I’m being generous enough to drive and we’re out of snacks, you are buying me the biggest bag of sour patch kids you can find, got it?"

"So bossy," Bee laughs and then, without missing a beat, she adds: "I like it."

"I know you do," Poppy smirks, changing lanes to make an exit in the direction that the gas station is.

"Maybe we can buy a bunch of snacks, then park and eat them together!" Bee says as if she’s just had the brightest idea ever.

Poppy’s heart dances on her ribs at how easily Bee says the word together, her insides warm. She has to press her lips together to stop herself from saying anything stupid, and she swallows hard, adjusting her sunglasses a little.

Bee turns to her, oblivious to her inner battle.

"So, what’s your favorite soda?"

Poppy can’t help but smile.

"I mostly drink water, duh."

"You’re such a big liar!" Bee laughs, throwing her head back. "You’ve been drinking soda for this entire trip!"

"That’s because you’re a terrible influence," Poppy retorts, still smiling. "Honestly, Hughes, I’m surprised that you’re not dead yet. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drinking water."

"So you’ve been paying attention to me, huh?" the other girl chuckles.

Poppy sighs in fake frustration. "You’re delusional."

Beaming, Bee rolls down a window, and Poppy studies the way her curly hair blows in the wind.

God, she’s starting to think that her feelings for Bee might be more real than she thought.

Fuck.

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By the time Bee has returned to the car with their snacks, Poppy has pulled the top over the car and pushed both of their seats back enough that they can use the top of the center glove compartment as a make-shift table.

"Here, your sour patch kids," Bee says, handing Poppy her bag before getting into the passenger’s side and turning on the heater. "Man, it’s cold out there. I’d hate for it to start raining."

"You’re going to jinx us!" Poppy yells, and Bee shrugs, pulling out their food.

She hands Poppy a coke can, grinning when she sees how the blonde’s eyes light up.

"I made sure to pick an extra cold one," points out smugly, clearly fishing for a compliment.

"I believe I told you I prefer water," Poppy replies, opening the soda can anyways.

They eat in relative silence for a few minutes, stealing glances when they think the other isn’t looking. It feels oddly tense, like the air around them is vibrating and the heater is cranked up to the topmost setting even though Poppy knows it’s set on low. She presses her lips together when Bee makes an obscene noise around an oreo-slushie combo bite, doing her best to keep her thoughts from straying anywhere inappropriate.

"Must you be so loud? It’s giving me a headache." she points weakly, trying to insult her even as her voice shakes the tiniest bit.

Bee nods and whispers a careless "sorry", licking her lips absently; Poppy forces herself to look away. Bee’s lips are tinted a light glossy brown, and Poppy can’t help as her eyes flicker over them, noticing a small amount of slushie syrup that Bee missed on the corner of her mouth.

Without thinking, she reaches over, leaning her arm on the center glove compartment and reaching forward, swiping her thumb through the sticky sweetness. She hopes she isn’t imagining the way Bee gasps a little when she reaches out to hold Bee’s cheek with her other hand so she can properly wipe the syrup away. Poppy doesn’t know what comes over her, but before she can stop herself, she’s bringing her right thumb back to her lips and sucking it into her mouth, humming quietly in approval.

"Mmm," she whispers, still on her arm so that she and Bee are closer than usual.

The only sound in the car is the hum of the engine, and Poppy watches with rapt attention as Bee’s lips part ever so slightly. Her hand is still on Bee’s cheek, and she starts to lean into it, giving time for the woman to pull away in case she doesn’t want this.

Poppy can hear Bee’s shallow, almost nervous breaths, and their eyes lock on each other’s, dark brown meeting light. They both press forward to close the distance, Poppy leaning up on her elbow and Bee nuzzling against Poppy’s hand—

Her own cellphone ringing interrupts them. Both women pull away like they’ve been burned. Poppy looks out the other window, attempting to quiet her disappointment, swallowing hard and gripping the armrest before taking a quick glance at her phone screen.

It’s her father.

Piers is calling her.

"Uhm, I— I have to take this call," she mumbles, reaching for the car door handle.

"Yeah, go ahead," Bee replies a little awkwardly, scratching her cheek. "I’ll just— I’ll wait here."

Poppy nods once and takes three deep breaths before stepping out of the car and answering the call. She’s managed to put some distance between her and the car when she hears her father’s angry voice on the other end of the line.

"Poppy, where the hell are you?!" he practically yells into her ear. "You told your mother and I that you were going on vacation with Chloe! You better tell me exactly where you are right now."

Shit.

This is going to be a difficult conversation.

Tags: @camren-jenlisa-is-real @baexpoppy @siegeofasgard221b @ownagef @simp-pony @dontstopmenow1 (im so sorry if I forgot someone jskdjdj i need to write down a list)

#poppy min sinclair #mc: bee 🐝#poppy x bee #my writing #this is literally bee and poppy getting cockblocked for an entire chapter #nothing interesting happens #sorry #gonna add a little conflict later i think #who knows #this is MESSY

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Can I request Vin Jin boyfriend headcanons and some fluff? (You don't have to force yourself)

(This and the other vin jin rq were merged!)

Honestly the way I see it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a very calm person or outgoing person. No matter what this relationship is gonna end up being considerably chaotic

He ropes you into everything he does. Doesn’t matter if u r a design student or an architecture student or if ur on the opposite side of the school from him, u r practically in his class. Dating him is like signing a contract sealing away ur own life bc he makes it a point to be ALWAYS w u

In class he doesn’t gaf if the teacher has ur seat on the other end of class, he is somehow finding a way to sit next to u against ur will or not. And when the teacher moves u two away from eachother INTENTIONALLY bc of this, he is threatening whoever happened to sit next to u to trade seats w him. He will go as far as to dress up as them to make it look like they’re them to be next to u and he’s so dramatic ab it.... being away from u felt like u were star crossed lovers whom the world was fiercely against

And if UR against this cuz ur tired of getting in trouble in class, or if you reject any of his advances, he’s gonna be really, really, really offended. He will at first sputter and be kinda shy and embarrassed about it, before he goes “fine! Have fun on your own without me, the greatest thing in your fucking life!”

He move seats back and will glare at you periodically every five minutes to pavlov dog you so that every five minutes every day, even when he’s not there, you feel the burning stare of vin jin

If you’re his s/o, he’ll buy you a matching pair of sunglasses so ur the freshest looking couple around Seoul (they’re hideous and thick but he thinks u look fly)

The glasses don’t have nearly as many layers as his does for himself so u can see, and u wonder how he managed to make them just as bulky and if he did it on purpose to sabotage u. Like “did u make my glasses purposefully ugly so no one else will want me?”

U have to dodge a punch after saying anything like that ab his fashion decisions LMAOAO

He’s rlly proud of u two matching. With the glasses and anything in general. He’ll make you wear a jacket matching his, or the same shoes and he will stop people in the hall and be like “wait. Notice anything cool ab us today?? Cooler than normal??”

And when they don’t respond he boasts “that’s right!! Me and my other half r matching. Look at us and weep, losers.” He thinks u two look so good....... if ur enthusiastic ab wearing matching things too he is elated u have to pray that tomorrow he won’t show up w another “if lost return to Vin Jin” “I’m Vin Jin” pair of jackets or anything of the like bc it happens SO OFTEN

And on the topic of sharing when it’s cold he likes to share jackets and blankets w u. Ur desks r moved by eachother by vin jin himself and u two share one blanket over u and shiver bc he just likes it, sharing w u plus he’s slightly warmer. And yes if you guys had indivizual blankets you would be warmer, but u guys have to struggle together he doesn’t care what anyone says (yes even ur protests ur sharing that one blanket wether he has to wrap it around u himself and tear up the one u brought on ur own or what”

He is so blind in love that he cannot tell when u guys suck at stuff. Like if ur in the wrong he doesnt care ur RIGHT and he’s taking that to the grave. He can belittle u and call u out but if someone else says ur in the wrong it’s on sight

Will die protecting ur name even when ur the one who was genuinely wrong

He forces u to make a beat for him to rap to. He loves rapping and wants to enjoy it w u, so ur forcefed YouTube videos of how to beatbox so u can be his bgm and eventually u probably just start to enjoy it to

And u always start a beat and he starts busting out rhymes and it’s SO BAD. It doesn’t matter if ur good at beatboxing if vin Jin is on the track w u it’s gonna sound terrible he brings the quality down immensely but u two just cannot tell

Like after a two session ur like “omg... that was so good. We should go pro?” “Fuck yea we should we’re better than those posers” “we could rlly make it in the industry fr” no u absolutely could not

During the school festival, u sang with him and it was SO bad. Half the crowd is gonna have 2 be hospitalized but u two had FUN up on the stage

Like I said, he has absolute faith in u. All u do is right. If ur driving a car for the first time, he is going to be ur little hype man doesn’t matter if u suck. U hit a curb and he went “YES babe!! Ur killing it cant wait till u hit the road bby” Ur not allowed to touch a car for the next two years now bc he kept cheering u on when u we’re doing CLEARLY wrong things

On a plane u r looking for the bathroom like pensively and u see a handle and look back and r like “is this it???” And vin jin thinking u r all righteous will go “yea babe go for it” and u open it and u depressurizate the cabin immediately

Now both on like 5 no fly lists

He loves to do things with u, like I mentioned earlier, and things he wouldn’t do alone he’ll do w u. Like drawing alone?? Boring. Drawing w Y/N??!!! Who knows what could happen..... so much fun could ensue. Maybe he will draw u cutely. Maybe he will draw u so ugly u will be forced to engage in a fight.

He likes to play just dance w u and compete for the “greats/all star!” Little titles above, and it becomes like a Friday night ritual for u two to turn just dance on and just go at it. But sometimes he’ll get too intense and suddenly he’s actually fighting for the chance to beat u. Will trip u so u lose on purpose

He makes u listen to him sing and rap to u. And u try to leave and he hugs tightly and is like LISTEN IFS FOR U, DONT BE UNGRATEFUL and now u have to listen

He makes u a mixtape of songs he made himself and they are all considerably worse than “remember the times we had”. It’s uploaded on SoundCloud and all the comments r hate and u listen to it a lot bc u know he loves u sm he made u a mixtape ya ur gonna play that but everyone else hates it w a passion

Like the comments r like:

Daniel: well.... it’s definitely a song 😅 I’m glad you love (y/n) so much!

Duke: he’s not making it out the hood 😐

Zach: never let this man in a studio AGAIN

Mary: this should’ve stayed in the CD

(Y/N): love it! 😍

Zoe: kill your producer 💀

Mira: ...

He’s overprotective too

If someone looks at u for more than a second he’ll go “what?? U think she is hot, huh? I’ll kick ur ass fucking perv.... cmon babe let’s go”

Will throw his arm around u and streer u the opposite way of any potentially good looking ppl to keep ur eyes on him

Oh Daniel is coming?? What a coincidence u and vin Jin suddenly have to turn the corner to the other way of ur classroom for some reason

Eli is near?!!! Oh no u just got milk spilt in ur eye!! Oh no now he has to wipe ur eyes and u two have to leave the cafeteria whatever will he do

It’s not that he doesn’t have faith in u, he doesn’t have faith in other men. Like he thinks they r all competition, and doesn’t doubt ur loyalty rather doubts how good he can b for u

WILL beat someone up for u. If someone smokes while ur around suddenly his fists r swinging at them cuz even if u smoke or vape urself no one else can get that stuff in ur lungs but YOU or HIM!!

If ur crossing the street and a car almost hits u, it’s the cars fault and he’s kicking the license plate and cursing it out for almost touching u “stupid fucking piece of metal”

Is the type of boyfriend to call u when he knows ur in an Uber and be like “babe u got ur gun w u right?? Oh don’t forget ur BOMB and ur MACHETE!! Yeah just left the house I killed some ppl nbd haha anyways HRU what’s ur Uber driver like” so the driver of ur car won’t even think ab kidnapping u. He has got ur back even when u do not want it

He doesn’t want u to see his eyes, so he’ll tell you to look away so he can take his glasses off and look at u in full color in all ur glory but he never tells u WHY he’s telling u to look away u think it’s a weird thing of his, or he’s insecure ab his face which is partially true but really he’s taking his glasses off and just looking at u. Adoringly.....

He hates PDA. He loves PDA. Do u see his dilemma

Like he loves PDA but doesn’t want anyone seeing him vulnerable even u.... so he’ll hold ur hand and be like “EWWW WHAT R U DOING GET YR HAND OFF MINE”

If u take the lead THATS best bc he can blame it on u and it’s ur fault he HAS to lock fingers w u cuz u did it to him first and he has an excuse to touch u and v like u started this im just sending u ur own energy back 😤

The type to be just like blind, overwhelmed in love. Always thinks ab u, always wants to be w u, worries ab u a lot and frets over u without showing it.... he hates it and loves it to death. Despises it but wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world

Eats lunch w u in the cafeteria and if u sit w someone else u r the ultimate traitor and he will trash talk u to hide his hurt to Mary the entire lunchtime. Kinda possessive.... wants u to also only think about him

WOULDNT EVER fight u for real. Play fights occur VERY often, like pillow fights, tripping ur foot when u say a joke insulting him, grabbing ur collar but he would sooner die than lay a finger on u

Verbal fights happen a lot and if he ever like LOSES it he may lash out and almost hit u and follow thru. I don’t think he’d be able to catch himself that quickly, and if he ever did he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Literally until the day dies he will take it to his grave

He may not sputter out apologieswill just look at u incredulously and then at his hands because what had he done? What did he just do? To you???????? (Y/n))))?????? His (y/n)??? Light of his life?

Will apologize probably over text or through a note or call, and if u don’t respond he is consumed by regret and tries to find u instantly like runs back to ur place

If u forgive him he feels bad still, because does he deserve it? And he might just isolate himself for a bit bc he can’t face u and if it left a scar he is dead inside. It kills him, literally

I could go on w this but I’ll probably save it for another separate pair of hcs later 😭

If u guys ever break up he will fight for u again and won’t stop till ur back together like flowers in ur locker every day, chocolate give during lunch, etc. He wont ever give up hope that he can win u over again and be w u again. He would keep trying, when he wakes up his first thought is ur name in a cold panic bc he can’t rest easy till ur his again and he will try and show off and poorly serenade u and trash his price and be corny and cheesy to get u back

Will set up a performance w the school to let him rap w a mic during lunch for u and he’s saying bars like “(read in bad rapping voice w inconsistent beat) (y/n), love of my life, uh, without you I’d die, uh. Please won’t you take me back? Yuh, without you ima have a heart attack. (Wha!). (Y/n), love of my life, yeah, without you I’m in strife, yup! Please be mine again, (babe), I can never rest till then.”

If the embarrassment doesn’t make u take him back so he’ll pls stop, and when he stands up on the lunch tables to do a little performance doesn’t do it either, then the odd sincerity of his voice and pain in his look (even tho while rapping he sticks out his lower lip in a weird pout) definitely, hopefully will

U make everything worth it !! Truly the light of his life

I hope these were what u wanted, I just had fun w them and wrote stuff that came off the top of my head when I thought of VJ!! ❤️

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mvrtaiswriting · 4 years

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;A; UR WRITING,,,, JUST CHEFS KISS! mwah! its so stunning! as for a request,, anything with jotaro n a enby or fem s/o! go wild:)

Are you bored yet? - Jotaro Kujo.

huhfsu thank you so much dear!! 🥺

and sorry if this took way too long! here you have, i hope this meets your expectations! enjoy x

Neutral reader x Jotaro Kujo

Jojo’s bizzare adventures: Stardust Crusaders

SFW // although there are some implicit hints to sex.

words count: 1663

Songs you should listen to / that inspired me for this work in terms of sound or lyrics: - Are you bored yet - Wallows - Sometimes - Ariana Grande

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Please feel free to reblog or leave a comment :) help me support my art (it’s free!),

His ocean eyes were locked on you as he gently played with your hair, paying attention to every little detail of yours. Sometimes he’d shift his fingers to your face only to caress your skin softly, his touch so gentle and delicate, almost as if he was scared to hurt you somehow. You kept your eyes closed while you rested your bare back against his strong chest, enjoying Jotaro’s rare display of affection. Your skin shivered every time Jotaro touched it, as if every centimetre of you was a chord of an instrument solely created for his hands.

One of his arms was wrapped around your body, his hand lazily resting on your hips. You slowly turned to face him, a soft smile forming on his face. Running a hand through his untameable curls, your locked your eyes on his. “Are you bored yet?”

You whispered, not having the courage to speak out louder than that. You feared his answer, you knew he wasn’t exactly the type to stick around. When you two started dating, it took a while for him to let another person invade his personal space, or worst, his mind. He was used to be alone, and liked his own company so much he never actually looked for other’s.

With you, however, it was different. The more time you spent together, the more he wanted you to stay. It all started as a little study project; he needed some help to pass an exam and you offered him your help. Kakyoin, his best friend somehow convinced him it was a good idea and he ended up reluctantly accepting your proposal.

The two of you started regularly meeting every afternoon. Sometimes you would stay at your place, other times you simply preferred to stay at your school’s library. At the beginning, Jotaro was hard to handle. He would often cut off every attempt of conversation you made with some rude comments and never really showed any sign of commitment to your project. Unluckily for him though, you were stubborn enough to not step back when confronted with his harsh manners and his intimidating behaviour. Day after day, you slowly managed to get him to talk to you. He started to pay attention to you and cooperate during studying session, even bringing you coffee before you started – surprisingly enough. He also stopped being so rude around you, allowing you two to create a beautiful bond.

When he successfully passed his exam, he didn’t want to let you go. He wasn’t ready to go back to his usual loneliness; it didn’t matter to him before you came into his life, but he got so used to having you around that the thought of going through a day without your cute laugh almost teared him apart – and he hated it. He hated how much you mattered to him and how much his mood depended on your presence. He felt vulnerable, and stupid. It just wasn’t like Jotaro to feel such things, or to let his emotions overwhelm him, but he couldn’t resist it. He just couldn’t let you walk out of his life as if the time you spent together for weeks didn’t matter at all. He needed those afternoons of yours when he listened to you passionately talking about what you liked the most or just being your goofy self around him.

When he asked you out the first time, he didn’t even look at you. “I’ll pick you up at 7 tonight.” was the only thing he said before covering his eyes with his black hat and walking away from you, leaving you speechless. You weren’t expecting any kind of invite from him; you thought the end of your study sessions coincided with the end of the friendship you managed to create over that short period of time – but he proved you wrong and you were eternally glad for it. You didn’t know what exactly made Jotaro decide to ask you out, nor you knew if he felt the same way you did whenever he was around you.

Later that night, he showed up at your house on time, the raging and unmistakable sound of his motorbike was enough to make his presence known. He helped you getting on the saddle of the motor, handling you one of his helmets. Once you made yourself comfortable you wrapped your hands around Jotaro’s waist and held onto him tightly, resting your chin on his shoulder to have a look at the road in front of you.

“Ready?” he said.

You nodded, a small laugh leaving your lips. At your signal, Jotaro made the engine of his motorbike roar once again, running through the streets of your city.

Your journey took a while and you didn’t quite talk in the meanwhile. He was focusing on his driving, and you were too busy admiring the sky around you, which was coloured in pink and orange while the sun slowly set. Once you arrived, he parked his motorbike safely and took his helmet off. It was the first time you saw him without his hat and the view was simply mesmerising. You always thought Jotaro was handsome and he was always able to give you butterflies, but this version of him was completely new to your sight and once again you found yourself hypnotised by his undeniable beauty.

He took your helmet off and held your hand while you got off the motorbike, ready to catch you in case you’d trip over or stumble somehow. He smiled at you, causing you to blush – everything felt unreal. You almost pinched yourself, questioning about whether you were wide awake or dreaming.

He took a towel and carried a couple of beers in his hands, before making you follow him to the beach. You spent the night talking by the sea, as the sky slowly turned dark leaving you under the light of thousands of stars and the moon. He was unusually talkative, but you didn’t complain – you loved how soft his voice could be, and you were so curious about what was going on inside his head. You always felt a certain way towards him, and being able to stay so close to him without being pushed away not only made you feel special, but also made your feelings towards him grow more and more.

“Thank you for this.”

You said, resting your head on his shoulder. His muscles stiffed for a second, before relaxing again.

“It’s nothing.” he answered quietly, before taking a sip from his bottle of beer.

You looked up at him, the feeling of your warm breath caused goose bumps on Jotaro’s neck. A soft shiver ran down his spine before he turned his face in order to look at you, leaning a bit towards you, your noses nearly touching. You gulped, slowly moving your gaze away from his; as you did so, he placed his big hand on your left cheek, pulling you closer to him before living a soft kiss on your lips – catching you out of guard. However, you kissed him back and while the two of you found the right pace for your kiss, he slowly leaned on you, holding himself on top of you letting his arms support his weight.

Passion got the best of you two – being at the beach didn’t matter at all. You needed love, touch. Every inch of your skin was eager of Jotaro’s touch, and he just couldn’t get enough of you, of your kisses, of how you made him feel. That night felt as if you finally let go of all the emotions you felt, letting your bodies explain how much you wanted each other.

When he drove you home, he left a small kiss on your lips wishing you goodnight, before disappearing into the dark of the night.

The next couple of dates always ended up the same way; you just couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves. You weren’t quite sure what type of relationship you and Jotaro had. Was it just sex? Was he your boyfriend? What were his feelings towards you? Every time you saw each other you ended up in bed, or talking about everything but you and your relationship. You knew exactly what you felt, but you couldn’t quite tell whether your feelings were reciprocated.

He told you he didn’t quite enjoy relationship and what derived from them, and that was what made you so insecure about your relationship. You remembered him telling you how he easily gets bored of people, and how he wasn’t the type to be into someone for much. This small talk the two of you had time ago still haunted you like a ghost, and you just couldn’t ignore it.

Until one day, while the two of you were lying in his bed, he let a “thank you for being mine” slip out of his mouth. That phrase almost made you jump, giving you an heart attack. “Yours?” you replied, your face lighted up with the biggest smile you ever made.

“Mine.” he repeated before pulling you in his arms, ready to start another round. This enabled you to finally gain the courage to ask him what was happening between the two of you. “Yare yare daze..” he sighed. “I thought it was clear we make a great couple.’ he said smirking.

Months with him passed rapidly. Both of you were living a true love story, enjoying every moment you got to spend together. --

“I’ll never get bored of you.” He said, placing a small kiss on your cheeks. “I don’t even think of letting you go, Y/N. I’m here to stay.” he continued, before putting you on top of him letting his hands wonder over every piece of your body.

“I love you, Joot.” you said, your eyes shining just as the first time. “Yare yare..” he mumbled before leaning in for a passionate kiss, not giving you the chance to reply and pulling the sheets over your heads, ready to show you how much he loved you.

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shimzus-a3 · 3 years

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NAME: sen , senny poo if ur angie

STAR SIGN: gemini

HEIGHT: 5′ 6″

WHAT’S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?

PUT YOUR SPOTIFY ON SHUFFLE. WHAT ARE THE FIRST 6 SONGS THAT POPPED UP?

アブノーマルが足りない ( not enough abnormal ) - arukara

OH MY LITTLE GIRL - ozaki yutaka

リリィ ( lily ) - shimizu bonnou

凩 ( winter wind ) - yourness

そなちね ( sonatina ) - tempalay

リア ( rear ) - rib ( idk why i expected there to be at least one english song )

EVER HAD A POEM OR SONG WRITTEN ABOUT YOU? yes ! i’ve done poem exchanges with friends where we did this , and last year on valentine’s day my roommate’s boyfriend wrote all of us some inspirational carpe diem-esque poems because we were all single and stressed haha

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PLAYED AIR GUITAR? last night at karaoke ...

WHO IS YOUR CELEBRITY CRUSH? i don’t know if i have an ongoing celebrity crush , but there are plenty of celebrities i think are really attractive. sophie turner makes my head swim. and i keep telling my students that abe hiroshi is my ideal type but it’s kind of a joke LSKGJD

WHAT’S A SOUND YOU HATE; SOUND YOU LOVE? i really hate the 7am/5pm song that they play in my town every single day. there was an nhk drama filmed in my city almost 10 years ago and the city council took the show intro and outro and used them for the songs over the town speakers. at first it was cute but now it’s irritating every day. but i do love rain sounds , and two of my friends here have really really lovely singing voices that compliment each other so well ( even though their best song is wonderwall ).

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? no

HOW ABOUT ALIENS? yes , though not the classic bulging gray head type. i just think it’s likely that there’s some other type of life out there , even if it might be at a very very early evolutionary state compared to earth’s life. idk.

DO YOU DRIVE? yes , but not in japan because i’m horrified of how narrow the roads are.

IF SO, HAVE YOU EVER CRASHED? nope !

WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? dracula by bram stoker. the last book i finished all the way through was a quiet place by matsumoto seicho

DO YOU LIKE THE SMELL OF GASOLINE? occasionally. on long road trips where i’m already a bit nauseous from travel , i can’t stand it. but if i’m filling up my tank normally , then i like it.

WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW? i think maybe it was the bombardment ? or the new batman movie.

WHAT’S THE WORST INJURY YOU’VE EVER HAD? not really that bad , but i once scraped my knee down to the kneecap and i have a gnarly scar now. i don’t wear shorts in public because of it ( ultimate kiyoko move ).

DO YOU HAVE ANY OBSESSIONS RIGHT NOW? lawson just released a new gochujang chicken onigiri filling and it’s delicious as expected , and i’ve also been listening to a lot of true crime podcasts lately so maybe those two things ?

DO YOU TEND TO HOLD GRUDGES AGAINST PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE YOU WRONG? i don’t think so ? a lot of times i just distance myself and then over time we grow apart , or i pretty much forget because i have a lot of stuff going on that usually outweighs other people’s actions

IN A RELATIONSHIP? yeah no and no thank you

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 : @pontevoix

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 : i feel like everyone has been tagged mebbe but if u haven’t then i tagged you :3c

#about sen uwu uwu owo :sparkles:

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collecting-stories · 4 years

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Your Father Says - JJ Maybank

Request: hey love ur stories btw obviously so can i get an imagine for jj where inspired by forget what ur father says by the vamps it's ok if u don't wanna write it.

A/N: I’m not obsessed with JJ running away, you are. Just kidding, it’s me.

Outer Banks Masterlist

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~cause a boy like me and a girl like you got no degrees and a lot to prove.~

“This is a bad idea.” You said, standing in the middle of the living room holding your duffel bag in your hands. You had packed all the clothes you would need and any essentials you could think of between the duffel and the backpack on your back. “JJ, are you listening to me? This is a bad idea.” You repeated, watching your boyfriend as he pulled a few of your dad’s beers out of the refrigerator and into his cooler.

JJ stopped what he was doing, standing up and looking over his shoulder at you. “It’ll be fine.”

It was JJ’s idea. On a rare day that you were able to duck your dad’s watchful eye and meet JJ down by the marsh, he suggested the idea that the two of you runaway. Not forever and not far, but just for a little while. Just to get away from your dad and JJ’s dad and the Outer Banks in general.

“We could take my cousin’s van and just go.” JJ had suggested, “it’d be awesome. Camping all over the country, sleeping under the stars. Just you and me.”

“I don’t know. My dad would never let me.” And it was true. You knew there was no way in the world that your dad would let you go anywhere with JJ. He didn’t even want you seeing the boy that he deemed ‘a lost cause’. Kids like that were nothing but trouble and you weren’t ever going to let that kind of trouble into your life.

“So, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“I can’t just go.”

“Why not?”

Your dad couldn’t watch you all the time and it hadn’t taken long for JJ to become an unwavering part of your world. You snuck out to a party when your dad was away for a weekend and the next thing you knew JJ was sneaking into your room. He was the one who thought about leaving and decided to put the plan into action but you were happy to go along with it. If only a little freaked out about what your father might do if he found out you had left with the only person, he had expressly forbid you from ever even talking to.

You followed JJ out to the van, watching as he loaded the cooler into the trunk. “No, we’ll get caught. My dad said if he sees you around anymore, he would-”

“And he won’t see me around anymore.” JJ pointed out, “if we leave now.”

There was only a small window of opportunity while your dad was at a doctor’s appointment to leave and make it to the ferry. If you missed your chance there might never be another one.

“Okay. Hold on.” You put your duffel and backpack on the ground for JJ to load into the van and hurried back inside your house.

“We gotta go.” JJ called, following after you, standing in the open doorway. He kept glancing over his shoulder as if he could hear the car coming down the road but it was just phantom noises putting him on edge.

“I’m not gonna disappear from my house and not tell him anything J. He’ll literally freak out if he comes home and I'm missing.” You explained, grabbing a pad of paper and a pen from the counter and beginning to write a note to tell him that you were leaving. You tried to think of all the things you wanted to mention, that you would call, that you would be home before the end of the summer, that you were safe and happy and with a friend (you were careful to say friend) as you rushed through the letter.

“You aren’t missing, we’re just...taking a vacation.” JJ replied.

You stopped writing for a moment to look over at your boyfriend, a brief moment of panic seizing you, “a vacation out of North Carolina. He’s never even let me off the island, do you know how freaked he’ll be when he realizes I’m leaving the state?”

“We’ll be back.” JJ stressed. He finally came back into the house, letting the screen door bang shut behind him as he came over to you. He put his hands on your upper arms, rubbing his thumbs against your skin to comfort you.

“And your cousin is okay with us using his van?” You asked, trying to run over all the things that you would need to know about the trip. Did you have everything you needed? Would you be safe? Did you have enough money? It was all starting to sink in.

JJ laid a kiss against your forehead when he caught the look of anxious terror that crossed your face. He knew exactly where you were going. He had gone there a time or two as well though for a different reason. “Yeah, totally.”

“Okay.” You nodded. You looked at JJ and took a deep breath, letting yourself focus on the boy in front of you and not the mess you were potentially leaving behind. “okay I’m ready.”

“You’re ready ready?” He asked, making sure you weren’t having second thoughts. He’d unpack everything if he had to but he didn’t want to stay another minute on the island.

“I’m ready.” You promised. “I want to do this.”

“It’ll be good and we’ll be back before you know it.” He let go of you, stepping away and heading back toward the door. You signed your name and folded the paper before laying it on the table for your dad to see.

“I know, and I want to go. I want us to go.” You said, following him back outside, stopping on the porch to lock the front door. “I just...my dad is going to be pissed when he finds out I’m gone JJ and I’m just really freaked out what he’ll do when he gets home.”

“Well I don’t want to stay here and find out.” JJ replied. “Let's go. You left him a note, so let's hit the road. We can call him when we’re out of NC and then when he screams, we can hang the fucking phone up.”

“Okay.” You pocketed your keys and walked down to the van, getting in the passenger side as JJ started the car up. As he pulled out of the driveway you chanced a look in the rearview mirror, watching your house get smaller and smaller in the distance, unable to stop the smile when you thought of a summer away with JJ.

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sunlightandsuffering · 3 years

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We’re basically writing corruption porn 🧍🏻‍♀️ didn’t even realize 😭 anyways I’m still on the road 🙄

Drunken encounters 🏃🏻‍♀️ same au because I’m on a roll lmaoo. They’re both drunk at home bc mikasa prefers being drunk in her own environment rather than a big scene (mikasa is giggling which is always a good sign and eren is a bit more than tipsy) they start on opposite sides of the couch then miki is sitting in his lap and at one point of the night she’s resting on his thigh, one leg on either side of it. Erens hands are resting on her own. Baby gets a funny feeling in her tummy and tells him but he just laughs. Slowly sliding his hands to her waist, his leg shifts the tiniest bit. Oh boy does that get her…. almost crumples into his chest because something felt so good and she doesn’t understand. Eren can’t help but ask her what’s wrong (he already knows stupid asshole) he’s once again feigning ignorance and uses the grip he has on her waist to rock her once on his jean clad thighs and asks if that’s what she meant. This time she’s fallen forward and is panting so softly next to his ear and they’re both in a drunken haze when he promises her that he can make her feel good just like that if she lets him and she agrees. He spends the next hour or so rocking her slowly on his thigh, bringing her to the edge but never letting her come or go faster until the very end. There’s just a pile of mikasa jelly at the end of it… she passes out on top of him right after 💀 he just knows he’s been ruined for every other girl because if he can fucking come in his pants from those pathetic little noises she made… he’s so fucking whipped.

I made the executive decision that Eren is also in denial as much as he accepts loving mikasa 🙄 lost his shit the second he processed it. Unintentionally mean maybe? Frustrated at the fact that he likes her? Maybe but he could never hold too much of a grudge. Not against her. Who knows 😌

Omg and about her touching herself to Eren and whoever he’s screwing:

Though she likes to believe she’s grown immune to the lewd slaps of skin hitting skin and high moans of the girls Eren brings home, the walls are kinda thin and she can hear everything. He teases her calling her a pervert asking if she likes it and of course she says no…

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BABE EDGING AND THIGH RIDING??? ADFS;JKL CAN U STOP, UR RUINING ME, HOW AM I JUST SUPPOSED TO GO ON AFTER THIS??

AGH, that's just a fucking lethal combination, HOT! But also his abs too. They're wrestling which is a common occurrence because Eren MAKES SURE, it's a common occurrence because pinning Mikasa underneath him and having her completely at his mercy is his absolute favourite pastime. Perfect excuse for all the little touches he wants and sometimes he takes his shirt off and convinces her she should too because 'you're hot too right Miki? you don't want to get your shirt all sweaty right babe?' and then one day Mikasa does it and she actually pins him, well he lets her pin him and she's wearing those tiny biker shorts he loves so much that show off her ass and she ends up straddling his stomach and he moves just a bit and she bites her lip and then after that it's all over because Eren knows. He knows exactly why she's biting her lip and now clamouring to get off him but he grabs her hips to keep her in place because 'Miki we're having fun, don't leave now, it's been a while since we've hungout like this and I've missed you.' It hasn't actually been a while but Eren knows exactly what to say to get her to stay and he ends up rocking her over his abs and getting her all worked up while he talks her through it, asking her all kinds of questions and watching her struggle to reply coherently until finally he grinds her particularly roughly over the hard ridges of his abs and after that she's gone and Eren lets her fall onto him in a slump, telling her she won the wrestling match.

omg 🍑 anon why are we like this?? WERE JUST OUT HERE WRITING CORRUPTION PORN ADSF;JKL I hope ur having a good road trip peach anon, 10 hours sounds like absolute hell

#this really got away from me #btl💕#besties to lovers ♥️#besties to lovers

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songs to steal a train to: a district 3 playlist (alternate title: i really, really like trains)

1. Sleep on the Floor by the Lumineers 2. King of the Road (She and Him cover) 3. Hard Travelin’ by Mandolin Orange 4. On the Road Again by Willie Nelson 5. I’ve Been Everywhere by Johnny Cash 6. Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen 7. Atlantic City by The Band 8. Married in a Gold Rush by Vampire Weekend 9. Truckin’ by The Grateful Dead 10. Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan 11. California by Joni Mitchell 12. Carolina In My Mind by James Taylor

1. Sleep on the Floor by the Lumineers

If the sun don't shine on me today And if the subways flood and bridges break Will you lay yourself down and dig your grave Or will you rail against your dying day

This felt like a good place to start! It literally starts with telling someone to go pack lol. And it’s all about leaving behind expectations for you and pursuing adventure, using a sort of apocalypse motif. Felt very fitting.

2. King of the Road (She and Him Cover)

I know every engineer on every train All of the children and all of their names Every handout in every town Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around

Now THAT’S what I call a train song!!! Hell yeah!! I love the nostalgia for this song and its sort of nursery rhyme quality. It sounds like the kind of thing you play on the harmonica while you ride the rails. Good stuff.

3. Hard Travelin’ by Mandolin Orange

Well that whiskey'll never hold you like a good girl can When the nights get lonely it can be your only friend Hard traveling down the road I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low I'm feeling bad boys, I'm feeling low

Can you tell I’m listening to one artist and one artist only during this AU lol. But yeah I think this song is all about how lonely life on the road can be, and ya know I thiiink our lil gang of rebels will be okay (looking at you, Selene/Sol and Kitsune/Siren 😉And we all know this is classic Simber). But it’s just a vibe and I bet some people ARE lonely in the legion!!!

4. On the Road Again by Willie Nelson

We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way Is on the road again I just can't wait to get on the road again

Alright this isn’t really PLOT relevant but you can’t have a road trip playlist without this song. Like King of the Road, it’s a real harmonica on the railroad type song. And it’s got a hopeful quality that I think is important!

5. I’ve Been Everywhere by Johnny Cash

I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road, When along came a semi with a high an' canvas-covered load. "If you're goin' to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride." And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside. He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand. And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land!"

This song is just silly and fun. I hope everyone sings along on the ride to Enchantra. Love the vibe of just people giving each other rides across the country to seek adventure.

6. Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen

The highways jammed with broken heroes On a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight But there's no place left to hide Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul Oh, someday girl, I don't know when We're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go, and we'll walk in the sun But till then, tramps like us Baby, we were born to run

This is incredibly self-indulgent and doesn’t really fit the vibe of the playlist. But COME ON!!! This song awakens something in my SOUL. Especially this last part. Love u Bruce Springsteen xoxo

7. Atlantic City by The Band

Well, I got a job and I put my money away But I got the kind of debts that no honest man can pay So I drew out what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

This also is more about vibes than plot relevance. Society has rejected you. You have no money. Your relationship is kind of failing, but you really need to not be all alone. So what do you do? FLEE THE STATE! I’m not saying Enchantra = Atlantic City but... idk maybe I am

8. Married in a Gold Rush by Vampire Weekend

Something's happening in the country And the government's to blame We got married in a gold rush And the rush has never felt the same

Shared a moment in a café Shared a kiss in pouring rain We got married in a gold rush And the sight of gold will always bring me pain

I feel like this song can be for disillusioned Victors. This society raised you up and rewarded you with riches, but you’re left with all this pain and trauma. And you don’t know what to do with that, so you run away. Everything you were promised isn’t really what you hoped for. Everything that glitters... isn’t gold!

9. Truckin’ by The Grateful Dead

Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times, I can barely see Lately, it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been

I love this song for a road trip. It’s got everything: long, rambling guitar solos and lyrics about being on the run from the law and a very long story about various towns. I think being in the Legion can feel like that, after many years. Being on the run in general. A loooong strange trip.

10. Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan

How does it feel, how does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home A complete unknown, like a rolling stone

This song to me is for all the rich kids/Capitol kids/Career district kids who defected. And might feel a little in over their heads. They feel idealistic about joining the cause, but they have no idea what real hardship is like. How DOES it feel???!

11. California by Joni Mitchell

Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read Just gives you the blues

I just thought after Bob’s angry rant it might be nice to have a sweet chill song about homesickness. Because that’s for real. But Enchantra might also be California. The promise of a new life and a new home. And I just love Joni’s voice in this.

12. Carolina In My Mind by James Taylor

Dark and silent late last night I think I might have heard the highway calling Geese in flight and dogs that bite Other signs that might be omens say I'm going, going I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Ending on a mellow note. Maybe you didn’t make it to Enchantra. But you’re still dreaming of a better life. That things can be different. This one’s for all the people the Legion lost. And for hope! This song makes me emo sjkfaalsfh

That’s all! Hope you enjoyed ur ride

#it counts bc D3 is transportation #my second playlist is always full of 'this song was vibes alone'#i PROMISED a train playlist HERE is the train playlist #bdrptask

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