#this morning was 'my phone didnt charge last night'

[jacqcrisis]

Coworker who is late by 5-20 minutes every fucking day: I'm a creature of habit!

Me: I noticed.

[warriorfujoshi]

phone doodles just figuring out how to draw him (scuttles around on all fours) (sniffing) (dancing) (hanging on like a spider monkey) (chasing h

[minasweep]

lowkey so mad I fell asleep (/´△`＼)

[monawriteslol]

“did you just pull that out of your dick?”

a/n: kinda shitty and really short but i’ll rewrite it in the morning, just had this as an idea and didnt wanna forget 😭

warnings: mentions of dick, swearing

"TOM!" you yell through the tour bus, "give me my fucking phone back you piece of shit." you say while walking up to his tour bed.

 "i dont have your fucking phone now leave me alone" he mumbles, burying himself underneath his blankets. "you're lying." you say, crossing your arms, "just gimme my shit back and i can leave you alone." you huff while trying to rummage through his bed to see if you can feel in underneath his pillow or something.

"(y/n), i already told you i dont fucking have it." he grumbles, pushing your hands away from his bed, "why do you think i have it anyways, bill probably took it." he says. " i know you have it because you said you were gonna take it last night so you can delete that picture i took of you taking a shit."

Tom pauses.

You wait for him to say something, anything that might prove you wrong. But he stays silent, and the weight of his silence feels like an admission of guilt. You feel your blood boil with anger at his blatant dishonesty. You know that picture was harmless, just a silly snapshot of Tom caught off guard. But he's always been so touchy about his image, always so obsessed with how he comes across to the public. You can't help but wonder why he cares so much. "Tom," you say, your voice tight with frustration, "just give it to me, i'll delete it in front of you." you plead, trying to negotiate with him. "fine." he grumbles, pulling your phone from out of what seemed to be his boxers. "DID YOU JUST PULL MY PHONE FROM YOUR DICK BRO?" you scream, a look of shock written all over your face. Tom is losing his shit, laughing and pointing at you. "yeah-" he says trying to catch his breath, "I thought you'd appreciate the personal touch." You roll your eyes, feeling a mix of disgust and amusement. Tom always knew how to push your buttons. "Okay, hand it over, you sicko." You hold out your hand, trying not to wrinkle your nose at the thought of touching your phone after its journey through Tom's boxers. Tom hands you the phone, still chuckling to himself as you quickly unlock it and delete the picture in question. "There, happy?" you ask, showing him that you deleted the picture. Tom looks at it with ease, still grinning from ear to ear. "Ecstatic," he replies, his eyes sparkling with mischief. You shake your head, unable to completely hide the smile that's tugging at the corners of your mouth. Despite everything, you can't help but feel fond of him, even when he's being an infuriating dick. "You're lucky I'm not pressing charges for indecent exposure." "Yeah whatever, you wouldnt dare," tom yawns, "you love me too much." he smirks before laying back down in his bed, falling back asleep.

[kaiserkisser]

youre gonna hear it anyways actually i override your choice☺️🙏

ok first. let me set the scene. finals are all next week. this is my last week to do any schoolwork. ive been busting ass like its NOBODYS business to get my 25 page thesis in on time with reliable information and atleast some quality of writing. i have been fending off full body sciaticas and flare ups since last monday. my health is reaching near rock bottom like it always does in december.

now picture this. youre me, sitting in my bed at 8pm yesterday. i just finished farming for wriothesley when i get a text message from my thesis partner that she didnt complete anything and is backing out of her end of the project because the topic is too difficult (its on architectural and historical relevance like. think renaissance shit its very hard to explain but i get it and thats all that matters). i stare at my phone in disbelief. she had half the workload. that leaves exactly 40 hours to get this entire show on the road ALL BY MYSELF. i begin to tweak out

so i have two options at this point

one - i am running on 3 hours of sleep. i can feel my muscles start to seize whenever i stand up. its getting close to the end for me. i do nothing about this and turn the thesis in as is and face embarrassment infront of 75 of my peers

two - i am running on 3 hours of sleep however i conveniently just purchased a case of celsius all for myself yesterday and i have no shame in cracking two open this fine evening. i finish the research in one day and assemble the next, leaving around 10 hours of free time if done correctly

three - cry

i chose option two. duh. so 7am approaches the next day (this morning) and i realize i feel asleep at my desk. MAJOR mood killer as my laptop also died and and i need to charge it before manically speeding off to class before getting my ass whooped by the truant department because ive been tardy EVERY DAY THIS WEEK for reasons unbeknownst to me. i freak out

i get up from my desk. my entire right leg crumples. i feel my hip dislocate. i panic. i shove myself against the wall and hammer a gnarly bruise into my opposite side to knock it back into place. at this point im on the verge of tears and im like shit how am i supposed to drive i need my cane and my leg is so unsupported. i panic AGAIN tripping over myself to grab onto my cane and my desk at the same time and hobble off into my kitchen to discover that its not actually 7am, its 8am. the very conveniently placed analog clock on my desk has never adjusted to daylight savings and is therefore an hour behind. im so unbelievably cooked

at this point its between me going sent straight to the deans for truancy or staying home and giving myself work time. i choose work time

i plop right back down into my little chair and dont leave until it is quite literally dinnertime. its 8pm. i am just now realizing i have spent 12 hours straight at my desk. this is going to be the end of me

i stand up AGAIN this time with the help of my cane and realize my phone was in do not disturb for everyone but dear cherry so i didnt see the bajillion missed calls from my friend saying shes bringing goodies for me. great. i dont even know where she is

she shows up at my door and i look like a hot MESS let me tell you. havent slept in nearly two days. my hair is in disarray because i couldnt be bothered to take it out of the clip from the night before so its half falling out. im wearing a tshirt that says “wait im goated” with a cat on it. truly my most presentable

i open the door for my dear friend and i get showered with insults on how i am literally viktor arcane because of my walking cane. i shrivel up, take the goodies, go back inside and FUCKING TRIP AGAINNNNNNN this time on my GODDAMN CAT so now i feel bad because its like great. i didnt mean to hurt my baby. but i am now immobile on the floor.

i start losing my mind because all work-mode noah could think about was food now. i go to the kitchen. my brother is in there with my dad and they are making grilled cheese sandwiches. i tell them about the day ive had and how if i manage my time wisely i can actually sleep a full 8 hours tomorrow. the world starts to rejoice

my dad gives me a grilled cheese. one thing turns to another and i end up eating a whopping FIVE grilled cheese sandwiches. im ravenous. i start telling my brother about the thesis issue and how my partner backed out two days before the whole thing was due. this thing has been my pride and joy since september. my brother looks me dead in the eyes and goes

“didn’t think i’d be living with kaveh in the flesh, but here we are”

i lose my mind. i realize hes right. the hyperfocus. sleeping at my desk. my goddamn outfit. its all adding up

i somehow managed to embody kaveh for the past 36 hours and i didnt realize until i was way too delirious and sleep deprived to even care if i ate. to say i was shocked was an understatement

so now i sit in my bed contemplating if the thesis is even worth it. (im about to go work on it until tomorrow night. please save me. i didnt think thered be this much work)

anyway. thats my week in a nutshell. i hope this brought you a chortle or two🙁✋

LMAO i approve keep rambling i love it 😹👍

why did that remind me of that one line - let me just, set the scene- from disaster by conan gray lmaooo

oooffff that sucks bro same 😭😭 except my exams r going on rn and oh god 😭 DUDE????? FYM 25 PAGE THESIS. IS THIS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO ME IN A YEAR WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL. BRO RN IN SCHOOL WE WRITE 400 WORD ESSAY AND SOMEHOW PEOPLE STRUGGLE WITH THAT WHAT R THEY GONNA DO IN UR PLACE LMAO and bro oh my gosh please FOR THE LOVE OF GOD take care of yourself!!!?!?!?! urghhhh i hope u get better soon bc wtf 😭😭

ngl if my thesis partner did that i would show up at her house to kill her /j

12 hours straight at your desk. my dude. are you serious. are your fr. i can literally see why you kin kaveh. go and REST!!!!!! OR ELSE YOULL LITERALLY COLLAPSE AGAIN

indeed that is so absolutely presentable!!!!! NO NOT THE CATTTTT NOOOOOO give the cat hugs from me :((((

IM REJOICING TOO IMMA CHECM UP ON YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU SLEEP 8 HOURS THAT IS ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL ‼️‼️‼️‼️i literally agree with your brother sm whatt atp i literally think of you and sometimes go kaveh and go wait no your name is noah not kaveh /silly

is it worth your health ⁉️ and my dude thats one FREAKING HELL of a week- TAKE BREAKS TODAY AND TOMORROW. EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO WORK, TAKE SOME BREAKS. BETWEEN WORK. DO. NOT. WORK CONTINUOUSLY FOR HOURS AGAIN. ITS NOT GOOD FOR YOU. ill be watching you. /j 🫤 you darn better take care of yourself. ☹️☹️

[orlamccools]

vent post under the cut- if youve got advice id love to hear it

so. ive been talking to this guy for a long ass while, you can scroll thru the last tag on this post to see what its all about, but long story short is this: i asked him out two saturdays agoto my friends going away party (which was held this past friday). hes met this friend once before, and we planned to meet at her place and then maybe go out to the bars after

entire week he is super into it, texts me more often than normal, creates a spotify blend for the two of us (w that feature that lets you combine your tastes into a single playlist) like im getting VIBES. and he asks abt our plans!!!! we make a solid schedule!!!

night of the party he texts me at 8:45 checking in to see if its all happening and i say yeah. i get home from work, change, then get to my friends house and text him that im here. he doesnt respond for an hour and finally says something abt how he has to charge his phone before coming out. im like ok man whatever i just want to hang so do what you gotta do. another half hour passes and then he hits me with the "hey idk if im gonna make it out". im disappointed by this, so i respond with like a "damn that kinda sucks :/" message. at this point i expect him to stop messaging me, but then he texts me quite literally for the rest of the night. like he literally doesnt stop until i text him that im walking home.

saturday i see him in person for a short period when he does the close out but another driver fucking also comes to sweep the store and just. will not stop talking to the dude in question. he like tries to get away twice but between customers and this other guy we dont talk like at all. after the other driver leaves and the store is closed he comes back in to use the bathroom and like stands by the door for a moment so i like look over but all he does is smile and wave then leave.

SATURDAY NIGHT. he texts me at like 8 responding to a text i had sent the previous night asking if im going out again tonight. i said yeah (bc a separate friend had a party) and he was like bet lemme know where youre at i might stop by and see you. i send him the address of the restaurant and proceed to hang w my friends until midnight. hes again texting me all night abt getting ready to head out but when we finally leave he hits me with the "finally leaving now where should i meet you". at this point i am exhausted, as ive just finished my first week of classes, had drunk heavily over the past 48 hours, and had worked a 13 hr workday that day. i text him and say im like too tired im going home and hes like damn :////

yesterday night. i do an eras movie night w my friends and i send a picture of the opening sequence to the ppl i have snapchat streaks with. he snaps me the rest of the night and is like "ohhhh you should have invited me" and stuff like that and its like. i didnt invite you for a multitude of reasons but like you ditched plans once this weekend and kept pushing back the other time i tried to invite you out, so why do you think i would ask you a third time???????

and now im just confused bc like. he seemed sooooooooo into it all week and then as soon as it was time for things to happen he just didnt show and kept stringing me along. im also lowkey pissed bc i wanted to hang with him and i was SO anxious abt asking him out (like i literally threw up twice friday morning bc i was so anxious abt how the day was gonna go). im just frustrated and like i had thought he had gotten the vibe that i was into him romantically bc it sure as shit seemed like he was reciprocating, and now im not even sure what to do anymore.

[pbandjesse]

I ate entirely to many mini Oreos and now my stomach hurts. But for the majority of the day I actually felt good! I had a really productive day while waiting for our door to get installed. It was really a good day.

I didn't sleep amazing. I would throw up really hard ore and painfully last night. And then even water and milk tasted bad. I would eat a spoon full of peanut butter to try and make myself feel more settled. And it helped. And I was able to fall asleep pretty fast. I would wake up a lot but it was whatever.

James says that I was very deeply asleep when they left. They gave me a kiss on the head still. They also left me a really nice note. I love them so much.

I felt pretty good this morning. I decided that I should try and accomplish as much as possible before I stopped to eat breakfast. I thought the inertia of moving would help me get stuff done and I was very right.

I started with a shower. I washed my hair. I got dressed and made the bed. I felt cute. I felt focused. I would feel kind of the best I have in a few days and it made me really happy.

I would get a lot done this morning. I put Ruby the Roomba a upstairs to clean. I would run the dishwasher. I put things away and tidied up the studio. I finally cleaned my one shadow box frame and glued down most of the rocks from the Ren faire. I'm really happy with that.

I would clean out the hall closet and under the bathroom sink. I'm really happy with how that came out. The hall closet is kind of a bad shape/size but I moved all of our bath towels to under the sink. So it's just the bathroom cleaner products and towels. And then the closet is all the beach towels, hand towels, and pharmacy stuff. And I moved a good amount of cleaning stuff to the basement like I wanted. I need to clean under the sink in the kitchen still but this was a lot of work!

I would put away all the shoes I brought in from the car. And did some sewing. And finally had some cereal.

After cereal I would hang out outside for a little. Sweetp and Crabcake were out there chilling. I dug up the dirt in the outside enclosure and am trying out having the green house in there so it can warm up and be a nice little space for him. I tried using the logs around it at first but he used them to climb on top and that is dangerous so I moved the logs. But I think he'll get a good amount of use out of it.

I had a lot of dirt under my nails. I cleaned them and the doorbell rang. Two of the curtains I got for the baby room came! I was confused that all 4 didnt come at once but that's okay. The other two will be here in Saturday. And they look so good. I'm excited to get them hung up. I need to get a curtain rod up but that's not a huge deal. We have one in the basement I just don't know if I have the brackets. I'll look around.

I would spend an hour or so working on cutting and measuring and tying all the yarn for my temperature blanket. I got August ready to knit. I know it is October and I am very behind. But I have a plan for catching up and I believe in myself.

When I was done that I was now in the window for the door install. 1-5. So I didn't want to get to involved in anything to time consuming. I would make lunch. I tried to make rice and veggies nuggets. And somehow overcooked the nuggets and undercooked the rice. I still ate it but it wasn't to bad. Just strange textures.

After I cleaned up I put away the clean dishes. I brought all the laundry downstairs. I hung up the tiny medicine cabinet I got for the bathroom. And I think it looks great.

I would lay on the couch for a while. My phone wasn't charging though. All of our cords are broken except the one in our bedroom. So I bought a few on eBay before just going upstairs to charge my phone for a bit.

I would pay my credit card. And watched videos. And waited.

The door guy would come at 4. And he was really nice. It was two people. An older guy and a younger guy. He asked if they could come in from the back and I walked him over so he could look and decide if he could swing it. And he figured it out. While I was out there watching how they were going to park in the green space I noticed that the persimmons are starting to turn colors! Pretty awesome.

The door is everything. It took about two hours to install. I stayed downstairs in the kitchen to watch but still be out of the way. I was very nervous when they were using a sawzall without any eye or ear protection. But our door frame sucked and had to be cut up all over because it was installed so poorly. But the new door is great. It has a full frame!! The door doesn't touch the ground anymore so there isn't a gap!! But the best thing is the window. The light!!! I was so pumped.

James got home around 430. And they would start making dough for pizza. And since they would be downstairs I would go upstairs to lay down while they worked.

James would come get me when the door was done. And it looked so good. Total game changer. The light it lets in is perfect. And just in time for it to start to get cool out and even if we don't have the door open we still have all the light. I'm thrilled. It was expensive but it was absolutely worth it. And soon we will also have a storm door. It is so cool.

Hopefully at some point in the next year we can also replace the front door. But for now I am just thrilled around this big change.

James would finish up the pizza. And it came out really good. They did a garlic butter brush over the whole dough and it made a big difference. We hung out on the couch and had dinner and it was nice.

James was sad about how bad the Orioles season ended last night. But they were trying to not let it make everything else upsetting. And still would play DND with their friends. I would chill on the couch and eat to many Oreos. And to try and help my stomach feel better I came upstairs to take a bath. And that is what I'm doing now.

But I think it's time to get out of the water and get cozy for the evening. Tomorrow I am dropping off the stickers for the flag house. And then I'm going to the zoo with Celia. Yes it's the second time I've gone to the Maryland zoo this week and the third time I'm going to w zoo this week but also I'm excited to see animals. I hope I feel good and it's a good day. For you as well. Sleep well everyone. Good night!!

[fangirlstorycreator]

Terry KK3 X Reader

Context: You and Terry are fed up with John, and decide to prank him 💚

The last few weeks have been a nightmare, John was winding up both you and Terry, and it was getting too much. He just wouldn't help around the dojo or he would get inbetween you and Terry, which was much more difficult considering you were newlyweds. You and Terry would go home exhausted from having to deal with him, and you had both had enough. One night after you get into bed after your shower, you just sit in bed watching a few tiktoks, scrolling through randoms videos while Terry was getting out of the shower. You hear his feet as he walks back into your bedroom, wearing just his boxers. "Hey baby, are you ok?" "Hmm? Yeh I'm fine...just a little tired that's all"

He climbs into bed and lies next to you, looking up at you as you still have your phone in your hand. "Is this because of John?" "How did you guess?...yeh I just, I dont know, I don't understand what's got into him lately. He isnt letting us have a single moment to spend together at the dojo, and even when he does, he makes a mess elsewhere and makes us tidy up after him! It's just annoying that's all" "I know what you mean baby, I feel like he is trying to keep us too busy to spend time with eachother. But I'll have a word with him and find out what the issue is" "Thank you Terry, honestly I was so close to giving him a smack in the face today" Terry chuckles and rests his hand on your leg "Mmmm, I would love to have seen that"

You giggle too, and just as you were about to put your phone on charge, a tiktok came onto your screen, at it looked very interesting. "Hey Terry, check this out" "What is it?" Giving him your phone, you see two people prank their friend, and its hilarious. "Oh my god, how could she fall for that?" "I dont know Terry, but it's very funny.....wait a second? I think I have an idea" "Do tell" "John does his weekly shopping tomorow doesn't he?" "Yes...oh I can see something clever brewing in that beautiful brain of yours" "I say, we prank him at the shop tomorow, as payback. What do you say?" "Hell yes!...now, why dont you put that phone down, and I can help you unwind? I have been imagining it all afternoon" "You dont need to ask me twice..."

The next morning, you and Terry drive to the big food shop that John goes too, and when you see him arrive, you wait for him to go in, and sneak in behind him. You watch him go down any aisles, and let him fill up his shopping trolley about half way. Then John makes his way to the back of the shop to use the bathroom. He left his trolley outside, and that's where you and Terry strike. Acting like a pair of giggling school children, you both start hiding an assortment of diffrent items you collected in the shop, and they had their prices removed. Once it was all hidden, you ran back and hid in one of the aisles, just before John came back out. It was another ten minutes before John headed to the check out, but you both didn't care, you were just trying not to get spotted.

John finaly made it to the till, and he was never one for organising things on the moving counter, he just piled it on and put it in bags at the end. You and Terry were leant against the wall where people walked out after their shopping, and you had your phone, ready to record. It was a good distance away that John couldn't see you. The lady behind the check out tried to beep an item but it didnt work, so she turned her tannoy on and made one of those announcements the whole shop could hear. "Check out 3, I need a price check on extra small comdoms" "WHAT?!" John said out loud in suprise, he couldn't see it but you and Terry were in tears of laughter. "I also need a price check on a single cucumber, an extra large tub of vaseline and a pot of hemorrhoid cream" You had never seen John look so embarrassed, he had no idea what was going on.

You and Terry's stomachs were hurting from the laughter, and it was all recorded on your phone. When John started explaining that it was all a mistake, and it wasnt his things, you and Terry run outside so you could laugh as loudly as you wanted. You couldn't keep it in, you were both in fits of giggles when you were outside too. "That was so god damn funny! I cant belive we got him!" "Oh god Terry, I loved pranking John! The look on his face was priceless!" "Right!" About 10 minutes later, John finally emerges from the shop, looking like he just wanted to run away and hide, when he sees you and Terry leaning against his car, looking very proud of yourselves.

"Oh for f#ck sake! It was you too?!" You and Terry start laughing again, and John looks very unimpressed. "What's wrong with you both?! Do you know how embarrassed I feel after that?!" "Oh yeh we know, and just incase you forget about it, we have it all on my phone too!" "You what?! Why would you guys do this?!" Terry smiles at you, then stands up away from the car. "John, this was our way of teaching you a lesson" "A lesson for what?" "You haven't let me and Y/N have a moment together in the dojo for weeks. I dont know what your reasons are for being so intrusive lately, but it needs to stop" John exhales, he knows that Terry is right.

"Alright, I guess I deserve that. Look I'll keep out of your way alright" "Thank you John, we still want to hang out with you, but we also need our space. Thanks Johnny" He gives John a friendly tap on his shoulder and let's him put his shopping away. You and Terry walk away hand in hand to your own car "I cant belive how funny that was, I'm so glad you suggested pranking Johnny, Y/N" "So am I, and now we have something to use if he acts up again" "Hell yeh...so? What do you want to do now baby?" "What do I want to do? I think that question should be 'Who' do I want to do..." "Oooh, is my beautiful wife in need of a little loving? Well then, lets get you back home, and give you exactly what you want..."

[itsmeevie01]

Older Gen Z here!

when i was little, my family lived back up against some woods - my brother and i spent our early years tromping through the backwoods of the Ozarks.

we didnt have a lot of range, but as long as we could hear mom yell for us, it was fine.

when we moved to the city, it was different. we had a block in on direction to play, and we spent most of our time screwing around on the access ramp to a river that had turned into a drainage ditch.

we both joined the cross country team at school (in 6th grad and kindergarten) so that we could get our energy out and not be causing trouble at home. i would like to point out that we didnt live in a 'burb. we live IN the city.

by the time i was in 8th grade i was allowed to go on runs in the morning, as long as i went before the main thoroughfare next to the house got too busy, i didnt cross into the county (the line was the "river") and i didnt go near the train depot a block away.

my brother and i really didnt do well in the city, we were too cooped up, and missed tromping in cow pastures and following deer trails.

the youngest (now 10) was born in the city right before we moved to Satan Armpit Florida. there were fire ants, sand spurs, and 100% humidity. yetch. i tried to run, and i was allowed to run as far as i was willing to run back. but it just...wasnt great. the baby of the family has never eaten dirt, never goes outside, and is scared of everything.

when i was in highschool, i kept forgetting that i had a cellphone, and would routinely forget to charge it or bring it with me. because of that, i generally forgot to answer any calls or texts i got.

we got life 360 - everyone is on it. everyone

my parents, my brother and i, and my grandparents

everyone

if i was out at 3 am, everyone knew

if i was somewhere i didnt say i was going, or i wasnt supposed to go, everyone knew

if i didnt answer my phone, the cavalry would go to my last known location

there was no way to do anything silly or crazy or dumb

when i was in high school, i did everything under the sun - student Gov, Show Choir, Theatre, Costume Designer, ran the morning announcements, mentorship club (as a mentor), vollyball, tennis, track, cross country, and worked part time

when i left for college (an hour down the road) I was in day classes, worked part time, and was taking night classes at massage school.

i knew the (very few) who had the "typical" college experience, but compared to my dad's stories (he's gen X) of drunken nights, hanging beds from the ceilings with chains, and vandalizing the university, I had an altogether mediocre experience in school

except for my roommate who stole my ADHD meds, bitched that I had more than black and white in my closet, and kept the ac at 90 in FLORIDA

but she wasnt that eventful - she moved out during fall break...i was too colorful for her

my 21st birthday was spent going out with my mother's women's group, where they tried to get me as drunk as possible (I have an incredible tolerance).

then my friend who shares a birthday with me took me out to one dance bar where we hung out for another hour - that's it!

that is the only time i have been able to afford to do more than brunch with maybe one or two drinks.

since then, its been back to the grind for years...

my dad was a latch-key kid. my mom was the perfect daughter who got away with everything because her parents didnt believe she would ever do anything wrong.

when my dad and i talk now, he always comes back to something along the lines of "kid, i am so proud of you. i see what young people do these days, and i dont think i would be able to do it"

every time he says that, it always hits me hard. 'cause fuck

all that to say...we never had the free range my parents had. we never truly had the third spaces my parents had. as we got older my (middle) brother and i have felt like the constraints are a noose tightening to the point where we have to physically uproot our lives and move hours away to have the space we need to grow, that we didnt have when we got younger.

is it safer? i dont know.

what i do know is that it definitely feels like i missed the quintessential adolescent times of Fucking around and Finding Out that teach you how to operate in the world around you.

i dont know. take that as you will

Maybe this is the wrong platform to pose this question given the average tumblr user but

Is it just me or did our generation (those of is who are currently 20-30 ish) just not get the opportunity to be young in the 'standard' sense?

Like, everyone I talk to who's over 40 has all their wild stories about their teens and 20s, being young and dumb, and then I talk to my friends and coworkers and classmates, and we just... dont.

[sweetttae]

my fuckin brother so damn irritating for what. he genuinly dont give a shit bout anybody else and he so fuckin spoiled. he is 11 with a screen time the same number as his age, gets no sorta discipline, and doesnt give a fuck aboht anyone or anything. you try and parent him gently, he dont listen and do whatever the fuck he want. you get mad and yell at him, then he gets mad at u lime we didnt ask him fuckin nicely calmly parenting him the last 99 times. my dad think jus cuz he cant hit us he cant discipline his kids at allll, so my dumbass brother growing up being set up for failure in life.

literally the other day, like 2 days ago he took my fuckin slinky and was spinnin it n shot and me and my sister told him to stop bc ts gets all tangled up so easily, and we were super nice abt it. my sister was liek calmly expalinging to him that "those slinkys always break so easily so be careful with it and like dont toss it around like that." he has 100 other things he can fodget with hell be fine not throwing a slinky around. but guess what he did. he kept fuckin spinning it and it literally knotted itself and when we told him off abt it obviously upset he got mad n fuckin stormed out. me and my sister spent idk 15 mins tryna unravel it. and listen its NOT ABT THE SLINKY. i couldnt give less of a fuck abt it, its just plastic its whatever. its just the principle of the situation. we softly told him not to do that specific thing, he did that and broke the toy, we got upset, he got upset and left without saying nothing. after my sister talked to him for a good idk how long, he finally came to me and was like "sorry" and hugged me, and it was over. its never that serious its a slinky, its just his attitude

today he took my charger again. every fuckin day he kills his damn phone and dont give it to my mom to charge at night so he wakes up in the morning with a dead fucking phone. then he fucking takes my charger without asking or telling me then leave it wherever the fuck he want then i gotta go on a scavenger hunt for that shit. all bc he wanna be an inconsiderate piece of shit. listen i dont care if he uses my charger. just fucking ask me, or let me know youll take it, then put it back where ya fuckin found it. literally was wlakin all around the house fucking pissed the hell off tryna find my charger bc i thought i just misplaced it and didnt wanna wake my brother up just at 1am for it to be like under my pillow ot something. but i just kept looking and nothing then i woke his ass up n asked him n he like "oh yeah i left it downstairs by the couch" bitch what the FUCK is your problem. oh my fucking god he pisses me off so fucking bad i UGHHHHBBBBBBHHHH

hes also so clearly neurodivergent, his actions and behaviors. but then theres my dad who is literally setting him up to fail in life and making life harder for him than it already is for neurodivergent people. my brither doesnt give a fuck about anyone or anything and he has no sympathy. he hates saying thank you and sorry, and only says please because that was the only mannerism drilled into his brain. its just annoying. then anytime my mom tried to parent my brother my dad gets mad and is all like "hes just a baby dont bug his brain like that" BITCH OH MY GOD.

[riggedbones]

i slept in crazy style this morning my phone didnt charge and died last night so my alarm didnt go off

[spontaniuss]

I've never felt so alone while being surrounded by many people.

Its Friday March xx, 202x. This is what I am sure of.

I swore I just woke up today, did my usual routine and got to school but something felt of. Im not sure if I just ate something bad last night but my mouth feels chalky and dusty as I am brushing my teeth. I pay no mind to it at first as I am going to rinse it off, but that feeling wont leave me. I walk back to my room and get ready for my day. Keys, wallet, phon- Wait. I look to where it is supposed to be at, next to my bed on its charger, but surprisingly its not there, just a pile of duest that mist have settled throught the night. I sigh as I realize this is another dask I must do when I return from work. But now, I panic. I dont know how late I am to work and realized I didnt wake up with any alarm. I run through my house and find it sitting on my dinning room table. Huh, I must have forgetten after I ate dinner last night.

I click the side button to find out how late I am today. No luck, its dead. Great. I wipe the phone screen onto my pants, noticing that it also has baby dust bunnies settled onto it.

I dont even bother to have breakfast, never really was my routine anyways and just run out the door. I run to where my car is supposed to be at, but i just find an empty parking space. No broken glass, no broken rools. Not how I expected my day to begin. I start walking to my nearest bus station, knowing if I just get to work, I can charge up my phone and call the cops. My mind starts racing and panicking at the scolding from my manager. Luckly, he is a big goof with a big heart. He will understand, right?

I walk into the store and imidiately get greeted "Hi, welcome to xxxx" I laugh it off, its a running gag at this point.

"Hey guys, sorry Im late, someone stole my car-"

"Oh, did you have an appointment?" Soira asks while looking at me quizically.

"Haha, an appointment to work" I respond as I walk towards the back rooms to clock in. I imidiately get stopped by Alfred. Alfred glared down onto me, using the height difference to highlight his anger.

"Hey boss, let me clock in, let me-"

"Am sorry, who are you? Only employees back here"

"WOW ALFRED! Im late a few moments and you no longer remember me, such a friend you are!" I joke at my boss while I poke his side to make him move out the way.

"Ma'am, I think you may have been mistaken, Alfred and I are the only two that work here" Soira states. Her blue-gray eyes pierce through me in pure confusion. I chuckle a bit before looking at her.

"Soira, you too? I know im just a transfer, but I have been here for at least a month, you two MUST be pulling some sorth of skit huh"

Soira and Alfred look at each other in what I assume to be genuine confusion. A cold sweat runs down my back and im suddenly being escorted around the counter.

As confused as I was, i began to ramble, "Guys, what ever prank yall are pulling, this aint funny anymore. I was already having a shitty morning, I dont need this too. Come on, I transfered from the Northside location. Soira you solde 5 products yesterday to a family of 3, Alfred, you were just bitching how our regional manager doesnt give us freedom. I can show you yesterday's numbers too. I have them on my pho-"

"Okay, I dont know what elaborate prank YOU are pulling but this isnt funny. For you to know sensitive information is creepy, and judging by how you were going to the back to 'clock in' is already terrifying. Please, call your previous location to clarify this."

When those words left Alfred's mouth, I can only feel what I can only describe at dread. That uneasy feeling returned and punched me in the gut. I look down onto my shirt to make sure Im in uniform. Its not like I would continue going head to head with them.

"Okay, can I borrow a Samsung charger. I need to make a few calls."

Soira reaches under the counter and hands me a new looking charger. I take it and akwardly walk towards a corner table, plus it in and wait a few minutes before the screen of my phone flashes white and turns on.

57 missed calls, 103 messages. Great.

I click on ignore and rush to my phone keypad. I dial my mother's phone number and it doesnt take long for her to answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey ma, do you think you can help me, I-"

"WHERE ARE YOU?? IM GOING TO PICK YOU UP, ILL BE RIGHT THERE, PLEASE STAY ONTHE PHONE WITH ME, DONT LEAV-"

"Ma, im okay, my car got stolen, im currently at my job in the southside location, my phone was dead so i probably couldnt answer because of that"

I heard wailling from the other end of the phone and I couldnt help to just roll my eyes. Mom has always been overly emotional but this. This is a bit much. She really insisted on staying on the line as she rushed over to pick me up. I could hear my younger brother screaming in the background as I can assume as pure terror. He never liked hearing mom cry or being in a super fast vehicle. I can only imagine the terror of those two combine.

Eventually, my mother pulls up in her blue mini van, only that it looks more rusted and banged up than what I remember. She gets out of the car and runs over to hug me and usher me into the car. The ride home was just filled with silence and quiet sobbing. I know better than to ask what is wrong. Tears and driving do not mix, and whatever has her in this state must be terrible. No need to make it worst.

As we pull up into my mom's driveway, I notice my car parked deep into the garage. My older brother is just standing outside with his hands on his hips, looking at me amused. I cant help but laugh and point it out to mom. She looks at me at as if I had grown 3 heads.

"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE? YOU HAVE BEEN GONE FOR 7 MONTHS, AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS LAUGH AT US???"

I blink at my mother's harsh words. I look at her face and notice that she is serious. I couldn't help but check my phone. Still Friday March xx, 202x. Yup

"Ma, what you mean 7 months? I was here yesterday when Drima told us he is graduating soon. I was here when father told us about a new project at work", I open the door and step out the car, getting that same feeling of dread pulsing through my chest. Soon that was pushed aside when Drima bombarded me with a hug. I held on to the door, hoping i dont get knocked over. I slowly turn around and look at him starting to tear up. Never in my life have I seen my older brother tear up, except when his guinea pig died of old age. Its like he had accepted the fact that I trully was gone.

Taking a deep breath, I finally manage to mutter, "I think we need to go inside and talk, this is too much"

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"Are you sure you werent kidnapped?"

"No, I litteraly remember yesterday and everything what happened"

If the feeling of dread was overwhelming before, its suffocating now. I kept on being asked the same questions over and over, trying to find any flaw in my story, any detailed I missed out, any information to call bullshit on. My family's faces turned ghost white as I summerized their lives for the past 7 months, without missing a beat.

Their shock was shared with my best friend and boyfriend, who promptly arrived when they heard of my reapearrance. I was walked through the house as if I had lost my memory. Nothing was different than how it was yesterday. My mother had to step away to wail some more, and my father finally came around to see with own two eyes the 'truth'. I kept trying to ask questions, but no one seemed to be answering. I started believing in these crazy stores that 'maybe I was a ghost' or 'maybe I jumped dimentions'. These theories kept swimming in my head, but I can not recollect anything being different. In the midst of this, squad cars appeared at the front of the house and two officers walked in. Like any soap opera traditional police questioning, they of course had to question my sanity.

"Im telling you officer, I have all these details fresh in my mind. I woke up, in my bed, went to work, they wouldnt believe me either"

"Are you sure you werent just hallucinating, you know, letting the ol' brain getting the best of ya? Did you maybe run away with a boyfriend?"

"Absolutely no way, I was just with Jun the day before yesterday. I promise you, this is isnt hallucination of shit"

I began to question so much. For example, if I trully was gone, how was my apartment paid and my phone bill paid. How do I have explicit memories of things said. Why are some things different but not others? The officers eventually let me be alone to my thoughts for a moment, as they informed my mother that I might need to see a psychiatrist or an exorcist. That I had really lost it or playing a really sick joke. I felt like a child, where no one will hear because 'they dont know any better'. Retreating back to my room was the only thing that made me calm down. Entering it really felt cold, like no one had been there for a while. Light dust coated my desk and dresser while my bed was neatly folded and tucked, like my mother likes it to be.

"Lex, we have to talk"

I turn around and Jun was just leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed.

"Jun, please, if you're going to sit there and just call me crazy, please dont, I-"

"No one says youre crazy"

"Really? Cause Im currently about to loose my shit and you are here wanting to 'talk'. Your pose and demeanor doesnt really scream supportive boyfriend"

"Aw, come on Lex, no need to be like that. I just wanted to hear the answer without any bias or prejudice"

Jun walked towards me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into an akward hug. The person who was my santuary is now a source of uncertainty, polluded by the clouds of uncomfortable air. The arms who used to contourt to my body now felt like twigs just wrapped around me. You would think something like this wouldnt just change over night. I slightly pushed him away and continued inspecting my room in silence.

"Lex, I just want to know, did you run away with someone?"

Those words echoed in my room, as if the furniture was non existant. For some reason, that question stung more coming from his mouth than the police officers'. I knew turning around to face him was a terrible idea. I knew that my next steps would lead to me slapping or shouting at him. Tears overfilled my eyes quickly, not out of sadness, but out of frustration. Shakly, I managed to compose myself and give him an answer after what felt like like hours.

"No, for fucks sake, Jun, I did not run away, if I went to dinner with your parents on Wednesday!"

"...are you on drugs?"

Ignoring Jun from that point seemed like the better option. Gaslighting me is certainly not something I am fond of. My head started swirling, and I opted to sit down on my desk. I advised Jun that I wasnt feeling good and to please exit my room. The air behind me shifter to hesitation, neverthe less I could hear him shuffle his way out and close the door behind him. I looked out the window momenterely and sure enough, everything looked the same like yesterday, but it wasn't. If i am to continue with the idea that I really was missing for the last 7 months- I can already tell I am in deep shit.

I search in the drawers next to me for any journal or scratch paper and a pencil. If I am to continue with crazy town, I should write everything I remember from the last 7 months. Opening my the 3rd drawer to my left, it made me remember that it had a false bottom. I took that false bottom to reveal a teal notebook. I could not seem to place it in my brain of when I bought it or where, but that it got there sometime last week. I opened it up to a new page and wrote everything. Absolutely everything.

Jun's Birthday, bought a build a bear and wrote letter as gift

Drima's birthday was the day after, took him to his favorite restaurant, he ordered mash potatoes and made him laugh so hard that they came out through his nose.

Mom got a new makeover 2 months ago and turned his skin orange for a week.

Got a new promotion and transfered to a new location.

Change my car's oil 4 months ago at xxx

Sent Jess a curious meme about life partners and friend soulmates yesterday.

Went to the mall 5 months ago when I decided to buy a new couture dress. Jun was happy that I finally spent some money on my self-

Reality suddenly hit me like a truck when it came to finances. If I hadn't worked for 7 months, how was I affording my lifestyle. I pulled up my bank account. Surprisenly, it was as if I had not even touched my account. Even the loading screen said last log on : December 23, 20xx. My brain broke in half reading that. I know I logged on a week ago, and if I really was missing for 7 months, my log in screen would have said September. Checking my account, money had certainly been rolling into my account as well. Check from my employment had been rolling in with the notes stating it was for "family help". I add this to the list of things I have been keeping on my newly found notebook, grab my keeps and make haste to my car.

"Where are you going?"

I turn around and my mother was standing there glaring at me and my keys.

"Ma, I need to go to work. I need answers"

Jess was standing behind my mother with a hand on her shoulder.

"If it makes you feel any better, Ill take Lex to her workplace, Mrs.M"

Jess walked up to me and took the keys from my hands, "but I'll drive".

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The car ride there was quiet. When you are friends with someone for so long, you find that words arent needed to convey a thought. It wasnt until now that I realized how tense my body was. I got confirtable in my seat, when suddenly Jess spoke up.

"I heard you got into an argument with Jun"

"Since when he goes and reports to you?"

"Lex, you have to understand. Someone getting up one day after missing for 7 months like nothing happened, its a tough pill to swallow. We mean well, and I really want to believe you"

"..But?"

"No buts, I just want to believe. You have an incredible memory recollection. Plus, ive been knowing you for the longest. You love Jun, you wouldnt just run away like that."

I sit in silence and look at the passing view until we come across a red light. I notice how the light post is filled with 'Lost' pages with my picture on it. Jess must have felt my nervousness because she reached behind me and pulled a newspaper that must have been sitting at the back of my car and handed it to me. Looking at it closer, the date October 22, 20xx flashed to my eyes before noticing the headline.

'Missing 24 year old in freak accident'.

[epaily]

hi, some information no one asked for 10 hours later because i have chronic overshare doesnt know how to stfu syndrome

> house is fine

>im fine save for a tiny burn on my arm that may of not even come from last night (and that i didnt even notice til i was in class at 10:30 today lmao)

i do not remember this, do not do this, i dont ever do this so i dont know wtf happened but last night i fell asleep on one of my phone chargers (not charging a phone)

this charger is magnetic, and also the second one like this ive had. the first one i got scared of bc i somehow got metal shavings in the center and it started sparking 😬🥲

im 99% some of the shavings transfered to the port that stays inside my phone, which then transfered to the second charger. pressure + sparks + no where for them to go = very intense burning heat that fuzzy woke up disoriented to at 5 in the morning

after swiping around for a minute and finding something excruciatingly hot wtf i found the tail of the charger in my bed and the top part that connects to the phone part was completely melted lmao

the (VERY BRIGHT!!) led inside had gone dead which if the heat wasnt an indicator that something had gone wrong then this definitelty was

theres also an led light on my powerstrip and that was dark too so i panicked and thought i killed the strip but the light came back on as soon as i unplugged the charger. outlet is otherwise fine. not even a black spot like thr last time i had an electrical mishap

im going to try to clean the port part of metal shavings bc i have one more magnetic charger but i dont wanna use it if somethings gonna go wrong a third time!!! the charger for my other phone is a 2-in-1 so i can still charge it not that it would be a huge deal if i couldnt

wrapped and hung up the defective charger and went to bed 15 minutes later for another hour of sleep :)

good morning it is 5am i almost burnt my house down

[princesssmars]

something new pt.II

a monet de haan x reader

the royals of constance billiard have invited you into their ranks, and the princess seems to have a motive.

contains: slighttt angst for kinda shitty parents in the start/middle. mostly fluff and me loving monet. maybe some ooc moments. the writing style changing every section. not really proof read we die like men.

a/n: writing this i realized that the group in ggrb does. not have a name. so corny ass "the royals" it is ! <3 this took me forever but im inspired by gg spotify playlists and pure gay yearning. also what the hell do you call someone with black hair.

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if there's one thing you should have expected from becoming friends with the royals of constance billard, it was how quickly they got stuff done.

on your way home from the charity benefit hall, you opened your phone to see that the six enigmas you had met at the party had all followed you and already added you to a group chat. as soon as you open it you already see audrey tagging you and telling you how you're all meeting up tomorrow to go shopping, apparently. lucky you.

once you arrived at your parents townhouse, maybe one of the only things you found bearble at this point was your new home, for its gorgeous interior and exterior and your spacious room, you rushed inside and up to your room so as to avoid whatever bullshit about your behavior they're going to chastise. after cleaning yourself up and getting ready for bed, you laid down and typed ‘sounds like a plan. see u tmmrw.’

putting your phone on your nighstand to charge, you were left to stare at your ceiling and ponder over what happened tonight and asking why. why did these people gravitate to you so quickly? did they just want another rich kid to add to their posse? you knew people just used each other often in your world of the rich and powerful, but god did it seem unappealing.

as much as you hated to admit it, you wanted real friends. hell, maybe even a girlfriend.

as the thought crossed your mind, a certain brown skinned girl with ombre twists crossed your mind, making you jolt up in bed.

“no…no no no dont do that.” you whisper and smack your cheeks, trying to convince yourself that no, you didnt have a crush on probably the most beautiful girl you've ever seen. that was crazy. pure insanity.

it made no sense. you could tell the kind of person she was, the queen bee, (technically the queen bee's second hand, intriguing), the girl everyone wanted or wanted to be and she knew it.

she also seemed a bit mean, which you were normally into.

but you didnt want to get yourself hurt.

not after what happened last time.

and so you fall asleep, thinking of pretty clothes and fake smiles.

youre rudely awakened by your alarm at around eight am, set the night before so you could get ready for the day ahead. you get up from bed, struggling to not check your notifications and messages on your phone before making your way to your on suite bathroom. in there you do your usual morning routine, rinsing off your body in the shower and doing your facial routine at the sink.

once youre finished, you head over to your closet to pick out an outfit when youre phone starts ringing. you see the caller id is max, and you swipe on the green to answer. "hello? you get up ths early too?"

"nah, but i had a feeling you would be. seem like the early bird type." max's voice drawls through the phone, still deep with the effects of sleep. "are you up at the asscrack of dawn because youre excited or because youre used to it?"

you laugh slightly, flipping through your pants and your skirts. "a bit of both, actually. my parents always made me get up really early so i know i have time to do everything. but the sunrise is also pretty."

max's voice laughs through the phone. "thats a good reason, ill admit. personally i like the sunset better."

"then i guess we've come to an empasse..." your voice trails off, finally finding a suitable outfit for looking nice but also being comfy while you walk around. "im about to get dressed, should i call you back?"

"nope put me on speaker, we've got things to talk about before we go shopping today." he states. youre confused, but put the speaker on anyway, giving him the go ahead to start talking.

"alright, youve probably already guessed this because you seem smart, but we all kinddd of want something from you." his bluntness makes you giggle.

"want something? from me? i sure hope its not my money." you joke, smiling as you hear his playful scoff from the phone.

"trust me, we're covered on that front. it was really julien and monets idea to bring you into the group, which congrats for getting in at the speed of light, by the way. i wasnt expecting any new additions considering weve all been mostly best friends for years."

this was monets idea?, you think to yourself as you finally wiggle into your clothing. there was a bit of a connection last night, but you didnt think it was strong enough for someone as seemingly impassive as her to start indoctrinating you into her friend group.

"what do you mean by mostly? you all seemed close from what i saw." you question.

max sighs through the phone, telling you that you might have guessed wrong. "its...a bit complicated. ill explain more of it later. my dads are calling me for breakfast. by the way, do you want me to pick you up later? i dont mind."

"sure, i want to hear all of the group secrets on the way there, though." you joke, laughing harder when he gives a fake laugh through the phone before saying your goodbyes.

after youve gotten dressed and made sure you had everything, you head downstairs to get a quick morning snack before the drive.

after grabbing your quick bite, youre stopped in your tracks by the sight of your mother in the doorway. she's wearing sportswear and her skin is slightly sweaty, meaning she just came back from her morning run. she eyes the food in your hand and you scoff, brushing past her to the front door.

for the next few minutes you stand in front of your home, scrolling through your socials and lightly listening to music until a honk makes you jerk your head up. in front of the sidewalk sits a very nice white car, with a smiling brunette boy looking straight at you.

"hurry up! i dont wanna hear audrey badger me for being late." he yells, making you match his bright smile. you get comfortable in the front seat, already vibing with the song he has playing from his spotify and the sweet smell of his car.

"do you really use a jelly bean air freshener?"

"i needed one that fit my personality."

"ah, i was wondering why i liked you so much."

throughout the drive to the mall, you get closer and laugh more with max, showing each other your favorite songs and laughing at each others lip syncing. after a few minutes, you finally ask him the question thats been on your mind.

"what did you mean earlier when you said you all...mostly got along?"

he stares straight at the road for a few seconds, the corner of his lips quirking up. "do you still talk to the people youve known since you were little? and i mean really little-preschool age."

you think about it beofre shaking you head. because of your parents frequent moving, you didnt make any solid connections. hopefully that would change soon.

"well youre kinda lucky. it sounds great when youre young to be best friends forever but in high school people...change. it starts slowly at first but it gets more noticable. i mean, when we were kids aki was like the mediator of the group, but now hes more impassive. audrey was the mother hen but now shes more overbearing, the list goes on." he rants, his voice sounding more melancholic as he goes on. "dont get me wrong, i love my friends but...everythings changing."

you nod along as he talks about his worries, giving him someone to vent to and taking in all of the information hes telling you.

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max parks and you both make your way to the entrance, and he laughs at the look on your face when he says next time you should use the subway.

once inside, the rest of your new group of "friends" come up to you both.

"yn! i hope you made it here alright, hopefully max didnt talk your ear off on the way here." aki says, standing in front of you hand in hand with audrey, who smiles at you.

"youre just soo funny, menzies. you really should pursue a career in comedy." max jokes dryly, punching his friend in the arm playfully. as they start a playful arument, audrey takes your hand and pulls you over to where her and julien were standing.

"its so nice to see you again, yn," julien greets you and takes your arm in hers, audrey taking the one on your other side, "todays gonna be so fun, i promise. monet and luna are over in gucci, but i was thinking of heading over to saks..."

"why dont we meet them in gucci? then we can all shop together..." you suggest, your voice trailing off when you catch the look max is giving you in the corner of your eye.

julien smiles, tugging you along.

you get to the store, eyeing the collection of clothing, purses, and shoes. after a few seconds of looking around, your eyes connect with monets from across the store.

luna is next to her, the noirette talking lowly while shes observing a heel in her hand. but monets eyes stay on you, humming along to whatever shes saying-

"i think this would look pretty on you, yn," audreys soft voice yanks you out of your trance, holding up a cropped coat up to your chest, observing it from all angles.

"yeah, you're right. but its still august, isnt it a little too soon for a coat?"

"it'll get cold quick." monets voice pops up from the other side of audrey, startling you a bit. "didnt you live in maine previously? i wouldve thought all they had was lobsters and snow."

"i traveled with my parents in the winter months often, so i didnt feel the cold. but there were some perks of living there. a lot less...trash."

monets eyes widen and audrey barely stifles a laugh at your comment, the former slightly glaring at the two of you. audrey composes herself quickly.

"monet is right, once it hits late september the temperature starts dropping quick. youre buying it." audrey thrusts the piece of clothing in your hand, starting to look for more in the expensive collection.

monet still stands in front of you, smiling at you with an emotion in her eyes you cant quite place. but if you had to guess, it was nothing good for you.

"what do you want from me?" your bluntness shocks her out of her stupor, the girl crossing her hands on her chest.

"why do you think i want something from you?"

"lets not act coy. i just got here and your merry little band is trying to make me feel as if ive been here for years, and i know you have something to do with it."

she continues to smile at you, tapping her manicured finger on her arm. "and just why would i do something like that? i dont even know you."

alright, this was just pissing you off. "look, im not gonna turn into one of your little pawns. so whatever dumb ass game you're playing, leave me out of it."

"oh, yn," she sighs, bringing her hand up smooth her soft hand down your face, "you're already on the board. and trust me, when the time comes for choosing, youll wanna be on our side. now, lets go shopping, hm?"

you open your mouth to rebuttal but she shuts you up with a wave of her hand, moving directly to your left to loop your arms together and continue walking through the store.

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despite some hesitance brought on by your inherent suspicion and monets ominous words, you will admit you had some fun with the group at the mall and going around to see the sights of new york.

but maxs comment from the car rung in your head often, and you noticed how they all had little groups within them. monet and luna mostly stayed to themselves if they weren't getting julien picture perfect for a picture. said julien really only seemed to connect with audrey, talking to obie but his face looked...conflicted?

during your observation your eyes yet again catch on monets, who just gives you a little smile and a wave.

you had a feeling this wouldnt end well for you.

eventually the sun starts to set and conversations start to dull, with julien suggesting you all come to her place and chill and to record some stuff for her instagram. julien calls her drivers to pick you up, but because of the uneven number, someone is going to have to sit by themselv-

"join me in the second car. i wanna talk." monet whispers from behind you, causing a shiver to go down your spine at the sudden nature of it and her closeness. intrigued you oblige, crawling into the back of the suv behind her and settling in.

its quiet for a handful of seconds, only the faint noise of the city and the moving car surrounding you.

"what do your parents do?"

the question throws you off. you would have thought she had done extensive digging on your history.

"theyre in the investing business. they just look to colleges with the most promising alumni and fund their programs. guess they also invest in start up businesses. but frankly i dont care and want nothing to do with it, and im confused at why you're asking me this."

she sighs, as if debating if she wants to speak - or really if she doesnt. she closes her eyes and rubs one of her temples with her fingers before pushing what she wants to say out.

"im asking because i want you on my side. everyone treats me like im just one of juliens dumb followers and that what i do is a joke but its not. i want to actually do something and make a business for myself, thats why i push her so hard. i dont want to join my familys company and i can tell you dont either."

you nod along to her words, not going to ignore her opening up to you. "buttt what do you need me on your side for? are you going to start some kind of war or..."

"i love julien, i really do. we've known each other since before we started teething. but shes changing and becoming this...sentimental wannabe good girl and i know eventually shes gonna leave me and my management in the dust. when it happens i need something to fall back on."

"so what, you do all of this shit for me just to be your back up plan?"

"i did it because i need to trust you. and i need you to trust me." she states, looking you dead in the eyes. you can see the sincerity in her eyes, and you hope its real because if not she was a really good liar. "besides, i know alll about what happened at your last school. you may try to act like some impassive above it, all cool girl attitude, but i know we're a lot more alike than you think."

your heart stops the same time the car does. the sincerity is still there, but nows its sinister. manipulative. and if you were being honest, kinda hot.

"think about what i said. and dont mention this to the others, ok?" monet composes herself, getting out from over you when the door is opened and youre still frozen in place.

you're snapped back into reality when she grabs your hand and helps you out, pressing her shoulder to yours as you walk into the lobby of juliens building. you dont know whether to be scared or excited when she whispers in your ear again.

"it can be our first little secret."

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this. took me forever. and kicked my ass. but season two is here so i rushed. id appreciate any feedback bc ik the plot right now feels messy but hope yall enjoyed anyway <333

[obsessive-ego]

Beetlejuice cant tie a tie

I got a little off topic, but we get to it eventually

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Nsft mentions and bonus

A day off like any other, your phone buzzes to life at 11am, you groan at the sound, but you cant sleep all day, even though you really want to. As you shift to turn off your phone, you feel the familiar dead weight, you huff.

"Beetlejuice"

Ever since you let the ghoul into your home he has made it a habbit to sneak into your bed with you, at first he would leave before you woke, but now? He just makes himself at home, claiming that your bed is so comfy and warm, and way more lovely then the couch, honestly you didnt mind, his pajamas were clean, and he kept his hands relatively to himself, and lets be real even if you protested he'd still do it, just something you got used to over time, and enjoyed, as much as you wouldnt admit it, sleeping with another person did help you sleep at night, but you weren't exactly ready to open that can of worms.

You nudge the demon

"Beetlejuice let go"

The ghoul had you trapped in his arms, wrapped tightly around your waist, as his face was buried in your hair, his legs tangled with yours, the demon was spooning.

You squirm again, this time a tad more aggressive.

"Keep wiggling like that sugar and you'll give me a boner" he groans, more mockingly then anything else.

"Let go so I can turn off my alarm and start my day" you huff

Beetlejuice tightens his grip around your waist.

"No can do sweets"

"Beej please, I need to be an adult today"

"Oh babes, you can EASILY be an adult in bed~ but fine, if you must" be dramatically let's you go fawning hurt, you simply roll your eyes as you take your new freedom and leave the bed to reach your beeping phone on the table across the room.

Following your example, beetlejuice gets up too, and with a simple snap of his fingers his black and white pajamas were replaced with his trademark suit, the ghoul straightens him self out, adjusting the jacket and tie as if he had somewhere important to be.

You couldnt help but feel a tad jealous at that, to be able to get ready for the day in a second, something like that could shave a good amount of time off your mornings before work routine.

You usher the demon out of your room stating you needed to get dressed, though he did plead to stay and help, as always, you only replyed that youd take a rain check.

Reemerging from your room, dressed and ready to enjoy your day off, you head to the kitchen to make some coffee, your morning routine was simple, normally beetlejuice would chit chat with you as you made breakfast for the two of you, but it was strangely quiet, you havent seen the ghoul since you ushered him out of your bedroom, normally this ment he was hiding and getting ready to scare you, a regular occurrence.

Now something as simple as making toast and coffee now had you filled with anxiety, why did he always do this? You know why, he thinks it's funny. Your anxiety was short lived when a little note flutters down from the ceiling in front if your face, instinctively you grab it

'Babes, off scaring, saw you got new neighbors, be back soon~ xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo'

You sigh in relief knowing that bastard wasnt gonna mess with you today, yet you couldnt help but smile at all the xs and os, corny, but that was him wasnt it.

Like any other day off you try to catch up on house hold chores, and with beetlejuice out and about you can actually get stuff done, nothing against the ghoul, hell you loved having him around, it was just hard to be productive with someone so chaotic under foot.

...

Your day off went by pretty productive, you here you were, enjoying the peace and quiet, with a cup of hot tea and a book you've been meaning to read.

"HONEY I'M HOME"

Beetlejuice appears from literally nowhere in the center of the room you were currently residing.

you nearly jump out of your skin at the sudden outburst, no matter how many times the ghoul burst into your home that way, it always startled you.

You regain yourself, and with a small laugh you sigh "welcome home B"

The tips of the demon's hair turn a soft pink, something as soft as 'welcome home' from your lips sent him, how lame, a big bad demon from hell, getting all warm and soft from just a little breathers kindness, yet, he wouldnt want it any other way.

The ghoul is quick to slide next to you on the couch "ya miss me toots?~" he cooed leaning in and making an exaggerated kissing face, you snorted out a laugh and gave him a shove.

"Knock it off B, and yes I missed you, but I was more productive without you, so~" you laugh

"OH Y/N you are so mean, you would rather me be away so you can do boring breather stuff, then have fun with the sexiest dead guy you know? How cruel" the ghoul pretends to be hurt.

You laugh again "Beetlejuice, you're the ONLY dead guy I know-"

"Therefore the sexiest" he countered giving you a wide toothy grin

"You got me there I guess" you laugh and give beetlejuice a shrug.

As the laughter dies down you notice how roughed up your friend really was, more so then usual, more dirty, shirt slightly untucked, new holes in his jacket and pants, his tie undone, loosely hanging around his neck. Yes the ghoul was messy, but it looks like he lost a fight, and hell with his powers he could clean up in a second, maybe he hasnt noticed?

"Beej? What were you up to today?" You ask shyly, you didnt exactly like to butt into what the demon did in his spare time, mostly because if he wanted to share it with you he did it with gusto.

Beetlejuice freezes for a second, the shrugs

"The usual, messing with your neighbors, why?"

You gesture to his messed up clothes

"OH,  yeah, new guy down the hall fought back, you should have seen it babes-"

You sigh, not that you needed too, but you worried about beetlejuice, what if he got into a jam he couldnt get out of.

"What's up sugar?"

You flinch, beetlejuice must have caught in to your expression.

"Do you need a hand straightening up?" You mentally slap yourself at that suggestion, he can magic himself back together why would he need your help?

Glancing back up to the demon's face you swallow hard, plaster across his mug was a love sick dopey grin, his most and beard now sprouted pink patches.

"Please~" he purred, a word you rarely herd from the ghost.

You nod, slowly you start with the tie, grabbing on to the two pieces, you swear you saw the demon flinch, slowly but surely, you tie a simple tie, years of doing it for yourself for forced formal occasions, guess the info stuck.

You gently strengthen the knot, paying more attention to what you were doing, rather then who you were doing it for, if you were paying attention to beetlejuice you would have saw his wide eyes staring so intently on you, both hair and scruff completely pink, a soft smile plastered across his face.

"You know babycakes I would just LOVE to have you yank on my tie more often~" he purred

You flinch at the comment, being brought to reality by that delightful gravely voice of his, you stutter out a soft noise, unsure how to respond in your frazzled embarrassed state.

The demon continues "have ya drag me around, mmmhmmm, have my sweet little breather in charge"

You unable to think of a response, just sit in front of the demon, hands still gripping his tie, staring back at his face.

"I have to say I've thought of it often"

You DID yank the ghoul by the tie alot, to make a point and or get him to your level, him being taller then you.

"My little y/n riding me, using my tie as a leash, you being fully naked, while I'd be full clothed, sounds like fun maybe we should- urk"

That was a step too far for you, as hot as the idea way, it was till too much and too embarrassing, with a quick movement of your hand you tighten the ties knot around the ghoul's throat, as if to strangle him, not that he needed to breath, it did shut him up though.

"Harder baby" he croaked

At least you thought itd shut him up.

You let go of the tie and get off the couch, taking a step back.

Beetlejuice laughs, his soft pink hue shifting back to his default green.

"Oh sugar we done already? Not only are you kinky, you're also quick to finish" he snorts out a loud laugh.

"Cant we have one nice moment?"

"No"

You sigh, little frustrated with the ghoul's ability to ruin just about any moment, as if the ghoul sensed your mood, he was quick to jump to his feet and pull you into a side hug, you huff, still being a tad annoyed with him.

"Alright sugar, ya twisted my arm, not more dirty stuff tonight, I appreciate your help with the tie, how bout I return the favor?"

You quirk a brow, return the favour without saying something dirty? You didnt think the demon COULD do such a thing.

"Heres what I'm thinking doll, me, you, and the new neighbor down the hall, I'm gonna show you how I got messed up to start with, and play your cards right babes and I'll let ya tie me up again~" the ghoul winks at that last line, regardless of the innuendo you smile.

"Alright BJ I'm game"

The ghouls gives you a wide toothy grin

"Its showtime".

Nsft bonus

Later that night when you were dead asleep beetlejuice couldnt help but dream of you sitting on him wearing nothing but a coy smile as you rode him, he being fully dressed with his cock freed from it prison and being buried in your warmth.

You bounced up and down, yanking his tie, half for balance half cuz of the sound he made.

With a delightful dream like that, the ghoul did not last very long,

[lo-fag]

morning my phone didnt charge last night and im on the edge

are you an owl irl. is that why you cannot juggle

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