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pbandjesse · 8 months ago

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My lips are very dry and I think I am dehydrated. Because I've been talking for the last couple hours. Yapping you could say. And I just had such a lovely day that started so unbelievably stressfully that you would not believe it.

I slept okay last night. I felt really nauseous right before we went to bed but me and James stayed up a little bit later together and I would drink some more water and felt slightly more normal. And I didn't wake up much even though James said that sweetie was committing Kitty crimes all night. There was evidence. Stuff all over the ground that he pulled down. But I woke up with my alarm and felt pretty good. I even gave myself a extra 10 minutes. When I woke up it was drizzling but not raining too hard yet. I still have the coastal advisory of my phone so I would prepared and I wore my new rain boots which were very comfortable. I also packed my dock sandals and an extra pair of socks and my eyeliner and a sweater because I would be working at the museum tonight and I wanted to look nice. And James waited for me but they probably shouldn't because they would end up getting soaked on their bike ride and I felt so bad. I should have just driven them to work but they said no. I'm so sorry that they got that though I feel so bad about it.

My drive to work though was very scary. It was raining buckets at points to the point that I couldn't see. And people were driving crazy pants. And we had to go super slow at times and it was just not a pleasant drive to work. But I made it just a couple minutes after 8:00 and I was doing okay.

I knew that we didn't really have to be there till 9:30 so I had some time to work on my research for the shield designs and eat my breakfast and just kind of enjoy the morning. And that's what I did for about 40 minutes. Around 9:00 I saw a car coming up and I just assumed it was Sarah. And then I saw someone come up on the porch and I just assumed it was Sarah. And then that person knocked on the window and it was a man. And I open the door and I'm like hello. And they're like hey I'm here for the field trip. I was like excuse me. Because the field trip we had today doesn't have parents so what are you talking about. And it turns out that one of my Native American field trips was actually scheduled for today when I thought it was on the 26th.

This was so incredibly stressful. I thought I was going to throw up for about an hour. I told him oh my God I didn't know you're coming today but that is okay we're going to make this work I just need your help. And so me and him jumped on the gator together. I called Elizabeth and she told me to lean on the other staff. And as soon as Sarah and Rachel came in I sent them off to do things for me and Nick would come in and help me as well. They got the hacienda set up and would go and grab stuff from the lunch for me while I was running around like a crazy person.

Me and the dad drove the gator over to tools and dwellings at the Pueblo and I asked something about the schedule that I had printed and he was like oh no this isn't right It's only Three groups not five. Not even four. And I was like wait how many kids does this group have but I didn't ask that follow up question and that was my mistake. Because he ended up being wrong and it was four groups. And the original original schedule I had was actually correct and everything was fine. I got him set up and Sarah brought the rest of my materials up to the hacienda and of course the school was exactly on time at 9:45. And I was like on the verge of losing it. Thankfully all of my volunteer parents had shown up a few minutes after I got back from printing the schedule and I was able to walk them all to their sites and get them acclimated but most of them had already been here apparently from 2019 so I didn't have to worry too much and they all were honestly some of the best parents I've had in a very long time. Like most of my parents are great but these parents that we had were so good that like they could probably do it as a job. Like they were doing songs and dancing and just really filling the 35 minutes and I was just thrilled.

I had to catch my breath but once the bus got there I ran down and I chatted with them for a second just to get everyone on the same page and we got inside and I jumped right into it. And my intro was good but not as detailed and I didn't ask as many questions cuz I was a little overwhelmed. And one of the problems with being in the hacienda is that the one toilet is broken right now and just continuously flushes and it's kind of loud. And I felt really bad about it cuz there's nothing I can do about it It just keeps flushing. And I had to tell them like hey I know this sounds really scary but like I'll hurt you I promise.

And the intro went good and then we were able to jump into fibers and I timed it really well because I was worried when I finished my intro early but then I was going to have too much time and fibers wouldn't take as long but we ended up finishing fibers with enough time to then break into our groups and just kind of move slowly and it was like totally chill. And I remember this teacher from years past and she is great even though she frowns constantly and I think she's mad at me but she's not she keeps telling me how much she loves me. Honestly a bunch of the parents were on the walkie talkies today telling me how much they left me and how great they thought I was and that just made me feel really good.

I had a lot of moments today where people were just being really nice to me. I don't know if I just looked like I needed it but everyone was complimenting me and tell me how pretty I was. And I was just feeling good. And I got to be really good at my job and I love that.

The field trip itself was great. I seriously think I walked about 40,000 steps today though the way my body aches and I was making so many loops. I was just bopping from one site to the next and checking things out and while I was doing that I was also flipping rocks I did not find any good critters. But I did find witches butter twice. And that was very exciting for me because that's my favorite mushroom right now. And I ended up having some really lovely conversations with chaperone parents including one who offered to be on the lookout for me for supplies because she's a professional organizer and she comes across stuff all the time that people are getting rid of and she would love to have someone that she could contact about getting it and I am a hoarder pack rat when it comes to supplies. So that could be a lovely little friendship.

It was getting warmer and I was having a really nice day even though I was a little exhausted. And after lunch I would spend most of the last hour of my field trip wandering around lower camp photographing the shields. Would you like to guess how many shields there are down there? Because it's 92. So I found all of the signs that I could and hopefully did not miss any or many. I still have to do upper camp but Elizabeth doesn't think there's very many up there so we're not that worried about it. But I will be able to start my research and organization of the shields and that's really exciting for me because I love having a little project and this is one that I think will be really beneficial in the long term.

While I was walking around doing that I was also answering the walkie and doing my job. One of our kids had an allergy attack I felt really bad because they weren't allowed to give him allergy medication but his eyeball swelled all up. So we got him to wash his face and we just hope that the fresh air would help.

While I was wandering around I also was going through the field where the other group was having their field trip that I was supposed to be a part of. It was our last end to go group and they were great but oh my God. We warned them that the Gaga pit was muddy. But Gabe decided that it was okay and these kids were So absolutely covered. Just head to toe soaked in mud. And I sat down for a second to organize my folder of photographs and a little girl came and sat next to me and she was coded just tow to hip. And she had splashes all over her face and she just pouting and she goes My mom's going to be mad at me. And I said yeah probably but thankfully you're washable. And then I told her she had mud inside her ear and she said oh no We had a very good little laugh about it. This was a very sweet group and I really hope they had a good day and I hope their parents are prepared for how messy their kids were going to come home.

At the end of my program Elizabeth called me to ask how I clean up the printmaking stuff which I now realize I forgot to grab but that is not a big deal. I can get that next week. And after that I went to the hacienda to wait for my group to be done. When everybody came I would do some questions and went over stuff and all of them seem like they learned a ton and that was really cool. I had them say thank you to the chaperones and volunteers. And then I said goodbye.

I spent the next hour cleaning the hacienda. And it was kind of hard to do it by myself. I hate having to put away the chairs and the tables and sweep. But I did it it just took a while. And while I was there a contractor came up to the end of a measure stuff and I didn't know who it was. So eventually I introduce myself and he asked about going downstairs to measure the bottom half of the building so I had to go to the office to get pool key and then I came back and finished sweeping. And I was going to get the gator to get the rest of my materials but Chloe had the key and I wasn't about to walk to the other side of camp to get it so I just used our car and I loaded it up. I put the staffs hanging out of our window because they are too tall. And it didn't take that long so it was totally fine. I drove down to the woodlands to double check commission The fire was good and then all the materials were put away nicely and then I went back up to the office. I checked in. And I let everybody know I was going home. Well not home but I was getting out of there.

Blue was laughing at me for beep bopping around all day and how I better be getting my steps counted but I am not actively wearing a pedometer right now. I'm going to have to get a battery for my Pikachu one again. I'm not sure if it's working but we will have to see. I would like to wear that this summer so that is definitely something for me to look into.

But it was time for me to go. I had to get something to eat before working at the museum tonight. I drove over to cockeysville and went to Wawa and while I was waiting for my sandwich the girl making the sandwich asked me if I knew how pretty I was. I was like what??. And she was like you're beautiful. And I was like thank you that's so nice. It relief just made my day.

I ate my sandwich in the car. And I watched a video about someone I did not care about and thought was kind of a horrible person. Just some YouTuber who apparently was very famous that recently died that I did not care about but apparently it was very controversial. And kind of terrible. And then I headed to work. I wanted to get there early so me and James could see each other for a few minutes. And when I got there James's backpack was sitting outside in the parking lot. I went inside and I was like James that's not safe this is why people with rob you all the time. Which is facetious I know. But still. Don't leave things sitting unattended.

James would leave to come home to meet their dad to go to the baseball game. And I had a lovely night at the museum. The other Jesse is so much fun. Like really I think we could be very good friends because he's so funny and he gets my humor but like in a dead pant sort of way and that's really nice. And I had a great time just goofing around for the first hour. Talk into the catering staff going through drawers and just having a good time. Chatting with the security guard. Who I eventually made the security guard and Jesse take a photo with photo with me. Because I thought it would be funny and I was correct. And it was just a lot of fun because it was a charity event. And it looked beautiful. They did such a good job.

I wouldn't have that many people come back but the ones I did were really lovely. And they said I was so good at my job and so informative. And they all had very good like follow-up questions and conversation. I got to turn on the museums machines and eventually I was making a loop around to the pharmacy just to see if anyone was in there and I saw that the garment loft was open. So I went and checked with Jesse if it was supposed to be and it wasn't but we decided it wasn't worth arguing over and I went in and gave a talk in there too and a couple of the same people from before came but some extras did as well and it was just so nice. Like I got to tell my stories and people were really interested and giving great facial expressions. And I got to talk about other stuff like art and travel and just how much I love living here. My husband. Everyone got a big laugh because I was wearing James's name tag tonight and they're like you don't look like a James. And I just love working at the museum.

While I was there I also got an email from Jessica and she offered me the education positions for the events for May because there was only three of them and I can take two of those three and I'm really excited about that. I hope that we get back in that habit because I want all of the events but I know that's not always fair. And also I can't actually do all of them because I'm very busy. But I'm really excited to do more because I really really enjoy that part of the job.

I left after chasing Jesse around so that we could take a photo booth photo. And I just got home. It's getting really windy. I'm not sure when the game is over I think it's about halfway done now. But I'm going to go inside and I'm going to get ready to chill out. Tomorrow I have no plans I'm hoping to do some house stuff. And then on Sunday I have some photos I need to do and some work for some upcoming stuff and then on Monday I also have nothing and it's great. This is just going to be like a nice little relaxing getting ready to go on our trip weekend. I might even pack. We'll see.

I hope that you all have a great night and you are taking care of yourself. Stay safe and rest. I love you all.

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ocean-anchored · 1 year ago

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Continued still.. December 3, 2023

Monday night I went to the Knights & flames game with Shane, he got really great tickets & I got to wear my jersey. It was a nice evening, he was good & I had asked him before not to ask me if Im ok at any point to trigger my emotional mess. Chrystal was gone the week so I was going into okotoks everyday to cover. Tuesday I originally didn't have plans but then Connor asked to hang out after work. Went for Taco tuesday which was nice then back to his place. I ended up staying the night, I felt like he wanted me to stay but idk, I still can't get a read on him. Part of me just thinks we're kind of doing the same thing to each other. I mean I know i'm not really going out of my way to ask him or make plans but his texting just sucks that I can't read if he wants to or not. Like its hard to keep any convo up over text & maybe he's just like that, I understand his work is a lot so keeping that up is tough, but then after we talked about how I might not be doing a roadtrip in January it died off & he didn't reply so whatever. I mean he has asked to hang out so I assume, & he does ask me to stay so maybe? But to what benefit? Idk. I do enjoy his company though. Wednesday I went for dinner with Ed & Mariana a founder of ours from Mexico city. Ill have to write another time on how I had planned to do a road trip down to the states or mexico for a few weeks but I dont think it's going to work out in January so I'll talk about it later for now. Went to Charbar which was really great, nice environment & cool, really great food. Thursday I finally had a night to myself, I was pretty tired from the week & had a lot this weekend so I chilled & gamed for a bit, took it easy. Friday had lunch with Ed, again I might talk about that later but I'm still really blessed to be working with him. Friday night was my ugly christmas sweater games night which I think turned out really well! 9 people including me, jeremiah brought his friend Dan, steven, amanda, shane who came 2 hours late... that was another whole other story of annoyance & triggering for me, Kamber, amber & naythan. It was fun, started around 6/6:30 & everyone stayed till like midnight so it was a lot of fun. Saturday I chilled for day, Marc forgot about our facetime which sucks but whatever. Was supposed to go to anneriekes to decorate the tree but didn't want to be around that environment again which I think I forgot to mention anyways that I went for dinner two weeks ago & it was just a lot to take in & I'm tired of talking about Steve. Anyway I went to amber & naythans instead with nova, nova did so good with Rue, it was honestly so sweet watching nova play again & be so gentle with her, made me so happy. We played catan & had a really great night. Amber also got me the exit game advent calendar that were all in a challenge together, like 4 of us couples minus mine of course & that's super fun so far, proud that I've solved the first two alone with no hints! Anyways, love those people so much. Today, sunday, went to 8:30am service which was so good again. I really love this church I think & want to stay in it. Its so lively & actually makes me want to lean into God when I leave & "sets my heart on fire" again feeling. Went to brunch with Daniel at Diner Deluxe which was great again, he's a good guy. Hes really smart & very... aware. Its a breath of fresh air & its really nice to be able to talk to someone emotionally on the same page especially about relationships & the struggles. Then mom surprised me at being at my house after so we could go for a walk & we had some good conversation. Then went to a movie with steven & amanda which was good so im finally relaxing now winding down for bed. This week will be busy again & the weekend but then it get's quiet which I think Im finally looking forward too.

#personal #dear future self #life update #dearfutureself #monthly update

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lana36558 · 1 year ago

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i like these questions so i’m going to answer some of them :R

2. matches cause lighters really scare me fir some reason

3.most of the time yeah my windows open but sometimes when it’s raining i’ll close it ( great british weather things)

5. i like to say that my eyes are hazel cause they were when i was like 8 or smth but i do think they are just brown now . but saying you have brown eyes just seems really boring but i can’t change them i suppose

7. both, a hair tie to be functional and a scrunchie for the vibes. i’ve got pretty thick hair and i usually find scrunchies elastic isn’t actually strong enough to properly keep hair out of my face so i only use them for the ‘aesthetic’

8.only one cause i lose them all the time. most of them just get left on a poolside

9.i don’t really like coffee but overall i like hot drinks more

12. i have a chest infection so today was a stay in bed day, i did do swimming and sorely regret it now, but i baked some brownies

13.it’s 5 to midnight rn and the last time i ate was probably around half 9pm

14. i have a horrible sense of smell and have no idea what that smells like, but it sounds great

15. i’m 14 years old so no. but i have a tamagotchi, her name is emilie

16. no i can’t and the idea of driving fills me with anxiety, but it’s like 3 or 4 years till i can even start to learn so ig i shouldn’t worry

17.honestly have no clue, i’ve been wearing glasses for like pretty much my whole life and still honestly couldn’t tell you ( i’ve had glasses since i was 5)

19. absolutely, i suck at painting my own nails so i love doing other peoples

20.i would say fizzy drink i guess , or just the name, like i’d just refer to it as a coke not soda

21.this was my parents thing for a while but i have all my birthday cards from my immediate family from every birthday. obviously my parents kept them until i was like 7 or smth but i’ve kept doing it

23. i don’t mind it but my wardrobe is mainly a summery one, though living in england it is mostly cold weather

24.( my fav number) and if i was on a rooftop with a friend i think i’d be looking at the stars/ clouds and just appreciating natural beauty, depending on who it was it’d either be comfortable silence or talking but not really about anything

25.the body shop mango body mist is the only spray i will ever wear as i am emotionally attached to it

27. i probably should be sleeping right now but i’m not, so i will not have slept enough to do anything tomorrow but luckily my chest infection is stopping me from doing most things anyway

29. so it’s boiling my skin off, borderline dangerous temperatures

30.there’s one plate on my desk from when i had a brownie, and there’s a water bottle on my desk

32. absolutely and i can’t shower without it. i have an emotional attachment to that one towel

33.i walked to the supermarket and i got unsalted butter, and it was an adventure because any time i go out of the house is an adventure

34.there’s so many, current song obsessions are, Tornado warnings by sabrina carpenter and under attack by abba

35. british summer time or greenwich mean time

36. i’ve changed it 1ntimes cause at the start it was a fake name and then i gave my tumblr to someone i know irl and i didn’t want them to know i used a fake name

39. i have an unhealthy addiction to carmex lip balm

40. probably i don’t remember what tho

41.idk if this counts but the only way i’ll consume coffee is if it’s like a mocha but instead of 50/50 it’s 90 percent chocolate and 10 percent coffee cause otherwise it’s too bitter and i don’t like it

42.pinterest and instagram , i am on pinterest probably an unhealthy amount but oh well. listening to abba and scrolling through pinterest will never not be my favourite passtime

43.i cannot eat anything spicy at all. which sucks as a vegetarian but my irish dna simply makes me combust when i eat anything with any spice or just any flavour

44.this one kid in my class, i fucking detest him so much

45.not really , i didn’t really do much other than some reading

46.arthur christmas is my favourite christmas film and honestly i think it always will be, it was the first film i ever saw in a cinema

47.i’ve got no clue, i think it was to my best friend and it was something about how i’m always getting ill

48. i’ve never really had any alcohol other than like sips of my mums wine sometimes

49.not consistently but i can sometimes

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

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sainely · 3 months ago

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July 30th 2024: SHE’S BACK AND I’M HAPPY AGAIN!

(Archived from my notes)

- Soooo itchy (head, shoulders, back of right thigh <from mosquito bite tho>) (2:24 AM)

- Gonna try to sleep (3:00 AM)

- Up for work (7:14)

- Not gonna smoke today.

- Trying to be better

- Felt scattered brained and anxious at work doing till <i stepped on sidewalk cracks on purpose too prove nothing will happen at work>

- Couldn’t count money quickly or remember what people said

- On lunch and still feel anxious

- Really weird feelings at work

- Came home from work and saw a really cool spider in my garden that was eating something in the centre of its web

- I stayed in my work clothes and sat in the rain for 2 songs

- It felt refreshing <i collected a bird feather>

- Picked my body for 25 minutes after taking my wet shirt off in the laundry room

- Thinking fuck it! I have free will. Can do whatever the fuck i want as long as i’m not hurting anyone

- Okay… i shower now done feeling gross

- Maybe i’ll colour after

- SHOWER WAS WONDERFUL! <Shaved and cleaned so i don’t look like a troll for my love☺️>

- Opened a kitty savings account (for me to save for my own cat) ((Loki is family cat))

- Heavy hit the pen (4:45)

- Been laying on my bed on tiktok (6:09)

- Heard nia’s voice outside my door

- She said “sainely?” then just hummed for a few seconds

- She’s not outside my door

- “Hey google! Play Tonight Tonight on Spotify”

- “Volume 6”

- Took another heavy hit of the pen (6:37)

- Energy’s up

- Nostalgia music

- I sound like my sister (not the one from last post) (( will call this one… mara)

- I’m gonna look back at these and laugh one day

- Holy shit i can’t sing but i don’t care!!!

- Took a sick ass photo

- See enoris (sister mentioned in last post) this is why i never text you… anyways

- I’m gonna say everything that’s on my mind now even if it’s uncomfortable

- Fuck mood dropped after thinking about how to say uncomfortable things

- MORE WEED Party On <pfffff>

- Another Heavy Hit (7:12)

- Another Heavy Hit (8:07)

- been killing it at mariocart <not really it’s actually been very very bad>

- NIA’S COMING HOME

- MY BABY ☺️

- thinking of ideal society: every non creative job is done by robots however if people would like to do these jobs too they can in the regulated way or suggest better ethical and logical ways to run the operations at hand to a governing body (cause we still need one of these)

- everyone can just live how they want cost free:… screw money

- NIA IS HEREEEEEE: she said “it looks like a depression room in here”

- Heavy Hit (9:09)

-Nia’s dad was texting her since she came home for something and waited 20 minutes for her to come out… Very Angry Dad

- Heavy feelings hit until I crack a joke

- Rest of the night I switch from feeling great to getting really sad

- Think i might’ve taken one last hit sometime when nia left the room (or that might’ve happened already)

- Went to bed around 11:30 <i think>

Hope to see you another day <3

#fuck mosquitoes #bad luck #spider #wet clothes #rainyday #music #bird feather #dermatillomania #girls who smoke weed #auditory hallucinations #tonight tonight #nostalgia #solo party #mario cart #shes home #ideal society

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xi1dius · 3 months ago

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30 Days To Live

Prologue

29 days ago…

I walked into the court. A big and booming government-controlled building that had no promise for a friendly outcome, all the walls were BLOODY GREY! A thermos full of coffee (cuz’ I need mah’ coffee), gripped in my tense hands. For some reason I had been called into a courtroom, along with seven other people-four boys and three other girls.

I sat down next to a girl with blazing red hair that was cut in a wild bob. The courtroom was one of the largest I had ever seen, saying that I had never been in one before but I watched WAY too many police shows…

After a minute or two the jury walked in looking very un-jury-like, more like a scientist mixed with a police officer. She had very obnoxious, large brown eyes and absolutely no smile in sight. Sitting down on a high stool she began,

‘ Good Morning all. ‘ An unsurprisingly annoying voice said.

It was afternoon by now. Some others seem to clock that as well, this includes the blazing hair girl.

‘ You all have been chosen for my… project of sorts. There is no choice in this matter, you will all be doused in poison. ‘

Huh, blunt. A tense silence followed. ScientistPoliceOfficerGrumpyLady continued with a tiny smile, shocking.

‘ Let me elaborate. You are all part of an… experiment of sorts. You are given two choices, dying in thirty days or, in twenty-nine days being put in a simulation… now you may have some problems with both, there definitely is, but like i said. No choice.’ And with that she walked off.

Another ScientistPoliceOfficerButThisTimeMan walked in. His hair was a parted, grey blob on his head and a long lab coat cloaked his body. He had a small police badge on his shoulder. This man was definitely coocoo and he looked like an actual mad scientist. Said man started talking in a… HIGH PITCH? High pitched, dog-toy-esque voice. MAD I TELL YOU, MAD.

‘ ContinuING ‘ AHAH VOICE CRACK! The man coughed and continued

‘ Continuing from that… ‘ rather long pause? The man stifled ‘ lovely.. ‘ and tried to hold back his laughter. ‘ Lady's work, this is what will happen. Today, before you leave, you will be doused in poison. Said poison will physically deal you no harm but if left untreated, like said, will kill you in Thirty days. As said before you have two choices. If you choose the simulation you will come back and get the antidote after twenty-nine days. If you choose to die after thirty days you will NoT ‘ VOICE CRACK! HAHA ‘ come back and will die peacefully wherever you are at the time. Rember, both options come with consequences! ‘

That's not so great…

Day 1

I yawned, waking up. My room was a small but colourful area, my drawings stuck to the wall with double-sided tape bound to stop sticking any day now. I had an arrangement of painted furniture, this included a hammock (painted with little flowers and bees: BECAUSE CUTE) and a few posters here and there. Most things were covered in all sorts of stuff, I am HOPELESS at staying tidy. My wild brown hair stuck up like a mohawk and my black vest, along with red and black chequered trousers, looked just about the only normal thing about me. I replaced my book on the bedside table and pushed the blankets off my stone cold legs. A shiver ran down my spine as I crawled out of my pillow heavy bed. I kept thinking, RENNY. TODAYS THE DAY. My mind is loud… Though, one thought poured through them all. Coffee. (Pun intended) After getting out of my bed, I wandered over to my wardrobe, keeping a grip of the fake vines I had plastered onto my wall so as not to fall in the dark. As I reached my wardrobe I launched my hand in and pulled out a random outfit, loose beige overshirt, turtleneck and brown bottoms. I shoved them on and reached for my lightswitch, flicking it on. AHHH! BRIGHT! I covered my eyes and waited till they adjusted. After they did, I walked to my windows and pulled the shutters open, breathing in the fresh morning air before turning to my clock, 9:52. I had to be there by 10:30, easily done. I pelted downstairs, grabbing a ring, thermos, backpack, hat, house keys and then a slice of bread before quickly brushing my hair out. Launching out of the door, I ran to my garage and pushed it open, grabbing my bike and wheeling it out, closing the garage behind me and cycling into town.

When I was about half way there, around the High Peak corner shop, I got a ping on my apple watch. It was a message from The PoliceScientistGrumpyLady, saying.. ‘ We are meeting on Amset cove. Science lab. ‘ what… WHAT? AMSET COVE IS A TWENTY MINUTE CYCLE! Checking the time, I realised I had just that, twenty minutes. 10:10, and counting. I began to cycle again and made it there just in time.

Pulling up outside the lab, I got a little shiver. It was a looming grey building, not looking like a science lab at all, more like an old fashioned factory. Reminds me of the factory from Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, wouldn't be surprised if the owner was just as strange as Willy Wonka. Nevertheless, I locked my bike up and made my way to the entrance. It was a gaping whale mouth of a door and I looked around, seemingly no way in. Suddenly I heard car tires screech and out flew one of the girls from the court. I didn't talk to her or really take notice of her but looking now, she looked rather pretty. Long brown hair, like mine, with the tips dyed pink, piercing green eyes and quite a soft smile framed in rose red lipstick. She gave a tight yet friendly smile and tapped her watch, walking towards me. HUH? UH…

‘ Hello! ‘ The girl began ‘ I'm Joy, Joy Allard! ‘ She had a noticeable italian accent, it was a nice compliment, not. Gonna. Lie..

‘ Oh, hi! I'm Renny, but call me Ren though.. Nice name Joy! ‘ I smiled, possibly one of the most embarrassing smiles ever. WHY CAN'T I JUST CRIPPLE OVER AND DIE? AHHHHHH. She laughed, I laughed. Alright, noted, quirky smile=laugh. I turned around and scanned the door once more. A loud hissing started before the gaping scream of a creek as the door slowly opened. Out stepped, the one, the only EvenGrumpierScientistPoliceOfficerLady. How.. HOW? She motioned us in and looked around, it can't be just us, can it?

12:00

I sat down and waited, we had been briefed, in fact, we were the only ones. It was weird to think that in just twenty-four hours all the other people would drop dead, maybe in the cinema or in the shopping market. Ew.. imagine finding a dead body somewhere like a shopping market…

I was waiting as Joy was getting her antidote, fiddling with the ring round my index finger. She walked out, a small bandage covering her arm. She had a jacket wrapped around her waist, black leather, probably not fake, she didn't look like sort to own fake leather considering her literal GUCCI BOOTS AND LOUIS VUITTON BAG, AHHHHHHH. The fact she is probably only a year or so older than me is rather annoying. If i was right she might only be Twenty or something.

She sat down and I stood up and walked into the lab room. There was a little medical bed in the corner with an uncomfortable looking wooden chair and, of course, boring white walls. I sat down on the chair and waited for some random, nicer looking lady to walk up, needle filled with a… uh.. Black liquid… alright…

She placed it down on the bed next to me and took a cleansing wipe out, pulled up my sleeve and violently scraped it over my skin. She then picked up the needle and, without warning, jabbed it into my arm. A sting ran through me as she pushed the fluid into my veins. After a second or so she pulled it out and immediately put cotton over it and vigorously wrapped a bandage around it, just like the one Joy was wearing. The scientist grabbed my arm (THE BAD ONE THAT SHE HAS JUST SHOVED A NEEDLE IN, ALTHOUGH ITS SAVING MY LIFE…) and yanked me up and out the room, scowling as she slammed the door behind me. Joy looked up and laughed as I sighed dramatically and wandered over in the weirdest way I could and we both fell on the floor laughing as another door, we hadn't even seen, was pulled open and a man beckoned us over. He was a respectable looking man, nice suit and tie and overly gelled black hair. He smiled and disappeared behind the door as we stood up, shared a glance then walked in. The door was closed firmly behind us.

13:00

I looked down at my watch at the time. 1:00. The door slammed and echoed through the room as I took in the weird looking room with ten machines with many wires attached that let off a small hum. The man tapped the keyboard on the door and it clicked around three times before he took a deep breath and walked in front of us. Sensing interest and slight fear, he put a hand on each of our shoulders and then spread his arms out, taking a step back and saying in a definitely British accent ‘ hello! So, you have chosen this path. Lovely ‘ He clapped his hands together and took a step next to me before pointing at the machines. ‘ Choose a colour each! ‘ All ten machines had a colour scheme. One pink, one green, one red, one yellow, one white, one blue, one green/ red/ blue/ pink and one a very light blue/ green/ pink/ yellow and red. Joy, in a little bit of an annoyed voice, said ‘ What do those wires do? ‘

The man looked a little startled before he said ‘ Ah… that doesn't matter for now! You will see soon! ‘ Joy looked a little worried as we shared a glance, nodded like we had been friends for years and then walked to the multicoloured machines. I stepped into the light blue, pink, green, yellow and red one and simultaneously, Joy walked into the green, red, blue and pink one, we gave each other one last smile as metal bars slid down beside us, blocking the view anywhere but forward. Two scientists walked in and began hooking the wires up on the machine and over a headset of sorts and then, the scientist picked up the headset and I looked over at the door, so secretly hidden and so locked up, without the key you could never leave. Sort of scary thought, huh. As the headset was placed over my eyes, i seemed to relax as every moment and event that had even happened in my life replayed, at atleast two thousand time speed, so quick i couldn't catch anything except the fact it was my life. Then everything turned black…

18:00

My vision wasnt fully clear, but it was no longer black, phew. There was a soft and also pebbly feeling on my back, the sound of the waves and the wind of the sea filled my ears, I slowly rose as my vision fully cleared and a beautiful beach tossed and turned before me. This explained the pebbly yet soft feeling, it was a sandy beach, basically covered in pebbles. The ocean swayed gently, rather close to my feet. I looked down and noticed I was still wearing the same things, still had my backpack with my coffee thermos, thank god.

Slowly I rose up, my backpack was heavy and seemed to weigh my seeming brittle bones. After I stood up right I looked around and noticed no sign of Joy. I felt a weight on my head and upper back. Strange..? I turned around and called ‘Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! ‘ No reply. I sat down again and placed my bag to the side and took out my slice of bread, And chowed down. It was pretty stale by now but my growing hunger burned inside. After I forcefully swallowed the last bite I looked around at the sea. It seemed to be called my name, literally. I realised the call was not from the sea (i'm going crazy.) but it was from Joy, i turned around and watched as she called my name ‘RENNNNNNNNNN!!’ A loud voice called. I called back and she turned as I gave a quaint wave and a friendly (I hope) smile. She ran at me, her arms wide open and a smile over her face. How can smiling be so simple to many… I stood up and let my thermos drop to the floor as I opened my arms before she hugged me tight. I wrapped my arms around her, like she did me, and whispered, ‘how are you?’

She pulled back slightly so I could see her face but we were still in a hug and beamed, ‘good, you?’

I smiled, indicating my sort of glee. She let go and dropped down on the beach and watched the waves pass her feet, she pulled off her shoes and socks, picked up a pebble and skipped it over an oncoming wave. Flopping onto her back she sighed and turned to look at me, standing watching her as she patted the ground beside her. I walked over and lay next to her as she pointed up.

‘See that cloud? It looks like a turtle, don't you agree?’

I nodded slowly and pointed at another cloud very much resembling a fish, how cool! ‘That one looks like a fish!’ I spoke in a near whisper, calmer than I usually am. We did this for a while, back and forth, naming clouds and what they looked like, wondering if we would ever see such an amount of clouds resembling things ever again. I doubted this but she reminded me we were in a simulation, and there would probably be people watching over us who could code them in, and did already code them in. I listened to her tentatively talk about the most random subjects for hours, feeling calmer than I ever have before as my eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep.

Day 2

I woke to a gentle breeze and a rather stressed looking Joy. It didn't feel so much like pebbles below my body, more soft and dewey. I didn't have enough time to guess where I was lying, because it burst in my face. A bright forest with leaves that looked somewhat like a unicorn had thrown up over them. Vibrant blues, greens, pinks, purples, yellows, oranges and reds clouded my vision. There were glasses tightly pressed to my face and as I rose up, I noticed Joy had them too. They were white with perfectly clear lenses and bands strapping them to

our heads, more like swimming goggles but with those goggles you get an in-a-science-lab-esque front, I had

No doubt mine was different. She spoke hastily and frantically, still manically pacing over the wet-ish morning grass, ‘Morning. I don't know how we got here but oh my god it's freaky!’ Barely able to pick up half the words I clenched the goggles and ripped them from my head, what an ugly addition to us. I stood up and wiped myself down before looking around. The forest didn't look too bad but it was a bit too colourful for me, and it seemed, Joy too. As I was being dazzled by the bright orange or a pear tree, I noticed some muffled rustling. it wasn't much but Joy seemed to notice it too, and so did the rustling because it immediately backed away. We took no notice of it and continued to gaze at the weirdly-coloured tree before I said , "We should get moving, find some food n’ stuff.’

Joy replied with a nod and we began to wander into the forest. There seemed to be no other living things in this simulation, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was doing all of this or I was being controlled. While strolling, i noticed another pear tree. They all seemed to be orange. Many of the trees seemed to be the same colour as the same type of tree. Fascinating.

It didn't take long for Joy and I to scavenge a few fruits that would keep us going for a good while, all we needed now was a non-dewy place to sleep. They must not have left us by ourselves, have they? We didn't really talk through our scavenge but we had a quick conversation going something like

Joy: Have you ever wondered why they chose us?

Me: Yeah, from the second i got the email. It had something to do with some… competition? I don't know.

Joy: Yeah… I got that too. I don't really remember signing up for anything like that though. I don't really do online competitions.

Me: Nor do I. How strange.

After that nothing much was said till we found a suitable lake with a quaint little risen stone area by it. I was sure we would have no problem putting some moss and our jackets on it. And we didn't! After about five minutes we had made the bed and were sitting by the river, our toes deep in the coolness of it. After a few minutes of silence i decided to break it,

i wrote this when i was 11. A LOOONG time ago!! so my writing has probably changed a lot, interesting to loons t though. i haven’t read through it, i hope mini-me looked through and proofread it properly..

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jodilin65 · 34 years ago

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SATURDAY, MARCH 31, 1990 Last night I was over to Andy’s for a few hours watching TV and listening to tapes, and I’ve finally finished all my editing!! I edited all those phone calls with us crossing people, and with Fran and Nervous arguing, amongst a lot of other shit. I’m also gonna continue to work on the funny edits. What I mean by the “funny edits,” is when I take either one word or a quick sentence that’s funny, such as Nervo swearing or getting Nervous. Or Andy, Fran or myself saying something funny, and taping it over and over a few times so it sounds like a broken record. It’s totally hilarious. I don’t think I ever wrote about this before.

Currently, I have someone on the phone, who’s been on now for well over an hour, of course, not saying anything, so I’ve played them the edits and other shit over the phone. I wonder if they’re still listening or if they fell asleep.

TUESDAY, MARCH 27, 1990 I’ll try to write as much as I can about happy things, but right now I don’t feel too cool. I’m lonely, I guess, and the usual battle with smoking is driving me crazy. I feel I’ll never be able to quit, and my asthma and constant congestion are a nightmare! It’s really scaring me. Oh well. Whatever’s meant to be will be no matter what I do or don’t do.

Saturday I get paid and I’m swamped with fucking bills! There are things I need and want that I’ll never be able to get for a very long time.

Yes, I really do want to move to CT and get the fuck outa this city, but I’ll miss my friends and neighbors.

I had a really good session today with Martha. I’m starting to feel more comfortable with her, although I still miss Trisha. Martha sure is one hell of an attractive lady.

MONDAY, MARCH 26, 1990 Yesterday I slept all day and woke up at 9:00 last night. When I awoke I saw that Jai was back so we talked a while then walked up to Lil’ Peach on Belmont, came back, talked a little more, then Jai went to bed.

Last night I knocked on Steve’s door, but I guess he was asleep. Earlier he had sounded as though he was upset about something.

Andy and I made phone calls last night till 3:00, and I’m staying up till after therapy.

I never did write about what happened with me and Kacey, or about this girl Stacey.

Well, I didn’t fuck Kacey over and she never fucked me over, but we got scared off of one another cuz we’re so used to being alone, and I guess Kacey wasn’t quite ready and her feelings weren’t that strong for me. I definitely know, though, it was more than just sexual, but I also know she never quite got over this girl Angie that she was with for 4 years.

I also think it was God once again having me dumped by one of the decent ones cuz love just wasn’t meant to be for me. Never has been, never will be. I will never, and I repeat never, get involved again cuz it’s just not worth it and I do like to be alone 80% of the time.

I’ll write about Stacey later.

Later…

I am now at CC. I have 20 more minutes till I see Martha.

Linda S just walked by, and I get so embarrassed every time she does cuz of the phone calls I made to her about a year ago. I don’t know if I wrote about it, but I called and hit on her. At first, she didn’t know who the hell I was, but then she recognized my voice.

I’m starting to get pretty tired. I just want to go home and climb into bed, but first I’m gonna call Stacey and have a word with her, and eventually, I’ll write about her. I also have to call John, too.

SATURDAY, MARCH 24, 1990 Right now I am on the phone with Andy making prank phone calls.

Last night I was over at Steve’s and finally fell asleep at 7:30. Then at noon, there was a car accident on Locust St. No one was hurt, but I never went back to sleep so I went down to the store and hung out for about 3 hours and played cards with Louis.

Before I went to the store I talked to John who just got back from Daytona Beach and sounded in a great mood and revived. He needed that vacation.

I’m gonna go listen to music then try to get some sleep. I’m just totally exhausted. Andy’s still gonna be up all night making calls so I told him he could leave them on my machine. He’s got 30 minutes’ worth of tape. He’ll have a field day.

FRIDAY, MARCH 23, 1990 After I came back from grocery shopping with Andy, I ate dinner and went across to Steve’s and gave him some tips on all kinds of stuff such as hair, makeup and nails, and even filed and buffed his nails which he really liked. Then we showed each other pictures from photo albums.

In a little over 21 hours, I’ve had about 5 cigarettes and he’s had maybe 3. I’m really not craving one that bad either, and those 5 that I had were 98% psychological. I think my mind is smart enough and strong enough now to hopefully get up the willpower cuz my lungs and nose are worsening by the day and as time goes on you get madder and madder at feeling so lousy. And then there’s my singing to worry about too, and saving money, gaining weight, and getting a better complexion and blood circulation. It’s amazing how much time it’s been taking too, to realize my price for smoking and that it’s no joke anymore when one day your lungs say, “I can’t take this anymore! Quit!” But then again, I’m not surprised, as it took me years to wean my way off the Navane. Years ago, I never thought I could stop cutting my wrists or that I’d ever make so many personal strides, except for my temper. The only thing I know that can never be is a loving relationship with a woman. As for a baby, I don’t know yet. I do hope so, but that’ll probably never happen either.

THURSDAY, MARCH 22, 1990 I woke up right before my show, watched that, took a shower and went out with Andy for a little while.

John R, this undercover cop I know, who’s also a security guard at Mercy Hospital where we met, is back from vacation. He left a message on my machine yesterday afternoon before I woke up. I’ve known him for a little more than 3 years.

One day I was at the little variety store down the end of Locust, and the guy there, Louis, who’s super nice and lots of fun to work with, hired me. I’ve only worked about 3 days so far cuz I’m waiting for him to leave so I can take over his hours managing the store alone. So basically, those 3 days I worked were just to get me familiar with the store which is very tiny.

Gloria’s in the hospital with a broken vertebrate cuz a huge truck rammed her tour bus in the rear on a snowy road in Scranton, Pennsylvania. I guess she was on her way to Syracuse, New York. That poor girl. I love her so much and I feel so bad for her. I mean, this woman has so much class and is so respected that it doesn’t seem fair. Emilio got a head injury and Nayib broke his collarbone but they’ve been released from the hospital. Gloria’s received tons of phone calls and cards and flowers and I heard that President Bush came to see her.

Later…

In about 20 minutes me and Andy are going grocery shopping at Super Stop & Shop on Boston Rd.

Steve called from work which was so sweet of him. Last night we had a great conversation and we’re both trying to quit smoking together. Since 7:30 yesterday morning, he’s had one which he said made him feel so dizzy he put it out, and since 7:30 yesterday morning I’ve had two and they made me feel like shit so we’re both gonna keep trying to just take one day at a time. Steve said he’s gonna quit regardless of people smoking in front of him.

Steve is a pretty positive and supportive person who doesn’t try to knock down people’s self-esteem.

Earlier I fed George, Jai’s cat. Jai’s in Virginia visiting Jenny. He’ll be back Sunday. Jai and Jenny are also the sweetest people.

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 21, 1990 It’s been 40 days since I’ve written, and I know I should write every day to keep updated and so I don’t forget anything, whether it’s important or not. If I write on a daily basis I can write not only the important things but also little details too. And the little details may not seem so important now, but someday, after a long time has gone by and I look back on this stuff, I may see things differently.

I am working now down the street at a little variety store/Laundromat called Rub-a-Dub. Of course, it’s in the daytime and it’s under the table at $3.50 an hour, but shit pay’s better than no pay. I wasn’t working today but I stopped in to get some candy bars and some “Lucy’s,” which is when you buy just 3 cigarettes.

Also, I left this journal last Monday in Martha’s office, so I stopped in to pick it up (I wonder how much of this she read). Martha looked great.

Andy drove me today and he had errands to do too, such as stopping at welfare for an hour, then cashing his check.

I’m gonna drop off to sleep, but first I have to go set the VCR for Unsolved Mysteries.

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tender-rosiey · 3 years ago

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my love isn’t big antics like others

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

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𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: god i finally posted something; i apologize for my hiatus, life has been getting quite hectic for me and i was busy with a lot of stuff. i do hope i can start posting more once again, because i truly did miss writing and tumblr :( anyways here is my fic for the inquiry into love collab of @ufo-ikawa ☺️💕

sakusa never liked obnoxiously and unnecessarily loud people.

per example is his teammate, atsumu miya. he was too energetic, theatrical and too cinematic for his liking; he didn’t get how he felt so comfortable being like that in front of everyone.

he also didn’t like unnecessarily giant events and celebrations for something insignificant, and he didn’t see the need in sharing every single moment of his life with the world.

he believed that the things that really matter should be cherished behind closed doors to protect them from the envious gazes of others. however, he sometimes worries. what if you want to be shown off like no other? what if big antics is what you desire? is he denying you something that could make you ten times more happy than you are now?

and while those thoughts plague his mind, sakusa still tries his best to show and remind you of just how much he does love you, and that he doesn’t need exhilarating antics and actions to prove that he is worthy of you. he just hopes that you notice his subtle ways and many trials.

he hopes you notice how tidy he keeps your house, and how he tried his best in his plays to provide you with the best life and entertainment; because what’s the point of a hot husband if you can’t admire him?

it never ceases to make him chuckle, how you are at awe when he unintentionally and sometimes even intentionally flexes his muscles. it fills him with pride, because the fact that your eyes are on him and only him just sends him to cloud 9.

also he hopes you notice how your favorite breakfast is always beside the counter with a small note, and even the note is simple. it is short and to the point, much like it’s writer, perhaps except in the first part. it either contains a reminder to take care of yourself and to do that one task you couldn’t remember or a small “i love you” that screams stability and genuine feelings. because yes, once again, he does love, he does care, he hugs and he does try to make it into a flare that never fails to want you but he does it all in his way.

a way that’s just subtle and quiet.

and while some people see laundry as a burden and a hell of a chore, he sees it as a time to just relax and disconnect from the real world. “why?” they all might ask; it’s because when you do something with love and with the want to do it not with force, it’s just more accepting.

plus he couldn’t even if he tried to be bothered by it, because ,in his eyes, the look of your face when seeing that your things are clean and you don’t have to clean and fold them just ends up making his day. so it’s a win-win situation for the great sakusa kiyoomi.

it might seem rather insignificant to some or rather unnoticeable but sakusa never lets you walk beside cars. he pulls you to the sidewalk and stays on the side where cars just barely pass him, because he can’t handle seeing you get hurt. you noticed this, and tried to tell him that you care as much about him as he does for you and would prefer if he also didn’t get hurt. however, he didn’t budge and kept doing it till today.

sakusa isn’t a fan of cooking either. he can cook a few decent meals, but that’s all he can do. it got to a point in your relationship when you got back from home too exhausted to eat, even more prepare something and just went straight to bed. countless nights went on the same way till he had enough, sakusa decided to try and cook.

though not all things have sakusa as their number one man. hence why one day you were greeted by a sight you never thought you would see: your boyfriend who is famous for being serious was wearing that one pink flowery apron you got as a gift and was covered head to toe in flour for some reason.

apparently he was trying to cook a burger, and he accidentally opened the cabinet only to be kissed by a soon-to-pop bag of flour. you also noticed the burnt pans that had evident trials of trying to scrub them back to shape.

you couldn’t help but laugh your heart out, forgetting about your bad day, and go and help him; you failed to notice the soft smile he had on his face as you were wearing your own apron. love does indeed turn even the smartest ones to fools, doesn’t it?

however, sakusa doesn’t know whether he wants you to notice this one thing or not. it’s one of those things that happen in a fleeting moment, something so soft you can barely notice it.

so when you are sleeping soundly, in the comfort of your lover’s embrace, he places a small kiss to your forehead. and still wonders whether he wants you to know just how much he has done for you.

he could swear to every single human being that he isn’t whipped, that he doesn’t go beyond what everyone thought he would be like so he can see your smile even once.

sakusa’s love can’t be seen in crowded places, in places he knows every eye is watching, waiting to revile you both in their hearts. he believes that even in secret or behind your back, you are someone who doesn’t deserve the hatred they show inside. that’s why he waits.

he waits until you go back home so he can make your life even a little easier. maybe wash a few dishes, prepare you a meal, make sure your new car is well and with no scratches. it’s all for you. small or even big yet unnoticeable acts that he does that show just how deep his love runs. he just wishes you know it too.

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tarosin · 3 years ago

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the great adventures of y/n tommy jack and tubbo

requested: yes/no

an: part 4 of the great adventures series

pairing: platonic y/n/tommy/jack/tubbo

warning: cursing

It was the afternoon before your new adventure with your friends. you had no idea what to expect, however everyone else knew even ranboo, and he wasn’t even joining you all. you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous, especially after hearing some of tommys plans for future uploads. tubbo had been trying to drop hints about what was going to happen. You honestly couldn’t tell if he was excited or nervous, either way you could tell it was going to be a once in a lifetime opportunity and boy were you excited. the sound of knocking pulled you from your thoughts.

“hi y/n! sorry for the unexpected visit, i tried to call you but it wouldn’t go through.”

“oh god sorry, tubbo, my phones on charge upstairs, ive just finished babysitting my friends twitch chat.”

“that’s okay, tommy wanted me to see if you want to stay the night as i can take you with me now. he said something about it saving time tomorrow as jack won’t have to go as far and we can get there earlier, i honestly just think he’s slightly nervous and wants to spend time with someone.”

“i’ve not prepared a bag or anything as i was just planning on grabbing everything i needed in the morning, but i’m down to go with you. i’ll pack a bag real quick, make yourself feel at home. you can stay down here or come upstairs with me.”

tubbo followed you upstairs, and helped you pick which outfits would be the best to wear for the trip. around 10 minutes later you finished packing your bag and turned around to see a very pale tubbo, dropping your bag to the floor you pulled a chair up to your bed sitting opposite him.

“you feeling okay tubs?”

“just nerves, I'll be alright, are you ready to go?”

“ready if you are!”

the journey to tommys was relatively quick, you spent it talking about group plans for when ranboo comes to the uk.

tubbo: almost here!

tommy: yes! want to stream for a bit later, just something small could do laugh and the stream ends. i’ll go talk to my mum now!

•••

tubbo: please open the door

tommy: on it

the pair of you stood at the door waiting for tommy to unlock it

“TUBBO! Y/N I'M GLAD YOU COULD BOTH MAKE IT!”

not too long later, you and tubbo had put everything away and sat with tommy planning out a small stream.

“so i was talking with my parents and we can do an outside stream, and set fire to marshmallows!”

“as much as i love fire tommy i don’t think your parents will appreciate arson in the garden.”

“it’ll be fine now grab a jacket, we need to go walk to the shop.”

the three of you set off determined to get to the shop and back before it got dark, tommy and tubbo walked on either side of you as they want you to feel safe. thankfully the shop was only around the corner so you were all only out for about 20 minutes maximum, you probably could have made it back earlier but you stopped every time you saw a pretty rock.

“y/n come on we still need to stream!”

“did you tweet that you were streaming?”

“no he didn’t.”

“then come and look at this pretty rock!”

tommy and tubbo couldn’t help but laugh at how many rocks you managed to pick up.

•••

“guys i think i’d rather just spend time with you all rather than stream.”

“that’s fine, tommy!!”

the three of you sat around the fire updating one another about plans and opportunitie, coming. the conversation swiftly came to an end when tommy had set fire to a stick claiming it was to make the fire grow. you laughed as you heard his mum yelling at him to stop trying to set you and tubbo on fire.

“sorry about that everyone, but look the fire is big again.”

it got colder as the sun went down, so the three of you sat with a blanket draped over you all. his mum offered to take photos for you and you happily accepted, the pictures looked amazing and you posted it to instagram with the caption ‘i am cold and no one is telling me what’s happening tomorrow.’

it was around 11pm when the three of you agreed it was time to go back inside and sleep.

•••

you and tubbo stayed downstairs and tommy stayed in his room. the sound of tubbos alarm woke the pair of you up.

“turn that fucking thing off!”

“this is the fourth time it’s gone off and you’re still not up?”

“that’s because i’m tired.”

“please get ready jack will be here soon enough.”

realisation finally hit today was the day you were finally about to find out what this once in a lifetime opportunity was. tubbo advised you to wear sensible clothing and not wear the zodiac necklace you always wore, so you decided to wear the hoodie ranboo sent you a week ago and leggings.

“y/n you might wanna tie your hair up.”

“tubbo are you sure you’re feeling okay? you genuinely look ill."

“i’m fine.”

jack: right i’m outside so whenever you’re ready

lani: we’re making our own way later on as the hotel we stayed at is closer

y/n: will someone tell me what we’re doing

ranboo: no

y/n: you’re not even joining us how did you get in the gc

ranboo: magic

y/n: fuck off give me a clue

ranboo: i’ve said it since you dyed your hair neon f/c you’d be able to see from way up in the sky

y/n: what the actual hell is that supposed to mean

•••

soon enough you met up with everyone else and lani started recording.

“we’re skydiving, you ready tubbo?”

“WERE DOING WHAT? HOLY SHIT!”

you honestly couldn’t wait to do this. it was something you had wanted to do for a while, tubbo on the other hand clearly didn’t agree, which was evident through his whining.

you stood with tommy laughing as tubbo sat alone questioning why he agreed to this.

“look at him.”

“he’s is not happy.”

you sat next to jack and tubbo watching the video demonstrating what you will all be doing soon. you let out a nervous laugh, as although you were excited, you couldn’t help but be a bit nervous.

“you could fall into the engine and get chopped up.”

“tommy stop scaring tubbo!”

“what if the parachute doesn’t work?”

“free fall to your death.”

“y/n you’re not helping!”

you stood recording tubbo laying on the floor once again whining.

“tubbo there are so many people behind you!”

“i’m sure the parachute won’t fail tubbo, but if it does it was lovely knowing you!”

“uuuuuuugh!”

“i fully agree bo.”

soon enough you tommy and jack joined tubbo on the floor.

“look at the clouds.”

“we’re going to be in them soon.”

“hell yeah!”

“ughhhh!”

you tried not to laugh trying to calm tubbo down a bit before you all jumped out a plane, which worked until you left him alone with tommy whilst you spoke to jack for a while.

“to be fair that looks quite fun.”

“and dangerous!”

“STOP!”

“well sounds like tubbos thrilled to be here.”

the four of you sat on a bench talking about what’s going to happen, and laughing at tubbos nerves trying to make light of the situation.

“look it’ll be fun, tubbo, provided we don’t die there’s a chance we’ll be in more vlogs.. okay so ignore the black cloud of smoke!”

“that’s not a good omen.”

“shut up!”

you wrapped an arm around tubbo trying to make him feel comfortable and reassure him it’ll be fine, only to be interrupted by jack and tommy bickering about eating before jumping from the plane.

•••

the four of you went to the briefing, at this point you were struggling to contain your excitement, and couldn’t help but laugh out of pure joy.

“no, they are listening, they're just excited.”

after doing training for the jump, you stood with tommy whilst someone questioned him about how he got 9 million subs.

“I just went around being incredibly cool.. doing minecraft.”

you and jack burst out laughing whilst tommy went on to make jokes about how much money he was earning.

•••

it was now almost time to jump out a plane. it was around now nerves were kicking in, so you all went around messing about till you were told it’s time to make your way to get ready.

“let’s go gamers!”

•••

“are you a skydiver enjoyer?”

“i am.”

“well that’s always good... please, don’t let me die!”

“y/n are you scared?”

“no, my ranboo merch will protect me, but if i die can we blame tommy for coming up with this?”

“ranboos not going to believe that you’re wearing the jumper he sent you to jump out a plane.”

a few minutes later you over heard a worker say they’re nervous causing you to tilt your head and blink again, trying to process what was said.

“heh???”

it was now time for the four of you to put the equipment on, so you were ready to jump. jack started talking a lot more than usual at a quicker pace due to the fact he was getting nervous. tommy pointed it out and jack trying to argue he wasn’t made you laugh.

“y/n keeps making a lot of jokes about my parachute being shit.”

“sorry manifold should be fine...more than likely...hopefully. only time will tell really.”

“how you doing buddy?”

“i’m feeling okay. i feel my insides doing inside bits.”

“wonderful!”

you were now all waiting to go as a worker jokes about forgetting something.

“y/n you’re going with him!”

“okay, but why?”

“well you said your ranboo merch will protect you..”

someone went by going rather fast causing you to stare in awe.

“we don’t go that fast, do we?”

“no not unless something goes terribly wrong.”

you all stood there laughing.

“stoppppp!”

“y/n, i’m now thinking you should go with them instead!”

“are you trying to kill me off jack?”

•••

you all set off towards the plane, a mixture of excitement and nerves began kicking in.

“tubbos on a lead.”

“oh i’m really nervous jack.”

“look at y/n!”

lani began to record you, who was now way ahead of the others, so you stopped and waved at lani.

“BYE LANI! HOPEFULLY ILL SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!”

the others caught up and everyone had their equipment checked again.

“oh dear.. should be fine.”

“i’m alright, don’t worry my ranboo merch will protect us!” you got on first and that when you realised they set you up, so you jumped last as you were more confident and tubbo was jumping first so he could get it out the way.

you all sat on the plane and waved at the camera.

“hi there!”

“hello!”

“hi!”

“please don’t let us die!”

“we’re really jumping out a plane with a dream stan.”

“this is the highest we’ve ever been.”

“gamers in a plane whatever will they do...hopefully not die!”

“Y/N!”

“sorry tubbo!”

you were currently at 2,000 feet and sat looking out the window waiting to reach 14,000 feet. jack turned to you and tommy, “i can’t believe you’re jumping out the plane in philza merch and y/ns jumping out in ranboo merch.”

“if i die at least ill look great doing it.”

12,000 feet later it was now tubbos turn to jump, he looked back at you all.

“YOU GOT THIS TUBBO!!”

you watched as tubbo went.

“GOOD LUCK TOMMY!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOOD LUCK? Y/N?”

“BYEEEEE!”

you laughed as tommy went.

“see you later jack!”

you gave jack a high-five and watched as he went.

“holy shit they actually did it!”

“are you ready, y/n?”

“hell yeah, let’s do this!”

you laughed as you jumped, you couldn’t believe you actually got to jump out of a plane, you waved at camera.

lani met the others as they landed and began telling them about it.

“wait where’s y/n?”

“there they are!”

“Y/N!”

the others ran up to you as you landed.

“i’m glad you didn’t die!”

“thanks jack!”

•••

“would you all do it again?”

“yeah.”

“no.”

“maybe, i’m not sure.”

“i reckon so.”

not too long later, you were all given certificates to celebrate the fact you had jumped out a plane.

“yay it made nearly dying worth it!”

“you’re so dramatic!”

•••

you thought the day was over and that you were going home, little did you know that wasn’t the case.

“were not done for the day.”

“what?”

“heh?”

“you’re tilting your head again.”

“i know it’s because i’m confused!”

“anyway, what do you mean we’re not done?”

“you know george, he’s arrived!”

“gogy!”

“GOGY!”

“can i have a nap in the car please? i’m so exhausted."

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pbandjesse · 1 year ago

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We just got back from Paul and Sam's engagement party and it was so fun. I got to see James dance and get hugged by friends from high school and it was great. And honestly it was just beautiful. We got to see so much love and it was beautiful and wonderful and it just made me so happy. It was a great way to end the day.

And honestly it was a very good day. I slept pretty well last night. I woke up and I failed all right. I wasn't thrilled to be up but it was fine. I got up and James made the bed while I got dressed. They packed up the car while I finished getting ready and I wore my new yellow tunic shirt so I had to wear shorts and a sports bra underneath but that was totally fine. And we left on time.

Once we got breakfast we headed over to the museum. Somebody was driving out the entrance and we were judging them very harshly. And then we went to get set up. We discovered that someone had parked in the farmers market so everyone kind of set up around them and then the person would show up about an hour into the market and then they lied about having a doctor's appointment. Who has a doctor's appointment on Saturday. But she was able to get her a car out so it was fine. And I really had a good time talking to Anne and getting everything ready for the day. And it would be a really nice day.

CJ was there and it was so nice to see her. I love seeing her at the market and we spent a lot of time talking and I worked on my knitting but it was honestly very busy. Once everybody got started we were filled with lines almost immediately. And we cracked 200 in the first hour. It would slow down a lot after that but it was still really nice. Me and Cj did not really make any sales in the first hour. I think that when we're that busy people don't really look and peruse the non-food items as much.

But once it did slow down I had a great time. Earlier in the day James had helped me staple my new surprise bags closed and then we got baked goods. I had a really nice conversation with Bob about the metal casting and some of the projects from the week. Ann and me talked about upcoming stuff and the wedding that she's going to for her nephew. And it was just a really good day.

Ann left around 10:00 And then I was in charge. I tried to make sure I talked to everyone I could. Including the fire truck people who came from the fire museum. It was very neat seeing such an old vehicle. And I had a nice chat with the guys. Because they were originally supposed to be there around 9:00 9:30 but they didn't get their till about 10:45 because there was a huge accident apparently and they had to go around the city and the thing only goes 30 miles an hour. But they made it and that's all that matters.

I got to learn about a new fruit today. Called a ground cherry or a huskberry. And that was cool. I did not eat it but it was neat to look at. I heard that it kind of is like a sweet tomato.

And I did pretty good as far as sales go. I made $105 and I sold quite a few frogs. And it was just really fun. I had a lot of nice conversations and got to tell people stories and make jokes and it was a nice day.

One of the other really nice things was that a woman came and asked if it was okay if she just threw on the side of the market and we were like sure. And she drew Tucky's truck and that was so cool and Anne liked it so much that she bought it and is going to gift it to Tucky which I thought was so cute. I was in charge of bringing it home so I could put fixative on it and keep it safe. Big responsibility.

Once the market was over I waited a little longer than normal to clean up since I knew I was going to stay until the last person was done. CJ help me bring my box to the car once I was ready to do that and a couple vendors brought me stuff that people had left on their table like a water bottle and a loaf of bread. No one came back to me for them so I brought the water bottle inside but I kept the loaf of bread because we're not putting that in the lost and found.

I went inside to James and get them a bathroom break after I said goodbye to CJ. And once everyone was packed up outside I went home. It wasn't sitting and talking with James for a while but then they had guests come in who were being very strange and mostly seem to come in to just tell James that the museum was to expensive. And then left. That also happened to me at my table today when a woman asked me if my frogs were cat toys and I said they could be and she asked how much it was and I told her $10 and she threw it down like it was on fire and said it was too expensive. I have no idea how much she thought it should be but okay. Someone else would buy that frog later on.

I went home though and I would park and then put everything away upstairs and I got changed and then I had bread with butter for lunch. And it was very nice. And then I came in the other room to lay down. I went fall asleep for a while but I was very cozy and when I did sleep it was a very nice nap.

And when I woke up James home. I honestly could have kept sleeping but I knew that I need to go so I wasn't so groggy for the party. I waited about a half an hour to get dressed and I honestly kind of regret how long I waited because then I didn't like the dress I was wearing because it didn't feel right at the top and then I didn't like my other dress because I was afraid because there was white in the pattern that that would be a bad mood and then I didn't like my third dress because it was too short and I was just having such a bad time. I finally just gave up and started working on my hair and that was working but then I didn't like my eyeliner and I was just not having fun. And then I got so overheated that I was getting so upset that I couldn't get the necklace off that I was wearing and everything was going poorly and we were going to be late. And it was just not fun!

I finally just put on a black dress and a colorful belt and it made me feel a lot better. I wore my new sandals and James looks so handsome and I just did not feel good about myself but it would be okay.

We left a couple minutes late but it didn't matter because we were still some of the first people there. But they had asked us to come early because Paul and Sam were asking people to be in their wedding party and Paul asked James to be one of the groomsmen. And I am just so thrilled for them. They got jersey t-shirts made with last names on them and everyone just looks so happy.

But even though I said we were not going to we are going to be going to Uganda. It's not as expensive as I thought it was going to be so I think we can swing it if we are careful and we plan but scary! A whole new country! Africa! I'm very excited also nervous and I'm just curious how all of this is going to go. But it was beautiful to see so much love in the room.

The party itself was great. The space was beautiful. It's right around the corner from us and it was actually across from the Montessori school I had done an outreach program at and I don't even know it was there. James promises that next time we go out to dinner that will be an option because there was lots of food I could eat. Not a ton but more than some places. And while we were waiting for the party itself to start at 7:00 we went outside to take pictures and I tried to shove my phone into a tree because I can figure out where to prop it. But we did get some very nice shots then it was just really really nice and I finally felt good about my outfit and everything so it wasn't as self-conscious.

Once the party got started the Fulwilers were there and it was nice to see them but they were also acting way more normal than they have been lately. And I actually felt super comfortable with them and we were talking and everything was really good and we were able to just have a really good conversation. I don't know what was different but it was great. And I got to meet some people went to high school with James and some of Paul and Sam's friends and got to learn about what Ugandan wedding is like and everything was just beautiful and I was just having such a nice time.

Sam looked beautiful. She has the best smile and she let me look at her engagement ring closer and it was beautiful of course. And I told her that I could not have a ring that tall because I would absolutely cut myself in the face and she was like what are you talking about and I explained that when I got engaged the first thing I did was rub my ring all over my face because I have cut myself so many times on my own thumbnails that I can't even keep them long. And she laughed at me. Which makes sense because that's a ridiculous thing to say.

The food was good. There was dancing. I cried at some speeches. And it was just a really nice night. I tried to dazzle people with stories about art and things that I like to talk about. I want to talk to more of the older people because older people always love me but it's hard when they're all sitting down. Hopefully I will have more opportunities in the future. And it was really nice seeing all the groomsmen together being excited for their friend. And once all of them were there they took some group photos and I was just so happy for everyone. I was happy to be there and support this beautiful love. And remind me how much I love my James.

While speeches were going on I was texting James who was reading them over my shoulder. We were figuring out what we are now calling baby math. Basically the plan had been to get my IUD out this past spring. But then I was like well I don't want to deal with that during summer camp. So I'll wait until August. But if we happen to somehow get pregnant right away the baby math would not work for traveling to Uganda. So now I was like okay We wait until January. But then you got to remember me and just might go on a cruise in October. So that wouldn't work either. So then I was like okay then we wait till when the Ugandan wedding is around April. But I also don't want to have my period while I'm in Africa. So now it looks like I might wait until May to get my IUD out. Which is a year later than I was originally planning and then has the same problem with summer camp. But it's fine. All of this is very silly and very much not very smart way to plan a baby. But it does make me laugh and that is all that's important.

After all of the speeches and the photos we decided it was time to go home because James does have work in the morning still. And we left there a little after 9:30. Lots of hugs and congratulations and then we were back here before 10:00.

Now James is watching a video while I finish my post and I am enjoying being in the air conditioner. Tomorrow I'm going to do some cleaning and I have been looking forward to getting shake shack again. But really I think I'm just mostly going to chill and prepare myself mentally for the week.

I hope you all have a great night. And a wonderful day. Goodnight everyone!!

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ur-favorite-queer-queen · 4 years ago

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Enemies to Lovers

For Maribat March day 23 theme enemies to lovers

Master List

“Kent’s coming over.” Damian stated at breakfast, none of the other Wayne’s seemed phased by this, none but one.

“Again?” At Damian’s nod she continued, “I’ll be in my room or the Batcave so don’t bring him there.”

"He will also be bringing a friend over from that exchange program his school did with the one in London." Damian added, Marinette tensed a little bit but didn’t say anything else.

"Is Jon bringing a stranger over a good idea?" Tim asked.

"Tt, Kent said that he would make sure the boy wouldn't wander." Damian answered, after 9 years in the manor he still hadn't gotten rid of his tt habit.

"I'll be in my room then, I don't want Jon or his friend bothering me." Marinette announced to no one's surprise.

“Marinette,” She turned to look at Dick, “Why don’t you like Jon? This has been going on for almost a year now. Surely you could give him another chance. Or at the very least his friend?”

“Not interested.” And with that she finished her breakfast and went to go help Alfred with cleaning the dishes, like she did every morning.

Damian watched his younger half blood sister go, frown evident on his face. Marinette Wayne had been living with them for over a year now. While she was now 16, her opinion of one Jonathan Kent still had not changed.

After Bruce had a one night stand with her mother she had been born 9 months later, Sabine having no intention of telling Bruce. What she did not expect was that 15 years later she and her husband would be guilty of negligence and emotional abuse of Marinette and custody would be handed to her bio father. Aka Bruce Wayne.

Marinette changed her last name to Wayne and left her life in Paris behind. There was not much left for her there anyways. But she had never told her new family why she was so insistent on leaving Paris behind. More specifically who she was leaving behind.

The Waynes had gotten used to her bubbly personality in the manor, so they were shocked that when they sent her off to Gotham Academy she was dubbed the ‘Ice Princess’ the next morning.

Turns out after what happened in Paris, she refused to open up to anyone. Most days she was found sketching in her sketchbook, always alone. She still got straight A’s and even participated in a few clubs but never made one friend. It was concerning, how much she resembled Damian in that sense.

One day after patrol, after Marinette headed off to bed they started discussing Marinette's social life. Tim had joked that since she's such a ray of sunshine around them that she should meet Jon.

This idea was met with positive reactions, all of them agreeing that Jon would be a good influence for her. He was also her age so that was a plus. And he was Damian's first friend, perhaps he could be Marinette's.

That weekend they were proven wrong. Very wrong. Marinette refused to be in the same room as Jon, and when trying to gently push the boundaries she had set, she grew hostile. Something they had never seen from her for as long as they had known her.

One of their first thoughts was that she was scared of Jon, since he was half Kryptontian. But that idea was quickly shut down after Jason brought up the time she roasted Superman to his face. And had no regrets.

Then they figured it was because he was still a stranger to her. So they had him over more often. But after 2 months they realized that wasn’t the case either. Yet, none of them had the slightest clue why she was so against Jonathon Kent.

Not even Jon knew. All Jon knew was that whenever he walked into the same room as Marinette she grew annoyed. He knew she disliked him but that wasn’t what he was confused about. What made him confused was that he could sense her fear. She was scared of him, and he had no idea why.

He thought about telling the Batfamily, thought about telling Damian, but how would it go over that the latest addition to the Batclan was scared of him. Especially knowing how paranoid and protective they could be. So he just stuck to avoiding her at all costs, it wasn’t that big of a deal anyways.

Marinette didn’t see Jon as an enemy per se she saw him as an enemy, but he was just someone she strongly disliked, she had her reasons. And while Jon definitely didn’t see Marinette as an enemy, the more she ignored him, and he would need to ignore her, started to grate on his nerves. If she was in a room that he was going to enter he would have to wait for her to leave and vice versa. It was getting tiring and he was starting to dislike her more and more to the point she almost became his enemy.

Today would be no different except for one detail. That detail being a blonde haired, green eyed, sunshine child that reminded Jon of himself. While Adrien was a little too naive for his taste, they had gotten along great and he wanted to introduce him to Damian.

Adrien had seemed intrigued by the idea of meeting a Wayne. Apparently his father used to be a businessman and despite the fact he was from France and only moved to London a year ago, he knew of how famous the Waynes are.

Now here they were, in his dad’s car going to Wayne manor.

“Okay, you remember what I told you right?” Jon questioned Adrien, he was making sure the boy was prepared and didn’t accidentally stumble upon the Batcave or anything relating the Waynes to the Bats.

“Yes I know, no wandering around the manor, it’s too big and I’ll get lost. No staring in awe at the Waynes, they’re not the celebrities the press makes them out to be. And if I see a girl with dark hair, blue eyes, and looks to be a head shorter than me, I am to walk away immediately in the other direction and pretend I didn’t see her.” Adrien listed off.

“Perfect!” Jon, exclaimed he was going to add more but his dad interrupted him.

“Okay boys we’re here, I hope you have a good time Adrien.”

“Thanks Mr. Kent, I will!” Adrien cheerfully replied as he followed Jon out of the car. Sometimes this boy reminded Jon too much of himself.

“Master Jon, lovely to see you again. Is this your friend?” Alfred greeted them at the door.

“Yep! This is Adrien Graham de Vanily, Adrien this is Alfred, the Waynes butler but is more like a surrogate grandfather if anything.” Jon introduced.

“Nice to meet you Mr. Alfred.” Adrien stuck out his hand to shake.

“It is nice to meet you too Master Graham de Vanily, please just call me Alfred.”

“Then you can just call me Adrien, Alfred, my last name is such a mouthful.”

“Of course Master Adrien, now will you two be staying for dinner?”

“I don’t know, is it okay if we do?” Jon answered, secretly asking if she would be okay with it.

“It’ll be okay Master Jon. I will inform the others we will be having two guests stay with us for dinner.” Alfred led them inside, “Master Damian should be in the gaming room.” And with that he left.

“Come on, Damian is probably setting up some games for us to play.” Jon grabbed Adrien’s hand and started dragging him down a hallway.

Marinette could hear when Alfred had opened the door for Jon and his friend, she didn’t have super hearing but she had trained her ears for listening for certain things. Like the front door opening.

After a few minutes Alfred had come to tell her the two would be staying for dinner. It wasn’t ideal but she could live with it, all she had to do was give Jon and his friend the cold shoulder for at most an hour. Nothing new to her.

Now a whole hour had passed and she was getting hungry. She still had another hour till dinner so a small snack would be fine. But leaving her room posed the risk of running into Jon or his friend, and she didn’t want to risk an interaction with either of them.

Both of them are with Damian right now. There are no bathrooms near her room or the kitchen. If she hurries it will only take her 10 minutes to get to the kitchen, grab the cookies she made earlier, and come back to her room. And since Damian was banned from the kitchen this week, and both of his new friends are stuck with him, they shouldn’t be anywhere near the kitchen.

Of course when was the universe ever on her side. She was about to open the kitchen door when someone she thought she would never have to see again uttered her name, “Marinette?”

She knew the voice. It was the same voice that told her to stay quiet all those years ago when a vicious liar ran her mouth. The same one that said he was on her side then abandoned her the second things got too tough for him. The same one that didn’t speak up whenever she tried to defend herself, instead saying not to rock the boat. And now the owner of that voice was in her home.

She steeled her face into something cold and emotionless, despite the fear she felt in her stomach and turned to face him, “Agreste.”

“It’s Graham de Vanily now.” He corrected, both forgetting/not noticing the two other people there.

“Pretty sure it’s Agreste, you know, just like your father.” She bit back, venom laced into every word.

“He’s not my father, not anymore.” He replied, fists clenched at his sides, staring her straight in the eyes, confusing the other two boys.

“You sure, because you’re exactly like him, you know.” She raised an eyebrow and matched his gaze.

“I am nothing like him.” Adrien took a threatening step forward and that’s when Damian immediately stepped in front of Marinette, wanting to protect his little sister from this person who just threatened her. Damian was about to ask something but was cut off when Marinette moved around him to face Adrien.

“Really? Both of you put your own wants and desires above the well being of other people. Your father the people of Paris, and for you it was me.” Jon saw she was visibly shaking, from fear or anger he wasn’t sure. Both emotions were pretty strong for her, and when he focused on Adrien all the boy felt was guilt.

“Look Mari I’m-” He was cut off by Marinette’s angry shout.

“You would think that after all you put me through you would at least have the dignity to not call me by a nickname that friends are only allowed to call me. You know, people who actually care about me!”

“Marinette, I’m sorry okay, that was really dumb of me!” Adrien shouted back.

“Save it! You can pretend to regret your actions all you want, but people like you don’t change! That’s something you taught me!” Snack forgotten, Marinette ran back to her room and slammed the door. Locking it, she slid down the back of it and just cried.

“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do Graham de Vanily. How do you know my little sister? Why did she react to you like that? What did she mean by ‘all you put her though?’...” As Damian kept spitting out question after question Jon followed Marinette. Her cries were the only thing he could hear right then and there.

As he made his way closer to her, the cries stopped, only tiny sniffles coming out. “What do you want Kent?” He could hear the shaking in her voice no matter how much she tried to cover it up.

He sat down, his back resting on the closed door thinking about what he should say. “I wanted to see if you were okay.”

“I find that hard to believe. You wanted answers didn’t you?” She hiccuped in between words.

“A little bit.”

“Well once upon a time there was a teenage girl who wore rose colored glasses all the time. She saw the world in rainbows and sunshine, never knowing of the darkness. Then one day a lying fox came into her life, spreading her tall tales. The girl tried to warn her friends and family but they didn’t listen. The fox ripped off the girl’s glasses and forced her to see the world for what it really was. The girl’s love at the time came to her and told her to keep silent, after all the fox’s lies weren’t hurting anyone. It was then she noticed that the boy wore the same glasses she did, only his were much stronger than hers had ever been. But she loved him, so she believed him, that everything would turn out okay, that if it didn’t he would be by her side.

Slowly those around the girl turned on her, despite her doing nothing wrong. The boy who she once loved left her the second things got tough, never letting her stand up for herself. Soon the lying fox had gotten to her parents, things escalated from there. Now the girl moved to live with her bio family and everything was fine for a time. But then a boy who saw the world in sunshine and rainbows came around, and she was reminded of her past all over again.” Marinette finished her tale, her hiccups had faded away.

“You don’t like me because I remind you of Adrien?” He hesitantly asked.

“You don’t just remind me of him. Every time I see you I see him. But you’re also different from him. I don’t know. When you’re all happy and optimistic you're like him, but you also know how to be serious, which is something he could never do. I don’t know how to explain it but I thought if I kept you away from it would be alright. I really messed up didn’t I?” Marinette tried to keep the tears in her eyes from falling.

“Kind of. But if you want we can start over.” Jon suggested, he wouldn’t mind getting to know the Marinette Damian talked so fondly about, not that Damian would ever admit it.

He heard the lock unlock and he stood up as the door opened. He turned around and there was Marinette, her eyes were a little red and she had tears stains on her cheeks but she looked much better than before.

She stuck her hand out, “Hi, nice to meet you, I’m Marinette Wayne.” She looked up to look in his eyes and wondered if they were always so blue. And oh god please say she didn’t start blushing!

“Nice to meet you Marinette. I’m Jonathan Kent, but you can call me Jon.” Jon took her hand and shook it, his eyes looked into hers and he couldn’t help but think they looked so beautiful when they weren’t glaring at him. Unfortunately, Damian’s scream broke them out of their daze.

“ANSWER ME!!!”

“We better go help him.” Marinette pulled her hand back.

“Yeah we probably should.” Jon replied but Marinette was already racing to where they left the boys. Jon ran to catch up with her, mentally berating himself for thinking his friend’s sister was cute.

Marinette on the other hand was mentally berating herself for thinking that someone she used to dislike so much was now cute. Not to mention he’s her brother’s best friend. Well, Damian doesn’t have to know she thinks that.

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I’m back from the dead! As I said before in What If... (which you can find on my master list day 22) school sucks and has been burying my grave so I had to focus on that for a while. But I have this and What If... done and am planning on doing the other days I have not crossed off on my Master List.

This took so long to write and I’m already planning a part 2. Anyways hope u enjoyed!

@maribatmarch-2k21

#maribatmarch2021 #maribat #maribat march #marijon #enemies to lovers #planning a part 2 #stay tuned #marinette wayne #little sister marinette #big brother damian #adrien graham de vanily

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airashisakura · 4 years ago

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Pregnancy Diaries

Chapter 1 - Ball of Fur

Rating : General audience

Relationships : Uchiha Sasuke & Haruno Sakura

Summary : Sasuke wakes up one fine morning and finds Sakura missing.

FFN Ao3

This lovely art was a birthday gift from @something-like-air Also thanks to @ayuumaku for drawing this cute and beautiful art💖

The light peeking through the curtains of the rented room stirred the raven haired shinobi out from his slumber. He groaned and refused to get up from half-awake state as his lone hand traveled to the other side of the bed to clutch his wife and hide his face in the nook of her shoulder.

Every morning he inhaled her saccharine scent that invigorated him to face a new day. The day itself was bright and sunny, just like her smile. It had become a habit for Sasuke to snuggle before all his senses kicked in to continue for the coming day. But today, his hands were kissed good morning by an empty sheet. He sprang up from his sleepy state, partly bewildered and partly scared.

After Sakura became part of his journey, they had been camping mostly under open skies and after regular intervals they would settle in at an inn - to refill their basic supplies and to indulge in intimate acts after they set out again. But this morning routine was never missed. Even in woods and in unknown terrains, Sasuke somehow made sure to indulge himself in this pleasure. And now back from a few weeks, they'd been sleeping in warm bed and futons more often. It had become crucial too! Although Sakura didn't mind and persuaded Sasuke not to, Sasuke couldn't stop fretting over spending nights in the middle of nowhere when his wife was about 9 weeks pregnant and combating early symptoms of pregnancy like unexplainable tiredness, random headaches, and unusual abdominal cramps and backaches.

And here he is... His pregnant wife was missing from the bed. His concern about her health pushed him out of his torpid state. He knocked on the door of the washroom since her morning sickness was getting worse day by day. Sakura wasn't there either. And now missing from the room they stayed at the night with no note of her leaving abruptly. Sasuke tried sensing her chakra, but it was of no use. It brought two possibilities in his mind - either she had some urgent errands to run in the village, or she was in trouble. Uchiha Sasuke had never felt his fingers running cold, but he was confident that if it had been the latter one, Sakura would have left some clues. He trusted his wife's skills and intellect. He dressed up quickly in his full shinobi attire, and he rushed outside to inspect more.

Sasuke was planning to look thoroughly around the whole village. He knew very well that Sakura could take care of anyone who might try to hurt her, but her current condition worried him. He was about to leave the inn when he considered asking about her whereabouts at the reception desk, where an old lady sat sipping tea, complaining about her old-age.

Sasuke furrowed his brow at the thought of initiating a conversation with people. That was something Sakura was good at, and she usually took the responsibility wherever they went. Well, Damn you Sakura!

"Excuse me?" Sasuke tapped on the counter to get the lady's attention.

The lady looked suspiciously at him from above the rim of her round glasses.

"Have you seen a woman around my age?" Sasuke was trying to be more distinctive while describing his wife. "Pink hair and green eyes."

The suspicion in the lady's face grew dark. "What business do you have with her?" She retorted back.

What! I was with her when we checked in yesterday! Sasuke let out a frustrated sigh. "I am her husband."

"Oh?" The woman began to complain again about her old age and regressing memory.

Sasuke was losing it now. He had no idea where Sakura was or what even happened to her! He was regretting this useless interaction when the lady screeched at top of her voice.

"Sakura-chan is so good and beautiful."

Sasuke raised his eyebrows, but more and more anger built up as the lady hadn't told if she had seen his wife or not!

"Come with me, boy." The old lady got off from the seat as she muttered and cursed about her backache.

Sasuke bluntly followed her with his usual aloof expression. The old lady started walking towards the stairs. Sasuke was perplexed to find out that Sakura was still somewhere in the inn, yet relieved as he ticked off all the dangerous possibilities he'd been able to conjure. They crossed the first floor where their allotted room was, then she took the stairs to the second floor. The old lady's sluggish movements and the beats of her walking stick against the wooden stairs were testing his patience.

This is terrible, Sasuke cursed inwardly as he realized how impatient he could grow when he couldn't feel Sakura's skin or her chakra. Although the latter wasn't Sakura's fault, he was one to suggest hiding their chakras after she got pregnant to prevent any enemy ambush.

Finally, Sasuke's patience was rewarded when the old lady pointed towards her. Sakura was sitting cross-legged on the floor in the balcony of an unrented room. She was in her regular civilian dress, carrying the Uchiha sigil at her back. The very evidence that Sasuke had rebuilt his family. But the scars of losing it all over were still fresh after all these years.

Yesterday, when they had checked in, they'd been asked to rent this room, but Sakura dismissed the offer since having an attached balcony would have added extra charges.

But what business does she have here!

"You're really lucky. Take good care of her."The old lady smiled with the few teeth she had.

Sasuke nodded gratefully before the lady walked away, leaving them alone.

Sasuke walked towards her. As he scooted near her, he saw Sakura. Her dilated pupils were beautifully set within her orbs, plump pink lips parted in astonishment, her cheeks resting on her palms with curiosity even rivaling that of a child. Sasuke's gaze followed with her to the source of her amazement.

A cat? He noticed the cat had an abnormally large belly. Now, he was done with deducing things!

"Sakura?"

"This cat is pregnant!"Sakura spoke with a little thrill in her voice.

"What are you doing here? And why didn't you leave a note?" His frustration came upon her, but he accused himself of being insensitive when Sakura turned to face him with a small pout forming on her lips.

Has she become more beautiful? Sasuke's heart thumped in his chest.

"Sorry, Sasuke-kun. I felt nauseous so I got out of bed and then I heard this poor thing yowling."She pointed towards the cat. She carefully patted on the female feline's round distended belly and continued, "I couldn't find out then from where the sound was coming. So I asked the old lady at reception about this in the morning and she brought me here. This cat might have somehow climbed up here but couldn't get down later."

Sasuke listened to her long explanation as he noticed she brought some food with her to feed the cat.

"And a note?"

"Well, I forgot to write one." She sheepishly admitted, scratching the back of her neck.

Sasuke glared at her. Sakura made her puppy face to cool down his wrath. Nevertheless, he gave up on his anger and sat beside her.

Sakura got again into her business of observing and caressing the cat. Sasuke noticed every feature of her alluring face that twinkled with happiness as she explained that the cat was going to deliver in a day or two. And other things he ignored, as usual, when he stared at her.

"Sasuke-kun, did you see that?" Sakura's voice spiked in excitement again, bringing Sasuke from his wandering state. He was reluctant to remove his eyes from her, but she coaxed him to look at the cat.

"See?" Sakura merrily pointed to a part of the cat's belly, which was momentarily raised by a little bump before leveling up again with the belly.

Sasuke literally had no idea what had just happened, but Sakura could make out by his face that he was scared like anything.

Sakura chuckled as she explained, "You see, one of the babies inside her kicked." And now her laugh diminished to a gentle smile settling on her lips as his cheeks turned crimson.

Sasuke's gaze followed towards her belly, which is still taut with no physical sign of new life sprouting inside her. But he remembered Sakura telling him that in the coming months it was going to expand and would be more visible.

Sakura held him by his wrist and placed his palm on her lower abdomen. "You know, this little one will also move and kick from the coming months." The shade of her cheeks deepened and Sasuke gawked.

"Would that hurt?" Sasuke asked her.

Sakura giggled. "Sometimes, it would. It depends on the baby's position in the womb." She explained as well as she could in medical terms. The perks of being a medic-nin!

"But it would be great to feel the baby move," she sighed dreamily.

It was still difficult for him to imagine that months later he would be a father. An unknown relationship that would come to existence - a new member of his family. This reminded him of the family he once had. He once thought nothing could revive the feelings of the family that he lost, yet here he was with the one who would gift him a new life. A new life carrying both of their parts.

"Ne Sasuke-kun, can we stay for a few more days till I see her kittens?" She understood that she accompanied Sasuke in his journey, promising that she wouldn't be a reason to halt him, but the newly surging maternal hormones urged her to.

"Aah," he paused and added, "We will shift to this room."

"Eh? Sasuke-kun, you don't…" Before she could complete her sentence, Sasuke pulled her closer and kissed gently on her forehead.

Sakura adjusted her position as she wrapped her arms around his torso and rested her head on his chest as Sasuke dipped his head in the crook of her neck, enjoying the closeness that he had missed that morning.

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Again, after two mornings, Sasuke found himself in bed alone when he woke up, but he knew now where Sakura was. He lazily dragged himself to the balcony where Sakura was seated on the floor. Sasuke sat beside her, looking towards the new wooly creatures, snuggling close to their mother. The cat had delivered a litter of kittens a day before and she was now busy in feeding her newborns.

After the cat was done, Sakura patted her and set a kitten on her lap. She scratched the head of the little being with fingers while she said, "I won't hold you here any longer. The kittens are well, so we can move now."

But something caught Sasuke's attention. He looked carefully towards the kitten that was on Sakura's lap. A pair of innocent emerald eyes stared back at him. Its body was covered with white fur except the head, which had shining black fur. Sasuke felt unexpected familiarity within that unfamiliar creature.

Could it be? Sasuke thought. An Uchiha with green eyes?

"Sasuke-kun?" Sakura nudged him out of his thoughts.

Sasuke blinked back and responded, "Aah."

Yes to Sakura's question and a yes to his own thought. He didn't think it wouldn be bad if his child got Sakura's eyes.

Sakura gave him a questioning look. Sasuke tapped on her forehead and stood up, saying, "Let's get going then."

Sakura blushed at his gesture.

She ruffled the mama cat's fur, earning a purr from her. Sasuke lent his hand as Sakura carefully got off from the floor, the other hand resting on her belly.

Sakura flinched in pain as she stood. "Ouch, my back hurts," she whined, rubbing her lower back.

"Hn. Just like that old lady."

Sakura narrowed her eyes on her insult, but she laughed it off.

Never had either of them thought someone's arrival could provide them with extra happiness they had never asked for!

Chapter 2

#sasusaku #sasusakufic #ss fic #ss fiction #SasuSakufiction #blank period #sasusaku travels #ssblankperiod2021 #pregnant Sakura #Pregnancy Diaries #sasuke uchiha #sakura haruno #filling the gaps #because meow

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 4 years ago

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loving you is the antidote

Summary:

Harry meet you at the gala and you both spent the whole night talking. He didn't get your number and he thought that was the end of you both, but later you both found your way back to each other while filming the Golden music video in italy.

Warning: fluff

Word count: 3.9k

Title: loving you is the antidote

Pairing: harry styles x reader

author note: been waiting to post this lol

Masterlist • requested closed. Don't send any!

Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission. Comments and reblog welcome!

Here's how it started.

You woke up to your alarm blaring. Any other day you would hate that, but today you were quite grateful for it. You were going to the met gala for the first time in your career as a model. It was exciting.

You hopped out of the bed. Before you left your room you grabbed your phone before walking down the hallway to the kitchen.

It was 11 in the morning, birds were chirping and the sun was casting light on your kitchen. It felt nice against your skin as you pulled out your cereal and milk. You walked over to the island and took a seat and began to eat your breakfast while you scrolled through Instagram.

You didn't notice it at first, but you got a dm from someone you really adored. When you finally noticed, you gasped loudly

It was Harry Styles

You just couldn't believe it. The spoon in your hand, feel from your fingers as you pressed his contact. A message popped up and you began to read them.

Hi it's Harry styles. I just wanted to say I really admire what you do. I hope we can meet if you're going to the met gala tonight because I am. We can talk if you'll like, just really want to meet you. See you then hopefully. Love H.

The last bit made you smile a lot. You were really thinking about messaging him back, but you decided to surprise him until you got to the gala.

You finished up your breakfast with a racing heart. Harry styles out of all people liked what you did; he admired it. That made you shocked, at the same time giddy, also nervous.

After you finished your breakfast, you got up from the table, placing your bowl in the sink. As soon as you turned your phone began to ring. Walking back to the table, you picked it up seeing that it was your manager Sara.

Quickly you picked up. "Hi Sara." You practically screamed into the phone. You already regret it.

"Wow you're quite exciting. What happened? it's almost 9 in the morning, you're never this happy." Sara chuckled. You knew she was shaking her head.

"Sorry Sara. It's just… I got a message from someone special today."

"Ohh who?" She asked flirty. You laughed. "It was from harry styles. He wanted to see me at the met gala. He said he admired me." You began to beam as you remembered that message.

"Wow y/n lucky you." Sara laughed. "Well if you're going to see him at the gala then me and Jenny have to come over and get you ready."

"I'm ready to get ready." You nodded even though she couldn't see you. "Okay well I'll see you in about…" Sara looked down at her watch. "In about an hour. I'll see you till then ok?"

"Okay Sara." You said your good-byes to each other and ended the call. You exhaled after sitting your phone down on the kitchen counter. You were going to take a nice warm shower before Sara got here because it was always needed

You walked out of the kitchen, down the hall, to the bathroom. You inched over to the shower, turning the on knob to the hot water. While it got warm, You began to stare at yourself in the mirror for a few minutes, Harry styles still on your mind.

When you noticed you were daydreaming you quickly snapped out of it. "Gosh." You muttered to yourself. You turned to the shower seeing the glass steaming with fog. You began to strip from your pajamas until you were bare as the day you were born.

Slowly you got under the warm shower. Your muscles relaxing as a sigh passed your lips. Water trickled down your skin as you stood under the shower head. It felt amazing, and you'll love to stay in there forever, but you had things you had to do and that wasn't an option.

You began to wash your body. After about 5 minutes you were satisfied by how clean you were and turned off the shower head. You got out, right after wrapping a towel over your damp body, before you walked over to your vanity to begin your morning routine.

You bopped your head to Golden that was now blasting on your phone as you got yourself ready. You just loved Harry's angelic voice as he sang from his heart.

You were so in your element you didn't notice Time was moving quickly. The doorbell rang making you jump slightly. You got up out of your vanity chair and Walked to the door.

Opening it, you were met with Sara and your makeup artist and stylist. "How are you y/n?" Jeffrey, your makeup artist, asked as you let them all in. "Um…" you drew a long breath. "Pretty good."

You shut the door behind you before turning to look at them. "That's amazing. I heard the very famous Harry styles adores you." He gave you wiggly eyebrows as he sat his makeup case down. You began to blush at his knowing.

"Yes he does adore me. He wants to see me later which is pretty exciting." You clashed your hands together, smiling widely. Your stylist Maria laughed, "well take a seat. We're going to glam you up for this big day." You smiled at them and took a seat at your dining room table. "Work your magic."

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

two hours later they were all done. Your makeup was done, so was your hair. You decided on a white Versace dress to wear to the gala because it made you feel sexy and look sexy. Your team agreed on that last statement when you walked out of your bedroom with it on.

"Oh my gosh y/n you look amazing honey." Jeffrey said.

You twirled around, showing off the lace dress. "I love it, it looks so nice." Sara walked over to you. "Are you ready to go?" She smooths out the dress before looking at you.

"I'm more than ready." You said, beaming. "Alright then," Sara clashed her hands together. "Let's go then."

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

The drive to the gala didn't take long. You were so giddy to go. It was probably mostly because of Harry. As you pulled into the driveway of the art museum, Jeffrey made sure your makeup was perfect before you even stepped out of the car.

Sara stepped out first before a guard helped you out. You took a deep breath as you saw people everywhere. You put on a smile as the door was shut behind you.

Slowly, you walked up the steps, the photographer calling your name for you to look at their camera. You posed, giving them every angle.

You eventually reached the top of the stairs. Waiting up there was an interviewer wanting to interview you.

"Y/n, how are you?" She asked you, holding the microphone up to you. "I'm great. Really excited to be here." You looked at the interviewer, ready for her next question.

"What are you wearing tonight?"

"Um… I'm wearing versace. I've wanted to wear this dress forever. I'm very excited to be wearing it." You laughed at the end of the sentence before smiling.

"Well it's your first time to the gala, are you excited to see anyone?" She looked at you, waiting for your answer. You were dying to say Harry styles, but you know what kinda drama that could start. So you said some other people you were actually excited to see. "I'm excited to see Blake lively and Zendaya." You kinda lied.

The interviewer went with it and asked you a few more questions before she ended. Sara then led you to where the party was. You breathed a sigh of relief, but your heart was beating fast. Harry styles could be anywhere in the building. That excited you a lot. A waiter came over to you with a glass of wine. You took it right after you thinked him. You stood in the back and looked around at the sea of people. They were dressed beautifully from head to toe. You felt kinda shitty because your dress wasn't much compared to others. But a voice made you forget about the others around you.

"You look stunning."

You turned to your left to see the one and only harry. Your eyes met with his emerald eyes and it felt like you both were the only two in the building. A smile appeared on Harry's face as he walked closer to you. The pit in your stomach filled with butterflies the hurted, but in the most amazing way.

"How are darlin'?" Harry asked. "Um… I'm great." You were flustered and Harry noticed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to bite." He winked at you, making you giggle a little.

"Uh so you want to talk?" You asked him, sitting the champagne glass on the bar top that was behind you. Harry nodded lightly. "Yes, I would like to talk. Follow me."

Harry began to lead the way. You followed him, trying not to freak the hell out. Harry led you to a room where only a few people were. They were in their own little world so of course Harry brought you back there.

"Here sit beside me." Harry sat down in a chair and you sat in the one beside him. "So," Harry started, looking at you. "I just wanted to chat with you because you're pretty amazing."

You felt your face heat up at his words. "Thank you. You're pretty amazing yourself." Harry smiled, showing off his dimple. "Stopped, you're making me blush."

You chuckled at him. "No seriously you are. Your singing is unbelievably amazing and it just makes me forget about the world and smile." You looked off into the distance as you thought about those nights where you were belching lights up in your house by yourself.

"Thank you for making music." You turned back to Harry seeing him look at you with a smirk. "You're a doll. Well I'm going to say your modeling is awesome. I hope that doesn't sound weird but yeah it is."

“No it’s not. Thank you again.”

You and Harry kept talking. You both were flirting with each other like crazy. You would notice Harry's eyes falling to your lips as you talked. It made you flustered. You weren’t going to lie, you were doing the same thing.

You both didn’t notice that you had been talking for an hour until Sara came and told you that you unfortunately had to go. You looked back as Sara walked away.

“Well i gotta go.” you stood up and exhaled. “It was nice to meet you.” you turned to see harry getting up. “Same here.” he stood in front of you. His lips were pressed into a thin line as he looked into your eyes. You smiled slightly as shivers ran across your sink. Harry inched closer and closer to your lips, his eyes flickering to yours and to your lips. Both yours and Harry's hearts were racing.

Time stopped as Harry's lips touched yours. Your whole body tingled as he kissed you. The kiss was sweet, but had so much passion in it. You wanted to stay like this forever but you knew you couldn’t. You pulled away from Harry's lips, resting your forehead against yours.

“I have no words.” you muttered as you opened your eyes. Harry pulled away, looking at you. “Same. I really enjoyed this day with you, hopefully we meet again.” Harry said as he took his hand, brushing it over your cheek bone. “Well I should go before Sara comes and yells at me. Bye harry.”

You waved to him as you walked away, leaving his sight. Harry watched as you walked away. He knew you were going to be on his mind all week and he wouldn't have minded that.

Harry sat back down in the chair. A smile appeared on his face as he leaned back. You were something special.

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It's been a whole month since you've seen Harry. He was on your mind constantly. You loved every thing that happened on the night of the Met gala, but one thing you regret was not getting his number.

On the other side of the world, Harry was feeling the same way. You flooded his mind constantly. He fell asleep smiling as he thought about you. He wished he would've been smarter and got your number, but he couldn't go back and now he had to live with it.

Harry sat on his couch, his guitar tucked in between his arms and his thighs as he strummed away. He was coming up with some new music for his next album. The sound of his guitar filled Harry's ears. This song he was playing was about you and how close he was to getting you. He was really indulged in singing, so much when his phone rang it startled him.

He picked it up seeing that it was jeff. “Jeff?” Harry said. “Hi harry, so i was thinking we could do a music video for golden. What do you think?”

Harry suckedin his breath as he thought. “Um… I do like the sound of that. When do you want me to do it and where?”

“Um I was thinking today you can go to Italy and film like a 70s style music video. And I have the perfect girl for the video.” Jeff laughed on the other end of the phone. Harry smiled at Jeff's words, getting extremely curious. “Who is it?” Harry questioned. Jeff sucked in his breath. “Uh you have to go to italy to see.”

Harry shook his head laughing at jeff. “Okay you convinced. I’m going.” Harry got up and finished the call with jeff. After he hung up, Harry made his way to his bedroom to pack. He opened his closet and pulled out his suitcase. He began to stuff a few pairs of pants and trousers in his suitcase. When he had enough for a few days, he zipped up his suitcase and walked out of the room with it.

Harry wondered who Jeff was going to pair him with for the music video, but he’ll eventually see. Before Harry left he called Anne to tell her where he was going. She was still a huge Mama Bear. When he was finished with the call, he drove his way to the airport.

Watermelon sugar was blasting on the radio. Harry could help but belch out the song because you know it's his song. After about 15 minutes Harry arrived at the airport. He parked, got out of his car before making his way to the airport. After going through security he walked through the terminal. Of course while waiting to board some fans asked for a picture. He didn't mind so he took some pictures with a few. When Harry was finally in his seat by the window, he put in his airpods to listen to some 80s music and began to read a book.

2 hours and 30 minutes later Harry arrived in italy. Harry quickly unboarded so he wasn't seen. His taxi was already waiting for him when he exited the huge building. Harry put his bag in the trunk before getting into the back. The driver pulled away as soon as Harry buckled his seat belt. He was making his way to the hotel where Harry would be staying. While the driver was driving to his destination, Harry's eyes were outside of the window.

He loved italy a lot. It almost felt like his second home. He just felt so safe and welcome here.

"Alright we're here sir." The driver looked at Harry through the mirror. Harry looked at the guy, "okay, thank you." Harry said, reaching for his wallet. He tipped the guy a generous amount which earned a thanks. Harry smiled slightly at the guy before opening the door, taking his baggage and walking into the hotel.

Harry was quickly checked into a room. Once he got the key card he was off to the elevator. He was hoping to get in a nap before they filmed anything.

With his slinder, run clad fingers, Harry pressed the up button. It didn't take long for the door to open up. Harry walked in and sat down his luggage with an exhale. The door was about to shut 6 seconds later, but Harry heard a distant voice.

"Hold the door please."

And Harry did. He put his hand out and the door opened again. The voice that Harry heard now had a face to it. You walked into the elevator, smiling, not even aware who was beside you.

"Thank you for that. You pressed your floor before turning to see who it was. Your jaw practically dropped to the floor when you saw Harry.

"Harry!?" You were shocked. You didn't think you'd meet him again; yet here you both were in the same hotel.

"Y/n… How.. how are you?" Harry asked, stumbling to find his words. "I'm okay. I'm here to do a music video with someone." You said smiling.

"I'm doing a music video." Harry said. "Wait that's why Jeff was so giggly, it was you." Harry smiled causing you to do the same. "Well I guess our managers were thinking the right way." You laughed. "I'm happy I'm here. Especially know that you're as well."

Without hesitation Harry kissed you. God how you missed his lips. His tongue ran across your bottom lips before he kissed you zealously. You moaned a little as you cupped his cheeks deepening the kiss.

Unfortunately you both pulled away when the elevator dinged. You were breathless and so was harry. "This is my floor." You picked up your bag. "Um I'll see you later?" You said looking at Harry.

He nodded, "of course” you smiled at him as you walked out of the elevator. As soon as the door closed you squealed excitedly. Smiling, you walked down the hall to your suit that you were staying at. You struggled to get the key card in the slot from smiling so much but you eventually did and walked straight, tossing your bag to the ground. You fell back onto the bed with your arms wide open. You couldn’t stop smiling.

The italian sun outside of your window cascaded down on your body making you feel golden.

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Harry was feeling the same. As soon as he entered his room he started doing his happy dance. He was more than happy, he was ecstatic. You did that to him. Harry calmed himself down before plopping down on his bed. He ran his hands over his hands trying to stop the smile on his face. He knew he couldn’t so he decided to sleep on it for an hour or so before he started filming.

Harry changed into some joggers and pulled off his shirt before getting comfy under the blanket. He fell asleep with a smile on his face(and also on his tummy hehe).

About an hour later, Harry woke up to his phone ringing. He adjusted from his sleep before reaching for his phone on the nightstand. “‘Ello?”

“Harry,” it was jeff. “ are you ready to film?” Harry sat up as soon as Jeff asked that. “Yeah. I just took a little nap.” he cleared his throat. “Okay be down stairs in 5 minutes, bye.” Jeff hung up before Harry could say bye, which Harry thought was rude.

He just pushed that out of his mind as he got out of the bed. He put on some shorts and a white button up shirt. Before he left the room he made sure his hair was perfect before grabbing his phone leaving the room.

Down the hall, near the elevator you were waiting for him. Harry of course smiled when he saw you because he didn't expect you to be waiting.

“Hi, what are you doing here waiting for me?” you walked up to him “well I ‘m scared of elevators.” you pouted your lip as you joked. Harry laid, “alright come on.”

He pressed the down button and waited for the elevator to open. “Wait how'd you get up to my floor then?” Harry asked, looking over at you. The way your eyes grew large as Harry caught you in your lie made him laugh.

The elevator opened and you and Harry walked in. you pressed the main floor and watched as the door closed. As you both went down, you couldn’t help looking over at harry. He was looking at the floors as they changed. You can see slight dimples in his cheek telling you he knew you were staring at him. You just chuckled softly before turning back, turning away, looking back forward.

The elevator soon came to a stop letting you and Harry off. Harry politely let you walk out first before he followed. Some crew that was helping film were waiting for you and harry to take you to the location you needed to go. You and Harry followed them outside before walking in the warm sun a block down to the filming location. When you arrived the director gave you and Harry simple instructions.

“Harry was up first driving the car and running. You watched as his curls blowing in the wind and how he made funny faces. You couldn't help but laugh to yourself at how adorable and hot he was.

you didn’t do much during your takes. so it was mostly you and Harry doing a little talking, giggling, and danced playfully. He was such a fun person to be around and you wish you could be with him Every day if it was possible.

After filming various takes the director called it a day. Your eyes were on the sky watching as the sun rays painted a golden picture on the sky. You didn't notice but Harry was looking at you with a smile.

Your skin glowed so nicely as the sun shined on you. A little smile played on your face making Harry chuckle quietly to himself.

He took it upon himself to walk over to you and wrap his arms around your waist. Of course you knew who it was - it made you smile.

"Hi Harry." You said leaning back. Harry looked at you as you looked up at him. "Hi y/n." Harry looked at the sky before speaking again. "You know something, when I left the gala I couldn't stop smiling. You were the first person that ever made me feel so free and so not famous. And when I forgot to ask I thought I lost my chances with you forever. My mind was going crazy; couldn't stop thinking about you for a second and how stupid I was to not get your number. But you know what?"

Harry looked at you. "What you mumbled. "None of that matters because I'm right here with you right now and there's nowhere I want to be."

You smiled softly at him. "I can say the same." You turned in Harry's arms. "I was going through a hard time before I met You. Not to be cliche or anything, but loving you is the antidote and I mean that."

Harry smiled before he cupped your cheek, kissing you tender and sweet.

The end

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*

I love this. My longest fic too

best believe I got more coming

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Wednesday 10 August 1836

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no kiss A- crying and low talked to her she wants to go from home it would be madness in me just now very fine morning and F62° at 8 10 am out till breakfast at 9 - out with William Keighley topping a large oak against the new approach road thro’ the wood and cut down a fineish young dead ash not far from the oak - William K- observed he seldom knew a new road made thro’ a wood, but some trees died - it was like as if a new air was let in that killed them - WK- had beer, and then went to cut down the 3 good larches and the one dead Spruce fir at Lower place against the garden wall - Mr. S. Washington came about 10 to set up rent book for me - had Mr. Husband and Moorhouse the whitesmith and bell-hanger to hang bell for my aunt in the parlour and parlour bedroom - and had 2 men from Greenwood’s to paper the room - Mrs. Ann Lee here (as yesterday also) making curtains for the room and bedroom - Matty here (has been these ten days already) doing up beds - A- says we have so many workpeople in the house, she will stay at home today and not go to Cliff hill - Mr. Husband ordered about the bells hanging (for my aunt and my dressing room) and gave me Mr. Harper’s measurement and valuation of Booth’s masonry at the Lodge = £345.17.0 and Mr. Washington’s note to Mawson saying that the difference between his (Mr. Washington’s) and Mr. Harper’s measurement of the meer was so small that he (SW-) considered Mr. H-‘s measurement right - I mentioned this to SW asked on what side the difference was - he said about 20 yards+ but Mawson was quite satisfied - I said I was very glad of it - Mr. H- must settle as he thought fit but I would rather the difference in M-‘s favour was allowed - SW- mentioned that Simeon Shaw had applied for Hilltop - I said I had believed it was let - but now I was uncertain - the man wanted a new house and barn - to the amount of about £300 which + the expense on the fallow I should not agree to - Rent £50 and a vote - a few minutes with Wood and Jack Green puddling the low pool - and with Robert Mann and Samuel Booth and Matthew (had A- with me about ½ hour) and with Charles Howarth and James finishing guarding the single trees - out - about - till after 12 - then with A- and wrote the whole of the above - and wrote copy of note for A- to Mr. Parker in answer to note from Mrs. Wadsworth that bout [bought] the quarry - A- had note from Mr. Parker enclosing note to him from Mrs. Wadsworth asking if 5 years lease would be long enough of the road from the quarry Mrs. W-‘s wish being to oblige Miss Walker - out at 2 5 - (A- went to Cliff hill) - at the pool with Wood and Jack Green and about 3 Robert Mann + Samuel Booth and Matthew arrived with one of 2 great oak roots (felled at Mr. Gray’s suggestion last year and stubbed up from the old hedge row between the 2 Brook Ings) that Frank carted up and he afterwards brought the other - got them both planted in the high slope above the horse chesnut and at the Rocks, so as to raise the mound and keep out more light from the great Sam-stone in the bottom - came in at 6 55 - dinner at 7 - A- wrote the note to Mr. Parker (vid. 8 lines above this) begging her thanks to Mr. Wadsworth - while out this afternoon Waddington the shoemaker came to me - he will gladly pay A- a shilling a year for his back kitchen (at Hipperholme quarry) - told me the cottages houses and garden adjoining widow Schofield’s cottages were on sale - Miss Walker of Liverpool the owner and would be glad to sell them - I said A- did not want them but W- might ask the price - dinner at 7 - coffee - ½ asleep for some time - A- did her French - with my aunt ½ hour till 10 and read the newspaper - came upstairs at 10 25 - wrote the last 11 lines till 11 - very fine day F52° at 10 ½ pm - the great rag cover laid over the safes today in the cellar -

Mr. Townley of Kirkham near Preston Lancashire came this morning to sketch the house and grounds - asked leave - afterwards thanked me - so I asked him in (about 2pm) and he had bread and butter and beer - meant his sketch for a scene at the new theatre at Blackpool - meant to sketch in the Todmodern valley - came here by accident - much pleased

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xsarcasticwriterx · 4 years ago

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Wonderwall-part 5

Summary: Steve get closer to you the more your pregnancy advances and tony tries to keep his distance as he come to realize his feeling

Pairing: Tony stark x reader x Bucky barnes, some stucky x reader

Warnings: swearing, alcohol , some minor angsty angst,

Notes: Ok i really like wonderwall right now so i'm going to update this more frequently (i say and watch i suddenly just hit a wall for this story)

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It had been a month since your ultrasound and tony had been so distant but steve had been very close with you and bucky. if bucky was away he was everywhere you were caring for your every move. Bucky appreciated it and loved seeing you and his best friend so close.

You currently were laying in bed with steve watching a movie. your head was on his stomach and he was playing with your hair. you two were eating chips and really only half watching it as yall kept joking around.

Bucky was on a mission so steve has been caring for you these past few days. “you feeling ok?” steve asked and you chuckled “for the tenth time yes i promise i'm ok” you said tilting your head looking up at him. he smiled down at you and booped your nose. you laughed and smiled “just checking you've been silent for a while” steve said going back to playing with your hair.

“I was just thinking how nice its been being with you” you said reaching up and stroking his cheek. he smiled softly down at you. he cleared his throat “uh y/n-” steve started to say but the bedroom door opened. “oh hey steve figured you'd be in here” bucky said walking in “hey babe” you said. bucky walked over and kissed your forehead and gave steve a side hug.

steve's head landed on bucky's chest as he kept messing with your hair. “heard you've been taking care of her these past few days” bucky said. “he's been a perfect gentleman” you said with a small giggle. bucky laughed and out his stuff down sliding next to steve. you laying on both of them your legs on steves lap and head on bucky's.

“Tony said he's planning a party to celebrate our return” bucky mentions. you turn your head at the mention of tony. He had been avoiding you recently. Anytime you came near him or tried to speak to him he ran off in the other direction or suddenly had things to do.

“tony spoke to you?” you asked. bucky knew how tony was avoiding you more so because he was also avoiding bucky. “nope he told nat and also told her to tell me something about him being too busy planning to do it himself. i don't know” bucky said with a shrug

“he still avoiding you two?” steve asked and you and buck replied with a simple nod. you were hurt by it, he had started this vow of silence to you since you had told him your past. you started to wonder if maybe he saw you were too broken. did he even want to be in the baby's life anymore? you sighed before shaking your head “lets go tony cant avoid me there” you said sitting up.

“sweetheart honey you can barely spend an hour without puking or getting nauseas at least” bucky said stroking your hair “ill be fine. were going no if ands or buts about it” you said huffing and standing up. you walked to your closest and steve turned to bucky “there's no point in trying to change her mind” steve said and they both chuckled. you found a dress and set it up on the door handle. “now what time is it at?” you asked with a small clap.

bucky gave a small laugh before speaking. He knew that he had no choice but him and steve would be on your tail the whole time making sure your ok. “9pm” bucky said. you gave a small nod looking at the clock which said 5pm in glowing letters. only 4 hours then tony has to speak to you.

at 8:00 you walked into the large bathroom attached to your room.stripping down you looked in the mirror touching your small stomach bump. you were close to the 2 month mark and your stomach was starting to prove that. you walked into the shower letting the warm water wash over you. you closed your eyes relishing in the warmth. you soon felt arms wrap around your waist, one human one metal. letting your head rest on bucky's chest he gave an approving groan before reaching for a bottle of soap and washing your hair. “how are you feeling today?” bucky asked massaging your scalp “mmm good steves been so much help and such a great friend when your away its nice” you said with a small smile.

Steve was almost always around you and bucky. Anything you needed he got you any help you needed he helped. whenever you got sick he kept your hair out of your face. he’d always help you wash up after. he cared for you when your emotions got too prominent and took control. he kept you still doing small exercises and even researched what you should do when you got self conscious of all the weight you were gaining. He slept in your bed holding you close on days bucky was gone and you couldn't sleep. He cared for you, more than you or bucky knew.

This isn't just for you though, he spent every moment not with you with bucky. they researched on the baby together things to do once their born how to be a good parent. They even tested how to make baby bottles even thought you had almost 7 months to go before the baby was born. you often walked into the room to find the two boys joking around, laughing. There was the one time you walked in on them slow dancing together to music from the 40′s. They said it was from the last dance they had gone to. You of course recorded it and kept it no matter how much they begged you to delete it. Steve cared for you two and would put his life on the line for you two even if it meant it'd be the end for him.

You stepped out of the shower and bucky followed after wrapping you in a towel. “steve is great isn't he” bucky said with a soft smile. “yea” you replied with a soft smile of your own but also a smirk. you looked at bucky's soft reaction to hearing your approval of steve. how his eyes glistened in happiness and a small smile stayed pressed on his face.

When bucky had first showed up at the compound the connection him and steve had lead you to believe they were together. One night you asked steve and he gave a small laugh before telling you otherwise. Not long after you started seeing bucky. You were honestly shocked nothing was going on between them and nothing had ever gone on. The chemistry they had was unbelievable and the sparks was as if someone was trying to start a fire.

Thou bucky had also thought you had a thing for bucky when he returned into steves life. The way you two smiled and laughed with one another. He saw it as a couple, he was never jealous just happy his best friend finally found someone. That was till you asked him out and he was confused. That lead to you telling him how you thought him and steve were together.

You slipped into your nice dark blue dress. you and bucky walked into the loud living room at 9:00 seeing everyone dancing and drinking. steve spotted you two immediately running over. “hey you two” he said with a large smile. “have you seen tony?” you asked. steve pointed to the bar where you saw tony drunkenly flirting with two girls. rolling your eyes you strolled on over leaving the two boys together.

“shes gonna beat his ass if she has two isn't she?” steve asked and bucky patted his shoulder “that's our girl” bucky said before walking into the group chatting with other, That remark ‘our girl’ caused steve to chug down the rest of his strong drink. He wanted more no needed more but he really didn't want to enter the warzone known at you and tony.

You grabbed tony's jacket shoving him against the bar. the girl ran off in fear and tony put his hands up in surrender. you slapped him across the face before grabbing his jacket again “listen here stark your not getting away anymore ok. not happening nope. now your going to tell me why your avoiding me or ill keep slapping you till you do” you said pulling him forward and slamming him against the bar again.

Steve had walked over to natasha stealing her drinking downing it too. “jesus what's up with you?” she asked seeing her tipsy friend. “thor you have any asgardian alcohol on you?” steve asked. thor nervously handed his friend a small shot of it. steve immediately downed it feeling the tingly sensation down his body “them” was all steve said “both of them” he said dropping his head onto the table. they immediately got it “so you finally admit it huh?” nat asked rubbin steves back steve lifted his head “you knew?” he asked. and thor laughed “of course we knew everyone did except tony,y/n, and bucky obviously” thor said. steve groaned and rubbed his face “what do i do?” he asked. nat patted his shoulder “tell them dumbass” and with that steve asked for another shot from thor.

You were still interrogating tony “I told you i cant say” he replied and was hit with another slap. at this point his face was numb. “Bucky will slaughter me if i do and ill never be able to see my baby” he said tears brimming his eyes. “tony just tell me i wont let that happen” you said releasing your grip on him. “i cant” he said. you slapped him once more. tears fell “tony” you huffed out. he looked at you before rolling his eyes shaking his head “i'm in love you” he said tears flooding out, and with that he walked off. you felt your whole body freeze. you sat on the couch in the corner.

bucky walked over sitting next to you “you get your answer?” he asked. you cleared your throat trying to act natural “uh no no he would say i dont know” you said with a shrug. bucky groaned kissing your temple before walking back to the people. about an hour later a drunk steve plopped next to you. “heeeeeey” he slurred. you laughed before replying “hi stevie” you said ruffling his hair. it had grown out a little sense he'd been so busy caring for you he never had the time to cut it but honestly you thought he looked nice with it a little longer. “your so prettyyyyyyyyy” he said falling into your lap. you laughed and smiled down at him “your pretty too” you replied. steve pouted and you were confused but also adored it, he looked like a sad puppy. “what wrong stevie?” you asked rubbing his torso

“I have an issue” he said squirming and groaning. “what is it?” you asked tilting your head “i am in love with your boyfriend” he said. you laughed a little leaving steve confused. “I know” you replied. “huh?” he asked sitting up. “well yea i mean i knew” you said with a shrug “is that it?” you asked and he shook his head “i love you too” he said his head falling back. “me?” you asked with a small smile. “yes youuuuuu i am in love with 2 of the most perfect people and they love each other” he said slurring. “wait” he said looking at you “your not mad.” he stated. you laughed “no stevie a little shocked you love me? sure but i knew you love bucky always have and its not like you can control who you love” you said with a shrug. “look tomorrow when your sober tell bucky just trust me. tell him. ill deal with him after” you replied. steve fell into your lap again.

once he was asleep you gave a small smile to him “i love you too stevie” you sai combing through his hair. bucky walked up to you “he asleep?” he asked. you nodded with a small smile. bucky lifted steve bridal style starting to walk to steve's room “where are you going?” you asked. bucky looked at you dumbfounded “to put him in his room” he said confused. “come on” you said entering you and bucky's room. bucky shrugged walking in, he layed steve down and he immediately curled into a pillow. “why here?” he asked. you gave a small shrug and smile “cause he has something to tell you tomorrow” you said leaving bucky confused. Of course you still had no clue on what to do about tonys confession but that was another problem for another day. maybe one where bucky wont slaughter tony for it.

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