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iamwhoami · 4 years ago

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Two to Three (Chicago Fire)

Chicago Fire

Y/N tells Matt Casey that they’re parents-to-be.

Warnings: Uhhhhhhh, pregnancy I guess?

Requested = Yes

“Shit,” You cursed underneath your breath.

You were sitting in the bathroom of Firehouse 51 after throwing up your breakfast when it dawned on you that you were late.

If it had just been a few days, you probably would have just brushed it off but it was now over a week and you were starting to get worried that you might be pregnant.

“God, how did I get myself into this?” You muttered and pushed yourself onto your feet.

“Get yourself into what?” A voice asked, making you jump out of your skin.

It was Gabby, your partner on ambo 61.

“Nothing,” You mumbled and went over to the sink to rinse off your face. When you were done, you looked up to see Gabby giving you a skeptical look.

“What?” You asked and ripped off a piece of paper towel to dry your hands.

Gabby raised an eyebrow, “You sure it’s nothing?”

Ambo 61, child in distress at 14 Bermount Road

Instead of replying to her question, you hurried off to the ambo, trying to avoid the topic.

~~~

“Hey can you stop off at a pharmacy?” You asked Gabby as guys made your way back from the call.

Gabby looked over at you briefly, “Sure.”

Just as you had asked, Gabby pulled the ambo in front of a pharmacy and killed the engine. As you got out, you saw that Gabby was ready to hop out as well.

“You don’t have to come,” You said quickly.

Gabby nodded but seemed suspicious as she sat back down and you slammed the door before heading into the store.

And that was how you found yourself standing in the aisle of the pharmacy, staring at the boxes of pregnancy tests in front of you.

You decided to grab a few and then proceeded to make your way up to the cashier, trying to avoid any eye contact as you paid. Then you shoved the tests into the paper bag and quickly left.

“That was fast,” Gabby commented and you nodded before setting the bag between the two of you.

Just as you expected, Gabby leaned over and peered into the bag, eager to see what you had bought.

“Wait...” She looked up at you and you forced yourself to meet her eyes, “Are you-”

“I wouldn’t be buying a pregnancy test if I knew now would I?” You snapped, interrupting her before she could finish.

Gabby stared at you for a moment and you took a deep breath.

“Sorry,” You apologized and took another deep breath, trying to stay calm.

Gabby smiled, “It’s fine. Is that why you were in the bathroom this morning?”

You nodded and then ran your fingers through your hair.

“God, what am I going to do Gabby?” You stressed, closing your eyes as you heard Gabby start the engine.

“Hey hey hey, You don’t even know if you’re pregnant, it could be a stomach bug or something,” Gabby said, “Plus, even if you are, you know Matt loves kids.”

You knew Matt loved kids. You knew he would be thrilled to be a father. However, you were unsure how ready you were for parenthood.

“Look, just take the test when we get back to the firehouse and go from there,” Gabby said and you nodded.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.”

You sighed and let your body relax against the seat.

This was going to get interesting.

~~~

The timer went off and you reluctantly opened your eyes and walked over to the counter where the tests were placed.

“What do they say?” Gabby asked from the other corner.

You swallow hard and slumped against the wall.

“They’re positive,” You whimpered and rubbed your eyes, “Oh my god, Gabby, what am I going to do?”

“You could just straight out tell him,” Gabby replied, “Or maybe give him a cute onsie or something, though I feel like everyone does the onsie thing...”

You chuckled, despite how stressed you were feeling. Of course Gabby was excited over how you should break the news to Matt.

“I know, I’ll have something prepared for you by the end of the day and then you can just give it to Matt,” Gabby patted you on the knee, “One less thing for you to worry about.”

You nodded and smiled at your friend, “Thanks Gabby.”

“No problem,” Gabby grinned, “You know I’m sucking up to you so that I can be the one of the godparents right?”

You laughed and Gabby pulled you onto your feet, just in time for another call to come in.

~~~

“Alright,” Gabby pulled you by her bunk just before shift was going to end, “I got it right here.”

She grabbed a gift bag from underneath her bunk and handed it to you.

“Thanks,” You said and quickly tucked it into your duffel bag before anyone could see.

Gabby smiled, “You know, you’re going to be a great mom.”

“I don’t know about that,” You replied, still skeptical about yourself.

“Well, I do,” Gabby said and wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you two started walking out, “I saw how good you were with that little girl from the call earlier. You’re a natural.”

“Yeah?”

Gabby nodded, “A thousand percent.”

You looked over and her and smiled softly, “Thanks Gabby, that means a lot to me.”

“Now,” She stopped since you two were now about to leave the firehouse, “Give the bag to Matt tonight and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You nodded, “Will do.”

~~~

“Hey, is everything okay?” Matt asked as soon as you guys entered your shared apartment.

You raised an eyebrow, “Yeah...why?”

“Gabby told me before shift ended to check on you,” Matt replied and a grin formed on your face.

Of course she would.

“So,” Matt took a seat on the couch and patted the space next to him, beckoning you to sit down as well, “You sure everything’s okay?”

You decided that this seemed like a relatively good time to tell him so before you sat down, you grabbed the bag Gabby had given you from your duffel bag.

“This is for you,” You explained as you handed Matt the bag.

You took a seat next to him and nervously twiddled your thumbs, occasionally picking at the skin.

Matt gave you a curious look but reached into the bag before pulling out a onsie with a firetruck on it and the words “My Daddy Still Plays with Trucks”.

You shyly looked up at Matt who’s face told you he was shocked.

Matt turned his gaze away from the onsie and on to you.

“Are you joking?” He asked, his eyes bright.

You bit your lip, “I haven’t seen a doctor yet but I took two tests this morning, both were positive, and I’m having some of the symptoms so...”

Before you knew it, you were Matt’s arms as he twirled you around the living room.

“I’m gonna be a dad!” He sounded like a kid on Christmas Day, making you burst into giggles.

“Yeah,” You responded and Matt set you down before kissing you.

When he parted, his eyes were dancing and you could practically feel the happiness radiating off of him.

“I’m gonna be a dad...”

#chicago fire x reader #chicago fire imagines #chicago fire imagine #matt casey #matt casey x reader #imagine #matt casey x pregnant reader #reader insert #chicago pd imagine #chicago med imagine

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akari-hope · 4 years ago

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i think a lot of liberal or left leaning adults who were extremely online as children view efforts to curb the amount of noxious shit kids are exposed to online as “puritan pearl clutching” because “they turned out okay” after being mostly unsupervised as kids, but then a lot of them are miserably depressed and suffering long term emotional and psychological damage from the fucking avalanche of bigotry they were exposed to on 4chan or reddit or kiwifarms or encyclopediadramatica or whatever.

2/2 like putting aside that the online ecoystem is TOTALLY different now and it is a lot easier for kids to just suddenly end up on nazi youtube than it was for you as a kid to navigate the labyrinth of late 90s/early 2000s internet, a lot of you VERY CLEARLY did not turn out okay, and that’s not even getting into the fact that other adults like you who were extremely online like you are the ones who are radicalizing teenagers now! where do you think they absorbed all of that propaganda, actually?

hey, i agree with you! the ecosystem IS completely different now. it’s much easier for kids to find things! bc most everything is very clearly labeled! meaning if you are old enough to be on the internet, you are old enough to curate your own internet experience. it is up to you to use features like blacklist/mute, and determine what content you ARE or AREN’T ready to see.

now, points to you anon. everyone else bringing this up was always talking about nsfw content. so props to you for instead accusing me of exposing the children to RADICAL RIGHT-WINGED BIGOTRY. i needed a laugh, thank you! now, i had a lot of negative experiences online as a kid, but uhhhhhhh bigotry was not one of them actually! i never went on any of the sites you mentioned! dunno whose experience you’re talking about! but you don’t know me! so kindly, think for 5 seconds before making wild assumptions about people with zero evidence. i know that requires using the braincell, but i PROMISE it’s so worth it so you don’t embarrass yourself like this.

since you clearly don’t know anything about me, allow me to share! i am a nonbinary lesbian. i am a leftist. i was raised in a mormon household. if you are not american, or otherwise blissfully unaware, the mormon church is a cult. my exposure to right-winged bigotry was DIRECT, not via the internet. which, shocker, is much worse! i didn’t have any choice in that matter. and i’m very lucky that i had the internet and lived experience of being in a fairly liberal area in order to radicalize me and keep me from getting entirely brainwashed by the church. needless to say, if i am accusing someone of “puritan pearl clutching”, i’ve actually got a basis for what that is! and tbh, any time someone uses “think of the children” as an argument, odds are whatever their argument is is actually just evangelical christianity in drag.

now, let’s make something clear - i am in favor of de-platforming fascists, nazis, white supremacists, or any other name they go by. i don’t know where you thought otherwise! but this blog firmly supports punching nazis! HOWEVER. i am NOT in favor of eliminating all trace that something exists. now, i know, critical thinking is hard, so this might seem like it’s contradictory. but let’s use examples to help us!

trump is a fascist. that’s a fact. a powerful and loud one! twitter banning his account, though late and purely performatory, IS good. his individual influence was huge, and it’s beneficial to not have him actively spouting harmful ideology. the active push to get white supremacist and nazi groups off of social media platforms is good, as it does help limit their influence. but, even doing that, these ideologies do not cease to exist! the concept in history does not cease to exist, and neither does the fact that these nazis will disguise themselves and their arguments in order to seem less dangerous, and to avoid filters. that is why it is important for EVERYONE to have access to educative material about fascist ideology. you must UNDERSTAND what it is in order to protect yourself from it!

now, sure, you might say it wouldn’t be a problem if it was completely gone from the internet. but...it still would be. the real world exists, a fact you seem to have forgotten, anon! bigotry, fascism, nazism, it exists in the real world. and you will NEVER be able to shelter children from everything irl. they’ll go to school with baby fascists. they might have teachers, mentors, parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents who are fascists. sure, it’s unfair! it’s unfair to kids that they can be exposed to horrible shit like that, especially unwittingly! especially bc fascists PREY ON UNINFORMED YOUNG PEOPLE. it is EXACTLY for this reason that you need to give them the knowledge, support, and resources to protect themselves. THAT is the job of adults online. THAT is how we create safe spaces for minors. “safety” does not mean “coddling”. safety means an environment where we can discuss and educate on serious, even upsetting, even dangerous topics. it means telling kids a) what things are and b) how to avoid them if they wish to.

so, pray tell, anon - what in any of that is evidence of me “radicalizing” the children to bigotry? can you tell me, in honesty, that it’s better for kids to live in a bubble, to be uninformed and vulnerable? bc i sure can’t! i didn’t have all these resources as a kid, and i sure think it’d be a shame to deprive kids nowadays from them bc things are “bad”. but i know, i know, it’s too hard to think beyond “thing bad” :( the world only exists online, there’s no real-world consequences for any of this stuff. wish that was the world i lived in! you seem very content to condemn total strangers for absolutely nothing from your virtual soapbox.

are we square now? :)

#anon #fascism #white supremacy mention #nazi mention #long post #please lmk if i need to tag anything else #i'm so sorry to literally everyone else for the length of this post #and for the absolute nonsense that anon is on

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letsbenditlikebennett · 5 years ago

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Forest Batman|| Ariana & Sammy

While on a night time run through the woods, Ariana runs into one of Lydia’s humans. @inspirationdivine

Sammy was buzzing. Not too much! Because it would wake Lydia, if he felt anything too much (his chest already ached, but that was normal. Everyone told him he’d learn to ignore it. He didn’t want to learn to ignore it). It had been forever since he’d been in the woods, not since his family had dragged him in on the easier hunts they used to do. But this? This was so rad. Sammy’s joy bubbled out of him into a wordless yell into the dark. Sure, he wished he had his cellphone, or a flashlight, or, uh, anything, because it was dark as fuck out and - well, he suddenly wasn’t too sure he knew where he was. Shit. He was like sleeping beauty - had to get back before midnight or he’d turn into a pumpkin. Or, well, before six am. Shit. Sammy turned around, humming idly, before deciding it was probably that way, and walking very surely that way, whatever that way was.

Some nights, Ariana couldn’t fall asleep if her life depended on it. The full moon was any day now and she was already itching to be running through the woods. She found herself sitting up in bed and glancing out the window. She looked over at her clock, it was only 9:00 PM. Celeste wouldn’t be home from work until at least midnight. A quick late night jog would be totally harmless. She threw on a pair of running shorts and shoes, being sure to grab her running belt along with a knife Celeste had given her a few years back. She probably wouldn’t need it, but better safe than sorry. She took off toward the wood near their home. Weaving in and out of shadowed trees, she fell into a rhythm, listening for any sound around her. The perks of enhanced senses made it harder for people to sneak up on you. Not far off, she heard a soft hum that was distinguishably human. Curious, she followed the sound. She saw him from afar first. He had dark hair and looked not much older than her. She could smell him and he smelled human. He looked way too lost to be a hunter so she had to wonder what he was doing in the woods in the middle of the night. “Hey!” she said as she approached as to not startle him, “Are you lost or something?”

“Woah!” Sammy yelled, because despite having been raised by hunters, he startled as easy as pigeons in the park, even when she wasn’t trying to scare him. In fact, he startled so hard he tripped right over a fallen tree branch, barely caught himself on the trunk and then righted himself all in a heartbeat. “You, uh, you didn’t see that, did you?” He laughed nervously, “It’s been a while since I was in the woods. Like, a tiny bit lost, but I’m just enjoying the uh, ambiance? What about you?” He squinted through the dark. All Annie’s poems were wrong - moonlight was not enough to see in the forest. “How come you’re, uh, out so late?”

“Sorry,” Ariana said, realizing she had still startled him despite her best attempts to avoid doing just that. She did her best to keep the smirk on her face from turning into a soft laugh over his run in with the tree branch. “I did, but don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” She raised a brow to him as he asked what she was doing out so late as if he wasn’t also wandering around the woods, clearly lost, in the middle of the night. “I could ask you the same thing,” she responded in a tone that did its best to convey she was joking. “But I was just out for a run. Couldn’t sleep. I know my way around the woods pretty well if you need some direction.”

Sammy stared at her for a moment, then a laugh burst from his lips, like a surprise to him. Anneliese didn’t really joke, as sweet as she was. Chloe’s jokes were sour and bitter. “Thanks. Appreciate it. And, well, I couldn’t tell you even if you did ask, so,” Sammy drifted off with an awkward chuckled, shoving his hands deep in his pockets. He looked down at his jeans, probably covered in dirt, but that was fine. Totally fine. Probably. Lydia didn’t need to know. He looked her over, as best he could in the dark. “Yeah? Well, I uh,” Sammy paused, looking around, and realised he… didn’t know where they were. Not in terms of the woods, but the name of the town Lydia had moved them all too. Well, they were in Maine, but as Sam rubbed the back of his head, he realised he wasn’t gonna be able to hide that one. “Uh, yeah, if you could point me in the general direction of the town center, maybe? Thanks dude.” He fell in step with her easily. “So how long do you have to live here to know the woods well enough to go running in them at night?”

Ariana tilted her head and watched him carefully as he spoke. Something was off, but she couldn’t quite put a finger on it. She wondered why he couldn’t tell her what he was doing out so late. He didn’t seem comfortable enough in the wood to be a threat and seemed nervous. With the full moon only a few nights out, she’d take her chances. If he did try anything, she could hold her own. “Right, well, I wouldn’t recommend exploring the woods in White Crest at night in general, especially if you don’t know your way.” She paused, “Is everything good though? You seem a little uneasy.” A puzzled look crossed her face as he said he wanted to go to the town center. That was a bit of a ways out, especially to walk. Did he have even the slightest clue of where he was? Uneasiness washed over her and she couldn’t place why. Was this guy in danger or something? She shook it off and put on her best reassuring face, though she doubted he could see her as well as she could see him. “Well, we’re in the outskirts, so the town’s a bit of a way out. I don’t mind walking it, but I could request an Uber or something.” She extended a hand to him and offered a warm smile, “Also, I’m Ariana. I’ve only lived here a few months, but I spend a lot of time out here. My sister and I live not too far away.”

“White Crest? Right! Yeah I’ve heard that. All kinds of scary things in here that could kill us. Like moving trees and ghosts and vampires and stuff” You wouldn’t get five miles, Lydia had warned Sammy when they’d gotten here. “So I’m guessing you’re some kinda badass to brave it. Me, I’m kinda a wet noodle.” Sammy replied, just a little too excited to be talking to someone different after the last several months. Even still, her gentle question caught her off guard. He opened his mouth to lie, but couldn’t. He had promised never to reveal anything about Lydia’s household, himself included, but he’d also promised never to lie. So, uh, what exactly was he supposed to say now? DIdn’t think of that, did you, he thought aggressively at Lydia’s general directions. “Uhhhhhhh, well, the being lost thing? Not so great. I was kinda freaking out that I’d get lost and keep walking until suddenly I was in New Hampshire. Or, you know, meet a ghost. Also bad.” Sammy rubbed his face. Please stop talking, he begged of himself. “Ariana, nice to meet you. That’s cool, especially living with your sister. I-” loved living with my big brother. “I’d like to walk, if that’s alright. Enjoying the fresh air, to be honest. But I get it if you don’t want to walk with me. It’s just cool to talk to someone.”

“Well, yeah, actually,” Ariana answered, surprised he was being so candid with that. Unless of course he was joking which would be another thing entirely. It seemed like he had meant it, even calling her a badass which brought a smile to her face. “I may be a little bit badass. Count yourself lucky you came across me and not a vampire or something crazy.” He seemed eager to be talking to her and she was enjoying his company, but this whole thing was pretty odd. Part of her felt worried for him, but for now, she’d help him find his way and try to figure out what was going on with him. She made a conscious effort to remain calm though. Whatever was going on with this guy, she wanted him to feel secure that she could help. Walking to town was no problem though she was sure Celeste would beat her home. She’d have to mentally prepare herself for that lecture. “I’ll walk with you. It’s a beautiful night and I was enjoying it. Having someone to talk with always makes it better. Do I get to know your name?”

“As long as they didn’t try to eat me, I wouldn’t even have minded the vampire,” Sammy replied honestly. His family hadn’t been those kinds of hunters - in fact, they still weren’t. Still, present tense, good hunters and good people. When she offered to walk with him, he perked up, his eyes lighting up with a new grin. “Awesome! Great. Cool, I’m-” Sammy stuttered, frowned, and tried again, “My name’s-... Fuck, man. I’m sorry, Ariana, this is gonna happen a lot. “ He waved his hands helplessly, but his smile was still friendly, if sheepish. “Guess that means you get to pick what you call me. Just make it something cool. I’m not a Bertie, I can tell you that.” Eager to move on with the conversation, because of the great many things he couldn’t tell her, Sammy turned the conversation elsewhere. “So does badass run in the family or is your sister the stay at home with a hot drink type?”

“Spoiler alert, the vampire probably would’ve tried to eat you, but it’s okay. Werewolves are cooler anyway,” Ariana said with a wink. If anything, she could play it off if need be, but it didn’t seem like he was too fazed by supernatural beings except for the fact something wasn’t right. He’d try to answer her questions, but it looked like something was keeping him from answering. Was he under some sort of spell? She felt a knot of worry in her stomach, but all she could do in this moment was be good company and do some research later. “Hey, it’s okay. I get if there’s something keeping you from answering that.” She looked back to him, deciding what she would call him. Something cool, but not like biker gang cool. Her face lit up when she thought of it and gave him a crooked grin as she said, “I’ll call you Ace if that works for you.” A small laugh escaped her lips at his question, “Celeste is a little bit of both. She’s a badass when it comes to being a protective sister, but she’s also better at the whole relaxing thing than I am. Do you also take a lot of late night walks?”

“Hey, I’ve met a whole two vampires who didn’t want to eat me!” Sammy replied with a smile, “But hey, I get it if you’re team Jacob. Werewolves are cooler.” He teased. There was something freeing about that small statement too. Here was a secret he could share, that somehow wasn’t entangled in the promises he’d given Lydia. He looked at her appreciatively, not quite able to muster a smile at her understanding. Even when she named him, a small lump formed in his throat before he managed a big grin. “I gotta confess, that’s way cooler than my real name. Yeah, I’ll take it. Ace.” He listened to her describing her sister. “Oh yeah? That’s great, that’s she’s there for you. I’m also bad at the whole relaxing thing. But uh, no. This is my first in a long time. It’s nice seeing the, uh, stars, getting the fresh air, all that.”

Ariana couldn’t help but laugh at his statement about vampires. She’d personally never met one, but from what she heard, that was probably a good thing. Who knew? Maybe they got a bad rap like werewolves did. She supposed she’d figure that out. Jokingly, she said, “Wasn’t quite going for the Twilight vibes, but at least you know the universal truth that werewolves are cooler than vampires.” She was happy the name went over well and returned his smile letting out a small chuckle, “I’m glad you approve. You look like an Ace.” Even though she was worried about her new friend, Ariana was happy she stumbled upon him. This was much more fun than a run alone. They were at a comfortable pace and she found Ace easy to talk to. “Yeah, not sure where I’d be without her. Probably a trophy on some hunter’s wall,” she said with a shrug and added, “I agree with you. I love the night sky and smells of the forest. Makes you feel more connected with the world.” She decided to take another go at a question, hoping it was vague enough that maybe she could get a clear answer, “So have you been to White Crest before or are you just visiting?”

“And way cooler than fair- ow - fae!” Sammy crowed, nudging her with his elbow. “Yeah, connected.” Lydia’s home was a box, disconnected from everything. She brought in clay and tools for him, and rarely she had visitors, but otherwise, it was completely separate from this. This, with the soil beneath his shoes and the trees around his head, talking to a sweet stranger, was the most connected he’d felt in month. But already, his heart ached for the security of that self same box. “I mean, these woods are amazing. I just wish I could see them in the day time.” They walked for a moment, before Sammy replied to her next question. “I, uh, guess I live in the area.” He told her honestly, rolling his shoulders. “Wait…” He paused, as something she said stuck in his mind, turning to look at her with wide eyes. “Are you a werewolf?” He could practically feel the gears of his brain grind to a fault.

The “ow” that came from him mid sentence left Ariana a little puzzled, but she laughed along as he nudged her with his elbow. This whole situation was a little weird, but she found it kind of nice. She noted she’d definitely be investigating his situation more later. It seemed he couldn’t really answer her questions and she was curious to say the least. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but they never covered if that same principal applied to wolves. “I don’t know, having wings doesn’t seem awful,” she joked. It was nice to see Ace shared her love of the woods. Some people just didn’t appreciate the joys of nature and preferred the glow of their cell phone screens to the glow of the moon. At his mention of day time, she said, “If you ever wanted to go for a daytime hike, I could lead the way.” It was hard not to laugh as realization hit Ace as to what she was. She hinted at it a few times, but her statement about being a trophy must have clicked. She reassured, “I am, but don’t worry. I don’t bite. I was born a werewolf so I’ve got the whole control thing down. Unless you put cookies in front of me. Then self control goes out the window.” They were closing in on the town and she wondered where they should head to. “Was there anything in particular you were hoping to find in town?”

“Yeah, I’ll give them that. Wings are cool.” Sammy agreed, but wasn’t keen to discuss it much further than that. In part because he was sure he’d hit a wall of promises in that direction too. But at Ariana’s offer, he gave her a wide, sad smile. “Yeah, maybe, sometime.” Sneaking out at night, was one thing. Day time? As if. He didn’t even know if they’d do this again. If Lydia changed their promises slightly, or if one of them got caught by her, or if Lydia found the tunnel by chance… Sammy shook the thoughts away. He was just enjoying Ariana’s company for now. “Wait, wait, wait, you can’t just be calvalier about that! You’re a werewolf! I’ve never even met a werewolf! Is Celeste a werewolf? Dude, this is so cool. Also it’s kinda super ironic, but I can’t tell you why it’s ironic. But dude! What’s it like? We’re near the full moon, right? Are you like teen wolf or just straight up wolf? Am I asking too many questions?” Sammy gasped for air, looking around. A line of houses silhouetted the night sky. “Uh, I don’t want to head anywhere in particular yet. Where in town do you like to go at night? Without, uh too many people. It’s just nice talking to you. Badass werewolf.” He winked.

It wasn’t a resounding yes, but his smile indicated that maybe one day they’d get a day time hike in the woods. It was a thought that made Ariana happy. Her grin only widened at Ace’s reaction to her confirmation of being a werewolf. He seemed to take it pretty well which made her wonder how he knew about all this stuff anyway. She shrugged and said, “You seemed pretty in the know about other species, so I figured it wasn’t too big of a deal. Well, now you have met a werewolf.” She paused slightly thinking of the question regarding Celeste. It was an out of the ordinary situation, but she couldn’t help think Ace would understand. Her face was a little more serious as she looked down slightly. “Celeste isn’t a werewolf actually. It’s a weird situation, but Celeste is a hunter. She was supposed to kill me when the other hunters killed my parents, but opted to rescue and raise me instead. We’ve moved around a lot to keep her family from tracking us.” Her laugh returned before answering the teen wolf question. “It’s kind of an in between I guess? We definitely don’t look like your standard forest wolves, but definitely look more wolf than human during the full moon. Her cheeks took a slightly pinkish hue at the mention of being a badass werewolf. “It’s nice talking to you, too,” she paused briefly, “Oh, I know just the place! I hope you like sweets.”

“I, uh, yeah. I’ve always known. Not much, but, uh, known,” Sammy replied, shocked that he could say that much. It didn’t reveal who he was, though, did it. “Now I’ve met a werewolf! Do you think there’s a magic bingo if I meet all- all the supernatural species?” He teased, but quickly sombered up as she explained about Celeste, nodding. It was kinda like the mirror of him, he thought. Except Lydia had abducted him, and they’d moved here to escape his family. Not that he was sure he’d leave if he family had shown up at this point. “Shit. Not Celeste, I mean, she sounds dope, but the rest of it. I’m sorry, Ariana.” Thankfully, she brightened up quickly, and he followed her cue. “Hell yeah, I love sweets. Lead the way.” Lydia was asleep. Lydia was asleep. This was fine. Besides, she never gave them anything sweet. No one would recognise him, and she wouldn’t know when he returned. “So are you, uh, working? In school? Or are you like, nearly full time wolf?”

“Magic bingo, that actually sounds kinda fun. We may have to patent that one.” Ariana responded with a laugh, “Glad I could help you get a square on your bingo card.” As an afterthought, she realized that may encourage others to go poking around where they shouldn’t. Probably for the better it wasn’t a real game. She could see Ace get a bit more serious with the explanation of her and Celeste. It was something she was starting to get used to as she met more people she could actually tell. It wasn’t far off from the looks she’d gotten when mentioning her parents had been dead in the past. It sucked, but the truth was she could barely remember life before Celeste. Only bits and pieces of those memories remained which she had to believe made it easier. “Thanks,” she said shoving her hands into the pockets of the light jacket she’d been wearing for her run, “Yeah, Celeste is great. A little protective, but she’s a good sister.” She realized she mentioned sweets which meant Al’s Diner. Crap. She looked at her watch and let out a sigh of relief. Celeste would have been off for at least an hour now. Which probably meant her phone was getting blown up with questions of where she was. She’d deal with that problem later. “The diner around the block from here has some really good milkshakes. There’s a raspberry lemon one that’s my personal fave.” He seemed a little on edge, too. Maybe he wasn’t supposed to be out either which made her curious about his situation. “I guess the wolf is a full time thing, but I do work and go to school. I’m graduating high school in a couple of months and am starting an apprenticeship at Trusty Wood. So if you need anything repaired, I’m your girl. What about you? Do you work or go to school or is being the mysterious guy in the woods your full-time gig?”

“Raspberry lemon? Dude, that sounds so good.” Sammy paused, looking at her sheepishly. “Uh, except, I- well, I don’t have any cash on me. So maybe next time. Or, like, I could pay you back.” He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking down at the toes of his sneakers. “High school, huh? That’s sick, I’ll keep you in mind if anything ever breaks. Nah, I’m just starting out on the whole mysterious guy in the woods business. But what do you think? Have I got what it takes to go pro?” He rubbed the back of his hair, trying to work out if that was a question he could answer with anything sembling reality. It was fine, all he had to do was say something that didn’t reveal any about who he was, who Lydia was, and wasn’t a lie. Totally doable, he’d got this. “Uhhhhh. No school for me. I, uh you know the movie Ghost? If you think about the woman, and what she does with the clay and the pottery! Except, no ghosts. Not that I know of, anyway.”

“It really is. I end up getting one every time I come here,” Ariana said as she pointed to the diner. She gave Ace a simple nod. “Of course. I don’t mind. We can even grab some burgers to go with them. Give us some fuel for the walk back.” He seemed like he had been uneasy to ask, but she really didn’t mind. She was actually kind of having a nice time. “Thankfully almost done with the high school thing. Don’t really love it, well, outside of soccer anyway. Yeah, I’m totally your girl for any repairs or other wood work you need.” She found herself laughing at his explanation of his mysterious woods guy business as they grabbed a seat at a booth. “I think you’re doing solid so far. You did get me to be your White Crest Woods tour guide. For mass appeal, may wanna try doing like a Bruce Wayne voice. Adds to the mystery.” When the waitress came by, she ordered two shakes and two cheeseburgers for them. She rested her elbows on the table and listened as Ace explained what it was he did. Vague, but she could pick up on the gist of it. “So, like, pottery then? That’s pretty cool! I don’t think I’ve made anything from clay since elementary school. Anything in particular you like to make?”

“Wow, yeah. I’ll pay you back, for sure.” If for no other reason than Sammy’s nonexistent ego being unable to deal with owing a highschooler money. He’d steal it out of Lydia’s wallet, somehow. Whenever - if ever - he got back out, he’d come looking for Ariana and pay her back. Easy peasy. “Graduating in a few months, then? Cool. I’ll uh keep that in mind, but I don’t have much stuff to break. It’s awesome that you’re going into something so practical. I like working with my hands too.” Sammy followed her into the diner, looking around. That was… so many people. It was, admittedly, only a couple, but Sammy had seen the same three faces for the last six months. This was a breath of fresh air, like standing at the edge of a goddamn cliff. “Oooh, yeah, good point. Maybe I get like a facemask too. ‘I am the mystery in the night’” He growled, with little real effect before he started laughing. But her questions were drifting ever closer to a place he couldn’t follow. “People. So many people.” Sammy said. “Uh, I can’t really talk about this either. I just- it’s complicated. Ooh, shakes!” The waitress came back with tall pink shakes, and set them in front of him and Arianna. Enthusiastically, Sam took a big slug from the paper straw, and pulled a surprised face as the sweetness coated his tongue. “Oh, man, that is so good!”

Ariana shook her head, not really worried about the money, but if he really wanted to pay her back he could. Although she wasn’t quite sure how she was supposed to meet him again if he hadn’t shared a name or very much about himself at all. She could practically hear a Celeste lecture in her mind. Definitely didn’t want to think about that. “Yeah, I’ll be working at a shop near here actually. It’s called Trusty Wood. Oh, uh, that’s fine. I can always build stuff, too. There’s something relaxing about working with your hands though, right?” She awkwardly ran a hand through her hair. She didn’t mean to remind him he didn’t have a lot of stuff and she only felt more concerned about whatever his situation was. That thought was quickly interrupted by a laugh. “Facemask may actually scare them away. Not good for business, I’m sure.” Her next question had him being kind of weird again. Ace definitely had the mystery part down, but it seemed like he wanted to say more before the shakes arrived. It was easy to smile when she saw how excited he got over the shake. “What can I say? I have good taste.”

Sammy nodded, committing the shop to memory. The fewer people he talked to, the better, but it would be good to see her again, and pay her back, if he could. “It really is relaxing.” Once the awkwardness passed, he was back and bubbly, although aware that her worry was weighing on her. Fuck, she was young. She didn’t need to be dealing with this. “Good point. Ix-nay on the facemask, got it. Just batman voice!” He drank enthusiastically from the shake, and in no time at all it was half gone. “Mmm! If the burgers are this good, I might die right now and go straight to heaven. Ariana, how could you have have kept this from me for so long?” He joked, his eyes wide as saucers as the burgers arrived. Without exactly no elegance whatsoever, he picked his up and took a huge bite, tomatos and sauce spilling out over his fingers. “Oh, oh my god, Ari. I’m dead. Bury me somewhere pretty.”

“I know, I know. I can’t believe I waited like two whole hours to tell you about these magical shakes.” Ariana said with another laugh. When the burgers were sat down in front of them, suddenly Ariana realized how hungry she was. She had gotten a pretty solid run in before she ran into Ace. Clearly he’d felt the same because he dove right into his burger which was pretty funny to watch. Ariana added ketchup and mustard to hers before following suit. “Come on, now, you can’t die before debuting that Batman voice to the world. The whole mysterious guy in the forest market will crash.” Once they finished their heart stoppingly delicious burgers, Ariana took the ticket up to the register to pay. “Alright, Ace, we ready to head back to the woods? Pretty sure if I don’t get home soon my sister is going to be pretty pissed.”

“Exactly! How could you keep secrets from me after I’ve been so honest with you!” It wasn’t that Sammy wasn’t well fed, or even that the food prepared for him was bad. It was just healthy. He missed pizza, and grease, and burgers, dammit. This could have been the patty from McDonald’s itself and it would have tasted fucking gourmet. “Fine, fine, I guess I’ll resurrect myself to be the batman mysterious dude in the woods. That’s what all the gig advice is, right? Make your own niche so you don’t have any competition. Seriously, though, Ariana, this is so good. Thank you so much.” Soon, way too soon, the food was gone, and Ari was paying the bill. She was right, they needed to get back. “Uh, actually. Somewhere in town there’s this bridge, to a part of town where rich people live? Can you just point me in that, like, general direction?” He could figure it out from there, Sammy was sure. His face became somber. “Ariana, there’s uh, one other thing. I’m not gonna, like, demand it, or make you promise, but it would be… real bad, if you told anyone you met me. Tonight was… you have no idea, but… I gotta keep the whole mysterious man thing secret before I’m ready to go pro.” Sammy chuckled at his own joke, but the laugh was hollow. “So, uh, please? It’s just… better, if you didn’t.”

Ace really had been funny and Ariana had enjoyed getting to hang out with him, but she got a sinking feeling as he asked her to not mention seeing him to anyone. It only confirmed her gut feeling that he wasn’t necessarily in a safe situation. Even so, she nodded. She didn’t want to make his situation any worse. She wanted to leave things on a positive note, so she gave him a small smile before she agreed. “Of course, I think I can manage that one. Wouldn’t want to hurt business before it even takes off.” She tried to follow the theme of the joke even though her stomach was beginning to turn. Ariana gestured and gave him directions to the bridge. “That’ll definitely put you in the rich people part of town.” She wasn’t sure of how to say goodbye, so she ran a hand through her hair and gave him a serious look that tried to convey she was here if he needed help. “If you need anything, you know where to find me.” A big part of her hoped that he would.

#forest batman #ace #lydia #here is a wholesome chatzy #wickedswriting

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sheriffofmagic · 5 years ago

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heyy uhhhhhhh can i get a polygon lore recap? everything's better when you flavor it as lore.

oh uhh lore in general is a Lot so if there's something specific you want lore on lemme know but otherwise idk what youre looking for so i'll just say uhhhh ~2015 polygon started investing more time in video content which slowly picked up steam until late 2017/early 2018 things took a Turn because [redacted] was fired and the mcelroys were leaving and everything was a bit of a mess. polygon got super experimental w video shit at this point until late 2018 when they released the first unraveled and that started to find its stride and the def guided the channel into what it is now. this is probably not what you were looking for but Lore is a broad topic lol

#i can do more specific questions but Lore is just.... a lot #long post #answered #if you ask about a person or series or summ i gotchu covered but uhhh other than that i am clueless

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luna-jaden-shadow · 5 years ago

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Snoopin’ Around

Request - hey dude (i totally didn't get this idea while writing 50 shades of dark nahhh) could you write a jen aniston x reader where jen is the ceo of a big company (lol the morning show says hi) & reader is kind of just a soft intern who is constantly pushed around by her,, and she just grows to hate jen bc she's kind of a bitch and rude to her, but then reader goes into her files and finds out she has some sad thing going on and she confronts her and jen kind of breaks down and aww bonus for ceo dark

Angst

Warning - Oc Insert (Luna), Swearing,

Pairing - Jennifer Aniston X Reader

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When your friend Luna had recommended you to the job you assumed it was going to be easy. You mainly assumed this because she had such a great time at hers. Granted her boss was now her ever-loving edgy boyfriend. Regardless, you took the job as the intern for the pay. When you met your boss you instantly wanted a change in things.

Her name was Jennifer Aniston (Ms. Aniston to you) and she had power over everyone. Everyone included you, the little shy intern that she had running around for everything. You got her coffee in the morning, retrieve her laundry, kept track of dates and appointments. You were her bitch no matter how you look at it and no matter how much you tried to tell yourself anything different.

That never helped in the moments where she called you in early to get her breakfast. Or when she made you stay late to finish her own paperwork. She had you doing everything for her and there was nothing you could really do about it but take it head-on. Most of the time that meant listening to her rant, which ended half with her calling you some kind of name that just wasn’t your own.

Right now was no different. “Hey, Charlie could you do me a favor?”

You almost groan when she calls out the name. “It’s Y/n.” You remind the woman standing in front of you. She glances up from her phone with a raised eyebrow.

“Whatever you say, Sam. Can you do me a favor anyway?” You nod, even though something made you want to tell her off. Her reputation about being a bit of a bitch really came through when she was addressing you specifically. “Good, I have a few things that need to be organized and I have a meeting to be off to. Can you handle that?” She tilts her head at you like you’re five.

You hold back shooting a glare at the blonde. “Yes, ma’am.” You nod, making her smile. Without another word, she leaves you alone in her office. As destiny would have it, you had free range to figure out what made the woman a walking devil. After a swift check that she was indeed gone, you turned and walked right to the desk.

You’re hesitant for a moment, debating on what you wanted to do as you take a seat behind her desk. A small stack of papers sits on the desktop. “Can’t believe she has me doing her dirty work.” You mutter, starting to go through the papers. When Luna said there was gonna be work you didn’t think you were signing up to be a slave.

Out of pure curiosity, you opened a drawer that was on the side of the desk. One thing led to another and you were going through the filing cabinet. You had no idea what you were looking for until you found it. This white folder stood out among all the tan ones. It was tucked in the back of the bottom part of the filing cabinet.

Slowly, you place it down on the desk and just stare at it. Red print was at the top of the folder, “J. Aniston” you read out to yourself in confusion. You hesitate before opening the folder. The first page was a medical form and in this fancy pen writing was something that you couldn’t believe. Even to the point where you had to close it.

The moment you close it the door opens. You hadn’t even noticed the amount of time that had gone by when Jennifer walks through the door. Panic sets in, that oh shit moment that you know you fucked up the moment that she looks over at you. “So Jordan did you finish what I asked you to. . do. . ?” Her eyes dart between you and the folder. “What the Hell are you doing?”

With the panic came the stutter. “Oh, uh, I-I-I-I was j-just uhhhhhhh. . .organizing you know? Like you asked and then I was moving files around so that they’re the way you like them and this one didn’t fit so I moved it and-”

“Shut up.” She snaps at you, walking up and picking up the medical folder. “Just. .leave. You’re done for the night.” You expected her to yell at you, tell you off for snooping.

You look down at your hands for a moment. “You know uh. I’m here if you ever went to talk. Or whatever.” You stand up, avoiding the glare that she was giving you. “I’ll uh, see you tomorrow I guess.” You glance at her when you get the door. You see her shoulders shake a bit, hand over her mouth as she cries. How badly you wanted to comfort her, but when you turn she just commands you to leave again. So with that, you walk out of the room.

#jennifer aniston #Jennifer X Reader #Jennifer Aniston X Reader #CEO X Intern #Angst #Sad #funny dialogue #Deep story

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in-tua-deep · 6 years ago

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awe congrats on getting into grad school!!!! i’m still in high school, any life-saving advice for me???

HMMM good question!! Advice for people going into college…

First of all: know yourself. Are you not a morning person? Then don’t look at the 8am classes, even if there’s a little voice in your head going “Hey, I used to have to be at school at 7am, 8am is practically a lie in” do NOT listen. That voice is the devil tempting you. It will be hell. Don’t do it.

Where you can, try and block your classes together. What I usually went with was, on a three-classes-a-day schedules, have two classes back to back, lunch, another class. Or vice versa, one class, break for lunch, two classes. I will be honest with you, once you go back to your room you won’t want to go back to class. If you leave yourself hours between classes because you’re like “Oh i’ll do homework and sit on the quad and be productive!!” you are lying to yourself - you will not be productive you will not end up studying it’s better to get it all out of the way and then go home and do your work and study

That being said, look at where your classes are before blocking them together. You get like, ten minutes to make it from one class to the next - make sure that is doable before anything else goodness (though a lot of profs don’t care if you arrive a few minutes late because they understand you might be coming from a way away)

You won’t get professors for every class, and in fact a good portion of your classes will be taught by TAs, and even if they’re not then a lot of classes still have TAs who are the ones who do a lot of the grading. Go to the TAs when you have issues with homework - they’re the ones grading it probably and they will have the best advice for those specific assignments

Professors and TAs are in this with you and they’re people!! Talk to them! I promise you they’re usually pretty accommodating. If you have a bunch of essays due and exams in one week and you’re pulling your hair out in stress, tell them! Ask for extensions! They want you to succeed! If you’re asking for extension that means you’re planning on DOING the assignment! (related: a lot of classes will have late policies where you lose points or drop letter grades for turning stuff in late - even if you think it’s useless turn your shit in anyway even late, every point matters my friends)

Some classes require textbooks. Some classes “require” textbooks. Find out which is which. Textbooks are hecking awful and expensive, but there are ways to get around them. You can rent a textbook. Look online for people who have already done the class who might be able to sell you their old textbook for cheap. Ask the prof if the new edition is absolutely required, and if not get an older edition. Get that shit used. Some classes will put a copy on reserve at the library, so if you do your homework early and ahead of the curve you can go to the library to do your work - this doesn’t work if you’re a person who waits until the last minute though since the book might not be available oof

If you’re looking at grad school, get involved early. I’m psych so idk how everything works in other majors, but research was important for me and you can often get course credits. Volunteer. Talk to your professors. If you have a professor you really like, see if they have other classes. Establish relationships as early as possible with people who might eventually be the ones you ask to write you letters of recommendation to graduate programs

If you can i highly recommend looking to becoming a Resident Advisor in a dorm - you’ll get free or at the very least discounted housing depending on if you’re looking at university or private certified housing, and quite frankly people go NUTS for housing experience on grad applications because so many of the skills are applicable. It’s work, but like I said it’s good for housing costs and good on applications - I’ll have done three years as an RA upon graduation and I would definitely say it’s been helpful

UHHHHHHH i think that’s all i got for now but if you want any advice on more specific things yeet them my way and i’ll ?? try my best

look into scholarships!! there’s lots of scholarships you can try for to help with funding including things like housing specific ones. Always ask! Keep an open mind! Figure out what learning style is best for you (I do better in seminar classes than lecture, for example - it’s the adhd) and seriously don’t be afraid to ask for help!!

#ask me #theincredibleholland #college advice #i tried #but seriously housing experience is really good for grad school apps #because the skills are applicable everywhere #plus #free or discounted housing #OH also there will be free food if you know where to look for it #go forth and try not to cry over your expenses #and i have like five fucking more years ahead of me RIP

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talkingismylifewrites · 6 years ago

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hi i’m here to ask about roger and dom having sneaky quiet sex i have no shame tell me everything

these asks are giving me LIFE bring them all on!! Ask me their favorite desserts!! The color of Roger’s new sweater vest!! Their fav sex positions!! Who is the fun dad and who is the hard dad!! Who cries when they cum!! ASK ME EVERYTHING

but yes so the ~sneaky quiet sex~

it all begins with Roger and Dom trying to be Good Roommates

And rog and dom having to have Silent Sex for the first like two months post birth of baby #1

Because they know that John and Ronnie can’t have sex because of the whole “pushing a human being out of her vagina” but also because “new baby sleeping” things

(also lowkey they’re like we want to do Bad Things to our Good Friends and also there is a high chance that when I orgasm I might scream the wrong name so lets be quiet #justincase)

But they get paranoid because this is Roger and Dom like, they are...wild...in bed. like, crazy.

Silent Sex that isn’t like, i’m gonna choke you with my dick so no one can hear your or here’s a ball gag I want to watch you drool? That’s not a thing for them

So they take it to the eXtReMe

like, they end up having SO MUCH floor sex because they can’t trust that the bed won’t squeak and give them away

and like, full blown missionary and holding in moans, sex on the floor of the tub with the shower on, sex.

(one time Dom lets out a moan and Roger fully pulls out and is like I cannot believe you ALMOST GAVE US AWAY what if the BABY HEARD DOMINIQUE!)

Meanwhile, Ronnie has been REALLY LOOKING FORWARD to being able to get up with just some light clit stimulation during the no sex period while listening to Rog and Dom fuck like wild animals

cuz who needs a vibrator when your bed is next to real life porn am i right ladies?

but to her horror surprise they’ve???? stopped??? fucking???

John is like, fuck, I can’t get off?? because i feel so guilty that apparently NO ONE ELSE IN THIS HOUSE IS GETTING OFF??

And John’s like fuck they’re not having sex what if--RONNIE WHAT IF THEY HEARD US HAVING SEX AND THEY’RE NOW UNCOMFORTABLE??????

It begins to Consume them

Veronica (who has not left the house in three weeks) stares at the lurid hickey on Roger’s shoulder that appeared overnight trying to figure out WHEN and HOW

Dom notices her staring and is like ITS FROM MY CURLING IRON!!

Roger, reading a magazine with one hand, cuddling the baby with another: I have never had sex Ever

Roger and Dom have their first fight (whispered in the closet while the late show plays) because he TOLD her not to leave one that a shirt wouldn’t cover and Dom is like it would have bee covered if you WORE A SHIRT and roger is like I didn't ASK ROBBIE TO SPIT UP ON MY SHIRT DOM IT WAS DIRTY I HAD TO TAKE IT OFF

and Dom is like it’s not my FAULT YOU DID THE THING WITH YOUR FUCKING HIPS OKAY I HAD TO GAG MYSELF SOMEHOW

Roger sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose and is like “fuck okay add that one to the list, we can’t ever do that one again”

dom is like :(

she’s like FINE but i’m taking off the one where I do that thing with my fingers you like because if I SUFFER YOU SUFFER

And finally, when they start fucking, Dom and Roger are like THANK FUCK WE CAN BRING OUT THE ARSENAL and they like pull out The List™

and John and Ronnie are both prepared and yet not prepared and they’re like...what is The List™

And Dom’s like, uh, we’ve like, been getting like. Vanilla? Because we didn’t wanna be like. Loud?????

So uh, we kinda just started striking things out if they made us...loud

John’s like I need to see this list

For science

Ronnie flushed pink and breathless: please

Roger rubs the back of his neck: we’re sorta down to missionary and like. oral. but like, mouths only.

Also we've been fucking on your floor because the mattress squeaked once and we got scared

They notice john and Ronnie’s face and they’re like but if this freaks you out no worries we love missionary! we can be so vanilla don't worry we'll do whatever makes you comfortable!!

Like honestly just the fact that you want to touch us makes us happy we'll do anything

(Dom to Roger later: we’ll always have the shower, babe)

Johns like playing through every fantasy he's ever had that might be considered Too Much like a roladex and Ronnie is just staring at roger's penis and imaging the possibilities and they're like...we can figure something out

Later ronnies like ok so let me get this straight yeah? we’ve been together for two years and not ONCE have u ever asked for ANYTHING in bed, john. but TEN MINUTES IN to our first attempt with roger and dom you’ve asked her to sit on ur face and got two fingers up ur arse

John’s like well i mean you didn’t tell me you wanted to be spanked!

ronnies like ROGER IS A DRUMMER OKAY WE KNOW HE’D BE GOOD AT IT

then she turns to Roger and is like alright what do you want to do to me? and Roger is like all i want to do is slowly strip you of all your clothes give you a footrub and then eat you out until you're begging me to have sex with you and then we do it slow and sweet missionary style

but like, sure if you want to bend over my knee i'll give you a whack or two

SURPRISE Dom and Roger want to try the sweet sex first with John and Ronnie while John and Ronnie are like how kinky can we get

But John and Ronnie are like okay but like, uh, we’ve been listening to y’all. well like, before you went...silent? and um can we y’know...

watch you two

And Dom and Roger are like oh yeah sure I guess that’s fine (ZERO hesitation and John and Ron are like.......wow they’re so kinky!! Who knew!!)

(that is like, the least of their kinks. exhibition?? that’s vanilla in their book)

Roger and Dom try So Hard to keep it vanilla like they are Trying because John and Ronnie....aren’t??? that???? kinky???? like they’re idea of kinky sex is like, in the middle of the day with the windows open and maybe??? john ties up Ronnie???

That is Not Roger and Dom they have Done Things

So they get carried away :)

Roger is pounding into Dom from behind and he grabs her by the hair and yanks her head back so he can grab her by the throat and choke her while Dom is begging him to take her harder and then they just like...remember like

Oops....how did that happen :) my b :)

When it’s all over Ronnie’s like....is it always that....passionate....?

They’re like uhhhhhhh we will be so vanilla for you please don’t judge us for being degenerates

John meanwhile is just Thinking and Imagining all the ways they could do all that....together...

(They convert John in one night from vanilla to rocky road like that boy is waiting to be unleashed. Ronnie takes two more nights and then she is like oh fuck yeah we’re gonna break every bed in the house and then some)

when they wake up in the morning they're like okay so like is this a relationship or just a sex thing orrrrr and they dance around the topic until Dom plops herself down in Ronnie’s lap and licks the taste of coffee out of her mouth and is like babe we're in this FOREVER

And that is how Roger and Dom transform John and Ronnie from like that nice sweet couple that live down the road into sex maniacs

Within three months Roger is a fuckin’ pillow princess getting his ass eaten out by John who has three fingers pressing the shit out of his prostate while Dom is coaxing the sixth orgasm that night out of Ronnie

They :) Make :) it :) Work :)

(after ronnie and dom have their babies and can’t have sex that is like prime Roger and John Sex Time™ like the ladies almost look more forward to the six weeks after babies because there is nothing better than watching your lover/husband cry from overstimulation while your other husband/lover brutally massages their prostate and they are Loving It)

Okay thank you for coming to my TedTalk once again feel free to ask as many questions or hc’s as possible because i legit only spend my entire days picturing how they live together k thanks bai

#john/veronica/roger/dominique #they have so much sex and 9/10 john is the instigator #that boy is a freak in the sheets convince me otherwise #oh wait #you cant #answered asks #caro writes

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peachymhaechan · 6 years ago

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“Wait... You’re the Little Voice Inside My Head?”

Genre: fluff, soulmate! au; you can hear your soulmate’s thoughts, which isn’t always the best thing

Pairing: Lucas X gender neutral reader

Warnings: cussing, you will have a cavity by the end of this it’s too damn sWEEt

A/N: wong yukhei can stay in his mcfreakin lane:)) okay:)) this hurt me to write he truly did make his way up my bias list and I am .? okay,, I guess this is what we are doing

ever since you were little, you always heard voices inside your head

those voices being 1. you, and 2. a little boy you had never heard out loud in your life

the first time you heard him was when you were four, playing with an imaginary friend in your room

I wonder what Mommy is making for dinner, you thought and lo and behold

I want my mommy to make something without vegetables!

uhhhhhhhhh .?

that was not your voice

but you being a four year old with an imaginary friend, you were like “cool I guess, sometimes it be that way”

at dinner you brought it up to your parents, but of course they passed it off as your imaginary friends

I mean,, lets be real

you were little and ran around the house all day talking to your imaginary friends, so that was the logical explanation in that situation

that was only the first incident you had with the boy speaking in your head

and lemme just say, as y’all got older, it only got wilder

you only knew that he heard what you thought for one reason

he’d always, and I mean ALWAYS

respond

one time in elementary school, your class was taking a math test and you had no fuckin clue what was going on

uhhhhhhh what the frick is 8 times 9 divided by 2 plus 4???

don’t worry tho, your mystery boy came in clutch

40! The answer is 40! his little voice chimed, saving your ass and being the reason you scraped by with a b

as time went on, you heard him more and more, and occasionally yall would have full conversations

only when you got older did you realize

shit dawg, this is my soulmate

once you hit middle school, you finally sat your parents down and basically said

that imaginary friend that would talk in my head when I was little hasn’t gone away and im pretty sure that’s my soulmate quirk

of course your parents were like. oh ? worm ?

you explained to them the whole thing tho

“ive had legitimate conversations with him before, he hears some of my thoughts and I hear his. I can’t really control what all he hears, though, and neither can he, so it’s very weird to hear things out of context.”

the entire time your parents sat there, both confused and happy

on one hand, they didn’t fully understand how it all worked,

and on the other, they were proud because their lil baby was all grown up, talking to their soulmate!! moving towards the second part of their life !!

from that moment, your quirk progressed even more

you started to talk to him more and more, and he heard more and more of your thoughts

it was odd, really, because everybody has thoughts that make them guilty

you know, thoughts that can embarrass you for even thinking them??

not because they’re dumb (although let’s be real, everyone has their fair share of dumb thoughts),

but because you know they’re mean:/

one night you were up thinking that,

thinking: you probably hate me…. all of my thoughts are so mean and harmful, and it brings me shame to know that I can be so vile to people without even meaning to. I’m sorry…. I wouldn’t blame you for hating me.

for some reason, your mystery boy was awake (bitch go tf to sleep it’s three in the damn morning) and he responded

hey, two things…. 1. you’re such a dumbass, and 2. it’s not your thoughts that matter, but how you react to them afterward. the fact that you think your thoughts can come off as mean show that you care, and that you’re not as shitty of a person that you think you are.

listen,,, we all know lucas ain’t always that deep but we can pretend for this au ok

you sat there in complete shock and then he went, anyways you adorable idiot, go to sleep, you have finals in the morning.

from that night on, you talked to him more and more

had a bad day? lucas would know all about it as soon as you got home

lucas did something embarrassing while out in public? you’d hear about it while in public as he tried not to spontaneously combust

you will never believe what I just did…. the barista told me to have a good day and I said “you’re welcome”

of course you laughed,,, that dumbass is supposed to be your soulmate ??

how

but you told him chill dude, everyone says shit like that sometimes, it happens to the best of us

he was with you during your cringey phases (as you were with him during his)

he was there the first time you had your heart broken

your friends all told you not to date the popular basketball player, but you said yeet I guess and well

lucas consoled you as you cried, not over that boy but over yourself for thinking something like that could work

“I don’t know why I even tried. He isn’t you, and he never will be. Hell, I don’t even know your damn name but I know we fit together more than that guy and I ever could.”

that night was the first night you learned his name, wong yukhei, or lucas as his friends called him

“My name is Wong Yukhei, but my friends call me Lucas. And I’m sorry some guy treated you like shit. You don’t deserve to be treated like that, you deserve the whole world. I wish I knew who you were, where you were, so I can finally meet you and tell you everything I never told you.”

and that was the first night he learned your name

“y/n, my name is y/n, and I know we are going to meet soon. I just know it. I can feel it.”

and you were kind of right ??

it all depends on what your definition of soon is tbh

bc that whole sappy convo took place in your junior year of high school

and y’all met in college !!

it was high key odd and not at all how either of you planned to meet, tho

it was your first week at college, and you were nervous af

parents? gone. responsibilities? crippling. adulting? expected.

you finished moving in a while ago, and by then had met your not so pleasant roommate

let’s just say uhhhhhh this roommate had been a complete and utter dickhead

so you threw on some shoes, grabbed your laptop and wallet, and went to the library on campus

after all, it was only the first week, there shouldn't be too many

you walked in and the first thing you saw was someone crying and saying “FUCK SCHOOL”

naturally you were like, “bitch me too. tf?”

but decided to not say that to that kid so you quickly skrrted the fuck out there (yote, if you will)

as you dipped real quick, you went through your options in your head

coffee? target? dorms?

coffee seemed like your best bet, so you hauled your ass to the campus café

as soon as the door opened, stress melted from your mind

i’ll drink to that, bro

the place was not too busy, it was during the middle of the day so people were either asleep or busy

there wasn't a line so you walked up to the person working at the register

“shit fuck what should I order from this coffee place??”

“mountain dew with two shots of espresso” - the ever so helpful Wong Yukhei

“okay what the fuck??”

“lemme get uhhhhhhh iced coffee I guess,” you said, paying and waiting for your drink

while waiting, you went and grabbed a straw, and out of the corner of your eye you spotted a fuckin. GiAnt enter the establishment

he seemed goofy tho,,, so u were like. ok. cool. pop off, I guess.

you couldn’t hear him speak, but inside your head you heard, “Iced coffee.”

“yeah, what about it? I already ordered it, you’re a little late.”

he did not respond which had you going ?? miss keisha, miss keisha, oh my fucking god she fucking dead !

you patiently waited for your cold bean juice while the guy paid and literally stumbled right by your feet to get a straw for himself

before you could ask if the Clumsy Giant was okay, the barista called out, “ Y/N!”

you went to pick up the drink, and felt two eyes drilling holes in the back of your head

naturally, you turned around like. ? we got beef?

but found the actually kinda cute boy staring at you in shock

“What?” you sheepishly asked, not sure if you had something on your face or if something was genuinely wrong, which would explain why that weirdo stared dead at you

???

“Y/N.... y-your name is Y/N?” he asked, and his voice clicked right away

fuck, dude

you already knew the answer,

you could recognize that voice anywhere

but you still wanted to ask and make sure you are not dreaming

however, before you could ask,

the barista called out his name

“Lucas!”

f u c k, dude

“Wong Yukhei?”

“Y/N L/N?”

you two both broke out into a grin upon hearing the other say your name out loud

yall clung to each other, wrapping the other in a huge hug

meanwhile, the barista was standing behind the counter, waiting for lucas to grab his drink like :/ i’ll wait!

“this is touching, and all.... but can you please grab your coffee?”

“THAT IS MY SOULMATE!” lucas announced, obviously giddy at finding you

and tbh, you were feeling it, too

yall sat down at a little table and for a while, just stared at the person sitting across from the other

then, “I’m glad I met you.”

“Me, too,” he agreed

and thus the start of a relationship with pretty much no communication issues ever,

mostly due to the fact that there were no secrets

not that either of you minded, because lets face it

you two had souls that were reflections from one another, and you can’t hide a secret from yourself so why would you hide a secret from him?

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dramaplustautology · 6 years ago

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Quick rundown of Ty’s step-dad in the MQ-central version of her (as opposed to wholesale AE central which is confusing).

What’s this guy’s name. What’s a bruce willis movie villain name I can come up with on the spot? But not ugly sounding like Gregor. UHHHHHHH Konstantin or Zahkar…Alright it’s gonna be Zahkar. Yeah that sounds like a villain.

So Zahkar grew up with a couple of siblings working for really cheap or selling shoplifted goods to get by. At some point, they worked in a kitchen on this raggedy ship that housed soldiers for off planet war. They did things like, clean and make meals out of the meagre rations they got but the main point was that Zahkar didn’t want to do this forever.

But he didn’t want to study the things his siblings were to aim for a better life. He was learning faster from these soldiers, most of whom were conscripted into joining out of prisons. People involved in organized crime rings basically but not all of them were bad. A lot of them had to turn to crime cause it was a necessity to survive where they came from. Zahkar didn’t hit it off with them, he hit it off with the people who got a nasty kick out of hunting authorities, or seeing their psuedonames on breaking news. Those people got branded as war criminals after the conflict was semi-resolved.

And zahkar convinced/cajoled/tricked them into teaching him how to fight, shoot, and a better way to cut up bodies. A lot of them get desperate if offered the chance at a second bowl of gruel.

Skip to when Zahkar is a young adult, he’s cool dude, fit enough to lift a car, and had a clean record (wow who died to make that happen). A real leader that joined the military, doing so well that he got picked to head a team that’s going to be rescuing a hostage from a hostile group hiding on a different planet. That hostage’s sister was a very public figure and an advocate for peace between the planets.

Zahkar had a huge crush on her, and his buddies would laugh and tease him about it, kinda thinking that he gets intense when he watches broadcasts about her but it’s probably fine.

So, Zahkar requested to handpick his team and some of them were people he knew or had met working in the same fields as him. Others were taken out of prisons, or given a deal to take the job, return home, and not go to prison.

Thing was, he was good at scouting people who were like him. His new best friend was a medic who studied really hard, exceled at his work, but a lot of people died under his knife, but that’s what it’s like in a warfare and you can’t save everyone :”C

In these cases, the people who had been in prison were not as bad as/had to put up with total monsters that had played their acts so well that they were never stopped.

But Zahkar had that big crush on the hostage’s sister and he promised to do everything in his power to bring her brother home.

He did everything in his power to infiltrate the place the brother was being kept prisoner, and killed him to bring the body back. Not before dressing it up gruesomely to make it look like the people who took him hostage were never going to return him and did terrible things to him.

“I was too late :”C “ zahkar said, trying not to drool.

And then it sparked a war between the planets cause zahkar’s homeworld felt that their enemy had housed and protected the hostile group that had killed the now new elected Empresses’ (in the sense that she was elected only for the war effort) brother.

Now with an environment that allowed Zahkar to be his terrible self, he and his team acted as a paramilitary group on behalf of the empress. Their planet may not be as big or have the resources that their enemy did but “we won’t die silently,” The Empress said.

And so Zahkar named his paramilitary group DGS “don’t go silent.”

But then that went to shit when their cover-up got found out, deep enough into the conflict that maps had to be redrawn to make sure everyone knew which continents weren’t there anymore, and by then, Zahkar had fallen out of love with his Empress (cause he started knowing her for too long and his perfect image of her got messed. Maybe she snored or something, he’s pretty shallow).

Still kept the name of his group the same, even though it’s an old shame, and blasted off into space to do mercenary work.

Doctor friend: Did you learn your lesson.

Zahkar: Nope, where’s my next pretty mistake?

Doctor: Funny joke.

Zahkar:

Doctor: HAHA, FUNNY JOKE.

#Zahkar #mq #verse kind of #Ty would have been more like him if she went out of control with no one to stop her #Ty has bad taste meanwhile her step dad is what people have bad taste for #same for ty too I guess

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darhwolf · 6 years ago

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1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?dunno lol probably any of the 4 songs from Courtney Barnett that I have on my phone (Elevator Operator, Depreston, Nobody Really Cares if You Don’t go to the Party, and Debbie Downer). Dunno lol

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?Well there’s a few people so... @lifecankindofsuck @annoyinglyoptimisticbread @gerards-slutty-jacket, or Markimoo

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.The moat surrounds your fortress, preventing enemies from

4: What do you think about most?Uhhh such a fucking odd queston I honestly have no clue my mind jumps around a lot

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?Imma not include group chats so... some shit from sprint about texting in the UK. I don’t get texted a lot :/

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?I prefer without but I usually wear pajamas

7: What’s your strangest talent?I can slap my thighs really fast I dunno lol

8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)With the first thing that comes to my head?Girls just wanna have funBoys will be boys

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?Nope and it’ll probs never happen so whatever ¯\_(:/)_/¯

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?Never rip

11: Do you have any strange phobias?None that are out of the ordinary

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?A Q-Tip with vaseline

13: What’s your religion?I don’t have one

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?prbably sitting on a bench alone being lonely lol

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?behind

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?The Beatles

17: What was the last lie you told?I think it was something my dad got angry at me for and then a waiter came up and I faked a smile for the waiter if you call that lying

18: Do you believe in karma?Sometimes

19: What does your URL mean?Absolutely fucking nothing lmao

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?Weakness? my cripplingly low self esteem. Strength? My desire to help people

21: Who is your celebrity crush?Probably Maisie Williams. Used to be Ariana Grande cuz she’s absolutely adorable

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?No but it sounds like fun

23: How do you vent your anger?profane language lmao

24: Do you have a collection of anything?not really no. but I do have all 50 state coins

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?Video chatting as long as the other person can hold the conversation

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?physically? hell fucking no. Mentally? nope. Emotionally? still no rip. But I am happy that I can help people with their problems.

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?hate? crying. (human crying not baby crying) it makes me cry too ;-;Love? uhhhhhhh rain

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?What if I never actually find an s/o?

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?I want to believe

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.The wall. A rocking chair

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?Cotton (from my blanket)

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?I dunno lol

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?West coast, but I’m going to the East coast for College. West cost is more progressive I believe

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?Ariana Grande I guess

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?It’s 42. I’m too lazy to give a full explanation or something like that

36: Define Art.Uhh I dunno lmao

37: Do you believe in luck?Yeah. Either Luck or RNGesus

38: What’s the weather like right now?Sunny

39: What time is it?6:33 PM

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?Yes. No

41: What was the last book you read?Pet Semetary

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?it’s OK. Too much and I hate it.

43: Do you have any nicknames?Mom, Dad, A-Dog (from my uncle)

44: What was the last film you saw?Gremlins. In theaters? A Quiet Place

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?Smacking my head on a piano bench corner (3 stitches needed)

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?yes

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?nope

48: What’s your sexual orientation?Sexual orientation? Het. but romantic orientation is bi

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?Nope

50: Do you believe in magic?Hell yeah or something like that

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?Nah. Unless they were especially awful

52: What is your astrological sign?Aquarius or Aries

53: Do you save money or spend it?Save

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?some micro transaction

55: Love or lust?Love

56: In a relationship?I feckin wish

57: How many relationships have you had?technically, none. One was long distance puppy love, the other wasn’t a relationship

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?yes

59: Where were you yesterday?In Heathrow airport

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?Eraser tops

61: Are you wearing socks right now?nope

62: What’s your favourite animal?DOGGOS

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?Wait I have a secret weapon? oooh tell me

64: Where is your best friend?I uhhhhhh @annoyinglyoptimisticbread and @lifecankindofsuck and @gerards-slutty-jacket hey where are you

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.NO SPECIFIC ORDER @annoyinglyoptimisticbread @lifecankindofsuck @gerards-slutty-jacket @umbrellas-and-raincoats @30-minute-memes

66: What is your heritage?Germany I think or something

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?Sleeping lmao

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?Phillips. I dunno some casual last name

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?Yes many times lmao. Has anybody else gotten me off? nah. never probably gonna happen either lmao

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?yesssssss somebody I could actually like pull aside to talk about shit in my life

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?Fuck yeah the doggo and I are in this shit together now

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?a. Yes.b. I don’t know ;-;c. yes

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.Can I not fucking choose this kinda question is hard on me

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?I dunno

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?8119

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?Trust, communication (bitches fucking love communication), and actual love between the two (or more) partners

77: How can I win your heart?I don’t know this is too difficult of a question I guess just talk to me I don’t fucking know

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?kinda maybe

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?I dunno lmao

80: What size shoes do you wear?don’t remember too lazy to check

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?I dunno leave it up to my family

82: What is your favourite word?Banana

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.love

84: What is a saying you say a lot?I dunno lmao

85: What’s the last song you listened to?Probably Elevator Operator

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?a dark blue like rain I don’t know what shade exactly it is

87: What is your current desktop picture?EEVEES!

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?Some shit named Diego. He was a dick to me all throughout middle school and never apologized once

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?Do you have depression?

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?Sit and wait, but get ready for something to happen

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?Invisibility. You can actually do a LOT of good with invisibility like if somebody tries to rob a bank, you walk in, invisible, with a gun and reveal yourself only to shoot them or something like that

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?Eating a birthday cake I guess I dunno :/

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?FUCKING EVERYTHING ABOUT MY DEPRESSION AND SHIT

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?Why music celeb?But it would be Ariana Grande

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?Fuckin Japan cuz it’s so cool

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?nope

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?yeah lol

98: Ever been on a plane?many many times

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?“Hey stop fucking each other over and lets focus on not fucking making the human race go extinct mmkay?”@annoyinglyoptimisticbread THANKS FOR THE ASK

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dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt · 6 years ago

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I was tagged by the WONDERFUL AMAZING @myriadimagines!! Thank you, Sam, this was really fun!! ^_____^ <3

NAME: Matthias. (I sTiLl GeT tO sAy ThAt *HAPPY SCREAMING* :’D ^____^ )

STAR SIGN: FISHY MCFISH FISH (Pisces.)

HEIGHT: 5′4 (in Australia we use centimetres but I always grew up with inches????? my family is really weird. XD)

WHAT’S YOUR MIDDLE NAME: Chance.

PUT YOUR ITUNES ON SHUFFLE. WHAT’S THE FIRST FOUR SONGS THAT POPPED UP? Blackbird (Glee cover... it’s one of my Mum’s favourite songs ^-^) I’m a Believer by Smash Mouth (yea I like it unironically) Burned Out by Dodie Clark Sick Boy by The Chainsmokers.

GRAB THE BOOK NEAREST TO YOU AND TURN TO PAGE 23. WHATS LINE 17? “Nina had managed to slip it from the chain the lawyer always wore around his neck, then tucked it beneath an empty oyster shell for Wylan to whisk into the kitchen.” (Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo)

EVER HAD A SONG OR POEM WRITTEN ABOUT YOU? Absolutely not. XD

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PLAYED AIR GUITAR? *clears throat* Like.... last night... maybe??? ^__^”

WHO IS YOUR CELEBRITY CRUSH? Honestly, nobody. I’ve never had a celebrity crush, ever. XD I just crush on fictional people and - only if they’re equally out of my league and uninterested in me - real people. XD

WHAT’S A SOUND YOU HATE AND A SOUND YOU LOVE A dog crying, especially a yelp... I hate that noise, it’s so heart-wrenching. D’: And I really love the sound of rain on the roof, or the pavement... honestly water in general, waves or rain or running water.... it’s very calming! <3

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? Abso-fucking-lutely, my dude, I have seen some SHIT. X’D

HOW ABOUT ALIENS? I think it’s very, very arrogant of us to believe that we are alone... especially in space, which is infinite. You roll a die infinite times and you’ll roll a 20 many times in creating life, no matter how perfect the conditions for it have to be.

DO YOU DRIVE? YUP!!! Working on getting my license now!! ^___^

IF SO HAVE YOU EVER CRASHED? Not yet!!! But I’m sure I’ll fuck up eventually!!! :DDDDDD

WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo (prequel to Crooked Kingdom, PLEASE READ THEM THEY’RE SO SO GOOD!!! <3 )

DO YOU LIKE THE SMELL OF GASOLINE? Is it... weird that it’s kind of yes?? I dunno it reminds me of when I was little and I’d be in the garage with my dad and he’d lift me up onto the bench and then we’d listen to music while he worked... so, good memories, not necessarily the smell itself?? XD <3

WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW? Uhhhhhhh.... I think it was Spider-Man: Homecoming again.... O.o

DO YOU HAVE ANY OBSESSIONS RIGHT NOW? I just downloaded Hollow Knight on my Switch so I think I’m gonna be playing that for a while... does that count?? XD <3 And I’ve gotten back in to my photography lately so, that too!! <3

DO YOU TEND TO HOLD GRUDGES AGAINST PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE YOU WRONG? I hold grudges like Jessica Jones holds alcohol. :) For real though it depends... but yeah I’d say I definitely hold on to grudges, I don’t really mean to it just... happens. :///

IN A RELATIONSHIP? *hYSTERICAL LAUGHTER* Bold of you to assume anyone can deal with my annoying prone-to-messing-literally-everything-up ass, let alone want to!! X’D

I tag the FAVOURITE-ST OF ALL BEANS @steverogershield and @tiredngaybois!! <3 :DDDDD <3

#tag #Matt speaks #THANK YOU SAM!!!!!#<3 #:'D

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bxxpbxxprichie · 7 years ago

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um can i get uhhhhhhh bichie soulmate part 2

Part One / Two / Three

Legit I had no time to edit this but I have to get ready for a show tonight, so I figured you guys would prefer that I got it out now rather than it be 100% perfect and not out until like Monday sometime!

Warnings: Cute shit, upset Richie, bloody lips

Word Count: 2742

It was cold outside. Eddie was pressed closely to Richie’s side with one of their high school sweatshirts on, jeans, boots, and a flannel blanket around his shoulders. They walked a little awkwardly, but it was okay. It would be okay. They usually got used to the cold pretty easily, but Eddie always needed the blanket when they first went out.

As they passed Bangor High, Richie lifted his middle finger. He hated the school. He hated the teachers. He hated his classmates. He hated that he was about to graduate. His arm tightened around Eddie’s waist, but the shorter boy didn’t speak of it, knowing exactly what Richie was thinking.

Richie’s house was only a ten minute walk from downtown Bangor. They had to walk through the park to make it, which was honestly Richie’s favorite part. The park was always so pretty during the winter. And it was pretty much why he insisted on walking rather than driving.

They were walking slowly, though, so it was definitely more than ten minutes before they reached the park.

His arm was still looped around Eddie’s waist, and they stopped to look up at the trees. Ice crystals were hanging off the branches from the sleet the night before, making it look like a winter wonderland.

“What’s the plan?” Richie finally asked, shifting his gaze from the trees to his boyfriend.

They hadn’t really made a plan before coming. They usually didn’t. It was easier to just go downtown and do whatever caught their eyes.

“I would say the arcade, but I didn’t bring my disinfectant wipes. Lord knows how many hands have touched those things today alone.” Eddie shuddered lightly in his arms, making Richie grin widely down at him.

“God you’re so fucking cute.” He tells him, before leaning down to kiss him.

A shock to his lips made him pull back.

“What the hell?” Richie cursed, letting go of Eddie and reaching up to touch his lips. When he pulled his fingers back they were stained in blood.

He started to panic.

“What the fuck?” His chest heaved wildly, and he looked to Eddie. The blood was on his boyfriend’s lips too, and it seemed they were both on the verge of hyperventilating.

Eddie hadn’t needed his inhaler in years. He didn’t even keep it on him anymore.

Springing into action, Richie cupped the boy’s cheeks and made him look into his eyes. “Hey! Hey, it’s okay, baby. Just breathe with me okay? In,…and out.”

Eddie was nodding frantically in response to Richie’s words, and they took in deep breaths together, both trying to calm their racing hearts.

This wasn’t right.

They should’ve just stayed home today.

LINE BREAK

The drive to Bangor was easy. It was about thirty minutes north of Derry, if you drove the speed limit and there was lots of traffic.

Stan didn’t drive the speed limit. And there weren’t lots of traffic.

It was about midday, so adults were working and anyone on the road were probably just other teens heading up to downtown Bangor, judging from the high speeds.

They made it downtown within twenty minutes, the windows rolled down and the cold air whipping at their cheeks. They were singing loudly to old 80’s hits, holding hands atop the center console. Stan’s jeep was perfect for sleet and snow covered roads, the four wheel driving making it smoother than Bill thought possible.

His nose was red, and running by the time they parked. Stan reached into the back seat and put a box of Kleenex between them. The both of them went to work, blowing their snotty noses, all the while grinning and feeling high from the fun drive.

They both got out of the jeep and started their stroll through the park, hands clasped together and shoulders touching to keep some warmth between them.

Stan pointed out a few of the winter birds, a wide grin on his face. They watched kids ice skate on a frozen pond. They passed by a frozen, dead flower bed and admired it for a bit.

“It’s crazy how something like this can still be pretty.” Stan spoke, through his numb lips.

“No kidding.” Bill grinned, the movement pulling the skin of his lips a little painfully. His eyes caught on another couple just past them, and for some reason he felt like he knew them. Or one of them. “Do they look familiar to you?” he asked Stan, nodding to the two boys.

Stan turned to look at them, just as the taller one grinned down at the shorter one with all the love in his eyes. “I’ve never seen them before in my life…but it feels…familiar.” Stan admits.

The two boys kiss, and within seconds Bill felt a shock on his lips.

“Shit.”

He was vaguely aware of Stan cussing similarly, and they both touched their lips. Blood was dripping from their fingers seconds later, and Bill looked at Stan, all to excited.

“That’s a huge coincidence.” Bill tells him, pointing to the boys. “Those are ours. They’re together. We’re together.” He couldn’t believe it honestly. His mind wasn’t even thinking of the actions from this morning because by god his soulmate was standing twenty feet from him with blood dripping off his lips.

He just didn’t know which one it was, exactly.

“Do we…do we go over there?” Stan asked.

Bill didn’t know. But he wanted too.

“They look like they’re having a moment.” Stan says.

He was right. Their foreheads were pressed together, and eyes were closed. He couldn’t tell what was going on, but the moment they broke away from it, Bill was on the move. He had to meet his soulmate.

He ignored the calls from Stan, telling him to wait, to think this through. He had to do this. He had to meet him.

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Eddie’s breathing finally calmed down, and Richie puffed out a breath. “Okay.” He spoke softly, brushing his fingers against the boys cheek. “Maybe we should just go back.”

They both knew what was happening. They were told that things like this could happen. One of their soulmates was in the area. Or both, judging by how much blood was shared between them. Richie could even feel the spot on his lip where it had busted.

He looked up and his heart dropped. Not one, but two guys were stomping through snow towards them, both of them having blood smeared across their lips.

“Fuck.” Richie cursed again. It was too late. They’d already seen them. He wasn’t ready. Genuinely, he wasn’t ready for this moment.

His jaw was clenching and unclenching, and he reached for Eddie’s hand. His boyfriend took it, and they both held on as tightly as they could. Richie because he was terrified of losing Eddie, and Eddie because he was having so much anxiety over meeting his soulmate.

“We should’ve stayed home.” He mutters under his breath, although he knew Eddie didn’t feel the same. He knew Eddie was ready to know his soulmate. He had been ready since they were kids.

The two boys stopped in front of them, and Richie took a short step closer to Eddie, while the shorter one grabbed the blanket that was starting to fall from his shoulders.

No one spoke for a moment, the four boys sizing each other up. It wasn’t until the shortest of them gave a few heaving cough that anything was said.

“Are you okay? Should we go get your inhaler?” Richie was more than worried, his eyes now only on his boyfriend.

Eddie cleared his throat, “I’m fine, we should probably just get out of the cold before we get sick.”

“The diner.”

Richie’s head snapped up. He didn’t know which one of the two spoke as all his focus had been on Eddie.

“We were…we were going to go grab lunch. You should join us.” It was the shorter of the two, with wild curls rivaling his own who had spoken.

“Not on his mother’s life.”

“We’d love too!”

He and Eddie had spoken at the same time, and Richie couldn’t help but shoot a glare at the shorter boy.

“Fine.” Richie spoke. “But someone is paying for at least my hot chocolate.”

“Deal.” The tallest of them grinned.

LINE BREAK

Over the walk to the diner, Bill had learned their names. Richie and Eddie. He had a hankering that Richie was his soulmate, mostly because of the pull, but he wasn’t sure yet. They hadn’t touched. And his neck was covered with a scarf, much like all of theirs were. The only skin showing were his hands, and his face.

He was pretty. Gorgeous, really. But he didn’t seem as enthusiastic about meeting them as Eddie did. Bill got it. Nothing about this was easy, especially if they were together. He didn’t want to get between anything, but it’s not like he really had a choice. None of them did.

They settled into a booth at Nicky’s, Richie and Eddie on one side, and he and Stan on the other. His eyes trailed over the plastic records that hung on the walls in decoration, and the racing stripes below.

“So…are you guys from around here?” Eddie asked, leaning over Richie’s arms to look at the menu, even though he had one in front of himself.

“We live in Derry. It’s south of here. Twenty minute drive on a good day.” Bill answered, doing his best to not give a peculiar look.

“Never heard of it.” Richie said, a little harshly, turning the page on his menu.

“We’ve been through there before, mom and I.” Eddie says, sniffling softly.

“Oh yeah? What for?” Stan asks.

“Oh. My parents used to live in Derry. After my dad died we uh…me and my mom, we moved to Bangor. She said it was too painful for her to stay in town, but she loves Maine. My dad’s buried in the Derry Cemetery, so we go every once in awhile.” Eddie’s voice was a bit quiet. He didn’t like talking about his father much, mostly because any time he did his mom got upset.

Stan nodded slowly.

“Sorry you lost your dad.” Bill spoke up, his own voice quiet. He knew how hard it was to lose someone so close to you.

“So can I ask something.” Richie piped up, putting the menu down.

There wasn’t much of a response.

“The bite marks.” He nodded to Eddie. “How did they happen?”

Everything clicked then. For all four of them. It was like they had all been blinded from shock that they hadn’t noticed facial features all that much, but now that it was pointed out, the scars on both Stan and Eddie’s faces were evident.

“Oh.” Stan spoke, his brow furrowing. He looked to Bill, and Bill shrugged in response.

“You’ll probably think we’re crazy. How we remember it is not how our p-parents think it happened.” Bill said, his eyes casting down to his hands, which were folded on the table.

Stan placed a soft hand on Bill’s leg. Bill appreciated it. “Long story short, Bill’s little brother went missing. We went looking for him. According to my parents, and the doctors, I was bit by large dog. Maybe that is how it happened. We were kids with overactive imaginations.” Stan seemed like he didn’t want to say much more.

“Did you find him?” Richie asked, sounding gentle for the first time since the two showed up.

Bill shook his head.

Silence fell over the group for a good ten minutes, before a waitress came to take their order.

LINE BREAK

True to his word, Bill paid for Richie’s hot chocolate…and his lunch. Richie had been a bit surprised, but he figured Bill was trying to make an effort. Richie appreciated it, but he really wasn’t ready for all of this.

It was like Bill could tell.

Eddie and Stan, however, were hitting it off completely. They held most of the conversation, Bill and Richie only interjecting when explicitly addressed. It was very obvious Stan and Eddie were meant to be.

It was painful for Richie the whole time.

But he kept a smirk on his face, and started interjecting all too inappropriate comments, as the four of them exchanged numbers and promised to make plans and meet up again.

Even though they were far from finished that day.

They spent a few hours at the diner, before leaving to go see the movie Bill and Stan had been planning on seeing. Richie paid his own way in this time. He sat between Eddie and Bill, and restrained himself from holding his best friends hand, or wrapping his arm around his shoulders.

He loved Eddie so much. He didn’t want to mess this up for him.

Richie barely watched the movie. His thoughts were ranging from anger, to sadness, to fake happiness, to scared, to loneliness, to all out depression. He left more than once to go to the bathroom when it got too bad, not wanting to let tears escape from his eyes around the others.

No one bothered him. Not even Bill.

It was dark by the time they left the Cinema, and they all piled into Stan’s jeep, something Richie was actually excited about.

“This is yours?” He asked, hand running over the sleek paint. “She’s beautiful.” Richie was very in tune with cars, and a Jeep Wrangler was by far his dream car.

“Her names Deborah.” Stan had told him, grinning for the first time at Richie, rather than Eddie.

He hated to admit, he really liked Stan. He also really hated Stan.

They drove to the Christmas lights showing, and Stan and Eddie took the lead, both wrapped up together in Eddie’s blanket. Richie and Bill were behind them, walking at a much slower pace together.

Richie marveled at the lights. It really was beautiful out here. The snow crunched delightfully under his feet, and he felt calm for the first time that night.

“So, what’s your favorite thing to do?” Bill’s voice broke the trance, and Richie looked over at him, before shoving his hands into his jacket pockets.

“Fuck my boyfriend.” Richie stated bluntly, still quite bitter.

Bill snorted, the sound close to a laugh as they continued on.

“I like fucking my boyfriend too.” Bill admitted, walking a little closer to Richie.

“Two tops don’t make a right.” Richie stated, his eyes glued to a bright Santa dunking gingerbread men into milk.

“Who said I was a top?” Bill countered.

“Who said I was?” Richie shot right back.

“You sort of just did.” Bill grinned.

Richie hated that he was enjoying this banter. He didn’t respond.

Bill accepted his silence for only a few minutes, before speaking again.

“How does it feel to be the short one?” He had to ask. He wasn’t much taller than Richie, but the inches were definitely noticeable.

“Fine…I guess.” Richie honestly hadn’t thought about it.

Bill nodded, eyebrows raised.

Richie sniffed, and rubbed his cold nose on his sleeve.

“So…how long have you and Eddie been together?” Bill asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

Richie cleared his throat, his eyes shifting to Rudolph. “Two years and five months, today.” The months didn’t matter as much once you hit the year mark, but Richie still counted.

“Oh…that’s a long time…Stan and I aren’t together.” Bill told him.

“So he’s not fucking you?” Richie asked, turning to look at him.

“No…no, he is…or was. I have a feeling both of us are going to be out a fuck buddy after today. “

Richie stopped in his tracks, “Eddie isn’t a fuck buddy. He’s my boyfriend.” He was serious about this. Eddie meant the world to him.

“Chill out, Richie. I just meant that you’re not soul mates with him. You had to know this day was coming at some point.” Bill was trying to reel the conversation back, realizing he overstepped a boundary.

“Chill out? He’s my boyfriend! I’m in love with him! Don’t keep reminding me that I’m losing him to a fucking bird watcher!” Richie was puffing his chest up to Bill at this point.

“Okay. C-c-calm down, Richie. I’m s-sorry you love h-him and you’re l-l-losing him. I really am. B-but you have a s-s-s-soulmate too, okay?”

“Oh, fuck off, Stutters!”

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