#twix you will live on forever inside my heart

[evaunit-00]

the cat i literally shared a soul with died yesterday i am normal

view him. love him. i will never have such a connection with another animal in my life probably (sorry eggy)

[teenyweenynightghost]

Haii!! I absolutely adore your writing and was wondering if you would be up to write something comforting with Ethan where reader is having the period from hell? Thank you ❤

Oh ho ho this should be fun

Y/n was sleeping over at Ethan’s for the first time. She had feelings for him for god knows how long, and the night he asked her out was probably the happiest she had ever been.

Their date had been unbelievable. Y/n felt as if time stopped and she was the only person on Earth along with Ethan, as cheesy as that may sound

When it started raining, they both hurried to his car and drove quickly to his place.

“God, I didn’t think the night would end like this.” Y/n chuckled, draining her hair in Ethan’s bathtub, while he was brushing his teeth next to her.

“You can sleep in one of my shirts.” Ethan mumbled, almost choking on the tooth paste

“What?”

“I said” he spit out all the paste and rinsed his mouth “you can sleep in one of my shirts.”

Y/n’s heart skipped a bit and she blushed a bit at his suggestion, before nodding sheepishly and putting her hair in a bun.

Ethan chuckled and muttered a few words Y/n didn’t quite catch, before leaving the room.

In a few moments, he came back with a large t-shirt. It was burgundy and had a logo in the middle. Ethan gave it to Y/n and left her alone to change

That night she had fallen asleep in his warm embrace, listening to the rain drops hit the windows

She felt as if it was a dream come true, and the only thought on her mind was Ethan

Luckily for her, Ethan felt the exact same way

He held her close all night, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, and dreamed of her

Ethan woke up to a slap. He opened his eyes grumpily and looked for the source of pain, only to see Y/n turned away from him, in that position all girls sleep in; the one where they have a leg up and they’re on their stomach

That’s when he saw that Y/n had started her period

There was a large, red stain seeping through her underwear and another few spots on the bedding

Damn, he shouldn’t have put on white ones

Stretching a bit and getting out of bed, he started to think about what he could do.

He didn’t know how much Y/n trusted him or how she would react to this, so the two smartest choices that he had were to either wake her up and tell her what happened, or prepare everything for when se would wake up

Eventually, he decided going for the latter.

Heading to the living room and grabbing his keys , he got in the car and drove to the nearest pharmacy around.

The man was walking down the unbearably white aisles of the pharmacy, looking for some ibuprofen and tampons

He really didn’t know what type Y/n used, and he wasn’t about to be like that dude on TikTok who asked his girlfriend what size pussy she was, so he took 4 types

Maybe different colors would mean something…or maybe scent?

He made a mental reminder to ask Y/n if they had any flavors

After searching forever, he ended up having a kilogram of pads, three types of sheet masks and a new lotion, but no pain medication

They must have been hidden

Eventually giving up, he went to the cashier and placed all the products on the register

“Tough times with the lady?” The woman asked, sending him an all-too knowing smirk

“I hope not. Speaking of which, do you happen to have any pain medication?”

Ethan left the store smirking, having received a 20% discount for being “so cute”, and he also got a small chapstick as a gift

His next stop was the grocery shop

He already knew what he needed, so the trip would be easy; Twix, KitKat, Puffy Cheetos, Aloe Drink, and A LOT of Chocolate milk

It didn’t take long for him to find everything, so he wondered around the shop for a little longer, picking up a few more things

Y/n was startled awake by some people screaming outside

She jumped out of bed and hurried to the window, only to see that they were a group of friends who were just pranking one another

She groaned and pressed a hand to her stomach, feeling a painful hotness around the area

Looking back at the bed, her heart stopped in her chest as she saw that there was a trail of blood behind her

Oh gods, her period came in the worst moment possible. Did Ethan see? Did he run away out of disgust?

She paced around the room nervously, thinking of what to do, yet ignoring the sound of running water coming from the bathroom

She shrieked when she heard a knock on the door and tried to hide the bloodied sheets as well as she could.

“Cara mia, are you awake?” Ethan’s soft voice was muffled by the door, which only made Y/n feel worse.

“No?”

She heard Ethan chuckle before seeing him enter the room. He seemed to have a reassuring look on his face, but Y/n could tell there was some pity in there too.

“Wanna come with me?” He asked her softly, taking her silky hand in his and leading her to the bathroom before she could answer

Y/n watched as he opened the door to the bathroom and led her inside. The shower was running and there were some clothes on the counter

“Get in the shower. I’ll take care of everything else.” He said, looking at Y/n so softly that her heart exploded and she burst into a fit of tears

His armed were around her in a second, comforting her as best as he could, but he truly did not know the reason why she was crying

“Baby, is everything all right? Why are you crying?” He asked her, worry written all over his face.

“Im sorry…I’m just” she sniffled a bit, shedding a few more tears, “no one ever took care of me when I was on my period and you’re being so fucking sweet and I ruined your sheets and everything is wrong and my stomach hurts and FUCK why did It have to come now we could have-“

“Woah, woah, woah, take a deep breath, dolcezza. Like that, just relax.” He interrupted her ramblings, wiping the tears off her face.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about the sheets. I’ll clean them later. We can just stay in bed all day and relax. How does that sound?”

Y/n nodded slightly against his shoulder, pulling herself away and wiping her face.

“Okay.” Her voice was still raspy, and she looked at the shower. At that moment, washing her entire body felt like an unbelievably long and exhausting process. She slumped her shoulders at the thought of it and puffed.

“Let me wash you. It’ll go by quicker.”

Y/n nodded and started taking her clothes off, too exhausted to care about Ethan’s red face. Even though he had offered, he couldn’t help but think about other circumstances in which he would get in a shower with Y/n.

Regardless, it was not the time for such things.

Once she was inside, he grabbed the shampoo and squirted some in his hand, thinking of a way to lather it on Y/n without getting wet.

“Now how are you gonna do that without ending up in the shower too, Mr Edgar?” Y/n teased, letting her head fall back as the warm water glided down her body.

While trying to find a solution, Ethan’s gaze fell on the floor, which was now filled with blood.

“Y/n are you alright?” His tone instantly changed, now being extremely worried about how much blood came out of her.

“Yeah. Why?” She followed his gaze to the ground, seeing what he was staring at. She let out a low laugh before grabbing the bottle from Ethan.

“It’s creepy, I know. You don’t have to wash me.”

“No. I said I would help and I want to. Do you mind if I join in?” He asked sheepishly, concerned about crossing any boundaries with the girl.

“Whatever floats your boat.”

The man nodded, getting out and taking his clothes off. He placed them neatly next to Y/n’s, then got back in the shower.

Y/n was facing the wall, so Ethan pressed a soft kiss to her neck from behind her.

“I bought some goodies too.”

Y/n just hummed in response, leaning against Ethan. His hands instinctively went to her shoulders and started massaging them, earning a few whimpers from Y/n

“I can give you a massage later…”

“Absolutely.”

They both chuckled a bit, before Ethan got to actually cleaning Y/n. He softly lathered the soap all over her body, letting the water wash away the bubbles.

“Okay…I’m gonna leave you alone now, considering that I don’t know how to put on a tampon.”

“Alright.” Y/n responded, blushing slightly from all the contact. She heard Ethan take a towel and dry himself off, before getting dressed and leaving.

Ethan was in the kitchen, his phone in front of him as he sat prompted against the counter

Now close your eyes, and with a deep breath, release all the pent up frustration inside of you

“Um, Ethan? You said you had food?”

The brunette jumped up and hurried to close his phone, blushing furiously as he turned towards Y/n.

“Yes, right it’s over th-“

“Were you meditating?”

“Maybe.”

“You were.” (The bitch was so horny he had to reset his mind)

“You said you wanted food.” He finally managed to switch the topic, as Y/n’s eyes lit up.

“Gimmie.” She stretched out her arms and closed her hands repetitively, beckoning for Ethan to give her the snacks.

“Alright, alright. I’ll grab a few more things and come. Just go in the bathroom and get in bed.”

Y/n pouted, but eventually followed Ethan’s instructions. She was surprised to see that he had changed the sheets and lit up a few candles. She smiled to herself before cuddling up under the blankets.

Soon enough, Ethan entered the room with some snacks and drinks, a hot pouch and some medication.

“Here is some ibuprofen, if you have cramps, and a hot pouch.”

Y/n could have moaned in pleasure when she placed the hot object on her stomach, relieving a lot of the pain.

She gulped down the pills, cuddling into Ethan, who had an arm wrapped around her and another one massaging her butt.

He nuzzled into her neck, smiling a bit and breathing in her chocolatey scent.

“Squishy.” He joked, squeezing her butt, which made Y/n erupt in a mess of giggles.

She leaned over and grabbed a cereal bar, unwrapping it smoothly before shoving it down her throat.

“Thank you so much Ethan. I really don’t know how to tell you…no one has ever done this for me before.” She whispered, twirling a strand of his hair around her finger.

“I’ll always be here when you need me. Now you just need to sleep.”

“Okay…”

A/n: so i know this isn’t particularly a head canon, but the only way I can write is if my brain thinks im writing something short with bullet points, even though it would be a normal piece If I were to remove them😂

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[hamiltonimagines]

Hidden Feelings

Pairing: Pippa x Reader

Request: “Hi! I love your stories! Can I request one where the reader and pippa are roommates and they don't know if their feelings are reciprocated, and just overall fluff?” - @rosesandoceansxx

Based on the song, Crush by David Archuleta

Word Count: 1.1k

I hung up the phone tonight

Something happened for the first time

Deep inside, it was a rush, what a rush (What a rush, rush)

'Cause the possibility

That you would ever feel the same way about me

Just too much, just too much (Just too much)

I was currently on the phone with Pippa, my roommate and best friend, who was also the girl that I may have had a tiny crush on. She was driving home, from the airport. She had been on a vacation, back home, to go to a family member’s wedding.

“So how was the trip?” I asked her, excited to hear all the details. “It was really fun, it was really nice to get to see my parents again. It had been so long since I had seen everybody” she told me. I could hear her smiling through the phone.

“Did you meet any dazzling women at the wedding?” I asked her, praying that the answer was no. “No, I’ve got my heart set on another girl” she said, she was still smiling. My heart dropped, of course she liked somebody. I was so naive to think that she didn’t.

Wait. What if she liked me? I could be that girl. That would change everything. Nope. It was too good to be true.

I panicked, I didn’t have the slightest clue of what to say. I quickly hung up and threw my phone onto my bed.

Why do I keep running from the truth?

All I ever think about is you

You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized

And I just got to know

Pippa had gotten back home last night. She asked me why I hung up. I told her that my phone just cut out, she seemed to believe it.

She was out getting some groceries right now. I had invited Jasmine over. I desperately needed some advice.

“Jas, I need your help. I don’t know what to do? What if that girl is me?” I asked her, freaking out. “Would that be so bad? You’re head over heels for her” Jasmine told me. “I am not” I said, becoming defensive.

“Do you know how many times you text me a day to tell me about a cute thing she did? A lot. When we hang out, half the time you’re just talking about something you did with her. And what about when I try and have a conversation with you when she’s around? You’re a brick wall, all you can do is give her googly eyes” Jasmine told me.

Do you ever think when you're all alone

All that we can be, where this thing can go?

Am I crazy or falling in love?

Is it real or just another crush?

Do you catch a breath when I look at you?

Are you holding back like the way I do?

'Cause I've tried and tried to walk away

But I know this crush ain't going away

Going away

I was laying in bed and I couldn’t get what Jasmine said out of my mind. Maybe I was head over heels for Pippa. I did feel ten times happier when she was around. And all of my best memories include her.

Then it hit me.

I was absolutely in love with my best friend, and I had no clue how she felt. There was a chance she liked me, but a bigger chance she would laugh in my face if I confessed my feelings.

I wondered if she had ever lied in bed and thought about me, the way I was thinking about her right now.

Little did I know, she was right next door, thinking about how much she adored me. She was worried about if I liked her back.

I wondered if this was just a passing crush, or if this could actually turn into something real. What if Pippa was my soulmate? But what if I confessed and she never talked to me again?

Whether Pippa liked me back or not, I knew that I would definitely be hung up on her for a while.

Has it ever crossed your mind

When we're hanging, spending time, girl

Are we just friends? Is there more, is there more? (Is there more?)

See, it's a chance we've gotta take

'Cause I believe that we can make this into

Something that will last, last forever, forever

“Pippa, I need to talk to you” I told Pippa, walking into her room. She was sitting on her bed, scrolling through her phone. “Okay” she said, placing her phone down on the bedside table.

“Do you ever think about us?” I asked her. I was so unsure as to how to start this conversation. Was it better to ask her outright if she liked me? Or should I try and lead up to it?

“You’re gonna have to be a little more specific. I mean, I think about us a bunch, you’re my best friend” she told me, honestly. “Well that’s what I mean, we spend like every waking second of our lives together” I told her.

“Are you saying you want to spend less time together?” She asked me. Her voice was laced with hurt. “No no no, god why is this so hard for me?” I said, muttering the last part under my breath.

“The other day you said you liked someone, right?” I asked her. “Yeah I did say that, why?” She asked, still looking confused.

I wished that I could just come out and ask her, but this was one of the hardest conversations I’d ever had.

“Was it me?” I asked her, finally snapping. “Oh...well uh” she said, hesitantly.

I knew it.

She totally had feelings for someone else and now I had made her feel uncomfortable. I never should of brought this up, I had just single-handedly ruined our friendship.

“Oh, okay. That’s okay, I completely understand. I just, I have a really big crush on you and I was hoping that maybe you liked me back. I’ve been thinking for a while that maybe we could work out and be meant to be. But, really it’s fine. I’m sorry I brought it up” I said, turning to leave the room.

“Y/N, wait. Stop rambling for one second” she told me. “Listen, you don’t have to apologize for how you feel. I get it” I told her, trying to leave again.

“You didn’t let me finish, you are the one I like” she said, simply. I stopped, dead in my tracks and turned around to face her. We both had the biggest smiles on our faces.

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[vixenjae]

The watch

Few weeks ago, I stopped using your watch. The one you gave me on my birthday in exchange for our snowball. I was adamant to give the snowball to you because I was afraid you would not take care of it like I did. 

I kind-of missed you. sometimes I go to your profile just to look at your face, and go back to my account as if I did nothing.

How come I remember all the details of the last moment I spent with you. 

The already opened Kojic soap you gave me or the sachet of Twix you gave me because I was craving for chocolates, or the gas station where we refueled your motorcycle when you decided to accompany me back home or the two sticks of cigarette we smoked in front of a sari-sari store in Centro, and the way I hugged you so tightly in our high school Alma Mater when we went back there, I was silently saying goodbye back then, and the way you so softly kissed my forehead, as if you were saying goodbye too. 

Or even all the memories I had with you when we were in high school? 

When you held my hand, while running towards the nearest faucet to clean our muddy clothes because we were in a leadership training, you were wearing a black shirt then, I was wearing brown. And we were having fun, cleaning ourselves together with our friends but it was as if the world has vanished and was in slow motion that all I saw was you, and felt how firmly you held my hand. 

Or the way we talked in the classroom when we seated apart, writing messages on a piece of paper and throwing it towards each other whenever the teacher was not looking or if he’s writing on the board. 

And when we finally had the chance to sit beside each other, I remember how we had our first kiss, it was a peck, and it wasn’t intentional but I felt my bones melt even when I was seated. And how much we talk about it overtime, with you insisting that you were my first kiss, and with me denying that I remember, but baby I do, oh you don’t know how much of my past with you I remember. 

And whenever you go back to school early after our lunch break just so we could spend more time together , just because I had to stay in school for lunch since I live a town away. and I remember every time you do, you either play Sipa outside, or practice your skills in book spinning or you skills in rubiks cube or your skill in biting the sticks of lollipop and twisting it just so it would look like a stick Haha it was gross but really funny,

And this one time, while we were on the phone you made me talk to your younger sister Aneeza, and made her tell me you love me, until now I am fond of her, 

And this one time I had colds, and asked you to buy me tissue I was talking about a facial tissue since facial tissues are more gentle on the nose, but when you went back inside the classroom you bough me a whole roll of tissue, you were so cute, and how could I forget when I was trying to stay away from yo u but as stubborn as you are you told me that it was fine if you got sick so I you could get sick with me. It was stupid but my young heart got really warm because of that. 

And in our junior prom night, when you asked me to dance with you even when you were not even in my carnet book. (At this point we don’t even talk anymore) It was more or less around 7pm in the evening, and the song was Forevermore by Side A. And we were awkwardly talking but in truth my insides were melting, and I try to lighten up the mood by telling you I liked the way the moonlight shone. and then you told me how you are sorry for taking me for granted and cheating on me when you were my first love. And me hurting inside but trying to consume it by fake asking what you were sorry for. And me feeling butterflies in my stomach when you said you are sorry for everything. I remember picking up a tiny green balloon, and going back to your arms just savoring the moment I had with you. I wanted to tell you I forgave you even when you never asked sorry. But I held my tongue and continued to dance with you. Because that was the last time you were in my arms. 

I could go on and on and on about the memories we had when we were younger but right now, we have our own lives. We barely even had communication. You seem happy about your relationship. And I am too. But I can’t help but think of our what ifs and what could have been’s. 

What if we took our chance and started again? What if we fought for the connection we had? What if there was an US? What if we choose to stay together?

Remember the watch you gave me? Last week I tried to use it but the straps broke in half. And I don’t know if that was the universe telling me to stop harboring these memories inside of me. but even if I wish I can just erase all of these memories I know I still can’t. My heart and my mind wanted you to have a part of me. But that doesn’t mean I stop my life and try to be part of yours.

So this is me saying, you were my greatest love, I had the best memories with you, memories I can’t seem to forget. Maybe someday, when our lives are less hectic, when we are both free, when we are both ready. Maybe we can still give this a chance. But right now, I am happy to know that you are happy. I will just be here. Sometimes reminiscing the love story that we had when we were younger, when life was a little bit easier. I’m forever grateful that you are and will always be a part of me...

[hamiltonimagines]

You’re Cute When You Blush

Pairing: Oak x Reader

Request: “Hi!! How are you?? I see your request are open and I was wondering if you could write something about Oak (I don't see much of him generally). In which the reader is very very shy he always flirts with her teasing her (without making her uncomfortable of course) because he likes when she blushes (?) Pretty please?” - @lunamadhatter99

Word Count: 1.1k

“Y/N, wait up!” I heard a familiar voice say behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Oak jogging to catch up with me. I stopped so that he could catch up. “Oh hey Oak, how are you?” I asked him.

I was in the hallway of a dance studio. I was in a new Broadway musical and for the next two weeks, we were learning all the dances. Oak was in musical too. I had seen him in Hamilton, and I was thrilled to get to work with him.

“I’m good, my love, how are you?” Oak asked me, flirtatiously. Oak and I had become good friends, but he was always teasing me and flirting with me. I felt my cheeks heat up, as they usually did. There was something about the little compliments he would give me, that just made me blush like a schoolgirl.

“I’m pretty good, I’m dreading rehearsal today. I didn’t get any sleep last night, my neighbors were screaming at each other all night” I told him, honestly. “Oh, I’m sorry. That really sucks, I guess it’s my job to cheer you up and make sure you have a good day” he said, smiling at me.

He opened the door to the studio and let me walk in front of him. We walked inside and Oak looked down at his phone. I saw that it was ringing. “I have to take this, I’ll see you in there” Oak told me, walking back out the door.

I sat down on the ground and changed into my shoes that I wore for rehearsal. Then I set my dance bag down and walked onto the floor to start my stretches. I sat down and extended my legs, and stretched by reaching for my toes.

I was still doing my stretches when Oak came and sat down next to me. “Hey I’m back, hope you didn’t miss me” he joked. “No, I finally got a few minutes of peace and quiet” I teased. “Oh okay, I see how it is. Well unlucky for you, you can’t get rid of me. You’re stuck being my friend forever” he said, chuckling.

“Oh darn, guess I’ll just have to go back in time, and avoid meeting you in the first place” I said, giggling. “Oh come on, think about how boring your life would be without me” he said. “Yeah I guess, my life would be quite dull” I said, and a smile appeared on his face.

“So who was calling you? You girlfriend or your mistress or your girlfriend’s mistress? Please let it be the last option, I am in desperate of entertainment” I asked, jokingly. “Well I hate to disappoint, but it was just my mom. And you shouldn’t be shocked, you know I’m single. She was just calling to make sure I was still coming over this weekend” he told me.

“Awww that’s sweet. Do you hang out with your mom a lot?” I asked him, as I continued to stretch. “Yeah, I try and make sure that I see her as often as possible. What about you?” He asked me.

“My parents don’t live in New York, so I don’t see them that often. But I’m always on FaceTime with them and I try to visit as much as I can” I told him. “Yeah, distance can really be a pain. Also, you really remind me of my mom, I don’t know why” he told me.

“Is that a good thing or?” I questioned. “Trust me, that’s a very good thing. You’re both caring and kind. You’re both funny. Also, neither of you know how to dance” he said, catching me off guard.

“Hey! Not nice” I said, frowning and lightly smacking his arm. He had the biggest grin on his face and his whole body was shaking as he laughed. “Your facial expression changed so fast, that was hilarious” he said, clutching his chest.

“I am a fantastic dancer, for your information” I told him, sassily. “If we’re being honest, you are an incredible dancer. I mean, it’d be weird if you ended up on Broadway and you were a horrible dancer. But, you’re really amazing Y/N” he told me. I could feel my cheeks heat up, yet again.

By now, the studio was full of all the dancers. We were all doing our stretches. “How? How?” I asked, as the girl who played the lead walked in the room. Her name was Danica, and she always looked perfect. It wasn’t like she was a villain or a queen bee type of person. She was one of the sweetest people I knew, she just always looked amazing.

“What?” Oak asked me. “It’s seven in the morning, and Danica looks amazing. Is she even real? The rest of us have bags under our eyes and messy hair. But no, she looks like she got the perfect amount of sleep and was woken up by birds singing” I said, befuddled. “I thought you liked Danica?” Oak asked me.

“I do and she’s super sweet. I’m just crabby, that’s all. It’s just super early” I told him. “Well for the record, you always look amazing Y/N. Even when you say you got no sleep, you always look like a princess” Oak said, sweetly.

Just then, the whole studio decided to become dead quiet. So, the whole entire studio heard Oak’s proclamation. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. It was like everyone’s stares were burning into my skin.

I quickly got up and ran out of the room. I didn’t run out crying, and I wasn’t even remotely upset. I just couldn’t take the stares.

I sat down on a bench in the hallway. I took a few deep breaths and tried to get rid of the burning sensation in my cheeks.

Then I saw Oak come running out of the studio room. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked, walking up to me.

“Yeah, I’m good. It’s just...they were all staring. And I could feel them all staring. I just couldn’t take it. I’m fine though, I just got a little flustered. I’m sorry that I’m always such a blushing mess” I confessed to him.

“Don’t be, you’re cute when you blush” he told me, sweetly. “Are you just teasing me again? Or you are you serious?” I asked him, unsure. “I’m one hundred percent serious. I really like you Y/N” He told me.

Oak leaned in and his lips were millimeters away. “But what about your girlfriend and her mistress?” I asked, giggling. “Shut up and let me kiss you” he said, smiling.

We both leaned in and connected our lips. It was just like I had always dreamed it would be.

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