#well check this shit out (starts bawling)

[inheirit]

it is without much ceremony or grace that olga marie approaches the one who she considers her closest friend. after being informed of crucial missing information from the one who always had rin doused in a gentle pink whenever they exchanged glances, she left in a hurry from the cafe. gone for only a handful of minutes, she had returned with a large shopping bag in hand, waiting until the mage was alone. after all, this was only for her and nobody else.

" Here." is all that is said as olga marie hands over the bag to the other. inside, rin would find a good sized mahogany box, engraved with carvings of flowers and vines along the edge. upon opening the box, she would find the velvet lined container filled with numerous jewels. all of the highest quality olga could find, ranging in size but still being small enough to carry on one's person, their colors vibrant against the muted tones of the box. " I remembered that you use jewels for your magecraft and given the limitations you still face, I decided to take matters into my own hands." they were just jewels, nothing truly special about them beyond being the finest within the city, and maybe it wasn't the greatest of gifts for one to receive on their birthday, but olga didn't mind too much. she was still learning, still growing, and still remembering and although birthdays themselves aren't something she has experienced….it was no excuse not to do anything for the ones she cared for.

"If you ever need more, don't hesitate to ask." here, she pauses, falling into something of an unsure silence. if rin looked closely, she might find a slight dusting of pink on her cheeks as she fidgets like she used to. " And….happy birthday."

⠀⠀⠀WHEN ⠀she first received the box, she spent a few moments just admiring the outside. Truthfully, the delicate carvings sort of reminded her of her old furniture back in Fuyuki; it was an unexpected dose of nostalgia on a day she generally kept as un-noteworthy as possible. Nothing at all could've prepared Rin for what she'd find when she actually opened it.

⠀⠀⠀At first, she just stared blankly. In the precious seconds it took to process what she was seeing, watching them glitter in the ambient café lighting as she gently tilted the box back and forth, she was subconsciously making some sputtering noises that weren't exactly flattering. Jewels — that word alone almost didn't feel appropriate. These were... indisputably, utterly perfect for gem magecraft. Compact enough to fit in any number of pockets or conceal in her palm; of high enough quality to pour plenty of her mana into, and build it up over a whole lifetime if she wanted ( though she doubted this island would give her the luxury before needing to use it ); some of them weren't even cut all that extensively, either, which was a further testament to their close proximity to the earth. Each one was easily worth more than her house. The competitive woman in her is flabbergasted, and a little irked, that Olga managed to procure all of these on such notice without scrounging or hunting for a merchant's error in pricing. A larger part of her was in dismay, knowing she could never pay Olga back for a gift like this; her gratitude alone was far too priceless.

⠀⠀⠀As she searches for something to say, anything to say, she notices something profound. To anyone else, it probably wouldn't be that notable beyond its cuteness. But to her, who subconsciously finds herself looking for a glimpse of something that isn't always easy to find... That small fidget, that gentle flushed complexion, is almost worth more than the box in her hand. Her reservations melt away in an instant, and contentment mingles with triumph in her own smile instead.

⠀⠀⠀❛ ⠀Thank you, Olga... from the bottom of my heart — I really mean that. You've thrown a pretty massive gauntlet at my feet, you know. Don't expect me to hold back the next time you have something to celebrate.⠀ ❜ ⠀

[chrissdollie]

Dad Bakugo x mom reader - I need more children in my life 😭✋🏾

def calls his kid "squirt" and "buddy"

in mY universe, he has a boy and a girl bc he needs the best of both worlds

CALLS YOU "MA" GOODNIGHT

we all know he wakes up really early, earlier than you even, so he's the one to check on the babies/kids every morning to see if they're ok :)

definitely keeps schedules of you and your kids days like exams, report cards, if they're going to a friend's house, etc

yk how most kids tend to be like "ewwww" whenever their parents kiss?? not ur kids nono. first of all, your son is the quieter one. not that he's not talkative, he just has a little bit of a hard time expressing himself. anyhow, his sister is very loud. but either way, they both think its sweet. your daughter even said something like "i hope my husband kisses me like that" once (when she was an older kid tho lol)

your son goes to talk to you a lot. he adores you so so much. but one day when he wanted to hang out with you, you weren't home. you were busy running errands while katsuki was at home watching tv. your son started crying and katsuki was like wtf?? eventually, your son grew accustomed to speaking to katsuki. as he got older, he actually talked to him more than you.

teaches your son how to be a man :,) katsuki knew he was bitchy in his younger years and he didn't want either of his kids to be like him. he taught them both manners and how to properly have a conversation.

little pitter patter of their feet ran into your guys' shared bedroom on christmas morning and began jumping your bed. katsuki groaned and rubbed his eyes aggressively. "it's christmas, mommy!" your little boy shouted. "wake up daddy!!" your daughter shouted in his ear. "alright alright you rugrats"

at your daughter's kindergarten graduation (idk if everyone had this but i did lmao), katsuki was tearing up and although he tried to hide it, he had to remain the strong one while comforting you while you bawled your eyes out.

p.s your daughter is the oldest

when she brought home her first boyfriend... ooo chile

i see a lot of people writing how katsuki would act up but tbh in his older years, i think he'd be a lot more mature. he'd greet the dude politely and treat him like he would any of her friends

btw lemme just say: your daughter is a mommy AND daddy's girl. she loves u both insanely

honestly while eating dinner with the boyfriend or something, katsuki would be very blunt and not pay too much mind to him LMAOO he'd be like "'tis is great, doll" as if you don't cook dinner every week and it's only when your daughter brings up how he wants to work at katsuki's angency, where he perks up

"oh shit, no kiddin'?" and you smack his arm lightly.

well this changes everything! he practically gave the kid his blessing. "welcome to the family son"

your son doesn't really care about them together, he just doesn't wanna see his big sis get hurt. lets say that your son is 15 and your daughter is 17. "so, bf/n. have you fucked her?"

you almost spit out your drink like a cartoon. your daughter is shook, katsuki's rage from UA is all coming back to him, and the boyf is scared for his life

you, katsuki, and your daughter have a little talk after dinner

"use condoms" kats stated. "i- WH- nono you can have sex next year." you corrected but ur daughter is like huh?? "wha why next year?" you scoff. "because you'll be a legal adult thats why." "no offense, momma, but that's really dumb. when did you and dad start having sex?" she folded her arms. katsuki shrugged. "like i said, use condoms."

you and your daughter gossip like crazy alr?? ur like the gilmore girls except you're married and didn't get pregnant at 16 (almost)

and this is nothing new to katsuki, he's heard u guys gossip trillions of times. but when he found out you guys talked abouy HIM TOO??

he busts into the room. your daughter squeals and runs behind you. "hi honeyy-" he shushes you, "you guys talkin' shit 'bout me?" "nope" you guys say in unison. "there's this other guy, uh.."

[averyfawkes]

Walking back to your house, in the middle of the night, after you got your heart broken, and wailing like a child is not what I had in mind when I set out for the night. I thought I was finally getting lucky, that it was the day for the bullied highschool gay kid to be loved and appreciated for being in my own skin, but no. Turns out, Patrick and his fellow football jocks made a bet on how quickly he can make me confess my love for him. Patrick asked me out on a date and my gullible ass was just over the moon that my highschool crush finally noticed me.

As I walked my sobbing mess of myself across the road, I looked up at the starry night sky and prayed. Prayed that someday, I won't be as stupid and naive as I am today. That somehow, I can change myself to be able to just say what I want in any situation I am in and be rid of all the overthinking and anxiety that I had in my head. I looked up to the stars and prayed for an out from being pathetic and simple-minded. I waited for a couple of seconds, expecting something, anything that can be considered as a response to my plea, but nothing happened. I laugh as I continue bawling my eyes out. That was the last thing I remember before I felt something struck my head and passed out.

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As I came to, I was greeted by a panicking nurse. She immediately ran out of the room as I looked around and found myself stuck in a hospital with multiple cables and hoses stuck into my body. I tried to move but I feel so weak to even lift a finger. All I can feel is this weird rumbling feeling in my stomach and the familiar sensation of a morning wood. I let out a sigh as close my eyes and try to remember what happened that led me in this hospital bed. My name is Avery, 15 years old, gay, and I was punked by a couple of football jocks. I want to cry again from remembering but I'm just too tired and my stomach is rumbling like crazy.

After a few minutes, a doctor and the nurse come into my room and proceed to check on how I feel at the moment. The nurse starts removing the life support connected to me and it feels like shit. I always wonder what deep throating feels like but not like this. As soon as she's done yanking out all the cables and tubes from my body, she hurriedly left my room, leaving the doctor standing beside me. I look up to him and he's quite handsome.

"So, Avery, again I'm Dr. Hernandez. Just to clear you out on some details, I am required to inform you about some news so I suggest you brace yourself for this." He says with a serious tone. "Can you tell me what year it is?"

"It's 2013, I'm a sophomore in Milton High." I sit up on my bed as I try to brace myself for news despite the intense rumbling in my stomach.

"Unfortunately, you were found unconscious on the road one morning and that was ten years ago. You've been asleep ever since." Dr. Hernandez explains to me as slowly as he can.

"10 years huh?" I ask as I feel my stomach rumble even more.

"Yes, Avery. I know it's a lot to take in. I already contacted your sister to pick you up. I suggest that you take this moment to rest so that we can run another check up on you this afternoon to see if we can let you go." He says as he checks his chart.

"My sister? Where's my mom? I want to talk to my mom!" I replied to Dr. Hernandez as my voice shakes.

"Your sister is your listed emergency contact here but I can try to ask for your mother as well. You should calm down and take it easy. Your body's still weak and you will need an intense rehabilitation in order to recover your strength."

"Calm down? Are you seriously telling me to calm down? 10 years! That's an awful lot of years!! Don't tell me to c-" I exclaim at Dr. Hernandez before I projectile-vomit right into his face.

I feel so embarrassed. Dr. Martinez is now covered with my greenish yellow puke. Before I could even open my mouth to apologize, I felt something throb in my head and everything started shaking. I can see Dr. Martinez in front of me and then suddenly I can see myself shaking on the bed. And then it stopped. I look up to see Dr. Martinez standing in front of me with his eyes white while his mouth is wide open. Slowly, his eyes return to normal as his mouth closes. No traces of my puke all over him.

"Look, Avery, I can never know how you feel right now but all I can say as your doctor is that you need to rest. Your body is extremely fragile after being in a coma for 10 years. It was a miracle that you even recovered and I strongly advise that you see how wonderful that is." Dr. Martinez says before he tidy up his scrub before he walks out of the room like nothing happened.

I was left alone in my room, confused and utterly speechless. What the hell was that? Am I seeing things now? Am I losing my mind? But the rumbling in my stomach is now gone, and so is my boner. But I guess hearing that you've been in a coma for 10 years can really spoil your mood, huh? I let out a sigh and gently lay down on my bed. Everything hurts just by moving around so I guess I should really rest for now. I just hope that Agnes will be here soon with Mom.

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Have you ever felt like you've been aware of what's happening around while you're asleep? As if you know you're in a lucid dream but everything just seems so realistic that you think it's not a dream at all? Well, you get the gist of it. I'm not sure how to describe it myself but that's the best way I can describe what's happening right.

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"Doc, how did he take it?" Pam asks me as she tries to show off her ass for me.

"As you expected, of course. It's really a miracle that he even woke up. To be honest, I just had a meeting with his family 2 weeks ago about pulling his plug. Mrs. Fawkes wasn't able to pay for the bill last month and I gave them options. I guess Avery is just a fighter, you know?" I answer to Pam while she's definitely batting her lashes at me the whole time.

"Yeah, it should feel so good that one of your patients is better now. Why don't you celebrate that with me in the snug room?" Pam replies as she glided her hand along my hairy arm.

"You're just looking for an excuse now, Pam." I sarcastically say, as I feel my dick getting hard from this exchange.

What the fuck? I'm gay!

I suddenly feel like something inside me just stopped. My dick slowly softens and my body calms down.

"What's the matter, Nick? It'll be quick. I won't tell your wife." Pam whispers as she tiptoes to whisper into my ear.

Fuck! This bitch is horny! I have to get away from her right now.

"Yeah, I have to say no, Pam. Maybe next time." I found myself saying to Pam as I walk away from her, leaving her confused.

I feel tightness in my chest as I go inside a vacant room. I go inside the bathroom and look at the mirror. I open the faucet and wash my face with water to calm my nerves.

"What the hell is wrong with me today? Pam is in the mood and I walked away?" I say to myself as I slam my hand on the sink. I haven't been laid for a week and now that Pam was offering, I walked away? What was I thinking?

I am seeing through his eyes and hearing through his ears. I never noticed how handsome this doctor was before. He's rugged look is kinda turning me on.

"Fuck, I look so hot right now. I bet Pam really wants to ride my dick right now." I realize as I try to say my thoughts using my deep sultry voice.

Forget about her. Women are gross. Men are better. Look at me. I'm a fucking hunk!

I have this sudden urge to evaluate myself. Am I still hot? Am I still attractive? I take off my scrub and polo as I look at my naked torso in the mirror.

"Fuck yeah, I still look hot. Must be why Pam is getting flirty earlier."

Forget about her. Forget about women. You are not horny for her or any women, you are horny for men. Men like you. You look so hot right now. There are other men who look as hot as you. That's what you want. That's what makes your dick hard.

I can feel my dick getting hard as I continue to stare at my reflection. I feel so hungry with lust and my body starts heating up.

That's right, Nick. You're fucking hot. Your cock is so hard right now. You want to look for another hot man like you. You want to plunge your rock hard cock in his ass and fuck him until you had your fill. You need a tough man who can handle all your energy and vigor.

I thought of potential candidates among my colleagues in the hospital. Maybe Paul from the ICU, he has tight abs. Or Jake from Emergency, rumor says he is flexible in bed. What about Sander Huston, the optometrist? Nick always envies how big Sander's bubble butt is. I feel my hand groping my dick through my pants as I let out a gutteral moan. I can't wait to fuck some ass. I need to fuck right now.

Suddenly, my head cleared up. I lost my train of thought for a moment before I realized what I was doing. My face turns red as I immediately put back my clothes and pretend that I didn't just think about fucking my friends in the ass earlier.

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I open my eyes to see Agnes and my mom arguing with each other before they notice that I'm awake. I give them a smile before they both start crying and hugging me. I feel so relieved that they're here now but I can't help but feel sad as I stare at their faces and notice that they're much older than what I remembered. Both of them are so happy to know that I woke up and started telling each other the things that I might need here while I go through the rehabilitation. I just let them do all the planning since I'm far too tired to argue anyway. I want to sleep again in order to have that wonderful dream again.

[ppnuggiex]

Howdy! I saw requests were open, but if not then please do ignore this one!

It's kinda crack? But mostly angst to comfort, essentially something goes wrong in reader's alchemy class and they get hit by an extremely strong spell that makes it seem as if they're dead, but really they're just in a super deep sleep. So once the spell wears off, they wake up right in the middle of their own funeral cuz everyone thought they were dead. Gender neutral pronouns for the reader with riddle, kalim, malleus and floyd as the love interests! In headcanon format as well pretty please!

　　　　　　TWST x gn reader

　　　　『　riddle ,, kalim ,, malleus ,, floyd ,, gender neutral reader    』

　　-> reader gets hit w/ heavy deep sleep spell n characters think theyre dead

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, a bit of angst

　　— this ended up being a little more on the humorous side 😭

- kalim

| • hes so distraught ,, hands on his head as he freaks out and shakes you violently . jamil finds out and facepalms . mr crewel told him nothing was wrong ,, to just give you time but kalim couldnt .

| • he swore you had died ,, and because of that he done held a big fancy funeral . he done invited all the dorms and everything .

| • you woke up when he was in the middle of talking about how you were such a nice and loving partner ,, how he wished you didnt have to die this soon .

| • get this man a tissue bc he starts bawling when you whip that coffin open .

- riddle

| • hes a bit more calmer than kalim in this situation ,, taking care of you whilst you sleep . but he always felt like something was off .

| • that was until one day he went to check up on you ,, your skin was oddly cold and he couldnt feel your breathe or see your chest move when you did breathe .

| • he may or may not have panicked at that point ,, checking your pulse and not feeling anything .

| • riddle thought the spell done killed you then ,, after all you didnt have any sort of resistance to magic so it was a possibility .

| • cue him tending your funeral and trying his best not to start crying in front of all those people .

| • you were his partner ,, his life and joy and now youre gone . or so he thought until you threw that coffin door open and smacked the person speaking right in the face .

| • and standing up in the coffin and falling face first out .

- malleus

| • bro acted the same as kalim . he did not stop to think about checking your pulse or anything . his immediate reaction was that you died . and all the sudden it started to rain very hard .

| • he starts acting like a child who lost his mom ,, panicking and shaking your body as much as he could .

| • then he pulls out some shakespeare typa shit ,, going on about how woe is me ,, my beloved hath died ,, taking from his grip as your soul was dragged away from him .

| • he has a small funeral for you ,, ready to speak for you when a miracle happens .

| • you awaken !! malleus is so shocked he gets a little teary eyed ,, running over and making sure youre okay before getting all baby girl .

| • in the end you walk out carrying him bridal style whilst sebek is fretting over his image .

- floyd

| • he thought this was one of those pranks people do to their pets . where you record yourself pretending to be dead to see what your cat does or something .

| • so he kinda ,, kicked you a few times and is all like ,, wake up shrimpy this isnt funny .

| • then jade has to break the news of the possibility you mightve been struck too harshly by the potion and maybe youre just ,, yknow ,, passed on .

| • floyd refuses to believe it ,, you couldnt have left him . you wouldnt do that to him . you wouldnt abandon him like that .

| • as much as he hates to admit it ,, he definitely cried a bit that night . he shows up for the funeral ,, still in disbelief youre dead .

| • but boooyy is he whipped when you ended up being asleep . he doesnt care who’s there ,, he runs over and rips you out that coffin so fast .

| • blames you for worrying and leaving him ,, and makes you promise not to do something like that again .

[bluedogxl]

holy fucking shit i just got done with doctor4t’s latest content smp video. now i thought i’d never get invested enough in any sort of minecraft smp to feel the need to post about it but my god. i get it. i sat down to a 3-and-a-half hour minecraft smp slash modmaking video and it handed me my ass and a box of tissues.

(uhh. spoilers under the cut. also a lot of rambling i just have a lot to say about silly block game guy #8247247)

r4t usually being casual and jokey about the lore and story of the server is kind of what made him fun to watch, to me? like it’s obvious he cares about it, but he’s just detached enough to make him, well… approachable? i guess, as a casual viewer. a good on-ramp. i mean, his grudge with arathain (the thing tying him to basically everything in the story) started over netherite spawn rates of all things. it never felt too dense. and it’s fun to see him scheme over his revenge plots and code mods to facilitate them, but it was obvious it was all a game to him. he has fun with the lore (see the anchorblade video) but it feels like an excuse to make cool mods and play some good minecraft.

at the end of this one? holy fucking shit. i was actually about to start crying in empathy.

r4t lost basically his best friend. she sacrificed her life to save his, the same way he sold his soul to save her, and she’s gone. her anchorblade, too, easily the most significant symbol of their friendship and the tool that she used to save him, was taken or erased by a glitch or something, and the whole time he’s processing it and snapping at arathain (who’s here again? somehow?) and dragging her skull back to the cabin and building her grave and mourning her, he just… felt like he stopped doing a bit and became fully immersed in his world. the way he says how he didn’t really take the other deaths seriously, and then calls himself a monster? killed me. pronounced me goddamn stone dead. this man has acting chops. this man, for a whole like ten minutes, truly had me mourning someone who was banned from a minecraft server like she was actually six feet in the ground.

and just. the way it’s put together. so beautiful. the man’s a master of editing. i kept noticing throughout the whole thing that the portal transitions were getting so smooth. and i mean, it’s nothing super flashy or anything. it’s just… good, and solid.

to be honest, i think the video’s length helped sell it all for me. time and time again, dramatic turn after dramatic turn, we see these low points, and yeah they suck, but then you check the bar and there’s still like an hour left and you go ‘aw man i wonder how they’re gonna get out of this one!’ and then you get to lux dying, and you see r4t build her grave and bawl his eyes out and you check the bar and there’s minutes. this is the end of the book. this is the note we’re leaving off on. like, there’s still more to do. blake’s out there still, arathain’s back(?), asai is apparently in on this (i just remembered r4t offhandedly mentioning asai being on with winsweep what the fuuuuckkkkk), and so on and so forth. but that’s for next time. today’s chapter is over. get out of the theater. for some reason that just made it all hit harder.

god at the end of the day i just love this insane goddamn soap opera of a minecraft server. how did this happen to me i just wanted to see funny maid rat guy make silly mods to blow up his friends

[n0nexist4nt]

This is just me writing out a bit of the Teleported!Billy x Reader headcanons, go check that out first if you want to.

Teleported!Billy x Gn!Reader ONESHOT

Yummy hurt/comfort shit. One of my favorite things to write aside from fluff and angst.

Cw: Sad Billy, derealization. Btw you live in a city in this.

The thunder outside boomed as lightning flashed through your large apartment window. You sigh as you lean into your couch, eyes closed. Work today was exhausting, the drive back was exhausting, life in general was exhausting. At least your couch was comfortable.

Life was chaotic right now. Well, it was calmer than it was months ago. It’s almost been a year since you had found Billy on the streets of your city. He was doing better since then. Sure, little moments happened here and there and— What was that?

You open your eyes, snapping back to reality. Sure enough, you heard some tiny sounds coming from what was previously the guest room of your apartment. What was the room now? Billy’s room, what else would it be.

You stand up with a sigh and walk up to the door, hearing small sniffles and sobs through it. You frown as you knock on the door, “Billy? You alright in there?”

It was silent for a second before there was a miserable sounding, “..Yeaaaaaah…” How convincing. You lean against the doorframe, frowning, “What’s wrong? You sound fucking miserable.”

Silence. Other than Billy’s small sobs- You waited a bit before sighing, “Can I come in?” There were some shuffling sounds, and then some footsteps, and then a click as the doorknob’s lock was twisted. “Come in..”

You push open the door and step inside, frowning at the robot’s tear-covered face. You reach a hand up and cup his cheek, wiping away a few tears, “Is it one of those moments?” He nodded slightly, not wanting to accidentally bump your hand away.

Your hand was removed anyways as you walked over to his bed, sitting on it. You pat the spot next to you, “C’mere…” Billy walked over and plopped himself next to you, slumping into you as he sniffled. Really, he was only making sniffling sounds- But shh.

You wrapped an arm around him and rubbed his side a bit. He shuffled closer, trying to find a spot to bury his face so you wouldn’t see him crying. To him, it was embarrassing. He was either strong and reliable or dorky as hell, he wasn’t supposed to be sad like this. You understood that, but of course reminded him that it’s normal to feel emotion-

You laid down with him, his face burying into your chest as he started sobbing again. “I miss them,” You heard him sob, “A lot.” You held him close, eyes closing as you let him bawl into your shirt.

Your fingers were soon running through his hair, your other hand rubbing his back. He seemed to like it, his body a tad less tense. He sniffled a bit more, “..This is actually real, right-? I.. still get those weird feelings that I don’t actually exist.” You nod and ruffle his hair a tad, “Mhm. You’re actually here with me. You exist. I exist.”

Billy seemed to calm a bit, his sobs ceasing over time and his body loosening up more. You pressed a small kiss to the top of his head, “You okay now?” His faceplate shifted on your chest, you knew that because you felt it. Billy gave a quick nod, moving so he was practically laying on top of you.

You grunted a small bit from all of the sudden weight, patting his back with a small chuckle, “You’re goofy. I love you-“ He lifted his face up a bit, looking a lot happier. “Heheh, I love you too. You’re comfy.”

“..You want to watch Starlight Knight now? I told you we could watch some on your phone sometime this week.” You smile as you watch his eyes light up, “HELL YEAH!”

Insert really happy ending here

I’m not proofreading this shit

[omgwhatchloe]

rdr2 characters as year 7s FOR MY BRITISH BROS also i WILL be working on my askbox asap when i get motivation

john

-skips lessons whenever hes lost (I DID THIS IN YEAR 7😭)

-everyone knows him because of arthur

-plays football and yells at the quiet kids instead of getting food

-hosea found this out and was fuming (now makes him a packlunch and forces arthur who is in year 11 to check if hes eaten it at break)

-texts dutch to pick him up early (he never does)

-tried to act like a badman until his english teacher rung home (he cried on the bus home)

-arthur helped him with his supplies so he didnt get bullied

-tells people arthur will beat them up (he wont)

-“i taught your brother!!”

-has all his lessons with kieran and makes them all miserable for him

sean

-him and lenny are ultimate duo from primary school

-gets angry phone calls from darragh after buying his entire friendgroup paninis

-throws his radnor fizz down the stairs

-gets adopted by year 10s because of his accent

-iso at least once a week

-him and lenny insist on sitting at the back of the bus to the point the year 11s dont even fight it anymore

-diabolical concoctions in food tech when he actually remembers his stuff

-considered popular

-misses the bus to school and just sneaks back into bed only to scare darragh an hour later when the school asks where he is and he replies “HE ISNT AT SCHOOL???”

-only hits other peoples vapes

-has a football tiktok account

-most negatives/detentions in year 7

lenny

-teachers hate the fact hes friends with sean, they think seans a bad influence

-they dont realise lenny just has the same amount of evil in him

-absolutely refuses to vape

-brought a nike backpack to seem cool but cant fit all his stuff in there

-starts fights in the canteen queue

-surprising amount of teachers like him

-regularly misses the bus too school but isnt allowed to just go back to bed, either gets driven or has to walk

-always get crushed on his way to lesson

-always makes sean late because he begs him to walk him to lesson

kieran

-gets lost almost everyday and freaks out

-giant backpack so he can bring every bit of stationary on earth (ppl steal pencils from him)

-hides in his english teachers room at break because john wants to beat him up

-missed the bus home because he fell over and absolutely bawled

-he thought his parents would be mad but they were actually shitting themselves (it took him FOURTY MINUTES to tell a teacher he’d missed the bus and asked them to call his parents because he had no data)

-refuses to queue for food at lunch so takes a packup instead

-he moved from the opposite high school everyone hated (he was in that school for a day) so they all hate him too

-also hate him because hes an easy target

-runs to lesson

mary beth

-runs the year 7 school tiktok account and ships people

-had a meltdown in the school bathrooms after shipping her science and english teachers (both males) because they were launching a “full investigation”

-they never found out it was her

-used a tiktok slideshow to decide what to bring to school

-was doing super well popularity wise until she went in the library one break…

-also runs to lesson

-year 11s call her cute and laugh about how small

-reads on the bus but no one bullies her because karen sits next to her

karen

-mary beths og primary school friend no matter how different they are in high school

-follows tutorials on how to skip lesson and always gets caught

-drowns the classroom in her body spray

-genuinely looks like a chav because she doesnt know makeup

-proudly beefs year 8s and wins

-lies abt her age on snap

-denies the fact shes lost and comes to almost all her lessons late

-vapes on the bus and physically fights with sean

-both of them end up getting kicked off and continue to fight

-hated by everyone on the bus because shes yelling at 8am

javier

-walks to lesson with john and gets them both lost

-coats his hair in gel every single day

-makes tiktoks on the bus until his phone dies

-spent extreme time and effort planning how he was going to look at school

-the teachers think hes funny at first but he actually is infuriating

-will probably pick music as a gcse

-john accidentally smashed his chromebook

-has all the gaming websites

-got iso for calling john a slur

micah

-immediately expelled for a hatecrime in the first week and was never heard from again

[mimicrygrievous]

Found Family Fanfic Idea Thing

I got into the utmv and epic the musical around the exact same time so every time I listen to a song from epic the musical I have to turn it into a utmv animatic of some sort in my head and “I’m Not Sorry For Loving You” has turned into Dream being stuck on the island because the lines “I’ve spent my whole life here, was cast away when I was young, alone for a hundred years, I had no friends but the sky and sun” specifically just make me think dreamtale twins and now I’ve got a found family fanfic idea floating around in my head where Nightmare winds up on the island somehow and they bond and they start to think of each other as brothers but Nightmare also has his preexisting boys/brothers/gang to get back to and so Nightmare spends the entire time on the island bonding with Dream and thinking about his boys and telling Dream stories about his boys and saying shit like “they’ll love you” “you’re their brother now too, they just don’t know it yet” but eventually Nightmare has to fucking get back to them, and once he figures out how to leave, they spend one “last” really fucking sad moment on the beach where Dream is bawling his sockets out and Nightmare is swearing up and fucking down like “I’ll figure this out, I’ll get my boys, we’ll come up with a foolproof plan, and then we’ll bust you the fuck out” and Dream knows he means it, but doesn’t think it’ll ever work, so he’s sobbing and trying to beg Nightmare to stay even though he knows it won’t work and he’d feel terrible taking the gang’s brother from them awayway and blah blah blah sad sad sad brothers brothers brothers Nightmare fucking leaves and Dream is in emotional agony

Fast forward however fucking long it takes for Nightmare to become organized and figure out whatever the fucks going on with the myths and telling his boys about their new brother Dream, Dream has gotten used to being all a-fucking-lone again and is numb and without hope and something fucking crash lands on his island????? The beach has exploded????? Huh????? And so he goes and checks it out just to be tackled to ground by skeletons he doesn’t know (well, he sorta knows them, from Nightmare’s stories and all) and he’s just having a happy “OMG MORE BROTHERS” breakdown while Nightmare fucking ingrains the sight into his memory and most definitely is not crying or whatever the fuck

[calmlb]

have some silly skk wedding hcs bc. idk i just wanted to yell w someone abt them

chuuya cries in sporadic bursts the day of but taken altogether it's like 3 hrs of hysterical sobbing

dazai doesn't cry at all because he slips into like a shocked fugue state the second he sees chuuya but he DOES bawl like a baby the next morning

nobody who attended remembers past like hour 4 of the wedding and six months later they're still uncovering some of the wild shit they did during the afterparty. this is because the wedding staff accidentally became part of the celebration and the photographer, who was supposed to record the whole thing, ended up sleeping with one of the cast. it was kunikida.

just to be obnoxious ranpo proposes to poe and chuuya has to be held back by a crying w laughter dazai from Physically Attacking Him

dazai insists on having a bouquet to throw, which he purposefully angles for akutagawa to catch. atsushi faints, lucy's face progresses from angry -> considering in real time (they r a throuple real)

chuuya picks his best man/maid of honor fairly easily (hirotsu and kouyou duh) but dazai basically told the ada to figure it out amongst themselves and come back to him with their decisions (he's lazy/genuinely didn't know who to pick and wanted to outsource) and there was Actual Violence

lots of drama over whether or not to invite mori and verlaine. turns out to be a nonissue bc all verlaine does is cry in a corner about a) rimbaud and b) holy shit my little brother is getting married and after hour 6 mori and fukuzawa disappear from the event (neither they nor anyone else remembers this. very lucky)

ango receives an invitation with no context and has like 3 mental breakdowns about what this means for his and dazai's relationship

7 hours in (it was a long party) kenji's cow somehow shows up (he swears up and down it wasn't him, everyone's very confused the next morning)

it was a sunset wedding, dazai wore white and chuuya wore blue

adam and shirase and some other members of the sheep are there. adam makes fast friends with kyouka, meanwhile the former sheep are very narrowly spared dazai's wrath, mostly bc he keeps forgetting they're even there. it's a big wedding

tachihara tried to drunkenly breakdance, gin laughed so hard she thought she got heart palpitations and was afraid for her life. she went to look for mori and walked in on him and fukuzawa. none of them remember this but now gin feels a vague sense of horror every time she looks at her boss and she's not really sure why

yosano tries rizzing kouyou up and fails by any normal metric (yosano: please please please please please please please please please please) but kouyou is Tipsy and Charmed

dazai does indeed burn the marriage certificate (TRY RETURNING ME WITHOUT A RECEIPT, CHIBI!!). chuuya is so in love he starts crying again

higuchi and tanizaki had philosophical discussions about life on the rooftop and accidentally solved the secrets of the universe. they do not remember this

kunikida returns from his steamy rendezvous with the photographer and immediately sets his sights on ango. drunk kunikida knows what he wants (twinkish men) and when he wants them (now). there is a reason one of the most important ideals in his notebook is to Not Drink

the guild is there and are generally having a good time until fitzgerald sees tsujimura (only there as ango's plus-one, got abandoned bc of drunk kunikida's machinations) and calls her a blue-haired liberal, and hey, what's a party without a brawl in the middle of the dance floor

between the guild and the wedding staff half the people at the party weren't even invited. which is why the doa and hunting dogs are also there

kenji, kyouka, q, elise, and aya are having a Kids' Party in a separate room with adam as an extremely enthusiastic babysitter (well, more like occasional check-in-er, he's swinging back and forth between the parties). tecchou joins them after a while and has a great time, as all except aya are extremely fascinated by his unholy food combinations

bram and lovecraft kickstart their enemies-to-lovers arc the second they set eyes on each other

fyodor, dazai, kajii, and nikolai start up a game of Knife Monopoly, to everyone's surprise the extremely determined caterer sweeps them all. sigma is smitten at once and immediately starts to flirt with her (the caterer is a milf who is seduced by sigma's transgender rizz, sigma will eventually have an entire 'convincing the stepkids' family movie arc)

teruko FUCKS IT UP on the dance floor, haruno is so impressed she immediately falls into her first disastrous sapphic crush

hirotsu and natsume mutually agree to restart their homoerotic situationship without ever even actually saying two words to each other, someone has to take skk's place now that they've more or less gotten their shit together

katai wasn't there physically but was supervising through security cameras. he's the only one who will ever know everything that happened that night and deleted the footage due to trauma :( sorry katai

tsujimura and mushitarou bond over how desperately they Do Not Want To Be There

skk Try to have a romantic wedding night(/morning, given how long the afterparty stretched) but they are both too drunk, chuuya trips and falls flat on his face and dazai laughs so hard he throws up

omg i started yapping and then i just didn't stop. i didn't even know i had this many thoughts in my head. i am sending this before i can regret it feel free to delete if u want to

anon. THESE ARE SO GOOD OMG???? i could literally visualize a whole fic just by reading these hcs

adding my comments under the cut so it doesn’t get too long 🫣

ok first of all… the skk crying hcs??? CANON OMG im so obsessed

Ranpo turning skk’s wedding into his engagement party is so true of him. he absolutely would

Dazai totally would insist on a bouquet to toss, & him throwing it at to Akutagawa is so funny 😭

SOMEONE SAVE ANGO PLS-

KENJI’S COW IM SOBBING it reminds me of that wan episode where Atsushi asks Dazai what Yosano needed & he was like “… a cow!” boba eyes & everything

i had never thought of Adam & Kyouka being buddies but my life is changed now tysm for this revelation

NOT GIN BEING SCARRED BY ZENKU SKK 💀 someone get my girl outta there

ok but tipsy + charmed Kouyou is a vision

Chuuya tells Dazai that burning the marriage certificate means they’re not married anymore & that’s when Dazai finally breaks down into tears

ok Higuchi & Tanizaki is another duo i never considered and i LOVE IT???

KUNIANGO SO TRUE

TSUJIMURA A BLUE HAIRED LIBERAL I AM SCREAMING

omg i love the kids party & skk are both good with kids so they definitely would make sure the kids are taken care of 🥹 Adam would be such a good babysitter, and Tetchou too??? omg giving me fic ideas with this one

super invested in this caterer x Sigma arc tbh

ykw i was thinking abt bsd rarepairs the other day & couldn’t figure out who to ship Teruko or Haruno with… should’ve thought of this honestly

SOMEONE SAVE KATAI TOO OMG THAT POOR MAN-

now that you mention it… i actually love the idea of Tsujimura & Mushitaro but i think it’s mostly bc her hair matches his suit PFFT

skk’s ideal honeymoon = SLEEP 😫

i’m so glad you didn’t stop yapping non, this was so wonderful tysm i feel blessed 🥹🩷 please feel free to yell abt hcs or say hi anytime!! 🫶🏻💕💕

[harlowtales]

Jack gets carried away shopping for baby clothes 👶🏼🤰🏽

18+ only - Adult Themes

“1,2,3….and open your eyes!” Jack said. He was standing behind you with his hands on your eyes.

You didn’t know what to say at first. You were stunned.

“Babe?” Jack said concerned you didn’t like it.

You turned to bury your face in his stomach and just started bawling.

“Ah it’s ok baby. You’re just emotional, but you like it?” Jack asked.

“Yes of course!! It’s beautiful. Our baby girl is so lucky. I’m so lucky to have you.” You gushed wiping your tears.

You were holding pups who barked in approval.

Jack, his friends and brother had built a playroom/nursery for the baby from scratch. Jack’s dad being in construction led the project. Jack wanted to do something personal for his daughter coming soon. The top decorator in the South was flown in and put the finishing touches on everything. The room was so off limits you stayed with Jack’s family until it was done.

“So this was worth not being allowed in my house!” You said playfully hitting him.

“Cuz you can’t not look baby. I had to do something.” Jack said happily.

“Well now you know what we need to do?” You asked your husband rubbing your belly.

“Anything you want babe.” Jack said

“We need to shop for baby clothes.” You said, not really sure he’d want to come with you.

“Oh fuck yeah let’s go right now.” Jack said enthusiastically.

“Really? Now?” You said in surprise. Jack hated the mall.

“Babe now cuz I gotta hit the studio in a bit and I want to be in on this. I want in on absolutely everything to do with this.” Jack said “Let’s head to Target now.”

“OMG babe look.” Jack said “Cutest little jumper it’s a must have.” He said putting it in the cart immediately.

You couldn’t believe this was the same man who refused to stay in any store for more than 15mins before sighing, checking his phone constantly, and begging to go somewhere else while you browsed.

“And look this matches the jumper perfectly. Our little princess has to have the best fits on the playground.” Jack said determined.

“Hunny chill out a bit. The cart is half full already and I’m sure we’ll get designer clothes as gifts.” You cautioned.

“Um yeah but who can deny this jean skirt?” Jack said putting yet another item in the cart.

“Ok sir that’ll be $8,556.22 cents” The cashier said with a straight face not recognizing Jack at all.

“Oh my god.” You said under your breath. For a quick run to Target for some outfits in case the baby showed up tomorrow this was insane. Jack picked out some toys for the playroom, stuff for bath time, accessories, shoes, jewelry, purses and backpacks, a mini car when you lived in a condo, and another stroller he liked better because she’s “gonna have to flex on all those mofos at play group.” You just watched him go nuts and stayed silent, smiling and nodding approval for whatever next thing he was sure was needed as soon as she arrived.

“Do you need carry out sir?” The cashier said dryly

“All this can’t fit in the jeep baby.” You said to your husband. “We’ll have delivery.” You said

“Jackman.” You said sweetly to him placing a caring hand on his thigh in the jeep. “We have to talk about spending on this child.”

“I’m rich as shit and we don’t spend a lot on us. What am I working for?” He said annoyed. You were a major buzz kill.

“Ok sorry babe just added up quickly is all.” You said gently. This whole process Jack had been pretty calm. At times you felt he didn’t care much but he was tired trying to wrap up projects for when the baby came. “Probably just nerves” You thought.

“K so is my little princess hungry?” Jack said to your tummy. It was clear you were coming in second to “the princess” already.

“Yes WE want fried chicken and ice cream.” You said rubbing your belly tiredly. “Jack had worn you out in the store. Now you know how he felt going shopping with you.

@itsyagirljaz @ride4harlow @okaaay-mice

[prettypinkporkchop]

Can you do Embry X reader where it's father's day and all the imprints find out they're pregnant together so they make matching tie-dye pyjamas and onesies for father's day that says see you soon dad and they make some for the other pack members too that says see you soon uncles so they wrap them up in wrapping paper with a pack of cookies in each bag and the pregnancy tests for the fathers to be and all the imprints tell the pack together and the wolves are so happy and they decide to wear their pyjamas and watch a movie and it's just an amazing day with laughter and everyone's happy

You finish stuffing the bag for Embry. "Okay, boy names?" Emily asks you. "God, I'm not sure yet. I have a few I like, but Embry is picky." You giggle.

You lean back on the couch in Emily's house. "I can't believe this is happening." Kim rubs her stomach. "Trust me. I know. I'm terrified." You respond. Rachel appears in a panic. "Paul just texted me! They're heading back from lunch." You guys get up and place the bags in sections.

The blue bags are for Sam, red for Paul, green for Embry, and purple for Jared. You grab your phone and check life360 (yuh), and they are literally pulling in. "Shit." You mutter. "Don't worry!" Emily rubs your back.

They all walk in and look confused. "What is happening?" Jared asks nervously. "Sam, these are for you." Emily gestures to the blue bags. "Embry, green." You smile. Sam and Embry hesitate but step to their bags. "Don't open them yet!" Emily laughs as Sam tries to pull out the stuffing. Paul and Jared get to theirs, and we all look at each other.

"Okay, you can open them. START WITH THE BIGGEST BAG!" Emily orders. They ruffle through them.

You keep your eyes on Embry. He lifts the onesie with 'see you soon dad'. He blinks rapidly and places it down. He reaches back in and feels the pregnancy test. He looks at you and takes it out of the bag. He looks at the pink stick. Once the shock leaves, he smiles and comes running up to you. He lifts you up, spinning you around. "Oh my God. My baby!" He gushes. He sets you down and grabs your face, kissing you softly. You kiss him back and hold onto his wrists. "I'm so happy." He chokes out, almost in tears. You can't help but cry. "I love you, my boy." You sniffle. You pull away and notice all of the guys holding onto their imprints as well. Jared is bawling his eyes out!

"Guys! Open the other bags!" Emily sniffles while wiping her nose. They do as told and laugh at the different color cookies.

'From baby uley'

'From baby Cameron'

'From baby Lahote'

'From baby Call'

Everyone on of them had four cookies. "This is fucking amazing." Embry laughs. "Embry, your child is going to be so bad." Paul pokes. Embry shoves him. "Yours will be so 'hey mamas' and 'are you lost babygirl' coded!" Embry argues. "Mine will be hotter."

"Dawg, have you seen my wife?!" Embry gestures to you.

"Guys, shut up! We have plans for tonight!" Rachel shouts. You girls walk into the living room as the guys follow along. There are pillows and blankets spread all around the couches and floor. Even a random blowup mattress. There are snacks literally everywhere! The movie is waiting to be played on the TV.

Embry's hands grab your hips from behind. "Pick a spot, baby." He says in your ear. You decided on the air mattress next to Jared and Kim. Embry reaches for a blanket, but Jared grabs the same one. "Paws off!" Jared barks. "Aye! That's my favorite one!" Embry pulls on it. "Yeah, well Emily said I can have it." Jared leans intimidatingly. "She sewed this for me, ugly!" Embry laughs. Jared pounces on him, and they wrestle for a blanket. "Are we sure about them being dad's?" Kim asks you. "Honestly, they will be good." You giggle. "Damn it! Off! Get off of each other!" Sam yells. All of you girls burst into laughter. You turn to see Paul already stuffing his face with cookies and then look up at you four. "What?" He asks innocently, making you laugh even harder.

[ramshackle-divine-infection]

PART 3: An Eye for An Eye

((super long chapter; slight blood tw))

A panicked Franzwick stood over a blood puddle. Whatever that thing was, it had run off in pain. He clutched his golden sewing scissors tighter, ready to strike again if that… thing returned. He wiped the blood off his weapon and examined what he had stabbed out; a single eye, which was dark green. It would be pretty, despite the fact it was covered in blood. Franzwick shrugged and picked up the eye to examine it.

His ears perked up as he heard running. He quickly got into a fighting stance, scissors held out in front of him. Vinnie came running up to him; she had volunteered to check out where that scream had come from

“The hell was that scream?” She asked.

Franzwick huffed and lowered his scissors. “It wasn’t me if that’s what you’re getting at.”

“Well, then the hell was it?!”

“It was from… whatever this came from.” He holds out the eye he had stabbed out from the creature. Vinnie wrinkles her nose.

“Dude, ew!” A beat of silence, and then she extends her hand out. “Lemme’ see that shit.” Franzwick hands her the bloody eye. She looks at it.

“Hm… This looks… familiar.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah… I never forget a face, or uh, an eye.”

Suddenly, another loud, inhumane shriek echoed from somewhere farther away. Franzwick shudders and backed up closer to Vinnie.

“Uh… would you, perchance, let me stay with you and your friends?” He mumbled, slightly embarrassed.

Vinnie just chuckled and slapped him on his back. “Sure! I think we should stick together in larger groups. Cen is also staying with us.”

Franzwick winced and scowled as she touched him. He waved her hand off him and raised an eyebrow. “Just Cen? What happened to the other one?”

Vinnie’s smile faded. “Uh… we don’t know. But judging from what Cen told us, Rigel turned into one of those things that attacked you.”

Franzwick looked genuinely surprised. “Oh… so… I’m assuming don’t ask him about that, hm?”

“Yeah, exactly.”

Vinnie walked with Franzwick over to their area of the Slum Ally. Skipp welcomed him with open arms; literally. He clung onto Franzwick and started sobbing.

“Y-your okay! I’m so h-happy-waaa!” He cried, his tears soaking Franzwick’s coat. Franwick grimaced.

“Augh! Omigod, get off! You’re ruining my coat!” Franzwick exclaims, trying to pry Skipp off him as Skipp continues to bawl his eyes out.

“Skipp! Cut that out!” Vinnie said as she pried Skipp off of the tall blond.

Later, Franwick was eating the piece of bread that had been shared with him. Cen was sitting next to him, just silently staring at the half-stale bread in his hand. Franzwick, without looking at him, leaned over.

“You should eat,” he said softly, “You’ll need the energy. Besides, your brother would have wanted you to eat.”

Cen looked up at him. His eyes were red and puffy from crying, but there was also a massive amount of emotion in his eyes. Cen looked back down at his bread and broke it in half.

“Eat up, Rigel…” he said quietly as he placed the other half of the bread aside. He silently ate his half of bread, leaning up against Franzwick. Once he was done eating, Cen leaned up against Franzwick, wrapping a corner of Franzwick’s coat around his smaller frame.

Franzwick’s eyes widened and he tried to push the Newsie off of him. “Hey- no, eh- no, no, no- uh… ugh… okay, fine…” he mumbled, finally giving up. He swaddled the smaller kid in his coat and let him sleep. 

Vinnie, Skipp, Stone, and Franzwick all stayed up for a while longer, discussing what was to be done.

“It’s not safe to be alone right now,” Stone mumbled quietly, not wanting to wake Cen up.

“Yeah, clearly,” Vinnie said.

“I say we gather up as many Scraps as we can throughout Ramshackle,” Skipp said, “After that, we gather in a large, safe area… but where?”

“One thought at a time Skipp. Right now, let’s just focus on figuring out how we’re going to get the news around,” Vinnie quipped.

“And how we’re going to get everyone to believe us…” Stone added.

“Oh, hey, that reminds me,” Vinnie says as she reaches into her pocket, “Do you guys know who this belongs to?” She pulls out the eye from earlier.

Stone wrinkled his nose and grimaced. “That is disgusting Vinnie…”

Skipp stifled a gag. He took a closer look. “That looks familiar…” he says, still stifling a gag.

Vinnie looks at Franzwick. “See?! That’s what I said!”

A beat of silence.

Suddenly, Skipp’s eyes widen. “Wait! That looks like Karma’s eye!” He turned to Franzwick. “The thing that attacked you, did they have orange hair?”

Franzwick nodded. “Yeah. And they had a striped bandanna around their neck.” Stone nodded solemnly to Skipp.

“Sounds like Karma,” he said. 

The Scraps sat in tense silence. The wind rustled the leaves from some faraway trees. The only light came from the moon and the fire, which was slowly dying down.

“Let’s get some sleep. We’re gonna’ need it,” Vinnie said. Skipp put out the fire in the barrel and put the lid back on and the trio went into their tent. Franzick hesitated before gently picking up Cen and following suit.

“Make yourselves comfy, ‘kay?” Skipp said as he entered the tent.

“Great… now we’re going to be even more cramped than usual…” Stone mumbled. He grabbed a part of the blanket before Skipp could steal the whole thing for himself.

Franzwick paid him no mind and laid down next to Skipp. He gently laid Cen down as well, making sure the Newsie boy was comfortable. Cen mumbled and twitched in his sleep, but eventually settled down.

Franzwick stared up at the ceiling of the makeshift tent and eventually fell asleep while holding Cen. Cen clutched onto Franzwick as how he usually did with Rigel before that night...

[fictarian]

Hobie x goth reader 👹

𝐇𝐢𝐦 <𝟑 . ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐏𝐭. 𝟕

ღ I’m actually so in love with goth aesthetic, so I will GLADLY do this request. A goth love interest for Hobie just sounds so fitting, since all the times that i’ve met a person with a love for goth, they were either really laid back and chill or absolutely HILARIOUS

ღ ALSO WE REACHED 100 FOLLOWERS IN A WEEK HELLO??? THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH YOU GUYS RAHHHH

ღ Expect a double upload today, since I have to make up for yesterday ‼️‼️

ღ I’ll either cook up something for the 100 follower special, or i’ll get requests from you guys so don’t you worry xo

ღ Anyways, here are some Hobie x GN Goth! Reader headcannons 😈

ღ I used this website to get a better grasp on the aesthetic, and it was actually a very interesting read so I highly recommend you check it out. Shout out to my goth pookies, you’re the coolest people on the planet, and often times, the funniest 🫶🏻

ღ Previous part can be found here !

• If your love language is receiving/giving gifts and words of affirmation, I could totally see the reader writing very heartfelt poems about his personality traits, physical appearance, or literally just anything about him and putting into words just how much those parts about him mean to you.

• You try and limit how much you write, but it’s literally Hobie you’re writing about. So it can’t be helped that you write a good 2-3 pages worth of validating and loving words.

• And EVERY single time Hobie reads a poem you gift him, it makes him fall head over heels for you all over again. And for the next couple of days, he stared at you with SUCH a intense stare , no matter if you guys were in public or in private. And if you really got Hobie in his feels, he would start writing an original song for you.

• And you would be the only one to hear it. You two would be cuddling your bed at around midnight, staring into each others eyes lovingly while Hobie quietly strummed his guitar and sang you your song. His voice would be so quiet and gentle, but it would also be laced with roughness like how he usually sings. You’d just be laying there, nearly brought to tears with how soft he was being around you. The moment would be so sweet and intimate and it just makes me BAWL.

• Something that the two of you share and bond over is each other’s sense of humor. Dark humor, to be exact. If one of you cracks a joke around the other and a group of people, they’d stare in horror from what they just heard while you two would be giggling and cracking up.

• If you were a spider person, you guys would make it a challenge to make jokes during a meeting between the spider people and Miguel WITHOUT laughing.

• These are the times when the jokes are the funniest and hit you guys harder, since you guys are both equally competitive and like to poke fun at one another. One time, you were brought to tears from how funny the jokes Hobie had whispered to you were but you just COULDN’t laugh, and that caused Hobie to nearly break and cackle as well.

• It had gotten so bad to the point that Miguel had to SEPARATE you both just so he could have your focus and so that you two didn’t distract anyone else.

• Of course, that didn’t stop you guys. You guys side eyed each other from across the room when Miguel’s back was turned, and that was the day you broke.

• Miguel sent you both out of the room when you couldn’t cease your giggling, and neither of you could breath for the next couple of minutes due to laughter. You couldn’t even get a word out, because that would only make you laugh harder and cause Hobie to do the same 😭✋

• Let’s be fr here, you would be a GOD at doing makeup. Eyeshadow and eyeliner to be specific. So much so that Hobie would request for you to do his, since he thinks his makeup job looks like SHIT compared to yours.

• He’d let you sit on his lap when you applied it, which was a huge mistake on his end.

• Hobie could NOT stop staring at you, even when you told him to close his eyes so that it would be easier for you to apply eyeshadow, eyeliner, WHATEVER you needed to do.

• He just couldn’t help himself. You were literally so close to him, and Hobie felt like he was looking at a god whenever he looked up at you. Sitting still and not grabbing you took all his willpower alone, but not being able to look at you in all your glory? You were asking for too much at that point.

• Not even when you were halfway done, Hobie just couldn’t take it any more. It’s not his fault you’re so damn gorgeous 🤦‍♀️

• After a couple of minutes, Hobie ended up with lipstick smudged on his lips and on parts of his face and could NOT be any happier. Vice versa with you, but it was also the day that you decided that you’d just teach him how you did your make up instead of doing it for him.

• Hobie was not having that though, and somehow convinced you to ‘do’ his make up the next time. And the time after that.

tag list ! @zalayni @luvstarrstruck @jrrantss @pixqlsin @kairiscorner @k4tsu3 @asmobeuses

[schlattslonghairytoes]

chapter ten

real life!

schlatts pov

as i handed my phone to talia i was nervous, i felt as if my text i had sent her all those years ago wouldnt make up for what i did to her, i wasnt sure how she would react. but as she looked up at me, eyes overflowing with tears, i had hoped she even started to forgive me.

real life!

talias pov

i continued reading the unsent text and with every word i began to cry harder, through most of high school, schlatt was always there for me, but i wasnt there for him when he needed me, and although i would like to forget most of senior year, i cant help but think how schlatt must of felt.

his grandpa, mike, was his best friend, the one who taught him baseball, and all of his jokes, and i wasnt even aware he passed. i was so wrapped up in myself and my problems that i didnt stop an d think there was a reason outside of him hating me.

i get to the end of the message "and no one could ever be you" his words ringing through my ears even though they were never said, i had felt the same way about him, it was always him, schlatt.

i put the phone down and look up at him, his eyes slightly teary, yet holding his composer well, i feel his thumb wipe away a tear, but all i can think about is how lonley he must of felt, not just me.

i wrap my arms around his torso and hug him tightly, and i start to cry even harder, i feel his hands thread through my hair. i rest my head in the crook of his neck and sob. "im so sorry jay, im so so sorry" i bawl

"hey, hey im the one whos suppos'd to be apologizing here" he lifts my head with his hand and wipes the rest of my tears "this whole mess isnt your fault, you have nothing to apologise for" he pleads while still holding my face in his hands.

"i didnt even know mikey died jay, i wasnt there for you, i shouldve checked on you, or something, i should of done something." i cried, i felt his arms wrap around me, and hold me with so much comfort. "baby i wasn't there for you. you were homeless lia, and i didnt even know, we both made mistakes." he said rubbing my back softly.

"all i hope is that you can forgive me." he pleaded. "jay i forgave you the moment i saw you at that party, breaking up those two guys." i laugh, and his eyes widened "you were there? did you see who was fighting?" he asked urgently

i tried to think but i couldnt figure it out. "no why?' i ask. "talia, i was the one fighting, it was alex, from high school. he was saying horrible shit about you, saying you guys were a thing, and that i missed out and i punched him, but my buddy hasan came in and finished him off." he laughs.

that caught me off guard, even when i hadnt spoke to him in over 2 years, he still defended me. he really did care about me. i threw myself back into him and hugged him even closer. i still loved him as much as i did back then "thank you" i say into the crook of his neck.

"no, thank you for hearing me out, i know ive been a bit of a dick these past few days and, i, guess these past few years, but i promise you, im gonna fix it." he says, looking down at me with the softest, yet guiltiest eyes ive ever seen. 

"you already have."

real life!

schlatts pov

as talia rests beside me, i feel everything start to mend itself, slowly, but im sure its gonna, "wanna go get food?" i ask. she nods and i get up and walk to the door but it wont open. "what the fuck" i mutter to myself. "hey did you lock the door" i look back at talia sitting up and stretching when i see her hoodie slide up i turn my attention right back to the door.

"no i dont think i did, wait what you literally came in after me?" she gets up and tries to open the door herself. "wait why would the door lock from the outside anyways?" i ask, im so confused so i call charlie "hey man, the door to talias room is broken can u help us?" all i hear is laughter on the other end of the call

"did you guys talk it out?" i hear ted ask "yes theodore kennedy we spoke now let us out." im starting to get a bit pissed. then hansum pipes up. "not until you two admit youre in love and want eachother desperately" when he starts moaning into the mic i decide its time to hang up.

"no luck?" she asks. "nope." i look around and remember our rooms are connected through a bathroom. "theres no way there smart enough to lock both our doors right" and turns out i was right.

we decide to sneak out so we dont have to get everyone else food and we eventually make it to the car. she puts her feet covered in strawberry socks on my lap and i see her take a picture when we make it on the road and start aggressively typing

"may i ask why a picture of me was taken?" i ask politely. she looks up at me and smiles "no" and i decide to move on. later that night i see she posted on instagram.

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~~~the next day~~~

one of the last things that the group had planned to do, besides go shopping, was go to the san diego zoo.

tyler kept asking us all to go and we finally decided we would, the morning of i had woken up to charlie jumping on my bed like a gorilla so i knew today would be a long one.

i went downstairs only to find ted tried to make monkey-shaped pancakes and set off almost all the smoke detectors, so again, i felt the impending doom of the day coming on strong.

"are you guys filming for lunch club today?" i sat down at the counter, ted charlie tyler and travis were all in various parts of the kitchen. ted told me they were infact making a video and i could be in it if i wanted to, but i denied his offer.

my plan was that brittany was meeting me at the zoo so we could vlog, and i would meet back up with the boys when they had finished.

as much as i loved being with them, i always felt like i was intruding on their time together, so i opted out of this one, i was really excited to see brittnay though. 

"dont you guys think we should just get breakfast on the way" schlatt said as he strut down the stairs. wearing his iconic tims he has managed to not fuck up in all the time ive known him.

i also noticed he was wearing a very familar shirt, one that i had bought him years prior, and though i choose not to comment, i thought it made him look very cute.

we all loaded into our cars, i was driving schlatt, ted, tyler and Charlie. while travis was driving everyone else. "SHOTGUN!" i hear schlatt yell from the front door, before he flys by me into the passenger seat.

"wow you wanna sit with your girlfriend so bad" tyler laughs

"and what about it, huh?" schlatt jokes back

"yo, what the fuck?" tylers head jerks forward at that remark.

"please dont listen to him." i get into the front seat and start up the car, charlie begs to be on aux, and of course i let him cause hes my favorite.

by the time we arrive all the boys are fed and ready for a long hot day at the zoo, we arrive scan our tickets and i see britney in the distance. the moment i spot her i run and jump in her arms.

"ive missed you bitch!" i yell and jump "im so happy youre here, i need a break from all the testosterone." she laughs at me

"and you think im the best place for that." and at that, i die laughing, brittnay has always been one of the funniest people out there.

all the boys walk back over to us and say hi to brittnay before shoving a camera in my face.

"everyone say bye mommy!" ted says in a baby voice. a chorus of byes and way too many mommies come from the boys before they all take off, but schlatt lingers for a moment. 

"text me if you need anything or if you just wanna see me, ok?" i laugh at him "yes, now go before the kids get hurt, please make sure they dont do anything too stupid." "yes mommy" he runs off before i can slap him.

i turn to britney and she deadpans at me "we have alot to fucking talk about." i laugh before responding.

"oh yes we certainly do."

hours later me and brit are sat on the sky trolley when schlatt, ted, charlie, and there other friend, who i dont belive ive met, pass by us.

"HIII!" i yell out the cart. all their heads turn in our direction and i hear schlatt yell "DO YOU GUYS KNOW WHAT A ROTH IRA IS??" but dont have time to respond.

britney takes a long slurp of her coke before placing it down next to her. "did you guys fuck?" she asks seriously.

"ever, or like recently?" i laugh.

"i know the answer to ever, but recently, i know y'all are good now, but the tension is maing me horny."

"no brit we have not had sex within the last two years." i look down at my phone and see a text from schlatt, it says "lions or elephants." i quickly text back, "lion" before putting my phone back in my pocket.

britney and i finished our vlog around 530 and meet back up with the boys. i said my goodbyes to brittnay as i was seeing her very soon. we all loaded back into our cars when schlatt threw a giant lion stuffed animal at me. 

"what the hell is this" i look up at him in the passenger seat.

"i asked lion or elephant and you said lion so." he tries to be nonchalant and go on his phone but i reach over the center consol of my jeep to hug him.

"thank you, seriously, that is so sweet." i say, voice muffled by his shirt

"i remembered you like stuffed animals and i thought of you when i saw it, so.." he trails off, slightly embarrassed. "i love it." i put the lion in my lap and started the car.

5 minutes into the drive, i finally realized how quiet the car really was, i look around and see that every single person in the car except for me and schlatt is asleep, i check on him and he is barely staying awake, fighting sleep.

as the car ride went on i thought about me and him, what was going to happen after the trip, he was going to go back to new york, and i was going to stay in California, but now that i had him back, i wasnt willing to lose him

i wasn't going to let him slip through my fingers again.

[ofallthingsnasty]

So capture kill got me thinking, you know how in very, very rare cases a woman can have twins with two different fathers if they have sex close enough together and the planets are in alignment and all that stuff (okay I’m not a doctor I can’t remember the specifics but it can happen!)

Imagine poor reader getting knocked up with twins, one from Bill and one from Evan 👀

😊💕💕 aaah thank you so much for showing interest in capture kill!! you don't know how happy this makes me 💞 also dshjdhsja anon you are funny af, i can't stop giggling over here

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Surpisingly, I think Bill wouldn't mind that much. For him, the rules of his pack go above all else. His alpha told him that whoever knocks you up gets to keep you - and now you're having a kid from them both? Well, whatever. He'll learn to live with it. His scent on you and you getting visibly pregnant is enough to distract him from that pesky sting of jealousy - and let's not forget, as Evan's elder, he always gets to call dibs. There will definitely be a learning curve for him but he'll manage. He won't hide his distaste for Evan but he won't be cruel to the other child. He is very protective, yes, but not all too territorial. As long as your kids with him outnumber any potential pups between you and Evan, he'll be quite content. He'll keep calling Evan a cuck until his dying breath, though.

Evan, however, is devastated. He feels betrayed by some divine force, feels as though he's been cheated out of a happy life. Having to share you with Bill is worse than not getting you at all - he could have split from the pack and moved away if Bill had gotten you, could have forgotten about this after many, many tears and grief. He can't even be happy that you're expecting your first child with him - it's all overshadowed by the fact that you're also pregnant with Bill's pup. He'll fall into a huge depressive episode, will grow apathetic and lethargic. Keeping his distance, you probably won't see him for weeks at a time, much to the delight of Bill, who uses the opportunity to play house with you and shit-talk the younger man behind his back. Not only did all of his most intimate, deepest dreams die a painful death, he'll have it rubbed into his face for decades to come. He may be a lovesick, delusional little creep but even he has to admit defeat in this situation. It truly shatters his whole world.

His behavior will get so bad that Hugh, their alpha, will have to step in and talk some sense into him - and into Bill. Evan is about to become a father - he needs to get his act together and step up and Bill will need to learn to control his acid tongue. Their little squabble is not only damaging to the little about-to-be family you three form, it's also creating tension within the pack. Evan will slowly get better and will start to regain some of his delusional, beyond optimistic tendencies (especially when he holds your child for the first time - he'll just start bawling his eyes out with happiness) but the relationship between him and Bill will require lifelong work. In the end (and if kept in check regularly), they'll get along somehow. Not without some fights, not without some troubles but they'll make it work. Be prepared to be pregnant for as long you are able to, though - these two will lay their claims on you again and again, each in their own way.

[stardustshelb]

"Strawberry" Part Six - The End

TW: Language and sexual content

Word count: 7,939

Chapter Sixteen

The worst part about the bachelorette trip, other than my inevitable goodbye to Josh, was the bachelorette trip in itself. And as horrible as that sounds coming from the maid of honor, it was the truth. This trip has been full of drama and part of me wondered if Riley regretted ever planning it. If it weren’t for meeting Josh, I’m sure I would have been miserable the entire time. Then again, none of the drama would have existed had I not met Josh in the first place. Maybe I was the problem all along. I couldn’t shake the thought of being the reason why this trip had been such a bummer. I rolled over to check the time on my phone. I could tell it was morning from the daylight entering through the sheer curtains, but I didn’t expect it to be already past 10:00 a.m. I couldn’t believe I slept in so late; I couldn’t believe nobody woke me up. At the same time, I had no idea what was even on the itinerary for today. Maybe I really was the root problem of this trip. I turned off DND to find zero missed notifications. Ouch. 

I rolled out of bed and felt a slight headache forming. I wasn’t sure if it was due to the three glasses of wine or bawling my eyes out before bed. I glanced at myself in the full-length mirror beside the bed and noticed how swollen my eyes were. Yep, definitely from crying. I needed to get some cold water on my face ASAP. I made my way out of my room and across the hall to the bathroom. 

When I walked out into the hallway, I noticed the house was eerily quiet. It almost felt like I was home alone. I walked into the living room hoping to find a warm body, but it was empty. I checked the dining room and the kitchen—both were a ghost town. I glanced out the window and felt my stomach drop. The rental car was gone. Was everyone hanging out without me?

“Hello?” I called out but didn’t get a response. In a panic, I made my way to Riley’s room and didn’t even knock before entering. I found her sitting on her bed with her headphones in her ears and she was staring down at her phone. She jumped when she realized I was standing in front of her. 

“Shit!” She yelled as she took her airpods out.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” I said as I took a seat next to her on her bed.

“I’ve been on Twitter all morning,” Riley said.

“And?” I asked.

“I don’t think anyone knows who we are, but there is a lot of speculation about you specifically,” Riley said.

“Why’s that?” I asked.

“Well, did you realize that yours and Josh’s hands were touching?” Riley asked me while she held her phone out for me to see. As if I were seeing Abby’s TikTok for the first time, I was shocked that I had missed that detail. Our pinky fingers were touching as we sat on the living room floor. I don’t even remember our hands doing that. It must have been a subconscious need to want to feel connected to him.

“Shit,” I said.

“Have you heard from Josh this morning?” Riley asked.

“Not a word,” I said with a sigh. 

“Well, I don’t care if I sound immature, but you can’t be the first one to text him,” Riley said.

“I won’t,” I said. “Hey, where the fuck is the rental car?” I asked when I realized why I came to her room in the first place. 

“Abby got so upset that she booked a hotel for herself last night. I told her she was being ridiculous, but… Well… That’s Abby,” Riley said while shrugging her shoulders.

“I know I have been a shitty friend to you this weekend, but–” I started.

“Nope,” Riley said as she held her hand up to silence me. “I refuse to let Abby speak poorly of you, so I will hold you to the same rule. You’re both important to me and I refuse to listen when you guys try to talk shit about one other.”

“Ok fine,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“She will be back this afternoon. I tried to talk her out of leaving, but when I realized she had already made up her mind, I told her she could take the car,” Riley said.

“What about Maddie and Brooke?” I asked.

“As far as I know, they’re in the dark about what happened last night. I just told them that Abby needed to get away for a bit because there was a blow up, and they didn’t ask questions,” Riley said.

“Wow, really? They weren’t even the least bit curious?” I asked confusingly.

“Actually, Brooke said she was waiting for there to be a fist fight between you and Abby all weekend, so they weren’t surprised honestly,” Riley said with a laugh.

“I wanted to beat her ass so bad last night,” I said, forming a fist.

“You’ve literally never punched anyone,” Riley said, rolling her eyes.

“I’d gladly let her be the first,” I said while punching the palm of my hand.

“It’s the last day of our trip. Can we avoid conflict today? Pretty please?” Riley asked as she put her hands together like she was begging. 

“I will be on my absolute best behavior,” I said as I took her hands in mine.

“Bestie, why are your eyes so swollen?” She asked as she rubbed her thumb below my eye.

“I cried myself to sleep because Josh left after the TikTok fiasco,” I said as my voice cracked.

“Why didn’t you come get me? I would have cuddled with you,” Riley said.

“I didn’t want to bother you. It sounds like you were busy coddling Abby anyways,” I said with a smirk.

“You should have. I didn’t get any sleep last night anyways. I definitely will be going to bed early tonight,” Riley said as she let out a yawn. “We have to be at the airport by 6:00 a.m. tomorrow.”

“Don’t remind me,” I said, throwing my body on the bed like I was a child throwing a tantrum.

“Yes, ma’am, so you better not stay up all night with you-know-who,” Riley said as she playfully poked my side.

“Well, I can always sleep on the plane,” I said as I stuck my tongue out at her.

We decided to spend the morning packing our suitcases and getting everything ready for a quick exit tomorrow morning when we’d have to walk out the door by 4:30 a.m. Abby made it back from her dramatic hotel getaway, but I had yet to see her come out of her room. I wouldn’t have cared if she spent the whole day isolated, but I knew we owed Riley a great last day of her bachelorette trip. I would play nice because I knew that after tomorrow, I wouldn’t have to see her again until Riley’s wedding at the end of next month. And then after that… never again. Despite moving away, Riley was still having her wedding in Oklahoma because all of her family still lived there. I was already looking forward to the days she’d be back home while we prepped and planned for her big day. School would be out by then and I could devote all of my time and energy to being her maid of honor. The one she deserved from the start.

“Are you ready?” I heard Riley ask when she popped into my room.

“Yep,” I said as I grabbed my phone off of the charger and my purse off of the bed. We planned to grab lunch together and then spend the day sightseeing. Riley said she wanted to ditch the itinerary and just be spontaneous. It was nice seeing her loosen up a bit. I checked my phone in the backseat of the car and frowned when I still had yet to receive a message from Josh. 

Lunch, sightseeing, and straying from the beaten path was actually a nice change. Everyone, including Abby, was civil and seemed to have a nice time just going with the flow. I was glad we could give Riley a positive ending to what was a less than perfect weekend. Unfortunately, I was secretly spiraling on the inside. It was now almost 7:00 p.m. and I still hadn’t heard from Josh. While the day with the girls was fun and much-needed after our falling out, I spent more time trying not to think about him than I spent thinking about anything else. Against my better judgment, I opened my phone and composed a message: “Did you already decide to cut ties with me?” I stared at the text, hesitating if I should send it or not. I didn’t want to text him first, but I was driving myself insane wondering why he hadn’t reached out to me all day. Fuck him for making me feel this way. I started to feel anger towards him which was something I never would have expected. I cleared the message and decided it was best not to text him. If he wanted to, he would. I put my phone away and continued to watch the chick flick that Riley picked out for us to watch together. I listened for the girls’ laughter as a cue for me to laugh as well. I couldn’t focus on the movie because my mind was completely elsewhere. 

Suddenly, I saw my phone light up out of the corner of my eye. I quickly grabbed it to see the name I had been waiting for all day.

Plagiarism: “I have been working and am finally free. I’d like to see you tonight.” I stared at his text wondering how to respond. I couldn’t help but to feel annoyed by the fact that he unexpectedly left me last night and then didn’t reach out all day. He knew how upset I was last night when he left. Then again, he didn’t owe me anything. I had a choice to make: Should I give in and let him come over even though I knew it was going to make it harder to say goodbye? Or should I sever ties early to protect myself? Truthfully, there was no right answer. I would be grieving him either way. 

Me: “I’ll let you know when to head here.”

Plagiarism: “Counting down the seconds…”And just like that, every ounce of anger I had toward him vanished. I turned my attention back to the movie and silently prayed for the credits to start rolling. 

For the last time, I waited patiently by the front door to sneak Josh in now that the girls had gone to bed. As I waited for him, I reminisced about our time together the last few days. I’m not sure I ever believed in fate but I was glad for whatever force of the universe brought us together on that plane. I was thankful for the limited time we had together and would cherish these memories forever. I had finally accepted (or at least I was pretending to accept) that our connection was just temporary. I heard him make his way up the steps and I opened the door to let him in. My heart practically jumped out of my chest now that he was next to me again. Without saying a word, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug. I inhaled his cologne and felt my lungs expand as I breathed him in. His arms rested around my lower back as we held each other in an embrace. It was as if we were starting our silent goodbye at that moment even though he had just arrived. I didn’t want to let go, nor did he. 

“Let’s go to your room,” he whispered in my ear. I felt goosebumps all over my skin as I finally let go to follow him down the hallway. We entered my bedroom and before I could even lock it, Josh had me pinned against the back of the door. I gasped as his mouth met mine. It was as if he had some sort of animalistic hunger take over him. I moved my hand to lock the door before his mouth started to travel down my neck and to my chest. I felt his hands grip my ass as he pulled me closer to him. I pulled my shirt off and felt one of his hands move up my back to undo my bra. His mouth remained on my chest as he kissed and nipped my breasts. I ran my hands through his hair as he effortlessly pulled my pajama shorts down to where I was standing in front of him completely naked. He buried his face between my thighs and his tongue worked its magic. I felt his firm grip on the back of my thighs as his tongue swirled around my clit. I grabbed handfuls of his hair as my head slammed back against the bedroom door. I moaned his name as my body shuddered in his strong grasp. I felt my body tighten as I fought the urge to scream. I moaned even louder and I swear I felt his mouth switch to a smile while his face stayed between my thighs. My eyes rolled back and my entire body writhed until every cell in my body spasmed because of his tongue. He didn’t stop and I physically felt like I was no longer standing but that he was anchoring me down with his tight grip. I pulled his hair back to try to get him to free me from this intense pleasure, but he continued to suck my clit until I felt another release. “Joshua Michael,” I moaned with what I swore would be my final breath. 

“My forbidden fruit,” I heard him say as he kissed the top of my entrance before standing up. I stayed there in a post-multi-orgasm haze, silently thanking the door for supporting me as I tried not to collapse. Before I knew what was happening, I felt his strong arms lifting my body up and my legs wrapped around his waist. I let out a gasp at the shock of his sudden movement. I looked down to see his large biceps holding me up. Josh carried me to the bed where he gently tossed me on top of the mattress. Biting my lip, I watched him start to undress. He kept his eyes trained on me as he slid the condom over himself. I waited in anticipation for him to make his way to the bed. 

“Come here,” I whispered as I scooted closer to the edge of the bed. He grabbed both of my legs in his arms and pulled me to him in one swift movement. I gasped as he entered me all at once. He was anything but gentle as he allowed that same hunger from earlier to take over as he took me. He pounded me so hard I thought he was going to shatter my pelvis. I wanted to watch his biceps pulse as they held my legs up but I couldn’t keep my eyes from rolling back into my head.

“I’m going to miss this,” he said as he continued to thrust. I grabbed fistfulls of the sheets and pulled them over my face to hide my blushed cheeks.

“I want to see your face. I like to watch you as I fuck you,” he said. I removed the sheets and looked at him as I wrapped my legs around his body and pulled him closer into me which I didn’t think was possible. I arched my back and grinded on him as he rapidly entered in and out of me. I moved my hands up and gripped his biceps as I watched him throw his head back. I moaned his name and I felt him release as he came. Both of us gasped for air like we had been drowning when he collapsed on top of me. The smell of sex, his cologne, and sweat was in the air. 

“Let’s get cleaned up,” he said as I felt him kiss the side of my head. I never wanted to leave this bed. But against my will, I got up to collect my clothes and made my way to the bathroom to wash him off of me.

“I can’t believe I have to set an alarm for 2 a.m.,” Josh said as he held his phone with the clock app open. I snuggled closer next to him and wished time would just stop. 

“Are you up for pulling an all-nighter?” I asked as I kissed his arm. 

“Of course,” he said as he put his phone on the nightstand. We laid there basking in the golden glow from the lamp. I looked up at him and his dark brown eyes were smiling at me, and for a moment, I thought I would get lost in them.

“What did you do today?” I asked.

“We are starting our tour soon, so today was just full of meetings. We had to create a rough draft of a set list and even filmed some promos. It was kind of exhausting and overwhelming honestly,” he said with a soft laugh.

“How long will you be touring?” I questioned.

“We’ll be on the road for six months,” he said.

“Holy shit,” I said. “Are you guys coming to Oklahoma on your tour?”

“Uhhh,” he said nervously. “We’ll only be in Oklahoma for the bourbon meeting next month.”

“Damn, I was hoping I’d be able to score front row tickets,” I said jokingly.

“You can have a front row spot at any or all the shows. You tell me which ones you want to go to and I’ll make it happen,” he said. I couldn’t tell if he was full of shit or not.

“I’ll be out of school for summer soon, so maybe I’ll take you up on that,” I said. My heart fluttered at the idea of not only seeing him again but also being able to watch him perform. 

“Oh, you’re old news, now,” he said with a smirk.

“Huh?” I asked as my eyebrows furrowed.

“Nobody is talking about Sam and Danny’s TikTok performance anymore according to our social media team. They posted some cryptic promos online to get the platforms talking about our upcoming tour instead,” he said with a wink.

“Ah, man. I was hoping you’d be my claim to fame,” I said with a sigh.

“Sorry, your 15 seconds are over,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. 

“Will you let me know when you’re in Oklahoma next month?” I asked. I watched his eyes scan the room as if they were searching for an answer that seemed to elude him.

“Strawberry, I already told you that I don’t want to intrude on your personal life,” he said as if he were annoyed that I brought up the burning question again.  

“You wouldn’t be,” I said. “You say I could have front row tickets to all of your shows but you don’t want to see me when you’re in my home state? It’s confusing.”

“It’s just—” he began.

“I’m leaving him when I get home,” I admitted for the first time. I was even surprised that I said my thoughts aloud.

“Strawberry…” he said with a sigh. 

“No, it’s not because of you. Well, that’s not totally true. It is because of you. You have inspired me to stop living my life in a dormant state. I finally feel like I have something worth living for. I have a pulse, I have a mind, I have a heart, and I am free to use them however I see fit. It’s like you’ve awakened me in some way, Josh. And I know I sound crazy, but it’s true,” I said. I felt like I had just screamed the words off the pages of my figurative diary. I suddenly felt embarrassed by my bold confessions. Without saying a word, Josh tilted my chin up with his hand and I stared into his eyes.

“It’s important that you live your life the way you want without fear. I’m just happy to have been a small part of your new beginning,” he said as he gently kissed me. For the rest of the night and into the early morning of the new day, we held each other for hours, had deep conversations, and enjoyed the time left before his alarm went off. For the rest of my life, I would curse the sound of that alarm. I felt my soul split into two as I kissed him goodbye one last time. 

Chapter Seventeen

I had only been gone for four nights, but I felt like I was stepping into unfamiliar territory when I got home. I had a little under six hours before Kenneth would be home from work which I was grateful for because I was trying to decide how and when to call off our engagement. I walked through my front door and was nearly tackled by Sassy. I missed my girl so much I wanted to cry as I got down on the floor to cuddle with her. I buried my face into her fur and wrapped my arms around her. I stayed with her on the floor until her zoomies wore off. I got up to drag my luggage to the bedroom where I could start to unpack. I unzipped the suitcase and started to throw my dirty clothes into the laundry basket. I didn’t get far into the task when my phone started to ring. I glanced at the screen and noticed Kenneth’s name.

“Hey,” I said as I balanced the phone between my ear and shoulder.

“Hey, are you home?” He asked.

“Yes, I just walked in,” I said.

“Did you have a good time?” He asked.

“Yeah for the most part,” I said as I continued to sort my laundry.

“Did you make any new friends?” He asked. 

“Um, Maddie and Brooke seemed cool but that was about it,” I said.

“You didn’t hang out with anyone else?” He asked. Ok, he was definitely fishing for something. 

“Uh, we met some people when we were out one night and they came over to play drinking games,” I said nonchalantly.

“People as in…?” He asked.

“Is there something you want to ask me, Kenneth?” I asked.

“We can talk about it when I get home. I’m going to leave the office early, so I’ll be home in a couple hours,” he said. I could sense he was angry. Maybe the tough conversation was going to come earlier than I planned for it to. Maybe I shouldn’t start unpacking in case I need to leave again. 

“Ok, well, I’ll be here,” I said trying to sound calm as we hung up the phone. I could feel my anxiety start to get out of hand so I took a seat on the bed to focus on my breathing. Sassy nudged her face against my legs, and I was grateful to have my loyal companion back. I reached down to pet her as I continued to take calculated breaths. I knew that no matter what happened after Kenneth got home, I would always have Sassy by my side. 

I was folding my now clean clothes from the dryer when I heard Kenneth’s truck pull up in our driveway. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the impending interrogation. I was guilty. I knew that. But I had already served a sentence being trapped in this relationship and I was ready for liberation, no matter how painful it would be. I continued to fold my laundry when I saw him standing in the doorway to the laundry room.

“Hi,” I said in a quick breath.

“Hey,” he said. “Are you happy to be home?” 

“Uh, kind of, yeah,” I said, continuing to fold my clothes.

He crossed his arms and said, “Yeah, I guess partying with rock stars isn’t as fun as life back in Oklahoma, huh?” 

“Rock stars?” I asked.

“Cut the shit,” he said. “Our PR team recognized you immediately. I had that TikTok emailed to me four times in one day.”

“We met the band in Nashville and invited them over to hangout. It wasn’t a big deal,” I said.

“Oh, well, you and Josh looked pretty cozy,” Kenneth said. My heart strings pulled at the mere mention of his name. 

“How come you didn’t tell me y’all were in business with Greta Van Fleet?” I asked not only trying to change the subject but also because I was genuinely curious.

“I’ve never concerned you with details about work. I wouldn’t have thought you knew who they were anyways. I guess I was wrong about that,” he said as he began to take off his dress shoes. He carried them off into the bedroom and I smoothed over the piles of folded clothes when I heard him charging back down the hallway.

“What the fuck is this?” Kenneth yelled as I looked at the small, white rectangle in his hands. And as if all of the oxygen in the room suddenly disappeared, I felt like I stopped breathing. I stared at the card from Josh from the bouquet of white roses he had sent to me the day after we met. The card I tucked away into my suitcase to keep Riley from knowing the delivered flowers weren’t for her. It must have fallen out when I was unpacking. 

Kenneth read the card aloud as if I didn’t know what it already said, “Thinking of you, -J. Are you fucking kidding me? That’s it. We’re not partnering with them anymore. I’m pulling the plug on that deal tomorrow morning,” Kenneth said with a scoff.

“Why would you do that? They love your bourbon!” I exclaimed.

“I’m not going to be made into a damn fool,” he said as he stormed off to our bedroom. I stayed put in the laundry room trying to collect my thoughts. I wanted to call Josh but I knew now would be the literal worst time to do that. I followed him into the bedroom as I felt myself preparing for battle. 

“Don’t ruin this business opportunity because of me, please,” I said.

“Thinking of you… Of YOU?” He stressed. “Why would a celebrity give a fuck about you?” He asked with a mocking laugh. I bit my tongue because I knew he was just trying to hurt my feelings. My silence angered him even more. “This explains why you fell off the face of the earth during your trip. You didn’t give a shit about me. You were too busy fucking a guy who wears rhinestones and glitter!” He yelled. I watched his eyes fall to my left hand. “Where’s your engagement ring?” I looked down at my hand and realized I never put it on today. In fact, I can’t remember the last time I did wear it or where I even put it.

“I’m not wearing any jewelry,” I said as I attempted to cover my tracks. “But we do need to talk.”

I spent the following weeks simply going through the motions. I returned back to work but lived my life in a complete daze. I was in autopilot mode and moved like a machine, constant and without breaks. I convinced Kenneth to keep the partnership with the band. It wasn’t easy to do but I was happy he finally agreed not to cancel. He says it was because he wouldn’t want to pay them since he’d be breaking the contract, but no matter the reason, I was grateful. If anything, it kept the small dream of Josh coming back to Oklahoma alive. 

As far as our engagement went, those ties were severed. And honestly, it was the first step I needed to take toward my new life. I was a few weeks away from summer vacation, so I had been slowly packing up my things. Kenneth so kindly allowed me the grace of getting to stay in his home until I had time to look for someplace new. As if everything were back to normal, Kenneth and I continued to coexist except for the fact that Sassy and I now slept in the guest bedroom. We continued to live our lives as roommates but this time, we didn’t communicate at all. Unfortunately, the same went for Josh and I… I hadn’t heard from him since we said our heartbreaking goodbye in Nashville. No phone call. No text. Nothing. I knew it would be like this but I just didn’t think it would still hurt weeks later. I was back to my lonely life with only Riley’s FaceTime dates to keep me sane until summer. I didn’t really have a plan but I figured I would take everything day by day. I had enough in my savings account that I would be able to support myself on my own. And as much as I didn’t want to ask, I knew my parents would be willing to help if I needed anything. Riley said the same thing which floored me; she shouldn’t be worried about taking care of her grown ass best friend while she was busy planning a wedding in a different state. That was one thing I was grateful for: Riley had me stay busy with wedding planning since she was living 738 miles away from the venue. I finally felt as if I were being the maid of honor I should have been all along, but I was grateful for any task she gave me that kept me from thinking about him.

Chapter Eighteen 

One month later

“We ain’t angry at you, love. You’re the greatest thing we’ve lost,” I sang along to my music as I packed a tote bag with my personal items. I had to be at the venue in 30 minutes for my hair and makeup appointment, but that was no big deal since my new apartment was less than 15 minutes away. Today was Riley’s big day and I was so excited to see everything we’ve been planning come to life. Kenneth agreed to watch Sassy at his house for the night since I wouldn’t be home from the wedding until after midnight. Although our relationship had been over for quite some time, we still remained civil which was best case scenario given the circumstances. Even if we didn’t originally end on the best terms once I told him the truth about Nashville, we had spent over a decade being a part of each other’s lives. We weren’t friends nor did we talk, but it was comforting to know that we weren’t enemies. Truth be told, Kenneth admitted he was unhappy in our relationship too. This separation was what we both needed.

I didn’t mind attending the wedding without a date; I knew I would be too busy making sure everything was perfect to entertain anyone all night anyways. I grabbed my maid of honor dress, a navy backless maxi dress with a plunging bodice, and hung it up in my backseat. I was so thankful Riley chose a dress that was not only stylish and sexy, but also one that I could wear again after today. I went back inside to grab my phone, wallet, keys, and tote bag. I got in my car and continued the song that had been on loop for the past month for my quick drive. “And we’ll all be here forever,” I sang loudly to an audience of none as I turned into the venue parking lot. The wedding was set to start in a couple hours. I was the last of the bridesmaids to get her hair and makeup done since Maddie, Brooke, and Abby actually had to travel to be here. I collected my things from my car and took a deep breath before I made my way to the bridal suite. 

Standing next to Riley as she said her vows, I tried everything in my power to hold back tears. I felt so genuinely happy for her at this moment that I was overcome with emotions. She pledged her love and commitment to Mike who stared back at her with such adoration. I don’t think anyone in this room had a dry eye. I was honored to both witness and be a part of the most important person in my life’s happiest day. After their kiss, I handed her bridal bouquet back to her and cheered loudly as they made their way down the aisle. I looped arms with the best man and followed Riley and Mike down the aisle to head to the reception hall. As we passed by the hundreds of smiling guests clapping in their seats, I locked eyes with a face that caused me to stumble. Quickly, the best man grabbed my arm and caught me before I fell flat on my face. No way. There is absolutely no way. I felt my cheeks blush from the embarrassment as I regained my footing.

“Thank you,” I said to the best man who still kept a hold on me in case I took another spill. I looked back toward the guest who caused me to trip, but I didn’t see him. It was all in my head. I shook the nerves off and entered the reception area to mingle with the guests while Riley and Mike took photos. But first, I made my way to the bar. If I was going to get on the dancefloor later like Riley had commanded, I needed some liquid courage. 

“One glass of chardonnay, please,” I said to the bartender. I figured I’d be the first guest to take advantage of the open bar. I watched the bartender grab a corkscrew to open the bottle of white wine when I smelled a familiar scent of cologne.  

“Make that two glasses, please,” I heard his voice say.

“Yes, sir,” the bartender nodded to the person standing beside me. I felt like I was frozen and couldn’t move. 

“I don’t think you’ve ever looked more stunning than you do right now,” I heard him whisper into my ear. I turned to see if my imagination was playing a trick on me; alas, there stood Josh in a perfectly tailored suit. I was speechless, afraid that I had fallen asleep in the makeup chair and would soon wake up from this dream. 

“Thank you,” Josh said to the bartender as he grabbed both glasses of wine. He reached out for me to take the second glass but I still stood there as if I were paralyzed. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked once I finally found my voice. 

“Riley invited me, so I wanted to surprise you,” he said, flashing that heart-stopping smile of his. 

“What? How did Riley even know how to get a hold of you?” I asked.

“She said she kept my number from when you sent it to her before I came over for the first time. Remember when she had to run my background check?” He said with a laugh. 

“I can’t believe this,” I said, shaking my head. There was no way that this was really happening.

“Come on,” Josh said as he stuck out his arm for me to grab since both of his hands carried our glasses of wine. I looped my arm through his and allowed him to escort me to a table. He pulled my chair out for me and I sat as the millions of questions flooded my brain. He took the seat next to mine and grabbed his glass of wine. 

“To Riley and…” He began but clearly forgot the groom’s name.

“Mike,” I said with a laugh as I touched his glass to mine. 

“Yes, Mike, I knew that,” he said as he took a sip. Liar.

“How long have you been planning this?” I asked.

“Riley reached out to me two weeks ago, and since our bourbon meeting is on Monday, I decided to stay in Oklahoma for the weekend. I flew in this morning,” he said with a wink. “And you can’t get mad at me for not telling you that I was in town because Riley wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Well, this is going to be awkward when my date gets here,” I said. Josh stared at me with a look in his eyes like he had just seen a ghost. He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. 

“I’m kidding!” I finally said after watching him sweat a little. 

“That wasn’t funny,” he said as he finished his glass of wine.

“How have you been?” I asked.

“I’ve been good, I’ve been good. We’ve just been preparing for the launch of our new partnership and also the tour. I’m actually excited to have this weekend off,” he said.

“Where are you staying while you’re here?” I asked.

“Wherever you are,” he said with a wink. I felt my skin getting warm.

“Bold of you to assume I’d let you stay with me,” I said while taking a sip of my wine. 

“I’ll beg if I have to,” Josh said as he stood up. He grabbed his empty wine glass and leaned down to whisper in my ear before heading back to the bar. “You know you’ve had me on my knees before.” My jaw was practically on the floor. 

When Riley and Mike made their grand entrance into the reception hall, she gave me a wink when she saw Josh and I sitting together. I subtly flipped her off which made her laugh before Mike pulled her into a kiss. I was sipping on my second glass of wine, so I knew I needed to take it easy since my maid of honor speech was coming up. After the stunt she pulled, I really wanted to add that Riley was a sneaky bitch into the speech I had prepared, but I decided against it. 

“I love weddings,” Josh said with a sigh as he glanced around the room.

“Aren’t you against the idea of marriage?” I asked, raising my eyebrow.

“That’s a harsh way of putting it, but essentially, yes. That doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy weddings,” he said with a soft smile. “Weddings are a celebration of love and happiness. For some, it’s the best day of their lives. And to be a witness to that, it’s moving.”

“I know what you mean. Did you see me crying during Riley’s vows?” I asked, biting my lip.

“Strawberry, I watched you the entire time,” he said. I rolled my eyes and laughed at his ridiculous statement. “You don’t believe me?” He added.

“Why would you stare at a bridesmaid the whole time during a wedding ceremony?” I asked.

“Have you seen you in that dress?” Josh asked, giving me a wink and nudging my knee with his. He began to laugh and said, “I also saw you almost fall down the aisle once you realized I was there.” 

“Yeah, thanks for that,” I said playfully, hitting his arm. He grabbed my hand before I pulled away and held it.

“It’s really good to see you again,” he said. “You look happier than ever.”

“Thank you, I am,” I said, giving him a genuine smile. I stared into his brown eyes that I swore held me captive. 

After Riley and Mike’s exit, I headed back inside to grab my belongings from the bridal suite. It was the most magical evening full of laughter, love, and light. My maid of honor speech was a hit and I even got out on the dance floor more than once. Truth be told, I didn’t need the wine after all. I was running off the fumes of simply being around Riley and Josh, the two people who bring out the best in me. 

“So…” Josh said, shuffling his feet. “Would you like to come back with me to my hotel?” I hesitated because I knew the pain and longing I felt after our last goodbye. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go through that again. Even now, the grief I felt because of our fleeting time together still hit me in waves. I honestly can’t even listen to Greta Van Fleet’s music because it was too painful hearing his voice. 

“I would love to spend more time with you, but I don’t want to be hurt again,” I admitted.

“Conversation only, I promise,” Josh said, holding up his right hand as if he were taking an oath in court.

“Yeah, yeah, we all know how that goes,” I said, shifting my weight to my other foot. My heels were killing my feet and I wanted nothing more than to take them off. 

“I will not put you in an uncomfortable situation. I’ll stay five feet apart from you in the room at all times. Six feet even. Hell, I’ll book the room across from mine and we can talk on the hotel phone if you don’t want to be around me,” he said.

“Oh, so you remember how to use a phone?” I asked as I felt my cheeks get hot with my bold comment. He sighed and looked down at the tile floor.

Without making eye contact, he said softly, “I’ve been hurting too, ya know?” I moved closer to him so that he would look into my eyes.

“Let me run back to my apartment to grab some things I need and to change out of these fucking shoes. Text me your hotel information, and I’ll be there,” I said looking into his eyes. 

“Can you at least stay in that dress?” He asked while biting his lip.

Looking and feeling like an idiot wearing a formal gown with Chaco sandals, I entered the elevator in Josh’s hotel lobby. I had my overnight bag slung over my shoulder with comfortable pajamas stashed inside, but I decided to stay in my dress a little longer per his request. I hit the button and felt the butterflies in my stomach move as I made my way up to the highest floor. I found his room and knocked lightly on the door. He opened the door and I immediately crossed my arms when I saw that he had changed out of his suit.

“Ok, not fair that I was asked to stay in my formal attire, but you get to wear comfortable clothes,” I said, narrowing my eyes.

“You never asked me to stay in my suit,” he said. He looked down at my feet. “Your feet seem to be more comfortable, though.” I rolled my eyes and made my way into his hotel room. I placed my bag on the desk near the door and noticed a tray of chocolate covered strawberries and a bottle of wine on the table. 

“Cute,” I said as I pointed to the tray.

“I was feeling nostalgic,” he said grinning.

I finally convinced Josh that he had seen me in my dress long enough, so I made my way into the bathroom to change into my pajamas. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me completely naked on more than one occasion, but I still wanted to keep my guard up. I exited the bathroom and grabbed the tray of strawberries before climbing into his bed. He opened the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. He made his way over to join me. 

“So will you fly back to Nashville after your meeting on Monday?” I asked as I accepted the glass he poured for me.

“Yes, that evening we will head back,” he said as he began to remove the plastic wrap off of the tray of strawberries.

“We?” I asked.

“Well, the guys are flying in Monday morning for a quick trip. I obviously got here early,” he said, biting into a chocolate covered strawberry. 

“So, I actually have a funny story about the bourbon company,” I said as I took a sip of my wine.

“Oh, that you are engaged to the head of the company?” He asked as he raised his eyebrow.

“First, were. Past tense. Second, you knew?” I asked with my mouth agape. 

“Yeah, that was a fun conversation between our PR teams. Another reason I never reached out to you, by the way,” he said as he finished his strawberry.

“Kenneth almost pulled the whole deal, but I convinced him to keep it,” I said nervously.

“It all made sense after you and Riley reacted so strangely when I pulled out the bottle,” he said laughing. “I guess we both had secrets.”

“Well, I don’t have any more secrets up my sleeve. And I don’t need to know about any of yours that have happened after me,” I said as I began searching the tray for the perfect strawberry. He grabbed my hand before I could pick the one that caught my eye.

“There hasn’t been anyone after you,” he said quietly as he held my hand. I looked up to meet his gaze as it burned through me. I looked down at our hands as they rested on top of the tray of strawberries. You can’t. You can’t do this again.

“I promise that I was going to call you when I came back to Oklahoma for the meeting. I had every intention to reach out to you before Riley invited me to her wedding,” he said softly. I still stared at our hands because I was afraid to look into his eyes again. He removed the glass of wine from my hand and placed it on the bedside table. He took both of my hands into his and moved his head to where he was in my line of vision.

“Our tour starts at the end of next month, and I have little to no free time between now and then, but I want to make you another promise,” he said. I closed my eyes as I braced myself for what he was about to say next. “Every moment that I have even half of a day to spare, I will be coming to you or flying you to me,” he said. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the first moment I saw you in the airport.” I laughed as I felt the tears forming behind my eyelids.

“And I know what hurt you’re talking about because I have felt it too. Every Goddamn day since I left your Airbnb,” he said with a crack in his voice. I opened my teary eyes to see that his eyes matched mine. “So, if you are up for some traveling this summer, I would love for you–” but before he could finish his sentence, I shut him up with a kiss. Our first kiss since we said goodbye in Nashville. He pushed the tray of strawberries to the floor and pulled me closer to him on the bed. His hands held my face as my tongue parted his lips and we breathed each other in. The electricity I felt the moment we touched for the first time on the plane was still between us. It never left, and it never would.

The End