#wild how it creeps up on ya lmao

[orcelito]

I went on a war path against the gnats with my bug zapper & subsequently scared the Shit out of June Bug from all the snapping

Sorry girl

[fandomwritingbit]

William afton x (fem)reader - scarf

Warnings: smut basically just Will wanking. Dark themes - pervert William, inappropriate relationship. The unfortunate use of a good scarf.

Notes: minimal plot, I wrote this on the train, its barely proofread lmao

"See you later, Mr Emily!" you call over your shoulder, half slinging your jacket and handbag on your arm. It's been a long day, and you were much too eager to get out of this place, making you forget the scarf you'd worn this morning, that hung on a hook shared by some of the staff. It was a thin silky fabric, a gift from a friend and you've worn it pretty much every day since.

"Monday, y/n?" A voice calls after you, stopping you from slipping away out the fire door. You turn to see your other boss, clearly on his way out for a fag, cigarette in hand and all.

"Yeah. No worries. See ya, Mr Afton." You smile politely, hating to be reminded of the extra shift you'd picked up. Then finally making it outside, ready for at least several hours of sleep.

~

Yeah, you will see him on Monday, where hopefully you'll wear that cheeky little skirt again, Afton thought to himself, smirking. It really had been a pleasure to see you on your hands and knees cleaning up something some trainee had dropped, it left very little to his imagination and that could be a dangerous enough tool on its own. You were fast becoming his favourite thing to see rushing around the restaurant, but he hadn't quite worked on cornering you yet.

He was about to follow your path outside and spark up, but glancing to the left, he saw your forgotten article. Now, what had he done to deserve this? He couldn't help himself from grinning wide, fuck the smoke, he had a better idea. Snatching the scarf from the peg he struggled with the impulse to press it to his nose. Restraint, William, he reminded himself. But that had never been his strong suit.

With it in hand, he left through the fire door, scanning the empty car park, left for his car and Henry's, somewhat appropriately at opposite ends. Henry's right under a light, his in a pitch-black corner which just couldn't be better for what he was about to do. Tucking the now undesired cigarette behind his ear, he slipped in his car, locked the doors, and waited for the interior light to turn itself off.

It was then in the complete dark that he inhaled the scent of you on this scarf, pressing it to his face as his head leant back against the seat rest, sneering into the fabric. The smell of you drove him wild, God he'd been wasting time not calling you into his office and seeing what kind of knickers you had on under that fucking skirt. Holy shit.

Dirty thoughts materialised in his head and with a grunt he unfastened his belt, pulled down his fly and took his cock out. It had been a surprising fair while since he had last done this and in consequence, he found himself impatient. Breathing in your smell, he could almost taste you. You sweet, pretty little thing, you probably had no idea how just the small 'how are you's had driven him to stroking his cock with your scarf in his face like some kind of creep. Feeling himself close, his pace was rough with himself. God he was a fucking pervert, but he didn't feel the guilt he should, he'll he celebrated it because he knew he had a talent for making cute pieces like you into perverts too.

It was easy to imagine you on top of him, his hand on your throat, moving your body just how he wanted it. You clawing at him. He could make you scream, hate him and thank him all at the same time.

Pulling your scarf from his face, he bucked into his hand, biting the inside of his cheek to muffle the groan of him falling over the edge. He hadn't thought to get a tissue or something to the liking and shoved your garment into his lap to collect his release.

His head hit the headrest again, a half-smirk half-scowl on his face. He chuckled, well, you certainly weren't getting this back now.

[gamerbearmira]

Orchids and Lilies might be my new favorite AU and I need more of it now (please). I don't know if you already have any ideas for this AU, but I kinda took it and ran with it, so here ya go. It can be all about how Isabela realizes how awful she was to Mirabel and her slowly fixing that relationship one step at a time while also slowly creeping out of that senorita perfecta box, maybe even leading up to the events of the film and Isabela helping Mirabel save the miracle. It'd be really fun to see that, especially how differently the scenes with Bruno would go, I imagine some of the cracks inside Casita's walls would slowly fade as Isabela and Mirabel fix their relationship and Bruno might make that connection, maybe Isabela would even be a part of the original vision, standing next to Mira, with the vision not only showing a cracked Casita but a crack between the sisters. OH! and I've got the perfect idea for what Bruno's second vision would show, it would show Dolores! The girls will talk with Dolores who will admit she loves Mariano, and Isabela will admit she doesn't want to marry him, leading to Dolores having that "what else can I do" moment as she realizes her dreams aren't impossible, I imagine she'd go wild in her own way, detailing all of her romantic fantasies, it'd be so much fun. And yeah, Isabela would still be courting Mariano, the proposal dinner still happens too, she hasn't completely broken out of her golden child role, Mirabel may or may not know about how Isabela really feels.

YEAHHHHHH I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT GRAHHHHHG 🦅🦅

Honestly I'd love to give more, but this was sort of an idea I had festering in my drafts and randomly decided to finally draw for 😭 I didn't get very far, at least not past the points in the post.

BUT YOUR IDEAS ARE SO COOL❗❗ I definitely did imagine and want them to get closer and make up, like I said, it's essentially a canon divergent; a "what-if" for what would happen if they made up soon in a way??? Anyway, they def pull up to Luisa too, she's not a major focus but they figure it out pretty fast. If they got problems, Lord knows the others do too 😭😭 anyway, I think Mirabel might have an idea on how Isabela feels and pieces it together, pretty quickly, idk

Anyway, yes!!! Dolores!!!! I do also agree that Isabela hasn't completely broken out of the mold. Not quite. But you know, it does help that Dolores does confess. How she goes wild I have no idea yet 🤓☝ but maybe they do try and come up with a plan to either stall or cancel the dinner or mess it up somehow without anyone getting in trouble. You know making it seem like an accident.

Silly idea that since Luisa's problem might be resolved earlier, it could go to Camilo cause. Where's harm in focusing on the warm siblings. Antonio's fine lmao but. Idk Camilo feels like he's always seen as another person and not himself??? Like people always ask him to use his gift to be someone else but not him and he just wants to be him. Bro needs to drop the mask and be straightforward 👹👹👹

This is low effort but 🌚

[delightfuldevin]

Bowsario AU fic (No Title cause I’m bad at titles)

Summary: With super powered villains creeping up all over the world, it was obvious for Mario that he wanted to get into the hero business. Most other heroes had powers of their own, too, but Mario would just have to make do with the temporary magic granted to him by the mysterious plants he tended to. What happens, then, when his face strikes fear into not just the villains he fights, but even the civilians he tries to save? How is he meant to be a hero when he's associated with one of the most powerful villains in the world?

Silly little au thing that popped into my brain as soon as I saw this prompt and I had to write it. I didn’t know how to end it so apologies that it just sorta cuts off. Also I hc Mario to be semi verbal, so he doesn’t speak in this. It’s hard to write characters who don’t speak (as someone who talks a lot lmao) so bear with me here,,

***

Mario is easily the most well known hero around here. Sure, he had a rough start being the new guy in a big city, but once he proved his capabilities, everyone would come to him for just about anything. He's an inspiration to all, having graduated top of his class from one of the most prestigious hero academies without any natural born powers at all. Turns out, all you really need is a green thumb and the right kind of seeds. Those "fire flowers" of his can pack just as much a punch as any pyromancer.

"Ready to head out, bro?" Mario smiles as his younger twin throws his arm over his shoulder. Luigi had attended the academy with him and, against all odds, graduated with a score just under his. He always knew his brother could make it with him, even if no one else did, even Luigi himself. The guy doesn't know his own strength, but Mario does. After living in the city for the first few years after graduating, the brothers decided to move back to their hometown. If they were going to make a difference in the world, they wanted to start in the place they call home.

The plane ride was uneventful, and soon enough they're in the airport of their hometown. "Say, you think Peach will remember us?" Luigi asks absently as they wait for their luggage on the conveyor belt. Why wouldn't she, Mario thinks to himself. It's only been six years since they saw her last. If she did forget them, he'd definitely give her an earful about it. Suddenly, they hear a scream.

"Help! Somebody stop him!" A masked Beanish man runs through the airport, carrying a bag as a Toad woman chases after him. She was the one who had screamed before, still calling after him. Easily coming to a conclusion, Mario jumps into action, stopping the Beanish man in his tracks.

"Out of the way, red! No one stops Popple the Shadow Thief!" This guy seems weak enough, so Mario readies to fight him with his bare hands, leaving the fire flowers in his pocket. "Oh, you wanna tussle, ey? Fine then! I'll pummel ya and take whatever ya got, too!" This Popple fellow seemed not to have gotten a good look at Mario's face before, because once he does, he suddenly starts trembling, shrinking back from him.

"W-wait a second, you're–!" He pauses and puts the Toad woman's bag down on the floor slowly, hands up as if trying to appease a wild beast. "S-sorry about this, truly! I-I didn't mean none of what I said to ya, I swear!" And just like that, Popple runs off at an even higher speed than when he was trying to escape the woman in the first place.

Eyebrow raised in confusion, Mario stoops down to pick up the bag and walks it over to its owner. "Oh, thank you so much, kind sir." Mario smiles as she cranes her neck up to look at him, her short stature preventing her from seeing him properly. But the second she sees his face, her eyes widen enough to pop out of her skull and she lets out a terrified squeak, hurrying away from him. Okay, what happened with that thief was odd, but this was even stranger. He had just helped her; why did she look so afraid of him? He turns over to Luigi, who had dragged both their bags over to him.

"Well, that was weird... right?" Still dumbfounded, Mario grabs his bag from Luigi and the two of them make their way out of the airport.

The rest of their short walk to their old home went quite the same as their time in the airport. The second anyone got a good look at Mario's face, they'd run away in terror. "Maybe you'd make a better villain instead, bro!" Luigi jokes as he unlocks the door to their house. Mario knows he means it lightheartedly, but it does get to him a bit. Why was he garnering such a reaction from everyone around him? He hadn't been around for six years, and he was only the kindest and sweetest to everyone before he left. Maybe some bad rumors spread about him while he was gone... But how did that happen?

"Hey, cheer up!" Luigi exclaims, noticing how his "joke" hadn't gone over so well. "Let's go see Peach! She doesn't know we're back in town yet!" He pats Mario's back, and the older twin forces a smile. For a brief moment, he worries that Peach will react the same way as everyone else, but he knows that wouldn't happen. She knows him better than anyone...

One of the upsides about having a best friend who's royalty is that you don't have to put in any effort to remember where they live. After all, how could you miss the giant marble castle standing proudly at the edge of the town? Mario ignores the stares he gets as he and Luigi walk through town and to the front of the castle. The Toad guards in front smile as Luigi approaches, but, like everyone else, freeze up when they see Mario.

"H-halt! Y-you... you can't come in here...!" The guards try to put on brave faces, speaking as firmly as possible, but their trembling voices aren't very convincing.

"Hey hey, easy, pals," Luigi tries, hands out to show he's not a threat. "We're friends of the Princess. Tell her Mario and Luigi are here to see her. She'll vouch for us!"

"Uh, okay, wait here then," the green Toad says, eying the brothers suspiciously.

"No, I wanna go tell her!" the purple Toad whisper-shouts.

"I'll tell her! You stay here!"

"I don't wanna stay here with him!"

"Shut up and deal with it! I'll be right back!" Before the purple Toad could retaliate again, the green one goes into the castle. Mario keeps up a smile as they wait, hoping to calm the purple Toad's nerves, but it doesn't seem to be working. Though it feels like hours pass, it must've only been a few minutes when they hear the Princess's voice on the other side of the door.

"I understand your concern, Toadsworth, but if a villain is polite enough to wait at my door before attacking, I'm willing to hear them out." The door swings open as the Princess, the green Toad guard, and a brown elderly Toad come out, though the elderly Toad immediately slides behind the Princess's dress in fear. "Maybe it's not as bad as it–" She pauses as her eyes fall upon the twins. Again, Mario fears the worst. But then, her mouth spreads into a wide grin, turning up her eyelids and making her cheeks plump.

"Oh my gosh!" She throws her arms around them, pulling them both against her. "Why didn't you tell me you guys were coming back today?! I would've planned something!"

"Nice to see you, too, Princess," Luigi laughs, returning her hug. With all the weird reactions he's been getting lately, Mario is taken aback to actually be receiving a warm welcome. But he smiles sincerely, laughing too, as he squeezes her as tight as he can. Peach loosens her grip on them, turning to look at the green Toad guard.

"Now why would you tell me there was a villain at my door when it was my two best friends I haven't seen in years?" Mario's smile begins to fall hearing that.

"W-well, y'know... On account of his association with... him..." Association with who? So he was right about there being some rumor about him, but what was it and why?

“Uh, Princess… What’s going on?” Luigi asks. “Ever since we arrived, everyone’s been giving Mario weird looks, and what’s this about him being a villain?!”

“News probably hasn’t spread to the city you were studying in. It did happen somewhat recently…” Peach sighs, bringing her hand to her forehead. Then, she smiles brightly, going to stand between the brothers and wrapping her arms in theirs. “Let’s go inside and have a seat. I’ll explain everything. Toadsworth!” The old brown Toad flinches upon hearing his name, still uneasy in Mario’s presence. “Be a dear and prepare us some tea, will you?”

“C-certainly, Your Highness!” The old Toad wastes no time, spinning on his heels and hurrying back inside, eager to make himself scarce. Meanwhile, Peach leads her best friends to the sitting room, which is the first room on the right when entering through the castle’s front door. They sit on the plush dark pink couches, remaining in antsy silence as Toadsworth returns with the requested tea.

Toadsworth’s hands tremble as he pours the tea. Luigi smiles and thanks him and he nods in response, but at Mario’s smile, the old Toad flinches again, nearly dropping the teapot. “Oh, for Stars’ sake, Toadsworth! Get over it!” Peach finally exclaims. “It’s Mario! You know him! He’s been my best friend since we were infants!“

“Y-yes, of course… F-forgive me.” Peach sighs again in exasperation, taking a sip of her tea before continuing to the brothers.

“So, as you might’ve guessed, a lot has happened since you went away to study. Goodness, where to start… Do you guys remember Bowser?” Mario and Luigi exchange unsure glances. “He went to high school with us? He was an exchange student from the Koopa Kingdom.” Again, the brothers exchange looks, before a metaphorical lightbulb goes off in Luigi’s head.

“Oh, right yeah! Remember, bro? He used to always pick fights with you?” That’s when Mario’s memory comes back as well. Bowser, huh… He was a strange guy. From the minute he arrived at the school, he seemed like trouble. He’d always try to insert himself into any situation, like he just had to be the center of attention. He’d even tried to get Peach to go out with him, despite knowing every guy in school had their eyes on her and would most definitely fight him over her.

But by far the strangest thing about him was the fact that he’d keep trying to antagonize Mario somehow. At first, Mario thought it was because he was friends with Peach, but Bowser never targeted Luigi and even after Peach made it clear she wasn’t going to date anyone, he would still try to bother him. At first, he’d really try to pick fist fights with him, but then it started devolving into silly little pranks that an elementary kid would do, like putting a jack-in-the-box in his locker or filling his shoes with candy during gym.

“Yeah, well, after graduation, right after you guys left, he returned to the Koopa Kingdom,” Peach continues. “I don’t know how it happened, but somehow he overthrew the Koopa King and he’s been ruling the kingdom ever since.”

“Uh… good for him…?” Luigi says with a shrug, confusion in his tone and on his face. “But what does he have to do with Mario?”

“He’s also become the most dangerous villain on the continent, and his power is only growing stronger. And after he ascended to the throne, he announced publicly that he’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt Mario.” Both brothers nearly choke on their tea. No wonder everyone thinks Mario is associated with a villain, but why would Bowser go to such lengths? It’s not like they were even friends. If anything, it seemed like Bowser couldn’t even stand being in the same room as him. “Well, he did have that little crush on you in high school, but I didn’t think he’d go this far…” Mario barely registers what the Princess just said, but when he does, his eyes go wide and he freezes up.

It’s obvious that Mario would be surprised about someone he went to school with becoming a powerful villain, but Peach soon realizes that that’s not the only thing that surprises him. “…I take it from your reaction that you didn’t know about his crush, huh?” Mario can only shake his head slowly, eyes still wide. “You knew, right, Luigi?”

“I mean, I didn’t guess it was a crush per se, but I could definitely tell he had some kinda complex goin’ on with my bro.”

“I would’ve said something, but I thought you already knew and were purposefully ignoring all the weird stuff he kept doing to get your attention. In any case, that’s the long and short of it. It didn’t take long for everyone’s perception of you to change. Even if it was clear you were aspiring to become a hero, the second Bowser announced any kind of relation to you, everyone became scared of your return.”

Once he recovers from the shock, Mario’s expression changes to that of determination. He’s going to become a hero no matter what, and his first step from here must be confronting Bowser. He hasn’t seen him in years and he wouldn’t even know what to say, but he has to go clear all of this up. He can’t become a hero if everyone is afraid of even being in his presence. So, he stands up and places his tea cup down on the table. There’s no time to lose. It’s off to the Koopa Kingdom with him.

[silvercap]

I may be late to this but what about 🩺 or 🍁?

Two opposites lmao but whichever and whoever ya want<3

Not late at all! I'll write as many as people send me :))

🩺🍁Scared of the Doctor and Fall Treats

“Are there any more pumpkin cookies left?” Leon asks faintly from his spot on Piers’ lap, long legs stretched out over the couch under a soft knitted blanket that had been part of Claire and Jill’s autumn gift basket, delivered to their doorstep a few days ago. Pier’s can feel him shivering, weak and sick as he is from being unable to keep anything down for almost twenty-four hours, now. He’s been complaining of nasty stomach cramps, a swollen feeling that Piers worries could be appendicitis, despite how adamantly Leon insists it’s not.

“Will you let that go, already? Those aren’t easy on your stomach,” Piers mutters, glancing over to check the time on his watch. “Why don’t you try some soup, instead?”

Leon makes a face.

“Claire said they’d go bad by the end of the week, and I want to enjoy them before then. Besides, they’re good, and I feel better.” He’s whining a bit, stubbornly trying to weasel himself out of eating healthy for what feels like the hundredth time today, and Piers sighs.

“You say that every time, and then what happens? Just let your stomach settle, first, and you can eat as many as you want when you’re not sick. I still think we should go to the walk-in clinic.”

Leon makes a face at that, pushing himself into an upright position.

“No. I don’t feel like being poked and prodded and… injected, today.” He shudders, and Piers fights down a wave of irritation. He understands Leon’s dislike for doctors; really, he does, but he’s starting to get worried, and Leon refuses to even consider getting looked at. He watches carefully as Leon rises shakily to his feet, stretching with a yawn. “I am hungry, though.”

He saunters off towards the kitchen, the clatter of the cookie jar almost immediately rattling around the house. Piers does his best not to seethe. Why the hell is he in love with such a pigheaded man? He knows he’s not exactly the easiest to bargain with, but Jesus. He stands after a long minute, scowling.

“Leon,” he calls as he rounds the corner, not bothering to hide his exasperation. “I swear to God, if you’re digging through the cookies again, I’ll—”

He stops short, met by the sight of Leon, collapsed and heaving for air on the kitchen floor. He’s pale, leaned up against the cabinets as he struggles for breath, and Piers throws himself to his knees in an instant.

“Leon?” he asks urgently, meeting wild blue eyes with his own panicked gaze. “Leon, what’s wrong?” God, has his appendix burst? Does Piers need to call and ambulance? Leon shakes his head, half-eaten pumpkin cookie still in hand.

“C-can’t breathe,” he wheezes, raising a trembling hand to sweep through his hair, and its then that Piers notices the raised, red rash creeping across the underside of his wrist. He eyes the cookie, noticing the tiny flecks of spices and sugar decorating its pretty orange surface, suddenly recalling the recipe that had been pinned to the gift wrap. Sugar, pumpkin, butter and eggs; vanilla, baking soda, and spices. Cinnamon, cloves…

“Leon,” Piers asks calmly, gently pressing his fingers to Leon’s thundering radial pulse. “How often do you eat nutmeg?”

“I–I don’t know,” Leon manages, eyes widening even further. His eyelids are puffy, something Piers had attributed to lack of sleep, and he knows with certainty that he’s right. Leon groans, letting himself slump against the cabinets. “Don’t tell me I’m—”

“We’re going to the hospital,” Piers announces, shaking his head. “I’m not playing around with anaphylaxis.”

Leon eyes the cookie mournfully.

“You don’t suppose I could finish this, first?”

Piers feels his eye twitch.

“No.”

[chameleon-on-lsd]

Tatort Berlin (Der Gute Weg) liveblogging

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[alolowrites]

The Nightly Adventures of a Lost Shopper

Summary: Getting lost at night is one thing. But stumbling upon some crazy beating in a musty back alley? Yeah, no thanks. 

Author’s Note: Soooooo, it’s almost been a month since my last story 😅 Work life and gym life really are keeping me busy. Anyways, I was inspired by a prompt I saw on Tumblr and like always, I had to run with this stupid idea lmao.  Please enjoy! 

Genre: Mafia!AU (if you squint lol) Warnings: Mentions of blood (just a smudge really); reader having no self-control when it comes to grocery shopping loll  Word Count: 1.6K+

You stand underneath a flickering streetlight, swiveling your head left and right as though you’re checking for some car to drive by. Everything is so eerily quiet that a squeaky noise makes you jump on the spot. You crane your neck up and sigh—it’s just a lonely traffic light swinging mindlessly in the breeze.

The yellow light blinks nonstop, unaware if it’s broken or maybe it does, and the thing really doesn’t care anymore. You don’t blame the poor traffic light; the streets are more dead than a groundskeeper working the midnight shift at the local cemetery. At least the worker knows where they are.

You, on the other hand, don’t and admit defeat. “Damnit, I’m lost.”

A hiss escapes your lips, and you grip the grocery bags that weigh like a stack of bricks. In hindsight, you should have created a shopping list. There’s a reason why you can’t be trusted with buying your groceries without some plan. Now you’re standing at an empty corner all alone in the middle of nowhere, dealing with two screaming arms and muttering a curse at your dead phone with the awful battery life.

“Alright, let’s just go this way,” you mutter and trudge forward, praying that your bags don’t tear open. You can only handle one problem at a time. Yet, your life is anything but simple. The universe always has something up its sleeve for you, just waiting for the right moment to strike.

Your bags might be intact, and there aren’t any dark clouds threatening to rain on your parade, but you do hear loud grunts in the far distance. They cut through the deafening silence almost instantly. You quirk an eyebrow and waddle closer, curiosity getting the best of you.  

Big mistake.

In front of you is a man screaming in agony, crouched over as he endures powerful punches from the red beast towering over him. The blows never stop, each one more brutal and vicious than the last. No shred of mercy given despite the desperate pleads howling into the deep night. You watch helplessly as the final punch is thrown. The sheer force alone breaks the man’s ribs so hard that a sharp pop echoes throughout the narrow alley.

The red-haired guy tugs his personal punching bag and growls, “You ready to talk now?”

“Yes-s.”

“Good, so where’s the money you owe us?”

“At a secret hideout,” he rasps, blood dripping out his swollen mouth. “I-I can take you there a-and give you the money-y. I promise!”

He gets dropped like an old sack. “Drag him to the car.”

“Got it, Big Red.”

Said man finally turns around, and your heart stops. His bright red eyes land on you, blinking in surprise. You stare back at him, wondering if you can just crawl into the disgusting dumpster and hide there. But you don’t move a muscle nor say a word, too shocked at what you’ve just witnessed.

Oh my god, am I an accomplice? You grip the bags tighter in your hands, and his eyes glance at them before looking at you again. Eventually, you mentally slap yourself out of your stupor, blurting out the first thing on your mind.

“I’m sorry!” You stumble backward, legs shaking for dear life. “I-I didn’t see anything! I’m just—gah!”

You spin on your heel, wobbling out of there before who knows what could happen to you. Getting lost at night is one thing. But stumbling upon some crazy beating in a musty back alley? Yeah, no thanks.

“Hey, wait!”

You freeze at the sound of his voice—it’s rough and commanding but not too intimidating. His footsteps falter, and you quietly count to ten before turning around, your bags rustling behind your legs. The man (Big Red was it?) stares at you, almost like he’s figuring out where you fit in this bizarre puzzle he’s trying to solve.

Meanwhile, your eyes bounce between him and the barely conscious punching bag that’s being dragged to the black SUV, leaving a trail of red droplets in its wake. You swallow a tiny gulp; this is all too much.  

“Listen, I swear I didn’t see anything,” you exclaim, jumping on the defense. Seconds later, you wince at your mistake. “Okay, that’s a lie, b-but I promise I won’t say a word! I mean, not like I can call the cops on you since my phone is dead—”

“Huh? Wait a sec—”

“—which is honestly terrible since I’m lost! Do you know how long I’ve been walking all night? I’ll tell you: an eternity! And my arms feel like they’re about to fall apart any second now because these bags,” you shake them like a pair of maracas, “ are heavy!”

“Hey—”

At this point, you start airing out all your grievances in one go.

“I think there’s a pebble inside my left shoe, rolling around like it owns the place. My house keys keep pinching me against my hip, and one of my shoelaces feels so loose that it’s probably untied, waiting for me to trip.” Suddenly, the stress becomes overwhelming that your lips quiver. “It’s super late right now. I’m all alone and scared and—and,” you thrash the bags while wailing, “and my ice cream is melting!”

You inhale sharply like a person reaching the water’s surface after a deep dive. Your face is flushed, and your heart beats a mile per second, the adrenaline soaring through your veins as you finish your explosive rant. Eventually, you calm down and remember who is standing in front of you. Big Red looks on in astonishment, his mouth gaping like a fish.

...I can’t believe I just did that.

“Oh, god. I...I-I’m sorry,” you stammer, ducking your head and closing your eyes as a feeble attempt to protect yourself. “Please don’t hurt me!”

“Hurt you?” You bravely peek at Big Red, who sports a concerned look. He cautiously steps forward with his hands raised. “I don’t wanna hurt you, trust me.”

You snap your head up in disbelief. “Y-You don’t?”

“Of course not,” he says, giving you a gentle smile that washes some of your fears away. Big Red takes another step closer. “Why would you think that I’d hurt you?”

You give him a ridiculous stare. “No offense, but you did beat up that guy into a bloody pulp; I’m pretty sure he has no ribs left.”

Big Red laughs, catching you off guard. He jerks his thumb at the parked car and gives you a lopsided grin. “Oh, him? He’s just business. I would never harm an innocent civilian, though. It’s part of the code.”

“Part of the code?” You scrunch your eyebrows. Then it hits you. “Oh...Ohhh.”

Everything makes sense now. The suspicious, burly men with fancy suits. The rather gruesome violence in a random yet bare alleyway. The vague demand for money that’s owed. Yup, you walked into an unfortunate episode with the mafia; just your luck. You raise one finger, mouth ready to say something but then decide against it.

Big Red notices your hesitation, scratching behind his neck like a guilty puppy. “Look, I’m sorry you had to see that. I didn’t mean to scare ya’ with all the blood and violence and, well, you know…” He laughs awkwardly, making the corners of your lips quirk.

His voice is so soft and gentle that your breath hitches. It’s unbelievable that this is the same man who was growling like a wild beast before. The memory fades away as you judge his words, realizing that there isn’t any malicious intent behind them; he is honest and sincere.

Perhaps Big Red is right—maybe he won’t hurt you. If he did, he would have done it by now. Instead, he flashes a friendly grin that brightens the entire block, unlike those deadbeat street lights. The grin alone is enough to make you relax and crack a small smile at him.

“Alrighty then,” you hum, tapping one finger on your grocery bag that miraculously hasn’t broken yet. Stepping back, you start making your exit. “I guess I’ll leave you to finish your, um, business.”

“Whoa, hold on!” Big Red squeezes your shoulder, stopping you mid-way. Without warning, he tugs the bags out of your grasp. You jump as his massive hands momentarily brush along your skin, making you fumble over your words like an idiot. Big Red then shouts over his shoulder to his buddies. “Go on without me, guys. I gotta help this sweet peanut here get back home.”

Your eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. Sweet peanut? Get back home? Him carrying your grocery bags?

“Please, you really don’t need to—”

“I want to,” he cuts you off, his warm eyes and boyish grin leaving you speechless. Big Red adjusts the bags without breaking a single sweat. “Listen, you’ve been through a lot tonight; let me take you back home.”

You gawk at him. “Are you sure?”

“Yup!” He puffs out his chest and gives you a wink. “Besides, you won’t be scared or alone when you’re with me.”

Well, you can’t argue with that.

“I guess I won’t,” you chuckle, bowing your head slightly. “Thank you, Big Red.”

“Kirishima.”

“What?”

“My name is Kirishima,” he repeats, a blush creeping on his cheeks. “But-t Big Red is fine, too.”

You share your name and cheekily joke, “But Sweet Peanut is fine, too.”

Kirishima’s face lights up like the stars scattered across the night sky, absolutely smitten with you to the bone. He purposefully takes the longest route back to your house, hoping to spend as much time with you as possible. Luckily, you don’t mind—he is charming and sweet.

Guess it wasn’t so bad getting lost after all.

As always, thanks for reading! 

[romancemoving]

🖤 + viko/nirote!

✨ @emptyvictory. meme. super selectively still accepting!

my muse’s initial impression of yours.

charming! in a weird way lol... i don’t know what it is about men walking around looking a little sour / depressed / neutral bordering on slightly sad but he flagged niko down because he needed someone to talk to. and yes the ruse was uh... it wuz Ridiculous, rory. bizarre. it worked tho didnt it.... lmao. it certainly worked! once virote admitted to niko that he lied about needing to go get that uh. you know. the thing. the object in which i will not be typing cuz i dont wanna die from embarrassment LKJGFDKLGHDKJFD. anyway after admitting it was a lie and getting to talk to niko on that night, he really liked his energy. he thought niko was super cool.

my muse’s favorite physical attribute of yours.

his nose, actually... a sniffer with a pretty shape. when they’re chillin in bed in the morning or whatever, virote’s always running his index finger along the bridge. he just thinks its so cute... :”( also very attracted to his semi-permanently furrowed brow. i can’t even tell you why on that one.

my muse’s favorite personality attribute of yours.

tbh???? niko being a smartass lol. its the dry humor for him!!! yeah niko can come off as an asshole. but virote really likes that lol and i guess it's because their humor is really compatible. vi's humor has its ranges in terms of how he expresses it and how he receives it, but there's something about niko's that hits that funny bone and gets him cracking up. niko’s the funniest person vi knows.

a moment that made my muse realize how much they care about yours.

oh oh you know... being at the pier on vespucci, catching a morning sun. talking. and then just seeing niko smile a little bit. that was pretty early on in their friendship too. hes always cared about niko! from a platonic level back then, he cared very deeply about him. seeing niko relaxed and enjoying his day really made virote care. after that, he wanted to make niko smile more often. even at the expense of him being kind of a dummy but vi's a cute dummy so its fine...

something my muse never found the words to say to yours.

he’s pretty blunt with niko... he’s always been open with him. from day 1. sooooo... :)

something my muse wishes they had never said to yours.

he whole butt plug thing, rory. the whole dialogue. that whole thing. the speech. virote really sat there in the sands of vespucci beach, fixed his lips, and opened his mouth to say all of that. and it wasnt even true!!! so not only did he lie, he made himself look like a weirdo and it wasnt even necessary!!!!!!!! just a whole stupid ass all around.

something your muse does that makes mine feel safe.

vi feels the safest with niko just existing in general. niko would obviously protect him with his life... i made a few metas on how virote seeks companionship in men that he knows won't hurt him as badly as his ex did. niko's the exact opposite of that asshole. and sure niko's done awful things. from killing to stealing to drug peddling etc etc, but virote's never felt safer with someone in the wild, wild west of los santos. physically and emotionally. niko being a fortress of strength of the mind and body... ya man that makes vi feel cozy tbh.

something your muse does that makes mine smile.

playing w. kikimora... look he didnt think niko would like her! esp since she has such an unnerving stare, sometimes... he knows it creeps folks out. she can't help it, that's just how she looks. :( but when he sees niko interacting with his cat, he smiles so much... kikimora is his life and his joy. like he wouldnt be as together if he didn't have her. when he says kikimora is his daughter, he means it. so it's so nice to see niko bond with. so much that they will be moving in together because she's clingy... she really is iconic. she does it all. she chose her step dad lkjfldgkjdf.

something my muse wants to protect yours from.

remember that thing i said about virote digging up the dead body of jimmy pegorino and kicking it a billion times. ????? vi's gonna hop on that plane to liberty xcity. how dare you fuck up niko's life like that. like yes, niko did shoot him in the head. but he deserves to be dug up and kicked. vi’s gonna use his skeletal system as a xylophone.

vi, in liberty city, literally kicking a dead body: I HATE YOUR FUCKING NAME. IT SOUNDS LIKE A CHEESE. ITALIAN-AMERICAN RAVIOLI, SPAGHETTI SAUCE ASS.

ways my muse says ‘ i love you ’ without saying those words.

niko's insomnia is really, really bad and virote's insomnia is kinda bad, but he takes medication for it. but when niko forreal can't even think of getting sleep, virote stays up with him. even if they don't talk. not a single word gotta be said. he'll be there with niko, in silence, and stay up with him until he can't anymore. he just don't want niko feeling alone and getting too lost in his head during those times. :( if he can bring comfort during those times, he will. might go get him some water and give him a few kisses. 

[evphology]

— [ ✎ . . . . ] ; this is for you, @kodzukenscorner!

happy, happy birfday, angel 🥺 you hold such a dear place in my heart since you’re the first person i’ve ever talked to here on tumblr. i was so hesitant to reach out, so when you welcomed me and treated me so kindly, i decided that tumblr wasn’t such a bad place after all. so thank you so much for being such a sweetheart, because if it wasn’t for you, i wouldn’t have met many other moots or even posted anything.

n e ways, i know i’m very inexperienced with the whole writing/headcanons thingy, but i do hope that you still enjoy this just as much as i enjoy your content. p.s. is the gif working?��

➞ the day starts off with an unusual message from your boyfriend of 10 months — it was an audio message with his morning voice greeting you with a ‘happy birthday, my sweet angel, i can’t wait to see you in an hour’

➞ he usually sends you a simple good morning text, so to receive a voice message with more than just a ‘good morning’? you legit thought you were still dreaming

➞ you two usually meet at the school gates, but today was different; he greeted you at your doorsteps with the dorkiest smile a person could ever muster, and a big bouquet of your favourite flowers in his free hand

➞ “happy birthday, love” is the first thing he says before he gives you a hug and a soft peck on your cheeks, which is sooo different from you two’s usual simple good morning greetings; he also holds your hand all the way to school 🥺 you ended up thinking he was on something because it was so unusual of him to show affection unless you’re both alone

➞ you see that the whole vbc’s waiting for you and akaashi at the school gates, and the moment bokuto’s wandering eyes landed on you two, this man just turns into a megaphone that only speaks birthday greetings

“y/n! hey, hey, hey! happy birthday! it’s your birthday— your special day!”

“bokuto-san, do you really have to announce it to the whole world?”

“...but that’s impossible. they can’t hear me all the way in a different country...”

➞ now everyone in fukurodani academy knows that it’s your birthday whether you like it or not (you’re also carrying this big bouquet of flowers, so maybe because of that, too) so expect greetings from left to right

➞ if akaashi was being completely honest, he didn’t even want the others to know that it’s your bday since he wanted it to be a special occasion that you two would celebrate privately; but he realized that he would be such a selfish boyfriend, so now he’s just enduring the slight hint of jealousy he feels with the massive amount of attention that you’re getting (bcause he still wanted you to pay lots of attention to him, not the other guys wishing you a happy bday🥺)

➞ he made you a bento box filled with your favourite food that he all made from scratch — most of it were shaped into hearts; he also fed you, which again, is sooo out of character for him (pls appreciate his efforts)

➞ the teacher asked you to stay after classes to help them with something, and so you couldn’t hang out with the vbc like you usually do after school, but akaashi ofc stayed behind for you since there wasn’t a volleyball practice scheduled

➞ when you finally got done, he asks you if you wanted a piggy-back ride and hang out at his house for a bit — ofc you accept — and now he’s carrying you back to his place with the smallest and softest smile on his lips (he was having so much heart palpitations from nervousness, omg help the poor boi)

➞ okay, so i won’t lie, they planned a surprise bday party for you; the reason why the vbc left early was to prepare it at akaashi’s house, and they actually asked the teacher to make you stay a lil’ longer since they needed time to prepare

➞ but the thing is, when you neared his house, you heard an oh-so familiar muffled voice screech “y/n’s here! she’s he—“ and you see bokuto’s figure getting dragged away from the living room window 😭 so much for a surprise... but he’s just really excited as well, okie?

➞ akaashi sighs and asks you to pretend that you didn’t hear nor see that since the vbc (and him, but he didn’t want to say that) worked really hard for the bday surprise

➞ so you turn the knob, akaashi behind you, and you haven’t even fully opened the door but you’re already tackled in a bear hug by yukie, konoha, and bokuto — akaashi catches you from behind to stabilize your stance again and he literally had the deadliest glare set on the trio, so ofc they back away but not too suspiciously

“you guys forgot to pop your streamers.”

“oh, yeah! wait— there you go! happy, happy, happy birthday, y/n!”

➞ tbh, akaashi ended up ust being on the sidelines for the most part of the party; he wanted you to enjoy your special day with everyone else you loved without having to worry about him; seeing and hearing your beautiful laugh and smile was already more than he could ask for

➞ when it was times for presents though, he made sure that he was sat right next to you— his hand was also resting on the small of your back the entire time you opened the presents you received from the vbc and his parents (yes, you’ve already met his parents and they love you so much)

➞ everyone finally finished giving you their presents (it’s your usual designer bags, shoes, money, etc. though bokuto actually bought you a huge owl cake for a present) so it was finally your beau’s turn

➞ you could see a soft hue of red creeping up from his neck and little beads of sweat on his forehead, but it’s because he’s so nervous, okay? 🥺 he’s never been so affectionate with you in public, so this was very different to him

➞ he first gave you a box filled with various things: clothing, snacks, makeup, perfume, lotion, etc.

➞ once you gave his cheek a kiss to thank him and thought that that was that, he pulls out a velvet box and bro, when i tell you everyone went wild, they went wild

“akaashi, no! you’re too young!”

“bokuto-san, this isn’t a—“

“i don’t want to be old yet 😭 i can’t be your kids’ uncle, i don’t have money yet.. i don’t even know how to boil water! please, akaash—“

“...ahem. sorry about that, akaashi, pls continue 🙂”

“thank you, konoha-san.”

➞ it was the ring you were eyeing when you two went on a shopping date last month

➞ you could see his hands shaking as he held it out for you to put yours in; he slowly put the breathtaking ring on your ring finger (bokuto almost lost it bcause he legit thought it was a proposal) once it was perfectly placed, he let out a breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding in

“this isn’t a proposal, i know that we’re both too young for that... perhaps in the future, but this is a promise ring. i know we haven’t been together for long, but you give me so much happiness and motivation; you just make my life so much better and you fill it with love everyday. so this is a ring to symbolize that i’ll continue to love you and wait until the day comes when i can finally switch this with an ᵉⁿᵍᵃᵍᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ ʳⁱⁿᵍ”

➞ then kith... he kissed you... while people are around... let alone in front of them?! chaos has began: bokuto almost faint, yukie’s squealing, konoha’s in a state of distress because of the ace, kaori’s being emotional and wiping the tears from her eyes, onaga, sakurui, and komi were cheering their homeboy on, while washio just has a huge smile on his face

➞ but while chaos unfolded and surrounded you and akaashi, you two were both too lost in each other’s eyes that shined with pure adoration and love; every sound was muffled, but the soft and genuine whisper of ‘i love you so much’ that fell from his lips, you heard loud and clear

➞ to say the least, it was by far the best birthday you’ve ever experienced, and akaashi has now made it his mission to surpass it every year ‧₊˚✩彡

lmao, this is so short, forgive me but you said short hcs so i didn’t want to make it too long 🥺 anyways happy birthday again! hope you enjoy this... whatever this thing is that i’ve made. love ya’, angel!

p.s. can you teach me how to write hcs? cause like how do you make yours sound so good 😭 i’m legit confuzzled

[readbythestarlight]

c2e110

Did they lose all their hacker abilities lol

"Oh my GameCube" ajslakskjsla

"1.21 gigaflops"

The drama!

"Oh last hack! For justice!"

This is so hacking stupid xD

"Oh who? Oh jeeze. Those are some pretty doohickeys you’ve got on your arm there."

"Holy shift!"

I love those stupid ads

[[MORE]]

I just remembered what happened at the end of last week and now I’m suffering

Mmm I don’t like the idea that he’s an "ongoing" experiment vs an old failed one

Uh... someone hug him??

"I am like them. I... was like them. I...am like them..." Oh baby.

I forgot he hadn’t shared with everyone yet and now it hurts

C: "I liked being seen as I should have been. Or could have been."

Thank you, Jester! Where’s the group hug, someone initiate a group hug.

Also I just realized Veth won’t be there at dinner?? Right?

B: "no one blames you."

C: "heh... one person does."

Oh wait good it’s tomorrow so Veth will be able to be there

My god, they are exactly the chaotic aunts and uncles we all knew they’d be

Word of recall sounds VERY handy

We’re not going to make it to dinner and before break and I’m going to have to be in suspense until I can finish it tomorrow

New book harness!

lmao Jester this outfit is elaborate

LOL Jester you’re gonna break the shopkeeper

This does sound really cute for Veth

Awww she’s doing a little Keyleth imitation

Everyone: elaborate outfits

Fjord: coat plz

Give them Nonagon as a name, Beau

It’s wild that there’s NOTHING?

Oh good break just in time for me to sleep

I’m back and I’m still not ready

So like obviously attacking Trent here in own dojo would be dumb

Not that I think this is where that’s headed but hey

I haaaate Trent he’s such a creep

LOL picking on Wulf

Caduceus lol

He’s such a creep making his creepy power moves

Mind ya damn business Ickythong

Don’t compare yourself to them, you FREAK

W: "you, what are you?"

Cad: "Vegetarian, so I hope the meal reflects that."

Catch me crack whipping Wulf/Cad

Ooo they trying to get the inside deets

Don’t tell them NOTHIN’

"You might not inquire." YAS Jester

He’s a creeeeep and I haaaate him

PLEASE succeed that deception check

It did sound like he said "tissue"

He did NOT know what he’s getting into with the M9

Oh shit is this the one Essek killed after Caleb talked to her

It is oh boy

Caleb isn’t being especially subtle, not that I can blame him

How... diplomatic of him. But still def suggesting war.

Cad and Jester calling him on his shit I am LIVING for it

lmao Beau stealing the thunder of Astrid’s showing off

Fuck off Astrid

"I have good friends. Good people." Buuuurn

The way Trent keeps "tripping up" over Caleb’s name

And also like how he’s like low key acting like he gets any credit for who Caleb is now (which, he does I guess, but not the kind of credit anyone should want)

Beau and Cad calling Trent on his shit still and I’m still living for it

"You have the eventual makings of an assembly member yourself" bitch he’ll tear your assembly to shreds

"To truly grow you needed to be broken, and left to build yourself"

Oh god wait what

Somebody fucking STAB him

They fucking stole and then returned his memory didn’t they, they did it all

STAB

HIM

NOW

WITH A RED HOT POKER

I haaaate him

What does the symbol mean

What does it meannnnnn

Somehow this is even worse than anything I imagined. That they "broke" him on purpose.

I can’t wait for Caleb to tear him to fucking SHREDS

"I did out of love" IM WITH JESTER

DONT you being his parents into this like they would have wanted this you sick fucking fuck

"It is the greater man who puts the needs of others over himself Bren"

I fucking hate

Trent saying that Astrid and Wulf don’t have what it takes to basically be Trent 2.0 but that Caleb does will backfire on him, since Astrid WANTS to be Trent 2.0

Some interesting vibes off Astrid...

Caleb’s response should be "you haven’t made me what I am. They ARE who have made me who I am. I was not what I am now before I met them."

Steal all of Trent’s glory

I hope he dies painfully.

Godddddd

I’m seething irl you guys

"Whatever it takes to keep the people of the Empire safe" your families and those children ARE the people of the Empire!! Who the fuck are you protecting??

YES Caleb, thank you.

Also don’t use that "the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few" thing

"When talent rises from nothing, then nothing truly is lost."

"What if the thing to do now is to supplant you. To pluck you up like a weed and do better."

Fucking. He probably means it which means there won’t be any satisfaction in tearing him to shreds

Oh...

That’s interesting but it also sounds like a trap

Like they’re trying to draw Caleb back by saying "you could fix it by taking over"

Trent’s gonna hurt Astrid huh

I hate this

"Don’t disappoint me" let’s find a way to disappoint him

I hate him

Fjord just dropping the beacon question like a bomb

"You’ve only seen the one. That is what we have."

Okay okay he said HAVE though.

That’s not an answer.

Like Matt says he’s telling the truth, but it’s like when Pinocchio in Shrek avoids lying by obfuscating things and being indirect.

How can they have only just begun research on something he claims they don’t still have

They need to ask some more very specific questions, like "how many beacons do you have RIGHT NOW", and "how many beacons have you found, in total, ever".

Why would you mention the Eyes of Nine to him

"He has a hobby. He’s a sculptor." That’s a dig

"Didn’t need those ten years" ouch...

Hey guys please give Caleb a group hug after this. Don’t leave him alone for a while.

Cad: "I think you are one of the most powerful mages that I’ve ever been in the company of. For this I would offer a gift. I think it’s been a long time since someone point out that you’re a fool. Pain doesn’t make people. Love makes people.......I wish for you, in the future, to find someone who will mourn you when you’re gone.

Respectfully."

BOOM

Like I couldn’t type fast enough for this whole thing but that was AMAZING

Fucking LOVE Caduceus nothing but respect for MY firbolg cleric

Jester buddying up and being sweet to Astrid is... good. I don’t like her but I feel like maybe being kind to her is a good way to go. And Wulf too. Maybe they can be saved after all.

I was joking and I’m still joking but I really do want Cad and Wulf to like... hang out

That hurt a lot but went better than I anticipated overall

Marisha’s notes are amazing, like the fact that she remembers this shit is amazing

Oooo Cree is gone that’s interesting

I have a bad feeling

Bad feel bad feel bad feel

“I know a nice place” and he finds the shittiest inn xD

He’s gonna do some fancy spell I assume

Jester is so cute trying to make him feel good about it, probably assuming it’s a nostalgia thing lol

Where are they gooooooooing Maaaaaaatt I wanna knoooooowwww

Love you too!

[thatsystemerror]

the best things about Outer Banks

*spoilers ahead*

Holy hell, this turned out so long. I decided to make a second post solely dedicated to quotes because I just could not fit that in here anymore. I guess it speaks for this show that I had enough material to make two... Anyways, enjoy!

pt.2 - The Best Quotes From OUTER BANKS

NOT the pace at which John B and Sarah’s relationship develops

noT AT ALL

sorry, done with the venting now

anyhow, the group being TIGHT ™ 

JJ making you feel one of three ways:

“oh heLLO, JJ” (mostly without a shirt scenes)

“ugh, JJ” (he brought the gun and/or is being a dick scenes)

“awww, JJ...” (you know which scenes)

Kie’s outfits

the golden hour lighting

the sets being actual houses

the beach/sea/surfer aesthetic

the van

The Chateau™

JJ’s rings

Pope’s contributions being overlooked, always

everyone’s motivation on this show: “How much?” “400 mill”

conclusion: that’s worth fucking shit up

Kie actually being really skilled in politely but determinedly shutting her guy friends down when “macking” on her

ya know, until the Pope pity party at the end...

cuz that’s what it felt like, for real

I actually thought JJ and Pope might have a thing going...

the soundtrack full of surf guitar music

the intro font always making it feel like some 90s Miami-set crime show is about to start

John B’s hair, I think?

I mean, I don’t know what you’re into...

I just feel like it’s a breath of fresh air on the boy’s-hairstyles-tv-landscape

getting major “Don’t Breathe” vibes from the blind old lady shooting up her house

I appreciate them trying to make her actually kinda creepy, because they usually fail miserably with "scary” elements on non horror stuff

I don’t know if you catch my drift, just thought it was well done...

Sarah getting stung by a jellyfish and everyone just like not really caring??

all of them thinking for even oNE SECOND that they weren’t gonna get screwed over with the gold

JJ looking like the lead of any 90s teen production at all times

JJ just effortlessly blending in with the waiters at the party

or that time when he fake cried on command to save his ass

but like every character has good acting skills (or simply is a good liar, I guess it’s a matter of philosophy)

JJ and Pope betting money on Kie and Sarah

Kie starting a fire to save everyone’s ass

the Vlad and Val thing (cheesy for sure, but adorbs nonetheless)

highkey though the guy playing the drug dealer is a really good actor, cuz I’m sure he’s nice and cool and all irl but as Barry all he makes me think of is this:

Topper’s Frosted Tips™ (gosh that sounds so unbelieveabley sexual I can’t believe it’s not sexual)

JJ constantly trolling every authority figure

Sarah not being the perfect-snobby-rich-chick-daughter despite being expected to be by everyone

JJ robbing the coast guard of a pen? because he ignored him

“bring it on Aggie, you bitch” sign (I don’t think stroms can read but nice touch)

especially the first few episodes finally being an accurate depiction of how teenage boys always wear their hat floating like 5″ above their head and hoW FUCKING DUMB IT LOOKS!!! thank you! please stop...

Pope loosing his pants at the cemetary (like imagine him having to explain that to his mama)

the “friends” awkwardly waving at Kie’s dad

that one silouette shot ✨cinematography, bitches✨

never actually seeing John B give the BMX bike back to that poor kid...

going back to save the Big John photograph from the street (tears, man... tEArS)

John B being a major wuss while Sarah is cleaning his wound

NEVER having the gun when actually needed

ALWAYS having the gun when it could get you in major trouble

JJ taking the blame to save Pope

JB’s finger guns after his first kiss with Sarah (John B you smooth mf...)

that opening shot in ep.4 zooming in on the boat through the storm clouds

everybody being collectively surprised to see JB in a school building

the blood splattering against the window of the car with JJ and his dad in it (terrible scene, A+ effect!)

JJ sneaking through the swamp with a backpack on his head

the actor of Sarah’s dad managing to give you the creeps with some subtle crazy eyes even before it turns out he’s actually crazy

Kie fooling Pope with her British accent

Rose thinking she’s some kind of High Priestess at the midsummers party

John B putting a bow tie on JJ

BROMANCE™ (alternative title)

JJ delivering the note dancing flirtatiously

Sarah thinking pushing John B down would magically have made him invisible to Topper watching them for thE LAST 5 MINUTES??!

JJ twirling Kie around when leaving the Kook party

Topper accidently confessing his creepy-stalker-love to a 13 year old

Kie slapping John B

John B slapping Kie

violence is not the answer, kids! but I guess these were friendly slaps, so it’s okay

JB telling Sarah how “everything’s fine” with the Pogues and then cutting to it being definitely not

John B saying: “I don’t give a shit if she’s an axe murderer” and Pope making this face: 😲

a brilliant plan being ruined by a porch light

everybody constantly shitting on 1... 2... 3!

is that a The Shining reference I’m seeing????

how tf did it take them so long to realize she’s blind I-

and then once they did, Sarah states: “that bitch can’t aim” ???

like yeah, obviously, you just said it yourself sHE’S BLIND!!!????

anywho, John B not even bothering to fake excitement over the fishing trip

JJ finding “that’s what she said” disproportionately funny

the group wordlessly agreeing that somebody should probably look after JJ at the drug dealer’s

Sarah confidently telling JB she’s a virgin without it being all awkward (rare sight in teen shows back in my day)

Pope’s “Thrasher” shirt (like damn that’s off brand, but funny!)

JJ getting floaties for drinks in the whirlpool

the Whirlpool Group Hug™

JB telling Sarah goodbye before the fishing trip and me deadass thinking for a sec that he set an alarm to creep into his gf’s room in the middle of the night

Ward having sOmE NErVE to interrogate JB after killing his father (and later basically calling Rafe a psycho?!! like bitch get a mirror and baptized, thank you)

John B driving through the fence at the airport

Sarah yelling at her dad “you’re gonna kill him” like that’s gonna stop him lol

the cop at the airport giving us real talk about what police first aid training probably looks like

JB wanting to tell the cops what happened out of the goodness of his heart

Wheezie sticking up for her sister

Rafe calling John B a maniac (the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, I see)

JB locking himself in, in a house with Topper (like god damn, Karma’s a bitch huh)

Sarah, a teenage girl mind you, getting away from a trained-special-force-FBI-whatever-cop-dude in full armor by KNEEING him

Rafe talking to his Emotional Support Dealer™

the Pogues standing up to their parents for frIEnDsHIp!!!

JJ about to play “Operation” on his dad to get the keys

the missed opportunity to use “I Shot The Sheriff” on the soundtrack

I’m still a bit salty....

JB getting out of the cop car like that’s just normal

Pope going to shake Kie’s hand to make up

Sarah making it just in time

Ward being the “final card” lmao

Pope’s fam taking JJ into their group hug

the chill fisherman dude (with a wild romantic past?) taking in JB and Sarah

I demand a spin-off for that guy’s story btw

I’m so sorry for how long this must’ve taken to read. Seems like a good time to remind you that there’s more though: 

pt.2 - The Best Quotes From OUTER BANKS

It’s a great show (even though in parts I would’ve preferred them to step off the cheese grater a little bit). Overall (aside from the obviously heavy themes), it reminds me of all the Australian teen shows I used to watch growing up (mixed with “the Outsiders” maybe?) and it makes me actually a bit excited for summer. 

And I hate summer, so that’s saying something!

@thatsystemerror

the best things about - masterpost

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #353

“well i’m a creep  /  i’m a weirdo  /  what the hell am i doing here?  /  i don’t belong here”

If you won an all-expenses paid trip to anywhere in the world for a one week vacation, where would you choose to go? For just one week, um... maybe South Africa, actually. Two weeks would probably be more ideal, but I've learned via my friend who worked with the KMP for a year that it's very isolating and you're very disconnected from society (also from the Internet, haha), but regardless, I REALLY wanna see the meerkats. Especially with the heat and all, one week might actually be all right. How often do you get notifications on your favorite social media site? That would be Facebook, and it really depends on how much I share that day. Sometimes I barely touch it, and sometimes I share a billion things and get a few notifications of people reacting. What’s something you’re actively trying to forget/care less about, if anything? Hi, have I told you about my breakup? What was the last encounter you had with a bug? Ugh, the fucking house is having an ant problem. Apparently, it's happened before here this time of year, so a couple times a days I find one on my arm or something and crush it. What is something considered “childish” that you still like or enjoy doing? I'm certain some people would consider RP childish, given it's essentially "make believe," and that's one reason I don't tell people about it. Name a song that you have a strong emotional connection to. Why is that song so important to you? The #1 song would be "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin. I've told why before and don't feel like doing it again. Is cannabis legal where you live? Nope, but it should be. How often do you walk your dog, if you have one? I don't have a dog. What is something you'd feel confident enough to give a presentation on? Me? Comfortable giving a presentation? Bitch please. Which CoVid vaccine did you receive, if any? I got Moderna. I wanted Pfizer, but supposedly they're the same thing, just different manufacterors. How do you feel you've made a difference in the world? I don't feel I have. But it's my goal in life to die feeling like I did. Do you eat any candies in a specific order? (ie: M&M's) I fucking read this as "candles" and was really confused. But anyway, yes, but not M&Ms; I only do that with candies that actually have unique tastes depending on color, like Skittles. What is one common childhood illness that you managed not to catch? I never got chickenpox. Is there an heirloom that has been passed down generations of your family? Probably, but I don't know about it. What is the most unique pet that you ever owned, or would like to? Hm. I'd say maybe a Chinese water dragon? People tend to not know what they are; they mistake them for iguanas all the time. Have you ever been in a bad car accident before? A bad one, no, but I've been in one, nevertheless. At the description of what happened though, the cop said we were extremely lucky we weren't flipped over. My mom's driving skill saved us. What is your favorite type of weather to experience? Snow! I like a steady pace of large flakes. Do you know your social security by heart? I don't, actually, but I did at one point. Now, I only know the last four digits. Would you move out your house if you could right now? Yes, even if we just moved here. Mom and I really, really don't like living in the suburbs. We miss being in the middle of nowhere. When is the last time you slept in someone else’s bed? Not since I last visited Sara's. Do you like being called baby? Not really. Like if it's from an s/o, it's all right, it's just really not my favorite. Have you ever slept in the same bed of the opposite sex? Yeah. When shopping at a grocery store, do you return the cart? I openly judge the fuck out of you if you don't. Do you think you would survive in the wilderness if you were abandoned there? I know I couldn't. Not in my shape. If you had a child at the age you’re at now, do you think you’d be a good parent? God, no. Do you eat your Oreos with milk? Yes. I strongly prefer them that way. Do you think French kissing is gross? I mean in concept I think it indisputably is, like even if you brush your tongue, it's still just... gross. But that doesn't mean I'm against it at all or won't do it when I love somebody. It's an "I accept you and your germs" thing, haha. Are you wearing make-up? What brand(s)? No. I pretty much never wear makeup anymore, even to take pictures. The last male you spoke to…is he attractive? That would be my psychiatrist, and I'm not attracted to him, no. He's like another dad to me. Have you ever had mice in your house? Back when we lived in the woods, we would have a minor mouse problem in the winter sometimes. I fucking hated it because my parents used the inhumane traps, save for one. I guess it was an affordability thing, idk. One or two got caught in that one, and I would let them go outside. Do you enjoy working with animals? It depends on what I'm doing. If I'm cleaning up after an animal, NO, because I seriously struggle with stomaching it. I canNOT touch vomit or feces, so that kinda eliminates a lot of options. Because of how physically weak I am along with hyperhidrosis, I also can't really exert myself much, so there ya go, more reasons I can't. I wish I could. Have you ever been in a tornado or hurricane? Plenty of hurricanes. If you're in a competition, are you in it to win it or just for the fun? The fun, experience, and growth. What's your favorite show on Comedy Central? I don't watch it. Which love story would you want your life to turn out like? I don't know, really. Do you usually go to sleep before or after the people you're living with? Before, at least usually. Are you into ripped jeans? Yes, though I don't wear jeans anymore. Have you ever been to any Disney parks? Yeah, Disney World in Florida. Which band has the best name, in your opinion? "Cradle of Filth" sounds pretty damn badass and unholy, I dig it. Do kids often knock on your door on Halloween? This will be our first year in this house during Halloween, so I really don't know if any will? I mean we live in a suitable neighborhood, so idk. Which one of your exes do you feel like you have the most chemistry with? Sara. Do you share the same political views as your parents? Dad, no. Mom, some. Have you ever done any internship? No. What's the last thing you got paid to do? Take pictures for someone. What's something your mother always says? "Drive like everyone else is stupid." It works though, haha. Always expect that someone you see might do something moronic and be prepared. For example, she is very adamant about us looking both ways when a light changes to green versus going immediately, and it's literally saved Mom's and my sister's lives. What's something your dad always says? To reach out to him if we ever need help with anything, and he'll do everything in his power to be there. What's your favorite thing to wear? Loose tank tops with loose-ish pj pants. What's your favorite day of the week? Nowadays, it's Fridays. Snake Discovery and The Dark Den both upload that day, haha. Do you have a favorite coloring book artist? Lisa Frank is the Wholesome Lead Bitch. Have you ever wanted to model? No. Have you ever seen someone have a seizure? Yeah, my sister. What's your favorite car? I am not NEARLY educated enough on cars to answer this. Why did you cry the last time you did? I'm seriously grieving Virginia. Her death has stricken me harder than any other I've experienced, even my own grandmother's. Who was the last person to piss you off? Probably someone on Facebook, but idr. Do you like winter? I love winter. Do you have a favorite flower? Yeah; I really like orchids. Dahlias are also gorgeous, and roses... Would you get a shamrock tattooed to your forehead for $5000? No. As great as that money sounds, tattoos are (relatively) permanent, and that would look pretty stupid imo. Are you very flexible? Not anymore. Who was the last person to tell you you looked nice? Probably Mom. Do you have the right time set on your microwave? Yeah. Do you have any old newspaper articles? Why? No. Do you have a flat screen tv or just a regular box? Flat screen. Do you like Tootsie Rolls? Ugh, no. Do you like Slim Jim’s? Oh fuuuuuuck yeah man. What color is your mousepad? Black. Do you get your eyebrows waxed? I used to, but now I just leave 'em be. Would you date someone that had a different religion from you? It would depend on the religion and the intensity. I could NOT date someone exceptionally religious. A common question: What are you listening to? Caleb Hyles and Halocene's cover of Radiohead's "Creep." Would you ever get a nature tattoo? Well, I want at least a meerkat tattoo, so. I'll probably get a snake somewhere, too. Where do your siblings work, if anywhere? My older sister is a mammographer, and my little sister is a children's social worker. Saving lives, then there's me lmao. Who do you generally talk to the most? Mom and Sara. Have you ever had a crush on someone of the same gender? Yeah, multiple times. Do you enjoy painting? Not really, no. I stress out about messing up. When, where, and why did a needle last pierce your skin? Around a week ago, left shoulder, to get my first Covid vaccine. Is there a person you talk to everyday with? Well, considering I live with my mother... I usually talk to Sara too, but a day sometimes passes where we don't. Does one of your parents ever complain to you about the other parent? Mom does that all the time about Dad. It's no shocker they're divorced. Dad's long since moved on and doesn't talk shit about her. Who was the last person you wished a “Happy Birthday” to? I actually don't remember... Someone on Facebook, I'm sure. Does your best friend have a job? Not right now, she's dealing with some wild health issues where it's much safer that she doesn't. When you move out your house (or if you already have moved out) do you plan on still visiting your parents' house? Well of course. I especially plan on visiting my mother at least once a week, either going to her place for dinner or her coming over to mine for the same. We're way too close for me to not see her. I'll still visit Dad, too. Do you usually take home leftovers if you eat out in a restaurant? It depends on what I had and if I know I'll eat it warmed up. What’s your favorite thing to have for breakfast? Cinnamon rolls. Why did you break your last promise? I barely EVER break promises, but this one I actually forgot I even made. ;_;

[calpalirwin]

Phone Screens

Summary: Online relationships don’t make the feelings any less real

A/N: Wanted to try my hand at a dialogue heavy piece. Let me know how I did.

Content: Friends to lovers? I dunno.

Word Count: 3.3k

And away, and away we go!

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drumming_heartbeats: Hey…

jetblackrose: Hi!

drumming_heartbeats: Saw your post about how you met Ashton. That musta been cool, yeah?

jetblackrose: Oh, it was hella cool! I was like super fuckin nervous and he was so chill about it. Honestly probably shouldn’t have fangirled as hard as I did lol. 

drumming_heartbeats: Lol, why do you say that?

jetblackrose: I’ve only been a fan for like less than a year lol. I know people have been a fan for years and still haven’t gotten the chance to meet him, or any of the other members so yeah. Feel like I haven’t done my time yet or something. It’s stupid.

drumming_heartbeats: Nah, that’s not stupid. That’s actually really cool. Your picture with him is fucking adorable btw.

jetblackrose: Aw thanks, lovely! How’d you become a 5sos fan? Assuming you are one?

drumming_heartbeats: Lol! My friend got me into them. But yeah, been a fan for awhile. I’m Tom btw. 

jetblackrose: Ooo a boy fan! Sick! Nice to meet ya Tom. I’m Gen. 

drumming_heartbeats: Shocking I know, but us guy fans do exist, lol. So I take it from the looks of your blog Ash is your favorite?

jetblackrose: I mean… I love them all equally for different reasons. But yeah, Ash is my fav. Something about that cheeky lil grin he does. And he’s so… I dunno, more mindful than the rest? Like they’re all dorks, don’t get me wrong. But he also gives off an old soul vibe I really connect with too if that makes sense. 

jetblackrose: Lol, sorry for rambling. 

drumming_heartbeats: Nah, it’s cute. And I totally get it. He definitely does seem to have that wisdom that comes from going through some heavy shit. 

jetblackrose: Rightfully so. I mean, he seems pretty open about the shit he’s gone through. And the fact that it’s only seemed to make him a kinder person is part of why I love him so much. 

drumming_heartbeats: Yeah. Like it’s very easy to let the demons win and give into the bitterness of it all. But he seems like a happy dude, so good for him. 

jetblackrose: Good for him indeed! Like all I want in life is for that man to be happy. Like, we all deserve that, but him especially. God, that sounds dumb doesn’t it? That I can feel so attached to someone I maybe talked to for like 5 minutes. Like I know realistically he will probably never recall our encounter or think twice about it. But that doesn’t mean I can’t wish him happiness all the same I suppose. Sorry… rambling again. 

drumming_heartbeats: Nah, that’s not dumb at all. If anything I think it shows how caring of a person you are. Which the world could use a lot more of.

jetblackrose: Lol, thanks! You’re sweet to think that. But it’s definitely dumb lol. 

drumming_heartbeats: Not even the slightest. Fuck, I’m about to pass out. Talk later?

jetblackrose: You know where to find me. Night-o!

~~~

jetblackrose: Hey, Tom?

drumming_heartbeats: Yeah?

jetblackrose: Probably a dumb question but where do you live? I feel like I keep you up hella late. 

drumming_heartbeats: I live in LA.

jetblackrose: Shit, no way?!

drumming_heartbeats: Yeah, lol. I mean, I travel a lot for work but yeah. LA’s home. 

jetblackrose: Oh that’s awesome! Are you traveling now?

drumming_heartbeats: Nah, I’m home for the time being. Resting up. Gonna be a busy year.

jetblackrose: Yeah? Hopefully good busy.

drumming_heartbeats: Oh, yeah. It’s always good busy. Hey, did you see the new stuff 5sos put up?

jetblackrose: Yes! Holy shit! Are they TRYING to kill their fans or what?!

drumming_heartbeats: Lmao right? Like fuck, bruh…

jetblackrose: More like fuck me please, lmao! Quick question! And you don’t have to answer if this is way too personal. But are you gay?

drumming_heartbeats: No? I mean, I don’t have a fragile male ego. I can freely admit that men are handsome. But I’m not like… I dunno. If anything I’d probably say I’m bi. I just… labels are confusing.

jetblackrose: Yeah, I feel you on that. Like I just love who I love. I don’t feel the need to explain it much beyond that.

drumming_heartbeats: Exactly! I mean, but I’ve only ever had female partners so… the assumption is straight I suppose.

jetblackrose: I’ve only had male partners. Well, I’ve kissed girls. But I’ve only ever dated dudes.

drumming_heartbeats: Oh, I bet your bf loves that, huh?

jetblackrose: I wouldn’t know. I frequently had my attraction to women from the dudes I date so I don’t get the creeps.

drumming_heartbeats: So no bf…?

jetblackrose: Lol, that’s what you get out of that? You’re such a dude! But nope. No bf.

drumming_heartbeats: Damn, that sucks.

jetblackrose: Why do you have a gf?

drumming_heartbeats: No. I did. But we broke up like a few months ago.

jetblackrose: Aw, sorry to hear that.

drumming_heartbeats: Lol, I think you’re the first person to say that. Normally people are sorry to hear I’m IN a relationship, not out of one.

jetblackrose: Wtf? That’s so dumb, lol. You’re my friend, Tom. I want you to be happy.

drumming_heartbeats: Aw, I’m your friend?

jetblackrose: Yes…? I mean, we’ve talked all day every day for like what? A month? I swear I talk more with you than my real life friends lol.

drumming_heartbeats: Aw, that’s so cute! You’re my friend too, btw. If that wasn’t obvious. I really like talking with you.

jetblackrose: I really like talking with you too! Like, I know it’s probably really stupid to say, but I never really got how people can become friends online. Like how can you feel connected to someone you never actually met, you know? But talking with you, I get it. I’m glad you messaged me.

drumming_heartbeats: Aw, Gen baby, you’re gonna make me blush! That’s so fuckin’ cute. I’m glad I messaged you too. You feel more real to me than the friends I actually see lol.

jetblackrose: Looks like we’re both gonna make the other blush… Dude! Honestly, I think it’s because we can only talk. Like, we can’t actually see each other, so we have to rely on these messages. And it’s a lot easier for me to not be shy when I message someone. Because I can delete what sounds stupid!

drumming_heartbeats: Lmao! Nothing you say could ever be stupid.

jetblackrose: You say that now… Trust me though, in person I’m a fuckin nervous idiot. Like I talk too fast or not at all.

drumming_heartbeats: I bet you’re fuckin cute in person.

jetblackrose: Lmao, are you hitting on me?

drumming_heartbeats: Too much?

jetblackrose: Nah, lol. I don’t scare easy. I just bet you’re way cuter.

drumming_heartbeats: Not even! Have you SEEN your face?

jetblackrose: You mean this face? *picture*

drumming_heartbeats: Damn, baby!

jetblackrose: Fuck… is it really dumb of me to like you calling me “baby” so much?

drumming_heartbeats: I mean… I don’t think so? Like, I would hope it doesn’t bother you.

jetblackrose: No, it doesn’t bother me. I like it.

drumming_heartbeats: Cool! Cuz I like calling you that.

~~~

drumming_heartbeats: Is this your king? *picture*

jetblackrose: My brain literally went “oh daddy”... I DON”T EVEN HAVE A DADDY KINK! Ashton Irwin is going to be the death of me, watch. On my tombstone it’ll read “Gen. Killed by Ash’s hotness”

drumming_heartbeats: Omg lol!

jetblackrose: Too dramatic?

drumming_heartbeats: I mean…? Maybe?

jetblackrose: Maybe? Nah. What would be dramatic would be me saying how badly I want those arms of his wrapped around me. Like cuddling me. Choking me. I don’t even care. But those hands? I needs them on me!

drumming_heartbeats: You’re right. That would be dramatic lol.

jetblackrose: Like fuck… I bet those are the most restless set of hands. Like he’s a drummer. So like he’s probably constantly moving his fingers. Is it too much to ask that he moves those fingers across my skin? Like… bruh…

drumming_heartbeats: Omg, I love you dude.

jetblackrose: You what…?

drumming_heartbeats: Shit… I mean like… uh…

jetblackrose: Tom, relax. I love you too.

drumming_heartbeats: Shit, for real?

jetblackrose: Yeah. And… that kinda scares me? Like I don’t actually know you. I mean, I know you. We’ve talked every day for the past 3 months. But… I didn’t think I could ever feel this strongly for someone I’ve never physically met. Like, granted, it’s a very strong friendship love. But, I… I dunno if I should admit this… fuck it. I think I could actually love you. Like in a romantic way. Hell, I think I already do.

drumming_heartbeats: Omg, you’re the fuckin cutest!

jetblackrose: I promise I’m not lol. I just… fuck dude, I dunno. I just love you, alright? And it fuckin blows my mind that we live in the same area basically and haven’t met. Because I really wanna fuckin meet you. But also not. Cuz like I don’t want to ruin this. And that’s such a fuckin cop out response. But like I am genuinely terrified that if we met you won’t like what you see.

drumming_heartbeats: Why wouldn’t I like what I see?

jetblackrose: Because I can send you a message without stuttering like a damn fool. I can stare at my phone until I find the perfect way to phrase things. I can’t do that in person. In person I’ll probably just stare blankly at you and make weird sounds.

drumming_heartbeats: I would still love you, Gen. I’m not much better. I’m probably worse lmao.

jetblackrose: You’re sweet to say that. But I’m a very what you see if what you get type. I’m either hyper, loud, and obnoxious or I’m closed off and shy. I fluctuate from wanting to go on all the adventures to wanting to stay curled up in bed all day. It’s why I end up with failed relationships. No one can handle the wild mood swings. Which is fine. I get it. It sucks. But I get wanting a partner who can navigate middle ground.

drumming_heartbeats: Well all those guys are idiots because that sounds fuckin perfect to me. Like I’m a busy guy. And as much as I’m down for adventures, I’m also down to just do fuckin nothing. Like just being with the girl is good enough, you get me? An adventure can be as easy as building a fort and watching movies all day.

jetblackrose: YES! Like fuck, that’s all I want. Someone who gets it. Someone like you.

drumming_heartbeats: Good thing you have me then.

jetblackrose: Good fuckin thing indeed! God, I’m so glad you messaged me.

drumming_heartbeats: Me too.

~~~

jetblackrose: Fuck, I’m so stressed!

drumming_heartbeats: Aw, what’s wrong baby?

jetblackrose: Just lack of motivation. Like I need a mental health day. Only there’s too much to do that I can’t actually do that. Like if I could pause time, that’d be fuckin great.

drumming_heartbeats: Aw, sorry baby.

jetblackrose: It’s my own dumb fault. I know I have to get stuff done and I just… feel so uninspired I guess? Like I don’t want to do work. I want to do things that bring me joy.

drumming_heartbeats: Like Ashton lmao?

jetblackrose: Haha, very funny. But yes. And no. Like fuck I just wanna talk with you all day and bingewatch tv shows.

drumming_heartbeats: Yeah, I get that. But you’ll get through this. You’re strong. Love you, baby.

jetblackrose: Aw! I love you too, baby! Fuck, I can’t wait for my vacation in a few weeks.

drumming_heartbeats: Going anywhere or just like a good chunk of time off from responsibilities?

jetblackrose: Just a good chunk of time off. If I go anywhere it’ll probably just be around here. See some friends. Maybe go to the beach to get some use of the new swimsuit I bought.

drumming_heartbeats: I’m your friend. Can you see me?

jetblackrose: You wanna see me? You want to experience all this awkward in real time? Are you feeling okay?

drumming_heartbeats: I’m serious lol. Why not? We’ve been friends for how long now?

jetblackrose: Like 6 months? Holy shit.

drumming_heartbeats: So is that a yes? Can we meet?

jetblackrose: I thought you’re traveling for work?

drumming_heartbeats: My job is sending me off in spurts lol. Like I’m actually coming home this week. And then I’ll be home for like a month.

jetblackrose: And you want to see me on your time off?

drumming_heartbeats: Why not? Don’t you want to meet me?

jetblackrose: Of course I want to meet you Tom! I love you, you goof. But I’m nervous.

drumming_heartbeats: Lol, why?

jetblackrose: Because I love you this much with having never seen your face or heard your voice. I don’t want to see you and then have to say goodbye. If I get the chance to actually be in your arms, I’m not gonna want to leave.

drumming_heartbeats: Lol, good. Cuz I don’t think I’ll let you go.

jetblackrose: Okay, seriously, I could not love you more. Like are you trying to make me a flustered idiot?

drumming_heartbeats: Is it working lol?

jetblackrose: Yes! Okay, can I ask you a question?

drumming_heartbeats: You can ask me anything.

jetblackrose: Would… fuck I dunno why I’m so nervous asking you this… It’s no secret that we clearly care for each other. It’s also no secret that we love each other. But… is this all in my head? Am I confessing all these feelings and you don’t actually feel the same way in return?

drumming_heartbeats: Gen, baby, I’m serious. I… I want to meet you because I think we can be more than this. More than what we are here through these messages. Not that I don’t love our conversations. Not that I don’t want to stop having them. Because I love talking with you. I wouldn’t trade this relationship we’ve built for anything. But I want to keep building it. And I want to meet you to do that. If you don’t want the same, that’s fine. But that’s where I’m at.

jetblackrose: No. I want to meet you too. I’m just scared.

drumming_heartbeats: Don’t be scared. I love you, Gen.

jetblackrose: I love you too, Tom.

~~~

Gen sat in her car, frowning. Seven months of talking and she was finally about to see Tom. They had agreed on going to the beach as they both felt relaxed by water. But she was nervous all the same. Not only was she seeing her best online friend she had admitted to having a massive crush on, he was also going to see a lot of her skin, as she couldn’t exactly hide under jeans and hoodies at the beach. Not that she wanted to hide from Tom. She was just scared. She flipped down the visor and checked herself over in the small mirror. Then, she took a deep breath to steady herself and got out of the car.

She walked along the pier, the ocean breeze stirring her hair and bringing forth a calm steadiness within her. She leaned her arms on the wooden banister and waited. Her nerves had caused her to arrive a half hour early.

The water swirling around beneath her was hypnotizing. She wasn’t aware of time passing until a voice was calling out, “Gen?” followed by a small tap on her shoulder.

She turned, a smile on her face, nervous flutters in her stomach. As her eyes scanned up at her friend, her mouth dropped open.

The man giggled, a dimple indenting his cheek. “Surprise?”

Her eyes flashed behind her sunglasses and then her hands were shoving his chest. “YOU LIAR!” she shouted at him, her voice shrill.

“Whoa,” he said, grabbing her hands as she continued to push him. “Hey, I didn’t lie!”

“Yes you did! You said your name was Tom!” She ripped her hands out of his grasp, her skin lighting up in memorization at his touch.

“Clever, eh?” he smirked.

“Clever?! Lying to me was clever?!”

“I didn’t lie!”

“You lied about who you were, Tom! What else did you lie about?!”

“Just my name. I promise. And you don’t have to keep calling me Tom.”

Her voice shot down to a barely audible whisper as she told him in a horrified tone, “If I don’t call you Tom, then this becomes real. Really real. And then I’m the lunatic who just shoved my favorite drummer from my favorite band while screaming that he was a liar. And… STOP SMIRKING, ASHTON!”

Ashton held up his hands defensively and took a step backwards. “Alright, alright! I’m sorry, okay?”

“Sorry about what? Sorry you lied to me? Or sorry I’m mad about it?”

“Sorry you’re mad about it. I had to lie.”

“No. No, you really didn’t.”

“Yes, I did.”

“BULLSHIT!”

“Do you see how you’re acting right now?! This is why I lied! Can you imagine if we had done this over messages?”

“I wouldn’t have believed you.”

“Exactly.”

“Your friend got you into 5sos… fucking… UGH!”

“Yeah, that was pretty clever wasn’t it?”

“I cannot FUCKING BELIEVE YOU!”

“Well, will you let me explain then?”

“Please. Wordsmith your way outta this one. Be my guest.”

“Okay,” he huffed, pushing his back hair out of his face. “I liked you the night of the party. When we actually met.”

“Oh, my God… my life is a fan fic…” Gen interrupted, eyes wide as her brain played catch up, still not believing this was actually real.

“I have to be careful, okay. It’s not that I wanted to lie to you about who I was. Not that I was. Everything I told you was real. My feelings are real.”

“Jesus, I said so many fuckin’ things to you. So. Many! I said you gave me a daddy kink! I said I wanted you to choke me! I said those things to someone I thought was a friend!”

“I am your friend!”

“No! You’re ASHTON FUCKIN’ IRWIN! And I’m… Gen,” she admitted, sadly. “I’m right where I was seven months ago. Meeting my idol and trying not to read too much into it. Only it’s worse. Because you’re aware of things I never would have told you had I known you were actually you. Please excuse me while I go die in a hole. Matter of fact, I’m just…” She walked towards the edge of the pier, placing her hands on the banister and pretended to lift herself up.

“Stop that,” Ashton scolded with a chuckle, pulling her off the railing and into his arms.

She froze, her body going rigid. “Let go of me.”

“No. I said if I got you in my arms I wouldn’t let go. And you said you wouldn’t want to leave. Now who’s the liar?”

“It’s still you by a fuckin’ mile!”

He let go but only to spin her around before his hands were gripping her shoulders. “I’m sorry if I upset you by keeping my identity a secret. I get if that changes things for you. But it doesn’t for me. I still feel the same way I felt towards you today that I did yesterday. And I’ll still feel the same way about you tomorrow and for the rest of my life.”

“Y-you do?” she asked, her eyes wide in disbelief.

“Yes. Maybe I went about this the wrong way. Maybe I should’ve asked for your number that night instead of waiting for the picture of us to surface so I could find you that way. Maybe I shouldn’t have hidden my identity. But I did what I thought was best. I don’t like being vulnerable. I don’t like putting myself out there. So I protected myself the best way I knew how. You still got the real me, though.”

She stared up at him. As much as she wanted to be mad at him, she couldn’t. He was still her online best friend, and she was still in love with him.

“Look,” he kept talking. “Maybe we walk off this pier and never speak again. Or, maybe you trust me and yourself. Maybe we make it. Maybe we don’t. But either way, neither one of us is walking off this pier the same person we were before.”

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Summer Training Camp Arc/ Rescue Bakugo/ The End of All Might

Episode 39: Game Start

•the fact that Denki and Mineta physically went to Mido’s house to invite him to the pool is actually kinda cute. Too bad they have creepy intentions

•Momo:”Aw I was supposed to spend several weeks traveling Venice with my parents”

Uraraka: “WHAT is YoUr LiFE??” I feel you girl

•Mineta/Denki:”TheRe’S BoObS At tHe End Of ThiS TuNnEL”

Iida-Absolute Unit-Tenya:”HELLO FELLOW CLASSMATES”

•Iida is built like a fucking TANK what the heck but why the fuck are you walking like that Iida lmao

•Iida talking about how far he and Izuku have come as friends, I’m soft

•Kiri refusing to come without Bakubabe convincing Bakugo to join then looking so defeated when he immediately starts picking a fight I can’t with these two

•”friendly competition between classmates” cuts to Bakugou looking possessed before saying “I’m going to annihilate you Deku/ Icy Hot Bastard” bruh do you have an off switch or at least take it down like 20 notches you’re exhausting

•”YOU DIDNT EVEN TOUCH THE WATER”

“ITS CALLED FREE STYLE SWIMMING”

•Lmao the whole class is cheating

•I love how it just cut to a dramatic montage of TodoDeku moments while Sho can’t take his eyes off Mido WHY THEY ALL SO INTENSE FOR YOURE 15 HANGING OUT AT A POOL DURING THE SUMMER WHY ARE YOU GUYS ALWAYS ON

•Mido/Todo/Iida all just staring at each other intensely having their own inner montages. Literally anybody watching them “...are they okay?”

•Aizawa you party pooper

•I’m sorry but Kirishima is so in love and no one can tell me other wise no I do not take constructive criticism

•Okay that end montage is so fucking pure I’m. So. Soft

Episode 40: Wild, Wild Pussycats

•Kirishima “can’t keep my hands to myself/off Bakugo Katsuki” Eijirou

•Class 1B to anybody they meet: “we’re sorry about Monoma”

•Aizawa loves his class can’t you tell

•”Long time no see” Aizawa’s a cutie

•Lmao KOTA the first of Mido’s adopted kids

•These poor fucking kids can’t catch a fucking BREAK

•Koda tried and I love him

•Kiri’s heart eyes are so LOUD

•I love when they all work together

•”YOURE IN MY WAY ICY HOT”

“Then pick another route” Todoroki doesn’t have time for your tantrums Kacchan

•These poor kids

•Kota went for the KO

•”YOU FIEND OF A CHILD. GEEZ KID HOW OLD ARE YOU”

•”Brats got spunk”

“He’s like a mini version of you “

He’s right and should say it

•Mineta needs a muzzle

•The boys are all like we’re just as curious to see the girls but Mineta needs to calm down 300%

•Kota to the rescue!

•IIDA GOT A FACEFUL OF MiNETA ASS HE DIDNT DESERVE THAT AGSFJSHHSJXG

•Mina almost killed a child with her boobs I’m dead and so is Kota

•I’m sorry but it’s both funny and weird that Midoriya is just naked while being told this child’s tragic backstory

•Aizawa you are actively trying to kill your students aren’t you just admit it

Episode 41: Kota

•Testutestu is such a good boy

•Good training idea according to UA Teachers: Break yourselves or else you’re weak. Just fucking die then you can be heroes

•Tiger is amazing “I’m here to beat you guys to a pulp”

“I have some questions about him...” ME TOO RANDOM CLASS 1B STUDENT BUT I LOVE HIM

•Iida tries so hard

•Momo explains how her quirk works: smart and precise description

Sero Fucking Hanta: “like how poop works” BRUH

•This kid is literally just a mini Kacchan

•I’m sorry but Mido why would you ask a small child who you’re trying to befriend about their murdered parents like what part in your mind made you think that was a good idea

•Mina And Bakugo sleep the same way, starfish style, I love them. But who the FUCK is sleeping under a bunch of pillows off their mattress on the straight floor with their butt in the air (I bet money it’s Kaminari)

•everyone complaining about training in the dark:

Tokoyami: ”Revelry in the Dark”

•Kirishima’s too tired to deal with his angry boyfriend

•Todoroki trying to help Midoriya with Kota “be careful what you say, you can be really annoying” he’s trying

•Tokoyami constantly whispering “Revelry in the Dark” to himself is the FUNNIEST thing to me I love you, you emo punk

•It Dabi Time

Episode 42: My Hero

•these poor fucking kids I swear

•”we want our treat Mr. Aizawa”

“Do you want me to tighten your bindings?”

Oooh Kinky Bad Aizawa akshdhbekal

•MONOMA SHUT UP

•Spinner is a long lost Ninja Turtle Brother change my mind

•”DIDNT ANYBODY TELL YOU ITS NOT A HEROES JOB TO BE HAPPY” clearly

•I respect Testutestu so much

•This muscley villain is Bakugo’s real dad and nobody can tell me other wise

•Okay that fucking Bondage villain is genuinely terrifying

•KOTA BABY STAY BACK P L E A S E

•it’s been X amount of days since breaking my bones- erases whatever number was there and puts a fat zero MIDORIYA YOU WERE DOING SO WELL but for this we will make an exception I guess

•oh my fucKING GOD KOTA JUST R U N

•Mido really thought he was gonna die holy FUCK

•”One For All One Million Percent” MIDORIYA YOU CANT EVEN HANDLE 5% BABY BOY WHAT IS YOU DOIN

Episode 43: Drive It Home, Iron Fist

•Shiggy thinking in Video Games format is honestly so on brand

•Mido is FUCKED UP right now poor boy

•”We’re in big trouble” YEAH NO SHIT ERASURE

•BAMF Aizawa is my reason for living

•Okay I forgot how much I love Twice

•Aizawa seeing Izuku’s broken bones: ”AGAIN???”

•Kota’s precious and I LOVE DADZAWA

•KIRI’S SO UPSET THAT THAT THE VILLAINS ARE HERE FOR BAKUGO IM SOBBING

•”Teachers changing their minds about fighting, why do I feel like this is Deku’s fault” BAKUGO SHUT UP YOU HAVE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT RIGHT NOW YOU DICKHEAD

•TESTUTESTU IS SUCH A GOOD BOY

•DUDE BROUGHT A FUCKING GUN TO A CAMP I FORGOT ABOUT THAT HOLY SHIIIITTT

•CLASS 1B MVPS KENDO AND TESTU MOTHERFUCKING TESTU

•Midoriyas doing a Naruto run because his arms are fucking broken I’m crying

•Tokoyami, Dark Shadow And Shouji IM READY

Episode 44: Roaring Upheaval

•Tokoyami tries so hard to be good I love him

•WE! DESERVE! SO! MUCH! MORE! SHOUJI!

•Yami is so emo And is just such a Good Boi AH

•Scared Bakugo is Baby

•Honestly they’re all Baby

•Toga:”I love messed up bleeding people”

Mido: shows up completely broken

Toga:”Mr. Stainy who? I want that one”

•Aoyama would be the kid who gets caught in hide and seek because they think they have a great spot and can’t be seen and try to peek them convince themselves still nobody saw them in plain sight

•Awase was fully prepared to die protecting Momo I’m CRYING he’s my new favorite

•Battle Plan Mastermind Mido is amazing

•Also poor unconscious kid just being dragged behind Uraraka haha

Episode 45: Shat A Twist!

•Kiri: “I cant let them take my boyfriend” poor boy just wants to help so bad

•Whelp nobody is safe

•LMAO Aizawa just stomping on Fake Dabi has me dying

•Shouto how long has it been since you last saw your brother...?

•Shouji SMACK A BITCH Mezo

•I LOVE SHOUJI

•Compress you freak get those kids out of your mouth ya nasty

•AOYAMA YES

•Dabi stop being a dick to your little brother I’m gonna tell Rei

•Kirishima is so upset AND IM UPSET MY BABIES

•These kids just wanted a fun week at camp LEAVE THEM ALONE THEYRE 15

•...Mic...is the traitor...

•I love how everybody hates All Might’s ringtone lmao

•All Might’s like only Us teachers are allowed to beat our kids to a pulp in order to better them as heroes y’all are just mean

•I know Mitsuki has just a bad a temper as her son but how do you think she reacted finding out her child was the kidnap victim of a villain attack? No matter what you think of her as a parent, that’s still her kid and she must have been devastated. But just like Katsuki she would never admit it to his face

•Precious Boy Denki And Class 1A coming to visit their hurt friends I love this class so much

•”I brought a present! I mean it’s from everyone. It’s a melon!” Okay that was pretty cute

•Kirishima being like “why is everyone crying we’re going to go get him let’s go gays time to get our Gremlin back”

•Kiri:”he’s still within your reach Midoriya!”

Mido:”...my arms are BUSTED my dude nothing is in my reach right now I’m still gonna come tho”

Episode 46: From Iida to Midoriya

•Kirishima is THE Best Boi I love him so fucking much I would die for him

•Iida’s trying his best not to blow a gasket

•”Hysterical Strength” yeah sounds like Deku

•”Go home and take it easy” lmao have you met this kid?

•Kota is so freaking sweet

•Izuku. Go see your mother

•Iida’s got some good points. I’m including that punch to Midoriya

•Bakugo must be so tired of being tied up and restrained you know he doesn’t have bondage kink later on in life just hits too close to trauma

•Kiri’s constant state of mind: WWBD (WHAT Would Bakugo Do)

•Mido: Stealth Mode=Wakanda Forever

•Iida has the best costume this is not up for debate. I also always forget he has an undercut, we Stan an icon

•”So the rich girl just wants to go shopping” I’m crying

•Clean Shaven/Neat Hair Aizawa? Hell to the fucking Yes Please

•I’m genuinely proud of Bakugo and the fact that he knows that he’s intense and scares a lot of people/ how he comes across is aggressive and almost villain like, he adamantly doesn’t want to be a villain even if everyone just assumes he would be. He wants to be a hero. Whatever it takes

Episode 47: All For One

•Rightful shoutout to Kendo and Testu

•”We are offering mental health counseling to every single student but right now we do not see signs of any serious psychological trauma” Nezu I’m sorry but those kids are officially fucked up for life you can’t be serious

•”what if they’re brainwashing young Bakugo right now towards the path of villainy” leave Bakugo ALONE

•Aizawa is like you come for my angry son I come for your throat try me again bitch

•FERAL GREMLIN BOY FIGHT OR FIGHT MODE ACTIVATED Bakugo has no flight mode only fight

•Mido: Incoherent mumbling

Momo:“this is peak Midoriya” I love how they’re just used to him now

•the boys are just like you’re not touching our friend you drunk creeps

•Kirishima came PREPARED to get his boy back I love him

•Bakugo just take the help you prideful little shit

•Okay Edgeshot is great where has he been all this time

•Annndddd it all went to shit so fast

•oh my god Best Jeanist is fuckin dead

Episode 48: Symbol of Peace

•”You won’t escape Shigaraki” umm so how’d that work out for ya All Might?

•Kamui Woods “IM SO SORRY” poor boy

•Talking to Best Jeanist:”consider me...pressed” All For One got jokes huh

•...yeah no BJ REALLY Fuckin Ded

•These kids are so fucking traumatized

•A WILD BAKUGOU APPEARS

•Twice has big Deadpool energy tbh

•Lmao Iida has had enough

•Mom and Dad of group award goes to Iida and Momo

•All For One: asks Kurogiri to help warp the League

Also All For One: Stabs him while doing it

•”I don’t think so. Because... I Am Here!” All For One really said Fuck All Might

•All these kids think in Video Game Lmao

•I know there’s a lot of commotion happening but I definitely feel like the villains would be able to hear them talking

•Midoriya went to Kirishima like time to get your asshole boyfriend back you lovesick fool

•”YOU IDIOTS” you’re smiling because your friends are here you jerk

•Everyone’s so intense then Kiri-fucking-shima is there smiling like an idiot because BAKUGO’S BACK

•ALL MIGHT ALL MIGHT ALL MIGHT ALL MIGHT

•...I always forget Shiggy’s familial lineage and it’ makes me sad every time

•I love this episode so MUCH

Episode 49: One For All

•YOUNG MIGHT

•Nana Shimura looks just like Momo...Todoroki Secret Lovechild Theories Intensifies

•”YOU GUYS DIDN’T RESCUE ME YOU WERE MY BEST ESCAPE ROUTE”

“You’re welcome!”

Oh Bakugo just say thank you

•...soooo many people died in Camino Ward, man...

•Aizawa looks so young

•ALL THE KIDS WATCHING THEIR TEACHER AND HERO GET BEATEN TO A PULP HORRIFYINGLY IM SO UPSET

•All For One really just pulled an “I am your father” move but with Shiggy and Nana that’s messed up

•THE PEOPLE RALLYING BEHIND ALL MIGHT IM SOBBING YALL

•NOW IS NOT THE TIME ENDEAVOR

•THERE WE GO THATS BETTER

•Everyone loves All Might I’m so soft

•I’m genuinely crying guys

•...can everyone hear All For One talking about Midoriya oorrrrr???

•All Might you’re pulling a Deku pleaSE STOP

•United States of Smash I cant

•Kirishima really tried holding Bakugo’s hand YALL

•...Bakugo knows

•I love this episode too I’m so upset

Episode 50: End of the Beginning, Beginning of the End

•Gran Torino explaining why they didn’t know about Shimura’s family/Shigaraki is. Sad

•Bakugo is traumatized someone please help him

•Endeavor and Bakugo are the same person and I hate it

•Midoriya and All Might running to each other on the beach is big Marty and Alex from Madagascar energy I’m cackling

•PROUD DADMIGHT MAKES ME SOFT YOU’RE BOTH CRYING AND I AM S O F T

• PARENT TIME YES

•Jirou’s parents are so cool, Kyoka’s so cool THE JIROUS ARE SO COOL

•Oh my god the Bakugos are so CHAOTIC

•It all makes so much sense why he is the way he is and it’s all. Too much. Poor Katsuki

•He’s so. Tired. You can tell. I just want to give him a hug

•”Be CoOl MoM” Izu you’re just as tense and you’ve been with All Might for literally HOW LONG???

•Mama Midoriya is. Right. But that sucks for Izuku

•This is. So. Emotional

Last part of Season 3 is next. DORM LIFE BABY just a little less angst thank god these kids need a break

[forever-rogue]

Nighttime Strolls

Request: Can you write a Shane Walsh x fem reader (takes place during season 8-9, meaning he’s still alive lmao) and the reader gets taken hostage by Negan during one of his visits to the hilltop (negan likes her! ) and Shane goes on a solo rescue mission to Negan’s territory to save the one thing he cares about - the reader by @xcasiferx.

A/N: You got my with my two loves: Negan and Shane! And yes, this is a sort of AU and I took the liberties I wanted, just so ya know.  I hope you enjoy this!! Taglists and Requests are open! xx

Pairing: Shane Walsh x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Warning: LANGUAGE (this is Negan after all)

MASTERLIST

“Sweetheart, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out for a stroll right now,” Shane was surprised to say the least when Y/N had told him she was going to go for a midnight stroll by herself. The idea of it was ludicrous! 

“Shane, you’re being overprotective again,” she chided him as she grabbed a sweater from their closet, pulling it and wrapping it tightly about her body, “besides, I’ll bring my gun. I know how to take care of myself. I’ve made it this long, haven’t I?”

“What about if a walker takes you by surprise?” He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door frame, blocking her way slightly.

“They won’t,” she rolled her eyes at his overbearing nature. She knew he was only acting in such a manner because he loved her, but sometimes it drove her insane, “I’m light on my feet - I won’t make any noise. Shane, love, just trust me.”

“It’s not you that I don’t trust you, it’s everything and everyone else,” he huffed but knew she had already made up her mind and there was no changing it, “especially with everything that’s going on with Negan. You can’t trust that son of a bitch.”

“It’s going to take a little more than old Negan to take me down,” she reassured. She pecked his cheek quickly before walking out of the bedroom, making sure to grab her gun and a small flashlight, “I’ll be back soon, Shane. Please don’t worry about me the whole time. Get some rest.”

“I won’t be able to relax until you’re back,” he sighed and sat down on the bed. She chuckled lightly at him before giving him a last wave and heading for the front door, “see you soon.”

Y/N loved the stillness of the night - the soft rustling of the creatures and critters that were out mixed with the muffled sounds of human life off in the distance. Even as a child, she had loved escaping from her room and sitting on her roof or lying in her backyard and watching the stars. Even now, with the world crumbling slowly around them, she still loved doing the same thing. it made it seem like life was still somewhat normal.

She let out small sigh of content to herself as she felt the Hilltop and made her way to the fields nears the woods. Sometimes beautiful wild flowers grew there and she had it in her mind that she would pick some and bring them back to Shane.

Humming to herself, she stretched out her arms and let her hands graze the tall grass. Once she found an open space, she took off her exterior jacket and laid it on the grass, quickly lying on top of it and cast her eyes to the stars. She decided to stay a while and pick out all the constellations she could see.

After a while, Y/N felt her eyes start to get heavy, she decided to head back before she was too tired and all her defenses were down. She sat up and yawned softly, but paused, feeling her own heartbeat still when she heard a rustle from the tears behind her. Praying that it was nothing but an animal, she remained completely motionless waiting for the sound to repeat. After a moments when it hadn’t, she jumped up and grabbed her jacket, deciding it was time to get home. She swallowed the lump in her throat, and sped off as quickly as she could.

“And where in the fuck do you think you’re going?” Y/N stopped immediately at the sound of the familiar (and grating) voice. She couldn’t believe he had found her here, “I fucking know you can hear me, darlin’.”

Her instincts kicked in and told her it was time for fight or flight. She didn’t respond to him, but took off running towards the Hilltop, playing to pull her gun out in the process to defend herself. Unfortunately, her strides and efforts were no match for Negan’s long legs. He was able to quickly catch up to Y/N and grab her arm, knocking the gun away in the process.

“Let me go!” she hissed at him. She struggling against his grip, but he overpowered much due to his much larger stature. He soon had her arms behind her back and was able to keep her still, but that didn’t stop her from trying to break free.

“No, no, I don’t fucking think so,” he laughed in her ear, his breath tickling her neck and causing all the hair on her body to stand up, “I’ve finally got you and I’m not letting you go. I’ve had my eye on you for quite some time, Y/N.”

“Why, you stupid asshole. I won’t do anything for you,” she said through gritted teeth, her chest heaving up and down in anger, “I’d kill myself before I’d join you and your band of merry thugs.”

“Oh aren’t you just the wittiest of them all,” he said quietly, “don’t worry, darlin’, nothing will happen to you. It’s your little boyfriend I want. He’s a stubborn man, but I know you’re the only thing he’ll come for. You see, when a man is in love he does foolish, stupid things. I expect that he’ll do just that when he realizes I have you - and I’ll finally be able to kill him.”

“Despite what you think moron, Shane wouldn’t be so stupid as to walk into a trap like this,” she replied angrily, “even for me. He’ll do the thing that’s right for the community.”

“So you fucking, think, sweetheart,” he insisted, “but all men are dumb and foolish. You’ll see that for yourself soon enough.”

Shane took at the clock on the wall again, shaking his head to himself as he realized how late it was getting. Y/N should be back by now - she would know better than to be out so late without checking back in or anything. He decided he would give it another ten minutes before going out and looking for her. Maybe she had just gotten really distracted and lost track of time.

But when the ten minutes were up, he couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach and knew something was wrong. He grabbed his gun, and a back up just in case, and headed out, ready to find her and bring her back home. He knew she had a favorite spot to star gaze and figured it was a spot to start looking.

“Y/N!” he called out against his better judgment, knowing that if anything or anyone was nearby they now knew his location. He waited for a response for a moment, but heard nothing and keeping going. That was until he almost tripped over something lying on the ground. He bent down and picked the item up and felt his heart drop when he realized what it was - Y/N’s discarded jacket. He let out a string of curse words to himself as he ran back to he Hilltop; this had to be Negan’s doing. There was no other explanation.

He pounded on Rick’s door as he called out his name, not caring how late it was or who heard him, “Rick! Open up!”

After a few moments, Rick opened the door, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He let out a yawn as he looked up and came face to face with Shane, “hey, what’s going on?”

“It’s Y/N. Negan has her,” he said and suddenly Rick appeared wide awake.

“What!? Are you sure?” he asked as he opened the door so he could come inside.

“Yes,” he insisted, “she went out for a walk, I told her not to, and she hasn’t come back. When I went to look for her, all I found was her jacket! I can’t believe I let this happen. I knew she shouldn’t have gone, or I should have gone with her.”

“And you’re it was Negan?”

“Yes,” he sighed, “he’s been eyeing every chance he gets. He must have been watching her for a while and tracked her down. I swear when we get to him I will kill him with my bare hands.”

“Shane, calm down. We need to act rationally - smarter than him,” Rick said as he sat down at the kitchen table and put his face in his hands, “we can’t just go and attack his compound right now. He’ll be expecting it. We have to wait and make a plan and then we he’s given up, we strike and get Y/N back.”

“Wait!? How long?” Shane groaned as slammed his fist on the table.

“A few days, maybe a week-”

“That’s too long!”

“Chances are that he won’t do anything to her. He likely wants you. Nothing will happen to her - we need to wait it out and then strike him when he’s done expecting us.”

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“This is the smartest way,” Rick insisted as Shane had a look of anger and distress on his face, “I know it’ll be hard but we have to go about this smartly.”

“Okay,” Shane gave in his but he all he could think about was the pleasure he would get from killing Negan, “but we go as soon as possible.”

Y/N sighed loudly to herself as she looked out the widow of room she was imprisoned in. She had been here for several days and was both exhausted, dirty, and hungry. When Negan had taken her back to the compound he hadn’t thrown her into any makeshift cell or basement, but rather had given her a room with clean clothes and food, refusing to let anyone touch or harm her. She had, on principle, refused to change into the clean clothes or eat any of the room, causing Negan to grow increasingly frustrated with her attitude.

The second night there she had tried to escape through the window and creep out of the compound in the middle of night, but she had been thwarted by Negan’s right hand man Dwight. He had dragged her back to Negan’s room and thrown her in there; which only ended with Negan trying to get her to talk for several hours to no avail. He had her sent back to her room and locked her in there without another word.

She turned around when she heard the door creak open, following by Negan coming in with a tray of food in his hands. He set it down on the small bedside table, taking a seat on the foot of the bed she was sitting on.

“You ever gonna fuckin’ say anything?” he said harshly at her, studying her face for any sort of reaction.

Y/N looked at him with hardened eyes but made no acknowledge of his words. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rest her chin on her knees, staring straight ahead wordlessly. Negan made a sound of annoyance, but she didn’t react.

“You know you could have it a lot worse right now,” he said as he got closer to her. She wanted to flinch, but refused to let herself show any emotion, “you could be out there surrounded by walkers trying to eat your pretty face. Or out in the blazing sun working hard. I could have let them beat you, but I didn’t. I’ve treated you more than fairly - and all I want in return is answers. And yet here you are acting like you are a prisoner.”

Her breath caught in her throat as he touched her jaw and neck gently. She bit the inside of her cheek, before pulling away from him and going to stand in front of the window, “I told you so.”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“You said Shane was sure to come because he loved me. And look, no one’s been here,” she said in a croaky voice, speaking out loud for the first time in days, “he doesn’t love me and I’m expendable. You wasted your time with me. And I will die, either by your hand or the walkers before I tell you again.”

“You are a feisty one!” Negan exclaimed as he stood up and laughed, “but you’ll break eventually. Everyone does. Because, sweetheart, when it comes down to it, when you are face to face with death, everyone chooses life. Even you.”

“Go fuck yourself, Negan,” she hissed as she turned away from him, “I’m not like everyone else.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” he said as he stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders, “if you behave, I might even make you a wife. Don’t tell me you don’t want a piece of this Negan dick-”

He didn’t finish his sentence as he groaned in pain from Y/N suddenly kneeing him in the groan. She didn’t say anything but sat back down on the bed, staring at the wall and the peeling the decaying wallpaper. Negan thought about lashing out, but calmed himself and didn’t; instead heading out of the room and slamming the door behind. Y/N closed her eyes as a single tear cascaded down her cheek.

“Alright, is everyone ready to go?” Shane asked as he looked around the hodgepodge team around him. He had wanted to keep the info of Y/N’s kidnapping a secret, not wanting to cause a panic or concern people. Instead he was here with Rick, Michonne, Maggie, and Darryl, “remember, this is a simple search and rescue. We’ve figured out that Y/N’s being kept in the main compound near Negan’s room. We’ll go from the outside in and try to not alert anyone. Take out only who we need to. And I’ll deal with-”

“You’ll deal with Negan if and only if we come across him. Otherwise you will leave him. We don’t want to start a huge fight we are not prepared for if we don’t need to,” Rick interrupted Shane and gave him a stern look. Shane reluctantly nodded, “is that understood by everyone?”

The group murdered a collective yes and Rick instructed them to grab their gear, “we’ll drive as close as we can. The rest will be on foot. Be as light and swift on your feet as possible. Now, let’s go.”

Y/N switched her book from one hand to the other, trying to find where she had just left off. She cast a quick glance out the window, noting the quiet that finally fell over the compound. She wished she could open the window, but Negan had made sure to screw the window so she couldn’t do that anymore. She cast a quick glance at the clock and noted that it was the middle of the night.

Looking back down at the book, she almost jumped out of her skin when she heard a light tapping on the window. She looked up and saw Shane there on the roof, staring back at her, a smile breaking out on his face. He mimed for her to open the window but she shook her head and tried to convey that it was locked to her. After a moment he nodded in understanding, quickly pulling off his jacket and wrapping his fist in it and punching through the glass without a second thought. The sound, quiet in reality, was deafening in the silent night.

“Y/N,” Shane reached his hand out for hers, her name falling off his lips like a prayer, “baby, you’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

“You came for me,” she said softly, happier than anything to see his handsome face again, “I thought you wouldn’t.”

“I could never leave you baby doll,” he promised as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly, “we’ve been waiting for the right moment to come. Are you hurt at all?”

“No, I’m fine. Just tired and hungry,” she mumbled against his chest, “now let’s go home. I just want to get out of this place.”

“Now, Y/N, why don’t you fuckin’ explain what the fuck is going on,” Negan shouted as he entered the room, his eyes bulging out when he saw the scene in front of him, “I thought you said he wasn’t coming back for you. Apparently you were wrong, darling.”

“Don’t ever speak to her again, asshole,” Shane spat as he let out of her. He turned his head to her, and whispered, “get going, Rick’s waiting for you at the bottom. Just go to the end of the roof and jump down. They’ll catch you. I’ll take care of him.”

“Shane, don’t-”

“Baby, just go,“ he insisted as he gave her a slight push. She made a sound of annoyance but started to walk away, watching as Shane made his way back through the broken window to where Negan was waiting for him.

Negan barely waited for him to get into the room before swinging a punch at him. Y/N let out a small scream as she watched him take another hit before squaring up and getting the upper hand on Negan and knocking him to his feet and starting to ruthless punch him.

She watched in horror at the fight between the two men, both of them rough and using whatever they could find around them to beat the other. She didn’t hear Rick come up behind her and grab her arm to pull her along with him, “Y/N, come on, we have to go.”

“Rick, Shane’s in there-”

“Y/N, now! We don’t have much time before everyone hears the commotion,” he insisted as she struggled to get out of his grasp.

“Rick!”

“Now,” he said sternly and she finally obliged, “come on, everyone’s waiting. Shane will catch up, he’ll be fine.”

Y/N cast a look back at the two men, noticing that Shane was now overpowering Negan, blood all over the two of them. She frowned and called out to him, “SHANE! STOP!”

“Get out of here, Y/N. Don’t watch this,” he growled at her and shook her head at him, Rick trying desperately to pull her away from the scene.

“Don’t do it, Shane. I know what you want to do, but stop,” she pleaded with him, “you’re better than this. This isn’t who we are!” 

“Rick, get her out of here,” he shouted angrily, and Rick grabbed Y/N forcefully and took and her away from the scene. 

Y/N remained wordless as she pulled along by the Rick and met with the rest of the crew. She knew Shane was angry, but this was the angriest he had been in a long  time. She just didn’t want for him to do anything he would regret.

“Y/N, you’re safe,” Maggie said as she threw her arms around her. Y/N nodded and tightly hugged, wishing this would just be all over and they could be back home already. She didn’t realize she was crying until Michonne reached over and wiped away her tears.

“We’ll be home soon, Y/N. Then you can rest,” she said softly and Y/N hung her eye after giving her a soft nod of understanding.

“Y/N? Baby doll,” Shane’s voice gently stirred her awake. Y/N opened her eyes and saw him looking intently, his face bruised, cut, and caked with blood, “hey.”

“Shane,” she said quietly as she reached over and tenderly touched his face, “you’re back. We’re home. Are you okay?”

“Don’t you worry about me, sweetheart, I’m just fine,” he promised as he kissed her forehead, “how are you doing?”

“I’m glad to be home. It was miserable over there,” she said as she rolled over to face, “they didn’t do anything to me, but it just felt so awful. I’m glad you came for me.”

“I’d never, ever, leave you. We just had to wait for the right timing and for Negan’s guard to be down,” he explained as a worried look crossed her features.

“Did you-”

“No, I didn’t kill him,” he promised and she almost felt relieved. She always said that they never wanted any of them to stoop to such low levels and to kill only when necessary, “but he’ll make sure never to mess with us again.”

“I love you, Shane,” she said as she pulled back the covers and beckoned for him to join her, “now, you need to get some rest.”

“I love you too, Y/N,” he said as he gingerly crawled under the covers, “just so you know, I won’t be letting you take anymore nighttime strolls by yourself for a long time.”

“That’s fine with me,” she agreed as she kissed him, “I guess I did need you after all.”

“Don;t worry, I’ll always be here for you,” he said as she rested her head on his chest, sighing contently, and feeling safer than she had in a long time.

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Hello all! My name is Hannah, and I’m really excited to get started. I’ve got some info about my boy Lochlan under the cut. You can message me or just like this and I’ll come to you but either way I love plotting so bring me plots

|JAMIE CAMPBELL BOWER,HE/HIM,CISMALE| Allow me to introduce {Lochlan O'Conchobhair}, the {28} year old {Prince} from {Ireland}. One of the cooks told me that {he} is {charismatic + impetuous} but the servants say otherwise. Did you know that {he} is promised to marry {Charlotte Windsor}? How intriguing! {hannah,23,she/her,est}

Lochlan is.... a mess tbh.  

He’s kind of based on the song “Lost Boy” from Darling

Ever since he was a kid, Lochlan has always been a bit wild. He grew up loving to laugh, to run, to play pranks on his siblings and members of the household, and generally to be free

People tolerated his antics at first, but the older that he got the less charming it was. His scandals became more public and more outrageous, especially once he began drinking

As he got older, he started feeling the pressure of his responsibilities creeping up on him.

He left home right around the age of twenty to spend some time traveling and “find himself” (read: drink in new and interesting locales lmao)

He found that he really enjoyed the freedom that not being A PrinceTM afforded him, and every day started to dread returning to the castle more. He started to push is return date back and back and back and eventually it just became indefinite. He probably also got pretty bad about responding to correspondence because he didn’t want people to guilt him to come home

Eventually, Lochlan decided that it was finally time to return. He missed his family- even if being with them meant returning to a life that he didn’t love, he wanted to see them again

To his surprise, the King's advisor met him before he had even come ashore and basically told him that he shouldn’t come home. They had been doing better without him; the country and their family would be better if he were to just stay gone. At least then they could forget about him

TBH this really hurt but Lochlan had always been kind of proud so he decided that if he wasn’t wanted that he wouldn’t stay. He was back at sea by the end of the night with his trusted friends, already planning their next exploits.

He ALSO decided that if his family really didn’t care about him, then he wasn’t going to waste time missing them. Of course, that’s a lot easier said than done.

He went back to his old life, although maybe now there’s an edge of bitterness that wasn’t there before

When the assassinations started occurring, Lochlan wasn’t particularly worried. He had become p much unknown by this point- and anyone who did recognize him on the street thought he was just ‘some young cad who spent too much time at the taverns.’

One day though, he got a letter telling him to go to the safehouse because otherwise he was going to be killed. He isn’t sure who sent it, but the fact that they were able to find him at all means that he was a lot less safe than he had thought he might be

He reluctantly went to the palace, joined by a few close friends. He’d been dreading seeing his siblings once again, but even the stress of that was pushed out of his head when the truth came out about his betrothal

That he would have to marry anybody, much less an English girl, was infuriating. He quietly decided that the best course of action is to cause enough trouble that people come to their senses and let him out of the marriage

There are only a handful of people that he really knows how to be himself around, with everybody else he keeps up a ‘Charming Bad Boy’ Aesthetic  

Honestly, he’s a lot softer than he comes across

He’s quick to sarcasm and mocking, but mostly because he believes that people are better off without him and so pushes them away

Would rather Leave than Be Left, ya feel?

Still loves to laugh and joke and drink tbh

Anyway that’s all I can think of atm but yeah come plot with him!!!