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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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episode 209 spoilers below

I'm so late today but here it is

I love EJ, he's finally learning to be happy. I'm so proud.

Ms Jenn = every boomer during zoom calls, like jeez yes we can hear you stop shouting at me.

LOVE THE SUBTLE JOKE ABOUT QUARANTINE "these dark times" "you mean spring break?"

ah yes, remember when we thought covid was just gonna give us a longer spring break? good times

SEBLOS

damn the passive aggressiveness from Carlos and the absolutely over it tone from seb✋

CASWELL COUSINS!!!!! THEY'RE THE BEST!!!!

we needed more if this kind of goofiness for the first part of season 2 that only such an iconic duo can provide.

old old movies-

is it even that old, or is Nini being a gen alpha rn-

i choose to imagine EJ being scared of the movie and hiding in Ashlyn's shoulder while she keeps a straight face and then EJ pretending to be tough afterwards

aww redlyn are soulmates.... yknow, if gingers had souls

(please ignore me)

y'all saw how EJ's face *lit up* when Gina logged on? how dare you tell me he doesn't like her

ofc she's no damsel in distress, she's Gina porter, she's amazing.

so do we think she'd be the type to just glare at suspicious people? or bark at them

do they not know that Rini broke up? or is Ms Jenn just wanting Nini to suffer through her heartbreak to make her a better actress....

speaking of, why is Nini in the call? she's not in the show anymore. Unless she is, even after the rose and the song got cut, which would be so unfair to all those that auditioned properly before she even came back but whatever, she's the main character I get it 🙄

big red is a hero honestly, Nini better thank him for changing the subject like that

I can't-

i won't work you over the break-

this woman would 100% work her kids 24/7 if it was legal and idk how to feel about it.

YES GINA USE THAT CHARM

QUEEN

FRENCH QUEEN

SHE LEARNT FROM THE BEST (antoine obvi)

smh the airport lady, eavesdropping on Gina's call.

The way she was so happy to answer EJ's call, "eej"

I love them your honour.

EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YES PLEASE

great now we need to see Gina, Ashlyn and EJ having a complete spa day and EJ getting really into it and Gina and Ashlyn take pictures of him when he's laying down in a robe with a mask and cucumbers on his eyes.

finally we get to see Gina's side of portwell

the way she considered it as flirting, this is the sign she asked for in episode 6 come onnnnn

no is Asher/jack really doing tiktok dances in an airport-

Ricky is me. I am burrito.

oh Lynne, sweetie, I'm sorry but the blonde hair is not it

is that even the same lady or-

THE BEAN

THE CHICAGO BEAN

THE BIG OLD METAL BEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY 😭

jetlag is my go to excuse for anything... I haven't travelled in 2 years.

"welcome to the Lynne and Mike gossip show. where we talk about our depressed son that we both neglect in certain ways! And now a word from our sponsor, Nord VPN..."

SO MANY CANDLES

WHAT DEMON IS LYNNE TRYING TO SUMMON IN HIS ROOM-

is Nina becoming social media obsessed EJ from season 1? AND SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING SONGS TOO PLEASE WHY ARW THEY RECYCLING THE SAME PLOT-

Gina smiling at the picture of her family on Instagram makes me so happy, idek why.

EJ's nails are so pretty, we needed to see it more (unless he had it on for the rest of the episode and I just.... didn't notice🧍🏽‍♀️)

oh not the tiktok kid✋

yes ma'am end this strange mans whole tiktok career

sir take a hint and leave

GINA NO DONT SAY YOUR LAST NAME HE COULD BE A HUMAN TRAFFICKER

Ricky, walking in style✨

weird kid, ok then Lynne, can't you see he's this close to the edge?

not all your fault baby Ricky, Nini sucks a bit more

RICKY YOU DIDN'T COME DOWN HARD ON THE SONG-

YOU ASKED WHAT IT WAS ABOUT AND SHE SHUT YOU DOWN-

PLEASE DO NOT BLAME YOURSELF

ok but the deleting comment thing was very bad

still don't know if I like Jack honestly

hmmm so Nini's calling herself Nini instead of Nina in her little egg seat, while trying to write a song without inspiration.... Nini, honey, Ricky was your muse, he inspired you to write all those songs, even if it wasn't good for the relationship.

that doesn't mean you gotta get back with him, or that you can't write a song that not about him butttt it'll take some time

the rainbow sticker in her box and her rainbow shirt-

anyways wbk she's not totally straight

Jack are you a criminal?

quick, Gina, check his ankle for a tracker

THE YES AND PRACTICE STRIKES AGAIN

the way Gina wasn't into it in episode 6 but she's used the technique twice now

stole her grandma's Pomeranian-

Jack where the hell did you pull that out from-

the fake crying killed me, that looks like so much fun though

anyone wanna raid a first class lounge with me?

wait so is jack not gonna go in with her?

wouldn't he go in too? help look for the credit card? SO CONFUSED

the first class lounge guy was so into the drama though, watch his face when they start arguing 😭

sorry to break this to you Kourtney, but you haven't even blocked the second act yet soooo...

take that as you will

I love how all of them are totally dissing the dance off

that's the most realistic part of this show tbh

shouldn't Nini have asked how she knew....since the start? why is the fact that her best friend has knowledge of a North high secret now dawning on her...

Howie is sweet honestly, at least he's trying to help. but I stand with Kourtney, don't take him back just because he sang an amazing song, and is giving you a heads up on what's gonna happen...

KOURTNEY IS ME TRYING TO LEAVE AN ONLINE CLASS

I hate school

ooo Nini's writing a song about bad internet connection 🤩🤩🤩

I never lie, except when I do-

son that is the creepiest thing you could say to a stranger that you've been "helping"

2 truths and a lie👀

he's an Ariana fan 100%

called it.

OLDER BROTHER-

WHAT-

free spirit? damn so brother porter was in that horse movie

so has she been kissed or not?????????

I feel like she's moved more than 15 times though so possibly

but then if she's moved so much, and before east high she never opened up to anyone, she's never been kissed then?? damn

same though Gina so let's be besties please

heartbreak president is a great song title idea, give Nini a call rn

but wait

is the no strings attached feeling thing about her telling Ricky she liked him? she thought she was moving away so she thought it'd be no strings attached???

guys I think I figured it out insert the "I've connected two dots" meme

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT

IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S

OMG I LOVE I LOVE

NOT THAT I KNOW OF???

ma'am did you just kill me

yes you did

Lynne and Ricky have such a weird relationship

YES IT DID SUCK

TODD SUCKS

LYNNE SUCKS

yeah I get that you wanted Ricky to like Todd BUT THAT WASN'T THE TIME

right so we already know that Ricky was so desperate to keep Nini cuz he didn't want to be like his parents, and now Lynne's talking about this-

Richard needs a long hug

yes Lynne, it is your fault. thank you for finally admitting it.

YES DYE YOUR HAIR

BLOND HIGHLIGHTS RICKY WILL RISE AGAIN

"sometimes the best, last thing you can do for someone you love, is let them go."

gotta admit I teared up at that point

not me thinking big red was calling ms Jenn cupcake for a hot second-

Carlos please omg, you're at the "beach" and they're leaving for the pool?

also, why not just do the call from the hotel room please omg

"don't ask me"

"Carlos"

OMG WHAT HAPPENED

big red wants the tea

O M G

SEB IS JEALOUS

JEALOUS SEBBY IS MY FAVOURITE THING IDC

I'm surprised ms Jenn knew how to give Nini permission to screenshare tbh

So lily's been stalking the East high kids and spending time editing this video while she's supposedly in an immersion trip.... right

EJ and Ashlyn's picture is so chaotic, what even is happening there

"slacking off" bestie its spring break, obviously they're confident enough that they'll get it done in time so why not focus on your own musical.

jealous seb = sassy seb

please what if those guys Carlos is posing with are his cousins or something and that's why he's so confused about Seb

6 YEAR OLD EJ I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

Nini saying she's obsessed with her ex, that's not weird at all 👍

I can just tell Matt had a blast harassing Julia with those puppets.

Jack please dont be like that, "yet"

chances are you'll never see eachother again 🥰

(honestly sometimes I really miss those friends I made on trips and stuff when we'd spend the day or week together, only to never see them again....those were the good days though)

Ashlyn and Nini should write more songs..... something better than this one at least

Nini: "im good"

cue the Tia Mowry (please I can't spell) crying gif

oh I forgot Ricky was in the show for a hot second

1. where did Gina get to film this without people being around

2. did she just... randomly change her clothes???

ok but the transition between Carlos and EJ

*chefs kiss*

now everyone shut up, EJ's singing

oh i think I'm pregnant

HIS MUSCLES

YES KOURTNEY

I love how big red and Kourtney went from being "the best friends™" to the couple in season 1, to kinda close themselves and having their own plots

sebby makes me so happy

props to biggies editing skills honestly

PORTWELL BEING SIDE TO SIDE I CANT

AND SEBLOS OMG

big red lives for the drama

"wow" so true Ricky

no he is not cute, stop it

"holding" ok that's kinda cute

yeah EJ's a lucky guy😌

jokes aside, it's not that hard to exchange numbers-

keep in touch if you want

ok I really like Jack now

if he comes back in season 3, maybe have him be LGBTQ+ ?

like the only out characters they have rn are Seb and Carlos and they're like the sterotypes, yk?

I'd love to see jack kinda break the mold

Ricky's breaking my heart

that song just hurts

the only thing

now I don't hate Lynne????????

HOW DARE THEY WRITE IN A PROPER REDEMPTION ARC FOR HER

UGH IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HER FOREVER

I mean I don't live her now but she's good

but honestly

"mom can I show you something"

IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL

THE PICTURE AND EVERYTHING OMG

I'm sobbing please help

Gina saying she's just waiting for the right guy and then EJ coming to the airport to pick her up late at night without her asking, offering to bring her back in the morning so she won't have to Uber, bringing her a granola bar (WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE FORGOT TO PACK) and without expecting anything in return???

ms ma'am you've got a keeper right there

her smile at the end was so heartwarming I really can't.

this episode was great.

it felt really short but I liked it, great character development for Ricky, Lynne and Gina.

Cant wait for next episode to see more of EJ being the ideal boyfriend /hj

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #seblos #nini salazar roberts #jack hsmtmts #carlos rodriguez #seb mathew smith #kourtney greene #big red #ashlyn caswell #caswell cousins #portwell will be the death of me #guac's episode text blocks :)

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mistymazzello · 4 years

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Illicit Affairs | chapter 4

Joe Mazzello x Reader

summary-Y/N, a failing actress in New York City, is offered an internship as Joe Mazzello’s assistant on the set of a movie. Her seemingly small crush on her boss could get her into trouble, but what does she have to lose?

word count- 6.1k (i got a little carried away)

warnings- smut, unprotected sex, all that stuff. (by reading on you’re confirming that you’re 18+😳)

a/n- i promise this last week and i’m just now posting it and i’m SO SORRY. pls let me know what you think!

based on illicit affairs by taylor swift

September turned over to October, bringing cold weather and days that slowly became shorter. You were done trying to stop your feelings for Joe, there was no stopping how you tirelessly obsessed over him. It made it worse that it almost, almost felt like he was reciprocating. But still, not quite.

Joe finally started lightening up on scheduling, giving everyone a few days off every now and then and not having extremely early call times. This meant you weren’t leaving the apartment at 6 in the morning and coming back at 8 anymore, leaving time for you to be around your roommates. Now, did you want that time? Not exactly.

Cameron had hardly spoken two words to you since everything that happened the previous month, leaving an awkward tension always hanging around the apartment. One morning, the sky completely gray, leaving the city shakingly cold, Cameron walked into the kitchen while you stood on the phone as you poured coffee.

You were talking to Julia, who had called you to ask if you had any time to do some of her busy work for her, which you weren’t necessarily sure if you did, but you agreed to anyway. The phone call ended with her making some Fleetwood Mac reference that you didn’t understand, but you laughed either way. You hung up and set your phone down as you slowly stirred your coffee, Cameron sitting on a stool on the other side of the counter.

“Was that the director?” She asked softly.

You looked up, slightly stunned. “Um, no. Producer.” You answered.

She furrowed her eyebrows. “What does he want?”

“She just has some things that she needs me to do today.” You said. It was weird that she all of the sudden was trying to talk to you.

“So you like working on the movie then?” She asked.

You blinked. Was she trying to actually talk to you? “Yeah, I love it. I think it’s great.”

She nodded. “You think the movie’s gonna be good?”

You could’ve smiled. This was the first conversation the two of you had in weeks. You had to admit, you missed your best friend. “Yeah, actually it looks really good. I’m excited for it.”

You pulled another mug from the cupboard and poured the rest of the coffee you had made into it, sliding it across the counter to her. She accepted it, picking it up to wrap her hands around it.

“I’m sorry that I got so mad.” She said, looking into her mug. It was a little late for an apology, but still, you accepted.

“It’s okay. You were upset.” You shrugged.

She nodded and took a long sip from her coffee, still never looking up to meet your eyes.

“So can we stop being weird now? I miss how things were.” You said, setting your own mug on the counter.

She laughed slightly. “Yes. I was hoping we could stop doing this.” She smiled.

You sighed in relief and finally, things were normal. How they were supposed to be. Things felt more in place than ever as you went to set that day. Today was supposedly going to be very easy, but you had a sneaking suspicion that you were going to be there rather late.

Just as you had suspected, before you knew it, the sky was turning dark. Joe finally called it a day at 8, much to everyone’s relief.

“Go get some sleep, kid.” He hit the back of your head with his clipboard playfully.

“First off, ow.” You laughed, holding your hand to the back of your head.

“Have a good night, Mr. Mazzello.” Beck spoke as he pulled his jacket on.

“You too, Mr. Beck.” He saluted him.

A loud sigh escaped your lips as you wistfully watched him walk away. Why did he have to be so nice to you?

Something you had noticed was how close this cast and crew was. You weren’t as involved in that closeness as you would have liked to be, but you figured it was because you were much younger than all of them, and you were just about at the bottom of the food chain in terms of power.

You saw a few cast members congregating near Joe, so you decided that you weren't going to interrupt to tell Joe goodbye, you figured you could just text him something about heading out instead.

A little ways away from you, Joe saw you waving bye to a few people and his heart sunk. Before thinking, he cut off one of the actors who was talking. “Hey, do you care if I invite Y/N?”

A few people turned around to look in your direction, luckily you had your back turned to them.

“The intern?” One of them asked.

Joe quickly realized how desperate he must have sounded asking like that. “Yeah,” He said, shrugging, “She’s nice, I think you guys would like her.”

He wasn’t lying about that. He knew everyone would like you, and you were nice. But he wanted to invite you because he desperately wanted to spend more time around you, specifically outside of work.

They all agreed, and the conversation moved forward about the bar that they were going to that night. Joe excused himself and jogged over to you, right as you were about to leave.

You saw him coming out of the corner of your eye and you turned in his direction, smiling. “Hey, I was just about to go.”

Disregarding what you said, he asked, “Me and a few people from the cast are going out for drinks, do you wanna come?”

“Tonight?” You responded, a bit taken back. You were a little too excited to be receiving this offer, but you tried your hardest to conceal the smile that was already on your face.

“Yeah.” He said, “I think we’re just gonna uber there in like 20 minutes.”

You weren’t used to receiving invitations like this, especially since you left college. “Oh.” You said, trying not to sound like a complete spaz.

“So if you wanna stick around, I can tell you when we’re leaving?” He said, his hands in his pockets as he rocked onto his toes.

“Yeah, sure.” You smiled, wringing your hands together.

He nodded and looked at the ground. He could hardly believe the way he was acting right now, it reminded him of high school. He was acting like a complete idiot, all because of you. All because of that stupid smile on your face.

“Oh,” he remembered, “and don’t tell Beck. He’s not invited.” He winked before walking away. He really shouldn’t be picking favorites like this, but how could he help it when one of you was a stuck up asshole and the other one was as sweet as you were?

Regardless, you were glad he liked you. It gave you some sort of validation for your feelings, even though deep down, you knew that your crush on him was hopeless.

When you showed up to the bar, it was freezing outside, yet incredibly warm inside. By the time you were shedding your jacket, which was only seconds after sitting down, Joe had ordered shots for everyone, saying that you had to take them in honor of the 12 hour day you had just worked. There were about 11 or 12 of you, spread out between a few booths. The bar wasn’t terribly busy, taken that it was a Wednesday night, but still, this was New York City, so places were always bustling. You were sat by Julia and a few of the other girls, subconsciously clinging to Julias presence like she was your mom. You got talking with a few of them, all of them remarkably talkative. The girl across from you, Charlotte, who was probably the closest to your age out of everyone, began talking to you about the internship.

After you explained the whole situation about how you got the internship, conveniently leaving out the part about Cameron, you were about to ask her about how she had got casted, but she spoke first. “You know, everyone loves you. No offense if he’s your friend, but I think I speak for everyone when I say we prefer you over Beck.”

“Oh, god, he’s not my friend.” You laughed. “He hates me.”

“Oh my god,” Her eyes lit up “He hates me too! I’m always like, dude, you need to calm the fuck down.” She said, picking up her drink to take a sip.

“Me too! He always says I’m unprofessional.” You frowned.

“I think he has some personal issues he needs to sort out.” She said.

“Mommy issues.” Julia piped up before finishing off her glass.

The three of you laughed, the attention shifting swiftly over to the girl sitting next to Charlotte, Lola, who was whispering something in her ear.

“Oh, god, Lola, don’t be gross.” She groaned.

Lola pulled away and grabbed her drink off the table then looked back at Charlotte. “Wish me luck.” She smiled.

You tilted your head slightly as she stood up from the table, walking slowly over to the bar. Wondering what she needed luck for, you tried not to stare as she approached the bar. You didn’t pay any mind to Joe, who was standing next to her, until she began to talk to him.

Your face flushed as you realized what she was doing. She was trying to flirt with Joe. It wasn’t until you looked back at the table until you realized that Charlotte and Julia were both looking at her, too.

Julia looked back and you exchanged a glance. “Is she...?”

“Trying to sleep with Joe? Yes.” Charlotte said, looking slightly disgusted.

You didn’t say anything as you looked into your drink, swirling the glass around as you contemplated your defeat. She was at least 7 or 8 years older than you, much closer to Joe’s age, an established actress, and much more in his league. All at once, you began to realize how stupid you were for ever thinking you and Joe had something between you.

“She could get into big trouble for that.” Julia chided. “It’s in the contract that all of you signed. No relationships.”

“Does fucking count as a relationship?” Charlotte set her chin in her palm.

Julia chuckled. “No, I guess not, if it’s not ongoing.”

“Ah, then she has a chance.” Charlotte said, all three of you turning your attention back to the two of them.

Over at the bar, Joe's mind was scrambling. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what Lola was doing. He’d seen it a million times. He wanted to be nice, but he wanted to cut this off before it went any further and he had to reject her. He had been waiting for the right moment to approach you without making it seem like he was hitting on you. He genuinely just wanted to talk to you.

But, as the minutes passed, Lola was not taking any hints. She continued to talk, continued to touch his arm playfully, even though Joe was reciprocating none of it.

Julia ended up leaving within the next 30 minutes, saying something about how her partying days were far behind her. You and Charlotte stayed at the table, ordering drink after drink, giggling as you talked about your past relationships, it almost made you forget about what was going on across the room.

“I have you beat on the worst breakup.” She laughed. “A guy once broke up with me after I flew across the country to see him. On my birthday.”

You gasped dramatically. “No.”

“Yes.” She laughed. “Arguably the worst day of my life.”

The two of you sat, giggly and tipsy, for a few quiet moments. “Why didn’t I know you were so fun?” She asked “I feel like we’ve hardly ever talked before and we’re around each other everyday.”

You sighed. “I don’t know. I just feel like a bit of an outsider because I’m so much younger than everyone.” You opened up. If you didn’t have any alcohol in your system, you would have never said this to her.

“Aw,” She frowned “Like I said, Y/N, we all love you. Everyone always mentions how sweet you are.”

“Really?” You smiled.

‘Yes, really. Especially Joe. He never shuts up about you.” She said.

You looked into her dark eyes and tilted your head. “What? Really?” Your heart could’ve jumped out of your chest.

“Yeah, he’s always like ‘Oh, I’m gonna wait up for Y/N. Have you seen Y/N yet today? Y/N this, Y/N that” She imitated him, her hands waving around as she did a horrible impression of his voice.

You laughed a little, your smile never faltered. Was she telling the truth? Did he talk about you so much that she had noticed it?

You finally remembered the whole Lola thing, your eyes glancing over the bar. Now they were sitting down, she was leaning over to him, talking, as he took a drink. You sighed and looked back at Charlotte, who was downing the rest of her third or fourth drink.

“I should probably go pull her off of him.” She sighed, her eyes following yours over to the bar. “She’s drunk as fuck, she needs to go home and maybe try again when she’s not wasted.”

She gave you a pat on the head, making you smile, as she stood up. “I’ll see you on Saturday.” She said, giving your head one last pat before walking over to the bar. You watched as she came up behind Lola, resting her hand on her back and giving her a soft smile as she spoke to her. It was obvious that Lola was resisting, but Charlotte was persistent, and she eventually hopped off of her chair and followed her. The two of them waved to you as they walked out of the bar, you gave them a quick grin and waved back. You almost sighed in relief. You had finally made some friends.

Joe was now sitting by himself at the bar, and you alone at the table. As long as you didn’t try anything like Lola did, you didn’t think it would be weird if you went and sat by him. Maybe that was the alcohol talking, but you still got up and walked over to him, pulling the stool out to sit down next to him.

When he had originally heard the stool next to him move, he thought it was just another girl trying to talk to him, and he almost let out an exasperated sigh. But it wasn’t just another girl. It was you. Instead, he sighed in relief.

“Hey, kid.” He said, taking a drink from his beer.

“Hi.” You said, scooting the chair in.

“You have fun?” He asked, setting his beer down to turn to you.

“Mhm.” You nodded. “Charlotte’s so nice.”

“Good.” He gave you a closed mouth smile. “I’m glad.”

You realized that you had left your drink back at the table when you all of the sudden had nothing to do with your hands. Joe must have noticed at the same time, because just as you were about to order something, he beat you to it.

“Can we get two shots of fireball?” He asked.

“Oh god.” You set your face in your palm.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to drink it.” He said.

“What, you’re going to take both to try and impress me?” You giggled, setting your forearms on the counter.

He shook his head with a small laugh as the bartender handed them over. He set one in front of you and one in front of him.

“Okay.” He started. “Truth or drink.”

“Oh,” You smiled “I can do that.”

“Ladies first.” He smirked, crossing his arms as he looked at you. It almost felt like he was taunting you, his arms almost making you drool as they stretched out his shirt.

You smirked back. Only thinking for a quick moment, you knew what you wanted to ask. “When’s the last time you slept with someone?” You asked, a cocky look on your face. Even if you were crossing a line by asking that, you could hardly care. It felt hotter than it did when you had first gotten there, but that could be coming from the warm feeling in your cheeks from the alcohol. Or because you were blushing. He wasn’t going to answer something like that to you.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the shot. “Last month?” He estimated. You were a little bit shocked that he answered, and that he didn’t hesitate to do so.

Your eyebrows must have been raised or your eyes must have been wide, because he asked, “What? Did you think I was gonna say 3 years ago?”

“What? No,” You laughed “I just… who?” You asked, almost out of instinct. Almost out of jealousy.

“Nope. Not your turn.” He shook his head. He leaned closer to you, prompting you to lean closer to him. “If you had to have sex with one guy in this bar, right now, who would it be?” He said, his voice low, even though no one around would be able to hear anyways over the buzz of the crowd.

You hummed in thought, turning away from him to look around you. “I think…” You started, turning back to lean forward into him “the bartender down at the other end is cute enough?” You lied.

Joe’s jaw clenched. He didn’t know what he expected, but he couldn’t help but be disappointed. Before he could respond, you cleared your throat, unbeknownst to him that you had noticed his reaction.

“My turn.” You smiled. You went back and forth for a little while longer, desperately trying to ask a question to get the other person to drink, but nothing worked. The bar was loud, there were lots of people around, but still, you could only see each other. You could only feel the way his shoulder was rubbing against yours, you could only smell the whiskey on his breath and you could only think about how much you wanted him right now.

A few rounds later, it was Joe’s turn. He could feel the heat radiating from your face, and he thought your top was ridiculously low cut. Especially when you leaned over the bar. The way your knee would bump his was driving him crazy. It prompted him to come up with this question.

“What’s the oldest you’d be willing to sleep with?” He said, his expression straight and serious.

You reached to rub the back of your neck under your hair as you thought. Your heart began to quicken as you thought of all of the possible responses, until you finally settled on what happened to be one of the most risky answers. “Well,” You began, subconsciously leaning in so you were closer to his face, “How old are you?”

His jaw clenched again, but this time, not out of anger or jealousy. Out of lust and pent up desire. “Oh,” He said, his hand which was already brushing your knee moved from his leg to ghost over the top of yours. “Is that how it is?” His hand came to rest on your thigh, and he slid it so it was just slightly underneath your skirt on the inside of your thigh.

“Joe,” You breathed, closing your eyes as you clenched your thighs, trapping his fingertips.

“Yes?” He spoke softly into your ear, his voice low and sharp.

“Please.” You pouted, still not opening your eyes. His hand was warm on your inner thigh, but not as hot as the heat radiating from under your panties, which you thought Joe could for sure feel.

Just like that, he ripped his hand away from you, earning a whine from your lips as you leaned your head back. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, your eyes watched his hands intently. He pulled out a 50 and tossed it onto the bar, then stood up. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you off your chair. “Let’s go.” He grumbled, lightening his grip on your wrist to let his hand slide into yours. He practically pulled you out of the bar, and even though it was a cool fall night outside, you were still burning up.

He hailed a cab quickly as your head spun by how quickly things had turned. Even though both of you were as horny as you had ever been before, he still opened the taxi door for you. You climbed in, settling in the seat on the opposite side of the door before Joe climbed in, telling the driver his address quickly before moving to the middle seat to immediately grab your inner thigh roughly. Your hand wrapped around his bicep, you squeezed his arm to try and distract yourself from the wetness pooling in your underwear. His grip was deathly and his breathing was harsh as the two of you sat in heated silence. You had to physically try to stop yourself from making any further moves on him, opting to rest your forehead on his shoulder. In a moment of sweetness rather than lust, Joe kissed the top of your head lighty. Although the moment did make your heart melt, you still couldn’t focus on anything other than how badly you needed him.

“How far are we from your apartment?” You lifted your head up to whisper.

“Like 2 minutes.” He said. You let out a low, short groan.

“I know, baby.” He whispered.

You had decided that this had been the longest two minutes of your life. Between the way Joe’s legs kept twitching, to how his hand was slowly moving up your thigh, riding your skirt up, you were almost on the verge of tears by the time you pulled up to Joe’s apartment. He handed the driver some money, mumbling something about keeping the change as the two of you climbed out.

He grabbed your hand and you both tried not to sprint into the apartment building. The elevator ride was almost as excruciating as the taxi. You couldn’t keep your hands off of each other, his hand moving from the small of your back to squeeze your ass, earning a sharp breath in from you.

He fumbled with the key as he tried to unlock his door as quickly as possible. As if you could get anymore impatient, you were 2 seconds away from ripping the key out of his hands and doing it yourself when he finally opened the door, grabbing you by the fabric of your shirt and pulling you inside. It was pitch black, the only light coming from the city lights outside the windows. Using the grip he had on your shirt to turn you towards him, he pulled you into him. He kissed you messily, slowly backing you up until your back hit the door. It was a mess of clashing teeth and tongue as you desperately kissed each other, all of the pent up desire coming out all at once. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood on your toes to kiss him, his hands moving from your hips to your ass. He slid one of his hands down to the underside of your thigh, lifting your leg up so your knee was at his side. He growled into your mouth and you could only manage a whimper, your mind scrambling for a single coherent thought. He lifted his leg slightly to rub against your core, his jeans creating a rough texture. Instinctually, you grinded against his thigh, but your movements were limited as he had you pinned against the door.

He broke away, moving his lips to bite your earlobe. You let out an exhausted moan, dipping your head back to hit the wooden door behind you. He lifted his leg higher at this, almost lifting you off your feet by your core.

“Joe” You sobbed, your fingers pulling at his hair. You felt him smile against your neck.

He moved his head back up to kiss you again, this time his hands on both sides of your face. This kiss was slower, but just as passionate. He pulled you to the bedroom, not bothering to turn on any lights on his way there, opting to find his way in the dark. You already noticed that he had a habit of pulling you by the fabric of your shirt. Something you could definitely get used to.

Once you did make it to the bedroom, he wasted no time pushing you backwards onto the bed. Your back bounced against the mattress and you sat up on your elbows as he crawled on top of you, meeting your lips again. He grabbed both of your hands and held them for a second, then slowly moved them so they were pinned above your head. His grip wasn’t tight, but it was enough to keep you in place.

He pulled away to hover inches above your face, both of you panting. “I’m gonna ask you this, and I’m only going to ask you this once.” He said darkly, his voice overcome by lust.

You nodded eagerly, yet still staying silent.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” He asked deeply.

You nearly moaned at the tone of his voice.

“Need to hear you say it, baby.” He growled.

“Yes” You cried, begging him to do something.

That must have been a tipping point for him, because he let go of your wrists and tugged at the hem of your skirt, pulling it along with your underwear down and off of your legs. He tossed them to the ground and grabbed you by both of your thighs, lowering himself so his head was in between them.

He groaned as he looked at you, his grip slightly lightening as he admired how wet you already were. He placed a kiss to your lower thigh, looking back up at you. You were splayed out on his bed, your hair hanging in your face, your chest heaving. A sight he could get used to.

From there, he wasted no time diving in between your legs, licking your clit as he wrapped his arms tightly around your thighs, moving your legs so they were over his shoulders.

Your head was spinning as you slammed it back against a pillow on the unmade bed. You were hardly processing what was going on, your vision was blurry and your thoughts all bled together, the only thing you could feel was Joe.

You writhed underneath his touch, bucking your hips. His large hands laid over your stomach, holding you down. “Sit still.” He mumbled against you, the rumble of his voice pulsing through your entire body. You tried to still your hips, unable to stop them from twitching from pleasure.

His fingertips dug into your thighs as he began holding you tighter and tighter. He only ever touched your clit, only using his tongue, but it was more than enough for you. One of your hands was tangled in his hair, and the other was holding onto the pillow under your head. In the distance, but still at an embarrassingly fast rate, you could feel your orgasm coming on.

He must have sensed that you were close, or took a hint from the way you swirled your hips and pulled at his hair, because he smirked against you, then immediately pulled his head away.

“Joe” You whined, your grip on his hair loosening quickly.

He shook his head lightly, climbing back on top of you. He put his hands on either side of your head, and admired you under him for a second, even though you looked slightly disappointed. He leaned down to kiss you slowly, taking the feeling in.

As much as he would love to bask in that feeling and kiss you for the rest of eternity, he didn’t know how much longer he could take not fucking you. He pulled your shirt over your head without warning, leaving you in nothing but your bra.

Deciding that the ratio of clothes-taken-off was uneven, you reached for his belt buckle, grabbing him by the back of the neck with your other hand to pull him back down to kiss you. You fumbled with his belt buckle, trying to figure it out how to get it undone with your eyes closed.

Joe sighed into your mouth, pushing your hands away from his belt to do it himself. You giggled slightly, causing him to try and suppress a grin as you kissed. He took his belt off and you heard it hit the hardwood floor, followed by the sound of his pants unzipping. The thought of what you were about to get nearly made your eyes roll back in your head, the wetness spread across your inner thighs only growing.

You pulled the hem of his shirt up, breaking away from the kiss for only a second to allow him to pull it over his head, disregarding it with the rest of your clothes on the floor. Your fingers danced along the waist of his pants for a moment, then you slipped your hand inside. Joe was an extremely smooth kisser, but his rhythm was interrupted when you cupped him over his underwear, making him stifle his movements. You smirked and held him slightly tighter, making his arms nearly buckle as he groaned into you.

He let your little power trip last for a few more seconds before he grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand away from him. He grabbed your other wrist with the same hand and then held your hands over your head. He let go, but you held your hands where they were as he pulled his pants and boxers off.

Normally, in a situation like this, one you had been in times and times before, you would feel vulnerable. Laying naked on someone else’s bed while they undress, completely and utterly at their demand. But, for some reason, you felt safe and taken care of. You felt so secure in his touches as he set his hand on your thigh, moving himself to settle in between your legs.

He looked at you, your hands above your head as you looked back at him expectantly. He couldn’t help but pump himself a few times before finally lining himself up to your entrance. He reached up and set a hand by your head, the other holding his shaft. He stalled for a moment, taking time to look down at your pussy, sliding his tip up and down your slit.

You lifted your hips expecting him to push himself inside of you. “Please.” You whispered.

He looked back up at you, then leaned over you further, so his face was inches from yours. “Please what, baby?”

You reached up to set a hand on his broad shoulder which was flexed from holding himself up. “Please fuck me.” You begged.

He chuckled lightly. “Aw, sweetheart, all you had to do was ask.” He smiled. He pushed himself into you, and months of tension suddenly came undone.

He bottomed out, and your grip on his shoulder moved down to dig your nails into his shoulder blade. You shut your eyes and pushed your head further back into his pillow. “Oh my fucking god.” You staggered.

Joe couldn’t find it in himself to move right away, basking in the feeling of filling you up. He had thought about this exact moment too many times to take it for granted.

You took the liberty to move your own hips in a circle, causing him to grunt into your ear. He pulled out nearly all the way, then moved back in slowly.

As much as he wanted to take his time with you, the girl he had been obsessed with for the last 3 months finally underneath him, he began to feel himself losing control. His pace quickened at an insane rate, making you want to cover your mouth to try and stifle the ungodly moans coming out of you.

He lowered his head into your neck as he moved his hips against yours, making you lean your head back to expose your whole neck to him.

You felt him bite you softly, making you yelp in surprise. Heart fluttering, your cheeks flushed as he kissed your neck harshly. He began to slam into you harder, moving your whole body with every thrust. Red marks began to form on his back where you had dug all of your nails into his lower back.

His pace only got rougher and rougher as time went on, only making things more and more passionate.

“Joe, oh my god, please don’t stop, please please please please.” You rambled out of bliss. The feeling of build-up from earlier made a return as he lifted himself up, his hands on either side of your head.

He grabbed your thigh and held it up close to his hip, trying to find a better angle for you, he could tell you were close. He realized he had gotten that angle when you yelled out his name, arching your back into him, your voice broken and raspy.

“You close baby?” He asked his tone unrecognizable from the one you normally knew.

“Yes” You cried, grabbing into his hair unintentionally.

He lifted your leg over his shoulder with a grunt, hitting an unimaginable spot. He grabbed your throat to force you to look at him and leaned over you, his nose nearly touching yours. “Come on, give it to me, Y/N.” He growled.

Your vision went white as your orgasm hit you. Your jaw dropped open as he watched you come undone around him. Your whole body pulsed as you gasped for air. He let you come down from your high, riding it out roughly until your eyes fluttered open again.

All at once, he pulled out of you and grabbed your ankle, yanking your leg off of his shoulder. He grabbed your hips and flipped you over onto your knees, then grabbed you by a fistful of your hair and pushed your head down into the mattress. He began slamming into you again, the aftershock of your orgasm not even close to being over yet. You couldn’t do anything but let the tears welling in your eyes spillover as you cried his name over and over.

He pounded into you, his teeth gritted as he pushed your head further down into the bed. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, especially not with you like this. He yanked your hair up and pulled you close to him so he could talk into your ear.

“Do you know,” He spat with gritted teeth “how long I’ve waited to fuck you like this?” He wrapped an arm around your body to rub circles on your clit, his other hand moving you grab you by the throat again. “Having to see you, every. Fucking. Day. And not being able to have you? I thought I was crazy, Y/N, crazy for wanting to do the things I wanted to do to you. Things like this. But now I can see,” He began losing control of his body, his rhythm slowing as he could feel himself about to come “the feeling was mutual.”

He came inside of you as your second orgasm hit you out of nowhere, causing you to topple over as his movements slowed, your cum mixing with his. You moaned breathing in and out as he slowly came to a stop. “I’ve got you, baby, I’ve got you.” He sighed.

“Fuck.” He breathed. You sniffed and let out one last sob before he pulled out, causing you to wince. The rest of your body collapsed onto the bed as you panted, trying to catch your breath. He fell onto the bed next to you, the only movement you were able to manage was moving your hands up to wipe the tears off of your face.

Joe reached over and held you by the hip, pulling you to face him. He wrapped an arm around you to splay a hand in between your shoulder blades and moved the other to cup your cheek. His eyes moved from your eyes to your cheek. He stroked his thumb across your face to wipe the tears from your cheeks, your eyes fluttered shut under his touch. “Are you okay?” He spoke softly.

“Mhm.” You hummed lightly. You pressed a hand against his chest and moved to set your forehead on his shoulder. He rolled onto his back and you laid your head against his chest as he wrapped his arms completely around you.

Neither of you said anything, the room silent as your breathing slowly synced together. Joe couldn’t wipe his stupid, blissful smile off of his face as he rubbed your back lightly.

You couldn’t think about anything other than his heartbeat under your ear. Not the contract you signed, not Lola or Beck, not how much money you had and not how Joe was your boss. You only thought about the heartbeat you heard and the boy who owned it.

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cloveroctobers · 3 years

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ANNA-JULIA “AJ” (JONES) JARLETT

IG bio/info: @/annajj9x_ | 20.1k followers| Athlete | hey peeps can you stop asking me to throw it back cuz the answer will always be no! K thx take it easy 🏳️‍🌈🌻🏒🐶

21 years old

From bath, England

Hockey player as her profession for the past three years

Her position is defense

Their team name is “rowdy alphas”...yeah some team names just didn’t make sense or they’re cringe for no reason at all

Was raised by her mom,(her mom was a teen mom & had her at 17) maternal grandmother, and her paternal aunt (dad’s younger sister, who’s more like a big sister to her at 28)

They’ve made her into the person she is, literally

Her grandmother has a bed and breakfast that they all live in

the house is Victorian style—almost as if they walked right out of charmed! Instead of a big pink house, think yellow AND purple. It was hideous but homey and charming on the inside

growing up in a house with multiple temporary strangers wasn’t odd to aj at all, in fact it felt like the norm. There was always someone around to socialize with so that was quite nice

Her father was a pro baseball player & passed away due to a automobile accident

she has his smile & freckles

aj was also involved in the accident at the age of 6 & miraculously survived with intense injuries

Has scars as a reminder

used to have night terrors because of the accident...it took awhile—years!!! for them to subside

they’re all vague memories now (but the pain is something she’ll always remember) but she preferred it that way

she’s named “Anna” after her mother’s old best friend/roommate and was supposed to be aj’s god mother but she went missing during their uni years

the name“Julia” came from her paternal grandmother who she gets her wide doe eyes from

her athleticism definitely came from her dad

Her mother luckily liked to document things so there’s a bunch of home videos of her dad in them & pictures/scrapbooks that her mom has for safe keeping

She’s more of a klutz, tiny, and wears huge prescription glasses

extremely close to the three most important ladies in her life, so she’s always been able to be open with them about anything!

when she first expressed her interest in liking both genders around 17-18 her paternal aunt was all smirks, “i knew Britney Spears was so your type, yeah?”

more like shakira but Brit was just as pretty

her mother was a “cry baby” so ofc she burst out into tears squeezing aj’s limbs and peppering her face with kisses. She didn’t view her child as anything different... as she shouldn’t & was glad that her daughter trusted them with this significant moment in her life and wanted to be as supportive as she could

got books, watched Ted talks and everything but knew she could come to the source even tho aj was still figuring it out herself

her grandma dipped her head at the new info sitting at the round kitchen table, “been there. had a few broads in my life after and during my marriage with your no good grandad. Thank goodness the bastard died before you even got to meet ‘em.” “Mum!”

what felt like the biggest weight on her chest was lifted. She knew they’d understand but a part of her had a little bit of doubt, she’s heard so many horror stories where those like her didn’t have the support she has and that made her extremely sad to think about

i see her as a person that has/had many friends in secondary. She’s always open to chat and her being on a few sports teams helped her out in her case

very competitive in anything that she does & will guarantee that she’ll beat you. (“ You wanna race to the car from here?”wins. “Who ever cleans the most dishes the fastest gets the last slice of pie.”) majority of the time she’s right but if she loses?? oh don’t let her lose to you, it’s a pity party for the rest of the time ur in her space. Such a sore loser omg

stays active, always working out + has a gym membership and makes sure she goes at least five times a week

she’s very strong, loves leg day & working on her core

she’s about 5’10

loves wearing “gf jeans” since they’re super comfy but doesn’t mind skinny Jeans with rips in the knees every now and then

trainers and chucks are her go-to sneakers

has no issue shopping in the men’s section ‘cause who’s gonna stop her? Nobody that’s who

owner of over a 100 graphic tees + vertical stripped shirts are also her favs, SWEATPANTS/joggers?! How many does she have? A lot. Snapbacks? Plenty. Will she wear them backwards? Obviously.

Physical touch is her love language. She’s comes from a family that has no issue showing their affection by touch. There is NO such thing as personal space and that still stands with aj when it comes to relationships, she sees no other way

It’s what she shows and what she wants in return, if you’re not touching her in some sort of way, then automatically she thinks there’s something wrong or that she did something

Is the jealous type. It has shown in relationships and ruined a relationship or two

Has cheated on a significant other out of pure jealousy & is not proud to admit that

Does have a wandering eye but feels now that she truly understands herself when it comes to relationships, she’ll never act on it again

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, I get libra tendencies from her so that’s what I’m sticking with. She likes to keep the peace (unless she’s jealous) , idealistic — always looking on the bright side of things, outgoing, romantic, and professional— especially when it comes to her team; her true leadership comes out, yet she can be indecisive, hates confrontation, self pitying — if things don’t go perfectly how she imagined/planned it to, the world is ending and everyone is out to get her, and can be unreliable—never on time

September libra to be exact

if she’s really in love/taken a interest in you then she gets nervous: blushing, sweaty palms, cracking her knuckles, tongue tied—the whole 9

she’s already defined as a puppy by her coach but when she’s in love? She’s a lovesick puppy!

her fav holiday is Valentine’s Day

thought she was going to be a pro skateboarder growing up but it took one bad fall where she thought she was paralyzed for her to choose something else

she likes her weed on occasion

Obsessed with all types of cheese except cottage, “can I put cheese on this?”

more of a jumpsuit kinda girl or dressy top with jeans & hoops on a night out

has a solid group of mates outside of the hockey team, they’ve all met and hung out a couple of times, as they should since aj feels they’re going to be stuck with her for awhile so why not?

They’re a riot when they all go out, let’s just say that there’s never a dull moment

fav color is periwinkle

enjoys ASMR, mostly in the mornings when she’s waking up. You know how people love podcasts? (Sorry seb & Nicky, she still wants to be on the show soon!) ASMR is her thing

loves tangerines, you can count on it that she’ll have one on her, “where did you pull that from?” “I’ll never share my master plan.” “You’re such a tit.”

Definitely prefers “fresh squeezed” orange juice & will make her own, she has the tools & the strength 😏

Very rare for her to get sick ;) & if she does she’s a complete baby about it

Will fight that she’s sick before she admits it, trying all sorts of horrid remedies & vitamins

loves summer & all things that come with it, the number one thing is leaving bath for however long she can for a new place to enjoy

when she arrived to love island, she was thrilled for the weather. Yes she was looking for love but most importantly a nice get away & that it was (depending on your route that is lol)

closest with seb, vieve, elladine, and tai but don’t tell the others that! (She doesn’t care if you tell Yasmin, honestly)

just because her & seb “dated” and it didn’t work out doesn’t mean they can’t be friends right? It was almost automatic for them to be platonic after it was determined there would be no romance between them, almost like sibs! like those celebs like to say—except this time these two won’t turn around and actually find romance

vieve came with seb so...but no shade aj did like vieve. She gave great advice (while seb sometimes didn’t say the right things unintentionally or what aj needed to hear) when needed, especially from a medical view and is very sweet

elladine was the one who had all the tea & ideas to match, she’s quite organized and always down for DIY’s and could suggest almost anything. If you needed someone to help you get things tidy or match/find your Aesthetic, she’s the friend you call to help

tai was the one she could be a “bro” with, sure elladine has her competive side (or controlling, depends on how you view it) but tai was the one you can run to for much needed “bro hugs”, partying, going to the pubs, playing sports with or against, checking out/flirting with babes, etc...

it was not long after the villa that aj had a revelation with her sexuality & fully owned and labeled herself as a lesbian

She was happy being in relationship with someone else or with herself, life was short and she was young so there wasn’t time to dwell and stress over things so what the hell?! Live your truth the best way you know how ya know?

probably smells like sweet citrus, almond flower, and sea salt

on chest days, she’s a sweets snacker. Loves gummy bears (also with vodka) , swedish fish, sour patch kids, etc...basically shit that sticks to ur teeth

put all her chips into hockey, while it was advised by her Counselors & mum not to do so, aj went about it anyway. She thought about the pros and cons but knew there was nothing else for her. So there were more pros than cons. She was meant to play sports, its what felt right in her soul

Made her feel connected to her father, when she’s on the field she feels that he is with her

scrunches up her nose when she’s frustrated or confused about something

Doesn’t always grasp concepts right away, she’s a soft dummy but most of us are and that’s okay! We’re all smart in our own ways

Feels like sunflowers are always around her especially if she sees them wherever she is. They must symbolize SOMETHING, therefore she loves them

spf queen. All about it, get with it or let the sunrays ruin ur skin that’s on u

loves a good filet mignon medium-well & is probably the only good thing she knows how to make alongside a salad, baked potatoes, & her oj

sucker for romantic-comedies...it’s basically her life duh!

If she has a dog, it’s a Dalmatian or Great Dane. She needs a companion that’ll keep up with her

loves kissing, it’s her favorite form of intimacy

Quarantine life included the push up challenge for her. Gaining a few pounds in muscle and fat, bothering seb via ft, viewing old letters she wrote to her dad, spending time with her fav ladies since they were now restricted from having guests in their home, and letting boredom consume her + she hated the whole lockdown that came with it, she hated being indoors for long periods of time but she knew that’s what partly needed to be done

Posts a lot of beach, park, outings with her friends & team, moments with her fav ladies, workout videos, and guests at the b&b with their permission and if only she befriends them along the way. She’s just as active on the socials as she is in rl but she’s not obsessed with it, she knows how to live in the now. She’s all about balance!

I also feel like she never keeps her phone charged and it’s always dying on her! She had a car charger but...that’s a jungle. She needs to invest in a portable charger stat

crushing on/finds attractive: Jared Padalecki, Keanu Reeves, Barrett Doss, Camilla Luddington, Sandra Bullock, Adrian Kempe, Harry Kirton, Anya Taylor-Joy, Haley Lu Richardson, Naomi Osaka, Ming & Aoki Lee Simmons

who does she listen to? Shakira lol!! Bea Miller, Dua Lipa, Daya, XYLØ, Elley Duhé, Stela Cole, Aloe Blacc, Maroon 5, Lewis capaldi, Charlie Puth, girl in red, Hayley kiyoko, king princess, dodie, & tessa violet

Anthem: Icona Pop — we got the world

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barry-j-blupjeans · 3 years

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@taznovembercelebration - Day 21 - College/school

BUT ALSO this is the first chapter of that blupjeans college fic i mentioned yesterday. i’ll probably post it to ao3 or something later, but yea :O!

Being in college and opening a bakery at the same time was not the smartest choice, but Lup couldn’t really stop doing one or the other. There was no way in hell she was going to waste the scholarship she had been given, but the idea of leaving her brother to open and manage a bakery by himself was ridiculous in its own rights. Still, they were only three weeks into the semester and Lup’s schedule was overbooked and crumbling apart.

And now, on top of it all, her math professor had told her to go to tutoring to make sure she was able to do the work. If he listened to one goddamn thing she said, then he’d know that she could do math perfectly fine, she just needed a little extra time to fit it in with the rest of her schedule.

Also who the fuck needed to do college-level math while getting a goddamn music degree?

Lup made her way into the campus library, already ten minutes late. She spotted a library volunteer and made her way over, putting on her best smile to hide how frazzled she was.

“Hey,” Lup said and they looked up at her. “Do you know where the uh, student-led intro to algebra study group is? We were supposed to be meeting here at three.”

“Should be in the corner over there,” the person said kindly, sitting up a little to point towards the back of the library. “Behind the whole non-fiction section.”

“Thank you so much,” Lup said, adjusting her bag and turning away. Just as the volunteer said, the study group collected back there, spread out over two tables. It only had about six people, two of whom were obviously in charge. Lup dropped herself into a chair and put her stuff down. One of the tutors looked up. Lup couldn’t help but notice how obnoxiously thick his glasses were.

“You here for the study group?” he asked and Lup nodded.

“I don’t need help,” she said before he could get another word in. “I just haven’t had time to do my assignments and my professor told me to come. I can do it by myself, thanks.”

“Oh,” the man said. “I- alright. Well, I’m here if you need anything, okay? My name’s Barry.”

“Charmed,” Lup said, not feeling charmed at all as she pulled her book out of her bag. She didn’t tell him her name. He didn’t need to know it. There was always the chance that if she did tell him her name, word would get out that she needed to come here for help. Lup knew it wasn’t high school anymore. She knew gossip didn’t travel like that and that probably no one would care if she came here, but she couldn’t shake the habit quite yet.

She tried to ignore the group as they talked. The other tutor was named Lucas and he had a nasally voice and bandaids on all his fingers. Lucas wasn’t particularly trying to hide the fact that he thought he was better than everyone here. Maybe because of that, the other students flocked towards Barry. From what Lup could tell, though, Barry wasn’t the greatest either. Don’t get her wrong, he seemed like a decent guy, tutor, whatever. But he kept asking her if she needed help. She’d always say no. Then she’d go back to work and ten minutes later, he’d be asking again.

“Hey so-” Barry started, but Lup cut in again.

“I don’t need help,” Lup said, looking up at him. That’s when she realized there was no one else besides them here. The chairs were all empty. Barry was cleaning up the table.

“I… wasn’t gonna ask,” Barry said uncomfortably. Okay, Lup felt kind of bad for that. “Everyone else went home. I was gonna go home. Just wanted to make sure you, uh, you realized.”

“Oh,” Lup said blankly. And then, “Yeah, okay. I’ll pack up, too, I guess.”

“Alright,” Barry said. The silence was terribly awkward as they both gathered their things. Even more awkward when Lup remembered that the library only had one exit and they both were heading that way. She sped up and got ahead of him, reaching the door before he said anything else.

“Uh, hey!” Barry called out and Lup cringed, pausing at the doorway. “You coming Thursday?”

“Maybe,” Lup said, which meant yes because her professor wanted her to go to at least three groups. “I’ll check my schedule and see.”

“Cool,” Barry said. “Um, see you then. Maybe, I guess.”

“Yeah,” Lup said offhandedly. “See ya, Bluejeans.”

“I- what?”

“Blue jeans,” Lup said, waving a hand at his pants. “You wear ‘em. Like… the mom-type too. Don’t expect me not to say anything about it.”

She walked away. Calling him Bluejeans was better than calling him Thick Glasses, so she didn’t feel to bad about his flustered look.

The bus ride home was okay. Well, not okay because it was a bus ride, but, still, she was used to it. Plus side was that there were fewer people than usual. She got off at the stop closest to her apartment and climbed up the stairs until reaching her door. There was a slight moment of panic where Lup couldn’t find her keys, but it was fine because they had just fallen off her keychain and into her bag.

The apartment was… still a mess. Not that she expected any different. She flicked on the lights and set her bag down near the door. She heard movement and talking from the kitchen and went to check it out.

Taako was there, hunched over some papers, talking to someone on speakerphone. His hair was a mess and he was still in pajamas, which probably meant he hadn’t left the apartment all day. There was a bowl of baby carrots near him, a half-eaten one sitting next to his papers.

“...just got home, so I gotta go,” Taako said saying. “I’ll call soon, yeah? You’re a fuckin’ miracle worker, Steven.”

“Eh, it’s all in a day’s work,” Steven’s voice said from the phone. “We’re on your side here, kiddo.”

“Not a kiddo,” Taako said, like he always did.

“Uh-huh,” Steven said, in his the same doubtful tone he always replied in. “Talk to ya soon. And get some rest, huh? Bye.”

“Bye,” Taako said, hanging up. He turned to face Lup, looking tired but happy. “How’d your study sesh go?”

“Fine, I guess,” Lup said, sitting next to him. She grabbed a few of the baby carrots from the bowl and he scowled at her. She grinned. “It was just a buncha nerds doing nerd things.”

“Bet Luce would love it,” Taako said and Lup shook her head.

“Nah, Luce is better than these nerds. Get this- one of the tutors claims that his grandfather made millions off inventing stuff. And he’s just bragging about it. He’s a fuckin’ prick, Koko.”

“Ouch,” Taako said.

“Yeah,” Lup said. “And the other dude kept asking me if I needed help every three seconds and I was like, pssh do I look like I need help? I’m only here because my professor fuckin’ made me come. Lemme work in peace.”

“Double ouch,” Taako said. “I’m sorry, Lu. I can help you if you want. Or maybe we can call up Dav and he can-”

“No,” Lup said. “I- no. You’ve got the bakery to work on, right? We need to get that set up. And Dav is probably on a business trip, who knows.”

“He’s not, actually,” Taako said, which surprised Lup. “Luce texted me earlier to tell me he came back early. There was a situation.”

“A bad situation?” Lup asked.

“Maybe,” Taako shrugged. “Luce said he hasn’t talked since he got back so I’m guessing something happened and he’s gone non-verbal for a while again.”

“Damn,” Lup said, leaning back in her chair. She took a bite of one of the baby carrots. “That sucks.”

“Yeah,” Taako said. “Brighter news, though? Steven’s helpin’ me with the business shit now.”

“For what price?” Lup asked.

“We gotta let Julia work there,” Taako said. “For experience, you know? But Maggie’s already wormed his way into our staff, so no doubt Julia was gonna end up with us anyway.”

“That’s true,” Lup said. “But hey, more hands can’t be bad, right?”

“Right,” Taako said. He shuffled through a few papers. “We’re still going with ‘For Goodness Bakes” for the name, right?”

“As long as ‘let’s bake the world a better place’ is still our tagline, for sure,” Lup said, snorting. They had come up with the name on the fly, after a night of no sleep and then never fulfilled their promise to choose something better. She shoved another baby carrot in her mouth. “What are we doing for dinner? Have you even eaten today? Besides baby carrots.”

“Baby carrots are food, Lup,” Taako said, snatching the bowl away from her. “And I have work to do.”

“Let’s get some takeout or something, then,” Lup said. “Put on a movie.”

“Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2,” Taako said. “And maybe some good takeout rather than the shitty burger place down the street. We’ve fuckin’ earned it, Lulu.”

She stole the carrots back with a scowl.

#taz #The Adventure Zone #lup #taz lup #taz november celebration #mine #hope u guys like it :O!#ise cube writing

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To all the boys I've loved before. (Based on the OG movie, not the book)

A/N: There is no love triangle like in the movies cuz I ✨ hated ✨ it in the movie, so the ending is gonna be different. Actually, a lot of stuff is going to be different. Kinda mixed stuff from the books. Also, STEVE is gonna behave like PETER K and JULES is gonna be like LARA JEAN. Ohh damn, this is gonna be chaos xD Credits to Jenny Han, ofcourse! xD

Oh and warnings? MY WRITING. THAT'S IT.

Julia sat in her room, reading The Martian. It was her favorite book as she was a huge science enthusiast. That was Julia, she loved living in her small world. Her world included her parents Daisy and Grant Johnson, her sisters Riley and Katherine Johnson, her best friend Natasha Stark. She was loved by them and was happy with them. Adding to the list was Hayden, Riley's boyfriend who also happened to be their neighbor for about five years. It was just another night. Her mom called her down for dinner. They had dinner and the sisters sat with Hayden in the living room, watching TV. Julia excused herself and came back to her room because she was getting bored of the TV running in the background while Riley and Hayden talked in shushed voices. Riley was her elder sister, the eldest of Johnson sisters while Katherine was the youngest. No one called her Katherine, those who are close to her, I mean. It was Kitty to them, because she's white and scrawny like a cat. She knew Riley was moving to Scotland for college, but Julia felt like she had already gone distant as she was spending too much time with Hayden. She didn't blame her tho, Riley knew it would be more painful for Hayden if she moves away.

Therefore, Julia decided to lie and come to her room, and continue reading her book. When she came up, she still felt a pang when an image of Riley and Hayden curled up in the couch flashed her mind. She felt this was wrong, Hayden was her sister's boyfriend. She thought her crush on him was long gone, when she wrote him a love letter, more like a goodbye letter to Hayden, just like she did to the other boys she had crushes on. The most important thing is, the letters are only for her eyes, she didn't mail them. She tore a paper from her notebook and wrote another letter, hoping it was the final letter she'll be writing to Hayden.

Julia's letters are her most secret possessions. There are five total: Viggo from camp; Steve from seventh grade; Jake from Homecoming; Grant from Model UN; and Hayden. She writes a letter when she has a crush so intense that she doesn't know what else to do. Rereading her letters reminds her of how powerful her emotions can be, how all-consuming.

She then put the letter into the hatbox under the envelope where she had earlier put Hayden's first letter and closed the box. That's it, her feelings are gone the moment she finishes her letter, or that's what she hoped. It has always worked though, don't even ask how.

Riley is flying to Scotland tomorrow, and that meant her last night with Hayden. Julia didn't mean to peek, but she saw Riley and Hayden on the lawn, standing close by each other. Hayden's eyes were teary, so was Riley's. That's when Julia understood they had broken up. She closed the curtains and went to Riley's room to sit down, and talk. Riley came in and told her the same. They hugged for a while and talked all night. "Never go to college with a boyfriend, Julia" she said wisely. She nodded as they slowly drifted to sleep.

The next morning, the family went to drop her off at the airport. Riley said her goodbyes to them and flew away to Scotland. She's gone away, just like that, Julia thought. She had a close bond with Riley, she was more like a mother to Julia than a sister. When they came back home, Kitty and Julia had a major fight in the living room about changing the TV channels and Kitty stormed upstairs. That night was the night before school night. After a few hours of watching TV, Julia went to the kitchen to wish good night to her parents and then off to sleep.

Today was the first day of school. Julia was entering ninth grade, freshman year. Classes went by as usual, it was mostly just introductions and orientations. She had run into Peggy though, right in the morning. "Oh, it's you." she sneered at Julia. Peggy aka Margaret Carter was Steve's girlfriend. They used to be best friends, but post-middle school, for reasons having to do with her popularity and Julia's lack thereof, they are now decidedly not. Much to Julia's relief, she didn't run into Peggy the whole day. She was wondering where her boyfriend Steve was though, but decided to not give it much thought. That was when she got to know from Tasha that Peggy had left Steve for a college guy.

The last class was Physical Education. Julia was running on the field with her friend Tasha when she noticed Steve running towards them. "Can I talk to you?" he looked at Julia and she looked back at Tasha and Steve. Tasha gave a nod as she jogged away, leaving them alone.

This was the same Steve, the second non-recipient of one of her love letters. Peggy's Steve, as everyone called. Seventh grade was Julia's first real boy/girl party. Everyone knew that Steve and Peggy, who at the time was still her BFF, only wanted to kiss each other. But they were wrong, because Steve kissed Julia the moment the bottle landed, pointing towards him even though Julia said she could spin it again.

Now here he was, with her letter in his hand. She was confused. These letters were never meant to be sent out. Then how did it end up in Steve's hands? she wondered. He said softly "Look, I wanted to say that I really... I appreciate it, but it's never gonna happen" Steve continued to ramble on. "From what I remember that kiss was hot, you know, for being in seventh grade, and I think it's really cool that you think I have golden specks in my eyes. It's just, Peggy and I are in a really weird place right now. I don't know what you hoped to accomplish. Whoa! Hey, Julia! Wake up, wake up"

Julia opened her eyes and looked up at Steve. She was on the ground, and her guess was right, she had fainted. At a distance, she saw Hayden approaching towards them with her letter in his hand. In a flash, she pulled Steve down and kissed him, making sure Hayden saw them. "Hey! Stop that! Two more laps for you, Johnson!" the coach yelled at her. She blinked back to reality and looked at Peter. "Thank you" was all she could whisper before running back to the lavatory. This was too much for her to handle.

In the lavatory, she ran into Jake holding her letter. "Thought you'd want it back" she smiled as he gave it to her. "This was a long time ago, I don't even remember writing this" Julia played it cool, secretly praying that Jake would buy that. He indeed bought it and kept his smile on. "You know I'm gay, right?" he looked at her gently and Julia nodded her head yes, even though she didn't know. "See you later, Julia" he chuckled lightly and left the lavatory.

Julia went straight home, after school. So much was happening today. She found her dad there, playing chess with Kitty and remembered that he was sending their old stuff to goodwill. "Dad, did you send a hatbox to goodwill?" she asked, trying not to tremble. "Maybe, sweetie, I don't remember exactly" he said, moving a rook. "This is all your fault, I hate all of you" she semi-yelled at the both of them and ran upstairs, leaving them both bewildered. Kitty, however, being the curious one, went upstairs with Julia.

Just then the doorbell rang and she heard Hayden's voice. "Julia, Hayden's here!" her father shouted from the living room. "You never saw me" she said to Kitty as she sneaked out of her window and ran to a diner nearby. This was the diner she regularly visited, so she didn't feel weird running into it. But Steve being there sure felt weird.

"Hey, Johnson" he gave his classic Steve Rogers smile at her. "So what you doing here?" she asked him to which he simply shrugged. "I'm just here to take down one of those chocolate shakes" he said and right on cue, his milkshake arrived. "Actually, I stopped at your house, your sister said you'd probably be here. Look, I just wanna be super clear. I'm flattered, I am, but...Peggy and I, like, just broke up so.." he trailed off. "Steve Rogers, I'm not trying to date you" Julia said and Steve's face was now scribbled with confusion.

She saw his confused reaction and continued to explain. "Okay, um... So here's the thing, I don't actually like you. I just had to make it look like I liked you so someone else wouldn't think I liked them."

"Okay, and who's that?" Steve wrinkled his nose, sipping on his milkshake. "Hayden Skywalker" (sidenote from the author: i'm laughing so hard at this name lmaoo xD)

"Wait, hold on, Skywalker? Doesn't that guy date your sister?" Steve shook his head slightly to the sides, like he was trying to process what she said.

"Yeah... Well, he dated my sister, in the past tense. And he also got a letter, so you can see how awkward and complicated – that one's gonna get if he thinks I like him."

" Whoa whoa whoa, hold on hold on hold on, stop stop stop. I'm not the only guy that got a letter? Wow, you really think you're special, then you find out she wrote love letters to two guys." he scoffed to himself, looking away from her.

"I wrote five actually, so don't go feeling too special" Julia shrugged at him.

"Damn Johnson, you're a player. Who else did you write letters to?"

Hesitantly, she said. "Jake Puttkammer"

"He's gay"

She gave him a sharp look and a knowing nod. "Yeah, everyone knows" she said, even though she just found out hours ago.

"Who else?"

"Someone I went to camp with and someone from Model UN"

He nodded and got up as he finished his drink. He gave her a ride home and when they reached Julia's home, they both sat in silence. Steve was the one to break the silence. "What are you gonna say to Hayden?"

"Guess I have to tell the truth" she sighed as she fiddled with the hem of her dress. "Hey, what if you didn't tell him?" his eyes lit up. "What?" Julia stopped fiddling and looked at him.

"What if we let people think we were actually together? Just for a little while. And not just Hayden. I mean everybody." She frowned at him, as if she's asking him why. "When Peggy heard you kissed me, she went nuts, and if she thinks you and I are a thing, she'll want to get back together. And you can cover up your crush for Hayden, works for the both of us. Look, you don't have to answer me right away, just think about it, okay?"

Julia nodded and got out of the car, just as Hayden was walking in the lawn. Steve and Hayden nodded at each other, like a greeting and Steve winked at Julia before he left. Julia waved at Hayden and got inside her house quickly.

Next day, after school, Julia went to the lacrosse field just as Steve finished his practice. "Hey Rogers, let's do this" she said in a triumphant tone. They sat underneath a tree, and looked at each other.

Julia started to talk, tearing a page from a notebook. "So, first things first, we need to have a contract so we're on the same page about the rules." "You got rules? Come on, you really know how to zap the fun out of a situation."

"Whatever, we need rules so we can know where we stand. For example, I don't want you to kiss me. You may be the James Dean of this stuff but I've never had a boyfriend before"

"What does that matter?"

"It matters because I don't want all my firsts to be fake. If I'm making out with someone, I'm gonna do it for real."

"But you kissed me first!"

"This is non-negotiable."

"Fine, but people are gonna get suspicious if I don't even touch you."

"Okay, you have a point. How about this? You can put your hand in my back pocket."

"It may be romantic, in the 70s" he said with a hint of sarcasm, and she ignored it.

They then made a couple of rules, where they should to watch each others' favorite movies, Julia should be present at every lacrosse games and parties, and that Steve would write her notes everyday. He also convinced her to come on the Adler High ski trip, which is infamous for students doing the nasty. Oh, and the most important rule, they were not to tell anyone about this fake relationship. So, with that, they completed their contract and closed the deal with a handshake.

A few days after pretending to be a couple, they both were pleased. Hayden didn't bother Julia with the letter, and Peggy was fuming. Tasha was shocked too, but happy for her and promised to kick Steve's ass if he tried anything funny. Hayden talked to Julia though and she brushed it off as an old crush, now that she was with Steve. Hayden warned her to be careful as he said that everyone knew Steve was a player and would find his way back to Peggy.

A few days later, Steve came to Julia's house to pick her up for a party. Just outside the house, Steve removed Julia's scrunchie from her hair and fluffed her hair.

Julia reached for her scrunchie. "Give that back."

"I'm keeping it. I like your hair down. You look pretty. I'll prove it to you. See?" Steve took a picture of her and showed it. She smiled a little. "Fine. But you can't lose it. That's my favorite scrunchie." "Deal. Give me your phone."

"Why?"

"Would you trust me? Alright, you need to make this your new background."

"What's your new background?"

"Girl, Come on. You know I already got it." he grinned as he showed her his wallpaper. He saved the picture he took right now as his wallpaper. "Leggo" he dragged her inside the party.

Peggy gave dagger eyes at them as they entered the party. "I'm going to get us some drinks" he kissed her cheek and went off. She went and sat on a couch, right next to Peggy and her set of friends. He came back with their drinks and took Julia to his lacrosse friends. They talked for a while, it was mostly Julia being awkward and talking with the other guys' partners and smiling at Steve. Steve seemed to take this fake dating thing seriously as well. He kissed her cheek a lot, held her hands and gave her reassuring looks. She felt the warmth but realised it was all fake, so she didn't think further.

On the way home, Steve told her about the fight with Peggy. "It's working Johnson" he said to which she returned a small smile and both of them didn't say anything till he pulled in front of a diner. They talked for a while, a not-pretend conversation, more like a real, heartfelt conversation. She knew about his life, favorite movies, about his friends and he got to know about her interest for science, about her sisters and her favorite food, which is the korean drink from the korean grocery store by the way. Suddenly, Steve asked "Be honest with me. Why haven't you ever had a boyfriend?" Julia hesitated but then started to speak. "Okay. Um... So love and dating? I love to read about it, and it's fun to write about and to think about in my head, but...when it's real..it's scary because the more people that you let into your life, the more that can just walk right out"

Steve looked at her and gaped. "You're right. My dad left us too." He paused. Everyone knew that Steve's father left them for another woman and had a family with her. Steve would never forgive his dad, to be honest those who knew the Rogers family wouldn't forgive him either. After a long pause, he asked. "I think it's funny, you say you're scared of commitment and relationships, but you don't seem to be afraid to be with me."

"That's because it's not real" Julia smiled a little, shrugging. "Yeah..right." Steve said in a dejected tone, unnoticed by her. They then ate the dinner in silence and he dropped her off. In the course of time, Kitty became attached with Steve and Julia got attached with his mom, his brother Owen, his friends and his lacrosse team. Even things with Hayden were smoothing out, they began to hangout after school by their lawns, reading books- just like the old times. At this time, Julia couldn't draw a line between fake and real, and her emotions were getting to her head. She knew Steve was pretty much interested in getting Peggy back. So she called Peter and decided to end the contract.

"Look, Steve...I don't think either one of us thought this was going to go on for this long, but Hayden and I are cool, Peggy's officially jealous, I think that we need to call it."

"I can't believe you're trying to break up with me before the ski trip!" he threw his hands up in air in exasperation.

"We agreed to go on it only if we're together, Steve" she sighed.

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden?"

How could Julia tell that she's having real feelings for the fake boyfriend? That she could feel a connection and feel comfortable in his presence? She doesn't tell the truth, so she tells a lie. "I'll come if Tasha comes"

Back in her home, Tasha and Julia were hanging out, just like everytime. "Jules, why the fuck is Stevie bugging me to come to the ski trip?" she asked. "That's because I said him I'll come only if you come" she giggled. "Please Nat, say no. I don't wanna go" she whined. "Oh I may hate school trips but I won't let you two stay away, especially with Peggy going on the trip, I'm coming to the trip, sweetie" she chuckled and Julia facepalmed mentally.

So, here they are, on the ski trip. Before boarding the bus, Julia saw Peggy talking to Steve and Steve showed no signs of searching for his pretend girlfriend. She sighed to herself and was relieved when Tasha came and put an arm around her shoulder. "Have fun with Stevie" she chuckled as they started boarding the bus. "I'm going to sit with you, Tasha" she said loudly as she wanted Steve to hear too. She sat alongside her best friend and ignored the puppy eyes that Steve was giving her.

They arrived at the lodge and almost everyone changed into their skiing gear and took off to the slopes. Steve was nowhere to be found. Julia shook her head to stop thinking further and sat by the fireplace, reading her books with Jake. After a while, when everyone started returning back, she looked at Steve who seemed to ignore her now. She bit her lip to stop showing any emotion when Jake said "Rogers is waiting for you, at the hot tub"

Julia looked at him with glistening eyes. Was this real? Heck, she was going to go to him. She's no longer going to live her live in her head, she was going to risk it. "Thanks Jake" she muttered as she went to the hot tub to the sight of Steve sitting alone, splashing the water slightly with his fingers.

"All by yourself out here?" she asked him but he looked away from her. "So what, now you're ignoring me?" she added.

"Oh, I'm the one ignoring you? That's funny." "Sorry I'm not a good skier, you didn't offer to teach me." "I'm supposed to be sweet to you after you don't sit with me on the bus ride up here?"

"Shouldn't you be thanking me, that you got to sit next to who you actually wanted?" she said, in a not-so-sweet tone. "For someone who has such good grades, you can be so dense sometimes." he sighed, splashing at water randomly. "What?" "Yeah. I wanted to sit next to you, Julia. I even packed the snacks. I asked Kitty where to find those yogurt drinks you like so much." "The Korean grocery store is all the way across town." she blinked. "I know. So if I went all the way across town to get you something you like,then that means.." he looked at her expectantly. "You must really like yogurt?" she chuckled. She didn't want to get her hopes up. Does he really like her? She smiled to herself at the thought. Steven Rogers is not known to be this kind of guy around any woman, not even Peggy. That was when she realised that he liked her back too.

"You're impossible" he bit his lower lip to keep him from laughing.

To his surprise and hers, she got in the hot tub in her nightgown and got to him. The next moment, their lips were connected, and Steve delivered soft kisses, tracing his fingers through her scalp, massaging her head. They withdrew and Julia hesitantly said "Do it again, put your hand on my scalp". And so he did it again, but this time, he held her softly against him with his other hand, kissing her gently as the other hand went to her head.

They got out of the tub, holding hands. "Good night, Julia Johnson" he grinned sheepishly, to which she waved him bye.

The next morning, when she boarded the bus back to their school, everyone clapped as she entered. Confused, she went and sat with Steve and his friends and that's when Tasha whispered to her. "I know you didn't but people are saying that you and Rogers did the nasty in the hot tub" Julia was heartbroken. "Did he encourage the rumor?" she asked Nat. "No, but he didn't deny it either" she pat her best friend. She sat in silence for the rest of the trip back to their town and Steve couldn't see it because he was sleeping on her shoulder. She slept too, to avoid the judgemental looks thrown at her.

"Hey, Julia. I think it's so cool that you came out on the ski trip. Hope you had fun." Peggy came near her, and sneered.

"Oh, I just mean... a lot of girls would be pretty weirded out by their boyfriend sleeping in someone else's room, but you're so trusting... I remember that about you from middle school. God. Doesn't your hair always get so greasy spending three hours on the bus?" she continued talking, taking out a scrunchie to tie her hair. This was Julia's favorite scrunchie which she gave to Steve the other day at the party. "Where did you get that?" Julia asked, her heart sinking. "Oh, Steve gave this to me. Isn't it cute? I love the colors in it. Well, have a nice day." she sashayed away from Julia, leaving her to stand there, having caused a rift in her mind. Steve came up behind her just after Peggy left. "Hi. Ready to go?" he kissed her cheek but Julia moved away a bit. Steve frowned at this.

"Did you go to Peggy's room last night?" she asked, her eyes glossy with tears. "Uh, yeah, but..." "And you gave her my favorite scrunchie? Am I just a joke to you, Steven?" she asked, now letting the tears roll down.

"No, sweetheart you don't understand the situation. Why don't we talk it out, I'll drive you home" he said, his voice desperate.

"You know what, I'd rather go home by myself. And last night was a mistake" she sniffed. "This is over, in every possible way" she let out a sob as she walked away from him. Steve tried running after her, but was waved away by Julia. His heart shattered into a million pieces as she saw her in tears. This was all a misunderstanding, he needed to talk to her desperately. He hung his head and walked back to his car.

It was christmas right after the ski trip so Riley had come home from Scotland. They were having a dinner party with a few neighbors over, and Julia was trying so hard to keep her mind away from Steve and the whole thing. The party was going smooth, everyone were chatting up but then she saw Peter come into the lawn. Julia pulled him aside and looked at him.

"Hey. We need to talk." Steve looked at her, his eyes tired as if he hasn't slept all night. "Not here." "Just so you know, nothing happened between me and Peggy last night." "What happened was that you went to her room in the first place." "Look, Peggy and I dated for a long time. Those feelings aren't just going to go away, we have history." "I'm tired of being second best or fake best. - I don't know." she sighed, tears brimming to her eyes. She couldn't speak anymore as she felt her throat closing up.

"Okay. Look, I..." he shook his head, trying to not look at her crying face. He felt terrible as tears just rolled down her cheeks. "Steve, just leave." she said in a heavy voice. "Can we go inside and talk?" he pleaded. Just then, Hayden approached them closer. "She asked you to leave, buddy." "Hayden, I'm fine. Go back inside." Julia sighed at him. "No, it's alright." Hayden stood by them. "No, no. Are you serious now? This isn't about Peggy and me, it's about you and Hayden! Are you kidding me? This is the reason you broke up with me? You're still in love with this Bon Iver wannabe?" he practically yelled in annoyance. Does she like Hayden? No, it cannot be. Steve just started to realise how Julia was perfect for her, a few weeks and he cannot lose such a girl after finally making a move. "If Lara Jean broke up with you, it's because she's coming to the life-altering revelation - she's too good for you." Hayden glared at Steve.

"You're in love with Hayden?" Riley asked and that's when they realised she came close to them after hearing the commotion.

"No, Riley, I'm not, please.." Julia looked at her sister who now ran inside the home. "Steve, please go home" she looked at him.

"You were never second best" Steve said sadly as he left.

Next day was even worse. Julia and Steve's rumor was now a video- looks like someone took a video of them kissing and spread the rumor. Riley refused to talk to Julia, but she couldn't take it. She finally went to Riley, who was in her room with Kitty and explained the whole thing, including what happened in the ski trip.

"I would never do that to you Riley" Julia hugged her sisters and they embraced each other for a while. "I know, I just got..I don't know" Riley sighed. "I forgive you, and not because the video got released. I truly forgive you because you're my sister. Let's make a pact, no more secrets between the Johnson girls" she looked at them and they nodded. Kitty was a little nervous though. "I sent out the letters, Julia" she said, her lips trembling. "We had a fight before the school day, remember? I did it for revenge, I swear I didn't know this would be a huge problem"

Julia looked at her little sister and the sincere apology. She forgave her, they are sisters after all. The Johnson sisters always have each others backs, no matter what. On that note, Riley reported the video and promised to get it removed. Christmas ended on a happy note to Julia with her sisters, but she still had Steve in her mind. His apology and the sincerity in his words were replaying in her head. Looks like Riley caught this too, because she said that Julia should talk to him and amend things between them. Julia smiled and hugged her sister, thanking her for everything and got back to her room. The same evening, Hayden came to their home and made sure that things are cool between him and Julia and also Riley. "You gotta tell people how you feel, Julia. And not write a letter to yourself and keep it to you" he smiled at them and left after a huge hug from the Johnson sisters, and just like that, Hayden and Julia went back to their old form. They were friends before after all, and now they are again.

She ran upstairs to her room and began writing another letter for Steve, but this time, it was a love letter rather than a goodbye letter. She smiled as she placed the letter inside the pocket of her jacket. She decided to go over to his house and give him the letter and tell him directly about how she feels for him.

Next day, she woke up to the message from Tasha that Steve threatened everyone about the rumor and told them to back off from their personal life. This brought a smile to Julia's face as she got ready fast to drive to Steve's home with her letter. It was snowing and their neighborhood looked scenic. She practically ran to his house and took the letter from the jacket into her hand. Here he was, roaming in his lawn with Owen.

"Hey." he looked at her. "Hi. I have to tell you something." "Okay." "I ran here." she mentally scolded herself, but okay. "Really? Wow, that's... that's... that's great, congrats." he shrugged, looking at her as his eyes spotted the letter. "Thanks." she said, mentally scolding herself again. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's in your hand?" he smirked at the letter. "Oh, uh, nothing." she felt her cheeks flush, as she was trying to hide the letter. "Oh, it's nothing? If you want me to read that, you need to give that to me." he looked at her with a smug smile plastered across his face.

"Um... Can you turn around? I need to read it to you" she said and he did. "Dear Steve, I need you to know that..." I need you to know that I like you, Steven Rogers. And not in a fake way. And so I guess that's all I came here to say." "Whoa, whoa, whoa... Don't I get to say something? The reason that I went to Peggy's room that night, was to tell her that it's over, because... because I'm in love with you, Julia. Only you." he smiled, moving closer to her.

"You're what? - Wait... How do we do this?" she said, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. "What do you mean?" he took her chin in his hand.

"What do you put into a contract for a real relationship?" "Nothing. You gotta trust. You gonna break my heart, Johnson?" he smiled, taking his lips to hers, crashing in for a kiss. It was a warm kiss in midst of a snow and she almost felt like she was in a fairytale.

"Yeah" she whispered as he held her closer to kiss her again. ALSO THERE IS NO JOHN AMBROSE/GRANT SO NO LOVE TRIANGLE. STEVE AND JULIA LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER. THE FUCKING END.

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the-blind-assassin-12 · 4 years

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The titles are in, and it’s time to vote!

First of all, thank you to everyone who sent in questions- those were a lot of fun to ask. I love when you guys ask hard ones and these were not easy! I quite enjoyed them!

And to everyone that sent in a title (or several) for this little game, thank you guys too! This was a lot of fun and some of these submissions sparked some very interesting thoughts... while there are others that I am crossing my fingers do not get chosen. Yikes.

I ended up with 16 potential ideas from the titles that you gave me, and I’ve decided to write a three-part miniseries for each of the the top three. But I don’t want to write three stories about the same character, so to narrow things down, there will be two rounds of voting.

The first round starts NOW and ends on WEDNESDAY (10/21). Choose your favorite title in each character category. The title with the most votes for each character will move on to the second round. You can vote by commenting on this post, or sending an ask (just not on anon for this please!) Please vote using the numbers assigned to each title per character. I’ll tally up all the votes on Wednesday, and we’ll buckle up for round two.

So here they are folks, pick your poison for each character please. choose carefully there are landmines :

Billy

1- Whispers in the Dark

Quick Summary: Billy counts on an old friend when he’s got nowhere else to go; someone he helped a long time ago and the only person he thinks might actually help him now.

My thoughts: This has been hiding on my masterlist for far too long. If i’m being honest, the idea scares me a little. It’s not my top choice to write right now for this event, because the way that I want to write it will make it far longer than three parts and I do not want to short change it.

Fun fact: this one will not be reader insert.

2- Damned if I Do

Quick Summary: How do you make a choice when you know that no matter what you choose there is no way for you to win? You try like hell to find a third option, and you hope beyond reason that it won’t be even worse.

My thoughts: I really like this one. Like, a lot. My first instinct was to shy away from Billy for this. I actually first saw it being used with a Benjamin or Logan story. But then I was like bitch don’t do that to Billy. So here we are.

Fun fact: If you like stealth suit Billy this is the one for you.

3- Ace of Spades

Quick Summary: Billy doesn’t take threats lightly- especially when they’re about the thing he cares about most- Anvil.

My thoughts: Writing cut-throat, ruthless Anvil CEO Billy is always fun. Especially when he gets to get his hands dirty, too. I’d rank this one as my second favorite out of the three.

Fun fact: This would be all Billy. Sorry, reader, you’re not in it, nor are any OC love interests.

Logan

1-Dressed for Revenge

Quick Summary: In this one, Juliet listens to Logan and doesn’t marry William. His true colors come to light and he’s kicked to the curb real quick. Logan heals up and takes a special trip back to the park.

My thoughts: I think this has the potential to be quite fun… or at least it could start that way. It also has the potential to be serious.

Fun fact: While I need a new Logan like I need a hole in the head, this would not be connected to any current stories.

2- Nice and Spice(d)

Quick Summary: Logan Delos in a fancy suit. Spiced Holiday beverages. Mayhem. Definitely not the recipe for how to make the nice list… but who really cares amiright?

My thoughts: Cocky, happy, healthy Logan at the Delos Holiday party. Yes please. This one is tied to SYiNY but a few years in the future.

Fun Fact: There’s another midnight kiss and this one won’t leave anyone wanting. Also I really like writing winter in the desert.

3- Sleep in the Fire

Quick Summary: Logan examines his relationship with his father and decides to give him one last chance to make amends for nearly 35 years of being cold, uncaring and absent. But does he really think Jim will show change? Does he even want him to?

My thoughts: This one will hurt but probably not as bad as it could if that makes you feel any better. This one is a tie-in to Core Drive.

Fun Fact: There isn’t one.

Ryan

1-Arms of a Stranger

Quick Summary: Hindsight always reveals things that we let hide just under the surface, doesn’t it? A closer look back at the biggest heartbreak of Ryan Brenner’s life...and how he gets through it.

My thoughts: This makes my stomach squirm a little but I also really like the idea. I like writing about Ryan at different points of his life and thinking about how his experiences may have shaped him into who we know him to be. But I don’t like putting him through pain so there’s also that… But I do really want to write about Chloe again...but…

Fun Fact: There’s at least one instance of a shirtless Ryan Brenner laying in the light of a stained glass sun catcher.

2- What’s New Pussycat?

Quick Summary: Ryan gets a job as a dishwasher for a few weeks at a retro diner where they play A LOT of the same songs and the french fries are somehow both oily and burnt… the upside? The friendly waitress who seems to know quite a lot about good music.

My thoughts: At first I had no idea what to do with this title and it cycled through almost every character here. But I like where I landed with it.

Fun fact: Still undecided if this will be connected to Passing Through Ryan.

3- The Pierogi Incident

Quick Summary: Cousin chaos. And Polish dumplings. And first impressions. Oh my. Remember that trip to Georgia, when Ryan kissed you in the ocean while his cousins teased him? More of that. But with food.

My thoughts: It’s no surprise that I love writing about the cousins. This one is tied for the number 1 Ryan spot.

Fun Fact: Aunt Holly isn’t the only one in Ryan’s family who can cook… and there are certainly some who shouldn’t.

4- Swipe for Love

Quick Summary: After Ryan breaks things off with Jackie and leaves Utah, he starts getting strange texts only to find out that Lia has set him up with an online dating profile. (Look, even she can see that her mom doesn’t deserve Ryan) Ryan is just about to take it down, when something sparks his interest.

My thoughts: you guys please don’t make me write awkward dating app interactions…

Fun fact: I honestly do not know how I would write this with any semblance of a straight face.

Benjamin

1- The Blighted Violin

Quick Summary: Remember that time Keiran just came for breakfast and to talk about young Seanjamin? And he mentioned that Benj was always writing stories? This is a look at one of B’s masterworks.

My thoughts: Gonna be straight with you guys- even if this doesn’t get picked it's getting written eventually.

Fun fact: Young Seanjamin was super dramatic.

2- The Jilted Tourist

Quick Summary: Benjamin meets a young woman at a train station who has just had a fight with her boyfriend, whom she came to England to visit only to find him...visiting someone else. Benjamin, of course, is friendly and lends an ear while he waits for his train… and then the two go their separate ways. Simple...right?

My thoughts: Julia is a jealous fuckface.

Fun Fact: Julia is also a big old meanie.

3- Monsters

Quick Summary: Allie. Julia. Back to back blowups, and Benjamin is absolutely hell bent on not making it three in a row. He either needs to figure out what he needs to change, or get used to being alone again.

My thoughts: I see this as sort of a precursor to TGTBT Benjamin and while it definitely wouldn’t be fun, it would explain why he’s more ready to be in a relationship with reader than he’s ever been before.

Fun Fact: This involves a lot of yelling. And crying. And cursing. And throwing things.

4- Let you Know

Quick Summary: A series of phone calls from different points of Benjamin’s life replay in his head, none of them pleasant. Until one day they don’t.

My thoughts: Oh, Benj… if this one wins I’m sorry… but I’m also not.

Fun Fact: Panicked Benjamin is not at all my favorite thing to write.

Caspian

1- In A Grain of Sand

Quick Summary: Just a grain of sand is all it takes to tip a scale. A single grain slipping through an hourglass starts a countdown, or ends one. One grain at a time, the winds shift the desert landscape into something unrecognizable.

My thoughts: Not my most fully fleshed out idea up here. Still a lot of plot to figure out for this one to be possible

Fun fact: this one would feature a suntanned and sweaty king.

2- The Last Dream

Quick Summary: How much of your last dream do you remember? And what would happen if it were to come true?

My thoughts: My most far fetched idea yet? Maybe.

Fun fact: Caspian has very vivid dreams.

.. .. .. .. .. ..

So there they are in all their unwritten glory. I can’t wait to see which three I’ll be writing!

#title game #made up titles #400 foreal?!#thank you so much for your submissions!#this is going to be fun #billy russo #billy russo fic #logan delos #logan delos fic #ryan brenner #ryan brenner fic #benjamin greene #benjamin greene fic #king caspian #king caspian fic #these were really great titles you guys!

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staliaqueen · 4 years

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bittersweet | 23

pairing: stiles stilinski x oc a/n: barely any stalerie here either, but you guys know what’s coming up. there’s not exactly gonna be much time for heart to hearts right now. warnings: mentions of dementia, very little violence, swearing. wordcount: 2581

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Valerie

I buried my face deeper into my pillow, doing my best to drown out the noise my phone was making. I was way too tired to wonder why it was even ringing in the first place. The phone quieted down, and I let out a relieved sigh, settling back to sleep. Of course, my solitude was short-lived.

The phone started ringing again.

I groaned before gathering enough energy to pick it up. I was bout to turn it off but halted when I saw the screen. An unknown number had been calling me all night.

Normally, I would never answer a call in the middle of the night, much less from an unknown number, but in light of all of the supernatural shit that had happened recently, my life was anything but normal.

I answered the phone, holding it up against my ear, and a familiar voice rang through it.

“Valerie, finally.”

“Scott?”

“Why haven’t you been answering your phone? I’ve been calling you all night.”

“It’s the middle of the night! I’ve been sleeping like a normal person.”

I could hear Scott sighing from the other end. “Well, could you come down to the hospital?”

I sat up, my voice instantly going from annoyed to concerned. “What? Why? What happened?”

“It’s Stiles.” I got out of bed at that, suddenly wide awake, pressing my phone between my ear and my shoulder as I put on a pair of jeans. “He was sleepwalking. My dad found him two minutes ago in the middle of the forest.”

“Scott,” I said, holding the phone up against my ear again, “this is one of the coldest nights of the year. If he was outside that long in just his pajamas he could have hypothermia.”

“Yeah, we know, that’s why we’re at the hospital. Please just get down here.”

Even though he couldn’t see it, I nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be right there.” I went to hang up, but then a thought entered my mind. “Scott, wait!”

“Yeah?”

“How did you get my number?”

“Er, Lydia gave it to me.”

“Oh.”

---

I walked through the hospital corridors, finally spotting Scott, Lydia, Melissa and Agent McCall standing together.

“Hey,” I said as I approached them, careful to avoid eye-contact with Lydia. “Do you know anything yet?”

Scott shook his head. “No, we’re still waiting.”

I nodded, settling to standing and waiting beside them. The silence was killing me. I started drumming my fingers on my leg, trying to get my mind to think about everything but the last time I was standing in this hospital.

A set of footsteps echoed from the hall, and I looked down to see Sheriff Stilinski walking towards us.

“He’s sleeping now. And he’s just fine,” he said. Deep sighs of relief escaped everyone in the room. “He doesn’t remember much. It’s a bit like a dream to him.” The Sheriff turned towards Agent McCall. “Thank you,” he said.

“It was that repellent we sprayed in the coyote den to keep other animals out. I couldn’t go near it without my eyes watering. It’s just a good thing he mentioned it over the phone.”

Stilinski shook his head. “No, it was more than that. Thank you.”

“It was a lucky connection.”

“McCall, can you shut up please and accept my sincerest gratitude?”

McCall nodded. “Accepted,” he said, and the two men shook hands.

“All right,” said Melissa turning to Scott, Lydia and I, “you three. You’ve got school in less than six hours. Go home. Go to sleep.”

“Okay.” Scott nodded, hugging his mom goodbye. I murmured a goodbye to the adults and stepped to get out of the hospital, Scott, and Lydia beside me. I wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but Lydia was walking awfully slow, obviously having something on her mind.

“I don’t know what happened,” she said. “I was so sure.”

Scott shook his head. “Yeah, I wasn’t much help either. Doesn’t matter, if he’s okay.”

Lydia turned around as if she was looking for something.

“Lydia,” said Scott, looking concerned, “do you hear something?”

“No. I didn’t hear anything.”

---

Carefully, I closed the door to my bedroom, letting out a relieved sigh at my sneaking out having been a success.

I changed back into my pajamas, figuring I could at least try to get some more sleep before school. Settling back into bed, I took out my phone to check that all of my alarms were still set. I was just about to put it on the nightstand, but something stopped me.

I clicked on the contacts app and went to my favorites.

It was a very short list. Five contacts to be exact. At the top was my mom (I wasn’t ready to delete that one just yet). Marcel, Julia, and Colin were on the list as well, towards the bottom as they had been the latest additions. But there was one more contact. It was six years old, following just behind my mom.

Lydia <3

The contact picture was a photo of the two of us on the first day of freshman year. We’d had a sleepover at her place the night before so that we could pick out our outfits together. The pink dress I was wearing in the picture was Lydia’s. She’d insisted I wore it since, apparently, it suited me better. Lydia had her arm around me, and two identical silver best-friend-necklaces hung from our necks. Lydia had bought them for my birthday that year. They were simple, nothing but a small gemstone in the middle for decoration, but very beautiful nonetheless. Two identical smiles were also painted across our faces. They were the blissful smiles of two girls excited for the future, not having any idea of the misery that was about to come.

I don’t know why I kept her contact. I had deleted all of the other ones from my previous life. Maybe it had something to do with that promise we made that day. To stay best friends forever. Maybe I wasn’t willing to close the door on us just yet. Maybe I liked the thought that at any time I could just call her and I would have my best friend back.

Why hadn’t I, though? Because I was scared. I had broken that promise we’d made. I had broken her trust. I’d dumped Michael when he did that to me. I couldn’t forgive people when they broke my trust, so how could I expect that Lydia would?

But today I had learned that Lydia kept my number as well, and perhaps that meant that maybe, just maybe – she wanted me to call her.

---

I was talking with Scott on the phone again. I had now spoken to him two times in the past couple of hours. That’s two more times than I thought I would in my whole life.

Scott had called me again because, apparently, Stiles was fine in the hypothermia department, but had all of the symptoms for frontotemporal dementia. His mom’s disease.

I kept my answers short and to the point, not wanting to reveal to Scott how much my heart was actually aching for the boy.

I hung up with Scott as I walked into the school, and when I walked past the Chemistry classroom, my mind couldn’t help but wonder. There was a second explanation for all of this.

Stiles could be the one with the nogitsune attached to him.

Not only would it explain the hallucinations and sleepwalking, but also the message left for Barrow, and why it was in Stiles’ handwriting.

Before I could think more about it, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned around and my gaze met with Isaac’s from across the hall. A hesitant smile pulled at my lips as he approached me.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“I heard you know everything now.”

I nodded. “Know it? Yes. Understand it? Not so much.”

A quiet chuckle escaped his lips. “I just wanted to apologize for trying to kill you that night at the motel. That was just the wolfsbane messing with my head.

I smiled. “It’s fine. I’m sorry for shooting fire at your chest. That wasn’t on purpose either.”

Isaac laughed. “Well, apology accepted.”

“Er,” I ran a hand through my hair, gaze traveling across the hall as I tried to gather enough courage to say the next sentence, “What’s the deal with Ethan and Aiden? Are we trusting them? Are we not trusting them? Are we telling them we’re trusting them so that they’ll help us but really we’re not? Just, what’s the deal here?”

Isaac shrugged. “Scott says we’re giving them a second chance, but I don’t think he’s ever gonna let them into the pack. I don’t exactly agree with his decision, but Scott is my alpha. I trust him.”

I nodded in understanding. I didn’t agree with that decision either. But it’s certainly easier to forgive murder when you weren’t close to the people who were killed. But then, maybe that was a good thing. That Scott was unbiased and could look at the situation objectively. I didn’t agree with his decision, but despite it all, I also trusted him. It was kind of impossible not to trust Scott.

“She talked about you a lot, you know,” said Isaac. He didn’t have to specify who he was talking about. “She was really confused at the time, but it was clear she loved you.”

I nodded, a bittersweet smile pulling at my lips. “Thank you. Thanks for telling me that.”

Isaac smiled back. “No problem.”

---

As I made my way towards my locker, I was only half surprised to see Scott standing beside it.

“What’s up?” I asked, opening my locker and taking out my textbook.

“They’re doing tests on Stiles all afternoon,” he said uneasily. “I was going to go over at around 06:00 to visit. You want to come with me?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have something that I have to take care of.”

Scott blinked. “I’m sorry, but what could possibly be more important than this?”

“Nothing. That’s why I’m finding out everything I can about this nogitsune crap,” I said, slamming my locker shut. “Tell Stilinski good luck from me – or whatever you tell someone in this situation.”

---

My suspicion had been proven right that same night. Stiles was possessed by the nogitsune. Not only that, but it had taken over during his MRI-scan, and now he was missing. It was terrifying not knowing where he was or if he was okay – and worst of all, not knowing what the nogitsune was doing.

The positive was that my research wasn’t for nothing.

“The thing is,” I said to Scott as we walked down the school hallway on our way to the locker rooms for cross country, “in all of the stories, kitsune are tricksters. They’re mischievous. They don’t really get caught up in right or wrong, or even understand it.”

“What does that mean?” Scott asked. “It’s just doing this for the hell of it?”

I shook my head. “No, there was something else that I found. Nogitsune are different from other kitsune in that they feed on fear strife and pain. It gives them power. And if you somehow offend a nogitsune, it can react pretty badly.”

Scott’s brows furrowed, I could see the wheels turning behind his eyes. “How do you offend a nogitsune?”

“I don’t know. But if it’s doing something this bad – someone really offended it.”

---

I blew Coach’s whistle, getting the attention of every boy in the room. I honestly don’t know why Coach had given me permission to do this. Yes, I handled announcements to the team from time to time, but he had never let me borrow the whistle before. That was probably a good decision. It made me feel much more powerful than I expected.

“Listen up assholes! If anybody catches the slightest glimpse of Stilinski, you contact the first available teacher. Got it?” Nervous nods came from most boys in the room at my intimidating glare. “Good. There’s a card on Coach’s desk for Isaac, and every one of you losers is not only going to sign it, but you’re gonna write a personal message so profound and deep that it’s gonna bring a tear to my eye. Who’s first?!” Most of the guys looked scared at my challenge (I wasn’t exactly known as a crier), but Danny stood up and took the pen out of my hand.

“Ah, Danny, that’s how you do it!” I congratulated. “Keep it PG.”

I turned back, and my eyes locked with Scott’s. He was silently asking me to come over to where he was standing with Ethan and Aiden in the corner of the locker room.

“You better not try and leave this room without signing that card,” I warned the other guys before making my way over to them.

“No Stiles, no demonic ninjas,” said Ethan. “Things are getting too quiet.”

“Yeah, I know. Yeah, it’s making me nervous too,” Scott said, nodding. There was a sudden change in his expression as if he noticed something weird.

“Do you guys hear that?” asked Ethan.

“Hear what?” I questioned, suddenly feeling very left out as I was the only one there without super-hearing.

“It’s an emitter,” said Scott. “One of Argent’s.”

The three werewolves hurried out of the room, following to noise they were hearing, and I followed closely behind them.

“It’s coming from the basement,” said Ethan. We all exchanged looks before we ran down to the basement. Now, I may not have super-hearing, but I was faster than them, so I managed to make it down first. I looked to my right and froze immediately. Down the basement hall stood a familiar figure, his flannel-clad back facing us. I could recognize that boy anywhere.

Scott, Ethan, and Aiden came to a stop behind me, obviously seeing what I was seeing.

Stiles Stilinski turned around, an emitter in his right and, and held up his arms in defense. “Okay, I know what you guys are thinking, but it’s me. I swear to God, it’s me.”

Before I could decide if I was going to hug or punch him, Ethan and Aiden growled, their fangs and claws suddenly out. I guess they had decided not to believe him. They pounced towards him, and I was quick to react. Something took over within me. My eyes glowed and that terrifying surge of unlimited power soured through me once again.

Ethan and Aiden had barely reached Stiles when I got to them, pushing them back and swiping my foot under their legs so that they fell down on their butts. They were on their way to stand up and attack again, but Scott got there before they could. Scott roared. A powerful alpha roar. It made the twins back down and it brought me out of my daze.

I could feel his gaze on me, and so I turned around, expecting him to look horrified at what I’d just done. He was smart enough to figure out I hadn’t been completely in control of that. But he didn’t. He kept my gaze, steady but desperate.

“It’s me. Val, I swear it’s me. I don’t know where I’ve been the last two days or what I’ve been doing, but this is me. I promise.”

And I believed him.

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deathduty · 4 years

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2 fights, 1 chatzy || Deirdre & Jeff

0 feelings.

“You listen the fuck up,” Deirdre turned, gripping Jeff by his shockingly muscular biceps and glaring into his weirdly beautiful blue eyes. Jeff was an attractive man, she could level with him on that. But he was, oh so stupid. “It’s fae not fairy don’t even try faerie in there because someone will mishear you and then try to fight and I am not going to defend you.” Deirdre paused, letting him go and straightening up. The glow from the inside of the bar spilled across cold pavement even outside it’s well-hidden doors. Before they even dared step foot inside though, Deirdre needed to lay her ground work. “You’re going to see a lot of wings. Yes, they’re all real. No, there are none—what did you call them? Erotic cosplayers? There’s none of those. Don’t touch them without asking, it’s rude.” She pushed open the bar door, holding it for Jeff. Normally the tether between two fae was an anchoring point, with Jeff, it only served to make her more nervous. “If you’re ready, let’s go."

Jeff sort of felt like he was being lectured by his mother. He looked down at Deirdre, almost amused, a surprisingly charming grin on his face. “Alright, alright, I fucking get it, calm down. Fae. Not Fairy or Faerie, no erotic cosplayers - which are, by the fucking way, a thing. Seriously.” She seemed anxious. He patted her lightly, carefully on the shoulder. “Relax, De, I’ll fucking behave myself. Everything will be fine.” Honestly, he was just excited to meet other fairies. This was his chance, wasn’t it? He walked in first, quickly sliding the bouncer $40 as their entrance fee before looking around. There were a lot of wings. Jeff perked up considerably, turning to look at Deirdre to say as much, but he then thought that might be a bad idea. It seemed like a pretty wild bar, he knew the type. Not really his type of bar, if he was being honest, but he was from Boston and he didn’t think there were his types of bars here. “Do you want me to buy you a drink?” He asked, kindly.

There was something about Jeff’s foul mouth that was contagious; freeing, even. Deirdre smiled as the strode into the bar, awash with the feeling of ice down her back over and over again until the feeling of each fae near her melded into one warm pit sitting in her stomach. This was her scene, this was a place she knew and could navigate. The rules here made sense; there was order, there was reason. There was….wings and a guy from Boston whose neck she wanted to wring and whose broad body she wanted to hug—and then stab. "What a gentlemen,” she smiled, knowing her way around the club on account of the frequency she came here. “Buying me a drink…maybe your mom did raise you right.” She moved towards the bar and waved over at the bartender; it wasn’t Julia, but a fae-face she knew anyway. “I’ll let you pick for me, Jeff. You look like a man who has good tastes…” she trailed off, looking around, “what do you think so far?"

“My mom did raise me right. She’s very nice,” Jeff said, grinning at her pleasantly. He smiled at the bartender, before taking a moment to pick what sort of drink Deirdre would want. Definitely not a fruity cocktail, though those were surprisingly fun to make. He wouldn’t put it past her if she likes margaritas or martinis - he could see it now, her lounging out by a pool with a martini while she threatened to stab people that irritated her. Instead, though, he ordered two straight Irish whiskeys on the rocks. He smiled at the bartender, before glancing at Deirdre. “I like what I like, don’t gotta be sorry about that.” He shrugged, slightly, before looking around. “Pretty fucking nice place, good club bar. Probably does real well on the weekends.” He lowered his voice, leaning over to speak to her quietly. “Can humans come here? Or is it just us Fair- Fae?”

Deirdre raised a brow at his choice in drink for them, relaxing her expression with a soft chuckle a moment later. Maybe don’t judge a book by it’s dumb exterior. She was happy enough to let her assumptions die, until Jeff continued speaking and she remembered what about him made her want to jump into a fast-flowing river in the first place. “I never asked what you do for a job. With the way you’re talking, I’d say you know a thing or two about bars,” Deirdre flinched, ready to clasp her hand over Jeff’s mouth until he corrected himself. “Watch it,” she hissed, but considered his question. “You see that guy over there?” Deirdre turned and pointed to Old Joe, who wasn’t really that old or named Joe, but was stuck with the unfortunate nickname anyway. The grumpy, short spriggan with an unbearably thick Scottish accent had his sharp blue eyes aimed at the club’s entrance, shifting his gaze only to glare around every so often. “You bring a human in, and he’s got some words to say about it,” she turned back to Jeff, “humans can come here, usually with a Fae chaperone. I don’t think–we don’t need to mingle with humans. They don’t know how to have fun.” Her eyes flickered to the bartender as their drinks were clinked down in front of them, muttering a sweet thank you as she downed it all in one—very well deserved—sip. She’d need it if this was the kind of conversation Jeff wanted to have. “You’re far more fond of humans than most fae are.” Should be.

He glanced over to Old Joe, raising an eyebrow. “He looks pleasant,” Jeff said dryly. He didn’t understand what she was saying. Surely there had to be more humans in the world than fairies, considering he had never really met another fucking fairy other than his father and this woman. But apparently, humans didn’t know how to have fun. Jeff scoffed and laughed. “You clearly haven’t been around them long enough,” he said, following suit in downing his own glass. Clearly, Deirdre was intending on getting drunk, and it would be no fun if he stayed just as sober as her. “I was raised as a human, you know,” Jeff pointed out, leaning against the bar and looking around. A lot of people did have wings, though he was surprised that none of them looked like his - most of them weren’t even close. He wondered when they learned how to fly. He had to be slow, just like with everything else. “I don’t understand the bullshit about not liking them.” He was practically human, wasn’t he? He wished he was. That was depressing. Wanting to be something that he wasn’t. It made him feel bitter. His jaw tightened slightly. “It’s not like they’re any worse than these fuckin’ fairies.”

Three things happened at once. Scandalized gasps, a record scratch in the music, and head whipped around to stare at the pair. “… Fuck,” he muttered. He forgot.

“What the fuck did you just say?!” And there was Old Joe. Jeff scowled, standing at his full height, slamming his empty glass back down.

“Do we have a problem here?”

Deirdre tensed, holding her tongue. Her mother taught her to respect fae above all else. Jeff with is ignorance, Regan with her whole thing and Lydia with her stupid perfect wings made it all so much harder but she had to. A fae was always better than a human, even if that fae was a foul-mouthed Bostonian. “I’ve been around more humans than you think and I–” she cut her sentence off. Arguing wasn’t important. She’d mold Jeff into the fae he was supposed to be, it would just take some time. “It’s not about not liking them…” she mumbled under her breath, waiting for Jeff to explain his point of view. Except, that never came. Instead, he did exactly what she warned him not to do and the club stalled to look at them. The tension was palatable and she stepped out between Jeff and Old Joe. “He’s a changeling!” She explained with a forced grin and a desperate crack in her Irish accent. “He’s learning! No problem here!”

“Ah, shut up! Now that flatback’s gonna preach t’us?” Old Joe spat into his glass, and Deirdre deflated. Normally full of bluster and confidence, she never had a retort for that. In her younger years, she held up uneven paper-wings to her back. No one was ever fooled and now she lived with more shame than she ought. A fae was always better than a human though, and so she slunk back beside Jeff. “Sorry,” she mumbled, “s-sorry–I–Jeff, let’s just—” Leave? Ignore him? “Why don’t you apologize to old Joe?”

Changeling. What the fuck did that mean? Jeff’s face screwed up in confusion as he looked between Deirdre and Old Joe before he heard the words flatback come out Old Joe’s damn mouth. He looked sharply over at him as Deirdre visibly deflated and came back to his side. He thought the fuck not. Jeff cracked his knuckles angrily. Who did this fairy piece of shit think he was? He remembered the school yard taunting and the physical fights he got in growing up - now explained because of what he was. Because he was different. He was a fucking fairy, and so was everyone else here, and yet they still had the audacity to give Deirdre shit for having a flatback. He swung before he said anything, punching Old Joe squarely between his dumbass eyes. Gasps rang out from the crowd forming around them but as Jeff hauled Old Joe up off the ground by is shirt, he said, “Now you’re going to fuckin’ apologize to the lady -”

“And how are you going to make me?! “

It was almost comical, mostly because right above Jeff hung a sign that said NO VIOLENCE PERMITTED. “How about I fucking rip your wings off and we see who the flatbacker is now?”

There was usually something charming about a man fighting for her, though it was usually less embarrassing than and Deirdre was the one instigating it. Old Joe didn’t seem to find it charming either. “What’d’ye say t’me?” Her jabbed a crooked finger at Jeff’s chest. Old Joe, a long time regular of Faetal Attraction knew the rules well. But there was something about Jeff that sparked a deep rage in him and he flung himself at the taller man’s face, swinging wildly wherever he could land a hit.

Deirdre blinked, baffled, and then very frightened. “Hey! There’s no fighting! There’s no fighting!” She tried desperately to rip Old Joe from Jeff, or Jeff from Old Joe, but found herself having to duck and dodge fists while the rest of the club looked on. There was that glastig she was trying to sleep with, that that nix over there that promised her some interesting bones. Would they still let her in after this. “Jeff! Jeff! Stop! We–” she finally managed to grab Old Joe by his collar and yank him back. “Fates, are you two insane!?”

Old Joe spat on Jeff’s unfairly beautiful face, “the big prick started it.”

Jeff wasn’t about to let some puny ass, face tatted fairy make him or Deirdre look like an idiot. Flatbacker his ass.The two tousled, Jeff pleased enough to smash Old Joe’s face in. Fuckin’ prick got off on pretending he wasn’t just like any other fucking person on this planet - a mask of insecurities. The only thing that was irritating was that he was fairly certain he broke one of his fake nails off. And he kept having to not hit Deirdre. By the time Deirdre yanked Old Joe off him, Jeff had a swollen eye that would like bruise, his shirt was ripped, and there were nasty scratches on the side of his face. He didn’t care, much, though. He was spat on and he jerked forward. “You puny fucking fa-”

He didn’t get his insult out, but realized he was being jerked back by an angry looking bouncer. Jeff looked up at him, pointing. “He fuckin’ started it!” Jeff retorted. The bouncer pointed upwards, and Jeff looked up. NO VIOLENCE ALLOWED. “….. That’s a fucking stupid rule, it’s a bar.”

“You two!” He said, and at first he thought he was pointing at Old Joe, which would have been fair. But instead, he was pointing at poor Deirdre. “Get out, or we’ll throw you out. Now.”

That was it. The last straw. Deirdre dropped Old Joe, throwing up her hands. Jeff was an idiot, so was Old Joe. Fae weren’t supposed to be like this. She wasn’t supposed to be like this. Where were her wings? Her swell of pride that drowned out everything else? Where was she, afloat in uncertainty she shouldn’t have? Thrust into roles she didn’t suit. “We’re going!” Her voice cracked, the bouncer pointed at her and she knew why. Flatback, the one that brought the foul-mouthed fae with her. Old Joe was a regular, he deserved to punch Jeff. Deirdre was the wrong one, as she was finding with increasing regularity. She gripped Jeff by the sleeve and dragged him out, her burning head down. She waited until they were clear in the cool night air before she dared to look up, into Jeff’s unfairly pretty eyes. “What were you thinking!?” And she hoped, screaming at him, digging her nails into her palms and hoping they’d draw blood, that she’d have her answers for everything. Why, even after all she did, she wasn’t good enough. “You don’t—first of all, I said don’t say fairy. Then I said don’t fight the guy and you—-you did both!” She breathed, “Jeff, we’re supposed to be—you’re supposed to be better than this.”

And suddenly they were being thrown out. Willingly! Jeff’s brows furrowed as Deirdre seized his sleeve, dragging him back out into the night, looking down at her, evenly. Ah, this was the part of the night were he got yelled at for being stupid. Usually they had more than one drink in them though. “Well, I forgot about the fairy thing. That was, uh, my damn bad, sorry. But he deserved it! He called you a name!” Jeff argued back. “Fucking prick was asking for it - flatback my ass. I’ll show him a flat back, I know what fucking happens when you rip off wings, the fucking asshole.” He muttered, but he didn’t like the way Deirdre said that last sentence. You’re supposed to be better than this. He scoffed. “Am I?” He asked, crossing his arms over his chest. “That’s a damn fucking load of shit, De, and I think you know it. I’m not gonna apologize for punching some douchebag Fae out for being a prick, I don’t don’t care who he is. You wanna talk about who should be better? It’s him!” He jerked his head over at the bar. “Some fucking Fae he is, talking shit about another one like that. He should be ashamed of himself.” He huffed slightly, looking down at her…. Ah Hell, he had sort of ruined the night. He leaned down a little. “Are you okay?”

Deirdre stared at Jeff, her anger subsided as he went on. He knew about ripping wings off, did he? She gulped instead of asking. He was probably talking about his own, and there was a cruel irony in that—that he’d rip his own off while Deirdre tried to stick hers on. They really were two different people, both fae. She exhaled, flattening out the creases in her black dress with the palm of her hand as though that helped, as though anything could help either of them now. At least he was saying fae, that was a start. Except, maybe don’t yell about hurting fae outside of the fae bar. “I’m fine, Jeff,” she looked up at him. He didn’t even know. He didn’t even know what he’d done. He might as well have been human for all his fae-heritage suited him, and maybe there were nights he dreamed of that. She didn’t dare to ask. “But it’s fine you really shouldn’t—” her sentence hung cut off in the air, as the dunken voice of another man interjected.

“Oi! This bugger’s goin’ on about hurtin’ fae!” The man punched his open palm, placing a hand on Jeff’s shoulder. “We got a problem, warden?” The man, and the small ground nodding behind him, were probably too drunk to realize Jeff was a fae too.

“Oh not again,” Deirdre sighed, reaching out to tug on Jeff’s sleeve again, urging him to walk away with her. “Let’s not—”

“Now the warden’s flatback friend’s gonna stop us!”

“But -” Jeff started, confused. She clearly wasn’t fine. He couldn’t wrap his big, stupid head around this - he knew he wasn’t too smart, but he also knew that this Fairy shit, whatever it was, was confusing. None of it made any fucking sense. All it seemed was a bunch of different people gathering around looking for an excuse to be assholes to each other: just like humans. But then, Jeff was jerked back by the shoulder. He looked, bewilderedly at them.

“Warden?” He knew that word. What was that word again? “No, my name is Je - oh! Wait! No, I’m not a-” He finally remembered that Warden’s were what the hunters that murdered his father were called, just in time to hear that insult again. He glowered at them, before shaking Deirdre off and slamming his fist in his face.

“That’s fucking rude!”

The ensuing brawl was just as anti-climatic as the first. At some point, the drunk fairy realized Jeff wasn’t a warden, and had started hurling other insults at him. “Daonnie!” He spat, and Jeff went to go slam him into the ground.

“My name is Jeff!! Not Donnie!!”

Deirdre tensed. The word hung in the air, a guillotine threatening to come down on her and she watched them tussle about. Jeff didn’t even know. It was her job to explain what he was doing wrong and show him but all she could think about was having that word thrown at her too. Of the time her cousin had levelled it against her, of the time she’d heard it whispered among to fae and Jeff didn’t even know. She stumbled backward, watching them with slowly bubbling panic. If she stopped them, did the applause her family gave her subside or grow? Did the fae of the bar remember her face and spit that word at her too? Jeff had ignorance as his shield, Deirdre was offered no such kindness. "Please, Jeff…” she croaked, feeling so much unlike herself here. Feeling like a child again. She turned and ran, barreling down the street in hopes that burning her lungs could stop her suddenly stinging eyes. But it was hard to run in heels, one snapped under her force but she continued to run anyway. Away from Jeff. Away from that word. Away from truth.

#wickedswriting #c: jeff #fairyjeff #we stan jeff in this house #love u #ALSO #this was vERY FUN #SHOUTS OUT TO OLD JOE #no shouts out actually he sucks #chatzy #2 fights #1 feelings

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glenncoco4 · 5 years

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First Day Jitters (Ch.25)

A/N: What’s the first day of a new job without a few surprises?

XXXX

He shuts the front door and grabs her extended hand as they make their way to the parking lot. “First day of school jitters?”

“Yeah, what about you?”

“A little, but I know we’re both gonna crush it.”

Once they reach their respective vehicles, holding off leaving a little bit longer. Marty steps up to his wife, wrapping her up in his arms. “I’m really proud of you, baby.”

A grin spreads across her face. The spark in her eyes that he loves so much ever so present. “I’m proud of me, too.”

Huffing a laugh, a smile of his own spreads across his face. They’ve both worked so hard for what they have and not just their careers, but their relationship. Where others would’ve given up because things got tough, they got stronger. They’re stronger because of each other. He makes her a better woman and she most definitely makes him a better man. “I love you.”

Her smile shines bright at his words as she brings her lips to his for a not so chaste kiss. “I love you more, Mr. Deeks.”

With one last kiss, he gives her an encouraging smile. “Have a good day, babe.”

She squeezes his hand, bidding him a finale farewell. “You too, pumpkin.”

XXXX

She follows him down the hall, taking in all the photos hanging on the wall. A wall of legends as she likes to call it. They turn a corner, coming into an open area with multiple desk. “Guys, this is our newest team member, help her get settled in.”

The only other woman in the room, whose smile is quite contagious makes her way over to the young brunette. “Caitlin Todd. But you can call me Kate.”

Taking her new team member’s hand, she returns a shy smile. Remembering why she hated the first day of “school” so much. Every thing is always so awkward. You’re not really sure what to say and you’re never really sure what not to say either. “Kensi Deeks.”

“Welcome aboard, Kensi.”

“Thanks.”

The two women drift off into conversation, getting a little more familiar with one another when what she can only assume is one of those guys, calls out from behind her. “So are you married?”

“Jeez, Dinozzo, she just got here.”

He shrugs, being chastised by his female colleague. “What?”

She smiles as her mind immediately goes to her husband. She wonders how his first day’s going for him. Hoping that everyone at his new job gets to see even just a glimpse of the amazingly brilliant man she gets to see everyday. “Yes, I am actually.”

XXXX

The older brunette examines the things on her new colleague’s desk while he introduces himself to the rest of their team. That’s when she notices it. She quickly look back at the shaggy blonde, ready to burst at the seams, but he’s wrapped up in a conversation with a team member. So she patiently waits until just the two of them remain. “Excuse me, Marty?”

He watches his new colleague picks up the frame on his desk and can’t help the exuberant smile that crosses his face. My love.

“Who is this with you?”

“That’s my wife, Kensi.”

A lone tear falls from the woman’s eye followed by another.

He finds it odd that the older woman is caressing the photo of him and Kensi, but the look on her face tells him that there’s something more to her peculiar actions. “Julia, what’s wrong?”

“She’s even more beautiful than I imagined.”

“She…” He trails off as his brain puts two and two together. "Hold on…..are you-“

A familiar smile spread to her face when she realizes that what she’s been wanting to do for years has miraculously landed in her lap. “Yes, it would seem as though I’m your mother-in-law.”

XXXX

He’s not really sure how to go about this. To just drop this news on her. He doesn’t know how she really feels about her mother. He’s asked her a few times about her here and there and the stories she usually gives up are told with sort of a sad happiness if that’s even possible. So he figures that before he can really tell her about what happened today, he should try just one more time. Maybe it could give him a clue as to where her mind set is at.

“Hey, baby, can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can. You know you can ask me anything, Marty.”

“If you had the chance to reconcile with your mom, would you?”

She furrows her brow at the sudden topic that’s brought up. “Okay, where did that come from?”

“Can you please just answer the question? I promise I’ll tell you.”

“Yes.” Closing her eyes, the image of her and her mother being reunited once again runs through her mind. Being wrapped in the safety of her arms again is something she doesn’t let herself think about often, but when she does, an old feeling of abandonment fills her. “I would if given the opportunity try and reconcile with my mom. I’m just-I’m just not so sure she would have anything to do with me though.”

“Why do you say that?”

Her eyes glisten at just the thought of her mother rejecting her. “I ran away from her, Marty. I chose my dad over her. I don’t know how to apologize for treating her the way I did.”

“I don’t think she wants an apology. I think she just wants her daughter back.”

Okay, now she’s even more confused. “What?”

The soft touch of his hand on her cheek makes all the dread and worry inside her dissipate. “Kens, you know how much I love you. I mean I would do anything for you.”

“I know. I would do anything for you, too, baby.” Her forehead meets his as they share a longing look filled with complete and utter love. “Marty, tell me what’s going on.”

“There’s this woman I work with and she…..well she came into introduce herself today and saw the picture of us on my desk.”

“Okay?”

“I don’t know why I didn’t put it together before when she introduce herself as Julia. I mean she looks so much like….”

“So much like who, Marty?”

He says it with such gentleness that she almost doesn’t hear it. “So much like you.”

Pulling back quickly almost giving herself whiplash, her eyes go wide with understanding. “Wait. Are you saying that-“

“It’s your mom, Kens.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

“What did she say?” She sounds like someone that’s yearning for complementary comments from someone they just got introduced to.

He smiles when he thinks back to his mother-in-law’s actions after finding out the news. “She said you’re even more beautiful than she imagined.” The one thing she asked of him though is something he’s not quite sure he can do. Julia understood of course, but still yearned for the chance. “And if it’s okay with you, she wants to see you.”

The disbelief in her voice sounds like that of a foster kid being told that they’re wanted. “She said that?”

“It’s the first thing she asked after I told her who you were to me. Well besides what you were doing now.”

Nodding profusely, she quickly stands up, jolting her husband a bit and hurries to put on her shoes. “Yes.”

“What?”

“Yes. I want to see her.”

He takes out his phone and sends the message. Can you meet?

Of course. Where?

East Potomac Park @ 6

I’ll be there. Does she know?

Yeah, I just told her.

Okay, good. See you both there?

See you then.

XXXX

She slows her pace when she sees the bench and the person that’s occupying said bench. The woman turns at the startling bark of a nearby dog. Yep, that’s definitely her mother.

Once they lock eyes, Julia stands up and starts walking hastily towards her not so little girl.

The young agent doesn’t have the patience to walk so she takes off in a sprint towards the woman she’s missed so dearly. The impact of their embrace is nothing compared to the sobs that both women let out. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too, baby girl.”

XXXX

As the two get reacquainted, Marty stands by watching a light that once seemed to be burned out, ignite once again inside his love.

The two brunettes share a laugh and look over towards him. Giving him a clue as to what they were talking about. Kensi gestures for him to come over and join them. She scoots over closer to her mother, making room for him to sit.

“Mom, I’d like you to officially meet my husband, Marty.”

They both play along seeing what the agent is doing. She’s never gotten to experience things like this before and even though they’ve met before, Kensi would very much like the opportunity to do something she never thought she’d be able to do. Introduce her mother to her husband.

Julia stands up, wrapping her son-in-law in a warm embrace. “It’s so very nice to me you, Marty.”

“You, too, Julia.”

When they pull apart, Kensi has tears in her eyes. This is really happening, it’s not just her mind playing tricks on her.

They both rejoin her on the bench, continuing where they left off. As their conversation carries on, Kensi curls into her husband’s side, and reaches for her mom’s hand, holding on for dear life.

He almost feels like an outsider looking in, but it’s something beautiful he’s witnessing. For this to happen for her is something he’s always wanted. He’s wanted this for her just as much as she’s wanted it for herself.

An hour and a half later, her mother bids a farewell, explaining that she had a meeting with one of her clients and couldn’t push it back any longer.

When the mother/daughter duo exchange hugs, he can see the longing in both their eyes. Neither wanting to jump first. Afraid that it might be too much too soon.

He wasn’t sure if it was a good idea or not, but seeing weariness in her mismatched chocolate orbs when her mother got up to leave, he decided that it might be best for him to “break the ice” a little more and invite her over to their house.

Kensi’s shoulders relax when he offers to have her over for dinner the next night. She wanted to herself, but somewhere deep down she guesses part of that abandoned little girl still lives inside her.

XXXX

He takes a seat next to her on the bench, and the sniffles that can be heard coming from his strong, beautiful wife seems a bit off to him. “Baby, why are you crying?” He scoots over, wrapping his arm around her in a tight embrace.

Once she feels the comforting touch of her husband, she lets the emotions of the shock and revelation of the day pour out of her. “I just-I just missed her so much.”

Pulling her in tighter, he places a kiss to the top of her head. He’s so glad that she’s able to express herself to him. It didn’t start out that way but over the last 3 years she’s steadily let him in and for that he is so very grateful. “I know. I know you did.”

#Densi #Densi Fanfic #Kensi Deeks #Marty Deeks #What if?#NCIS: LA #NCIS: LA Fanfic

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myheadisinvaded · 5 years

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On With The Show... chapter 3/fuck feelings

Word count- 2,062

Warnings- curse words,drugs,drinking, I don’t know what else to list as always

A/N- feedback is appreciated, thanks for giving me a chance (if you read it) there will be a playlist for this so far the fist song is Heaven by Julia Michaels, On With The Show by Motley Crue, and Fuck Feelings by Olivia O’Brien. I’ll do links later.

Blair’s POV

We have been in the studio for about an hour now, mostly it’s just everyone fucking around doing their own thing. Mick and I have been working on my guitar skills this whole time. I feel like a stupid little kid picking up the guitar for the first time. I’m learning so much and realizing that even though I was good, I can be so much better. “Now you do it, all of it” Mick says, I’ve been learning one of my favorites by them, On With The Show. My hands get a little clammy but I’ve played it before, this is the cleaned up, Mick Mars taught version. Mick gets his bass situated, to play along so it doesn’t sound too weird.

I start the song, Nikki immediately looks over from across the room. Mick watches me as he plays too, “Frankie died just the other night…” my voice starts singing. “Some say it was suicide but we know, how the story goooes...” This catches Tommy’s attention and he smiles. “The boy was a man...” Tommy comes in as I sing and it boosts my confidence. “But you see, Frankie was fast. He was too fast to know. He wouldn’t go slow…” I keep going. “Well, on with the show. Going on with the show. Come on baby, No, no, no, Oh, my, my myyy.” The small solo comes up and close my eyes and go, get through this first one and I’ll be good. I look up at Mick after it and continue singing “He was bad. He was never good But one thing that he understood. And she knew, All those lies would come true…” Mick smiles and nods. The song continues, the second time the chorus comes along now, solo, here we go again, I close my eyes and focus, it feels so natural and awesome to be able to play this smoothly. I get all of it. Nikki claps. Vince is watching, face in awe as I keep singing. “Go on with the show, Going on with the show, Come on baby, No, no, nooo, Oh my my my my my myyyy. Oh baabyyyy” It ends. I take a deep breath and they’re all smiling. “Good?” I ask nervously. I knew there was no way it sounded as great as it does when they play but hopefully I did it justice. “You did great, Blair” Mick compliments, hell yes, I graduated from kid to my name! I look at the others. Tommy jumps up and comes over to hug me “Dude I didn’t know a girl could sound awesome singing our songs, you gave it like this new thing. I like it” he’s smiling as he nods, sitting down beside me.

Nikki’s POV

In the middle of the song Vinnie leaned over and whispered in my ear “She’s gonna make it far” Watching her sing and play a song about me, written by me. I’m not going to lie, it gave me chills. Her voice wasn’t what I had imagined would go along with the song but it weirdly fit. The solos, oh wow. I almost got a hard on, she’d get in to it and it looked amazing. I couldn’t help but clap. By the time the song was over, I was smiling bigger than I ever had in what felt like years. It gave me this little boy kind of happiness, even if the song was about the complete opposite. She makes sure everyone liked it and I chuckle to myself. After Tommy finishes his compliment I start talking. “It was amazing, Blair, I loved it. Tommy is right, you gave it this new feeling” I nod and hold her gaze. She smiles at me “Thanks, I really appreciate it” she’s talking to everyone, I can tell but we hold each other’s stare. Vinnie clears his throat and we stop, she looks at Mick and they start talking quietly, probably about guitars again. “So, that was great” Vince smiles and does a line from our tray we were sharing. “Yeah yeah” I nod as I do a couple myself. I stare at the notebook paper in front of me, random one liners here and there. They’ll become full songs, eventually. I take some blow on my finger and lick it. I sigh, I love this stuff.

I stand up and go over to Blair and Mick, they’re both just doing their own thing now. She seems to be practicing “Do you want that bass play time now?” I ask, offering my hand to help her off the couch. She takes it, setting the guitar down where she had been sitting.”Are you going to show me how to look as cool as you when playing it?” She asks giggling and smiling. “Of course, what kind of person would I be if I didn’t?” I take her to the room next to the studio we’re in. My bass and other things are in here. There’s a couch, two stools, and my favorite snack on my little tray. “Bump?” I ask as I do one more, she shrugs “Sure” and does one. “One more!” I encourage her and she laughs. I set it up for her and she does it. “Alright Nikki, now, bass?” I nod “Of course of course” I sit on the stool and she pulls the other one in front of me. “Use the one behind you’ I say as I pick another one up. “Now it’s not super hard to learn the basics, especially since you can already play guitar” she nods, keeping her eyes on me. “They are different though, keep that in mind.”

Half an hour later, she’s got the basics down. We end up on the couch, sipping on some Jack Daniel's. “My mom was not the happiest when I told her I’d rather be a musician than a lawyer.” she’s telling me about how she recently finished her first two years of college but decided to not go back and take a break. “Don’t get me wrong, I want to finish school eventually but I also want to chase my dream” the twinkle in her eyes and the dimpled smile as she says that. It’s cute. “Then do it! If you want it, make it happen.” I say happily. “I will, I'll make it happen. When the time is right” she gives me a little shrug.

After the whole bottle we were drinking is gone, mostly because of me,I feel a little more open. And she’s being more open too. Now she knows I never really got to know my father, I finish telling her that story, when I almost got my mother arrested. She’s buzzed but paying attention for sure. She’s quiet most of the time, listening to what I’m saying, commenting at the right time and the right words. She doesn’t say “I’m sorry”, like most people do and I appreciate that. It’s nothing to be sorry about, it’s life and sometimes it’s shitty that way. Fuck Deana anyways. “Your turn.”

Blair’s POV

My turn. “Well, I never got to know my father either, he left before I was even born. I don’t know his name, any of it. My mom gave me a whole new name and changed her last name to it as well. I think she did pretty good’ I say with a laugh “Yeah” Nikki agrees with a smile. “Well she went to school right after I was born became a dentist and was able to take care of us. She did great, got me an apartment down here, I worked while in college and saved up all that money so now that’s what I’m using as well as just a little bit of cash I get for performing in bars and such. She said she didn’t want me to waste my time but she also said that she wants me to do something I like, so if it works out, it works out.” My mom has always been super supportive, even when she didn’t like what I was doing. Which is mostly just the ‘music thing’ as she called it. I don’t know why but at first she couldn’t stand me being into all this music and want to play instruments, she would get so upset and start saying she didn’t want to lose me to it either. I get lost in my thoughts… “Are you ok?” asks a worried Nikki, I snap out of it. “Oh, yeah I’m ok, I was just thinking” I sigh and he looks at me “About?” I just give him a shrug.

“Don’t worry, it will happen, you have the talent, the face. It will happen.” he reassures me and it’s so amazing to me, I can’t help but smile like an idiot and he returns a smile just as big. “Do you want to party tonight? We’re here for two more days, I think and we get going on tour again.” I got this weird feeling, of course I want to party. It was fun as hell. “Hell yeah, I’m gonna miss partying with you guys” I laugh. Nikki stares at me, you can almost see a lightbulb go off above his head. “I have an idea, I’ll tell you after I run it by the guys and make sure they’re ok with it, I don’t want to pull a Tommy.” I look at him weird and he just shakes his head “Don’t worry about it babe”

I do as he says and just don’t worry about it, whatever he has planned, I’m sure it some crazy idea that may work out. I start feeling the warm fuzzy feeling again. The one I don’t really want to feel. I’ve learned about the way he is, it’s all over the tabloids, MTV, etc and I saw it first hand. While I was still sober enough to remember things from last night’s party I saw him take to girls to a room and I don’t think it was just to play bass with and talk about their fathers. As much as it’s my dream, I know I should let myself fall too hard. Bad boys are the ones that will bring heaven to you, make you feel warm and fuzzy and like you’re living the best life ever. In the end it always ends up being too good to be true, fuck feelings. He’s a rockstar. I don’t want to fall for you, Nikki.

I hate being this way, I watch his face and lips as he focuses on his bass. I hate always pushing feels away and trying to ignore. I want this to work out, at least as friends. I with the small conversations I’ve had here and there with Mick, Nikki, and even some with Tommy, I fit right in with these guys. I fit more in with them than I did in with people at school.

Nikki looks up at me, he smirks “Take a picture babe” I roll my eyes and flip him off. I reach over and take the notebook sitting on the small table, the pen is on it and turn to a clean page, I begin writing and now I feel him staring. “Take a picture sweetie” I send him a wink and he chuckles, shaking his head.

Third POV

Everyone was in the studio for another hour, Blair got a song written, Nikki and Tommy just messed around and Mick just worked on his playing, Vince had left early. He had to go meet his girl. Nikki brought up his idea to Mick and Tommy when Blair had left to go to the bathroom. Both liked the idea and ok’d it, Tommy made fun of Nikki. He denied everything. “It would just be fun to have an assistant that’s actually cool, and it’ll help her get her name out there.” he shrugs “Nothing else.” Mick watches him and sighs, maybe it will be good, for Nikki and maybe even the other guys too. She seems like a good kid. Tommy just laughs “Yeah sure, you’re just doing it to help someone out, gotcha dude” Tommy gives him a thumbs up and sarcastic nod, Nikki rolls his eyes and just goes back to doing drinking. It was almost time to start getting ready for another show.

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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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episode 210 here we go

awww seb doing the intro

congratulations to milky white and her baby chocolate milk😌

seb is so funny

but seriously, clean up that milk fast or else it will smell so bad in there....

was that Lauryn just randomly doing cartwheels? idk any theatre kids irl but that seems like it's a common thing...

is it just me or has ms Jenn been getting more harsh to Ricky and Seb mainly-

like what did they do to her

no because I actually snorted with laughter at the "you came back" WHAT IS THAT VOICE-

AND THE MASK OMG

yeah so my throat hurts now

I'm dying over here

KOURTNEY'S FACE

SAME GIRL SAME

Ricky's fake death got the whole place in tears /s

he looks like an asthmatic walrus

Seb's on piano, I love

we all know if he was the beast we'd all actually be crying✋

ok but I listen to Julia's version of home on Spotify when I want to cry-

right so gimme a second

is Ricky scratching his face.....while he's dying?

"belle i-" *flop*

round of applause to Ashlyn for trying to make Ricky's earthworm seizure look less.... yknow

Kourtney's just dying there

WAIT IS THAT NATALIE

did she really just disappear for 9 episodes just to come back and stare dramatically into the camera

WAIT SCRATCH THAT SHES HERE TO MURDER ASHLYN AND RICKY

oh so Ricky's wearing a gay shirt now too

so that's the real reason why Rini broke up, see y'all next season when Gini and caswen become canon /j

wait that was a long intro scene-

what was that look Carlos-

TALK TO MY BOY OR ELSE

carlos' run is so funny to me

therapist Ashlyn to the rescue

"that is...super" son you good?

ms Jenn call Benjamin, he would willingly put his loved ones on a rocket and blast them into Venus for you....

maybe

"I don't want you kids to be disappointed" girl you do realise you're the one that's most invested in this?

"a smooth opening night" wasn't there just 1 show though-

like their opening night was closing night too

"I think I was Troy at one point" PLEASE THATS THE MOST ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF THE SEASON 1 FINALE

me Jenn looks like a serial killer during that clap and I'm lowkey scared for zacky

"I have notes"

oo if you're taking suggestions, lemme get my list

"mother is freaking out" uhhhhhh

right....'mother"

"is everyone sitting down?"

*looks around awkwardly*

*big red slowly sits*

"no..."

please seb was the only one sitting-

does that mean Carlos looked at Seb as soon as he walked in and assumed that everyone else was sitting too or am I a seblos clown🤡

"is this about the transformation"

WOW MAYBE OT IS RICKY

WOW HES A DETECTIVE FOR FIGURING THAT OUT SO QUICK🤩

YO WHY IS NATALIE HERE-

she just shows up when it's convenient? is she gonna be at the sleepover too?

Seb's heavy swallow after Carlos shouts at him makes me so sad

"I never learned how to lie but I figure if I keep my mouth closed, I can't tell the truth" *nods and smiles at Nini when she asks*

why are they casually standing up all over the pizza shop, just sit at a big table and talk instead of blocking passageways and blocking off at least 6 tables-

"how about I invite myself" WHY DO PEOPLE ALWAYS FEEL THE NEED TO INVITE THEMSELVES TO ASHLYN'S HOUSE-

YOU CAN ASK BUT JUST FORCE YOUR WAY IN?

so Cash Caswell has a bigger house than... Dennis Caswell.... who would've thought

ah yes there's the good old EJ 1.0

Nini: "boys vs girls"

Gina: *looks devastated and glances longingly at EJ*

way to be inconspicuous

"but north high should be" *cracks her knuckles in the most uncomfortable way*

good for Ashlyn for getting more confident though

oo bossy big red

"i get bossy around the power tools"

is that why Ashlyn was holding up the drill in episode 8 orrrr 🤠

Lily, leave him alone please

she's literally not blinking, is that what makes her creepy?

the diss at big red and his face afterwards is priceless

isn't that similar to what Gina's mom said to her in season 1? hmmmm

but seriously please don't try to redeem lily, let us have a character to hate, or to love because they're evil.

not everyone's a good guy.

"im not liked here and I don't know what to do"

let antoine finish his salad and it'll fix everything

"hug emoji" *gags*

y'all realize Lily's literally 14?

why is she calling a 16/17 year old from another school for personal advice-

"he gets weird around tools"

I shouldn't be laughing so hard

"deja vu maybe?" awkward silence

I'm dying here I love EJ so so so so much

"where's seb"

*cuts to seb being held hostage hoping that they'd notice he's missing and go look for him*

"don't ask"

"oh ok"

"100% real faux fur" as you should queen

sponsored by target

Kourtney is singlehandedly saving the entire show.

Seb making finger guns make me happier than it should

why is this kinda making me want to have a co-ed sleepover with my non-existent theatre friends

YES YOU DO NEED TO TALK/SING TO SEB CARLOS THANK YOU FOR KNOWING THAT

wait what-

you haven't talked to him all WEEK-

Carlos are you stupid /hj

Benjamin is so adorable I can't

he turned around to come back for her instead of going home. you're "what do you want Jenn🙄X act isn't fooling anyone Benjamin 🙃

10101

1+4+16= 21st?

they placed 21st?

or do I just not remember how to convert to base ten

GIRL DON'T BE RUDE TO HIM, HE'S GONNA SAVE YALL

no ms Jenn, the kids are not eccentric 35 year olds.

aww sebby

is he thinking that Carlos is only with him cuz he's the only other openly gay guy at school-

son you are a perfect little bean don't put yourself down

yes they all ship portwell as they should.

they'll be throwing risotto at the wedding.

not the chocolates. stop there are no chocolates. please stop I'm dying.

Gina you don't have to explain yourself to her

it was a misunderstanding and it's in the past

why is Ashlyn still laughing-

exactly it wasn't a big deal please just move on Nini

Kourtney really be out here saving everything

WHY IS ASHLYN STILL LAUGHING

why do I feel like when Gina finally told Ash about it, she didn't think it was that funny but wanted to feel included in the inside joke so now she brings it up randomly to show that she's in on it....I totally don't do that...

"idk, the farmer type" oh son...

Ashlyn and big red are just spilling the secrets back and forth huh?

OOO EJ AND GINA SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-

cmon guys don't look at me like that-

"she is the best" and "we're buddies" don't sound right together

"pretty boy" "sweet boy" best ways to describe EJ

I love him.

and aw he's scared of rejection so he'll hold back just to keep her happy and not awkward how sweet

is Ricky wondering if letting her go(literally his song from last episode) was the best thing he did for Nini because he doesn't feel like it now? hmmm this is getting good

why is everyone so invested in Kourtney and Howie's relationship

PACK UP THE LAZY RICKY THING

oh yes Benji, that's exactly what she's doing

she couldn't follow her dream or whatever so now she's using the kids to gain some of the success she craves. why else would she have that massive hsm poster with her name on it in huge letters in her office.

just casually grab his hand with both your hands and stare at him creepily 🥰

ship jennzzara y'all

the first bump was a missed opportunity to do the baymax "falalala" as a reference to the fact that they watched big hero six while committing arson✋

wait so big red and EJ just left Ricky in the basement and now Ricky invited Carlos when they're supposed to be at the stage?

help no Ricky looks like he's about to tell Carlos he likes him (I know it's about writing the song for seb but still, look at his body language and tell me it doesn't look like that)

Ricky is so mature about this, he really just wants Nini to be happy even though he's hurting-

baby you deserve love, maybe Nini isn't the one for you but don't say you don't deserve it

why does he keep adding bro to the end like he doesn't know how to address Carlos

PLEASE CARLOS HAVING TO ADDRESS THE BRO THING

"let's write a song when we have like 45 minutes to get to the place and help our friends possibly win $50000 at the show in 2 weeks"

"can you hit a high C?"

"that's like the bottom of my range"

why am I laughing

this is so cool to see friendship interactions that we don't normally get to see

Nini why are you being like this-

Gina did nothing wrong??

I saw that, EJ and Gina being the only ones going in the same direction👀

right so obviously Kourtney's waiting until after the menkies to get back with Howie just in case he really is just using her as a way in to east high... obviously... right?

CARLOS

OK ITS COMING GET READY YALL

Why is portwell so awkward all of a sudden

OMG EJ

OMG GINA SAY YES or not, do what you want.

the way she doubts that EJ would genuinely ask so she has to make sure it's not Ashlyn behind it

THE "NOT THAT I KNOW OF"

LIKE WHAT GINA SAID TO JACK ABOUT EJ BEING HER BOYFRIEND

GUYS THEY'RE SOULMATES

I want risotto now please

THEY'RE SO SWEET AND ADORABLY AWKWARD ITS LIKEEK LITTLE KIDS

OOOOOOO what is this place that seblos is in, looks fancy....and secluded

oh wait no Ricky's just standing there

wait is it the bomb shelter

it looks so good what

HSKAGSJAGAJAGWISGSKAUASBWKSVAIWBAISBQKSHIQBWOABWOABDOQBZIQBAIAQBSIWBQISVQKSIANSGOQBSAISBKASBKWBAIABQOSBBSJAHAJAVAJSBAJHSKAHSJAHAJAJAAJAHHHHHHHH

@youranxiousnerd ARE YOU OK?

CUZ IM NOT OK

LOOK AT SEBBY'S FACE

LOOK AT HOW ADORABLE IT IS

THE LYRICS ARE KILLING ME

SEBLOS IS KILLING ME

I AM DEAD

PLEASE SEND HELP

I like to imagine that Frankie and Joe practiced this in their apartment and just had a blast with it.

or maybe that Frankie practiced in secret like what Joe did for the climb

OH THE SUITS

THATS WHERE THAT CLIP IN THE PROMO WAS FROM

AWWW SEBBY'S SO CUTE

HE'S A LITTLE MARSHMALLOW

they're still so awkward with the dance I cant

let's appreciate Frankie's voice though

this episode really was made just for the seblos and portwell stans and you gotta love it

BIG RED GET OUT

WHY DOES HE ALWAYS DO THIS

Seb's little "yeah" IS ADORABLE

you can't tell me that wouldn't have been the best time for them to say I love you....IF FREAKIN BIG RED WASN'T THERE

ok but wait Ricky needs more hugs like that, look at his face

the boy needs love

"bro" please don't let Ricky and Carlos go back to not talking because their friendship is amazing

EJ laughing at Ricky sounding like a cat coughing up a furball is so funny to me

RICKY'S FLOP GETS ME EVERYTIME

I knew it was too good to be true

ok so Ricky's dead, next in line please

this episode was so short but I love it so much. this is what I signed up for for season 2✋

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #hsmtmts spoilers #seblos #seb mathew smith #carlos rodriguez #big red #ashlyn caswell #kourtney greene #lily hsmtmts #ms jenn #mr mazzara #natalie bagley #guac's episode text blocks :)

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andrebeltis · 4 years

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I LOVE YOU AS MY BESTFRIEND (By: Dave Andre Beltis G11 HUMSS1

Once upon a time, there was a girl named kathryn, she is 17 years old, a senior high school student at Ateneo de Manila University. She is very famous in there campus, because of her angelic face, nice attitude and she has white skin. In short she is very an ideal type of girl. She is also one of the top students in there school, because of her high grades and extra curricular activities. She had a boy bestfriend named Daniel. He is tall, moreno and handsome. He is one of the famous boys in there campus. He is a varsity player in volleyball. He is very caring and humble person, he is very kind person and most importantly he is gentleman. In short he is an ideal type of boy. He is sometimes badboy. Because of her attitude and physical appearance, many girls in there campus has a crush on him. Daniel and kathryn are bestfriends since they were grade schools. Because they were neighbors,since then daniel and kathryn are classmates since grade school to senior high school. But secretly kathryn likes daniel. It’s starts when they were first year high school. Kathryn slowly liking daniel because they always see each other everyday. Because of the attitude of Daniel, kathryn admires him alot. When kathryn is sad, daniel is always right beside her to cheer her up. He is always right there for her to take care of her. But she didn’t want daniel to know that she likes him. Because shes scared on what things might gonna happen next or in the future, or what consequences will she faced if she will confessed her feelings towards daniel. That’s why she keep that secret.But her cousin Julia and her parents know about it. In her room,under her bed,there was a small box. Inside was her diary, letters about daniel and all of there pictures together are there. Eveytime she opened that box and write a letter about Daniel makes her blushed. (One afternoon on the hallway of their campus) While kathryn was walking with her friends. Daniel run fast towards them. And screams kathryn’s name, so that kathryn will notice him. Daniel: kaaaaaatthhhh! (He screamed) Kathryn: (she knows very well whos that voice is) (She turned around and saw daniel running and shouting towards her) Kathryn: Myghaaddd Dj why are you shouting?you seemed see a ghost?what’s the problem? Daniel: (sighs) well I have something to tell you (he smiled) Kathryn: Ohh I know that face sign is ookkkk. (Daniel holds her hand and run) Kathryn: Djjjjjj (scream) my hand it hurts (At the parking lot, in front of Daniel’s car) Kathryn: ok? So what are you gonna tell?hmmmm ( she stare to daniel) Daniel: hmmm. promise me you won’t shout or scream or don’t be surprise Kathryn: ok promise (smile) Daniel: I like someone and I want to court her. Kathryn: (laughs) omg I didn’t even knew that you know how to court a girl (Inside her, she expected that she is the one who will court by daniel but it turned out this) Kathryn: soo? Who’s that girl( inside her: I hope its me,that girl mayne the luckiest person in the world) Daniel: I like her for so long. I’m sorry kath cauz I didn’t tell you early about this. I like samantha Kathryn: (shocked) ohh yahh samantha (fake smile) Daniel holds kathryn’s hand and say “ kath! Im really hoping that you will help me to court her, if its ok to you my best friend?” Kathryn: if its for you and if your happy with it why not?im your bestfriend now and forever...even if there’s no forever( laughs) Daniel: there is forever for us right my bestfriend? Kathryn: ofcourse dj, just call my name and Im always right beside you ( smile and hugs Daniel) After that conversation they both went home and still kathryn cant move on, she still remembers the things daniel told her. Kathryn: why not me?(she cry)she get her diary from her box and she wrote all the things happened on that day. Afterwards she feel asleep because shes tired and sad. Samantha is there schoolmate since high school. She looks sweet girl but she has a bad attitude but everytime daniel is arround she just turned to pabebe. Many girls doesn’t like her because of her bad attitude. She is the cheercaptain of the cheerdance of there campus. So it means Daniel and samantha merely see each other everytime they have a practice on the covered court. (After 3 years) Many things had changed on there lives. Daniel and kathryn didn’t see much because they were busy on there study. They are now 2nd year college. Kathryn took up secondary education manor in english, while daniel took up a engineering. After a year of courting, samantha and daniel are now together. Because of being a charming and gentlemen of daniel, samantha fell in love to him. Kathryn helps daniel to court samantha , she is the one making the gifts, brainstorming the ideas on how will daniel courts samantha. Daniel doesn’t know that kathryn is hurt, she is in pain she cried every night, but still then he helped daniel court samantha. Until samantha said yes to daniel. The ideas that kathryn planned are the things the she hope daniel will do it to her. Everytime kathryn see daniel and samantha in the campus shes in pain but she just thinks that she should be happy because daniel is happy as a bestfriend. If daniel is happy then kathryn should be happy for him too. One day,Kathryn clean her room, because her cousin julia will come back home from USA. Kathryn and Julia are very closed cousins, since they were kids until now. Kathryn shared all her secrets, problems in life and also Julia knows all about Daniel. Julia is 1 year younger than her. It’s exactly 11:00 am that day. After kathryn cleaned her room, she decided to take a bath. She didn’t know that daniel will come to there house. When daniel is already outside there house, he rings the door bell, then Kathryn’s mom is the one who opened the gate becaue there maid’s is at a vacation. Daniel: Hi tita Goodmorning (with a big smile) he hugs kathryns mom Mom: Oh Dj Hello goodmorning also,you’re so gwapo and tall ha. Mom: Long time no see Dj. How are you now? Daniel: Well tita, Im still cute and handsome(laughs) just kidding tita, Im fine tita thankyou for asking. Daniel: Is kathryn inside tita? Mom: Yes, I think shes in her room Daniel: Can I go to her tita? i just need to see her, because we didn’t see and talk each other that much in school. Mom: Oh really?just go inside, I will just lock the gate, then I will cook for our lunch. Daniel: Ok tita Thanks! Daniel went to Kathryns room, when his already inside. Daniel: Kath?Kath? Are you there? (Inside the restroom) When kathryn is taking a bath, she heared a voice, kathryn knows whos that voice is. Kathryn: Dj? Is that you? Daniel: Yep yep, I’ll just wait here kath ok? Kathryn was surprised because Daniel went to their house to see her. It’s been a long time since Daniel go to kathryns house. While Daniel is waiting, he sit down to kathryns bed, while he looks around the room. He noticed a small box at the table. Because its very colorful and small he get it without even knows that all things inside the box is all about him. Kathryn is still at the restroom while daniel opened the box. When he gets the first letter he reads it. After be reads that, he then reads all the letter. Daniel: whattttt? (Confused) kathryn likes me?( whispered to him self) He then saw all the pictures of them with a description at the back.He is confused.Daniel asked him self Daniel: But why? Why didn’t she tell me? When kathryn already finished taking a bath.She went outside the restroom. She is shocked when she saw daniel was on the floor with the box. Kathryn: Dj? Why you opened that? She want to get the box but daniel stay away from her Daniel: what is this stupid things kath? Kathryn cant talk she is speechless, because her fear is that daniel will know her secret and now it is happening. Kathryn: Its just nothing Dj Daniel: nottthiinggg?!! I just reed all of it Kathryn: So what now Dj?are you happy? Daniel: Happy?for what?that you keep a secret? Kathryn: Why you cant just say it?sayy Itttt djj Daniel: what? That you like me?you like me?!! Kathryn: Yes Dj I like you, Im sorry that I fell in love with you, You don’t deserve me, Im stupid ,Im a stupid bestfriend (she cried) Daniel holds her hand and says Daniel: Kathh plss no don’t cry( he wipes her tears)you are oe of the greatest blessing and gift that God gave me, Im just scocked on what I saw, but Im sorry kath, I Love you as my bestfriend. After 4 weeks, Daniel and kathryn didn’t see each other since the day Daniel went to Kathryn house. At the hallway Daniel and Samantha are walking then suddenly Daniel saw Kathryn at the bench. Daniel: babe, I just need to get something at the library, you just go first to the library ok?I’ll just follow you at the court ok? Samantha: Ok babe see you Then Daniel runs toward kathryn Daniel: Kathh?Can we talk fo a while? Kathryn: Hi dj, for what? Daniel: about the things happen.... She covers daniel mouth Kathryn: blablabla, omg Dj judt forget that Daniel: No I will not Kathryn: Its up to you, I have something to get on the library byee Daniel: ok kath see you... Kathryn runs so fast, while Daniel is standing seeing kathryn run he whispered to himself Daniel: I miss you so much bestfriend (sad face) And then ge look back and go to the court, while kathryn runs she suddenly collided with a guy. Guy: Im sorry Kathryn: Im so sorry (they look at each other) Guy: be careful next time miss (then he smiled) Kathryn: yeah I will thanks ( smile) And she walk fast The guys wants to get the name of kathryn but smhe didn’t ask because kathryn walk so fast, he thinks kathryn is in a hurry. After 2 months Kathryn went to daniel house she calls daniel through phone Kathryn: Hello Dj, we need to talk Daniel: Hi kath, right now? Kathryn: Yes right now Daniel: Ok wait I will just change my clothes Kathryn: You dont have to Daniel: Why? Let me ask you where are you now? Kathryn: Im already outside in your house dj Daniel opened the curtains and saw kathryn. He fastly go down stairs and went outside. when daniel is already outside kathryn suddenly hugs him tight. Kathryn: I Love you so much dj(she cried) Do you love me too? Daniel noticed that kathryns was kinds drunk, he smelled kathryn Daniel: wait kath?, did you drink? He gets kath to his chest and hold her shoulders. Kathryn: No dj I didn’t drink(laughs) Then again kathryn hugs him tight Kathryn: Dj I love you so much please love me too Daniel: Are you crazy kath, Have a girlfriend Kathryn: Please break up to her for please Daniel: You are just drunk kath thats why you said that Kathryn kissed daniel, but daniel pushed away kath Daniel: Are you crazy kath?!! Kathryn: please love me dj Daniel: I told you last time, I love you as my bestfriend nothing more nothing less After that Daniel drive hone kathryn. Actually it’s kathryn first time to drink and be drunk.She is with someone. After 3 days kathryn apologizes to Daniel. Daniel forgive her,they become still bestfriend. Everything was doing well and ok now. Daniel and Samantha are getting stronger. While kathryn is till on the process of moving on and accepting the fact that she and daniel are only bestfriend. She is now focusing on her studies and to herself. (After 3 years) They graduated. Kathryn became a teacher in a university while daniel became an engineer in a private company. Last 3 years when they were at there 2nd year college. Kathryn and her parents decided to buy a new house and it simply means that kathryn will transfer from another. After they transfer from there new house. Kathryn and Daniel didn’t see each other, they have no phone calls at all because she threw away her sim card so daniel will no longer call her, she ended there communication.She had no hard feelings towards Daniel but She think it is better if they have no communication, she wants to move on to all those things happened in her life, and she wants to move on to daniel too. One day, Daniel was assigned near where kathryn was working. Daniel was new to that place because it is way too there house.The workplace of daniel was a bit near to where kathryn is working. Its lunch time, Daniel with his workmates decided to buy there lunch at the university near there workplace, it is where kathryn is working.Some of Daniels workmates told him that they always eat and but there lunch at the university since it is yummy and affordable.While entering the gate, They walk at the hallway, Daniel look around, when he suddenly saw a tarpaulin with the pictures of the new comers teachers.When he is looking the tarpaulin he suddenly noticed a girl, Daniel: is that kath?(he whispered) When she saw the picture of kathryn he seems very happy and excited to see her since their workplace and the university is very near. He can visit kathryn anytime he wants. But his problem now is to find kathryn in the university. After they buy there lunch they decided to go back to their office to eat their lunch while going out Daniel told himself Daniel: I hope we see each other again kath (smile) I will find a way to find you (After 1 week) He decided to visit the university since he has now the confidence to face kathryn again. He ask some of the students in the campus. Daniel: Hi goodmorning! Do you know Ms.Kathryn? Student 1: Oh hi sir Goodmorning also. Wait who?Ms.kathryn?(student1 look at student 2) Students2: Oh Ms. Kathryn Bernardo the new teacher of the campus. Student 1: oh I remembered Ms. Kathryn is the new teacher. Daniel: Oh great! Actually Im finding her, where is her room number or office by the way? Student 2: 3rd floor at SAC building near the cafeteria I think its room number 134 Daniel: Oh that building at the left?(he pointed the SAC building) Student 1: Yes sir Daniel: ok thanks guys God Bless Student 1&2: No problem sir have a great day! Daniel went to the building to find kathryn. When he is already at the first floor he whispered to himself. Daniel: Im here kath ( smile) The school is having a class since it is 10 am.When he is already at the front room 134 he peek out in the window to see if kathryn is there. When there is only the students he opened the door and go inside. He asked the students. Daniel: Hi guys Goodmorning!where is Ms.Kathryn Students: Goodmorning sir Student 1: He is at her office sir,she just get something then she will be back. Daniel: Oh really?Thankyou guys Students: Your welcome sir When daniel closed the door,he turned left and saw a girl walking towards him, since the girl was far,he can’t see clearly the face,when the girl is near towards him , that face is very familiar to him. Daniel: Kath? Kathryn: Dj?is that you? Daniel waits until the last class of Kathryn. It is already 3 pm (in the room where there is only the two of them) Daniel: how are you Maam Kathryn?(laughs) Daniel: Its been years since the last day we see each other. Kathryn: Yes its been so long since we see each other Dj, By the way what are you now? Daniel: Well Iam now a engineer at private company.Im really happy now that I see you again after a years. By the way where did you go?why didn’t you tell me kath? I worried a lot, I searched you on facebook but I cant see your account, Ive call you a lot of times but you didn’t answer. I ask many people but then they didn’t also know where did you go.Why did you leave without me knowing that your leaving? Kathryn: Theres so many things happened in the past years Dj,right? Kathryn: I just need some space to grow by my self and to find my own happiness. Kathryn: Im really also very happy that I see you again Dj Kathryn: So how are you now?How’S samantha by the way? Daniel: Well its been 2 years since we brake up kath Kathryn: Oh really?,Im sorry to hear that Dj. Daniel and Samantha broke up because daniel saw the true attitude of samantha, they have no time for each other, they already no spark, since then Samantha find her happiness to other guy, she had a secret relationship with other guy without daniel didn’t know. When the time Daniel knows the truth, he broke up to her. Since then daniel became single until now. Daniel: I realized that if could only bring back time I hope I choose you kath rather than samantha. Daniel: Kath Im sorry because I didn’t listen to you Daniel: I came back because I want you to be mine kath Kathryn was shocked on what daniel said. Daniel: I really missed you kath, can we bring back those good memories of us? Daniel: I want to make more memories with you kath (he holds her hands) Kathryn: Everything happened for a readon Dj, Im happy right now because I see you again but the things that you sa earlier is very complicated now Dj. Kathryn: now and the past are very different. Daniel: complicated?why is it complicated kath? Kathryn stands and walks towards the window Kathryn: Im getting married Dj (She shows her hand to Dj with an engagement ring) Daniel was shocked Daniel: but why? Kathryn: No dj, you should ask yourself why you didn’t choose me before, why you didn’t listen to me? Are you gonna still go and find me? If you and samantha didn’t broke up?Do you still gonna find me? Kathryn: Im sorry Dj , but I didn’t regret on what things happened in the past, because in that pain I became more braver, I learned a lot from that,I became a better version of myself. Kathryn: Im happy right now dj, I hope you will find your someone soon, someone that can love you, someone that can be your bestfriend, someone that will not leave you.We can still be bestfriends Dj,we can make memories together again. Daniel:Do you love me kath? Kathryn: (holds daniel face) I love you Dj as my bestfriend. Kathryn is getting married to James. James was that guy collided before by kath. Since the day James know the name of kath, he is always chats her, until they became close, he is the one who is always there for kath, he can make kath happy, he is the who cheers up kathryn everyday, he is the reason why kathryn moved ob from daniel, he always gave kathryn flowers and chocolates and gifts so that kathryn will be happy and so that she can fell that someone is loving her.After a year, they are now married and they live happily ever after. #creativewritingshortstory

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purplesurveys · 4 years

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How are you today? I’m doing okay. My classmates in my least favorite class, Newspaper Layout and Design, have been a big pain in my ass and I’ve been carrying the entire class on my back because no one has the initiative to start giving a fuck about the requirements (I’d want to not give a fuck either, but someone has to and I’m probably the most grade-conscious person in that class) – but it’s a Friday and I’m having amazing coffee right now so it balances out. Do you have mean comments that replay in your head and haunt you? Not really. Some days I’ll remember the one hate comment I got on my ask.fm which led me to delete my account altogether, but it doesn’t bother me because I kinda proved that person wrong eventually.

For context, they told me I should stop wishing to be in UP so bad and to actually pass the entrance exam first before I’m allowed to talk about how much the university means to me. Joke’s on them – I passed the UPCAT not long after. Doesn’t mean I’d forgot the demotivating message, though.

^If so, do you know why that is? I always want to please people and thrive on compliments, so I’m bound to remember every single bad thing anyone tells me. What are you currently worried about, if anything? I’m worried about my deadlines for my Layout class. The requirements are a group effort, and so long as my classmates don’t start moving, I can’t really pass my parts anyway because I have to wait on them. UGH Did you go Black Friday shopping this past Black Friday? Pls stop asking me first-world references

^If so, what was the best deal you got? Have you ever been Black Friday shopping? What is your favorite Thanksgiving food? Do you wear a watch every day? No. Wearing them always makes me feel like there is something on my wrist, and that bugs me haha.

Pineapple or pepperoni? I don’t like either. All-cheese pizzas are my favorite. What food makes you feel nauseous? Not to say that it makes me feel like vomiting or dizzy, but I was never really a big fan of blue cheese. I can handle it on my pizza and sometimes its flavor jibes well with the other cheeses, but the taste always sticks out so I’m not particularly obsessed with it. Have you ever seen a spirit? No. When you have your own house someday, what color Christmas tree do you want and how will you decorate it? I want it traditional, so I’m going with green. It’s gonna have all sorts of decor like baubles, snowflakes, tinsel, leaves, etc. My family has always made an effort to make our trees look super nice and detailed and I wanna pass that on when I have my own place and maybe even kids down the road. Name 3 youtube channels you've been loving lately. HiHo Kids, Mankalor, and Moon Jeongwon’s vlogging channel. Do you have a youtube channel? I do but it’s only so that YouTube can tailor my homepage to what I’m into at the moment, and so that I can like/dislike videos haha. I don’t post my own content. ^If so, does your family approve? ...I don’t think they should have an opinion about me owning a YouTube account. But in any case, they don’t really mind. What do you think about the new "for kids" or "not for kids" rules? Like, parental control? I guess it’s a good thing. Kids have always had very makulit hands and end up seeing stuff they’re not supposed to. Makulit is a Filipino word that defies translation, but I guess the closest thing to it is either mischievous or restless.

Case in point: Back when I was in high school, I was working at one of the library computers when these Grade 1 kids sat at the computer beside me. They were searching images of the movie Frozen and it was all normal for a bit, but they scrolled too far down and eventually they landed at this very questionable manip of Elsa and Anna doing some stuff that kids that age definitely shouldn’t be seeing. ^ Do they affect you? No. I’m neither a kid nor a parent. What is the most disgusting thing you have ever eaten? [slight trigger warning for the vegans!!! Sorry, Filipino cuisine can sometimes be a lot to take for non-Filipinos] I’m super adventurous when it comes to food so I haven’t found anything I’ve tried disgusting. I don’t particularly like the flavor of bopis (pork/beef lungs and heart) and pinapaitan (goat and ox innards meat flavored with bile, tamarind and chillies), but I don’t find them disgusting, and I’d still eat them if that was served at a family party.

What food is so disgusting you could absolutely never eat it? Dog/cat meat. Do you like sushi? Love sushi. What color was the last sweater you wore? Gray. Name 3 material items on your wish list right now. Nintendo Switch, a new pair of shoes (wow I really am a grown-up), and cash. Are you planning on doing Vlogmas (for youtube) this year? No. Zoella’s the only person I know who still does lmao Have you ever done Vlogmas before? No. Have you ever made money off of youtube? Omg no Are you happy that the year is coming to an end? SO HAPPY. 2019 felt like it was three fucking years long. Have you ever bought a designer purse? I haven’t bought any with my own money. Do people tell you that you look sick when you wear a certain color? No? ^If yes, what color? Do you consider yourself creative? Not at all. ....outgoing? Kinda. It depends on the situation. If I’m meant to be doing something I like or hang out with people I know, I can be very outgoing; but if it’s an unfamiliar situation, I tend to be more shy and let other people lead the way. ....free-spirited? I don’t think I’d call myself that. ....shy? Yep, at first. ....socially awkward? It’s a hit or miss. Sometimes I’m great with socializing; other times I just miss the mark. Do you often feel alone? Mostly during the Christmas season. Otherwise it’s an on-off thing for me, but the loneliness is for the most part turned off. What could be the theme song to your life? I never know what to answer in questions like this. My life has had a lot of phases and it’s hard to sum it all up into a single song. List three new songs you've discovered this year that you like a lot. I Saw You In A Dream by The Japanese House, the Summer section of Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons (thanks, Portrait of a Lady on Fire), and Joji’s Dancing in the Dark. If you could win a shopping spree in any store, what would it be? Fully Booked. Do you wear jewelry often? Very seldom. List 10 of your favorite girl names. I list them on surveys all the tiiiiiimeeeeeeeee. Uhh Olivia, Mia, Arden, Harper, Juliana/Julia, Isabella, Elizabeth, Charlotte, Lily, Emilia. I’m feeling the name Eloise tonight too, so let’s throw that one in as a runner-up. List 10 of your favorite boy names. Miguel, Joaquin, Javier, Jacob, Mason, Noah, Liam, Seth, Leon, Luis. Andres is also good, so I’m putting that in even though it’s name 11. List 10 girl names (or up to 10) that you don't really care for. That’s so many and possibly offensive :((((( I’ll just go with boomer names like Sally, Linda, Agnes (sorry to my Lola, who’s named Agnes), Karen, Pamela, Susan, Brenda...and maybe more common ones like Angela, Marie, Sam. List up to 10 boy names that you don't really care for. Not a big fan of boy names in general, but ones I don’t particularly like nor dislike are names like John, George, William (lmao just naming all the royals now I see LOL), Benedict, Jeffrey, Donald, Michael, Daniel, Drew, Mark. How old were you when you found out Santa wasn't real? Five. I didn’t find out; I just put the clues together. Do you own a Polaroid camera? Nope. I want one though. ^If so, what color is it? List one past regret. The one dumb thing I did in one of my classes where I forgot to submit something on time, and I had to make do with a late submission, which would already have deductions. Do you own Converse, and if so, what color? i used to; they were red. I stopped wearing them after a bit though so my mom threw them out. We have white Chucks now – my sister brings them with her in her dorm but when she’s home, I’d borrow it sometimes. What color was your senior prom dress? Let’s plz avoid talking about the stuff we purposely want to forget Are you colorblind? No. Name the people you know who are colorblind. Nobody, other than the colorblind folk on Twitter/Tiktok who make wholesome videos separating different colors of Skittles or M&Ms heh. What's one pet peeve of yours? People who DRIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF TWO LANES YO WHAT’S UP WITH Y’ALL Would you ever consider a career in writing? Sure, I’m kinda headed that way anyway. What was the first thing you wanted to be when you grew up? Astronaut. What was your first favorite color? Purple. What is your favorite color now? Pink or black. Do you know a lot of people with the same middle name as you? Yeah, Isabelle is very common. But where I live it’s usually spelled Isabel or Ysabel. Do you like the name Brynn? Not really. It sounds very 2010ish, wherein people would give their kids double-N’s like Kaitlynn, Rylinn, Brooklynn, Ashlynn and I was never a big fan of that trend (except for Finn, Flynn, and Quinn, which I find cute). List five names you hate the spelling of. Literally those 4 names I just mentioned. Oh and in the Philippines, there’s this trend of putting H’s on otherwise normal names, e.g. Jhulia, Mhae, Ghabriella, Mhark...it’s common in the lower classes so I don’t judge, but like it’s just not really not my taste lmao. Do you watch Niki and Gabi on youtube? No. Do you watch Brooklyn and Bailey? No. ....Bethany Mota? No. But I did see her once when YouTube held a FanFest here in Manila and she was part of the lineup. ......Gillian Bower? ....LaurDIY? .....Family Fizz? ....Chronically Jaquie? No to literally all of those. Have you ever purchased a youtuber's merch? No they are always way too expensive lol ^If so, what did you buy?

#survey #surveys

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kachulein · 6 years

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🌸85 Questions🌸

Since the last time I did this tag was a few months ago, I thought I’ll do it again. I was tagged by the cutie @taeyongsflatbutt thanks dear💖

Rules: Answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people.

Last

1. Drink - tea and water

2. Phone call - I literally never call anyone besides my therapist, so yeah, my therapist :3

3. Text message - I’m currently spamming my baby @taetaejagiyaaa95 with links to dance performances of the dance club I’m in lmao

4. Song you listened to - I’m listening to What Now by Rihanna as I’m writing this (I’m actually listening to the playlist @taetaejagiyaaa95 made for me💖)

5. Time you cried - Today while listening to Grow Up by Stray Kids because the lyrics and the song in general hit me so hard that I cannot listen to it without crying T-T

Ever

6. Dated someone twice - nope, when I end something it’s a definite end and I’m not getting back together with that person

7. Kissed someone and regretted it - Actually yes... because there was this one time when this guy pressured me and kind of forced me into kissing him and I didn’t know how to escape ;-;

8. Been cheated on - not that I know of :o

9. Lost someone special - Haven’t we all? :/

10. Been depressed - Probably at some points in my life

11. Gotten drunk and threw up - yup >.< but I was like 13/14 years old back then and a stupid idiot

Fave colors

12. I seriously love all colours

13. Especially pastels

14. and of course black

In the last year have you…

15. Made new friends - YES💖

16. Fallen out of love - definitely (glares @ ex bf for treating me like crap and just ghosting on me without ever explaining his actions to me...so I guess that’s over for good)

17. Laughed until you cried - I always cry when I laugh tbh and my friends like making fun of me then xD

18. Found out someone was talking about you - probably but I can’t really remember since I push such moments out of my mind

19. Met someone who changed you - I believe every person you meet in your lifetime has some kind of impact (big or small) on you and thus changes you to some extent (maybe only just for the time being they’re in your life but still)

20. Found out who your friends are - Yes, I am actually better at reading people than it may seem^^

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook friends list - Idk I don’t use facebook anymore xD

General

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know irl - Again, idk since I don’t use it anymore

23. Do you have any pets - a Kitten💖

24. Do you want to change your name - My last name, yes. Since I don’t like it and people like making fun of it smh

25. What did you do for your last birthday - I went out to dinner with my mom and stepdad and ended up having the whole restaurant sing me happy birthday^^ it was awesome omg

26. What time did you wake up today - At noon I think

27. What were you doing @ midnight last night - I was finishing off a reaction on my blog @kachuwritings and posted it

28. What is something you can’t wait for - My I am WHO album to finally arrive T-T

30. What are you listening to right now - Daya - New

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom - nah, I don’t know no Tom :o

32. Something that gets on my nerves - Someone interrupting me when I’m in the middle of daydreaming, people who brag about how great they are and in general just arrogance gets on my nerves a lot, animal cruelty is something that makes me extremely mad and sad and in general people with bad personalities/who abuse others/treat others badly, any form of discrimination and inequality in this world, our society and especially the unrealistic beauty standards our subconscious is being fed through the media 24/7 and so many more

33. Most visited website - Tumblr, YouTube and Vlive

34. Hair color - black^-^

35. Hair long or short - about middle length but I’m growing it out c:

36. Do you have a crush on someone - yesssss but not on someone I know irl glares @ Han Jisung from the other side of the world

37. What do you like about yourself - I really like being an empath tbh because it allows me to fully understand other people’s struggles and it can be nice to feel everything so deeply (love for example) (of course there’s also a downside to it) :3

38. Want any piercings - I already have 8 piercings on my ears but I always thought about getting nipple piercings someday but I honestly don’t know about that one^^’’ what do you think?

39. Blood type - A

40. Nicknames - Kachu

41. Relationship status - married to Han Jisung in my head single like a pringle

42. Zodiac - Aquarius

43. Pronouns - she/her

44. Fave TV shows (Can I add anime? I don’t watch other TV shows) - Sword Art Online, Tokyo Ghoul, Ouran High School Host Club

45. Tattoos - A violin key with a rose on my right forearm (that I drew myself and it signifies my love for music) and I’m thinking of getting angel wings on my shoulder blades but I need to draw them first kdjdksooidsfuhi

46. Right or left handed - right

47. Ever had surgery - nope

48. piercings - ears

49. Sports - dancing,,,mainly & hula hooping

50. Vacations - I’ve been to England, Spain, France, Germany, Switzerland(of course), Denmark, Czech Republic, Austria, Italy and Greece already but never outside of Europe jckdcudscn but I’m going to South Korea next year c:

51. Trainers - uhm... don’t really know what to answer here???

More general

52. Eating - I ate potato salad for dinner but that was around 6 hours ago lmao

53. Drinking - water^-^

54. I’m about to watch - Nothing since it’s 3.30am and I should go to sleep

55. Waiting - for better days *sigh*

56. Want - to be more motivated and not always feel exhausted and powerless on a daily basis because every little thing gets me overwhelmed lately and I feel so lazy since I lack power to accomplish anything and I have so much shit to do T-T

57. Get married - not sure ._.

58. Career - Probably psychologist but I’m actually dreaming of becoming a singer&songwriter

Wich is better

59. Hugs or kisses - Depending on my mood either can be better

60. Lips or eyes - ....I love both equally tbh, beautiful eyes and plump lips really affect me sjakdansfunoj Hyunjin’s lips are a good example seriously they look so soft :( and Felix’s eyes are extremely beautiful and big wow

61. Shorter or taller - shorter because I’m too tall and I hate it ._.

62. Older or younger - younger, I don’t wanna grow up the world seems to only get worse the older I get akfnsdfisdsuld

63. Nice stomach or arms - hmmmmm I LOVE slim waists so I guess stomach?

64. Hookup or relationship - relationship!!! ALL. THE. DAMN. WAY. i can’t stand hookup culture :/ (but you do you fam, I’m not gonna judge anyone since it’s none of my business)

65. Troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant (I’m a good girl okay :c)

Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger - I don’t think so omg

67. Drank hard liquor - yup, long ago though, I barely drink since I don’t like alcohol due to,,, reasons

68. Lost glasses - surprisingly, no xD

69. Turned someone down - unfortunately, yes :/

70. Sex on first date - It wasn’t a date... o.o it was just a hookup and that made me realize that I dislike sex without love involved and that’s how I found out that hookups are nothing for me^^’’

71. Broken someone’s heart - Probably the people I’ve turned down :/

72. Had your heart broken - ...yes

73. Been arrested - OMG NOOOOOO :o

74. Cried when someone died - Yes

75. Fallen for a friend - No never

Do you believe in

76. Yourself - I really wish I could

77. Miracles - not sure but I hope they’re real T-T

78. Love at first sight - naah

79. Santa Claus - yeeeah no, I’m not 5 years old anymore honey^^

80. Kiss on first date - Sure if it feels right

81. Angels - Not sure o.o

Other

82. Best friend’s name - I don’t have a best friend actually... (applications are open lmao)

83. Eye color - a really ugly brown istg there are so many beautiful kinds of brown eyes out there and mine just look ugly tbh D:

84. Fave movie - I have so many skaudbjf but Harry Potter is pretty high up on the list (I cannot trust people who dislike Harry Potter... my ex disliked it...yeah that just confirmed my hypothesis)

85. Favorite actor/actress - I always liked Audrey Hepburn, Olivia Newton-John, Julia Roberts, Keira Knightley, Emma Watson, Cameron Diaz, Meryl Streep, Amanda Seyfried, Pierce Brosnan, John Travolta, Patrick Swayze, Jack Black, Logan Lerman, Dylan O’Brien, as well as Leonardo DiCaprio, Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Colin Firth and Hugh Grant - see, I can’t choose D:

soooo that was it yay^^ I’m tagging @marculees @taetaejagiyaaa95 @glamjae @bloomingfantasy @taetarte @1oonar @00njm @star-sam @hyunjinsgiggle @jbemin @orrin-uwu @redcucumbers @donghyuwus @alonelysquid and as always, you don’t have to do it💖

#85 questions #tagged #tag #questions tag #get to know me

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a-simple-gaywitch · 6 years

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Better Than Him

Summary: Reader and Jack break up at a bad time, leaving (Y/N) to turn to Spot for help and comfort

Author’s Note: I’ve been thinking about this plot for a while please give me feedback on this!!!

Warnings: angst, unplanned pregnancy, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex

Type: fluff / angst / smut / other

Pairing(s): Jack x Reader; Spot x Reader

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“Jack, can we at least talk about this?” you begged your boyfriend as he paced back and forth in the kitchen of your shared apartment.

He ran his fingers through his hair before sitting down at the table, pushing some papers and textbooks out of the the way. “How? How did this happen?”

“Remember that night we went over to Race’s dorm and then we couldn’t remember much the next morning?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Jack, seriously?”

“What?”

You sighed and rubbed your face in exasperation. “I think it happened that night. That’s the only night it could have possibly happened.”

“This can’t be happening, (Y/N)! I-I can’t be a father! We’re 22, we’re in college, we can’t afford a child!”

“Well, like it or not, Jack, this is where we are now,” you snapped. “Now, if you truly don’t want this child, fine. I won’t force you to be a part of its life. The last thing I want to do is force this baby into a world where it’s despised by it’s own father.” You shook your head and stormed to your room before beginning to pack your things.

“(Y/N)-”

You spun around to see Jack standing in the doorway. “Do you want to help me raise this child or not?”

“Well, I will, but-”

“No. Do you want to? it’s a yes or no question.” Jack stayed silent. “That’s what I thought.” You shook your head, your eyes filling with tears. “Then, this is goodbye, Jack.”

Your old friend Spot found you sitting in the hallway of the library, your suitcase functioning as your desk while you worked on a term paper.

“(Y/N)?”

“Oh, hey, Spot,” you said with a small wave.

He sat down next to you and asked, “What are you doing here? And why do you have a suitcase?”

At this point, you broke down sobbing. You turned into Spot’s chest and threw your arms around him, crying into his shirt.

“Hey, hey, hey, whoa, what happened?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you.

You looked up at Spot, your hair sticking to your face from your tears. “Jack and I broke up.”

“Oh, that’s awful,” Spot said, squeezing you. “What happened? Do you need a place to stay?”

“It’s fine, I’ll just stay with Katherine for a few days while I figure out what to do. Besides, you wouldn’t want me living with you when I tell you why we broke up.”

“Try me,” Spot said, crossing his arms over his chest.

You took a deep breath and wiped your hair away from your eyes. “I’m pregnant.”

Spot’s eyes widened. “What?”

“See? Told you.”

“No, no, that’s not... He broke up with you because you’re pregnant?”

“Well, kind of. I mean, he started freaking out and saying how we were too young for kids and I didn’t want to force my baby to have a father who resents it and...” you sighed and groaned, rubbing your face. “So I ended things and walked out.”

Spot chewed his lip a bit. “My offer still stands, you know. You can stay with me as long as you need to. Hell, I’ll even help you with appointments and stuff.”

You face lit up. “Really?” You hugged Spot again, but this time in a good mood. “Oh, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Spot chuckled as you let go. “Let’s get you over to my place and settled, yeah?”

You sighed as you sat on your bed in Spot’s dorm, your phone an arm’s length away from you as your father yelled through the phone.

“You told them?” Spot whispered, poking his head into your room. You nodded and put a finger to your lips.

“-break up with him! Now there’s no one to help you through this!” Your father finished.

“Dad, I have someone to help,” you assured him. “Remember Spot Conlon from high school?”

“Oh, I always liked him!” you heard your mother chime in.

“Yeah. Well, I moved in with him. I’ll be fine.” After both of your parents were silent for a while, you said, “Mom? Dad?”

“We’re gonna be grandparents,” you heard your mother whisper, her voice cracking. “Oh, my god, we’re gonna be grandparents! Did you pick out names yet? When’s the shower?”

“Mom, Mom, relax,” you laughed. “I’m barely a month along.”

“Well, call if you need anything, okay?” she said. “Your dad and I will drive down and help you out in any way we can.”

“Alright, bye, Mom.”

“Goodbye, sweetheart. We love you!”

“Love you, too,” you replied, hanging up the phone and shaking your head.

“Sounds like a fun conversation,” Spot laughed, sitting next to you. You groaned and flopped back, resting a hand on your stomach.

A few months later, you rushed into Spot’s room in the middle of the night. “Spot! Spot, wake up!” you hissed, shaking his shoulder.

“What? What’s going on?” he asked, his words slurring together with fatigue.

“The baby’s kicking!”

Spot sat up in bed. “Oh my god, really?” You placed his hand on top of your stomach. “Wow, she is really going,” he chuckled. He glanced up at you and couldn’t help but admire how beautiful you looked with your hair all disheveled and face free of any makeup.

“What?” you asked nervously, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

Spot cleared his throat and shook his head. “Uh, nothing. Nothing. It’s nothing.”

You looked at him for a minute before saying, “Alright. See you in the morning.”

Spot was walking you back from class when you felt a pain in your abdomen. Your hands flew to your stomach as you leaned against Spot.

“Whoa, what’s wrong?”

“Something hurts. Like, really hurts.”

Spot stopped walking immediately. “Well, we have to get you to the hospital. That’s what we need to do now. Alright, my car is right outside, I’ll drive you over.”

When you got in to see the doctor, he explained that it was nothing to be worried about and that both you and the baby were perfectly fine. On his way out, he turned to the both of you. “You two are going to make fantastic parents.”

“Oh, actually, I’m not-”

“Thank you, Doctor,” you said, interrupting Spot.

“Why didn’t you correct him?” Spot asked as you left the office.

You stopped and turned to face him. “Because, Spot. You’re going to be the one this kid sees as a father. And besides, you’d be a better father anyway.”

“You really think so?” Spot asked nervously.

You smiled at him. “I know so.” You leaned over and kissed him. When you pulled away, Spot was looking at you with wide eyes.

“What, uh, what-what was that?” he stuttered out. “Not that I’m complaining!” he added. He opened the door for you to get in his car.

“I just... I’ve been thinking about how much you mean to me,” you told him as he got in and started the car. “And I realized, I love you, Spot. I love you so much. I never would have been able to do any of this without you.” You chewed your lip as you waited for him to respond.

“I love you, too, (Y/N).”

Spot proposed to you a month later.

Your daughter was born two weeks early, at the end of April. You named her Estelle Julia Conlon, Essie for short. Essie looked more like you than she did Jack, which you were silently grateful for. The only thing she shared with him was her eyes.

When it was time for you to graduate, Spot came to support you, keeping Essie with him while you went up to get your diploma. When you turned to face the crowd, you smiled and held back a laugh as you saw Spot holding up your baby and waving her little arm around. It made you realize that things were going amazingly well for you and you never wanted it to change.

A few years later, you and Spot took Essie out to the playground. You still lived in your college town, but you didn’t want to leave the quiet, normally peaceful environment. Spot was chasing Estelle around the jungle gym while you sat on the swings, enjoying the cool fall weather.

“(Y/N)?” you heard someone say. You turned around to see Jack.

“Hello, Jack,” you said, turning back to watch your husband and daughter. “Can I help you?”

“I was just-”

“Mommy!” Essie cut him off, running towards you with a dandelion in her hand. “I picked you a flower! Isn’t it pretty?”

You scooped her up and tucked the flower behind her ear. “Yes, it is. It’s a pretty flower for a pretty princess.”

“I’m not a princess. I’m a knight,” she decided. Essie gasped. “A knight that battles dragons!”

You laughed and put her down as she ran off, pretending that Spot was a dragon, flower still in her hair.

“Is that...”

“My daughter?” you asked Jack. “Why, yes, it is. Her name is Essie Conlon.”

“Conlon?” Jack asked. Then he noticed the ring on your finger and Essie chasing after Spot. “Oh.”

“Yeah, when you decided you’d rather focus on school and your social life, Spot took me in. Helped me through my pregnancy. She may be yours biologically, Jack, but you gave up your rights to her after we broke up,” you told Jack, crossing your arms over your chest. “Spot is her father. And we’re perfectly happy. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go spend some time with my family.

Jack watched as you walked off to play with your daughter and Spot, realizing how much he lost all those years ago when you first told him you were pregnant.

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