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#anyway im going to sleep. night ✌️
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sexuality hcs for the main cast? :D
NO idea what brought this on but yeah sure! unless stated otherwise my work usually writes everyone bi by default, even if they haven’t realized it yet, but it can be really fun to play with different interpretations too. honestly its not something i think about often or keep too rigid, sometimes it depends on what kind of story im writing and what messages i want to convey. but sometimes we stay silly
- isabel max johnny violet are bi
- isaac dimitri stephen are gay
- ollie tends to flip between ‘future bear’ and ‘token straight friend’ it usually depends which is funnier in context
- lisa and suzy being lesbians has always been a constant in my brain
- if im feeling REALLY indulgent ill spice max up with some lesbianism. hit him with the dyke beam
- ed usually isnt cis to me so whatever goes on there tends to switch up a lot. i dont try to name it i just focus on feeling it. when ed IS cis i think him being the token straight friend is pretty funny. like hes the really enthusiastic type but means well.
- RJ is similar to ed. sometimes i like them as a lesbian. sometimes i like them not interested in anyone. sometimes i like shipping them w ed. sometimes other ppl. theyre a really fun character to write actually
- jeff is gay but he doesn’t realize for a long long time. where everyone else is a bit more comfortable with themselves hes still got a lot of low self esteem and internalized stuff going on, not in a constantly sad way but like he’ll be the type to think ‘man i wish *I* could marry my best friend! too bad im straight haha’ or like when theyre teens he kisses cody and has a crisis over liking it before thinking ‘wait! what am i worrying about! codys gay, yeah, so maybe it meant something to him, but im not gay so that means i dont have anything to worry about. i should focus on supporting my good friend. its totally cool if he kisses me because im straight so its like a pass!’ he is wrong and he is gay
- whenever i write izjo its always bi. if anything their bisexuality makes a bigger spectacle out of how they like an opposing gender rather than liking their own which i always get a huge kick out of bc its as if i got so accustomed to being around gay people irl and online that sga became the norm and i had to remind myself that mf couples exist and its an option and its okay. there are a couple works ive never posted where this is actually like THE central theme
- i joke bc i like making fun of izjo but from testimonies/talks/essays ive heard/watched/read this is actually a very common experience among bi ppl
- like when ur young and just learning how to exist and be confident as an lgbt person and taking such wild pride and comfort in your sga that u forget your oga. maybe even feel a little weird about it. confusion and nervousness. dare i say shame.
- im flipping the script…… of COURSE youre gay what are you TALKING about… what youre going to feel confused repressed nervous and weirdly guilty over is liking a BOY. or like yes son we know you like boys we live in mayview. but youve never liked a girl before and you dont know how to and it terrifies you. and then sometimes it has absolutely no significance at all and it’s just normal. again it depends on the themes and what i want to get out of my brain. that post thats like ‘no gay pairing written by a straight person will ever be as unhinged as a straight pairing written by a gay person’ etc. is it bc i want to write a casual+ comfortable gay existence bc ive seen so many bad u happy ones? is it bc i enjoy exploring societal dynamics by reframing them in the perceived norm? is it yuri? is it yuri.
- i just reread the phrase ‘youve never liked a girl before and you dont know how to and it terrifies you’ and im thinking i made it yuri. is johnny my puppet. have i been using johnny as a puppet this whole time to work out my feelings towards liking women. izjo is bi because i write johnny like a gay girl who just happens to just be a boy.
- i got distracted anyway spender is meterosexual
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I wanna personally apologize to the many many many people who have asked me things recently that I have not answered.... I have... so many exams.... and everything hurts....
Brain has an out of service sign on it at the moment. Please return in 8-9 business days.
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altruistic-meme · 2 years
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ajjfjakfjs why am i. like this?
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vitzi9 · 10 months
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Patience is the key to success (2)
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Masterlist if you want to read my others things. Part 1 here.
CW/TW: yandere-manipulative-obsessive-stalker-ethan, fem reader, smut, no p in v, depressed reader(but really), suicidal thoughts
i'm trying to post this quick because I crave attention, whatever its insults, compliments, likes or repost, idc. I want ppl to know i'm existing. i have a big oral test tomorrow and im really bad at speaking before someone (hence why im writing instead) so i just need to know im not totally useless in the society and that im, at the very least, making people enjoy my things. sorry for the rant, i have a big headhache, probably gonna die ✌️😚
the smut is really bad btw but like really but im bad at writing them but i need to to improve (26/06/2023) (5226 words)
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"Let's just finish watching the movie now." you say and Ethan doesn't make you repeat as he goes straight to the couch.
You felt much better after that little talk. Ethan did not say much but in his words, there was a lot more. He was planning to be with you a long time. He does not want to ruin things. It made you so happy. Every fiber in you was warm thinking of it. You were at peace.
Ethan was calm after that, albeit moving uncomfortably sometimes. (maybe because of his boner?) He was just as cuddly as when you arrived. His head laid flat on your chest, rising up and down with each one of your breath. Your fingers brush his curl slowly as you hear his breathing slacken. You were giddy thinking about him being at peace with you, too.
His arms were closed tightly around your body, never letting you go. The movie was really advanced by now, the end was coming soon. It probably was something towards 11AM. Usually, you would have gone knock at your friend's house but there was no need now as you already saw her earlier.
When the movie fatefully ended, the credits start to roll but none of you moved an inch. Ethan rubs his cheeks against your chest before sighing happily. His eyes were closed. Was he asleep ? No, certainly not. He loves horror movie. He wouldn't fall asleep when one is ongoing.
He was cute here. You were delighted to think he trusted you enough to let his guards down and sleep with you. You were his safeplace. And he was yours. Your fingers trail down on his back where you draw small patterns dreamily. You write things, that cross your mind. You simply scratch him. His sudden speaking startle you. Your hand stopping evey movements.
"Are you sleeping far from here, today ? Every movements of his jaw hitting slightly on your chest. 'today' because he knew about your frequent change of home.
Relaxing, you continue to caress his back lovingly.
-No, not really. But I don't sleep there anymore.
The hotel too was starting to worry you. Like the building was shrieking on you. You don't know what was scarier, to be alone or to never be. And now that you found such a warm place, you don't want to leave. Ever.
-Why ?
-Scare me, s'all.
-You can sleep here tonight, if you want.
-Why ? Your decision was already made; you'd sleep here. You knew it the second he offered you to stay the night. But you wanted to see his arguments to convince you.
"Let me be with you." his sentence made a shiver run down your back.
Did that stalker fucked you up so hard you had chill even thinking about them? It was just a damn sentence. Everyone can say it. For god's sake, it's Ethan saying it of all people. Even if he awoke this uneasy feeling back, you couldn't blame him. He didn't know about the sign the criminal had shown you. You didn't tell him that much detail, only saying they had indeed brought creepy signs but omitting what was written on it. And Ethan said it so prettily, too. Yes, of course you'd be with him.
He told you you never slept here before and that you'd be safe anyway since he's here and don't plan on leaving you. So you accepted. It was really early in the day but the both of you were getting sleepy because of the calm and comfort of the situation. He offered you to go to his room which you accepted. After guiding you to there, he tells you he has to go grab something and that he'd be back really quick.
And he did, in fact, came back really quick.
By then, you were already sprawled out on his bed. You had time to see the mess he had scattered everywhere. The carboard, the books, the drawings, some letters, too. And you even found out about his second phone. The lockscreen was a generic one, the one you have by default, as if he just got it recently. But the phone wasn't new, it seems in contrary really old as it was broken at some area.
Ethan arrives in the room with a small plastic blue square packaging, you don't have time to see what it was that he throws it under the bed. You don't pay it too much attention. Playing mindlessly with his other phone in hand, you take off and put back the phone case of it to entertain yourself.
"You got two phones ? you ask even though you kind of knew the answer already.
-Oh, yes. One is for games only, the other is the one I'm really using. Did you went on it ?
-No, don't worry, I won't frisk into your secret criminal life."
He smiles before taking the phone out of your hand. He places it in the drawer of his nightstand. Ethan falls on top of you, taking your breath away for a moment. You laugh and hit his back for him to get away from you and he just laugh heartly before letting himself fall beside you.
He lays down, setting his head on his arm, looking up at you with stars in eyes. Sometimes, he's so pretty it hurt physically to look at him. Starting to get embarrassed by his insistent look, you find something to say.
-Why do you have so much pieces of cardboard anyway ?
-I make placards out of them.
With a fond smile, Ethan stares straight at your eyes. As if waiting for you to say something. You would have ask questions about his 'placards ' if not for the sudden interest he was displaying in you, which, instead, made you change subject without really noticing it. A nervous laugh escaping you.
-Why are you looking at me like that ? Is there an undertone ? Am I supposed to understand something ?"
He shakes his head negatively, displaying a small mischievous smile. He could be such a goblin at times ! Wanting to make him swallow his pride, you lean towards him and kiss his lips. Ethan smiles and moves his lips with yours.
Your arm set down on his waist and soon the kiss get heated. Ethan's body is burning, his breath is too. You don't let each other breath, as soon as you separate from each other, you plunge back in. Physically needing the contact.
You rise on your knee, arching your back to kiss him still laying flat on the bed. Soon, he joins you by rising as well. Both of you on your knees, face to face, eating each other's face. Ethan's hand are mahandling you to sit on his thights. Then, with his surprising strenght, he starts sliding you on them. Your heating pussy rubbing directly on the fabric of his pant. Your hand instinctivly goes to rub the growing tent in his trousers. The area was hot, when you slide your fingers on it, it would budge.
Ethan whimpers, thrusting his hips against yours. You straddle him completly, framing his his body with your legs. You rub his tent against your clit for some frictions. It was aching and growing more desperate by seconds.
"I... I wanna have sex with you." Ethan says softly.
You kiss his cheek, going for his neck. You answer with a meek 'me too' before sucking the skin of his neck. Ethan backs his head, already out of breath. He gives you full access to his body, still rutting desperatly his hips into yours.
But you were growing impatient. You lift your body from him, making him whine at the contact loss, before sliding your fingers behind the elastic of his pants. You slip it down to his knees before you start salivating at the sight of his hard cock already drooling for you.
He didn't have any underwear. That's why you could feel him so close to your core.
Your hand touch his thight, caressing gently his body. Making sure to avoid the area he need you the most. Ethan try to touch himself, tired of your teasing, but you slap his hand away. He whines and looks up at you with teary eyes. Silently begging you to do something. It was impossible for you to resist him.
Your hand grabs his cock in one motion, you could feel it pulse and its warmth propagate in your hand. It was already so so wet because of all his precum, your hand was sliding so easily you could have thought he came multiple times already. Gently, you start to move your hand on all its lenght slowly. The boy props himself on his elbows and look at the scene before him. Ethan sighs happily, eyes closing and head backing. He's in heaven, he thinks. But not entirely, as he looks at you still clothed.
"Want to... Want to finger you..." he pleas.
In front of a boy so desperate, and being incredibly horny, you slide your pant down, making sure your underwear went with it. Ethan lose every one of his braincells when he sees your bare pussy glistening with your love juice. He wanted to lick it bad. That's the only one fanstam he ever had that help him getting off so hard he can't move for a whole minute. He wants to drown himself in your juice. But you have others projects.
You guide his pointer finger to your lips. Ethan starts caressing it and smear your juice everywhere. His lift up another finger and start passing both of them on your lips.
"Here, you have to touch here." you say, pointing to your clit.
You move briefly to bring your genitals closer. You could feel each other's warmth emanating from your core. Seeing him try to touch you was so hot. He was listening to everything you said.
Soon getting the hang of it, he starts circling your clit, applying different pressure on it to see which one were you reacting the most to. Slowly, you quicken your pace on his hard cock. As if to reward him for being such a good boy. He was in a trance, eyes closing and opening. And when they opened, they were staring with a utmost care at your moving breast throught your shirt. Your nipples were hard and were poking through the fabric.
His eyes were glued to it. Understanding his want, you lift your shirt above your collarbone with your free hand. Ethan can't seem to take off his eyes of you. They're probably the first pair of breasts he sees in real life after all.
"Fuck... You're so pretty, love." you speed up on his shaft at his praise. "Fuck, fuck...
-You can touch baby.
-I can?"
He stops all movements to your pussy, your frown but let him discover his needs. It was his first time, you needed to let him have a little fun. His free hand touch one of your breast, massaging it then weighten it in the palm of his hand. He smiles like an idiot, an idiot so cute you let him do what he wants with you. His other, wet, hand pinch lightly your sensitive bud.
Your free hand slap his arm to make him understand he did it too hard. He sends you an apologatic smile.
"They're like stress ball."
Amused by the weird comparison, your chuckle. Still impatient to come, you guide your hand higher on his cock to caress his tip and rub it. His face contorts in pleasure, browns frows and mouth ajar. His forehead fall on your shoulder while his fingers go back down near your entrance. His hips were thrusting into nothing but your hand. Obscene wet noises were resulted. You were hot, terrribly hot but so was he.
Ethan's small puff of breath sends chill in your body. His whimpers couldn't be replaced with anyone else. Your hand was all wet and sticky, as was his. Ethan decides to enter once again two of his digits in you. Your head falls back and you sigh happily at finally scratching that itch in you.
"Curl your fingers, E." you whisper.
He hums and do as told. Curling his fingers in you, he starts to thrust them in and out at a slow pace, adopting the same sensuality you used to jerk him off. You accelerate, your hand no longer lingering on the entire shaft. Sometimes, you'd stop completly to hear him whine. Your thumb caressing his cock's veins.
"Baby please..." he pleas.
Ethan starts kissing sloppily your shoulder, your neck. You, on the other hand, take his hand to guide the thrust of his fingers, angling them correctly for them to touch that spongy spot inside. His fingers were long and thin, that was a part of him you absolutly loved. You always had a thing for pretty hands and his were beautiful.
"What do you want, love? you ask tenderly.
-Tell me you love me..."
You nudge his hair with your nose and he looks up. Staring at his eyes, you see them wet with tears. You kiss him instantly. Playing with his tongue with yours, your hand moving faster and faster. You stop the kiss to tell him you love him and he bites his lips, eyes closing.
His breath is jerky, uneven. You press his palm against your clit, rubbing it while you push his fingers inside you again. You feel a knot tighten. You won't last long.
"Tell me you love me.
-I love you E, you're doing so good.
-Again..."
You said it as many times as he needed to feel better. His hips stuttters, his cock quivers. His words are slurred to each other, resulting in incomprehensible blabbering. You don't lose the rythm, keeping the same pace until he'd eventually come.
-Love you so..." he whines.
His body tense, his breath stops. You can only hear the wet sounds your hand is producing. He doesn't utter a sound until spurts of cum smear on your hand and belly. Feeling at ease, he moans a last time from relief and breath again.
You're not far behind. Ethan being pratically knocked out, you grind on his hand. You close your thighs around it, ensuring it stay inside. Your legs are shaking, wave of hot and cold invade you. You plunge his fingers inside but, to your surprise, Ethan regains control and start pounding into you to get you to your end.
He kisses your neck while you finally come on his fingers, sweaty and disvesheled. You swear one last time when he withdraws his fingers. You stay here for a while, just hugging , breathing and basking in each other's presence.
After some minutes, you decide to go shower together. You end up finally getting a good night of sleep, cuddled in his strong arms.
The next day, Ethan and you had a stupid satisfied smile on your face. Both happy to be here. You kissed and confessed your love to each other all morning until eventually he had to leave for work. Sadly, you had things to do, too. Ethan offered you to stay and sleep here for a few nights because he wanted to stay close to you.
You liked this idea. Of course you liked it, you love Ethan. And to convince you further, he told you his roomate wouldn't mind. So naturally you accepted. You were embarassed at the idea of bothering his roomate but you decided you would just sleep here, and the day, you'd let the apartment free. It was his too, after all. Not only Ethan's. There is no way you'd let someone feel excluded in their own house.
Grabbing your phone, you click on your friend's number. You call her, the ringing echoes three times and no one answer. Somehow begrudgingly, you resume yourself at simply sending a text. Just for you to instantly forgetting your sorrow as she answers. The discussion was quite simple, she was telling you she was at her grandma right now. She was bored and wanted to know how you were doing.
'I'm going back to my dear haunted apartment, probably gonna die. Wish me luck.' you texted. She put a little more time answering this one. It's possible it triggered something in her. After everything she endured. 'nobody will hurt you as long as i'm alive' she said. She simply changed subjects after that. Asking you about the cute guy you told her about in the letters. And so you explained everything. Every time you tried to offer to call her, she'd decline. You were still sad she didn't want to talk to you but you were telling yourself you needed to be patient.
On a happier note, you decided to leave the place to go to your own apartment.
To one point, you should have known better than be too happy about your improving situation. Of course, it was well too soon for you to consider everything better. But you were probably stupid because the fall hit you much harder than you could've prepared yourself for. Oh, the pain you felt when reality had finally caught you. You thought you were going to die when you came back home to simply grab some clothes. (Ethan told you to do so.)
Your door was ajar. But it wasn't your doing. No, of course it wasn't you. Your apartement terrified you, why would you come here more ofthen than needed ? You felt your body freeze but you quickly overcame the feeling. That's it. You needed it to end. This fucking stalker had ruined you. You and your life. You sent a text to Ethan, telling him that if you do not call him after twenty minutes, he needed to call the cops. He didn't answer. He was at work. It was well past eleven by now.
Your heart was beating so hard you thought it was going to collapse on the ground, and you with it. Slowly, aware of every sound around you, you push the door. Your livingroom was as messy as you had left it. At one difference, the wall. Every frame you had put up on the walls were thrown away. Most of them on the ground and broken, with shattered glasses everywhere.
Why would the creep empty the walls ? To write on it. Of course they would write on it. You laugh bitterly for yourself. You couldn't see their stupids fucking signs anymore, so they had to improve. To force you to read their creepy obsessive text. You hear the crushing of a broken piece of glass, as if someone had stepped on it. But it wasn't you.
You're on alert. Every one of your senses on crisis. Was your mind playing tricks on you ? It was possible in this hellish house who did nothing but give you nightmares recently. You don't realize how you stopped breathing. Only calming when three long minutes had gone without another sound to be heard.
Nothing is here. You're alone, you think. Everything is good. You'll just grab your stuff and leave. Regaining your breath, you bring your attention back on the wall. Words were written on it in deep crimson red. Is that blood ? No, it can't be. Probably paint to give a creepy look that'll catch your attention. You approach the wall to better understand the message.
'She's not here anymore'
The need to throw up almost won. A dark feeling in your guts was telling you 'she' was your friend. But you didn't know. She responded to you, after all. You talked to her. So she had to be okay. She had to. You put your hand on your belly to soothe that want to vomit. You take big breath before finally leaving the livingroom. You quickly make your way to your room where you meet your bare bed. Where are your sheets ? What the hell ? But you don't want to stay longer so you throw clothes in your bag in a hurry.
The front door slam shut. And you know it's the end.
You already feel the tears drowning your sight. Trying to stay silent, you hide in your closet almost empty with how many times you came here to grab clothes. Your hand clasp against your mouth to avoid doing any noise.
Slow footsteps can be heard in the empty apartment. With your shaky hands, you fail to unlock your phone. Your vision is blurry, you can't touch the correct keys. The worst is that you can't see where the creep is. If they stay silent, they can enter the room you're in without you even noticing. And this idea is horrifying. But on another side, you'd preferred them to kill you by surprise so you don't have to affront them.
Your cries intensify, in your despair, you drop your phone straight on the ground. The footsteps stops abrutly. Three distincts knocks are echoing on the corridor's wall. They are coming toward you. You're fucked. They're coming ! What do you do ? What did you do ? Why is this happening ?
Kneeling like you could in the closed space, you reach your hand to grab your phone. As soon as your finger grazes it, the phone vibrate and your ringtone start playing for the whole building to hear. No, no, no, no, no ! Ethan. Ethan is calling you. You pick up despite everything but as soon as you do so, the call is cut short. Fuck E, why would you do that !
The criminal's footsteps are louder, quicker, heavier. They're running. They're running here ! You hold the closet door shut with your both hands, praying for your life. You only have knives in your kitchen, but it's too late now. If you go out, they'll see you. You realized at that moment that whatever you were doing, you couldn't win. That you never even stood a chance against them.
Everything was illusion.
Nothing was improving, you knew it, in fact. You were lying to yourself, searching comfort in a man that don't even understand the dept of the problem. Of your problem. And your friend ? You don't want to talk about her. You don't want to open your eyes just yet. You just want to live in your nice little lies you made up for yourself. You're nice with them, in fact, you like them. Nobody wanted to help you anyway. They could have saved you, you and her, but nobody listened.
Now, it's too late.
The closet start to shake. Widening your eyes, you realize that the creep had start to punch it with their bare fist. You don't give a fuck about being heard anymore, you're bailing your eyes out. Begging for them to let you go, screaming, yelling, calling for help. Holding the door for dear life as if it was going to save you, because in your head it was. But the door didn't last long.
A hole is quickly created in the door. You thought you'd see someone's face, wether it be a man, a woman, whatever. But you saw a white plastic mask instead.
Ghostface.
Why was a damn Ghostface chasing after you? Was it all a sick joke from the start ? You swear you were seeing his eyes boring into yours through the mask. You swore you already saw them somewhere. Ghostface tilts their face to the side, as if mocking you. They were telling you that you were stuck, that it was the end. You hoped they'd kill you.
You couldn't live like this anymore.
In the hole of the closet, Ghostface pass his gloved hand. The latter lay on your shaky face, on your cheek to be exact. You feel the fabric against your skin and think of biting his fingers off. No, you'll angry him. If he's going to kill you, that it be in the least painful way.
"Ethan, right ? Does he treat you so well you forgot about me?" his changed voice said. A weird and creepy robotic voice, one you knew you'd never forget.
You were moving your head left to right. You didn't know why. Probably to tell you didn't want to die, probably to avoid looking into his eyes. He laughs, sounding like a rumbling.
"Ending things right now would be such a waste."
No ! You thought you were finally free ! Why would he chases you down for so long without acting on it !? His gloved hand retract and the door slowly open in an acute creaking. The man is finally revealed before you. He was wearing the whole outfit, the big black robe and the hood.
"It was fun. I give you a gift to reward you for these beautiful screams."
And the knife.
He had a knife in hand. And it was tinged red. Something in you told you it was her. Suddenly, the red writings on your wall had a different meaning.
"I hope you like it, I worked extra hard for it."
Out of nowhere, Ghostface takes your hand, force it open, and lay in it something before forcing it closed. He laughs deeply. One of his hand pat your head mockingly before moving up.
"See you later." he said, swinging his knife in a playful manner.
You were absolutely paralyzed. You didn't know what happened. You stayed up without moving for whoever say how long. When your legs finally stopped shaking, you decided to look what the killer had gave you. Slowly opening your hand, your knee buckle and you fall to the ground crying silently at the sight of a nip of your friend's hair.
You curled up on yourself before completly laying down on the ground, tightening the hairs in your hand close to your heart. She was not here anymore. You wanted to fucking die.
Ever since, Ethan was forgotten. He had tried to call you so many times you had blocked his number. You spent the rest of the day crying in your hotel's room. You resented him. So hard. He didn't answer, he was the one calling and giving your position to a fucking criminal, to a murderer! And he didn't answer. He didn't help, like everyone else.
One day later, neighbors complained about a smell coming from an apartment. You didn't cry when they found your friend's dead body. You didn't cry when cops came to interrogate you. The caretaker having told them about you. Your eyes contained so much hatred in them when looking at him the cops had to let him leave to get him away from you. You didn't cry telling the cops how many times you went to see them to ask for help, nor how many times did they reject you. You didn't cry when they told you she was dead for at least a week, and that her boyfriend was missing. You had no tears left in you. It had simply ended you.
All your lies, every single one of them, destroyed. But you needed them. Of course you weren't talking to her by text, you never did. And fuck, you don't even want to know who was answering instead of her. It was so obvious how she never wanted to call, how she was never leaving her house. But the eye you saw at the peephole. The fucking eye...
You don't want to think about it.
Ethan tried to talk to you. He went to your hotel and found you. You didn't bother to move this time as you were done with your life. He fell to his knee and started begging and crying for your forgivness. Did you even love him ? Or were you, are you, just lonely ? Unfortunately, you decided to forgot the anger you had against him when you realized he was the only thing you had. Your only support. The only one knowing you were a victim. You spent the days crying in his arms.
"Shhh, shhh, I'm here, love. It's okay." he reassured you, again.
It was a routine, now. You'd sleep the days away and when you'd wake up, you'd find yourself crying inconsolably. Everything was your fault, you kept repeating in your head. She's fucking dead because of you.
You wanted to end it all but Ethan wanted you alive at every cost. He was brushing your hair, feeding, washing and changing you. You were a lifeless doll. Sometimes, his roomate would come and talk to you. Most of the times, you don't even realize he's talking to you, too lost in your thought to proceed his presence.
"It's okay, everything's okay."
Ethan hugs you firmly. Kissing your hairline. His t-shirt was damped. Your eyes were burning. Every time you closed them, the picture of your friend would come and haunt you, a new nightmare coming. You weren't able to think about something else anymore. But it was your fault. You put her in danger, you got her killed. It was you Ghostface wanted, not her. You got her killed.
"I want to leave..." you whispered in a voice so hoarse, so weak, it didn't sound like yours. His hand goes on the back of your head to pull you towards him.
"No, no my love. It's okay. I'll protect you. You won't be alone anymore." his leg goes over yours and crushes them to prevents you from moving.
Alone.
Have you ever been alone in your life ? No, he was here all along. He was watching you all along. You never were truly alone. He had your adress, your friend's adress, your number and even Ethan's name. No, he's always here. Lurking.
"Just... Stay with me, I'll protect you. Please, don't leave me." he begs.
He looked calm, surprisingly calm being given the situation. But you needed it, in a way. If he doesn't freak out, you don't need to. (you coudn't, even if you wanted to) He probably know what to do. It was too late for you but he could do something. Maybe. His behaviour was slightly comforting. It was dangerous, mostly for him. He probably didn't even know what he was doing, he probably didn't know what he was getting himself into, in fact.
But once, just for once, you wanted to be helped. You wanted someone to listen to your pleas. He was going to die, it was a fact. And yeah, maybe you were selfish, you were condamning him after all.
"I feel like I'm using you. Like I manipulated you. you say, mostly for your own conscience than for his safety.
-Use me, love. I don't care. Manipulate me, whatever. I swore I'd help you. And if I have to risk my life doing it, I'll do it. I love you. You don't know the things I'd do for you.
-Now, you're the one manipulating me...
It was true. He was forcing you to think you had a chance in getting out of this situation when you knew there were none.
-Oh baby, you have no idea how manipulative I can be to obtain what I want.
-If you say so." you whisper, drifting to sleep once again, knowing you'd wake up hours later in the same position, in the same problem and knowing you killed your friend.
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baileys-writing-desk · 9 months
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Animal Crossing: The Group Chat
The squad uses their NookPhones to make a group chat. Characters in the tags :)
Rep. McAllister created “the GOAT squad”
Rep. McAllister added bailey rose to the chat
bailey rose: First
Rep. McAllister: SHIT
bailey rose: ✌️
Rep. McAllister: I will DISOWN YOU
bailey rose: is this supposed to be a group chat??
bailey rose: because there’s only 2 of us
Rep. McAllister: IM WORKING ON IT HOLD ON
Rep. McAllister: im gonna add guilliver
bailey rose: you spelled his name wrong
Rep. McAllister: GODDAMMIT
Rep. McAllister added Gulliver to the chat
bailey rose: Gully, hoi
Rep. McAllister: Answer your phone Gulliver
Rep. McAllister added Wilbur and Orville to the chat
bailey rose: YOU ADDED YOUR EX TO THIS CHAT????
Rep. McAllister: SHUT UP WE’RE STILL FRIENDS
bailey: you haven’t talked in 4 months
Rep. McAllister: SHUSH
Wilbur: What’s up electric hair dryers, it’s your local leg warmer!!
bailey rose: Wilbur what are you on
Wilbur: I don’t do drugs.
bailey rose: ….
Wilbur: Hold on. I’ll grab Gully for ya.
Rep. McAllister: 👍
bailey rose: :)
Gulliver: What’s up, Skipper?
bailey rose: HOYA GULLIVER
Rep. McAllister: HIIIII BESTIE
Gulliver: wait….why are we goats
Wilbur: You don’t know what GOAT stands for??
bailey rose: WHAT????
Gulliver: IM SORRY I DONT KNOW
bailey rose: Greatest of all time
Gulliver: Ahhhh……I’m gonna cry in the corner from embarrassment.
Wilbur: Gully don’t.
Gulliver: 😭😭😭😭 I cri
Rep. McAllister: Nooooo guys, we made Gulliver cry!
Gulliver: Don’t worry, behind this phone I am not actually crying.
Wilbur: Phew.
bailey rose: guys why do u type in complete sentences this isn’t an english essay
Wilbur: Because that’s what I want to do.
Rep. McAllister: It’s professional. I am a leader.
Gulliver: yuo cna speel wurds ayn wey yoou watn adn stlil red teh stenence
Rep. McAllister: Gulliver, how much sleep did you get last night?
Gulliver: …..
Gulliver: At least five hours.
Wilbur: It was less than that.
Gulliver: NO! DONT CALL ME OUT!
bailey rose: 👀
Rep. McAllister: You were playing that snake game on Orville’s computer again, weren’t you?
Orville: WHAT??
Gulliver: I WAS TRYING TO BEAT MY HIGH SCORE!!!!!!
bailey rose: hi orville
Orville: Gulliver, I told you to go to bed by eleven.
Gulliver: I am adult now. I make the rules.
Orville: GULLIVER NO
Gulliver: 😏
bailey rose: gulliver you’re like always passed out, how do you function with less than FIVE HOURS OF SLEEP????
Gulliver: Coffee.
Wilbur: I just KNOW Gully is yawning in his room right now.
Gulliver: 😠
Orville: WAIT THATS WHERE MY COFFEE WENT
Gulliver: …..
Gulliver: oh no
Orville: I want to be mad at you, but I can’t because you’re too nice. So, no coffee for the next two days.
Gulliver: WHAT??????
Orville: You need to sleep more. And don’t steal my coffee.
Gulliver: I’m so sorry Orville, I was really tired this morning during my shift and I needed my coffeeeeee!!
bailey rose: this is fun to watch
Rep. McAllister: Agreed.
Orville: Wait…Allie is in this chat?
bailey rose: Bro Allie created this chat. 😂
Orville: …..
Orville: So anyways, I am a dumbass!
Gulliver: Me too!!
Wilbur: Me three!!
Rep. McAllister: Should’ve named this chat the Dumbass Squad.
bailey rose: don’t do that
Rep McAllister: you’re on thin ice bailey
Gulliver: Should we add Ketchup to this chat?
Rep. McAllister: I’m on it laddie!
Rep. McAllister added KETCHUP THE POP STAR to the chat
Gulliver: Wait what if we made a group chat with like the entire town????
Wilbur: Gully, that would be too many people for one group chat.
Gulliver: 🥺
Wilbur: Don’t puppy dog eyes me, Gully. That is Too Many People.
Gulliver: Fine. 😠
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: WHATS UP FELLAS I JUST GOT BACK FROM DANCE PRACTICE!!!! I AM GONNA BE THE BIGGEST POP STAR IN COZY BEACH JUST WATCH ME!!!!!! WHEN I’M FAMOUS IWILL
bailey rose: hi ketchup
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: I WILL GIVE ALL OF YALL MY AUTOGRAPHARAMA AND DIP OUT FOR MY PRIVATE JET AND GO OUT ON STAGE WITH BRIGHT LIGHTSAND D PARTTTYYYYYY!!!!
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: How are y’all doing????
Gulliver: Just fine, skipper!
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: Gulliver is in this chat? Awesomesauce!
Gulliver: I am indeed.
Wilbur: Gully has something to tell you.
Gulliver: NO! NO! DONT TELL HER
Rep. McAllister: Gulliver stayed up too late playing games on the computer again.
Gulliver: I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU.
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: Again?
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: So this wasn’t the first time?
Gulliver: It happened one other time.
Wilbur: It was more than that.
Gulliver: How DARE you??
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: GULLIVER GO TO BED TONIGHT.
Rep. McAllister: Yeah Gulliver, do it.
bailey rose: if we can get gulliver to go to bed at a reasonable time, we will get him cookies tomorrow.
Gulliver: COOKIES??
Gulliver: Hell yeah.
bailey rose: and gully if you stay up on the computer tonight, i’m gonna add tom nook to this chat.
Rep. McAllister: IF YOU ADD TOM NOOK TO THIS CHAT I WILL BREAK YOUR ANKLES
Tom Nook: Hello, this is Mr. Nook speaking, yes yes!
Rep. McAllister: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Rep. McAllister: HOW DID HE GET HERE?? I DIDNT EVEN ADD HIM!!!!!!!!
bailey rose: I DONT KNOW!!!!!!
Gulliver: o-o
Tom Nook: Is there a matter in which you need my assistance? Construction, perhaps?
Rep. McAllister: Hello, Mr. Nook. I apologize for our craziness in this group chat. I don’t know how you found your way in here, but all is well.
Tom Nook: I see. Do you want to build a bridge? Or maybe a new incline?
Rep. McAllister: I don’t want to build anything right now.
Tom Nook: But McAllister, I have striking new deals! 50% off on all bridges for two days! Normally a zen bridge would be 228,000 Bells, but now it’s 200,000 Bells!
bailey rose: …
Rep. McAllister: That’s not 50% off.
Tom Nook: Now, listen up PUNK.
Gulliver: oh-
Tom Nook: You want that bridge or not?
Rep. McAllister: Mr. Nook, you never call anyone a punk.
Wilbur: Guys, Orville’s been awfully quiet…
bailey rose: so have you, wil.
Wilbur: Besides the point. Orville isn’t in this chat anymore.
Gulliver: WHAT???? He left?? NOOOO, TOM NOOK KICKED HIM OUT!!!!!!
Rep. McAllister: Wait a second……
bailey rose: ……
Rep McAllister: That’s Orville! He changed his name and profile picture! You sneaker!
Tom Nook: Yes yes, I assume you don’t want that bridge.
Tom Nook has left the chat
Wilbur: That was Orville 100%. Nice job, y’all fell HARD.
Rep. McAllister: Ok, Wil, you don’t have to EXPOSE all of us now!
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: GULLIVER
Gulliver: Yes?
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: IF YOU GO TO BED TONIGHT I WILL DO A DANCE FOR YOU
Gulliver: I thought we already established that I am going to bed tonight?
Rep. McAllister: And he’s getting cookies.
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: I WANT A COOKIEEEEEEEEEE
Gulliver: Those are for me. But I can save you one.
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: YEEESSS I EAT THEM ALL
Gulliver: I said 1. ONE.
KETCHUP THE POP STAR: I EAT *IT*
Gulliver: 👍
bailey rose: can i have one too
Gulliver: Okay. Everybody gets ONE EACH. and the rest are for me.
Wilbur: Got it, Gully!
Rep. McAllister: Woo hoo, I get a cookie!
bailey rose: what about orville
Rep. McAllister: We’ll save him one.
Rep. McAllister added Orville to the chat
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mariska · 1 year
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had a horrible sickness & chronic autoimmune disease symptom flareup combo hit me really hard last night at a time thats a few hours earlier than when my hyperactive brain is used to taking my nighttime meds and getting ready to try and sleep but one of my moms found me literally like rotting away in physical distress on my recliner in the living room and made me some rly good tomato soup and grilled cheese and encouraged me to take my sleepy meds early and go try to get some rest and i am very glad that she did cuz even though my brain/body was still definitely restless and i didnt sleep entirely through the night, i managed to get a decent amount of rest from like 9 pm to 7 am (i had apparently forgotten to set my alarm too so thank fuck my body just Woke Up then and not like. 2:30 pm like it usually does when i mess up with my alarm clock lmfao 😭) so!! that felt like a promising start to the day at least and i've been in desperate need of having a day that feels hopeful at all in any regard after waking up so i will take that little victory gladly 🥺✌️if im able to gather up the physical & mental energy for it i wanna try to do some dungeons & dragons related art/design for stuff having to do with my character Sludge i play as in the group im a part of since our next session gathering is a week from today and we all leveled up at the end of the last session. Sludge has been evolving in very fun and cool ways as a character too btw she is for sure a new All Time Fav oc of mine amongst the ranks of Lifelong Self-Insert OC Paige Bond™️ at this point bfshhhshssgsbf <3 i wrote down this whole backstory skeleton in my phone notes of general concepts and ideas about where she grew up and what her pre-dnd campaign life was like that resulted in me making a whole new note page of characters and concepts and plots for the actual location she's from which has been such a blast to imagine and slowly piece things together like a big ol puzzle so i would love to turn all of that into actual short stories with illustrations and stuff sometime soon too.....ANYWAYS!! to quote 90's jeff goldblum life uhhhh........finds a way
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heller-mads · 2 years
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Hiya bubs!!!
about to freak out in your ask box so fair warning!
LOTR CAST IS COMING TO A CITY NEAR ME!!!!! AND I GOT TICKETS!!!!!!
i’m -very- excited!!! Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin IN PERSON!
it’s not until august but i’m literally freaking out rn because i’m so excited lol
that’s all i really wanted to say. how are you doing?
peace ✌️
-🗡-
Hi !!
DUDE THAT IS SO COOL !!!!!!! I am genuinely so happy for you and maybe a little jealous... I hope it all goes really well and you have a blast !
Sorry it took me a while to get to this. everyone in my house is really sick right now, and unfortunately it is covid :/ so I would say I'm doing good, but only as good as one can get with covid in a house with 2 other people with covid lol. but I've got shows and plenty of class work to keep me occupied through quarantine, so that's good.
anyways, I hope your doing well ! and im super excited for you about getting to see the LOTR cast !! you definitely have to let me know how it goes, assuming I haven't disappeared from social media by then lol.
now im off to go try to sleep, but more likely just end up watching New Girl all night :') byee !
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miss--river · 3 years
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so I got my second covid shot super early this morning (yesterday since it’s like 2:30am now?) and like an hour later I started feeling the usual effects people talk about. my arm where I got the shot hurts like hell, i have headache, im tired af but since I already slept so much I can’t go back to sleep. im also fucking cold which is unusual because I live in Florida and im always sweating at this time of night plus im under my huge comforter. I just feel like garbage rn.
anyway, this is just a set up of me rambling because I wanted to ask people if they could kindly send me fluffy fic recs of these characters
Carlos Oliveira (RE3)
Leon Kennedy (from any RE he’s in)
Loki (marvel)
Wanda Maximoff (marvel)
Sif (marvel)
Connor (DBH)
Valkyrie (marvel)
pls no smut or anything to do with pregnancy or kids, fluffy stuff only. thank you guys so much ✌️😘❤️🥺
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hxlcyon · 3 years
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tagged by @delvalentine (absolutely affectionately) 🥺💕 thank you for the tag and the chance to ramble?? thank u vv much kdbchd ANYWAY ignore my far too long answers in the read below
Rules: Tag five followers you'd like to get to know better. i hope u know reading this made me snort cause ive been followed by over 60 porn bots in the past couple of weeks—i know who im gonna tag now /j
Nicknames: ammy, bazooka, su, sury, ray (i feel like i'm forgetting one but?? oh well)
Gender: nonbinary by all pronouns babbbyeee ✌️
Star Sign: capricorn!! ♑️
Sexuality: demi-pan
Hogwarts House: i hope u know this question took me the longest and i had to go through so many fuckin harry potter quizzes and all of them are either super fuckin like abcd or so v archetype specific that it made it unrelatable because why tf would having done a singular sport in the past put me in gryffindor or having a singular moral in hufflepuff—anyway probably slytherin or gryffindor ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Favorite Animals: HARD QUESTION..... HM... i really love beluga whales and emperor penguins!! BUT.. i've been thinking abt pandas sm like u wouldn't believe..! literally, i put on a panda zoo cam while i was stress writing for an assignment a couple of months ago and the absolute tranquility i felt.... effervescent 🐌
Average hours of sleep per night: my sleep schedule used to be really bad until a month ago when i started a strict routine. like... it used to be around 1 hour to 26 hours....... BUT!! now!! i get maybe about 6-8 hours of sleep each night (if i get less than 6 at this point ill just fall asleep standing jfc)!! my skin has never been better!! although, i really haven't had the chance to have dreams lately cause of that;;
Dogs or Cats: hurts... to admit it... after refusing to admit it for years.. but....... cats...... i'm so sorry fido, but i think i've just lost the energy to keep up with dogs haha
Number of Blankets: used to sleep with 5+ but it's too hot here so now i sleep with only 2 blankets—to be fair though?? one is a weighted heated blanket so it should count for a couple of extra blankets right?? anyway. my pillow count is over 20+ and i am constantly looking to expand my collection of soft, marshmallow plushes to sleep on
Dream Trip: wherever tf that one underwater hotel was where u can fall asleep looking at jellyfish with pretty blue lights and the inevitable fear of the glass walls of the hotel shattering under the pressure of the hotel's poor architecture
and also a hatsune miku concert tour
Dream Job: i simply do not dream of work. i feel like i answered this question b4 in a different tag meme but u know what?? i am consistent. i dream of no labor and a shitton of money. but also, i'd love to be a girlboss™ and yoshi-p by creating a product/game that people come to adore alongside a whole community to join my passion project
When I made this account: ?? after going through my tumblr anniversary/birthday emails, i think i made this account on Dec 15, 2014? not fully sure but i guess i never started posting until a year later on august 2015.
Why I made this account: honest to god i can't remember. who knows what i was doing at the ripe age of 11. i probably.. if i had to guess?? made it for my aesthetic/bookworm phase or my astrology phase? definitely something to do with wattpad or ifunny. probably. maybe.
taglist (feel free to do it only if u wanna!!): @leeleiloh @yearning-moon @amatxs @stinkiedinkiedoodles @pomkiri @spacecowkid
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domjaehyun · 3 years
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Hello babyyyy I really like you😚😚😚 I am not drinking👀👀 but I think about you haha jk👀😩😩 *biting lip emoji*
i’m gonna answer these all together because i want to save them!!!
hiiiiii baby i missed you :’)))) i like you toooooo you’re so fucking cute i can’t take it omg
Ima not lie for a sec you are so secksy😚😚 I’m in like with you😩😩
i’m BLUSHING YOU’RE SO CUTE WTF
I wanna french kiss you but friendly😚😚👅👅😋😋😛😛 -🔮
consider this....we french kiss but there’s nothing friendly about it :))))
Omg lmao did I not tag my last anon messages hahahakk -🔮 whoopsie
it’s okay baby i gotchu!!!
I think I need to pee but before I do I have to say.......... I think you cute idk if I should say this but I had dream of you😳😳😳😳😳 ahhhh I shouldn’t say but😳
omg you absolutely h a v e to tell me what the dream was about what did we do :O
Om fricken goodness I hope I was anon all this time anyways I wanna say that it would be a PRIVILEGE to kiss you girl and too have sexual intercourse with you girl😳😳😳😳 do NOT let anybody tell you different you a bad bitchhh oh wait u don’t like the word bitch I’m sorryyyyy you a bad HOE you so cute and loveable😩😩 it hard out here for a thug like me😩 who really like you a whole lotta omg I’m so sorry I’m exit real quick piece✌️😬 -🔮
sTOPPP YOU’RE SO FUCKING CUTE AND SWEET i was telling my friends i think you’re psychic bc. these came when i needed to see them most so thank you my love i adore you :’)
Ok one more thingy thing ok sorryyyy waittt ima eat mozzarella sticks Rn and I thought of you❤️❤️❤️❤️ I know you like that perhaps👀 oh man I wish I ate one with you👀👀 but like at the same time like lady and dog so we kiss hahahaha😳 jk👀 but not jk ok ima leave I gotta stop sending so many words I miss you🥺🥺🥺 -🔮
stop that makes me so soft i love you wtf :’( i would love to share one with you lady and the tramp style ;) i missed you too im sorry for being gone baby!!!
Ok I will be going to sleep now my love time to rest I wish I could cuddle you to sleep :( ahhh I’m so em bear ess ing luv, I would love to hold you and kissy you while I fall asleep🥺🥺 ok ilyy good night love😘 -🔮
stop i could really use cuddles right now :’( i think you’re the cutiest and i love you!!!!!!!!! good night baby sleep well!!!
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