hammy has a little raw spot on her neck and im so stressed abt it it makes my tummy hurt

vent/rant in the tags🤪

It's only tuesday, but god what a week

rating things owned by nancy elizabeth wheeler

because she’s got a lot of little things. mostly they are very cute and strange little things.

starting off strong we have the prettiest tissue box in the world. 9/10, i think if i were sick it would make me feel better to have such a nice tissue box.

i’m fairly certain this is her diary beside it because her diary looks pink in the upside down version of her bedroom. so this is probably it? 11/10, i want to read it so bad. and very sweet pic with mom—7.5/10.

next up these pinstripe pants !! 10/10 i love them so much. oh and the index finger ring is there obviously, 8/10, such a consistent piece of her character.

a ribbon for being the bestest girl ever in the world. 10/10. also the card of cardinals: 6/10, probably just a christmas card or something rather than a symbol of her love for birds. but i still like it.

mr rabbit gets 11/10 for the name alone. and why does he look dead. i love him. he’s me.

descent from xanadu: QUITE LITERALLY 0/10. at first i was SO excited to cheer her on for reading a sex and drugs book at school but as it turns out? bizarre and gross. seems to go heavy on nonconsensual stuff. i snagged a free pdf and command f’d for whore and bitch. lots of results obviously (one use of c*ck crazy bitch…lovely). it seems men in this book say a lot of sexist stuff that the women pretend to hate but love which i can’t imagine is great for a teenage girl to consume. also just not sexy at all.

literally so bad, and this is not the worst of it.

sooo bad. the author was what 70 (??) writing that his female character got clinically DIAGNOSED with being a slut for every guy she comes in contact with. i know options for sexy literature were probably limited at this time but…please go check out something else. i wanna bonk her on the head with this book (paperback) and hug her. you don’t need to read this to be cool and sexually aware. moving on.

on the other side of that, the blondie calendar gives us a sense of the GOOD media she’s consuming!! a 10/10 no questions asked. we don't really get to see many of her hobbies or interests outside of investigation so this is a much appreciated detail.

of course like all good things in life the blondie calendar does get replaced. its replacement is what i will call Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #1 seen in her room in s4. i give it a 4/10 because idk what’s going on really.

and here is a very crunchy screencap of Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #2 from s4 which i will give a 5/10. note the boyfriend typical photography above it, for sure a 10/10.

there is also Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #3 which gets an 8/10 because i like the composition and the piano player. where did she get this and why. interior decoration is her passion.

the sleeping bag and crochet pillow setup. 7/10. would take a cat nap here.

pluto!! 15/10, the best mickey mouse character i would say. i hope her cousin is taking good care of him.

bulletin board 10/10. i love how obvious it is that she has had this up for forever. probably a nice constant in her life.

and my favorite pic up there is this precious one. look at herrr. 5000/10.

her floral weekender bag. 6/10, i like it, but not as much as i like the speedwalk and the toss into the backseat. she was SO ready for her lab takedown road trip.

trapper keeper is a 9/10 because they probably put anything and everything on trapper keepers back in the day and yet still she chose this lovely understated hot air balloon. elegant.

tom cruise poster is 1000000/10 actually. she is so loyal to that man. actually though not a great pic of him all things considered so maybe i give it a 999999/10. (i love it so much because i know for a fact that jonathan byers works proactively to never acknowledge this poster, because he is more mature than that.) (he is not more mature than that, in fact he is a little pouty about mr cruise.)

KITTY FIGURINE. 10/10. i thought it was just in s4 but i found it on her other nightstand in s1. very very adorable. i imagine it is now one of the first things she sees in the morning (well that and her blue telephone: 8/10) which is bizarre and cute. the mixtape drawer gets a 10/10 for reasons that i don’t think i need to get into.

white fingerless gloves! 10/10. so chic for monster hunting.

black fingerless gloves from s4. hmmm 3/10, they're cool i guess but they don’t feel very nancy and the white ones are so much better. especially because you may get the splatter effect of monster blood on them in a battle scenario, which would be badass.

piggybank (with her name on the side). 2/10 unfortunately i don’t like him. he looks at me like i took out his whole pig village and i just need some quarters. also did she paint this herself? in that case, 3/10 for customization lol.

pastel underwear drawer: 10/10. her committment to the hollistic aesthetic and color palette of her room is impressive here. it was a good idea to use this drawer as a deterrence against her little brother and a money hiding place but clearly he has no manners and is a THIEF.

STRIPED SOCKS. 10/10. i realize it's hard to see because she's moving so fast (slow down he is not going anywhere) but they are indeed stripey even though i would have guessed solid white. and wow what good sleeping socks. stripes are just cozier. hope she got lots of sleep in those.

I love 'stuck in a time loop' fics where the characters slowly fall in love with each other. But right now I'm thinking of Steve rushing downstairs wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and his left sock while someone pounds on his front door in the middle of the night. When he opens it, there stands none other than Billy Hargrove, sweaty and exhausted.

And carrying an axe.

Steve tries to close the door but Billy's already jammed his boot up against it, holding it open. Billy's voice is a croak in the otherwise eerily silent night.

"The first pet you ever had was a cat named Sampson. You found him in the alley behind Melvald's and hid him in your room for six weeks before your mom found out and gave him away while you were at school. You were eight."

Steve is sure there's smoke billowing out of his ears from how hard the gears are turning in his brain. But try as he might, he has absolutely zero fucking clue what to do with this information. Somewhere in the house an antique clock strikes midnight.

Billy flinches, grip creaking around the axe propped up on his shoulder.

Steve chooses his next words very carefully.

"While I'm really glad you and Tommy are swapping childhood stories about me, it's getting late-"

"-And you have a shift in the morning. Yeah. I know. I also know that in the past one hundred and fifteen days you've never once even made it till morning. So I'm here to keep you from becoming monster chow and then maybe my fucking life can go back to normal"

Billy's shouting by the end. Steve's heart thunders in his chest.

you've never once even made it till morning

monster chow

The image of a demon falling out of the Byer's ceiling in a cloud of plaster and rot bubbles up with a growing panic. Billy's tapping his fingers anxiously around the handle of his axe, eyes darting to the side every now and again like he expects something to be there. Steve swallows down a hysterical laugh with the thought that the best case scenario right now is Hargrove took some type of hallucinogenic drug and drove to Steve's house in the middle of the night with a weapon.

The worst case scenario...

An owl hoots in the darkness and Steve feels like he might vomit with the surge of adrenaline. A stray breeze rustles the branches of the forest around them.

What if it's a prank?

God please let it be a prank

"All my friends knew about Sampson. Hell, the lunch lady knew about him."

Billy's jaw tics. "Look, I'm trying to keep us both alive so would you just shut up and let me in? The last place I wanna die is bumfuck Indiana."

He moves to shoulder past but Steve doesn't let him through. From this close Steve could count all the freckles on Billy's nose, air tense as a piano wire. Billy stares back, gaze wild.

Desperate

And one hundred days is a long time to get to know a person.

"I'll let you in. But-!" Steve's hand shoots up to press back against Billy's chest as he attempts to shove past him. His heart beats like a hummingbird under Steve's palm. "You have to make me believe you."

Billy breathes a harsh sigh through his nose, leveling a glare at Steve. The axe thankfully does not lodge itself into any part of Steve's person. For now.

"What do you want from me Steve?"

A coyote howls in the distance. Guttural and wrong. Chills erupt down Steve's spine.

"Tell me something I've never told anyone. Something only I would know."

An expression Steve can't parse flashes across Billy's face. Whatever it is it looks painful. Sad, but not for himself. There's more rustling out in the woods. This time without a breeze.

"You're adopted"

It's like a punch to the sternum.

Steve lets him in.

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WIBTA if I told my father to stop touching my cat because his hands smell?

🌋🌋🌋🌋🌋 -> so I can find it easier

Okay so I (f19) still live with my parents (m57 f51) and I decided to adopt a cat. After some talking they said they didn't mind a pet in the house (this was a change of heart btw, we never had a pet, they were always super strict about it) but I will be the one raising him. No problem there. Anyway, it's been a year now and they both have grown to love the little guy a lot and are actually taking care of him too.

Now here's the issue: my father doesn't wash his hands. It's enough to make me feel sick at the thought, but I avoid him and never touch him and barely interact with him. But sometimes he'll come over to where I'm sitting with the cat or where my cat is napping and he'll rub at the back of his head (the point the cat cant lick himself clean) and coo at him.

I noticed a few days ago, when I was inhaling his fur, as one does, and suddenly that part reeked. Then I noticed it more often, and it didn't take long to connect the dots. The worst part is that he usually finds the cat just as he's done with the bathroom. ITS DISGUSTING. My poor baby doesn't deserve to be touched with filthy hands. I'm always quick to clean him but the fact he's been touched makes me sick.

Two things you need to know about my father: 1) He is bad person. I won't get into details cause it will turn into an essay, but the more I know about him, the more distance I put between us. 2) The only correct thing he's done is provide for his children without complain or ever asking for anything back.

One thing you need to know about the family dynamic: My father's hygiene is a topic of discussion that comes up a lot in the recent years (by me to my mom), and her response always is that he's tired and he does so much for us, so are we really going to humiliate him over such trivial matters? (The matters are NOT trivial. He is genuinely disgusting).

One thing you should know about me: I have started arguments over his disgusting hygiene before and he instantly turns into a child going, "blah, blah, yeah, yeah, whatever, are you done?" which makes me become even more vile and mean and in the end he secretly tells my mom my behavior hurt him (and acts like a wounded dog) so that she will come and tell me that I broke my father's heart. Same formula each time.

So look. If I tell him he'll react the same way, and although I'm working on not feeling guilty over things like that, I'm not yet there. I know if I repeat the argument a couple times he'll get the memo and be so humiliated he'll stay away from the cat entirely. I also know that my mother will start a cold war with me if I do so. But I care about my cat a lot more, and I don't want dirty hands touching him.

So far I'm always taking the cat away before my father gets to touch him, distracting him with toys and TV mice. But I won't always be home to supervise.

So do you think it's an asshole move to essentially shame my father for the sake of my cat not coming in contact with germs?

Fyi the hygiene thing started in his 50s, he wasn't like that before

What are these acronyms?

One door closes, another one opens - Kinoshita Hisashi x reader

Kinoshita is described as the main pillar of Karasuno's cheering squad - so here comes my ode to this sweet bean!

You’re in the middle of scrubbing the bottom of your largest pot when the door clicks shut.

You turn immediately, just in time to catch Hisashi poking his face around the corner.

He’s still wearing his new uniform and ever since you’ve told him that he looks smoking hot in it he’s gotten a little shy when wearing it around the house. 

“Come on,” you tell him, voice barely above a whisper, “Don’t hide.”

“It’s your fault!” He whispers back. “You’re making me feel self-conscious.”

“I’ve seen you naked!” You remind him and his face erupts in pretty shades of pink and red as he groans.

Just two months ago the train company redesigned its uniforms. Hisashi has been suffering ever since.

-

You close the door as quietly as you can. But Hisashi still wakes, blinking up at you with bleary eyes.

“You need to rest,” you remind him as sternly as you can. He looks like he’s gotten hit by a bus and you doubt the cup of soup in your hands will do much help.

“I’m so sorry,” he whines, “I didn’t know the oysters weren’t fresh.”

“You couldn’t know,” you try to soothe him but he’s inconsolable. You take a seat next to him, pulling his head into your lap. His hair is soft beneath your fingertips.

“Worst honeymoon you’ve ever been on,” he groans miserably.

You can’t help but snort.

“Only honeymoon I’ve ever been on.”

“So far.”

Now you’re laughing, can’t help it. “Are you already divorcing me, ‘sashi? Over diarrhea?”

“I wanted this to be special.”

“And it will be. You just need to rest first.”

-

The door is wide open. You lean against the doorframe, exhaustion leaving you a little slumped.

“You’re disgusting,” Hisashi singsongs, face scrunched up at the smell, “Are you really related to me?”

“Well, I do remember our honeymoon-” You interject, only to watch him swivel around with a look of betrayal on his face. “Babe!” He moans, “Not in front of Atsuko!”

You giggle. Your daughter gurgles, possibly trying to recreate the sound. Or she’s preparing for the new diaper, who knows?

As soon as she’s clean, her chubby little feet thrashing around, he lifts her up and brings her over.

“Stinky,” Hisashi calls Atsuko affectionately, dropping a kiss on the crown of her head. “Like your mom.”

-

The door slams shut. You flinch. 

“Shit, I’m sorry.” Hisashi slips out of his coat, water dripping. “It’s madness out there.”

You rush to his side, hugging him despite the wetness now seeping into your own clothes.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” you whisper into his neck as you hug him tight, “You shouldn’t drive when the weather’s like this.”

“Couldn’t stay away either,” he argues softly, “Did Atsuko fall asleep?”

“Barely,” you start but break off when thunder roars outside. You shiver at the sound. When it subsides, your ears pick up a low whimper.

“Atsuko-” Hisashi nods, is at the doors in seconds. You follow him down the hallway.

“Hey Baby,” he slips into his daughter's room, “Daddy’s here.”

It’s not surprising that Atsuko falls asleep in his arms. There’s no safer place in this world.

Not for you, not for her.

-

A knock on the door alerts you.

You put your book away and shuffle over, peaking through the door viewer. Narita’s grinning back at you.

“Hey?” You open the door, surprised to see your husband missing, “Where’s Hisashi?”

“He fell asleep in the car. Can you help me get him up?”

“Sure,” you slip your shoes on, “How much did he drink?”

“Not that much. But I guess he’s been a bit more tired this past week?”

“He did pick up a few extra shifts,” you agree, not yet ready to reveal the reason for them, “How’s Kame and the dogs?”

“Kame’s great,” Narita grins, “And the dogs are rowdy as ever. We’re thinking about adopting a third one. Or a cat. But we haven’t decided yet.”

“Adopting a cat will make you Atsuko’s favorite Uncle,” you tease, stopping at Narita’s car. Hisashi is snoring on the passenger seat, head snuggled against the seatbelt. You open the door and lean close, nudge his nose with yours. “Baby, wake up.”

He groans but doesn’t open his eyes.

“Atsuko’s crying,” you tell him, “There’s a monster under her bed.”

His eyes flicker open. “Wha-?” He asks, voice rough with sleep.

“Come on,” you unlock the seatbelt and pull him into you, “Let’s go up and get to bed.”

“Hm,” he leans into you, too heavy to hold him on your own, but Narita’s already at your side.

“What about Atsuko?” Hisashi’s words are more slurred than spoken, but his worry is audible.

“You want to check in on her first?”

He nods and you roll your eyes affectionately as if you didn’t know him already.

-

“Why is mommy throwing up?” Atsuko asks, her voice muffled through the bathroom door.

“That’s what happens sometimes when you’re pregnant,” Hisashi explains, “Your little brother or sister is making her body all confused. Do you want to make tea? That helps.”

“Yeah,” she crows and you can hear the pitter-patter of her feat when the door opens.

“Babe?” Hisashi’s leaning in. From where you’re hugging the toilet you can see the cardigan he’s wearing and the disheveled state of his hair. “Do you want me to go and get medicine? Or come in and rub your back?”

“Can you tell me a story?” You ask, exhausted from the morning sickness. It wasn’t nearly that bad with Atsuko.

“Course, what story do you want to hear?”

“Something about Karasuno,” you close your eyes, hoping to ward off the next wave of nausea. “I like those stories.”

He clears his throat and for a moment there’s only silence filling the room. 

“In my second year, I got to play against Inarizaki in the nationals… I got sent in a few times, I mean, I was just a pinch server, but I was hoping… I was hoping to get a moment… of being heroic, you know?”

“Yeah.”

“And I didn’t. And I felt… like I was being left behind. Like I was the only one being less than average.”

Silence fills the air. It’s heavy, but not sad. Vulnerable, but not defeated. 

“I don’t think I was a great Pinch Sever. I wasn’t bad, but I think they could have done without me on court just as well. I liked being part of the cheering squad. To trust in my teammates, to make sure they knew I believed in them. I liked that a lot.”

“You’re my cheering squad.”

Hisashi laughs.

“You’re my cheering squad,” he argues. 

“Maybe we’re each other’s cheering squad,” you find a compromise. The pitter-patter returns.

“I made you tea, Mommy!” Atsuko exclaims and squeezes her small body through the gap in the door. You smile at her eagerness to help and to care. You know where she got that from.

She’s part of the cheering squad.

My Kofi if you want to tip me

lacy.

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synopsis: abby and angel through pictures

pairing: musician!abby x reader

warnings: none!

a/n: super simple no plot just cuties, will have smthn else soon!

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Lacy, oh, Lacy, skin like puff pastry Aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of Hell? Dear angel Lacy, eyes white as daisies Did I ever tell you that I'm not doin' well?

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Ooh, I care, I care, I care Like perfume that you wear, I linger all the time Watching, hidden in plain sight And ooh, I try, I try, I try But it takes over my life, I see you everywhere The sweetest torture one could bear

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absgirl this is fhe worst day of my life.

abigailsgf 🪟🏃‍♀️

Smart, sexy Lacy, I’m losin’ it lately I feel your compliments like bullets on skin Dazzling starlet, Bardot reincarnate Well, aren’t you the greatest thing to ever exist?

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jessesucks if u look closely, you can see me sobbing in angels hood

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Ooh, I care, I care, I care Like perfume that you wear, I linger all the time Watching, hidden in plain sight And ooh, I try, I try, I try But it takes over my life, I see you everywhere The sweetest torture one could bear

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user2089392 idk who i wanna be more

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mel.melon yall r so cute tho

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Lacy, oh, Lacy, it's like you're out to get me You poison every little thing that I do Lacy, oh, Lacy, I just loathe you lately And I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you Yeah, I despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you

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a_anderson the things u do to me. i love you so much my angel. thank you for these past years, i cant wait to spend the rest of mine along side you. my girl 🫶

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H A T for Ace? Hehe

Yandere Alphabet

pffffft 😂 hey, i should be the one making cheesy jokes here skadjk honestly, it might be my grand old age (not really) but he's such a soggy little man to me. you have been warned - he's very different to the ones posted so far.

tw.yandere, emotional manipulation, minors dni

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The whole fucking relationship. He depends on you, needs you. You’re his band-aid, his childhood plushie, his mom, his sibling, his partner, his best friend - Ace is the everything-issues man and all those deep-seated insecurities and all that trauma, all that hurt is coming out when he’s with you. He’ll never hurt you physically but it’s going to be a total mindfuck for you. This whole thing clearly isn't right; he is definitely out of line, you're in this situation against your will - but he's like a wet cat when he's with you and it's not an act. You'll feel like you're losing your mind - caught between being scared and forced to dry the tears of a man who has basically decided that you're his ersatz family. Maybe he'll snap one day? He doesn't seem to be the type but he already went so far - you never know with Ace.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

He’s extremely affectionate. He’s constantly touching you, playing with your hair, your clothes, your accessories. He wants you to touch him, too - just dote on him, please, show him that you’re there, that you care for him.  Cup his cheeks, cradle his head - he’ll practically melt into your touch. If you initiate it, he’ll be so happy.  (Don't overdo it, though. Or else he's gonna start crying and you don't want that. Absolutely ghoulish.)

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Oh god, anything but tears, please. He simply can’t take those - it breaks his heart to see you sad. At first, he’ll try anything and everything to cheer you up - but it’s not only for you. It’s for him, too. I think he’s very unstable as a yandere, in the sense that he flip-flops between being delusional and being horribly self-aware of the things he has done to you. He didn't want to be a monster, ever. Now look at him, forcing someone into playing pretend with him. Maybe all those people were right and he really is a demon child.  But he can’t let you go, either. You soothe that sting in his heart, your touch is all he thinks about after a long day. As much as it eats away at him, he's too selfish to stop this.

So don’t cry, please, don’t make him face the reality of what this is. Play nice, play soft, play your part convincingly so he can forget about it all. Make him think you're here with him because you want to be and maybe he can finally believe that he deserves to be loved.

If your tears and silence don't get better, though - he’ll simply clam up and ignore you. Not out of malice, never out of malice - but he really can’t take it. He just reaches a certain point where he can't help you without spiraling himself and has to get away from those big, sad eyes.

heyy 💝 just do you know, you're doing amazing with the time stamps ✨

can you write a stray kids reaction to meeting their s/o's protective little brother that pretends not to know stray kids? very specific, yep :D

they meet your protective sibling ♡

a/n. thank you sm :D also i mixed it up a bit, hope you don’t mind!! i wish my younger brother was like this smh 🙄

warnings. cursing lol!! and mention of cutting off various parts of body…

┆彡 BANG CHAN [ 방찬 ]

i feel like chan, being the social butterfly he is, would have no problem getting into you brother’s heart

but, your brother being the rascal he is, would hide it >:T

"this is chan, a singer as you know…" you introduced him, grinning

"no i don’t know" you brother said, causing you to frown. because you have been talking about stray kids ever since you started listening to them and…

"that’s okay. not everyone listens to k-pop. or knows us" chan shrugged it off with a grin. later on the name popped out in the convo and your b/n just giggled

"stray kids? what a dumb name" he sighed and you shot him a dangerous glare. and chan took a mental note that you being pissed off is not the… greatest thing to experience

throughout the convo your brother was just butting in to add some sarcastic comments about chan or stray kids… or you.

but you could see that chan impressed him!! but b/n was just busy being the "protective brother" to admit it

but don’t worry, chan noticed that too. but he thought it was cute that your younger brother cares so much about you

┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]

honestly the moment changbin saw your older brother with crossed arms and glaring death stare standing behind you he almost shat himself 😭😭

like "why is he staring at me like that??" "why y/n’s brother seems so buff??" "can i run away??"

"and who’s this little fella?" your brother smirked "now this is a stray kid"

you smacked his arm, grabbing changbin’s hand and dragged him away

he did not leave your side for the whole event

and your brother wouldn’t stop staring 😭😭

changbin tried to flex his muscles every chance he got just to make your brother stunned a bit.

and it worked, just a bit.

but until the future meetings, changbin started figuring out how to curry into your brother’s favor

┆彡 LEE KNOW [ 리노 ]

oh my god it would be an never ending staring contest

like you’d have to nudge lee know and your brother because the food was there

"you know, lino is a dancer. how cool is that?" you hummed, looking at b/n

"i don’t care" he mumbled in response

"and he has three cats" you added. your little brother shrugged, the food apparently being more interesting then your boyfriend

when your mom took lee know to show him the garden, you went there with your younger brother as well yet stayed behind

"why are you acting like this?" you sighed, looking at your boyfriend

"it’s just… i want you to myself. i don’t want him to take you away from me…" your little brother said and you couldn’t help but to hug him

in the meantime, your mom said the same thing to lee know explaining how much your younger brother loves you

so the rest of the day was a bit awkward but during the next meetings with your family, b/n started opening up more to lino

and your boyfriend wasn’t even mad. he found it rather cute <33

┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]

hyunjin was a bit puzzled because, well, your mom liked him mostly because of his looks (i’m sorry but that’s true) and your dad because jinnie is a huge gentleman

picking you up, giving flowers to you and your mom, always saying hello, etc etc

so once your dad asked him to pick up your brother from school, he didn’t have the heart to turn it down plus hey, he’ll finally meet him

the ride home was silent. dead silent.

once they arrived home and no one was there yet, b/n stared at hyunjin

poor boy.

so he tried to start a conversation but your brother was not giving up on making this evening the worst in hyunjin’s life

"y/n is awful, how can someone even date her?"

now, you see, it was a test.

LMAO you know that one tiktok trend when someone says something and whilst waiting for the answer the person who said it goes 🤨🤨🤨 bc that was trick a question. yeah.

"she’s not awful. i think you think of her like that because you’re siblings but to me she’s the most amazing and stunning person i’ve ever met. and i mean it not only physically. she actually told me a lot of great thing about you…"

hyunjin passed the test and your brother may take into consideration liking him 🙄

and it was the first and last time of him picking up your brother from school.

┆彡 HAN [ 한 ]

han met your parents before but he didn’t have a chance to meet your younger sister

so when the time came, he did a research (i mean, asked you) and bought a present for her

whether your sister likes pokémon cards, a video game that just came out or the newest album of her favourite band – he got it

after saying hello and giving it to her, she just looked up and down at him with suspicious frown on her face

for the whole dinner she was teasing him or ignoring his questions (which made you kick her under the table and han pretended he didn’t see the whole table shake from the impact…)

your mom said that there’s gonna be a dessert in a while and your sister sent han a death glare and disappeared in her room

han, on the other hand, dragged you somewhere far away from everyone (little did he know that your sister was standing nearby and heard everything)

"did i do something wrong? did i say something i shouldn’t have? why doesn’t she like me?" with :( look on his face. he was really anxious that he did something wrong </3

your sister felt bad, so during the dessert she explained that she just wanted to… yknow, throw a dangerous facade so he knows how she’ll act if he ever hurts you.

clang. another kick under the table aimed at her leg, causing the table to shake.

but han just grinned and repeatedly said that he will never ever hurt you

after all it turned out that they get along pretty well and you could see how relieved and happy han was :D

┆彡 FELIX [ 필릭스 ]

your sister tried to look dangerous and act protective

but the moment felix walked into the room… i mean come on, he’s literally a walking sunshine

trying to look defensive, she held a staring contest with him

one smile and she was defeated.

they started getting along, gossiping about you and everything 🙄🙄

but the moment your sister dragged him to her room to film a tiktok

"i doubt you’d even hurt a fly… but just try hurting my sister, mister" s/n said, threatening him with her finger and - she thought - dangerous glare (`ヘ´)ﾉ !!!

"don’t worry. i’d chop my own leg off if i ever hurt her, even on accident" felix announced with a grin and then they proceeded to film the tiktoks like nothing happened

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

your brother looked up and down at seungmin, shaking his head

i’m sorry but the most of the dinner was silent.

you tried to loosen up the atmosphere and tell some jokes or funny stories about skz but…

"what’s stray kids?" your brother asked, waiting for seungmin’s reaction

and your boyfriend just snorted.

now, your brother took it as a good sign

and seungmin explained everything, breaking the ice step by step

and actually your broether was quite interested in that!! started asking questions about the mv filming process and everything

but seungmin couldn’t help but still feel a bit… threatened

and well, he was right about the feeling because before you left and you quickly went to the bathroom, your brother took him the the side 0_o

"listen, you’re a nice guy. but break her heart and i’ll break your nose. understood?" your brother looked your boyfriend dead in the eye but seungmin just smiled

because your dangerous-looking brother just said he’s a nice guy!! :D

┆彡 I.N [ 아이엔 ]

i.n would be very awkward at first (due to your brother not answering him 😭😭)

"hello!" … "i’m jeongin, y/n’s boyfriend" … "nice to meet you!" …

you nudged your brother to say something and he just murmured his name in response

while you went to help your mom in the kitchen, i.n started looking around the living room out of curiosity

and your brother watched him carefully

"what’s your business with my sister?" b/n asked suddenly

"nothing. i mean, not nothing. i’m dating her. and i really love her. i’m hoping for marrying y/n one day but we’re too young right now… woah, you have mario kart?!"

yup.

while your brother was still recovering from the marriage part, i.n focused on b/n’s game collection

"we can play if you want but don’t think that i’ll go easy on you because you’re famous or something" your brother said, rolling his eyes

and i.n didn’t even care that b/n didn’t know (or acted like) stray kids – he just wanted to have a good relationship with him

and well,,, play mario kart >.<

[ masterlist <3 ]

taglist: @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @lhsng ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny

Is Wednesday’s fur as soft and dense as it looks? Little guy looks like he’s got a chinchilla texture in your pictures!

YES, it's so plush! and the texture is strange - his black is SUPER intense black, and his white is SUPER intense white, and I have 100% certainty that it's connected to the velvety physical structure

cat coats are so fascinating to me. like Pangur’s fur is so softy and silky, but also slightly ivory-tinged compared to Wednesday’s laser-white

and Grim is plush too, but feels more like a wild animal pelt. like smooth on the surface, and a coat you can disappear your fingers into

Selkie, my sisters cat, feels almost cottony, and slightly crimped. I find it unpleasant, from a sensory standpoint, in the same way rex rabbits make me cringe (too soft!!! don’t like when things are so soft!!)

and then Curie, my mom’s cat, has the WORST fur texture I’ve ever felt on a cat. it’s like dry straw, so rough and chaffing!

The Deployment Diaries Part 9 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley would never want to be with someone else during a deployment, and he would expect the same from you.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, adult banter, smut, non-consensual kissing and touching

Length: 4300 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

This was written to accompany my series Is It Working For You? along with a bunch of my one-shots! Check my masterlist for the reading order!

You met Chelsea the next day when she dropped lunch off for Josh. She was cute and bubbly and seemed nice, but she was eyeing you warily, even after you'd talked to her for a bit. Maybe she thought Josh was working too many hours, because you were demanding it. But when you mentioned to her that staying late was by no means mandatory, she looked even more uneasy.  "She's like that," Josh said later that afternoon. "Always worrying about things." "Well, she is your wife. I mean, I might be concerned with how much you're working if I were her."

Josh eyed you up and down, and it made you feel slightly uncomfortable. "Yeah, that's not what she's worried about. But anyway, we're supposed to go wine tasting this weekend. You should come with us. Sonya and Reggie too." Nothing wrong with a group hang. And Bradley wasn't a huge fan of wine, so this might be something fun you'd never get to do otherwise.  "Sure, send me the details." "You staying late today?" he asked you. "Yeah, so is Sonya." Josh's brow pinched into a frown at this information, but he just nodded his head. And when you mentioned the wine tasting to Sonya, she was really excited about it. Josh looked less enthusiastic than he had earlier, even though he was the one who originally mentioned it. He was acting weird now, and you just did not enjoy dealing with moody men. At least Bradley was usually even tempered. It generally took a lot to get him stirred up.  -------------------------------------------- A few days later, back on the carrier, Bradley was still thinking about how you had touched yourself and let him watch. He was endlessly horny now, and he just wanted to be home in the worst way. He missed your little routines together. He missed playing with your necklace charms while you snuggled on his chest. He missed telling you about his day and getting your feedback. You made him feel like his ideas and opinions were important. And he missed the way you got nostalgic for stories about his parents, even though you'd never met them.  "I'm thinking about going to get my mom's ring as soon as we get back," he told Nat over lunch one day in the cafeteria.  "Really?" Nat asked, and her smile looked just like the Cheshire Cat. "I recall you once telling me you tossed that thing in a dusty box. You said you were mad that your mom insisted you keep it for your future wife instead of letting you bury her with it. You told me you were never going to need it, Rooster. And now you're thinking about proposing?"  He smiled and shook his head at just how accurate Phoenix's memory was. "Yeah. I've been thinking about it for too long already. I need her, in every fucking way. I really want to make it official."  "You think she's ready? You've been dating for, what, seven months?" Bradley nodded his head. This was way longer than he'd ever dated anyone else. "Natasha, you know for a fact I was in love with her about an hour after I met her. That was in August. Now it's May. My heart can't take much more waiting."  Then his best friend smiled at him and nodded her head. "She'll say yes. She's a mess over you too, Rooster." ---------------------------------------------- You shot Bradley a quick email detailing your plans to go wine tasting this afternoon. It was Saturday for you, but probably already early Sunday morning for him. He was flying another mission tomorrow, and you were hoping he'd be able to call you or Facetime after that.  So when you were about to take Tramp outside before you left, you were surprised to see Bradley had written back to you already. baby girl, have fun, but please be careful. i don't love you going out with people i don't know with alcohol involved. i love you You rolled your eyes. In the last email he sent you, he asked you if you thought Josh had ulterior motives when he worked late. You reminded him that Josh was married, and that Sonya and Reggie had occasionally started to stay late as well.  In the email before that, he asked you if you'd told Josh about him. You reminded him that yes, you had told all three of your new coworkers about your deployed boyfriend.  Bradley was being ridiculous. And today you were going to win over Chelsea so you'd have a new friend.  ------------------------------------------------- "I can't tell the difference between the wines unless one is red and one is white," Reggie said, alternating between taking sips from each glass. The woman serving the wine samples looked appalled, but you and the others couldn't stop laughing.  "Do you just mix red and white together to make a blush wine?" Sonya asked. "Absolutely not," the wine specialist replied. "Okay, okay, this was a little too fancy for me," you said when she was out of earshot. "Anyone want to hit up the Hard Deck later? First round is on me." Everyone seemed kind of interested, even Chelsea, who had actually been a bit more talkative with you today.  "Well, I'll be there around eight if any of you decide to join me!" you said before you started to leave.  Josh nodded at you, and you could swear you felt him watching you as you walked away.  When you got home, you played with Tramp and did some meal prepping for awhile. You were kind of in the mood to wear a dress out tonight, but what was the point if Bradley wasn't there. It was so much fun to tease him. So you stuck with your jeans and your boat shoes.  As soon as you arrived at the bar, the boys cheered. "Haven't seen you in a week!" Hangman drawled, handing you a set of darts.  "I've been super busy with work," you told him. "Can I at least get a beer first before you kick my ass?" "Hey, Payback," Hangman called over to the other aviator who was at the bar. "Get one for Angel here." You rolled your eyes and threw a dart, and by the end of the matchup, you'd lost miserably, but at least you had a beer in your hand.  "So, how's Rooster?" Bob asked you, and you immediately thought of his face when you'd touched yourself over Facetime.  "He's doing great!" you said with a laugh. "So is Phoenix. They were in Osaka last week." "How soon until they're back?" Fanboy asked. "Only three more weeks!" you cheered, and then you noticed Josh was at the bar. "Hey, I'm going to go sit with my new coworker for a bit. I'll be back." ---------------------------------- Bradley wanted to ball his phone up in his fist and destroy it. He just finished reading an email from Jake, and his heart was racing. Rooster,You know anything about this Josh guy hanging out with your girl? He's looking awfully cozy with her at the bar at the moment, buying her drinks and shit. Just wanted to make you aware if you weren't already.Hangman But Bradley knew if he destroyed his phone, he would have no way of emailing Jake back. "Less than three weeks," he muttered, shaking his head and pounding out a message back to Jake. Bradley trusted you, he really did. But this guy set his teeth on edge, and he'd barely seen him for more than a second over Facetime. But he just knew. Bradley knew he was interested in you. And you weren't listening to him. Bradley was sure you just thought he was acting like a jealous dick. But he knew how you were. You were perfect and so beautiful. You were fun, and maybe a little too flirty. You made people feel at ease. You were so sweet and outgoing, and everyone automatically liked you. Bradley had fallen for you so fast, and he knew he wouldn't be the only one who found you so charming.  So Bradley started hitting the gym even harder, and he focused all of his concentration on missions and mission prep, trying to keep his mind occupied. He and Nat would be flying a pretty dangerous course in a few days, so he made sure he was getting enough sleep. But you were always right there at the front of his mind. -------------------------------------------- You only had two weeks left until Bradley came home, and you were positively aching for him. You bought yourself a new vibrator, but it was kind of loud and made Tramp bark when you used it. "So much for that," you mumbled, cleaning it and putting it away.  You'd purposely packed your weekend full of activities. Pedicures with Maria, yoga, Costco with Cam, walking on the beach with Tramp. But it was still so hard. You were starting to get an idea of which of the engineers would be the best option to keep in San Diego long term, and you knew the other two would be so disappointed.  Now almost every time you went to the Hard Deck, Josh met you there. Sometimes Chelsea came, and other times not. You found yourself having to divide your time between Josh, the aviators, and Cam and Maria. It felt good to have so many friend options, and you realized it was helping to take your mind off of your absent boyfriend.  And now you were at the Hard Deck again, playing pool with Fanboy, Bob, and Coyote. The guys were always so accommodating, given that you were terrible. They took turns having you as a partner so they all lost equally. Tonight it was poor Coyote's turn.  "Hey, Angel?" Hangman asked you. "That guy Josh? He's been staring at your ass the entire time you've been playing. What's the deal here?" "Nothing," you told him, rolling your eyes as you actually managed to sink a ball. "He's married, and I have Rooster." Hangman grunted as he sipped his beer. "I don't think he ought to be looking at you and buying you drinks if he's married. And I don't think you'd be doing this if Rooster was here." You felt your cheeks flush as you turned to face him. "If Bradley were here? Yeah, things would be different. I wouldn't be lonely, and frustrated and sad! But you know what Jake? He's not here. And I don't want to spend eight weeks bored and alone! And Josh isn't constantly buying me beers, we alternate paying the tab." "You don't have to get defensive with me, Angel. It's just that I can appreciate this from Rooster's perspective, is all." "Yeah, that guy's into you," Fanboy added seriously. Coyote agreed. "He definitely is." "He's. Married." You enunciated the words clearly for the boys. "Nothing's going on." "Fine," Hangman said, ending the conversation. -------------------------------------- Bradley's heart sank when he saw that Hangman had replied to his last email a week later. He'd begged Jake to make sure you were okay, make sure that guy kept his hands to himself.  Rooster,I tried talking to her, but she got defensive. She said nothing's going on, and I believe her. But if you saw how he's looking at her, you'd go through the roof, man. I'm doing my best to be charming so she'll want to play darts with me. Hangman It was a sad day when Bradley trusted Hangman around you as much as he would trust being there himself. But Jake was harmless enough now, and he knew Bradley wanted to be with you forever.  Thankfully he was scheduled to call you in just a few hours when it was Sunday night your time. Hopefully you'd set his mind at ease. "Bradley!" you said brightly when he answered. It was noisy, and he immediately knew you were at the Hard Deck.  "Baby Girl, I miss you," he said, and he already felt better after hearing your voice. "I'm putting you on speaker. Say hi, guys!" Bradley chuckled as he was greeted by Payback, Fanboy, Coyote, Bob and Hangman. "I'm going to take this outside so I can hear you better," you told Bradley. But before you could do that he asked, "Actually, you mind if I speak to Jake for a second?" "Uh, sure, Roo," you replied, sounding bewildered. Honestly Bradley didn't want time with Jake eating into his time with you, but he was itching for more information. "Hey, it's off speaker," he heard Jake drawl. "Is he there now?" Bradley asked immediately. "Yup. And it's more of the same." Fuck. Bradley rubbed his eyes. "I realize I sound like a jealous prick right now. But can you put my mind at ease at all, man?" "Mmmm, not really," Jake replied, and he must have been walking away from you. "Your girl doesn't seem to understand how different this guy treats her when he's here with his wife versus when he's here alone. She's too sweet to everyone, man." "Has Mav been around?" Bradley asked. "Nah, he and Penny went on a sailing trip." "Shit. Thanks, Jake. You can put her back on." Bradley listened to you fill him in on your work, and he was beyond delighted when you told him you were leaning toward asking to keep Sonya on. "She's just really proficient in all of the areas where I'm weaker. She has been able to solve so many issues I've run into. Did I mention she's from Maryland?" "No, you didn't. But that's awesome, Baby Girl. And how's Tramp?" He heard you giggle and his smile widened. "He's such a little rascal! He got off his leash in the front yard yesterday and started eating a cactus! He freaked out, of course, and I had to pull one of those little spikes out of his nose. But he's fine. We just miss you." "I miss you so much. Two more weeks until you're picking me up," Bradley said, his mind drifting to all of the reunion sex you'd be having. He'd been trying to come up with a way to get to Virginia before he got home, but it just didn't seem feasible.  "I'll bring the Bronco when I pick you up. She misses you too. Not as much as me though." "Oh, the things I plan to do to you, Sweetheart. They are indecent." "Tell me more, Rooster..." "Fuck! My time's up!" He heard you sigh. "I love you, Bradley. See you in two weeks." ------------------------------------------- When you hung up your call, you turned back toward the door of the Hard Deck, and you saw Josh coming outside. "Hey, just wanted to see where you'd gone." You wiped away the tear you'd managed to contain until you were off the phone. "Oh, I was just talking to Bradley."  Josh looked at your cheek. "Did he make you cry?" You laughed. "Yeah, only because I miss him so much."  "You miss him? Or you miss being with someone?" Josh asked you seriously.  You laughed involuntarily. "I miss him." Josh smirked at you. "He never tried to get you to have....an agreement? For while he's away?" Your brow scrunched up. "You mean sleeping with other people?" "Yeah," he said with a grin.  You laughed again. "No way. Never. He would never go for that! He'd have a fit if I even tried to bring it up!" You started to head back inside, and then you remembered all of the things Bradley had told you in the emails he'd sent. "Hey, why doesn't Chelsea come with you more often when you go out?" Josh just shrugged. "She prefers a quiet night at home." "And you don't prefer a quiet night at home with her?" you asked, stepping back inside the noisy bar. You certainly preferred a quiet night at home with Bradley more often than not. "Sometimes I do," he replied, and when you turned back toward him, he'd definitely been looking at your butt. He just shrugged again, but you excused yourself to the pool table.  ------------------------------------------------ Your work project was going great. Bradley would be home in less than a week. And tonight was Maria's birthday. You were getting a little bit dressed up for a night at the Hard Deck, but your friend only turned thirty once. You got her an expensive bottle of champagne as a gift, and you couldn't wait to buy her some tequila shots.  "Bye, Tramp. Be good!" The Hard Deck was pretty crowded for a Tuesday night, but you made a beeline directly for Maria and Cam, throwing your arms around both of them.  "Happy birthday, babe!" you told her, and smiled as she kissed your cheek. "Thanks! Gonna get stupid drunk tonight!" You laughed. "We have work tomorrow!" "No, I called out already!" she told you, and you toyed with the idea of calling out sick tomorrow as well.  You ordered so many shots for your friends, Jimmy could barely keep up.  You danced with Maria, chugged a beer with Cam and tried your best to play a round of pool. You even saw Josh who was laughing at you a bit about how much you'd had to drink. The night was fun, but it would have been perfect if Bradley were there too. It was so late and way too hot inside when you ducked out to the deck for some fresh air. You leaned back against the deck railing, trying to cool down, but it was a warm, late-May night. You felt dizzy and fuzzy from Maria's birthday drinks. You closed your eyes and thought about Bradley and his body, and all the things he would be doing to you on Saturday night. You almost let out a moan when you started thinking about his thick neck and his big hands.  Thankfully you didn't, though, because just then Josh joined you out on the deck. "It's so hot inside. I just needed to cool down," you told him with a smile. "Plus, I think I've had way too much tequila, and I'm going to need to call a Lyft later." You toyed with your necklace charms, thoughts of your boyfriend still swirling through your mind.  Then you froze as he stepped into your personal space. You couldn't figure out what to do fast enough, but you stood up to your full height, deciding you'd better get back inside to the aviators and Maria. But Josh reached for your hips before you could move. His hands were big and warm like Bradley's, and if you closed your eyes, you were sure it would feel so good to be touched after so many weeks. But he was wrong. He was all wrong, because he wasn't Bradley. "What are you doing?" you asked, grabbing at his hands, but it was too late. His lips were crushing against yours in a wet, sloppy kiss. Josh's lips felt wrong too. His tongue was invasive, and you felt tears stinging in your eyes as you realized that you were kissing someone who wasn't your boyfriend. He had you pinned against the railing, and your brain was filled with Bradley and how upset he was going to be. But you couldn't figure out how to make your body move.  "I've been dying to do that for weeks. Haven't you? Couldn't wait to get you alone," Josh whispered when he broke away, and when you opened your mouth to tell him to stop, he swiped his tongue inside again.  "No!" you managed to say, but you could already feel his hands sliding down your dress and starting to lift it up. "Stop it!" You pushed firmly on his chest, but he barely moved. He was almost as big as Bradley was.  Fuck! Bradley! Oh my God, he was going to kill you. He was going to be so upset. In your moment of hesitation, Josh ran his lips along your neck and pushed his body against yours while he worked your dress up higher. You quickly raised your knee up to his crotch in a sharp motion, and tried to dodge around him as he yelped in pain.  But he grabbed you by the arm and said, "You've been leading me on the whole time I've been here!" You stared at him, flabbergasted. "What? No, I haven't!" "Yeah, you have! You tried to keep your boyfriend a secret for as long as you could. And tonight you wore that tiny dress!" "It's my friend's birthday party, and I didn't even know you'd be here! Please let go of my arm," you said, voice trembling. "I want to go back inside."  And then you felt someone take you by your free hand. You looked up and saw that it was Jake. When Josh released your arm, you scrambled to Jake's side and held onto him.  "Come on man, she told you no. I heard her," Jake said in a very calm voice. Josh looked abashed, but still managed to say, "She's been telling me yes with her eyes for weeks. She works late with me all the time, man. Don't you, Y/N?"" You felt Jake wrap his arm around you. "She told you no with her words right now. And maybe you don't understand what it means yet, but this is Rooster's girl. It doesn't matter how sweet she is to you, or how funny or pretty you think she is, you keep your hands off. Now get the fuck out of here." You buried your face against Jake's chest rather than watch Josh stalk back to his car.  "You okay, Angel?" Jake asked you, tipping your head up so you were looking at him. "No," you croaked. "Bradley's gonna kill me." And then the tears started flowing, and you felt like you were going to throw up.  Jake sighed. "I'm going to take you home, okay?" Then you cried harder. Why did you drink so much tonight? You just wanted to have fun for Maria's birthday, but now you could barely think straight. "I don't want to go home alone." "Then let's go get your friend Maria, okay?" "No! It's her birthday! I don't want to ruin her birthday!" Jake sighed again and said, "Let's go inside and get Bob then." "I don't want to go inside. Bradley is going to be so mad at me, Jake. I don't want to go back in there." You knew you were rambling, but to your relief, Jake flagged down someone who was on their way out, and sent them back inside to get Bob. Next thing you knew, Bob was walking out onto the deck, concern written on his face. "What's wrong?" he asked, and you had to listen to Jake recount what had happened to you. Except Jake wasn't blaming you for it. You wanted to open your mouth and tell them that it was all your fault, but your stomach was churning so much, you couldn't talk. "She's had a bit to drink, and that fucker was touching her and kissing her while she was telling him to stop. I need to take her home. And I need you to come with me." "Of course," Bob said gently, and both men guided you toward Jake's car and got you buckled in the passenger seat.  "You okay?" Bob asked as he was about to climb into the back seat.  You were crying so much, you could barely see. "I don't know. I have a pain in my stomach, and it's so hard to breathe." You could feel yourself gasping for air. "Go nice and slow, like this," Bob said, taking several deep breaths so you could imitate him.  You managed to keep your stomach calm until Jake pulled up in front of your house, but you immediately threw up when you stepped out of the car. Jake took you gently by one arm and Bob by the other. When you got to the porch, Bob fished around in your clutch to find your house key and then unlocked the door. Tramp came bounding outside, but Bob caught him.  "Bradley is going to be so mad at me," you were saying, over and over. It was all you could think about.  "Calm down, Angel," Jake said as he guided you toward the couch and got you a glass of water. Bob took Tramp out for a little walk to wear him out, and you drank the water with shaky hands.  "He'll never trust me again, Jake."  Jake just sighed and pulled out his phone and started typing. "He's better than all that, Angel." You just looked up at him miserably.  -------------------------------------------- Bradley turned his phone on when he got back to his bunk after the gym on Wednesday night. He collapsed into his bed and let his mind drift to you. He was almost done with this deployment, and he couldn't wait to get back home to you and Tramp. He was going to spend the weekend glued to your side after you picked him up. And he couldn't wait to go for a walk on the beach with you and Tramp and toss a tennis ball for him.  Just then, his phone buzzed. It must have connected to the horrible wi-fi onboard. He opened an email from Jake, and all of the fuzzy thoughts in his mind turned to stone. Rooster,Something happened with your girl tonight. She's fine, I promise. But Bob and I are going to stay over at your house with her anyway. Just do me a favor, and hear her out before you do anything else.Hangman "What the fuck?" Bradley muttered, and he was immediately on his feet and heading for Phoenix's bunk. 

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ANGST. A BIG thank you to Alex for helping me with this part! @bradshawsbitch​ thanks so much!

Part 10 is here

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haikyuu men as my icks bc i hate these men sm 👎

inspired by missmeinyourbones !! / not an x reader.

talks in a baby voice bc his mom didnt give him enough attention (me fr) and u feel bad but its literally so bad that u cant help but audibly groan everytime he refers to himself in third person bc "baby wants cuddies 😣"

bokuto... oikawa (on his worst days). lev (ugh i hate lev 👎) kuroo (bokuto rubbed off on him 🙁) asahi.

acts like a mean middle school boy, absolutely ABUSES the laughing cat emoji "thats tuff buddy 😹💀" like STOP IT. he'll jump to touch the door frame or even worse do that stupid fucking thing where he clings onto the door frame and leans his torso forward but his feet stay? why r u built like a bracket ) ???? refuses to wear anything but shorts and a tshirt even if its snowing. he will literally be shivering and is still like "its fine im not weak 😒" and pls do not get me started on the mouth breathing.......

tanaka. atsumu (but he grew out of it eventually!) i am trying to have hope. hinata.

the most pretentious man u will ever meet. he thinks his poetry is groundbreaking but theyre all haikus and all of them can be summed up by "i was the poem..... but she couldnt read 😣💔🥀" like who r u even talking ab ur single ass has one ex from third grade ❌ tries so hard to be witty but is just corny man like wdym u can quote "sniff out a fake nirvana fan anywhere" ????? he will hype up this "underground" song that the "tiktok mob" hasn't "gotten" yet and its why'd you only call me when you're high by arctic monkeys ?

both miya twins..... oikawa. tsukishima (he is of course a fucking prick). semi i rly dont want to believe this but deep down i KNOW. kyotani. kenma.

has the WORSTT fashion sense like he has zero sense of style. im talking fitted sweats or the sweats that are baggy in the crotch area but super skinny and fitted on the legs. he wears full on tech fleece or those ugly fake bape hoodies and calls it y2k like babe....... and what makes it worse is that he's a fashion SNOB. he is insufferable like he thinks he is so cool and has no idea he looks SO BAD 😭

TERUSHIMA (have u even seen him oh my GOD). atsumu (but he actually did grow out of it bc u would not let him live it down). nishinoya. kindaichi... i am so sorry for this but kuroo 🙁

he cannot clean himself for shit 😭😭 like he showers but he just straight up does not wash his ass "but the water runs down it so ???" like it is surprising he even knows what a loofa is. uses one of those dumb ass "8 in 1" IK ur not using ur "shampoo" to wash ur body ❌❌ and his fingernails r always dirty u have no idea how bc whenever u ask he just says "i dont know how they get like thaaat im sooo clean!! 🥺" u already know there's one lie in that sentence its a good bet its ALL a lie.

daichi (it was such a shock tbh but he absolutely ABUSES 3 in 1). atsumu maybe he is a walking ick. terushima (are we surprised?) kenma (he's a gamer duhh). mattsun (until the entire team bullied him for it W seijoh fr 🙏)

Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 32

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Jack moves about the house with his fresh tapes for the tape recording that sent him into a spiraling psychotic break over a year ago. Now he's using it to record his own tapes. He realizes it seems stupid but he wanted to replace the wounds from the past with potentially new and more positive things he can reflect on in the future.

"So this is the first recording...obviously it's me...Jack...God I feel stupid." Jack shook his head and lit a cigarette trying to calm his nerves.

"Okay...so the house is almost completely finished. I debated on painting the outside of it but decided it wasn't really necessary. Once the weather is nicer, I might consider doing more landscaping." Jack shook his head feeling like an idiot.

"I also finished writing my first book. I found a local editor to look over it and I'm kind of nervous about it. Y/n has been helping me work through those anxious moments which is nice. I like having her around. Y/n is different than anyone I've ever known. She makes me feel like I'm not a complete psychopath. She gives me hope that someday I can live a normal, happy life with all the issues I have. I know that sounds cliche and all but she makes life easier." He smiled to himself thinking about all the times she's helped him.

"I recently suffered a relapse...I honestly thought that was going to be it. I thought if I could just get Y/n out of the house, I could sink back into the darkest corners of my brain and fester there alone. But she wouldn't let me. She stayed. She wasn't scared of me and she didn't hold it against me. She stayed and got me through it." Jack looked at the little smiley face she had put on his thumb with a pen the other night while they were standing in line at the grocery store. He knew it was silly but he made sure to be careful when washing his hands just to preserve the little face.

"I don't know that I've ever felt like this for someone. Cleo...she was kind of my first love. She was special and I had planned a whole life with her but I was never able to visualize it. I could never close my eyes and see us in the future together." Jack looked across the street and could see a light turn on in Y/n's house. He knew it was her mother's room. He also knew this was about the time she got up to stretch her legs around the house. She was getting a lot stronger. He liked the visits they had started having. He liked having dinner with Y/n and her mom. It felt like a family.

"When I think about what a future with Y/n would look like, I see us living in this house that I've made my own. Getting another dog for Ace to play with. Maybe even a cat, I know how much Y/n has talked about having a cat and a dog and I think that would be fun. Waking up in the morning to see her out the door to work, having dinners with her mom in the evening and helping her take care of her garden." Jack felt warmth in his belly when he pictured it.

"I've only just finished this book about the worst parts of my life and I already want to write another about what my life is now, what it could be with her. I want her to come home to me, this beautiful house and our pets who we obnoxxiously treat like our children." Jack rambled.

"Are you talking to yourself?" Jack startled and dropped the recording on the porch. His eyes went wide seeing Cleo standing just 10 feet away from him.

"C-cleo? W-what are you..." Jack stood up and she held her hand up warning him not to approach.

"So you just sit out here by yourself and talk about how wonderful your life is now that you've destroyed everyone else's? God I knew you were a narcist but I never pictured you this far gone." Cleo looked him over and watched as he itched at his arms.

"What? Are you on drugs or something? Out here getting high and ranting to yourself? God Jack, you really are-"

"I'm not on drugs...i've got scabs...they're healing." He turned his arm slightly and she could see the remains of his self harm from his last relapse.

"You tried to kill yourself?" She asked almost annoyed.

"A few times actually. I'm...adjusting to my mental illnesses and all that comes with them. I recently had a relapse..." Jack cleared his throat and Cleo nodded.

"That explains the voicemail I got. You should really remove my cellphone from your medical charts." She crossed her arms.

"I will make a note of that. Sorry for them bothering you." He apologized.

"What are you doing here? I mean I thought you were done with me? Your voicemail said-"

"I know what the voicemail said. I found a box I forgot to drop off and after some thoughts of burning it, I decided to listen to someone's advice about getting closure." Cleo grabbed the chair that sat next to the one Jack was in and drug it away from him.

"Wh-what kind of closure?" Jack asked nervously. He was unsure of what she wanted from him at this point but he was willing to give her whatever she needed to have closure. She deserved that.

"I want to know the whole story. I want to know what happened here a year ago. I want to know what you found and why you were locked up. I want to know why you hung up on me and abandon me when I needed you the most. Why you turned your back on our life together with out son." Cleo tried not to cry but she was letting angry tears roll down her cheeks. Jack sat down slowly in the chair opposite her and took a deep breath.

Jack sat there and recounted everything to Cleo. He told her about how his parents died in the car crash together, how he started having a slip from reality thinking his mother was still alive. The hallucinations that came with it and how he thought he was plotting her murder. He told her about the sexual abuse he suffered as a child. He told her about the articles in the attic he found and how he had completely forgotten about all of it. He tried not to cry while he recounted it but she actually put her hand on his knee to comfort him. He told her about what his dad did to his twin brother when they were just babies. They both cried at that point.

"I'm not telling you all of this as some sort of excuse. What I did to you and the baby was inexcusable. I just want you to know that I've never been more sorry in my life for anything. You were such an important part of my life and-" She stopped him.

"I know Jack. I know you're sorry and I forgive you. I'm so sorry you suffered so much as a child. No one deserves that kind of pain and suffering." She looked at him much softer now, like she did truly forgive him.

"You seem to be doing well now...even after the relapse." She commented looking him over.

"I've had a lot of help." He ran his hand through his hair and she nodded.

"So I heard. You seem to talk about a Y/n quite a lot in that recording. Who is she?" She asked without a hint of jealousy.

"She's actually my neighbors daughter...she's helped me through a lot of this." Jack explained and Cleo pointed at his face.

"You're in love with her." She smiled.

"How do you know that?" He asked curiously.

"Because you smile just thinking about her. You used to do that with me." She said softly. She didn't seem upset, she just seemed relieved.

"I'm sorry-" She cut him off.

"Jack, you don't have to be sorry. I'm glad I came here and talked to you. I have been so angry and bitter about you, I needed this." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a ring.

"I've met someone. He's brilliant and you would probably think he's a complete ass but-" It was his turn to cut her off.

"I'm sure he's great. You've always had good taste." He teased.

"I'm happy with him and I wanted to be able to let go of this...us...what we had so I could truly start a life with him." She explained.

"I'm happy you're happy. You deserve the world Clo." Jack nodded at her. She stood up from the chair and he followed her to her car. She handed him his box and stopped to look at him once more.

"Take care of yourself Jack." She touched his face and he sighed at the gesture. She got in her car and as he watched her drive away, he knew this would be the last time he would hear or see Cleo ever again.

He felt himself getting overwhelmed and noticed his heartbeat picking up. A panic attack was coming and he wasn't sure what to do. He hurried into the house with the box and tried to steady his breathing. His hands shook as he fought against the pull in his chest.

A storm was coming.

firestar and leafpools father daughter relationship isnt talked about nearly enough on that note

I think about it so often! They make so many remarks about legacy but refuse to hold onto the FAMILY that a legacy should entail! Bad writers! Smack smack!

Leafpool and Firestar - Familial Relationship

In WCR, they have a much more fleshed out relationship.

First thing Fire notices about his newly born daughter when he and Sandstorm (and Smudge and Scourge) get back to Thunderclan is that she looks a hell of a lot like his sister, Princess! Firestar almost came up with a name in inspiration of her, but decided to stick with Leafstar, as while he could not inform his cats of Skyclan, he could at least hope that some of Leafstar's nobility and grace would invoke into his daughter.

Well, he got the noble part right, at first. Little Leafkit was clumsy and a bit uncoordinated. She would rather learn about herbs than practicing pouncing and bounding through the forest like Squirrelkit could.

Firestar has learned from his past attitude and encouraged his daughter to follow her heart. Though... Please talk to me or your mom or aunty Cinderpelt before you taste-test plants you find. Please.

Leafkit grew into Leafpaw, and finally developed that grace! Firestar was so proud of her, to the point of embarrassing her by accident. Yowling across camp "BE SAFE! BE GOOD! I LOVE YOU LEAFPAW!" When she would go for Medicine Cat meetings. She got over it quickly when she heard Cinderpelt speak about her own father, Cricketfang, and how she missed him.

"I LOVE YOU TOO DAD!"

Things begin to get... Difficult, once the destruction of White Hart Woods begins. In WCR, Leafpaw is the cat who gets the message to go on the Road Trip, and Squirrelpaw, ever at her side, joins too. (Along with Shrewpaw) The 2 sisters leave together under the cover of night alongside Crowpaw and Cranberrypaw of Windclan, Tawnypelt and Smokepaw of Shadowclan, and Feathertail and Stormfur of Riverclan.

It is, hands down, one of the worst times in Firestar's life. The forest is being destroyed and BOTH his kids are missing. All he can think is that the Clans are going to go through what Old Skyclan went through, and his daughters are missing.

When they came back, he was terrified and filled with sorrow. The destruction was in full-swing, and his children had come back speaking about a lake, leaving, going through a mountain... He believed them, but it was so strange, following his daughters into territory unknown... They were so grown-up.

While Squirrelpaw was reckless and a troublemaker, Leafpaw was a the good one, the quieter one, the one you didn't need to worry too much about. He didn't entirely like how Brambleclaw acted towards his daughter, but he never suspected that Leafpaw and Crowpaw's funny little friendship was anything more than that.

When she left again, with Crowfeather, he was... Sad. But not upset with her. The kind of sad you feel when you know your child has grown up enough to not need you the way they used to. It seemed like such a short while ago Leafkit was calling put for her daddy to sleep in the nursery with them tonight because the gentle rain outside was too scary...

But also sad because she'd never told him. He would have accepted it in a heartbeat, moreso than Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight.

He was overjoyed when she came back, but confused when Crowfeather was not with her. During Leafpool's Wish, he tries to give her some comfort. It's okay, honey, sometimes things don't work out.

She's so distracted with her pregnancy that she just nods along. She feels like she doesn't want to burden her father with anything more, what with Thunderclan still recovering from The Boar Attack, including Cinderpelt's death.

She never told him the truth about The Three. But Firestar wasn't stupid. The shape of Jaykit's ears and the stripes on his pelt, Lionkit's eye colour, and Hollykit's voice... He knew they were hers, and putting the 2 puzzle pieces together for their father was not hard. He's come a long way as an orange cat.

Like Shrewfeather though, he assumed it was out of a kindness. Maybe Squirrelflight couldn't have kits of her own, and sweet Leafpool had acted as a surrogate with Crowfeather to provide kits for them. He felt that he shouldn't pry.

Leafpool felt so guilty at not telling her mother and father about things, especially with how close they were to The Three. When the secret came out, she quietly walked into Firestar and Sandstorm's den afterwards and cried to them. They understood and weren't mad in the slightest.

When the secret came out, Firestar was hesitant to punish Leafpool, she'd been through enough... He didn't want to punish his own daughter but when whispers of blood clotting were beginning to start, he had to do something. He wasn't going Onestar's route, when Onestar denamed him into Crowpaw.

He still demotes her, but it's more a formality. She broke a vow about her Starclan connection but let's not prevent cats from getting medical treatment if they need it, okay? He has her go through some Hunter training with her aunt, Lightflower (Princess) but talks in Thunderclan have begun regarding an alternate permanent position for cats that aren't Medicine cats but cannot hunt. In the mean time, she takes up odd jobs all around Thunderclan and hangs around her parents.

Firestar dies protecting Leafpool and Squirrelflight, whom Tigerstar calls "abominations" and attacks during The Great Battle. Firestar dies, but the sisters escape, botb in shock and grief, only getting worse when Tjgerstar drags Firestar's seemingly lifeless body out into a clearing to show off. Leafpool will never forget her father's flaming, holy spirit rising out of his own limp body when Tigerstar least expects it, destroying him, before finally taking his rightful place in Starclan.

And the trial? Ooh, that'll be a doozy. I am going to leave this bit vague, but let's just say there's a reason Firestar still has his title of "Leader of Lionclan".

Moon Flight had better watch herself.

Worst Enemy or More? Pt 1

Today is the first day of a month long vacation. With my worst enemy and his family. Lando Norris. The day starts off bad I woke up late. Rushed around to get ready. Mom is yelling at me to hurry up. I go outside to the cars and see that the first car is packed and the only seat left in the other car is right next to Lando. He looks at me smirking patting the seat. I square my shoulder and sit next to him. Putting on my headphones planing to ignore him the whole ride. After a little while Lando starts to mess with me pulling on my headphones Lando asks “What are listening to?” I roll my eyes and say “Music” Flo lets out a giggle. Lando rolls his eyes. Lando keeps hitting my knee trying to bother me but I just ignore him and close my eyes to get some sleep. I shift in my sleep getting comfy and hear an annoyed sigh opening my eyes I see that I am leaning right on Lando. I shoot up looking down to see I just drooled all over Lando’s shirt I look ahead trying to ignore the laughs coming from Flo and Lando.

A few days at the rental house I am tanning outside by the pool where Lando, Flo, Cisca, Oliver and Y/B/N are playing around in the pool. Lando gets out of the pool I can’t help but take a peak at his body. Lando smirks and stands right in your sunlight throwing a towel over your head. Laughing Lando goes inside with everyone else. I sit up thinking why I just checked out Lando thinking there must be something wrong with me to look at my enemy that way. I head inside running in to my mom she tells me that everyone is expected to go to fancy dinner tonight. I groan going upstairs to get ready. Flo and Cisca are getting ready with me. As we are doing each other’s makeup Flo says “Why do you hate Lando so much?” I look at her as if she has grown two heads. “Why do I hate Lando? You honestly have no idea?” I say. Cisca laughs and says “I honestly think you are in love with him and are too sacred to make a move.” I laugh so hard my stomach starts to hurt. “As if I would love LaNdO nOrRiS” says his name as if it burnt me. Flo and Cisca start dying of laughter and teasing me saying that if I just admitted that I loved Lando then we would be sisters. I look at them and smile “I would never in a million and one years love Lando Norris because he hates me and I hate him just as much.” I leave the room to go get dressed turn the corner I bump in to hard chest. With my hands pressed against the chest I look up slowly and see aquamarine eyes staring right into my soul. I back up slowly and he just stares at me waiting for an apology. I look him up and down and glide past him as if wasn’t even there. I feel him staring at my ass. Giving a little shake I turn and wink at him before going in my room. This is going to be a long dinner.

At the dinner I’m forced to sit between Lando and Y/B/N. They keep talking as if I wasn’t there. Lando says “You see that girl over there if I get her number you have to jump in to the pool as soon as we get home” My brother scuffs “As if you could get her number.” I roll my eyes and look over to see the girl they are talking about. She is absolutely gorgeous. I scuff mumbling “That there was no way on Earth that Lando could get her number.” Lando’s shoots me the dirtiest look he has ever looked at me with. He says “When I get her number, you have to do what I say for the rest of trip.” I giggle and say “When you don’t get her number you have to not talk to me for the rest of our trip.” Y/B/N laughs causing everyone to look at us. Lando and I are staring at each other he brushes off his hands and makes his way to the girl. Ten minutes pass when Lando walks back waving his phone looking like the Cheshire Cat. He leans in close to my ear whispering “Your Mine Now”.