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luvlyuno · 3 years

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alone (m)

What happens when your crush offers to let you stay a few nights but plans take a turn?

Pairing: Huening Kai & Female OC

[ft. TXT Soobin & Yeonjun, NCT Na Jaemin, ITZY Lia & Yuna]

Genre: Suspense, Little Angst, Ballet AU

Warning: Sexual Assualt, Rape, Arguing, Trust issues, Suicide

Word Count: 2.0k

Note: first post~

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“And 1. And 2” The girl leaped from point one to point two. Feeling the melody of the classical song. Her dance partner lifted her body off the ground, bringing her to a full 360 degree. “Great job Sujin. Impressive like always” The instructor complimented as the team finished practice. Sujin’s face turned into a light shade of pink, quickly thanking her instructor before scurrying to her bag to pack everything up.

“Hey Sujin, Miss Park wants to speak to you in her office.” Lia, a fellow member of the ballet academy said. The girl put her phone down walking over to the office surrounded by windows. “Miss Park, you called me?” Miss Park stood up from her desk with an envelope in her hand. “Look what I found in the mail.” The elder woman handed the thick envelope to Sujin. “It’s from Saebom School of Arts.” She commented. A layer of moisture grew on Sujin’s hands. Her hands started shaking as well. “Open it when you get home.” Miss Park lightly patted the girl on the shoulder as she walked outside back into the studio.

“Why did Miss Park call you in?” Yuna, another teammate and friend of Sujin asked. “She gave me this envelope from Saebom.” Yuna’s mouth was in an ‘o’ shape. “Well, I got to go. Someone was calling you by the way. Don’t forget to text me!” Her friend yelled running out of the door of the studio. Sujin giggled a bit, walking off to her slightly open duffle bag. The girl knelt, picking up her phone from her bag. A notification from the boy that she’s head over heels flashed on the screen. “Kai Jung.” She said under her breath. The two lovers met over summer dance camp. Kai was from a different ballet studio a couple of hours away from Sujin’s. They met by being paired up for a boy and girl dance duet at camp. Later growing mutual feelings for each other. She unlocked her phone immediately by pressing on the messaging app. Sujin typed away on her phone telling Kai that she will call him when she got home from the studio. Before leaving Sujin waved goodbye to her ballet instructor and went off to catch the next bus.

“Next Stop: District 9” Sujin got up from her seat walking out of the bus. She watched as the stores along the sidewalk turned on their neon lines. Shining through the darkness of Seoul. Sujin sighed heavily as a quick shiver ran down her back. Sooner than she thought, Sujin was already home ready for dinner. “Sujin’s home!” The girl’s older brother, Jaemin said, sliding through the hallway of their house. Sujin smiled as she took her shoes off. “Mom!” She yelled from the Mudroom. “Miss Park gave me this envelope from Saebom.” She made her way to the kitchen. “She told me to open it at home.” Mrs. Na hummed in response while stirring the soup for dinner. Sujin slowly opened the thick envelope, taking the piece of paper out.

“Oh my god.” She gasped, clasping her hand to her mouth. “I got in! OMG, I GOT IN JAEMIN!” She squealed like a pig. The girl jumped in excitement, her once low bun undoing.” Jaemin hugged his sister. “Congrats sis! You got into your dream school! She nodded, smiling from ear to ear. Sujin turned to look at her Mom who had no emotion written on her face. Sujin’s smile dropped to a confused look. “Mom? What’s wrong” Her Mother looked up. “Isn’t this too much? Ballet is a hobby, not a career.” Mrs. Na questioned. “Mom, Sujin has plans ready for herself. She planned to be a professional ballerina and have a side business like what she has now.” Jaemin stuck up for his little sister. Sujin was on the verge of tears from all the arguing. “And!? What is that gonna help her in the future? I TOLD YOU TO BECOME A LAWYER-'' Mrs. Na was cut off. “BEING A LAWYER WAS YOUR DREAM NOT MINE! I CHOOSE WHAT I WANT TO BECOME IN THE FUTURE NOT YOU!”

Sujin then stormed off to her bedroom. Tears streaming down her face. Jaemin’s eyes following hers. “Wow, Mom. The time when you’re supposed to be a ‘supportive mother figure’ has gone to waste.” Jaemin ran after Sujin leaving their Mother dumbfounded. Sujin sat on her bed as she cried rivers. A sudden knock was heard. She didn’t feel like opening it, so she ignored the knocking. “Sujin it’s me Jaemin. Can I come in?” She stayed silent. “I’ll just take that as a yes.” Jaemin walked in taking a seat next to her.

“Why can’t Mom just understand that this is what I want for me in the future? What did I do for her to act like this? I don’t want to be under the same roof as her right now” Sujin complained as tears spilled out more. Jaemin sighed. “I honestly don’t know how to respond to this but I support you. Dad would support you too.” He smiled trying to brighten the mood. Sujin’s lips curled a little making Jaemin feel a little satisfied. “I’ll give you some alone time. I know you’ll probably trap yourself in here till she apologies, so text or call me if you need anything.” Then he left, leaving Sujin giggling a bit. Her phone started ringing all of a sudden.

Her phone lit up with the contact name Kai <3 on it. “Hello? Kai?” Her voice was raspy from all the crying. “Hi, Sujin! A-are you okay? You sound sick.” Sujin softly giggled at how Kai was worried for her. “I just got into an argument with my Mom. I don’t want to be here right now.” She pouted. “Wanna stay the weekend at my Grandma’s house with me? She lives near you. Same town.” Kai offered. He was planning to surprise her but plans took a turn. “Oh please, you’re a lifesaver Kai!” She smiled through the phone. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. Around 4 pm.” Kai happily said. The two eventually hung up. Sujin laid down bored out of her mind. Until Jaemin barged into her room.

“Well, dinner was super awkward. Mom was just ranting to Dad the whole time but bro was like I support her.” Sujin puffed out a little chuckle. “Did you just call Dad bro?” Jaemin just shrugged then left her room. The next morning everything was so strange to Sujin. Maybe it was the fact that her Mom didn’t open her windows while she was sleeping. Or that breakfast wasn’t pre-made for Jaemin and her. Sujin rose packing her bags getting ready to stay at Kai’s Grandma’s house for a few days. She has informed Jaemin that she was going to sleep over at her friend Yuna’s place for a couple of days. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Kai texted.

“I won’t be able to pick you up. I hate to help my Grandma cook, so my cousins Soobin and Yeonjun will pick you if that’s okay?” Sujin replied with a quick okay then continued her packing. It was a little over 4 pm when Kai’s cousins Yeonjun and Soobin arrived to pick her up. “How did you and Kai meet? He’s never really had a girlfriend.” Yeonjun commented. Sujin was shocked at the assumption of the two dancers dating. “Oh u-um, we’re not dating. We’re just friends nothing more.” She blushed at the thought. “Hmm.” Soobin replied. The drive there was quite longer than she thought. That’s until Soobin offered to give her something.

“Hey Sujin, we just came from the store before picking up. Want some of these candies we bought?” It would be rude to decline so Sujin agreed. After a few sour gummies, she started to feel dizzy. Then everything went black. Sujin woke up in an unfamiliar room with a locked door and a glued shut window. What in the world happened? Dark thoughts polluted her brain.

“Oh! You’re awake.” In came Soobin but no sight of Yeonjun. “Where’s Kai? Are we here already?” She cluelessly asked not even noticing the object in the male’s hand. Soobin got closer to Sujin, inches away from her face. She was caught off guard. His eyes piercing through her soul. “G-get away from me!” She stuttered pushing him away. A smirk grew on his face. “I’m not gonna do anything to you.” She raised an eyebrow feeling the uneasy energy in the room. “How am I supposed to trust you?” Sujin slowly walked backward. Soobin follows as she moves. “I promise.” Soobin injected her with some type of liquid in her right arm in just a blink of an eye. To Sujin the room started spinning. She felt weak but a sudden burst of unusual energy burst. Soobin’s lip curled as he watched transform into a different state of mind.

“Yeonjun come in here.” The pink-haired boy Yeonjun walked into the room, eyes widening at the scene. Sujin wasn’t acting normal. “C’mon you go first.” Soobin pushed Yeonjun closer to Sujin who was laying on the white mattress. “This is wrong I’m opting out dude.” Soobin chuckled at the scared Yeonjun. “Oh is little Yeonjun scared to do something very bad to this little girl?” Soobin laughed again pushing Yeonjun’s shoulder. “Do it or I’m telling the student body that you’re selling you know what. And that would for sure get you expelled from going to your dream school.” The boy walked closer to Yeonjun who was awfully terrified. Just the threat alone could make Yeonjun do it with hesitation. He knew it was bad but still did what he was told. “Thanks for starting now, let me finish her.”

Soobin said without any emotions. Yeonjun stepped aside as he watched the screaming girl whine and cry. It was so hard for him not to call for help. Yes, he felt guilty for Sujin but reputation goes first in this cruel world. Sujin screamed and screamed for help. The immense pain Sujin didn’t sign up for was never-ending. As much as she tried to fight back or force Soobin to stop he would either reply by slapping her or making the pain worse. “Please Stop.” She whispered weakly. Sujin laid there lifeless.

“Hurry and get back in the car.” Soobin groaned leaving the room. Sujin wept to realize what just happened. She never thought that her first would be a crime. She hurriedly put on her clothes and walked out of the mysterious house. Soobin saw as she sulked all the way out of the house. He didn’t have the patience for this so he picked her up shoving her into the car. The night ride to nowhere was quiet. Besides the silent sobs and choked-up breathing that was coming from Sujin, there wasn’t a single word spoken.

“Get out.” The car came to a stop. Sujin looked up making eye contact with Soobin through the rearview mirror. “I said GET. OUT.” He repeated through his teeth. “Y-you were supposed to bring me to Kai..” She dragged her words. Soobin huffed. “I said get out!” He repeated once again annoyed. His sudden shout made Yeonjun and Sujin flinch. Sujin got out of the car grabbing her belongings. Just as she closes the door, Sujin gets a quick glance at Yeonjun. His facial expression filled with guilt. Seconds later the car left faster than light. Sujin stood there feeling the moonlight shine on her. She was left in the middle of a highway in Seoul. Sujin felt so dirty and disappointed in herself. All the times she tried to stop a car to get home they would just give her a dirty look.

“I could’ve stopped him.” She thought. Just within two days, her life went downhill. She quickly took out her phone typing a quick “I love you, Jaemin.” to her brother. “Doesn’t that bright light seem interesting?” Sujin asked herself. She stepped off the sidewalk. Her feet leading straight to her fate. The sound of honking did not faze her. The bright lights didn’t even make her squint. Sujin Na just kept walking to the middle of the road. Till she wanted to stop.

BREAKING NEWS: 18 YEAR OLD SUJIN NA REPORTED DEAD AT HWY NEO127. CT SCANS FOUND SHE WAS BRUTALLY RAPED BEFORE HER DEATH. CCTV SPOTTED THE TWO PERPETRATORS, SOOBIN CHOI AND YEONJUN CHOI. MORE INFORMATION WILL BE ANNOUNCED...

Jaemin’s shaky eyes rewind again and again. It’s been two years since her suicide. Her soul still lingers on Highway Neo 127.

Sujin Na.

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fanfiction-funtime · 3 years

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Alexander Vodka lines

I did most of the characters, but some I don't know or genuinely can't think of anything. Hope this is good >-<

Hello: Hey there, your that Traveler fella ain’t ya? Hope I don't owe you copyrights for the name. Hm? I don’t? Well then, what can I help ya with?

Adventures? Sure why not, I could use the inspiration.

Two names: You’re curious why I have two names? Well it's sort of a thing in Snezhnaya that officers and other high ranking people have two names, like how harbingers do. Since I’m a high ranking member of the Schneznayan authors association, well former member, I have the name “Eis Cay’zar” meaning “ice ruler”. And Alexander Vodka is a pen name. Hm? What's my resistance name and real one? Well now Traveler, a man must have some secrets.

Change of tone: Ah yes, people often find the way I change from more eloquent speech to more casual off putting. Well it's the same reason I wear two sets of clothes: sometimes I feel like looking like an old noir hero, other times I like looking like a new age caped crusader. Sometimes I like sounding high society, other times I enjoy sounding like I’m from Khaen’ria.

How do you know about Khaen’ria: Well I was looking for accents and found out about a place called “New York” or something, a bit of investigation and I discovered everything. My source? That's a secret, ehe.

Good morning: Mornin’ Traveler! What's in the mornin’ paper?

Noon: Lunch time, my favourite time of the day. Let’s go get some pizza, I’m famished!

Afternoon: Almost time to punch out, let's go knock some skulls first.

Night: *yawn* Today was fun, thanks buddy. Get some shut eye, or if you can't come meet me at (wanmin/angels share/the tea house), first rounds on me!

When it rains: I am so glad I got over my fear of contacts.

When it rains(with glasses outfit): Hey can we get under something? I can barely see!

When it stops raining: The smell that comes after rain has always been one of my favorites.

When it snows: Perfect weather to bundle up with a nice hot cup of hot chocolate!

When it stops snowing: Do you ever miss home, Traveler?

About freedom: I warned Barbados, you know that? I knew that as long as he saw it coming, Signora wouldn’t stand a chance. But he just looked at me and said, “good, when I’m gone mondstadt will be truly free of the gods”. That’s a man I’d follow to the depths of the abyss and back.

About Venti: Speaking of Barbados, he’s a great drinking buddy. Me and him knock back a couple hundred rounds whenever I’m in Mondstadt! Course I’m always paying the tab, but I consider it a way of repaying him for making songs about my books.

About Kaeya: The cavalry captain? He’s pretty cool if you ask me, modeled as Rex Mondoleon for the cover of a historical fiction book I made. But I’d still like to know what he’s hiding behind that smile.

About Diluc: Don’t tell him I told you this, but one time I found Diluc after he was hit by an abyss spell that made him drunk. While he was drunk he kept ranting about how sorry he is for kicking out his brother. The poor guy has all that forgiveness in him but he’s too afraid to let it out.

About Jean: The acting grandmaster of the knights is someone truly deserving of respect. She leads by being a good person and earning the respect of her people, and she has never once tried to cover up the mistakes of the knights. In fact if a knight makes a mistake she’ll rush out to fix it. Jean should be the grandmaster, not that crooked old bastard.

About Lisa: Lisa was my first friend in Mondstadt. She mailed me about getting copies of my books into the Mondstadt library, I said I’d do a signing to promote a new one, one thing led to another and now we have tea every ninth day of the month.

About Rosaria: Don’t tell anyone, but I’m very sure she’s a vampire. A nice one, but still.

About Barbara: Awe that little doll? I once saw her kill multiple fatui because they threatened some sick and injured travelers. So I think she’s a great person, takes compassion to save lives and guts to handle taking them as well.

About Bennett: Bennett? Yeah I know him, nice kid. He likes my books but kept breaking them, so now I make special enchanted ones so he can’t break them even if he tried.

About Razor: The guardian of wolvendom? He’s a weird one alright, but he’s not a bad guy. I taught him how to read and write.

About Fischl: That crazy kid? I don’t care what everyone else says, she’s nice. People need to learn to just leave people alone, she’s not hurting anyone with her persona.

About Noelle: You will never find someone more dedicated too...well anything than Noelle is too the knights and her training.

About Klee: Klee and I are great friends! Nothing is more stimulating than massive explosions!

About Amber: She always has interesting stories to tell, like one time where she got rid of some bandits by making a dummy merchant cart filled with explosives! Or the time she had to help a kid get her pet giant snake out from the cathedral!

About Zhongli: Heh, he thinks he’s slick, but I know he’s Rex Lapis. Gotta say I kinda hate him for just giving up his gnosis, however he did it to free his people so I can’t be mad.

About Ninnguang: Never much cared for economics because I don’t know much about ‘em, so I can’t say anything about her business sense. But I can say that she’s a great leader who puts her people first.

About Keqing: Haven’t talked to her enough to know much, but she’s dedicated to her people and that's enough for me. Her dislike of blind faith in the gods is definitely enough to make me want to get to know her better though.

About Qiqi: Qiqi’s a nice kid, I don’t care what anyone says her being a zombie doesn’t make her bad.

About Baizhu: Snake man? Nice guy, helps me be accurate in my books. Always worry about him though, one hot breeze and he’s out like a light.

About Xingqiu: Xingqiu always tries to hide his good deeds, and while I can respect anonymity I can’t let a hero go unsung. So I’ve written multiple short stories about him using a different name, and put in the beginnings that it’s based on a true story.

About Chongyun: His popsicles are great inventions, I’ve played around with the idea a bit and made flavored ones. So far I’ve got strawberry and grape down and am working on this weird fruit called a..Banananana? I think?

About Beidou: Captain Beidou is so cool! She tells me stories about her journeys out to see and I write about them, but after seeing her in action I can’t really say that I do her justice.

About Kazuha: Kazuha has suffered so much, yet he refuses to give up and curl up away from the world when he so easily could. I have immense respect for him.

About Xianling: You’d be surprised at how good slime and boar tusk can be.

About Xiao: I’ve written down many myths and legends of the yaksha, but sadly I've never seen him in person.

About Verr Goldet: Oh she’s great company! Good business sense, and always polite.

About Gorou: Many people rightly attribute the Resistance’s survival and victories to general Kokomi, but it’s wrong to say general Gorou isn’t a brilliant strategist. He knows how to rally his men against impossible odds, and how to keep them standing against them. I’d follow general Gorou into battle any day.

About Ayaka: Ayaka seems so lonely, I hope when this is all done she can have some form of social life.

About Thoma: Thoma’s as cool as he seems. He always has a level head, and solves problems smoothly and without issues.

About Yoimia: KABOOOM!

About Kokomi: One time I was doing an interview of her excellency, to boost morale and draw new members. I intended on asking for her autograph, only for her to ask for mine! I’ve been riding that high for a while now and still ain’t come down.

About Signora: I hate fatui, but without that she has some good qualities: most of her power is her own unlike most other harbingers, and she’s a sharp dresser. Plus she’s actually justified in her choice to join the fatui, not excused, but isolation can justify many crimes in my book. But no matter what I can’t forgive her. She attacked my friend without a chance for him to fight back, and was unfairly cruel. Nothing can justify that, and I will not forgive her as long as she remains unapologetic for her cowardly cruelty.

About Childe: Fatui are scum, but Childe’s probably the best of them: he personally tries to keep civilians and the weak out of fatui business, and he’s only in it to make sure his family lives well. He also is powerful on his own, but most of his strength is the Tsaritsa’s well deserved gifts. Still though, he’s just a single stressful day from losing all his morals. I can’t leave the fate of my homeland to a madman like him, not unless he gets therapy.

About Scaramouche: Scaramouche...that bastard, it’s been five years and he still owes me 30,061 mora.

About the Fatui: The fatui are really just people who are lost or genuinely believe they’re in the right, and while I can sympathize and respect many of them I can't agree nor can I just stand by and watch. The grunts usually aren’t that bad, honestly they’re more like underpaid graduates new to the workforce, but the fighters you see daily? Almost all of them are scum no better than raiders, and debt collectors are the worst of them because they’ll do anything they can to scam you out of everything in their contracts.

About us-commissions: You know, if you’d like to commission a biography it’s 100 mora per ten pages.

About us-inspiration: You’re a font of inspiration for me, ya know that?

About us-fellow rebels: I’ve been with ya enough to know that this path you’re on, the one to find your sis/bro, you’re fighting against something far beyond my ability to deal with. I won’t abandon you, I’ll be here every step of the way.

About us-friends: We’ve been through a lot pal, I’m glad to call you my friend. Please, call me my rebel name: it’s Belgrade, named after the city where some very brave men took their last stand against oppression.

Hobbies: Well you have reading and writing, otherwise? Can't think of anything.

Favorite food: Grilled tiger fish, come get it while it’s hot!

Least favorite food: I really wanna try it, but I can’t have almond tofu. Or any nuts. Closes my throat right up.

Something to share: Hehe, I got embarrassing dirt on all the harbingers. Signora? She has a Tsaritsa body pillow. Scaramouche? He knits sweaters for his pet pig, cute but he hates letting people know. And Childe? Hoo man, the pics I’ve got on him have put a pretty mora on my head.

About me: Hey have you seen my dice? I wanted to teach the mondstadt kids how to play them...hm? What?! No, not gambling! It’s, uh, a tad embarrassing...h-hey look! Literally anything else, let's pay attention to it!

About me II: Alright! These rolls are great, can’t wait to use them next game. I’m so proud of Fischl, so young yet so imaginative. She’s already-ah! T-traveler! What are you doing?..

You know I’m the one meant to be learning the secrets here.

About me III: Back in Snezhnaya, everyone looks down on things that don’t “conform” where even the most rigid of nations like Inazuma have stopped caring. Adults can't play games, men can’t wear dresses, can’t even have a “weird” sense of humor. No laws against it, but being outcasted is...it’s not good…

About me IV: I wish I grew up in Mondstadt. The kids there are so free to be themselves, and the adults aren’t pressured to be nothing more than working hands. It’s not perfect, after all people are rude to Fischl and Benny for being “different”, but it’s better that’s for sure.

About me V: Hey traveler...this is...no it’s not embarrassing. You’re my friend and I have no reason to be embarrassed by wanting to enjoy time with you! Fischl’s going to run a pen and paper dice game, ever played one? It’s super fun, you get to be anything you want really, and it’s a great way to bond.

You will? Great! I’ll help you make a character!

Alexander’s troubles: It’s so hard to find publishers these days. Noone wants an actual plot, they just want twist after twist. What’s up with that?! Shock value is no substitute for characters you love living fulfilling lives.

Happy birthday: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday you crazy bastard, happy birthday to you! Seriously pal, you put yourself in harm's way every day it seems, we literally met when you were fighting an actual god! Actually, know what? No danger all day! We’re wrapping ourselves in blankets and just relaxing!

Feelings about ascension-intro: woah, somethin’ feels different. I like it!

Feelings about ascension-building up: man, I’m feeling inspired all of a sudden! Hey traveller, give me a prompt!

Feelings about ascension-climax: HA! I don’t know what high I’m riding but I like it, I just finished writing a whole book series!

Feelings about ascension-conclusion: WOO! YEAH! ULRICH MIKAEL KEEPS WINNIN’!-I-I meant Alexand-ah forget it, I’m feelin’ too good to care!

OCs:

About Louis: That crazy inventor guy from Fontaine? I heard he got used by the fatui, damn shame that. Noone deserves to have their heart played with like that.

About Spritefather: You ever heard of Spritefather? I’ve only heard legends, but the fanmail I keep getting tells me that sometimes things are only legendary until someone writes them down.

About the Storytraveler: There’s this woman who travels from universe to universe to fix things, she’s in Teyvat right now. You should meet her, really nice person. But her powers are a bit weird, why does she transform like that? It takes so much time!

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Tagging: @love-psxlm, @storytravelled, @genshin-obsessed, @golden-wingseos

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin oc

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witchy-lili · 4 years

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Sander Sides Coffeeshop AU! Part 3 (or whatever-)

Do you guys believe me if I tell you this hell of an au actually has a storyline- no ? neither do I. Sorry for the short chapter, my adhd is acting up really bad and I cAN’T FOCUS- --------------------------------- 6:30am. Finally. He was back home. The night was indeed, very long. The bar got very busy with Roman’s performance, so busy that he even missed Janus’s constant chatter. He was annoying and malicious, but Logan could not ignore the fact that he was, indeed, really cultivated. Often quoting philosophers, with interesting subjects to discuss and surprisingly knew a lot about the different types of tea and botanics in general, along with an absolute metric ton for chemistry, which kinda intrigued the barista, being a science and biology major. The melon hat man, unfortunately called it a night after only a couple hours into their discussion after giving a quick glance at his phone and claiming that he “had to be home or the kids would be worried”. By that time, Roman had already left to get some beauty sleep, as he always said.

Logan let himself fall on the bed after putting his glasses on the table, slowly closing his eyes to finally join the dream world… ….If his alarm didn’t decide otherwise.

A tired groan left his throat as he tried to ignore the noise, until a wet scratchy thing rubbed against his nose. Apparently Plato didn’t like his breakfast being delayed, and the little kisses were just a nice way of saying “feed me human or your soul will never see the light of day”.

-Okay okay you fluffy son of bitch…

He always got a bit more crude when he was tired, being the type to avoid cursing, just to appear sympathetic. After a few stretches, Logan stood up to fill up the cat’s bowl before changing into his “morning clothes”, throwing the others in the washing machine. He tried to wake himself up a bit more by washing his pale face in cold water. A few checks here in there to make sure everything was alright, and he was on his way for a brand new day in his dear cafe.

Two cups of coffee. Two freaking cups of coffee and he still felt incredibly tired. The place was not really busy right now, fortunately enough but the extremely feline yawn he let out still managed to steal a small chuckle from the client he was serving, noticing that he was on the verge of overflowing the tea cup. A few drops fell on the wooden table and were quickly wiped out by the barista. -Well well Auriga, looks like someone here didn’t get a full night of sleep.

Doctor Emile Picani was the name of this regular client. He was the very soft type, always complimenting everyone, generously tipping Logan and just overall being the beloved and friendly psychologist.

-Is it that obvious Doctor.. -I already told you ! E-m-i-l-e ! You’ve been serving me the same freaking order for four years ! I think that’s enough for a first name basis.

-Says the one who just called me “Auriga”.

-What can i do “bro” ? I find your name pretty. All that aside, you should really get some rest Logan, you’re giving me more casper than human vibes. And that’s a really big oof.

-Is this your cartoon lingo or are you trying to sound young and modern ?

-A bit of both ! How am i doing ?

-Horrible. This took a chuckle out of the two before Logan returned behind the bar after serving a few more clients to drink start on his third cup of coffee. The moment he brought the mug to his lips, the cafe’s bell chimed, revealing a soaked man from the rain, a bit shivering under his leather jacket that he couldn’t just close -what can you do ? Fashion is just more important than comfort-. He took off his wet sunglasses to dry them off before putting them back and walked to the counter without even caring about wiping his soaked, muddy boots on the carpet planned for that, which earned him a few dirty looks from the dear Mr.Auriga. Before even being able to greet him, the newcomer slammed a plastic reusable tall cup in front of him before saying in a tired, cranky voice.

-Can you fill this venti cup with espresso ?

-..I-I, I beg your pardon. -A venti cup. With espresso. Can you do that hun ?

That was twenty ounces of strong coffee. Logan suddenly got a concerned and kinda alarmed look on his face and shook his head. -I don’t really, quite know how to count that-

-Sis’...just fill the cup, I don't care about the price. Count it as three regular ones or charge me the supplement in shots.

-...Yikes. Who hurt you ? -Life.

This made him let a quiet giggle out before taking the cup and making his drink and silently pitying his heart rate. Upon closer inspection, the “venti cup” was from Starbucks. He could even see a name written on it with a thick glittery acrylic sharpie. “Remy”. Once the blood pressure heightener completed, the man in sunglasses took a large sip from the straw, exhaling loudly.

-You are, literally my life savior right now sweetie, you can’t even imagine.

-Rough night ?

-Yeah, i can say that. Plus my boss is a total bitch, like he really needs a chill pill.

Accompanying those words, Remy’s phone chimed and Logan could clearly see him rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses upon seeing the contact on the screen.

-Speaking of the devil. Yeah Remy there ?...Well i'm taking my morning coffee y’know i can’t get going without it….Duh ! i KNOW the Star’s is closed, i'm in a random cosy coffee shop….Honeeeey, pretty sure you see that rain, i ain’t going back. Move your bubble butt and come pick me up...Where am I ? Uuuh, bitch legit i don’t know, like, y’know my sense of direction is effed up...it’s a bit outside the city aaaand, hem, there’s a lot of blue, and the barista’s cute...Ah and yeah it’s called “Blue’s”, just saw it, like, right now...yeah, want me to grab ya something ?...aw don’t be cranky ya sound like an old man...sorry not sorry babe im just sayin’ the truth ! Anyway byeeee.

The “barista” raised a curious eyebrow before brushing it off as Remy hung up, sighing loudly.

-Jesus, this man doesn't know when to take a breather !

-Heard that.

-You’re not much of a talker are ya ? What’s your name cutie ? “The barista” sounds kinda lame.

-It’s on my badge.

-Ah yeah, Logan, sounds so basic but im in !

What a singular strange character. The whiplash he got from just having a ten seconds conversation with him was stronger than any coffee. He wondered what kind of mentally functioning human would accept the insolence and the nature of that individual. The boss was maybe really patient or Remy was just so good at his job they couldn't give him up. His questions were answered when a tall, well dressed man with a melon hat walked in, a few minutes later, for the most remarkable trait, a giant red scar on the right side of his face. Was that a burn ? It couldn’t be anything else. He knew this man.

-Well. Hello again Logan.

-Janny ? You know him ?

-Less than i’d like to. But yes.

Looks like the snake was back. ------------------------------------ Eyyyy Picani and my fave bitch are there

#sander sides #sandersides #sandersidesau #coffeshopau #coffee shop au #janus #sander side deceit #deceit #logan sanders #logic sanders #remy #emilepicani #thomas sanders #sander sides fanfiction

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thesleepysourwolf · 4 years

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Hot mess I am loving it hell yes

It was a hard week filled with bizarre calls for the 118 and everyone was tired.

Everyone was excited about going out on their weekend off except Buck who lost a bet to his sister. Maddy was a sly fox she knew she was going to win from the beginning so she made big bets. If Buck were to win he was allowed to go with her to a hairdresser and tell them what a haircut to give her but if he lost Maddy was making him dress in drag for their next going out. At first, even though the loss was bitter he was still calm, grinning at his sis. He had done it before nothing who knows what. Right? Wrong. It was till the realization hit Buck. He had to be dressed in drag in front of his best friend who mind you he was in love with. And to top it all it was Hen’s birthday. This was going to be the biggest embarrassment he was going to ever expiries and it was hours away.

Maddy got ready and went straight to Buck’s apartment to help him get reddy telling Chimney to come pick her up after they are done. She brought him a short puffy skirt, a really pretty crop top, knee-high socks, and hills.

“Maddy you are going to kill me.” he said putting his hands on his flushed face.

“You lost the bet not me bro.” she said with a wide grin.

He sighed and started changing. He had gotten the socks, skirt, and hills on, and honestly, Maddy was kind of jealous at how good he was able to pull them off. Buck was now grinning at the face his sister was making.

“Ugh, this is not fair how are you not only good at walking in them but also look hot.”

“What can I say I was born with many talents Madds.”

“What are these?” she had now pulled her gaze at her brother's chest pointing at the chain that he was wairing.

Buck followed her gaze and blushed a bit. “Ah, these are Eddie’s dog tags. He gave them to me to keep them safe.”

Maddy was grinning again. Then her phone buzzed from inside her bag. “Whatever you say, bro. Sorry, I have to go, Chim is here to pick me up but you are reddy anyways.”

Buck went to the mirror in his bathroom to fix his hair his gaze moving down. Seeing himself like that, in these clothes with Eddie’s dog tags poking trough the crop top did things to him. He whined. The only thing missing was Eddie grabbing him possessively from behind. This night was going to be hell.

Everybody got a message from Hen saying to put their best outfits and get ready to party. Eddie just shrugged and decides to do as told. He took a shower and then looked at the mirror. His hair had grown out. Just as he was about to slick it back Eddie remembered Buck telling him how good he looks with naturally curly hair and his hand froze. “Maybe I will leave it be for ones.”

Cut to a couple of hours later Hen, Karen, Bobby and Athena were already in the gay bar that Hen chose waiting for everyone else. They were then followed by Maddy and Chim. Not long after them came Eddie who looked like he was out of a modeling magazine. He was wearing black slim jeans and a white shirt that was just tight enough to show off his muscles the first two buttons undone with a leather jacket on top.

“Where is Buck? Wasn’t he with you guys?” he asked confused pointing at Maddy and Chim.

Chimney who was still in disbelief at Eddie’s appearance couldn’t seem to give an answer to his question.

“He needed more time to get ready so we left him to it.” Maddy said with a grin and a wink.

Then the doors opened letting the tall figure in. Buck was already pretty tall so the hills made it impossible for people not to see him.

“Is- is that Buck?!” Hen stuttered in confusion.

“Yup.” Maddy said with satisfaction in her voice.

Everyone was now looking at Buck whit pure shock as if in a trans. Eddie’s eyes were dark with something that seemed like a desire that was ripping Buck who was staring back at him apart.

Chimney and Hen who had shaken the shock away were now losing their shit.

“Buck man what the actual fuck?!” Chimney was struggling trough his laughs.

“Not bad Evelyn.” Hen barely managed to get the joke trough her laughing without choking. Karen tried to keep it cool but ended up joining them.

Bobby was trying not to laugh but ended up cracking and shaking his head while Athena had her head in her arms and questioned life. But Buck frankly didn’t give a fuck. Eddie's looks were giving him confidence and making him cocky. Embarrassment all gone.

“Yeah, yeah laugh at me as much as you like but I am hotter than all of you together.”

“Hah, you wish! Have you looked at Eddie by any chance?” Chim was finally calming down a bit.

“What happened to you?!” Hen asked with general curiosity.

“Lost a bet to Maddy is what happened to me.” Buck grinned.

“Oh, lord...” Karen said.

“Maddy?” Chimney looked at his girlfriend with general shock.

“What? Tell me you are not getting a kick out of this.” she defended.

“Oh, we are...” Chim said in a heartbeat.

Hen then shifted her gaze at Eddie.

“Hey, Eddie you ok man?”

He was still staring at Buck.

“Ah yeah just got lost in my head.”

Some time passed and they were now on round four. Hen and Karen were dancing on the dancefloor and Buck soon followed. Eddie sat for a while before he stood up and went to sit at the bar for more beer. Though he doesn’t mind another beer the real reason was the view of Buck dancing his muscles showing in between his crop top and skirt. Eddie’s pupils were dilated, eyes filled with lust and desire. He then spotted something. It was poking from *underneath the crop top shining in the lights of the bar. It was Eddie’s dog tags and he almost lost it. He made a low growl that only he could hear trough the loud music. Buck had no idea what kind of things he was doing to him right now. A few minutes had passed and his bottle was now almost empty and he moved his gaze back at his best friend who was now talking with a guy that keeps shamelessly with him. And that was the moment Eddie lost it. He growled again louder this time. There was no way of going back now.

“Hey, Evan.~” he said in a tone that felt like silk to Buck making him try to trap a moan with no success.

Both men turn their heads in Eddie's direction.

“Yes, Eddie?” his best friend didn’t need to look his way to know it was him. He could distinguish it from miles.

“Can you come here for a sec?” Eddie said with a grin on his face.

The guy was looking mad like a kid who got his lollipop taken away but he was about to find it was never his in the first place. How sad.

Without giving Eddie an actual answer Buck started to move towards him leaving the other guy behind. Swaying as if trying to seduce him. When he got close enough he got pulled by his hand making him stumble forward. Eddie put his hands on Buck’s hips pulling him in so close that he was practically almost sitting on his lap. He tugged at Buck’s hair making him push himself closer into it and shutter letting out a quiet moan.

“Eddie. ~”

“Yes, Evan? ~” Eddie whispered.

“If you continue like this I won’t be able to last long. My heart might not be able to take it.” Buck whined his words making Eddie lose his shit even more.

“Do you know how much I love you? I love you, Evan. Every piece of you. ~”

“I love you too so much it could break me.” Buck said pulling Eddie into a long passionate heated kiss.

When they finally pulled away they were both out of breath.

"You have no idea how long I have waited for this." he continued.

The guy was still looking at them. Eddie took the opportunity and looked him straight in the eyes as he starts to leave marks on Buck’s neck pulling the dog tags dangling from it making them visible. Never breaking eye contact. He gave him a glare that he will remember for the rest of his life. Eyes that could kill.

“Mine. ~” Eddie mouthed although it seems like it must have come out as a low whisper because he could fell Buck shutter.

The guy was no longer angry and more so intimidated. Turning around and disappearing into the crowd.

One sloppy makeout session later and the boys decide to head back to their table. Eddie all happy with a grin on his face and Buck in a need to go to the bathroom unless he wanted sticky underwear. Spoiler alert. Both of them got out of there very pleased with themselves. It seemed like Athena and Bobby had already gone home to have some quality time alone. So it was just Hen, Karla, Chim, and Maddy.

"Guys we have to tell you something." Eddie said in a very serious tone, well as serious as a tipsy guy could.

"We know. We saw." Hen was grinning, pointing at where they were sat at the bar.

"And now I am scarred for life. Thanks for that by the way." Chim continued.

All they got from Maddy was a grin and "I knew it!".

Buck and Eddie now appreciated the fact that Athena and Bobby weren't there and didn't have to deal with the embarrassment that would have come with it.

This is a 1.0 version of the fic that I hope to better someday!

By thesleepysourwolf

#911 on fox #911 fox #buddie #buddie fanfic

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miseryff · 4 years

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22. Playing Games

Paris

Dre’s dick game was immaculate. And when I say immaculate I mean free of flaws. There was no wrong he could do as he gave me deep strokes in the back seat of the Rover. That was five hours ago and I was laid up beside my nigga, having sex flashback from the next man. I know I’m a slut and I’ve accepted that fact many years ago. Derrick was knocked the fuck out beside me. I found his ass slumped in the club beside Fred, who was getting a lil lapdance from some chick.

My dad helped me carry him to my car, and I drove us home. I wasn’t lit or anything since Dre fucked all the liquor out of me. I’m kind of glad that Derrick was passed out because I don’t think I would have been able to have sex with him tonight. My pussy needed a rest after the beating Dre gave it. I honestly do not know what I am doing in regards to Dre, but I do know that I am not going to stop fucking him.

When Derrick is back in Texas I am going to need dick. Dre confessed his feelings for me at the perfect time, if we are being honest. A light laugh escaped my mouth as I searched for the ‘Hidden’ album in my photo gallery. This was where I kept my nudes and even some home movies of me and the niggaz I dealt with. My most recent nude was taken sometime last week when I was lit off this edible in the crib.

I quickly composed a text to ‘Big bro’ aka Dre, along with the photo. The message read ‘When we fuckin again?’ with a green heart. It was pushing 4 in the morning and I went to lock my phone when a message came in.

Big bro: pull up 2mm

I chuckled before liking the message. Yea, he’s with the shits. That’s how I like my niggaz.

xxx

“Now look at you, in bed sick as fuck. All cause you wanted to be grown and mix Dusse with weed. You know you be smoking on exotic so why you did that to yourself babe?” I was purposely annoying Derrick because babe was in bed hung the fuck over.

“Pass me the water and shut the fuck up.”

I shook my head at him but still picked up the water from the nightstand to hand to him. “Take these pills before you drink it.” I tossed two Advil AM pills in his waiting palm, and watched as he took it with the water. “You hungry? Want me to make you sumn?” I was getting ready to go home. I needed to soak in a nice bath and chill before I went to link Dre.

“Nah my stomach can’t take food right now. You coming back later?” He picked up the pillow that was covering his face, to send me a hopeful glance. “Yes, baby. And ima bring you dinner. Call me if you need anything though, and I’ll come back over.”

He groaned as response before sending me a thumbs up. I lifted the pillow from his face and pressed my lips to his soft ones. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Paris.” Hearing those words put a permanent smile on my face as I exited his bedroom. I did love Derrick, but I also knew that commitment was a tricky area for me. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. That’s a policy I chose to live by, so that meant he would never know about me and Dre fucking.

The house was quiet as shit when I got home. My dad’s car was in the driveway though so I figured he spent the night here with my mom. My siblings we nowhere to be found, but that was a regular occurrence. These two were active as fuck, especially since it was the summer time. Caelyn probably took Carter to the mall or the movies. It was 2:30pm so they was out cuttin’ up somehow.

I took a long bath and shower before throwing on a nude colored romper along with my floral gucci slides, and a cross body gucci bag to match. Calm fit for a dick appointment. I decided to stop by Wendy’s and pick up some food for Dre and I. I knew his order since we got the exact same thing at Wendy’s every time. Spicy 6-pc nuggets, large fries, and a Strawberry lemonade.

I didn’t tell Dre that I was coming because I never did. I usually just popped up and started banging on his door. Scaring the shit out of his drug dealer ass. I decided to play nice today and knock softly on his apartment door. He opened quickly but the face I saw wasn’t Dre’s. Who was this bitch?

“Can I help you?” The Paris look-a-like spoke with a little bit of an attitude. I chuckled before raising my voice. “Dre! Where the fuck you at?” I was gonn push past her but I wanted Dre to bring his ass out from wherever the fuck he was at.

The girl mugged me for a minute until Dre pushed her out of the way to greet me at the door. He took the Wendy’s bag from my possession before allowing me to enter the crib first. “Paris, this is Kayla, she was just leaving. Kayla, this my sis Paris.”

The Kayla chick didn’t seem to buy the whole ‘bro and sis’ talk because she called Dre a ‘dog ass nigga’ before making her exit. Shawty slammed the shit out of his door too. “You fucked shawty before I got here?” I asked with genuine curiosity. Whether he did or not didn’t really matter to me. Just needed to know why he needed my pussy if he was already getting some ass today.

He shook his head since his mouth was filled with french fries. “Naw, she came by to get some of her shit. She moving to Jersey I guess.” He shrugged, not really interested. “She kept her Ugg slides her and clothes in a drawer.”

“Clothes in a drawer? That sounds serious.” I teased as I dipped a nugget in barbecue sauce. He shook his head once more; “you got clothes here in a drawer too. Are we serious?”

“Good point.” We shared a brief laugh before eating in silence. “What we doing, Paris? Just fucking?”

“Yeah... I would hope so.”

“Aight, cool...”

“So hurry up and eat cause I need you to do that thumb in the butt combo again.” He laughed loud as fuck, damn near choking on his french fries. I sent him an innocent smile but I was being dead ass serious. I should make him eat my ass since he like playing around back there so much.

“You took the plan B?”

“Naw, ima get it after I leave here.” He nodded and said nothing more as he ate his food. I could not keep my eyes off his to save my life. I always thought Dre was fine as fuck but he never tried to fuck me, or he would always dubb my advances. So the fact that we fucked last night, and was about to have round 2 in a couple minutes had me kind of shook.

Never thought I would see the day.

xxx

“You good, baby? How you feeling?”

“I’m doing aight, babe. Need you here laid up with me though. When ima see you?” I blushed a lil bit before sitting up in bed. “I can be there in 30. Just lemme take a shower. You hungry?”

“Yeah I’m hungry now. Can you stop by Rico’s and get me a sandwich?” I knew exactly which sandwich he wanted too. “Yes I can do that. I’ll see you soon.” I ended the call and looked over my shoulder at Dre. He was sitting up against the headboard, shirtless and smoking a blunt. My bottom lip slipped into my mouth and I crawled up to be beside him.

He put the blunt to my lips and held it as I took a long pull. We held eye contact as the smoke escaped my lips. I had no shirt on either, only my thong. His eyes rested on my breasts for a little while before he told me to put my ass in the air.

“You bout to go see ya nigga?”

I moaned as he brushed his thumb against my ass. I was already wet and he was teasing me. “Mmm, I’m not thinking bout him right now though. Put ya thumb in--”

“You want me to fuck you but you bout to go see ya nigga. You playing a dangerous game, Paris.”

“Dre, shut the fuck up and eat my ass.” Hard slaps were sent to both my ass cheeks and even though they hurt like a motherfucker... that shit had me leaking. “Who the fuck you talking to?” He barked before grabbing my hair and pulling me back to him. His dick was pressed against my ass and his lips were pressed to my ear.

“Why ya lil ass playing games with me?”

“What games, baby?” I couldn’t stop the moans from leaving my mouth. I was horny as fuck and this nigga just casually had his dick sitting on my ass. “Can you just fuck the shit out of me? I want you to...” I was dead ass going to beg for this niggaz dick as if I didn’t have some Houston, Texas dick waiting for me in Long Island.

“You playing games with me. But it’s aight, this the last time we fucking.”

“You be like.” I chuckled before arching my back, and waiting to feel his lips up against my ass. “Lick from my ass to my pussy, now.”

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johannesviii · 4 years

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2005

16 to 17 years old. Finished public highschool, started public university in September. Looking back at 2003-2005 feels like looking at ten years of my life condensed in three. Exhausting.

Also we’re now past the halfway point of these lists! And this is another exceptionally good year for hits.

Disclaimers:

Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.

I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

So I finished highschool that year. I met my best friend ever in late 2004 and we even had some sort of small crew back then! I had a bit of a crush on her but alas it wasn’t meant to be. I don’t know who invented the term ‘friendzone’ but they got its meaning completely wrong because staying friends basically forever with someone you love can be a fantastic thing. Things weren’t rosy nor perfect that year, of course, and I still was miserable at home, but I’m not sure where I’ll be today without her. She's amazing and she still lives nearby nowadays. Shoutout: if you read this, E., you pretty much saved my life.

I was still making tapes and burning CDs, still using my trusty portable cd player, and always listening to stuff while drawing during recess, sitting in a corner and doodling stuff in my sketchbook on the floor like a weird gangly goblin.

I had already started to buy Rock Mag in August 2004 but it really became my monthly ritual in 2005, and it lasted until autumn 2007. A reliable source of posters to cover my walls. At that point they were almost completely covered with paintings, drawings, torn pages from magazines and posters of Linkin Park, Mylène Farmer, Placebo and Indochine.

I also had a better access to the family computer and was a bit more involved online. Might explain why the number of singles I was buying plummeted.

It’s time once again for some (ok, many) honorable mentions!

Beverly Hills (Weezer) - I don’t even know why I like this but I do.

Bouger Bouger (Magic System) - I never understood why it was cool to make fun of these guys in my country. Their music is so happy and fun.

Holiday (Green Day) - My brother loved that band and listened to it a lot, and I was 100% fine with that.

Wake Me Up When September Ends (Green Day) - See above.

Gabriel (Najoua Belyzel) - That is so-bad-it’s-good at its finest right here.

Candy Shop (50 Cents) - As a sucker for terrible puns (HA, get it?? I’m sorry I’ll get out immediately) I can’t help it, I love this.

Love Generation (Bob Sinclar) - Stay tuned for more of this guy on another list.

Listen to Your Heart (DHT) - The original is better, but it was really nice to hear that again on the radio.

We Be Burnin’ (Sean Paul) - Not my favorite but still damn good.

Bad Day (Daniel Powter) - I even bought the single. What can I say except “relatable”.

All About Us (Tatu) - I bought that single as well. Almost made the list.

Le Bateau Blanc (Karol) - The last cut from the list. Not even kidding at all. I’m still not sure if Keane deserves to be on the list more than this to be honest.

Like it happened previously with Placebo not being elligible at all, it is a complete outrage that Precious by Depeche Mode isn’t elligible for this list. Like, what the f█ck. Playing the Angel was one of the defining albums of the year to me. I’m not even sure it would have topped the list, maybe #2, but it still feels wrong.

There’s another band who’s complete absence from this top feels kinda painful to me, considering how much I loved their new album at the time. Indeed, no single from Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge by My Chemical Romance is elligible for this list, and it feels wrooooong, man. I love I’m not okay and especially Thank You For the Venom, but even Helena would have been nice. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be.

For some unfathomable reason, Get The Party Started (Pink) and, even more unexplainable, Do You Really Want to Hurt Me (Culture Club) recharted in France in 2005 and both made the year-end top 100. The fact they are both elligible but all the stuff mentioned above this paragraph isn’t makes no sense whatsoever.

And now, the actual list!

10 - Everybody’s Changing (Keane)

US: Not on the list / FR: #48

Pretty great even though it’s not my favorite Keane song. That would be Crystal Ball. It’s fantastic and as a person who is scared, above all, by existential horror, the music video is terrifying. Sadly, it’s not elligible for my 2006 list, so Everybody’s Changing will have to be its slightly less good proxy for 2005.

9 - Et Si En Plus Ya Personne (Alain Souchon)

US: Not on the list / FR: #100

This has to be the most borderline non-elligible song ever put on one of my lists. But I’m glad it is still elligible. Remember the song on the 1993 list that I called an “anticapitalist ballad”? Well that’s the same guy. And this time it’s a song about how religion can cause both beautiful things and war, and how “the sky might be empty” because of us. It’s great. Here’s a translation. You’re welcome.

8 - F█ck Them All (Mylène Farmer)

US: Not on the list / FR: #62

Aaaaaaaaand unfortunately for everyone including myself, she’s back. Not her best song by a mile (told you it was all downhill after C’est Une Belle Journée didn’t I), but still pretty damn good, and that music video where she’s destroying bird-like scarecrows is amazing so here’s a bonus gif.

7 - Boulevard of Broken Dreams (Green Day)

US: #7 / FR: Not on the list

My brother LOVED this band and listened to it SO MUCH. And yeah, they were very good and that song might just be my favorite one from them. I don’t have much more to say about it, you all know it already. Let’s move on.

6 - Sugar We’re Going Down (Fall Out Boy)

US: #40 / FR: Not on the list

Again, it feels wrong that both Fall Out Boy AND Panic! at the Disco were elligible for this list but not My Chemical Romance. I was never a fan of these two acts, at all, and their supposed rivalry was kinda hilarious to watch from afar. With a bucket of popcorn. While listening to Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge and nodding sadly, of course.

This is still a great song, mind you.

5 - Feel Good Inc (Gorillaz)

US: #37 / FR: Not on the list (really? wtf happened)

Again, I live with someone who loves Gorillaz, so I claim overexposure.

It’s still #5 on a list based on a very, very good year.

That’s quality for you.

4 - Speed of Sound (Coldplay)

US: #57 / FR: Not on the list

A new chapter in the ascension of Coldplay from “Johannes hates this band” to “this is one of the best mainstream bands we have”. An epic saga, years in the making, and Speed of Sound was basically the last scene of Act One. Not my favorite song from X&Y (that would be Talk), but still really good. Hell, I even bought the single, and goodness knows I wasn’t buying a lot of singles anymore in 2005.

Holy shit, half of these are Benassi Bros garbage. None of them are elligible, though! Dodged a bullet there, didn’t I.

3 - Numb/Encore (JayZ + Linkin Park)

US: #93 / FR: #75

What a blessed mashup. For a few magical months in 2005, all the punk goth kids and the hiphop kids were united under this song’s banner and it felt like world peace had been achieved. It could have pissed off everybody but no! Everyone loved it instead!

“But Johannes, this is just Numb all over again with different lyrics. You can’t keep putting Linkin Park at the top of your lists forever.” Sadly no, I can’t. I know. It’s only #3. Don’t yell at me. Also, the next two songs are genuinely better, at least in my opinion!

2 - Lift Me Up (Moby)

US: Not on the list / FR: #31

I heard this on the radio and bought the album, Hotel, on the grounds that Natural Blues from 2000 was one of my favorite songs ever and than it wouldn’t hurt to actually own an album of that guy after all that time (”all that time” being only five years, but please keep in mind the past three years had felt like ten, and in my mind, they still do ; trauma is one hell of a thing). And a couple of days later that year, we went to Disneyland for my brother’s birthday, and I only had a small bag that could contain my cd player, and the earphones and nothing else. So I could only put one cd in it and that was it.

So I picked Hotel, and I basically retreated inside of it whenever my mother was starting to talk aggressively, which happened a lot in the various queues. So in the end, I listened to that cd a LOT that day and every single time, it would calm me while still being energetic enough to keep me enthusiastic for the various Disneyland rides.

Lift Me Up is energetic but cold, aerial but distant, uplifting but sinister. It was the perfect song for someone who was, at the time, trying to tone down their aggressivity and anger and trying to be masculine but in a softer way, while still staying themselves and not giving up the fight. I absolutely adore this song. It’s perfect.

It instantly joined my list of favorite songs ever that year.

1 - Mr Brightside (The Killers)

US: #16 / FR: Not on the list (this feels so wrong)

If I had to make a top ten of the hits of that entire decade, this would be #2. No debate whatsoever.

Because holy shit.

I was already sold on that band after hearing Somebody Told Me on the radio, which sadly isn’t elligible for this list (I instantly loved it, first because it was catchy as hell, but also because I love the chorus “Well somebody told me you had a boyfriend / Who looked like a girlfriend / That I had in February of last year", because as you already know I tend to be extremely literal minded and my immediate conclusion was “wow you two dated the same trans guy before and after he was out of the closet” and that was highkey relatable and no you can’t change my mind). So I bought the album about two weeks after, mostly blind, because the cd store was playing it and also because Rock Mag said it was great.

That was an understatement. Hot Fuss is one of the best albums of the entire decade and you probably know that already. The first song, Jenny Was a Friend of Mine, floored me right after putting the cd in the player and it felt like the album already reached its peak and there were still 12 tracks after that.

The very next track was Mr. Brightside. And. How do I put this.

There’s like a dozen interpretations possible for this song, and most of them are something like “this guy is so anxious and paranoid he’s gonna break up with this girl because he keeps imagining her cheating with another guy and it might not even be real.”

Now might be a good moment to remind you that at the time, I had a crush on my best friend, and was still firmly in the closet. And this song starts, as everyone knows, with “Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine“.

So... yeah. This is the song that accidentally convinced me the closet sucked and did nothing to deter bullies anyway, and that after more than three years of feeling mostly miserable, I should try to be myself and screw the consequences. I know it wasn’t the original intention behind that song. But still.

Godspeed, The Killers. I owe you one, guys.

Next up: Still not able to put Indochine nor Placebo on a list, OP is this close to punching a wall

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #long post #eye contact tw

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bluescarletdiamond · 4 years

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Tharntype the Series: Ep. 7 Review

Y'all I’ve been sad all day so lets GET THIS BREAD I haven’t seen any spoilers apart from what was shown in the preview so IM HELLA EXCITED

Section 1

Cute lil techno omfg

I love how he called them over

Omfgjsjdjdj techno saw that shit

Girlfriend??? Oh shit lmao I just realized

Lmao he ain’t talking to her anytime soon

TYPE SAID SOME 😳

THARN SAID SOME ☕️☕️

TECHNO’S FACE AFTER THE OTHER GUY LEFT HAD ME DEAD

“I’m not thirsty” and mans drinks every time lmaoooo

I love Techno’s character

OSNDJDNS HE KEEPS GETTING INTERRUPTED LMAO

Techno knowsssss lmaooooooo Jjejjsjs

THARN JUST CONFIRMED IT TO TECHNO OMFG

Bruhhh this man really thinks they dropped out lmao

Lmaoooo type’s reasoning got me ded

FUCKING SEO THIS MANS KNOWS AND SO DOES KLUI

KLUI’S SPEACH LMAO

Klui is so funny lmao

Bruh SEO loves him and you can’t change my mind 😔

OH HE JUST TOLD HIM WOAH

Oh he told him in Korean I’m ded

ugh tharn and type are so cute

Tharn is so cute when he looks at Type ughhhh

Section 2

Who is this

Oh shit lmao it’s type

“Four months with Tharn really bored me to death” SHALL I REWIND TO ALL THOSE CRAZY MOMENTS

I love Type’s dad already :))

I love Type talking about Tharn lmao it’s just so funny

He is zoasting his mans so hard

His dad exposing his ass is quality content

I don’t know how I feel about this white dude.... I’ve seen too many dramas to know he will be significant

Awwww calling each other :)))))

“I will never fall for it” BITCH you fell a long ass time ago

Omfg I love when he’s an ass (jokingly) to Tharn and then smiles cutely after

Lowkey Thanya looks like one of my cousins lmao

I love all of them I wanna know more about Tharn’s family

Thanya scolding Thorn gives me life

KOM’S SMILE

awwww I’m guessing that’s his childhood best friend

Y’all it’s the white guy again 🤔🤔🤔

How funny would it be if Kom ended up being gay lol

Oooohhhh party time!!!

Damn they really wilding here lol

It’s the damn white guy again

I already know type is gonna pop off

Fucking type omfg

Okay type chill buddy you’re BOYFRIEND is GAY bro calm yourself

I already know my mans Kom is LWNDHD HE JUST IF

type is S H O O K

I feel so bad for Kom 🥺🥺 I cant imagine how he’s felt that whole time

Type better say sorry real mf ing quick 😡😡

OKFG NO NEVER SAY SORRY FOR BEING GAY ITS NOT YOUR FAULT AND IT SHOULDNT EVEN MATTER

Section 3

Idk who he tried calling but I hope it was Kom

Awww Tharn calling him :))

Tharn is lowkey jealous lmao

Omfg Type needs to chill

“I miss you” lmao type I know you ass miss him

AKDJJDJS HE SAID I MISS YOU BUT AFTER HE HUNG UP LOL

Idk man I agree he should apologize properly but at the same time she shouldn’t meddle

Also holy shit she just chugged the fuck outta that beer

Bruh she likes him damn

I feel for Mai, I’ve been in that situation many times smh

Bruhhh 🥺🥺🥺 he doesn’t like her back

Random but I like her fit

Damn you go sis

I DONT UNDERSTAND THIS OTHER COUPLE’S STORY LIKE WHAT IS GOING ON

Okay what is the dude searching for - ope it was for the keys

Okay what’s he looking for now! ?

Wow he really just dropped hella paint brushes lmao

WHAT IS SO SIGNIFICANT ABOUT THAT PAINTING

oh SHIT WTF WHAT DOES THAT ALL MEAN

is he depressed? What is the significance of it all??!!?!!!??

I’m so confused welp

Literally what connection do they have to tharntype?

Oh this mans is being subtle about it

Teaaaaa he just asked him to draw a picture for him

AND WE’Re back to type :)

He hasn’t apologized to Kom yet :::(((((

I’ve never seen hair done like that lmao but Thanya got style lol

Tharn’s dad has such an interesting style to him lmao

Oh shit it’s because he’s half Thai lol

TRJSBANSN TYPES BACK

they’re like huh??!?! When Tharn left lmaooo

Section 4

OSHSJDJWJJE THEY WAY THEY ARE LOOKING AT EACH OTHER

they have a really nice dorm lol

Type’s MDKEKS SMILE UGH I LOVE IT

AaisjshKSJSJSHEJJEBA OH SHIT “you’re welcome home gift”

AazbsjKkKkdkjsjjsjsjejeBRUH I CANNOT

they kiss so good omfg

OAHSBDJWJW OH TYPE WANTS AND HE WANTS IT BAd

Wow poetic cinema at its finest

Omfg I love Tharn making fun of him

Bruh why he’d have to say it like that 😔

It doesn’t have to type :((((

Tharn just wants to show you off type :///

But like I get type not wanting to tel his parents at least

I said it before and imma say it again THArn teasing type is my fav

THARNS SMILE WHEN HE CALLED HIM HIS BOYFRIEND

ugh that food looks so smacking y’all I can’t

I’m glad he apologized to Tharn NOW APAOLOGIZE TO KOM YOU BUTTHEAD

Awww he’s feeding Tharn lmao

Wtf lmao he was laying on a store mattress

LMAO

Type is ready to beat both their asses

This salesgirl lmao

FOUND OUT WHAT I CANT READ THAI

OH FOR HIS BIRTHDAY

His mom really out here

AWWW HE ASKED HIM TO GO TO HIS BIRTHDAY DINNER

Type is realllylyttt trying to catch these hands

Ugh they are so cute when type isn’t being a stubborn hoe

Overall + Preview

Overall I really liked it! They weren’t as cutesy as I thought it would be but of course that’s because despite Type finally realizing his feelings and accepting them, there’s still one underlying issue: he is not accepting of the fact that it’s a gay relationship and thus only wants to keep it a secret even though Tharn doesn’t want to. I think once this issue is solved we’ll get a lot more cutesty tharntype!!

The preview: HOOOOH BOI this next episode will be spicy!!!! A jealous type is what I’ve been wanting and hopefully it will help him in finally fully accepting his relationship with Tharn and actually being okay to showcase their relationship! Since type is a very easily angered person, I think this friend of Tharn’s will anger Type to the point of like kissing Tharn in public or something!! I guess we’ll find out next week!!

#bluescarletdiamond reviews #tharntype #tharntype the series: review #tharntype the series #tharntype the series: ep 7 #omg I just realized I forgot to post this on Monday rip

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madphantom · 5 years

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The Sound of Life - Chapter 4

The next morning they were eating breakfast. Phoenix was still wearing her pajamas.

"Phoenix," Winslow suddenly said.

"Yeah?"

Winslow looked as shy as he had on the day Phoenix had seen him for the first time. "Ahum... Phinny..."

"Yeah?"

"Phinny... on Friday it's my sister Lucy's birthday. I...I think it's about time you meet my family."

For a second she was very quiet. Then: "Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh."

Dunphy looked just like it had when Winslow had left to look for fame. A soft summer wind was blowing over the yellow fields and playing with his hair. The sky was blue. First golden leaves were sailing across the streets, but most trees were still green. Some people passed them. Not everyone recognized Winslow. Those who did looked surprised or shocked. And they whispered.

"Look!"

"It's him! It's Winslow!"

"Harry's kid!"

"The Leach boy! The one who ran off to New York!"

"The musical one, who got lessons from Carmine!"

"My God, what happened to his face?"

"And who's the girl?"

"Yes, who's the girl?"

Before he rang the doorbell Winslow realized that Phoenix deserved a warning. "Phoenix...I have five talkative sisters."

She laughed. "Good company for me. Let's go."

He pressed the bell.

For a few seconds nothing happened. Then the door opened. The fragile elderly woman in the doorway had fluffy hair and was wearing thick glasses. She hadn't changed a bit.

"Winslow!", Joan Leach yelped and pulled him into a long hug.

"Winslow?" Suddenly a tall lanky girl with equally thick glasses and a ponytail appeared in the corridor. "Winslow, bro!" She sprinted over and joined her mother in hugging the lost son.

"Whatcha sayin... Wins'!!!"

"The lost son has returned!"

"Bro! Bro! Bro!"

"Winsy! I knew you'd come back!"

"Sonny, don't you ever dare scare your poor old dad like that again!"

In the end, four siblings and the father had joined the group hug. Phoenix was awkwardly standing next to them.

Finally Momma Leach chased her children off. "Dear God, we're gonna suffocate the lost sheeple. Emmy, Jenny...Jenny! Sandy! Ellie! Harry, don't smother your son like that, I want him to live another day. Winslow, for God's sake, what kind of trouble did you get in in New York?"

He laughed shyly. "I'm gonna tell you later, first of all-" He reached out for Phoenix and pulled her to his side. "- I want you to meet Phoenix, my girlfriend."

"We've lived to see the day, my wee lil bro got himself a girlfriend," Emmy commented.

"Emmy!", Joan hissed. The girl shrugged her shoulders. Winslow laughed.

"Why are we standing in the doorway?", Jenny suddenly asked. "Come in! Let's get in the living room!"

They sat down at the table. The twins, Sandy and Ellie, brought two extra chairs.

"Winslow, we want you to tell us everything," Poppa Leach said. "And Phoenix...if he exaggerates stop him from doing that."

She laughed. "I will."

"First things first: What the hell happened to your visage?", Emmy asked.

"Emmy!"

"What? He was ugly already when he left, but it was definitely not the pollution in NYC that made him even uglier."

"Emmy!"

"No, no, she's right," Winslow laughed. "Gosh, Emmy, I missed your salty comments."

"See, mum?" She grinned triumphantly.

"Anyway," Winslow continued. "I got my head caught in a record press."

Poppa Leach looked over to Phoenix. "I asked you to prevent him from exaggerating."

"In fact he's understating,' Phoenix mumbled.

"Gosh, Winslow you've always been one clumsy individual, but this just takes the cake."

"Emmy!"

"How is it even possible to do that?"

"Right, how do you get your head caught in a fucking record press, Winslow?"

"Sandy! Language!"

"I tried to destroy all copies of Faust Death Records printed," Winslow tried to explain.

"Oh yeah, I heard those bastards play your stuff on the radio...!"

"Ellie! Language!" Everyone laughed.

"And your voice?", Joan asked.

"Same thing."

"I've told you, son, New York is no good," Harry murmured.

"But how did you two meet, I'm curious!", Jenny burst out. Everyone else was quick to beg Winslow to tell the story. He laughed. "Well, I heard her sing Faust and..."

"Dot dot dot? Ey yo, you're not usually that type," Emmy remarked.

"Emmy!"

"Sorry momma."

"We kind of lost contact after we first met and then later Winslow found me again and we had a chat - I didn't recognize him then, because-" - Phoenix gesticulated at Winslow - "-Face. Then the next day Winslow saved me from being shot and got wounded himself and while he was in hospital we started talking and, well, became a couple."

"Awwwww," Jenny commented. "Hey, Phoenix, you're his first girlfriend, just so you know."

"Really?" Phoenix looked over to Winslow. "You didn't tell me!"

He blushed. Everyone laughed.

"Lucy is gonna marry soon too!", Ellie burst out.

"Really?" Winslow raised his eyebrows. "What'd I miss?"

Sandy grinned mischievously. "His name is Oskar. He's a historian from Germany. He's divorced and has a kid."

"They met in the grocery store!", Ellie yelled.

"I wanna know more!"

"She bumped into him..."

"...more or less deliberately."

"Less, according to her! Apparently it was an accident!"

"Sure."

"When is she coming?"

"Should arrive any minute, Winslow. Get ready for confused German mumbling!"

Everyone laughed.

"I left the cake in the oven!", Joan yelled and rushed into the kitchen. She returned with a warm oven-fresh cherry pie. A wonderful smell filled the living room. Winslow felt truly at home. The doorbell rang.

"That's them!", one of the twins yelled and sped off to open the door.

"She's gonna go flippin' when she sees you, Winsy," Jenny whispered.

"I hope she doesn't get a heart attack from your visage, bro," Emmy joked.

"Emmy!", Joan hissed. Winslow quickly combed his hair over his bad eye.

"That's not necessary, you know," Phoenix remarked.

"I was just joking," Emmy agreed.

"I know, I just thought I really shouldn't shock Lucy more than necessary right away." Winslow grinned.

A short woman of around forty with wild dark blonde hair and thick glasses walked into the kitchen, only to freeze as soon as she spotted her long lost brother. She stared at him in pure shock.

"Winslow?!"

"Hi." He grinned like a young shark.

Behind Lucy a lanky redhead of forty and a little girl with pigtails appeared.

"Hey, Lucy, what's wrong?", Oskar asked.

She pointed at Winslow, her face as pale as if she'd seen a ghost. "Tha-tha-that's my brother...and he's dead!"

"Happy Birthday," Winslow replied.

Lucy looked like she'd just been forced to swallow a rolled up newspaper. "H-h-how this possible?"

She was so shocked she'd literally forgotten grammar.

The Leaches looked at each other and collectively burst out laughing at Lucy's puzzled expression. Finally Winslow got up and walked over to her.

"Jesus was resurrected," Emmy commented.

"Emmy! No jokes about God!"

"Sure, mum."

Lucy blinked five times. Then she reached out and touched Winslow to convince herself that he was, in fact, real and standing in front of her. Then her eyes widened. "I'm not dreaming!"

"Nope."

And suddenly she launched herself forward and gave him a hug. Winslow laughed. "It's nice to see you too, Sis." Over his sister's shoulder he greeted Oskar, who looked quite baffled. "Hi, you must be Oskar. My sisters told me about you..."

"Ja," Oskar replied in confusion, then realized he was speaking the wrong language. "Ich...I mean - yes, I'm Oskar."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Winslow Leach." They shook hands and Lucy let Winslow go. She reached behind herself and took the little girl's hand. "Maite, c'mon. Winslow, this is Maite... Oskar's daughter. Maite, this is Winslow - your uncle."

Maite tilted her head curiously. "Mr Winslow, why do you have silver teeth?"

"What?", Lucy asked in confusion, followed by a "Holy shit!"

She looked absolutely helpless. "Oh my God...oh my God...I... I...I need a chair."

Sandy brought her one and Lucy plummeted onto the seat. She was still staring at Winslow like he was a ghost. Joan served the cake. "Lucy, will you drop the plate if I give it to you?"

"Wha - no." She took it. She was still staring at Winslow.

"Her eyes are going to pop out any second," Harry commented.

"H-how come you're here?!", Lucy asked Winslow.

He laughed. "Ah well... it's a long story. But first of all, I want you to meet Phoenix - my girlfriend."

"Hi." Phoenix waved. "It's nice to meet you."

"Okay, I must be dreaming," Lucy slowly and serenely uttered. "Winslow's back, he got a makeover and he has a girlfriend. I'm asleep and my brain is playing tricks on me."

Winslow and Emmy collectively rolled their eyes.

"Now you're overreacting," Jenny said.

"No, I'm not." Lucy finally managed a shaky laugh. "Alright. Winsly - you have a lot to explain." She frowned. "Hey, what's that with your eye?"

Winslow wiped away his hair and Lucy visibly paled. "Alright, the tabloids weren't lying."

"Nope," Phoenix agreed. And then Winslow started telling the wild story that had happened to him. Joan gave everyone pieces of cake. Occasionally Winslow was interrupted by gasps, either from Lucy or Jenny or Joan. The twins admired Winslow's makeover. Harry asked him whether metal teeth were more useful than usual ones. Phoenix and Emmy soon appeared to get along greatly. Ellie slid off and returned with Winslow's long-lost copy of Goethe's Faust - she'd borrowed it. It was a wonderful afternoon.

When it got dark Lucy and her new family left to drive back to Oskar's home. The twins were sent to bed, but of course they didn't even bother to go.

"It is crazy to get you back, bro," Emmy at some point commented. "Specially with that Goth upgrade you got."

Winslow chuckled. "Thanks."

"Still," Jenny added. "I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up tomorrow and it would've just been a particularly nice dream."

"Me neither," Winslow laughed.

Joan checked her watch. "It's getting late. Did you take the train?"

"Yes." Phoenix nodded.

"The last train goes at midnight," Emmy said. "Will you take it?"

"Probably," Winslow replied.

"Then you oughta hurry. It's eleven thirty," Joan said. She sighed. "Winslow, I don't want to sound like a stereotypical country mum, but I hate to see you leave."

He chuckled. "I'll come back."

"You promised that last time."

"And I kept my promise, didn't I?"

"You were a year late."

"But I came."

"I have an idea," Phoenix suddenly said. "I can just leave our phone number. And y'all can call. Whenever you feel like it."

And so they did. Phoenix scribbled down her number. Then they left. When Winslow turned around for the last time he saw his family standing in the doorway and waving.

He smiled and waved back.

#you can find the other chapters under the tag the sound of life on my blog #sound of Life #phantom of paradise #phantom of paradise swan #phantom of paradise beef #phantom of paradise phoenix #phantom of paradise winslow #fanfic #madphantom #phantom of the paradise winslow #winslow leech #winslow leach #because like speaking in terms of the story hell of it is probably in winslows pov #winslow goth

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miachanelparker · 4 years

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Surprise

INVOLVED: Mia Parker, Farrah Parker, James Parker Sir, James Parker Jr., and Tyler Carter TIME FRAME: ― LOCATION: Parker Family Home; Houston, Texas SUMMARY: Mia takes Tyler to her parents house to discuss her engagement and things go left.

Mia looked to Tyler as they approached her family home, she had told her mother that she was going to bring him to her home. She had told her mother that she was engaged, that she was living with Tyler now and she knew all these things bothered her. Especially considering that she hadn’t called her back, hopefully, her mother didn’t tell her father or brother and allowed her to do so. Even if she did, maybe this all would play out all right for the both of them. They needed to understand that Tyler and she both loved each other, he was her heart, and nothing could ever change that including their opinion and feelings. “Baby?” she breathed softly to him quietly as she grabbed his hand in hers and laced their fingers “how do you feel?” she asked him softly.

Tyler pulled up to Mia’s family home and he placed the car in park, gazing over at her as she spoke, taking his hand. He chuckled softly, squeezing her hand. “I’m good,” he told her honestly. “How are you?” He asked. “You’ve been shitting bricks since this morning,” he said with a shake of his head as he leaned over, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

“I don’t know, I am a bit nervous” Mia told him quietly as she squeezed her hand in his. “Honestly, I said some things that maybe I should not have to my mother, out of sheer passion,” she admitted. “I don’t want them to hate you Tyler” she confessed, “I want them to understand that we are adults and that we can make our own decisions,” she breathed. “I didn’t sleep well last night, and I feel like crap. This is making me a nauseous wreck” she told him as he pecked her forehead.

Tyler listened to Mia, nodding slowly. His mouth formed a small ‘o’ as she explained that she had spoken to her mother. “Uh-oh,” he said gently, a little tickled by the fact that Mia got a little backbone to her. He wouldn't really dare talk back to his mother. “They will,” Tyler said sweetly. “They’ll understand once they see us together,” he told her gently. “You gotta be positive,” he said kissing her forehead once more. “I felt you tossing and turning all night,” he admitted. “Just relax. It’ll be okay,” he told her squeezing her hand once more before he pulled the key from the ignition and slid out of the car. He quickly jogged around and opened Mia’s door, helping her out.

Mia nodded her head at him as he reassured her that everything will be fine with this visit. “Okay, you are right” she told him “it’ll be fine” she said convincing herself that it will be. As he moved to get out the car he smiled gently, she unfastened herself and grabbed her bag as Tyler opened her door. “Thanks baby” she said as she climbed out of his car and she looked to her parents’ house.

Closing the door behind Mia, Tyler hit the lock on his remote, slipping it into his pocket. Moving up the walkway with Mia, he slipped his arm around her, his large hand on her hip as he pulled her close. He pressed a kiss to her hair, as they stood before the front door and he looked at her with a nod before he rang the doorbell.

Mia walked alongside Tyler as they made way for the front door of the home, as he pressed the doorbell, she looked up at him as he nodded his head. She leaned against him for a moment before she leaned upright waiting.

Mia’s brother was the first to hear the doorbell when it rang, and he jumped to get the door. JJ peered out of the window on the side of the door and saw his sister and some tall light skin man. “Oh lord” he breathed to himself his sister had gone out and got this big dude that he’d have to grill for dear life about her heart. Dang Me-Me, he thought as he unlocked the door and looked to her. “Sis” he cheered, he hadn’t seen her in a while and he missed her, looking to her hand his eyes grew “dang Mia!” he exclaimed taking her large ring in.

Hearing the door, Farrah looked to her husband who was sitting in the kitchen before she heard her son moving for the door. Drying her hands clean with a towel she set it aside before she moved towards the front door behind her son, taking the couple in she looked down at the boy. “James” she breathed as she grabbed him by his shoulder and moved his aside “hey guys, come in” she breathed to them both as she moved aside to let them.

Mia looked to her little brother and she smiled brightly “JJ!” she exclaimed as she hugged him close to her chest. His comment made her snort, chuckling at him dearly “hush you” she said trying to take the attention off of her engagement for right now. As her mother spoke she looked to her, offering her a small smile as she nodded “hey mom” she said leaning into the woman awkwardly and hugging her to her side.

Tyler stood there with Mia until the door opened and he looked at the boy and smiled, letting Mia go so that she could hug her brother. “Hey Man,” Tyler said as they pulled away before his eyes moved to Mia’s ring as well and he smirked. Lifting his eyes once more, he looked to Mia’s mother and he smiled. “Hi Mrs. Parker,” he beamed, holding out his hand to her as he towered over everyone.

JJ looked to Tyler and he nodded his head at the man “what’s up bro” he said squaring his shoulders and standing tall though he didn’t quite match his height just yet, but he was getting there, thanks to his father. “Ma” he said slyly as the woman moved his aside, why couldn’t he gawk over his sister’s huge rock. “Mia ring ‘bout the size of yours ma” he exclaimed loudly to her.

Farrah looked to her son with eyes that spoke of him meeting and untimely demise if he didn’t be quiet. She looked to her daughter and hugged her back “hi baby” she breathed before she let her go. She looked to Tyler and said “hello to him, I’d greet you with your name, but I don’t quite recall it love. You are?” she asked him receiving his hand in hers.

James moved out of the kitchen finally, no more hiding that was his baby girl after all. He walked out moving towards the front door and he stuck his hands in his pockets “baby girl, long time no see” he said to her as he looked to his son and then to Tyler. “What’s up” he said nodding his head towards Tyler.

Tyler looked to Mia’s little brother, JJ, and he nodded back at him. “‘Sup, man,” he said with a smirk, amused that the young boy was trying to size him up. He looked to Mia’s ring once more, feeling pride swell in his chest. “I did what I could,” he said with a small modest shrug. Turning his eyes back to Mrs. Parker, he bit back a chuckle. “Tyler, ma’am. My name is Tyler Carter,” he told her easily, tenderly taking her hand as she offered it and he gave her a strong but gentle shake. As Mia’s father approached, he looked at the slightly taller man in his eyes. “Sir,” he said with a respectful nod. “Pleasure to see you again. I’m Tyler Carter.” He held his hand out to the man.

Mia looked back at Tyler with a chuckle looking to her younger brother before she looked to her mom. “Mom” she said knowingly as she looked to her in shock, as if the woman didn’t meet the boy already, she toyed with them both. She looked to her dad and said “hey daddy” moving to hug him tightly.

JJ looked Tyler over again “so you my sister man huh?” her asked him next.

Farrah looked to Tyler and she nodded her head at him “nice meeting you officially” she said to him politely. Farrah closed her door behind them, locking it before she moved further into the house. “I prepared dinner; I knew you guys were coming” she said resting her hands on her full hips. “We can go… do that” she said pointing to the dining room area.

James nodded his head “likewise” he said looking to his wife and then to Mia, he hugged the girl back gently and kissed her cheek. “Food” he said “now that’s up my alley” he said pulling Mia with him as he moved towards their dining room where his wife had set up a deliciously smelling meal.

Tyler’s attention moved back to JJ and he nodded. “That would be correct,” he said easily, his dimples creasing inward as he smiled. Looking to Farrah, Tyler nodded. “Likewise,” he replied to her nodding as he stepped further into the house, getting out of the doorway. “Mmm,” he said at the thought of food, his stomach growling lightly. Slipping his hands into his pockets, he remembered the necklace he had brought as a gift for Farrah. “Oh, Mrs. Parker,” he said as he pulled out the small blue Tiffany and Co. box. “I got this for you,” he said as he held the box out towards her.

JJ looked to Tyler and he nodded his head up and down slowly before he said “hm” moving behind his father.

Mia walked with her father looking back at Tyler shooting him a look, so far so good in her opinion. She didn’t know how much her father knew but the man was being cool and so was her mother.

At Tyler’s words Farrah stopped mid stride and she looked to the boy “a gift for me?” she questioned as she grabbed the box from the boy. “You shouldn’t have” she said in her baby soft voice a smile spreading across her face. “Thanks” she offered. “Is this a bribe?” she said to Mia in creole as she moved towards the dining room. “Follow me” she told Tyler, “if anyone needs to wash their hands the bathroom is down the hall” she called out.

Tyler smiled at Farrah. “For you,” he said easily. “You’re welcome,” he told her with another smile. As the woman spoke another language, his eyebrows rose to his hairline as he looked to Mia curiously. Licking his lips, he did as instructed, moving behind Farrah, his eyes rolling over her figure absentmindedly. Clearly Mia got it from her mother because, DAMN. “I’ll be right back,” Tyler said quickly as she said where the bathroom was and he looked to Mia, his eyes looking down the hallway for approval.

At her mother’s words Mia snorted a little “no mother it isn’t, he’s genuinely like that… I told you” Mia replied back to the woman easily in creole. “Oh, one second” she said sitting her purse in her seat at the table as she pulled away from her father moving with Tyler towards the bathroom. “Here” she said grabbing his hand “it’s down here,” she said. “She made her famous fried chicken Tyler” she told him with a smirk “you gotta eat it like you love it or you’d break her heart” she joked.

James moved to sit down, having already washed his hands before hand. He was ready to grub, he cared less about meeting the boy in his mind if Mia brought a guy around, he was already good enough. Yes, in the past he was worried that she’d be jumping into something that had a rocky foundation and horrible bases but here they were.

JJ moved to sit down at the table, and he looked to the food “oh this a special occasion huh?” he said aloud. “I’m ‘bout to buss down” he exclaimed.

Farrah watched as the couple moved down the hall to wash their hands and she grabbed a glass pitcher of some sweet tea she made before she set it on the table. “Boy hush talking all that nonsense” she instructed to her son. “I don’t know why you don’t speak in a manner of which reflects the school we send you to everyday, act like you have some sense James” she told him as she looked to her husband as she sat down beside him. “Bust down?” she repeated “that doesn’t even make sense,” she stressed, confused.

Tyler licked his lips as Mia told him what her mother made for lunch and he smirked. “Oh, I promise you I won’t have to pretend, if she cooks anything like you do,” he said honestly as Mia tugged him towards the bathroom. As they entered, he pumped some soap into his hands before he turned the water on, getting his hands a little wet before he rubbed them together, lathering them up. He rinsed them off, reaching for a paper towel to dry them. He did so quickly before dropping the towel into the trashcan and he looked to Mia. “Told you everything would be okay,” he said playfully.

Mia looked to Tyler and chuckled “that is where I learned it from” she told him with a smile. As they both used the sink to wash their hands her nerves settled far more before she moved to dry her hands off “yeah you were right baby” she told him as tossed the napkin away. She looked to her hand adjusting her ring idly and she said “give me a kiss” puckering up her lips to him.

Leaning in, Tyler kissed Mia’s lips sweetly. “I love you baby girl,” he said sweetly before he asked, “ready to go back out there?”

“I love you more” Mia said to him happily, looking at him with admiration in her eyes. “Yeah” she said biting her lip as she moved out of the bathroom and back down the hall. Resurfacing Mia sat down where her purse was and looked to Tyler patting the seat next to her.

As Mia and Tyler returned James looked to them and said “alright” easily “time to pray and eat” he told them. As the man lowered his head, he said a quick prayer over their food and over the person that made it before he said “amen” he looked up moving to fix his plate. “So, Tyler, how’s that pharmacy degree coming along?” he asked him as she licked his lips.

Farrah watched Mia and she looked to her husband nodding her head at him before she lowered her head and she bit her lip, saying Amen with the man before she moved to assist in making his plate.

JJ sighed, putting his head down though his eyes were not closed, and he said “Amen” as well before he piled four pieces of chicken on his plate.

Smiling, Tyler nodded as he moved behind Mia sitting down beside her at the table. As her father prayed, he bowed his head out of respect. “Amen,” he mumbled before lifting his head. Looking to James, Tyler tilted his head to the side. “Oh, I’m an art major,” he explained. “I work part-time with the pharmacy but I’m not studying to be one,” he told her father easily. “I work alongside the main pharmacist, learning the ropes and things or at the front desk. I mainly work with the pharmacist to be able to help people if he’s not around or something.”

Mia looked to her father and then to Tyler, she still had to ask him why he was lying to her father like this and without much thought. It was crazy. She grabbed Tyler’s plate and begin to fix it for him, as she thought a good wife should considering her mother’s influence. As she was done, she sat it before him and began to fix her plate.

James looked to the boy as his wife fixed his plate and he thanked her quietly before he began to eat. “Oh, my bad” the guy said to him “so art” he said, “what you gonna do with that?” he asked him as he stuck some food into his mouth.

Farrah fixed her own plate, not making much food and she stuck her fork into her mouth. She looked to the boy and then to her husband as they spoke just listening to them back and forth.

Tyler watched as Mia made his plate and he looked at her gratefully, though she didn’t have to do it. As she set the plate before him, he picked up a piece of chicken and bit into it, a small hum of appreciation passing his lips. “It’s good,” he said to Farrah before he looked to James. “Well, I am selling pieces off and I make customs,” he admitted. “I’ve sold some of my pieces to galleries in LA and New York,” he explained. “I draw and do graffiti art,” he said; he painted too but no one really knew that part. He kept his paintings close to his heart. It was his most loved medium. “I’m also pretty good with graphic arts and mosaics,” he told her parents.

James nodded his head at the boy, he didn’t know you could really provide for an actual family with a few sketches but maybe you could. “Okay” he said nodding his head at the boy as he continued to eat hungrily. “So how did you two meet, just on campus?” he asked them both.

Mia looked to Tyler and her father as she continued to eat her food quietly. “He’s good too dad” she confirmed “you should see some of his work” she acknowledged.

JJ looked to Tyler and he raised his brow “art?” he said confused “nigga you finger painting?” he said out of his mouth as he bit into another piece of chicken.

Farrah broke off a piece of chicken and ate it quietly as he looked to James for a second. When Mia replied she nodded her head curious to see his work now, at her son words she looked at him quickly, “James Alexander Parker, don’t you ever use the language in my house again. Tyler is a young man, don’t refer to him as a nigga? Are you crazy?” she asked as she looked to her husband disgustedly.

Tyler ate more of his chicken hungrily before he moved for the greens, eating them with his fork as he nodded at her father, glancing at him with a smirk. “I mean, I try,” he said modestly. “I’m just glad people like my work enough to support me,” he admitted before looked at JJ, chuckling at the boy. He was clearly trying to overcompensate, and Tyler found it to be quite amusing; especially as Farrah began to scold him. His attention shifted back to James and he nodded. “We’ve known each other since freshman year,” he admitted. “We met through mutual friends,” he explained, looking at Mia with a smile.

Mia looked to her brother with wide eyes “JJ stop it” she said through clenched teeth. The kid was shy, laidback, and soft spoken any other day. Who did he think he was today? At her dad’s question she looked and Tyler and then back at him “yeah, you know Tyler is Aaron’s closest friend and I’m Nova’s” she said shrugging “we have kind of always been around each other and became friends ourselves” she told him looking to Tyler with a smirk.

James looked over to his son slowly, he understood that he was supposed to act as his sister’s protector but right now he looked like a damn fool. Looking to his wife, he looked back to their son and said “boy shut up and eat” scolding him before he looked back to Tyler shaking his head. “Forgive him” he said “he has old ass parents that he took by surprise” he said looking back to James.

Farrah continued to nibble on her food, looking to JJ again with a head shake before she looked to her husband. “James” she said reading between his implied lines and she said “don’t say that” with a smirk. “And on the contrary I am not old, speak for yourself dear” she mused.

Tyler looked at Mia as she too scolded her brother and he continued to eat his food, trying not to laugh too hard at the kid. Shaking his head, he looked between James and Farrah before he said, “it’s perfectly fine,” still biting back a laugh. His eyes sparkled with amusement as he gazed at her family before, he said to James, following up with the conversation at hand, “yeah it honestly was only a matter of time before we ended up together.” Eating more of his food, he added, “I had been crushing on Mia since freshman year and now she’s about to be my wife,” he said satisfactory. “I’m the happiest man alive,” he said with a smile, beaming at Mia before he looked back to her father.

James smirked at his wife, offering her a wink at her words and he scooped some greens into his mouth eating. He listened to the boy taking a chunk out of his cornbread and he stopped chewing lighting his head slowly moved as he looked to Tyler and then his daughter. He sat his cornbread down and swallowed “huh?” he asked them, as he looked to her hand seeing the ring that his son had spoken of and he sat back in his chair. “Wife?”

Farrah forked a little potato salad into her mouth and at Tyler words she looked to him sitting upright. She looked to her husband with eyes that pleaded with him not to jump off the deep end about this. She rested her hand against his on the table and held it in hers as she looked to Mia again.

JJ looked to his parents and ate without saying a word before he looked to Tyler with large eyes. Oh shit, he thought his sister was in some deep shit now.

As Tyler carried on Mia smirked happily to herself, still chomping on chicken until she heard Tyler’s last word and she looked to him slowly. She blinked slowly before she swallowed her mouth full, then she looked to her father. Wiping her mouth, she said “dad” trying to coach him to not go overboard. “That’s kind of what we came here to talk to you about. Tyler proposed a few days ago and I accepted” she breathed before she looked back at Tyler.

Tyler looked around at all the shocked faces and his smile dropped. He thought Mia had told them. Slowly he turned his head to Mia, gazing at her with apologetic eyes before he looked back to her father, sitting back slowly. Well this is awkward, he thought to himself. “Mr. Parker,” he began tentatively. “I apologize for not asking for your permission,” he said, “it was pretty spontaneous,” he admitted gently, his shoulders rising to his ears.

James looked to Farrah and asked “you knew about this? And didn’t say anything to me?” seriously. “Mia you aren’t ready for marriage, you don’t know the first thing it takes. Marriage is serious” he said to her. “And, all I know about Tyler is that his last name is Carter, that he is an art major, that he goes to your school, that he bought you a car, picked you up from my damn house, and that he does some pharmacy crap at y’all school. Come on man, this doesn’t make any sense” he told her. “Where is your head chica?” he said gazing at her. “We send you to school to get an education Mia. We are pulling money from everywhere we can to do this now, and this is what you’d rather be doing?” he asked her seriously. “This cat didn’t even have the balls enough to come in my house and ask me can he do this, come on now man….” he waved off agitatedly.

Farrah lowered her head for a moment before she looked to her husband and said “yes, but I was still processing it myself James” she said with reason. “Mia and I spoke on the phone and it were brief,” she admitted. As her husband ranted, she looked over at her young son, wishing this played out a little better than this. At her husband’s lasting words, she looked at him again.

JJ looked to his dad, then to his mother, before he looked at Tyler and Mia drinking some of his sweet tea.

Mia looked to her father as he went back and forth with her mother, Mia sat her fork down figuring there was going to be nothing more but back and forth bantering now. “Dad I know it won’t be easy and I know it’s hard work. I am not a child. I am not dumb” she said back to him. “Hear us out first please” she said trying to reason with him. As he went on to explain where he stood with Tyler, she sighed heavily to herself looking to the wall behind her brother before she looked to her father again. “My head is on all the things it was on before I left here, that has nothing to do with Tyler having my heart,” she said. “And I am getting the degree, father I am sitting at a 3.7 GPA” she stressed “I have not once taken your sacrifices for granted. Tyler and our relationship is not stopping me from getting a degree and graduating, do you hear yourself right now?” she asked pointing to her ear.

Tyler felt bad, his ears turning red slightly from embarrassment. He hadn’t meant to make this a big deal for Mia and her family. However, as her father began talking and speaking out of his ass, he shifted in his seat. His jaw set as he rolled it slowly. James was being extremely disrespectful, and he didn’t like it one bit. He was biting his tongue to keep from lashing out at the man and disrespecting Mia, but if the man said anything else, it was going to be a problem. His face turned bright red with irritation as he stared the man right into his eyes, looking into James soul at this point. Boy, if looks could kill, James would be a dead man. “I think we just need to take a minute and think about what we say before we say it,” he said still looking right at James. “Don’t want to say some things we’ll regret,” he said rolling his jaw once more.

James looked to Mia and he smacked his teeth at the girl’s response, “you don’t think you are jumping into any of this to quick Mia?” he asked looking to her before his eyes moved to Tyler and they glared at each other. Having a battle between each other quietly through looks and glares.

Farrah looked to Mia, she wanted to be both proud and upset but she couldn’t pick both or between the two. She understood her husband’s point of view and she could understand her daughters as well. Mia had just popped up with some man and now there were so many things stemming from the link that just made no sense really. Plus, they didn’t not know him, they only met him once each.

Tyler continued to glare at James, and he rolled his tongue over his teeth. “No, we don’t think anything is moving too fast,” he said answering for Mia. “We’ve known each other for years and despite whatever you might think, we truly love each other. Marriage is just the next step in our connection,” he said with a tilt of his head. “And as far as money goes, you guys can keep it. I take care of Mia now. Anything she wants, I got it. We’re good. As a husband I’m going to provide anything and everything for my wife,” he said looking at Farrah now, then back at James. “So, no worries there, Mia and I are both going to finish school and being married has absolutely nothing to do with that, you have got to be ignorant to think that it would,” he said with a slight chuckle. “Believe it or not, our generation really can do it all,” he said with a slight crack of his neck before he smirked.

Mia prepared to speak for herself, but Tyler interjected quickly to give his spill on how he felt, and Mia moved her hand to his knee, she gripped it tightly in her small hand before she ran it up his leg. She needed him to calm down a bit, this didn’t have to be this way. They could all come together on this, and she needed them to understand that. “Daddy please listen to me; I understand that you and mother both are unsettled by this because it does seem a little sudden for you all. But dad, excuse me for having to put this here, you were married several times before mother. You had to go through some things before you found your one. I get that” she said her hand hitting the table. “I get that, it’s not easy. I get that it takes work. I even get the fact that right now in our society that most people don’t endure it, but you know me” she said pointing to herself. “You know that I wouldn’t bring a man into my life or around you guys that I didn’t think I could see myself with forever, that I didn’t see as a husband” she told him. “It was spontaneous, but that is Tyler and I” she shrugged. “We have the World in the palm of our hands, and we have our entire life ahead of us. Even if this isn’t what I dream it to be, daddy people have to make some mistakes and they have to grow, and they have to evolve. That is just life” she said.

Farrah looked to Tyler as he spoke, she looked to her husband before she dropped her hand to his leg, gripping it gently. “No one is denying what you all are capable of. Mia is smart, we know that of her. We know she’s capable of enduring a lot of things people aren’t” she said to Tyler. “We as her parents do not want to see her hurt, that is my husband’s entire point” she said to him. “We know her, forgive me for having to reiterate the fact that I birthed her” she said as she looked to Mia “my baby isn’t like most girls you are probably accustomed to. She is sensitive” she said factually “she is more a lover than she is a fighter” she added “and she has not been exposed to a lot of things considering we just didn’t allow it to happen or we didn’t find it healthy for us” she said. “So, forgive us for trying to cover all bases here, but she’s ours. No matter what last name she carries ...”

James looked to Tyler and his eyes darkened as the boy continued to talk, essentially pushing buttons he didn’t know were there. As his wife began to speak for them both, he looked to her for a second before he looked back to Mia, he stared at her for a second. His eyes rolled back to Tyler and he licked his lips slowly “yeah all of that is nice” he said dismissing his wife “get the fuck out my house” he said pointing to Tyler. “Regretful words are the last thing on my mind, the suburbs didn’t raise me, I won’t tolerate no-fucking-body disrespecting me in my own house” he said as he slowly stood up to his full fight.

Tyler looked at Mia as she gripped his knee, rubbing his leg and he clenched his jaw slightly as he tried to relax for her sake. Looking to Farrah, Tyler squinted at her. “You don’t know anything about me and you’re passing judgement, what about my feelings? What if Mia hurts me?” he questioned Farrah back fervently. Tilting his head slightly, he placed his hand over Mia’s giving it a squeeze as he released a harsh breath. His eyes traveled to James and he licked his lips slowly, this man didn’t know who he was fucking with. He rose with James, squaring up with the man. “But you’re fine with disrespecting your own child?” he said lowly, glaring at James. “Just as I thought, trash,” Tyler said sneering at the man before he slowly moved his eyes to Farrah, then Mia. He was seething. Had this been anyone else, Tyler would have already pulled out his piece, but he knew it couldn’t for the sake of his relationship. “Mia,” he growled out carefully as his eyes tore away from James to gaze at her apologetically. “I am sorry,” he said genuinely. “I’ll be out in the car until you’re ready to leave,” he told her honestly, rolling his jaw once more before he leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead before he stormed out of the house angrily.

Mia looked to her mother as she spoke and she got it, everyone wanted to make sure Mia was provided for in this situation. And they could have, if they all just calmed down and listened to one another. As her father's lips parted, she looked to him, eyebrows raising before she looked to Tyler as he flew off the handle and she looked up at him eyes wide. As he removed himself from the table she looked to her parents before she moved to stand up slowly “thank you for dinner” she told her mother before she looked to her little brother. Mia grabbed her purse and stood up from the table, figuring it was time for her to go. Her hands were tied at the end of the day and she really wasn’t choosing here, she lived with Tyler, so she had to go home even if it looked as if she was leaving with him.

“Mia” JJ said as she stood up to leave “you are just going to go?” he asked her shocked, didn’t his sister care? What about him in all of this, he didn’t get to see her much and they were still a family after all was said and done.

Mia looked to her brother sympathetically, an apologetic look graced her face as she stepped out of the dining room. She didn’t know what to say, she was torn as she moved for the front door sadly closing it behind herself. She wiped her tear quickly, not wanting Tyler to see her as she moved for his car where he was residing.

James looked to Mia, “she’s made her choice,” she told the young boy as he called out for his sister. James lowered himself in his seat again as he grabbed his fork and began to finish his meal peacefully as he desired.

Farrah looked to her husband and then to Tyler, things had gotten out of hand very quickly and as Mia moved to leave, she dropped her head slightly. She could only hope that all of this was worth it, as she looked to her son. James spoke again before sitting down, Farrah got up from the table slowly, collecting plates as she did. She didn’t have much of an appetite and she honestly didn’t feel like anything would stem from this but more hurt and pain, they should’ve been able to discuss this like adults.

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Little Paul || Z.H

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Summary: After studying abroad for 9 months the younger Paul goes to live with his older brother to LA. She meets 5 boys that are going to change her life especially one of them

Words: 3.270

A/N: so I've had this idea for a long time now and i just wanted to show it to u guys. Tell me if u like it theres a possibility that is gonna have more than 1 part

April 15 2017

Bailee's POV

One hour! I've been here sitting outside the airport waiting for him to come and pick me up for one hour. I decided that it was time to call him and maybe remember him that her little sister is at the airport. I took my phone from my back pocket, I push the home button and the screen lights up just to show that I don’t have any signal. Fuck. I still have an international number. I connect to the airport Wi-Fi and FaceTime him. After three beeps he answered.

"Hi Bailee, what's popping?" Logan says calmly while I see him holding his vlogging camera towards the phone.

"Well u know everything is fine except for the fact that I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR ONE HOUR!" I scream the last part causing him to wide his eyes realizing his mistake.

"Shit. I forgot that was today I'm so sorry B I'm coming right now just wait for me" he said while he was standing from his chair and talking to some people I didn't know.

"Just hurry up I'm tired of waiting" I sigh rubbing my fingers in my forehead.

"Yeah that's hard with LA traffic but I'll do everything possible. Love u sis. See u in a bit" Before he hangs up I heard him talking to his manager about some location but I didn't put importance in that, I just want to go to sleep after a long 11 hour flight.

I saw a bench and decided to sit down while I waited my brother. I lit a cigarette while scrolling down on Instagram. I stop scrolling when I saw a picture of me and my friends back in Chile. I sigh. I miss this girls. I was supposed to be there for a whole year but shit happened and here I am. Living with one of my idiots brothers.

After 45 minutes I see a car approaching to me, it stops in front of me and Logan gets down of it. When I see him I go running to hug him. He catch me and hugs me back.

"I missed you so much Logan" I said while he gets me down.

"I missed you too B, now let's put your luggage in the car" he says while going for my suitcases but suddenly he turns to me. "Bailey I need to tell you something"

"What did you do now?" I ask him crossing my arms in my chest

"Well before coming here to get you I was really doing something very important that I didn't finish and you are going with me to finish it" he said it so fast that I barely understood while closing his eyes scared of my reaction.

"And what is that 'something' you were doing?" I say raising an eyebrow

"Well it's a music video for this boyband called Why Don't We, I swear it's gonna be fun" he puts both of his hands together in front of his chest begging for me to understand

"Do I have other option?" I say giving up already knowing he was gonna find a way to make me go anyways

"Thanks B I knew you were gonna understand" he says while kissing my forehead and taking my suitcases to the car. I'm ready to open the car door until he stops me

"Before you get in to the car I have to tell you that these guys are around your age and they are hot but you can't date any of them" he says pointing his finger to me with a warning look

"Ok I get it you don't want your little sister to have a boyfriend but what if I fell in love with one of them? Not that I want that but are you really gonna stop real love?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow

"Yes, you're not allowed to date until 40" he says hopping in to the car while I roll my eyes at him.

I hop in the car and I see a guy around my age besides me. If this is one of the boyband guy Logan was right he is hot, no he is not hot he is a God. His brown hair that was in a perfect quiff looked soft and shiny, his rosey cheeks made him look even more cute.

When he realized that I got in the car he looked at me and smirked at me. God that smirk killed me, I know Logan warned me But I never thought that they were gonna be like THIS.

"Hi, I'm Zach Herron I don't know if your brother told you but I'm one of the boys in Why Don't We" he said holding his hand out for me to take it

"Hi, I'm Bailee Paul you know the sister that no one talks about, yeah that's me" I shake his hand smiling at him. He chuckles at what I just said "Yeah my brother just told me that you were recording a music video?" I continued talking as our hands separate from each other

"Yeah it's for our new single 'Something Different' you should listen to it you're gonna like it" he says putting his sunglasses down a bit and winking at me while I let out a little giggle forgetting that my brother it's at the other side of Zach

"Ok ok too much flirting over here, I knew I should have sit in the middle" my brother says to us while he takes his vloggin camera turning it on "So we had to make a stop before going to location number two to come and get my little sister say hi Bailey" he said shoving the camera in my face

"Hi" I say shyly to the camera waving my hand at it

"Awkward, anyways we're going to the woods my boy Zach is up next cause I want you ready" he says pointing at him

"Do i look ready?" Zach says looking at him

"I can't tell you have sunglasses on"

"How bout now?" Zach says while taking his sunglasses off

"Yeah you look ready bro" he says with an excited voice. He then turns off his camera and look at Zach "You may be hot but you're not gonna date my sister neither the other boys so don't even think about it" he says with a warning look on his face

"I'm flatter, you think I'm hot" Zach says while putting back his sunglasses gaining a stare from Logan "Ok ok I'll try not to do something" lifting his hands as he was not guilty a little giggle left my lips making Logan look at me with a serious face, I stopped and started to look out the windows as if nothing had happened.

After a few minutes we got to the place where they're gonna film there were people already there. A guy came to Logan to explain where was everything and where they had to go, I just followed Logan while he was vlogging the place

while Logan was going up the stairs vlogging Zach i decided to stay right there and I sat down on one of the couches until I saw Jeff, Logan manager’s

“Bailee long time no see” he says while getting closer to me to give me a hug

“Yeah it’s been a couple of months” I say getting out of his embrace

“So are you gonna go upstairs to see howyour brother works or what?” he says pointing where Logan went a couple of minutes before

“I think I’m gonna go in a little I’m just gonna rest for a while”

“Ok I’m gonna go to see if your brother has broke something already” He says turning to the stairs while I laugh at his statement

I sit again in one of the couches and lit a ciggarette just sitting there when i see four guys around my age entering the place where I was, they stopped and looked at me with clear confusion on their faces until one of them decides to speak

“Hey you must be Bailee? Logan sister?” the taller one says to me with confusion still on his face

“Yeah that is me, and I suppose you are the other guys in the band?” I ask them but before they could answer my brother comes down the stairs with his laptop on his hands and when he sees the boys he stop what he is doing

“guys this is Bailey my little sister, and Bailey this are Jonah” he points the taller one that talked before “Daniel” He points one with pretty ocean eyes that you could see miles away “Jack” he points one that is smaller than the others with curly hair that I think it can’t be real “and Corbyn” he points the blonde one “they are the guys that I told you before” He says looking at me then he turns tolook at them “she’s out of limits you can’t date her” raising his eyebrows and pointing his finger to them to then go inside the house

As I roll my eyes at him the boys get closer to me and sit down with me.

“So what brings you to LA?” Corbyn asks me

“Well I was studying abroad in Chile but shit happened and my mom thought it was best for me to come here and stay with one of my brothers until I get my shit together” I tell them while I finished my ciggarette

“Wow that must be tough but hey if need someone to have fun with we are here we can be friends” Jack says with an excited tone while the other three look at me with big smiles on their faces

“thak you guys I apreciate it” I say with a smile on my face just when I say that Logan comes out the house and looks at me squinting his eyes

“Were you smoking?”

“If you are trying to stop me from doing it don’t try anymore I’m no gonna listen to you” I say to him in an annoyed tone

“Ok I’ll let you continue with that but you can’t do it in front of mom” he says giving up knowing that he can’t make me change my opinion giving me a warning look

“Ok I’ gonna tell her that I quit by the way when she is coming?”

“I don’t know in like a month I think” he claps his hands together making us all jump “Well we have a musicvideo to make where is Zach?”

“I’m here” Zach says coming down the stairs out of nowhere with different clothes than before

“Ok let’s go shoot” my brother says going up the stairs

We stayed a couple of minutes talking with the boys, they are really cool I think we are gonna be good friends, until we hear that something fall in the trees behind us I stand up to realize it was a ball i look upto see who has throw it and I see Zach looking at me with his cheeks redder than before while Logan whas vlogging all of this

“Hey Bailee can you take the ball out for us?” Logan ask me as if he hasn’t done anything, I see where the ball is and I can’t reach for it it’s to high up in the trees

“Yeah that it’s not happening, it’s too high. You weren’t supposedto be recording?” they both look at eachother and run where they should be. Iturn to the guys looking at me with big smirks on their faces “What?”

“Oh it’s nothing, let’s go to see the shoot” Daniel says and with that the four of them gets up and go up the stairs Ijust stand there for aminute before following them to the location

when we get there we see Logan, that has an horrible hat on by the way, and Zach fighting about if the leafs were poison ivy or not (they clearly were poison ivy) I roll my eyes as I see these scene after these they start recording Zach’s part.

When they finish recording these part Logan tells me that we have to go to the beach to record some more parts, as we were going down the stairs I was talking to Corbyn and he told me he has a girlfriend that lives in NY and how he thnks we are gonna be good friends if i meet her then I hear Logan turning of his camera and he turns to me

“I CALL SHOTGUN!” He screams in my direction and after this he ges running to the car that Jeff was gonna drive

“Oh you are on!” I say while running behind him clearly not passing him and he hops in the passenger seatscrolling down his window

“HA, I win! hop in the car loser” I give him a death stare while hopping into the car moments after Zach and Jonah enter the car, Zach being besides me, he enters and looks at me and gives me a smile that makes me wanna just grab him and kiss him but Ican’t do that so I just smiled him back

After a while we got to the beach as we were waiting for the other guys to get to the place Logan started to mess around with his camera recording how some random dude look like the hangover guy, as I saw the beautiful sea Zach got close to me

"So are you having fun?" He asked when he got beside me looking how the ocean moved

"Yeah it's been a great day but I don't know if I'm gonna get used to this LA life you know I'm too average for that by the way I like your song I'm gonna start listening to you guys" I say turning to him and giving him a big smile

"Yeah I still can't get used to this singing life but you know we are here if you need anything we're just like you and thanks I really appreciate that you like our music" he said giving me one of his smiles, I blushed a little and looked down to the floor

"Hey Zach, Bailee the guys are here let's go before Logan kicks your ass when he sees you're flirting with his sister" he pats Zach on the back while we both blush like crazy, a little laugh left Jonah's mouth, we started wto walk where Logan was and saw the other guys with him

“WHO’S READY TO SMASH?” Logan screams, Jack and Zach follow him and I just roll my eyes at them while shaking my head side to side

“So you and Zach?” Daniel asks me while wiggling his eyebrows at me

“Pfff no, I’m not looking for someone right now but if I did there would be a big problem called Logan” I look at him while pointing at my brother that was messing around with the other boys

“Ok Bailee your secret it’s safe with me, I’m not gonna tell Logan nor Zach that you have a crush on the little Zachary” as soon as he said those words he left towards the others boys leaving me standing with my mouth wide open

“B, close your mouth if you don’t want flies in there” Logan close my mouth while he passes by as I roll my eyes at him following him to the shore

As we waited to be everything to be set up to start recording the guys were taking some pictures and messing up with Logan while I sit down I lit another cigarette watching the waves crashing on the sand and feeling the cold breeze hitting my face just thinking on the moment, as I finished smoking I got up and went where the were just to find my brother taking off his pants I shake my head laughing at my stupid my brother

after this break they continued shooting the music video when they finished we stayed a couple of moments just hanging out until we decided that it was time to go, as we were going to parking lot I was talking to Jack, Zach and Daniel about some random stuff

“Guys come here with me we need to finish the Vlog” Logan called the guys and with that they followed my brother

after finishing the vlog a fan came to Logan to ask him for a picture I was happy to see him succeed I felt some hand touching my shoulder and as I turn around I see Zach in front of me

“Hey Bailee I just wanted to let you know that I had a great time with you so I was wondering if you could give me your phone number? you know to hang out sometime, if you don’t want to it’s ok I understand I’m not pushing you or anything” Zach was scratchin the back of his neck while telling me this

“Of course, I had a great time with you guys here give me your phone” He passes me his phone and while I put my number in it I can feel his stare that makes me blush after I finish I give his phone back ”Hope to see you soon Zach, bye” I smile at him and turn on my heels to go where Logan is

“Let’s go home sis” Logan wraps an arm around my shoulder leading me to the car where my stuff were, the drive was calm listening to some music and talking once in a while.When we got to the apartment the first thing I saw was maverick

“Maverick! I missed you!” He started to make so much noise when we came I let him out not before closing windows and doors, he instantly flew to my shoulder and stayed there for a while

“Hey Logan you think tomorrow you have some time to take me to repair my phone it’s not taking any signal I think it’s because the country change” I ask him while i pet Maverick

“Yeah I think we have some time, remember I’m moving tomorrow and you are gonna help me with that, now go to sleep take my bed and here is the Wifi password if you need it” after this he kisses my forehead and guides me to his room leaving Maverick on his cage

I put the password on my phone and while I wait for all my messages to pop up I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put me some pajamas after that I turn off the lights and go to bed, I check all my social media before locking my phone and put it on my nightstand just after I close my eyes I feel my phone buzz I take it and see it’s a message from an unknown number

‘Hey Bailee it’s Zach I just wanted to tell you that I had a great time today, maybe we can hang out again sometime with the boys? just let me know when you can x.’

I smiled when I read it, he’s so cute. I started to write a message for him

‘Hey Zach I had fun too, and I would love to meet up again, this week I have to help Logan with moving out his stuff so maybe next week? let me know x.’

I lock my phone and left it on my nightstand ready to fall asleep with a big smile on my face.

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carebear102279 · 6 years

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waking up in vegas

Antonio walked into 51 to talk to gabby. Saw she was working chout. Nowhere was sylvie.

“Hi gabby, new ambulance partner?”

“Only for a week, while sylvie is on vacation.”

“So where did sylvie go?”

“Vegas.”

“With who?”

“Why do you want to know bro?”

“Dammit gabby.”

“Alright don’t shoot the messenger, but she went with kelly, kim and adam.”

“Are her and kelly dating?”

“This is really bugging you isn’t antonio. As far as I know they are just friends. But what does it matter it’s been over for both of you a long time.”

“She deserves better then kelly, sis.”

“First you say she deserves better then you, now she deserves better than kelly. In your eyes there will be no one good enough for her. Sylvie deserves to be happy. Even if it’s with kelly. So what if last time kelly went to vegas, he got married.”

“Gotta go sis.” He took off to his truck.

Gabby yelled “don’t do anything stupid antonio!!”

Antonio got on the next flight to vegas. After he took personal time off. He had no idea what he was going to do. He wasn’t thinking straight. Arriving in vegas, he looked down at the info he got from jay. The hotel they were staying at. Approaching sylvie’s room, antonio took a deep breath and knocked.

Opening the door, sylvie stood there shocked with her mouth wide open. “Antonio what the hell are you doing here?”

Antonio “Truthfully I don’t know. Why are you here with kelly?”

“Kelly is just a friend, not that’s any of your business.”

Antonio “can we talk sylvie?”

Sylvie let him in. “So you’re not sharing a room?”

Sylvie rolled her eyes “I told you kelly and I are just friends. We’ve been through alot this past year. Both of us losing people we love. Kelly losing anna. Me losing you. So we’re here to have fun.”

Sylvie “you still need to explain why you’re here.”

Antonio “can we get a drink and talk?”

Sylvie “fine. Just let me get dressed. She went into the bathroom to get dressed. I’m not getting dressed out here.”

Walking into the hotel bar. Kelly was there with stella. Adam and kim were together.

Sylvie “kidd, you finally made it!” She hugged her.

Kidd “I see you have company.”

Sylvie “He just showed up. So I’ve agreed to talk to him. Then he can go back home.”

Kelly “just hear him out sylvie.”

Sitting down at a table, just the two of them. “So antonio you’ve got 15 minutes to explain what the hell you’re doing here. I don’t have the energy to deal with jealous antonio. I know that’s why you’re here.”

Antonio “well you’re right about me being jealous. I guess the thought of you moving on with kelly. Well it just got to me. Maybe it’s because I still care about you. That I am in love with you. Letting you go was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life. My life without you has been hell. I’m so sorry I broke your heart, but I also broke my heart. Please give us another chance.”

Sylvie “antonio I do love you. But you hurt me. My heart can’t take you walking away again. Especially when it involves your ex wife. I can’t and won’t compete with laura for your attention. Your kids are a part of your life. I love your kids. Laura is just the mother of your children, you can’t let that woman dictate your life anymore. She’s your past. Your future is right here in front of you. I will never expect for you to put me first, your kids come first. Since I was adopted as a baby. I know the kids are an important part of who you are. I don’t need sympathy for being adopted. My parents are wonderful. But I will not put up with laura’s bitchy attitude. I’m not asking you to change overnight. But you need to stand up to her. Those are your kids too. If I’m going to be with you, laura has to realize that your kids are in my life too.”

Antonio “I’ll do my best to be the man that you deserve, if you’ll give me another chance.”

Sylvie “of course I’ll give you another chance. I love you.” She kissed him.

Antonio “I love you too.” He pulled her in for a kiss.

They continued to drink and laugh. Dancing and making out. They were definitely drunk. Before they knew it, they were getting married. Waking up together in bed, both of them hungover.

Sylvie “antonio let’s use our quite voices this morning.”

Antonio “agreed. I haven’t been this hungover since I was a teenager.”

Sylvie “antonio dawson, I’m shocked you breaking the law. By underage drinking.”

Antonio “you’re so adorable when you’re trying to tease me.”

Sylvie “do you have any idea what happened last night? Besides the obvious.”

Antonio “no clue.”

Sylvie felt something on her left hand. Looking, it was a diamond ring on her finger. “Holy shit!!”

Antonio “what?” Sylvie grabbed his left hand. “Sylvie what the hell happened last night!!”

Sylvie “I’m beginning to figure it out. We aren’t ready for this.”

A knock at the door, it was room service. Complimentary breakfast for the newlywed couple. “Mr & Mrs Dawson congratulations. Here is your photo from last night, video and your marriage license. Wishing you a long happy marriage. Anything you need just ask. Again congratulations to both of you.”

Sylvie was sitting on the bed speechless. Antonio sat down next to her, taking her hand in his.

“Antonio what have we done?”

“Well mrs dawson it appears we got married.”

Sylvie smacked his chest “I know that you smart ass. What are we going to do? We aren’t ready for this. We could get an annulment.”

Antonio “no. I want to try and make this work. I love you, sure this wasn’t planned. But this is the kinda of crazy we need in our lives. So take a deep breath, it’ll be ok.”

Sylvie “I love you too. What about our living arrangements?”

Antonio “well we could live in your apartment or mine.”

Sylvie “well I live with cruz and otis, since my rent was raised. So I guess you can move in with us.” She had a gleam in her eyes.

Antonio “you’re so funny. I’d like you to move in with me. Oh god I just thought of something.”

Sylvie “what?”

Antonio “before I left 51, talking to gabby. When I found out you went to vegas with kelly. Gabby told me not to do anything stupid.”

Sylvie “well at least you didn’t beat up kelly. But our plane leaves this afternoon, what do you want to do in the meantime?”

Antonio “make love to my wife.” He picked her up and put her on the bed.

The three couples boarded the plane heading to chicago.

Antonio and sylvie looked at each other. Knowing their lives and the lives around them were going to change.

The first thing they did was drive over to gabby’s and matt’s place. Where his mom and kids were there visiting. Walking through the door. Everyone was sitting there waiting. His mom, dad, eva, Diego, matt and gabby.

Antonio “well you all know I went to vegas. Gabby I’m sure told you. Well we have something to tell.”

Gabby “you are back together.”

Sylvie “yes, but there’s more.”

Gabby “oh god more?”

Antonio “we got married in vegas.”

Sylvie “yes we got married.”

Gabby “have you two lost your minds.”

Antonio “well we were drunk. You figure it out. I love sylvie, we are both willing to make this work.”

Sylvie “yes, I love antonio very much. So I want to make my marriage work with antonio. So some support would be great.”

Diego “I’m happy both of you are back together.” He hugged both of them.

Eva “daddy I know sylvie makes you happy. That’s what matters.”

Gabby “of course I’m happy for both of you. This is just unexpected. Sylvie we’re sisters!”

Sylvie “I know, I’ve always wanted a sister.”

Camila “ Antonio and sylvie I wish both of you a lifetime of happiness.” Hugging both of them.

Diego “does mom know?”

Antonio “no, it doesn’t matter what she thinks. She is the mother of my children. For that I’ll always care about her, but only that. I’m thankful to have both my kids in my life. Laura is my past. My future is with my beautiful wife sylvie and my kids. We’re a blended family. Trust me kids sylvie isn’t the mean step mom type.”

Eva “we know that dad. Plus sylvie and I can share clothes.”

Sylvie “sure that sounds fun. But not all of my clothes. Like some of my dresses and tops.”

Antonio “agreed, eva some of sylvie’s clothes aren’t appropriate for your age. But we’ll figure things out.”

Camila “I have to get the kids back to laura’s. Unless you want to antonio. She should hear it from you that you got married.”

Antonio “you’re right ma.”

Sylvie “well I’m coming with. I need to get used to dealing with laura. We’re in this together antonio.”

Antonio and sylvie arrived at laura’s to drop of the kids. Laura was outside waiting for the kids.

Laura “so this is why your mom had them.” She glared at sylvie.

Antonio “Look laura, don’t start. However I have something to tell you. I want you to hear it from us. Before I tell you I will not tolerate you using our kids as pawns anymore. I have resources available to fight you, to ensure my rights as a father. Sylvie and I got married in vegas 2 days ago. I love my wife.

Sylvie "it’s true laura. We did get married in vegas. I love my husband with my whole heart. You are eva and diego’s mom, I’m never going to get in the way of that. But I’m married to their dad, so I’ll be a part of their lives as a step mom. I’m never going to try to replace you laura. You are their mom.”

Laura “well antonio you go from dating, breaking up, to married in vegas to this blonde. What kind of example does that show our kids. She’s to young for you.”

Antonio “Laura, stop. Her name is sylvie dawson, she’s my wife. I hope this shows our kids to follow their heart, because my heart led me back to my one true love. Sylvie isn’t to young for me. She’s the best thing that has ever happened to me. So you need to get over the fact that the sun doesn’t revolve around you. You are the mother of my children. That’s it. Sylvie is my wife, you will not come between us again. You will not use eva and diego against me. You will no longer dictate my life anymore laura. So we are going to resolve this custody issue between us like adults. I’m done playing games with you laura. So we’ll meet next Friday at the lawyers office and settle this once and for all. My new wife will be a part of this. So we’ll see you next Friday.”

Laura stood there speechless. As antonio and sylvie drove away. “Antonio I’m so proud of you. You stood up for yourself with laura. Plus you stood up for us. I’ll be with you every step of the way. Because I love you, I love your kids.”

Antonio “thanks baby. I love you, I love that you love my kids. One day in the future we’ll have our own kids to love together. Eventually I want to start a family with you. You will make a great mom.”

Sylvie “I’d like that too. I love you so much. Having our baby grow inside of me would make me so very happy.”

Antonio “we should go get your things.”

Sylvie “that way I can tell otis and cruz.”

Arriving at the apartment, sylvie unlocked the door. “Cruz, otis are you home? I don’t think they are home. So let’s get my things. Basically it’s my clothes, books and a few other things.”

They finished sealing the last box. When they were finishing, cruz and otis walked in.

Otis “hey brett welcome home. This place has fell apart in the week that you were gone.”

Sylvie walked out of her room, to face her roommates. She had a sad look on her face.

Cruz “I know that look sylvie, what’s wrong?”

Sylvie “well something happened in vegas. I did something that will definitely impact my life.”

Otis “you and kelly didn’t get married? Please say you didn’t pull a severide!!”

“Funny otis, brett’s not the type to do something that impulsive.” Cruz laughed.

Sylvie “well I didn’t marry kelly, but I did get married. Ok you can come out of the bedroom, I’m sure they won’t kill.”

Antonio appeared from the bedroom. “Well roommates this is the man I married in vegas. I think you’ve met antonio dawson.”

Otis “very funny brett. Stop joking around.”

Antonio “actually we did get married in vegas. No joke, sylvie is my wife.”

Sylvie “Look I know it’s shocking. Trust me we were shocked when we woke up hungover. I love antonio, we are going to make this work.”

Antonio “I love sylvie too. I want to make this work.”

Cruz “well antonio you better not break brett’s heart again. I’m not joking antonio.”

Antonio “Look cruz, I promise I’ll be the man she deserves. I won’t break her heart.”

Cruz “well then congratulations to the both of you.”

Otis “Congratulations. Now let us help with your boxes.”

Sylvie “thanks guys!!”

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percywinchester27 · 7 years

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The surprise

Word count: 1600-ish

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Fluff! :)

A/N: This is for my Darling friend Kari’s ( AKA @thing-you-do-with-that-thing) birthday! Despite what you say, you ARE an older sis to me, and I love you more than I can put into words. Thank you for adopting me and for sticking by me in my thick and thin. I hope you like this ;)

beta’d by the super sweet and talented @deanssweetheart23. Thank you so much babe! I owe you one!

"So where are we going?" You asked, tugging at the blindfold. Sure, you loved birthday surprises, but the guy in the driver's seat had been taking it to the other freaking end. He had been at it for days now.

Jensen would turn up late for dates, wouldn't stay over anymore, and every time you asked him, he'd sweat bullets and change the topic. If you didn't know your boyfriend better, you'd have jumped to the worse conclusions. You would have assumed the very worst and started panicking about it. But you knew Jensen. He was as big a dork as you when it came to little things, but if it was something serious, he was enough of a gentleman to come clean about it.

So you turned to the next best option available, and ended up at Jared's house at an ungodly hour. This was easier than worrying about what was wrong with Jensen. Jared's annoyed expression immediately softened when he saw you at the door, before turning into a worried one.

"Y/N?" He rubbed at his eyes, 'What's wrong?"

"I need you to tell me what's wrong with Jensen," you asked, point blank.

"What's wrong with him?" He was looking more and more confused by the minute. Which would have been adorable if you hadn't been hyperventilating with worry.

"Something is," you threw your hands up in the air, barging into the living room. "I know there is something wrong with the guy because he is avoiding me like the fucking plague. He's never home anymore. Doesn't even stay back to walk Santo these days. And he loves doing that. So don't you tell me there is nothing wrong with him!"

You watched as obvious understanding dawned on Jared's face, before he ran a hand through his hair, looking equal parts guilty and nervous.

"I know you know something, you giant moose," you narrowed your eyes at him, wiggling a finger. "You better tell me what it is."

Jared shifted his weight from one leg to another. He knew you were stubborn to the last cell of your body. One way or another, you would find out.

He sighed. "I swear to God Y/N, if you breathe a word about this to him…"

"Just spit it out already!" You all but yelled.

"Fine," he gave in. You had never seen him look guiltier, and this was including the time he had decided that it was funny to let the air out of your tires, making you late for work. "He is planning a birthday surprise for you."

"Oh…" It was all you could say. You had been so worried about something being so inexcusably wrong with him, that the thought of a birthday present for you hadn't even crossed your mind.

"He is planning a birthday present for me, by ignoring me?" You thought out loud, tilting your head to a side.

"These things take time, Y/N," Jared said sagely, and you narrowed your eyes at him again.

"What do you mean by these things?"

"Nothing! I already told you enough to land me in lifetime's worth of trouble. I'm not saying another word," he said, shaking his head.

He promptly banished you from his house after that, muttering about lifetime of trust issues, broken bro code and such.

That had been two weeks ago, and even though patience was not exactly your best quality, you decided to take things at Jensen's pace and be nice about it.

However, you still loved making Jensen uncomfortable once in a while as you fake whined about how little time he was spending with you. Now that you knew there was nothing to worry about, it was almost easier to watch him go, when he untangled himself out of your arms on Saturday nights. Almost.

"Are we there yet?" You whined from the passenger's seat. You had been counting the time. It hadn't been more than half an hour. After a while even the turns he had been taking became harder to remember. Left, right, left, left again…left… or was it right? Uhhggg…Where was he taking you?

You would be lying if you said that you hadn't been giving "the surprise" any thought. In fact, on lonely nights, it was all you could think about. What was this present that was keeping him away from you? Was he taking you out to a lunch? Was he planning the perfect date? The poor guy barely got weekends off from all the flying and hectic shooting schedules. You hated to think that he was putting unnecessary efforts into the gift and tiring himself.

"Almost there," he said lightly, but you could hear the smile in his voice.

"You're such a tease," you giggled.

"Yeah, you love it," he told you.

"Not so much right now."

The car slowed down and gradually came to a halt.

"We're here," he announced.

"Fucking finally," you muttered, as he helped you out of the passenger seat, gently guiding you over what felt like smooth asphalt.

You tried to tap at the floor with your foot to try and gauge where you were, but you gave it up in no time, because you could barely think of anything that wasn't Jensen the moment his hands touched your bare shoulder. A tingle went up your spine. You shook your head at the effect the man had on you.

He guided you up a couple of steps and you couldn't help but tug at the blindfold.

"Hey, you can't remove it yet," Jensen chided you. "Only a couple of minutes now.”

"Okay," you acquiesced, drawing both your hands behind your back, playing the good girl. It earned you a chuckle from Jensen. It was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard.

You heard him fumble with keys, and then a lock click.

"Where are we?" You couldn't help but ask. He only chuckled in response, drawing you closer, as he closed the door behind the two of you.

God you wanted to jump his bones right then and there as the door hit the frame and the lock clicked. But there was no telling whether or not you were alone, so you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and behaved yourself. Jensen led you through seemingly familiar turns inside the space until you were treading another set of stairs, but this time you were stepping down, into cool grass.

You could feel Jensen's plump lips against your forehead as he kissed you chastely.

"I'm gonna open the blindfolds now," he murmured against your skin. You knew him well enough to sense the nervousness in his voice.

His hands fumbled a little as he undid the knot, and you opened your eyes. It wasn't what you had expected, yet your heart took off at a sprint.

You were standing in the backyard of Jensen's water facing property. At first you didn't realise what was different, and then you saw it.

It was a kennel. Small and very woodsy. It wasn't very decorative, but it was neat and well made. What made it special was that it was the exact color of your house. The roof had shingles of the exact shade of brown and the wooden walls were painted the same pastel hue. That and the fact that the small board above it read "Santo."

Your eyes immediately filled up as you grasped the meaning behind his gesture, and you turned back to see him staring at your nervously, his hands scratching the back of his neck.

"It's very small, and I really didn't know what I was doing at first, but I think it's come out okay. The backside is a little dented because Jared sat on it at some point and we didn't have time to get more planks. And I know Santo doesn't sleep outside, he sleeps on the bed with you, but I just thought it would be nice to…"

You cut his nervous rambling off as you captured his lips in yours, conveying your obvious answer. You could feel him loosening into your touch, as all the tension left his body. His arms enveloped around you, and he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. When you finally broke off, the two of you were out of breath.

"It's beautiful," you told him. "But you didn't have to do all that to ask me to move in with you, dumbass!"

"Who told you I was asking you to move in?" He winked, leaning in for another kiss. "I only want Santo."

You giggled at that, hitting him playfully in the chest. "You idiot!"

He pulled you against his chest, and you sighed contentedly. "I love you, Y/N. I know it's only been a couple of months, but it's stupid to wait when you know you've found the perfect person. Happy birthday, Y/N/N."

You knew you didn't have to say it back to him, because he understood. So you only burrowed deeper in his hold, tightening your arms around him. The thought of waking up to him every morning and sharing your life with him was so overwhelming that you weren't sure you could manage to speak without your voice breaking just yet.

But Jensen understood, you knew he did.

All you wanted to do was pull him back into the house and drag him into the bed with you. Which was exactly what you did. Santo could manage to stay out of the bed for one night ;)

This is my first time writing RPF out of blurbs. PLEASE tell me if I sucked?

Tagging the Jensen tag team that never expected to be tagged (Surprise bitches!):

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Taking the liberty to tag @mysupernaturalfics cause why not :P

#jensen x reader #reader x jensen #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles fanfiction #jensen ackles rpf #rpf #reader x jensen ackles #jensen reader insert #the surprise #Ana writes Jensen #Ana writes RPF #anawrites #anawritesspn

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queen-scribbles · 6 years

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Catching Up

@pillarspromptsweekly fill #12: Modern AU. Tavi and Khel super ran away with this one on me, but what else is new? Blah title, but it’s the best I could do.

The shower felt good.

Tavi leaned her forehead against the tiled wall and let the hot water run over sore muscles, bruises, and a couple ribs that felt more tender than they probably should. Maneha had been a good match today. She worked her mouth and spat toward the drain. Almost no red. Good, her split lip had finally stepped bleeding.

With a sigh, Tavi pushed away from the wall and actually finished washing her hair. She’d been just standing here for fifteen minutes, and she needed to give the hot water time to recover before Aloth got home tonight. After two weeks away and fourteen hours on a plane, she figured the only thing he might want more than a shower would be sleep. She smirked to herself as the last of the shampoo ran off and circled the drain. Sleep would probably top the list; Aloth had never been comfortable so much as dozing on planes. In which case, she could go a few more minutes, see if she could get the knot in her right shoulder to loosen just a little more...

Before she knew it, a few minutes had turned into eight, and the water was turning from hot to tepid. “Whoops,” she muttered out loud as she turned it off, adding a silent prayer it recovered quickly. The only thing worse than cranky Aloth was cranky jet-lagged Aloth, though both were rare, and he always apologized profusely soon as his mood improved. (and really, who the fuck wasn’t cranky when they were jet-lagged?)

Hopefully he’d want to sleep first, shower later and Tavi’s entire inner monologue would be moot. For now, though, she was getting chilly as the steam from the shower dissipated, so she reached for her towel. She’d only made it halfway through drying off and getting dressed when she heard the apartment door open and close. Tavi was in the middle of a frowning glance at the clock--His flight doesn’t get in for at least two hours--when she heard a familiar voice.

“Tav? You home?”

She rolled her eyes. It would be Khellin. Her brother was one of two people besides her and Aloth with keys to both the apartment and the building. Keys that were supposed to be for emergencies, or if she needed him to feed Quaro, but Khellin routinely used them when he came over for visits.

“Out in a minute!” she hollered, quickly yanking on sweatpants and a tank top. “Khel, what have I told you about texting before you show up at my fuckin’ door?”

“I did!” he protested, voice getting louder as she exited the bedroom. “You didn’t answer.” Enlightenment flashed in his green eyes as she reached the living room. “Ah. And now I know why. Your post-gym showers always take at least fifteen minutes. Longer if Maneha was on her game. Which I’m guessing she was, from the look of that shiner.”

Tavi winced and gently felt around her left eyes. “Shit, does it look that bad?”

“Yep.” Khellin grinned as he flopped on the couch.

“Great.” It was her own fault for not dodging quickly enough, but she still felt momentarily grumpy toward Maneha for being such a damn good shot. “So what’re you doin’ here? Didn’t you just get back from.... was it Readceras this time?”

Khellin shook his head. “That was a couple months ago. This was Ixamitl.”

“Whatever. My point is, why’re you here instead of Maia’s?” Tavi practically demanded as she perched on the arm of the couch.

“She doesn’t own me,” he joked. “We’re dating, not married.”

“Khel.”

“You left me a voicemail.” Khellin slid his phone from his pocket and spun it absently on the coffee table. “Said to call you when I got back into town.”

“Yeah, call me, Khel,” Tavi emphasized, arms crossed for good measure. “Not show up at my place unannounced instead instead of seein’ your fuckin’ girlfriend first.”

Khellin stared at her. “You left a fucking voicemail, Tav.”

“And?” she shrugged, arms still crossed.

“You never leave voicemails. Ever. If I don’t answer, you text me. I was worried somethin’ was wrong with you or Aloth...” His eyes narrowed and he glanced around the apartment. “Speaking of... Where’d he go this time?”

Tavi sighed. “Damn, you’re good. Aedyr. Someone bought what they claim is ‘the definitive Concelhaut manuscript’ at--get this--an estate sale.”

“And since he’s something of an expert on Concelhaut--and cheaper than these snotty academics with five degrees--he got begged to come authenticate it?” Khellin guessed, running his fingers through his hair.

“More or less,” Tavi nodded. “Two degrees is much more affordable than five. He’s been there two weeks ‘cause they pulled the ‘Oh, while you’re here, can you look a these other books too...’ bullshit an’ he’s s’pposed to get home tonight...”

“Aw, does someone miss her boyfriend?” he said teasingly.

“Nope,” she deadpanned, biting back a smile.

“You’re full of shit, sis,” Khellin shot back, stuffing his phone back in his pocket. “Kana picked me up from the airport cuz Maia’s workin’ a double today--’nother reason I didn’t go see her first--an’ he said you were super mopey during your shift last night.”

“Please, he was in for one drink,” Tavi said, rolling her eyes. “Twenty minutes, tops. He just wanted to vent about the fuckin’ school plannin’ to cut the music and arts budget to practically nothin’, and I can’t blame him. He’s poured his heart and soul into that job and those kids for three years. I’d be pissed as hell. He just got a little melancholy an’ slightly more rambly than usual. I could barely get two words in edgewise, so how the fuck could he tell if I was mopey?”

Khellin shot her a ‘you’re kidding, right?’ look. “Tav. He’s your best friend. He can read you better than anyone other than me an’ Aloth. Bringing us back to my point that you miss your boyfriend.”

“No,” Tavi insisted, arms wrapping tighter in a self hug. “I don’t miss my boyfriend.” Gods, she hoped her eyes weren’t giving anything away.

If they were, Khellin missed it. “Tavi-”

“I miss my fiancé.” She held up her hand and wiggled her fingers, smirking triumphantly. Oh, was it ever worth how long she’d been sitting on that news to get to watch her brother’s jaw hit the floor.

“Holy shit...” Khellin blinked a few times and kept staring at her hand. “Holy fucking hell.” His gaze shifted to her face (which was plastered with the mother of all shit-eating grins) and he glowered half-heartedly. “You dick. You’ve been sitting on that for two weeks without telling me?!”

“Not my fault you were in the middle of nowhere for a month with shitty cell coverage. Also, I wanted to tell you in person so I could see your face, and Hylea’s tits was it worth it,” she said, all but gloating as she spun the ring around heer finger so he could see the scrollwork engraving. Between her job and her favorite hobbies, something with a stone would have been a bad idea, which Aloth had taken into account and compromised for accordingly.

“Dick,” Khellin repeated, tossing a throw pillow at her.

“Thanks, bro,” Tavi laughed, catching the pillow and hugging it to her stomach.

“One thing I gotta know--and don’t let the fact I have money riding on this affect your answer--who asked who?”

Tavi winged the pillow back at him. “We’re gonna circle back around to the fact you all were bettin’ on me an’ Aloth’s love life, but, uh, he asked me.”

“Dammit!”

She grinned. “Sorry, Khel.”

“No you’re not,” he groused, slumping low enough to put his feet up on the coffee table.

“You’re right, I’m not, and get your damn feet off my coffee table. Gods, who raised you?”

“You did,” Khellin snarked, dropping his feet back to the floor.

“Oh, yeah, that’s right,” Tavi deadpanned. She slid from the arm of the couch down to sit next to him. “Seriously, though, Khellin, you’re okay with this?”

“Shit, yes,” he said emphatically. “I’m gonna tell you something I told Aloth, like, a year ago; your happiness is very important to me, Tavi. And even if I never in a million years woulda pegged a prissy academic as your type-”

“He’s not prissy!” Tavi protested, giggling but indignant as she whacked him with the throw pillow again.

“He’s a little prissy, Tav. But he’s also a cool guy, and he was smart enough to fall in love with you, and he makes you smile like the sun is bottled behind your eyes. So even if I’m now out a hundred bucks, I’m very, very happy for you.”

“Thanks.” Tavi grinned and pulled him into a hug. “Hundred bucks, huh?”

“Uh-huh. Fifty each to Maia and Sagani.”

“Ouch.” She chuckled as she sat back, propping her elbow against the back of the couch and resting her head against her hand. “Does it make things better or worse if I admit that if Aloth hadn’t proposed before he left on this trip, I was gonna ask him when he got back?”

“Worse,” Khellin groaned. “So, so much worse.”

“Then forget I said anything.” Tavi pushed to her feet. “You want a beer?”

“Galawain’s teeth, yes. And a real one, none of that lite crap you keep around for Kana.”

“Got it.” She started toward the kitchen. “And then you can tell me about your trip.”

“Yeah, because tracking a lion pride’s dietary habits is any sort of match for you getting engaged after five years,” Khellin said wryly.

“Wild animals are always interesting,” Tavi retorted. She grabbed a beer and returned to the living room. “And I like hearing about how your internship’s going. Fills me with motherly pride.”

Khellin snorted as he took the beer. “Glad I made you proud, Mom. You’re not gonna have one?”

She shook her head. “Aloth’s flight gets in in a couple hours, and I have to drive to the airport to pick him up. No alcohol for me.”

“Oh, look who’s being a goody two-shoes for once,” Khellin teased.

“I work at a bar, Khel,” Tavi said dryly. “I’ve swiped the keys of way too many people who were drunker’n they thought they were. I’m not takin’ any chances myself. Now. Trip. Lions. Talk.”

“Alright, alright,” he laughed, and spent the next hour telling her all about it.

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Notes this time, first and foremost that I know we know next to nothing about Maia, but seriously, if she’s the least bit open to dating dudes, I’m going for it with Khellin. So that’s me crossing my fingers and hoping. Also, I was only planning to have Tavi and Aloth be in an established relationship. The ‘btdubs we’re engaged :D’ was all her. Khellin teased her about missing her boyfriend and she went “HEY MOM, KNOW WHAT WOULD BE GREAT?” and I loved it so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#queens fic #pillars prompts weekly #pillars of eternity #tavi illani #khellin illani #i love writing siblings can you tell #also i have a fuckton of extra headcanons for this au i'm gonna post separate

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