#halloween is still like a month away but thats ok
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trick or treat!
summary: you and jack take your 2 year old to trick or treat but she gets more candy then you thought and you and jack get into an argument about if you need to take some away or not.
“you really to go baby?” your 2 year old daughter excitedly shook her head yes “ok baby how about you go get daddy and tell him to come on so we can go?” “ok mommy!”
sarija ran to the living room where she knew jack was to find him sitting on the sofa putting on his 550’s “daddy hurry!!” “mama wait please daddy has a headache” “oh no..” you daughter ran back to you “mommy daddy has headache? he ok?” “yes baby i’ll go check on him you wanna come?” she shook her head no while you walked over to jack.
“you ok baby?” “my fucking head hurts” “do you still want to go trick or treating with us?” “yea of course” “ok i’ll go get you some pain medicine stay put.”
you came back to jack talking to sarija while she was giggling “im back, now lets hurry this up so we can go hhm?” “yes mommy!!” jack took the medicine and sarija told jack yo bed down so she could kiss his head “feel better??” “yes princess thank you! you kisses always make me and mommy feel so much better!”
eventually you all had left the house and were on your way to your first house “now what do you say when you get the candy?” “thank you!” you gave your daughter a high five “good girl” at the first house jack went up to the door with her while you stated back at the driveway.
“trick or treat!!” “hi missy! what are you?!” “minnie mouse!” sarija put her hand over her mouth and giggled “ok well i have something extra special for you!” the house owner gave her a huge minnie mouse lollipop “thank you!” “of course!” jack and sarija started walking back to you.
“show mommy what you got princess!” “i not princess today! i minnie!” “ok minnie, show mommy what you got!” you daughter took out the huge lollipop and showed it to you “thats awesome! but baby you need to apologize to daddy, you yelled at him that could hurt his feelings baby, right?” “yes.. im sorry daddy” “thats ok bug.”
you were headed to the 8th house of the night, it was 9:30 and your feet were starting to hurt being as though your costume needed you to wear high heels.
“jack i think im gonna head home, you ok by yourself?” “yea mamas” “ok baby, come home when its to much candy, no going over the limit, im serious” “i got you baby”
you had made it back home and ended up playing some music while cleaning the kitchen, your bedroom, and sarija’s room, you took out sarija’s pajamas and placed them on top of her dresser while you headed back to your room to take a quick 10 minute shower thinking jack should be on his way back with half a bag full of candy.
after 45 minutes of you waiting jack walked through the door with a full bucket of candy and a smaller bag of candy.
“uhm thats way over her limit jack!” “baby its fineee, it’s halloween!” “yea mhm, we’re going to talk later” “fuck!” “JACKMAN!” “DADDY!” “WHAT??” “you said bad word!” “sorry princess, wont happen again!”
you started bringing your daughter to the bathroom and putting her into the bathtub and cleaning her off.
by the time you were done she was good and tired.
“mommy i sleepy..” “ok baby lets go to bed” you took her yo her room putting the clean pajamas on her you had laid out earlier, tucking her in and kissing her goodnight.
you walked out of the room to find jack sitting on the sofa scrolling on his phone.
“jackman bedroom now” you said walking past him, you head jack huff and get up.
“why would you let het get that much candy?” “baby its halloween, its not like were giving it to her all in one day.. its going to take her like 5 months to eat all that” “dont care, your missing my fucking point” “whats your point?” “if i were out there with yall the whole time you would have stopped halfway, you disrespected my wishes” “baby, j really dont see this as a big deal” “its not a big deal but j.. you just went against everything i made rules about, if you keep this up shes going to think whatever i say doesn’t matter, like what her monma says doesn’t matter because daddy said something else, if you would have called me and just simply asked me if you could stay out longer and get more candy i wouldn’t mind, yall had daddy daughter time but stop disrespecting me, understand?” “understand.”
you turned over laying on your pillow falling under the blanket as you felt jack come wrap his arms around you pulling you closer.
“goodnight mamas, your doing so good, great wife, even better mom. i love you” “goodnight baby boy, you doing better, you balanced your work like, made me and sarija your number one prioritys, amazing husband, amazing daddy. i love you.”
#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow#jack harlow fluff#jack harlow imagine#jackman thomas harlow#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow x y/n#jack harlow x you
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Inktober days 11-15!!
I PROMISE I DIDNT FORGET TO POST THIS, I HAD IT WRITTEN AND EVERYTHING BUT YET TUMBLR DIDNT POST IT??? So erm.... I scheduled it for 'today' at like... 2 pm i think? my time, that is... LOL (turned out the queue didnt work! so its 6pm!)
so anyways, I'll upload yet again on sunday (tomorrow!) since I also need to post on Halloween!! oh boy!! so theres my uploads for the rest of the month, if you want to check back :D
I've actually gotten further than I thought I would! very proud of myself! and you should be too, even if you've only done a few days!
heres week one and week twos posts!
this one actually has the doc drawing >:3c
plus some other fun ones! its all under the cut, enjoy!
heres the key as always, referring to my prompt lists!!
wh = welcome home
hc = hermitcraft (I have 2!)
ink = official inktober
gore = goretober
(actual gore will be triggerwarned! so far none has any blood or violence!)
Day 11
wh: butterfly
hc: mischief
ink: wander
life: lava
oh noooo... our local pesky bird!! he fellll... (attempted a new perspective!! a lil wonky but I tried lol)
and can I just say I LOVE how peaceful grian is in the last drawing? hes so pretty and soft looking!! i surprised myself!!
Day 12
life: soulmate
I got that major life series brainrot... if you cant tell, haha... and dont even get me started on secret life!! more on that in the final notes >:D
also I didnt finish bigb im sorry BFMSVSSB
Day 13
hc: fashion
life: safety
GRIAN IN CUTE CLOTHES !! feat mumbo in the corner to make up for the last few times of neglect rip
also, was low on spoons and unfortunately did not finish the potentially adorable moment between the buttercups in grians wings... smth... xD
Day 14
hc: hermit with a background
gore: parasite
ay more like parasyte, am I right? *ba dum tiss*... ... yeah ok sorry LOL that was def more of a meme drawing ngl
AND THE FABLED DOC DRAWING!!! I posted it on its own already because im unbelievably proud of it!! listen... i know it meant to draw a bg... like a forest or smth... BUT!! i thought it was kinda funny... and I swear i was going to actually di the prompt right! but I ran out of spoons XD
Day 15
ink: dagger
life: spyglass
gore: fungi
another low spoon day, alas! but hey, at least we have some AHAA shenanigans (simply grian giggling) and a not so scar safe object!! (a dagger!! who gave him that?? /silly)
whew, there we go!! i think this weeks set was pretty good! (not that I actually drew any THIS WEEK, but thats not the point XD)
also, thank you for all the love so far!! you guys are very sweet :D
Im especially blown away from this post of tango, because it was rushed!! but im appreciative still because the post is sort of funny!! <3
*vauge talk of first secret life episodes!!*
PLUGS OVER LISTEN.... SECRET LIFE? THE SYMBOL? JIMMY POINTING IT OUT? AHHHHH!?!? /VPOS
its so good already omg... ive watched quite a few of the povs lol... i wont say anything specfic because I havent properly spoiler warned! so I will leave you simply with the wise words 'the fanfic writes itself' /silly (and oh my god scar giving grian the dang blocks ACK /pos /pos /pos)
heres week fours, 5.1s and the last post (5.2)!!
okay!! have a good week!! and remember to be easier on yourself!! I hope to see you next sunday for the next week of drawings!! 💜
#hermitblr#hermitcraft#grian#trafficblr#ickymicky#inktober#hermitshipping#docmc77#goodtimeswithscar#mumbo jumbo#hermittober#hermitober#i still dont know which one it is lol#oooh cows cows cows started playing! i like the beat on it#i generally recommend songs satanicpornocultshop works on! very good stuff imo#anyways back to proper tags sorry#cubfan135#the buttercups#life series#double life#desert duo#i need to tag that on my other ones...#ok im done byeeee#scheduled#my first premade post!! wow!!#it was an accident but neverthless is exciting#i get to come back in the evenings tomorrow and smile at my small handful of likes#notes? likes... both!!#I appreciate all the support!!
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im delirious i just had a GREAT idea this requires having terminal homestuck brain and also liking the idea of batman being fucked up in a funny way. putting this under a read more bc i want u to choose to ruin ur day
ok so like are your familiar with spicyyetis davekat halloween special? well i hope you are now.
ok now are u familiar with bruce wayne? are you familiar of his habit of accidentally acquiring kids left and right and also his perfect mental health?
ok now are you seeing what im seeing
im thinkiong like years in the future like im p sure there was a panel of bruce telling stories to one of his grandchildren like it was very cute right hand on im pulling up the panel
Batman Lost #1 a tie in for dark knights metal
do you see that those are kids , little children running around the manor with an old man bruce just chilling in his murder mystery office, this is the best thing i have ever seen.
so like ideally bruce would have a very happy life retired and with all the rest of the bats taking over in crime fighting n shit and his sons and daughters however many he gets are gonna fill the place with kids eventually bc picking up strays is like, a bat requirement u know, however, im not thinking in a positive way or even a coherent way.
back to YM&O did u see old man dave hoarding kids in a very lonely mansion bc of his fear that the kids are one day gonna be the nly thing that will remind him of the loev of his life or whatever yeah you see where im goin with this.
like i can see it perfectly in my minds eye bruce trying to cope with yknow life and stuff n finally accepting that hes not a one man show and maybe as he gets older hes like alright i gotta, take care of myself? and no matter how much my kids may hate me at times and try to shot me i know they love me and they would be Very Sad if they had to bury me, like , again i mean and so hes like well now im old and trying out this taking care of myself now what and hes like oh i know ill take care of the kids and then at the start dick is like weird but ok better late than never!!! i guess!! but oh wait actuyally sorry old man i cant hang out but u can hang out with timmy and damian ok bye have fun and at this point evryone is like almost thirty and are like trying to subtly get away from bruce bc they were raised independently and also theyre grownups damnit (cass is a treasure so she hangs out but also she knows whats up its chill) and then it expands to the other kids like he starts trying to act as this doting old fatherly figure (hes goin senile its what is HAPPENING) and its not until dick is like haha have u heard jason just got kids following him around thats cute and bruce is like YES THATS IT like he gets hardcore empty nest syndrome except the nest was always kinda full u know? thi pile of leaves and bird shit is gonna overflow,anyway like a few months later dick comes back and theres Horrors tm in Manor bc bruce definition of kid isnt constrained by like, species,(do you think jarro would want more siblings?)
so like the house is packed with kids, all sorts of kids, some arent even kids, some are straight up science experiments and bruce is like I Love My Family :) alfred has been dead for over 30 years and yet bruce finds the way to drag his ghost back to the house so they can coo at the kids together (alfred look at my new daughter isnt she cute yes master bruces shes quite charming what will all the eyes, yes youre right she is) jarro is having fun having siblings but he still tries to win bruces attention , cass is almost encouraging bruce to get more kids (i want a new sister) tim and damian are scared but in different ways jason went there once and said Not My problem (hes also scared) barbara doesnt know the extent of the problem and is just amused the titrans know and dick is the last to know (but only bc i find it funny) if u ask what about duke i dont wanna inflict this hell on him he scaped early amen also the justice league either enables him or is subtly trying to stop him (it is. not working)
#ac#sorry idk what any of this says#bat tag#i reread yours mine and us again the other day and my brain acted like a blender
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What’s wrong with her? Her spell’s not working. What spell? I don’t know. She doesn't want to be white trash anymore. I told her, "You're white honey! Just get over it."
The Craft (1996), dir. Andrew Fleming
#divas!!#halloween is still like a month away but thats ok#the craft#90s movies#witchesedit#the craft 1996#cult cinema#filmedit#mine#horroredit
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Mismatch- Part 17
Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020
“Push me off the roof you coward!”
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“So do you want to be Batman or should I?” Marion brings out the two outfits identical in every way except size.
“It’s not actually dressing up,” Marinette scolds fixing her hair.
“Well then you single handedly ruined halloween,” Marion grins coming up behind her, “Everyone wears them for it,”
“Don’t exaggerate,” Marinette watches him warily in the mirror, prepared to defend if-when he makes a move to mess up her hair.
“So Batman or Robin?” Marion holds the outfits up, dangerous close to her head.
“I don’t care,” Marinette stands up, spinning around, using the chair as a shield.
“Coin flip then,” Marion drapes them over the chair, “Oooh foreshadowing!”
“Please tell me you're going to take this marginally seriously?” Marinette leans back on the dresser as he fishes for a coin.
“You’re starting to sound like our manager,” Marion flips the coin with extra flare, “Heads,”
“You should thank Kate for setting this up,” Marinette catches the coin before he can, “Tails,”
She takes the Robin outfit from the chair, ducking Marion as she passes.
“You know I don’t think Kate wants to see me,” Marion takes his outfit behind the opposite curtain, “She's pretty stressed something will go wrong,”
“In Gotham?” Marinette pokes her head out the curtain on the other side of the room.
“I know, crazy right,” Marion also peaks through the curtain, “Where would she get that idea?”
“Who knows?” Marinette cheekily grins before ducking back behind the curtain.
“If we get attacked again I think we might give aunt- I mean,” Marion pauses pulling on his grey turtleneck, “ugh, this is hard,”
“Mari, the outfits are designed for easy use,” Marinette teases, tone sounding half hearted even from this distance.
“What are you calling her in your head?” Marion pulls the turtle neck down all the way.
“Selina,” Marinette answers, as he shrugs on his hooded crop top over the turtleneck, split into two colours to make a vague bat-shape. “Although I just avoid saying it out loud,”
“Great minds think alike,” Marion pulls on his grey leggings, that Marinette had thankfully made into thermals.
“I’m the only great mind here,” Marinette teases, Marion lets out fake gasp as he pulls a pair of shorts over his leggings, “You just like to copy,”
“How dare you!” Marion pulls the curtains aside dramatically, Marinette doesn't even look up from where she's putting on bracelets, “Dishonour! Dishonour on you, Dishonour on your kwami! Dis-”
“Hey!” Tikki flies out of the backpack.
“Sorry Tikki,” Marion looks away from the fuming Kwami, trying to avoid her by pulling on his black and blue boots.
“It’s ok Tikki,” Marinette finishes putting green and gold bracelets up to her elbows, “He’s just trying to be funny,”
“And succeeding!” Marion corrects, smoothing a mask over his eyes.
“Ah-ha,” Marinette stands, black and yellow scarf flaring out at the back.
“You know I don’t think she agrees,” Marion stage whispers to Plagg from his bag.
“Ah-ha,” Plagg says in the same tone, as Marion is pulling on his black gloves.
“Traitors, all of you,”
“Hey look,” Marinette bumps his shoulder, nodding towards someone.
“It’s Jason,” Marion whispers back excitedly, moving to wave.
“MCD doesn't know him,” Marinette grabs his arm, “Let’s hope this isn’t as awkward as it was with Chloe,”
“I thought that was fun,”
“Of course you did,”
"Hi," Jason approaches nervously, completely different to how Marion's met him before, it's cute.
"Oh hello, stranger," Marion grins, ignoring the kick from Marinette, he'll be careful, it's fine he's got this, "Whats your name?"
"Jason," Oh my God he's blushing!
"Jasin," Marion repeats pretending to write on what he was handed.
"Um…." Jason looks like he's about to correct Marion, this will be perfect- "yep,"
Fuck fuck fuck i though he would correct me fuck, Marinette help! Marinette rolls her eyes at his pleading look.
"Jason, CD," Pointing to the page without writing, "son,"
"Ohhhh Jason,” Marion says, as if he had come to some amazing realisation, Marinette looks like she wants to slap him, “haha, sorry, of course, I just didn’t hear you right, because I don’t know your name, why would I know your name? It's-"
Marinette rightfully cuts off his rambling with a swift kick, that both knew would never actually hurt him. At least Jason looks just as embarrassed as him, neither quite knowing how to start the conversation back up,"
"How about we take a picture?" Marinette says, their saving grace.
"Yeah, that would be great," Jason fumbles for his phone, Marion hopes his mask will cover his blush, as he remembers what Jason had said about him at dinner, the only reason he was blushing.
They take a nice picture together. Then one where Marion throws bunny ears behind MDC. She swats his hand away and he pushes her out of frame. The next picture is one of him and Jason with Marinette rising up, like a threatening blur in the background.
"Aw thats a nice picture" Marion looks over Jason shoulder, they were meant to be with the next person already but they were a design hopeful, babbling to MDC about her designs, "You should send it to me,"
"Of course," Jason seems flustered with his proximity, enough so that he didn't see Marion's trap.
"Great heres my number," Marion quickly writes it down on blank piece of paper, a picture seeming a bit too narcissistic at that point.
"...Waut,"
"Well you have to send it to me someway," Marion shrugs, conveniently ignori-forgetting that pictures were sent through his social media all the time.
"Right... right," Jason seems to be in a bit of a daze when Marion sends him off, standing next to Marinette as the fan leaves.
They watch Jason leave. Marinette starts giggling when he almost runs into a wall.
“Are you ok?" Marion asks, partly for the security guard who was waiting for their ok to send the next person up.
“You are such a dork,” She breaths through her upcoming laughter, “I think I need a minute,”
“Fine but if I get a hopeful fashion designer I’m telling them your new direction is crocs,” Marion huffs, not really insulted, but if he didn't act it she would only up the anti.
“Do it and your casket will be made out of crocs,” Marinette threatens ineffectively, walking to the backstage door.
“I kinda want to see that,”
“You’d be dead,” Marinette calls from the door.
“Minor issue,”
Marinette waves him off, which could have been an aborted swat. He watches as the crowd nearby begin whispering, some offering others to go first to stall for time. Marion plans to shove this in her face next time Marinette claims she isn’t popular. He’s about to take a camera out for evidence when one of the groups, fast tracked but the crowd, approaches.
Marion goes to do his more basic greetings when a gun is shoved in his face. The group made up of armed men surrounding him, one holding a camera.
“Smile for the camera,” The figure pulls his coat back, revealing the frankly disturbing face of the Joker.
“Oh it’s you,” Marion keeps a blank face, evidently confusing him, “Any chance two-face will show up?”
“.... No?” Marion fights to keep his composure as the crowd are threatened by the remaining thugs, pushing them to the ground.
“Pity, what a waste of good foreshadowing,” Marion shrugs casually, that camera is probably filming.
“What,” Marion supposes its a rare thing to see the Joker taken aback, but watching a group of armed men storm backstage distracts him from the sight.
“Nothing, I just made a brilliant joke earlier and you're sort of ruining it,” Marion makes exaggerated gestures, testing his limits, the guns follow him but don’t shoot. “Anyway are you here for an autograph or what?”
“I’m not-” He watches the Joker's face twist in gruesome realisation, “you’re trying to stall me,”
“Stall you from what?” Marion tries not to make his scan of the crowd obvious, “Please go in depth,”
“How about on the way up to the roof?” Chilling smile, but Marion is too used to fear to let it get to him.
“Oh goodie, I hear it has wonderful views,” Marion claps his hands, probably getting weird looks from the goons hiding behind masks, but who are they to judge?
He’s guided to the elevator. The Joker making the mistake of not tying his hands, or gagging him. He feels Kaalki and Plagg tense in his pocket.
“Huh, no elevator music,” Marion observes as the elevator starts to rise, “I just kind of expected it at this point,”
“You are strange,” Marion makes the mistake of glancing over, the Joker does not seem perturbed by that fact.
“You’re telling me that?” Marion tilts his head, “Actually that's quite the achievement,”
The Joker starts to go on about his plan, something about throwing MCD off the roof in front of the crowd for whatever reason, he’s not really listening. No, instead he’s made his own plan. There's no way Marinette was caught, not when she has no one to look after. She must be somewhere in the building, probably as Sparrow. It’s best if Sparrow and Songbird are seen near their other identities as little as possible, so he had to deal with the camera. If she saw the footage, which was probably being broadcast (a brilliant idea, really, no problems with that) she would intercept them. The best position would be on the elevator, but he had to buy time.
The cameras closest so he strikes, hitting it out of the goons hand, mid sentence. In the split second confusion he hits the number panel, lighting up all but a few.
“Huh, that was easy,” Marion says with genuine surprise.
“And here I thought you were being a good hostage,” Marion feels several guns press against him, but it’s only the pistol with the Joker at the end that worries him.
“Sorry to disappoint,” Marion smirks cockily, the threats turning more violent.
No, not threats, promises. Marion debates calling on Kaalki, while he’s still able too. It wouldn’t be great for a miraculous to be seen in a different country, but better than the one that can teleport than Ladybug. If Marinette couldn’t stop them in time she would surely turn to Ladybug and pick him up as he falls, right in front of the crowd and cameras. Not great.
There were other heroes in Gotham, they both knew. And if it was just him at stake he would put faith in them. But it’s not. He’s Chat Noir and there's not enough time to train a new Black Cat, not anymore.
The elevator finally reaches the top. Marion braces to help Marinette fight on the other side of the door. It opens. There’s no one. Great, great, great .
“Well, well, well why don’t we see what's behind that mask and carve up your pretty face, hm?” Joker leads him close enough to the edge of the building that anyone else should be scared.
“That sounds counter productive,” Might as well try plan b, he should have come up with one, but as is he’ll have to wing it, “Weren’t you going to throw me off the roof?”
“Eager aren't you?” Not really “After, promise,”
That grin paired with the knife inching closer should scare him, but honestly the only thing that truly scares him anymore is someone going for his ring, or Ladybug’s.
“What's the point? I’d be dead soon anyway, sounds like a waste of time,” Marion debates adding a yawn to match the tone, but it seems like overkill.
“A few screams are never a waste of time,” Marion is backed up further to the edge of the roof, able to see the fretting crowd below.
“Sounds to me like you just don’t have any confidence,” Marion says with all the sass he can muster, which is a lot.
“Oh, do explain,” The knife inching closer to the edge of his mask encourages the opposite, but he was never much good with warnings.
“If you really believe your plan will work and I wouldn’t be saved by I-don’t-know, Batman?” Yep that strikes a cord, probably not the best cord to strike with a knife in your face, oh well his wounds will heal soon anyway, “Then you’d throw me over the roof, a few cuts doesn't matter much when your dead,”
He can see the gears turning, debating if there's merit to his bullshit or if it’s just that. Honestly Marion doesn't know either.
“Revealing my identity and stuff is just a way for you to feel like you’ve won when Batman beats you,” He carefully doesn't emphasise the ‘when’, making it sound casual, like a given fact, “Cutting my face is just admitting you think the heroes will win,”
Just a little bit more. He’s almost pulled off plan ‘b’ for bat-shit crazy. He has the horse miraculous in his grip, Kaalki won’t like it but it's hard to put glasses on in mid air.
“Besides, won’t the mask leave a bit more impact?”
Hook. Line. Sinker.
“You really think the Bats going to save you huh?” The grin is unnerving, so Marion matches it with one of his own.
“I do,” He challenges, chin tilted up, “do you,”
He hears a cackle that would have surely appeared in his fear toxin dream if he heard it before. He’s pushed, vest twisted in the jokers grip, trying to stay balanced on the very edge.
“I like you kid,” And yeah, by that smile it’s not a good thing.
“Goodie,” Marion says sardonically, ignoring the shouting below, probably because his torso is all the way off the edge.
“Make sure to scream,” He feels the grip loosen, not having the natural response to grab onto something.
“I won’t,” he sends one last smirk as he’s dropped, weight sending him off balance and off the edge.
He’s in free fall and knows the screaming is not his own. He’s too busy debating the right time to transform. The street is getting closer and closer, no staff or grappling hook to save him.
“Klakki!-”
The air gets knocked out of him at the sudden change in directions. He can feel the arm and hears the glass shattering. For all the speed of a few seconds ago he is not expecting the quiet that follows. He’s leaning forward against someone's chest, both crouched down inside the building he just fell from. He recognises the shade of red first, Marinette had spent weeks with it pinned up all over their room and Marion has been wearing it ever since. He relaxes.
“Are you ok?” He gets pulled back from the chest, his complaints are cut off, a gloved hand tracing over his cheek, he feels the sting so it must be cut.
“Yeah I’m fine,” Probably not convincing, since his crush is the closest he’s ever been and Marion is almost the same shade of red.
“You’re fine?” The disbelief is clear and it takes Marion a second to realise why.
“I mean… Oh no! Trauma!” Marion tries to fall dramatically but the arm still on his back catches him.
“Good thing you’re a popstar not an actor,” Marion feels relief at the stiff atmosphere relaxing.
“Excuse you,” He snaps back up, poking Red Hood’s chest, smirking, “I’d make a wonderful actor,”
“Yeah, yeah,” Red Hood looks away, as far as Marion can tell with the helmet, “You sure you’re ok?”
“Yes, are you?” Marion stresses, remembering that he broke through the glass.
“... what?” Red Hood's full attention comes back to him.
“Are you ok?” Marion tries not to get annoyed at the answer, humour then, “After all breaking through a window isn’t much fun,”
You idiot you can't use his line on him ! Not in different identities! What if he figures it out?!
“Yeah.. yeah," He looks away again, "I’m… great,”
Marion smiles, guess things did turn out great in the end.
“CD!” Marion jumps out his skin, both suddenly realising how they looked and stand, Marinette runs right up to him, “Are you ok!?”
“Yep I’m… great,” Marion exchanges a private glance with Red Hood as Marinette frets over him.
“Thank goodness,” She sighs, shoulders sagging, then coming back up to hit him over the head, “Then why are you such an idiot!”
“Natural talent?” Marion rubs the spot, she put some Ladybug strength in that one.
“At least you’re good at something,” She sighs, brushing her hand over the spot.
“Rude,” Marion pouts, even as his head feels better, and his cut is startling to close up.
“If every things ok then,” Red Hood says awkwardly, “I’ve got a clown to go beat up,”
I Forgot!! How do you forget that! Marion yells at himself When your crush saves you from falling to your death…. Less romantic than it seemed in the moment.
“Have fun….” Marion waves, increasing the awkwardness ten fold, “dear god, I am an idiot!”
He groans into Marinette's shoulder after Red Hood left.
“Yes, but blush later, we need to be ready to provide backup,” Marinette pulls him out of the room stepping over broken glass.
“Uh- yeah! Right! lets go,” Marion snaps out of it, running after her.
“You are such a mess,” She insults as they jog, or with their speed, sprint up the stairs.
“Of all people you don’t get to call me that,” Marion needn't remind her of how she spilt orange juice all over herself at breakfast.
“... You just fell off a building, I was talking about your clothes,” Marinette has on her, ‘you’re an idiot’ face, well practiced that one.
“Oh,”
“But yeah you are a walking disaster,” She speeds up.
“Hey!” Marion sprints after her.
They reach the roof, not as out of breath as they should be.
“I thought I told you to stay put?” Red Hood snaps, alone on the roof.
“You didn’t,” They chorus coincidentally.
“I thought you had common sense,”
“We don’t,” They chorus on purpose.
Red Hood just shakes his head, probably smiling under the helmet.
“So the Joker escaped?” Marinette is the first to wipe the grin off her face.
“He was gone when I got up here,” Red Hood shrugs, “Waiting on intel,”
Probably from oracle.
“I didn’t say thank you!” Marion realises, not used to being the one saved.
“You don’t have to,” He looks away again, “Just doing my job,”
“But I want to,” Marion walks into his line of sight “So thank you,”
“Yeah well… thanks too I guess,” He looks away again and it's starting to get annoying.
“For what,” Marion leans over enough that he should be in sight, but he can't see his eye to confirm.
“I like the outfit you designed off me,” Marion freezes, almost stumbling over, “The interview was… entertaining,”
With that killing blow, a grappling hook is sent out and Red Hook is whisked away.
“.... Hey, can I borrow your miraculous?” Marion says blankly when Marinette comes to stand by him, “I need to wish myself out of existence real quick,”
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Roomie/Bro
So I got a roommate....well I haven't moved in yet.
um...idk if I should tell them im not used to sharing my personal space with others outside of my family.
Other than university dorms, I thought I would bee making enough after college to live alone. But yea, shit happens.
But what if they ask why my shorts look so lumpy if I get that craving to wear a diaper again on my period?
Or if they hear me talking to myself to try and calm me down while spooning and caressing my head and my chest?
There's a lot of self therapy I had to do to get through living with my mom and my grandma.
And yea, I still do them cause it made me feel safe to be alone, finally, at those times to emotionally release any pent up frustrations without someone telling me to shut up or go be quiet. It was annoying at how these ladies never truly knew how much pain and suffering I was in on the inside and shut off my voice to keep peace for them.
But what was love to them, if being me meant bringing my walls down only to get hurt, and me being insane and emotionally chaotic and unresolved...was some magic secret I kept hidden at how angry I would get.
I think I'll keep myself at a distance from my roommate even though we already seem to have so much in common gender wise and interests in history, music, cooking, and gaming. I don't want it to get weird if my separation anxiety kicks in so heavy from my parents and I start to freak out in front of them.
I wonder will they judge me too or actually reassure me that they're not gonna reject me for being different.
I finally got in touch with a therapist program to help pay for my visits for free, so we'll see how it goes. Also, he/they seemed very nice at understanding my trauma I've experienced with my parents as they went through emotional abuse before too from parents/family.
Im scared, but its a good kind of scared. Being away from mom and dad for too long makes me homesick, but I'll also miss my room on the 3rd floor near the attic.
Im glad my dad approved of it too, at 1st he said I didn't need to roommate and that I should just look for an apartment alone. But pontiac has noooooooooooooooooooo and i mean none available to even rent in, not even Auburn Hills that I could have afforded.
So I would have been stuck to check again for next year. Cause even the waitlists they had were already full. Thats bad when there's so many more ppl looking for a home or apt to rent and cant afford the higher ones at 900 or 1,000. Plus not many available either. Im pretty sure tenants are just staying and renewing their leases cause there's no where else available unless you go alllllll the way to Detroit or maybe Southfield.
Why the hell was it so easy to find apartments and low income housing in Grand Rapids, with a high ass real estate housing market, but in poor ass pontiac aint worth finding shit.
No way in hell was I finna just wait till January. I need an out asap before Thor and Thunder reunite my mother's hand.
Holidays are coming up and everyone in the house gets anxious and more irritable around this time of year....especially my father will be too because of his 1st christmas and thanksgiving without his mom.
I would be crying too, no matter what beef we had.
But he's a big guy, likes to hold in his pain, not even acknowledge it, like he's some cosmic robot.
You cant solve everything on your own Dad. Its ok to admit that you're hurt. You're allowed to feel, you're allowed to be in pain, you're supposed to be sad. Its ok to be sad and feel alone sometimes. Cause I feel it too. That need to not be alone this time of year, but because of a different reason.....Jay's not here and sure as hell wasn't last year Christmas either, no halloween, no happy birthday.....nothing. Not until mid-January with the most dickass response to me pouring my heart out to them 3 months before that.
Cliche. I was better off leaving and not saying anything. Cause she didn't care. And it showed. Who responds to somebody that left them, 3 months ago by saying "Did you send these long ass messages?"
That was the most irresponsible, inconsiderate, inhumane bullshit I ever heard. I wanted to knock their teeth out till bloody mary. Thats how pissed off I was at the lack of care and consideration for my feelings and even to what I had to say. And i said a lot of deep shit from my fucking heart, and this bitch didn't give a fuck. Dry ass, fake ass friend, fake ass love. She didn't care, cause it showed and still does...
Thats why I blocked her right after she sent that bullshitty ass text. And I was already miserable a few days before that text, because I kept dreaming about her and crying and cussing and yelling and screaming because I was so in love with her and yet i was in so much pain for being rejected and leaving her alone. Imissed her a whole hell of a lot more than how much she missed me.
And it showed because she's a dick, now a changed man, with a small dick. Who still acts like an even bigger dick to match the small dick they already had as a packer in their motherfucking jeans for desperate attention.
Yea Im glad im moving out, making a new friend, and not alone on the holidays this year. And im finally getting over that girl, that traitor. Im leaving him alone and moving on with my life, so i can be happy and stop being mad after a year of being angry at her ,her fiancé, my mom, my family, and God himself too.
I need a break and Jesus knows.
Better yet a vacation. Away from hell in Michigan.
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2/9/2015 v. 8/11/2020
1:Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie. My favorite movie is Scream, and it started when I saw the midnight premier of Scream 4 with my dad back when I was in 8th grade, then Scream 1 came on AMC late on night and I just really like it
I still think Scream is one of my favorites, but Halloween has jumped up there just because I am obsessed with all things horror really lol. I started to love Halloween because of the new trilogy.
2:Talk about your first kiss. It’s really not that interesting but really like embarrassing. It was with my first boyfriend and I had just turned 15 and we were at the school just walking around and we went into the band hall and I was like ok im leaving and he was like wait and we kissed and i was like o
the same !
3:Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for. I never really have had intense feelings for anyone. I d k
One my exes- I mean we were dating for awhile so that’s pretty intense to me.
4:Talk about the thing you regret most so far. I regret… Nothing really I mean, I have done really bad things in my life, but i don’t regret them
I regret failing like 2 semesters of college lmao and almost dropping out. If i didn’t then I would 1- would have been done earlier and 2- would have already completed a year of grad school but IDK also another is wasting lots of money in 2017-2018
5:Talk about the best birthday you’ve had. The best birthday I’ve had was.. Idk This year was was nice I saw Iggy Azalea in concert, then I celebrated my friends’ birthday then mine and it was just everyone got to get together so ya this year my 18th
For my 21st birthday I went to Portland, Oregon and spent the weekend there and it was pretty and my first time there so it was nice despite what I think about PDX now. I don’t even know what I was doing for my 19 and 20th birthday lol.
6:Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had. My 17th birthday because I was stuck 2 hours away from home with a bunch of nerds doing a band competition
That is still probably my worst birthday. I forget to mention that I was gone literally from like 7am to midnight. They werent a bunch of loser nerds, they were my friends, but I still wish I was just at home lol.
7:Talk about your biggest insecurity. I am skinny, but not fit. If I eat anything I get this like stomach and it makes me so sad. and ever since I got a job I work odd hours and I eat a lot of fast food and I’ve gained 10 pounds in 2 years and I guess i’m insecure about my weight
I am still insecure about my weight, and I probably weight like 5 pounds more than I did when I made this post 5 1/2 years ago.
8:Talk about the thing you are most proud of. We have band banquets for band, and I only went my sophomore and junior year, and seniors give out awards to underclassmen that are just jokes really, and both years 4 different seniors gave me an award for being the biggest gossip in the entire band and I was proud of that lol
Well since then I have graduated both high school and college. I am proud that I finished college !! A BS in Psych. Proud of myself that I got promoted (in 2017) at my job; i’m proud of myself that I have my own apartment, and blah blah basically just doing regular adult shit.
9:Talk about little things on your body that you like the most. I like my nose because of how perfectly fixed it is. I also really like my freckles/moles/dark marks idk what they are exactly, but they’re on my face and they look great
I still feel the same way about this, maybe add my eyebrows- they’re not like clean and nice they’re just expression markers on my face that i love.
10:Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had. I got into a fight with my old friend Angelica and that was almost 4 months ago and we used to be best friends and now we never talk.
When Janett didn’t talk to me all summer of 2019 because I told our other friend Angel something
11:Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had. I cant remember one
12:Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had. I can’t remember one
13:Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time. The closest thing i’ve had to like sex was being locked in a back of an SUV with a stranger drunk as fuck and naked and its embarrassing
Just awkward and nothing to which I expected.
14:Talk about a vacation. When I was 16, the high school band took a trip to Hawaii, and all my friends were in band so it was great. We did a lot of things, we toured Pearl Harbor and even played a few patriotic songs on the USS Miss. and our hotel was on Wakiki beach. I went snorkeling in some beautiful water and shit and idk just walked all around Hawaii having a great time omg we got on stage at the Hard Rock Cafe and sang with German people i miss it
Hm that was fun. But I.. went to NY with my ex and that was pretty cool because I literally love New York, and I went to NOLA two years ago (today actually) and got miserably drunk so that was fun too
15:Talk about the time you were most content in life. Probably just in the middle of junior year when everything and everyone was going with the flow
I feel like 2016 was a very content year because I remember nothing about it.
16:Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to. Idk which one to talk about the one where I had a lot of fun and risked my life or the one where there was a lot of drama stirred up and drank myself to sadness.
I haven’t really been to a party? I have gone out and had good times. Really anytime my friends and I go out I am having a good time
17:Talk about someone you want to be friends with. I am already friends with people I want to be friends with
18:Talk about something that happened in elementary school. I kissed a boy on the back of the head and i told I just fell onto his head
Let me think of another one. Back in like fourth grade my friend was in a wheel chair and his backpack was falling from the back and I was trying to grab it and i was only 3 feet tall i couldnt see over or wasnt paying attention and i crashed him right into the bookshelves at the library.
19:Talk about something that happened in middle school. A girl was mad at me because idk why lol and she pushed me in the hall way and I fucking flew across that hall on the floor and hit the wall she’s pregnant now
When I was in 5th grade (which is considered middle school in my district) I was standing on the play ground and someone threw a stick at my head and it knocked me the fuck out and I was bleeding from my temple.
20:Talk about something that happened in high school. In Jr. Year I was pulling into the parking lot but I was texting and I accidentally put half my car on grass area near the side walk luckily it was 7am and only one person saw me do it lol
One summer going into our senior year we had a party at Michelle’s house. First of all we were very drunk and Coby’s parents were like we are coming over and we cleaned TF UP so fast and sat on the couch and turned on I Know What You Did Last Summer and his parents were like interesting and and left and then we continued to drink anyways- we started playing truth or dare and my friend Angelica was like I dare u to kiss Anthony (someone I had liked prior) and he wouldnt and we started attacking him and calling him homophobic and hitting him with pillows lmao- him and I are still friend-ish
21:Talk about a time you had to turn someone down. I can’t think of something right now.
Literally anyone on grindr.
22:Talk about your worst fear. I’m afraid of having no career and being stuck doing something I hate and living paycheck to paycheck
Yeah, I’m scared of that still but I.. think just like being broke and jobless. RN with the pandemic we aren’t really working and still getting gov’t assistance, so. IDK being a real real adult scares me a lot.
23:Talk about a time someone turned you down. I can’t think of a time :)
One time in like 2016 maybe idk - this dude told me to come over and he lived far like not that far maybe 25 minutes lol far for me anyways I got to his apartment and there was a gate code and i asked him what it was and he didnt answer and it was like 2-3am and nobody was coming in or out and so i was like damn this sucks lmao
24:Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot. Nothing really has meant a lot to me. Everyone tells me the same thing over and over again and its so surface level
I still can’t think of anything but I’m sure the friends I have met since this and my friends Faith, Michelle, Peter, and Alisa have said something supportive that meant a lot to me.
25:Talk about an ex-best friend. Angelica Ramirez. She was my best friend for only 3 years, but together we went through A LOT of shit. We started out senior year just fine, but she lied about a few things and made a lot of us feel like crap in October. I won’t lie, I do miss her. We have too many memories to just forget, too many funny stories and great adventures. She helped me with too much, and sometimes I think about how I cut her out of my life and I mad a bad choice. But only time can heal things and I have moved on and truly found people that won’t make me mad every 30 seconds.
Brianna Pajak, I don’t remember anything about her except she was poor and we stopped being friends because she always wanted to fight and be annoying.
26:Talk about things you do when you’re sick. Lay on bed on my computer and watch TV
I normally just suffer and cry about wishing I was healthy again.
27:Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body. Their…!!>>>???
I must have nice hands and ur nose must be nice too! so nose and hands. lol
28:Talk about your fetishes. none
yeah I don’t have any lol not that I can think of.
29:Talk about what turns you on. Idk i really like kissing and touching and this is awkward.
30:Talk about what turns you off. bad breath by
that and ugly/rough hands, acne sorry i know it is natural but, shorter than me lol, white people, long hair on guys, and thats about it i think hm i am single yes
31:Talk about what you think death is like. I think its like idk its scary tho
um idk i dont like thinking about death because i literally want to cry when i think about it.
32:Talk about a place you remember from your childhood. I remember being in trees a lot
My step grandma’s a lot because my parents were working and she would watch us. She passed away about a month ago :(
33:Talk about what you do when you are sad. I usually only tell one person and that person is Alisa and I cry sometimes to her and expect her to make things better and she does thank u
I be doing the same thing, I text someone and that person could really be anyone but it happened the other day and I texted Bri and she was very helpful.
34:Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured. I have no idea, I’ve never broken pulled strained twisted fractures or anything i have no life
I still haven’t done any of that stuff to my body. I also have burn scars but I did not feel those when it was happening. I would just say i guess my wisdom teeth coming in because I did not get them removed. I have 3 out lol.
35:Talk about things you wish you could stop doing. Pushing potential love interests away
I have had some ‘love interests’ since this post, but it’s been about a year now since and I kind of push away the opportunity of getting close to someone. I also need to stop being a bitch sometimes.
36:Talk about your guilty pleasures. eating
I would say idk eating was a stupid answer.
37:Talk about someone you thought you were in love with. never
I was in love and i didn’t ‘think’ I was in love. I don’t know what you mean by talk about them, they were my partner but we broke up hehe.
38:Talk about songs that remind you of certain people. Fireflies by Owl City reminds me of my 7th grade crush
Fancy by Iggy Azalea reminds me of my two friends Michelle and Alisa
idk anything else
um Idk. i rly cant think
39:Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier. I wish I would have known that
That it’s okay to tell people you’re struggling lol . That is okay to fail sometimes (school).
40:Talk about the end of something in your life. everything is just about to start
When I ended how to get away with murder I wish I never did I love that show with all my heart.
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UPDATE 4
OK!!! So this update is a ~lil~ bit off my normal update schedule, but honestly better late than never :)
July 25th marked the official end of my first Chloe Ting challenge: her 4 week summer shred. I didn’t lose as many lbs as I figured I would throughout which kinda disappointed me at first bc i was eating clean enough and often times less calories than i probably shoulda been eating so it like didn’t make sense??? but then today i retook my measurements (which i initially took the day i started the challenge on june 27th) and OH MY GOD???? I LOST 11 INCHES TOTAL AROUND MY BODY????? I CANNOT BELIEVE IT??????? I was so so so so so so proud/happy and I’m amazed. It makes sense now why I didn’t lose ~as many~ lbs as i initially figured i would bc i musta gained a lil bit o’ muscle and im happy af bc muscle burns fat :)
I am planning to start a new 4 week summer shred a week this friday and im waiting a week to start the new shred for a few different reasons: 1) mentally, physically, emotionally, im tired and im EXTREMELY proud of myself so i recognize that my accomplishments deserve a lil time off! Ive earned it! 2) chloe literally recommends taking a week off inbetween challenges to get the various types of rest needed and shes the expert here not me so there ya go. and finally, (which is honestly my fav and most extra reason lmao), 3) both my siblings birthday is august 3 and my birthday is august 16. by starting the next 4 week (28 day) challenge on july 31 i am perfectly timing my active rest days on the 4th and 17th days of the challenge to fall on both their and my respective bdays. i realized that the other day when trying to decide when to start my next shred and if thats not just the happiest of accidents idk what is :’)
Im not gonna lie and say the last few months have been easy on my mental health. i graduated college this past december and since then i have felt this never ending spiral that im old and my best days are behind me and theres just an impending doom to get my life together/perfect. and this pandemic only made things abt a billion-ish times worse. i got furloughed so i didnt even have my bullshit part-time job to keep life somewhat “scheduled” for myself and that really sucked. i cut ties with a person who had been a constant and sense of comfort in april bc of my so-called-friends ignorance, selfishness and lack of communication and things had just not been the best. dont get me wrong, i am so privileged to have my family all together, have everyone be healthy and safe and comfortable enough (both financially and physically) to stay homes for months on end but i wont lie and say it hasnt taken somewhat of a mental toll. BUT ANYWAYS my point was that in spite of quarantine dragging me further down, i feel like this newfound lifestyle transformation journey has given me a reason to continue bettering myself and has made for a good reason to look in the mirror.
Enough sappiness i should probably end this overly dramatic and unnecessarily long update post bc honestly no one is reading this anyways lol. were all in this together (<3 troy bolton style <3) and if anyone should ever need my support, even if only virtually, i am here!
P.S. this may be an INSANE thought butttttttttt is it weird that i ~cannot wait~ for halloween. its still 3 months away but wow oh wow am i already siked for it to arrive :D
P.P.S. i found this killer marble cake recipe bc im gonna be making my own bday cake and i literally cant wait to try it i hope it turns out well... unlike some of my past cakes lmao........
#weightloss#weight loss#weightlossdiary#thinspo#gettingstronger#getting stronger#getting healthier#gettinghealthier#losingweight#losing weight#feeling positive
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Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 5
Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst, Violence
Word Count: 4,211
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4
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“Look at my little chunker.” You cooed as you held your 9 pound 8 ounce, and twenty-one and a quarter inches long son in your arms. “My little chunky boy that ruined mommy’s pussy forever and ever…”
“Babe!” Opie laughed as he sat beside you on the bed, holding the two loves of his life in his arms.
“You’re gunna be tall like your daddy.” You said as you laid your head on Opie’s chest with a smile you never thought was going to fade. “And just as handsome as him, too. You’re going to be a handsome little man, Hunter. I know it.”
“He has your nose, Mama.” Opie said as he smiled at the cooing boy in your arms. “And your smile…”
“No, that’s your smile, Daddy.” You said as you brushed your thumb across Hunter’s cheek as he looked up at you with Opie’s hazel eyes. “And your eyes. Fuck, could he be anymore perfect?”
“Not fucking possible.” Negan said as he knocked softly on your hospital room door with his knuckle. You smiled up at him as he held up a light blue stuffed teddy bear with a handmade Saviors kutte on it. “First fucking present.”
“You’re such a softy.” You said as you let Opie take Hunter from your arms. “Thank you, grandpa.”
“Fuck off.” He chuckled as he closed the room door behind him partially and tossed the bear on your bed. “Pop. That’s what I am.” You nodded your head and smiled as he carefully took his grandson from your fiancé. “Michonne and Rick are out in the waiting room. Same with Jax and Piney, who looks about as white as a fucking ghost.”
“That’s just Piney.” Ope said as he picked up the bear and put it in Hunter’s clear sided bassinet. “He’s always pale as fuck.”
“Told ‘em to wait until I made sure you were ready for company. And I wanted this little Satan spawn all to myself.”
“You’re an ass!” You laughed as he sat down on the couch that ran under the windows on the far side of the room.
“I hope, for your sake, he’s just as much as a fucking monster child as you were. Then you’ll see what your mother and I had to fucking deal with.”
“And just because you said that, he’s going to be a perfect little angel.” You teased with a smile. “Baby, can you hand me my make up bag? I’ll at least run a damn brush through my hair or something.”
“Damn, you were fucking right about this one.” Your dad said as he jostled your son the slightest bit. “This is one big fucking boy.”
“Will you leave him alone?” Opie laughed as he handed you your bag. “I packed that dress thing you were looking at in the store. The lady said it was the best thing during her hospital stay, and it was worth the money.”
“Oh my God, I fucking love you.” You said as you pulled the soft, pink wrap around nursing gown you had been kicking yourself all week for not buying out of your bag. You looked up at him with a happy pout as you held the dress to your chest. “Best fiancé ever.”
“I try.” He said as he came over to help you up out of bed so you could change in the bathroom.
“You two are fucking disgusting.” Your dad said with a shake of his head. “Yea, your Mommy and Daddy are fucking disgustingly in love.”
“God, shut up.” You groaned as you stepped into the bathroom. “Get your baby love in fast, Pop. You’re about to have to share him with a whole lotta people.”
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You were used to the Sanctuary being crowded for Halloween but no where like this. It was as if every member of every charter was there with their kids, ready to welcome the new Saviors Prince to the world. The moment you got out of your truck beside your fiancé with your carseat on your arm, the parking lot erupted into cheers.
“OK, OK!” You laughed as you held your hand up to silence the masses. “My kid is thankfully a quite baby, but I don’t want to test the theory!”
“I call dibs on the first helping of baby love.” Michonne said as she came over to you with a giant smile in her Princess Leia costume. “I love the spots.”
“Just wait for it.” You said as you set your car seat on the little stage. “Introducing Hunter Winston, my little chunkster puppy.” Michonne ‘aw’ed’ as you pulled back the blanket to show off your currently sleeping son, who you knew would wake up the moment he got picked up. “I should have made him a monkey so he’d be a chunky monkey.”
“Oh, that’d be too perfect.” She said as you unsnapped the carseat and carefully picked your three and a half week old son, up. His eyes flew open, and looked around as you carefully laid him down in the crook of Michonne’s arms.
“He’s an angel child.” You said as you grabbed his Dalmatian ear beanie out of your diaper bag to go with his onesie and the black eyeliner dot you drew on his and your noses. “He doesn’t really cry, he sleeps like four hours at a time at night, eats like a champ, obviously. But it’s still so much work.”
“We got lucky as hell.” Opie said with a nod as he handed you a bottle of water. “Even if Negan tried to curse us.”
“He’s beautiful, (Y/N).” She cooed as she offered Hunter her finger. He cooed back and wrapped his pudgy hands around her slender finger.
“Is this the future King biker?” Rick teased as he came over to say hi.
“Not happening.” You and Opie said simultaneously as he lit a cigarette for you and gently pulled you back away from your son by your spotted dress covered shoulder.
“We got him for a minute.” Michonne said with a smile as she passed off Hunter to her husband. “Take a smoke break. Go mingle for a bit.” You nodded your head as you took a long drag of your cigarette and glanced over at Maggie, who was coming over to say hi and get some baby love as well. You smiled at her and walked the couple feet over to her as Hunter was passed off to Carol next.
“How are you two liking being parents?” She asked as she kissed your cheek.
“It’s a lot.” Opie chuckled as he grabbed a chair for you and Maggie from a near by crafts table. “Don’t get me wrong. We really do have an angel but I don’t think I have every worried about every little thing before in my life.”
“Poor Creature has no idea what to do with Hunter.” You chuckled. “And I’ve been keeping him in his bassinet not his crib because I’m too scared I won’t hear him downstairs…”
“OK, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Maggie chuckled. “Hershel stayed in a bassinet until he was six and a half months old. There is nothing wrong with that. And I know you have a baby monitor since I bought it for you. That one is super loud when you have it on. I could hear Hershel fart through it like he was sitting right next to me. What else?” You glanced at Opie, who you knew had a shit load of concerns neither of you wanted to ask your doctor out of embarrassment, before looking back at Maggie.
“OK, sometimes he wont latch on.” Opie nodded as he grabbed a chair for himself, and sat down beside you.
“Do you eventually stop worrying that he’s just gunna up and die?”
“Are we gunna turn into our parents?”
“Is there anything I can really do at night to help? I feel shitty just fucking laying there and watching her breastfeed.”
“And what about baby shots? I know we’re along way off, but these past three weeks has already flew by. Are they safe? Can your doctor spread them out more?”
“Ok, whoa.” Maggie laughed as she held her hand up to stop your rant. “Slow down, take a deep breath and let’s start from the beginning. Have you not talked to your doctor about this?” You shook your head, and looked over at Hunter as your dad showed him off to a few patches from the Orlando Florida charter.
“You know as well as I do how embarrassing some of this shit it.” You said as you reached into Opie’s firefighter’s jacket and grabbed his cigarettes since yours were in your diaper bag. “It’s easier to ask someone that’s family.”
“Alright.” She agreed as Carol came over to say hi as well. “We got a lot of mom’s here so we’ve got a lot of collective experience. Let’s start at the beginning…”
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“He fall asleep?” Ope asked as you walked back into the main room after feeding your son, and getting him down for a nap. You nodded your head and pulled back the cloth of your carrier to show him Hunter.
“Fed, changed, and in jammies.” You said with a nod. “I probably should have wiped off his little nose before I breast fed but whatever.”
“You live and you learn.” He said as he leaned down to kiss his son’s forehead.
“Cops, cops, cops!” Ezekiel roared as he stuck his head in from outside. You didn’t hesitate in grabbing Opie’s hand, and yanking him down the hall you just came from.
“Where…?” He asked as you turned a corner, making sure you held Hunter to your chest so he wouldn’t jostle awake, and make noise in your haste. You shushed Ope as you turned into the president suite and shut the door behind you both.
“Help me with this. I need two hands to move it.” You said as you walked quickly over to a large mirror on the wall beside the bed. “The handle is right here, and it swings open.”
“Oh, shut up.” He said as he put his hand on top of yours to find the latch and the handle. “You have a secret door…”
“Yes, and if you move faster, we can be behind it before the cops come.” You said shortly as he pulled the door open. You dipped past him into the small surveillance room and started to flip switches to turn on the monitors for the cameras hidden around the factory.
“Does it lock?” Opie asked as he pulled the mirror back into place. You nodded and flipped another switch, sending three, unseen, stainless steel bolts from the back of the door into the wall to hold it in place. “Well fuck.”
“My dad made this room when we first bought the Sanctuary.” You said as you sent Negan a coded text to his personal line. “He and I are the only people who know it exist for this exact reason.”
“What does that mean?” He asked as he looked at the text.
“PR means panic room, and OH(i) are the three of our initials.” You looked up at the monitors at the main room of the club, where friends and family of the club were all laying face down on the floor. Feeling his phone ring in his kutte and knowing it was you, Negan looked directly at the hidden camera and closed his eyes in a long blink. With a sigh, you sat down in the computer chair and checked on your son, who was thankfully still fast asleep. “Swear to God this kid could sleep through a hurricane then a tornado before going to a football game.” Opie huffed as he sat down in your old beanbag chair with a sigh.
“Well I guess I can say thanks for loving me.” He chuckled as you watched the DEA, the ATF, and the local and state police executed a search warrant on the building.
“You’re a goon.” You giggled as you watched family member after family member get put into cuffs, and carted out to the waiting transport vans. You sighed again as your dad was put in the back of the van as well, when a lone motorcycle pulled down the road toward the end of the road. “Son of a bitch.” You said as you sat up and expanded that view to take up one of the four monitors in the room.
“What the fuck is Clay doing here?” Opie asked as he got up and came over to get a closer look. You shook your head subtly as movement on the screen next to the one you were watching caught your attention. Your jaw dropped and you stood up slowly as you watched one of the DEA agents uncuff Dwight and let him walk away.
“Oh, you mother fucker.” You said as you minimized the screen with Clay to watch the long driveway. “Fuck, he’s a fucking rat.” You glanced over at Opie and the slight furrow of his brow before reaching up to tap the screen to explain. “The Saviors make a run six times a year for their product. Negan and Rick are the only ones who know the exact date but the run is almost always the week before Halloween. None of the other members know the exact date, they just come to town exactly a week before and wait until my dad tells them to wake up and go. But this year, because of Hunter, my dad pushed it.” You tapped Dwight’s head, wishing you could kill him in that moment, as he stood talking to Clay at the end of the road, not realizing that he had been made.
“Dwight set this up with the Sons, not realizing my dad changed the date. Because usually, by now, this place is full with enough weed to put every single person in here away.” You both fell dead silent for a moment as the main room door flew open and a state officer and an AFT agent started to tear the room apart. You continued to shake your head and watch Dwight until the agents left the now destroyed bedroom and your upturned baby carrier and diaper bag.
“Is this recording?” Opie whispered as he watched Clay leave, and Dwight slink into the shadows.
“Always.” You said with a nod as you turned in your chair to find a blank disc to make a copy of it for your dad. “You can’t say anything to anyone, baby.” You reminded him as you turned around to look at him. “Not even Jax. Not yet. We have to wait for my dad, first and we’ll move from there.” Opie sighed and nodded his head as he went back over and sat down on the bean bag.
“I know.” He breathed as he pulled off his scrubbed his hand down his face. “Fuck, I know.” You looked over at him, sorrowfully and shook your head.
“This is the down side to falling in love with the enemy, baby. I’m really, really sorry.”
“It’s not you, baby girl.” He said as he reached out for your hand. “It’s the beast that is our life. But I walked away from my club for a reason. And that reason is sitting in front of me, cradling my other reason to stay out.” You smiled weakly as he pulled on your hand until you got up from your chair. With a huff, you stood up and very carefully sat down so that he could hold both you and Hunter until all the cops left and it was safe to come out of the panic room.
“I love you, Ope.” You said as you laid your head on his shoulder and made sure Hunter was up right, not smooshed, and comfortably still sound asleep.
“I love you, too baby.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“You been sitting here all night?” Your dad asked as he walked over from his house early the next morning. You picked your head up off the rocking chair and shook your head as you slowly pushed yourself back and forth.
“You know my MO, Daddy.” You said as you picked up the slightly cooled cup of coffee, and passed it off to him.
“Thanks, baby girl.” He sighed as he flopped down in the rocker next to you. “Where’s Hunter?”
“Inside sleeping with Ope.” You said as you picked up your laptop, and hit the spacebar to wake it up. “We got a rat.” Negan’s brow furrowed as he put his coffee down, and took the laptop from you with a sigh. He hit play, and picked up his coffee again as you went back to rocking.
“Son of a fucking bitch.” He groaned as he watched the video. You nodded your head, and grabbed your coffee off the table.
“Ope gets that we have to go after SAMCRO. I get it, too. It’s just…”
“He wants Jax, and his fucking dad out first.” Negan finished for you as he closed your laptop and leaned back in his rocker. “(Y/N), how fucking sure are you that they aren’t fucking part of this?”
“I’m not.” You said with a look over at him. “I have no fucking idea. But I trust my fiancé. And he trusts Jax and Piney. So I trust them enough to know that getting them out before you go in is worth something.” Negan nodded as he finished his coffee.
“Let me talk to Ope.” He said as he looked into his empty cup. “Fuck, you need to teach Frankie how to fucking make coffee.”
“No.” You said before you finished your cup, looked at the time on your phone, and took your laptop and empty coffee mugs back. “Ope will be up any minute. Go shower, though. You smell like jail.”
“You’re such a pleasant little fucker in the mornings.” Negan said as you both got up and headed in different directions.
“I get from you.” You called out over your shoulder as you walked in to your living room just as Opie was coming down with your whining son. “I got him, baby.” He nodded his head as he continued down the stairs almost in a daze.
“Did you sit out there since four?” He asked as he waited for you to put what was in your hands, down. You nodded your head as you took Hunter from his arms.
“I worry about him, you know?” You said as you walked around the couch and sat down while pulling up one of Opie’s wife beaters that you slept in to feed your son. “He has no one else but me, and Frankie is so self involved she wouldn’t know her ass from her elbow when it comes to anything of use.” You looked up at him as he stepped out on to the back porch to let Creature out, and stood just outside the door so he could smoke his morning cigarette. “Someone’s gotta take care of him, Ope. He does so much for everyone else…”
“I know, baby.” He said with a nod. “I don’t blame you on that. Just… well, next time, can you sit inside the house, and wait like a normal person does?”
“Opie, you and I both know I am no where near fucking sane, thank you.”
“True.” He agreed with a smirk. You flipped him off as Creature walked past him back into the house, and trotted over to join you on the couch. You said hi to him as he walked in a circle twice before curling up into a ball against your hip, and going back to sleep with a snort.
“Dad wants to talk to you.” You informed your husband as he kicked the rock aside and came back into the house. “He’ll probably be back over for breakfast if you wanna jump in the shower. I’ll do French toast, bacon, and eggs for breakfast when Hunter finishes.”
“Sounds like a plan.” He said as he came over and gave you an upside down, chaste kiss. “Good morning, baby.”
“Good morning, my love.”
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Opie and Negan sat across from each other at your dinner table, the former watching your son in his vibrating baby swing that he loved so much, and scolding Creature when he tried to crawl up in the seat to cuddle with ‘his’ baby like he so desperately wanted to. Negan watched his grandson, trying to figure out exactly how he wanted to word his questions, while you made breakfast.
“I need you to be fucking honest with me, Opie.” He started as he ran his middle ringer around the rim of his coffee mug. “Brutally fucking honest.” You and your fiancé both looked over at him as he pulled his brown eyes away from his grandson and up to Opie. “Say (Y/N) and Hunter are kidnapped tomorrow…”
“Dad!” You shrieked but he held his hand up to stop you, refusing to take his eyes off your fiancé.
“You and I are killed in the fight. Who in SAMCRO do you fucking trust, without a fucking shadow of a doubt, with their lives.” Your fiancé sat up straight, confused and stunned at the question.
“Jax.” He said after a moment with a slight nod of his head. “He’d raise Hunter as his own, watch out and take care of (Y/N). But he wouldn’t walk away from the Sons to do it. The club is his fucking life. I do know though, that he and Clay have completely different opinions on the club’s path. Which is why I can say my old man, and a guy named Chibs would be on that list as well. He and Piney would side with Jax any day of the fucking week. The rest of the club…” He sighed as he ran his fingers through his loose, shoulder length hair. “The rest of the fucking club are loyal to the club. Which means they’re loyal to whoever sits behind that gavel.” Negan nodded his head slowly as you walked over two full plates, and set them down on the table.
“So who do you think is the fucking mastermind behind last nights bullshit?” He asked as he pulled his plate in front of him but didn’t touch it otherwise.
“That’s got fucking Clay all over it.” Opie said as you came over to top of their coffee mugs, and set your plate down. “Clay is a conniving monster. He’ll sign his fucking soul to the fucking devil if it meant keeping his president patch. If I had to venture a guess, he was the one that made a fucking deal with ATF after your guy found him. I’d say his fucking right hand, Tig had something to do with that shit, too. Fucker hates me.” Negan nodded again as he picked up his coffee mug and took a drink, buying his time to really think his next question through.
“You didn’t turn your fucking back on my daughter, did you?” He asked seriously, hating that he even hard to.
“Never.” Opie said as you growled at your dad around a mouth full of French toast and freshly cut strawberries and banana slices. “She’s the love of my life, my future wife, and the mother of my son. I’d lose every fucking appendage I have then take a fucking bullet before I betrayed her. And that means you as well, since you’re her father. Betraying you hurts her, and I will be no fucking part of that.” Negan nodded his head again, and finally picked up his fork, apparently satisfied with Opie’s answers.
“Call the three. You two are getting married.” Negan said as he gestured toward the swing with his fork. “And get the fucking dog out of the fucking swing.” You and Opie both looked over at Hunter, who was still sound asleep, and Creature, who had managed to crawl up half way on the chair with his back legs and right leg hanging off the edges, and fell asleep so that his body was just barely touching Hunter, but his head was resting protectively above Hunter’s little head.
“Oh, my God that’s the cutest fucking thing.” You said as you got up to grab your phone from the counter.
“Cute or not, he can’t be up on the swing.” Opie said as he finally cut into his own French toast.
“Oh, he’s fine.” You said as you took a few pictures. “It’s his baby, too.”
“Don’t start that shit again, babe.” Opie said around a mouthful of food. “He’s a dog.” You turned around, and stuck your tongue out at Opie with a small sneer.
“They are brothers, and the faster you accept that, the happier I will be.”
“I had the same fight with her mother about our fucking mutt.” Negan said as he purposely kept his eyes down on his plate. “I fucking lost.”
“You’re not fucking helping.” Opie said as you sat back down with a giant smile.
“So when are our sons walking us down the aisle?”
“Shut up, (Y/N)!” Opie snapped as Negan snorted a laugh.
Part 6
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Awnser 21, tag 21
Well @petitprincess1 and @emile-hides tagged me so I guess I'll do this now :0
1. Nicknames: Max, Maximum overdrive (by my siblings), idiot (also by siblings) and I guess just random words my siblings yell at me
2. Zodiac sign: Leo
3. Height: 166 cm, I think that's like 5'5??
4. Hogwarts house: Probably Hufflepuff
5. Last thing I googled: Google translate (I forgot how to say a word in Swedish even though it's my native language)
6. Favorite musicians: Hhh I don't know, I don't really listen to one person more. I listen to most things :0 though I've been listening to a lot of 1930s music recently for some reason so I don't really know
7. Song stuck in my head: Hhhh "so much better" from the legally blonde musical cause my brain loves musicals
8. How many blogs am I following: 56 it's not that many cause I haven't been on here for that long
9. How many followers do I have: 36 on here :) 121 on @realtoasted and 11 on @realtoasteocs
10. Do I get asks: Sometimes but not that often, feel free to send some in though if you ever want to :)
11. Amount of sleep: My sleeping has been kinda wacky for a few years now so I usually get around 5 or 6 hours of sleep per night if I take my sleeping pills, if I don't well then I don't fall asleep ; v; So usually I fall asleep around 2 or 3 am and wake up at like 7, 8 or 9 am
12. Lucky number: I don't know I've never really had a specific number, though at an amusement park once on one of those lottery wheels I won a really big chocolate bar on number 10 I think? So maybe that?? (I don't know if y'all have those wheels anywhere else so it might sound weird)
13. What I'm wearing: A black tank top with a purple flannel cardigan thing over. And black shorts
14. Dream job: Hhhhm I don't know, maybe like a game graphic designer or like animator, if not those I guess like working with kids somehow?? Like you know those teachers that help kids who need more attention maybe??? I don't know what it's called
15. Dream trip: well it's to go to Washington Dc again so I don't know if it counts. But I really want to go there cause my aunt, her husband and my cousins live there and they're some of my favourite people ever. I get really happy just thinking about them!! And my mom might fly there with me sometime next year!! So if anyone is around there and wants to like hug me like at some very public area (cause I'm scared of being murdered), then hit me up :)
16. Favorite food: Hhhhmmm strawberries and peach yoghurt... I don't know why I just really love em
17. Instruments: I can't play any but ukulele are cool so I might try to learn it someday!!
18. Languages: Swedish, English and like 5 words in German
19. Favorite song: HhhHHh I don't know I like a lot of songs but I guess uuuh a lot of set it off songs, hhh also a bunch of 1930s songs right now. It changes a lot but thats probably it right now if I didn't forget anyone
20. Random fact: ok buckle up friends cause I've got a lot of weird stories so if any of you are interested in hearing more of them then send in an ask or message me I guess. So here's a child friendly one.
For Halloween of 2018 we were carving pumpkins and we like to get creative and try to just me the heck out of em so I was like I'm gonna make Gru.
And so my dad printed out a picture of Gru in as much of a profile view as we could find in the 2 minutes we googled and gave it to me as a reference picture and so I made a Gru pumpkin.
But we did not throw him away. Me and my sister (who was carving pumpkins with me, she just stabbed hers randomly) we taped Gru to the inside of my closet, and there he stayed for like 2 months.
But then one morning I woke up and I heard my brother and my sister talking in the hallway next to my room. And my sister said something about Gru being strong I think and so I shot out of my bed. Ripped him out of my closet, sprinted into the hallway and slapped him onto my brothers walk in closet door.
He's still there to this day
21. Asthetic: OOooO there's so many. I guess goth sometimes, really bright stuff sometimes, and a lot of flowers and stars I guess
Now time to tag people??? The awnser to that is no because Lee and Emile already did this and they tagged the people I was thinking about already and I don't want to crowd their notifications :)
And here's Gru. Sorry the last pic is really bad quality it's 1 am and my family is asleep so I don't want to wake them up by turning on the ceiling light :0
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Yet Another Chatfic pt 5
part 1 I 2 I 3 I 4
this is a long chapter! and im posting it ahead of schedule! bc I love yall!
please leave comments! likes! I love feedback!
Also! this chapter has a peek into sarah, finch, and alberts groupchat
Queens of New York
8:15
santagay: say yeet if you made it home alive
DJacobs: Yeet!
SJ420: yeet
richbitch: yeet
Spot8365631: yeet
respecs: yeet
albiehadalittlelamb: yeet
WhereforeArtThou: yeet
noteventhatshort: yeet
SJ420: wheres finchy boy?
littlebirdie: still at their apt
littlebirdie: oh right
littlebirdie added crispycrutch to Queens of New York
PM with albiehadalittlelamb
santagay: al, finch slept over
albiehadalittlelamb: yeah ik?
santagay: i hate to say this and be that guy, but al, he slept in crutchies room
santagay: ik whats its like to be cheated on, and i never thought i would be having this conversation about finch but I dont want you to get hurt.
albiehadalittlelamb: ill ask finch, im sure nothing happened
PM with littlebirdie
albiehadalittlelamb: did my fake bf cheat on me?
littlebirdie: …
albiehadalittlelamb: GET SOME BOIII
littlebirdie: lmao so your not mad?
albiehadalittlelamb: why would I be mad? even if we were dating id be chill about this, ik you have a huge thing for crutchie and lord knows youd never get any action from me
albiehadalittlelamb: the only problem is that jack thinks your cheating on me
littlefinch: ok so should we fake-break up? cuz i kind of dont want to, but if jack thinks im cheating on you…
albiehadlittlelamb: i have a plan
albiehadalittlelamb: does crutchie know that were fake dating?
littlebirdie: ye, theres no way i would even be allowed into his room if we were actually dating
albiehadalittlelamb: ok but heres the thing, if jack thinks you cheated on me, then race probably thinks the same
littlebirdie: oooHHHHHH
littlebirdie: so now im also fake cheating on you so that race will feel bad and fall for you and your sad situation
albiehadalittlebird: exactly!
littlebirdie: nice! what could possibly go wrong
Queens of New York
respecs: so why is this chat called queens of new york
inyourFACEtrack: well you see…
inyourFACEtrack: twas all hallows eve 2017
inyourFACEtrack: and 7 of us showed up to kaths halloween as drag queens completely independantly
noteventhatshort: and sarah kath jack and i were dressed as disney princesses
respecs: thats beautiful
respecs: and here i thought it was bc ?everyone? here is lbgtq
santagay: well if you think about it, its both
richbitch: when was the last time we even had a straight in this chat?
crispycrutch: i think we had morris in the chat for a week when he was dating romeo
santagay: oh god i forgot about that
SJ420: does he even count as a straight?
inyourFACEtrack: well there was a reason he was only in the chat for a week so…
santagay: true, speaking of which
santagay: specs, if you ever hurt romeo, we will find out where you live and steal all of you soap lest you ever get a date again
respecs: noted?
SJ420: he gave me the same threat when I started dating kath lmao
santagay: it worked didnt it?
SJ420: im hate you
santagay: you loved me once loser
WhereforeArtThou: oh shit he went there
inyourFACEtrack: oooooooooooo
crispycrutch: ??????
SJ420: once upon a time i thought i was a het, and then i dated jack for like 2 months
SJ420: and 90% of our relationship was checking out pretty girls together
SJ420: so i figured i should date those pretty girls
noteventhatshort: BIG MOOD
SJ420: for the record the other 10% of the relationship was jack checking out “cute” boys and me being like eh
santagay: and herre i thought you were just trying to stop me from being jealous
SJ420: jack at one point i kissed another girl in front of you and you did not care
noteventhatshort: AHHH
inyourFACEtrack: OOOF
richbitch: AN ICON
santagay: ok well
SJ420: don’t even try bud
DJacobs: That’s my sister!!!!!
santagay: but at least you didnt hide it
santagay: at least you werent kissing people behind my back like SOME people in this chat
SJ420: ????
Spot8365631: i thought you were over that
santagay: i am i just need to have moral high ground over someone
inyourFACEtrack: wait what
noteventhatshort: is this chat just stories of jack getting cheated on now?
richbitch: im living for this
richbitch: jack cant keep a man nor woman
noteventhatshort: but whats this about spot cheating on jack?
santagay: he BROKE my FRAGILE 15 y/o HEART
santagay: but spottie was too cool, lived too fast, couldnt be tied down to one man
Spot8365631: also david was a much better kisser
SJ420: OH SHIT PLOT TWIST
richbitch: CALLED OUT
inyourFACEtrack: 911? theres been a murder?
DJacobs: This…. is true.
inyourFACEtrack: THE LEGEND HIMSELF SPEAKS
respecs: i am living for the drama in this chat
crispycrutch: were kind of a mess tbh
respecs: i understand and completely respect that
inyourFACEtrack: you reSPECt that?
respecs: haha very funny not like thats my goddamn username or anything
Spot8365631: roasted
inyourFACEtrack: bitch
inyourFACEtrack: YO JACK ROMEO, GOT MY MFN 29TH
santagay: fuck offfffff
WhereforeArtThou: this bet is unfair
WhereforeArtThou: im only attracted to one gender, thats less than half the people to ask
santagay: dude ur still winning
WhereforeArtThou: yeah but its a lot more work
inyourFACEtrack: i only have 1 girls number, i think its p even
santagay: this seems like something you should have considered when we started
WhereforeArtThou: ok but consider this
WhereforeArtThou: i didnt
inyourFACEtrack: ok but consider this
inyourFACEtrack: ur a dumbass
WhereforeArtThou: strong words coming from a guy who threw a wii remote out the window
noteventhatshort: fight fight fight fight
inyourFACEtrack: my embarrassments are not ur entertainment smalls
noteventhatshort: ur embarrassments are my only entertainment what r u talking about
Spot8365631: also everything you do is embarrassing
inyouFACEtrack: i feel betrayed
santagay: you should
santagay: i once saw u put hot chocolate mix in oj
inyourFACEtrack: it tastes like a terrys chocolate orange i stand by my choices
crispycrutch: you snorted mr noodles seasoning bc spot told you to
inyourFACEtrack: and i got 20$ for it
Spot8365631: u didnt “””get”””” 20$ ur debt to me was just slightly reduced
inyourFACEtrack: EITHER WAY
crispycrutch: once i watched u drop a spoon into a pot of boiling water and stick ur hand in to get it
inyourFACEtrack: i think ur point has been made, thnk u crutchie
Spot8365631: please do not stop, hes had it coming
crispycrutch: i will stop only bc i value my safety and so i still have receipts for the future
inyourFACEtrack: oh god
inyourFACEtrack: why did i think it was a good idea to live with you
crispycrutch: bc you love me and i contribute to the rent
inyourFACEtrack: touche
crispycrutch: besides, i would have dirt on you regardless
crispycrutch: i have seen each and every one of you do stupid stuff, no one is safe
inyourFACEtrack: mooooom crutchies being meannnn
DJacobs: Crutchie, please delete your blackmail.
crispycrutch: how can i delete it when its in my brain
santagay: i have never been more scared of crutchie
SJ420: crutchie is my idol
crispycrutch: that does not make you safe my friend
SJ420: honestly at this point you could reveal anything about me and i would not care
SJ420: i have reached a god status where nothing you say could possibly embarrass me
richbitch: im so in love with you
SJ420: love you too babe
PM with SJ420
richbitch: ik youre in the next room but i dont want dave to hear, but I got a dinner reservation for two tomorrow at 7 and was wondering if you would like to join me
SJ420: i mean of course, but why are you asking me like this
richbitch: because
richbitch: also you should wear that dress you got for christmas
SJ420: ok?
More Than Just Cigars
SJ420: kath is acting weird
albiehadalittlelamb: what kind of weird
albiehadalittlelamb: like “i just lost a lot of money” weird
albiehadalittlelamb: “i just took a bunch of acid” weird?
littlebirdie: oh no is it “i just slept with jack” weird?!
SJ420: oh god no
SJ420: she texted me and asked me on a date
SJ420: i asked her why and she said because
littlebirdie: !!!!!!!!!
littlebirdie: DID SHE ASK YOU TO WEAR SOMETHING SPECIFIC
SJ420: ye, a dress from christmas
albiehadalittlelamb: OH MYYYYY GODDDDDDDD
littlebirdie: GIRL
SJ420: what????
littlebirdie: jfc ur blind
albiehadalittlelamb: if u havent caught on yet we cant morally help u srry
SJ420: GUYS PLEASE
littlebirdie: nope
albiehadalittlelamb: have fun on ur date tho
PM with santagay
albiehadalittlelamb: oh yeah finch did not, in fact cheat on me
albiehadalittlelamb: he was just making up with crutchie last night, they had a fight
santagay: and u trust finch in this
albiehadalittlelamb: ofc, ive known finch a long time, he would never
santagay: ok if you insist, i just dont want you to get hurt
albiehadalittlelamb: thanks jack
Queens of New York
littlebirdie: anyone else just, super glad that theyre gay?
littlebirdie: bc thats such an important feeling
DJacobs: Me too, Finch
Spot8365631: rt
SJ420: rt
noteventhatshort: rt
WhereforeArtThou: rt
albiehadalittlelamb: rt
santagay: rt but bi
inyourFACEtrack: rt but bi
richbitch: rt but bi
respecs: rt but bi
crispycrutch: rt but pan
littlebirdie has changed Queens of New York to Queers of New York
inyourFACEtrack: helllllll yeah
Spot8365631: no cussing, my mom checks my phone
inyourFACEtrack: oh my goodness im so sorry spot
inyourFACEtrack: ill delete the message right away
DJacobs: What?
DJacobs: Why does your mom check your messages, Spot?
DJacobs: You’re 23 and moved out?
DJacobs: Also I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you swear in this chat.
DJacobs: This is a meme, isn’t it?
santagay: u got there on ur own!
santagay: im so proud of u!
DJacobs: Thank you, Jack.
inyourFACEtrack: why does it feel like everyone is in loving and healthy relationships except me?
PM with inyourFACEtrack
Spot8365631: wow rude
inyourFACEtrack: were not in a relationship remember?
Queers of New York
DJacobs: Jack and I are not dating.
santagay: dude, were mom and dad, i think that’s close enough
respecs: question, in this mom/dad thing, who is everyone else
santagay: kath and sarah are the aunts obvi
inyourFACEtrack: smalls, romeo, crutchie, al, and i are their kids
inyourFACEtrack: finch used to be one of the kids but now hes dating al so that seems weird
inyourFACEtrack: i guess hes sarahs kid now?
SJ420: awwww i love my new son
respecs: what about spot?
santagay: hes kind of… his own entity… like an estranged uncle or neighbor that spends more time in ur house than his own
Spot8365631: rude but accurate
santagay: thats my name dont wear it out
Spot8365631: i hate you sm
santagay: then y r u always in my house???
Spot8365631: this metaphor has gone to far. blocked deleted and unfollowed.
santagay: honestly? thats fair
santagay: i respect ur choices
Spot8365631: sounds fake but ok
PM with Spot8365631
inyourFACEtrack: in a beautiful twist of fate, crutchie jack are going to see a movie with davey and kath, and im home alone with a meat lovers pizza on its way
Spot8365631: ok?
inyourFACEtrack: would you care to join me?
Spot8365631: no, sounds too much like a date, and were not in a relationship right?
inyourFACEtrack: dude, were friends, sharing a pizza, and maybe having anal sex
inyourFACEtrack: thats not a date its just what we do
Spot8365631: still no, i have to finish a foreign policy essay for tomorrow
inyourFACEtrack: oh ok
#im so excited for the next chapter!#yet another chatfic#newsies#romeo newsies#specs newsies#finch newsies#jack kelly#david jacobs#sarah jacobs#javid#racetrack higgins#sprace#crutchie morris#albert dasilva#smalls newsies#katherine plumber#katherine pulitzer#newsbians#spot conlon#newsies fic
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5.1 Mandag 30.10.17 16.47
(((Thinkin Bout You - Frank Ocean)))
*TWO MONTHS LATER*
The small cafe usually bristling with customers and people milling about was practically empty today save for him and the bored employee manning the counter as Elias perused the glossy round tables and gleaming cash register. The hum of cappuccino machine in the far corner the only background noise in the otherwise quiet space. The glass windows to his right showcased the bright clear sky outside and the towering brownstone buildings neighboring the coffee shop.
He had just finished up his intro photography course and wanted to get a head start on his assignments. Of course, his end goal wasn’t to become a photographer, but he did enjoy it a lot more than any of the science courses he’d forced himself through so many weeks ago. The past two months had been one nonstop blur of delving into his classes, and lectures, desperately trying to find something that peaked his interests.
As he sat there thinking about the numerous projects he needed to get done, his thoughts couldn’t help but subconsciously drift to a certain brown haired girl who hadnt left his mind since she’d left two months ago.
Laila
He wondered what she was doing at that moment. He wondered if he crossed her mind at all, or if he was just a passing memory, fading every day like a dream upon waking, or like footsteps on a sandy beach. He drew his phone out and tapped his messages; scrolling through them until he found the ones he was looking for. The old messages shared between Laila and him. It was almost as if he pored over the words long enough he could find the exact message, the exact moment when it had all gone down hill.
The first few days he’d called her, sent her texts, left her voicemails, but all of it was in vain. She hadn’t responded to his attempts at reaching out and after a while, Elias had ashamedly given up hope of ever seeing Laila again. It was the uncertainty of it all that he couldn’t stand. He’d even tried contacting Anja, Laila’s friend who he figured would at least know her whereabouts. But all she was willing to tell him was that Laila had moved away from Oslo, a few days after their impromptu date. She refused to say anything more.
A small part of him couldn’t help but feel that she had left because of him. Had he done something wrong? He’d tried to come up with various reasons why she left, each reason more unlikely than the last.
In the end, he decided it didn’t matter. He would get over her if it was the last thing he did. He couldn’t afford to pine after her any more, especially when it seemed she didn’t care enough about him to try to reach out.
He closed his laptop with a determined click, and grabbed his bag from off the floor. It was late afternoon and he needed to get home. He quickly glanced at the young man behind the counter to see if he’d fallen asleep, but he had disappeared into the back room. As he made his way out of the shop, the crisp fall air quickly enveloped his senses, and Elias burrowed himself in his black woolen jacket.
He only made it a few steps before bumping into a familiar figure on the sidewalk.
It was Mikael.
“Mikael? What are you doing here?” Elias asked incredulously.
Mikael raised his brows in astonishment, clearly taken aback at seeing Elias here. “Oh hey Elias, I was just meeting someone.” He flitted his gaze from Elias to a flock of pigeons congregating on the sidewalk across the street before looking back at Elias, fidgeting with his hands.
“Who were you meeting? Mutta’s still in class I think, Yousef’s meeting Sana, and both Adam and Even are at work…”
“It’s no one. So how was your photography class?” Mikael asked
Elias frowned. “It was good.” He didn’t bother to mention that instead of studying, he had spent the last half hour thinking about Laila for the millionth time.
Mikael nodded. “Are we still on for tomorrow? The Halloween party?”
“Yah, we are.”
Elias had completely forgotten about the party. But he was grateful for the opportunity to think about something else for a few hours.
“I was going to ask you, for tomorrow, I’m in charge of alcohol for the party and you know how Bakka kids love to drink so did you want me to bring extra beer for you too?”
“No…it’s ok…..I’ve been trying to stay away from alcohol now that I’ve started praying again,” Elias confessed.
“Oh yah, thats right. I remember you telling us that you’ve starting praying five times a day again? Has that been helping you?” Mikael inquired.
“Honestly? I’ve been really distracted lately and I can’t seem to get out of my head long enough to feel lighter like I used to. It’s been a weird few weeks…” Elias sighed in slight frustration. He looked back at Mikael who could somehow tell something was off about him as he met his sympathetic glance.
“So have you heard from Laila?” Mikael finally asked, as if reading his mind.
Elias shook his head in defeat. “No. For all I know she could still be here in Oslo but she’s just been ignoring me for the past two months hoping I’ll take the hint…” He looked across the street forlornly.
“But didn’t you say her friend said she moved away or something?”
“Yah but I don’t know what’s true or what’s not anymore. Part of me just wants to get over her already.”
Mikael smiled and punched Elias’ shoulder playfully. “Don’t worry bro, I’ll help you get over her. I’ve got your back.”
Elias’ lips upturned into a small grin. He nodded, suddenly glad that he had run into Mikael when he had.
“How are you supposed to be my wingman and help me get over Laila when you’re always off disappearing somewhere at every party we go to?” Elias teased.
Mikael rolled his eyes. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
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A fictional story Inspired by Logic's 18002738255 music video
So….. I was 18 when I came out… Not really came out, more like my mother walking in on me and my “friend.”
It was 2 weeks before high school graduation, and she was not the first friend I had sleep over.
The day before was so incredibly normal. It was a Saturday, and my friend and I hung out at the mall most of the day. She got some hoop earrings and shoes, I got a couple of shirts and a bracelet. I asked my parents if she could stay over, they said fine.
My parents had no idea I was gay. I wasn’t a girly girl, but I wasn’t a tomboy either. I definitely glammed up when I felt like it. But hair tied, sweats on, with no make up on was also a fav. I’m definitely what you call the in between, I played softball hardcore, but I also loved watching real housewives.
Being an only child I was the best of both worlds for my parents. I was the daughter who loved shoe shopping with mom, and the girl who can watch sports with dad cuz she knows the difference between a field goal and a grand slam. I had a great childhood because of that. I have very loving parents. Still didn’t stop that wow factor though.
After shopping my friend and I got to my house, ordered pizza, watched some movies. Normal things teenage girls do.
We had been some what “dating” but nothing official. She asked where she was sleeping, I told her my bed was fine. I had mastered keeping quiet when friends came over.
My friend and I had started making out once we got to my bedroom. This wasn’t our first kiss, but it was our first time taking it past that. With each other anyway. My room and my parents room were on opposites end of the hall, so a little music helped mask whatever sounds we couldn’t help get out. We went further than either of us expected too, and then fell asleep in each others arms. Was it love, or teenage lust?
Think I’ll go with the second one. Yeah that sounds right, just pure teenage lust. Hormones raging and we just got caught up in the moment. Thats the answer I have for that now, did not have that answer that morning when my mother opened that door.....
Morning came, it was probably 8, sometimes we go to church, but since I had a friend over I figured we weren’t. I was right, I just didn’t think my parents were gonna order breakfast for us. They had woken up early and my dad left to get the food and my mom had come to ask what we wanted.
I was half awake and on fence if I should've woke my friend up before my parents or just wait five more minutes since it was Sunday morning. Should’ve gotten up five minutes earlier. I thought they’d sleep in til 10 and my friend would have had time to get dressed and hide any evidence. But I just laid there in my own world, thinking I could hide forever. I guess that was a sign from the universe to stop hiding. I had no choice when I heard my mother’s voice. When I heard that door open I just knew it was over.
Its like time stood still for those few moments. My mom walked in and said “morning girls” and just paused….
My friend awoke from her deep sleep and just stared at my mom. The look on my mother’s face was…I can't even really describe it.
Stunned. Absolutely stunned.
It felt like she was standing there forever, when it was probably just a few seconds. No words were said, she just shut the door.
I looked at my friend, she looked back at me then turned to grab some clothes. Not really sure if they were hers or mines, just saw her throw on a shirt and pants grab her bags and rush out the door. My mother was still there when my friend opened it. They looked at each other for a second before she bolted to the front door. I was still sitting in my bed when mom looked back at me. I looked at the floor and saw a shirt and shorts. I grabbed them and, keeping myself completely covered as possible, put them on. I didn't look at her the entire time she stood there, I couldn't. I sat there on the edge of the bed and slowly started rocking back and forth with my hands wrapped around myself. I could feel her eyes burning into the top of my head. What was there to say?
Like I said, if my friend wasn't there we would have gone to church. We're not overly religious, and I wasn't doing anything to rebel against religion. We were very involved in the church, we did bake sales, Halloween parties, Christmas plays. We loved our church family. My parents weren't judgmental towards anyone. But still, I didn't know what their reaction would be, and I definitely didn't want them to find out this way.
After what felt like hours of her standing there, she walked back into my room. I was still staring at the floor, rocking back and forth.
"Can you look at me?" She finally said. I slowly raised my head and looked at her. I can't describe the look she gave me, I just know I started crying the second I saw her face. I looked away and just cried. Through the tears I saw her feet come closer to me. I felt her sit down next to me and place her arm around me.
"Sweetie, please stop crying" she said softly. I tried to stop but couldn't. She patted me and pulled me closer. Then I heard my father come in.
"What's wrong?" He asked, standing at my doorway. I finally stopped crying and looked at him. I opened my mouth, but words couldn't come out.
"Our daughter is gay." My mother said simply.
"Really?" He said with just a look. Not of disappointment, more surprise. Yeah he was really, really, surprised.
"Well....ok" he said.
"Yeah" said my mother still patting my shoulder, "Yeah."
"So.....are we going to eat breakfast now or?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm starving" Mom said. She pulled her arm from around me and grabbed my hand. "Come on honey,"
With tears still in my eyes I followed them to the kitchen. We sat at the table and started eating. I still had not said a word. Dad stared for a second, Mom stared, they stared at each other. I just tried eating, even though I had no appetite.
"So," my dad said hitting the table. Mom and I jumped. "Sorry, just a little surprised."
"You're telling me," mom said. I put my fork down and just stared at my plate.
"Look," dad said "We're your parents and we love you. You're the greatest gift your mother has ever given me. You're the greatest gift I've given her. You are our world."
I nodded. Still staring at my plate.
"When did this all start?" Mom asked.
Oh that question had me so scared. I almost cried again.
"Baby don't cry" she said softly. There was a pause. Do they really want to hear the truth or do they want to hear what they think they should hear. Before I could even give myself a real answer the words left my mouth
"At a party when I was 14," I said still looking at my plate. I took a deep breath and finally looked up.
"An older girl started flirting with me. But that wasn't what did it. When I was 11 and everybody was talking about the latest boy bands and I was still looking at the female singers closer than I needed too I knew something wasn't right with me. That party when I was 14 just confirmed it."
"There's nothing wrong with you." mom said. "Like your father said, we're your parents and we love you. No matter who you decide to love."
Still teary-eyed I had a big smile of relief on my face.
"This explains why you never brought a boy over." Said dad. "Which is too bad because I had that all planned in my head the second the doctor said it's a girl."
Mom and I let out some giggles.
"But seriously," he said "No more sleepovers, OK?"
"Yes sir" I said.
"Well, at least we know she'll never get pregnant when she goes to college." Said mom.
"Yeah, so many upsides." Laughed dad. He got up from his chair and hugged me.
"I love you, honey."
"I love you too, daddy."
Two weeks later I graduated high school, a couple of months after that I started college. New city, fresh start, I was finally able to be me.
I guess I'm what you call the lucky one. My parents didn't threaten to kick me out or disown me. They just loved me because I'm their daughter.
I can't believe that was 10 years ago. Here I am now at 28 years old, in a happy relationship. In a happy marriage.
My wife had asked for my parents blessing. My father, proudly, walked me down the aisle. We just adopted our first child, a handsome baby boy. My mother is so happy to be a grandmother and my father is happy to, finally, have a little boy in his life.
I know all stories don't have a happy ending, but I'm hoping mines help someone.
It's still better to come out versus keeping it in. I kept myself in the closet for so long. At 11 years old I knew I was different, but I also knew I needed to keep my mouth shut because I knew it was wrong. From a 11 to 14 I tried to play along, but I just didn't like boys. Then that faithful night a girl kissed me for the first time and that was it. So for four long years I kept every relationship, every girlfriend a secret from parents. Seven years I was never my true self. My teen years were harder because I had such a big secret.
But once they came out. Once I came out, life got better.
For everyone still hiding, it gets better.
#fiction#gaylivesmatter#gaymarriage#lovewins#loveismyreligion#loveislove#writing#writers#fictional story#itgetsbetter#homosexuality#gay#storytelling
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Can I have an MC with really bad anxiety? Like not social but more like she cant even sit in her bed alone in the dark? You're doing really great so far, keep up the good work!
of course! also thank you!!!
i always get motivated for this one in the middle of an anxiety attack lolololol
TOTALLY NOT LISTENING TO HALLOWEEN MUSIC TO MAINTAIN MOTIVATION
zen
it was a quiet night
you had just had the busiest week of a hectic month
so you got a little clingier with zen
he enjoyed it happy to have some relax time
the phone was ringing in the other room making zen have to leave to grab it
this already made you nervous
who was calling in the middle of the night
with zen gone you didn’t feel safe
at any gust of wind you jumped
at any creak in the house you jumped
any noise sent your anxiety off
you couldn’t stop thinking of what could happen
you were so deep in your thoughts you didn’t notice zen in the kitchen
he suddenly dropped a glass and you couldn’t stop you anxiety
you thought unknown was going to get you again and you started to cry and hyperventilate
you just couldn’t control your thoughts
luckily zen noticed and came over to you and pulled you close
“hey babe I’m here! i just dropped a glass I’m sorry it scared you!”
you just hug him tightly thankful it wasn’t who you thought it was
you just cry for a bit shaking
he whispers sweet words to you rubbing your back comforting you
he knows about your anxiety as he probably had to help comfort you
yoosung
you two were playing a horror game of your own request which was surprising to him
it was mainly to do with the fact you were tired of feeling like a burden
you were doing great albeit your anxiety making you stiff as a board
you were really fighting it
you just cant do getting chased or jump scares
after the first game you are feeling confident even though you are shaking badly
yoosung was too
he was allowed to pick the game tho
he happens to love the thrill of jumpscares
its that boost of energy for school lololol
he pick five nights at freddy’s
you falter
you start playing shaking so much
with his help you get to the second night
you try and alternate between him taking over when a jumpscare is near
and this works till like the 4th night
when you all get distracted
theres suddenly a jump scare that makes you scream
you curl in on yourself shaking and crying mind wandering making it worse
doesn’t help you like to look up the theories and then you get freaked out
you then are thinking about how stupid it is that a game is making you freak out but he doesn’t think so
he grabs his favorite blanket and his hoodie that you love
he rushes to get tea going and he quickly puts on cute animal videos while you are at the compute and has you get up so you can both sit there
you on his lap
this helps distract you and you laugh sniffling at the silly kittens
next thing you know you are asleep on him and he doesnt know what to do
jaehee
your school has really been taking a toll on you
you never thought how hard it would be to major in theater
sweats nervously
you have to practice a monologue but you also have all you academic work to do
as you are working on it you check the time and how much is left
its now 3 in the morning and barely finished and you still have that monologue to practice that’s due tomorrow
you start thinking of the worst and begin to shake crying silently
jaehee wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for the fact you dropped a glass by accident trying to calm down
that made it worse because now you think thats more work and how it upset jaehee
but she simply cleans up the mess and gives you slippers in case any stray glass got anywhere
she makes some tea for you to calm down and gets you a blanket and plays some recordings of zen singing because that’s what helps her
she gives you a hug and a kiss and makes sure you are ok and decides to help you with the work
jumin
you were in the penthouse playing with Elizabeth while he was at work
you were having an amazing time till the power went out
you completely freeze up
you werent aware that you werent breathing till you needed to breathe again
you were just frozen
you shut your eyes tightly like you were taught when you were younger when scared of the dark
you didnt have a blanket to hide under and you didnt want to move
you were thinking of all the things that could be lurking in the dark and start rocking crying
elizabeth worries about yoy and brushes against you meowing and you sit crisscross applesauce so she can sit on your lap
you peat her and she purrs comforting you
suddenly the door is opened making a loud noise and she runs to greet the familiar face but it just made your anxiety worse
you rock again thinking its someone whos going to kill or kidnapp you for being the heirs wife
“sweetheart? its me jumin? your husband?”
he goes over to her with a flash light and he sits down next to you pulling you into his chest whispering to you to calm you down planting kisses to your temples
you hug him tightly glad to have him right now
the power comes back on and you don’t want to let go
hes fine with this
707
you were on the computer writing things on tumblr
when suddenly its hacked
you cant get all these freaky things of your computer and you are panicking crying
there were quiet a few nsfw things
some of which hit a few triggers
you scream for seven
he had been teaching you computer things but your anxiety wont let you think clearly
you keep telling yourself that if you were calmer you can fix it and not need his help
when he comes rushing in you try to explain and he pushes up his glasses telling you hes serious thankfully
you are still panicking though anxiety running rampant in your head
you feel bad because he deals with his brothers mental illnesses enough he doesnt have to deal with yours but he honestly doesnt mind
he shuts down you computer and takes a part out of the computer it self
“well you couldn’t of fixed this it’s well hacked but has been for a while so we need to fix that but that can wait”
he says this knowing you used many unimportant accounts on that computer under his request
hes gets some tea going and wraps you in his jacket taking his headphones off playing relaxing nature sounds he knows helps you from watching your youtube history
and he just hold you close playing with your hair for a while
you are finally calm and he feels like a hero because he got to help you and saeran today
“im not called god 7 for no reason”
you smack him and just hug him
unknown
you were sitting on the bed with him and bad memories that cause anxiety hit
you normally try to handle it on your own away from him because he needs more help in you mind
but you just cant stop it
you and shaking badly trying to get the thoughts to go away
you hold your head desperate to calm down and rock
at this point he notices and knows whats going on and he pulls you close rocking
“hey you should tell me you go through it too i can help you like you help me…”
you just hug him and he hums slightly playing with your hair
its the most relaxing sound you’ve heard and you quickly calm down
“so what caused it?”
“i remembered what we went through to both be here where we are now”
he just looks sad and understanding now realizing it scarred you too
later he gets you flowers
v
you have one dark thought and you jump straight to the thought that you are becoming rika
this of course freaks you out and anxiety comes to say hi and try to spend the night
not today satan
your mind goes through all the ways you could possibly be rika
you curl up freaking out shaking and crying wanting to stay away from v so he doesnt find out you are “rika v2.o”
its too late
he rushes to you trying to see if you are ok
when you tell him you are worried you are gonna become rike he gives you this long talk about how you are nothing like her
hes just sitting next to you and he tells you to talk about your favorite subject to calm down
you choose art and he and you just chat about it for ages till you realize you are calm
you tell him hes fucking magic
“no haha i just did research”
you give him a smooch and say no you are fucking magic and he just laughs nodding
i hope this is ok? its like 4 in the morning and ive been suffering from con depression all day and plus i havent done an imagine in A G E S sorry for that writers block is a bitch
#mysme#mystic messenger#mystic messenger zen#mystic messenger v#mystic messenger jaehee#mystic messenger jumin#mystic messenger 707#mystic messenger yoosung#mystic messenger saeran#mystic messenger hyun#mystic messenger mc#mystic messenger unknown#mystic messenger luciel#mystic messenger ray#mystic messenger saeyoung
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07.16.17 - The Situation
I loved this boy lets call him... Mike. Really maybe I thought I did, no I did. We were an official couple (or so I thought) for a good eleven months. The twelfth month he became kinda distant but i brushed it off. One night we are cruising through downtown LA an his phone rings so I pick it up and it says, let's call her... Ann. And there is a picture of a girl in a tank top posing in a mirror, basic right? Anyway I ask him who is this I can feel him tense up. He says, "Oh, that's my cousin" and he declines the call. So I'm like if its your cousin why didn't you answer. He says its okay I'll call her back tomorrow. So I am sitting there angry as fuck but I hold it in because I was not about to be that always mad girlfriend no it wasn't me yo. Meanwhile, my face is getting hot and my mind is racing with questions like: "Why did he get so nervous? Why was he lying? Is he really cheating on me? Who the fuck has a picture like that of their cousin as the contact? Being me and loving him so much i brushed it off. You see I did that a lot just brushing off shit because I loved him and I knew how lucky I was to have someone I really thought I did not deserve. Shortly after the call situation I am at the park and my friend walks up to me and says you still go out with Mike and I say yeah. Then she says "Ohh Shit NEVER MIND!" My heart almost instantly starts racing and my mind reverts back to the night his "cousin" called. She says he was at So and So's High School homecoming with no other than... Anne. My friend also tells me she was sitting on his lap and they were kissing. At this point him and I were still in a relationship and he goes to homecoming with so girl he lied and told me was his fucking cousin. Like NIGGA REALLY!? YOU KISSING ANOTHER BITCH WHILE YOU'RE MINE!? I was angry and I could feel myself losing breathe and balance. That night I couldn't wait to go home and blow the fuck up on that nigga Mike. I pressed him about going to homecoming with Anne, nit telling him that I knew he was kissing on the bitch and shit. So, he says its not that big of a deal I'm just her math tutor. MIKE I THOUGHT YOU WERE HER COUSIN MIKE!!! So anyway I should have ended what I knew was going to soon come to a close tight then and there. But again.. I brushed it off ad let him sweet talk me into a peaceful state of mind he was always so good at that and then I remembered I was soooo lucky to have him. A few weeks go by and another friend asks me did you and Mike break up and my heart stopped. I played it cool and said no and why. He told me he saw a post of him on snapchat of him smoking a blunt obviously taken by someone else with a heart emoji. My friend questioned me because at the same time I had made a snapchat of myself in a while other city with a whole other group of people. Our date was 10.31.14 (my favorite holiday) and it is about 10.20.15 .. Ik not sure exactly how but.. Mike breaks up with me. I cry and panic and ask him why. I asked him does this have anything to do with Anne. He denies that this has anything to do with Anne but he loves me and he needs to get himself together.. alone or whatever. I died a little inside. I mean I know I did not give him everything but I loved him and I was already so insecure with myself and with our relationship it cut me deep. And because that cut me deep I went into a night of self-loathing I treated myself like the piece of shit i thought I was telling myself things like: You're worthless. You thought you could conceal who you really are from him, you failed. He knows you are trash so he threw you away. Dumb bitch can't even keep a high school boyfriend. And I cried myself into a deep headache and went to sleep. The next day he texts me saying he is so sorry about all this and he promised to hang out with me on our day 10.31.15, Halloween my favorite day. So, I had hope that this would change things. I said ok. Some days went by I hadn't heard from him and by this time its probably 10.30.15. So I just said fuck it whatever. A few days after that the same friend mentioned most recently asked me if Mike and I had broken up, I confessed. Then he says oh ok thats why he was with that Anne girl. I literally heard glass hatter inside of my head, a panic was coming but I had to suppress it. I asked him what the fuck he was talking about and he went to her Instagram page and there was a picture of Anne and Mike in matching costumes and the date posted read : 10.31.15 I ALMOST LOST MY SHIT! He betrayed me the girl whom he had shared a beautiful relationship with for eleven months. HE TOOK ANOTER BITCH OUT ON OUR DAY, MY FAVORITE FUCKING DAY... HALLOWEEN MY NIGGA! Blah Blah Blah some time passed by we got back together at some point for about a week and then we broke up again 7 days later. I went to his house for head and chill time the Wednesday before Turkey Day. I asked him did he gave a girlfriend (I was talking about Anne) he told me know and I did nit ask about it again. By now I had followed Anne on Instagram .... i guess she didn't know about me and I'm scrolling on my home page and I see a picture of Anne and Mike. I wanted to fucking throw my phone at the sight. But, I read the caption it read "I am thankful for my boyfriend because r loves me even though I make it hard to." I FUCKING WENT BESERK IM THE HEAD. He told me tat was not his girlfriend bd it gad to be for a while for them to have "love" like really? You have a girlfriend but literally two days ago your face was inside if my vagina. I texted him the picture with a few questions. This boy had the nerve to say he can't deal with this right now he had a rough day... BITCH WHAT?!?! Literally I was in awe. I was basically the other woman in the matter of one goddamn month. So I'll spare the details we basically stayed together in a low key thing their entire relationship. In February, he de flowered me and in June shit. hit. the fucking. fan! You see throughout our secret love affair he would bring my friends and I food like really late at night when we were high or drunk. So my homegirl had added Anne on snapchat so we could see what ol girl was up to. She rarely watched my hg snapchat so whatever. Mike brought up some fries and nuggets. So my homegirl takes a picture of the fries and types out "Thank You Mike." I had no clue I had went to the car with mike to canoodle as usual. The next day he texts me going off and I'm uber lost. I tell my friends and they all look at one person and I ask what is going on. She tells me what she did. I try to tell Mike that this was not my fault. He did not believe me. Turns out Anne had seen it and pressed tf outta him and broke up with him or whatever I was not fazed but on 06.04.16 he stopped talking to me.
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bruh
1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?
well that would be dani and i would be very confused. “why was i naked?” i would ask. i have no reason to be naked around dani. or anyone, for that matter.
2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?
well i found out he was a trump supporter (rip) so i deleted him from everything. i still feel gross and its been almost 6 months.
3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?
honestly depends on the drug. weed? i dont care. shrooms/lsd/acid? id be a little iffy, but i ultimately wouldnt care. heroin/cocaine/opiods? id immediately try to help them get help.
4. Is your last name longer than six letters?
ya its 7 lol
5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?
sober (unfortunately)
6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?
no? i dont think so
7. What does your last received text say?
“i like that color”
8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?
idk we made out for like twenty minutes because i was too chicken to say “hey you were fun for ten minutes but id really rather be with my friends”
9. Where was your last kiss at?
some shitty halloween rave
10. When is the last time you saw your sister?
i dont have a sister lol
11. What do you drink in the morning?
water
12. Where did you sleep last night?
in my bed? where else am i gonna sleep? the dumpster behind my dorm? a clown car?
13. Do you think relationships are hard?
yeah. its constant work, but it shouldnt be annoying work, you know? its work thats hard but you enjoy doing it
14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?
ya i wouldnt spend so much money lol
15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?
YES GET ME OUT OF THERE AWAY FROM TRUMP BOY
16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?
rainy!!!
17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?
nope
18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?
jeans
19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?
wish i fuckin knew. probably not.
20. Does anyone like you?
no i dont think so.
21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?
nope
22. Is the last person you kissed gay?
fuck no
23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?
the boy i last kissed
24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?
i already have one lmao
25. In the past week have you cried?
yeah i cried in the airport because i had to call my mom because i didnt have enough money for the uber home and i was freaking the fuck out
26. What breed was the last dog you saw?
i dont know! but he was littleand cute and i love him
27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?
out of the shower
28. Have you ever kissed a football player?
no all the football players i knew in high school were gross, and my current school doesnt have a football team
29. Do you think you’re old?
im not 20 yet so no
30. Do you like text messaging?
yes! i love texting! it makes it so easy to talk to my friends back home and also its so much easier to put things into writing
31. What type of day are you having?
eh, its ok. i met with my schools career service center and we talked about what i have to do to get my dream job, and also an actual job.
32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?
yeah, but i cant do piercings.
33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?
WARM
34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?
my dad! even though he annoys me sometimes hes still my dad and i love him a lot
35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?
a fling. i dont have the time, money, or desire for an actual Relationship rn
36. Are you a simple or complicated person?
id like to think simple, but i also know that my logic doesnt always make sense to other people, which can make me seem complicated so *shrug* idk
37. What song are you listening to?
im listening to the sabres/sharks broadcast sooooo
38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?
usually39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?
dani, anishka, brooke40. What made you start liking the person you like now?
well he plays for the sabres and hes super cute and i love him hes softe. he doesnt know i exist because why would he but i lov him.41. When did you last receive a text message?
well since i wrote the beginning of this post i have received two (2) texts, the most recent of which was 3 minutes ago42. What is wrong with you right now?
I NEED MONEY. I HAVE $6 IN MY BANK ACCOUNT AND I HAVE $100 IN FRATERNITY DUES AT THE END OF THE MONTH.43. How well do you know the last female you texted?
dani is one of my best friends lol44. Does anyone disgust you?
myself, mostly. but like, ACTUAL disgust? anyone who is alt-right.45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?
probably not46. Are you in a good mood right now?
relatively, yeah47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?
my roommates48. What color shirt are you wearing?
its a black parade mcr shirt...................49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?
yeah, that im poor lol50. Anyone you’re giving up on?
myself51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?
yeah, i honestly hate him so much hahaha but yet were still facebook friends so
52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?
the buffalo sabres53. Do you like rain?
yes!!! i love rain so much!!! especially thunderstorms!!!! 54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?
no55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?
all the time in high school. i knew they didnt like me back, so pair that with crippling shyness and nothing ever happened.56. Do you like to cuddle?
YES. CUDDLE ME.57. Are you shy?
GOD YES. i Cannot talk to new people. 58. Do you get along with girls?
i gotta. us women gotta stick together.59. Have you dated the person you texted last?
yeah dani and i dated for like almost 3 months lol 60. What do you carry with you at all times?
my phone. i always, always have my phone with me. 61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?
oh fuck yeah. i love ghosts gimme some ghost love. 62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?
eh. sure, lets say yeah. 63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?
nope, but i wanted one. and now i am Here, single, bitter. 64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?
OH MY GODDDDDD FOREHEAD KISSES KILL ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALSO TEMPLE KISSES GOD I AM SO WEAK FOR THOSE65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?
yeah, i surprised brooke and dani and they both screamed which was probably cute, but mostly made me warm inside.
66. How old are the last three people you kissed?
uh 19/20, 18, and 16 (at the time)
67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?
id do them myself lol i dont fucking care. 68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?
...zebra?
69. Do you have any stickers on your car?
no but i want some70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?
lil wayne, i dont fuck my cousins.71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?
iphone bith!!!72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?
like two-ish weeks ago?73. Do you like diet soda?
yeah i like diet coke more than regular coke? idk it tastes better74. What color are the walls in your room?
here theyre an ugly beige, back home theyre sabres blue and gold (i was in seventh grade ok bye)75. Are you 16 or older?
ya im 19 now76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?
nope.77. Do you have a job?
not yet, but i applied for a ton! please send positive thoughts my way that i get one!!! 78. What are your initials?
MMR79. Did you ever have braces?
yeah, for two and a half years :/80. Are you from the south?
do i fuck my cousins?
81. What does your last status on facebook say?
my most recent activity was me sharing the article about harrison browne retiring, but my most recent original activity says “ED SHEERAN IS COMING TO BUFFALO THIS IS NOT A DRILL”82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?
nope. he re-followed me on twitter in november tho lol83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?
probably my mom, but it used to be the other way around.84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?
no but i wanted to so bad when i was younger!!!85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?
the lego batman movie lol86. Do you smoke?
nope. both of my parents smoked cigarettes and i dont fuck with that. as for weed (which i assume this is actually referring to), i smoked it once over the summer,but i dont really want to again? idk i just have no burning desire to get high.87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?
flip flops.88. Is your phone touch screen?
ya89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?
my hair is limp bitch90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?
yeah lol once i snuck out at 1 in the morning to go to noco and buy chocolate milk it was an Adventure91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?
pool. im not about to get some fucking parasite in my vagina, which would happen to me with my shitty luck.92. Have you ever made out in a car?
ye93. …Had sex in a car?
no, im a version94. Are you single or in a relationship?
single95. What were you doing last night at midnight?
what WAS i doing last night at midnight, thats actually a good question.96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?
uh new years. in person? fourth of july i think.97. Do you like the camera on your phone?
yeah. i mostly take my picture through snapchat so98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?
I FUCKING WISH99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?
no but ive thrown up.............100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?
a few101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?
bitch do i look like im stickin dicks in my hoo ha102. Name your favorite Kesha song:
her cover of true colors? iconic, show stopping, brilliant, amazing, never been done before103. Do you have any tan lines right now?
yes! its amazing bc that never happens104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?
FUCK. NO.
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