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notcaring99 · 4 years

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What I’ve Never Had (Bucky x Teen Reader)

Warnings: Sadness and Violence

Ft: Original Avengers

Request:” Can you write a Bucky x teen reader? Where their like father and daughter, and she doesn’t really see her real father as her dad, and one day her and Bucky are hangout and she accidentally calls him dad? Sorry if this is confusing. Btw I love your writings, you I have such a talent 💕” -Anonymus

A/N: Hello everyone! I am still a mess, but I do hope you enjoy this. Especially the person that requested this. Thank you for everything, and your kind words. It means so much to me. I do miss writing these, but life is busy. I am so sorry if this is bad, I haven’t written in a while. I will try to write as many nonrequested ones as I can along with the requested. Priority will be requested. Thank you for reading, and hope to see some requests in my inbox soon.

“Can you pass me the salt?” Bucky asks you, and you smile as you slide the salt across the island. He catches it with ease before turning back to the pot of stew. “Thanks pumpkin.” You smile as you look at Bucky.

“No problem. So when is this amazing stew going to be ready?” You ask him, and he doesn’t turn around as he is cooking still.

“It will be ready when everyone is here. Go get ready. Don’t mind me.” Bucky tells you and you sigh before leaning on the island.

“Alright, but if the fire alarm goes off again, I get to tell you I told you so.” Bucky waves you off and you make your way to the small bedroom you have here at Bucky’s. You are getting ready for your graduation, which is this afternoon at your lame high school. Without Bucky though, you wouldn’t be graduating.

Bucky and you met your sophomore year of high school. You were a kid that was quiet but never went to class or participated in any school activity. Your mom wasn’t in your life as she never wanted to have you in the first place. You were living with your dad, but he was never home or even bothered to take care of you. You worked odd jobs to pay for everything as your dad suddenly stopped paying rent or anything.

One of your odd jobs was to clean after hours at this lab, but little did you know that this lab would get robbed one night while you were working. You were sweeping the floors when you hear a crash in another room. You run to your cart, and grab your walkie talkie to call security. “Hello? There is a break in on floor 13. Hello?” No one was responding, and you swear as you grab a broom. You break in half against a wall, and then make your way to the room.

“What do you think you are doing? There could still be people here.” You hear someone say, you look into the room to see four guys with guns, dressed in all black.

“I’m sorry. Would you like to try and place these bombs everywhere?” You involuntarily let out a gasp. This makes everyone look your direction, and before you could run someone has your arm.

“Look what we got here boys, a sweet little thing.” The guy pushes a piece of your hair behind your ear. You take your broken broomstick, and stab the guy in the side before running as fast as you can/

“Get her!” You hear someone yell then footsteps running after you. You don’t dare look behind you as you run as fast as you can. You trip over your own feet and fall to the ground falling straight on your face. “We got her now!” Someone yells jogging up to you. You try to stand up, but couldn’t find your footing. Suddenly you hear a bang and the floor vibrating. You turn around to see a man dressed in black but his arm catches the light, metal.

“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size boys?” The man asks, and then the guys go to fight him. You start crawling to the wall and pull yourself up. You are about to run, but you take one last look to see the soldiers on the ground. You see the man with the metal arm look towards you as you hold your nose that is bleeding.

“Please. Don’t hurt me. I am just trying to pay rent, please don’t.” the man holds his arms up and takes a few steps towards you.

“I am not going to hurt you.” You let him get close to you where you guys are a feet apart. “You look no older than 16, you should be in school not working to pay rent. Why are you doing this instead of studying?” He asks you concerned.

“My family life is no concern for you. I just need to get home, and figure out how I am going to pay for this broken nose,” you state holding your nose still. He pulls your hands away and pulls you closer into the light. He takes a look at your nose as he turns your chin side to side. “Hello? I don’t think this how you handle a 16-year-old girl!” You yell, pulling away from him. The man smiles at you as you stand your ground.

“You are feisty. Come on kid, let’s go get you stitched up for free.” The man states grabbing your wrist and pull you to follow him.

“Why am I going to come with you? I don’t even know your name nor do you know mine.” You yell as the man has to practically drag you as you are not walking.

“My name is Bucky Barnes,” Bucky states before picking you up not wanting to drag you anymore.

“Hey!” You yell, but he keeps walking with you on his shoulder.

“What is your name?” Bucky asks as he takes the stairs to the bottom lobby, still carrying you.

“My name is Y/N. I am not giving you my last name though.” Bucky laughs as he practically jumps from one case of stairs to the next. You finally get to the lobby where people you recognize from the news are standing there; Falcon and Captain Rogers.

“What you got there?” You hear the Flacon ask with a laugh.

“Can you put me down? I am not a baby.” You ask Bucky, and he sets you down but makes sure to grab your hand.

“This is Y/N, and she has a broken nose. We need to get her to base to clean it up.” Falcon looks at Bucky, then you, then Captain Rogers. Captain Rogers looks at you then at Bucky.

“Alright. Let’s get this kiddo to base. What about your parents? Why don’t you call them?” Captain asks looking at you. You look at your feet before taking a breath.

“Not that is matters, but neither of my parents is in my life, so they won’t care where I am.” You mutter out not daring to look at anyone. You feel Bucky’s hand squeeze yours a bit more.

“Let’s get her out of here.” You hear Bucky say, and they take you to base.

After that night, Bucky would check on you every night. He started off bringing you food, then started paying rent, and then finally asked you to stay with him till you finished school. You decided to stay with him, just until you graduated. You would help him with chores around the house, and go grocery shopping and run errands while he was on missions.

Bucky taught you about history, fighting, how to annoy Sam, how to change a tire, the pressure points on every human being, how to drive, and a lot more. He was also apart of a lot of first; your first date, your first dance, your first time driving, your first heartbreak, and a lot more. He was like a parent to you, and you could never take him for granted.

You smile at yourself in the mirror, satisfied with how you look. You have your cap and gown on, and you smiled at yourself with tears forming. You hold them in before walking out of the bathroom. “Y/N, are you almost ready? We are going to be-” Bucky stops as he sees you. He smiles at you with tears forming in his eyes.

“No. Don’t you do that.” You tell him as tears of your own are about to fall. You walk over to him, and hug him tightly.

“You look so grown up. I am so proud of you, pumpkin.” You smile at the nickname before hugging him tighter.

“Thanks, dad.” You pull away as you realize what you said. Bucky looks at you like a parent would look at his child. “You are practically like my dad, as you have raised me. I guess it is about time I called you that.” This makes Bucky’s tears fall.

“Dad. I like that kiddo.” He wipes his tears as the doorbell rings. “That is the rest of the team, we should get going.” Bucky states and you smile before hugging him again. “Don’t you dare tell the guys I cried,” Bucky warns you, and this causes you to laugh.

“Of course not.” You laugh, and you both laugh.

“Aw! Look at those two!” You turn around to see Sam, Steve, Tony, Pepper, Nat, Bruce, and Clint.

“Let’s get going you two. We don’t want Y/N here to be late for her own graduation.” Pepper states dragging you away from Bucky. “Look at you though. you are so grown up.”

“An amazing young woman, that will change the world,” Nat tells you, and you smile at her.

“Let’s go girls. No tears yet ladies.” Tony tells the woman before Steve guides out.

“Dad already cried,” you say under your breath. Sam looks over at you, and then at Bucky.

“Wait. Bucky boy cried?” Sam asks loudly, and you hit him in the side.

“Don’t you start Sam. This is Y/N’s day!” Bucky threatens Sam, and Steve holds on to Bucky.

“It’s okay to cry over your daughter graduating,” Steve tells Bucky as you are talking with Tony and Bruce.

“I raised her well?” Bucky asks looking at you laugh. Steve smiles looking at Bucky.

“You raised her well,” Steve tells Bucky, and Bucky smiles.

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sophialala1 · 4 years

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Wow! You are an unbelievable insufferable person. Reading over some of your older work you sound like the whiniest toddler throwing a tantrum because people didn't kiss her ass well enough. Sorry that people don't like your work, welcome to reality where people are allowed to have opinions. I actually like(d) your work but I absolutely cannot stand you as a person, in your notes. PLEASE learn to take criticism, if you ever want to be a real writer, you'd benefit greatly from some perspective.

Oof! The worst part about this ask is that I completely agree with you 😂

I used to be terrible at taking criticism when I was younger 😅 I’m assuming that you’re either talking about Stranger Danger, My Sanctuary or the early chapters of Dearly beloved 😅

I barely can’t read through my own notes from back then, I lived in a completely different world where I believed that I was doing everyone a favor by pumping out chapters like a machine, I must have written at least 10-15 pages of fanfiction every single day that I published back then, and I’m pretty sure I built my entire non-existing confidence around my fics cause I had no real friends back then either, and getting the approval of strangers probably drove me a bit insane 😅

Luckily I grown as a person, but I do feel a bit sorry for you who went all the way here only to let your own opinion about a person you don’t even know IRL be heard 😅 I could literally be anyone, maybe a person thinking about taking their own life, maybe someone debating on comitting a murder, or maybe even someone who’s planning a school shooting, you don’t know, so I’d be really careful about what to say to strangers online in the future 😅 Luckily I’m neither, but next time you might not be as lucky.

That being said, I hope you look after yourself in these trying times and not let fanfiction rule your life and track down every crazy author you come across 😅

Feel free to message me if you have anything to add, I’m open to critism, but I prefer to do it when someone isn’t hiding behind a anonymus screen ❤️

Have a wonderful day, and I hope you’ll feel better! 😊

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koffidoesstuff · 5 years

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The Blood Series Tinsley character analysis

AKA me fangirling over @icantwritegood‘s writing yet again

I’m gonna try my best to explain why at the end he’s still my favourite character of all, why i think he deserves the best ending and also for what reason i hate Ricky so much. I’m not a native speaker so i’ll probably make awful mistakes so sorry in advance! Fair warning: this post is gonna be looong and kinda depressing and triggering, so, proceed with caution!

Let’s jump right into it and ask the question: Who is Charles Cedric Tinsley? The answer is kinda tricky, because after three parts of the series he’s still remaining an enigma to me. Yes, we have a sketch of his past and he has developed very nicely, but at the end we still don’t know almost anything. He was a detective – fairly good, i must say – but lost his job due to alcoholism and depression that was caused by the death of his baby child. After not so greatly overcoming his problems he starts a new job as a PI, gets an anonymus phonecall and the rest is well known for us. We know his wife left him just after they lost child, and everyone that was loved by him turned their backs on him too.

More on Tinsley’s past later, now let’s get a look at his personality:

He’s sharp and highly intelligent – Tinsley has an analytical mind, which comes handy in the field of his job. He picks up clues and sees through most of the characters of the series, especially in the Blood for Money. The best example i have in my mind right now is at the first chapter of the said installment, in which he comes after Ricky to his house without Goldsworth even realising he was followed. Later on this abillity seems to be lost, but it’s not quite right; Tinsley still knows what is happening is wrong and that people around him are not trustworthy, he’s just too deep into the breaking point to do anything with that information. So he ignores it.

He know how to fight back, he just chooses not to do that – This is the first point i came up with all by myself. Through all the series Ricky just beats the shit out of him everytime. Just recently a thought came to me that it’s just not right, there’s something more to it. What i mean by that is: Tinsley was a detective. He probably worked with brutal murder cases, and he cooperated with the police in field. He must have been trained so, in the worst scenario, he could fight off the crazy opponent. Now, you would say „But hey, years passed, he probably forgot everything”. Well, wrong. I trained for a short amount of time some kickboxing and i assure you, if you woke me up at night and told me to show off some moves, i would do it without thinking. Maybe not as gracefully and quick, but the point still stands. To wrap it up, Tinsley has the knowledge and training to kick Ricky’s butt, so why won’t he? Keep that question in mind, because we will come back to it!

He’s generally likeable – People in town are rooting for him. They put their hopes of freedom into him. He quickly befriends Banjo, and even characters from Goldsworth’s mansion respect him, even thought they’re hostile towards him. Tinsley has a charisma and charm that brings people towards him.

Ricky is not the only one with the awful mental illness – Tinsley gives me vibes of a very badly depressed person, and it’s visible even at the beginning. He doesn’t treat his body well, he seeks relief in alcohol, cigarettes and physical pain – that’s an important point in the whole analysis. Tinsley is in such a bad state of mind that he’d do anything to just not feel at all. Fighting or having sex with Ricky (or both) gives him momental peace, as wrong as it sounds.

Now, let’s get into the juicy part:

Tinsley and his self-harm tendencies.

That’s a hot take, i know. But you know what? It’s the most logical and perfect explanation for all the shit that’s going on in the Blood series. Let me explain:

In „Blood for Life” we get the most information about his past - i‘m talking about the infamous conversation he had with Ricky. This one part gave me the whole idea of this analysis, it’s so clear! Anyway: Tinsley says about his father: “I blamed myself. My dad blamed me too. Said it was my 'unnatural tendencies’. For a while I thought he was right.” and “My parents left me. Although I suppose my dad left me a long time before he actually left. If that makes sense.” From those quotes we know two things: 1. Tinsley’s and his father’s relationship was strained at best due to Tinsley’s bisexuality and 2. It’s highly possible, if not resolute, that Tinsley’s father abused him. We don’t know if physically, but mentally? Sure. It’s evident in the way he’s speaking about the miscarriages, the falling marriage – he blames himself, always blames himself for others fault. You know who does it? Victims of abusive relationships.

Conclusion: Tinsley’s father (maybe even parents) were abusing him due to his sexuality – a part of himself he can’t change – which made him self-critical and ashamed.

Marriage with Roslyn – And here comes the red flags.

„After a while she started blaming me too”, says Tinsley about the miscarriages of his wife. She was quick to blame him and turn her back to him, and just as quickly she was fine again, when everything went her way. Tinsley saw their relationship as something good, given the fact he had messed picture of family life because of his father, when in reality it was just as bad. In my mind Roslyn changed her ways with Tinsley after they got married, wanting him to be always at her hand. She wanted him just for herself, but also wanted to have a way out, so he wouldn’t stop her from going away. So she bend him under her will. And at the end her plan worked out. „She didn't say goodbye. I woke up and all her stuff was gone and I was alone. I never heard from her again”. He was so broken by his life tragedies that he didn’t even try to go after her. She wanted him only when things were good.

Conclusion: In my opinion Roslyn was manipulative towards Tinsley, using her tactics to make him dependent on her. She wasn’t truly invested in their relationship and left him alone when things went bad. She was good manipulator.

But not as good as Ricky.

Ricky - The Perfect Abuser.

I could write essays and essays about my opinion on their relationship, but i fear i’m gonna hit the world limit, so i’m gonna narrow it down to just the newest chapter, last scene in prison. And boy oh boy.

Let’s start with Ricky’s tactics. Read the chapter once again carefully and you’ll notice that a) Ricky’s attention is all way on Florence Francesca when she has the key. He doesn’t even look at Tinsley, doesn’t care. When his begging didn’t work on her and she gave the key to detective (also Flo why i love you but why) and only then did he start to apologising to and asking Tinsley to free him. And Tinsley fell into it yet again, and can you blame him really? He was locked up for months, dependent on Ricky and his switchy moods.

Ricky is a great manipulator and abuser because he knows how to train people. When you give him what he wants, he treats you well, gives you a reward. If you don’t – he’ll punish you. It’s as simple as that, but his ways of putting it in practice are just so, so scary to me. Tinsley had a weak spirits from the beggining, so you can only imagine what months in impresonment with Ricky did to him.

Ricky saying things like „I love you” or „I’m not gonna hurt you” are all red flags for abuser – he’s lulling Tinsley with empty promises, and Tinsley falls for it head-first.

Goldsworth is a bad, bad person and it’s clear as a day, and Tinsley knows it – so why did he stay?

Let me repeat: Tinsley is a serious case of self-harmer. There are many, many ways of harming yourself intentionally – from abusing alcohol (Tinsley does), chainsmoking (Tinsley does), getting into fights to be beaten up (Tinsley does), having unsafe sex (Tinsley does) and, of course, entering abusive relationships. Over and over. And Tinsley does it.

I don’t have it in me to go any longer with it, because the theme of this hits too close to home, so i’m gonna wrap it up. Tinsley is a victim of not one, not two, but three abusive relationships. At this point i’m really surprised that he’s kinda functioning like a human being. He went through so much shit in his life that i can only hope for the best ending for him.

Also sorry for the messiness of the second half of this. I rushed it because i’m too upset.

Also fuck Ricky Goldsworth.

#blood for life #the blood series #tinsworth #tw abuse #tw self destruction #wow it's wild #sorry for long post #ricky goldsworth #cc tinsley #character analysis

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dandart · 5 years

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I like quizzes...

1. What is you middle name?

Walter. Not kidding.

2. How old are you?

3. When is your birthday?

4th June

4. What is your zodiac sign?

Classical: Gemini

Revised: Taurus

5. What is your favorite color?

Deep purple. Also orange sometimes.

6. What’s your lucky number?

4, 16, 64... powers of 4.

7. Do you have any pets?

1 black cat, 2 lutino cockatiels, a venus fly trap and a "puppy" (shytsumiki is my Chise)

8. Where are you from?

Devon, south west England.

9. How tall are you?

175cm (about 5'9" in ye olde measurements)

10. What shoe size are you?

Like 7... ._. That's tiny. It makes it painful to walk. (EU 41, US 9)

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

One that I actually use. But then I occasionally share with my darling Angel shytsumiki, but I also have more impractical ones stashed.

12. What was your last dream about?

Ah fuck now I don't remember... it was interesting though.

13. What talents do you have?

Coding, origami, musical instruments, tech in general and uhmm not a lot else?

14. Are you psychic in any way?

No one's psychic. That's never been proven. I can barely read emotions when I look at faces. I am remarkably imperceptive.

15. Favorite song?

Starset's My Demons, Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb or Focus' Anonymus 2.

16. Favorite movie?

Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. But I do also enjoy me some others. Ask for my imdb if you're interested.

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

My babygirl shytsumiki was my childhood crush. No one I have ever met has come close to being so magically attractive to me.

18. Do you want children?

No, I have my babygirl shytsumiki and our pets are our babies.

19. Do you want a church wedding?

Noooooooooooo. One in the dead of night in the woods would be just lovely.

20. Are you religious?

In as much as I occasionally personify the world or the universe, but not seriously.

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yeah. I even stayed overnight but only to stay with my little Angel shytsumiki.

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

Umm... once as a kid I didn't know how to do anything nor what I was doing, and punched a teacher after she stopped me stealing and eating broken biscuits and had to talk to a policeman. But other than that, not since I was like 7. Gosh I was a horror.

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Yeah, I met the Linux Outlaws and co, I've met the Gadget Show crew, I went to see Biffy Clyro live... of all bands... I've spoken to a few coding legends too... erm... tweeted with Carmack, and Akira, that vfx guy for Star Trek...

24. Baths or showers?

Baths are soothing but I usually shower because I haven't always got the patience.

25. What color socks are you wearing?

Nihilism.

26. Have you ever been famous?

I should hope so. I was known as The Cloud Man by LO, got published in Linux Format, once had a thousand twitter followers and had feedback from strangers on my code. I am also in the OEIS, thrice.

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Not in the classical papparazi pop star sense, but to be a household name who doesn't have to hide his face in public sounds okay. A legacy would be nice, after all.

28. What type of music do you like?

Uber metal and prog rock, usually. Soundtracks too.

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

Noooooooo eww.

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

Two, but I often share two with shytsumiki and iunno if she counts <3

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

Sideways unless my neck hurts (physiological problem) in which case back or front.

32. How big is your house?

Three bedrooms but still pokey. We have too much stuff.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

A nothing sandwich with bread made out of thin air with a side of invisible chips.

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

Only a bb and a fairground one.

35. Have you ever tried archery?

Yeah once and I loved it and want to take it up again.

36. Favorite clean word?

Either discombobulate, defenestrate, pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis or jam.

37. Favorite swear word?

Fucknugget? Anything which is half swear and half clean is a winner in my book. Shitsticks.

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Around 40 hours I should think.

39. Do you have any scars?

Myes. That's a story which perhaps requires a tw...

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

How would I know? If it's secret I wouldn't know. My little darling is my exsecret admirer though apparently.

41. Are you a good liar?

Nope. I am forgetful so I wouldn't even be aligned in the answers I was giving. Plus I just don't like it. It makes me too guilty.

42. Are you a good judge of character?

I hope so but haven't had many chances to find that out just yet.

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

Sure. It's-a pizza, italiano! But seriously I am okay at some but terrible at others.

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I wouldn't say so but no one would. I would just say "generic Southern English"

45. What is your favorite accent?

Some Southern hemisphere or east Asian I like a lot, also a few European.

46. What is your personality type?

INTP afaik

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

I don't actually know, I don't go for expensive, nor care for my clothes especially.

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Yes.

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

Innie.

50. Left or right handed?

Right.

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Nope.

52. Favorite food?

Sushi.

53. Favorite foreign food?

...sushi. Alright, different answer? Takoyaki?

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

Extremely messy.

55. Most used phrased?

It changes every so often. Dunno right now.

56. Most used word?

Also changes. Still don't know.

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

For climbing? Jk like a minute?

58. Do you have much of an ego?

Used to, now I don't.

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

Both.

60. Do you talk to yourself?

All the time. I know, right?

61. Do you sing to yourself?

Yup.

62. Are you a good singer?

Only if I try which is rare and even then rarely.

63. Biggest Fear?

Losing my Angel. Or dying.

64. Are you a gossip?

Nope. Not at all.

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

I don't actually know.

66. Do you like long or short hair?

Having? Long. Seeing? Don't mind as long as it's not a buzzcut. So from vaguely short and floofy to massively long.

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

No I can't, and it would be weird to expect that of me.

68. Favorite school subject?

Maths and physics and IT.

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Intro now, ex extro

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

No but it sounds llike good fun.

71. What makes you nervous?

Jealousy and making the wrong moves.

72. Are you scared of the dark?

Nope. Used to be a bit when alone.

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

Sometimes, less than I used to, when it would be useful.

74. Are you ticklish?

A bit. Less than I used to be since being bigger.

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

Nope

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

Not official governmently but I have owned projects, and in other places.

77. Have you ever drank underage?

Probably.

78. Have you ever done drugs?

Hasn't everyone done soft ones?

79. Who was your first real crush?

My Angel Baby shytsumiki

80. How many piercings do you have?

None.

81. Can you roll your Rs?“

Yes.

82. How fast can you type?

Reasonably fast I should think.

83. How fast can you run?

Reasonably slow.

84. What color is your hair?

Brown to me, dark blonde to my mum and ginger in an underground coding quiz apparently.

85. What color is your eyes?

Are? Blue.

86. What are you allergic to?

Probably prawns.

87. Do you keep a journal?

No, wish I could remember to.

88. What do your parents do?

My mum's a mosaic artist and my dad's a retired satcom engineer.

89. Do you like your age?

Ummm, it's alright??

90. What makes you angry?

Die hard cruelty and things that make people or animals suffer. Including wars, all of which are inexcusable. Come on people, the best for the most, keep up! I am the judge.

91. Do you like your own name?

It's alright. Better than some, not as cool as others.

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

Bob Jim Ted because they are hilarious names. Not that I'm using them for anything but fiction.

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?

No. I already have my babygirl shytsumiki.

94. What are you strengths?

Code. Logic. Maths and science. Compassion perhaps.

95. What are your weaknesses?

Memory, communication and showing emotion.

96. How did you get your name?

My folks picked it from a comic. "Dan Dare: Pilot of the Future". Middle name from a great uncle.

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

Everyone's were. I haven't traced exactly how but have traced up to 500 years in some places.

98. Do you have any scars?

Yes, you asked that before.

99. Color of your bedspread?

Colour. Currently red and black.

100. Color of your room?

Colour! Well white as are all of them atm.

These are fun. Thank you.

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evergrace · 6 years

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college advice part 7/7 : how to get over a bad semester

→ this took me a while because i wanted to make sure it was valid advice and it wasn’t just thrown together. here are some things i’ve tried/noticed/whatever in my time at school and in dealing with these kinds of situations.

take a break. take a one-week break, a two-week break, even a month if you need it. take that time to relax and get your head back in the game. overworking and over-stressing are not the way to get back on track.

get a job. doing some work and making some money can really make you realize that you wanna get a degree so that you can get a better job make more money. doing some work can also get you on a schedule and make you realize that you do have responsibilities!! and this is key to being able to remember that school is one of your major responsibilities!!

get an ESA (emotional support animal). my partner and i got a cat when he started having trouble and it has helped immensely in giving him the ability to be able to realize that he has a responsibility to another living being. we have to take our cat to vet appointments, etc. and it’s reaLLY helpful to have to allot time and build a schedule!! it has also helped him in maintaining a schedule since he knows the cat can’t be alone for days at a time, so it’s made his class time very valuable and even more important since it’s good to keep a schedule!!

see a therapist, and maybe get on some medication if you need to. there’s a certain stigma around seeing a therapist and being on medication for mental illnesses. there’s a certain stigma around mental illnesses in general. these stigmas need to stop. i firmly believe that everyone should have someone professional that they can talk to about anything and everything that causes them stress, anxiety, depression, etc.

let your professors know what’s going on. oftentimes, professors are completely underutilized. if you let them know what’s going on, they will likely be very willing to help in any way they can. especially if they see you putting forth extra effort like going to their office hours to understand things if you missed class, writing them emails letting them know what’s going on, talking to them before/after classes if you need to, etc.

establish a link between the Dean of Students (or the equivalent at your school), yourself, your advisor/counselor, your psychiatrist/psychologist, and your professors. this will be very helpful when you’re having some severe stress or anxiety that causes you to miss class. alternatively, find out if your school has a Disability Resource Center or something similar and see if you can get accommodation, still keeping everyone in the loop!

remind yourself that you are worth it. read happy things everyday. here are some.

it’s okay to not be okay all the time

step by step guide on how to become extremely beautiful

quotes by esteé lauder, anonymus, nathan w. morris and diane von furstenberg.

rainbow reminders

things i tell myself

relax

i needed this so badly

you belong among wildflowers

i think you need a break

hey if ur ever feelin shitty use this

also, suicide hotline. do not hesitate to call it or any of the number here if you need to.

i hope this helps someone, even if it’s only one person and even if it’s not today or tomorrow or anytime soon. i just hope that you all know that people care and that you are not alone. as always, i’m here if anyone needs anything.

#colladv #mine #;mp #advice #uni #heysareena #morningkou #equaticns #rhubarbstudies #etudeslune #potterstudy #nasastudies #getshitdonetbh #etudiegogh #ohlooklily #heysprouht #heyabby #heyaly

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restbeyondtheriver · 6 years

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Hi there Libby, I'd prefer staying anonymus since I'm about to spill a lot of tea.. In February, it was my best friend's birthday, I got raped. I think about it every day. It's haunting me. I'm in a very dark place ever since so please keep me in your prayers. My name is Nina if that makes praying for a stranger easier. Ever since that happened I feel like Jesus left me. I know he didn't and I know that he's crying with me but I just don't feel his presence anymore and I miss that. I miss Jesus

I am so, so sorry that this happened to you Nina. You do not have to worry about making things easier for me, you are not a burden. I will be praying for you & thinking of you. I wish I could do much more than that. To be told this is something I do not take lightly, it’s an incredibly brave thing to do, to put words to that event. You are a strong person, this load isn’t light, & I think so highly of you.

When I have not been able to see Jesus working in my own life I read a lot of Psalms, & the book of Job. Jesus & so many others had much pain. Even if it is my only comfort some nights, I know for sure that I am not alone.

I do not know why I feel led to tell you these things, perhaps it’s because I am learning more about family law at the moment…but if you would like to read about some things you can do to protect yourself from a law standpoint if in the future this comes up, you would like to have something like this, you would want the law to get involved, etc. then you can do so below.If I can do anything else, please do not fear contacting me again, anon or not. You can at any point.

If you think you are able, I’d write down everything that logistically happened/you did that day, everything you can remember. 1. It can be very helpful to get those thoughts you “think about every day” down in general, to get them out of your head in that way, & 2. it gives your account of it. Lawyers find this incredibly useful.

every state’s laws about assault are different, do not be afraid to look those up, print them out, & have to look at for your own knowledge.

if you took pictures of any injury, print those out. If you have no pictures, write down what, if any injury, occurred.

there are therapists who specialize in this, but you can also go to a church counselor or google free therapists in your area. I do know what it’s like to not be able to talk about something, & it makes things much more painful. Therapists also cannot tell anyone what happened to you, they are a lock box to work things out with you about what happened if you/whenever you desire. You can also always talk to me about anything.

you can write down the names of any one who you think saw you interacting with them at any point in the day. Witnesses help so much with these things. Although it is helpful, you don’t need to get in contact with them now, of course, just write there names down to have in that file.

records can be important, this would be called a piece of “electronic mail” record. I will also not delete my email notification of getting this ask, & if you would like to talk with me off anon, I have no problem forwarding the email to you so you can have that to print out at any time.

None of the above is mandatory, nor do you have to use them at any point. It has been fruitful for me to see that I can equip myself to defend my rights & myself, & I hope desperately that it does for you, Nina. Praying for you.

#prayers

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vityuuwrites · 3 years

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honestly, I feel a little better being anon, I am not sure why so yeah I will probably get off anon at some point but right now I don't feel ready.

it really is suffocating, isn't it? like a tiny claw in your stomach that seems to grow and every time I try to take a step I am painfully reminded of how much I've lost and everything that I will never be able to lose.

today I cried a lot because of it. While I was doing the dishes, while I was preparing for school and even while I am writing this. It just feels comforting, talking to you, like somebody is understanding.

I think she was lucky to have you in her life. From what I can see, you always speak so kindly about her and even if the words are not much I can feel the emotion dripping from them.

You'd think that you would be soon over and that you wouldn't care but then you come back to the little things, you always come back and for me, I can't help but wonder why it happened like that because what we had was so good and perfect.

i met them about a year ago and I think I've been happiest with them and when they went...I just.... It didn't feel real and neither does it now. I am so used to checking for their messages and I am so used to always waking up with good morning and good night texts.

Sometime this days I thought that I am now a Mafuyu kinnie. And I laughed so hard and then I started crying and I didn't stop for an hour.

Do you think you'll ever be able to tell her what you wanted to? Even if she won't hear? Maybe it will make you feel better, maybe it will help you sort your feelings. The unsaid words tangle in your head and only twist the tears into growing bigger.

but one day it will be ok, I hope so and I know so. thank you for listening to me, let's go through this together. you're really too kind.

that is very understandable, anon <3 if you never feel ready to come off, that's ok too!! i know how much easier it is to speak when you can be anonymus. if you ever just want to vent and don't want me to answer (tumblr should seriously give us an option to send anon answers to your blog regardless, i feel bad that your worries are publicly shared when i answer) then you can just add a symbol, if you want?? like *** on top or yknow. just say that you're venting if you'd prefer oops

again, warning for discussion of grief and death if it makes anyone uncomfortable

yeah, it's like. i'm walking and moving about, going through the day but it's like there's something sinking in my chest?? like a weight?? and it makes all my limbs heavy. kind of like in the original little mermaid - she was walking but every step felt like walking on glass. but still she walked. because what else was she to do? she had to. and it just hurt.

i spent the majority of yesterday crying too. i went to sleep at 11.30, woke up at 1 AM and cried majority of the night (morning?). then i cried again while watching the sunrise. and reading. and waiting for the bus. then when one of my friends left and i had to go back home. all the time when i'm alone, honestly. i think i might be all out of tears to cry, at this point. and i cried again when i got your message right before going to bed (good morning btw!), it definitely does feel comforting to talk to someone who at least understands what you're going through. by the way, i just wanted to say i'm really sorry for your loss. honestly i'm the lucky one. sometimes i wondered if i was just dragging her down, not that it matters anymore. kit feels stupid to be anxious about that stuff now. but i could honestly talk about her for hours, i have so much to say! even before she passed, i talked to one of my friends about her so much she was probably sick of hearing it. i honestly wish i talked about her more now. there's just so much i can say.

but anon, your person was also very lucky to have you <3 you're so kind and you obviously care about them so much. i am so sorry you have to get through this, i really do hope you feel better soon. the good morning and good night texts... yeah. i still expect them, sometimes. i wake up and i forget and i check and it's like oh. it's so easy to forget

i checked spotify yesterday and saw the last thing she listened to was a song from one of my playlists. the little things really do hurt i'm honestly so scared to rewatch given now cause i know i'll relate to mafuyu. it hit hard before but now it's just gonna be worse. plus doesn't help that i watched given for her cause she loved it so much. it's like the world is just full of things she left behind and i'm reminded of that with every breath i take and it hurts

i think i am. i promised to show her some of my poetry sometime but i couldn't so i think i'll read to her when i'm ready. i don't know when that will be but it will happen someday. or at least i want it to. plus i still sometimes text her discord. it's futile but... it helps. and i send her stuff i know she'd like on tumblr. she really loved it when i sent her kitten pictures and videos

sorry for the rant, anon ALSKDK but it really will be ok. we can get through this, we're strong <3 thank you for talking to me anon, i'm always happy to listen. and you are so kind, too - thank you so much for reaching out

#if anyone doesn't want me whining on their dash yall can block #lyre whines #i'll try my best to tag anything with it! i just have a lot of feelings ig #and if anyone's going through something similiar like anon and i #know that you're not alone <3

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mittenktv · 7 years

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The Map That Leads to You (Jin Scenario)

Requested by Anonymus: Can I have a really fluffy scenario with Jin? He's my bias and honestly he needs more lines and love. You don't have to do it if you don't want to! I really like your writing, and hope you continue, if it makes you happy!!! Xoxo,<3

Genre: Fluff, just fluff

A/N: I apologize for the long wait. I hope you’re happy with this ^^

Words: 600

Jin read the map of the campus, completely confused about where he is. It was his first day and he was already going to be late. Five minutes before class starts...I’m seriously in trouble if I don’t start asking for direction....Jin looked around in panic to find at least one person who’s walking around, but the place is now a ghost town. Jin looked at the map and guessed before entering a building he believed is where his first lesson will be. He looked around the empty building, gulping before walking through the hallway.

Maybe this is the one...he thought before looking at a wooden door in front of him. He knocked on the door before opening door and peeling his head inside. He never felt so embarrassed in his life. All eyes were on him, including the professor. He had a feeling he was in the wrong room judging from the professor’s expression. “Excuse me...” he nodded and closed the door, his face in his hands as he groaned in embarrassment.

He heard a small giggle before looking up to see a girl standing there with books in her hands. “You look lost...” she guessed and Jin just gave her a sheepish smile “I'm afraid so...” she walked over to him with a bright smile that was contagious enough to leave a smile on his face. “Can I see your schedule, maybe I’ll know where it is?” she asked and Jin showed her the schedule in his hands. Her face was in close proximity with his as she looked at his schedule. He noticed how her eyelashes were long and hair perfectly framing her face.

“Ah, I see…” Jin shook away his thoughts and looked at the mysterious girl. “You’re close by, just head upstairs and walk straight ahead. The door should be somewhere on your left.” She said, pointing towards the direction jin had to walk. “Ah okay, thank you very much.” He said with a kind smile on his face and she smiled back. “No problem, good luck on your first day!”

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after the first day, Jin entered his dorm, wasting no time to let his body fall onto the bed. His mind kept going towards that girl he met in the hallway, I didn’t even ask for her name...

His thoughts were interrupted by a buzzing in his jeans pocket. He took out his phone to see his good friend Yoongi calling him. Jin pressed the green button that was on display on his screen and placed his phone against his ear. “Hello?” “Hyung, you got anything planned tonight?” “Not really why…” “Let's go out for dinner, I’m also bringing a friend with me.”

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Jin was walking down the streets with his phone in his hand. Once again, he has to read a map to get to the restaurant Yoongi asked to meet up. He saw that the restaurant was just up ahead and he looked up to see a familiar face. “you…” Jin said to himself and the mysterious looked up to make eye contacts with Jin and he swore, it felt like his stomach just sank. “So we meet again!” She said with a smile on her face. “You going to this restaurant too?” She asked and Jin was about to answer her question when a familiar voice caught his attention. “Hyung!” Jin turned around to see Yoongi approaching him with his hands hidden in his pocket away from the cold. “I see you’ve met my friend Y/N,” Yoongi said as he waved at the girl Jin spoked to. Her name is Y/N…. “Let’s go inside now, I’m freezing my ass off.”

#bts scenario #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts jin #bts seokjin #bts fluff #bts texts #bts reaction

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neverisalongtime-ja-blog · 7 years

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Chapter 30: LA – Venice is the new London - Dubai

Here we are with chapter 30, can you believe that? When I started this I wouldn’t even thought I could write 10 chapter and now we have 30!!

And that’s all thanks to you. I know you all gonna like this chapter, so read it and tell my what you thought about it.

Yo can leave an anonymus here or a bold comment on Anastasia’s IG profile.

Thanks to everyone who write me / her. I love to read all the things you have to say!

Remember to visit Anastasia’s IG profile:

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Thanks to everyone who reads the fic, much love to you all! ♥

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After a quick breakfast to recover energy after last night and realizing how much alcohol she actually drank thanks to the stinging headache that had her in agony, Anastasia went back to her bed to just lay there without any possibility of erasing from her mind the image of Josh coming closer to her face to kiss her. She just reviewed the moment again and again and again; a smile appeared on her face while she was looking at the white ceiling in her bedroom. This was wrong, she was sure about that, but it felt so good.

She decided to go back to the living room to set up the turntable Josh gave her. To try it, she picked the latest Red Hot Chili Peppers album, The Getaway, she was proud of it. In the end, she didn’t collaborate on it as much as she would’ve liked, but she did her magic there and the album came up perfect. She loved every song, it was the project that brought Josh close to her again, after all. She remembered those days at the studio, those late nights with Josh and the rest of the guys, they would be jamming and she just danced and laughed and helped in the control room. It was amazing to see how much closer they all became in this past year.

She was already familiar with Anthony, Chad and Flea, but touring together helped to grow a different kind of relationship, a close one, like a real family. It was amazing to see how much everyone cared about her and how she cared about everyone too.

Now she was cleaning the mess the party left last night. The song Encore was playing in the background when her phone started ringing. It was Anthony.

- Hi, sunshine! – Anthony said to her when she picked up the call – How are you feeling the 28th?

- I’m cleaning right now so I guess I’m a much more mature person – She said while Anthony laughed.

- Do you think you can come to Malibu today? I want to talk to you about something.

- Sure! – She said – Let me put some order in this mess and I’ll be there after midday.

- Sound good! Glad you are listening to our record! – He could hear it from the phone.

- Yeah! Josh gave me a new turntable last night and I was trying it out!

- So thoughtful of Josh!

- Where is your gift, by the way? – She asked sarcastically.

- Having me in your life is enough! – He laughed – Actually that’s what I want to talk about, but I can’t tell you more right now. Come and see!

- I am intrigued – Anastasia answered – See you later then!

- See ya! Oh and bring Mandy with ya! – He said before hanging off.

“That was weird”, Anastasia thought and she was definitely intrigued now. She hurried up with the cleaning and then went upstairs to have a shower. In less than two hours she was ready to drive to Malibu. First she picked up Mandy from her house at the Hollywood Hills.

- What the hell? – Mandy said once in the car – He just told you that? “Bring Mandy with ya”? – She mocked Anthony’s voice.

- He did – Anastasia laughed.

- What could it be? – Mandy Asked – Maybe a house in Malibu?

- Why the fuck would he give me a house? – Anastasia laughed some more – And I already own a house in Malibu.

- Uhm, correction, your dad and your sister own a house in Malibu – Mandy said.

- It’s the same…

- Uhm, correction, no it’s not.

- Uhm, correction, fuck you – Both laughed – I wasn’t sure about telling you this – Anastasia hadn’t mentioned to anyone yet about the kiss Josh gave her last night– But you are my soul mate and I can’t hide anything from you.

- Ugh! We are worse than a married couple – Mandy said – And I already know what you are going to say. It’s about you and Josh last night – Anastasia’s eyes opened wide.

- How do you know?

- First, we are soul mates and I can read your mind, second, you two disappeared from the party for more than half an hour! What happened?

- Read my mind – Mandy looked at her with concentration, like actually trying to read her mind.

- A kiss?

- You are good!

- ANASTASIA! – Mandy screamed while Anastasia just smiled.

- Before you say anything I wanted to kiss him but I stopped because I knew it wasn’t smart, but then he just did it!

- So he kissed you!

- Yes! – Anastasia said giving a turn to enter the community where Anthony, Chad, Flea and her sister lived.

- I don’t know how to feel about it – Mandy said – Because I can see that Josh still has feelings for you – Anastasia looked at her after parking in front of her sister’s house – It’s obvious.

- I don’t want to create a fantasy in my head but you know how easy it is for me – Anastasia said leaving the car – Then I get hurt. It’s always the same.

- Do you want my advice? – Mandy said opening the gate – Do not get your hopes up.

- Promise me you won’t say anything – Anastasia said before knocking on the door.

- I promise – Mandy said – Promise me you will take this easy.

- Hi! – Anastasia couldn’t answer because her sister opened the door at that precise moment.

After giving a big hug to the twins and to Sunny and Everly who were there too, the three girls walked to the pool area where Anthony, Flea were enjoying the sun. As Anastasia walked to them she realized there was another person there, it was Josh. She hadn’t spoken to him since the kiss so it was a strange feeling. Mandy pinched her on a side of her tummy, reminding her about the promise that she didn’t answer at the door.

- Glad you came! – Anthony got up from the chair to greet the girls, and so did Flea.

- Hi! – Anastasia said while she was approaching Josh, he hugged her tightly – Well I’m curious about your call!

- Do you want something to drink? – Barbara said – No alcohol for you – She pointed to An and Mandy – You already drank enough last night.

- Yes mom! – Mandy said rolling eyes and laughing afterwards.

- I’ll bring you lemonade.

- Oh my God, you are a fucking cliché – Anastasia said while she and Mandy laughed.

- Well let’s get down to business – Anthony said.

- You told me this was birthday-gift related – Anastasia said seating next to Anthony while Mandy took a seat next to Josh and was looking at him with suspicious eyes – You didn’t say anything about business.

- Because it’s business for us and fun for you – Flea said smiling.

- We have a show in Venice this weekend – Anthony started to say.

- God, Venice is our favorite place in California – Mandy said.

- Not Venice Beach – Anthony said – Actual Venice in Italy – Mandy and Anastasia shared a laugh – The thing is… God, it0s so hard to talk to you two together… The thing is we have a show there this weekend, Damien Hirst has an exhibition there and he asked us to play at the opening party, so we’re going and we want to take you two with us! As a birthday gift for you and a life gift for Mandy.

- What?! – Anastasia said while Barbara gave her a glass of lemonade.

- I don’t know if the “life gift” thing is good or bad – Mandy said grabbing her own glass.

- It will be fun because we’re going to play in like a party thing and we can enjoy the city – Flea talked this time.

- And I’m going too – Barbara said.

- Oh, so it’s like a “bed gift” for Barbara – Mandy said winking and laughing. Anthony looked at her because it was so ironic for her to say such thing, thankfully everyone shared the laugh, even Barb.

- So what do you say? – Josh asked directly to Anastasia.

- I can’t say no to a trip to Italy! – Anastasia was smiling.

- The best friend can’t say no neither! – Mandy was smiling too.

- Done! We leave on Thursday and we will stay till next Monday – Anthony said – And the kids will stay here – He talked as the four children at that house were approaching the group.

After a couple of hours chatting, Anastasia went to the kitchen for more lemonade and once there Josh joined her.

- Do you want some lemonade? – She asked when she noticed he was there, in silence.

- Sure! – He answered.

- Was this your idea? – She asked him again.

- Anthony and Flea deserve all the credit. I was just here for the traveling schedule and they told me about it and I agreed, of course – Josh said before taking a sip of the lemonade glass - I’m sure it’s gonna be fun – He gave her a mischievous look, a look he never gave her before.

- Who are you, Josh Klinghoffer? – Anastasia said walking away from the kitchen and smiling.

Packing for the Venice trip was hard for Anastasia, she had no clue on what to bring; they were going to be there just three or four days but they had to attend the art exhibition and the after party, so she needed two different outfits for that day alone. Apart from that, for some stupid reason she didn’t want to admit to herself, she wanted to look amazing for Josh, which was an extremely rare attitude on her. Even if she repeated herself at least 21 times every night that she had to stop, she was falling for him again.

The flight was scheduled on a decent hour, ten in the morning, so Anastasia had time for a nice shower, for picking a great outfit and for having a powerful breakfast. A van picked her up at her house. Inside the van Barbara, Mandy and Danielle, Chad’s wife, were already partying and having fun.

- It’s only ten in the morning, for God’s sake! – Anastasia said.

- Don’t you want a Margarita? – Barbara asked.

- No, did you hear me? It’s only ten in the morning – Anastasia repeated separating the words with the pronunciation.

The band and their team were already at the airport checking the luggage. Carl was there too as he was the main manager.

- I know you two aren’t on duty this weekend but I need you to behave – Carl said.

- You chose the worst girls to behave, Carl – Mandy said, handling him her suitcase.

They traveled in first class, as usual, only that this time everyone had a special booth for themselves. After a couple of hours flying, Mandy joined Anastasia at her booth. An didn’t realize that Josh was sitting next to her, the seats had these walls for privacy but if you stretched your neck enough you could see your neighbor. The two friends started to watch videos on Youtube and they ran into one they knew well: Dark Necessities, by the Peppers themselves. Anastasia remembered the first time she saw that video and how hot Josh looked on it, it was a different side of him, more sure of himself.

- Oh, my favorite video – Josh said poking his head up the wall that separated his seat from Anastasia’s.

- After watching this video for the first time last year we started to call you “Hottie Josh” – Mandy said laughing.

- Really? – Josh was laughing too.

- You should go back to that hair; that disastrous color – Anastasia said.

- Yeah! Go back to being Anastasia’s 90’s fantasy guy – Mandy said and Anastasia gave her a killer look.

- Don’t you like the current Josh? – He asked with a smile.

- I liked the non-cheater Josh, if you see him let me know – Anastasia said, regretting it immediately.

Josh looked down and went back to his seat. Anastasia didn’t see him again during the flight. She was so ashamed and felt so stupid. She always spoke without thinking before. Mandy let her know that it was alright, that he couldn’t be mad because it was the truth, but she felt so bad about herself. Eventually, she needed to move from there, she couldn’t be next to him when she knew he was angry. Yes, Josh did wrong but Anastasia hated when people was mad at her. For the final part of the flight she joined her sister a couple of seats behind. Talking with her and Anthony helped her forget about the mistake she just made.

The first night in Venice was useless, they arrived late and everyone went to their hotel rooms. Anthony booked a suite for Anastasia and Mandy, each one had their own bed with a balcony to the city that even at night was breathtaking. The only bad thing Venice had was the smell, because of the stagnant water and the poor pipe system there were places in the city with a terrible stank. Lucky for them, their hotel wasn’t one of those places. That night Anastasia slept like a baby.

Next day was time for the glam, and Anastasia chose a light blue knee-length pleated skirt, and a grey strappy top mixed with a pair of baby blue sandals with thick heels. They were going to ride boats to get to the exhibition, so wearing thin heel stilettos is forbidden. Mandy did An’s makeup and hair. The pink haired friend went for a floral dress and platform sandals. Big sunglasses added the final touch.

The exhibition was amazing, Damien Hirst’s pieces were incredible. Anastasia was such an art lover; she was thrilled to be there in such a fantastic moment, with the people she loved around her, even Josh.

The good moment of the trip came on Saturday night. For that occasion Anastasia wore a little black dress with her black classic Vans and a black bomber jacket with the quote “Not today, Satan” on the back. They road a boat to the venue were the party was going to be held. Once there, the four girls: Mandy, An, Barbara and Danielle, started to drink right away. They started with vodka and by the time the Chilis started to play, tequila shots were running at that table. Mandy and Anastasia jumped and danced the whole set and that helped to get rid of the alcohol so the girls didn’t end up as drunk as they should have been.

- I’m never going to get tired of seeing you guys play! – Anastasia said once the band joined them at the table.

- We’ve got the best groupies on all of Venice – Chad said laughing and hugging Danielle.

- Yeah, we are definitely the groupies at this trip – Barbara laughed.

- God, I didn’t realize that this is how female escorts travel, all paid by old dudes – Mandy said.

- What did we become? – Anastasia said laughing to her friend.

- Groupies, it’s obvious – Mandy said.

- It doesn’t count if you are married to the rockstar – Danielle said.

- It’s like those girls who have “London – Dubai” on their Instagram profiles – Barbara said laughing – We should write “LA – Venice” in ours.

- “LA – Venice is the new London – Dubai” – Mandy said laughing too.

Anastasia noticed that Josh was a bit away from the group, looking at his phone screen and a strange force pushed her towards him.

- Hey – She started to talk and he looked at her – I want to say sorry. I talked without thinking and I feel so ashamed.

- Don’t worry, you didn’t say anything far from the truth – He said – I’m the one who should be apologizing. I never did ‘cuz I’m a coward – Was he really apologizing? – What do you say if we go to a quieter place and talk? – He asked her.

- Sure! – Anastasia replied without thinking about it.

She went back to her table to grab her purse and told Mandy that if she needed her, she should just call. Mandy looked at her with worried eyes but just nodded. Thankfully no one else noticed An’s disappearance.

An and Josh started to walk around the small streets of Venice, one next to the other in silence, until Josh talked.

- I could use some food – He said – Did you have dinner with the girls?

- No – She answered – I haven’t eaten anything.

- Let me see if I can remember a great pizza place here. Truly Italian.

- How many times have you been to Venice? – She wanted to know.

- A few – He answered – You?

- A couple of times too – It was like knowing each other all over again.

- Here! – Josh said after a couple of blocks – It’s open!

The place was almost empty and they got a nice hidden table, just like Josh likes them. In the worst Italian ever he tried to order pizza and wine and after trying a few times, Anastasia had to stop laughing and came to the rescue. She traveled a lot during her whole life and that helped her to learn a little bit about other languages and cultures.

- Didn’t know you spoke Italian – Josh said.

- I don’t. But I can order a pizza and a bottle of wine, the essentials – Josh laughed and then looked straight into her eyes in silence.

- I’m sorry, An – He started to say – You don’t deserve what I did to you. I was so stupid and I have no excuse.

- I came to this trip to have fun, Josh. I don’t think this is the time to discuss this – She said to him.

- I know but… I don’t want you to be angry or sad.

- Do I look angry or sad? – She asked with a smile.

- Not at all – He said with half smile.

- Don’t worry about that now, ok? Let’s just have fun this weekend – She said raising her glass of wine and forcing Josh to do the same and clink them.

- Love your outfit choice, by the way – Josh said after the fourth glass of wine – The Not-Today-Satan jacket is a special touch.

- Yeah, my new motto – Anastasia said finishing her fourth glass too.

At that moment, the waiter went to the table to tell Anastasia that the restaurant was closing soon.

- They are closing – She said opening her purse.

- What are you doing? – Josh got up from his chair – It’s your birthday trip, don’t you even dare to think you are paying for this.

- Wow, female escort all the way – She laughed.

The sky was full of stars and it was a full moon night. The silver circle lit up everything and Venice acquired a magical sheen as the two walked back to the venue where the party was being held.

- This place is beautiful – Anastasia said while crossing a small bridge.

- I’ve always loved Venice. Magical things happen here – Josh said standing in the middle of the bridge and resting against the fence.

- Really? – Anastasia said looking at him; the wine was having an effect on both of them.

- Well, you should tell. You are the magical being here – Josh said confirming Anastasia’s theory that he drank too much wine that night.

- I’m far from magical – She stood still in front of him.

- You are magical for me – Josh said grabbing Anastasia’s waist, pushing her towards him.

He didn’t kiss her; he just stood there looking into her eyes. She felt such comfort in that moment, just like the old times, before all the drama and the sadness. For that short moment she forgot everything he did in the past, that didn’t matter; right then what was really important was that magical moment when the two of them were looking into each other’s souls.

- I don’t want to go back to the party – He said – Let’s go to the hotel.

Anastasia smiled and nodded.

- Let’s see how fast you can get there – She said and started to run to one of the boats. Josh was running behind her while the two were laughing hard; they were acting like kids. Both could barely breathe when they were seating at the boat on the ride back to the hotel.

This was just like that night in Moscow. It was like starting from scratch. There was no hint of sadness, anger or grudges towards him in her body at that moment. He led her to his room, an even better suite, with a bigger balcony and a better view.

- There is something about a city at night – Anastasia started to say.

- There is something about a city at night with the perfect company – Josh said and pulled her to him again – I could never forget you and I could never forget the way you made me feel.

- Me neither…

Anastasia couldn’t finish saying anything because Josh started to kiss her. It was like the kiss he gave her at the birthday party, tender but passionate. His hands were dancing trough her back, like discovering places, and she was caressing his head and neck, running her fingers through his hair like she used to do. He stopped, took off her jacket and led her to his bedroom. It was crazy but she was sure about this, she wanted it so bad and she could tell he wanted it too.

She took off his black hoodie and sat him on the bed, while she, on top, kissed him fiercely this time. He was treating her sweetly, like she was some china doll to take care off with delicacy. Without even noticing, the two were naked on the bed kissing each other like there wasn’t a world outside those four walls.

- I swear that our bodies could be skin to skin and I could still pull you closer – Josh said to her while gasping for air.

And that was it, she didn’t need anything more from him to surrender that night, in that bed, to the man she loved. She promised she wasn’t going to fall again but when two people are connected by the Universe, it doesn’t matter if they aren’t in a relationship with each other, if that connection is strong enough they will always find a way to be together and Anastasia and Josh’s connection was the strongest of all.

After splurging love in that Venetian room, Anastasia fell asleep with her head on Josh’s chest. He was hugging her with both arms, as if he didn’t want to let her go. She felt safe, she felt loved and she didn’t need anything else in the world, at that moment.

She woke up the next morning with the sun hitting her face, it took a few minutes to properly open her eyes and focus her sight. She realized Josh wasn’t in bed, so she tried to get up, using the sheets to cover herself.

- Where are you going? – Josh said appearing through the door with a platter on his hands – Don’t move because this morning the breakfast is in bed.

- Are you real? – She said smiling – Did last night really happen?

- I hope so, ‘cuz I hadn’t felt this great in a long time – Josh said leaving the platter next to her. She instinctively took a strawberry from a small blue plate.

- Oh my God, this is so good – She said after giving a bite. Josh laughed after sipping from his orange juice.

- The guys planned a lunch for everyone, so I can imagine you’re going to your room to get ready.

- Yes – She said looking into his eyes – But I’ll stay here a little longer, if that’s okay.

- That is perfect – Josh said smiling and gave her a long kiss.

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REASONS TO STAY

GIF BY @/emreturkmen

REQUEST: Hey! I was wondering if you can write an imagine where Y/n is Even's younger sister and Isak and the boys meet her while staying at Even's. Jonas ends up liking her but he's hesitant to ask her out bc she's younger than him but she says yes and Even approves.

REQUESTED BY: anonymus

PARING: Jonas Noah Vasquez x reader

WARNINGS: none

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Even’s birthday was one of the few occasions she had to see his older brother, so y/n wouldn’t have missed it, that’s was a fact. Even’s flat was a mess, as always: when y/n entered in the room she smiled shaking her head while hihers brother was helping her with the luggage.

-- What?

He asked with that smile that never failed to make her smile back.

-- I see you are still the messiest person in the world.

She joked and he shrugged. Y/n loved Even more that how she loved anyone else; she always protected him, since they were kids. Even’s bipolarity made him unpredictable, but she had one certainty: he loved her back in the same way.

-- So, I can’t wait to meet Isak!

She said while sitting on the couch, her brother joined her and blushed.

-- He’s amazing, you will adore him.

He said and she looked at him: his eyes were shining and he seemed happy, happy in a way he hadn’t been for years.

-- If he can make you feel so well, there is no chance I won’t like him.

She said and Even hugged her. She always felt safe in his big brother’s arms, he was her rock.

-- So, are you planning to stay here in Oslo?

He asked her and she sighed. She had been living and studying in London for the past 4 years, but she wanted to come back in Oslo for the senior year.

-- I don’t know..

She said. She was in conflict: she wanted to be with Evan and the rest of the family, but she also wanted to be with her British friends.

-- You can live here, with me.

He proposed and a smile appeared on her face.

-- Really?

He asked looking at her brother, he smiled back and took her hand.

-- If you decide to stay, I want you here. I have a guest room, you have to be with me.

He said and she hugged him. She missed him every second, maybe she had to stay. Before they could say something else, the doorbell rang.

-- Here they are!

Said Even and stood up in a second. She stood up too and moved her hair from her face. Even had been talking about Isak for months by now, she knew a lot about him: he was an amazing kisser, he just graduated, he was an amazing kisser, he loved music, he was caring and sweet, he was an amazing kisser… When Even opened the door, Isak gave him a quick kiss and then, they both turned toward her.

-- Isak, this is my sister. Y/n, meet my boyfriend.

Evan said and y/n thought that there was so much enthusiasm in his voice that his vocal cords were going to explode.

-- It’s a pleasure, Isak.

She said shaking his hand, he smiled.

-- To me too, Even always talks about his little sis.

He said and she smiled.

-- Don’t worry, he finds time to talk about you too.

She joked and they both laughed. Y/n didn’t even notice that Isak was not alone: standing on the door there was another boy. When y/n saw him, he smiled and took a step closer.

-- Jonas!

Said Even giving him a pat on the back.

-- Jonas, this is y/n.

Even introduced her and the boy shook her hand.

-- My pleasure.

Jonas said and looked at her. She had to admit that he was handsome, with that shining eyes and his big smile. Jonas was totally enchanted: she was absolutely beautiful.

-- So, you do not live here?

Isak asked while they all sat around the table; Even was making coffee.

-- No, I live in London..

-- Not for long!

Even screamed while putting some donuts on a plate and y/n laughed.

-- Really?

Jonas asked looking at her and she blushed. He had an incredible impact on her, she felt naked when his eyes scanned her.

-- I don’t know, maybe I’ll move here for the next year. I’d like to spend my last high school year in Oslo. I will spend the summer here, then I’ll decide.

She explained and he nodded.

-- You should, so you could be closer to Even.

Jonas said and she smiled looking at him.

-- Yes, I should.

She said and, before he could say anything else, Even arrived with coffee and donuts. Jonas was funny, and smart, and sassy. She adored talking to him, he knew what to say to keep her interested and make her feel involved and he knew how to flirt. Y/n had no idea if Even noticed something, but she definitely was flirting back.

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-- So, she’s funny, eh?

Isak asked while they were walking home, Jonas shrugged.

-- Yes, she is.

He answered and his best friend laughed.

-- Please, don’t dissimulate. I know you like her.

He teased him and he puffed, but he was blushing.

-- Maybe a little.

He admitted and Isak gave him a pat on his shoulder.

-- I know you too well. Ask her out.

He suggested and Jonas bit his lower lip.

-- I don’t know, she’s younger, she’s living in London, then she is Even’s little sister..

He started to overthink, but Isak stopped him.

-- Bro, stop this shit. You like her, ask her out, but talk to Even first.

He said and Jonas smiled.

-- Okay, I’ll do it.

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-- Even, can we talk?

Jonas was standing on the door, his hands tormenting his phone while he was looking at Even. He nodded and smiled.

-- Sure, come in!

He invited him and he took a step forward, closing the door while he looked around.

-- Is y/n home?

He asked and Even nodded while drinking a cup of tea.

-- In her room.

He said and pointed the guests’ room. Jonas summed up the courage.

-- Okay, I’ll go straight to the point: I want to ask her out.

He said and Even appeared totally impassive. In response, he kept drinking his tea.

-- I know.

He said and Jonas puffed lifting his eyebrows.

-- I’ll kill Isak..

-- Oh please, you and my sister were flirting so much yesterday that only a blind person wouldn’t have noticed that there is chemistry. Plus, Isak confirmed my theory.

He said and his laugh was so genuine that Jonas couldn’t help but laugh too.

-- So, are you cool with this?

He asked and he shrugged and smiled.

-- Sure. Make her suffer and I’ll kill you.

He said, his voice suddenly serious and a scowl appearing on his face. Jonas nodded and lifted his arms in sign of peace.

-- I won’t.

He promised and Even relaxed.

-- Then, what are you waiting for?

He asked looking at her door, then at him. He nodded, took a deep breath and knocked at her door.

-- Come in!

Her voice answered through the door. He opened it and entered. Y/n was lying on her bed; the book she was reading was opened on the bed and she was totally immersed in the plot.

-- Y/n?

Jonas called her and she almost jumped out of her skin.

-- Jonas!

She said and closed the book, she sat and he did the same.

-- Even let me in.

He said and she nodded; she started to torment her hands, she was irrationally nervous, because she perceived that something was about to happen.

-- So, do you miss London?

He asked and she shrugged.

-- Of course, but you know, I also miss Oslo when I’m there. It’s a mess.

She laughed and he felt a rush of adrenaline: he liked her so much. Y/n’s smile was warm and pure, it involved also her big y/c/e.

-- So, will you stay?

He asked, the hope making his voice a little bit more intrusive than how he wanted it to be.

-- Probably, I can’t say no to Even, and I miss him too much.

She said and he smiled. She looked at him and felt the necessity to touch him, but she repressed that feeling.

-- So, why are you here?

She gently asked, there was no acidity in her question, just curiosity.

-- Actually, I wanted to ask you something..

He said and blushed, she nodded and stayed quiet. He seemed to be in conflict with himself..

-- Well, I don’t know if you, I mean… I just, uhm..

Y/n smiled at his clumsiness, she found him absolutely adorable. Of course, Isak and Even had no secrets, so it hadn’t been complicated for Y/n to find out that Jonas wanted to ask her out.

-- Okay, let me start again..

-- Jonas, yes, I’ll go out with you.

She said making the things so much easier. A series of emotions crossed his face, then he just shook his head and smiled.

-- Isak?

He asked and she smiled back.

-- Don’t be mad at him, I can be very persuasive with my brother.

She said and he smiled and bit his lower lip.

-- So, we have a date.

He said brushing her hair behind her ear, she smiled and looked at him.

-- It seems so.

She said and, before she could add something else, he kissed her. The kiss was insanely sweet; she didn’t expect he to be so delicate, so gentle. He caressed her check and passed his tongue on her lips, she opened them to let his tongue in and rushed her fingers through his hair. Jonas was patient and his touch was perfect, she knew how to caress her. She smiled on his lips and bit his lower lip, then gently interrupted the kiss.

-- So, it seems I have another reason to stay in Oslo.

She said and he smiled while he was still caressing her check. He gave her another quick kiss on her soft lips, then he answered.

-- It seems so.

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