TESSA I JUST REALISED UR THE PERFECT PERSON TO TELL ABOUT THIS
couple weeks ago my neighbours were like “there’s a kitten stuck between our fences” and obvi my wife and i were like well we shan’t allow this to continue.
first pic and most recent pic of the unnamed kitty (we have been calling her bean and the top contender for her actual name currently is molly short for molecule) (we are gonna keep her) (we have three cat now)
EVERYONE CLAP AND CHEER FOR Molly (Short For Mollycule) Bleeding Jones ❗❗❗
I request Steven Grant the love of my life helping a reader that got lost in a library. (It’s happened to me more than once…I needed a hug after I got out.)
Kitkat this is so cuuute hehe these are my spooky thoughts (SFW) on this idea:
You were once again lost in your reading, nose buried in a random title that caught your eye as you perused the shelves of your favourite library again
this library wasn't the most popular in your area, but it was still your favourite, despite the rumours about it being haunted
Steven had texted multiple times when you were late for your dinner plans, nothing special just some good food with your favourite guy
conveniently, the restaurant you had chosen was right across the street from the library, and this was not unintentional on your part. You knew he would be coming from work, and possibly late, so instead of waiting around at an empty table, you were going to wait for him in the comfort of the books around you
Though you were lost in the story you were reading, you still were somewhat aware of your surroundings... enough to notice when the temperature dropped enough for your skin to develop goosebumps... enough to notice the flickering of the lights in the corner which you were sat at... enough to notice the eerie quietness that blanketed the library, even though moments before you could hear the soft chatter and beeping of the librarian behind her desk. Come to think of it... she was nowhere to be seen. Everyone had left. The library seemed utterly empty except for you, whereas moments before... you could've sworn there were several people shuffling about.
A random breeze runs through you, and you feel cold all over. Quickly shutting your book and leaving it behind, you weren't in the mood to fight whatever meddlesome kids (or potentially real ghosts) were messing around at this late hour. Maybe the rumours were true!
Making a run for it, you felt disoriented, trying to find the exit in your haste to leave but the lights were playing tricks on you and maybe you made a wrong turn at some point because suddenly you didn't know which way was right. Until you hear his voice.
Steven called out to you, his voice distant but very clearly Steven. You tried to follow the direction from which it was coming from to find your way out of the dark, the leaning towers of books more intimidating than usual.
Blindly running and calling out to him, he kept yelling your name, making it easier for you to find him in the dark. Your frantic voice making him worried, Steven's own voice started mirroring the urgency in yours.
You collided into his chest before you knew it, his arms coming around you comfortingly. Steven cooed at you, holding you close and whispering that it'll be okay, rushing you out of the library doors into the night.
Steven kept his arm around you until you reached the restaurant, trying to comfort you as you told him what happened. He only laughed when you said that you weren't going to go in there without him again.
He also didn't complain about your neediness for the rest of the night, adamant on burrowing your way into his side. He only hugged you back, secretly content with your clinginess.
to be completely candid, I have had two autism meltdowns in the past two days from all the new changes happening so quickly, and I am so ready to sit in a dark room all weekend lol. But: I have a visitor coming to say hello while I am teleworking :')