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pink-jindallae · 5 years

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At the hospital / Part 1

[Nathaniel/Candy] full angst / heavy mention of panic attack Hospital scene from episode 16 completely rewritten. I'm so slooow to write ;-;

Words: 3464 Author note: Before starting this reading, I would like to highlight Candy's mental state of this episode. I personally felt a lack of investment as Nath's girlfriend. If he wasn't her LI, okay, sure. But as her boyfriend I don't agree. She saw him bleeding to death a few hours ago and she just leaves? Amber asking Candy to stay alone with Nath? Um, no? I'm not sorry to say that I have the fucking right to be with my boyfriend, as much as her. As a writer and as Nath stan, I couldn't let it pass. I got so much frustrated that I had to rewrite the entire hospital scene because first; I can. Second; Beemov cannot get me away from my man like that. LET ME STAY. And third: I LOVE the angst. Anyway, I hope you will enjoy the angst nonetheless ;)

Candy P.O.V.

Nathaniel has been awake for over an hour now. A little while ago, Kim and I were interrogated separately by the police about Nath's assault before they got to question him. Kim assured me soon after that she had repeated word for word Nath's version. As for me, I did the same with a robotic voice, too tired mentally and physically to pretend to be fine in front of the policemen. They didn't ask me too much questions, perhaps discerning my torment. Just after the police left, a nurse came to report on Nathaniel's state. We were relieved to hear his wound wasn't too deep and his organs were untouched. However, she also informed us that Nath had a head injury, so they had to keep him under observation until tomorrow to see how his condition is evolving. My face had blanched during her whole speech, but I didn't interrupt, unlike Amber who peppered her with so many queries. She acted like a lion mama, nearly throwing a tantrum in the hallway, thankfully Kim was there to calm her down. The nurse only concluded by saying we could now visit Nathaniel, although not for too long since he was still recovering and probably exhausted by his prior interrogation. To my surprise, Amber requested to stay alone with him for an unknown reason. I initially didn't agree, because even if she is his sister, I'm his freaking girlfriend and there was no fucking way I would leave like that! Not without seeing him safe and sound. Besides, how she asked rubs me the wrong way, like I wasn't that much important. I acknowledge she has a special bond with her brother, still, it wasn't a good reason enough to push me aside. I know she has changed and I don't rightfully hate her anymore, but God, I just wanted to punch her face at that moment. Hopefully she agreed to let me stay in the end, thanks to Kim who interjected in my favor. However, Amber still demanded to see him by herself first and to avoid another outburst in the hospital, I let her do as she pleased despite my own wish to come along. Only because I would be alone with Nath after as she promised not to be too long. When Amber left, Kim kindly offered to stick around with me a little longer, to which I refused. While I'm grateful for her concern, I needed to be by myself for a moment. Moreover, I would have felt bad to monopolize her presence just for my sake, because she too, was tired after such a night. She despised the hospital anyway, so, she went home to rest without insisting. And now I'm on my own in the waiting room for what felt like eternity. I can't remember how long I've been counting the minutes. The hand of the clock is turning, and yet, time seems to have frozen. It ticks with an annoying sound as if to emphasize the surrounding silence of death, reminding me again and again this disastrous evening. That deafening noise is taunting me, resounding a little louder as soon as I lose the thread, just to have the pleasure to grab all my attention while I'm waiting to see Nathaniel. I watch it with a rather confusing obsession despite my annoyance. I hate myself for that, I can't help but check the seconds spinning through the clock face. Because that noisy thing represents the heartbreaking absence of Nath by my side. Even if I know that on the other side of the wall, he's alive... Slumped on my chair, I bring my legs against my chest, my forehead glued to my knees. I need to see him so much ... "Are you all right, Miss?" I raise my head sharply. Another worried middle-aged nurse is looking at me and I can see pity through her clear eyes. What a sorry sight am I. "Y-yes." Great, my voice is shaking. "I ... I'm just waiting to see my boyfriend ..." "Oh ... is it the boy who arrived at the emergency room earlier?" I only nod, unable to speak at the recall of the events. The nurse sits next to me, her clipboard pad resting on her lap. "Your boyfriend is safe now, don't worry." she begins in a benevolent tone that irks me. "His relative is by his side right now, but you can rest for a while." The nurse's compassion touches me deeply, or maybe it's tiredness that speaks for me, because I feel my eyes sting a little bit as I'm about to cry any time soon. "I have to see him first." "This evening must have been very hard for you too, you have the right to rest. I'm sure he won't be angry if you come back later." She still insists. "I can't!" I nearly scream. "I need to see him!" Unable to contain myself anymore, I hunker down, squeezing my arms so hard that a red mark is blemishing my skin. I can't go home. Not now, not like that! Not seeing him drives me crazy! I'm exhausted ... my whole body is sore. "Would you like to call someone? Family, friends?" I shake my head, eyes closed. Her insistence begins to pester me. Why is everyone is completely disregarding my feelings? Amber, the nurse, even Nath. I'm that much insignificant not to have anything to say. My voice, no matter how I yell, is unheard and my opinion not even an option. Amber had already asked me if she could see him first, alone, and I meekly agreed to make her happy. And yet, I had to fight so I wouldn't be sent away, still muffled and saved by someone else. The nurse now pushes me to go home for the sake of resting regardless my desire to stay. And Nath… Damn, he didn't even wanted to see me at the gym. Kim said she called me because he agreed to, but with the way he acted, I doubt that. He was so stubborn, not listening to anything and facing my lack of power, Kim decided to call the ambulance against his will. During the ride to the hospital I have wondered; if she hadn't phoned me, I would have been unaware of Nathaniel's state since brother and sister like to keep secrets as if I wasn't part of their life. As if … I was nothing. "Just leave me. Go away." I coldly mumble, chasing those memories away. The nurse doesn't insist anymore and walk away after reminding me to contact the medical staff if I needed anything. Like hell I would. I feel many eyes on me nonetheless, kept under surveillance from afar. My mental state seems to worry them, but I don't care. All my thoughts are turned to one person. I decided to get up after her departure though, to freshen up a bit, the need to walk and think about something else motivating me to move. Specially to avoid their insistent stares, almost too heavy with judgment. When I see myself in the mirror, I quickly comprehend their dismay. It is anything but glorious ... My hair is disheveled, my eyes are swollen from crying and consequently, my mascara has heavily dripped on my cheeks. My white-like face doesn't really help to improve my condition. I look a fright ... The most impressive thing is my clothes stained with blood – his blood –. No wonder the nurses were concerned. I hurry to make a coarse bun in order to hold my hair in place, then rinse my face, erasing below the neon light all traces of this morbid night. I still look exhausted but at least I'm more presentable. Once I'm satisfied with my reflection, I go back to my seat. Meanwhile Amber has appeared in my line of sight, coming out of the elevator with a sullen expression. My heart skips a beat and I run to join her. "Amber!" She glances up at my panicked face and smiles weakly to reassure me as best she could, although it looks more like a grimace. "I was looking for you. You can go see him." "How is he?" I ask, worried about her peaky look. "The doctors told me he could go home soon. Luckily, he can talk and move despite his head trauma." Upon hearing the news, all the pressure on my shoulders evaporates bit by bit. I'm so relieved he is fine… "Did he ..." The blonde cuts me off, shaking her head in negative. He didn't reveal anything to her either. I sigh, depressed. Of course, he's not the type to vent so easily. Even her twin sister doesn't know everything about him. The few times we spoke indicates that Nathaniel didn't confide to her as much as she believes to. "I'm sorry for earlier…" she suddenly resumes, changing the subject. "… for insisting to see my brother alone. But please understand that I needed to talk to him. Nothing against you." I'm taken off guard by her sudden apologies. I really didn't expect it at all to be honest… "I… It's fine. I guess." I articulate, dumbfounded. She averts her eyes, probably feeling too guilty to look at me directly. "I may have overreacted." "You did. And to tell you the truth, it hurt me." I frankly blurt out. "So honest, as always. I like that about you." She lets out a small laugh and I smile in return. I'm glad she noticed her wrongdoing and asked for my forgiveness. She was as anxious as I was, so, I can understand in a sense. And to be fair, I'd probably request the same in her shoes if she wasn't her relative… "Thank you again for being there for him ... Thank you for everything. You saved his life." She sobs in a weak voice, taking my hands in hers. I lower my eyes at her statement, not sure to deserve gratitude. I didn't do anything. Kim saved Nathaniel while I was watching him, helpless. My conscience planting arrows in my heart keeps me quiet, not knowing what to answer. Amber's hand pulls me out of my thoughts by squeezing mine. She stares without saying anything, her message mute. I only notice now that her green eyes have lost their sparkle, filled with remorse too. "I'm going to his flat to bring some clothes and feed Blanche. I'll be back soon." she informs, gently releasing my hand. "Watch over him, please. He's waiting for you." I just agree in silence, the knot around my neck tightening slightly. I don't waste more time to watch her go and fly to the elevator. And damn the seconds feel like hours in the lift. I've waited so long to see Nath that I tremble like a leaf out of stress. My anxiety is only amplifying, trapped in this metallic box. The walls come off as an oppressive cage, shrinking around me. I feel like I'm suffocating ... It makes my mind runs wild, what I've striven to push back in my mind suddenly arises with brutality. My boyfriend is laying in a hospital bed after an attempted murder. The bloodcurdling realization I could have lost him forever tears me from inside. I remember too well watching him bleed to death. I can still smell the blood, see the light in his eyes weakening and his life being taken away slowly… I struggle in vain to hold back my suffering, but it's far beyond my strength. I can't help but dwell on the events, unable to think of anything but his twisted face of pain, the gaping wound and the pool of blood. It wasn't an accident. Someone tried to end his life. Stop! I must not panic. Do not panic! Nathaniel is fine, Nathaniel is fine ... I repeat these words like a mantra. Focusing on dominating my terror, I close my eyes for a moment and inhale deeply. My breath is shaking, but I keep taking deep breath to calm the frantic beat in my chest. My body is agitated with nervous spasms, I squeeze my hands hard to stop my tremors. Carefully ... slowly ... I'm breathing. At long last the elevator stops and after a soft "ding", slides open. The overwhelming gasp of air at the opening wakes me up from my horrifying trance, my lungs finally accepting some oxygen. After a gulp, I'm resolved to get out and stand right in front his room. I enter with a gentle push on the door which creaks faintly under the pressure of my fingers. What I see behind crushes my heart. Nathaniel seems to have fallen asleep, but his features are drawn, denoting extreme fatigue. His face is still a little pale, but slowly picks some colors up again. His left eye is slightly swollen, as are his knuckles. There was no doubt he tried to defend himself against his aggressors as much as he could. I pinched my lips so as not to break down again, shaken beyond word by his atypical vulnerability. I must be strong. I shed enough tears. At some point, I finally allow myself to approach with catlike stealth to avoid waking him up. My hand smooths his golden hair, brushing aside wet strands on his forehead. Softly … fearing of hurting him more. With the same care, I stroke his damaged hands in hope it would erase the marks of his fight. I wish I could take all of his pain… "You're here…" I jump, startled. Nathaniel is awake. He painfully opens his eyelids to gaze at me. I'd like to answer something, but on the verge of tears, words are strangled in my throat. "I'd have preferred to welcome you in some other way." he continues with a sheepish smile in an effort to relax the atmosphere. Except it provokes the opposite of the desired effect. He looks at me, his eyes filled with grief. His hand frees itself from mine to caress my cheek and I close my eyes to enjoy his touch full of tenderness. I barely notice him wiping a tear that has escaped against my will. And here I promised myself not to cry anymore. Damn it… "I ruined our date again." He feebly murmurs. "Forgive me." I shake my head, eyelids firmly closed. Other tears flood with me powerless to stop it. Nath remains silent, busy to dry all the sad pearls rolling on my skin. "Don't be ridiculous, you idiot ..." I end to whisper with a trembling voice. "We'll have other dates. I just want you to heal quickly." I swallow my tears somehow and finally open my eyes to offer him the best smile I could do. Nevertheless, he only observes me without saying anything, his look indecipherable. His eyes glint with a dark and melancholy glow, almost seeking to penetrate my thoughts. His face seems tortured, preoccupied, a frown on his forehead. A voice in my head hisses that pain is not the main cause. Anxiety, anger, guilt, maybe something else. I'm not sure what I can read. He carries my hand to his lips and kisses it with infinite love, contrasting with his painful expression. Nath, is there something you're not telling me? The rustling sound of sheets catches my attention all of sudden. My veiled eyes immediately fall on Nathaniel who's trying to get up, his face disfigured in pain. "Nath!" With an unsteady step, I try to lie him down but this obstinate man resists. "I just want to sit down, I'm tired of laying." He insists. "Don't be foolish, you have to rest! Imagine if your wound opens again!" I'm unsuccessfully trying to convince him, but he is too adamant and completely deaf to my protests. I shortly give up, helpless in front of his stubbornness, and put his cushion in a way he can lean on it without hurt. It takes him a few minutes to find the right position. "It doesn't hurt too much?" I ask as I sit on the mattress to get closer. "I'm fine ... I've experienced worse." Worse? What can be worse than being stabbed in the abdomen? Could it be related to the scar on his lips? To his father? My face runs out of blood just imagining it. Facing my frightened look, Nath takes my hand again squeezes it more firmly. "No wait! I mean ..." he resumes with difficulty. "... I'll be okay, you don't have to worry about that." "How could you ..." His thumb lays on my lower lip to keep me quiet, fondly brushing it. "I'm fine, okay? That's all you need to think about now." "But you nearly killed yourself, how could you expect me to stay calm after that? Nath, you could have died!" "What happened, happened. And I'm still alive." What the hell! I know he wants to be reassuring but he can't tell me that like that, as if it was something trivial! "Listen to me," He begins but I refuse to hear his nonsense. I drop and shake my head. The situation is so absurd, it makes me crazy! It's a nightmare. Breathing becomes difficult again, I feel like choking once more. Sensing my distress, Nath cups my face and forces me to look at him. "Listen to me!" He gives me time to calm myself before carrying on. I stare back with a look in which an unreasonable dread is reflected. I know I'm overreacting but … "You're afraid." I'm not. I'm terrified. "I understand, I really do. But look, I'm fine." He caresses my cheeks with lots affection and so much care to put me at peace, but I'm still shivering so much. However, my body is less stiff now, soothed by his voice. "I'm fine…" He calmly repeats again, insisting on this point until I stop shuddering. "All I need is my girlfriend by my side. This night has been painful enough for you and for me… We both need to rest. Just let me enjoy your company. Is it too much to ask?" I have to admit he's right. He is indeed fine. He survived and is certainly exhausted by his injury. I was so preoccupied by my own fear I forgot the most important; taking care of him. Ashamed, I lower my eyes. "I'm sorry…" "No don’t be, love." He murmurs, putting his forehead against mine. "I'm the one who should be. You deserve so much better than that." "Shut up." I sob. Our faces are so close, caressed by our breath, yet I feel so far away from him, an unbreakable wall between us. And I know… he is the one building it, pushing me away. Again. "Come." He simply finishes by opening his arms. He wants us to cuddle. "Your wound, it could open ..." I weakly protest, fighting against my own desire to snuggle against him. "My right side is fine." Nath persists. I don't want him to suffer ... My hesitation crumbles a little more when he softly pleads: "I need you in my arms ..." I don't want to start a quarrel, especially in these conditions. I'm too tired anyway. Besides, I'd lie if I said I don't want to be in his arms too ... Short of argument, I breathe: "Promise me to tell me if you're in pain." He simply nods, and I give up. With caution, I go around the right side of the bed where he's not injured. I'm careful not to lean too much upon him, my side propped against his cushion, but my head finds its way to the crook his neck. His right arm slides around my waist and presses me a little more against him despite my reluctance, yet I oppose no resistance. His soothing heartbeat under my palm relaxes me. He is still alive… Being in his arms drains all energies I had left, in other word, almost none. My eyes close when he brushes a warmth kiss full of comfort on the top of my head. I'm just so weak even though I should be the one who supports him. I can't help myself thinking I must do more than complaining and crying. He silences me when I word my thoughts and confesses that being here is more than enough. Actually, it is what he needs the most according to him so, I'm not arguing. After all, a nurse is coming soon to kick me out and I don't want to leave him with a pointless fight. Silence now surrounds us. Not a single word is shared anymore. We are just enjoying each other presence… … as if it would be the last time.

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starkatana · 5 years

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Last Goodbye

Summary:

You get a bad feeling that something bad is going to happen to Nathaniel.

Notes:

>Doesn’t follow the My Candy Love - University Life Story but is heavily inspired.

>This is when Castiel is back, but before you two are together. You and Cas are more in the talking phase of getting back together.

>You and Nathaniel were hanging out a lot in the fall time when you first came to university.

>You care about Nathaniel, but you aren’t in love with him. He’s a very close friend that you care about dearly.

>Inspo: https://melodyalanaroster.tumblr.com/post/179752226269/honestly-i-thought-this-fit-nathaniel-before-ul @melodyalanaroster

Nathaniel x Reader/Lynn/Candy

Some mention of Castiel x Reader/Lynn/Candy

“Do you ever just have a nagging feeling in your gut that something bad is going to happen? And no matter what you do, you can’t shake it?”

“What’s on your mind?” Rosa asks.

“I just feel like Nath is going to get into trouble.” You scratch your head.

“Tch.” Rosa shrugs, “He’s a big boy he can take care of himself.”

“I don’t know.” You sigh as you stirred the honey in your tea.

“He’s dangerous,” Rosa stated. “I love you, and as your best friend I’m putting your safety first you have to let him go.”

“I don’t know.”

“I’m sure.” Rosa starts, “Once he figures it out. You’ll be there.”

“He needs to turn his life around Lynn, and I think you're the only one that can help him with that.

“You’re right. Well, I’m going to go meet him.”

“I’ll see you at the Snake Room?”

“Yeah.”

You meet up with Nathaniel, and you get straight to the point. Nathaniel stood across from you, his mouth agape as you hang your head low careful not to look at him. You just told him that you have to stop seeing him and that this was going to be the last time you would see him.

“It’s because Castiel is back, isn’t it?”

“What?” you respond genuinely confused.

��Is it because of Castiel?”

“No.” you shook your head and sucking in some air and letting it out you compose yourself. “Have you ever looked at someone and just felt so lonely?”

He doesn’t respond but cocks his head to the side — something he always did when he expected you to follow up with what you’re going to say.

“That’s how I feel when I’m with you, Nath. I’m with you, but I feel like I’m kept at a distance and I’m only good for you when it’s convenient for you to hang out. Never for me.”

His face dropped. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about your shady life and how you have to keep everyone at a distance because of it!”

“Are you serious?”

You bite your lip and slowly nod as the sleepless nights went through your head because of Nathaniel sending you cryptic messages and refusing to talk and showing up bloody and blaming boxing. The nights he called you at 3 am because he needed a place to crash or needed someone to pick him up at an unknown location. Even getting to the point that Kim was worried about him.

“He doesn’t care about you.”

“Stop it.”

“It’s true. He’s not the same Castiel.”

“And you’re not the same Nathaniel.” Your shoulder drop disappointed. “What my relationship with Cas is my business; it has nothing to do with you.”

“We all know you love him. We all know you still love him.”

You shake your head and let out a soft laugh. “Nathaniel, it doesn’t change the fact that your secrets are more important to you than I am. I’ve made my decision.”

“I love you, y/n!”

“No.” you hold your hand up, “Stop. No, you don’t. You love the idea of me. You don’t even know me.”

He grabs your wrist.

“That’s not true, and I’m not letting you leave. At least tell me the truth is Castiel involved?”

“What does it matter Nathaniel?!” You take your hand back and get in his face. Inches apart. Neither party backing down. “It’s been a long time coming, and we aren’t even together. You spend more time hiding secrets from me than anything else and only tell me what you’ve been bottling up when you have a new secret to hide. It sucks that we’re having this conversation since Cas came back, but it’s not because he came back.”

Nate back downs.

“I need you, y/n.”

“And I’ll always be there for you. Just not when you’re in all this shady shit. You want to keep me safe? I’ll be safe when I’m away from you.”

He shakes his head at you, not making eye contact with you.

“I have to go now. Take care of yourself, Nath.”

“I feel terrible.” You sigh sitting with your friends at one of the bar tables in the Sanke Room. “I just left him there.”

“So, do you have a thing with Castiel or Nathaniel?” Chani asked.

“It’s complicated, but Nathaniel is one of my closest friends.”

“Friend.” Alexy did quotes.

“Seriously.” You roll your eyes, “I can have close guy friends. Things just changed so much I don’t even know him anymore.” You stir your mix drink with the straw. “I just can’t watch him dig his own grave anymore.”

“Can you be friends with someone who’s into you?” Alexy asked.

“She friend-zoned him.”

“Stop it.” Rosa rolled her eyes, “I’m done talking about this. Let’s have a good night and unwind and not think about thesis papers.”

You sigh and look down at your phone. It’s Kim calling.

“Hello?”

“Y/n!” and she said something else you couldn’t make out

“One second, Kim! I’ll be right back, you guys.”

“Tell her to come out with us!”

“I will!” You quickly walk out the front door of the bar where you could hear her. “What’s up?”

“It’s Nathaniel. He’s hurt, and he won’t let me help him! He told me he only wants you.”

“What?!”

“He’s been stabbed, y/n! We’re at the gym. Please get here!”

She hung up and without thinking you ran for the gym in your cream knit dress and heeled ankle booties. You sent Rosa a text:

‘Nath emergency with Kim talk soon.’

And you didn’t stop to think about the situation, let alone breath. You were waiting for the light at the crosswalk to change.

“Fuck.” You bounced as the cars passed. “Shit.” you had to contact Cas too since you had plans to see him after. You copy and paste the message from Rosa and sent it to Cas. Then the light changed, and you kept moving.

You ran up to the front doors of the gym, the building’s lights were off. You pulled on the front doors. They were locked. You peered in through the window. Nothing was moving inside. You pull out your phone and call Kim, who immediately answers.

“Back door!” you ran around to the back, and there she was.

“Kim, what the fuck happened?”

You rush inside as she locked the door behind you. She leads you into the bathroom where Nathaniel is propped against the wall. He’s sitting up conscious, holding onto his side. He’s bloody and bruised. He looks defeated.

You audibly gasp and run up to him, falling to your knees. “What the fuck! Nathaniel!” you start hitting his arm, not holding his wound and then shake him. “What the fuck did I tell you?!” You start crying, “What the fuck did I tell you!” You cried and grabbed his coat. “Fucking hell.” You look up at him. He gives you a weak smile.

“You were right.”

“Fuck you!” you screamed. That’s all you wanted to hear but not like this. “Kim, call 911. We have to get you out of here!” Kim nods and dials 911. You sit up and try to analyze the situation and see what you should do first. ”What the fuck happened to you, Nathaniel?”

“I’d rather not say.” He winced, “Just to keep you, uninvolved.”

“Then why fucking call me?”

“I didn’t know if I’d see you again and I wanted to say I’m sorry.”

You dry your eyes. “Shut the fuck up Nathaniel. You’re going to be fine, and after all of this I’m rubbing it in your face I told you so.”

He lets out a light chuckle, “I’d like that.”

You smile and look him over, “you pile of shit.” You punch his arm one more time before crouching across from him, trying to pull up his shirt.

“Stop you’re going to ruin your dress.”

“Shut up. It’s just a dress. There’s only one you. Now move your fucking arm so I can try to clean your wound.” He does as he’s told and you try your best to disinfect the wound while applying pressure. “From what Grey’s Anatomy taught me it’s probably superficial since you’re still conscious, but it’s still a lot of blood.” You nod at cleaning the wound. “I don’t know what I’m going.”

“I’m so tired.”

You perk up hearing the sirens.

“Stay. The. Fuck. Awake. Nathaniel.” you cup his face in your hand. He had a black eye, and his face was pretty cut up. He looks up, and at that moment, you felt like you stared into his soul. He looked so vulnerable. “The ambulance is almost here. I promise you when they come in, and you get in the ambulance. You can sleep, just not right now. Not on me.”

He lets out a weak smile and cough. “Thanks for coming.” He caresses your cheek, and you shake your head.

“Thank me later.”

“I’ll do my best.”

You push his hair back out of his face, and you feel this overwhelming sadness. “You’re one of my best friends, and I love you. I think nothing but the best of you. You’ll always be my Mr. President.”

“Fuck.” He sighs, sitting up, “Castiel better knows not to break your heart.”

“They’re in there!” Kim opened the door to the bathroom.

You step back and let the medics take care of Nathaniel. You walk up to Kim who’s calmed down.

“How are you?” you ask her.

“I’m going to have to write an accident report.” She sighs. “By the way, I’m sorry I contacted you. I was just in shock. I didn’t use my common sense to call 911. I just let Nathaniel talk me out of it and call you, but thanks for coming.”

You two watched as he was transported out of the bathroom on a gurney.

“No problem. Nathaniel is still Nathaniel after all, and I’ll always care about him.”

“You always did have a big heart.”

You smile at her, “So, what happened?”

“I was just able to close the gym, but I was taking the trash out when I saw him walking towards me, crouched over. I panicked, and he just told me to call you.”

You shake your head, “What an idiot.”

“Which one of you is Lynn?”

You looked at Kim, confused but stepped forward, “I am.”

“Can you please get your boyfriend to cooperate? We can’t get him to relax or do anything.”

You narrow your eyes hard, but you follow the paramedic into the back of the ambulance, and you sit next to the gurney and take Nathaniel’s hand.

“Nath, you have to stop resisting. Let them help you. You whisper, “I don’t want you to die. Please let them help you.”

“Stay with me?”

“I can’t afford to ride in this ambulance.”

“I’ll pay for it.”

“Nathaniel.”

“Please.” he gently gives your hand the tightest squeeze.

You take a deep breath and sigh, “I’m here.” And the paramedics get him situated, and you two were on your way to the hospital.

At the hospital, Nathaniel gets checked into a room and taken care of. While you’re out in the waiting area, you contact Amber, and she shows up in no time, and she doesn’t say anything to you but paces outside his door. You grab yourself a cup of coffee and taking a seat. You can finally get to your text messages.

You call Rosa.

“Oh, Jesus Christ, are you okay? Is Nathaniel okay?!”

“I’m okay. Just a little shaken up. I’m sorry I didn’t contact you sooner this is the first time I’ve had downtime. He’s….alright. We’re at the hospital, and he’s in bed, recovering right now. I’ll keep you posted, but I just wanted you to know where I was at and that I’m okay.”

“Call me if you need anything and y/n, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t beat yourself up. I’ll talk to you later. I have to call Castiel.”

“Let me know how things go.”

“Love you. Bye.” And you hang up the phone.

You suck in a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. It’s so late, early? Did he have Crowstorm plans in the morning? You had to call Castiel.

“Y/n?” He answers immediately. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? What happened?” It’s a barrage of questions.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t call you earlier.”

“It’s fine. What happened with Nathaniel?”

You start to cry and hiccup as you lose all composure.

“I’ll meet you.”

“No, I’m fine, Cas. I’m kinda with Amber.”

“Kinda?”

“She’s across the lobby. I’m at the hospital. Nate got in a fight, jumped, or whatever. He got stabbed, and we’re just waiting on his results.”

“Fuck.” Castiel whispers, “How did you get involved?”

“Kim, called me saying Nath was hurt and only wanted to talk to me.”

Castiel is silent.

“I panicked and went running.”

“But you’re okay?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Okay. If you need me, call me. I’ll answer. Crowstorm or not. I’m here for you.”

“Thanks, Cas. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

Eventually, a doctor came up to you and Amber.

“So, Nathaniel is in a coma.”

Your heart dropped.

The doctor looked at you, “You came here with him.”

“But I’m his sister.” Amber said. “and I don’t want her here to know about his business.”

“Nathaniel wanted me here, Amber.”

“And he’s in a coma. He can’t make decisions for himself right now. And as next of his kin, I get the say for the patient, right?”

The doctor nodded. “I’m sorry, Miss.” He looks at you, “I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

You nod. “I understand. Just let me know if you two need anything.”

“Thank you, y/n.”

“Bye, Amber.”

A few weeks pass, and you haven’t heard from Amber or Nath. You checked your mailbox, and there was an envelope from Nathaniel. Inside was his a key. You didn’t know what it was for, but you assumed his apartment, and you had the address on the package. You got an uber to the apartment. You had never been here before. It was nice. The pieces were starting to connect on how he could afford all of this.

You found his apartment, and the key was a perfect fit.

You took a breath and stepped inside.

Closing the door behind you. His white kitty back from high school warmed up to you immediately. “Hi, Blanche. Where’s your owner?”

You walked into the apartment and looked around. The living and kitchen was neat and orderly. You’ve never been in here, so you wouldn’t know if something was off. You looked around, why would Nathaniel send you a key to his apartment. You quickly check the bedroom and bathroom, fearing the worse. Nothing. No one was in here except for Blanche. You take a seat on his bed.

“I’m Nathaniel. What does he want me to see?”

You get up and walk over to his bookshelf. There was a note with your name on it

“The rent is paid for the next five months. I’m leaving you the keys. Amber will take care of Blanche. She knows. That l night will be one of my fondest memories. You said, “You can’t love someone until you love yourself first.” I think it’s bullshit. I’ve never loved myself. But you, oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“Oh, Nath.” You sigh and send him a text. It goes to read, but he doesn’t respond.

#mcl nathaniel #mcl candy #mcl lynn #nathaniel #nathaniel x candy #nathaniel x reader #mcl sucrette #nathaniel x sucrette #nathaniel x lynn #mclul #mclul candy #mclul nathaniel #mclul lynn #mclul sucrette #my candy love #my candy love university life

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hanaby-ritt · 5 years

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- Hello, this is a mini comic that I came up with after seeing the episode of star vs the forces of evil, and with all the scandal that occurred with Jackie and Chloe. I do not speak English if not Spanish, but as I give the idea, (everything is written by translator) I hope you like it.

- Hola, este es un mini comic que se me ocurrió despues de ver el capitulo de star vs las fuerzas del mal, y con todo el escandalo que se dio con Jackie y Chloe. Espero les guste.

Traducción: Es hora de escribir un nuevo capítulo de mi vida. Bueno Paris sorprendeme

#svtfoe #jackie lynn thomas #rose x juleka #jackie x chloe #star vs the forces of evil #nathaniel x marc #star vs las fuerzas del mal #tales of ladybug and cat noir #miraculous ladybug

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just-your-emo-sensei · 3 years

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Now request for "characters x reader and roleplay"

Fandoms and characters I will do goes as the following:

(yes I will add more later on)

Horror Movies Slashers:

Michael Myers(the original series not RZ)

Jason Voorhees

Harry Warden(1981 or 2009)

Ghostface(Billy Loomis or Stu Macher)

Freddy Krueger

Video Games:

Dead by Daylight

Stardew Valley

Super Smash bros

Cartoons Characters:

The Real Ghostbusters

Peter Venkman

Ray Stantz

Egon Spengler

Winston Zeddemore

From the Episode "Flip side"

Flip Peter

Flip Ray

Flip Egon

DC Characters:

Batman

Superman

Green Lantern (Hal Jordan)

Flash

Vigilante

Sun Haven:

Guys:

Jun

Wornhardt

Donovan

Darius

Claude

Liam

Vaan

Nathaniel

Girls

Anne

Kitty

Catherine

Iris

Lucia

Lynn

Xyla

Anime shows:

Naruto

Sakura

Kisame

Deidara

Konan

Kakuzu

Hidan

Sasior

Tobi

Pein

Itachi

My Hero Academia

Deku

Bakugo

Todoroki

Kirishima

One Piece

Luffy

Zoro

Here's a master list if you want something from here:

Type of scenario:

Angst💔

Death of Character or reader

Break up

Cheating

Ignorance

Tragedy

Fluff💙

Cuddling

Going out on a date

Platonic🤍

Siblings

Family member

Best Friends

Parents

Co-worker

Smut❤️‍🔥(I will not do rape, minors nor incest)

*Mystery Scenario*

(If you can't make up your mind for a scenario, choosing this means I'll randomly make up a random scenario that I'm in a mood for.)

Author's Note:

So I'm pulling some content I remembered from reading romance and lovey dovey stuff from other fics. Dating was something I'm never good at, but that doesn't mean I know thing or two about it when comes to observing other people's Dating behaviors.

Please request as many times as you like, sorry if it takes me a little exile to post your request. I plan out the scenario, and double check for anything and double check my research. No judgments here, your request is your command and I want to fulfill those requests. Just give me your ideas and I'll make it come to life through these words.

And if you don't feel comfortable of doing the request/ask were it can be seen as anon or your user, you can always request by dms as well! And don't be afraid to add more to your request! And if you forget that one thing in your request don't be scared to slide into my dms and add those little details! I love to hear feedback and your ideas!!!

And please note, that if I don't answer right away it's because I'm either sleeping, out with my family/friends, watching movies, shows or playing video games basically having me time lol. But I would definitely check up on to see if i have any request, and take time little by little to make it happen!

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drawlfoy · 3 years

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Wonders of Ohio P.10

masterlist request guidelines

pairing: draco x reader

request: no way

summary: american high school senior y/n y/l/n is in for a surprise when her british exchange student is a little...odd.

warnings (AYO please pay attention to these this time it’s not just swearing): swearing, underage drinking (no i do not condone this ig), beginning elements of smut but def not too explicit, i think you can consider it dubcon ?? if both people are drunk bc i don’t think you can actually consent if youre drunk (plz rest assured tho they are both 18 hehe)

a/n: “hey where did this come from” yeah so hey yall ive never written such an intense scene before but i’ve spent so much time w these characters that i decided i kind of had to. there’s no like...real sex in this and i don’t imagine that i’d describe it in this much detail if i ever decided to write it but um.. anyways. i hope y’all enjoy. thanks for suffering for this long ! i hope i’ve made it worth it

word count: 4k

music recs:

cloud 9 -- beach bunny

the adults are talking -- the strokes

anything from the strokes tbh

tags ! :) @gruffle1 @missmulti @cleopatera @hahaboop @accio-rogers @geeksareunique @eltanin-malfoy @war-sword @cams-lynn @itsivyberry @ayo-cowbelly @nerd-domland @yesnerdsblog @shizarianathania @evanstanfanatic @strawberriesonsummer @hariosborn @night-ving @straightzoinked @imintoodeeptostop @naiomimoonshard @jejegu @ophelia-enthusiast @alwaysbeanunknownfan @nearly-memories @litty-dumb @callieclearwater @malfoy-wife15 @charlenasaxen @belladaises @fiantomartell @writeandtranslate @erisdogwood @loveissupernatural @sycathorn-slush @big-galaxy-chaos

“Thank fucking god for the generator,” said Y/N as she flew around the kitchen, banging pots and pans together in her quest to make New Year’s Eve breakfast. Draco was sitting, unamused and completely silent, at the table. They’d been snowed in for a few days now with her parents nowhere near able to make it to the suburbs. For some reason, the entire city of Cincinnati had decided that the day before Christmas was the best time to schedule maintenance on literally every single one of their plows. “Can you imagine living here without heat? Or power? I’d die.”

Draco hummed in response. A glance over confirmed that he was deep in thought, a scarlet colored letter clutched firmly in his hand (hello, Nathaniel Hawthorne). Jealousy curdled inside of her as her thoughts turned to a dark place--it was Pansy, that Pansy Parkinson.

Knowing her intuition, she was probably his grandmother or something. Why else would she have written so many letters?

After she finished plating all of the pancakes, she allowed herself to sneak a peek at the envelope.

Astoria Greengrass

She frowned. Astoria? She’d never seen that name before.

“What is this?” asked Draco as he picked up his fork to poke at the pancake on his plate.

Y/N’s jaw dropped. “Have you never had a pancake before?”

“A pancake?” He gave his plate a stern look. “It looks...like a soggy pastry.”

“Fuck you, I made that,” responded Y/N. “Try it with butter and maple syrup. And then tell me it’s a soggy pastry.”

She took out her fork and knife, demonstrating very clearly what she meant as she spread butter over the top of her pancake. She’d learned that Draco was too proud to ask what she meant when she introduced him to American/muggle foods--the last time he tried to deduce something himself, he ended up pouring ketchup over the top of his hamburger bun instead of actually putting it on the patty.

A sense of satisfaction flowed into her as she saw him follow suit, spreading the warmed butter and dipping a cut piece in syrup. He raised it to his lips, taking a delicate bite.

“Americans really have this for breakfast?”

“Yeah…is something wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s just…” He grimaced. “This isn’t breakfast. This is dessert food.”

“God, your life must be so sad back home,” said Y/N. “What does your family make you eat--just straight unbuttered bread under the guise of it being a real breakfast food? Do they let you dip it in your unsweetened, weak tea if you’re good?”

He scoffed. “You have no idea how I live back at home.”

“And, judging from this conversation, I don’t have any desire to know any more.”

They ate in silence for the next few minutes. Y/N smiled when she saw Draco reach for a second pancake.

“Two desserts? Draco, I know it’s New Year’s, but don’t get too off the hinges,” she teased.

He rolled his eyes, but she could tell her was fighting back a smile. “Speaking of which, how do you celebrate New Year’s?”

Draco looked up and met her eyes. “Sorry?”

“How do you celebrate tonight? With your family or your friends, or your...whatever.” The cold reality of the fact that she did not really know if he was dating someone back home set in.

“Oh, I don’t usually. It’s not really a big thing in the magical community,” he mused, unaware of her sudden panic.

“Well,” she said. “I always celebrate New Year’s with my friends. I didn’t tell you this sooner because I didn’t think that you were going to be here, but I’m kind of hosting a party here tonight. With anyone who can walk here.”

“Oh.” He took a sip of his tea. “Will it be like the Halloween party at Sylvia’s?”

“What do you mean?” She smiled. “Do you mean, will there be drinking?”

He shrugged in response, avoiding eye contact.

“There definitely can be,” she continued, her smile widening. “Last year we played this dumb drinking game over this card game--if you lost, you took a shot. It was fun. We could do that again.”

She settled down to eat, digging into two of the pancakes. They were really good--she wasn’t Gordon Ramsay by any means, but she did breakfast food pretty well. But at the mention of her friends, a realization hit her. “Oh. Draco?”

He raised an eyebrow and met her eyes.

“Um, can I tell you something?”

He dipped his head in recognition while Y/N cleared her throat.

“So, um, I forgot about this,” she began, “but while you were gone, I kind of had to scramble to figure out what to tell everyone about why we were avoiding each other before you left. And why you left so suddenly and why I didn’t know.”

He was still watching her in curious silence.

“So, I really didn’t want to slip up or say anything about...you.” Y/N paused to take a sip of her tea, deciding to not try to look at Draco again. “So I decided to tell Sylvia and Lizzy that I told you my feelings for you and you didn’t return them.”

A clang startled her enough to look up. Draco was staring, completely frozen. His fork had fallen into the syrup on his plate, handle and all.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“I mean, oh, fuck. Um.” She smiled at him, hoping it was going to distract from her audible stumble. “Obviously, I made it all up. I mean, both sides! But what’s important is that they bought it, and now they’re probably going to give you a little shit for not liking me ‘back’. So I’m sorry about that.”

“Made it all up, huh?” His voice had a surprisingly teasing lilt.

“Yes, that is in fact what I said,” she responded, hoping that her cheeks weren’t as red as they felt hot.

“Is it really now?”

“Draco!”

He rolled his eyes. “I’ll be back. I need a new fork.”

“Just wipe off the handle of the one you have now--Draco, why are you getting up? Stop!”

To her disappointment, none of her friends were able to show. Sylvia and Lizzy made a concerted effort to try and convince their family to let them brave the walk, but once another flurry started up outside, it was hopeless. Her face turned pink whenever she thought about the fact that she hadn’t even needed to tell Draco the thing that made her slip up in the first place.

Y/N, disappointed but not surprised, told Draco that she still wanted to celebrate, even if it was just with him. He’d snorted at this--asking her why she made it seem like such a burden--but once she produced a yellow glass bottle and a deck of cards and told him she bet that she was going to beat his sorry ass, he caved.

She started with a heavy lead, but once Draco learned the rules and strategies of the slightly convoluted Go Fish game, he proved to be a worthy match. They played until around 11:45 when the bottle was about 3/4 full and Y/N was feeling the pleasant warmth of being slightly intoxicated. Once she noticed the time, she threw her cards on the table.

“Let’s watch the ball drop,” Y/N said with no further explanation, even when Draco looked to her for one. She grabbed the bottle and his hand, pulling him up the stairs to her room. The remote control for her TV was a struggle to find--it was all the way tucked back in her nightstand drawer--but thankfully the channel was already set.

“You forgot the cups,” Draco said, staring down at the opened bottle held in his hand.

“You can get them if you want,” she managed.

“You should! You forgot them.”

“Too far,” she whined, flopping to lean back on her pillows while Draco followed suit. His hair smelled like peppermint. Without much more thought, she moved close enough that their shoulders were touching. He didn’t move away--instead, he lifted the bottle to his lips and took a drink directly.

“Your New Year’s traditions are weird as fuck,” he murmured as he watched Savannah Guthrie on the screen. He didn’t have to speak very loud for her to hear him, and it seemed like he knew this.

“Oh, you haven’t even heard it all yet,” said Y/N. “We’ve got a tradition to kiss someone going into the New Year. New Year’s kiss, I guess. I’m sure you can imagine the kind of drama that creates.”

“What d’you mean?”

“You don’t have to be dating to kiss someone, sometimes people just...do it. As friends.” Y/N reached over to the bottle and took a swig herself, feeling the warmth trickle down her throat.

“Take it easy,” he tutted, pulling the bottle away from her before taking another drink himself.

“Hey! Says you!”

“Because I can actually hold my liquor well,” he teased, giving her a shove.

“The fuck are you talking about?”

“You just kept getting worse and worse at whatever that game was,” he told her matter-of-factly.

“Give it here,” she said, reaching across his chest to where he was holding the bottle, out and above his head. She hoped he couldn’t tell how much this side of him filled her with glee. “That’s not fair!”

“Not fair, huh?” He raised an eyebrow and met her eyes as he held it up even further into the air. His voice was startlingly low. “So what are you gonna do about it?”

Before she could muster up a response, the TV began playing the audio for the New Year’s Countdown.

10!

Y/N wasn’t sure if she was supposed to answer--or if he was just...flirting?

He managed to set the bottle on her nightstand without taking his eyes off of her.

The hand she had used to reach across him with was now pressed into his side of the bed, supporting her as she hovered over him.

Without moving any part of her body, she dared to glance at his parted lips.

Maybe telling him about the kiss tradition was a stupid idea.

His hand, warm and soft, reached up to brush a piece of hair away from her cheekbone.

His fingers lingered on the outline of her jaw.

He was kissing her before the cheers from the TV even had the chance to bounce around the room, both hands cupping her face and pulling her in so desperately that it took her breath away.

Her hands found his shoulders, then the back of his neck, and then, eventually his hair. It was just as soft as she imagined it to be. They started out innocently enough--closed mouth kisses and only their hands touching each other above the shoulders--but once she tugged on his hair (mostly by accident) something...shifted.

Suddenly he was on top of her, and suddenly her leg was wrapped around him as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss. It occurred to her that this was no longer just a New Year’s kiss. He tasted of lemon and sugar--and was notably better at what he was doing than any of the people she’d kissed before. Or maybe it was the alcohol clouding her judgement. Regardless, she liked whatever was going on. His hands had drifted from her face to her neck to her hair to her shoulder, gently tracing the outline of her bra strap. She brushed her hand down his chest, pulling gently at the collar on his shirt. Only when his leg pressed up into her and her breath hitched did she realize the weight of their situation.

The way he pulled away to hover over her signaled that he’d had the same revelation, his eyes wide as he stared down at her. “Um…”

“Yeah?” Dread crept into her despite the pleasant haze she was in.

He swallowed, hard. “I can’t believe I did that.”

Draco was on the other side of the bed in seconds, wringing his hands and keeping his eyes fixed on her floor. “Oh, my god, I can’t believe I did that. I’m sorry. I’m drunk and I’m not thinking straight. I’m so sorry.”

“Is something wrong?” She didn’t know if he wanted her to touch him, but she wanted so badly to place a steadying hand on his shoulder. “Did you not want...it?”

He scoffed and turned his gaze up to the ceiling. “I had too much to drink. I’m sorry.”

“Oh.” Y/N felt the blood drain from her face as she fell back on the bed.

That’s all it was. A drunken mistake.

Tears pricked at her eyes as she surveyed her options. Despite the fact that she was drunk off her ass, she knew she couldn’t just tell him to leave without making her feelings clear. She never explicitly told him that she wanted him and it wasn’t like she moaned his name or anything--thank god--but what other option did she have? She didn’t want to cry in front of him, and if he stayed in her room any longer he would without a doubt witness her alcohol induced cry fest.

NBC finally switched to ads, and Y/N granted herself permission to mourn the fact that Flo from Progressive would forever be ruined for her.

It was dark enough for her to quickly reach up and wipe her eyes undetected, granting her enough confidence to sit up and look at him directly. “You don’t get to just...kiss me like that. I hope you know that.”

“I know,” he said. His hands were clasped tightly together and rested on his nose. “Fuck. Of course I know.”

“But you can tell me you meant it to be just as friends,” she told him, hoping he couldn’t see how hard she was fighting back a new wave of tears.

“As friends,” he repeated, his tone flat.

“As friends,” she said.

“I don’t think either of us are daft enough to believe that.”

Her stomach twisted. “What do you mean?”

“Maybe things are different in America, but I don’t see you doing that sort of thing with Lizzy.”

“We can forget about this. It’s fine. I know you regret it.”

He exhaled, his breath long and shaky. “I didn’t stop because I regretted it.”

“Then why did you?”

“Because…”

“Is it because I’m a muggle?” His silence was everything she needed for an answer. “Okay. I had a feeling.”

“Y/N, it’s not like...I don’t know how to explain it.” He still wouldn’t make eye contact with her. “I just don’t know what to do.”

“About what?”

“About this!” he said, dramatically gesturing to her. “About everything!”

“I don’t understand.” The tears began pricking in the corners of her eyes again despite her best efforts.

Draco finally looked at her. She was shocked by how genuinely distressed he looked--the last time he looked at her like this, she’d been laying on the ground outside of the antique sore. “I don’t expect you to.”

His tone was low, careful. He was holding back.

“Can you just tell me how you feel about me, then? Just so I know?”

“It’s not that--” He stopped himself, sucking in another breath before he continued. “I shouldn’t. It’s not right of me.” He groaned, flopping onto his back and covering his face. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“Hey,” Y/N said, reaching out to awkwardly pat his shoulder. “I meant it when I said that we could just forget about it. We’re friends, Draco. Just friends. I know you didn’t mean it. Let’s just pretend this never happened, ok?”

He was quiet for a bit before responding. “Did you...want me to kiss you? Did I make you uncomfortable?”

“Uncomfortable?”

“As in, did you want me to stop?”

“Oh.” Y/N cracked her knuckles. “You didn’t violate me if you’re asking to gauge how guilty you should be.”

“I’m glad to hear that, but that’s not why I’m asking.”

“Okay,” she said simply. He was still laying in her bed, and she hated the fact that her bed was going to smell like him until she washed everything.

“So?” He raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t answer.”

“We’re friends, Draco.” She sent him a weak smile as she repeated her previous sentiment. “I trust you, so you didn’t make me uncomfortable.”

She was aware of the fact that her sentence didn’t exactly track, but she wasn’t particularly concerned with the literary quality of her speech.

“That still doesn’t answer my other question.”

“I…” She felt her throat dry up. “I want--I wanted you to kiss me. I’ve wanted you to kiss me for a while now.”

At this, he finally sat up and looked her in the eyes. She thought she could see the briefest glint of relief pass over his face before he managed to rein it back to a neutral expression.

“Did you want to kiss me?”

“I was the one who kissed you, not the other way around, yeah?”

“That still doesn’t answer my question,” she snipped, hoping he caught on to her mocking. She’d missed sparring with him.

“Yes, I kissed you because I wanted to, not for some weird ulterior motive,” he responded, rolling his eyes despite the fact that his cheeks were clearly very pink, even in her dimly lit room. “Though I agree it’s best if we just stayed friends.”

“Yeah.” She felt her face fall, but she managed to catch it before she looked too devastated. “It’s all water under the bridge. Now we know not to drink together again.”

“That too.” He shifted, clearing his throat before making eye contact with her again with an uncharacteristically soft expression. “But the damage is already done, I suppose?”

“I suppose,” she echoed. “You wanted to kiss me? Actually?”

“Should we really talk about this? After what we just said about staying friends?”

“We’re going to feel regret tomorrow morning no matter what we do now, “ said Y/N. “Might as well.”

He smiled one of his rare smiles--the ones where his eyes went all soft and he dipped his head to hide it. “Yes. I really do. Want to kiss you, that is.”

“I really want you to kiss me,” she blurted out before slapping her hand over her mouth in shock. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

His smile morphed into more of a smirk as he crept closer, his hand resting on top of her knee. “So can I do it again?”

“Draco…” She sighed.

“The damage is already done,” he repeated as he reached his hand up to brush a lock of her hair behind her ear, his fingers dragging down her neck. The smug look that formed on his face after she drew a quick breath in confirmed that he knew what he was doing, that fucker. “You said it yourself--we’re just friends.”

“I’m going to hate myself in the morning if I say yes.”

Draco’s hand drifted over her jaw, his thumb pausing to trace over her bottom lip. “You can hate me instead.”

This time, it didn’t surprise her so much when he leaned in. He was notably less desperate, taking time to draw breaths in between kisses and lacing his fingers through hers, squeezing. Once he seemed satisfied, he lifted her chin and brushed the hair away from her neck, kissing down from her jaw to her collarbone. She shivered, and he drew her closer by wrapping his arms around her until she was sitting on his lap.

“Wow, you’re such a good friend, Draco,” she managed to joke. She could feel the smirk that formed on his lips as it passed over her clavicle.

“Shut up.” His teeth grazed over her delicate skin before he sucked, eliciting a gasp from her. She could feel him smile again.

His hands teased the bottom hemline of her sweater, his fingers tangling in the fabric but not moving it. She sucked in a breath, feeling his hands ghost over her skin.

“Are you okay with…”

“Yes!” The answer came out much quicker than she would’ve liked, but the grin on Draco’s face made it completely worth the momentary embarrassment as he helped her out of the thick cable-knit sweater. “Now is your chance to dote on me and tell me how beautiful I am. As a friend, of course.”

“You stole the words right out of my mouth,” he said. He looked like he was positively glowing as she smiled and leaned in to kiss him, slow and deep. His hands found her back and hesitated over her bra clasp.

Before he had a chance to do anything, Y/N started fiddling with the buttons on his white shirt, successfully undoing the first two before she noticed that Draco had frozen completely.

“Is something wrong?”

“Kind of,” he said. “Maybe...not now, okay?”

“I had a feeling that was too much,” she admitted, reaching for her top before realizing he’d tossed it across her bedroom floor and suddenly feeling very exposed.

“It’s not that…” he said, trailing off. “I just...should probably tell you some things before my shirt comes off. And I don’t think tonight is the best time for that.”

“Oh.” Y/N tried to make herself look like she understood whatever he was on about. “Yeah, of course. Oh! Is it about that tattoo you tried to gaslight me into believing didn’t exist?”

“Y/N!” he exclaimed. “I didn’t gaslight you!”

“Here you go again,” she huffed. “I rest my case.”

“And I am not getting into that now,” he said. “I didn’t want to talk about it for very good reason.”

She reached up to his shoulders, dragging her fingertips over his collarbones and watching as he gazed up at her. “That’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

The corners of his lips turned up at this, and she took the opportunity to press a chaste kiss on the edge of his mouth. “I think we should go to sleep. We have enough material to regret for tomorrow at this point. Any more and I think we’ll be getting greedy, so--”

Draco cut her off with one last kiss, his fingers splayed out across her back, pulling her impossibly close before finally releasing her.

“Agreed.” He let out a sigh before sliding her off him and standing up to grab her runaway sweater. “Do you want to sleep in this? Or do you want me to get you something else from your dresser while I’m up?”

“Um…” She was frozen at the prospect of him watching her change clothes. “Probably something else. Top left drawer--just pick whatever.”

He sifted through her piles of random T-shirts before settling on one with the UChicago logo and tossing it to her.

Y/N pulled it over her head, grateful for the fact that he wasn’t staring at her with only a black lace bra that barely did its job.

“So, uh, I think I should probably go then,” he said.

She fought the urge to ask him to stay. “Yeah, that’d be best.”

His mouth opened like he was about to say something, but he closed it and frowned. “So I guess this is goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Draco,” she replied. “I’ll look forward to agonizing over this in the morning.”

Once the sounds of his footsteps heading down the hall faded, she finally allowed herself to flop back onto her now Draco-scented sheets.

What the fuck just happened.

final a/n: hellooooooo ! it finally happened! i hope this didn’t seem rushed or unnatural to you guys but like. it’s been over 30k words and i thought you guys deserved something. yes i am going to be leaning into the whole “we’re just friends” trope while definitely not being just friends. yes i am going to drag astoria into this i’m excited i hope yall enjoyed

#draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco imagine #draco malfoy imagine #draco x you #draco malfoy x you #draco #draco malfoy #draco fic #draco fanfiction #draco x y/n #draco malfoy x y/n #draco x oc #draco malfoy x oc

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just-cutie-avocado · 2 years

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🥑WELCOME!🥑

🥑Here is the Queen Of All Avocados👑🥑

🥑Call me Sophie or just Avocado :)🥑

🥑Pronouns is She/Her🥑

🥑Languages I speak~ Russian🇷🇺(my native language), English🇬🇧 and Spanish🇪🇸(but my english is more better than my spanish+my spanish will mostly taken from Google translator)🥑

🥑My another(non-tkl) blog @sophie-avocado-girl 🥑

🥑My incorrect quotes blogs @ata-incorrect-quotes @mlbvillains-incorrect-quotes 🥑

🥑I'm writer and(probably) artist🥑

🥑Fanfics request~ closed🥑

🥑Headcanons requests~ closed🥑

🥑Arts requests~ closed🥑

🥑And asking box is always open! :D🥑

🥑Also feel free to share your tkl headcanons, I will be happy to see them!🥑

🥑I do RP(if someone wants to roleplay, feel free to write me in DMs)🥑

🥑And I also post non-tkl posts🥑

🥑Fandom list💚

Cartoons/Shows/Movies:

Jade Armor (most active)

The Amazing Digital Circus(2nd most active)

SamSam(3rd most active)

Geroychiki(4th most active)

GFighters

Miraculous Ladybug

MegaMan Fully Charged

Encanto(least active, sorry)

Videogames:

Poppy Playtime

Amanda the Adventurer(second least active)

Characters I'm more than happy to write or draw for:

Jade Armor:

Lan Jun/Jade Armor*****

Black Tiger**

Pearl/Blue Lynx

Crimson Lord

Gfighters:

Lynn**

Yuna**

Miraculous Ladybug:

Ladybug

Chat Noir

Alix/Bunnix(both young and adult)***

Zoe

Nathaniel

MegaMan Fully Charged:

Aki/MegaMan***

Mega Mini***

Suna***

Chaotique***

Ice Man***

Cut Man***

Daini/Namagem**

Ashley**

Hypno Woman**

The Amazing Digital Circus:

Pomni*****

ler!Jax (heck yeah)

SamSam:

SamSam***

SuperJulie***

SweetPea***

Megalactic

Meow**

ler!BigBadDream (cuz hell yeah)

Geroychiki:

Fly****

Gloria****

Princess Pinky**

Encanto:

ler Camilo with lee Dolores

Casita(bc why not lol)

Poppy Playtime:

Huggy Wuggy**

Kissy Missy**

Poppy***

Mommy Long Legs

Boogie Bot

Daisy

Mini Huggies

Player(as CHARACTER, NOT as y/n)

Amanda the Adventurer:

Amanda

Characters I don't write and draw for:

Jade Armor:

Adults(except for a couple of them as you can see)

Beasticons(but can do for them only as lers if anything)

GFighters:

All adults

Villains

Miraculous Ladybug:

All adults

Kwamis

Mylene

Ivan

Kim

MegaMan Fully Charged:

Peter

All adults(except Hypno Woman)

SamSam:

Most of adults

Antagonists(except for BigBadDream)

Encanto:

All adults

lee Camilo(I think you can imagine why)

The Amazing Digital Circus:

Uhhh I still thinking about it-

Poppy Playtime:

Bunzo Bunny(I also think you can imagine why)

Y/N!Player

Amanda the Adventurer:

Meat Man

~~~

🥑What I will write or draw:

~SFW

~Actual characters

~Platonic pairings

🥑What I'll try to write or draw:

~Romantic pairings

~Possibly crossovers(bc why not)

🥑What I will not write and draw:

~N$FW

~x reader/y\n

Rules:

Only SFW

N$FW blogs, LGBTphobic, toxic people, heterophobes and russophobes are DNI

I have the right to refuse your request, please do not be offended

🥑My other social medias:

My YouTube channel

My 2nd YouTube channel

My Pinterest

🥑Well, that's all for now^^ I hope you enjoy my blog!💚 🥑

—Sophie the Avocado Girl🥑✨

#Intro #but anyway i will change it many more times

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the-birth-of-bella · 3 years

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Sucrette x Eric (AU)

Aquella mujer de cabellos marrones sonrío de lado al ver a aquel cliente habitual llegar nuevamente al Cosy bear, preparó personalmente ella un café pasado bien cargado, y justo cuando aquel individuo le observó a los ojos, colocó la taza en la mesa.

— Que lo disfrutes.- Dijo sonriendo, para después retroceder dos pasos, con intenciones de irse. Sin embargo aquella profunda voz le hizo detenerse, le había llamado por su nombre y recordando la noche pasada se estremeció. Eric le sujetó discretamente de la mano, siendo apartada a los pocos segundos por Lynn, el mayor frunció el seño pero entendiendo que estaba en horas laborales desistió.

Nina apareció preguntando si todo estaba bien, siendo calmada por su jefa diciéndole que nada ocurría. Le pidió que atendiera a otro cliente mientras ella atendía al oficial de policía, siendo aquel acto algo sospechoso para la menor. Pero no tenía porqué meterse en asuntos de quién le pagaba mensualmente.

— ¿Me vas a llamar esta noche?- Susurró, provocando en Lynn un sobresalto. Pero no le respondió, solo jugueteando pasó su mano encima del antebrazo ajeno, guiñando el ojo derecho para después sonreír con desinterés. Volvió a la barra, puliendo algunas tazas con delicadeza.

Las horas transcurrieron, llegando así al final del día, Lynn cerró el local para después ir por algo de beber al Snakeroom, normalmente cuando vivía una ruptura se la pasaba encerrada en su cuarto llorando, pero ahora que había crecido llevaba el duelo de otra manera. Lamentablemente, aquel bar solo le hacía recordar más a él. Sus rubios cabellos, sus abdominales, aquella sensual cicatriz que su labio poseía... Se estaba volviendo loca de tan solo recordarlo.

Su relación con Nathaniel había culminado hace ocho meses, sencillamente su relación ya no era como antes, él parecía más enamorado de su trabajo que de ella. Pero por más que le daba su espacio y era paciente, Nathaniel nunca volvía a su lado, siempre poniendo excusas, siempre alejándose más de ella...

Se hartó.

Pero cuando le encaró intentando resolver aquel disgusto que ella tenía, terminaron peleando verbalmente hasta que furiosos dieron por terminada la relación. ¿Cómo había pasado eso? La verdad es que a veces las palabras dañaban más que las heridas físicas.

"Sabía que nunca podríamos restaurar nuestra relación"

Fueron sus últimas palabras antes de irse del apartamento, antes de dejarla sola nuevamente, como ella una vez le dejó hace años cuando estaban en el instituto.

El karma era una perra.

Y nunca vino a por ella, nunca la detuvo de irse, fué él quien la alejó de su lado. Pero ella también se sentía culpable.

Eric los primeros días le acompañaba en su dolor, mostrándose comprensivo con ella. Porque por más que Lynn le dijera que estaba bien, sabía que terminar una larga relación llevaba tiempo para reponerse. Ellos por obvias razones eran buenos amigos, pero ahora que ella ya no estaba con Nathaniel no había razones para verse. Hasta que ellos encontraron un motivo para estar juntos, hasta que poco a poco, aquel deseo carnal que ambos escondían en lo más profundo de su interior... Salió. Desatando la lujuria entre ambos amantes, Eric sencillamente calló rendido en brazos de aquella muchachita de ojos esmeraldas. Lo malo era que cada vez que lo llamaba, era de madrugada, y se notaba que estaba muy pasada de copas y otras sustancias que siendo él un policía, debía estar en contra. Pero al ser ella hacía caso omiso. Al inicio todo fué meramente carnal de su parte, él también había roto con su esposa y quería distraerse, ambos salían ganando.

"¿Porqué siempre me llamas cuando estás drogada?"

Eric le decía.

Pero así era su relación.

Lynn dejó aquel vaso de shot en la barra del Snakeroom, aspiró profundamente y pidió otra ronda.

Su amistad con Rosalya y Alexy era una mierda, solo le hablaban cuando querían ayuda de su parte, y como la estúpida que era siempre estaba dispuesta a ayudar. Parecía que no tenía a nadie a quien recurrir, especialmente cuando Chani se había ido de la ciudad. No quería estar sola, odiaba estarlo cuando bebía.

La imagen de Eric rozó su cabeza, provocando en ella una sonrisa ladina. Claramente desconocía los sentimientos del mayor hacía ella, pero verdaderamente quería verle esa noche. Llamó al moreno siendo su llamada aceptada al segundo tono.

— Quiero verte, Eric...- Se escapó de sus labios, la música estaba tan alta que le destrozaban los tímpanos, pero se aseguró de hablar en el pequeño micrófono del celular para que él le oyera fuerte y claro. Eric al escuchar aquella voz suplicante, agarró sus llaves y sin colgar salió de su apartamento para ir en busca de la mujer que le volvía loco.

No era necesario preguntarle dónde estaba, después de todo ella siempre iba al mismo lugar. Era el único jodido lugar.

Cuando entró a aquel bar musical, con la mirada comenzó a buscar a Lynn, y después de unos minutos le observó en la barra jugando con una copa de martini. Se acercó a ella, abrazándola por detrás, aprovechando aquel momento para aspirar su tenue aroma a colonia cítrica combinada con café.

— ¿No estás ebria?- Preguntó extrañado, sí, la fémina había bebido alcohol, pero al parecer no estaba tomada como otras veces. Lynn colocó su dedo índice en el labio inferior contrario, susurrando un leve "Shhh"

Le tomó de la mano y lo llevó al centro de pista mientras se hacía pase entre el mar de gente que iba ahí a divertirse, se puso frente al mayor y comenzó a contornear su anatomía con sus manos al mismo tiempo que movía sus caderas en un ritmo sensual y llamativo. Eric, embelesado le miró y le siguió la corriente, cuidando de que nadie se atreva a siquiera mirarla. Cuando la música cambió la castaña le sonrío lascivamente a la vez que atraía el rostro del policía al propio, besando aquellos carnosos labios con delicadeza, siendo sorprendido cuando, por primera vez Lynn le besó con ternura.

— Mírame, no te atrevas a apartar la mirada de mi.- Dijo, y le volvió a besar, siendo extrañamente cuidadosa. Se quedaron unos minutos abrazados, mientras las personas a su alrededor bailaban sin importarles lo más mínimo lo que la "pareja" estaba haciendo.

...

Inevitablemente llegaron al departamento del policía, una vez cruzaron la puerta Lynn fué estampada en la pared mientras sus labios eran atacados con ferosidad.

— Lynn...- Musitó entre sus labios, la susodicha le mordió el labio para después colgarse del cuello adverso con determinación, Eric la apoyó en la pared, quitando con una mano la blusa de la fémina. Haciendo uso de su mano libre, tocó el caliente cuerpo de la mujer que tenía a su delante, sintiendo como ésta piel se erizaba ante su tacto. Provocando en él una sonrisa.

— Tócame más...- Logró susurrar Lynn, para después seguir besando los labios ajenos, movió su pelvis bruscamente para evitar caerse, enrollando las piernas en las caderas adversas con destreza, sintiéndose jodidamente bien.

Cuando llegaron a la cama Lynn se sentó enca de Eric, con las piernas abiertas logrando así que sus intimidades (aún con ropa) se rozaran. Y mientras le miraba fijamente a los ojos, se quitó el sostén botándolo al piso como si ya no sirviera. Con sus manos trazó un camino por encima de la camisa del pelinegro, al llegar al inicio de un tirón rompió todos los botones, sorprendido Eric se sentó, siendo callado con un beso. El hombre sonrío travieso, recibiendo una sonrisa cómplice por parte de la fémina de largos cabellos. Le ayudó a quitarse la ropa para después usar la camisa como vendas, lo tenía a su merced.

— ¿Siempre fuiste así?- Comentó en un tono burlón, recibiendo una cachetada en respuesta. No, no estaba enojada, solamente le estaba castigando por hablar.— Me gusta, pero preferiría ser yo quien te someta, no te puedo ver.

— Hoy es mi turno, calla y disfruta.- Estando completamente desnudos, se acomodó encima del miembro del mayor, comenzó a frotar ambos sexos escuchando leves ronquidos salir de los labios adversos, generando en ella placer.

— ¿Quieres penetrarme?- Preguntó lo obvio, siguió moviendo sus caderas sin aún permitirle la dicha de entrar en ella. Sintió algo duro abajo, logrando sacar en ella un suspiro.

— ¡Sí... Mierda, sí quiero!

A los pocos segundos se volvió una tortura para ella también, estaba deseosa de tenerlo dentro suyo. Agarró el grueso falo de su amante para así introducirlo en su intimidad, ambos jadearon. Lynn comenzó entre ellos un suave vaivén que poco a poco subía de intensidad, dejándose envolver por la lujuria, escuchaba los gruñidos del mayor con mucha atención, y ella misma no se esforzaba en acallar los propios. Le sujetó de las manos, entrelazando sus dedos para tener un mejor soporte. La chica le seguía montando.

A los minutos comenzaron a sentir la llegada del orgasmo, pero antes de ello Eric expresó:

— ... Lynn, te amo.- Era la primera vez que lo decía, la susodicha abrió los ojos y se detuvo. Le quitó la camisa de los ojos y le miró a los ojos.

— Dilo de nuevo.

— Te amo.- Dijo con voz clara.

¿Había sido por la calentura del momento? Le observó bien al rostro, notando seriedad pura en el mismo.

— De nuevo.- Demandó.

¿Cuánto más le iba a torturar así?

Lo repitió dos veces más, para después ver cómo le tomaba nuevamente del rostro y le daba un fogoso beso. Lynn no sabía que responder, pero oírle decir "te amo" le hacía sentir calidez en su pecho. Fué como si el poco alcohol que ella había tomado hubiese desaparecido. ¿Ella también le amaba? No lo sabía muy claramente, pero algo que sí sabía era que quería estar a su lado sin importar el resto del mundo entero.

Continuó moviendo sus caderas, mientras oía nuevamente a Eric decirle que la amaba.

...

El sol despertó a ambos adultos con sutileza, estaban abrigados con una sábana, mientras los brazos del mayor estaban envueltos en el cuerpo de la fémina. Cuando Lynn miró a Eric, no se resistió a besarle con intensidad.

Recogió su ropa y se fué al baño a darse una ducha, una vez lista observó como Eric estaba usando otra camisa debido a que anoche ella había roto la misma entre tanta pasión.

— Tengo que ir al café.- Habló, pero el policía en su interior deseaba oír otras palabras salir de los labios ajenos.

— ¿Me vas a volver a llamar esta noche?- Repitió la pregunta que solía hacerle.

— No.- Respondió.— Ésta vez te voy a llamar de día.- sonrío.

Por un instante sintió como todo su mundo se caía abajo, pero las últimas palabras le hicieron tener esperanza de nuevo. Después de todo para él Lynn no era solo una aventura, realmente la amaba, y quería que ella fuese suya, porque él ya era de Lynn.

— Te amo.- Ella ya había perdido el número de veces que Eric le había dicho tales palabras, pero como si fuera una niña pequeña se sonrojó para así cubrir su rostro algo apenada. Ya no tenía la misma valentía que anoche.

Ahora que lo había pensado, finalmente tenía su respuesta. Le quería a él, no solo algo pasajero. Le quería de verdad.

Pero su orgullo no le permitía decirles aquellas dos palabras, se acercó a él besando efímeramente sus labios.

— Yo también.- Tal vez no le había dicho explícitamente que lo amaba, pero conociendo como era Lynn era un gran avance.

Ahora no solo lo llamaría de noche, no más llamadas estando ebria. Eric había visto su peor lado y aún así le dijo que la amaba. Lynn le quería mucho, de verdad lo hacía.

Se despidió de él esta vez con un abrazo, siendo éste extrañamente más íntimo que cualquier beso o acto sexual.

Lynn salió del departamento de Eric, tenía una sonrisa dibujada en los labios.

— Bella

NO TOMAR EL ESCRITO COMO TUYO.

#fanfic #wattpad #fiction #reading #romance #corazón de melón #amour sucre #amor doce #my candy love #eric #sucrette #lujuria #fan edit #arctic monkeys

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eydika · 4 years

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eydika’s name list 2.0

more... names because the first name list I made isn’t enough anymore

Abaddon

Abbey / Abbie

Abel

Ace

Ada

Adam

Adrien

Agnes

Aiden

Akari

Alaska

Alchemy

Alec / Alex / Alexa

Alessi / Alessia

Alexis

Aliana / Alianna

Alice

Alison

Alistair

Alivia

Allie / Ally

Alpha

Alya

Amber

Amelia

Amity

Amos

Amy

Andie / Andy

Andrew

Andromeda

Angel

Anita

Anna / Anne

Annabelle / Annie

Apollo

Apple

Apricot

April

Archer / Archie

Arden

Ares

Argus

Ariel

Aron / Aaron / Auron

Arrow

Artemis

Arthur

Artis

Arya

Ash / Asher

Aspen / Aspyn

Astrid

Athena

Atlas

Atticus

Aubrey / Audrey

Audio

Auger

Auggie

August

Aurelia

Aurora

Austin

Autumn

Ava / Avaline / Avalon / Aveline

Avery / Avrey

Aya

Baby

Barbie

Basil

Bea / Bee

Bean

Beatrice / Beatriz

Bébé

Beck / Beckett

Beetle

Bella / Belle

Beryl

Betty

Bijou

Billie

Birdie

Bishop

Bitter

Blair / Blaire

Blaise

Bloom

Blue / Blu

Boheme

Bonnie

Bowie

Briar

Bridget

Brina

Brody

Bryson

Bunny

Byron

Cade / Cadea / Caden

Cairo

Cal / Calum

Caleb

Callie

Calliope

Calvin

Cameron

Candace

Canopy

Carly / Carlie

Carol / Caroline

Carter

Casper

Cassandra

Cassius

Catherine

Celia

Cetus

Chance

Charlotte

Cherry

China

Chip

Chloe

Cian

Cinnamon

Civet

Clara / Clary / Clarabelle

Claire

Clementine

Cleo

Clover

Cobalt

Colby

Colt / Colten

Constance

Cooper

Cora

Corey

Corvus

Cosmo

Cricket

Cynthia

Cyra

Cyrus

Dacre

Daisy

Dakota

Dalia

Dallas

Damien

Dana

Dandelion

Dandy

Dante

Daphne

Darby / Darcy

Darius

Darla

Davina / Divina

Davos

Dawn

Deacon

Deb

December

Deja

Delaney

Delta

Demi

Denim

Denver

Desmond

Dexter

Diego

Digit

Dion / Dior

Doe

Domino

Donna

Doran

Dorothy / Dot / Dottie

Douglas

Dune

Dusk

Dylan

Eachan

Ebele

Ebony

Echo

Eden

Edris

Effi / Effie

Egan

Elijah

Eliza

Ella / Ellie

Elliot

Ellis

Elodie

Elsbeth / Elspeth

Elsie

Elyse

Embla

Emily

Emlyn

Emma

Emmett

Emory

Erica

Erin

Ernest

Ernie

Esryn

Estelle

Ethan

Eugene

Eva / Eve / Evie

Evan

Evangeline

Fae / Fee

Faith

Fawn

Fawke

Felix

Fenris

Fergus

Ferris

Fig / Figgy

Finbar

Fizz

Fletcher

Fleur

Flint

Flora / Florence

Forrest

Fox

Frankie

Freya

Gage

Gaia

Gavin

Gemma

Gene / Genesis / Genevieve

Gigi

Gil

Giselle

Gladys

Gloom

Gloria / Glory

Goldie

Grace / Gracie

Greta

Griffin

Gus

Hadley

Hailey

Hana

Harlow

Harmony

Harper

Hawk

Hayden

Hazel

Hector

Henley

Henry

Hera / Hero

Honey / Honeydew

Hope

Hunter

Ian / Ion

Idris

Ieni

Iesha

Illori

Ilya

Imelda

Imogen

Imp

India

Indira

Ingrid

Irina

Iris

Isaac

Isara

Isla

Ivory / Ivy

Izzy

Jack / Jackie

Jade

Jake

Janice / Janis

Jason

Jasper

Jay / Joy

Jenan

Jericho

Jerry

Jibo

Jill

Jinx

Joan

Jude / Judith

Juleka

Juli / Julip

June / Juno

Juniper

Jupiter

Justice

Kaiven

Kale

Kappa

Kayla

Kellen

Kelly

Kes

Kimber

Kitana

Kitty

Kiwi

Knox

Kris

Kristy / Kirsty

Krull

Kumo

Laken

Lana

Lapse

Lark

Laurel

Lavender

Lemon

Lenka

Leo / Leon / Leonie

Levitt

Liberty

Lilac

Lilith

Lima

Lindsey

Locus / Lotus

Lottie

Luca / Luka

Lucia / Lucie / Lucy

Lucille

Lucky

Luis

Luna / Louna

Luther

Lux

Lynn

Mabel / Mable / Maple

Madison

Mae / May

Maeve

Magnolia

Mango

Mantis

March

Marcia / Marcy

Margaux / Margo / Margot

Marina

Marion

Marley

Marmalade

Mars

Martha

Mary

Mason

Maude

Maura

Maxine

Maya

Meadow

Medea

Melancholia

Melba

Memphis

Mercedes

Mercy

Mick

Milan

Milla

Millenia

Milo

Mina / Mona

Minerva

Minnie

Minnow

Miron

Misery

Mona

Monday

Montgomery

Monty

Morrigan

Morwenna

Myrtle

Nana

Nancy

Nasira

Nate

Nathaniel

Naveed

Navy

Ned

Nefarian

Ness

Nestor

Never

Newt

Nikki

Noah

Nora

Norma

Nova

Nutmeg

Nye

Nyx

Octa

October

Odessa

Olive / Olivia

Ollie

Omega

Omen

Onyx

Opal

Ophelia

Oriana / Orion

Oscar / Oskar

Otis

Owen

Ozzy / Ozzie

Paige

Paisley

Parker

Pat / Pattie

Paula / Paola

Pea / Peach

Pebble

Penelope

Pepper

Pepsi

Percy

Petrichor

Philippa

Philomena

Phoebe

Phoenix

Piccolo

Pip / Piper

Pixie

Poe

Pollux

Pomeline

Poppy

Portia

Primrose

Queen

Quentin

Quibble

Quincy

Quinn

Rachel

Radian

Ransom

Raven

Ray

Razzia

Rebus / Remus

Reverie

Rhubarb

Rick

Rider / Ryder

Rigby

Rilla

Roach

Robin

Rory

Rosa / Rosalie

Rose

Roux

Rowan

Roxanne / Roxie / Roxy

Ruben

Ruby

Rune

Sabina / Sabine / Sabrina

Sable

Sadie

Saffron

Sage / Saige

Salem

Sam / Samantha / Sammie

Savant

Savian

Scarlett

Scotty

Scout

Sean

Sesame

Shea

Skye / Skylar

Sloane

Solomon

Spencer

Sprout

Star

Stella

Sunny

Sybil

Syc

Symphony

Tabea

Tabitha / Tabs

Tali / Talia

Tasha

Tate

Tau

Temper

Tharan

Theodora / Theodosia

Theros

Thimble

Thirteen

Thorn

Tia

Tilda

Tina

Topaz

Tora / Torian

Trinity

Trixie

Trope

Tulip

Turnip

Twig

Ukiyo

Umara

Umbra

Ursa

Valentin

Valerie

Valora

Vargas

Vaughn

Vector

Vega / Vegas

Velvet

Venus

Vera

Vernon

Vesper

Vinette

Violet

Vivek

Volt

Waverly

Wednesday

Wendy

Wes

Whisper

William

Willow

Winnie

Winona

Winter

Wish

Wren

X + Y + Z

Xena / Xenia

Xeno / Xenos

Yuki

Yuri

Zafira

Zaria

Zephyr

Zero

Zoe / Zoelle

Zona

Zyra

LAST NAMES

Abbot

Abernathy

Alton

Arcanum

Ashe

Astor

Badger

Balker

Bass

Bennett

Benton

Blake

Bleu

Blunt

Blythe

Cable

Cabot

Cain

Carter

Carver

Castillo

Choi

Clemonte

Coldwell

Collins

Colt

Craft

Craven

Crimson

Croft

Dabney

Danvers

Dayholt

Delpy

Driver

Dyer

Eades

Edge

Epithet

Epps

Evert

Farley

Fell

Fenner

Fig

Finch

Findlay

Fletcher

Foley

Fowler

Fray

Freud

Frost

Geller

Gill

Guest

Hale

Hapley

Harp

Hart

Hearst

Hooper

Hunt

Hyde

Ivy

Jinx

Keller

Kersey

Kingsley

Knight

Knox

Kraft

Krav

Laveau

Lecter

Lock / Lockwood

Lowell

Lush

Marr

Mills

Mist

Morgan

Morrison

Murray

Myers

Oaks

Patel

Pierce

Pike

Powell

Price

Pruitt

Quint

Quiver

Random

Ripley

Ryder

Sears

Sloane

Sparks

Stele

Strom

Sutton

Talbot

Tate

Thorne

Twig

Twist

Tycho

Utley

Valentine

Vance

Vaughn

Vos

Walker

Wallow

Weaver

Webb

Wiley

Wilkes

Winston

Wreath

Wright

Wrong

York

Zella

Zepeda

#text #list #names #reference #inspo

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MCL EP. 12 Commentary

Castiel: I’m really happy that things are finally taking a turn, I really hope that the contract can be signed, also because it would be a shame that even here again, who takes it in that place is always Castiel... I’m just sorry we couldn’t spend a lot of time together and not have seen half a pic.. T.... T

Priya: I’m glad she has decided to think personally for herself but I can’t forgive you and I don’t like spending time with you.. What she did to Rayan is unforgivable is not at all professional, idem with potatoes renata..

Renata: already from the university she wasn’t particularly nice( I think we saw her for the first time in season 2 but I could be wrong, I ask if I come in case)... In this episode she showed perfectly how much power and abuse in itself, give to the head.I’m happy that Priya and Renata no longer work together.EVEN IF THIS PART CHANGES AND SOME GIRLS HAVE SAID, PRIYA , DEPENDING WHAT YOU’VE SAID TO HER In the 11th episode and this one, SHE CAN STILL WORK WITH RENATA.

Despite this:

Here we no longer talk about professionalism, if it comes into play the thirst for revenge and egocentrism, mixed with visceral hatred induced by childhood traumas... So as far as I’m concerned, I honestly don’t even have to reckon with being a lawyer.

Marina: not even she is saved in my humble opinion, I was just bothered not to be able to liquidate immediately, given that what she did was outrageous and unforgivable..

I was a little disappointed by Chani too, she was taken in by the whining of the navy and demanded that it be explained in a veiled way by talking.In the end we reap what is sown and I hope that Renata makes her pay equally.. What seems like a nonsense not coincidentally, it is quick to grow bigger and divet something serious.. Especially if there have been previous situations with similar arguments..

Eric: and here we come to the knot of the comb largest in the world. I don’t say I didn’t expect an option of betrayal, I knew it, I felt it.. But anyway I can not exactly explain why, it shocked me anyway... I obviously appreciate that we were given two finals, otherwise I would not have continued to play.. What hurts more than anything is that although the candy was not the first to act, IT WAS.

I think of Castiel already been betrayed several times, to Nath who is called "little boy " by Eric or Rayan who is going through a difficult time in his life and I think of HOW they might feel to receive a similar stab.. I’m sorry, but I think for OBVIOUS reasons this will come out.

Certainly not for those who like me not even had to approach the scene of the kiss, because who has a negative LOM or less than 20-25 positive, not even has those additional dialogues... But I think of those who had them and had to rant against/accept them.. I think of the CONSEQUENCES of such a thing..

A remarkable discrepancy has undoubtedly been created, in fact I hope eric NOT dare turn the omelet and accuse us , In order to unleash the disastrous wrath of our crush, because those who have not even approached us, it makes no sense to be accused.. What do you accuse them of? , of not having offered a coffee? .pfff.. I think the discrepancy if there will be, will definitely be on 3 final.. . -Who is all right with herself and has not even had the pleasure of almost being kissed -who has argued with us and will have the opportunity to draw attention to what has happened or will be involved in a negative way - and those who have rightly betrayed and will suffer the consequences. I don’t know if the LOM will pay the consequences, but if with a ONS on ep 11 of MCLUL we have LOOSE a LOT LOM, EVEN IF not being YET with X crush , And at the end of the day it was just near to date....We still loose 20-30-50 % of affinity...

IMAGINE for a kiss what could possibly happen!

... Knowing Cass and Nath these would not forgive even if you say sorry for the rest of your life. Others I don’t find it hard to think the opposite, in any case as far as I knew ERIC has been following Lynn for 6 months ( if we consider how long Operation Shark Nath lasts..

If not EVEN EARLIER..Since she knows him from the beginning of SE 3) I found it unnatural to grant the advances of eric to those who had barely 20-30 positive with him...

I would have expected this particular attention, don’t take it as an accusation, towards people with at least 50-60% affinity.. The kiss itself seemed more important to me as a representation... And anyway I would have put more explicit dialogues, so that it would consolidate for those who wanted, more the relationship between Eric and Lynn.. In the end I don’t know if with eric you can have a serious relationship( as much as he is reluctant on his seriousness, just as a person ) since it is established that he is not on the page of LI’S .. What I hope is that there will be consequences.We understood very well that for those who wanted to leave the flirt, it was OK to put a step like that, but I would intersect it with the game’s crush.. I’ll explain it better : As eric kissed us, why not grant the same thing but depending on the highest affinity, with hyun, Castiel, nathaniel, Priya or rayan?.. In my opinion it would have been more decisive, because NOT EVERYONE appreciate eric at the end facts b AND NOT EVERYONE loves the initial crush choice..

So it’s a player’s problem, if I am offered an option like that of eric, whose consequences are not yet known but are hypothesized, I would have liked to have given the same choice, even with the crush in play..

I know that it has already been done at the university but it is still an ever green choice.I can very well get fed up even in the future season , we are not robots in short... For the rest I do not worry, keep up so that you are working well

#mclul castiel #mclul nathaniel #mclul rayan #mclul priya #mclul hyun #mclul rambles #mclul rants #amour sucré #mycandylove #Corazon de Melon #amor doce #dolce flirt #mcl spoilers #mcl season 3

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looselipssinkshipsmeme · 3 years

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Mail Call #42 (Fortnight of 29 December 2020) New Fills This Issue Fitness Assessment by @paintstroke GENERATION KILL, Brad 'Iceman' Colbert/Nathaniel 'Nate' Fick, Nate is an actor. Brad is his studio-appointed personal trainer to beat him into shape for his upcoming career-making action-blockbuster. Sex On The Beach by @arwen88 THE PACIFIC, Andrew 'Ack-Ack' Haldane/Edward 'Hillbilly' Jones, A/B/O one of them goes into heat on Pavuvu. The only saving grace is that the other is there to help him out. New Prompts This Issue BAND OF BROTHERS, Carwood Lipton/Ronald Speirs, Drunken making out in the Eagle's Nest. BAND OF BROTHERS, Carwood Lipton/Ronald Speirs, Ron doesn't want to admit that he only sleeps well when he's sharing a bed with Carwood. BAND OF BROTHERS, Carwood Lipton/Ronald Speirs, Ron is really curious about the scars on Lipton everybody talks about BAND OF BROTHERS, David Webster/Joseph Liebgott, Lieb gets increasingly sucked into shark fandom, but will never admit it, and Web only works out when Leib gets in a loud argument with a rando about how he's WRONG about sharks. BAND OF BROTHERS, Donald Malarkey/Lynn 'Buck' Compton, New Year's Eve 1945: Don and Buck try to make some better birthday memories. BAND OF BROTHERS, Lynn 'Buck' Compton, Crossover with MCU: Why does Buck have a doppelgänger in the Howling Commandos? BAND OF BROTHERS, Renee LeMaire, Wishing on stars GENERATION KILL, Brad 'Iceman' Colbert/Nathaniel 'Nate' Fick, career marine brad x extremely successful civilian nate. they meet on a plane and brad is fascinated. it develops into something more and brad gets scared but nate somehow always manages to calm him back down GENERATION KILL, Brad 'Iceman' Colbert/Nathaniel 'Nate' Fick, Something with this quote by Hera Lindsay Bird: 'I think it's okay to admit the people you love are better than you/I wouldn't date anyone who wasn't/imagine dating someone worse than yourself on purpose/that's the kind of fucked up thing only everyone I've ever loved would do' GENERATION KILL, Josh Ray Person/Walt Hasser, Walt and Ray go Bigfoot hunting THE PACIFIC, Andrew 'Ack-Ack' Haldane/Edward 'Hillbilly' Jones, Andy's always writing letters. How he describes Eddie depends on who he's sending them to.

#band of brothers #generation kill #the pacific #hbo war #loose lips sink ships prompt meme #loose lips sink ships #loose lips sink ships mail call

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myownantichrist · 3 years

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Boys

Andrew vs. Aaron

Alan vs. Alexander

Aiden vs. Adam

Brennan vs. Brayden

Brandon vs. Braxton

Bentley vs. Brimley

Cayden vs. Camden

Cole vs. Cameron

Cade vs. Chandler

Denver vs. Dallas

Deklan vs. Dylan

David vs. Dennis

Ethan vs. Ezra

Eitan vs. Elijah

Emmanuel vs. Eden

Fabio vs. Ferdinand

Finnegan vs. Finley

Fernando vs. Frankie

Gavin vs. Gus

Gumby vs. Gerrick

George vs. Grant

Harper vs. Harley

Hayden vs. Henry

Harlow vs. Hank

Ian vs. Ivan

Indigo vs. Iris

Indiana vs. Iris

John vs. Jericho

Jacob vs. Jameson

Jasper vs. Jedidiah

Kayden vs. Koa

Kent vs. Kyle

Kevin vs. Konner

Lars vs. Liam

Levi vs. Lance

Lester vs. Lorenzo

Michael vs. Matthew

Maverick vs. Mason

Madison vs. Micah

Nolan vs. Nathan

Niko vs. Nathaniel

Nicholas vs. Nate

Ocean vs. Oscar

Orville vs. Otis

Otto vs. October

Patrick vs. Percy

Preston vs. Paisley

Parker vs. Passion

Quincy vs. Quinn

Quada vs. Quinten

Quailen vs Quidditch

Raven vs. Riley

Rowan vs. Rod

Ray vs. Roy

Skylar vs. Scott

Storm vs. Steven < my favourite name for a son, if I ever have one..

Sorin vs. Solomon

Trevor vs. Travis

Todd vs. Taylor

Taytum vs. Tanner

Ulysses vs. Uman

Umbo vs. Uno

Utah vs. Usher

Vance vs. Vincent

Vern vs. Vayde

Vernon vs. Vayden

Walter vs. Wyatt

Wade vs. Winter

Wallace vs. Whisper

Xenon vs. Xayden

Xayler vs. Xavier

Xandon vs. Xennan

Yvonne vs. Yonder

Yuletide vs. Yasser

Yancy vs. Yancer

Zeeland vs. Zayden

Zion vs. Zenon

Zander vs. Zenner

Girls

Acacia vs. Alexa

Aurora vs. Annalise

Avonna vs. Alessandra

Brogan vs. Brooklyn

Bianca vs. Brigitta

Bailey vs. Brynn

Carlotta vs. Christine

Cheyenne vs. Cescily

Cecilia vs. Cassidy

Diedra (pronounced Dee-ay-druh) vs. Delilah

Devia vs. Daytona

Dakota vs. Darcy

Evonna vs. Eliana

Emerald vs. Evangeline

Eden vs. Eliza

Felicity vs. Fiona

Faith vs. Faye

Flavia (pronoucned Flah-wee-uh) vs. Flora

Grace vs. Gretchen

Genesis vs. Galaxy

Gabriella vs. Greta

Harper vs. Hope

Holly vs. Hailee

Harmony vs. Harvest

Imogene vs. Ivy

Isabella vs. Iris

Irene vs. Ingrid

Jessica vs. Jacinda

Jade vs. Juniper

Joanna vs. Joy

Kaleidoscope (Kallie for short) vs. Kaylee

Kennedy vs. Kendall

Katelyn vs. Katrina

Lacey vs. Linsey

Lynnea (proncounced Lynn-ay-uh) vs. Liberty

Lara vs. Lola

Morgan vs. Madison

Mackenzie vs. Miranda

Marissa vs. Monica

Nora vs. Natalie

Nevaeh (pronounced Nev-ay-uh) vs. Nicole

Niki vs. Noelle

Ophelia vs. Ocean

Olivia vs. Onna

Opal vs. October

Passion vs. Primrose

Penelope vs. Pixie

Pandora vs. Palace

Quintessa vs. Quincy

Quaila vs. Quilala (Kwi–lah-lah)

Queen vs. Quiencia (Kwee-ence-ee-uh)

Reyna vs. Riley

Rosanna vs. Rosemary

Rhonda vs. Rodica (Roe-dee-kuh)

Skylar vs. Skye

Serena vs. Simone

Shailey vs. Sienna

Tessa vs. Taylor

Tia vs. Tiana

Taytum vs. Trixie

Una vs. Uta

Ulyssia (You-liss-ee-uh) vs. Umba

Ula vs. Ursula

Violet vs. Vylette

Veronica vs. Victoria

Valencia vs. Valerie

Wynona vs. Whitney

Wynter vs. Whisper

Willow vs. Wanda

Xaila vs. Xara

Xana vs. Xenon

Xavier vs. Xena

Yasmin vs. Yvonne

Yvette vs Yolanda

Yori vs. Yaya

Zayara vs. Zion

Zayana vs. Zoey

Zen vs. Zara

Final questions!

Your name (first and middle): Chloe Elizabeth.

Do you like it? Yeah.

What your parents almost named you: Clara.

Your favorite girl’s name (first and middle): I don't know.

List five unique names of girls you have met:

List five girl’s names you don’t like:

List five girls name you really like:

Your first best friend’s name: Janice.

Your siblings names: -

The name of the first pet that you loved: Brandy.

What you would be named if you were the opposite gender: Ian. Ew.

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televinita · 4 years

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Top 100 Books*

(*As apparently determined by me years ago at age 19, the last age at which I could possibly have determined such a list, in whatever order I thought of them. It is very subjective and based entirely on my personal favorite 5-star books up to that point. It has no rules about how many times an author can appear, and “100″ is a loose guideline, given that sequels and sometimes even series books are counted under 1 number. Not all of the books on this list have held up, but a surprising number of them have.)

1. Black Beauty --Anna Sewell 2. The Incredible Journey --Sheila Burnford 3. San Domingo: Medicine Hat Stallion--Marguerite Henry) 4. X-Files novel: Ruins --Kevin Anderson (2020 note: YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. I will defend its inclusion still, tbh) 5. Harry Potter (whole series) -- J.K. Rowling 6. Firebringer -- John Clement-Davies 7. The Sight -- John Clement-Davies 8. The Mystery of Pony Hollow (& sequel The Mystery of Pony Hollow Panda) -- Lynn Hall 9. Wild Magic (quartet) -- Tamora Pierce 10. Final Grades -- Anita Heyman 11. Golden Sovereign -- Dorothy Lyons 12. Wild Horse Summer -- Hope Ryden 13. The Best Little Girl in the World -- Steven Levenkron 14. The Ark (& sequel, Rowan Farm) -- Margot Benery-Isbert 15. Shadow Horse -- Allison Hart 16. Wild Animals I Have Known -- Ernest Thompson Seton 17. Beautiful Joe -- (Margaret) Marshall Saunders 18. Jane Eyre -- Charlotte Bronte 19. Charlotte's Web -- EB White 20. Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince) -- Antoine de Saint Exupery 21. Little Women -- Louisa May Alcott 22. The BFG (Big Friendly Giant) -- Roald Dahl 23. Touching Spirit Bear -- Ben Mikaelsen 24. A Horse Called Dragon (& sequels) -- Lynn Hall 25. Silver Chief: Dog of the North - Jack O'Brien 26. Snow Dog - Jim Kjelgaard 27. Buff: A Collie -- Albert Payson Terhune 28. Julie of the Wolves -- Jean Craighead-George 29. Vulpes the Red Fox -- Jean Craighead-George 30. The Perilous Gard -- Elizabeth Marie Pope 31. Summer Pony -- Jean Slaughter Doty 32. The Boxcar Children (series) - Gertrude Chandler Warner 33. The Bear -- James Oliver Curwood 34. Moccasin Trail -- Eloise Jarvis McGraw 35. Quest for Courage -- Stormy Rodolph 36. Lad: A Dog -- Albert Payson Terhune 37. Dog of the High Sierras -- Albert Payson Terhune 38. Sign of the Beaver -- Elizabeth George Speare 39. Little House on the Prairie (series) -- Laura Ingalls Wilder 40. Nop's Trials -- Donald McCaig 41. Bel Ria -- Sheila Burnford 42. The Scarlet Letter -- Nathaniel Hawthorne 43. Comanche of the Seventh - Margaret Leighton 44. Whinny of the Wild Horses --Amy C. Laundrie 45. Multiple Choice -- Janet Tashjian 46. Black Unicorn -- Tanith Lee 47. Broken Chords -- Barbara Snow Gilbert 48. Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle's Magic -- Betty McDonald 49. Shamrock Queen (Always Reddy) -- Marguerite Henry 50. Mustang: Wild Spirit of the West -- Marguerite Henry 51. Black Gold -- Marguerite Henry 52. Brighty of the Grand Canyon -- Marguerite Henry 53. White Fang -- Jack London 54. Call of the Wild -- Jack London 55. Gentle Ben -- Walt Morey 56. Bambi -- Felix Salten 57. Shiloh -- Phyllis Reynolds Naylor 58. The Velveteen Rabbit - Margery Williams Biano 59. The Last Unicorn -- Peter S. Beale 60. The Witch of Blackbird Pond - Elizabeth George Speare 61. Dr. Dolittle - Hugh Lofting 62. Outlaw Red -- Jim Kjelgaard 63. Island of the Blue Dolphins -- Scott O'Dell 64. Anne of Green Gables -- Anne M. Montgomery 65. Heidi - Johanna Spyri 66. Wuthering Heights -- Emily Bronte 67. Five Little Peppers and How They Grew -- Margaret Sidney 68. Peter Pan -- J.M. Barrie 69. All Creatures Great and Small (quartet) - James Herriot 70. The Little White Horse -- Elizabeth Goudge 71. Tomorrow, When the War Began -- John Marsden 72. Candy - Kevin Brooks (2020 Me: but...literally why?) 73. After - Francine Prose 74. What Happened to Lani Garver - Carol Plum-Ucci 75. A Girl of the Limberlost - Gene Stratton Porter 76. A Rose for Melinda - Lurlene McDaniel (2020 Me: *SCREECHING*) 77. Briar Rose - Jane Yolen 78. Go Ask Alice - anonymous (2020 Me: *SCREECHING INTENSIFIES*) 79. The White Horse - Cynthia D. Grant 80. Goodbye, Mr. Chips - James Hilton 81. Lord of the Kill - Theodore Taylor 82. Leaving Fishers - Margaret Peterson Haddix 83. Pop Princess - Rachel Cohn 84. Make Lemonade - Virginia Euwer Wolff 85. Catwings - Ursula K. Le Guin 86. Don't You Dare Read This, Mrs. Dunphrey - Margaret Peterson Haddix 87. The Hunger Scream - Ivy Ruckman 88. Blind Beauty - K.M. Peyton 89. The Pig-Out Blues - Jan Greenberg 90. It All Began With Jane Eyre - Sheila Greenwald 91. The Great Pony Hassle - Nancy Springer 92. Thunderwith - Libby Hawthorn 93. Smoky the Cow Horse - Will James 94. Wait Till Helen Comes - Mary Downing Hahn 95. When The Dolls Woke - Marjorie Filley Stover 96. The Cat Who Went to Heaven - Elizabeth Coatsworth 97. Golden Dog - Mary Elwyn Pratchett 98. The Seventh One - Elizabeth Yates 99. 101 Dalmatians - Dodie Smith 100. A Northern Light - Jennifer Donnelly

#at least half this list is animal books and that is a solid choice #i have made no content edits no matter how difficult #quality data #it also illuminated a bit more of my reading history to me with respect to middle and late elementary school #my stuff #also WOW i was not even aware that i read heidi so...tells you what a strong impression that one left oops #and i love that Teen Me apparently took to the Brontes but read 1 Austen (P&P) and decided it was beyond her grasp??#p.s. i was today years old when i realized how significant the author of catwings is #top 100 books

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starkatana · 5 years

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Two Sides of the Same Coin

Nathaniel x Female Reader

Summary:

Nathaniel asks you to homecoming.

A quick mention of MCLUL Nath but is mainly high school Nathaniel!

"I’m scared for you, Nath."

He doesn’t respond.

You suck in a deep breath holding back your tears. "Unless you can be 100% honest with me, we can’t be together."

He hesitates. You're searching his face for answers, it’s not the same Nathaniel you know. This one closed himself off from everyone, kept his secrets, and kept you far. The Nath you knew was open and ready to help anyone, he told you everything, you two were best friends. What happened?

His hand goes limp in yours.

"I can’t, y/n."

You feel the tears form. You give his hand a light squeeze before letting go. “Goodbye, Nathaniel.”

You sit up from the desk. You are in the Sweet Amoris’ Student Council Room. Then your Nathaniel walks into the room with two cups of coffee.

“Good, you’re awake.” He smiles at you as he places a cup of coffee in front of you.

“Oh shit, how long have I been out?”

“Thirty minutes or so.” he shrugged, “We’ve been at this for a while.”

“Shit sorry, Nath.” you rub your eyes, looking at the spread of papers you had out in front of you. “You wouldn’t believe the dream I had.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked before drinking his coffee while looking at his computer.

“Yeah, we were older; you had piercings,” your finger traced your ears, “and a scar on your lip.” You pointed to the left side of your lip on where his scar would be. He had a look of disbelief on his face. You laughed, “Oh my god, it was totally a dream.”

Nathaniel laughed with you, “A very vivid dream.”

“Yeah, and we must’ve been together.”

He stopped what he was doing and looked up at you expectantly.

“Will you be honest with me, Nathaniel?” You cross your arms and lean into the table closer to him, and narrow your eyes, looking him up and down.

“Always,” he says, putting his laptop down, giving you his full attention.

“Are you into anything . . . sketchy?”

"Excuse me?” he raised his eyebrows at you.

“You know,” you sit back and throw your arms up, “Selling drugs? Illegal fighting?” you purse your lips at him, trying to read his face. “Embezzlement? The mafia?” you shrug with a laugh, “Normal things.”

He lets out a laugh, “You caught me. You know too much, guess you’re going to have to start helping.”

“Only if I get a cut of the pay.”

“Nope. Slave labor.”

You two share a laugh.

“Sounds like you had a wild dream.” Nathaniel said thoughtfully, “I could never imagine myself getting into situations like that.”

“Yeah, I don’t know where it came from.” you take a drink of your coffee and let out a relaxed sigh.

“Hey, y/n?”

“Hm?”

You look up at Nathaniel and see he’s looking at from you and that his cheeks are flushed. “Since you kinda brought it up.” he looks your way for a second before looking away, and you feel the blush creeping on your cheeks, as your heartbeat picks up, “but I have a crush on you.”

“Wait,” you straighten up, “How long?”

“Well,” he loosened his tie and looked away before facing you. “I’ve been flirting with you for the last three months.”

“Oh my god!” you cover your face in embarrassment, “I’m such an idiot!”

“It’s alright, but uhm, since you know now.” He takes a deep breath before continuing, “do you have a date to Homecoming?” He looks at you, with sweet and caring eyes.

It takes you a minute to understand where this conversation was going. You slowly shake your head, no.

“Would you like to go with me?”

You feel time stop. This was really happening!

You nod, “Yeah.” A smile formed on your face as you continued to nod, “yeah!”

He bit his lip, “Just us?”

You tilt your head to the side, confused. “I mean yeah,” you shrug confused, “Unless you already have a date, and I’m the third wheel.”

He laughs and shakes his head, no. “I was just making sure because in the last three months I asked if you wanted to hang out you always invited Melody along, so I just wanted to be clear.”

You cover your face again, “I’m the biggest idiot.” You laugh at yourself, “I had no idea you even liked me. I just thought you were trying to get to know Melody through me because she likes you and since she’s known you longer, I didn’t want to take you away from her.” You scratch the back of your head. “I’m the biggest idiot.”

“Stop saying that.” He grabbed your hand, “You’re not an idiot. I’m just bad at communicating my feelings.”

“No, I’m sure you were VERY clear.” You reassured, “I’m just dense and never picked them up.”

He shrugged, “Maybe that too.”

“Hey!” you rolled your eyes, “but that’s why you like me.”

He shrugs, “Yeah. I also like your kindness, your laugh, your beautiful mind, your smile, and your personality.”

You hold your hand to your heart, “Aw, Nath.”

“I can keep going.” He smiled at you, “You’re an absolutely wonderful person, y/n. And I’m so glad I got the chance to know you.”

“And we’re going to continue getting to know each other more, before, during, and after Homecoming.”

He nodded with a smile in return, “Of course. I’d like nothing more.”

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