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hypewinter · 11 months

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Danny checked his package one last time. Just like the other 50 dozen times he had checked, it was undisturbed. The wrapping paper was neatly folded around his gift and the bow was still placed perfectly in the center of the package. The bag he was currently carrying it in was likewise in decent condition. No threat of a tear in sight.

Thank goodness. He wanted the surprise to be perfect. After all, Jason had been doing much better recently. It had been two months already since he had found the poor boy trying to claw his way out of his own grave. Two painful months of panic attacks, crying, screaming and hitting but it was all worth it.

Of course Jason still had his bad days. The worse were when he would just stare blankly off into the distance. As if he soul was still deciding whether it wanted to go back to his body or stay in the Ghost Zone. Those days terrified Danny because each time, he was always scared that would be the day Jason's soul decided to stay where it was. Yet he was still here and that constituted a celebration. Danny checked his package once again. Yep still there. Danny didn't really get all that Jane Eyre stuff but Jason seemed to like it. The days he chattered on and on about it were some of his best days. The ones where he was fully present and not reliving the worst experience of his life. Danny really hoped the Brontë Sisters Box Set he'd gotten would inspire more of those good days.

As he rounded the corner, now only a couple of blocks away from his apartment, he heard crying. Or was it laughing? Either way it sounded like a child and a kid being out here this late at night couldn't be a good sign. Danny rerouted towards the alleyway he heard the sound coming from.

There he saw a boy huddled in the corner. He was wearing some type of purple and green suit. As Danny approached, the boy looked up to reveal a face smeared with white face paint and fat tears. Danny put his hands up as the kid shrank further into the corner.

"It's okay," he said. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Where are your parents at buddy?"

In response, the kid broke out into another giggle fit. But Danny could see from the terrified look in his eyes and the tears that continued to flow freely that the boy didn't mean to laugh. He crouched down and placed the bag on the ground, inching forward slightly.

"It's okay, It's okay," he said quickly, attempting to calm the boy down. "How about we start by getting that makeup off of you huh?"

Danny inched forward slowly but surely, stopping periodically when the boy got too panicked. Eventually, he was right in front of the kid and carefully used his sleeve to wipe his face as clean as possible.

"There. Is that better?"

The boy's giggling turned into snickering which might actually mean he was going from crying to sniffling. At least that's what he hoped was happening. Danny breathed and decided to take a risk by pulling the boy into an embrace. When he met no resistance, he softly rubbed circles in the kid's back and soothed him. He sat like that for a while, just soothing the boy as he got quieter and quieter until Danny looked down and discovered that the boy was fast asleep.

As much as Danny really didn't want to disturb the kid, they couldn't stay in this alley all night and he had to get home to check on Jason. So he slowly scooped the boy up and stood. Luckily the boy remained undisturbed. Danny let go of the breath he didn't even know he was holding and exited the alleyway, picking up the bag as he did so.

By the time he made it to his apartment building, Danny was actively thanking all of his lucky stars. He had made it back with the kid still sleeping soundly. There had been no more disturbances of the night. He hadn't even run into a single robber! Normally he would have encountered at least 3 by now. But now here he was, faced with his final hurdle. How to get inside and to his apartment?

His keys were in his back pocket. Maybe if he put the bag down and reached into his pocket? No, that would require bending and jostling. Besides, even if that didn't wake the kid, Danny would then have to take the steps since the elevator was broken and he lived on the 5th floor. He couldn't risk it. So then how? Aha, the window.

He often kept the window to his apartment open because it helped ease Jason's clausophobia. Of course Danny was well aware of how dangerous that was considering his apartment was in the middle of a place dubbed "Crime Alley" but thanks to the new and improved Fenton Security System which now recognized his signature and was programmed to target and subdue humans, that wasn't a problem. Danny checked his surroundings before letting gravity fall away from him and floating to his window.

Once his feet touched down on the fire escape he studied his point of entry. He had to do this as quickly and as swiftly as possible. One.... two.... THREE.... and what was he doing!? You have intangibility, idiot! Danny scolded himself. He would have slapped himself if it wasn't for the aforementioned kid he was carrying. In his defense though, Danny had put the lid on most of his ghostly abilities since he had brought Jason home.

He blew out some air as he peered into the living room. He didn't see Jason so hopefully the kid wasn't just sitting somewhere he couldn't see. Danny took a step and seamlessly entered his apartment. No surprised screaming from the kitchenette? Good. Good good good.

Danny made his way deeper inside the living room, placing his package on the TV stand. He then gently laid the boy down on the love seat, taking a step back and holding his breath. When the boy didn't stir, he let the breath go and went over to grab the blanket draped over the couch. Coming back, Danny draped it over the kid before moving on down the hall to Jason's room. He eased the door open and peered inside, catching sight of a form bundled under the covers, a tuft of hair peeking out. Danny waited a beat to make sure he saw the form properly rising and falling before he closed the door and crept back to the living room. Then he curled up in the beat up old couch to be nearby in case the kid woke up in the middle of the night.

Danny sighed as he readjusted around a spring poking out. How had he gone from moving away from all of the craziness of Amity Park to taking in two boys? He really hoped he wasn't getting in over his head.

#dp x dc #dc x dp #winter's tales #yes the bats are freaking out over tim disappearing while they were busy with joker #no danny will not be giving his kids back #you can pry them out of his cold dead hands

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italiansteebie · 1 year

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I think I've kept y'all waiting long enough. Part 2 of this

"we? sorry Eddie, but I think it was you who fucked up this time. we see the way you look at him man, and. if you say he's changed then. I dunno. I guess I believe you."

It's Gareth who says it.

Gareth who's Eddie's main man, his confidant, the robin to well... his Steve.

and that's what makes it worse because he knows the disdain Gareth has for the guy, and here he is, telling Eddie he fucked up by letting him go.

"What do I do?" he asks, voice at a whisper, like he's scared of the answer. "You stop fucking around and make our stupid ass babysitter smile again," and that could only be, Eddie turns, looking for the source of the voice. Yep. Mike wheeler.

Dustin stomps over to him, "dude. we've been over this. Steve likes you. not as a friend, okay? I know you like him too, hell. even max can see it and she's fucking blind!"

"true." and there's max and Lucas, slowly making their way down steve's basement stairs, hands tightly gripping the railing. and now he knows he's got no choice. He's in Steve's basement, with his brats, and the rest of hellfire staring at him wait for him to move, and he knows he can't put this whole thing off like he wants to.

because if he's being honest, he wants to cancel hellfire, send everyone who, make max get up from the seat she just settled in, and run back to the trailer and hide from the world.

but now he's got an audience of people, people who weren't even sure about the guy two seconds ago, who were willing to berate Eddie on his behalf.

so he's got to go make it right. (and maybe he's got to get over the humiliating fact that he too, has become absolutely enamored with Steve Harrington. and he shakes that thought away because it's not humiliating. the guys a real catch, Wayne loves him, and so do his friends apparently, and he's just down right, nice. which Eddie was not expecting).

so he huffs, looking around the room, even max's cloudy eyes are pointed in his direction, waiting. and he bounds up the stairs.

"Steve!" He calls,

"Steve, I need to talk to you,"

and Steve rounds the corner, looking tired, "Eddie, I swear I'll stay out of your hair, you don't have to leave. I- I know you don't like me but, I- I want to prove it to you that I've changed. I-"

Eddie cut him off, "Steve, Steve. you don't need to prove anything I- I was being an asshole. I was embarrassed to have a crush on you,"

"not helping your case, Eddie,"

"I know, I know, ugh! Im not-" he pauses to scrub a hand down his face. "Im not good at this so im just gonna come out and say it. You are- too good for me. you're so fucking nice. I don't get it, and here you are listening to me, and you don't have to! I hurt you and you let me play my stupid game in your basement! you apologized to me. and so. I was scared , okay? because im not stupid, I could see that you liked me, and I- I was so scared that I didn't deserve you that I got mean, and you don't deserve that, not from me, not from anyone and I- I'm just. I can't tell you how sorry, and stupid I feel,"

"ed-"

"no, Steve. let me grovel, okay?"

"Eddie, you don't need to. I- I forgive you."

"You do?"

"Yeah. On one condition,"

"whatever you want, Stevie."

"ask me on a date."

"wh- okay." Eddie breathed out nervously, wiping his palms on his chest, "Steve, would you do me the great honor, of going on a date, with- with me?"

he saw the shaking of steves shoulders, oh god, did he make him cry again? Jesus, what was wrong with him? he was about to open his mouth to apologize, "yes, Eddie," Steve laughed, cutting him off, "I'll go on a date with you," there was a twinkle in his eye, and Eddie almost cried at the thought that he was the one who caused it.

there was an eruption of noise behind him, turns out his audience had followed him, waiting to see the ending. "Kiss!" Dustin called, "Kiss! kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!" Oh god they were chanting now, and Steve had an expectant look on his face. "Well?"

and there it was, the fairy tale ending.

Eddie pulled Steve in for a sweet kiss, only pulling him closer to deepen it. there were hoops and hollers from the crowd behind him, and once they pulled away from each other, Eddie looked at his friends and even caught a smile on none other than mike wheeler's, king of teen angst, face.

and who knew it would turn out like this? (I did. we all need a happy ending).

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hiddenwritingsintheworld · 12 days

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Cruel Summer Ch. 5

Donations | Thoughts & Feelings | Cruel Summer Series | Chapter 4

(Thank you all so much for being patient as I worked through personal issues!! I'm trying to write and get new chapters out for you guys. I'm still dealing with personal issues but for now, I'll push through, thank you all so much for always sending kind supportive messages. Love you guys! Enjoy!

P.S. you can find clues about future chapters if you read through the tags ;) )

-Chapter 5-

You stared at him before giggling, “Funny Chris, you know….. about us…now that we’re…ya know…gonna be public and all that.” you smiled as he chuckled. “Baby…you know we could never be public…I can't ditch the perfect, good girl next door, to go out with an old co star…besides, we’d never work out publicly, we're better this way. Private, just you and me, locked away in a bedroom somewhere.” he leaned in to kiss you again, but you pulled back feeling bile rise in your throat. “You never planned on leaving her for me…did you?” you asked, staring at the bed. “Babygirl,” he walked around the bed to sit by you on your side of the bed.

He pulled your chin up kissing your lips before you pulled back, he only had a moment to see your eyes before you slapped him as hard as you could. “Get out. Get the fuck out!” you glared at him before you moved quickly off the other side of the bed. “Sweethear-” “FUCK YOU!” you screamed. “GET OUT!!” you grabbed his clothes throwing them at him, he ducked as his shoes flew at his head.

The door busted open, your security guards and Megan stood there. “Oh Y/N…” She said softly as Chris stood up after sliding his jeans on. “Y/N! Baby come on! Knock it off, let's talk about this!” he snapped back at you. You raced off into the bathroom, locking the door as the tears fell. You started the shower, a sob leaving your lips as you slid down to the floor crying.

A few weeks later

“And in other news mega worldwide Popstar Y/N, has deleted all posts from her social media. Sources say, She’s “Blacking out any and all communication on tour, and while she loves sharing her life with her fans, touring has taken a toll on her, she’ll return eventually, but for now. She’s got to focus on herself.” wow, so no more thank you posts to all her concert goers? That’s gonna feel like a slap to the face.” the news reporter stated as her co-star started in on you and your reputation. You sat by the window staring out over the city, thankful that no one could see you all the way up here. “Turn it off.” you grumbled out, “You know it's interesting, one former Avenger star announces his wedding date with pictures of his fiance’ the same time another former Avenger star blacks out her social media? I smell drama!” he chuckled as she gasped.

“I don’t need to hear how Lacey and Simon think I’m some big fuck up for not wanting to be on social media right now.” you said getting up and grabbing your phone. “I’m going down to the gym, maybe running will clear my head.” you said matter of factly before grabbing your headphones. “Maybe you shouldn’t go alone?” Megan asked as she stood up. Your phone had been blowing up from friends and family checking in on you, wondering why you’d gone radio silent.

You felt your phone go off as you exited your room and felt the corners of your mouth turn up for the first time in what felt like forever.

Hemsworthy: ‘This place is super boring without you here.’

Y/N: ‘Tell me about it. I wish you were here. Life fucking sucks right now.’

Hemsworthy: ‘Heard you went black out on socials….you doin okay?

Y/N: ‘Yep…got a lot going on & I don’t want to see anything online…just, want to focus back on friends and myself for a while…’

You sighed as you sent the message, heading into the gym where you began to walk on the treadmill. You thought back over all your time with Chris lately, before he left for South America. The movie nights eating ice cream, playing new songs for him, talking him through his depression when it came to the divorce. You felt tears in your eyes, how could you have been so fucking stupid.

Were you this desperate to fall in love and be with someone? You’d mistook your friendship with Chris, the things that friends did, as romantic interest and felt yourself developing feelings for him. He was just recently divorced…why would he even think about dating anyone; you needed serious help.

Hemsworthy: ‘You know if you keep running on the treadmill, you’re gonna burn holes in those tennis shoes missy. :P’

You glanced at the message before you did a double take; you didn’t remember telling him you were going to work out to clear your head. “If I have to stand back here any longer I’m gonna go insane.” his thick Australian accent startled you, causing you to whip around as you pulled your headphones off. “Oh my god!” you dashed over to him jumping into his arms as he laughed and hugged you tight. “I missed you popstar,” he mumbled in your ear as you buried your face into his hoodie, breathing in his scent. “I missed you too,” you whispered against his shoulder.

You jumped down smiling up at him, “Let’s go order some room service and catch up,” he chuckled and cleared his throat, “Uh…I wanted to see if you wanted to go to dinner tonight, with me?” he smiled softly. “Somewhere nice?” he asked as you grinned and nodded, “yeah! That sounds fun!” you said as you both walked to the Elevators. “I have this super cute outfit I’ve been wanting to wear anyways!” you grinned as he chuckled. “I’m sure you’re going to look as beautiful as you always do,” Chris smiled at you, his eyes twinkled softly as you talked about your upcoming show, which was a couple of nights away and Chris was thrilled he was going to attend it.

When he was touring with you, he would stay back at the hotel, usually cooking a meal for the two of you and picking out a couple of movies for you guys to watch and relax after your shows. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go to your shows, it was just easier to avoid the press. After the divorce, anytime they had the opportunity to print something about him or his ex wife, they jumped on it.

Once you guys made it back up to the hotel suite, you got ready for the evening, excited to have a nice dinner with someone who didn’t give a shit how famous you were, or what was happening in your life. You looked in the mirror and smiled at the black sequinned dress, which looked like a night sky, with clouds and a half moon on it. You wore strappy black heels and a fur jacket; and paired it with a silver flashy purse with a diamond studded necklace.

Chris grinned as he saw you come from your bedroom, “Whoa…you look…..incredible,” he held his hand out spinning you around as you giggled softly, “Thank you. My friend Kayleigh had this made for me, and I hadn't found the right occasion to wear it yet, but thought tonight was perfect.” you smiled as he smiled tenderly at you. “Well it’s perfect, come, I’ve made reservations for us.” he chuckled as you giggled excitedly. “Yay! It’s going to be so nice just…going to dinner and relaxing,” you said as you both headed to the car.

Pulling up to your favorite restaurant you sighed softly, the paparazzi were covering the street and you looked at Chris. “I’m sorry…I know you want to avoid them, I can go first…maybe see if they have a back entrance you can come through?” you said as he reached over and grabbed your hand, smiling softly. “I think I can manage a few photos with a beautiful girl before we go to dinner.”

The way he smiled at you, something felt different, you were starting to convince yourself that it was all in your head, but a small part of you wanted him to be into you. You knew you were developing feelings for him. “Y/N! Over here! Over here!” several voices shouted at you as you climbed out of the SUV and made your way around to the sidewalk. You smiled, waved at them, clearly not showing annoyance that you held toward them sometimes and even asked a few of them how they were doing this evening.

You stopped and posed for a couple of photos, when the other door opened and Chris got out smiling and waving at them for a moment before he put his hand on the small of your back as he walked with you to the door. The camera clicks intensified as he placed his hand on your back and you could hear them shouting more questions as you walked in together.

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chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter · 3 months

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Well... I was having brain riot and making fun of Sanzu's silliest moment ever (the train xD), because I always thought it was hilarious that he planed something so chaotic that could go so wrong so easily (yeps, ignoring the implications of who he was willing to sacrifice for Mikey). And suddenly, I thought "What if no one stopped him and everything went the worst way possible?"

And bam, this drabble was in my mind and I needed to write it and share this pain. I'm so sorry.

Hits Different

(this is a train wreck)

(drabble)

(link to ao3 in case some one preferes to read it there)

Summary: Apparently, when it comes to the Sanos a train wreck and a plane crash aren't that different.

Warnings: Manga Spoilers. Angst. Hurt/No Comfort. I'm pretty sure the summary itself is a big warning of where this is going. Expect only pain and a broken Sanzu. I'm so sorry, really.

(English is not my first language, so be nice please 🙈)

Sanzu looks around, a big grin on his face. He did it, he managed to derail the train and ran over the pests that dared to compare themselves to his king.

Their irritating noise sounds a lot better turned into screams while he walks katana in hand, admiring his work. A familiar pink hair tries to steal his attention from the corner of his eye, but Sanzu doesn't stop. He's an only child, why would he care to check if she's even breathing?

There is only one thing that matters, only one focus on his mind amongst the bloodshed that he created. Mikey. Making Mikey proud, being finally acknowledged for what he's capable of doing. Earning his rightful place next to the king.

Sanzu turns his head when he hears an annoying voice screaming. Hanagaki. That fucking cockroach survived. He approaches to him, clenching his hand around the katana, decided to finish the job.

He's going to do it, he feels the adrenaline, a smirk plastered on his face now that he's finally close enough. Close enough to recognize the blonde head sticking out of Hanagaki's arms.

No.

No. It can't be. No, no, no, no. How? This can't be, Mikey was on the top of a container, he planed everything, he made sure, he... No, no, no!

Suddenly, reality hits him and Haruchiyo's world comes crashing down. Whatever delusion was feeding his mind disappears, he can't breathe. He looks around gasping for air and all he can see is blood, body parts scattered around. People screaming in pain, the smell of death.

Wakasa. Benkei. Senju.

Senju.

It's a fucking carnage and it's his fault. This was what he wanted. But it wasn't, it wasn't, this is not what it was supposed to happened. Why is this happening?

Haruchiyo's body collapses, his legs don't answer him anymore. The katana falls to the ground next to him. He pukes, completely horrified by the views. He's breaking, shaking, crying, unable to control himself.

“Mikey... No... He wasn't supposed to be down here...Mikey...”

His voice is weak, the words don't even make sense between whimpers. But Hanagaki looks at him, still hugging Mikey's body, something indiscernible in that pair of eyes that burns Haruchiyo's soul.

“Mikey isn't dead, he's still breathing. He was on top of that container, but he fell when the train...” Hanagaki stops, seemingly trying to pull himself together. “Mikey fell and hit his head. I'm gonna take him to the hospital, you can help or get out of my way, I don't fucking care anymore, but I'm taking him to the hospital. Are we clear?”

Haruchiyo just nods, allowing the hero to pass next to him with Mikey's body hanging on his arms. A chill runs down his spine when he feels it. When he feels that again. In that exact moment, he knows. Mikey is never going to wake up, he will whiter for years before finally dying.

'Laugh, Haruchiyo'

A maniacal laughter escapes his mouth. The universe is mocking at him, the cycle repeating itself.

It was always going to end like this, wasn't it?

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers spoilers #me writing🌻#tokyo revengers fic #drabble #hurt/no comfort #angst #original timeline #sanzu haruchiyo #sano manjiro #hanagaki takemichi #kanto manji arc #sanzu angst #the fact the last one is a tag xD #i broke my own heart

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yourtouchismidas · 11 months

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hiii i was thinking about a blurb about teenage gigi getting into a fight with her best friends and non of them showing at her sleepover, but Matty and the guys insist of having the sleepover instead, making her extremely happy <3

omg it's giving the best day by taylor swift second verse and chorus and i'm living for it.

i think maybe gigi is just thirteen, and she is in that age where she is navigating transitioning from a child to an adult and she's awkward and sad and she drums for long periods of time in her room and listens to moody music, but still occasionally is caught playing dolls with her sisters, making up elaborate stories.

since starting secondary school, you and matty have been slightly concerned about some of the girls she is hanging out with. she still has her friends who she moved up with from primary, but she talks more about claire now and a girl called neveah and another called isla. claire has been round for tea once, and she didn't say please or thank you at the dinner table and matty overheard her make fun of gigi's bedroom, asking why she still had a taylor swift poster up in her room, and if she was a baby.

but you both let it be. because she is finding her own way. and you know, with gigi's nature, if you said she shouldnt be hanging out with those girls, then she would want to do it even more. she begs you to let all three of them sleep over, and because she has been to all three of theirs now you feel its your turn so you relent. you pack shay and valley off to george and charli's for the night, and the twin's go to matty's mum, as gigi says that her and her friends will probably want to stay up late and be loud.

then gigi comes home from shopping in town, where you dropped her off to meet the other girls before the sleepover, and she is alone. she bowls through the door and slams it and runs up to her room before you even register she is home.

you're on the phone with denise about the twins and so you gesture at matty to head up, which he already is doing.

he knocks gently on the door, where he hears sad music inside. she doesnt answer so he lets her know he is coming in and then opens the door. she is lying in the middle of her bed, bag slung down, and staring at the ceiling.

"you okay baby?"

"yep," she says.

"where are your friends?"

"not coming."

"why?" he says. he sits down on the edge of her bed. she doesnt move her eyes from the ceiling, where there are still patches from the glow in the dark stars she took down recently. matty still has them in his bedside table, in case she ever wanted to put them back up.

"they hate me," she says.

"no they don't love," he says. "how could they hate you? you're wonderful."

this when she breaks and starts crying, although she pretends she isn't and quickly wipes her face with the back of her arm.

"what happened, baby? talk to dad."

"we played this game where we had to pick out an outfit for one of our friends, and i got claire and i picked her something nice but then she got all mad at me and said it was babyish and that i was trying to make her look like a baby like me. then i said she was being a twat and she got all offended and was like, i dont have to hang out with you you know, and then i said, well dont then and she was like, well i'm going home and she did and i thought the other girls would come with me but they didnt either, they all went to claires. without me."

"oh dear," matty says. he hates claire and her stupid little nose and the dots she draws in the corner of her eyes and the way she tuts when something isn't good enough. "claire doesn't seem like the nicest of girls."

"she's so nice. she's so nice most of the time but then she'll randomly do shit like this. and you just... dont know when it's gonna happen. like. it's like a puzzle i cant solve."

"its not your job to solve, babe," he says.

"what am i going to do?"

"you dont have to hang out with her you know. rosie and gemma are nice. and..."

"no i mean, tonight" gigi says, crying. she rolls over and puts her head in her pillow. "i'm supposed to be having a sleepover. and the girls are all at nana's or george's now. and i'm going to be alone."

she wails. matty puts his hand on her back.

"baby you're never alone. you've got me."

he goes downstairs to update you, while gigi cries, and you book cinema tickets and a reservation at pizza express and you send her the confirmation emails over text. you wait to hear the music go off and the door crack open and then she appears, not really saying anything, and you ask, "you ready?"

"mum and gigi and dad's night of fun!" matty says.

"i look like a mess," gigi says. so you take her upstairs and wipe her face with a hot towel and then put some make up on her and some cute slides in her hair. she picks an outfit and she looks perfect, matty thinks, halfway between an adult and a little girl, which is what she is, and that's fine, no matter what fucking little shits at her school think.

you all go and get pizza and gigi laughs as matty curls spaghetti into his mouth from above it and rolls her eyes. you sip coke and share popcorn in the cinema, gigi wedged between you, watching a PG13.

when you get home, matty makes a fort in the living room with loads of pillows and fairy lights, and you watch another movie on the telly, while you paint gigi's nails and then she paints yours and matty's. you dont mention her sisters the entire night. or her friends. it's just the three of you.

at the end of the movie you lie back in the fort and look up at the fairy lights.

"thanks," gigi says, "you're my best friends really."

she then tells matty to get a grip when he tears up about this.

"these lights remind me of when i had those stars in my room. i took them down because claire thought they were for babies. stupid right?" she chuckles. then "i wish i still had them."

that's what you do until bedtime, the three of you, standing on gigi's bed, listening to taylor swift and fixing the glow in the dark stars to the marks in the ceiling, finding the right one to the right mark like a jigsaw. after, you all climb under gigi's duvet, and fall asleep, tucked up together, with the stars looking down over all three of you.

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy x y/n #matty healy #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #dad!matty

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stellasfictionalworld · 2 months

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part 4.

part 5

a/n: i'm gonna be honest, i've been thinking about this part for like a week. i kinda love hate this, i swear it'll get better now. reader has very strong feelings about relationships... also thinking about writing andre's perspective sometimes.

reader x andre anderson

cw: (i mean you’ve watched the show so) fluff to angst, toxic ex's,

word count: 1,360

It was Friday afternoon, you kicked your feet under the picnic table. Andre’s jacket on your lap as you read a book for Hero Ethics. It was quiet, your earbuds providing serenity alongside the sunny weather. A shadow loomed over you and you smiled quickly. You took out your earbuds and looked up. Only for your smile to drop and you sighed.

“Oh c’mon, Cupid,” that nickname in his mouth made you want to throw up.

“Jackass,” you squinted up at him.

Dylan, just Dylan. That’s all he was to you, the fucker who pushed you too far. Bile rose up to the back of your throat. He laughed, that fake dryyyy laugh.

“C’mon,” he said, shutting your book without a single finger.

“Stop,” you said, shrinking into yourself. It was a bad habit, but you couldn’t help yourself. Your fingers trembled in your lap, you felt so helpless. When he dipped his head closer to you, your knuckles went white. His eyes closed, and you stared up at him.

He snapped his eyes open, and tears fell down his face. His lower lip trembled, and he covered his mouth. He backed away from you, his voice shaky.

“You bitch,” he said, and took another step back. His fingers trembled, “f-fuck.” Then he ran off, and you grinned widely. It satisfied you to make such a fragile man cry, one that hated the tears.

“Do I even know what that was about?” Andre asked from behind you. You looked over your shoulder, and your smile only became bigger. He was giving you a skeptical look.

“Just a dick,” you shrugged, “I know a lot of them.”

The corners of his lips turned up, you had no idea why he was smiling. He hummed. “Hope I’m not one of them,” he sat next to you. Yep, definitely his woody cologne mixed with weed. “No,” you said, “not yet.”

His eyes dropped to your hands, and the upper right corner of his lip curled upwards. He opened his mouth to say something but you interrupted him.

“I think you gave this to me on Saturday,” you showed him the (expensive) leather jacket. You still didn’t remember that night. He eyed it and looked back at you.

“Try it on,” he said, leaning into his palm.

“What?” you asked.

“Try it on,” he said again, a playful look in his eyes.

“Okay,” you said and did. It was big on you, his broad shoulders and muscles filled it out. You looked at him expectantly.

“Keep it,” he grinned, “looks good on you,” and grabbed the book you were reading. You blinked rapidly as he flipped through your annotations. He was right, you looked good in anything, but what? “Jesus fucking christ. You actually read all this shit?” he asked.

“Yeah, and that’s how you get a good GPA,” you said, “should I spell it out for you just in case? G-P–” you said the letters out loud again. He gave you a dumbfounded look and you stopped abruptly. You laughed behind the back of your hand and he shook his head.

“So, if you’re gonna expect me to read this,” he waved the book in his hand, “No offense. I don’t think that’s gonna work.”

“Oh god no,” you said. “I have something else for you, did you want something with pictures though?” you couldn’t help but grin. You looked through your tote bag.

“Okay, now you’re being a dick,” he said.

You passed him a pink folder, which read Andre in pink on the spine. His brows shot up as he took it from your hand. You watched him flip through pages, his tongue sticking out slightly as he read. You ran your fingers over the cuff of the sleeve, realizing the jacket was incredibly stylish and comfortable. A part of you didn’t want to clean it anymore, worried about losing his scent from it. You put a cool hand over your hot face. Why were you caring so much? It was just a jacket. Your heart slammed against your ribs, oh fuck me, you thought.

You watched him, his eyebrows furrowed as he read your work. He let out a soft laugh between paragraphs where you had doodled or written a cheesy note. Your stomach made flips, you liked making him laugh.

He looked back at you. “You wrote all of this? This is…” he flipped through the pages again, this time more delicate with each turn.

“The whole semester's worth of notes, we’re not even halfway through. Thought I might as well just give it all to you. So you’re all caught up, whenever,” you said, looking at your chipped nails. You had to get them done again.

“You’re crazy,” he said and you raised a brow. “I mean, how much time did you have?”

“Too much, but in return, it kinda helps me. Now I know what to expect,” you shrugged.

He hummed, and he shook his head in disbelief. Then his shoulders dropped, and your heart sunk.

“What? What is it?” you asked.

“Nothing uh,” he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “I was gonna use the tutoring as an excuse to keep seeing you more,” he said. Your lips parted and you were ridden with guilt.

“Oh fuck,” you scoffed, “fuck my bad. I…” you didn’t know what to say, not wanting to meet his eyes. Oh how fucking stupid you were, duh, Andre Anderson at this point could ask anyone to do his homework. He could probably pay a shapeshifter to go take a test for him.

He did laugh though, your turmoil amusing to him. “It’s not funny,” you hit his shoulder lightly. His head dropped and he tried to hide his smile. “I feel so dumb,” you rubbed the bridge of your nose.

“Don’t, I mean I’m kinda surprised I had to tell you,” Andre said.

The breeze filled you with an air of confidence all of a sudden. You looked at him, he seemed uneasy. That’s when you realized, he’d barely touched you this whole time. There was the hip thing, and then two days ago, he’d gently held your wounded hands. Even when you’ve hung out with him in public or private, he keeps a safe distance. He didn’t want to scare you off or overwhelm you. You thought at least.

“So you want more than friendship,” you swallowed the lump in your throat.

He was quiet for a minute. He dragged his hand over his face, looking at anything but you. Your heart was pounding against your chest. When he’d made up his mind he looked at you.

“I’m okay with friends, honestly. I mean I’m a friendly guy,” he said with a toothy smile, “but with you… I like you.”

This was familiar territory, setting up a safe space just to trap you in it.

“Okay,” you said.

His head tilted slightly as he pressed his lips together. He looked adorably confused.

“Okay?” he questioned.

“Okay,” you said.

“Okay, as in… okay we can start seeing each other or?” he asked hopefully.

“Okay as in, I hear you, but no,” you swallowed the lump in your throat, “I just want to be friends Andre,” you said.

He licked his teeth and dragged his hand over his face. A pit formed in your stomach while you ran circles over your hand.

“Okay wow,” he said, “I did not see that coming honestly.”

“Andre I–” your phone buzzed, and you cursed under your breath. “I’m sorry it’s my mom. She’s gonna fucking lose it if I don’t answer,” you got up. He looked at you like you’d just kicked his puppy. “See you around?” you asked, unsure if you could even say that.

“Yeah,” he said, drumming his hands over your folder.

You walked off, letting the phone ring on silent. You found the nearest bathroom and rushed in. Tears welled up in your eyes, as you found an empty stall. Hot tears fell down your face as you covered your mouth. Muffling the ugly sobs. Your chest hurt so much, you wanted to curl up into a ball and die.

#andre anderson x reader #gen v x reader #andre anderson #gen v

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miss-writes-a-lot · 7 months

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Single Dad Hawks. Sequel to 'Shiny Leaves and Apple Cider' CW//: mentions of death, depression, mental health, and grieving.

@throneoffirebreathingbitchqueen (you asked me to tag you if I made a sequel. So here it is).

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"Suzi! You almost ready up there?"

"I'm coming!"

Keigo shakes his head, a bemused smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He's got Suzume's little autumn leaf bouquet in one hand and a picnic basket being weighed down by the enormous jug of apple cider that they've been sipping away at for the past week.

He listens to Suzume's footsteps fly across her bedroom floor, various bangs of falling objects echoing throughout the house. He contemplates going up there to prevent any further destruction, but there's already a familiar ache beginning to settle in around his pelvic area and he doesn't want to aggravate the impending flare up by trying to prevent the inevitable disaster that awaits behind Suzume's bedroom door.

She's fine, he convinces himself, She's usually fine. I can clean it up tomorrow–

Another loud bang echoes down the hallway, followed by a clipped "I got it!" from his daughter. Keigo winces.

Yep. Totally fine.

Suzume finally slides into view, bouncing down the stairs with her little backpack and a wide grin. When she gets down to the ground floor, she lunges at him and hugs his middle.

Keigo chuckles, moving the bouquet into his other hand to run a hand through her hair and cup her cheek.

"Ready?"

She nods happily.

Keigo smiles, holding the bouquet out to her, "Here. You can give these to Daddy when we get there. Hold 'em tight, okay?"

She nods again. She takes the bouquet and follows Keigo out to the car, climbing into the back. Keigo tosses the picnic basket beside her and starts to head for the driver's side when he's stopped by a louder than usual "Takami-san!" coming from the opposite house.

Keigo turns. He's greeted by Fumikage running toward the car. He tilts his head to one side and raises a curious brow.

"Hey, Fumi-kun. Something wrong?" He asks.

Fumikage stops to catch his breath, ignoring the silly nickname given to him by Suzume, "You're…you're going to visit Touya, correct?"

Keigo's brows arch in surprise, "How did you–?"

"Suzume told me."

"I invited him!" She exclaims from inside the car.

"Of course she did," he murmurs, still smiling. He looks up back at Fumikage, "Look, you don't have to–"

"I want to."

"Do you, or are you just saying that because you're worried about me and you don't wanna leave me alone when I go?"

Fumikage falls silent, avoiding Keigo's eyes.

Keigo lets out a slow breath through his nose. He reaches out and puts a firm hand on Fumikage's shoulder.

"If you really wanna come, that's fine. But you don't have to keep looking out for me! I'm okay today!"

Fumikage runs an unsure hand up his arm, "There's always a chance that can change.”

Keigo’s smile starts to falter a bit. He can’t say that Fumikage’s wrong in thinking that he could potentially fall apart before the set in a foot in the cemetery – it’s happened so many times before that the chance of it happening again is at least 70% – but, he’s grown now.

He has a kid – well, technically two– who cries when other people cry, and he’ll be damned if he falls into a sobbing puddle in the dirt in front of her. They'd never make it back home if he did. And he’s not that deep in the trenches of his grief. Not anymore.

Of course, he loves and misses Touya. Always has and always will. In truth, some days he can hardly get out of bed because he knows he won’t be there getting up with him, but he’s managed. He’s made it through, and while Touya is gone, he’s never forgotten.

Keigo makes sure of it, in healthier ways than before.

His smile returns to his face, and he nods, “I know. But I promise, if anything does happen or if I get weird, we can leave before it gets even weirder, yeah?”

Fumikage nods hesitantly.

“You can come if you want. I’m not gonna force you to come and babysit or anything.”

Fumikage sighs, “I’m afraid I already ‘pinky promised’ Suzume I would come.”

“Oh yeah. Those’ll getcha. I forgot to stick to Malcolm’s feeding schedule once and I have never heard the end of it since.”

“So, best to assume I’ll never hear the end of it if I don’t attend this outing?”

“Well…”

The horn to the car blares in their ears. They turn to see Suzume has crawled her way to the front, slamming her hand on the center of the steering wheel.

“Papa! We’re gonna be laaaate!”

Keigo chuckles, shaking his head, “We’re coming! We’re coming! Sorry about this, bud.”

“I don’t mind, but we should get going before she does it again.”

Keigo hums in agreement. They climb into the car, Suzume climbing back into her spot in the backseat after some back and forth with Keigo, and they head off. Suzume proudly shows off her bouquet to Fumikage who watches from the rear view mirror and talks his ear off about all the things she’s going to tell Touya once they get there.

Keigo’s got a bit to say too – he always does – but he doesn’t often like to share what he tells Touya since they’re not the most joyful of messages. In a selfish way, he’s sort of glad that Fumikage got coaxed into pinking swearing with Suzume. At least then, his presence can preoccupy Suzume while Keigo gets gross and emotional with his dead boyfriend.

They pull up in front of the cemetery gates. Fumikage helps with the basket as Keigo tries to keep Suzume from running off in excitement. They manage to walk in together despite the 7-year-old’s impatience, passing by the lines of headstones until they get to the end of the grassy lot where someone else has already taken residence in front of Touya’s grave.

Keigo’s heart jumps into his throat when the white-haired woman with the blue flowers turns her head at Suzume’s excited gasp.

“Fuyumi-channn!”

Suzume sprints out of Keigo’s hand and immediately envelopes the eldest Todoroki in a tackle hug. Fuyumi laughs, reciprocating the hug while swinging the little girl around in her arms.

“Hey you! Wow, you’ve gotten so big since the last time I saw you!”

Suzume giggles in response. Fuyumi turns her attention to Keigo and Fumikage, zeroing in on Keigo, who hasn’t moved or said anything since initially being spotted. Her face softens into a smile (she looks so much like her mother. Too much like her mother).

“It’s good to see you again, Kei,” she says much, much too kindly.

Keigo manages a smile of his own, “Good to see you too, Fuyumi-chan.”

“Fuyumi-chan! Look what I made for Daddy!”

Suzume holds up the collection of autumnal leaves and sunflowers to her would-be aunt.

Fuyumi gasps, “Wow, Suzu-chan! Did you make that?”

Suzume nods proudly, “And I did it all by myself!”

Keigo playfully rolls his eyes at the obvious lie and goes to ruffle the top of the little girl’s head, “Go give those to your dad, huh? I’ll be there in a second.”

Suzume nods, racing ahead to carefully set down the bouquet with Fumikage in tow.

“I didn’t realize you’d come back to town,” Keigo says, tucking his hands in his front pockets.

“I’m moving back, actually! Ms. Shuzenji told me about a teaching opportunity that opened up at Masegaki. Figured it would be a good excuse to come back, you know?”

Keigo nods as he tries to push down the discomfort crawling up his gullet.

“Well, we’re glad to have you back. It’s been lonely without you here. Not as sunny as it used to be.”

Fuyumi nods with a hum. “What about you? How’ve you all been? How have you been?”

“We’ve been okay. I’ve been okay.”

“Have you been feeling better? How’s your–”

“It’s fine,” he replies with a shrug, “I’m…I’m as fine as I can be, is what I mean. Nothing’s been too bad yet, so the stuff Toshinori and Chiyoko gave me seem to be workin’.”

“That’s good! That’s…really good. I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

Keigo raises a brow, “That’s not the only thing you meant, was it?”

Fuyumi presses her lips into a thin line, avoiding his eyes. Keigo steps toward her and pulls her into a hug before she can come up with something to deflect.

“I’m okay,” he says, patting her back, “I’m…actually doing better now. I promise.”

Fuyumi sighs, slowly reciprocating. “I missed you a lot.”

“I missed you too.”

“I was worried when you stopped calling and stopped texting as much, I–”

“I know. I…I’m sorry. I was going through it for a bit and I sort of dropped off the face of the earth for a bit. You didn’t deserve that. I shoulda said something, I just…I didn’t know how.”

“It’s okay,” she pulls away, holding his hands, “I’m just so glad you’re doing better now.”

Keigo smiles, “Come on. Touya’s waiting.”

She nods.

They arrive at the foot of the grave. Suzume’s already having a full-blown conversation about the past few months with Touya’s gravestone as if it were her father himself and it makes Keigo’s heart ache. He blinks back the water works before any tears hit his cheeks.

Suzume only stops talking when she realizes that the adults have returned and that they’re standing right behind her. She whips her head to them, then back to Touya.

“Oh! Papa and Fuyumi-chan are back. I’ll let you talk to them ‘cause I don’t wanna make ‘em wait. Papa’s been wanting to see you for foreeeeveeerrr! But we can talk more later!”

Keigo and Fuyumi share a small chuckle. Suzume scoots out of the way to leave room for the two. Keigo steps forward and kneels in front of the gravestone.

Someone’s been before them. There’s a bouquet of bluebells in one of the colorful glass vases right beside Suzume’s bouquet. The picture’s been cleaned, too. Touya’s toothy grin is shinier than the last time he saw it, but then again their last visit was about four months ago. Keigo smiles back at him, running his thumb over the edges of the frame.

“Hey, firefly,” he says softly, “Good to see you again. Sorry it’s been so long. It's been a rough couple a months, but we’re good now. I think Su already told you about that, though.”

“Almost!” Suzume exclaims.

Keigo chuckles, “So she almost did. She’ll probably tell you the rest later though.”

He turns back to Fuyumi, “Your sister’s back. For good, this time. She’s missed you too.”

Fuyumi kneels down next to him, taking her flowers and placing them in one of the vases.

“Hi Touya. I’m back. I got a job at Suzume’s school, so I’ll be around a lot more often. Hope you won’t get too sick of me being here, cause I’m gonna be visiting a lot more often. I might even bring Sho and Natsuo with me one of these days!”

Keigo’s hand tightens around his knee, “We brought you somethin’. It’s your favorite.”

Fumikage hands him the jug of cider and Touya’s old mason jar. He pours until it almost overflows. He holds it out to the grave, chugs half of it, and pours the rest into the earth.

“Bottoms up, babe. Might not be exactly how we make it, but we got a baby to think about, you know? Hope it’s still good though.”

The jar empties pretty quickly and Keigo packs it away along with the food.

"Su and I made it a while ago. I taught her how. Been trying to teach her a lot of things now, like you would've. Though I don't think she's ready for ATV's just yet."

Keigo's smile starts to waver the longer he stares at the photo. It's the one "nice" they had of him that wasn't him making dumb faces or gestures at the camera. The one nice school photo that Rei bribed him to take in exchange for his truck that's still in their garage.

That photo…No, it's not just the photo – it's all of it.

It's the fact that there' isn't even a body under the earth they're sitting on. Only a plot and grave because of the fire that reduced his lover to ash alongside the old pool hall, blown away by the wind.

It's the fact that with each passing day, Suzume's getting older, Keigo's being stretched thin to keep up because he hates inconveniencing people, and Touya isn't here to see any of it.

It's the silence he wakes up to, it's the absence of his other half, it's the chilling isolation he feels when Suzume and Fumikage are at school and everyone's at work and he's left in the house, by himself. (Well, he's not completely alone if you count the bird.)

It’s that he spent most of his life with one, beautiful person only to have him brutally stripped away from him in one night.

He feels Fuyumi’s hand squeeze his shoulder. He takes a breath and looks back at Suzume.

“Hey, Suzu. You wanna finish talking to your dad?”

“Yeah!”

“Go ahead.”

He scoots back as she shuffles to the grave on her knees and immediately gets to work chirping away. He lays on his side as he watches her talk. And maybe it’s because he’s already succumbing to his sad thoughts so early in the game, but it’s on day’s like these that she looks so much like him. Where the turquoise in her eyes overtakes the yellow and her smile shapes into his.

That’s how he keeps his smile in his life some days – through her.

Fuyumi and Fumikage keep him distracted. They have lunch and try to talk about happier times. They dance around the recent Todoroki family fights and whether or not Fuyumi’s really here for a job opportunity or to look out for her siblings when it comes to their dad.

They remind themselves of all the good times they had with Touya – all the rated R movies they snuck into late at night, the high school dances with spiked punch and mosh pits, the illegal parties down at the old mines on Thursday nights.

School dances, recitals, stolen kisses in between classes, detentions – they talk about it all and for hours, much to Fumikage’s secondhand embarrassment.

They don’t realize how much time has passed until Suzume’s shadow crawls into Keigo’s lap before she does. Her head falls onto his knee, burying her face in his denim.

“Oh, you okay, Su?”

“ ‘M tired,” she mumbles, yawning big.

Keigo turns his head up to the sky, painted orange and pink by the setting sun.

“Oh man. Guess we’ve been out here longer than we thought, huh? We should probably head out now.”

“Yeah, I guess we should…,” Fuyumi agrees with a bit of hesitence, “I’ll help pack up.”

Fuyumi folds up the picnic blanket and packs it away into the basket with Fumikage. Keigo picks up Suzume and carries her close to his chest. He steps over to Touya’s grave and angles her down a little.

“Say bye to your dad, Su.”

“Bye, Daddy,” she sleepily says, waving at him before her head rolls back onto Keigo’s shoulder.

Keigo shifts her to the other arm. He presses two fingers to his lips, then to the edge of Touya’s gravestone.

“See ya next time, babe,” he says softly, “Love you.”

Fuyumi goes to do the same, saying her own little goodbye to him before joining them.

“Okay,” Keigo says, adjusting to the now sleeping Suzume, “We ready?”

“Actually, uh…May I…say something to Touya?”

Fuyumi and Keigo exchange a wide eye look.

“O-oh, you…you sure?” Keigo asks.

Fumikage nods.

“Okay, uh. Go – Go ahead.”

Fumikage shuffles to Touya’s gravestone and crouches in front of it. Keigo and Fuyumi turn their heads to avoid embarrassing him any further.

“Hello again, Touya-san. I’m…not quite sure how to phrase this. I’ve never really done this before, so forgive me if I misspeak. I…I wanted to tell you that I’m doing my best to look after Suzume and Takami-san. Not that he needs it – or so he says. We’re all doing fine, so I hope that brings you some comfort wherever you might be. And I promise to keep it that way as long as I still stand. I won’t let anything bad come their way. Whether Takami-san likes it or not.”

Keigo chuckles into Suzume’s hair, brushing some of the strands out of her face as his heart starts to swell.

“I won’t take up any more of your time. Just needed you to know that someone is looking out for them. Goodbye.”

He rises from his spot and hurriedly walks over past them to the car. Keigo and Fuyumi follow after him, sharing an almost tearful laugh. They exit the cemetery. Keigo hands off the keys to Fumikage and tells him to open it up while he talks with Fuyumi. Fumikage goes on ahead.

“It was good seeing you, Yumi. Really, you have no idea how glad I am to have you back,” Keigo says.

“Glad to be back, Kei. And hey, if you ever need anything – anything it all – just give me a call, yeah?”

“Yeah–”

“I mean it! Even if it’s stupid, I’ll be there. I am your sister-in-law, aren’t I?”

Keigo smiles warmly. He reaches out a free arm and pulls Fuyumi into the best hug he can manage with the sleeping child in his arms.

“Thank you.”

Fuyumi grabs his jacket tightly, “No problem, Kei.”

They hold one another for a long time, leaving a million things said and unsaid in this moment – probably never to touch on any of it so they can preserve what good they have left.

Suzume starts to stir, squirming around in Keigo’s arms. Keigo smiles down at her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Fuyumi bends a little, “Bye, Suzu-chan. Sleep well!”

“Drive safe.”

“You too!”

They part ways. Keigo watches Fuyumi until she’s safely in her car before he turns around, closing his jacket around Suzume on their walk to the car. He carefully sits her in the backseat, quietly shutting the door and sliding into the front.

“Man, she must’ve really tired herself out talking today, huh,” Keigo whispers to Fumikage.

“She likes to talk,” Fumikage deadpans.

Keigo adjusts the mirror to see Suzume in the back.

“Yeah, she sure does.”

“Hey.”

Keigo turns his head to Fumikage, “Yeah, Fumi-kun?”

“Are you still okay?”

Keigo looks at him.

He looks at him, then back at Suzume in the rear view, and then at his reflection in the window behind Fumikage. Past that is the cemetery gates.

The place where Touya should have slept.

“Yeah…I’m still okay. I’ll still be okay.”

‘We’re all still here, Touya. All still okay. Hope you are too.’

#my writing #bri writes #writing #fanfic writing #bad writing #fanfiction #dabihawks #single dad hawks #bnha hawks #bnha fuyumi #fuyumi todoroki #fumikage tokoyami #suzume takami #keigo takami #angst #cw depression #cw death #cw death mention #grief mention

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thefloatingwriter · 2 years

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eah incorrect quotes (aka eah as things my friends have said

faybelle: the lion, the witch, and the audacity of this b*

ashlynn: has anyone told apple that daring is trying?

briar: trying for what? a child?

ashlynn: please sleep briar

briar: no

ashlynn: why?

briar: because sleep doesn’t exist

ashlynn: Ah yes. Because everyone in my house isn't sleeping. They're dead.

briar: yep, now you get it

darling: WELL NO FCKING KIDDING HE'S DEAD.

HE'S NOT PICKING FLOWERS IN A FIELD

darling: Wrong gc-

darling: Sorry-

dexter: what

maddie: i still don’t know what cracked though-

bunny: probably your brain

lizzie: cause that totally cracks

kitty: i put a penny in my mouth

lizzie: of course you did

kitty: no wait wrong story

lizzie: what

kitty: a few days ago

alistair: wtf-

kitty: my tongue just cracked

lizzie: i’m so concerned i can’t even-

briar: and then there’s this-

*sent one attachment*

blondie: wtaf

maddie: i love being on the car. it’s so much fun.

bunny: are you like strapped to the roof or something?

maddie: yep

lizzie: wtf

bunny: maddie’s on the car

maddie: some drivers have given me some weird looks, but we good

cerise: you may be enby but i don’t envy you

rowena: why tf was that smooth

blondie: gonna drink a fruit box, watch mirror blogs, and cry

lizzie: i don't need a girlfriend i have a cat (kitty) who already craves for attention

(cupid is sitting in the corner texting someone) cupid: my friend wants to meet y’all-

*awkward silence in between them fighting over whether pizza and sushi are sandwiches*

blondie: no they don’t

*fighting continues*

cedar: so uh what inspired you guys to be people?

raven: i wish i wasn’t

cedar: i-

cerise: man i wanted to be a wolf

maddie: tittie twist?

blondie: i’m sorry what

kitty: i’m lizziesexual

blondie: what

alistair: maddie?

maddie: w H aT

alistair:

bunny: maddie did you just spasm

apple: what do you have to say for yourselves?

briar: i was being insane and so was lizzie

apple: you always are

apple: you both always are

lizzie: so we taped someone to the ceiling

apple:

darling, who has been silently watching from apples bed: what

alistair: my mom just put the cereal in the refrigerator

maddie: THATS A SIN

lizzie: why did alice put cereal in the fridge—?

alistair: i think she was drunk ngl

lizzie: i’m ready to choke someone.

blondie: breathe.

blondie: please don’t kill anyone-

lizzie: F* BREATHING

cupid: i-

lizzie: BREATHING IS DEAD

blondie: ok then-

blondie: GREEN BEAN GARDEN STOP SINGING ABOUT GOD AND LET ME WATCH MY MIRROR CAST

briar, who’s just trying to enjoy a nice date with ashlynn at the next table: i-

briar: i have a cult of little children

lizzie: wtf

(i promise briar is talking about their younger brothers and not about random children they found at publix-)

kitty: bro ngl.

kitty: i'm getting jelly of briar and ashlynn’s relationship

blondie: LIZZIE

blondie: COME GET YOUR GIRL

lizzie: i-

briar: LMAO

meeshell: apple’s hands are moist

darling: wtf

meeshell: thank you for coming to my ted talk

ashlynn: anyways-

briar: my brain is a scary place

blondie: i can tell

cupid: how do you sleep at night?

briar: i don’t.

lizzie: PSH-

#eah faybelle #ever after high #eah #eah apple #eah maddie #faybelle thorn #ashlynn ella #blondie lockes #briar beauty #lgbtq #incorrect quotes #darlapple #apple x darling #briar x ashlynn #lizzie hearts #meeshell mermaid #darling charming #dexter charming

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gabykatttt · 23 days

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Role swap pt 2

Today on the top bop we’re talking above overnight superstars Veneer and Velvet.

Veneer 🎶🎤

Never gets old no matter how much I'm told

I'm amazing

Velvet🎶🎤

You’re amazing

Veneer 🎶🎤

You gotta work hard

To make it look it easy

You gotta live fast

To keep makin' that money (ooh)

Veneer and Velvet 🎶🎤

If you want to be as famous as me

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work

Veneer 🎶🎤

Watch me work

So what you wanna know I’m an open book Veneer said.

Wide open were gaping novels Velvet said.

Okay well who’s your biggest influence? Orchid asked the siblings.

Honestly Ven has always been my inspiration Velvet said smiling at her brother.

Mine biggest inspiration hmm I’ll have to go with also me Veneer said.

With all their musical albums each celebrities will receive their award so much for their achievements make sure you catch their performance at the rage dome.

So you guys are one of the most famous duo what’s your secret? Orchid asked causing Velvet to panic.

Secret hahaha we don’t have a secret whose saids we have a secret Velvet replied as Veneer cut her off.

What my calm usual sister means it’s simple really it takes lots of hard work and loads of natural talent Veneer said.

Back to their recording studio

Veneer and Velvet singing off key.

Ughh if we’re gonna make it to the rage dome show we’re gonna need more troll Veneer said.

Crimp what are you doing why are you always hovering? Veneer asked impatiently.

Uhh I’m standing Crimp said.

Well be a good little assistant and go stand in the corner Velvet said.

Oh right okay I think this is the corner? Crimp asked herself.

Okay I can’t not with her Veneer said.

It’s really to much Velvet replied.

Oof alright time for a sprint Veneer said.

No please I barely have any talent left to give you guys can idk write a Christmas song but that is it Viva said crossing her arms.

Oh really you don’t wanna okay that’s fine we’ll just kiss our careers goodbye and focus on effort on charity Veneer said picking the diamond perfume bottle and started spraying himself.

Ha ha good one Velvet said watching her brother using the perfume.

Viva cry out in pain as Veneer’s eyes turned pink and started singing.

Veneer🎶🎤

Hey yeah hey eh ummh

There that’s more like it we’re so close to get what we deserve to have Veneer said as Velvet looked at Viva.

Velvet what’s your vibe and your face why do you have a rusty moody vibe face? Veneer asked looking at his sister.

I know we deserve to be famous just cuz we what to but honestly that she looks rough Velvet said.

She’s fine Veneer said.

And she’s getting pale not in a stunning victorian way Velvet said.

Viva gasp in horror as she saw her body becoming crystal like.

See what you’re doing you’re literally sucking the live outta of me Viva said.

Ugh that’s why I tell Crimp everyday Veneer said rolling his eyes causing Crimp to cry.

What are we gonna do we can’t rely on this troll for the rage dome show Velvet said.

All of that is going to change as Queen Poppy and the bro zone show up Veneer said.

Poppy Viva said.

Yep I forged a litter begging her friends to come and save you I love me Veneer said.

NO YOU LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE Viva said yelling through the bottle.

AGHH I’m exhausted from this drama say sis you wanna buy a yacht? Veneer said asking.

Oh yeah let’s buy matching yachts Velvet said as the siblings left poor Viva alone.

Poppy please safe me from this nightmare I beg of you Viva said to herself crying.

To be continued

#trolls band together #role swap au #velvet and veneer #trolls viva #trolls veneer #trolls velvet #trolls crimp #trolls au #trolls poppy #trolls brozone

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fayeelikefairie · 9 months

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♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ.The start of brightst☆r,episode 2:♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ

(Enjoy bee<3)

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴:

"Akward conversations and worry"

01:57 ━━━━●───── 02:55

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻

TW:two pairs of shitty ass parents,yelling,no dinner for one of them,smoking,no eating (not on purpose,.. yet/j),insecurities

("This is really the group I have.. I'm a little scared? What if I fail to teach them,or- or-") her small thought spiral was interrupted by her phone. She read the text quickly replying she was tutoring and putting it away. "Sorry about that,let's get going shall we?"

Rei nodded,her eyes seemingly following Amis every move,while biting on a moon necklace she was wearing. Akira was doodling while listening,Though it looked like she wasn't paying attention. And Sora looked out of it,her head out the window,maybe she was obsorbing the information? Hopefully.. "and that's how you-" Ami Continued to go over the math homework, "and we're done! Did.. did I do alright?.." she asked softly,failing to seem serious. "Mhm! That was great!" Said Akira truthfully her voice made her zone out,and she was already done with the math homework. She looked on Sora and Reis papers. "Rei,was it?" She asked the dark skinned girl with dark hair and gray eyes,she nodded,her eyes going to Akira. "Okay.. you wrote this wrong this is supposed to be written like this..." Rei fixed it "that's the spirit!" Rei shot a small smile, Akira looked at Soras paper "are you gonna write anything?..." Sora said a quick reply of.." why bother?" Ami felt her heart drop... if she couldn't help Sora what would the teacher think "it'll make you parents proud your working on your school work.." Sora went quiet,her face darkening and she scoffed.

Rei tilted her head slightly,wondering why Sora was like this.. she had to be made this way somehow. "Uhg.." Ami checked the time. "Oh already 5:00,we can go now!.. Remember meet with me tomorrow after school." She imitated how serious Shiho was In a way. "Okayyy! I'll see you tomorrow!! Sorry.. was that to loud?" Akira said,Ami giggled "nope,not at all.." by that point Sora had already grabbed her stuff and left... "I was gonna ask for all your numbers... I'll get Soras tomorrow. Write it on this sticky note if your okay with it.." Rei thought about it for a minute before writing it down and Akira wrote hers down. "See you to tomorrow." Ami spoke and they left the library.

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Now Playing [Peaky Peaky by Leo/need]

0:26 ———♡——— 3:50

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With a click of her phone, Rei was listening to a song she'd heard someone talk about on her way home. Yet all she could think of is what Soras home life had to be like? Was it anything like hers? Rei would feel bad for thinking badly of her if so. Her walking stops when she reaches a place close to her house,breathing hitched up in worry as she approached the door,opening it. "Mother,father. I'm.. home.." her throat tightened. "Mhm,yeah,why are you late?" She was confused they usually didn't care. " tutoring. I have that Monday through thursday." Her parents scoffed,"atleast It'll get your math grade up. It's like you don't care about that." Rei felt her heart ache. She cared. "I care,just- just-... I struggle,you don't help me,you just-"

They cut her off "just what huh!? Just yell! Good! Go to your damn room. I'll call you for dinner if I think your good enough for it." Rei nodded,going upstairs to her room and shutting the door,she set her stuff down and laid on the bed,the yelling didn't make her cry anymore but It still hurt. "Hey is this Rei? This is Ami from tutoring!:)" Rei opened the message replied quickly with "yep. That's me." And put her phone on the charger,hugging a white cat plushie she'd gotten with her own money. Her flute unplayed in the corner,the case covered in dust.

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. Sora had to walk home like usual,why were they trying to fix her grades now? They had so many stupid chances to,and her parents don't care. She entered the house,the smell of smoke filled her lungs when she breathed,she coughed "ugh.." the smoke was nothing comforting. That little tutor group would've been better than this,atleast they smelt Like strawberries due to someone's perfume,not like cigarette smoke. She didn't announce she was home,just going to her room. With a glance around her messy room and a sitting of her backpack down. Her stomach growled. She didn't have breakfast nor lunch.. she sat down,scrolling on her phone.

How were those girls so friendly,better family situations probably. But why didn't Rei talk or say anything. Probably Anxiety. She hated she was curious about them. They'd just hurt her or she'd hurt them. Especially Ami she seemed like she'd say the wrong thing to her and It'd send her spiraling no matter how serious she tried to act. Her stomach ached agian,and it reminded her that today was fend for yourself night,she didn't have money to get herself anything and the food in the fridge was all her mother's favorite good as she didn't care about Soras opinion. She had a small wish in the back of her mind that the next magical girl episode was out. Turning on her TV she smiled,it was! She'd never tell a soul she watches silly stuff like this,but.. it makes her feel safe.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Night time.. suprisingly all of them fell asleep early thinking about something. Sora fell asleep to the outro of the anime,Ami fell asleep to the intro of the next episode,thinking about tutoring. Rei fell asleep Watching the romance plot,it was so boring,her mind before she fell asleep wondered about Sora. Akira fell asleep after pausing the next episode so she didn't miss anything. What will tomorrows tutoring be?... they all wonder before falling asleep.

#project sekai fangroup #project sekai fanfic #project sekai oc #project sekai #brightst☆r #oc x oc #hastune miku colorful stage

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musicalfanfiction99 · 1 year

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Are Yuki, Kyo, Tohru, Momiji, Kagura in a relationship with the reader and how do they react when someone declares themselves to the reader in front of them?

Word Count - 3k+

Yuki Sohma

You were in the school trying to find Yuki and then you stopped in front of a classroom with girls screaming Yuki's name. You start opening the door while saying, "Yuki, are you in he-" you were stopped short seeing girls clustered around Yuki trying to confess their love to him. Multiple girls were trying to crowd you so you couldn't get to Yuki. Eventually you get tired of them so you just screamed at then to be quiet and to let you through. "Yuki, let's go. We have class to get to." "Sure." When you got to class you were surprised to say the least. Your desk was decorated and covered with small and large gifts. "What is going on?" "Y/n, isn't it your birthday today?" "Oh! Is that today? I completely forgot about it to be honest." *Ding* "Ok kids, the late bell has rung so get in you seats now. Also, happy birthday, l/n." "Thank you very much." Once class was over and you were packing up your things to get to lunch, you were stopped by someone. "Um, l/n, I just wanted to give you this." "Oh, thanks a lot." "Your welcome. You also probably want to open it during lunch." "Ok, will do." Once you sat down at a table with your lunch, you opened your gift. Inside, there was a letter. Dear l/n, I hope this year brings you good health. If you could meet me up on the rooftop at 4:15 pm. Sincerely, Your Lover. "Oh, I better find Yuki and tell him that I can't walk home with him today." Once you found Yuki you told him that you couldn't walk home with him but he said that he could wait after school because he has student council duties today anyways. After school, you go to the rooftop. Little did you know, Yuki was going to the rooftop for some fresh air and a short break from student council duties. When he got to the rooftop he saw you and someone confessing their love to you. He hid behind a wall so he could see your answer and reaction to the confession. "Um, I'm flattered but, I have to say no. You see, there's someone else that I like." "Oh, I see. You like Yuki better than me don't you?" You turned beet red and Yuki could tell. "Y/n likes me? I thought they hated me," He whispers. When you started to walk back inside, he ran back inside and made it look like he was walking up the stairs. "Oh! Y/n it's nice to see you here I'm just finishing up student council duties of you want to walk home with me after." "Sure I'll walk home with you." "So, I saw that person's conversion to you." "Oh, you did?" You started blushing and hoped that he didn't see when you practically confessed your love for him on the rooftop. "How much did you see?" "I'm pretty sure I saw almost all of it." "So you saw me confess my love for you then didn't you." "Yep, I saw it all." "If that's the case I'm gonna run home now. See you tomorrow!" "Wait! Y/n! Come back here!" He started to run towards you and eventually caught up to you. You were crying and sniffling in a corner. "Why haven't you pushed me away yet? Why haven't you hated me for loving you? You don't seem to hate me but I know this is probably gonna affect our friendship." "Yes, it will affect our friendship but I don't care." When you got a sad look on your face and started tearing up, he kissed you on the forehead. While you were surprised, he kissed you on the cheek. "Y/n, I love you. Not anyone else in the world. You. So don't ever leave me please." "I won't ever leave you, Yuki. I love you too."

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That's the end! I hope you enjoyed this story and I'm sorry that I didn't do all 5 of the requested characters, I don't want to go over the character limit and this was a longer story than expected.

#yuki x reader #fruits basket #fruits basket x reader #fruits basket fanfiction

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ahundredtimesover · 1 month

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mimi 😭😭 you are so good at writing. the tingling sensation your words provide, the constant anticipation for what's coming next, the warmth that it brings. i love your work so so much. how can you portray such beautiful scenes. the emotions that the characters feel seem legitimate to me, like i'm reading someone's diary rather than a fictional story. you make it so so real. i am just blessed and forever thankful to you. you are doing this for free for anyone to enjoy. you have a passion for writing and creating stories that translate to people in a way only you can do. may i say i am in love with iwyts, but i am more in love with your writing. i'm gonna cry in the corner 🥹🥹

Anon, this is so so lovely to read 🥹🥹 this is really all I need as a writer. Like, as long as you guys feel giddy, feel good, feel that anticipation, feel the pain and and the angst, and then come back up with the comfort and warmth - yep, I’ve done what I wanted to do.

I’ve just always wanted to explore emotions and love and relationships and present them as flawed but raw and something you can relate to, that I can relate to. Sex is good but characters being vulnerable to each other? Allowing the other person to love them? Those are my type of stuff ☺️

So thank you. This is such an encouraging and beautiful thing to read. Sending you lots of love 💕💕

#mimianswers #fic: iwyts #💌

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years

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Croc brother

A/n: this is kinda like a part two to the request I got about the croc brother

Summary: the turtles having a crocodile brothers that April didn't really know about comes in handy especially when it comes to big mama

Version:rise

Yes you were the brother of the turtles and no one really knew since your a crocodile and you don't get out very much. April was shocked when she met you. Not only were you you crocodile mutant but you were way more realistic than the turtles. Your mouth was just like a crocodile, you sunbathe subconsciously, you hold things in your mouth when you feel it needs protection. You know a crocodile. But today the brothers needed you to get into big mamas hotel.you didn't really what to but you were their last hope. So you agreed if leo came with you. Everyone was quiet before they agreed. Leo wasn't happy about it. When you two got there you knew he needed a disguise. But you didn't have that do your mouth was the best option to get him in. He didn't want to do it but he fit and it didn't show. He was basically crying in his shell. When you got in the hotel the workers seen you were a mutant and let you in. The elevator worker explained the experience you were deemed to get before the elevator stopped. When you were looking around you dropped leo off in the middle of a random hallway.

"I can't believe you made me go In there"

"Yeah and I wanted to sunbathe today"

"You always sunbathe though"

"Just hurry up and find what you need I'm gonna look around away from you"

And with that you and leo separated. But while you were looking around gus found you. He didn't attack you immediately Just sniffing you. When he sniffed your mouth he smelled leo but it was mainly your mouth so he took you to big mama Instead of attacking you. Big mama wasn't in her spider form so when you got their she was just sitting in her chair as gus put you in one of the seats.

"So you know the turtles"

"Yeah, why?"

"Hmm, are you friends with the turtles"

You thought from a moment before coming up with idea. You scoffed

"Me? Friends with those turtles? You got the wrong mutant"

She smiled

"So I'm guessing you fought the turtles before"

"Yep and I almost made a snack out of the one who wears blue, but the orange one got in the way"

You were thinking about yesterday's training. You had gotten leo but you didn't hurt him just slightly bit him, but mikey got ahold of your top jaw and Pryed it open. Then raph was able to take you down for a moment but you got back up and attack again, you accidentally cut donnies mask in the process. That's when training stopped because you felt bad and thought you hurt him so he got the hit on you and won.

"Oh my, I've also had tuff encounters with them so why don't we help eachother"

"What do you mean?"

"Well we believe one of the turtles are in hotel currently and we need some assistance finding him"

"What's in it for me?"

"Well since your a crocodile I'm guessing you can't really get messages and high quality meals, so we can get the for you and the best spot to sunbathe anything you need but only if you help us"

"You got yourself a deal"

You two shook hands before she went you off to find leo. When you did he was in a random hallway and didn't hear you.

"Leo"

You were whispering so no one heard you.

"Y/n you have to help me gus is tracking me"

"Actually leo I kinda made a deal with big mama I would help track you down"

"What!"

"Sh! Now just act like it's training okay or else we're both doomed"

"Fine but you owe me"

"No I don't your the reason I'm here right now I never wanted to be here I owe you nothing"

Before he could say something you charged at him. Lucky he dodged it just in time. You quickly changed courses and jumped at Leo successfully knocking him down, slamming him Into the ground at the same time. And I right before you could say sorry the hotel workers turned the corner but they remembered what big mama said and didn't get in the way of two to. Leo looked up at you shocked, hoping you'd help him, but nope you quickly reached for him but he jumped out of the way. That didn't work to much since your tail tripped him. Your tail wrapped around him and threw him towards the end of the hallway. Now it was Leo's turn. But he didn't have the energy so when you charged at him he made a portal right on a door and went in it, making you body slam a hotel door breaking it in the process. You looked up and seen a corn snake yokai in a flowy poke a dot dress standing in front of a mirror.

"Sorry"

You got up and grapped the door putting it back in place it was perfect but it stayed. You turned around and seen the hotel workers. You panicked a bit but they just gave you a thumbs up before running down the hall. You signed and walked down the hall you were in currently but the opposite way they did. Meanwhile with leo. He portaled himself to a closet guess you could say he's still in the closet haha sorry leo called Donnie on his ear piece to tell him what's happening.

"Hey nardo how's it going over there"

"Bad Donnie bad, first everything was going great, y/n dropped me off in some random hallway before left, then next time I see him he's attacking me saying he made a deal with big mama"

"Okay that's smart of him but did you win the fight at least"

"No he totally beat my shell and how is that smart of him"

"So she doesn't get suspicious of him and I'm guessing he just full blown attacked you so he made it look realistic so he doesn't get caught"

"Oh, then what am I supposed to do"

"Um treat him like someone that's looking for you okay dodge him because we both know y/n will keep up this act until he knows it's safe for both of you"

"Okay thanks D"

"Yeah yeah, now don't die leo"

Leo hang up and portaled himself out of closet. Back to you, you have been summoned to big mamas office.

"So you were telling the truth"

"Yeah me and turtles don't go way back but we have some history"

"Is that so"

"Hmm"

"Since you have deemed yourself trust worthy, I won't kill you but I need you to find that turtle"

"Of course, miss um"

"Just call me mama"

"Alright mama I'll find that turtle, but do happen to know his name"

"Hmm I think it's leo since that's what the other turtles called him"

You nodded before heading yo the elevator.

"Wait"

You turned around to look at mama

"What should I call you"

"Y/n"

She smiled and watched you leave. She was a bit suspicious so she sent some of here workers to watch to but not make it obvious. You looked for leo as an act you weren't actually looking for leo, and he was making sure you wouldn't find him. You were smart enough to not put the act down for one second since then they would know. You were putting a full act that you were hunting leo but your not a animal with a insane sense of smell so it was difficult. Leo did a good job of staying away from you and making sure not to get caught. Leo didn't know were the thing he was looking for but he had an idea. But it was risky. Big mamas safe was the only place he could think of but she was obviously in her office so that wouldn't be easy. But maybe you could get it. He couldn't risk it so he called in mikey. When mikey there no one knew that counts you. You weren't informed that mikey was their. So leo told mikey the plan and mikey was ready. The plan was that leo would distract you and lead you to big mamas office and while big mama and you try to get leo mikey gets into the safe and gets out. Mikey and loe knew it was risky but it was the only way. So they started. Mikey waiting in the elevator for leo and you. But you two would come from the top so mikey was scared since he wasn't protected much but as soon as he heard the thump of you landing on the elevator mikey clicked the button to big mamas office. Mikey started to go in his shell and pressed himself against the wall but he buttons so big mama wouldn't see him. Mikey was worried since he knew leo wasn't on or in the elevator but in instead already in big mamas office all mikey had to do was tell you the plan before the elevator stopped. So he climbed up just enough to were you could hear him.

"Psst y/n it's mikey"

"Mikey? Want are you doing here"

"Helping on when this elevator stopped it's gonna be at big mamas office and your gonna have to help big mama fight leo so I can sneak into the safe"

"Mikey that's risky"

"I know but if it's done right it'll work just don't point me out and we'll be good"

"Fine but help me down there"

Mikey helped you into the elevator and had you stand right in front of the door so he could sneak by. When the elevator stopped you were second guessing everything but the messages, and the food, but mainly the sunbathing. The door opened and there was leo some how holding his own against big mama. You looked at Mikey and nodded before running out towards leo. Mikey snuck by and out to the safe. He had to remember which painting so it took him a hot second but he got it. When he did he looked at you three and big mama didn't notice yet. Then he looked but and quickly put in the safe password. Then looked back again big mama still hasn't noticed. Os he looked back just as the safe wa finishing opening. He quickly ran in side the safe and seen what he was looking for. A green and purple gem, it had gold flakes here and there. There was a black looking crack in the middle but hey it want actually a crack.

(This is my horrible drawing I of how i imagine the gem mikeys holdingl)

Mikey looked at the glowing gem, then quickly pocketed it. He closed the safe before running towards leo.

"LEO! I GOT IT"

"IM COMING MIKEY"

Leo a portal just in time to get him and mikey leaving you and big mama behind.

"Dang it they got away"

You just stood there like you were about to tell splinter you puked in the middle of the night. Big mama turned to you. You tense up.

"Well you never turned on me and clearly you don't have a good history with the turtles"

She signed.

"I'll get the stuff wee agree on since you helped me even thought you didn't get the turtles you've proved yourself"

She called down her workers before explaining to them. So you got to eat a good meal, then get a great message, THEN you got to sunbathe in the perfect spot. While leo was getting bandaged up you were enjoying yourself.

A/n:so I only realized how long this was held way through so sorry about that. But I hope you enjoyed

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt imagine #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt x male reader #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt x male reader #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #save rise of the tmnt #save rottmnt

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c-h-pictures · 1 year

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TCG Boys' Night but everyone's a little tipsy

Kaveh: Oh and uhh... The guy that lives down the road and owns a spaniel - what's his name?

Alhaitham: I have no idea who you're talking about.

Cyno: Daniel.

Tighnari, barely conscious: Oh, yeah, I know Daniel - wh - no! Shut up!

Kaveh: *coughing violently for no apparant reason*

Alhaitham: *talking over him*

Tighnari: Did you know there's a mind control fungus called -

Cyno: Cordyceps, we know, you bring it up every other conversation.

Tighnari: AND I WILL KEEP DOING SO UNTIL A HUMAN RENDITION OF IT EVOLVES AND IT TAKES OVER YOUR BRAIN SPECIFICALLY!

Kaveh: Why are you so mad today?

Tighnari: I was up all night because of an argument I wasn't even involved in.

Cyno: Tighnari! We just got out, where are you hiding?

Tighnari: *face down on the table*

Kaveh: Is he alive?

Alhaitham: *drops a workbook on Tighnari's back*

Tighnari: Mmmm...

Alhaitham: Yes.

Tighnari, sat behind the art stand at the arts & culture festival: Am I even allowed to be here? I'm not on the register for helping out.

Kaveh: You're my friend and I'm the organiser, it's fine. I'll let you sit underneath it and hide from the world if you need. And if you want to contribute to the stall, I can teach you how to make people's names fancy.

Tighnari: I don't want to be in the building - Cyno, stop taking all of the baklava, it's not for you.

Cyno: I'm not running any of the stalls, so technically it is. We'll make a deal, you'll stop getting mad at me for eating it and I'll cover for you skipping Maths.

Tighnari: I never mentioned skipping Maths.

Cyno: You look like you're about to cry and Maths is your hardest. And you've missed 3 homeworks that I know still aren't done.

Alhaitham, also eating from the food stand: I'm not coming up with an excuse for Kaveh skipping Maths.

Kaveh: How dare you?

[The day after the intruder alarm test interrupted a lesson]

Cyno: How are you after yesterday?

Tighnari: I'm only here because we're doing a practical, if we weren't, I'd be working from home.

Cyno, patting him: Okay.

Tighnari, elbows on the table, glaring at the knife in Cyno's hand: Fuck you. You're shit. It's an onion. Why can't you cut a fucking onion?

Tighnari: Kaveh! Are you done with your knife?

Kaveh: No.

Tighnari: All you're doing is scraping it into the beaker, you can use your finger for that! Give!

Kaveh, scared: Okay.

Tighnari, taking the other half of the onion: Archons, this one's shit too. I could cut this faster with my fingertips. And I do mean the actual skinned padded part.

Cyno: Never use skinned in that context again, that was a horrendous visual.

Fire alarm goes off

Tighnari:

Tighnari: I'm going to kill the person that decided to test these the day after each other.

Cyno: Don't say that with a knife in your hand!

Tighnari: This knife won't do shit to a human!

Tighnari: We should've brought the onion and the cuttings boards with us. Wait for them to sort things out, sit in the corner of the car park cutting on the ground.

Cyno: We wouldn't have been allowed to.

Tighnari: What were they gonna do? Tell us to go back into the building?

Alhaitham, watching the timer on his phone: Ours is already in the water bath.

Tighnari: How? Your knife was just as shit as ours.

Kaveh: We gave up after getting a quater of the onion cut.

Cyno: Why didn't we do that?

Tighnari: Because I'm now adamant to cut a whole onion with these knives to prove that they could've done it.

Tighnari: Why are they making us go through reception? Why can't we just - *realisation* shit, they're checking IDs.

Cyno: Why 'shit'?

Tighnari: I have my ID over my jacket because I don't like the feel of it against my neck. The jacket which I took off to put the lab coat on.

Alhaitham: Did you leave your ID in class?

Tighnari: Yeah...

Alhaitham: Ah, hope they don't hold you back for too long.

Kaveh: ...

Alhaitham: Did you leave yours as well?

Kaveh: Yep.

Alhaitham: Well, that's your issue.

#genshin impact #genshin incorrect quotes #genshin tighnari #genshin cyno #genshin alhaitham #genshin kaveh

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thesmallgremlinofdeath · 1 year

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" I protect HIM, his MY boy, I keep him SAFE"

Ok so... I guess I'm gonna go in corner and cry ? Yep just gonna do that.

#nott the brave #caleb widogast #the relationship #i love them so damn much #critical role #mighty nein #mighty nein ep 13

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crinkled-emotions · 1 year

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Rooster is sick and has appendicitis but he keeps saying it’s just a cramp until Maverick can’t take it and takes Roo to the ER

This is the only one I'm doing with Mav for this round, just because I'm lowkey wondering if I'm gonna burn out 😂

I think I've already written something... similar?

🤦‍♀️ iykyk

"What's up with you?"

Maverick rounded the corner in the grocery store, glancing over at Rooster who had tagged along for the trip. He had been his usual upbeat, cheeky self so far, but he kept putting his hand on his stomach and grimacing in discomfort.

"I dunno, my stomach hurts. Feels like a cramp though. Maybe I pulled a muscle?"

When Maverick instinctively reached out to feel his forehead Rooster jumped back, hands raised out.

"What- no. Mav, I swear, it's just a cramp. I'm fine."

"Y'know, if I had a dollar for every time you've said that and then I've been dragging you to the hospital at 2am, I'd have two dollars."

"I was twelve!"

"It was obviously broken, Roos!"

Rooster rolled his eyes, following Maverick through the frozen fruit aisle. He stopped again, wincing.

"Back in a sec."

Maverick glanced over his shoulder, about to ask what was going on, when he recognised the direction Rooster was going in and promptly shut his mouth. There were just some things he didn't particularly want to know, like bathroom habits. Bathroom habits were a hard no.

Rooster reunited with Maverick at the checkout, aviators on and he had the sweats. Maverick frowned.

"Are you sure it's just a cramp?"

"Mmhmm."

"Roos."

"I'm fine, it's a cramp."

"Yeah? Are you gonna make it home before you barf all over the place?"

"Who said anything about puking?" Rooster replied nonchalantly, already grabbing bags to put back into the cart. Maverick bumped him out of the way, sighing.

"Let's go."

Maverick flicked off the movie he'd been mindlessly watching for the last hour and glanced over at the couch, a fond smile crossing his features when he realised Bradley was passed out on the couch. He got up and grabbed a blanket, carefully tucking it over his godson. Despite Bradley insisting he was fine, Maverick put a hand to his forehead just to check and frowned. He was warm, like he was about to get sick, but not to the point Maverick was ready to bundle him into the Jeep and take him to the hospital. Sighing, he left Rooster to sleep, heading to his room.

Barely thirty minutes later he heard Bradley get up, followed by the bathroom door opening, and Maverick rolled on to his back as he waited for the sound of retching. Sure enough, it could heard loud and clear in the entire house and Maverick sighed.

"Yep, saw that comin'. Alright Roos, hold on."

He got out of bed rather reluctantly, wishing he could curl up in the warmth. As he rounded the corner into the bathroom he heard Rooster gasping for air, crying out in pain, and shoved the door open.

"Bradley, what's wrong?"

"It hurts, I thought it was a cramp but it hurts so bad."

"Where?"

Maverick knelt on the bathroom floor, first checking Bradley's fever again before doing a visual look over him. He was definitely sick, maybe enough for urgent care, but it was the way he was clutching his stomach that made him frown.

"It hurts on the right side?"

"Fuck- yeah, oh god, I kinda think I'm gonna pass out."

"Here, step back, take a breath. I think the stench is getting to you; it's definitely getting to me."

When Rooster was sitting closer to the tub than the toilet, Maverick reached for a piece of toilet paper.

"Wipe your mouth. Show me where it hurts again?"

Rooster gestured to the same lower right quadrant of his stomach and Maverick hissed.

"Alright, I'm gonna go get some shoes. Guess we better get you to the emergency room."

#Top Gun: Maverick #Top Gun Maverick #TGM #Bradley Rooster Bradshaw #Bradley Bradshaw #Rooster #Callsign: Rooster #Pete Maverick Mitchell #Pete Mitchell #Maverick #Callsign: Maverick #sickfic #appendicitis #hurt/comfort

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