"Hey hey." My older brother said, stepping into my room.

"Hi Lex." I said, taking out an earbud.

"Have you been alright?" I rolled my eyes and nodded. "You sure, no breakdowns?"

"Alex, if I had had one, wouldn’t Rian or Zack have said something already?" I asked.

"You’re right. Sorry." He came over and kissed my forehead.

"Did you eat?" He asked.

"Yep, Rian got me a pizza." I said.

"Meds?"

"I always do." I said.

"I know, I’m proud of you. Jack is going to take you to therapy tomorrow alright? I have to go the studio."

"M’kay." I said. Alex headed downstairs. You see, I’m border line Schizophrenic. I found out about it when I was 10. That’s when it was really bad. I had breakdowns at least three times a day. I would talk randomly and stare for hours. At first I refused therapy but I finally accepted it. I’ve been getting better lately. But I wasn’t stupid, I knew I would always be living with the symptoms.

When Alex wasn’t on tour, I lived with him and the guys. When I was diagnosed, Alex became my protector. He was always with me. The other guys were the same way and I couldn’t thank them enough for the last 6 years.

Around 2 am the voices started. “No.” I croaked. “Stop! No no! Go away stop!!! No don’t! No no no no! Please!” I yelled. I began screaming my head off. Alex came running into my room with Jack following behind him, not that I knew it was them at the time. “Stop!” I screamed as Jack wrapped his arms around me, constraining me.

"Shh." Alex cooed tiredly, giving me the shot meant to calm me down. "Shh, (Y/N) it’s okay."

"No! Let go!" I yelled but my body was beginning to fail on me.

"Lex go to bed, I’ve got it." Jack said. Alex nodded and scuffled away. "It’s okay! I’m not going hurt you."

"No." I muttered. I turned around in Jack’s arms, trying to wiggle free. He just gripped me harder. Somewhere in the night I fell asleep snuggled into Jack’s arms.

XXX

I woke up tangled into a pair of arms. My eyes burned from crying. “Jack.” I mumbled, pushing him away so he would let go.

"Morning." He mumbled letting go. I sat up an rubbed me head. "Do you remember last night? Like do you remember your…"

"Psychotic breakdown? Yeah I do."

"Don’t call it that!" Jack protested.

"Why, Jack? That’s what it is." I snapped.

"I wouldn’t classify you as psycho though, I mean you haven’t tried to kill anyone, right?" He asked. He leaned up against the wall.

"Besides myself, no." I muttered.

"What? (Y/N)! Why didn’t you tell me? It was because of the voices, right?"

"I didn’t tell you because twice it was before I started living with you and Alex and the guys. The other time, I just didn’t want you guys to know. And the first time no, it was a year after a found out and I hated myself for having the issue, I thought I was a burden. But the other times, yeah it was because of the voices." I began shaking thinking about it. I didn’t want I have another breakdown.

"Shit, I’m sorry." He said pulling me into his arms. He grabbed his phone and clicked play on my playlist. It was a tool my therapist told the boys to do. Make a playlist of my favorite songs or songs that calmed me down. Jack smiled at the song that played and got up an started dancing. "Dance with me!" He said.

"No Jack!" I whined as he pulled me up. I giggled and finally started twirling with him.

"SAY IT AIN’T SO, I WILL NOT GO, TURN THE LIGHT OFF, CARRY ME HOME!" We laughed and sang along.

"Jesus Christ, you guys are loud." Alex laughed walking in.

"You’re welcome." I teased.

He rolled his eyes, “See you tonight.” Alex hugged me. “As for you dickhead, I hope I don’t see you ever.” Alex teased Jack.

"You love me!" Jack screamed kissing my brothers cheek.

"EW gross!" Alex smiled before walking out.

Jack turned to me and shrugged, “He loves me really.”

XXX

"So how was Therapy?" Jack asked in the car.

"Fine."

"What did you talk about?"

"Stuff." I grumbled. I plugged on my phone and turned on my mix. Jack took that as an invitation to stop talking.

Back at the house we plopped down on the couch. “Where is everyone?” I asked.

"Alex is at the studio, Rian is visiting Cass, and Zack is at the gym."

"Oh."

"So it’s just us." Jack winked.

"Oh joy. Put on a movie, I’m making popcorn." I spoke.

When the popcorn was done I walked back into the room. I set down the popcorn and sat down. As soon as I sat down the voices started again. “No please, not now.” I said.

"What?" Jack asked

"Jack…get-get always from me." I backed away.

"Why? I’m not-oh shit where are your meds?"

"Go away! Stop! Please go away! Jack don’t hurt me!" I screamed.

"No! I’m not going hurt you! I’m just getting your meds hold on!"

"No you’re trying to poison me stop!" I shrieked as he forced a pill down my throat. Pills worked much slower than the shots but worked better. I kept screaming and I wouldn’t swallow the pill

"Sh, (Y/N). Swallow the pill"

"Don’t hurt me!" I yelled. I began screaming. Jack didn’t know what to do so he kissed me to muffle my screams. He used his tongue to work the pill down my throat When he did something amazing happened, the voices kept yelling in my head but I was able to think clearly. I knew that Jack wasn’t going to hurt me.

"Shit! (Y/N), I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t. I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I’m here to help, don’t scream again." Jack pleaded as he pulled away.

"I know you won’t hurt me." I said even though I was still a bit scared he would. The voices in my head were so convincing.

"What?" He asked. Clearly, this was a big deal for me.

"I said, ‘I know you won’t hurt me.’" I repeated. I wrapped my hand around Jack’s neck and kissed him again. He kissed me more this time, slipping some tongue in for fun. His hand pulled me closer to him. I began laying back and he followed me down, running his hands up and down my body. I tangled my hands in his hair and he let out a moan. The only other guy I had kissed broke up with me three days later because he found out what my breakdowns were like. We were making out for a long time before Jack’s body was ripped away and thrown onto the floor.

"What the fuck?" Alex yelled.

"Al-" Jack started.

"No, you shut the fuck up. That’s my sister! Are fucking serious right now? She’s sixteen, you’re twenty-five! Not only is that illegal but that’s my sister. You do realize how much you fucked with her head right? Finding a boyfriend is hard for her! She has a mental disorder most guys are assholes and won’t take the time to get to know her after they find out!" Alex screamed.

"Dude calm down we-"

"I will not calm down." Alex raised a fist to punch Jack but I pushed him away.

"Yes you will calm down!" I said.

"I’m sorry he took advantage of you."

"He didn’t, Alex! I was having a breakdown and he kissed me after giving me the pill because I wouldn’t swallow it. When he kissed me, I was able to think clear. He started to apologize after and then I kissed him back! You asshole, I kissed him." I yelled, bending down to help Jack to his feet.

"But you’re sixteen! You can’t date him!"

"Who said anything about dating?" I asked.

"Well…" Jack said hugging me into his side. I looked at him and smiled.

"Did you hear me? I was able to think clearly! Jack helps me and I liked kissing him!"

"No. Uh-uh. No way." Alex said.

"Why? Like you said, no guy will want me after they find out I have a mental issue." I said, leading Alex down the guilt trip.

"That’s not what I meant."

"Well it’s true." I shrugged.

"No it’s not." Jack said. I smiled and got on my toes to kiss him. Alex groaned but let it happen.

"Fine, just not in front of me and the fans don’t know until she’s 18. If you can keep it together that long."

"We will." Jack mumbled into my hair.

——-

Wow! I love writing this one. It’s probably not that great but whatever. Hope you like it! Okay bye.

I found out why Stockard Channing wore a wig for a short period on The West Wing. She was simultaneously making Must Love Dogs, in which she played a character with long blonde hair.

Sokkla Headcanon 17

Sokka and Azula’s eldest child, Kaliska, was a real rabble-rouser and was frequently involved in protests, especially regarding women’s rights. Kaliska had a particular hatred for arranged marriages and laws that kept women out of active military service. In fact, Kaliska met her future husband, a Water Tribe Non-Bender named Ahote, when she beat the crap out of him when he said women weren’t capable fighters.

anonymous said:

HOW CAN YOU LIKE QUINNTANA OVER FABERRY WTF they make no sense is like brittany and rachel hooking up. I mean quinntana sex mustve been pretty hot cause they cant stand each other. Theyre bros. But faberry is literally love. All those moments and looks, they have so much history. Oh god you should do a faberry one ahot

I actually think that Quinn and Santana make a great deal of sense, but I’m not really interested in arguing about it - one of the great things about fandom is that everyone has wildly different ideas about which characters should be together and why. 

And I have done quite a few faberry oneshots, and they are all under this tag here

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anonymous said:

Doe your professor aka sex bomb look lol PROFESSOR!CAS OMG WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE

YES I CAN IMAGINE HIM AS PROFESSOR!CAS LIKE HE HAS DARK HAIR AND BLUE EYES AND IS JUST AS DORKY BUT IN AHOT WAY AND IT’S TOOMUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE. 

WHICH I WAS LITERALLY IN THERE THINKING OF DESTIEL FANFICTION DURING PART OF OUR CONVO BC I COULD TOTALLY SEE HIM PORTRAYING CAS/MISHA [i mean like obvs he doesnt look exactly like misha or anything like that but IT’S THERE AND IM JUST LIKE DAMNIT]

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