I can’t tell you how long I had been crying, I lost track of time hours ago. I just couldn’t believe how stupid I was. I should’ve known this would happen. Ethan seemed like such a good guy. He seemed true and sincere but it was all an act. It was all to win a stupid game, a game I should have never agreed to. We could have been happy. I know that, and it's perhaps the hardest thing to know. my phone had been ringing non-stop since I left. I shouldn’t have but I opened the messages from Ethan reading each one.
Ethan: please let me explain.
Ethan: I didn’t care about her okay, I cared about you.
Ethan: I still do.
Ethan: please just meet me somewhere so we can talk?
Ethan: I’m begging you.
Ethan: I know you hate me but just give me a chance.
Ethan: I don’t want to lose you.
Ethan: you don’t need me, but I need you.
Ethan: I haven’t felt like myself in months, but when I’m with you everything just makes sense.
Ethan: I’m an asshole, I’m a player, I’m probably the biggest douche bag in the world but one thing I’m not is a liar. Nothing I said or did was a lie, please know that.
Ethan: I will do anything for you to please just talk to me.
Ethan: I’ve called 32 times and this is the 9th message I have sent you, I didn’t expect you to answer.
Ethan: just know how sorry I am.
Ethan: I made a mistake, now I’m living with the consequences. I regret it, I really do.
Ethan: I’m so sorry.
I put down my phone not able to read another message. I wiped the tears that fell down my cheeks. I heard a loud knock at my door making me suddenly aware. I walked over opening the door to see Grayson standing there with an angry look on his face. I’m sure at this point he knew all about it. I was sneaking behind his back and betrayed him.
“Grayson I..” I started but was quickly cut off.
“you went behind my back and with my twin brother, how could you do this to me? After everything, how could you?” He said frowning.
Grayson was really hurt, and I felt terrible. I didn’t realize how much my actions would hurt Grayson’s feelings. I was being selfish.
“Grayson I’m so sorry. I’m such a terrible friend. I shouldn’t have went behind your back like that, friends don’t do that. It was a stupid game, that I never should have agreed too. I knew what I was doing would hurt you, and I did it anyways. I don’t know why I did it but I did and I’m so sorry Grayson. ” I said feeling more tears fall down my face.
Grayson stood there staring at me. I don’t blame him for being angry. I hated myself for hurting him.
“If it makes you feel any better, I’m the only one who looks stupid now. I understand if you never want to talk to me again, I wouldn’t. I don’t deserve a friend like you.” I said feeling as if I said everything I needed too.
Grayson and I stood across from each other. The tension in the air between us was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I deserved to lose him.
“Grayson please say something.” I said not being able to take this tension anymore.
I expected Grayson to yell and scream at me but he didn’t instead he hugged me. I was so confused. He hugged me tightly rubbing my back.
“you should be mad at me, you should be screaming at me, cursing me out, I deserve all of it Grayson. I deserved to have everything that’s happened to me.” I said feeling disgusted with myself.
Grayson took my head in his hands making me look at him.
“I’m hurt, I’m not going to lie. I’m hurt you went behind my back. I’m hurt you lied to me. But most of all I’m hurt that you can’t see that I’ve been the one in love with you this entire time.” Grayson said quietly.
Grayson was in love with me?
“Grayson.” I whispered in shock.
I thought about all the time I had spent with Grayson. Us cuddling on the couch while we watched movies. Us spending all night just talking about life. Us laughing about everything and anything. It was never just friendly. I was left contemplating everything. Grayson was right in front of me this entire time but instead I was chasing Ethan. I was so confused. It was as if everything in the past few weeks has crumbled around me.
“Grayson.” I said still in shock.
I couldn’t form sentences as Grayson stared holes in to me.
“Ethan doesn’t deserve you. You deserve someone who knows you inside and out, you deserve someone who sees all of your quirks and admires them. You deserve someone who’s seen you on your worst days and is in love with you regardless.” Grayson said stepping closer to me.
“someone like you?” I questioned my voice just above a whisper.
“someone like me.” Grayson said leaning in.
I felt my heart racing. Grayson was about to kiss me.
ETHAN POINT OF VIEW
I deserved it. It still hurts like hell but I deserved it. I hurt her. Me. I picked up my phone dialing her number again. It went straight to voicemail much like the thirty two other times I had called.
“it’s me again. this is voicemail number thirty two. Y/N please talk to me. I want to see you, I need to see you, I need to explain everything. Please just hear me out.” I said hitting send.
It was my fault. I made a scene and now everyone hated me.
As soon as she walked out, I was surrounded by people. One of them being Grayson, and one of them being Allison the girl I was technically dating.
“so you were cheating on me this entire time?” Allison asked her hands on her hips.
I didn’t say anything, there was nothing to say. Of course I did it. Was I sorry about it? Not really. Allison was a distraction, like most girls I date.
“you really are the biggest asshole on this planet Ethan Dolan.” Allison said slapping me across the face.
She walked away with tears streaming down her face but I didn’t care. It sounds kind of heartless but my heart just walked away from me. Her words replaying in my mind "congratulations Ethan, you won the game, but you lost me.“ Grayson came running over to me shoving me roughly to the ground.
“what did you do to her?” He growled.
David, Zane, and Toddy ran over grabbing Grayson and trying to separate him from me.
“no guys it’s fine.” I said waving them off.
David, Zane, and Toddy took their hands off of Grayson but stayed close by. I stood up slowly brushing the dirt off of myself.
“what do think I did Grayson, what I do best, I broke her heart.” I said.
Grayson clenched his jaw before punching me in the nose. It felt good to get what I deserved.
“I made her fall in love with me Grayson and then I broke her heart.” I said.
Grayson punched me in the nose again knocking me on the ground. I clutched my nose feeling the blood trickle out of it.
“she was the only one I had left and you took her away from me too.” Grayson growled.
“yeah well you don’t own her Grayson.” I said clenching my jaw.
Grayson punched me again before being grabbed by the boys again.
“Grayson enough.” Toddy said.
“no guys stop, I deserve it. Come on Grayson is that all you got?” I taunted standing up again.
Grayson broke from their grasp tackling me to the ground. He punched me a couple time before being ripped of me.
“I don’t want to be around you anymore, I don’t want to be your friend anymore, E, I don’t even want to be your brother anymore. You’re right, you deserve everything that happens to you because you don’t care about anyone but yourself.” Grayson said.
Grayson kicked me letting out all his anger. He had a lot of pent up anger and if hurting me helped him, I didn’t care anymore.
“you’re right Grayson, I’m a bad friend and an even worse brother. You’re right that I deserve this. But your wrong about one thing. I don’t just care about myself, not anymore.” I said wiping my bloody nose with the sleeve of my shirt.
“don’t you dare say you care about her.” Grayson said balling his fists again.
“but I do Grayson, I really do.” I said standing up to face my brother again.
“you don’t deserve her.” Grayson said.
He was right, I didn’t.
“I know that but it isn’t going to change the way that I feel.” I said facing Grayson.
“well that’s too bad Ethan, cause I’m not going to let you hurt her, not again.” Grayson said shoving me down once more.
He stormed away leaving me laying there. A couple of my friends came over helping me up.
“not cool dude.” David said to me before going to follow Grayson.
“I’m sorry dude, but you really screwed up this time.” Zane said walking away too.
“you want to tell me I’m an asshole too?” I said turning to Toddy.
“take care of yourself bro.” Toddy said patting my arm.
everyone was still staring at me, no doubt recording what just went down.
“party is over.” I said walking away from the people.
I went to the bathroom examining the bruises that covered my face. I looked like hell, that’s how I felt. last night played in my head like a nightmare and I just wanted to turn it off. But the truth is there is no reset button in life. You can’t take anything back, and you can’t undo anything. All of you actions have consequences, and the things you say and do will have a lasting impact on the rest of your life. I hadn’t seen Grayson since last night but it didn’t matter, he wouldn’t be talking to me anytime soon. I walked back out pacing around the room. I looked at the couch, memories of her beautiful lips on mine flooding my head. I heard a knock at the door. I ran over hoping it was her, but it wasn’t it was Cameron.
“ you look like hell.” Cameron said.
just seeing my sister here made me break down.
“Cameron I really screwed up this time.” I said as the tears fell from my eyes.
Cameron walked with me over to the couch sitting down.
“Ethan, look I don’t know the whole story but you’re my brother and I can see you’re hurting. If there’s one piece of advice I could give you it’s this- when there’s something you really want, fight for it, don’t give up no matter how hopeless it seems. And when you’ve lost all hope, ask yourself if ten years from now, you’re going to wish you gave it one more shot. Because the best things in life, they don’t come for free.” Cameron said looking at me.
everything she said hit me all at once. Cameron was absolutely right, in the end we only regret the chances we didn’t take, relationships we were afraid to have, and the decisions we waited too long to make.
“go after her.” Cameron said pushing me towards the door.
I nodded my head quickly walking out of the door. I replayed everything I wanted to stay as I sped towards her apartment. I couldn’t lose her, not now. I quickly pulled in tires squealing. I ran up the stairs to her floor. As I got closer though my heart stopped. Grayson stood outside her door.
“I’m hurt, I’m not going to lie. I’m hurt you went behind my back. I’m hurt you lied to me. But most of all I’m hurt that you can’t see that I’ve been the one in love with you this entire time.” Grayson said just loud enough for me to hear.
“Grayson.” she said shocked.
please don’t say you love him too.
“Grayson.” she said again.
“Ethan doesn’t deserve you. You deserve someone who knows you inside and out, you deserve someone who sees all of your quirks and admires them. You deserve someone who’s seen you on your worst days and is in love with you regardless.” Grayson said taking another step in her doorway.
He was right, I didn’t deserve her.
“someone like you?” she said in a low voice.
“someone like me.” Grayson said.
I felt the tears fall from my eyes as I walked away. I blew it and now I was too late to fix it. We could have been happy, I know that. It is perhaps the hardest thing to know.
A big thank you to everyone who entered the contest! There were so many entries, it felt really nice to see so many people want my art, and all the kind comments in the tags! ;U; Heck, you guys exploded from 500 to 700+ followers, like wowza!
We really need to talk about this kiss, just in terms of the physicality. I love so much that Josie’s topping here (in more ways than one), shoving Reggie’s face just the way she wants it, and the movement is both sensual and really dominating, and Reggie is 100% into it.
But the rawness of what their mouths are doing combined with how gentle Reggie’s hands - those BIG HANDS - are on her body…. His left is just tenderly playing along her back, and his other one grasps her thigh, creeping down to her ass (LMAO, WE SEE YOU REGINALD) - gentle but firm. And between his arms and her legs…
Wow, that’s poetry. BYE.
I also love how everyone else is being goofy with that Jingle Jangle nonsense or dancing or whatever and then there’s these two, careening way passed a PG13 gropefest in a roomful of people and not giving a single solitary fuck. I can’t wait for when they’re official because they’ll be that couple who always get carried away and lost in each other, while everyone around them is like… can y’all not????? And RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR SALADS???
But also, I kind of want them to be secret dating for a while because how great will it be to watch them struggle to hide their mutual thirst when all they want is to sneak into the nearest nook or cranny to swap saliva and do some naughty touching. Like, their chemistry is perfect - sexually, comedically, banter-wise, they’re… exactly what I needed to finally get from a canon ship on this show.
A/N: This drabble request turned into a full fic:D Also look at this freakin cute gif!!!
night had begun as a blast. Partying togheter with your coworkers and
friends was always fun. What made it even better was that this week
you had been in your hometown for Smackdown. It always felt good to
come back to your roots every once in a while. It made the partying
even better too because you knew the bar from back when you and your
college friends would go out on a saturday evening.
seemed to be just perfect. You danced with Becky and Charlotte to one
of your favourite tunes on the dancefloor. When you spun around your
gaze locked with a pair of familiar eyes. And then it hit you. You
aprubtly stopped in your tracks and stared back at the cold gaze that
bored into your eyes, a small smirk tugging on his lips. A shudder
went down your spine.
what’s wrong Y/N?“ Charlotte asked concerned when she saw that you
had stopped in your tracks.
you gulped, shaking yourself out of your trance. „I-I thhink I have
to go to the bathroom.“ Charlotte and Becky exchanged worried
lookes and followed you.
-nct 127 reacts to their s/o falling asleep on them
He would get shy and probably giggle a bit. You would make him do his best to stay quiet because he wouldn’t want to wake you up. “(Y/N) you fell asleep? Go ahead and rest as long as you want”
He’d find you really adorable. But he would also worry a little and make sure you’re tucked into bed. “(Y/N) I don’t want to see you being so tired, get more sleep please”
It would be an honor to have you falling asleep on him. He couldn’t help but smile. While you weren’t awake, he’d whisper you such sweet things. “I love you so much (Y/N), I will kiss you once you wake up”
He would just admire the moment and keep his eyes on you. Staring at how you were peacefully sleeping. “You’re so beautiful (Y/N), I wish I could see you sleep all the time”
“How did you fell asleep (Y/N)?” he would confusedly ask himself questions. As you had a rest, you would be so close to him as well. He’d secretly enjoy it and put his arms around you.
Similar to Yuta, he would just keep staring at you. He would also be very careful not to wake you up. He’d pull you a little closer too. “(Y/N) you’re tired I see, it’s okay we can rest together”
This baby would fall asleep as well. Even if he wasn’t that tired. Just seeing you resting like that would get him so sleepy! “Well I guess we’re going to share some rest tonight (Y/N)”
Okay, he wouldn’t be able to stop laughing. But it’s because he’s surprised and didn’t expect it. “(Y/N) I can’t believe you fell asleep on me! Please wake up quickly~”
At first, he would teasingly want to make fun of you. But he’d get so soft at how you leaned to him. “(Y/N) I know you’re tired, you can rest and stay close to me~” he might sing you a lullaby as well.
I just hit 500 followers and I’m freaking out. A huge thank you to every single one of you, your messages and notes brighten my days in an immense way!
If there’s anything you want me to do as a form of ‘celebration’ - specific requests, fic recs, something more personal, or anything else - please let me know, I’m really interested in what you guys would want to see!
May I request a Dino soulmate au where their favorite favorite number was the age in which they met their soulmate? And their least favorite number would be the age that the soulmate dies, but they don’t know why they dislike that number so much until the act happens? Thank you! And I totally get if you don’t want to do this for Chan, he is a small baby after all. Thanks!
the gif is a bit flashy and i dont want to cause anything bad to it’ll be under here (have another one in case you dont want to see it, besides i love chans face)
This is a nice example, these guys dealing with a horse that doesn’t want his ears handled, they talk about the causes of that behavior and just work on it with some patience and gentle habituation. They use a flag but not to ‘sack him out’, they don’t shut him down. He never gets stressed more than to get a little white around the eye and step backwards.
What I really like is that they acknowledge him getting wide-eyed and stepping back as stress. Half the trainers I see on & offline don’t acknowledge stress until a horse is halfway bouncing off the walls. These guys know where the starting point is tho, which is in those moments where the horse starts to be a tiny bit stressed. They talk about it in other videos too.
HELLO I AM HERE TO SHOUT WITH U ABOUT KASTLE HOW DO U DO WHERE DO WE BEGIN (I JUST FINISHED IT A COUPLE HOURS AGO AND I AM 100% FULL OF EMOTION)
OK PLEASE SHOUT WITH ME.
First of all, I don’t even understand what we did on this earth to get a story like this in thirteen episodes. I was really honestly expecting a few scenes here and there, almost nothing beyond what we got in the trailers.
BUT IT WAS SO MUCH MORE?????
Like, Frank “let me give you flowers as a way to communicate with me” Castle
Frank “I cannot let that happen to you” Castle
Frank “You want to see me?” Castle
Or how about the fact that every time Karen expresses any concern or emotion towards Frank, you just see this really confused look on his face like, what…is…human emotion followed by this complete and utter look that reads “i don’t deserve this at all”
How he’s always so incredibly shocked by any contact with her, how you can always see him both holding himself back and wanting to give in.
THEY WERE SO MUCH TO ME AND WE DID NOT DESERVE THEM AND I DON’T KNOW WHY MY KARMA WAS SO GOOD TO LET ME LIVE TO SEE THIS DAY BUT I’M SO HAPPY ABOUT IT
Well, first of all, I wanted to thank for the support of my followers, although not many, I appreciate. Maybe
for the great majority I see this is just a drawing more than any show,
but the truth is that it took me some time and in turn, it is my
favorite show of all time and the best I have seen until today. I really really love this show, and I feel very related to some of its characters,
the actors are very good, the scripts also, and above all things, what
the show is about and what it aims for. Thanks for everything, I hope you like it :)
Summary: Sutton shows back up from the other dimension, and there’s
one person she really wants to see.
Note: I had an anonymous request for a fluffy reunion fic
between Kenji and MC; I don’t know if this counts as entirely fluffy, but it
has a fluffy ending. :) This was partially inspired by the “nap date”
conversation in the final chapter of Book 1, and also by this amazing gif by @kenjkats. I apologize for the similar title to my Grayson x Laurel fic, but it
just worked, and titles are the worst. Also posting for Day 7 of Kenjiweek.
Coming back to Earth is more
anti-climactic than Sutton expects. She’s seen enough sci-fi movies that she
fully expects to find herself crash-landing in a random field, or waking up in
a hospital completely disoriented, or thinking that she’s been gone for a few
days but it’s really been years.
Instead, she simply strolls through
an opening or a portal or whatever it is, in whatever dimension she’s been in, the
hauntingly familiar voices of her birth parents guiding her, and finds herself
walking into Prescott Industries early one morning. Sutton figures she can’t
have been gone too terribly long, because there are people milling around the
still-damaged building making repairs. She spots Grayson and ducks out of sight
behind a mammoth pillar. She knows he must have questions, ones she’s not ready
to answer. Ones she’s not sure she can answer.
Sutton waits until no one is near
the side entrance, and then slips out, squinting as the bright sunlight
temporarily blinds her when she peels her mask off. She worries for a minute
that someone will recognize her as Luna Phoenix in her suit, so she tugs the
top over her head and tucks it under her arm, leaving her in a gray tank top
and the black pants. At least she doesn’t stick out quite as much that way.
It’s strange, but she doesn’t really
feel any different. She’s tired, and could really go for some coffee, but
that’s not anything new. But otherwise…she feels normal. A little stunned at
what just happened, but otherwise…normal. Well, she thinks to herself,
normal for Luna Phoenix, anyway. Her powers feel the same when she ducks
into an alley to test them. She catches a glimpse of herself in the windows of
a storefront and she looks the same.
She should get ahold of the rest of
the team, but all she can think about at the moment is getting out of her suit
and showering. And in any case, her mask was damaged and she has no idea where
her phone is. It’s calming doing mundane things like getting on the train and
going to her apartment. Unlocking her door with her hidden spare key. Showering
and letting the hot water beat against her skin.
She’s tired, but when she lays in
bed, Sutton finds herself unable to sleep. She flips her pillow over, kicks the
blanket off, then pulls it back up, rolls to her side, but her eyes refuse to
stay shut. Finally, she huffs out a frustrated sigh and gets out of bed. She puts
her shoes on and finds herself strolling out of her apartment, no real
destination in mind, but somehow, her feet lead her to the train, down a few
blocks when it stops, and right to Kenji’s apartment building.
“Yeah?” he answers dully when she
presses the callbox, and her heart simultaneously beats faster at the familiar
sound of his voice, and drops at the hint of defeat in it.
“Kenji?” she says, her voice shaking
The silence seems to last forever
before he says, “Sutton?”
She waits for him to buzz her up,
but doesn’t hear the familiar click of the door unlocking. Her finger hovers
over the call box button again, about to press it, and then suddenly the door
is flying open and Kenji nearly plows her over, his arms wrapping so tight
around her that she gasps for breath. Her arms automatically twine around his
neck, her fingers sliding up into his hair, and she buries her face against
him. Relief floods through her as she sinks against him, closing her eyes.
“Christ, Sutton, where have you
been?” Kenji asks into her hair.
He pulls her back, her eyes opening
when she feels his hands cupping her cheeks, his eyes roving frantically over
“I really don’t know,” she says.
A smile splits her face as she looks
at him, and Kenji grins. She covers his hands with hers, then asks, “It’s
really good to see you, but can we go upstairs?”
Kenji glances up, realizing a few
people are staring at them curiously as they walk by. He takes her hand,
squeezing her fingers and leading her on to the elevator and into his
apartment, never letting go of her hand. The smell of strong coffee washes over
her immediately, and the words “Oh my god, coffee” come bursting out of
Kenji looks at her in disbelief.
“You’ve been missing for a week…and the first thing you want is coffee?”
”Okay…maybe not the very
first thing,” she says with a wink, and Kenji chuckles.
“I’m glad I’m one step above coffee.”
“Who said it was you?” Sutton asks
teasingly, grabbing a mug from his cupboard.
“Ouch,” he mutters.
Sutton sets the mug down next to the
sink, turning and wrapping her arms around his waist, nuzzling her lips against
his neck. “I’m kidding, Kenji,” she murmurs.
She tilts her head back. “I really
missed you,” she says, her breath hitching.
Kenji brushes his lips over hers. “I
missed you too, Sutton.”
She sighs as he kisses her slowly,
softly, their kiss gradually growing deeper as his hands settle around her
waist. When he pulls back, his eyes are shining slightly. “Are you okay?”
“I think so,” she answers, then
“Hey,” she says. “Did you start
drinking coffee while I was gone?”
A flush runs up his neck. “No.”
“So what’s with the full pot over
“You can’t laugh,” he warns her.
That, of course, makes her want to
laugh, but she swallows it down.
Kenji exhales noisily. “It reminds
me of you. It was nice being able to smell it and…think you were here.”
He won’t meet her eye as Sutton
stares up at him, so she cups his face and brings his forehead down to rest on
hers. “Kenji. Why would you think I’d laugh at you for that?”
He sighs, brushing his nose against
hers. “I know we didn’t…define whatever this is before you disappeared. I
thought you might think it was weird. Or creepy.”
“No,” she reassures him, swallowing
hard at the sob she feels building in her throat. “No. I think it’s-“ Her
heartfelt words are cut off as she yawns, and Kenji smiles at her, tucking a
strand of hair behind her ear.
“Maybe we can talk about everything
after a nap?” he suggests.
“A nap sounds great.”
“Bed or couch?” Kenji asks her,
tucking her against his side as they walk out of his kitchen.
Sutton yawns again. “Bed. You hog
“I hog the bed too,” he points out.
“At least it’s bigger.”
His bed is a mess, like it always
is, and it’s comforting to bury herself in the blankets that smell like him,
her head on his chest, his arm snug around her back. The steady rise and fall
of his chest as he breathes is soothing, and her eyes drift closed immediately.
Kenji’s lips brush gently against hers as she drifts off.
“Sleep tight, darling,” Kenji says
quietly, and she can almost hear the soft smile in his voice.
“Mmm,” she mumbles. “Night, Kenji.”
When she wakes, Kenji is wrapped
around her, snoring softly, and it makes her smile. It’s good to be home.
I have the genuine utmost respect and love for mark and all he’s done and pushed through. In his video hearing him saying all he ever wanted to be is proud of himself struck a certain chord with me as I’m sure it did with many other people. It’s really such a true thing to only long to be proud of oneself or finally happy. And seeing mark make that happen is really inspiring and makes it seem more within reach. Especially with him saying he’s doing fine and we’re doing fine to the camera felt like he’s was talking right through the camera having a one on one with me and it’s what a lot of us who feel lost need to hear. That one of us know what we’re doing and that’s okay. It’s okay to feel like life’s going to fast and like you’re just winging it. Cause we all are. And sometimes we forget that. Sometimes I forget that. And being reminded of it from such a big role model in my life is such a momentous push to keep moving forward and to not dwell on having to know what we’re doing. Because you don’t have to know what you’re doing in order to end up happy or proud of who you are. So thank you @markiplier for bringing up this conversation, reminding us it’s okay to be lost cause everyone is, and always being here for us❣️
herlo. can we talk about how much more relaxed Dan has been since the depression video?
he really has. it’s so nice to see him progress as a person and get better; i’m so proud of him. (sorry if this was supposed to be a blograte; i didn’t see that you’d reblogged the post and this wasn’t about pinof….if you did want one send me another ask and i’ll set you up!)