hey chandler

lurkerdelima  asked:

Drabble game - uhh ALL OF THEM but specifically #83, "Stay there. I'm coming to get you." Silverflint.


so yeah. everyone who has forgotten by now that they sent me one of these, be prepared to suddenly get a notification like “wtf is this” over the next…..i don’t even fucking know. i don’t know. 

i also got an anonymous prompt with just the number and listen, friend, i don’t even know where the original list is so i have no idea what your prompt was but if someone sees the list flying around, let me know.

so many of these prompts were also more aligned to a modern AU but i’m not capable of doing a regular modern AU so here it is, the first 1920s gangster AU no one (or, like, four people, retroactively) asked for

although this is more like Black Sails: Prohibition-Era Gay Chicken AU

#83, “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

Flint lights a cigarette. The metal clink of his lighter flicking shut is the only sound trickling across the Atlantic City Boardwalk. Other than the crush of waves, of course. Everything glows a hazy orange in the steam of the summer air. Fuck, it’s hot, even with the breeze pushing off the sea. It’s barely a breeze, really, the waves twitching only as much as an accomplished sinner in church. They’re moving, sure, but they aren’t exactly calling attention to themselves.

He sticks the cigarette in his mouth and takes off his jacket, throwing it over the railing. He smokes with his lips pursed, rolling up his sleeves, never taking his eyes off the horizon. He’d get a good breeze if he was on a boat, even in this fucking July swelter. He lets loose the top button his waistcoat, then takes off his hat to wipe at his brow with his forearm. The only way to get a good goddamn breeze is at sea.

The boat still isn’t in sight.

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On Heather Duke

I’m starting to work out some of my feelings on the musical and why it bothers me, and one of my conclusions is the depiction of the Heathers themselves. All of them, but especially Heather Duke, have their depth ripped from them. Analysis below the cut.

Originally posted by whatever-isthe90s

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mini collab between me and @soggystyrofoam 

google search history be like:
‘bringing my best friend back from the dead’
> ‘necromancy for dummies’
> ‘i fucked up how do i put her back’

Behind The Scenes

Request Prompt: Can you please do an imagine where reader is Lydia in twd. Chandler and reader have kiss/sex scene and then Chandler choose reader over Brianna. Something smut in the end if you don’t mind Lots of love <3 -Anon

Pairing: Chandler Riggs x Reader

Warning: Smut

A/N: Sorry for the late update on this but now that I’m free I’ve started back writing. So here it is.

I stared at the script as a slight blush appeared on my cheeks. Lydia gets to sleep with Carl. I have to be naked with Chandler. I grabbed my water bottle and dashed my face with droplets of water as I took deep breaths. I mean I was close friends with Chandler since we’ve been through so many seasons together but this is icing on the cake. I heard my phone buzz and I looked to see a message from Chandler.

Chan😊- Did you read this script?

Y/N- Yeah I did. It’s insane. Straight outta the comics right?

Chan😊- Yeah. Gotta admit its kinda cool.

Y/N- Lol yeah. But I hope they don’t make me poke at your eye. That’s kinda gross.

Chan😊- Oh you love my bullet hole.

Y/N- Nah I don’t think so.

Chan😊- So mean Y/N. But hey want to meet up to talk about it. The script?

Y/N- Yeah sure. I’m not doing anything today.

Chan😊- Cool ill be there around 4 or 5. But I gotta go Briana is here. See ya later Lydia.

Y/N- Alright. Bye Carl.

I sighed as I looked around my room. Its a mess in here. As I cleaned I couldn’t help but think, what will Briana think of the script? She doesn’t seem to be fond of me. As a matter of fact she hates my guts. I chuckled to myself before I got a phone call from Chandler.

“Hey Chan. I’m cleaning up now the house was a mess.”, I said.

“Chandler won’t be coming over because he’s going to be with me for tonight.”, a familiar voice replied.

“Were just going over a script. What exactly do you think we’d do?”, I asked.

“I know your true intentions. You’re just trying to take him from me.”, Brianna sneered.

“Brianna!”, Chandler’s voice boomed in the background.

“Bye.”, she said sweetly hanging up the phone.

“Bitch.”, I mumbled continuing to clean my place.

After a while I popped some popcorn deciding to watch a movie. My phone rang as I got up to get a drink and I saw Chandler’s name appear. I sighed before answering the phone with a irritated voice.

“Yes?”, I asked.

“Hey I’m still coming over tonight. Brianna is spazzing out again.”, he told me.

“Look if it strains your relationship don’t bother.”, I said.

“What does that mean?”, he asked.

“I don’t think your girlfriend like the fact were hanging out.”, I told him and he sighed.

“I’m coming over right now.”, he stated before he hung up.

I attempted to call him back but he wouldn’t answer. I sighed before tossing my phone on the couch to snuggle in my blanket continuing my movie. After awhile I heard the doorbell ring. I shook my head knowing it was Chandler as I opened the door to confirm my hunch.

“Chan you shouldn’t be here.”, I told him.

“We have a script to go over remember.”, he stated in walking past me.

“Chandler.”, I whined.

“I’m not listening.”, he called back.

I sighed knowing I’m not going to get to him so I just went along with going over the script. I came to a sudden stop when I read the next few lines. Carl and Lydia have sex. Actually SEX. I didn’t get this far into the comics.

“Something wrong?”, he asked.

“Do they actually do this or is it just for ratings?”, I questioned.

“Yeah. Gosh do you not read the comics?”, He shook his head.

“Um we don’t have to continue. Why don’t we save that for another time.”, I said and Chandler chuckled.

“You’re not shy are you?”, he asked with a smirk.

“What?? No.”, I shook my head.

“Have you ever had sex before?”, he asked.

“No.”, I sighed defeated.

“Want me to show you?”, he asked crawling over to me.

“But what about Bri? You know how I feel about cheating.”, I stated backing away.

“Its not cheating if you’re single.”, he retorted advancing towards me.

I blushed as I continue to back up only to lose my balance and fall on my back. He crawled over me and brought his lips down on kiss me. He pulled away with a smirk and I gulped.

“I was supposed to say that.”, I stated and he kissed me again.

My hand ran up his shirt letting my nails scratch his back. He groaned before sitting up on his knees to take his shirt off. His lips crashed into mine again as my legs wrapped around his waist. I rubbed myself against him as I unbuttoned my shirt tossing it across the room. He pulled away to leave soft kisses on my neck while I undid my bra.

“Fuck Y/N.”, he groaned and I blushed.

We striped the rest of our clothing before he rolled the condom on and positioned himself on top of me. He pulled the blanket over his shoulders before sliding into me. I shut my eyes as I bit my lip. It hurt but it was tolerable. He brushed some hair out of my face smiling down at me.

“Are you okay?”, he asked and I nodded.

He pecked my lips before pulling put slowly and pushing back in until he got so rhythm. I moaned softly while my fingers ran through his hair.

“Oh god Chan.”, I moaned and he bit down softly into my exposed neck.

He picked up his pace and my breathing quickened. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he stared down at me. I kept my eyes closed before he rubbed his thumb on my cheek as he went faster.

“Y/N.”, he moaned my name as I made hickeys on his neck.

I felt my a jolt run up my spine as he rubbed circles around my clit. I arched my back as I came on his length. After a few more strokes he came and fell next to me.

“I love you.”, he whispered wrapping an arms around me.

“Carl doesn’t say that.”, I giggled and he chuckled.

“Carl isn’t saying it. Chandler is.”, he smiled.

The Signs as Heathers Quotes
  • Aries: "Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw. Do I look like Mother Teresa?"
  • Taurus: "Hi, I'm sorry. Technically, I did not kill Heather Chandler, but hey who am I trying to kid, right? I just want my high school to be a nicer place. Amen. Did that sound bitchy?"
  • Gemini: "Are we going to prom or to hell?"
  • Cancer: "Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count."
  • Leo: "Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling."
  • Virgo: "How very."
  • Libra: "She's my best friend. God, I hate her."
  • Scorpio: "Veronica, you look like hell." "Yeah? I just got back."
  • Sagittarius: "I don't patronize bunny rabbits."
  • Capricorn: "Veronica, why are you pulling my dick?"
  • Aquarius: "Our love is God, let's go get a Slushie."
  • Pisces: "I like it. It's got that what-a-cruel-world-let's-toss-ourselves-in-the-abyss type ambience."