i know this is shit but idk i just felt like remembering all these moments

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

A/N: i honestly don’t know if i like this or not but like……..fwb peter

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Upstairs (m)

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Pairing: Hoseok x reader

Genre: smut, fluff (?), dancer!college!Hoseok

Word count: 5.7k (I love a good build up)

Warnings: contains sex, sexual/explicit language

Summary: You finally get the courage to yell at the noisy neighbor upstairs and begin to realize that maybe you should’ve gone up sooner.

a/n: pls be kind first smutty thing I’ve written in A WHILE, idk if it’s any good I’ve literally re-read it like 15 times before posting. Enjoy! Hopefully more of my writing is on the way!!!


“Are you fucking kidding me!” You yelled in exasperation. The floorboards above you creaked and thumped as your neighbor pounded on their floor.

 It was currently 11:30 and you were trying so hard to get your presentation done for tomorrow’s class. You grabbed the broomstick that was becoming less for sweeping and more for hitting on your ceiling in shallow attempts at getting the ruckus to quiet down.  

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simon imagine - play pretend

REQUESTED:   “an image about y/n and simon walking outside together as friends and y/n see’s one of her ex and simon pretends to be y/n’s boyfriend and make the ex jealous and simon is being all cute with her and in the end y/n kinda felt simon was actually her boyfriend"

sidenote: this is a lil different and is written from y/n’s pov but quite personally so ye tell me what you think

I think the worst part about a break up is the anticipation about seeing them afterwards. Because you know you will. Whether it’s five months down the line, or five years down the line, you’re gonna bump into them, and it’s gonna hurt. A lot.

The first few months are the worst; everybody creates heart palpitations. Any tall looking guy with curly hair - and there are a few of those around my area, believe me - are a warning sign upon first glance. But every time they’d turn around, and it would just be a false alarm.

It gets to a point where you almost hope it’s them. Not because you miss them, or you want to talk to them, or even want to see them…but you just wanna get it out of the way. You want to be able to say yes, it’s been five months, and yes, that one strand of hair still falls over his forehead like it used to, and yes, his eyes still sparkle just as much; but I don’t care anymore. I don’t need to worry about that anymore.

No matter how over an ex you think you are, deep down you know you wanna look good that first time. You want to make them regret. It’s not an ‘I want you back thing’ - it’s just a superficial, I crave other people’s validation way too much thing. I knew from the very first day without Y/Ex/N I needed to make him some sort of jealous when that interaction first happened.

And so I did.

It was a late night, sort of. Something like midnight. I was tipsy - not enough to lose responsibility over actions, but enough to be…confident. We were in the centre of London, just Simon and I, finding a place to carry on the fun of our night.

It wasn’t like it sounded - the fun was platonic. We were just a couple of close friends, stumbling around the city that never sleeps with warm, intoxicated breath and blurry smiles.

I heard him before I saw him; his deep, almost shrilling voice, so naturally pitched it was almost inaudible. I think Simon heard him too. I think he tried to pretend he didn’t.

“Y/n,” his hand met with my shoulder blade, his touch so familiar. “I…I can’t believe it’s you.”

I guess in hindsight, I was lucky. It was every girl’s dream. He liked when I wore red lipstick, and I just so happened to be wearing it. He always admired my thighs and on this cold night my skirt just so happened to show them. His eyes reflected the admiration, showing it still burned just as much as it had months before. 

“Jesus. It’s…you.”

The breath was knocked out of my lungs as he pulled me in for a hug, Simon’s hand taking home against my lower back, almost like a warm and comforting stop sign. The embrace was short lived as I pulled away. I edged closer to Simon. It didn’t go unnoticed.

“Yeah, it is. Me.” He nodded, his eyes scanning my grown and improved body. I felt Simon tense slightly. The awkward atmosphere was clear.

“So..are you here alone?” I asked, cringing instantly. Way to act smooth. 

“Yeah, yeah I am.” He smiled slightly before focusing his attention to Simon. “And you’re..well, not, I guess?”

I looked between the two men. 

“Oh yeah, um I guess I should introduce you?” It came out as more of a question than a statement, to which Simon couldn’t suppress a slight laugh. I reached out to hit his arm, but he grabbed my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing my knuckles. My lips parted slightly. I quickly shook my head.

“Simon, this is…well, you already know, I’ve cried down the phone to you about him before.” I wanted to hit myself. Drunk brain - STOP. “Y/ex/N, this is Simon. My-”

“Her boyfriend,” Simon interrupted. He reached out one hand as a greeting, using the other to wrap around my waist in order to bring me closer to him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Sort of.”

“Boyfriend?” The curly haired imbecile repeated, clearly surprised. Yeah, me and you both, I thought to myself. Where had this come from? Simon was my best friend…what had possessed this?

Part of me was kicking myself; the alarm bells were set off instantly at the warmth the word had sent through me. I moved even closer to Simon as he began to stroke up and down my back. My entire body tingled.

The two men continued a slightly, to say the least, bitchy conversation, but I had zoned out completely. Simon’s fingers traced patterns onto the exposed skin of my backless dress and I felt myself melt into him. I liked the secret intimacy of it. As I silently focused on this I felt him look down at me.

“Well, we should probably be getting home. You’re staying at mine, right?”

I nodded. I didn’t have any stuff on me to stay at his, but in all honesty, I didn’t care. In this moment of time he could have asked me to commit a double suicide with him and I most likely would have agreed - I was completely under his spell.

“Alright, babe.” My heart swelled. “Well, it was nice to meet you - sorry, I don’t remember your name.”

I watched as Y/ex/N’s jaw clenched slightly. He was quite clearly irritated, and I quite clearly didn’t care. It was nice to not have any feelings for the toxic fuck anymore. We said our goodbyes - involving him leaning in to kiss my cheek, and me backing away - before we turned around to leave.

“What was that?” I asked, feeling the alcohol’s effects starting to multiply.

“I know you’ve always wanted to make him jealous,” Simon spoke, his hand taking refuge in mine, our fingers intertwining. “I thought you might appreciate a little help in your stuttering state.”

My cheeks heated. It didn’t go unnoticed.

“You look cute when you blush you know, Y/n.”

“Go away, Simon,” I laughed.

“That’s not a nice way to talk to your boyfriend is it?”

I looked down. Boyfriend. I knew the label was a playful tease, and after this night it would never be used again between me and Simon…

but I couldn’t help but wish that it would be.




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Rika's back and MC gets left P. 4

Rika is back and MC gets sick at the same time she feels abandoned. Part 1 (x) | Part 2 (x) | Part 3 (x) | Part 4 (x) | Part 5 (x)

  • Rika felt a sense of satisfaction
  • She got off being the one everyone considered the most
  • sure, she lead MC to the RFA
  • sure she made a lot of trouble for MC and the rest of the members
  • But the one thing she did not want anyone to forget or even ever know really was
  • it also meant she could take her out of rfa with ease
  • And they wouldn’t ever know it was her or care if all went to her plan

– Yoosung –

  • From the last time MC invited Yoosung over, he remembered where she now lived
  • Why didn’t I visit her sooner?
  • Yoosung made his way to her building, knocking repeatedly and waiting for a response
  • Where is she? It’s almost midnight…
  • He almost gave up when she didnt answer either calls, text, or the door
  • Rika! Yoosung was surprised to see his cousin walk by
  • “Yoosung, what are you doing here so late?”
  • I came to see if MC is okay, shes been MIA for a while
  • “She’s fine! I talked to her not too long ago and she said that she was going to visit her family for a few weeks. I forgot to tell you guys about it too… sorry.”
  • It’s fine, don’t worry about it! Though, it would have been better if she told us herself…
  • “I dont know the details, but something about one of her family members being recently diagnosed with a terminal illness.. Yeah, it was terrible. She said they started to cough blood and she went to go help them through the process. Poor MC.”
  • You’re genuinely concerned for MC, you’re so nice Rika.
  • “Ofc, shes a memeber of the rfa too!”
  • Sorry, its just i know you dont know her that much, but im glad you guys get along well. Do you know when she’ll be back?
  • “I think after the funeral. Though it may be longer since i dont know how shell be okay after all of that. Next time we talk, ill ask her, okay? How about we go visit V? Im sure hes awake and wouldnt mind if you came over for a sleep over”
  • Yoosung felt like a huge boulder had been lifted from his shoulders now that he knew MC was physically okay
  • He felt bad that she didnt tell anyone that she was leaving to tend to a sick family member
  • But he felt that he would forgive her since she seemed more of a private person
  • I should get her a gift basket when she comes back; poor MC will be greiving when she returns- I could add chocolates and that coffee she likes with an uber soft blanket. Yeah, i wil do that for sure when RIka tells me when she comes back
  • Yoosung wanted to be a shoulder for MC when she came back since she was there for him when Rika was gone
  • he wanted to prove to her and himself and RIka that he was more than just a college student who played a lot of video games; that he was also a capable man

– Zen –

Zen has entered the chatroom.

Zen: MC! Please call me when you get this!

Rika: Zen, I forgot to tell everyone that MC went back to her home country to take care of a sick family member. I didnt want to say anything right away but she told me just recently that it may be a while before she returns because of how bad things are …

Jahee has entered the chatroom.

Jahee: Oh no that’s terrible. Is her family member in that bad of condition for MC to leave without saying bye?

Rika: I am afraid so. From what I know, they are really ill that it is now deemed terminal.

Zen: Oh man, i really thought something happened to MC

Rika: What do you mean?

Zen: I dont know, I thought maybe she got bored of us and left us or something happened to her health wise. I hope she knows that we are all here for her when she comes back

Rika: Dont jinx anything! I’ll let her know though that you were worried whenever we talk again ^^

Jahee: Please do. Id feel much better though if I could talk to her soon. Do you think you can let her know to call me please?

Rika: I will pass the message along!

Zen: me too please, I really miss her :c

Rika: I will, you guys worry too much ^^ dont worry guys, everything will be perfectly fine ^^

Zen: alighty then, i gotta go and meet some directors to talk about my wonderful gorgeous face making its appearance on stage soon, bye~

Jahee: Oh my heart!

Rika: Good luck!

Zen has left the chatroom.

  • He didnt trust Rika
  • He didnt even trust Jahee at the moment
  • He knows he saw MC at the store that night
  • And it seems highly unlikely that she would just leave without explaining the situation
  • Especially if someone she cared about was really sick
  • Would she?

– Jahee –

  • From what Mr. Han had been accumulating she knew what was going on somewhat
  • Though if the rest of rfa should know she didnt feel like she had a place to tell them
  • She did abandon MC just like the rest did
  • She wont deny that what the rfa did to MC was abandon her at a time she would have needed them 
  • despite all MC probably gave up to help them 
  • But she didnt want anyone to be in the unknown
  • Although, she didn’t know if Rika was lying or telling the truth maybe rika did know mc was sick and didnt want to tell because MC said so
  • Jahee didnt want to risk anything by letting the cat out of the bag cringing
  • For now all she felt like she could do was gather as much as she could about people with pneumonia 
  • She would look into it since that was all Mr. Han told her
  • Maybe find some coffee as well for MC and maybe chocolates as she thinks about pleading for forgiveness 

– Jumin –

  • He had no right to act like he should care for MC anymore
  • The moment they all left her, everyone in the rfa lost all the rights to care for MC
  • The only thing he could do was offer her the best treatment possible when he found out what she had it made him very uncomfortable to not know what she was suffering from
  • aside from the stabbing pains of being betrayed that he couldn’t fix for her
  • but that was only if Seven could find a way into breaking MC out of there
  • But he knew the longer they waited the worse she would get
  • When he saw MC through the camera on Sevens screen, he knew he never wanted to know what it felt to lose someone again
  • After he though rika died, he felt like his world tipped over
  • But if he loses MC, he knows he wont ever have a reason to go on living with himself
  • He did find comfort knowing that MC never seemed to have had lost her personality and all that made her so easy to be around
  • By the looks of it, it was all thanks to Paco who never seemed to leave her side
  • Are you almost done?
  • “I want her out of there as soon as possible as well, okay?”
  • Jumin was taken back with how Seven snapped
  • “Dont let it get to you, he always gets like this”  the famous ‘Vanderwood’ who leaned on the side of the wall said
  • I dont want to know
  • He decided he didnt want to get into what Seven did on his own time also bc ‘Miss’ Vanderwood was slightly scaring him
  • “Just get the IP address so we can get there and go”
  • “I cant just do that! Well, I can but there seems to be more stuff this guy is feeding me atm and its all about MC”
  • “Look at it when you get her out of there! Poor girl must be seconds away from kicking the stupid bucket”
  • Excuse me?
  • “DOnt take it to heart, he gets angry when he has to wait before a job”
  • “Shut the fuck up, I still have my taser, you oaf”
  • What do you mean hes feeding you?
  • “I mean, this Unknown guy wants her found but for some odd reason he cant let her go… idk myself, but it looks like hes just doing his job
  • “What makes you say that?”
  • “RIght here it says: Job. No. Yes.- Unknown
  • Isnt that a good thing then? That means we can get MC out faster
  • JUmin didnt care for all the extra side stuff
  • He wanted to just get to the point and storm in there to save MC and take her to the doctors he had on standby
  • Just hurry up!
  • “I would want to bu- OH shit”
  • Jumins heart stopped for a millisecond thinking that MC died
  • When he didnt see anything abnormal on the screen that showed MC he was confused
  • But looking at what Seven saw
  • He understood
  • Is that Rika?

– 707 –

  • Watching RIka give MC injections of unknown substances made him physically want to scream
  • Why would she do that?
  • What was she even giving MC?
  • Where is Unknown?
  • “Damn, white loaf can really go on strong” he ignored Vanderwoods snide comment focusing on V holding MC down so Rika could give her another injection
  • “Let’s go now Seven, no more playing around!”
  • Okay okay, let me just get this on my laptop so we can watch as we go
  • “If we take my helicopter we could be there quicker”
  • Yeah lets do that
  • Seven was in a daze
  • As he looked into the breadcrumbs Unknown was giving him
  • He began to wonder why Unknown even took MC away if he was going to help them in the end
  • Unless he too was forced into do this all
  • But why would Rika do this? What could she gain from this?
  • “Please dont”
  • Seven turned to look at Jumin who looked at him when they heard MC’s voice
  • “Ready or not here it comes~” Rika sang
  • “You both may want to look away” Seven heard Vanderwood say before turning away
  • Not once had he ever looked away from the screen while on the job

  • You begged her to stop
  • Whatever it was, it wasn’t the same anymore
  • You began to remember names and faces but you couldn’t match them together
  • Please stop this, it hurts!
  • “Sweetie, you’re dying anyways, this is me being merciful and helping you go faster. Be thankful.”
  • What about that other stuff? What was that other stuff?
  • “It will all be over quickly if you just listen to her, please MC”
  • You turn to look at the stranger with the sunglasses: who’s MC?
  • Am I MC? Are they talking to me ?
  • You think you know them but you can’t match any faces or names at all
  • “I’d ask if you have any last words you want me to give to someone but at this point, you probably don’t know if you have any friends or family “
  • You shake your head trying to think
  • Somewhere someone has to know who you are
  • Why can’t I talk?
  • You panic; thrashing your body away from the woman and man
  • “Stop it!” You hear it before you feel a stinging sensation on your cheek
  • “Like I said,you’re already dying “ the woman says as she huffs for air
  • The look on her face scares you
  • It looks like she’s enjoying whatever is happening
  • “You should never talk to strangers “ you feel the weight of something hard crash on you holding your face down on the now cold floor
  • “Don’t ever go to places you don’t know”
  • The pressure intensifies making your head build more pressure like it will explode
  • “Rika, that’s too much” you hear the man from earlier
  • Help me please! you silently beg 
  • You wonder why he doesn’t help you
  • “Stay out of this V”
  • You feel something stab your shoulder
  • Then you don’t feel anything at all

– Vanderwood –

  • Seven was annoying
  • Richie rich was annoying
  • They all were pissing him off
  • The rush to get to where this girl was chaotic
  • He was used to the silence that Seven would accompany him with
  • But not like this
  • This silence was deafening and suffocating

– V –

  • He didnt want to harm MC
  • she was one of the good ones 
  • but he didnt want to make Rika any worse than she already was
  • He knew 707 or Jumin must have caught on by now 
  • with the help he got from Unknown, he knew they would make it but not soon enough
  • He made sure that whatever happened; it would all be on him 
  • Even if MC may never wake up again
  • even if Rika would spend a lot of time in the hospital 
  • even if Jumin and everyone in the RFA should come to hate him
  • even if he should become the villain; 
  • he would do whatever it takes to preserve Rika’s legacy and love and pride
  • He just needed for MC to hold onto life 
  • She was already sick 
  • and the medication he had replaced with the medication Rika wanted Unknown to give her seemed to have been working 
  • He made sure Unknown gave her the treatment she needed
  • But he didnt anticipate for Rika to inject her with a strong dose of whatever she had made for MC
  • By the looks of it 
  • it definitely was not the same that he had Unknown give her

– Unknown – 

  • Any minute now, it would all be over 
  • one way or another, MC would no longer suffer
  • He knew that by lying to Rika he was compromising his safety as well as Saeyoung’s
  • But he couldnt kill MC slowly
  • not with what RIka had made for her 
  • No. 
  • Instead, he made sure he gave her the medication she needed 
  • he made sure that Saeyoung would find the bread crumbs he left 
  • He expected Rika to pull something big for the finally so he made MC an antidote to what Rika had 
  • he didnt give it to her yet but he would have to leave it for Saeyoung to find if Paco didnt find a way of getting the vile out of his jacket before they got to MC
  • All he needed now was to find a way to make amends 
  • To MC and to everyone else 
  • but he would do that after he found a way to forgive himself and Saeyoung 
  • because if he didnt make him hate him; none of this would have happened 
  • and MC would have had treatment for this and have never been involved 
  • When would Saeyoung see how toxic both were to everyone else?
  • Especially to someone good and simplistic and perfectly normal like MC. 
  • Did Saeyoung even know?
  • Did his brother know how toxic both brothers were to everyone?
  • Like how toxic they were to one another.

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Trini having a nightmare then protective Kim is protective and they're adorable b/c I'm a sucker for fluff and trimberly

I proofed this twice and it still seems bad, but whatever. Here you go, hope you enjoy!

She could feel the warm saliva hitting her face, the weight of a body over her, inches from her face, the strong odour of rotting fish, the heavy breathing, and then she was being thrown across her room like a rag doll. She saw herself fighting, heaving, spazzing, anything to get out of Rita’s iron grip. She did everything she could, but it all fell short. She waited for Rita to try manipulate her, threatening her friends, threaten her, but this time was different.

“You’ve grown quite fond of those rangers haven’t you, yellow?”

Rita asks, her voice alluring, a threat boiling at the bottom of her throat, waiting to be unleashed. Trini doesn’t respond, she tries to yell, scream, kick, punch, anything, but her body won’t react, her limbs stay limp as Rita tightened her grip around her neck, pushing her harder into the wall, the smell of fish seeping into Trini’s nose, causing her to gag, her body pressing harder against the wall, trying to get away. Rita’s hands are wet and sticky, her face inches from Trini’s, her voice malicious, testing and tempting Trini.

“But I’ve seen how close you’ve grown to a particular one, that Kimberly girl, the pink ranger I believe. Would be a shame if anything happened to her.”

Rita chuckles, her voice low and menacing. Trini’s body finally responds, her legs thrashing, her arms grasping at Rita’s hands. Trini snarls at Rita, her face scrunched up, her nails scratching at Rita, as she threatens.

“DON’T…YOU….DARE!!!”

Trini’s voice is hoarse and strained, her threat falling flat and weak, nothing more than an empty promise. Rita just chuckles, a sly, villainous smirk spreading across her pale, wrinkled face.

“You’re too late, yellow.”

A loud, ear splitting scream pierces the air.

Kimberly.

Trini tries thrashing again. Rita’s maniacal laughter washing over Kimberly’s cries for help, Trini’s heart starts racing, her entire body thrashing and spazzing, trying to escape.

“Trin, Trini are you okay? T, are you there? Trini!”

Kimberly’s voice calls out Trini’s dream starts to fade away, the feeling of Kim’s arms shaking Trini, one hand shaking her shoulder, the other softly rubbing her arm, her voice soft, but worried. Trini jolted awake, her entire body shooting forward, head butting Kimberly, knocking her backwards.

“Aah! Fuck!”

Kimberly exclaims, rubbing her forehead. Trini’s eyes race around the room, expecting Rita to jump at her again, her heart still racing, her hands shaking, the ghost of Rita’s hands still grasping at her neck. Trini took a few moments to remember where she was, for her breathing to steady, for her hands to stop shaking, and for her to realize that Kim was sitting right next to her, Kim’s hands softly caressing Trini’s back, her gaze soft, the hints of worry in her eyes, and something that looked all to close to fear.

Once Trini had realized that she was safe, Rita was gone, and that Kimberly was safe, she looked back at Kimberly, who gave her a hint of a smile, reassuring her wordlessly. Trini couldn’t bring herself to say anything, she wanted to say so much, how she was so worried about Kim, how she was so afraid she had lost her, how much Kimberly meant to her, more than she had known before, but the words died in her throat, and all she could do was stare, her hand moving slowly to Kim’s cheek, softly caressing her  face, making sure this wasn’t another nightmare, that Kimberly was here, she was safe, and real.

Kimberly held Trini’s hand on her face, keeping their gazes locked. She didn’t have to know what the nightmare was about, she had a pretty good feeling, but this one was slightly different than Trini’s other dreams, Kim knew that. Kimberly didn’t want to press, so she just spoke gently, her voice calm and quiet, covering layers of worry and fear.

“I’m okay Trin, and so are you. She’s not going to hurt you again, I won’t let her.”

Kimberly said, leaning her head forward, resting it against Trini’s. Kimberly could feel Trini’s voice hitch, Trini wanting to say something, but her words falling short. Trini kept her gaze locked with Kimberly, her emotions running high, she needed to know that she was right there, with Trini, and she needed to know that Kimberly cared. Trini’s eyes dropped to Kimberly’s lips, which Kimberly noticed, licking her lips instinctively, but something was different in Trini’s eyes, and as she pressed their lips together, ever so slowly, ever so gently, Trini could feel her heart flutter, she could feel Kimberly’s lips against hers, soft and warm, her home.

Kimberly pulled away slowly, positioning them back into the bed, knowing how tired Trini was, emotionally and physically. Kimberly pressed her stomach against Trini’s back, wrapping her arm snuggly around Trini’s waist, pulling her closer, her grip tight, scared of letting go, the protectiveness washing over Kim. Kimberly could feel Trini sigh contently, and couldn’t help the smile spread across her face, at how warm and cuddly Trini could be, how she felt comfortable with Kimberly, even after seeing her so afraid, Kimberly felt the same way.

Trini may have felt more safe and content, but something was itching at her, a question, something was keeping her awake. Kimberly always felt awful and guilty after Trini woke from her dreams, although nothing Rita had done was Kimberly’s fault, she always caught herself feeling guilty, blaming herself. So she she asked softly, not wanting to push any boundaries, knowing that Trini would wall up in seconds, so she didn’t demand anything from Trini, she just let the question float in the space around them.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Trini sighed softly at the question, her mouth trying to utter a thousand different words and statements, but just as she had done the entire night, her words fell flat, her voice hitched, and once again, her brain disobeyed her. She desperately tried to say something, to explain her dream, to tell Kim how much she meant to Trini, how Trini couldn’t bare to lose her, how she would feel so lost, but she didn’t want to sound co-dependant or clingy, the lingering fear of Kimberly bolting, but Trini deep down, in her heart, she knew the other girl wouldn’t do that, knowing that they had both become so much to each other, a safe place, a home.

Trini let the question settle in the air for what felt like an eternity, thinking that Kim had already fallen asleep, until the words were bursting in her throat, so she blurted out, her voice strained with emotion, cracking, as she tried to convey her feelings and worry.

“Please…Don’t leave, I don’t….Just don’t leave me, please.”

Trini begged, her voice thick with emotions, past memories of abandonment filling her head, she couldn’t bare Kim leaving too.

Kim heard the emotion in Trini’s voice, she felt it, she felt her heart clench, melting into Trini, wanting to convey all the love she felt for the other girl. But all Kim could do was pull Trini closer, as reassuringly as possible. She whispered lovingly in Trini’s ear, trying to make sure the other girl knew how she felt.

“I’m not leaving Trini, not anytime soon, I won’t let myself, I couldn’t leave. Okay?”

She asks, her voice thick and hoarse, but still trying to put on a brave face. Trini didn’t say anything, she just nodded slowly, pressing her body closer into Kimberly’s, curling up slowly, while Kimberly buried her face into Trini’s neck, hoping that what she said and how she acted, how she held Trini so tightly, how she pressed feather light kisses down Trini’s neck, would be enough, and for now, it seemed like it would be.

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Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

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“What are you talking about?”

“Your Twitter? Your thread that spends about ten tweets waxing poetry about the size of my dick? Everyone’s talking about it, the fans are going crazy, I had Victor ringing me up half an hour ago to ask if it was true and if I really had deflowered Russia’s Fairy like that, and I just – what the hell were you thinking, Yuri?”

In which Yuri gets drunk and Tweets some things he probably shouldn’t have.

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So @94mercy made this post that headcanoned that Yuri gets drunk one night and talks about the size of Otabek’s dick on social media, and I immediately knew I had to write it. Otherwise known as me just wanting to join in with all the hung!Otabek content that’s been coming out of this fandom in recent weeks. 

(Also tagging @daddybek because that’s where this all started back in February)


They’ve been dating for a few months when it happens.

Yuri goes round to Mila’s for a few drinks after practice one day, and they steadily make their way through a bottle of vodka, laughing and talking about their respective partners. The music is loud and Yuri feels all loose and giggly as he reaches for his phone, taking selfies and documenting their escapades on Snapchat. He’s never been this drunk before, so drunk he’s not even sure what order his memories from the last few hours go in, so drunk that he can barely stand, so drunk that the room is spinning.

He sits down and opens Twitter, starting to type. He doesn’t even think about what he’s Tweeting, just starts a thread and keeps on going until he gets it all off his chest. Mila is grabbing at his hands and pulling him up so they can dance together again, and Yuri’s phone lies on the couch, forgotten.

So he doesn’t see what he’s done until morning.

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Jeff Atkins - Request #1

Please can you do a Jeff imagine where him the reader and him are high school sweethearts and it’s years later and it’s some kind of big event like a wedding or anniversary or the birth of their child idk you choose but your writing is fab!

After tossing and turning most of the night, you gave up on sleep. With the baby kicking and moving, you couldn’t get comfortable enough to relax. She was usually pretty good about letting you sleep but tonight she was being fussy and it was painful. So you stood and threw on one of Jeff’s shirts, they were just about all that fit you this late into your pregnancy. Walking into the kitchen you put on lullabies on your phone and made yourself a warm glass of milk.

You had read that babies reacted to music, even in the womb, so when she would get active at night, you’d put on some music and let her relax.

“When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.” You sang quietly, your hands cradling your belly as you swayed slowly to music. “When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and mommy will catch you, cradle and all.”

You sighed when the movements continued. Tying your hair up in a ponytail, you let out a tired exhale. The clock on the oven read 3:29 AM and instead of being curled up against Jeff, you were dancing in the kitchen.

Your mind wandered to what it would be like when she got here. Would she be this fussy? You were a fussy child or would she be calm like Jeff. Would she look like you, or him, or a perfect combination of the two? All it was so exciting, all you knew was that you were ready for her to come out.

You reached for your phone, trying to remember the song you parents used to sing to you when you were restless. You could recall the nights you’d keep them up to the point of exhaustion and they would strap you in the car and drive around, singing to you until you fell asleep.

Night Moves. That was the song they would sing. Night Moves by Bob Seger.
They were in love with classic rock and somehow it soothed you right away.

You found the song on your playlist and pressed play, starting to dance again.

“Working on mysteries without any clues, working on our night moves” You sang along. “Trying to make some front page drive-in news. Working on our night moves.”

“Are you singing Bob Seger to our baby?”

You jumped, hearing Jeff’s voice behind you. Turning around, you saw him standing at the doorway, sleepy-eyed and ruffled hair, with that same smile you fell in love with freshman year of high school. He’d grown a lot since then. His voice was deeper, his features chiseled and rugged. But even at 27, his boyish charm had never left him.

“I think it’s working.” You smiled, nodding you your head.

“Well then.” He chuckled, crossing the room. “Let me help.”

He took your hand, spinning you around before pulling you against him. With one hand on your waist, the other on your belly, he swayed you to the music, holding you close.

“Working on our night moves, trying’ to lose those awkward teenage blues.” He sang out loud with a smile, his forehead leaned on yours as he held your gaze. “Working on our night moves. And it was summertime. Sweet summertime, summertime.”

You laughed, laying your head against his solid chest as the two of your danced in your kitchen in the middle of the night as you tried to ignore the pain and pulsating in your stomach. There was not a moment in your relationship when you weren’t reminded of why you loved this man so much. He was your best friend through and through.

Suddenly the pain became too much and you let go, holding your stomach tightly. Jeff instantly got worried, holding onto you so you didn’t fall over.

“Babe?”

You felt a pop and suddenly the ground was wet. It felt like you were peeing but the fluid was clear. Was that…? Was this …? Did your water just break?

Oh shit. It did.

“Babe, I think my water just broke.” You said calmly while in shock, slowly lifting your head to meet Jeff’s terrified gaze.

“How - what - what do we -”

“Jeff my water just broke!” You said louder as the realization of the situation hit you.

“What - what do we do?!” He asked, sensing your panic and starting to panic himself.

“We - we have to to go to the hospital. I’ll get changed. You grab our hospital bags.” You instructed, waddling away from the puddle to make your way to the bedroom.

Jeff helped you to the room, helping you change into clean clothes and ran down to the car, throwing the bags and the carseat into the back before running up to help you down to the car.

Your breathing had become more and more labored at that point and he held your hand. “This is it baby.” He whispered with a smile. “Breathe with me just like they said in the classes.”


———-

After you got to the hospital, Jeff called your families to let them know you were in labor while the nurses set you up in the room. The pain had become increasingly worse and Jeff was by your side, holding your hand the entire time, helping you concentrate on your breathing, helping you cool down with damp towels to wipe your sweat, having the nurses grab you ice chips and feeding them to you.

Your eyes filled with tears, not only from the pain of the contractions but also from the overwhelming emotions.

“Hey, hey” He said wiping your tears. “You’re doing great baby.”

“That’s not it.” You cried, holding his hand tightly. “This is the last time it’ll ever be just the two of us. After this we won’t be Y/N and Jeff - we’ll be mommy and daddy.”

You and Jeff had been high school sweethearts since freshman year. You went to the same college. Jeff had asked you to marry him on the field during one of his baseball games in front of an entire stadium of people. You got married after graduation. Bought a home two years later. Now after 12 years of being together, you were about to bring your first child into the world.

He hung his head in a smile, “I know babygirl, I know but it’s a good thing. We’re about to be a mom and dad to a beautiful baby girl that we’ll love more than anything in this world.”

You knew all of this was your hormones talking. You were so ready to be a mom. You and Jeff had done classes. You both had read all the books. Your home was filled with baby things. It was time.

“I love you so much.” You breathed, squeezing his hand through another painful contraction.

They had gotten closer and closer together by this point so a nurse came in to check.

“Full dilation.” She smiled, “It’s time mama. Are you ready?”


Your breath caught in your throat and full of fear. you looked at Jeff who’s face was now pale as a ghost. Despite all of that he was holding it together for you like he always did.

He smiled, running his fingers back through your hair. “You got this baby.”

You nodded, turning to look at the nurse. “I’m ready.”

She smiled sweetly, looking between the two of you before she headed out of the room. Only a few minutes passed before she returned with another nurse, preparing the machines and whatever the doctor would need.

To calm your anxiety you looked at Jeff the whole time. He locked his eyes with yours, ignoring everything else happening in the room. With his hands running through your messy hair, he smiled, leaning in to kiss you.

The doctor came and sat between your legs and it wasn’t long before you had to start to push. Jeff held one leg, the nurse held the other. You screamed through the pain, pushing for what felt like hours before you finally started to crown. Jeff took a peak and it looked like he was about to faint but turned his head to you instead.

“I swear, you’re incredible, babe. You’re like superman right now.” He whispered, leaning down to kiss your head with his eyes full of tears. “I love you so much baby.”  

You cried, smiling as you looked up at him before you screamed in pain with another push. You had planned on having your mother by your side during the birth but because you weren’t due for another week and a half, your families hadn’t flown down yet. Yet in that moment, you were glad that nobody was next to you but Jeff. Your life was with this man and he would be the one by your side for the rest of your life. This was all you needed.

With one final push you heard the cry of your baby and all of the pain you’d just went through seemed to fade away.

“Mr. and Mrs. Atkins, say hello to your baby girl.” The doctor smiled.

The baby was placed on your chest and you kissed her head, holding the little angel as Jeff wrapped his arms around you, both of you unable to stop from crying at the sight of her. Just like that, you were okay being known as Mom and Dad from now on.

———-

The chaos calmed by the end of the night. The baby was cleaned and brought back to your room for the rest of the night. You had been able to breastfeed and Jeff learned to swaddle and change the diaper. Then as much as you had wanted to stay awake and stare at your beautiful girl you had drifted off to sleep for a little while.

 The sound of her crying had woken you up but instead of moving, you opened your eyes to see that Jeff was already picking her up to rock her gently. He was already a natural at this. You pretended to still be asleep as you watched him with her. He looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world. Grabbing your phone, he put on Night Moves with the volume low and danced slowly with the baby.

“Sweet summertime summer time.” He sang lowly to her until she quieted down, cooing in his arms with her big beautiful eyes looking up at him.

You watched him take a seat on the chair, holding her in his arms as he looked down at her with tear glossed eyes rimmed with dark circles from lack of sleep but a smile on his face nonetheless.

“I knew from the moment I met your mother that she would be my wife. We would talk about one day having a baby. We both wanted a girl. I never thought I could have more love for your mother than I already did, but watching her today…” He sniffled back a tear. “She gave me the greatest gift on earth. She gave me you. And I will thank her for that every day because you are the love of my life. I promise that I will love and care for you with every fiber of my being. As long as there is breath in me and your mother, you will never face anything alone. Everything I am and everything I have is yours.”

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***None of the images/gifs are mine.

Mutual Destruction - Jeff Atkins x Reader // Part Three

<Part Two

Playlist (Optional)

Sober || (Melodrama) - Lorde

Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene - Hozier

A/N: I mean, I’m pretty certain you’ve all realised this now, but this is slow-burning. Jeff x Y/N ARE endgame. Don’t give up on this yet! Idk how I feel about this part though… I really hate myself for doing this to baby Monty…


“Nope! There’s still a bit in the bottom!” She giggled.

“Come on Y/N, I’m going to be way more drunk than you at this point!” Zach chuckled lovingly, but downed it anyway.

“No you won’t, I can’t even remember what I’ve had at this point. Your parents sure have a lot of liquor.” She looked around her at the empty bottles.

“For people who don’t drink, it’s quite impressive.” He snorted.

“I’m starting to think this idea wasn’t a good one. We’re on the top of a roof drinking alcohol!” She laughed manically. He joined in.

“WOOOOOO!” He shouted. “Honestly though, you know I’d never let anything happen to you, Y/N.”  He stroked her cheek. Leaning in for the kiss, she thought how she’d never love a boy as much as this one. He was made for her, she thought.

The taste of vodka, and tequila, and gin, and whatever-the-fuck-else they’d consumed swilled between their mouths. Some drunk kisses had the ability to chase a person into sobreity, then make them feel drunk all over again just off of the presence of the other person.

—–

“Hello? Earth to Y/N? It’s 3:30 and you’ve got a revision date with a handsome prince.“ Jeff chuckled, sliding into the seat next to her.

“Shit, hey Jeff.” She smiled, pushing her textbook forward to reach down and grab some more notes from her bag.

“I’d love to know the psychology of daydreaming,” He teased.

She rolled her eyes. “We’ll get there. Get a pen.”

After some hardcore studying separation anxiety in babies, Jeff cleared his throat.

“Did you manage to talk to Monty at all since last week?”

“You’re very interested in my love life, Jeff.” She smirked, looking up from her notes.

“Not really. More like I don’t want to see anymore damaged knuckles.” He winced.

“I’ll talk to him.” She pressed. He seemed satisfied with the response and nodded.

Once again, Jeff hung on to every word she said, making detailed notes and asking questions. It was kind of adorable.

“Next week is going to be an intense one. I’m guessing you have ‘The Psychology Of Love by Sigmund Freud?” She asked as she closed up her textbook.

“Uh, yeah.” He nodded awkwardly. “Isn’t he the one who had a thing for his mum?”

“Not quite, don’t worry you’ll see next week. He’s just who we’re starting with. As you know 20% of our final grade relies on our coursework surrounding our chosen psychology of love.” She pushed her chair in and slung her bag over her shoulder.

“Right.” He nodded. “I’ll see you next week?”

“See you round.” She waved to his figure leaving the library.

—–

As it usually happened on Summer days like these, the boys sat outside to eat their lunch and maybe throw a ball about.

“So, uh, Monty,” Jeff said through a bite of his sandwich.

“This is about Y/N, isn’t it?” Montgomery sighed.

Jeff cocked his head in a yes.

“I haven’t spoken to her since then. You can’t say ‘i-told-you-so’ yet.”

“I know, I just wanted to check how you were doing.” Jeff genuinely cared for his friend, and knew how much of a problem this was for him. 

But before Montgomery had a chance to speak, Bryce was back.

“Atkins, that hot brunette is eyeing you up.” He nodded in her direction. Jeff glanced back.

“Not again.” He muttered.

“What?” Monty asked.

“We had a thing last summer.” He shrugged. “It was nothing, literally, I don’t know why she keeps looking at me like that.” He threw his hand up.

That’s when Monty stopped listening. Why did Jeff deserve to feel the smugness of being totally completely right about Y/N because they were exactly the same. Monty didn’t know how he hadn’t noticed before. He’d known what Jeff was like, but it just seemed…different.

“It’s a bit warm out here really. I’m gonna head inside.” He stood, not so much as looking at the boys before violently throwing his lunch into the trash can.

—–

At the end of her psychology lesson the next day, Jeff approached her.

“Look!” He pointed to the ten mark pop quiz they’d done at the start of the lesson. “Only just over a week of your help and I’m already improving.” He grinned. She couldn’t help but mimic his expression, it was contagious.

“I’m proud of you Jeff.” She punched his shoulder as they made their way out of the classroom.

“Thanks, Y/N, really.” He called out as he walked backwards in the direction of his locker. She was really happy that she’d actually done something positive for once.

Her locker rattled as she entered the combination.

Y/N wasn’t evil, but her track record wasn’t the best, and for once, she had these high spirits which felt amazing.

In that moment was when it happened.

In her peripheral vision she saw Montgomery storming down the hall, headed in her direction.

“Y/N, we need to talk.” He slammed her locker door in front of her, barely scraping her nose. She inhaled.

“Not here, Monty.” She looked around at the surrounding students.

“Where then? You’ve put this off once, Atkins isn’t here this time to save you.” He moved in toward her face, his hot breath tickling her face.  Dammit, he was attractive, but hard work.

“Who said I needed saving? I just don’t want you to embarrass yourself.” She hit back coolly. Upon noticing he wasn’t budging, she added; “Fine, what is it?”

“So like I was saying before, we were so rudely interrupted, you’ve been ignoring me all week.”

“Not ignoring, just not actively paying attention to.” She leaned against the lockers nonchalantly.

“So what? You just gonna bang me and fuck off?” He was almost shouting now.

“Come on Monty, you didn’t really think this meant more, did you?” She scoffed.

“Well, going on a date usually implies that, yeah!” He shook his head in disbelief. “You know, I’ve actually liked you for a while now, and i thought ‘she’s asked me on a date, I’m the luckiest guy in the world.’ But i guess I was the unluckiest. I should’ve never fallen for you.”

“Jeez. My mistake. I thought you’d know by now.” She felt bad, she really did. But she couldn’t tap into that. The first time she’d approached Monty she’d addressed how they had known each-other so long but never done anything, and now she remembered why. The way her demeanor affected Monty must look awful to a passerby, and maybe it looked awful to the ghost of herself as well.

“I should’ve listened to Jeff!” Monty spat at Y/N. Quite the crowd was beginning to form around the two of them at the lockers.

“Jeff, huh? And what did he say about me?” She smirked.

“You’d break my heart. Or, in so many words.” He looked at her despairingly. His jaw clenched.

“Jeff’s a smart guy.” Her liquid cyanide voice dripped off her tongue, her eyes emotionless and harsh. Monty shook his head slowly, before turning and violently kicking the lockers, and storming out the way he came.

She rolled her eyes at the spectators, can never mind their own business. They started making their way away from her, leaving her in an empty corridor. Or so she thought.

“Did you have to do that?” A soft voice floated in from behind her. It was deafening. The voice she’d been trying to get out of her nightmares. It felt like she hadn’t heard it in so long, but that couldn’t be true because it visited her nightly. Her entire body tensed knowing who was behind her. She didn’t know what to do.

“Do what?” She asked weakly, not bringing herself to turn around, instead finding a very interesting spot on the floor to focus her gaze on.

“Y/N, I don’t know what’s happened to you since we broke up, but you’ve become a real bitch. Monty didn’t deserve that. I don’t know, is this some kind of revenge? Are you trying to get back at me or something by hurting my friends?” He voice was stern, with a hint of hurt. “Are you going to look at me?”

Shocked with a wave of her usual confidence, she swung round on her heel and faced Zach. He looked even more adorable close up. But she wouldn’t let that distract her.

“Zach, look, It’s sweet that you think highly enough of yourself to assume I’m not over you, But facts are facts.” And lies are lies. “You’ll just have to find some way to come to terms with the fact that I’m not still pining over you, and that believe it or not this is about me.” She faltered a little, but all in all the show was a good one. Oscar-worthy, maybe.

“Like I said, real bitch.” He scoffed, pulling on his bag strap and pushing past her carelessly. It took all of her not to break down right there and then. But she didn’t. She gripped her mouth with her hand and slumped against the lockers exhaling. What the fuck was she doing? What the fuck had she done?

[fic] darling so it goes

he tian x mo guan shan (1st half); jian yi x zhengxi (2nd half)

tags/notes: fluff, swearing, light altercation in the form of a head cuff, title from here, ‘SAR’ is a military term for ‘search-and-rescue’ 

synopsis: after-shot of chapter 196.

‘What crawled up his ass?’

He Tian cuffed the top of Guan Shan’s head. It earned him a sharp exhalation from where Guan Shan sat on the bench, scowling up at him, features pinched, eyes washed copper in the sun.

‘Jian Yi,’ He Tian said. ‘He’s missing.’

They watched Zhengxi stalk across the court in silence, smudges of purple storms under his eyes, shoulders rounded and taut. He swiped a basketball from the bag on the side of the court, threw it aimlessly against the chain-link fence. The sound rattled, ball smacking back down to asphalt, the whole fence trembling around the perimeter with the aftershock like soundwaves.

‘Like … missing?’

He Tian made a quiet ‘hm’ sound. He’d heard nothing from his brother. The SAR must have been immediate, no handler, a quick in-and-out job. Carefully planned, cleanly executed. No casualties except a pulled shoulder from the rebound of a gun. It was only a matter of time before someone went for Jian Yi. You couldn’t have a father like that and have your hands kept clean for long. You couldn’t have a father like that and not escape without some bullet holes.

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hey just another miraculous AU

JUST A PSA IM ON MOBILE AND IT WONT LET ME PUT A READ MORE???
I went all out I wrote like the entire plot of the movie
Has a tangled AU been done??? Probably ??? Who cares ???
Okay so
-“this is the story of how I died… OH DONT WORRY ITS A FUN STORY HAHA!! and it starts with a magic, golden flower”
-Queen Momma Agreste gets hella sick and she’s gotta have this baby right, so King Gabriel sends for the ‘mythical’ golden flower
-surprise surprise they find the flower, which completely enrages a forest wizard named Hawkmoth who has been using it for its intense power and the immortality it grants
-Queen Momma Agreste drinks the flower tea and boom we have a baby prince, Adrien, with a full head of blonde locks and he’s just cute and all is good
-of course Hawkmoth wants to join the fun so he kidnaps Adrien for the powers his hair possesses
-so Hawkmoth and Adrien are living up in this tower in the woods now and Adrien learns to recite this poem to use his power (the song basically but spoken)
-King Gabe and Queen Momma Agreste light off these little butterfly lanterns on his birthday and there’s just a swarm of glowing butterflies on his birthday and he knows its for him
-also important Adrien befriends a little chameleon that he names Plagg ;)
-So fast forward like nearly 17-ish years and cut to scene with Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina all pulling off a sick heist to steal the Crown of the Black Cat, which is basically Adrien’s crown he was supposed to get on his coronation day
-(So if you haven’t caught it yet, Adrien is Rapunzel and Marinette is Flynn Ryder)
-So basically Marinette’s nom de plume is Ladybug, its what she goes by on all her heists and what she’s wanted as
-So anyway Her and Chlo and Sab all break into the castle and snatch the crown, they get chased by the guards, including the best guard Alya, and the best horse Tikki
-Cue a joke by Mari with her wanted poster about how they “ just can’t get my ____ right” each time it’s a different thing
-after this, ur girl Ladybug totally is selfish at this point in the story and takes the crown and leaves Chloé and Sabrina for the guards
-Alya gets thrown off of Tikki but Tikki still chases after Marinette. Until Marinette finds a hidden lil cave, that’s more like a lil rock hallway that leads to a meadow with a fairly nice tower
-So what should Marinette do?? Climb the tower of course!
-Don’t worry Adrien doesn’t hit her with a frying pan, she literally eats shit when she walks in and knocks herself out. Clumsy Girl y’know.
-Adrien is just like ???? Wt F wHo thE heCk just smacked their face on my floo- ITS A FEMALE WHAT PLAGG HELP WHAT DO I DO IVE NEVER SEEN A REAL LIVE GIRL ONLY IN THOSE BOOKS
-Plagg is very obviously annoyed and is like “boi put her somewhere and show hawkmoth you can handle yourself (even though she knocked herself out)”
-Adrien kinda catches on so he literally just pulls her to a closet and puts her in
-her bag falls open as he’s moving her to an upright position and the black crystals of the crown catch his attention
-basically an “ooh shiny!” moment,,And he takes it and looks in the mirror and tries to figure out what it is
-he puts it on his arm and looks through it and then puts it on his head
-and he’s like “woah I look like those princes from my book” “haha as if”
-(LIKE BOI YOU ARE SHHSHDJS)
-anyway so hawkmoth comes home from wherever the hell he went, town or whatever idk, and Adrien is like !! FATHER LOOK WHAT I DID!!
-Hawkmoth does not care literally at all he’s like “Adrien please recite your poem for me it calms me” and Adrien rushes through it and HM is just like ??? bOI
-Adrien tries to show him our girl Lady Luck
-Hawkmoth will have None of That
-“You can’t handle yourself, the world is dangerous”
-He literally doesn’t listen to Adrien’s pleas to leave the tower at all either
-“you are NOT like anyone else! You are my son!” (u thought)
-so what does Adrien do?? Plan an escape plan, and sends HM on a mission that will take like 3 days or smth
-Adrien has long hair btw I forgot to mention just not nearly as long as rapunzel’s was
-His is more like maybe brushing the floor
-and hawk moth climbs a rope ladder or smth to get in there’s plot holes leave me be
-ANYwaY after hawkmoth leaves, he tapes Mari to a chair or ties her or something
-and Plagg wakes her up by sticking Camembert in her mouth
-and she’s like !!! WHAt the HEck Ew
-after she wakes up Adrien is like “what you want why you here please don’t kill me”
-When he steps into the light and she sees him she’s literally rendered speechless like she can’t form words bc he is actually so beautiful
-“h-hi-I mean hello- I mean-uh-why are you in this-uh-tower, who are you???”
-Adrien doesn’t trust her at all bc the wanted poster in her bag and the crown literally screams criminal
-he’s desperate though so he’s like “alright listen up, whoever you are, something brought you to me. Call it fate, destiny-” “A horse” “Im not finished… you were brought to me today for a reason, and that’s to help me. You’re going to be my guide”
-Marinette is like “awh man I wish I could but see I have to get this cro-OH NO, WHERE IS MY BAG?”
-Adrien holds it up like ;) and she’s just so done
-“If you take me to see the lights tomorrow, I will return it to you, if you refuse, I’ll turn you in.”
-“wait the stupid butterfly lanterns they light off for the lost prince?”
-Adrien is totally in awe that they’re not some weird star thing, they’re butterflies
-she shakes her head and knows she can’t really refuse so she plans it out in her head on how she can cheat the system
-Adrien’s already covered that in his head though she can’t get away with anytHing
-(except maybe making him fall in love with her ;))))
-So she agrees and she’s like “The names Ladybug”
-he’s kinda like ¿ strange name but Okay!! “My name is Adrien!”
-ANYWAy they leave the tower and Adrien is like 👀👀 this is no bueno I should not be doing this but omg I’ve never felt so FREE!!!
-he has a blast omg that boy goes running through the woods and he’s laughing and he’s like “FATHER WOULD BE SO ANGRY BUT I DONT CARE”
-meanwhile hawkmoth sees Tikki in the woods and has an “oh SHIT Adrien” moment
-Runs back home, there’s nothing and no one there, aside from Mari’s wanted poster that fell out of the bag
-meanwhile with the Lovebirds™
-He and Mari end up at this pub with some Angry men, including the bar owner Nino, and Adrien ends up singing about his dreams and everyone has fun
-the scene that stemmed this idea happens with Mari singing about how her dream involves her being rich on an island
-and surprise surprise Hawkmoth finds them but so do the guards and they escape through a tunnel under the pub that Nino shows them, and it leads out into the dry side of a dam
-Intense Battle Scene™
-Mari is a badass but then Adrien totally comes out of nowhere like “I came here to attack and I’m honestly having a good time”
-They get trapped in a cave that’s filling with water post battle bc they broke shit
-they’re literally lowkey going to die and Adrien is like “I’m so sorry I got you into this mess. We’re going to die here and I’m so sorry Ladybug”
-and she just softly says “Marinette”
-Adrien is like “????? what”
-and Marinette starts crying and she’s like
-“my name isn’t Ladybug if you couldn’t tell. It’s Marinette. I called myself Ladybug because I always wanted to be like a superhero. I never was one though. All I am is an orphan with a permanent record.”
-and here we have Adrien “Actual Adoration” Agreste because if we wasn’t in love with her before, he is most certainly in love with her now
-and then he remembers!!
-HIS HAIR GLOWS WHEN HE SAYS THE POEM THEY CAN LOOK UNDERWATER
-so he’s like “marinette please go with the flow” and he recites the poem in his head and his hair just illuminates
-she’s like “WHAT THE FUCJTN”
-but she’s not ready for death so they dig rocks out and they end up dropping into a river
-they come up on the bank gasping like “oh fuck dude”
-“MARINETTE WE’RE ALIVE!!!”
-“his hair glows? His hair glows! Plagg why does his hair glow???”
-“Marinette?” “this is surreal. I’m dead we died” “Marinette” “what the hell is going on” “MARINETTE!” “What!”
-he’s standing there dripping water and extending his hand to her
-and she’s like “oh no” because he looks so hot standing there dripping water and she maybe has the tiniest crush on him
-oh who am I kidding the sun rays behind him and his radiant smile sends her head over heels into complete love for this ray of light
-so he pulls Marinette out of the river and they go find a lil clearing and they make a campfire
-and Adrien looks at Marinette and frowns
-and she’s like “What what what’s wrong is something wrong with me??”
-and he just laughs a bit, “no no you just have a cut on your knee”
-she looks down at her knee and winces at the long, deep cut and just shrugs it off because it’ll heal eventually
-Adrien trusts Marinette to the point now that he can show her the reason he’s hidden away
-“don’t freak out okay”
-he holds a lock of hair in his hands and presses it to her cut and recites the poem
-and Marinette is like ¿ wth boI
-and once he’s done he just grins and he’s like “good as new”
-Mari is confused as hell and when he moves his hand away and the cuts not there she literally opens her mouth to shriek
-and Adrien is like “PLEASE DONT FREAK OUT IM SORRY”
-and she’s like “hahahaha why would I freak out I’m just curious whydoesyourhairglowandwhydoesithavemagicalhealingpowershowlonghasitdonethat?”
-and Adrien is sheepishly just like “forever I guess,,, that’s why I was hidden away, because people want my hair for its power.”
-He moves some hair to the side to show a pale blonde lock of hair cut off at the nape of his neck and explains that if it’s cut it turns pale and loses its power
-Marinette is like really shook but she pushes it down and suggests they sleep so they can be ready for the butterfly lights tomorrow
-cut to scene of Hawkmoth pissed as hell in the woods as he fades into the shadows
-he’s now talking to Chloé and Sabrina and making a Plan
-so next day Adrien wakes up to Marinette screaming and is very confused to see her literally trying to fight a horse
-like she literally almost has Tikki in a headlock and Tikki has a hoof pushing on her shoulder and shit
-Adrien has never been more confused but he goes and breaks it up and he’s like “hey there girly what’s your name” and he looks at her name thing and he’s like “Tikki!! That’s a nice name!”
-And Tikki whines or something and Mari chuckles or something and Tikki is back at it with trying to capture her
-But Adrien hits her with these kitten eyes and is like “I realllyyyyyyy need her to take me to the kingdom so I can see the butterflies, please let me have that, then you can fight her until you can’t stand!”
-Marinette is so very thankful for that one
-so they head to the Kingdom, now with Tikki coming along with them
-They’re having a blast and when they get to the kingdom they have all sorts of fun
-Adrien shows Marinette some of the books he has at home and she shows him the books that inspired Ladybug
-they get food from the market
-and Adrien keeps seeing images of this baby boy with bright green eyes and golden locks and theres something familiar about everything
-and then, oh boy and then, someone starts playing music and Adrien is like !! “mari come dance with me”
-and she’s like “nah I’m okay you go”
-and he starts dancing and soon a ton of people have joined in and Adrien comes around the circle and grabs Marinette
-and they dance around with people and they’re desperately hoping it works out so they can dance together
-surprise!!! They do but they join hands as the song ends and they’re like “awh damn”
-so after that ends Marinette and Adrien are both blushing and she points out that it’s almost sundown and they have somewhere to go
-they go out into the middle of the lake in a lil boat and Adrien is so so so excited and so is Mari bc Adrien is so happy
-the sun goes down and Adrien looks at Marinette completely giddy like !! :DD
-and she just smiles so wide back at him because holy fuck she’s never felt so in love in her whole life
-Adrien is flicking the surface of the water and watching the waves when he sees the first light
-suddenly literally thousands of butterfly lanterns are floating all around them and Adrien is just in complete awe
-Marinette clears her throat and he turns to look at her and she has two lanterns in her hand
-and Adrien smiles and turn behind him and grabs the bag with the crown and he’s like “I should’ve given this to you sooner, but I was scared… I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?”
-and she just pushes it down, “I’m starting to”
-AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT
-And they’re literally a centimeter away from locking lips when Marinette can see Chloé on the beach
-and she decides right then to give Chloé the crown and go wherever with Adrien
-Adrien of course thinks at first that she’s betraying his trust but doesn’t believe that because he loves her okay?
-Cue Adrien getting worried and going to look for her
-Hawkmoth fighting Chloé or something and she passes out and he sees Adrien
-and he’s like “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IM SO HAPPY YOU’RE OKAY” (he says as he takes handfuls of his hair)
-Adrien is like “yea okay but Marinette”
-And hawkmoth, fricken rat, points to the boat heading toward the kingdom
-and he’s like “I think she’s got something better to do”
-Adrien is broke af how could this happen how could they love each other so much and just have her break the trust so easily
-he’s just kinda done with it so he’s accepted it and goes back to the tower with HM
-Meanwhile Marinette wakes up from getting knocked tf out and Tikki is whining super loud bc Marinette is in danger and she can tell
-some guards are drawn bc of the whines and Mari has the crown tied to her hand and she’s like “shit”
-they throw her in jail and she’s gonna be hung then next morning
-Tikki is on a mission and she books it to Nino’s pub
-back in the tower Hawkmoth has finished lecturing Adrien and leave him to himself
-Adrien takes out the little kingdom flag he got and looks at it
-and suddenly he starts to see the symbol everywhere
-it’s hidden in all his paintings around his room
-and suddenly now he knows
-that baby boy is Him
-he leaves his room determined to get somewhere
-Hawkmoth is like ?? “What’s wrong Adrien?”
-“I’m the lost Prince”
-“what?”
-“I’m the lost Prince! Aren’t I father? Or should I even call you that?”
-oh hawkmoth is Pissed
-Adrien tries to leave to go find Marinette and Hawkmoth is like “she’s going to be dead when you get there, she’s due to hang for her crimes”
-and Adrien is screwed and he can’t do anything so he surrenders
-back at the castle
-Nino and his bar mates have arrived and they’re kicking ass for Marinette
-And she ends up on Tikki’s back and is like all sappy like “thank you for saving me it means a lot really”
-Tikki doesn’t care she just needs to get Mari to Adrien like now
-so sick montage of tikki running to the tower
-and Marinette scales the tower
-and she’s in! And there’s Adrien! Chained to the wall with tape on his mouth?
-and suddenly Marinette has a sharp pain in her side where Hawkmoth totally just stabbed her
-she slams into a mirror and breaks it and just kinda slumps against the wall with all the shards
-Adrien is flipping shit,,, he’s taking on the chains and screaming into the tape and he’s crying and she’s crying and hawkmoth is just standing over her like
-“poor little thief got what was coming to her”
-Hawmoth goes to grab Adrien and take him to a new area, where no one could find them
-but Adrien fights him so hard
-he’s yanking back and kicking
-and Hawkmoth yells “STOP FIGHTING”
-Adrien gets the tape off enough so he can speak
-“I WILL NEVER STOP FIGHTING YOU, I WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE DAY I DIE”
-he glances at Mari and she’s staring at him with tears in her eyes, clenching her side
-“unless…unless you let me heal her. If you just let me heal her I will go wherever with you, no fighting”
-Hawkmoth doesn’t want to deal with his crap so he’s like “whatever”
-he chains Marinette to the staircase banister, “in case you get any ideas” he says
-Adrien runs over to her and he’s brushing her hair back from her face and he’s crying and she’s crying
-and he presses some hair and his hands to her wound and he’s like “shhhh shhhh it’s okay you’ll be okay we’ll be okay”
-and she’s crying so much and she’s like “no you won’t be you can’t just go be a slave to him”
-and it’s in slow motion when she grabs his hair and swings a jagged piece of the mirror up and slices it at the base of his neck
-Hawkmoth is y e l l i n g because there goes all the power he was able to have
-Adrien is completely shocked, he doesn’t really understand what the hell just happened
-all he can see is Hawkmoth drastically aging into a very very old man and stumbling until Plagg trips him and sends him falling out of the window
-it takes him a whole second to realize Marinette is still in his arms, dying with no way for him to save her
-“no no no Marinette stay with me, please please you can’t go”
-she just weakly smiles at him and she’s like “I never got to tell you”
-and she winces and tries to sit up more to reach for him
-“you were my new dream”
-“you were mine”
-cue gross ugly sobs from me because Marinette slowly slips away
-Adrien cries out in complete anguish and just holds her limp body, crying because he loved her so much oh my god
-his tears fall on her face and he’s too broken to notice the golden rays coming off of her until they completely consume the room
-and Adrien is so confused,,, why are all these golden rays surrounding Marinette
-and she shifts in his arms and he’s like !!!!!!
-he looks down at her and her eyes open and she’s like
-“have I ever told you I’ve got a thing for green eyes”
-Adrien barely has time to laugh before they’re slamming their lips together, crying and just so so so happy that they’re okay
-they leave the tower and go back to the kingdom, because Adrien knows now that he is the lost Prince
-also Marinette sort of needs to make amends with the kingdom bc she’s in love with Adrien dammit and she’s not gonna lose him
-Adrien sees Momma Agreste and Gabriel
-and everyone is So Happy!!! And they’re hugging!!!
-And Marinette is just standing off to the side content that he’s with his family
-and then momma yanks her into the hug circle
-and then there’s a mini fast forward and Look at That!!! We’re at a celebration !!!
-and we have some Cute ass scenes of Prince Adrien talking to the citizens of the kingdom
-and Mari snatches his crown off his head
-and he just rolls his eyes and they kiss
-and the camera slowly pans up onto an announcement
-For a royal wedding

AHHHHH THIS TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO WRITE ITS SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I LITERALLY WROTE OUT THE ENTIRE MOVIE

Safe - Negan x Reader - Part 2

[find part one here]    [if you’re new, find A/B/O rules here]

A/N: thank you for all the love on the first chapter! it honestly means a shit ton to me. ppl liking my writing??? what a concept. anyway.. enjoy! as always, let me know what you think !! xx

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics (Alpha!Negan x Omega!female reader), lots of swearing, threatening/assault-like themes (idk what to fuckin call that), and my shitty writing


You awoke to a feeling of suffocation. For a brief moment, you worried that Negan had decided that he had gotten in over his head, but once you woke up fully you realized that it was only an overpowering scent. It was musky and strong, smelling of burnt coffee and shot gun shells and some candle you used to burn before the world went to hell; it was pleasant, something you’d like to burrow into and bask in for days. Right now, though, it was so overpowering you felt as if you were choking. You gasped, sitting upright. Negan was sat on the edge of the bed, smile on his face as he watched you gasp for air. You didn’t know what was worse, the fact that Negan had been watching you sleep, or that the smell was him. And you liked it.

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Hold on for Me (Steve Rogers x Reader)

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Summary: You loved him. He didn’t know. And then, on a mission, you go and do something stupid. But maybe it was for the best.

Word Count: 1198

Warning(s): blood, gunshot wound

A/N: i’m not really feeling this one, especially with how well granted did about a week ago. i’m trying to get through what i have left then i have some part two’s to do! also… the end is vague for a reason so do with it what you will ;-)

Prompt: Hi! Idk if you’re still taking requests but if you are, can I ask an angsty-fluffy one that has the line “I made the biggest mistake of falling in love with my /best friend/.” Or something like that. Or the girl’s in love with her best friend who likes someone else/doesn’t see her until she gives up on him trope? Steve/Reader, please. I SO love your writing and I can’t wait to read more!😊 - anon


“Shit, there’s more of them then we thought.”

“Hey, watch your language.”

Steve turned his head to look back at you just long enough for you to catch the glare he shot at you. You couldn’t help the smug grin that captured your lips, patting him on the back, and mumbling an apology. It obviously wasn’t the time to be making jokes, being that you were on a mission and all. But you really couldn’t help making fun of your best friend. Especially when Steve just made it so easy.

“On my count,” Steve whispered, and even though you were right behind him, he was amplified over the comms, just in case you were to get separated. “Three.”

You tightened your grip on your ICER. Steve moved his shield to the magnets on the sleeve of his uniform.

“Two.”

Steve looked back at you again. A soft smile crossed your face, forgetting, just for that split second, what you were there for. He nodded, and you broke out of it and nodded back.

“One!”

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anonymous asked:

Hey can I request brotherly bonding between 2D and Murdoc on plastic beach? Idk I'm just obsessed with tht phase

(Guess who started crying like a little fuckin bitch while writing this???? (hint: its me)…. enjoy the angst but love, also i hope this is what you meant ???????)

Plastic Beach was a strangely beautiful place, 2D had agreed with himself. It felt lonely and melancholy even if you shared the place with someone. Company did nothing about the feeling that this island left in your chest. Then again, sharing the island of garbage with none other than Murdoc Niccals was a difficult thing to call company; he was drunk all the time and when he wasn’t drunk, he was just in a horrible mood. It ended up with 2D spending a lot of evenings by the shore all alone, watching the waves and humming to himself. Murdoc was usually passed out by then. 2D always managed to put him in recovery position and that meant that nothing terrible could happen; he couldn’t choke on his own vomit, in fact, the worst thing that could happen was Murdoc pissing himself. It had happened a few times.

The evening sky was turning several colours of red, orange and pink. Only a glimpse of the sun was left in the horizon, and 2D took a swig of his beer and curled his toes in his flip-flops as a cold breeze washed over him from the sea. The wind seemed to come from all directions and it was pleasant.

Much to his surprise, Murdoc sat down beside him and 2D turned his head to figure out just how much he had had to drink today. It was easy to read if you looked at his eyes and how distant they were.

“You’re sober?” 2D asked in surprise, raising his brows at the sight. It was uncommon and almost quite scary.

“It’s Noodle’s birthday,” Murdoc replied, thinking it was enough of an answer, and it was. 2D couldn’t count on one hand how many times, he had heard him having nightmares now, waking up and gasping for air. It had always been about her.

“That’s right,” 2D said quietly, “Wanna talk about it?”

“Sod off,” Murdoc quickly replied and 2D responded by holding his hands up in defeat, his beer spilling slightly, “Just asking, it’s a special day for her. Remember when we caught her with the trimmer? Fuck, her hair was everywhere. We had to buy her like ten different hats and helmets for her birthday that year.”

“Yeah, poor thing didn’t know what the fuck that thing could do,” Murdoc smiled fondly but it quickly faded again and silence washed over them. 2D looked at the sky, watching how it turned more and more dark, and the waves more noisy and mysterious. Only a couple of hours left of her special day, at least where they were.

“I looked everywhere for her,” Murdoc finally said. Here we go, 2D thought to himself. Murdoc cleared his throat, “It just feels so hopeless, ya know? I don’t know where she is and I failed her.”

“You didn’t fail her, Muds,” 2D reasoned but Murdoc let out a sad chuckle, “Oh shut up, numbnut. I shouldn’t have stopped looking, God knows where the hell she is. She was a teenager, and I should’ve been there.”

“You’re not her father,” 2D shrugged, pouring the rest of his beer out into the water and Murdoc sighed, “But I should’ve been, ya know? I-it should’ve been me, you two were way too young to handle a teenager anyway.”

“Well, I can handle you,” 2D smirked and it earned him a slap to the back of his head, causing him to wince but not smirk any less.

“No wonder I screwed her over so bad,” Murdoc said as he closed his eyes briefly, “I’m not even old enough in my own fucking head to have responsibilities like that. What do I know about raising kids? I sure fucked up.”

“It’s something you learn, I guess,” 2D tried and furrowed his brows. Sober Murdoc felt strange and slightly uncomfortable, “You can’t be good at everything from the beginning.”

“What have I got to learn this kind of responsibility from? My own father? He was an old cunt, loved humiliating me, humiliating the everloving shit out of me, and make me feel like I was a waste of space.”

“Oh c'mon, you old man,” 2D sighed.

“No, honestly, some family, huh?” Murdoc snarled.

“Muds, calm down.”

“No, look - I failed her so badly and I can’t even wish her a happy birthday.”

“Wait here,” 2D finally said and left the seaside. Murdoc rolled his eyes and grabbed the empty bottle, lifting it up and was just about to smash it. 2D grabbed his wrist, “Don’t. I’d have to go get another one and pour it out. Drunk Murdoc Niccals will hate it when I tell about the waste of beer.”

“What on earth are you talking about, dimwit?” Murdoc snapped but tilted his head as 2D handed him a piece of paper as well as a pen.

“Write her something, I don’t have to read it, just write her something and we’ll tape up the bottle and throw it into the sea,” 2D said, causing Murdoc to narrow his eyes. He eventually gave in and took the pen.

It took him a moment to write a short message and then another moment to read it through at least ten times. He eventually nodded and 2D handed him the tape to seal it.

Soon, it was floating away from them and 2D decided not to ask what Murdoc had written. Instead he just stood a bit closer to him, daring to wrap an arm around him. To his surprise, Murdoc did nothing but just leaned his weight ever so slightly into him.

“We’re your family now, Muds.”

There was no answer from Murdoc for a long time but a hand was placed on his shoulder, and it was good enough for 2D.

“I think I’ve got an idea for a new song,” Murdoc said after a long while, watching the bottle float away, “A title at least.”

“Yeah? What is it?”

“Empire Ants.”

My thoughts are all over the place...

Idk guys but i think viktor actually falls in love with yuuri in chapter 4 back when they ran into each other in the bathroom:

“Viktor Nikiforov was standing in front of him, looking faintly shocked at the sudden appearance of a small Japanese boy who had just walked straight into him and proceeded to make a fool out of himself with his stuttering apologies. The Russian’s cheeks were a little flushed and there was a slight hitch to his breath as though he had been running just moments previously. If Yuuri had to guess he would assume Viktor had been running from the paparazzi that were still swarming the halls of the stadium. Since his senior debut, Viktor’s popularity had only grown and press and fans alike were clamouring to get a glimpse of the teenager at every event he attended.”

Now, idk if the blushing and the little hitch in his breathing was actually because of the paps or yuuri but its pretty similar to the banquet scene at the end of ep 10. And if i remember correctly, after that Viktor paid a little more attention to him like in chapter 6 when yuuri caught him staring… and two chapters later he asked yuuri to dance, all nervous like 🤔 ((why would he do that if he didnt have some sort of interest in him?)) ((maybe he did it because yuuri won and he wanted to make some sort of a peace offering?? Shit idk))

Or maybe he could’ve fell in love with yuuri after he first saw him skate which we now know was back in chapter 3. And we know how Vik felt after watching him skate so that could’ve stirred up something within him but idk–

Or maybe he could’ve fell for him much later–
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I may be wrong 😂 bc we wont know until we get Vik’s POV but, its just my thoughts.

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Objections?
Your Theories?

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Jaehyun - Pizza-girl & Dimple-boy

genre: fluff and other stuff idk some college!au thingy majingy
word count: 5,527
plot: Yo mama ineffable mark HAHHAHHHAHAHAHAH (as you know personally I love reading your fanfics) Im gonna request something. Can you write about a pizza deliverer (a girl) not knowing she is delivering to Jaehyun’s house during his break. okay I believe your creativity from here 💕 Please write more often I will support you forever💖💖
A/N: @jaelyeoh sorry for taking 103473475638324 years ily hope this won’t be a disappointment. the ending is so gross

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So….it was my friend’s 21st birthday party last night…

- I got there and Raychel was immediately like “Molly are you planning on drinking?” and I was like “Yes duh” and she, deep-voiced, goes “Good. You deserve it. You deserve the world and I deserve to see you get it”

- I forgot that I hate chocolate vodka and got a spiked milkshake at the restaurant

- People were just. screaming about anime. Everyone else in the place must have hated us

- “the asshole is my enemy and needs to be punished.”

- “So…my girlfriend like, bought chloroform?” “Have fun with that.”

- I literally forgot to get her a present whoops

- birthday girl, on her third drink: “Listen I know we’re going  back to my house to drink after this but don’t worry!!! I’m not gonna get that drunk tonight, it won’t be bad”

- l m a o

- we get to her house, immediately start doing shots. I hadn’t touched anything yet bc there was a bottle of electric blue shit and I knew damn well that was going into my body but I was told to wait until people got back with sodas for mixers

- but this guy Patrick who I went all thru grade school with goes “Molly, you’re a real man”, hands me a bottle of whiskey and was like “I feel like my entire childhood was leading up to drinking whiskey with you” and honestly I couldn’t argue??? I felt that way too

- a wholesome experience I’m sure all of our old teachers would be so proud to see us finally bonding and getting along lmao

- Jacqui wanted some whiskey and we’re like “you had two margarita’s at the restaurant maybe not” but she didn’t listen and after she took a shot I had to hide the bottle from her to stop her from having any more lol

- Jacqui, drunk “Mollllly you’re my wiiiiife!”

- Raychel (bd girl) also drunk, across the room “But she’s my alpha husband what the fuck!!!!”

- I was not fucking looking when Raychel’s drink was mixed but it was like. Emerald fucking green. I know it had the sour apple shit vodka in it but idk what else. And then they added food dye and cake glitter so it turned into a galaxy drink holy shit

- Jacqui mixed the blue stuff with sprite and I took a sip and it tasted amazing??? So then I poured my own and I don’t know if I used too much alcohol or too much soda but it tasted like draino I literally had a brief Heather Chandler moment

- Kept drinking it but that’s besides the point

- Now, we need to talk about my alcohol tolerance. It’s high. It’s strong.

- So almost everyone else was drunk out of their asses and I’m sitting there like???? What the fuck???? I want to be intoxicated???? This is hell???? Like at this point I had to have had??? A total six or so shots of vodka and the whiskey and I was FINE and mad about that lmao

- That’s my thing it takes me forever to get drunk and then I get really drunk and blessedly never have hangovers so I can’t really complain I guess?

- But when this happens the logical next step is to drink more lmao Raychel started insisting I share her ridiculous drink with her

- That thing….tasted like everything Jesus died to save us from.

- Also I think I ended up drinking more of it than she did lmao

- Pocket full of sunshine started playing and half the room got turnt while the other half watched in confusion

- I kept trying to take selfies with Raychel and in ever one??? She looks inhumanely gorgeous???? And I look like a goblin???? What the fuck

- At this point I was finally getting drunk so Raychel gave me her phone going “you have my favorite face in the world take so many selfies for me!!!” and….bitch I did. I had that phone for about three hours, barely put it down, loved every single one of my angles for the first time in my life, and I honestly do not know how many selfies of me she’s going to find later lmao

- “I once made an art piece out of my pubic hair but like I lost it in someone’s apartment”

- Garrett, who’s apparently never drank before, whisper-yelling in horror “I took a lot of shots….On purpose!!!! ….I’m sorry,”

- He got very wasted very fast and then went upstairs to sleep lmao

- Raychel started crying telling me I was pretty and I was like “Thanks but you do this when you’re sober so I don’t believe you??” and then her friend who barely talks to me comes over and is like “Honey listen I’m the least drunk person her and you’re gorgeous” and it eventually spiraled into “Molly, CHRISTINA AGUILERA thinks she’s ugly. Lady GaGa- BRITTNEY SPEARS CLEARLY HAS SELF ESTEEM ISSUES EVEN THO SHES A FUCKING SEX ICON. So you’re- OH my God!!! Adam Lambert probably thinks he’s the ugliest fucker in the world!!!!! So you’re beautiful!!!!” and like honestly? Feeling good rn

- To counter this I spent like half the night telling Patrick’s shy and quiet girlfriend Maura that she was the prettiest person I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t leave this poor girl alone she was adorable omfg

- Raychel, the one who ‘wasn’t going to get that drunk’: *spinning wildly, holding 13 conversations at once, constantly yelling about the pubic bone and the vulva, crying about plastic babies in a glitter tube*

- UPDATE AS IM TYPING THIS: Raychel has announced that she found a total of 438 pictures and videos on her phone OH MY GOD @PAST ME

- And that’s only on her phone I got a lot on my phone too and other people had cameras out lord knows how many were taken

- So when I’m drunk I feel a little lightheaded but ultimately fine until I like move a limb and it’s like ‘holy shit my head isn’t connect to my body’ like. so fucking dizzy. At one point I stood and was like ‘who wants to bet I can’t walk to the bathroom’ and someone decided to walk me there lmao

- Someone made glitter bombs out of eggs and we threw them in the street while angrily screaming things like “I LOVE MY FAMILY!” and “WHY DOES EVERY ACTUALLY NICE GUY I MEET HAVE A SMALL DICK!”

- Raychel gave me a tiny ball of clay and I really treasured it but then it broke apart I was so sad

- “Burt Macklin is a fucking bitch!” “Don’t talk to the kitten that way he’s the prettiest cat I’ve ever seen!”

- Jacqui got a slice of cake and then remembered she cannot eat when she’s drunk so I ended up eating. just a lot of cake

- My Little Pony songs were playing on the tv???? I’m still not sure how that got started

- Screaming about Alaska Thunderfuck

- I bet Patrick he’d be the first to puke but he left and I think I threw up in the bathroom???? I’m not 100% positive I did but the fact that I have doubt means he wins unfortunately

- There was one guy there I don’t think I actually got his name but he gave me a great hug when he was leaving. You know when like a bird lands on you and you feel like you’re special and have been chosen???? That’s what the hug felt like lmao

- Someone pulled buffalo chicken dip out of thin air which is my weakness and she told me to have some but like. I put one dipped chip in my mouth and knew it was a mistake. I felt it in my stomach. I hadn’t even fucking swallowed yet it was literally just in my mouth and my body was like ‘bitch can you take a break and let me live!’ omfg

- Since Raychel finally dumped her boyfriend I had no qualms about telling her I didn’t like him and she asked why and I was like “he tried to mansplain Greek mythology to me and he wasn’t even right!!!” and for some reason that made at least five people loose it.

- At the stroke of midnight, Raychel, pointing to the crucifix in the living room. “JESUS….HE’S HERE. HE’S ALIVE.”

- At some point I apparently started drunk texting a few of my friend’s that weren’t there w h o o p s

- Me, trying to explain myself to them this morning “You know, that Easter wine just really gets to me”

- I was stuck in the ‘coming down’ stage for like a million years. Like, still clearly drunk but Not As Bad

- And I was trying to get better before I texted my mother for a ride so like. I spent so long chugging water. I literally don’t think I’ve ever had that much water in my entire life. Raychel’s father and sister kept getting it for me as I continuously told them they were life savers. But it barely helped omfg

- Was definitely still a little wobbly when I woke up for water at like 6:30 but all good now and the hangover skipped over my soul @my genetic makeup bless you

- Fun night though!!! But now I’m off to an Easter family party so…we’ll see how that goes lol

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Henry Turner

Worry, angst, fear, relief, fluff, love

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean

Request: “If you wouldn’t mind… Could you possibly write one with Henry Turner were the reader literally "falls” (like faints)deathly ill while doing something with Henry and his parents (maybe Jack?) with just like a high fever, shivers, coughing blood, knocked out… And he is like on a rampage to make her better and is freaking out and the three adults don’t even know how to help… And idk. Maybe you can chose if she lives or dies? All I know is I am craving angsty fluff.“

Word count: 960

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