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Thirteen Reasons Why - Explained

Thirteen Reasons Why

I’ve seen a lot of posts about Hannah being a ‘drama queen’ or overreacting to small things everyone did so I thought I’d explain a bit about what I understood.

1. Justin - Justin exaggerated what he and Hannah did. While this seems mild, it set Hannah up for a terrible high school career because she earned the reputation of 'slut’. This happens so often in schools and in the adult world and can RUIN someone’s life in a certain, if not all areas.

2. Alex - Alex put Hannah as having the best ass against Jessica as the worst. It is clear that the internet is doing its thing again and not taking time to understand things properly; this was NOT A COMPLIMENT AND HANNAH HAD EVERY RIGHT TO BE ANGRY. It was a clear violation of friendship and an obvious example of men pitting women against each other for their own benefit.

3. Jessica - I’m going more by the book here, but Jessica was on the tapes because she didn’t believe Hannah and abandoned her when she needed her. A clear example of how people can easily be lead by others and girls turning on each other because of guys. Jessica deserved to be on the tapes because she didn’t hear Hannah’s side of the story and instead took her anger out on her first friend at the school.

4. Tyler - I don’t think I need to explain much about this, but he abused his position as a photographer in school to violate boundaries for his own pleasure similar to how a lot of people in a power exploit those below them. He made Hannah feel vulnerable and took the lack of comfort she felt at school to her own bedroom.

5. Courtney - I suppose this is kind of harder to understand. Courtney was a closeted lesbian and therefore it is understandable that she was upset at the thought of her being outed before she was ready, but Hannah confided in her to help her expose someone else and instead she protected herself by further ruining Hannah. This shows the selfishness of those who feel the need to protect themselves by harming others.

6. Marcus - I haven’t seen much on Marcus honestly, but I dislike him immensely. He took advantage of Hannah because of the impression of her he had put together from rumours created by other reasons (Justin, Courtney) which is an expression of how men feel owed something from women, especially those who are seen as 'slutty’.

7. Zach - At first glance, Zach doesn’t seem too bad. At half a second glimpse, this changes. Hannah rejected him because he said something silly, a mistake, and if he had made an obvious effort to explain and apologise, he could have helped Hannah. Instead, he chooses to punish her by preventing her from receiving happiness from others. This is one of the clearest examples of how men can’t handle a woman’s right to say 'no’ and reject him…

8. Ryan - This tape is similar to that of Tyler in that he made her feel unsafe. What Tyler did was worse than Ryan, however the effect of Ryan’s actions had (in my opinion) worse consequences that Tyler’s. Ryan published her poem because he thought it was something that needed to be shared, a selfish and naive action (when considering the maturity of high school students), which meant that Hannah’s personal thoughts were no longer her own. She was not comfortable at school, home or in her own mind.

9. Clay - Though I agree when Hannah states that he shouldn’t have been on the tapes, Clay does represent 'everyone else’ who stands by and watched people like Hannah slowly fade and retreat into themselves because of the actions of others. The 'bystanders’ if you will, whose lack of part in our stories can be just as important as those who intrude on us.

10. Justin - It is evident in the series that Justin was extremely haunted by the rape at Jessica’s party and this is probably why he is gaining so much sympathy… this is also why I recommend you all READ THE BOOK. Justin stood by and watched his friend rape his girlfriend, why is he receiving more sympathy than I’ve seen for Jessica? Of course it was hard for Justin to witness that, but staying friends with Bryce and staying with Jessica without telling her is reason enough for him to be on the tapes again.

11. Jenny - Jenny was kind to Hannah, offering her a lift home, but she didn’t take responsibility for knocking down the stop sign which lead to someone’s DEATH. The guilt that Hannah was left with from this (because she was in the car) was understandably overwhelming, especially as the victim was a classmate who was blamed for drunk driving. Jenny is an example of how our reckless actions and lack of responsibility for them can destroy other lives; is that not the entire plot?

12. Bryce - Lord help you if you need an explaination.

13. Mr Porter - A perfect example of how there is not enough support out there for students (and people in general, honestly). The counsellor advising Hannah to 'move on’ after she confides in him that she was raped is one of the most haunting moments in the entire series, solidifying her reason for suicide- she had no comfort amongst her classmates, in her own home, in her mind and now, the specialist designated for dealing with situations like this bore no real interest in her problems and told her to 'move on’.

It’s extremely important for us when watching shows with topics like this to remember many things.

First, the show is not just this situation. Everything represents something more in society; each tape side is a problem in the world that leads to suicide, not only a small action by one character leading to Hannah Baker’s suicide. If you need help in understanding this, or want something else similar to this story, I recommend watching or reading 'An Inspector Calls’ by J.B. Priestly- a masterful piece tackling classism/sexism and how each person’s seemingly small actions lead to a girl’s suicide.

Second, memes are sometimes funny. The 'Clay every time he sees Tony’ memes are really funny, the 'fuck off, Courtney’ memes are funny, but the 'welcome to your tape over a slight inconvenience’ memes, they’re not. The show is raising awareness for the seriousness of suicide, not to create a fanbase of jokes about it. Promoting these after you watch the show, is a clear statement that you haven’t understood why it was made and is completely unacceptable.

Third, separate the character from the actor. Justin Prentice is NOT Bryce Walker, do not spam his comments with disgusting name calling or threatening- this is CLEARLY wrong and unnecessary. This also works the other way: Brandon Flynn is NOT Justin Foley. Just because Brandon is attractive and nice, doesn’t mean his character becomes as such.

Please don’t turn 13 reasons why into another generic element of pop culture. I love pop culture, don’t get me wrong, but we have a tendency to begin digging for meaning and giving up halfway; overusing the profound starting points of progress we find by loosely throwing them around, emptying them of all meaning.

13 Reasons Why

Thoughts on 13 Reasons Why characters and a rating of how much I dislike them from 1 being “my baby!!!!” to 10 being “FUCK THEM THEY CAN ROT” 

Hannah Baker: Didn’t deserve everything she went through especially rape. She pushed some people away though and sometimes she was kind of idk how to word it but I didn’t like stuff about her at times. Either way she deserved so much better than what she got. Deserved to be happy with Clay. 2/10.

Clay Jensen: Will fight anyone for Hannah. He was so shy around her and didn’t know what to do whenever he was with her, he’s so precious. Sometimes there were some things he did that didn’t sit right with me but he definitely deserved a happy ending with Hannah Baker; they deserved to be happy and in love and ugh. Also… took like 4823707592 years to listen to the tapes? 2/10.

Tony Padilla: Gay POC which I love because we need more of them. I love him he was so patient with Clay and all he ever did was try and protect Hannah’s wishes. Glad he shared the tapes with Hannah’s parents because they deserved to know why she killed herself instead of being left in the dust wondering why. I was always so happy when he came on screen. CLAY LISTEN TO THE GODDAMN TAPES. 1/10.

Jeff Atkins: My pure cinnamon roll, didn’t deserve to die because of a stupid girl who couldn’t own up to her mistakes. I hate how nobody including his parents and except Clay never knew he wasn’t drunk that night he died. Just wanted Clay and Hannah together. Your fave is problematic: uses “unique” 7 times in an essay. -5435973495797/10. I love him forever, hes so great. Never did anything bad.

Justin Foley: Didn’t deserve the home life he had BUT i really hated him for what he did to Hannah and the fact that he’s a rape enabler and a rape apologist like he literally let his best friend rape his unconscious girlfriend, covered up for him, and lied to her about it and then when she found out, he STILL was justifying what he and Bryce did by telling her that he didn’t tell anyone because Bryce does all this shit for him. KNEW that whatever happened at that party was fucking Jessica up but didn’t come forward until the very end. Claims he cared for her but you don’t do that shit to someone you claim you care about. Fuck him for that. 8/10.

Jessica Davis: She was so cool and nice in the beginning but then I hated how she got mad at Hannah and slapped her for the list instead of Alex, like really??? You think she asked to be on that list?? PLEASE. But after all that, she was still nice towards her and was never ill-mannered when it came to Hannah. Also, can we talk about how she didn’t deserve to be raped??? Justin Foley DEFINITELY didn’t deserve her. YOU GO GIRL. TELL HIM YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE HIM AGAIN. 5/10.

Alex Standall: He made some poor decisions making that list for a stupid reason and then letting Hannah pay the price. I somewhat like him though. I think he was a redeemable character and had a conscience (although it was too late, rip Hannah Baker) and felt that he needed to own up to it and tell the truth, was ready for whatever penalty he was gonna get. Was the only one (for a while) who thought what the others were trying to do was stupid. He definitely deserved better too, he didn’t deserve to shoot himself (or in other theories, didn’t deserve to be shot by Tyler). Please be okay…please be alive, baby. 4/10. 

Courtney Crimsen: GIRL, BYE. I hate and will always hate her character so much. Her and Bryce should just rot. She was a rape apologist and only cared about herself. Like girl I get that coming out is hard, I haven’t even done it, but to fuck up Hannah’s life like that? Are you serious? Justified Bryce’s actions to hide her truth. And she fucked up Jessica’s life too, in my opinion. She tried so hard to convince herself (and others) that Hannah was lying, Bryce isn’t a rapist, and that Jessica was never raped just so she can stay in the fucking closet. Like there’s nothing wrong with being gay. And she has two gay dads for fucks sake. 10/10 would always hate her again. 

Zach Dempsey: I think he genuinely liked Hannah but after all the shit Hannah had been through and the fact that his friends were his friends, I definitely see Hannah’s side of why she shot him down. I think he, himself, was lonely too but in different way; just because someone’s popular doesn’t mean they’re not lonely. Didn’t get compliments so he stole Hanah’s when she needed it most (I hate how he did that ugh like WHY…did you really need it?). Redeemable character, though. Also…HE KEPT HANNAH’S NOTE IN HIS WALLET!!! 5/10.

Tyler Down: Fuck him. A fucking creep. Like, he stalked people and took pictures of them when they were unaware (especially Hannah) and when she confronted him, HE FUCKING SENT THE PICTURE TO EVERYONE. Claims he “loved” Hannah but really?? FUCK HIM. Why did he even have so much guns? I’m pretty sure he’s planning a school shooting…fucking psychopath…”I can take care of myself” BOY BYE. And if he did shoot Alex, FUCK HIM EVEN MORE. 9/10.

Ryan Shaver: Didn’t respect Hannah’s wishes. Only cared about himself and poetry. Didn’t even care that Hannah didn’t want her shit to get out. I only liked him whenever he said Bryce is a rapist and that Courtney should just shut the fuck up and stop justifying Bryce’s actions. 8/10.

Marcus Cole: He cared more about himself and his reputation more than anyone. Thought he was the shit. Sexually assaulted Hannah then called her easy for refusing. 9/10.

Sheri: I liked her and she was genuinely nice but she crashed the stop sign and left a drunken Hannah at the scene and fled. Caused Jeff to die and I hate her for it. Though she reported it because she knew it was the right thing to do, it was already waaay too late. 6/10 because of Jeff.

Bryce: Rapist. Douchebag. Scum of the earth. He didn’t even think what he did was wrong. He raped two fucking girls and didn’t even feel remorse. He just thought every girl wanted him and that was that. I hate him so much, he can die. 102804802020x100000/10.

Mr. Porter: Could have tried better to stop Hannah from killing herself. She was set on suicide until she had doubts and needed just one person to help her and the one person she came to didn’t care enough to chase after her when she left his room that day. Worst. Guidance Counselor. Ever. 8/10.

My thoughts on 13 Reasons Why Characters (Contains Spoilers)

Hannah Baker: I hate everything that happened to Hannah.Those terrible scenes just grabbed my heart and crumbled it into dust. She went through so much and felt like she had no one to talk to. Majority of her friends just betrayed her except for Clay Jenkins. The only thing about Hannah that I found messed up about her was that she pushed away the one person that actually wanted to be there for her. 

Clay Jensen: I felt bad for him, having to hear about the awful things done to the person he loved and watching him struggle to try and get justice for her. I just wished he was able to overcome the fear he had when talking to Hannah and told her how he really felt. There was that moment where he was a dick to her when she tried to talk about the car accident and he completely shut her down. 

Tony: Ever since the beginning i got this mysterious vibe off Tony and i didn’t really like it but i realized it was all for Hannah and honoring what she wanted, I’m really glad he decided to show Ms. Baker the tapes even though I was dying for him to tell her sooner.

Jeff Atkins: OMG WHY?!? JUSTICE FOR JEFF TOO! He had absolutely nothing to do with the tapes and all he wanted was Clay to be happy and to be with Hannah. He was such a sweet guy who definitely didn’t need to go. 

Jessica Davis: I loved her, then i hated her, and then I felt really bad for her and like Hannah I hope Jessica gets the justice she deserves. I really liked her at the beginning, she was such a cool person and her and Hannah were so so similar. They had that friendship, where you can consider each other sisters. But then I hated how she automatically blamed Hannah instead of Alex for the list that he made and then blamed her for end of their break-up. She didn’t even try to listen to Hannah. And I hated that she didn’t want to see justice for a girl who was once her friend. But then it all started to make sense and it was because she was fed a soup full of lies by her boyfriend. 

Justin Foley: I feel like Justin Foley actually does have a good heart but he just didn’t make the right decisions. I loved how much he cared about Jessica but what he did to her was completely awful. But, it killed me when he called out to his mom after her boyfriend just choked her son and she just walked away. And what really also got to me was when he told Jessica about almost jumping and said he couldn’t because he was thinking about her almost made me forget about what he did but then Jessica told him off, and I remembered the pain he helped cause her. It’s clear that what he did was eating him up inside (as it should) and now he just has to live with that

Bryce aka dickshit: FUCK HIM. HOPE HE CREMATES IN HELL. If you watched the show, i’m pretty sure this is all I need to say about that disgusting animal. 

Courtney Crimsen: Hate her. Hated her. And still hate her. I understand she didn’t want people knowing she was lesbian but that was no reason to throw Hannah under the bus. Coming out is hard, especially when you go to school with a bunch of judgmental, immature idiots but that’s still not a justification for what she did. And then i absolutely hated her when she tried to stand up and protect Bryce like he wasn’t a rapist who raped not only Hannah but Jessica too. I get she was lying to herself about him not be a rapist so she wouldn’t have to consider herself a lesbian but she just needed to finally admit the truth to herself. 

Sheri: I liked her and….. i don’t hate her. She should’ve called the cops but I understand her reasons her hitting and running a stop sign. She was scared. But she should’ve never left an slightly intoxicated Hannah there after she offered her a ride. But i do feel like Sherri has her heart in the right place by hanging around the old man who got in the accident and by finally going to the police. 

Alex Standall: I hated him for making the list and letting Jessica be mad at Hannah for it. But he was the only one who actually had a brain in the ‘lets take Clay down so the world won’t know about all the horrible things we’ve done” group. He was the first one to actually wanted to tell the truth and accept the punishments. He was also a sweet character and I really hope he isn’t dead. 

Zach: I thought he was sweet too. But i didn’t like how he didn’t speak up for Hannah and actually take into consideration that she needed help, but i can’t really blame him for the fact that he was scared and it’s hard to know that there’s something wrong with someone and actually being able to help them. Knowing that there’s something really dark about a person and just freezing up with fear and not knowing what to do. And what people do in situations like this is they take the easy way out and just ignore it and act like it never happened. But i truly think he actually liked Hannah. 

Tyler: Fucking creep. Seriously he should have his camera shattered into a million and one pieces. And i know this is just a theory but i just wanna put this out there and most of you are probably thinking this too but i’m pretty sure Tyler shot Alex. He had all those guns and he took down Alex’s picture. It makes sense. Anyways, i don’t understand why he was trying so hard to try and get into the  ‘lets take Clay down so the world won’t know about all the horrible things we’ve done” group. I think he’s a psychopath and that side of him will unravel in season two of this show.  

Marcus Cole: I thought he was actually a nice guy when he asked Hannah to go out with him and then once he came and hour late and sexually assaulted Hannah that’s when I hated him. He cared wayy to much about his reputation. 

Ryan: self-centered douche bag. The only moment i’ll applaud him is when he shut Courtney down when she tried to deny Bryce was a rapist. I saw his point on having her poem open to the world and about her struggles reaching out and connecting to other people’s problem but it was personal and he should’ve asked for permission. 

Mr. Porter: What’s the point of having a guidance counselor if they’re not going to help guide you out of your problems?? I’m happy he felt bad for not being able to stop what Hannah did to herself. Out of all these people, he was the only one that actually gets paid to help people out of their problems   

Sharing Is Caring

Originally posted by knightlley


Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request: “Hey! Can you write a JeffxReader? Where the reader is Clay sister (and have a secret crush on Jeff), someday she was going to sleep in Hanna’s house, but for some reason she didn’t stay to sleep and when she go home she find Jeff slepping in her bed. You can choose how it ends. Thank you! :D”

Words: 1.247

A/N: I am happy that I received a Jeff imagine! Although I didn’t want to leave Hannah alone, because I can imagine the reader being on the tapes after because of it. Yup, I am a little bit paranoid. Sorry. Anyways, I hope you like it and I would be grateful if you send other requests!
Thank you.

- G. x

Link: Part 2

Warning: (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.


“Oh my God, you seriously like Jeff Atkins?” Hannah exclaimed excitedly and energetically as she knew the secret you’ve been keeping for years.

“Who wouldn’t like him?” You stated as if it was normal to like Jeff. Well, he was good looking, kind and funny. He had the characteristics you were looking for a boy and you knew that he was the one when you met him.

“Aw, I hope he likes you back.” Hannah honestly said as she played with your (Y/H/C) hair while you both sat on her comfortable double bed. You decided to have a sleepover because it has been awhile since you last spent time together. She was one of your close friends and you loved her presence.

“Well, he’s older than me and I am out of his league.” You shrugged your shoulders as you felt a little bit down for what you’ve just said.

“Oh, cut it off! You are beautiful, intelligent and sweet, it is impossible to not fall in love with you.” Hannah comforted you as she praised you with her sincere words.

“Aw, Hannah.” You looked at her with a wide smile and you hugged her. “Thank you.”

“It was the truth.” She hugged you back as a nice friend she was.

“Talking of these boys,” You started as you broke the hug and she hid her face behind her hands as she already knew the next question. “how are you and my older brother, Clay?” You flashed a smirk and you saw her cheeks turned red.

“Oh my God, I knew it.” She laughed, still having her face hidden. “We’re friends, (Y/N). We work at the movie theatre and we talk at school, that’s it.”

“Jesus, Clay never asked you out?” You shook your head for your disappointment because you rooted for them being together. You considered Clay and Hannah as a perfect couple.

“He’s shy.” Hannah shortly answered.

“But it’s not an excuse! I would slap that dork silly, seriously.” You unleashed a long and deep sigh because Hannah seemed disappointed too and her being dismayed was one of the things you wouldn’t want to see. “I’ll talk to him, because I know that he likes you too, a lot!”

“Geez, really?” Hannah smiled widely and you nodded happily as her happiness came back once again.

“You can count on that!” You winked at her and she bit her lower lip. You stared at each other and you both let out some soft giggles for no reason, but it was interrupted as you heard some noise coming from the living room.

There was a discussion happening between Hannah’s parents and you could tell that she felt embarrassed for it. She hated it when they fought and having a friend hearing their complaints wasn’t one of the things that she wanted to happen.

“Are you okay, Hannah?” You worriedly asked and she just shook it off, obviously avoiding herself to ask you some help.

“(Y/N), do you mind if we cancel this sleepover?” She fidgeted with her warm blankets as she was nervous for your possible reaction.

“Oh no, it’s fine for me if you don’t feel comfortable. I mean, I would stay to cheer you up, but I will give you space if you want.” You sympathetically said as you understood her situation.

“I am fine, really.” She assured you. “I will call you if I ever need some help. Thank you.”

“Don’t bother to call me, okay?” You reminded her once again as you got up from her bed. You gathered your things and you put them in your backpack.

“Noted.” She smiled widely at you, not minding her parents anymore. She got up too and you both went outside her room as she led you to the house’s front door. Her parents stopped throwing shit at each other as they saw you going away and you could say that they felt guilty because of it.

“Good night, Hannah.” You sweetly greeted. “Call me or text me, okay? I am always here.”

“I know and I thank you for that.” She hugged you and you responded to it by hugging her back. “Good night.” She then let you go.

“Good night, see you tomorrow.” You said as you unlocked your bike’s chains. You then rode it as you said goodbye to Hannah once again. She watched you as you started to pedal way back home.

During your journey, you thought of Hannah’s family situation and you knew that it wasn’t your business but you wanted to help her. You wanted to help her, because you didn’t want for it to be one of the reasons she would feel sad or disappointed. Her life was already hard and you didn’t want for her to carry another problem on her back.

Once you arrived home, you silently went to your room, not wanting to wake anybody up. You plopped your things on your desk and you let yourself fall on the bed carelessly.

“What the fuck, Clay?!” You heard a deep voice complaining and you were shocked, mostly scared, for a moment. You were afraid to move, but you quickly searched for the lamp that rested on your bedside table and you turned the lights on. “Oh, it’s you (Y/N)!”

“What the hell are you doing in my room, Jeff?” You corrugated your forehead as you wondered why. You liked Jeff, but you knew that you had the right to be furious after what happened.

“Clay said that you were staying at Hannah’s!” Jeff sat up as he covered his shirtless body. “Boys can have sleepover too, duh!”

“Jeez!” You laughed even though you were annoyed. “I am sleeping on the couch downstairs then.”

“No, I am sleeping there. This is your bed and it’s not okay to let a woman sleep uncomfortably.” He ranted as he searched for his shirt and wore it soon after.

“It’s okay, Jeff. Stay here.” You flashed him a smile and you got up from your bed, ready to go out of the room.

“No!” Jeff protested. “We can share! It’s a double bed and I can sleep on one side and you on the other.”

“Hmm?” You raised an eyebrow as you considered his proposal.

“Only if it’s okay with you. If not, I am sleeping on the couch.” He smiled as he scratched his nape.

“Alright, I’ll share my bed with you.” You went back on the bed and you sat on your space. “Only because I don’t want for you to be uncomfortable, okay?”

“Alright, (Y/N).” You could bet that you saw him smirking before you turned the lights off.

“No malice, Jeff!” You slapped his muscular arm and he just let out a laugh. Oh, how much you loved that laughter. “Thank my parents because they taught us that sharing is caring.”

“I’m thanking Lainie and Matt tomorrow, don’t worry.” He jokingly answered and you just giggled because of it. “Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night, Jeff.” You smiled while you had your eyes closed. You couldn’t believe it, so you had a hard time drifting in your sleep, same for Jeff.

You were happy that you had a chance to share the bed with your ultimate crush and both knew that you would wake up hugging each other, but who cares? You both liked each other, you just had no guts to admit it and this is a great coincidence to show the affection to each other.


  • Cedric: I realized I never really thanked you properly for tipping me off about those dragons.
  • Harry: Forget about it. I'm sure you would've done the same for me.
  • Cedric: Exactly. So I'm gonna tip you off about something as well. See, Justin told me that he heard from Hannah, who talked to Parvati, who caught it from Lavender, who overheard Pansy, who was eavesdropping on Blaise, that Draco Malfoy has a huge crush on you.
  • Moody: Diggory! That's not the message I wanted you to pass on!
  • Cedric: Oh yeah, that's right. So Moody told me that Flitwick asked him, after he talked to McGonagall, who was instructed by Dumbledore, who nearly jinxed Snape when he didn't want to spill, to tell you that Draco wants to meet you at the top of the Astronomy tower at midnight.
  • Moody: There you go!
  • Harry: I'm so confused right now!
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It Started With A Note (Zach Dempsey)

From: 13 Reasons Why

Warning: shorter than usual? Visuals are shit

A/N: Let me apologize for the visuals because I just made that note on Photoshop and I’m a noob HAAHAHHAHA And incase you didn’t know, Badminton is a sport where in you use a racket. It’s pretty similar to tennis but different ball and rules and the racket is lighter.


It was the end of the first half of communications class. Honestly everyone found this class stupid but this was your favorite. Why? Because you loved understanding people and helping people out.

You see, in communications class, you had this thing called “compliment bags” the only rule was to be nice. And you loved it. You were always the type to write sweet notes to make people happy and you wrote for everyone…. except one guy. Zach Dempsey. He was your crush actually. You didn’t want to write in his in fear that he might tease you or he might laugh in your face. You were an athlete but you weren’t popular. You didn’t do group games. In fact, you played badminton and not much people watch your games but you loved it no matter what. You weren’t popular but you weren’t an outcast either. You just didn’t hang around Zach’s friends. And that’s why you were scared to approach him.

But to everyone you had nice notes for whether it was something as simple as “you look amazing today! Keep smiling and being you!” Or as complicated as “I saw that you were sad today and I really don’t know why, but I know that you are an amazing person with a strong personality and I know you can get through this. I wish you the best”

You checked your compliment bag to see 5. Surprisingly. You usually only get one and it was always anonymous. The anon usually wrote Pick up lines. You read the names out loud. “Hannah, Sheri, Alex, Skye and Anon??”

“Wow y/n/n! That’s a lot” Sheri says gesturing to the notes you had in your hands. “Uh thanks Sheri for yours” you say politely. “Damn girl, I’d thank you because you always write a note for me” she replies holding it up proudly. You laugh and look at Hannah. “What did you get?” You asked her keeping your notes. “Besides my usual note from you, I got another bunny” she smiled. “Aww what a cute bunny. I bet whoever wrote that likes you” you say winking at her. Both her and Sheri laugh as the begin talking about who the mystery bunny man could be. You glance to see your crush Zach looking in his bag frowning.

Your head slightly tilts to the side as you look at him confused. How could THE Zach Dempsey be sad about his compliment bag? He should have dozens of notes. You watched him trying to see how many notes he’s got but then he doesn’t pull out any and makes his way out. He turns back and you turn away pretending like you weren’t watching him. Sheri giggles at you and your obvious red cheeks.

“Hey Hannah, got anything?” He asks with a smile. “Nothing earthshaking. You?” She asks him folding her notes. “Nada. Kinda soul crushing, isn’t it?” He says walking out. Your heart melts upon hearing this.

“Poor Zach” Sheri begins. “I wonder how someone like him gets nothing though” Hannah asks, mostly talking to herself. You sigh and sit down and begin to write a note to him

‘I’m sorry this is late. I’ve been scared to write to you but I honestly love you and you deserve the best. Watching you sad makes me sad. You deserve all the notes from head to toe and I think you deserve to be loved and reminded how amazing you are. I love you I love you I love you. I’m sorry I can’t tell you in person. But smile for me and I’ll always be happy. Because you make me happy’

And you fold it and put it in his bag. “Nice way of making a move y/n/n” Sheri teases as you guys walk out. “He deserves it” you shrug. “So what does your anon note say?” Sheri asks gesturing to the note you just opened. “A letter. This time it’s a ü” you say putting it in your wallet. Little did they know you knew what the letters meant. And in your wallet written with the small letters read “I like u”

The notes from anon were the ones that made you smile the most. And another attached read “Good luck with your badminton tournament today” Wow, Anon does know everything. You giggle and hide your wallet and walk out communications class. You walk and sit with Alex today seeing as he was alone. Alex was your only close friend from Zach’s circle. You were friends with all of them but not enough to hang around with them. Little did you know that Alex’s friends were just finishing up.

“What’s up with the sports get up y/l/n?” Alex asks looking up as he takes a bite of his sandwich. “I have a tournament after lunch” You say putting down your gym bag. “No friends today?”

Alex was about to reply until the lunch doors open and you see all his friends. You begin to stand up before they walked over but you were too late. “No, y/n, stay! We’ve been meaning to hang out with you” Justin says grinning. You look over to Alex who shrugs. You sit back down as everyone else sits down. You were sat beside Zach and Justin, the two best friends, with Monty, Alex and Bryce sitting across. “You guys are less today” You comment biting an apple. “Yeah well Jess has cheerleading practice and Marcus has a student council thingy” Justin explains. “May I say, damn y/l/n, nice legs” Bryce comments. You shift in your seat uncomfortably. “shut up walker” Zach says in a half joking tone but you can tell he’s serious. Bryce shrugs it off.

“So what do we owe the pleasure to see THE y/f/n y/l/n wearing shorts?” Bryce asks winking. You force out a small chuckle and explain that you have a game. “Can’t wait to watch” He says winking. You glance at Zach seeing him ball his hands into a fist. You look at him confused but then shrug it off. You never spoke to Zach unless he talked to you first because you kinda feel like a nobody and you don’t want to make a fool out of yourself.

The bell rings and you shoot up grabbing your bag and fixing your shoe laces. “Good luck y/n” Zach says after walking out. You sigh knowing he probably won’t watch because it’s free cut for the rest of the school. It’s supposed to be so that they could watch but they usually throw a party and what not.

You walk into the sports hall and see your competitors warming up. “Y/n, guess who else is here to watch” Hannah states running up to you. “You?” You reply giggling. “Nope. Dempsey” she says pointing over to Zach who’s reading a note in the bleachers with a cute smile plastered upon his face

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“Is that-“ Hannah cuts you off before you have a chance to finish what your saying “Your note? Yeah. And I can tell he likes it. This is like the 4th time he’s been reading it. And he keeps asking Sheri who she thinks wrote it” she smiles beamingly. “Not now I’m gonna look disgusting when I play and I might be nervous and screw up the whole tournament” You sigh. “Tell him when you win y/n/n, plus you look amazing when you play” Hannah says patting your back then walking to the bleachers.

You breathe in and out then start the tournament.

Zach looked at his long time crush playing badminton, this was where he felt he could see her best. She looked flawless when she’d play. He clutched the note in his hand. “Sheri who wrote this?” he asked the curly haired girl. “I dunno, who do you want it to be Zach?” she asks him teasingly. “Honestly, I really like this girl and I wish she liked me back” Zach replies as a tint of red flushing upon his cheeks. “No way who?” Sheri asks looking around. Zach looks was about to reply until he saw you going in for a smash and all he could think about was how cute you looked with your shorts and jersey, how your ponytail swishes from side to side, how you have this different aura when you play. Hell he was mesmerized by you. “Zach? Zach? Zach who is it??” Sheri whines shaking Zach out of his trance. He blushes looking down “Number 13” he mumbles. “I knew you were here for a reason!” Sheri screams searching for “number 13”

“Yo Dempsey, what number is your girl?” Justin asks beside him. “13… and she’s not my girl…. yet” he mumbles. Sheri finally spots number 13 and once you turn around her face is filled with shock. “Sheri don’t tell” Zach pleads. “Zach, she wrote that note for you” Sheri says with a grin on her face.

Zach’s pleading face quickly turns into a wide smile. “What are you waiting for? Get her” Hannah whispers to him. “What? She’s playing” Zach says gesturing to the court. “You were to engrossed talking to Sheri, you didn’t see it was half time” Clay says beside Hannah. Zach quickly runs down to where you are. “y/n!” he says running up to you. You wave at him and smile “Hey Dempsey! And what do i owe this pleasure?”

“Did you write this?” He asks quickly bringing out the note you wrote and handing it to you. “You figured it out? Look Zach, I don’t want things to be awkward and I know you don’t feel the same way but please don’t point and laugh and make fun of me right now I reall-“ he quickly cut you off. “No, God I won’t do anything like that. I love you actually. Ever since I saw you. There’s something about you, i don’t know if its the way you move, the way you talk or the way you play badminton. Heck I don’t even know if its the way your hair falls perfectly on your shoulders, the way your eyes sparkle or those lips that are just so damn kissable” he says walking closer.

“If they’re so damn kissable, what are you doing talking to me” you whisper leaning in. And from hearing your consent, Zach smashes his lips on yours kissing you ever so gently. Holding you close like this would be the last, but both of you knew it wouldn’t be. Once you pull apart all you can do is smile at him and hug him.

“y/l/n! Stop smooching and get back in the game” Your coach yells just as the bell rings signaling break is over. “y/n! Wait” Zach calls as you jog back to your team. You turn around and he asks “Will you be my girl?” he shouts and its as if everyone in the whole sports hall stays quiet just to hear your answer. “I thought you’d never ask” You grin and begin to play. Zach grins widely and runs back to his seat.

“Nice one Dempsey!” Justin says patting him on the back. “You got the girl” Sheri comments. “Number 13 is all yours” Jessica winks. Zach just smiles as his cheeks heat up. He turns to Hannah and Clay “Thanks for waking me up”

“No problem jockhead” Hannah replies smiling. He watches you play, more than in love. But when he sees your smash he does what he’s been wanting to do ever since he walked in. He stands on the bleachers and screams “GO Y/L/N! THAT’S MY GIRL RIGHT THERE”

You suddenly get a rush of confidence and before you know it, You won the game. Everyone screams and lifts you up “MVP ! MVP!” they chant. You smile cheering with them while holding the trophy then someone lifts you and puts you on their shoulders. “I knew you could do it” Zach’s familiar voice rings through your head.

“You brought out the best in me” you shrug. You both walk out of the Sports hall and go to his car “hey Zach?” you say playing with his hair

“Yeah?” he replies holding you tighter so you won’t fall

“Let’s have our first date right now in Rosie’s…. if that’s okay” you mumble

“Of course baby” he says bringing you down. He opens the car door for you and closes it when you get in. He walks to the driver’s side and goes in.


He turns on the ignition but before driving he looks at you. “God I’m so lucky” he mumbles and leans in and kisses you once more and with that you both drive off

A post about the show 13 reasons why and why I don’t like Hannah Baker.

By the end of the first episode I really didn’t like Hannah. This didn’t change, not even when I felt emphaty. I’m really sorry if I’m one of the bad guys, I’m really sorry if I end up offending someone. But, remember, I’m a flawed person too. A person who needs to write her thoughts now.

The tapes: for me, revenge. As I see it, the tapes were Hannah’s way to get revenge on everyone who hurt her. They were not about explaining, making people understand, showing how people change. No, they were about payback and haunting. And if you want to tell me otherwise, I’m all ears. People told me she wanted to leave an explanation. She didn’t. Because the ones who deserved the explanation more than anyone were her parents, yes, the ones who were broken in a million pieces after her death. In fact, I cannot forgive Hannah Baker for killing part of her parents when she died in that bathtub.

Justin: we learn how Justin started everything, everything that lead her to her death. Yeah. But we also see how messed up his life was. The reason for him to act like an idiot. I grew fond of Justin. I understood him in some ways. I cannot defend him, I cannot say it was OK, none of it was. He did terrible things but in the end… He was so troubled I don’t think he could distinguish between right and wrong at any point. I feel weird cause, after all he did to Hannah and Jess, I have the strange emphaty towards him. Maybe I’m like him in some way, maybe I’m the kind who allows things to happen.

Jess: Jess was wrecked by the tapes. She went through hell. And maybe she wasn’t a good friend. But neither was Hannah. Telling everyone how Jess got raped and couldn’t even remember it was not fair at all. Saying Jess destroyed the friendship by herself was low. And I’ll defend Jess, yeah, cause no one did, cause Hannah pointed her finger but, apparently, she didn’t fight too hard to keep the friendship. Also, friends come and go, I’m sorry to say. And you cannot, ever, blame someone for your suicide because this person grew apart and couldn’t be a real friend to you for too long.

Zach: shit with Zach was weird, I’m gonna defend him too. He had things of his own, and he really liked her, apparently, she didn’t give him a chance. And he wasn’t mean to her cause he “didn’t get what he wanted”, he was mean in response to her being an asshole, too. So, Hannah can be hurt and be an idiot, but if the others do the same, they are monsters?

Marcus: total asshole. Tipical teenager. He didn’t care much. But he didn’t deserve to be tormented either.

Sheri: wtf? She did one thing wrong and this is proof the world is fucked up and a reason to kill yourself? The girl was nothing but kind and was ate by guilt before and after the tapes, did she deserve to be haunted like this? I don’t think so.

Courtney: one more that was judged because she wasn’t a real friend and didn’t want to be so, either. Can you blame her? No. She wasn’t true to herself? Maybe. Who am I to judge? Who was Hannah? Courtney was an idiot but she didn’t deserve to be exposed.

Ryan: another idiot, yes. Bad behaviour, selfish and all. Does he deserve to live his life thinking he was a reason for someone to commit suicide? I don’t think so. He deserved to pay for his actions, he deserved to know he acted wrong. But in the end he was just an idiot who didn’t try to destroy her in any way.

Tyler: the one who really needed some therapy. He was always bullyed and laughed at, even by Hannah. He had some real problems and carrying responsibility for her suicide would lead to some things that are much bigger than what was already shown. So, this is just an example of the consequences of the tapes.

Bryce: didn’t get to listen to the tapes. We never learn why Bryce was like he was. We never see him being punished and Hannah punishes everyone but him. So Clay has to do it for her. She wanted someone to fight for her and that I understand, mainly because I cannot imagine how she felt. Do I blame Bryce? For many things, yes. For her suicide? No. Because she doesn’t put all the blame in him. He’s not the last drop so at some point she thought she could handle things in a different way, she didn’t.

Mr Porter: he was not more than a counselor, and he cannot carry responsibility for her suicide. Was he good as a counselor? Probably not. Was he useful? Not at all. Everyone is fighting their own battles day after day, he was too, and that’s why he wasn’t there for her. How could he know? Can he be guilty because he gave a crappy advice and didn’t go after her like she wanted? I don’t think so. She left. That’s on her.


Clay: she put Clay through hell, for what? FOR WHAT? he felt like crap, he felt guilty, he faced some shit he clearly didn’t deserve to. So, why? Listening to the tapes was pure torture to Clay. She affected him for good and that doesn’t seem fair at all. She put him in danger, a danger he didn’t deserve. Torturing Clay was low, and I cannot accept it, I cannot like Hannah Baker when I know she was totally aware of how bad the tapes would hit Clay.

Alex: the ultimate consequence… The list was a childish stupid shit to do, yes. Going to the boy’s locker room was too. Why did she do that? She wasn’t allowed there and it was obvious they would talk even more after that. Blaming him for destroying Hannah and Jesse’s friendship? Unfair and stupid. Alex was a thunderstorm, he had so much going on inside his head, he couldn’t even handle Hannah’s thunder, or anything else, to be honest. I would have liked to learn more about him… After all, Hannah’s suicide lead to his. So, are we to blame Hannah the way she blamed him? Alex couldn’t handle the pressure, the guilt and he gives all the signs, he silently walks to his death and noone sees it, no one cares. So what good did the tapes do? They didn’t prevent anything, on the contrary, they lead to destruction and more and more pain. Hannah wanted to be a ghost seeking revenge and she got it.

The parents: the ones who are fucked up without doing anything, without stupid tapes to explain shit. The main reason why I can’t stand Hannah is the fact that, when she killed herself, she was gone, the pain was gone, and exactly at this moment her parent’s worst nightmare began. She didn’t think of them. She didn’t leave a note for them. She dedicated her last week to torment all the kids at school but not a word for her parents. Her mother’s desperation crushed me. She killed herself but she broke them, in a million pieces, never to be put together again. Can you tell me that’s not selfish? Not even a little? I just cannot forgive something like that, because finding your kid dead in the tub is pretty much the worst thing a parent can face.

Edit: if you don’t agree and GET MAD at me, please don’t reply. If you agree or don’t and want to reply with your own non-aggressive opinion, please reply. Edit 2: in case you didn’t understand, I don’t judge the reasons for which she killed herself, I don’t dislike her because of that. I just don’t like the tapes themselves and the apparent reasons for which she left them.
Lancelot

@timcanpy-the-golem hopefully this is good!

-Lotor was proud that they decided to call him in

-for the most part, they had kept him out and away from everything, because while he was smooth and did have potential, a thing or two almost always went wrong

-but Lotor was ready to move past that. it had been years since the last time he was in charge and he was going to show everyone that he was ready now

-he plans and plans and plans. once he was sure that nothing could go wrong, he decides it’s finally time to put it in action

-everything was great until it was time for him to meet the paladins

-he had them trapped in a room that he was about to enter and demand them to lower the force fields around the castle and lions

-as he walked in he could see the fear and confusion. everything was going exactly how he- wait dang, the one in blue is h o t

-he ends up tripping and falling right onto a tied up Lance

-he quickly stands up and hopes to move past it as if nothing had happened but he can’t think of anything to say because he was mentally screaming

-Lotor’s too distracted by the way the blue paladin was looking at him in disgust, and the other galra try to take over, but the paladins end up getting away

-a couple of days passed and Lotor’s on a planet in hopes of forgetting and moving on

-guess who shows up

-Lance sees him from behind and starts to flirt

-Lotor realizes that Lance thought he was female and turns around and makes it clear that that was not the case, ignoring the pangs in his heart

-Lance is shocked originally because this is a dude, a galra dude, but hey, this guy is hot, and there are some good galras such as Keith and the Blade of Marmora so as long as he’s not gonna punch him Lance’ll continue

-Lotor wonders why Lance doesn’t recognise him and realizes that he wasn’t wearing his armor and helmet anymore

-Lance notices Lotor’s face and is all, ok I think I’m bothering this guy too much I’ll just go

-but as he’s leaving Lotor gives some sort of really smooth pick up line and Lance is like, “dang”

-Lotor continues to be super smooth and “accidentally” continues to run into Lance peacefully and they start dating

-but when he’s in his armor with the galra he messes up and hopes no one will kill him out of anger

-the other galra go with it and just pretend that Prince Lotor is some other guy that is leading from afar (so they don’t die of embarrassment)

-one day they don’t even let him come to “help”

-he sneaks in anyway, and Haggar is using magic to bring out Lance’s insecurities

-Lotor panics and subtly takes out Haggar by leading the other paladins to her

-but they’re off fighting Haggar and Lance is still crying in the corner and Lotor sneaks over to him

-he’s still in his armor but he doesn’t care

-he helps Lance and tells him how much he’s needed, about how the galra saw Lance as just as much of a threat as the rest of the paladins are

-Lance worries because now he has a crush on TWO galra and Allura’s gonna be mad, and he already has a boyfriend (lol, Lotor is Hannah Montana)

-Lotor realizes that this paladin doesn’t even recognise him as the galra he knew, but was nicer to him than any other galra ever was just because he helped Lance

-Lotor is thinking about it and realizes that he wants to help Voltron

-it’s really awkward at first

-I mean, this dude is smooth and knows how to get what he wants but manipulation is not something a good guy does

-he tries tho (“why am I so bad at being good‽‽”)

-he finally sees the team again and he talks to them

-at first, they’re all like, “well yeah, ok, we have’t seen this guy do anything bad”

-he lets it slip that he was that clumsy galra, aka Prince Lotor (like when Zuko accidentally says he sent Combustion Man)

-trust is g o n e

-except for Lance, he remembers how nice he was when Haggar had gotten to him (when Aang remembers how Zuko was the Blue Spirit)

-he ends up saving them from a fake Prince Lotor that the galra were trying to trick the team with (Zuko saves them from Combustion Man)

-trust slowly comes back with everyone except for Allura (Katara)

-Allura had tried to convince Lotor to be on the good side when the war had started (“I was the first one to trust you, back in Ba Sing Se”)

-I don’t know how he fixes that, but he does with a magical field trip

-Lance and Lotor’s realtionship is going great, and Lotor makes sure Lance knows he’s loved

…and idk what else because I have never dated anyone in my life so…

I also have no idea how to do Lotor. I just know that he’s smooth but I only remembered that in the middle so this might just be crap idk

anonymous asked:

20. babysitting together for msr pls??

Dear anon, I’m not sure this qualifies as babysitting together… it just turned out like this. And of course it got long again. 

Set in early season six.

Mulder knows Scully is home because there are noises coming from inside.

He’s knocked twice already and now he’s waiting, maybe a little bit impatiently; he’s worrying the edges of the case files he’s holding in his hands. The flimsy excuse for his visit.

About to knock again, the door opens, and at first Mulder, expecting Scully, doesn’t see the tiny person basically hanging from the door knob.

“Who are you?” Mulder lowers his eyes upon hearing the voice and blinks in confusion.

“This is- Dana Scully’s apartment?” The child stares up at him, imitating his blinking. The child, he can’t deny, looks eearily like Scully herself; red hair, but unruly, unbrushed, and big, blue, very curious eyes. His first thought is that he’s entered an alternate reality where Dana Scully, his partner, is nothing but a child.

“Aunty Dana there is a strange man here!” The small girl yells without taking her eyes off him. Of course, Mulder thinks and smiles at the girl who remains skeptical, narrowing her eyes. A Scully child, but not her; and definitely not hers. He tries to chase the thought away quickly, but the child… why does this girl look so much like Scully herself?

“Hannah, I told you not to- Mulder? What are you doing here?”

“I…uhm, there was something in this-“ He keeps staring at the child, who wears the same curious expression as Scully, in just a few sizes smaller.

“Is this the man Uncle Bill always complains about?” The girl, Hannah, asks, gazing up at Mulder.

“That sounds like me.” Mulder smiles, but the girl remains wary.

“Mulder, this is my niece Hannah,” Scully’s voice sounds like an endless sigh, “She is Charlie’s daughter.” He expects her to give more details, but she doesn’t. Judging by her look she is waiting for him to say his piece and leave her alone again.

“Hi, Hannah. Uhm, Scully I was wondering if I could talk to you about this case but… I didn’t know your brother was here.”

“He’s not,” Hannah quickly interjects, “he and mommy are on a date. That’s why I get to stay with aunt Dana. I like her a lot.” Mulder nods, fully understanding the child. There’s no one else he’d rather spend time with either. That’s the whole reason he’s here after all.

“What is a case, aunt Dana? Can Mulder come in and play with us?” He does his best to look harmless and puts on a pouty smile. Two against one is unfair, he realizes, but he’s shameless.

“All right, Mulder can come in.” Scully, still in sighing mood, opens the door to let Mulder inside. Apparently this is the sign for Hannah to completely claim him for herself. She takes his hand and almost forcefully leads him over to the couch. There’s a huge box of Legos next to Scully’s usually impeccable couch table. Mulder admires the colorful, child made construct.

“Did you make this?” Hannah nods proudly and grins, showing him a nice combination of baby teeth and empty spaces.

“It’s a space ship,” she tells him and Mulder quickly glances at Scully, whose face is unreadable. “Aunt Dana says aliens are gray. My daddy told me they’re green.”

“Oh, did she?” Mulder can’t help the grin on his face just like Scully can’t hide the blush that spreads on hers. “But she’s right, you know.”

“I want to go to space when I’m big. Do you think I can? Aunt Dana says I can.”

“You know what? You should always listen to what your aunt Dana tells you. She is really smart and almost always right. And I’m absolutely certain you can go to space when you’re big.” Hannah turns to look at Scully, a big fat grin on her face.

“Mulder, you wanted to talk to me about a case?”

“But Mulder needs to help me build the space ship!”

“I’m sure Mulder has other plans, Hannah. Anyway, it’s almost time for bed.” The girl huffs loudly. He considers telling Scully that he doesn’t have other plans; the case was just an excuse to come here. What Mulder didn’t consider, though, is that unlike him she might be busy on a Friday night. The thought of spending a weekend apart from her seemed unbearable; they spent so many weekends together, not necessarily by choice, while assigned to the x-files. Now he doesn’t remember not to be around her all the time. But she didn’t tell him about her brother visiting, or babysitting her niece. He wouldn’t have just shown up if she had (or he would have thought of a better reason). So he figures it’s partly her fault he’s here now.

“Mulder?” Scully’s voice is impatient as she points her finger towards the kitchen. He picks up his file and follows her. “So what did you want to talk about? Why didn’t you just call? Why couldn’t it have waited til Monday?”

“Uhm…” Mulder doesn’t have an answer for any of her questions. Seeing Hannah has thrown him off; seeing Scully with the girl who looks so much like her has made him forget everything. Completely out of patience, Scully tears the file out of Mulder’s hands.

“Mulder, you can’t be serious. This is not an x-file. It’s not even a case!” She closes the file forcefully and throws it on the table. “So why are you really here?”

“I- it is a case, Scully. These teenagers-“

“Mulder, no. You could have called me with this and it would have taken me two minutes to tell you that this is nothing. Not to mention that we’re off the x-files. Yet you decided to drive over here on a Friday night. Why?”

“Why didn’t you tell me about your niece?” Scully’s eyebrows rise in surprise.

“I don’t see how this is any of your business.

“You didn’t tell me your brother was in town.”

“Mulder, what I do on weekends is my business. This doesn’t concern you and if there’s no reason for you to be here…” She trails off suddenly, crossing her arms in front of her and just stares at him.

“But why didn’t you just tell me your brother was visiting? I wouldn’t have come here.” Of course it’s a lie. Knowing her brother was here, the one who doesn’t know him and maybe, just maybe, doesn’t hate him, might not have changed anything. He still would have missed her. He wants to tell her exactly that – that he misses her, that a weekend without her is insufferable – but he knows how she’ll react if he does; she’ll roll her eyes, she’ll say his name in that particular way and she’ll send him away. So he decides to stall and turn the tables around.

“Like I said, Mulder, this is not about you. This is my life, my family. It doesn’t concern you.” Her words shouldn’t hurt as much as they do. Yet, they tear right through him, gnaw strongly at him. He sighs deeply and watches her like she watches him. At least she hasn’t thrown him out yet.

“Mulder!” A voice chimes from the living room. “I need help on my space ship!”

“At least one Scully woman still likes me.” Mulder’s attempt at humor falls short when Scully’s face remains stoic.

“She doesn’t know you very well.” Scully replies and that one really hurts.

“Am I allowed to help her? Or do you want me to leave?” Her answer is clearly written on her face; she wants him to leave. Mulder knows they need to talk about this; whatever this is. Maybe part of him, at least unconsciously, wanted to come here to clear the air between them. Scully has been edgy for a while now, at least since their return from Antarctica. Their reassignment and Diana’s presence, their undisclosed past, haven’t helped matters much. Though Mulder isn’t sure either of these things is the reason for her distant behavior.

“Go ahead,” Scully makes a dismissive hand gesture, “You’ve got 20 minutes until bed time.” There’s a remark on his tongue, but this time he swallows it, nods, and joins little Hannah in the living room. The girl grins at him. Ten minutes ago she didn’t even know him and now she’s reaching out her hands, grabbing for him. If only he had that same effect on her aunt. Mulder sits down on the floor next to Hannah and carefully touches the still unfinished space ship.

“Something is missing.” She tells him, slightly stumbling on her ’s’-sounds. “I don’t know what.” Mulder pretends to examine the space ship closely, making the girl giggle. He takes a few of the bricks and puts them in her hand. Hannah watches him closely as he builds a small attachment on the roof of the rectangular shaped ship.

“What is it?” Hannah leans over, her long hair falling all around her face. Mulder reaches out and as the child turns to him, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.

“An entrance,” he explains, “You have to have someone fly the space ship, right?” Hannah nods happily. “See? That’s how your pilot can get in.”

“Or the alien.” Hannah reminds him.

“Or the alien.” Mulder agrees with a smile.

“Hannah,” Scully’s voice is gentle and as Mulder lifts his head, sees her soft expression, he can’t help but wonder how long she’s been standing there. “Come on, you’ve got to get ready for bed.”

“But-”

“The space ship will still be there tomorrow.” Hannah hesitates, her small hand still holding a few bricks.

“And Mulder? Will Mulder still be here tomorrow?”

“Come on now,” Scully urges her on and reaches out her hand. This time Hannah does as she’s told and follows along the hall, “You can say goodbye once you’re in your pajamas.”

Mulder gets up from the floor, his knees protesting quietly, and sits on the couch. They must have left the bathroom door open because he can hear them in there. Hannah is telling Scully all about space and the moon, aliens and monsters and Mulder has to grin.

“I like Mulder,” the girl says loudly; Mulder doubts that she’s aware he can hear them out here, “Why doesn’t uncle Bill like him?”

“They didn’t meet under the best circumstances. You’re not done brushing your teeth yet, Hannah.”

“I’ll tell uncle Bill how great Mulder is at building space ships. He must like him then! You like him, right?” Mulder strains his ears; he knows he shouldn’t eavesdrop and he knows that Scully most likely won’t tell her niece what an asshole he is. At least he hopes she won’t. There’s plenty of time for that in the future. Once he’s out of Scully’s life, just a bleak memory, and when Hannah asks about him as a teenager – if she remembers him at all – she can tell him then. How he let her down and how he lets everyone down he loves. As long as she doesn’t do it now when Hannah still likes him, when she thinks he’s good at playing Legos.

“Aunty Dana? You like him, don’t you?”

“Yes, honey. I do like Mulder. I like him a lot.” Mulder wonders how much of that is true when he hears tiny feet running down the hall. Hannah jumps onto the couch and right into his side.

“Hey, be careful.” He starts tickling her and she screams in delight.

“Not fair, Mulder!” He lets go of her then, but she remains cuddled to his side, leaning against him.

“Tell Mulder goodnight, Hannah. He needs to go home, too.” The girl turns to him with an earnest expression.

“Is it almost past your bedtime, too?” She asks him and he nods solemnly.

“I hate bed time.” Hannah lets him know in a loud whisper.

“Me too.” He admits, quickly glancing up at Scully. “But you should listen to your aunt Dana. Remember what I told you earlier?”

“That she’s always right.”

“Exactly. So you better do as she says and go to bed.”

“But…” Her eyes fill with tears, “Can Mulder come back tomorrow?”

“Hannah… Mulder might have plans tomorrow.” Scully sighs and Mulder turns to look at her. He went to Antarctica for her; if she thinks he’s backing down when it comes to babysitting her adorable niece, they really need to have a talk.

“I’m still here tomorrow,” Hannah tells him excitedly, “Please don’t have plans tomorrow.”

“You know what,” Mulder leans closer to the little girl, “I promise I’ll talk to your aunt Dana about this if you go to bed now.” Hannah thinks it over for a moment, then nods, and wanders off. Scully stares after her, amazement apparent on her face. Mulder can’t help his smug grin.

“Well, my work here is done,” he says, getting up from the couch, “I better leave. You can tell Hannah whatever you like. Tell her…,” how much I hate this, he thinks, “tell her I do have plans. I’m sure you’ll come up with something plausible. I’ll see you on Monday.”

He’s halfway to the door when Scully stops him. “Mulder, wait.” He stops, but doesn’t turn around just yet.

“Do you want to spend the day with us tomorrow? Maybe not the whole day. I mean… however long you want. If you want.”

“What about you?” He’s facing her now and he wishes he could tell her how much he wants this. To spend the day with her and her adorable nice. To just be around her, talk to her, without fighting, without second-guessing each other. They don’t need the x-files. At least not for this. He wants to be with her any way he is allowed, any chance he gets.

“What about me? I’ll be there too.”

“No, I mean… do you want me to spend the day with you and Hannah?” His eyes plead with hers to just say yes. This is his olive branch until he figures out to tell her all the things he wants to say to her; until he figures out how to right whatever went wrong between them these last couple of months. Scully is taking her time answering and finally she sighs; a clear sign that she’s come to a decision.

“I’d really like it if you’d spend the day with us, Mulder. Hannah adores you.”

“And you like me.” If only he knew how to keep his mouth shut sometimes. He smiles sheepishly, basically admitting that he’s eavesdropped earlier. Scully’s earlier discontentment with him seems to have evaporated, though, and he receives a warm smile.

“And I like you. How about you come over for breakfast? Then we’ll figure out what to do.”

“I can’t wait, Scully.”

And that’s the truth.

He’d Be a Really Good Father- Cole Fluff & Smut

Request:  Hey could you write my request with Cole? ❤ so Cole and reader have been together for a long time (fans ship them, they r relationship goals), they visit a friend who has a little baby and Cole plays (being really sweet, i mean fluff 😂) with the kid and when reader and him come back home, Cole tells herbie wants a baby (maybe smut in The end? 😏it’s up to you, but i’d love to read it😂) I know it’s weird, but I jest thought it might be cute 😂❤ I really love ur tumblr

Warnings: Mild language, fluff, smut

Notes: y/j = Your Job.

T
o clarify characters:
- Maggie = Your friend who’s married.
- David = Maggie’s husband
- Hannah = Maggie and David’s baby
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*YOUR P.O.V*

“Hey guys! Come in, come in!”, my best friend, Maggie smiled widely at my boyfriend, Cole and I. I let go of Cole’s hand to hug Maggie, and Cole hugged her after me. 

“Cole! Y/n! It’s so good to see you!”, Maggie’s husband, David said, kissing my cheek, then shook Cole’s hand. We all went into the living room and sat down on the couches.

“So what’s been happening?”, David asked. 

“Well, I just finished up filming Riverdale and Y/n has been busy with her job as y/j”, Cole replied. “And yourself?”

“Busy with my job and here with Hannah, who’s now in the household”

Maggie asks if I wanted to help out in the kitchen, to which I agreed and left the guys to talk. 

“So, how are you and Cole doing? You know relationship wise”, Maggie asks, getting out the wine from the fridge and pouring it into glasses for us. Then pouring the beer for David and Cole. 

“Good good. We’ve managed to get through the long distance thing, with him filming and me being really busy with y/j”, I reply. 

“Wait, so how long have your guys been dating?”

“5 years and still going”, I laugh. 

“Damn, 5 years!”, Maggie raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Is there any future plans?”, she winks. I blush and look down;

“I’m hoping so. I love him so much, that I feel ready to start the next chapter”.

“It’s work, let me tell you that. But love is the thing that holds us together. It gets more complicated when you start having children, but again, it’s about love and sacrifice”, she advised me. 

“I know and I’m willing to put in the work”, I smile. We take the drink out to Cole and David. 

“Aw thanks, love”, David smiles at me, taking the drink out of my hand. I realised Maggie wasn’t in the room, but then she came back with Hannah, their child. 

“Here, let me take her”, David said as he stood up and reached his arms out. Maggie carefully placed Hannah in his arms. He sat back down and Maggie and I went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

—-

I walked out to the living room to ask if they needed a refill, when I found Cole playing with Hannah, who was laying on the floor next to him, laughing and squealing happily. 

I sneakily got my phone out and took a picture before they could notice. After I took the photo, David stands next to me, also looking down at Cole and Hannah;

“He’s really good with her. He’d be a really good father”, David whispers to me. 

“I know he will”, I smile back at him. 

“Hey, baby”, Cole smiles when he notices me. I asked for refills to which they happily accepted. 

—-

The dinner plates were placed on the table and everyone immediately dug in, except Maggie, who was feeding Hannah. We had started up a conversation about the roadtrip that Cole, K.J, his girlfriend and I went on. 

After we finished dinner, Maggie excused herself saying she needed to put Hannah to bed.

“Oh, can I help?”, Cole asks.

“Of course you can”, Maggie smiles at him and they go off with Hannah to put her to bed. 

“He’s a keeper. You know that right?”, David suddenly says. 

“I know”, I laugh. “Hannah is very cute, by the way”

“Yeah I know, she get’s it from me”, he jokes and we both laugh. 

—-

Cole and I got home after leaving Maggie and David’s. I looked at my phone: 11.47, it read. It was dark and a bit chilly outside, but it was nice and refreshing. We made it to our bedroom and Cole shut the door behind him. I sighed as I sat on the bed, taking my heels off. 

“Y/n can I tell you something?”, Cole asks, still in front of the closed door. 

“Of course you can”

“I want a baby”, he admits. 

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“Me too. When I saw you with Hannah, it made me realise how much I want a child, especially with you”, I reply, as I stand up, walking over to him and kissing him on the lips and he kisses back.

“Jump”, he said between a kiss. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He turned us around and pinned me against the door. Cole kissed down my neck, making me moan when he sucked on my sweet spot. He grinded his hips into mine, causing my hands to immediately fly to his hair and tangle themselves in it, tugging at the ends. He groans and kisses down to my collar bones, sucking them. 

“Cole”, I whined. He got the message and turned around, carrying me over to the bed, gently placing me down. He took his shirt and pants off and I took my dress off, before we proceeded. He slowly kissed down my chest, slipping his hands underneath me, unclasping my bra, then threw it behind him. He continued to kiss down to my panties, again taking them off and throwing it behind him. 

“Can we skip the foreplay? I just want it to be just you and me and creating this new life”, Cole whispers.

“Of course we can”, I smile at him. He took of his boxers then lined himself up at my wet entrance. He slowly pushed himself in and groaned. I gasped when he was fully in. Cole didn’t move, as he allowed me to adjust a bit. i gave him a nod and he began slowly thrusting. 

“You’re so beautiful. I love you so much”, Cole moaned into my neck, then kisses me passionately. 

“I love you too, baby”, I whispered back, in between kisses. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper. 

“Fuck, Cole”, I moaned, when he thrusted deeper, keeping the slow, steady pace. Cole grunted softly at each thrust of his hips. He leaned down and kissed me again. We kept like this for a while; just him thrusting slowly and deeply, kissing passionately and just letting our love filled the space between us. 

“Cole”, I moaned. 

“Me too, baby”, Cole moaned, getting the message that I was close. He didn’t speed up like he usually would, but instead, he whispered sweet nothing’s into my ear. 

“Oh, Cole, shit”

“Y/n!”, he moaned loudly, shooting his load into me. I came shortly after. He rolled off and laid down next to me. We both were panting. I turned to him;

“Cole, what if I do get pregnant? What happens then?”

“We’ll figure it out baby, we always do”, Cole said back.

*COLE’S P.O.V*

Little did she know, I was planning to marry her. 

Zach Dempsey Imagine

Hey guys
I know this is my TWD blog but I watched 13 Reasons Why and that really made me want to write about it.
But I just want to see how my imagine goes before I think further.
So whoever wants to read it, can read it and the rest of you can just ignore this pist. Hopefully I will be back with TWD soon, writers block on TWD stuff sucks :/

Anyway, enjoy the Zach imagine ;) :) https://thirteenreasonswhyimagines.tumblr.com/ Here is my 13 Reasons Why blog :)


Liberty High.
Home of the Tigers and therefore home of my boyfriend’s team.

Zachary Dempsey and I have been a couple for few month now and even after Hannah’s death and her tapes, nothing could tear us apart.
I understood, why Zach did what he did and I sure as hell wasn’t thrilled about it but it happened and he feels sorry for what he did.
Because he knows that it was part of Hannah’s suicide after all.

But she is dead and she’ll never come back and it’s horrible because no one should be treated like that:
But Zach decided to get over it and go on with his life, just more careful about his actions now.

“So, you coming to the game tonight?”, Jessica walks by my side as we enter the school and I grin a little while I make my way over to my locker.
“You bet I am. Wanna hear a secret? If he plays well tonight, Dempsey is getting a very personal reward.”, Jessica raises an eyebrow before she bursts out in laughing and walks to her locker with me.
“You’re nasty, Kate. I don’t even wanna know what you’re doing with Zach.”, she laughs and I wipe some hair out of my face.
“Yeah, because you and Justin always keep it personal, right?”, I laugh and together we walk over to the classroom where Zach is already waiting for me.

“Ugh, I’ll give you two a minute.”, Jess laughs before she enters and Zach wraps her arms around my waist to pull me closer.
“Morning beautiful.”, he smiles and I can’t help it but blush a little before he presses his lips against mine.

This is the kind of kiss that I can feel in my bones and I almost freak out because we have to got to class right now.

“Dempsey you’re making me horny.”, I laugh as he kisses my neck.
But the moment doesn’t last long because Mr. Porter lets out a cough and we enter the classroom with a huge grin on our faces.

“You guys are disgusting. Get a room or something.”, Justin laughs and I shake my head as I take my seat next to Zach.
As usual he pulls me close so that I can lean against him, while his arms are wrapped around me.

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anonymous asked:

Can u write a zach imagine Where the reader is zachs Gf and hannahs sister and very well liked by everyone and the people on the tapes dont want her to Find out about them but she does and is mad and especislly at zach

title: forgiveness, can you imagine?

word count: 1692

note: deadass rewrote this 5 million times until i was finally happy with how it turned out. it’s super fuckin long too wtf i love zach too much maybe idk


Hannah’s death had torn you apart, that much was true. Your sister had left no note, no letter, for you or your parents. Instead, she left behind shattered hearts and ruined lives, tearing everyone to shreds. Your parents pushed for a lawsuit, claiming that maybe Hannah had been bullied and it was the school’s fault for not stopping it. Maybe it was the truth; her life had turned sour when rumors flooded the school that involved her and multiple people.

Zach had been keeping secrets, that much was true. You never pushed, never prodded; if he wanted to tell you, he would. But these secrets, these were the ones that were going to tear you apart. It was affecting your relationship and the ties you had with everyone in your circle: Marcus, Justin, Jessica, Sheri, too many more to count. It was concerning you and they wouldn’t let you in on what they knew.

He hadn’t intended for you to find out ever, and even if you did, he didn’t intend for you to find out in the way that you did. You were Hannah’s sister for God’s sake; if you were going to know about the tapes, the tape team wanted it to be because they had shown you. Of course, Clay fucking Jensen (as Justin so lovingly put it) had to go and screw everything up.

They knew that he was the last one who had had the tapes in their possession; they knew he hadn’t passed them on yet. The last thing they had expected him to do was show them to Hannah’s very own sister. It wasn’t ever expected, something they would have taken to the grave with them if need be.

As Zach walked up to the front door of the Baker household that fateful Saturday afternoon, he could see your bedroom through your open curtains and blinds. You were sitting on your bed, a tape player in hand, headphones over your ears, and the most devastated look on your face; Clay was sitting in the chair at your desk, looking equally upset. In that moment, the boy standing outside your house knew.

He told the group, let them know that there was a storm on its way. It could be a silent, deadly one that severs their ties with no words or one that began with yelling and ended in tears. He didn’t know what to expect now. Courtney and Jessica were fearful, they were close to you; Zach was even more scared, he was your boyfriend after all and he really, genuinely cared about you.

Monday came and went without incident. You ignored everyone in the group. When you were walking in their direction, you put your head down, pretending to not notice them. They noticed that as soon as your back was to them, your head would lift and your stride was quick and long.

The end of the school day, in your opinion, was the best part of your day recently. You escaped with your dignity, no confrontation with your closest friends. Your luck, however, had run out when you reached your home, Zach waiting by the front door, his body leaning casually as it always did against the wood barrier; you slammed your car door harder than you meant to.

“What are you doing here, Zachary?” you asked, nudging past him to unlock the house.

He was taken aback, he’d never heard your voice dripping with such venom. It was a new sensation, this absolute dread he felt when you’d said his full name. “Am I not allowed to drop by my girlfriend’s house and see her?”

You rolled your eyes, stepping over the threshold and jiggling your key out of the lock. You wished he’d just leave, catch the drift that you were mad at him. How could he stand there and act as if you hadn’t heard what he’d done to your sister, been one of the reasons that she’d been driven to take such drastic measures?

“I’m not so sure anymore,” you mumbled, setting your backpack by the door and making your way to the kitchen.

The door shut behind you; Zach was following and you didn’t want him to. He was leaning against the counter when you turned from getting a snack out of the fridge.

“What’s wrong?”

Feigning innocence.

“Ask Hannah,” you snapped quietly, not meeting his eyes. “Oh wait, you can’t, can you?”

This was what he was afraid would happen all day at school; he was hoping it would happen there, so everyone could see it. Then everybody in school would see how bad he had fucked up, how bad everyone on those goddamned tapes had fucked up. Here it was, though, happening in the kitchen of the very house Hannah had died in, silent and driven to an extreme that she shouldn’t have been driven to. It was intimate, just the two of them; the air was so silent, he could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears and seemingly echoing through his whole body.

“[Name], listen-”

Your face burned, your eyes were blurry, your throat was closing rapidly. “No, Zach, you listen. How could you do that to my sister, to me? I don’t understand how you can hold hands with me in the hallways and kiss me when nobody is looking, and not feel bad for what you’ve done! Why would you steal those notes from her? Were you mad that she had turned down your comfort? She had been so wronged by everyone in your stupid fucking group that she couldn’t trust you, she thought it was a dare when you tried helping her. Just… How can you even look at me?”

Then you were crying. Breaking down right in front of Zachary Dempsey. It was embarrassing, but after three days of holding in feelings of betrayal and sadness, you finally had a way to let it out. And he held you, even though you tried hard to push yourself out of his arms, away from the person you hated and loved all at once.

“Hear me out, please.” The desperation in his voice was beyond evident. “I tried to help her. I really, really wanted to. After Marcus assaulted her, I went back to the diner and tried cheering her up, but she didn’t want to have anything to do with me. So I tried again in the cafeteria, but she completely blew me off. I took those notes without knowing what they meant to her and then she left me that note.”

“S-She said you threw that away.”

“I didn’t. She thinks she saw me throw it away and it’s valid. She saw it a different way than what actually happened. But I have it. It’s in my wallet. The thing is, though… I feel so bad, so bad. I’m the only one on those tapes trying to own up and take responsibility for what I did. Justin, Bryce, Courtney… They won’t ever admit that what they did was wrong, what they did hurt her, but I will. I’m telling you right here, right now. I wish I hadn’t done what I did. If I could go back in time, stop myself from being so angry when she humiliated me in front of everyone at school, I would.”

The tears were still streaming, a steady flow of warmth falling from your eyes, wetting your cheeks, and dousing Zach’s shirt under his Letterman jacket; it smelled strongly of some cologne you had gotten him for his birthday and faintly of the caramel mocha he always ordered from Monet’s. You wished it wasn’t so comforting.

“I am genuinely sorry for what I’ve done. To Hannah, to you, to your family. I really do understand if you don’t want to see me anymore, [Name]. Seriously.”

You thought, leaned tiredly against his chest, your cheek pressed just above his heart. It was a hard decision; this was the first boy you’d ever loved, first one you had ever told as such, but what he did was wrong. Like he said, though, he was the only one really owning up to what had happened in his tape so far. Justin, Courtney, Sheri weren’t at your door apologizing for their mistakes.

Zach could practically feel the anxiety growing in his stomach, a frightening grip in his gut that reached threateningly up through his chest and closed his throat. It seemed like ages before you said anything and he let out a breath he had been holding.

“Can you just… Give me a break? I really love you, don’t get me wrong, but I’m really mad at you right now. I just need some time to calm down, clear the air a little bit.”

He pulled his arms tighter around you, almost like he was afraid that if he let you go, you’d disappear just as Hannah had. The girl had been right about one thing; he was lonely, too. Not like she had been, but he was. And it showed.

“Is it bad that I would have been worried if you said you didn’t need a break?” he joked, his voice dripping with tears he didn’t know had welled up.

You laughed a little, clearing the air. “No, I don’t think so.”

It was almost like losing a comfort blanket when you unraveled yourself from his body and he wanted nothing more than to pull you back into him, revel in your warmth and the nearly tangible love that you exuded. He was about to say something when your hands found his cheeks and guided him down to your level so you could press a quick, chaste kiss to his forehead. Even after your lips had left his skin, your hands stayed on his face and he stayed leaning down, his eyes closed and his own hands holding your wrists as if to keep yours in place.

“It’s just a break, okay? Don’t go chasing after any other girls.”

“Wouldn’t ever dream of it when you’re the only one I love.”

“I love you, Zach. Don’t forget that.”

“I love you, too. I’d never forget.”

zach dempsey: forever missing her

Request: “ The reader is a musician, but no one had never seen her perform… Not even Zach, whom had a crush on her since they were kids… And she performs in the front of the whole school”
“The reader was her best friend and she is beating herself because she thinks she could have done something to stop Hannah… And she always had a crush on Zach and Zach likes her too, they’re friends but their relationship is affected because the reader gets to know about the tapes”
@ the-mormon-girl-in-the-books

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 323

Gif: –

A/N: These were two different requests, but I liked the idea of them together. I will make multiple parts, so be sure to follow!


Shadows settle on the place, that you left
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time
From the perfect start to the finish line

And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong

We are the reckless
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we’ll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there

And if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones
‘Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone
We’re setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home
It was a flood that wrecked this

Well I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette
A lifeless face that you’ll soon forget
My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest

And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone
Setting fire to our insides for fun
To distract our hearts from ever missing them
But I’m forever missing
her.


You strummed your guitar, ending the song. The school applauded your performance. You wiped the treat off your cheek.

“Thank you, y/n,” Principle Bolan stated. “That was a beautiful song in memory of Hannah Baker.”

The assembly ended with a moment of silence. Everyone was released from school. You stayed behind, packing up your guitar and putting away the amplifiers.

“Hey,” Zach approached you. You nodded at him.  He stood in silence, sensing that you didn’t really want to talk.

“So,” he trailed. “Your song was beautiful. I know Hannah would’ve liked it.”

You nodded, not really acknowledging him. Ever since Tony told you about the tapes and let you listen to them, you haven’t been yourself. You definitely haven’t looked at everyone the same- especially Zach. You carried your case, putting your sunglasses on when you exited the gym. You heard him chase behind you.

“Hey, y/n,” Zach called.

You got to your car, opening the trunk. You stored your guitar, moving around boxes and trash.

“Y/n,” Zach breathed. “Is everything okay?”

You looked into his eyes, seeing genuine hurt from your ignorance toward him. You felt your heart soften.

“I’m fine, Zach,” you sighed. “I just… I gotta get home.”

He nodded, gripping his backpack strap. He began to walk away when you got into the driver’s seat. You couldn’t drive away, though. You felt your body numb when you saw the necklace from Hannah hanging on your mirror.

You dropped your face into your hand, sobbing heavily into your palms. It was like yesterday that she sat in your passenger’s, singing with you to the radio.

You heard your passenger door open, seeing Zach sitting beside you. You blinked, removing tears, sniffling into your sleeve.

“What are you doing here?” You asked. He closed his eyes.

He reached into his pocket, pulling out his wallet. He then pulled out a folded piece of paper.

“I need to tell you something.”

What are your headcanons about when Tony first realised he had feelings for Clay??

So this is my first attempt at a headcanon, I’m  sorry if it]s too long or too short. There is actually a second part to this that I wrote so if you want to see that then just message me :) Hope you enjoy it. Positive criticism always wanted thanks  

  • Tony had always sort of been in love with Clay, he couldn’t really pinpoint a specific time or place.
  • Sometimes Tony would give Clay a ride home, and whilst in the car, Clay would ramble about some new movie or some new book that had come out. He would be so passionate about it and so enthusiastic that Tony couldn’t help but feel in love.
  • Clay was one of the sweetest, purest people Tony knew, although a bit oblivious at times, Tony truly loved the kind heart he had, He remembered seeing him in the library helping Jeff with his homework, His hands waving around as he tried to explain something to Jeff with as much patience as possible, he remembered feeling the butterflies in his stomach and dismissing them immediately
  • But if Tony really had to pinpoint a specific time, it would be when Clay was standing on the edge of the cliff, and Tony watched with fear and pain and at that moment he knew that the feelings he felt for Clay, the feelings he tried so hard to ignore were romantic and just the thought of losing Clay made him feel unimaginable pain, he realised. He Tony Padilla was in love with Clay Jensen.  
Adventures in Babysitting

So here it is! The sequel to THIS thing which was supposed to be just a prompt answer. I had several people ask me for a sequel and it still baffles me that you guys basically *want* to read my stuff (instead of me throwing it out there, hoping). If you prefer AO3, the second part will be HERE soon.

Now on with the story (more under the cut cause it’s really long)

The phone rings just as Mulder is about to leave his apartment. He stops, looks at his watch: 8.43 a.m. He and Scully never decided on a time last night, but he’s been on the road with her plenty of times. If they don’t have anywhere to be, if there’s no plane waiting, an autopsy or other extraterrestrial tasks, Scully likes to take her time. Mulder figures arriving just after 9 a.m. at her place should neither be too late, nor too early.

The phone keeps ringing, a nagging sound that makes it impossible to leave. What if it’s important? Yet, he doesn’t pick it up. Because what if it’s Scully? Telling him she’s changed her mind and she doesn’t want him to come over. He stares at the book in his hand, “I want to be an astronaut”, a gift for Hannah. The thought of not seeing her, of Scully pushing him away, is unbearable and so he just stands there and waits. Finally, his answering machine springs to life. Mulder braces himself, just in case. If it really is Scully, and who else would call him on a Saturday morning?, then he is just going to pretend he never got the message. It’s sleazy and selfish, but he feels no shame.

“Hello Fox,” Mulder frowns upon hearing the voice on his machine and he is glad he didn’t pick up the phone for entirely different reasons than fear, “It’s Diana. There’s this highly interesting case I found and I thought maybe we could spend the weekend looking it over. Spend some time together. I guess you’re out on a run so just give me a call when you’re back.” Mulder listens to the beep, then he quickly walks over to the answering machine, pushes a button and is on his way.

“Message deleted.” Chimes just as he closes the door behind him.

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9 reasons why

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Hi This is Tony Padilla.  

You can adjust whatever sound system or format you are listening this to. And by “you” I think I only mean one person.

Don’t worry Clay.

This isn’t like the first set.

I am not trying to be disrespectful.

I think Hannah gave me the courage to do a lot of things.

Mainly, she made me realise I wanna be honest. Honesty matters but so does the truth.

If she could pour her heart out

I wanna as well

these are the 9 reasons why to…well, you will hear it at the end of the tape. Don’t worry. I am not doing anything.

This won’t be like last time

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Last sneak peek before posting 'Zach asking you to sleep over at his house - part 2' imagine!

“Well I’m glad that you feel that way.” Zach finally says and then adds on, his voice going deeper. “Because I want you too (Y/N). I really do.” He removes his hand that was previously intertwined with yours and places it on your bare thigh, just below the edge of your skirt, squeezing it. You look up at Zach’s face and see him already looking at you, his eyes a couple of shades darker with lust.

Originally posted by pocahontas-cd-4-daddy

Anonymous said: Hey I was wondering if you can write a Hannah Baker x fem!reader imagine? I haven’t seen many Hannah imagines and I think she deserves more. Maybe you can place it around the time of the dollar valentine thing (or whenever you decide really) and the reader shyly asks out hannah to Rosie’s diner? Maybe you can even add a sprinkle of angst if Monty or someone tries to annoy the two girls when they’re on their date, leading to the reader to cuss him out? You can play it out however you want really!

Author’s Note: Dear requester, I tried so hard to input a little angst there at the end with the Jocks, but everything I came up with just didn’t seem right. I’m sorry. I hope you still enjoyed bi!Hannah fluff.

Originally posted by feliticysmoak

HANNAH X READER

Rip!

Rip! Rip! Rip!

A girl sobs outside the bathroom stall and you cringe. All you had wanted to do  was do your business in peace, but apparently someone had decided to have a full on break down in the girl’s bathroom. Joy.

As more ripping can be heard, you peek out through the crack in the door and see none other than Hannah Baker- Hannah Baker who’s angrily ripping off the numerous pictures that had been plastered in all the bathrooms of two girls kissing.

You know for a fact who the two girls are in the picture, but you didn’t care to tease them for it or help spread around any gossip. What two girls did in their personal bedrooms was their own business and whoever took the picture (looking at you, Tyler!) was a total asshole.

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Million reasons part 2

Requested by: @ihatemylifeeveryday

Song: stay by Rihanna

-I know jeff died before Hannah but I decided I want to keep him so let’s just pretend sheri’s tape is about something else meaning jeff is still alive

I was working on homework, or at least I was trying to. It had been 2 weeks since Alex had admitted to cheating. I hadn’t really felt like doing anything. I looked terrible but clay was helping me through it. He would tell me to at least show up to school dressed up nice and pretended I’m doing better without him. But as soon as I’d see him in the hallway I’d have to go another way or else I’d end up breaking down right there. I had skipped the only class I had him Credit in these past weeks and I could already tell it would take a toll on my grade so I decided to finally go today after 2 weeks.

“Are you finally going to the class today?” Clay asked as he played with the magnets inside my locker.

“I don’t know Clay i can’t face him alone.” I sighed.

“Jeff has that class I can ask him to sit next to you and distract you or keep an eye on you.”

“I don’t know I don’t really know him.”

“He’s a really nice guy and he’ll understand he probably hates cheaters.” Clay smiled.

“Okay.” I nodded. I watched clay as he walked away and headed towards Jeff Atkins as he took things out of his locker. They started talking, suddenly clay pointed towards me, Jeff turned to look at me before turning back to clay as he kept listening. When they finished talking Jeff shut his locker and headed towards me.

“Hey, so clay explained everything to me. I’m sorry he cheated on you he doesn’t deserve you.” Jeff gave me a sympathetic smile before hugging me. Clay was right he’s really sweet. The bell rang so we where late he grabbed my hand making me jump slightly from the unexpected gesture.

“Trust me?” He asked, I nodded in response as he laced our fingers together once again and we started walking down the hallways, people staring at us. By the time we got to class everyone was already in there and we where late so everyone turned towards the door as we walked in. The first thing I saw was alex and Jessica sitting together with the rest of there friends, Bryce, Justin and Marcus. I was about to look away when alex looked down from my face to Jeff and I’s hands linked together. I watched his jaw tense up as anger took over his face….oh so that was what jeff was thinking. We walked all the way to the last two seats, a table facing Alex’s. I watched as Jeff pulled a chair out.

“Princesses first.” He winked. I couldn’t help but giggle at the gesture.

The teacher assigned us a project that required two people. Usually it was always alex and I, and maybe out of routine he got up and it seemed like he was looking at me when he suddenly sat back down again and turned to Jessica.

“Don’t look at him just pretend he’s not there.” Jeff whispered in my ear. I nodded before turning to him.

“Partners?” I smiled.

“Definitely. He smiled back.

I got to know jeff more as we worked on the project. He was extremely funny and made me forget about the alex situation for a while, it was nice.

“So I had to walk down the hallways…all the way to my locker in my boxers just because Monty thought it would be funny to steal my clothes…that’s not the worst part….” Jeff continued to talk as he was cutting things. I started laughing when I looked up alex was watching us with a hard grip on his pencil.

“It’s working.” Jeff whispered in my ear as his arm wrapped around me. This caused me to laugh, I watched as alex looked at jeff with pure hatred. When class was over we continued to hang out around the hallways and at lunch. I ended up inviting him to my house after school because he suggested that I needed a small break from all of this and we decided on a movie night.

When we got to my house jeff left to buy snacks while I prepared the movies. Suddenly the bell rang, I ran towards the door.

“You don’t have to knock je-” I looked up to see alex….he had a black eye.

“What happened to your eye?”

“I got in a fight with monty….expecting someone?” Alex sighed, alex wasn’t really the fighting type, he was actually the guy who broke fights up…especially monty’s fights.

“Jeff we where having a movie night.” I swallowed thickly. I couldn’t even face him.

“Like a date?” Alex looked hurt.

“You should leave.” I tried shutting the door as my eyes started watering. He put his foot in before I could shut the door.

“I need to talk to you.” Alex sighed.

“There’s nothing to talk about alex.” By now tears where running down my cheeks. Suddenly jeff’s car pulled up and he jumped out right away.

“Leave her alone she doesn’t want to talk haven’t you messed up enough.” Jeff glared at him as he walked towards us.

“Who the fuck are you tell me whether I can or can’t talk to her.” Alex challenged him. I stared at him in surprise, once again alex wasn’t really the violent type. They started shoving each other snapping me back to reality.

“Alex stop!” I yelled. He turned to me. “What’s wrong with you? Just showing up here and starting a fight after everything you’ve already done. You’re really changing from the alex I know, first you cheat and now you’re fighting people.” By now I was full on crying. Jeff grabbed my hand and stared leading me inside the house. I watched as alex ran to his car, wow he gave up that quick. Jeff was about to shut the door when alex started running back with something in his hands.

“Y/n just please listen to these…I left a note inside…I’m sorry.” His eyes started watering before he walked away.

“I don’t feel like having movie night anymore.” I turned to Jeff.

“It’s okay…I’ll leave everything I bought in your counter…get some rest okay?” He smiled. I nodded as I stared heading upstairs to my room. I put the box alex gave me down as I snuggled into my blankets. I shifted around unable to sleep before grabbing the box and opening. The first thing I saw was 13 tapes. Then a map and a note neatly tucked in the side. That must be Alex’s note. What does he have to say and why didn’t he just write it instead of putting it on tapes. I ran over to my parents room, they have to have something for me to listen to them on. I shuffled things around in the closet with no luck. I gave up as I stood in the now messy room. Suddenly my eyes landed on a box under the bed. My dad’s high school stuff. I moved aside high school yearbooks and different things as I got to the bottom of the box my eyes landed on it, a Walkman. I ran back to my room leaving the mess behind. I put in the first tape.

“Hey it’s Hannah. Hannah baker. Don’t adjust your….whatever device you’re listening to this on. It’s me, live and in stereo. No return engagement, no encore, and this time, absolutely no requests. Get a snack. Settle in. Because I’m about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically why my life ended. And if you’re listening to this tape you’re one of the reasons why….” I stared at the Walkman in surprise.

I stayed up all night listening to the tapes. When I got to Alex’s I broke down. I didn’t know he had done this and now I understood his sudden behavior. It was now morning, I had fallen asleep while listening to the tapes. I finished the last two as I sat there in my bed emotionless. I grabbed his note and stared reading.

By now you know why I’ve been acting the way I am. I told you I cheated on you because I couldn’t live with actually letting you know what was wrong with me. Truth is i was so distant because I was to busy listening to these tapes, hating myself for everything I caused. I couldn’t just tell you about these because then you’d know I’m the reason Hannah killed herself. You would look at me different, I just know it. I still love you, and seeing you move on so fast with Jeff, it makes me hurt even worst. I’m sorry for lying. I got in a fight with Monty, he heard about me “cheating” he was being an asshole, saying things about you, about us and I could take him talking about me but not about you. I’m sorry for fucking up. I’m sorry for hurting you, stay with jeff, he’s a good guy you deserve him. I’m sorry- alex

I stared at it confused. I had to go see him. I ran around the house collecting my stuff as I slipped my shoes on my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I walked over to it.

Jeff: y/n it’s alex

I quickly grabbed it.

What about him?

Jeff: I heard he’s in the hospital, a gun shot wound

I stared at the message as I started hyperventilating.

“No no.” I started sobbing my legs felt weak causing me to fall on the floor. I watched the 3 dots indicating jeff was typing.

Jeff: I’ll be there in a minute we’ll go to the hospital

If only I’d been there for him, If i would’ve known what was going on, it’s all my fault.

Originally posted by dailymilesheizer