i found this post in my drafts and have ZERO memory of writing it (thank u alcohol) so im gonna put it in my queue lol
ok but imagine
Bitty comes out to his parents but he doesn’t tell them about Jack, thinks it’s for the best, maybe to ease his parents into things or maybe to keep the pool of People Who Know as small as possible
and like yeah Ransom and Holster are super oblivious but Suzanne Bittle is not, not when it comes to her son, because she is a certified Nosy Southern Mother and she can see he’s been acting differently, happier but quieter, always on his phone and blushing when she asks about boys
and he talks about the team a LOT
Jack’s one of his best friends and he’s just started his NHL career, so of course Bitty’s never gonna shut up about Jack
(Same goes for Shitty and law school. And eventually Ransom and med school. Dicky is proud of his friends and wants everyone to know. He gets that trait from Suzanne, she understands)
but he keeps talking about this one Boy, how sweet he is and how his smile is like a sack of puppies and how bitty’s always making this boy do things with him like baking and getting froyo and going shopping and Suzanne is like. Yes. This must be Dicky’s secret boyfriend.
the next family weekend or whatever, Suzanne demands to meet this Chowder boy who’s stolen Bitty’s heart
so i’ve been thinking a lot about lance and his siblings
lance would drive his lil sister to and from school when their mama had to work. he’d wait outside the gates for her and they’d hold hands or he’d give her a piggy back to the car as he asked about her day
sometimes she even made drawings for him to look at as they walked
the two (lance and his younger sis) go to the beach together A LOT
lance was actually the one who taught her to surf
they spend time building sandcastles, surfing and looking for shells they can take home
lance and his older sister are actually the ones who bicker the most, all of it playful teasing until lance gets too big for his boots and things get… interesting.
it normally ends with his sister getting him in a headlock and him tapping out though
lance is the only one his lil sister likes to comb her hair. she’s got real big curls and lance is the only one soft enough to be able to battle them. he’ll braid back her hair before they go swimming and it’s a job trying to get her to sit still
lance always has to guide her back down and he’s laughing as he’s all “woah, hey, you’re gonna mess up all my hard work!”
to which she giggles and settles for at least a minute
their whole family has movie nights where they just all pile in the living room and watch a couple movies. lance’s older siblings are all spread across the couch with his parents, while he and his younger sister are piled on the floor with pillows and blankets
it’s not too long before his older siblings get into an argument about the movie choice, to which lance and his lil sister just both respond “SHUT UPPPPPP” because they’re both so invested in the movie
lance gets a pillow thrown at the back of his head for that
lance is always trying to prove himself to his older siblings and that often leads to him getting himself into very sticky situations
he once got his head stuck in a metal fence because his brother dared him
one time he needed to go to the emergency room because he bet his siblings he could chug a bottle of hot sauce (he could not)
he tried backflipping off the trampoline once and ended up fracturing his ankles
he once got way too cocky while trying to get rid of a spider in the house and just straight up grabbed it in his hand. as you can imagine, his face was instant regret and he fainted
he and his older brother wrestle a lot too
they both commentate the fight as it’s happening
“and firstborn mcclain lands a fatal blow!! baby mcclain is down!! i don’t think he’s gonna get back up!!”
yes. lance is baby mcclain.
his siblings all tease lance for being a mamas boy, but it’s funny because they all love their mama so damn much.
lance welcomes this title honestly
he stands there with a wide smile as he replies all “yeah. and what?”
mama is smiling in the background while his siblings smirk and mumble something along the lines of “kissass”
she tells him she loves him; that she’s never felt this way about anyone before. the weight of the admission settles into the hollow of his chest as he waits for the guilt to follow. he already knows how it feels so it doesn’t come as much of a surprise. it’s almost like routine at this point. but this time differs from the rest. because this time, he watches as a fractured part of her crumbles away as yet another lie slips past his lips. she knows, she knows, she knows, yet for some reason she can’t admit it to herself. he wants to ask her why. he wants her to know that she deserves better but he can’t bring himself to say the words out loud, because even though it’s all true, she’s like a drug he’s addicted to: something he hasn’t got the strength to quit just yet. he’s not sure he ever will. but this girl, she’s so in love with him, she refuses to believe that he would hurt her so her practised smile quickly falls back into place and she ignores all of the warnings. but she knows and somehow, that makes all of the difference. so when she falls asleep that night, with her head resting against his shoulder and her chest rising and falling with each breath, he whispers his broken goodbyes. he tells her that he’s sorry but he doesn’t say he loves her, because even though he does, he knows he lost her the moment he opened his arms to someone that wasn’t her and he knows that he doesn’t deserve her.
I orginally have the kind of character that is not afraid of strangers. Even if someone gives of the vibe that they do not like me, I would still be friendly towards them. And I will like anyone who has basic manners.
when jace wakes up screaming from his nightmares, simon is always there to slip his arm around him and whisper, “what do you need, babe?“
sometimes it’s just a cool washcloth over his forehead and a hot cup of tea. sometimes it’s simon strumming on his guitar a little to soothe him back to sleep. sometimes it’s just simon’s voice, telling jace over and over that he’s safe, that he’s real, that he’s loved… the dreams never stop completely but they get a bit easier, more manageable.
jace grew up believing that “to love is to destroy,” but now he’s finally realizing how healing love can be, too ♥
MARKIPLIER’S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S SERIES sentence starters.
“ don’t leave me like this. ” “ we’re going to be fine. we’re going to be totally fine. ” “ this night is lasting forever. ” “ stay gone. forever. and ever and ever and ever. ” “ well this got off to a pleasant start, didn’t it ? ” “ i’m never going to make it. ” “ you need to settle the fuck down. ” “ i think i hurt something. ” “ i actually feel this strange need to survive. oddly enough i feel actually in danger. ” “ oh my god, you stop that right now. ” “ just because my voice is cracking a little bit doesn’t mean that you are affecting me. ” “ it’s like i forget how bad it is and then i get in here and it’s just horrifying. ” “ don’t even think that you’re going to sneak up on me. ” “ why did i come back for another night ?? it’s not like i signed a blood pact. ” “ no. just generally no. ” “ just don’t take advice in general from me because i don’t know what i’m doing. ” “ this is the fucking stupidest. ” “ see you in hell, when i get there. ”
“ don’t die now. ” “ i’m getting lightheaded. ” “ now i know better; everything’s a living nightmare. ” “ ok, that’s bad. but that’s ok. ” “ what do you want from me ? ” “ buy me as much time as possible. ” “ don’t you dare; don’t you fucking dare. ” “ you’re not supposed to kill me. ” “ something’s coming after me. ” “ things are about to get a little weird and a lot more challenging. ” “ i know; things are bad, things are bad, things are bad. ” “ i’m just a big screw up. ” “ i need a minute. ”
“ that’s what i expected to happen. what i didn’t expect to happen was everything else. ” “ i’m hyperventilating; i apologise. i’m very stressed at the moment. ” “ remind me to punch you in the face ten times more than usual. ” “ i will goddamn make you. ” “ i don’t have time to listen to you. ” “ what, you’re not going to explain that to me ? ” “ this is the end. ” “ i’m ready for you. ”
“ don’t be scared. ” “ who are you ? why is any of this happening ? ” “ i’m pretty sure i missed out on some very important instructions. ” “ close the door. ” “ if you run you can make it. ” “ you know what will happen if he catches you. ” “ something’s gone wrong. ” “ don’t you fucking dare, you bitch. don’t you even think about it. ” “ get to your fucking happy place. ” “ have fun; it’s bizarre. ” “ if i wasn’t so panicking and worried about dying i’d be more concerned about that. ” “ would you mind shutting the hell up for just one moment, please. ” “ i don’t know what to trust any more. ” “ aren’t you just a delight ? ”
“ i don’t know if i want to. ” “ i am so unbelievably, utterly confused right now. ” “ i don’t want to do that. i would rather do anything than that. ” “ don’t kill me. ” “ I YELL WHEN I’M NERVOUS. ” “ how can you say that ? what did i do ?? ” “ that’s a revelation that’s going to have to go in second place to what the fuck i just saw. ” “ excuse me, are you trying to tell me what to do ? ” “ that painted a very vivid picture of something exceptionally fucked. ” “ i am not glad i came in here, i regret that very much. ” “ i’m doing it for you. because i love you. ” “ am i dead ? ”
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