this night is gonna end up in tears for me

How to remove a Wayne safely - Batmom x Batfam

My nephew got a tick on him today and, you know, there’s a way to remove them fully, like you can’t just tear them off or the head is gonna stay ? Well, it gave me a stupid idea. Hope you’ll like it.

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Some mornings, you had obligations. You had to wake up early.

When you and Bruce got married, you took the place of second CEO at Wayne Enterprise, to relieve your husband of a bit of the weight of it all. To make things easier on his end…To allow him to, sometimes, sleep more than three hours a night.  

You did it gladly. 

One morning every two days, more if Bruce was injured, you’d wake up early in the morning to go take care of the family business (when Bruce asked you if you could help, you felt like he genuinely fully trusted you…he trusted you with his parents’ empire, which meant a lot). 

Your Bruce both loved and hated it. Loved it because it meant that he could take a well deserve rest, hated it because it also meant that he’d wake up alone in the bed and oh he loathed that more than anything. He lived for those days were neither him nor you had anything to do, and could just cuddle your way to 5 pm haha. 

He also hated it because, since you monitored the bat computer every nights, you also needed your sleep and…he just hated the fact that your “obligations” toward him and his enterprise made you wake up. 

You wouldn’t have it any other way though, anything to allow your Broosh to rest, to recuperate and such. He wasn’t getting any younger and needed those peaceful time…Of course it was even better when you could both be lazy in your bed but, life wasn’t always like that. 

This morning, your faithful alarm clock, aka Alfred Pennyworth, came into your room to wake you up and…it was difficult. 

Last night, Bruce and your boys came back around 8 am, and of course you stayed up with them, monitoring the bat computer. And when you and Bruce finally got to bed…Well, you needed each others before sleeping and you both collapsed after a heated love making session, exhausted. Now, barely two hours later, you had to wake up and your entire body was sore and screaming for more sleep and…Uh, Alfred was having none of it. 

-Lady (Y/N), you need to wake up. 

-I am awake…

You said in a weak voice, bringing the blanket up to your nose. 

Bruce didn’t even budge, his arms around you, his face nuzzling your hair. Contrary to popular belief, once he was truly asleep, Bruce was very difficult to wake up and there could be a very loud metal concert next to him and he wouldn’t even hear it, too deep in his slumber. 

And right now, as you and Alfred talked aloud next to him, and you shifted in his arms…Well, he didn’t even move one inch. 

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EXO: dating Suho would include

•  so he would’ve had a crush on you for a while but was too afraid to speak up and say anything
•  bc he didn’t really know you that well and he didn’t wanna ruin any possibilities of getting to know you better
•  but working and being around him was becoming kinda awkward bc all he wants to do is impress you
•  so you’d catch on pretty quickly and put 2 and 2 together
•  the other guys TOTALLY being childish around yall bc they know you’ve got a little crush on their mom too
•  it’d take no time for them to set up a little plan to hook yall up
•  which ofc doesn’t work bc Junmyeon ends up shying out of it last second
•  but omg he’d be so sad for standing you up
•  so in the middle of the night-
•  still getting flustered when the members bring you up
•  bc he’s wow like I’m actually blessed to find someone that loves me like that and tbh I don’t wanna jinx it :)
•  but that’s a dang lie bc he’s always talking about how your cute lil hand fits in his
•  and how you press your lips against his neck when you’re sleeping
•  and how you always have a habit of wrapping yourself around him from behind when you’re scared
•  so at this point they don’t even bother bringing you up
•  being kinda shameless around you the longer you’ve been together
•  like trying to make you flustered when he’s walking around your place shirtless and eating an apple
•  being hella romantic and corny when he wants to kiss you
•  like he’ll grab your chin with his forefinger and and give you an Eskimo kiss and then finally pressing his lips against yours
•  he probably wants to grab all over your thighs when making out tbh
•  oml but pull on his hair and he’ll be putty in your hands
•  dad jokes central
•  you can never go a day without hearing him crack up after a joke, even when it didn’t make any sense or when he said it wrong
•  this goes without saying but he’d spoil the heck out of you
•  and going out of his way to show his love
•  having to scold the members when he’s not there bc he actually trusts you to handle them
•  but you’d just end up wreaking havoc when you’re all together
•  and blaming it all on baekhyun yikes
•  but tbh he loves seeing you with them bc he’ll keep thinking of what it’d be like to have children one day
•  him wanting to do cheesy things like dancing and kissing in the rain
•  having lots of playful fights that end up in him tackling you with kisses
•  bc all he wants to do is tease you and he loves how the both of you can act like kids around each other
•  having those lazy days with nothing to do but pressing a kiss on each others lips every now and then
•  and tracing his fingers over your delicate skin
•  bruh he’s so in love
•  pls treat him well and love him and help him take care of those kids bc tbh he’s getting too old 💙

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Near Death

12x12 coda

Dean thought he’d be strong enough to handle this. After all, he held himself together really well while it was happening, facade crumbling only once when it seemed Crowley wasn’t going to help. And after, too, he held himself together well, silently helping Castiel up, only slightly hovering in his orbit to ensure he made it to the car safely. Hell, he even held it together on the drive home, despite the slight hiccup where Sam had to take over driving because Dean kept stealing looks to the back seat to make sure Cas was still…well…alive.

He did such a good job holding it together that he’d almost managed to fool himself.

But nights had always been Dean Winchester’s weak points, his nightmares allowing him to relive his worst fears in horrifying clarity. And tonight, though Dean tried to send himself off with a copious amount of whiskey, the nightmares returned with a vengeance.

It wasn’t just watching Cas dying, no, he watched him die. Watched the light leave his eyes as he gave a sort of strangled gurgle and ceased to be. Dean watched it over and over again. Watched as Cas choked on his own rotten essence, trying desperately to say something to the group. No. To Dean. Sometimes he even died reaching out for Dean, as though Dean could save him, but every time Dean was powerless and…

“CAS!” Dean awoke shouting. His voice was raw, like he’d been doing it for a while, and tears streamed down his cheeks. The memory of the dreams came crashing back down upon him and everything he’d built up to prove he was strong crumbled. “Cas…” Dean whimpered, curling in on himself as the tears turned quickly to sobs.

He wasn’t sure why this was affecting him so much. Dean had watched Cas die before. He’d even tried to kill him before. But he’d never heard Castiel lay out, in such painful clarity, the depth of his feelings for the Winchesters. For Dean himself. Dean had spent years trying to figure out his feelings for the angel and the moment it was laid out on the table was when Cas was going to die?

A deep voice cut through his reverie. “Dean? Are you alright?”

Eyes adjusting to the darkness, Dean could make out Castiel hovering just at the end of the bed. Gone were his trench coat and suit, those had to be washed, even replaced, and in their place was an old t-shirt of Dean’s and a worn pair of sweatpants. Even in the dark, Dean could imagine the overwhelming amount of compassion that likely marred the angel’s face. The guy had almost died and was still looking out for Dean.

The tears dripped a little faster now, though Dean silenced the sobs. “Fine. Just a nightmare.”

There’s a shift as the far end of the bed frame sinks under Cas’ weight. “Nightmares are…very difficult. They seem so real, it can be hard to discern them from reality. But I assure you, the nightmare is over.”

“I know, Cas.”

Silence settled in the room. “I can’t heal you,” Cas whispered finally, “But…I am aware that some humans derive comfort from physical contact.”

Dean snorted through the tears. There was the Cas he knew and loved. “You gonna hug me all night.”

“If that will help,” Castiel replied in all earnestness.

Perhaps it’s Cas’ near death, but instead of make up excuses or tell Cas to go, Dean shifts over to make room. “Good. Get in.”

Castiel obliges and Dean’s embarrassed to admit how little time it takes for him to practically wrap himself around Cas like an octopus, arms around Cas’ chest, legs intertwined. He rested his head on Cas’ chest, marveling in the warmth, the heartbeat. Cas was alive. Cas was here.

They lay in silence, Cas rubbing gentle circles on Dean’s back as he works to sync his breathing with Cas’. It should be alarming how natural this all felt, but that’s a problem for another morning. Right now all that mattered was Cas was here, alive, in his bed. With him. Loving him.

Drowsily, Dean pressed the faintest of kisses to Cas’ chest. Another thing he’d think about in the morning. For now, with his tears dried and his breathing even, there was only one more thing Dean had to do.

“Hey, Cas?” he murmured, waiting for a rumbling hum in response before continuing, saying the thing he should have said long before the near death experience, “I love you too.”

Here Comes Goodbye - Connor McDavid

Originally posted by puckducky

Notes: Hola cuties! So, I was listening to some nice Rascal Flatts earlier when I remember I needed to write an angsty McDavid imagine, which voila, led to this. Hope you enjoy!!

Mentions: Steph LaChance

Warnings: Pregnancy, Angst

Requested: Yes | No

Up Next: I haven’t decided. I may put off some of the smuts but yeah.

Teaser: Stage one, confusion. Stage two, disbelief. Stage three, anger.

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Crossing Lines Part 2

Summary: AU Jensen and reader moved to LA so he could pursue a music career. A new tenant just moved into their building.  His name is Chris and he’s an up and coming actor.

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader, Chris Evans

Word Count:  3045

Warnings: SMUT, angst, fluff, cheating

A/N: These are my two faves and my mind wandered as I thought about what it would be like to have to choose between them. This is the result. This will be a multi-part series.

Missed Part 1?  Read it HERE.

Thank you to @hannahindie for betaing this for me!

All images are from Google Search, credit goes to their owners.


He leans in and you don’t lean away.  His crystal blue eyes fill your vision, asking you for permission and he must see it because he closes the remaining distance capturing your mouth with his.  His lips are soft and warm, but his tongue is cool from the beer.  His hands slide around your waist pulling you closer as your hands move up his neck and into his hair. Butterflies flutter in your stomach making you feel like a feather as your body molds to his.


Chris pushes you back onto the couch, nosing under your chin to kiss your exposed throat.  His hands roam over your body as he settles between your thighs.  You pull his face to yours, hungry for the feel of his lips again.  His hands slide up your body and under your shirt, fingers brushing your nipple, slamming you back to reality.  The butterflies take flight leaving you feeling like a stone.  You sit up, pushing him off.

“Sorry, shit.  I have to…  I have to go,” you say, standing up.

“Hey, hold on.”  His fingers ring your wrist, eyes meeting yours.  The blue orbs are innocence and mischief all wrapped up together.  “We can stop… just stay.  We’ll watch the movie.  I’ll keep my hands to myself, scout’s honor.”

You know you should go.  Your mind is screaming for you to, in fact.  But the other part of you, your angry, hurt and sad ego, the part that is hungry for his touch, is whispering stay.  Chris quietly watches you as the internal struggle between your two halves rages, until your ego wins, and you finally sit back down.

The smile on his face looks like a child’s on Christmas morning and you can’t help smiling back at him.  At least when you’re with him the pain of what Jensen did is dulled.  That can’t be so bad, right?

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Okay so tonight when I went to NXT, I decided to go all out on my Hype Bros gear because Zack was finally gonna be at a show I’m at. So I asked them on Twitter if they were gonna be there before I put everything on just in case & Mojo tweeted me and said “you know it!! See you soon?” So I replied with a pic of my outfit (first pic).
They came out for a triple threat tag team match and they didn’t see me at all before or during the match bc I was being blocked by one of the teams standing in their corner. Finally they won the match & they’re celebrating in the ring & I was worried they wouldn’t see me & just leave bc Zack was selling a knee injury. Right when I lost hope, Mojo scanned the crowd & saw me. He turned Zack to face me & they both pointed at me (second pic).
So Mojo comes over to me & goes “you want a sweaty hug?!” So of course I was like “yeah!” (Third pic).
Then he noticed my mom taking pics & was like “you want a picture?!” so Zack came over & we took this lovely pic😍 (fourth).
Then Zack high-fives me & Mojo decides to take my mom’s phone & (tried) to take selfies but they were blurry bc he was jumping around😂 (last three pics).
Then he was like “how about a video?!” So he took a video with me & handed me the phone back and I burst into tears😭
After all that, Zack saw the pic of my outfit on Twitter and said “perfection” and then when I started tweeting most of the pics, he said he was gonna steal the pic of the 3 of us but he ended up just reposting it on Instagram🙈
It took almost 5 years to meet my favorite, but it was sure as hell worth the wait. Don’t Los whole guys, you’ll meet your fav one day☺️

Day6: proposing to their long-term girlfriend

Jae: everyone avoids him like the plague bc they know he’s literally a walking vegetable and can’t even process what’s around him- so yeah he’s basically dead scared. Thinks over it so many times that his brain is all fried up, so someone definitely has to give him a little push in order for him to go through with it. Once he’s got everything together, it’s not as hard anymore. He knows you love him, and completely in love with you, so he lets his emotions do all of the talking. He probably does it over a quiet night while you two are cuddling or watching movies.

Sungjin: ok so he’d also be one to over think it, but he’d be 10x more confident than jae just bc there’s no doubts about your feelings for him. He’d for sure want it to be special, and make it a night you won’t forget. He’d make it private tho, just bc he might (will) cry lol no one else needs to see that. He’d set up a nice environment in a quiet restaurant, booking a room just for you two. Might write something and recite it bc he’ll probably forget what he’s trying to say. He’d be in tears halfway through it so you’d have to say yes before another fountain of tears flows out.

Youngk: why do I feel like he’d do it randomly and out of nowhere? Like imagine having a romantic date with him the night before, and he’s spending hours just staring at your face the next morning just bc he can’t sleep for some reason. He feels as though his heart is gonna burst and he can’t quite explain why, so when you wake up, he’s still in a sort of daze, just in awe of you. “Marry me, y/n” and that’d be the end of it. He probably already bought some rings for you guys, as he was planning on giving it to you for your birthday as promise rings, but now it seems like an even better idea.

Wonpil: would need so much consulting and advice from his hyungs, or even his parents. He’s so conflicted and doesn’t know if this is what you might want, or even if it’s what he wants. He’d be a ball of nerves and you’d sense it throughout your whole date as he takes you to where you two first met. The only one who bought an actual engagement ring and is ready to present it to you. As you’re walking together, enjoying each others company, he suddenly stops you and looks you deep in the eye as he lists the things that he loves about you and how you completely changed his life for the better, before getting on his knees and pouring his heart out.

Dowoon: he’d keep it secret from everyone, not really wanting all the attention or the chance to jinx it. But he’d actually try several times, only to end up making himself look like a fool and say he was joking. Only when you’d start to become suspicious, though, that’s when you’ll confront him and he’d spill out all his emotions. He knows he can’t back out now, so he might as well. He’d sit you down and explain why he’s so scared- he hasn’t told his parents, or your parents, do you even want to marry him? What if something goes wrong? What if you’re too young? You’d have to shut him up with a kiss in order for him to actually man up and ask you.

Originally posted by jaechicken

Irrelevant but Brian’s smile,,,,kms

Outside the window he can hear the sea calling, its magic tingling in his blood. The longing will never leave him, he knows; it is as integral to his body as the sealskin folded up in his suitcase. But now the crashing of the waves is mixed with the rhythm of Viktor’s breathing, slow and steady in sleep. Yuuri smiles and entangles their right hands, watching the moonlight glance off the golden bands on their fingers.

And then he tucks himself closer into the warm embrace of his husband, and dreams of perfect endings.

back 2 fic speedraws,,,,this time for “beside the dancing sea” by @omgkatsudonplease! this was one of the first fanfics i read for yoi (and also in my life bc i didn’t get into fanfic until this show stole my heart), and BOI!!!! i binged it in 1 night!!!!! it was such a stressful read because it IS a selkie love story, and if any of y’all know anything about selkie romances…they’re pretty tragic. but i held on to the happy ending and i had real tears in my eyes when i finished this :’) i can easily say this is one of my favourite fics!!! lily, thank you for writing this, and you’re also great to talk to!!! even though most of our discord conversations end up being really weird and nsfw lol :P


Pairing: Reader X Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Prompt: After Dean goes to Hell for the first time you struggle to get used to him not being around. One night Sam hears you crying from outside the motel room and walks into you sitting on your bed in tears.

Warnings: This is one of my sadder story so I want to put in place a trigger warning - mention of Dean’s death, mention of feeling very alone, some swearing

A/N: Italicized text is a memory 

You sat at the edge of the dirty motel room bed, your head in your hands as you felt the tears well up in your eyes. It had been two weeks since Dean had died. Two weeks since you had heard his raspy voice. Two weeks since you had seen his rare but contagious smile. Two weeks since you had smelled his scent, a strangely satisfying mix of musk, apple pie, and gun powder.

When you had first started to travel with the Winchester’s it was a strictly work situation. Bobby was like a father to you and he threw you with the two brothers knowing that they were in need of an extra set of hands as well as a female to put them in their place. You could still remember the conversation as if it was yesterday.

“I still don’t get why you think I need two partners.” you muttered, tossing your backpack over your shoulder as you glanced out the window at the Impala sitting in the driveway, engine on, two guys around your age in the front seats.

“I don’t think you need partners, I think they need you.” Bobby responded before taking a swig of his beer. 

“You know I don’t like people.”

“I have a feeling you will like these two.” he chuckled, setting his bottle down on the counter and walking over to you. 

“Doubt it.” you mumbled under your breath.

“I’ve known you, Dean, and Sam since you were all kids, take my word on this one.” he smiled before opening the door and waving at the two boys.

Tears began to fall down your cheeks as you recalled the memory. Dean and you had clicked almost immediately from the very moment he heard you humming along to ‘Carry On Wayward Son’ in the backseat of the Impala. 

The two of you could mess with each other and joke around together. You could hunt together without him having to worry about how you were handling yourself. He could turn to you for anything and you could turn to him for anything in return. Whenever he couldn’t talk to Sam he would talk to you. You two just worked.

And then in one night it all changed. The nights you used to spend talking to him were now spent mourning him with tears streaming down your cheeks. Tonight was no exception. 

“(Y/N).” you heard someone speak in a calm voice next to you. 

It was Sam. 

You had been too caught up in your thoughts to have even noticed him open and shut the door. 

“Hey.” you spoke in an attempted nonchalant voice as you brought your hands up to wipe away your tears. Sam watched as you blinked back more tears, your eyes wet and blood shot. You sniffled slightly as he dropped the grocery bag he was holding and sat on the bed next to you.

“I miss him too.” he said after several moments of allowing you to get your composure back. “But we’ll find a way to get him back, I pro-”

“Can you stop fucking saying that.” you muttered, your eyes dropping to the ugly patterned bed spread. You heard Sam swallow hard. “I can’t think about the possibility of him coming back Sam.”

“(Y/N), you have to have hope that we can get him back.” Sam tried to coax but you only shook your head in response. 

“I’ve had the hope for two weeks Sam and if I really want to I can have that hope until I die and see him down in Hell when I get there.” you said, bringing your eyes up to meet Sam’s, a single tear sliding down your cheek. “I can’t keep believing that he’s coming back because-” you paused, sniffling your nose to stop snot from coming out, “-because what if he doesn’t?”

“You can’t think that way.” Sam responded quickly. “We’ll find a way.” 

You let your eyes drop back down to the sheets as the room was plunged into silence. You kept replaying Dean’s smile in your head over and over, so much that you could almost hear his laugh. 

“You know, you never realize how lonely you are until it’s the end of the day and you have a bunch of things to talk about and no one to tell them to.” you whispered, another tear running down your cheek.

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“Dean and I used to sit on the hood of the Impala and talk for hours about our lives and what we thought about anything and everything. We used to sit there and talk about you, Bobby, your dad, my family, everyone.” you sniffled again. “And now that’s gone. And I can’t stay hung up on the hope that he’ll come back because if I do than every night is gonna kill me. Waking up without him in the motel room, sitting in the car and still smelling him but knowing he isn’t there. Hoping that he’s gonna come back just makes me think, okay only a few more days of this and then he’ll be in that motel room or he’ll be in the drivers seat.” you pause, your voice beginning to strain. “But in reality he’s dead. It’s not just a few more days and I can’t wake up every morning thinking that.”

And with that the room was dropped back into silence. But this time only for a brief moment.

“He loved you.” Sam said in a quiet voice. 

You felt a sharp pain in your heart at the three words leaving Sam’s mouth. 

“When you were asleep in the back of the Impala he would always check the rearview mirror to make sure you were still there, not like you would’ve been able to go anywhere.” Sam paused, his own voice straining now. “He always had his eyes on you whenever you weren’t watch as if you would disappear if he looked away. I’ve never seen him like that with anyone.”

The two of you sat in silence for several moments, tears blurring your vision. Finally you couldn’t hold them back anymore as you let the floodgates open. You knew you were an ugly crier but you didn’t care as you openly sobbed in front of Sam who now had his own eyes growing damp. 

“I miss him so much.” you cried out, your hands coming up and covering your face as you leaned forward, Sam’s arms coming around you and pulling you in tightly. You let your tears soak through your fingers and into his shirt as you continued to cry.

You loved him too. And now he was gone. 

i searched dear evan hansen up on youtube bc i saw a song from a spotify playlist and i was curious to know what kind of play it was, and then i watched a live performance of ‘waving through a window’ and fuck the beginning got me hooked so quick and by the end i was sobbing bc i related so much w/ his social anxiety and the song is so beautiful and now i think i’m gonna cry real tears throughout the night bc this might just be the play of my life

Void - part 5

Series summary: Reader has lost her memory and Sam and Dean try to find a way to get her life back.

Summary, part 5: Cas drops by to help.

Characters/pairing: Reader x Dean, Sam, Crowley, Cas

Word count: ~2270

Warnings: angst, language, mentions of pain, fluff, Dean being adorable

Author’s note: We’re at the halfway point already! Darn!

For catching up: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4.

It’s here! A few hours later than I planned/promised, but I got caught up writing, so sorry (not sorry). I hope y’all like it!

Tags at the end - as always, if you want on the list, let me know!

You slept late, woke up feeling rested and very reluctant to leave the bed. Stalling, you reached for one of the books on the nightstand. Your bookmark was near the middle, so you opened it there and read a few lines. To your surprise you remembered the plot right away. Huh. How can I remember a plot to a book I’ve been reading three weeks ago but not the important things like family or friends? This dulled your mood considerably, working as a cruel reminder that things weren’t normal for you. Sighing, you put the book back, got up and headed to the shower.

You dressed comfortably in a light sweater and well-worn jeans, twisted your damp hair into a loose braid and wandered to the hallway. You had only a vague memory from last night about how to get to the library or the kitchen, so you ended up taking a wrong turn and getting lost. When you stood there in the corridor, trying to figure out your next move, you heard a distant bang. The sound repeated a few times and finally you decided to swallow your pride and seek the source of the noise. It was probably either Sam or Dean anyway - they would surely mock your sense of direction, but help nevertheless. You followed the rhythmic sounds and knocked on the door where they seemed to come from. No one answered, but the bangs continued, so you braved the door open and stepped in.

You stopped on your tracks to admire the sight in front of you. Dean was standing in a booth, stance wide, arms straight in front of him and firing his gun repeatedly to a target across the room. The cotton of his shirt was stretched across his shoulders, revealing a toned back. Now there’s a sight for sore eyes. You relished the brief moment when he’d held you yesterday. I wonder what it would take to get a redo of that. That’s when you caught yourself. Oh for chrissake Y/N/N, stop drooling! You scolded your thoughts for a few more moments, never removing your eyes from Dean.

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Kinoko Kyousoukyoku: The evil sonata of the mushroom~
Sakamaki Subaru, Shuu & Kanato
Kinoko Kyousoukyoku: The evil sonata of the mushroom~

Here’s another Diabolik Lovers Drama CD. Since I found the translation, I decided to publish it immediately~

Thanks a lot kinokotottekoi for doing the translation and for that person who asked for it~


Kinokotottekoi: Last week and a few days ago I saw someone on the main tag asking for this translation and I thought why not? and did it today. After yesterday news about the new game I’m having such a good time you cannot imagine. I hope you enjoy it and as always let me know if you spot some mistakes. And if you feel like writing some comments in the tags please do it because I’m a creepy person and I’ll read them all muahah (。≖ิ‿≖ิ)ウシシ


*shuu, subaru and kanato are walking in the woods*

Kanato: why do I have to do something like this?

Subaru: shuddap, that’s my line…

Shuu: aah… was it that necessary climbing the mountain at night and coming all the way to the woods…? And for what? Mushroom gathering…?

Subaru: besides why am I with you two? I’m gonna get crazy… gathering mushrooms with these two weirdos… seriously, why me?

Kanato: what? Are you saying that you’re not happy to be with me?

Subaru: don’t you see how happy am I? You sure you’re okay?

Kanato: nnnggh… you’re pretty cheeky considering that you’re younger than me… I won’t shed a tear when you’ll end up suffering in Hell for being rude to me…

Subaru: hah? You’re trying to pick up a fight with me? I’m waiting, you pipsqueak.

Kanato: …pipsqueak? Did you hear him, Teddy? He’s going to become your new toy…

Shuu: yes, yes, now shut up. Why are you always fighting over crap like this? Isn’t it just tiresome? Honestly, your stamina is starting to concern me…

Kanato: don’t lump me together with someone like you. I am an aggressive vampire.

Shuu: …aggressive? You…? Shuu, seriously?

Shuu: …oh? So you’re here, too? Huh? What do we have to gather?Err… yeah, what was it?

Subaru: how is it that you forgot it!? We’re here to gather mushroom because of that asshole Reiji! Tch, this whole thing is getting more annoying by the second… let’s just gather them and go straight home. Tch, seriously… mushrooms… me…?

…huh? We lost the game so it can’t be helped? Aah… I thought I won…

Kanato: …mushrooms huh? When you eat them they feel all slimy so it’s not like you can eat them without anything else. They’re just hopelessly plain… I’d say they’re pretty like you, don’t you think? he’s probably referring to you but wtf

Shuu: I think the same. But seriously, why does Reiji want something like that? Huh? What do you say? Mushrooms are not so bad. They’re healthy and just right for the diet…?

Subaru: hah, diet? Haha you mean yours?

Kanato: why not? It could be that Reiji asked to gather them in order to do something about that fat of yours pffffff I’m crying

Shuu: yeah, it could be… you too!? But since we’re talking ‘bout Reiji it could also mean that he wants to create some kind of poison. Anyways, he wants some mushrooms with green and orange spots, some others with red and black stripes and some vivid yellow mushrooms.

Subaru: does it mean that they’re pretty good mushrooms? Maybe they have some special proprieties?

Kanato: like those matsutake mushrooms which humans eat a lot? Have you ever seen something like that? Huh? Never? Then they could be rare?

Shuu: I don’t know but you could be right. Anyways if we don’t bring them home it’ll be a pain so let’s get a move and gather them.

*the four of yours go haunting mushrooms*

Subaru: I see… special mushrooms… they could be those mushrooms that makes your body become bigger…(1) Subaru in Wonderland <3

Kanato: …matsutake… I don’t dislike matsutake… not at all…

Shuu: aah dull… I wanna sleep…

*you found them! → and to celebrate this special moment the pornosax.mp3 starts to play*

Shuu: we found them… the spotted ones, the striped ones and the yellow ones as well.

Kanato: I thought it’d be harder… we found a lot of them too…

Subaru:  …there’s no doubt… these are the mushrooms that… make your body grow bigger…(2) anyways at first I was like haha why does Subaru want to become bigger? Then I thought about his mother and made myself sad

Shuu: what?

Subaru: I-I didn’t say anything! A-anyways these are the mushrooms that Reiji wants right? They were pretty easy to find.

Shuu: yeah, that’s true. Anyways let’s just bring them home and—-

Subaru: hold on a second.

Kanato: what it is now?

Subaru: why don’t we… eat them?

Shuu: huh? Are you stupid? Do you want Reiji to kill us? He could really do it you know…

Subaru: no, listen. We gathered a lot of them. He won’t find it out if we eat some of them right? Besides the ones who found these mushrooms are us, so we can do whatever we want with them right?

Shuu: I get it but—-

Kanato: I think it’s a good idea. I’m in. Besides, I’m hungry.

Shuu: Kanato, not even you…

Subaru: see? You’re hungry too, right? Mh? Look, she says that she’s hungry too.

Shuu: hey, don’t join them! …but you know, it was Reiji who asked for these mushrooms, they could be poisonous or worse… hey you, you think I’m right don’t you? Yeah, yeah, I know. So it’s better that we don’t.

Subaru: hah, Shuu, you’re that scared?

Shuu: I didn’t say I’m scared…

Kanato: hey you, stop making strange faces and start cooking them. Now.

Shuu: wait, wait, you’re really going to eat them?

Kanato: Reiji asked us to gather them for him… I think it’s just obvious that there’s something special about these mushrooms. You! Don’t even try to complain, just cook them! How many times do I have to say that I’m hungry!?

Shuu: aah… I guess it can’t be helped… well, it’s not like I’m not curious, but… I have strange feeling about this… what a bother…

Subaru: so they’re finally ready… just how long did it took? You’re really damn slow, you know? Hah? What is it now? If you’re so dissatisfied don’t eat them? I never said I’m dissatisfied, have I?

Shuu: anyways it’s a pretty amazing color, don’t you think? The red, green and yellow hues merged together and created this odd color that I’ve never even seen…

Kanato: I saw something like this. When you step on some cabbageworms (3)

Shuu: I get it! I get it! Don’t add anything else! Ah, I feel sick… I can’t stand them

Subaru: hah, what a looser! They’re just insects!

Shuu: you can talk like that because you have no idea of what happened to me…! I was there, walking under the shadow of a tree because I wanted to take a nap. Suddenly a cabbageworm fell down on my shoulder… can you understand how I felt!? Its hair entwined with my cardigan and I wasn’t able to get it off me…! When in the end I did something about it and laid down to sleep, another worm fell on my face…! Can you understand how I felt!? Can you!?

Subaru: I-I… I didn’t mean to… err… sorry…

Shuu: if you get it it’s fine. Well, let’s eat some mushrooms then.

Kanato: if they taste bad it’s your fault. I hope you understand this. Huh? You won’t take responsibility for it…? You’ve at least tasted them, haven’t you?

Subaru: WHat!? You haven’t!? Are you stupid? You think we can eat something that you haven’t even tasted?!

Shuu: come on, eat them. Huh? You won’t? Oh, but you will. Come on, eat it!

*you swallow it*

Kanato: sigh… you’re really a troublesome human, you know?

Subaru: how do they taste? Huh? In spite of how they look they taste quite normal?

Kanato: I knew it…

Shuu: Kanato, what do you mean by that?

Kanato: nothing too important. Just the fact that now I’m sure that the reason why Reiji sent us to gather mushrooms was because he’s actually doing something that he doesn’t want us to know. He’s now probably creating something to kill us… and when he’s done, he will eat these mushrooms while watching our dead corpse. sure Kanato. Sure He’s this type of person. I’m sure he’s somewhere sneering at us and planning to make her his.

Shuu: hah? You really think that he sent us all the way here to do something like that…?

Subaru: yeah, Kanato’s right. He’s like this. Making us gathering these in order to set up a nice trap for us…

Shuu: aah… I don’t know…

Kanato: you’re defending him pretty nicely… too much brotherly love will make you end up badly.

Shuu: it’s not like that…

Subaru: anyways, what’s important is that we got it. This is the right chance to anticipate him—

*subaru eats some mushrooms*

Subaru: well… they’re not bad…

Kanato: don’t pretend to know something about food tastes… you have no clue about these things.

*kanato eats them too*

Kanato: they’re… not bad…

Shuu: well, personally I don’t think you’re right about seeing a trap here… *eats them* mmh… not bad… if you don’t think about its color you can eat them pretty easily…

Subaru: seconds aww

Kanato: wha—

Shuu: hey, don’t eat them all!

Subaru: shuddap! First-comes first-served! When there’s only one plate the rule is this one.

Kanato: I don’t know that rule. (4)

Shuu: ah, that rule is bothersome. Just divide that portion and give some to me

Subaru: hey… what’s wrong? Why are you shaking? Huh? You’re not…? Aah… the ground… is swinging… what the…? Shit what’s this?

Kanato: w-what’s going on? An earthquake…? Or maybe it is… a vulcanian eruption…?

Shuu: …mmh? Now that you tell me… my hands and legs are getting… kinda numb…? But you… you’re fine, right? Huh? You’re totally fine? What do you—-

Kanato: could it be that… even this is…

Subaru: a trap!? Reiji’s trap?!

Kanato: pffff—- hahahAHAHAHAHAH wait a minute— hahah did you put—- some kind of drug on… that pot…? hahahHAHAH

Subaru: K-Kanato got crazy… nngh…. waaaAAAAAAAH—-! *he’s crying btw*

Shuu: w-what the hell are you two—-? Oh damn…! Me too…! I’m…!! uuuuuaaaAAAAHHHH…!! Some strange strength inside me… IS COMING OOOOUT!!

Kanato: haha but you hahah don’t just look at us hahahahah do something about this…! Don’t you hahah like me? haha I like you… so much hahahah

Subaru: gaaaah you son of a bitch…! How can you say… something like that so… nonchalantly…!? Uuwaaaahhh if you say it then… she’s… she’s… she’s mineeeeeh! If you’re not by my side… I can’t go on…!! uuwaAAAAHHH shhh I feel like crying too

Shuu: waahahahah what the hell are you two talking about?! I’ll do everything to make you miNEEEEEUEUEUEUEUH I’m so sorry

Kanato: hahahahah stop…!! Haha I can’t… anymore…!! Don’t touch me…! hahahah

Shuu: I-I can’t believe that… this whole thing is… Reiji’s plan… uuuWAAAAH….!!

Subaru: …this must mean… that… this mushrooms don’t… work unless… a vampire… EAAATS THEEEEEEEM….!!

Shuu: damn it…! I even ate… a lot of them…!! He knew that… we’d eat them… and so… he asked us to gather them… damn it… whAT A BOTHEEEEEEER….!!

Subaru: uwaaaahahahhhh I can’t anymore… DO SOMETHING!!

Shuu: …yeah… just… do somethiiiiiIIIIIIING….!!

Kanato: …what did you say…? Haha… huh? Reap what you sow(5)? Y-you…! I’ll make sure… to punish you… when the effect disappears….!! Hahahah 


(½) err… At first I was thinking about translating “dekai“ as "strong” but honestly it’s more commonly used as “huge” and “big”. Besides he says「ひょっとして食うと体がでかくなったりする... ...あれか。」so basically “they could be those mushrooms that makes your body become bigger when you eat them…”. So yeah, like… Alice in Wonderland’s mushrooms Σ(●゚д゚●)

(3) 青虫(あおむし)aomushi, the caterpillar of the cabbage white butterfly. Poor guys, they’re so cute…

(4) or “I don’t care”. Whatever.

(5) 自業自得(じごうじとく)jigou jitoku


Chapter 2 Aria Part 1.

Trigger warning: Sexual assault, domestic abuse. Please call the 1−800−799−7233 if you have suffered from any abuse.

In the next upcoming months Aria and Harry reconnected. Her album was to be released soon but she longed to go back to the days she sang background for the band.

Laying in bed she remembered the day Liam and Harry got into a fight over whose part she will sing along with and somehow she managed to appease them both. It was the first time Harry truly noticed her as he tells it to people.

It was currently 10pm in New York  which meant it was 3am in Manchester where Harry was working on his album. Aria was supposed to be asleep instead her mind raced filled with anxiety she couldn’t relax instead her thoughts took her to the worst possible outcomes for performance the next day. To help pass time she texted him

Aria: I miss you big head lol😚😙😋

Aria: I can’t sleep😣😣😓😓☹

Aria: I wish I could call you but you’re sleeping beauty and you definitely need 6 hours of sleep at least or youll be evil lol 😴😴😴

Aria: Remember the time i made you stay up for 24 hours and you were grumpy the whole day and I had to make it up 😉😂

Aria: I have to perform tomorrow. I don’t want to. I’d  much rather go back to the good old days where no one knew I existed

Aria: I still laugh at the memories of you falling on stage…. clumsy prince

Aria: I’m gonna have diarrhea tomorrow theres no  way I’m gonna survive

Aria: Sorry TMI 🙊

Aria: Since I cant bug you you’ll wake up to like 20 texts. 😜

Aria: she sent picture of her sleeping with the teddy bear he got her 2 years ago

Aria: Me and Mr. H miss you

Aria: I had to give him surgery awhile back. Roxy the little shit ripped his eye out. I almost cried 😢😢😢

Aria: Imagine me a grown woman crying over a stuffed animal. 😂😭😭😭

Aria: I went into panic mode!! That was not a contingency I planned for she just bit his eye and yanked it out! Then she starts running with it! In her mouth! Chewing it!  I never truly knew what panic was till that moment!😲😲😲

Aria: Damn dog😒😒😒

Aria: Arent you supposed to be up running? It’s 3

Aria: I miss you again

Aria: I don’t want to perform Harry

Aria: Will you be disappointed in me if I quit?

Aria: Will you call when you wake up?

When Harry woke up at 5am his time he read the texts laughing she was definitely panicking her nerves were getting to her because she was a chatter box.

He called her via Skype

Her computer facing her she raised up hearing the call she clicked the mouse before falling back in bed.

“Aria” he said watching her move around


“I see Roxy is around Mr.H” he said noticing the dog by her side  

“Yes she was on 1 month probation after she did that”

He chuckled

“It’s not funny” she said sitting up

“Yeh ok?”

“No” she said looking down  

“Yeh’ll do good!”

“I don’t like performing in front of people”

“Yeh did when we went on tour”

“Yes but no one knew it was me”

He sighed

“I have to perform for the executives at 9. Practiced my ranges”

“Don’t strain your voice”

“I know… what are you doing today besides calming my nerves”

“Just tha'nd recording”

“You’re working on your 3rd album?”


She smiled “you have great bed head”

He laughed “are yeh not sleepy?”

“I am I keep jerking in my sleep”

“Just relax poppet”

“I’m trying”

“I have to go for my run”

“Ok i’ll call you when I get done”

“Ok” he said blowing a kiss

She caught it.

Harry: How’d it go? He asked when she didn’t call by the end of the day he wondered how things went

Aria: 😭😭😭😭😭😖😓

Harry called her

Harry: Pick up poppet

Aria: No 😭😢

Harry: howd it go

Aria: ‘need more practice’

Aria: Tommy said ‘on a scale of 1-10. 1 being pretty bad  and 10 being the worst performance ever that was a 7.’ 😭😭😭 I can’t do this

Harry:😒😒 drop him he’s a shitty manager

Harry: Pick up poppet please

She took a deep breath before answering his call

“Hey” she said

“Where are you?”

“At home”  her voice broke

“Aww pet”

“I can’t do this Harry”

“I think yeh need another manager”

She sniffed “I wish you were here”

“I’ll be there soon pet”

She remained silent

“Wanna tell me what happened?”

“My voice  shook the whole time….sang off key sounded like shit”

“It’s alright Aria”

“It’s not,” her voice was soft. “I’m not made for this.”

“Aria yeh are” he stressed

She sighed “how was your day”

“It was wonderful recorded 3 songs”


“My album is done will you listen to it?”

He paused “i don’ kno’ if i should.” He was hesitant. In the past she depended so much on his opinion he got frustrated with the search of approval from him.

“Ok fair enough i’ll have Mr. H listen to it”

He remained silent

“Maybe i can do like a Sia thing but cover my whole body be in dungeon somewhere”

He was still quiet

“Ok Harry good night.” She said ending the call. She knew him too well he was asleep.

As she sat aimlessly looking at the ceiling she contemplated all the different things she could do to put an end to her contract. Get sick with a virus, purposely damage her larynx, car accident etc. When Harry awoke at 3am his time he called her she stared at the phone contemplating whether she would swipe right or left. The screen went dark she thanked the gods for not making her make that decision.

At 10 in the morning she found herself in the studio listening to Thomas or Tommy berate her

“ARIA! Im talking to you!” he said snapping her out of her thoughts

“Sorry” she cowered away

“WHY” he paused “why didn’t you perform like you did in this video? you were so good then what is it now?” he was showing her a video of her singing at a local jazz bar. There were only 10 people, people she would never meet this was different this was executives and produces people who had the power to build or destroy her career with one move.

“I dont know im just nervous”


“EVERYTHING!” She argued back before looking at her phone Harry had called her 5 times already.

Harry: Aria are you ok ive called you multiple times

She recorded Tommy


She spoke softly “Im sorry I can’t Tommy”


She sat silently and hit the send button

Harry: get up and walk away. He texted feeling his anger rise if he was there his fist would be connecting with Tommy’s jaw

Aria: I cant

Harry: Aria get up and walk away

Aria: he’s blocking the door.

She remained quiet waiting for the vent session to be over.

“You have a show tomorrow Chicago Bulls so get ready. Ya ass aint making a fool out of me again”
She nodded leaving the studio. She ignored Harry for the rest of the day working on her vocals. She sat at home working on her ranges.

“You sound good Ria” her grandmother said cooking

“Thanks Grandma”

“Whats wrong?” she noticed her behavior

“Tommy screamed at me… told me lots of things i was an embarrassment to him… grandma i don’t know if i can do this”

“Youre too good dont let him ruin you!”

“I know”

Her phone lit up it was Harry texting her.

Harry: can you call me please

She stood up and went to her room to call him

“Aria” he said looking at her on the camera

“Hey” she said getting comfortable on the bed. Her eyes were puffy her nose was red. “How was your day?”

“Good.. are yeh ok?”

“I’m ok” she sighed

“Wha’ happened with Tommy”

“Have to perform tomorrow”

He tilted his head in confusion


“Don’ wan yeh to be sad pet”

“I’m ok Harry. Me and Mr. H will be tough” she joked

He chuckled “I’ll be there soon so save some luvin for me yea?”
“No you dont get any”

“Wha’? Why?” he smiled

“Well see me and Mr. H have a bond even you can’t break. I have been there with him through thick and thin” her eyes welled up “and he wont” her voice started to break “and he wont let me down and i won’t do the same to him… sorry i dont mean to cry”

“Aria dont cry pet”

She chuckled wiping her tears “I don’t even know why im crying Harry thats the problem. With Mr. H i know i cant let him down"

“You never let me down" he spoke softly 

“I have, i know that, but im trying not to.”

He sighed not knowing what to say. She was always too hard on herself. Her worst critic never letting up on her imperfections. “ ‘M gonna go to bed” he mumbled

“K good night” she said before ending the call

The next day she walked onto the court her hands shaking getting ready to sing the national anthem. Tommy had softened his tone but his words were still harsh. She found herself panicking 30 minutes prior, hunched over with a paper bag to her mouth. The cameras flashed she brought the microphone to her mouth. She closed her eyes imagined she was at home. When the song was done people jumped to their feet cheering her on. She thanked them and rushed off court. It was one of her best performances.

“WHOO!“ Tommy cheered “THAT WAS IT! THAT’S WHAT YOU DO!… You sounded so good. Thats what you do in front of the execs don’t worry about them you got this Aria!”

She smiled taking a deep breath in she wanted to leave there was no celebration for her this only meant the inevitable an album release and a music career.

“Thanks Tommy can i go home now?”

“Nah lets go party!”
“I really dont want to”

“Look its for your image just one drink” he begged

“Ok” she sighed as they made their way to club she texted Harry

Aria: I think i did ok everyone is happy

Aria: Going to the club with Tommy

Aria: Text you when i get home

It was supposed to be the club but they pulled up to his house, there was a party going on

“Tommy i thought you said club” she said giving him a look

“I know but house parties are fun!”

She shook her head this was her first time in his house “I’m not”

“Please just one drink you promised”

“Fine one drink and i’m done”

An hour passed one drink turned to two and two turned to three she thought. Her head was spinning, Tommy was being too friendly, he was groping her in places he shouldn’t have. When she tried to leave his grip on her wrist tightened when she fought back he put her arm behind her making her face the crowd as he dry humped her from behind. When he dragged her to the bathroom she used the opportunity to escape.

“Come on!” he stressed in a playful tone licking her neck forcing her against the wall

“No stop”  she said weak from the concoction she was never a light weight so this was not the norm for her
He hit her thigh “I said come on!” his thigh wedged between hers his tone changed he was being forceful

“Stop Tommy” she tried to fight him off

He held her hands above her with one hand while the other groped her body “You know you want this dick, Harry can’t do you like me”

“Please” she begun to cry she was too weak

Abruptly the door swung open. The man looked at Aria’s face “Yooo chill!”

“I’m not doing nothing” he said stepping away from her with his hands up

She quickly maneuvered from him he reached out for her but her arms were too quick on her way out she fell to the floor. Only managing to stand up and rush up the steps she found a room and locked herself in it. Quickly she dialed Harry’s number forgetting he wasn’t in the US, when she remembered she called her grandmother

“Aria do you know what time it is? im asleep!”

“Grandma please come get me” she sobbed on the phone

“Whats wrong?” she sensed the urgency

“He almost raped me i dont know whats wrong with me”

“You stay there i’m calling the cops”

“NO! please”

“Where are you?”

“Tommy’s house on 3rd bellavue house with all the cars”

“Stay where you are I’m coming!”

It felt like eternity waiting for her grandmother. She was finding herself waking up from an unconscious ous state every 5 minutes. She was fighting to stay awake.
Her phone rang 4 times before she awoke

“Hello? Hello? Aria!?”


“Where are you? You tell me now or i’m coming in with my shot gun!”

“I’m coming don’t” she said weak

Slowly she stood up her legs felt like jello, she opened the door and walked to the staircase  held onto the railing with a death grip the party was dying down. She saw him at the corner of her eye he was mingling slowly she walked down the steps trying her best to  not draw any attention to herself.  When she got to the bottom of the stairwell. The door seemed so far away there were so many people in the way she tried to quickly move around them

“Aria? Is that you?” she heard his voice

“ARIA! I’m calling you!” fear took over she was pushing people out of the way, when she reached the door she opened it and collapsed her grandmother already standing outside her car ran towards her

“Aria” he spoke in her ear as pulled her up. She winced away

“YOU GET AWAY FROM HER!” her grandmother threatened

“I’m just trying to help her out”


She whimpered standing up

“Aria are you ok?” she spoke to her helping her up

She limped to the car her ankle sprained

When they got to the house it took her grandmother 10 minutes to wake her up

“Oh thank God! Aria what did you drink?”

“I don’t know” she said turning her head away from her

“Let’s get you in the house”

She slumped on the couch her grandmother close by the whole night.

The next morning she woke up with a splitting migraine confused about what happened

She groaned her memory was hazy, she remembered drinking a blue motorcycle and Tommy being aggressive she remembered him walking her to the bathroom his smile on his face his eyes telling her something else

“Oh mi nieta you’re awake!”

Her voice raspy “Grandma what happened?”

“Thomas tried to rape you!”

She thought “No… what?”

“Aria you called me you couldn’t even stand! you need to call the cops i think you were drugged”

“He what?” she sat up needing to piece things together

She picked up her phone there were texts from Tommy

Tommy: i hope you had fun i had too much to drink

Tommy: im sorry about what i did I love you😗 Aria i would never hurt you i was just fucked up
Tommy: shit you were too,

Tommy: grinding on me i miss read the signals, you know that right? You know how i get when im fucked up

Tommy: tell your g ma to chill i was fucked up too shit you were too

Tommy: call me when you get this

Miranda: 😁😀YAY bestfriend you did good!

Her mind tried to remember what happened but it couldn’t dnt her wrist was bruised, she rubbed it to sooth the pain.

“Aria you need to call the cops!”

She shook her head “I don’t”

“Well freshen up clear your head”

“How’d i get home?” she looked around

“I came to get you! that rapist was trying to pull you back in”

She stood up and fell to the ground

“Ahh!”  She grimaced  grabbing her swollen ankle

“I think you sprained it” her grandmother picked up her foot “here put it up let me get some ice”

In the bathroom she undressed she noticed bruises on her neck, her thighs and knees when the skirt fell she covered herself with her hands, she had no underwear, she could not remember what happened to it. In shower she tried the best she could to remember she couldn’t. But she also knew something wasn’t right. she scrubbed hard feeling dirty. She felt a sick feeling from the pit of her stomach she hunched over unable to stop it. She vomited.  

In her sleep it came to her in a flash

She saw herself drinking her drink.That nauseous feeling intensified

“I gotta go I don’t feel good.” she steadied herself by holding his shoulders

“No stay” he rubbed her sides

She shook her head “I’m leaving”

“I said stay” he insisted pulling her back, her back to him he breathed on her neck. She moved her neck  away “Mmmm you have a nice ass” he said before smacking it

She shot up in cold sweats her head pounding was it true? Did he really do that?

She looked at her phone there were texts from Harry. He sent her a screenshot from the tabloid the caption “Looks like you and Thomas had fun, you did great! I watched it! what a way to celebrate😂😋” the picture her hair on her face with one arm behind it looked like they were in the middle of a dance. Her wrist ached as if it had a memory of the pain that was inflicted upon it. Harry was oblivious to the dark truth. feeling nauseous she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Rising slowly she cried looking at herself in the mirror.She blamed herself she should have known better. She should have been more careful.

Picking up her phone there was another message from Harry

Miranda: Bitch call me you look lit😂😜

Miranda: Umm that picture doesnt look right call me 🙁😕😞

Harry: call me when you wake up pet I miss your voice😗.

She snatched her laptop from the floor quickly she searched flights to Manchester leaving the next day. She was willing to pay any price once she got the confirmation email she hopped off the bed and three clothes into her suitcase

Her grandmother walked into her room “Where you going you can’t leave!”


“Are you going to tell him

“I can’t even remember what happened! if it happened will he believe me?”

“Aria he can’t get away with what he did! now I don’t know how the music industry works but that man cant walk away from what he did to you!”

“I know mimi”

“So call the cops”

“I..” she looked to the bathroom

Her grandmother stressed her point “tell him.. Harry will know what to do…. have you talked to him?”

She shook her head

“I’m not going to let this go”

“I know”

“How’s your head?”


“Well relax I will finish packing for you”

The next day she found herself in Chicago O’hare limping around she hadn’t told Harry about her plan to stop by.

Tommy: You haven’t called are you ok

Tommy: just call me or send a text to tell me your ok

She felt sick looking at the texts holding onto Mr.H she walked around till her flight departure time. When she landed at 2pm she made a beeline for his condo.

She knocked in the door she quickly wiped away her tears

“Yea yea!”  she heard his voice through the door

He stood confused for a second before his face  lit up

“Poppet! Wha’re yeh doing here?“ he asked lifting her into a tight embrace

“I missed you” she confessed

“Yeh  should have told me!”

“I just did!” she said forcing a smile

He leaned down to kiss her she could only manage a few kisses it was killing her.

“What do I owe this delightful surprise?” she shrugged walking in

“Hey” she greeted his band


She smiled

“Yeh should have told me really” he said pulling her down on his lap. “ ‘M flying to London tomorrow family time”

“Oh” she said looking down

“Yeh’ll come with me?”

She nodded

“Wha’ happened to your foot?” Weezer asked  

“I fell… heels”

“All that partying yeh ‘nd Thomas did” Harry commented “yeh never texted by the way”

She swallowed hard smiling at him “sorry forgot”

He raised his eyebrow

“So what are you up to today?” she asked

“Last recording session are yeh ok?” he noted her pale complexion

“Yea, just cold”

“Yea we gotta go mate” Stevie said noticing the time

“Oh shit! Yeh want to come?” he said standing up

She shook her head

“Jet lag?”

She nodded

He leaned down placing his forehead on heres “Ok well yeh kno’ where the food is. Don' eat all my bananas. I’ll be back ok?”

She forced a smile fighting the tears “yes”

“Are yeh sure you’re ok?”

She hated that he could read her like  an open book

“Yes” she said kissing him

“One more” he said biting his lip

She wrapped her arm around his neck. It took all the energy she had to put passion into the kiss

“Oi!  we gotta go.” Stevie said

As the  day turned to night she sat crying on the couch. She checked her emails wanting to tell her grandmother she was safe. Her heart dropped seeing Tommy’s name on the list she hesitated to open it. When she did it was a picture of her in the airport the title read Aria party girl rushed to Manchester to see Harry. The caption read Rumor is he called her screaming mad about the picture of her and manager Tommy G. His email: Im fucking calling you and you in UK? We got sessions you better be back by Tuesday. She felt sick to her stomach they couldn’t be more wrong. Sleep finally seeped in after hours of laying awake. Her memory flashed through her dreams

“Come on” he says grabbing her hand he had a goofy smile on his face  pulling her towards the dance floor

“No Tommy” she tries to resist

He pulled harder making her collapse into him “damn baby! I didn’t know you wanted it  like that?” he chuckled

“Stop” she pushes away from him

His hands grab her ass he is holding her in place as he rubs his nose on her neck “you gonna feel so good on my dick”

She sat up immediately tears flooded out of her eyes this couldn’t be happening she thought. She got off the couch and went to  lay in bed. A migraine already thumping through her brain she lay in bed when she heard the door open she turned on  her side pretending to be asleep.

Harry quietly took of his clothes and retreated to the bathroom. She could hear him humming behind the water. When he got in bed he cradled behind her kissing her cheek before falling asleep. As she begun to get sleepy she prayed she wouldn’t wake up from a nightmare. In  the morning her prayers were answered she softly  got out of bed and got ready. Harry woke up an hour later.

“Wha’ do yeh want for breakfast pet?”

“Nothing this is fine”

“ ‘Re yeh sure? you’ve been pushing around the cereal for 5 minutes”  she was in a daze she didn’t notice

She shook her head “it’s fine I promise” she lied

He grabbed her hand “Ok are yeh sure? cuz i’ll get yeh anything yeh want”

“I promise” she said forcing the spoon in her mouth.

When they got to his mother’s house she was greeted with love

“Aria come in we have missed yeh oh I always knew yeh two would get back together!” Anne hugged her

She smiled

“Aria!” Gemma greeted her “finally someone we like… no love

“When are yeh goin to marry her Harry?”Anne asked

“Oh muuum” he fussed

“ ‘M just saying she took yeh back it’s a sign”  

Gemma chimed in “Yea no one wants yeh but her so yeh need to be in your knees”

“These’re strangers not my family I don’ kno’ wha’ alien planet they come from” he joked causing them to laugh

Gemma grabbed her hand dragging her away from Harry “We have to catch up that dress at the wedding to die for where did you get it?”

“Michael Castello designed it”

There was a lot of catching up to do which Aria gladly agreed to do anything to take her mind off that night

At dinner she sat once again pushing her food

“Do yeh want something else?” Harry whispered

“No!” she got scared “this is fine!” she put a mouthful in her mouth

He gave a look she was definitely being strange. She had no appetite there was a raging migraine  she was trying to calm down. After yawns went around the room after dinner every one retreated to their rooms

“Ok off it pet what’s  the problem?” He asked while they lay in bed. He was trying to find out what was wrong with her

She spoke softly “Nothing”

“No there’s something big show comin’ up?”

“No just thinking”


She shook her head and smiled

“Yeh don’ wan’ to talk ‘bout it?”

She shook her head

“Ok” he looked down at her holding Mr.H  “You’ve been holding him awfully tight can’ yeh hold me like tha’ too?” He joked

“No you might break” she teased


“You might break” she held back her smile

“Are yeh saying I’m weak?” He asked towering her


“Yeh wanna test tha’ theory?” he asked before  kissing her deeply his kisses made her forget momentarily but when he started grabbing  her thighs and kissing her neck is when her mind refused to let it go. She froze eyes shut tight. He noticed the tension in her body he raised up to look at her

“Aria wha’s wrong?”


“You’re stiff as a board look at me” she opened  her eyes “wha’s wrong?”

She sighed “I can’t…. not tonight”

He huffed “ok” he gave her sweet kisses


“Don’ be luv is just sex…  I can take care of  myself” he said winking

She giggled “Perv”

“Hey only for yeh”

“I guess I should feel special”

At night her prayers were not answered. Her mind took her back to that night

She looks around people are dancing she doesn’t know where she’s going but Tommy is pulling her towards it.The bathroom door is kicked open and he pushes her inside

“Stop it Tommy” she says trying to walk passed him. He closes the door with his foot. He charges  towards her stuffing his tongue in her mouth. She pushes him away and slaps him. His hand is immediately around her neck his eyes cold and dark he pushes her against the wall. “bitch ill kill you matter of fact” his other hand loosens his belt

“please” she begs clawing at his arm he pulls out his penis, “you know you want this dick" he jams his knee into her thighs forcing them open. “shut up.” He reaches up her skirt to rip off her underwear. He pulls hard making her body jerk forward before the fabric gives way. "Harry cant do you like me" He gets closer kissing her neck she tries pushing him off he places both arms above her head holding them by the hands he reaches between her thighs she’s crying “please” she begs. He stops and looks at her he licks his hand before he palms her vagina. He moans “you wet already, just how i like it”

She shot up from her sleep in a cold sweat immediately she ran to the toilet a violent vomiting spree was to begin.

Harry groaned “Aria?” he turned to his side to confirm she wasn’t there

“Aria” he called sitting up hearing the vile noise. Slowly he got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. He knelt down beside her rubbing her back

“Something yeh ate?” he offers explanation

She nods in agreement

When she’s done her hands are shaking she can barely wash her face. She was pale as if she saw a ghost

“Wha’s wrong?” he asked noticing  her expression

She turned around with tears in her eyes if he only knew

“Shhh it was just a dream” he sooths her hugging her tight.

But it wasn’t was it? Tommy really did those things. The reality was setting in.

In the morning she continues to rub Harry’s arm unable to fall asleep she lay awake against his chest

During breakfast she checked her phone

Tommy: Where the fuck are you at

Tommy: you think it’s funny you fucking with my career

Aria: I need more time please

Miranda: so you really gonna ignore me your bff?

Mimi(grandmother): Aria have you told him

Aria: Not yet I will soon I promise

As Gemma and Aria shopped around she tried her best to act natural.

“Are yeh ok?” Gemma asked during lunch Aria even though trying her best was very distant

“Yea!” she said putting on a happy face

“Sure? yeh look pale”

She smiled “Yea lack of sun” she joked

“Tell Harry he owes you a vacation”

She smiled Gemma her biggest advocate always made Harry go out of his way for her “Only if you come too!”

“You know it!”  

As the day wound down she hopped the night would be gentle on her she couldn’t wake up from another nightmare.

“Did you see this?” Harry laughed showing her a picture of her crawling up the stairs. Who would possibly take that picture and furthermore insinuate she was going to have sex with Tommy?

She smiled

“Yeh were having fun weren’t yeh?”

She remained silent

“But ’m glad yeh ‘nd Tommy handled your differences” he said falling asleep

She melted into his chest not wanting to remember anything

The next day she Aria, Anne, and Gemma decided to clean up then treat themselves to dinner. She got multiple texts during the day. People were asking her about the picture.

Miranda: uh you need to call me NOW! i know your ass didnt fuck tommy

Miranda: you disappeared to Manchester whats up☹

Miranda: ARIA what did Tommy do to you? Why did Mimi call me crying???😭😭

Aria: i can’t talk about it Miranda, not now

Mimi: have you told him

Aria: not yet Mimi

Mimi: im not playing do it or  I will

Aria: ok ok

~With Harry~

“Whoa Harry have you seen this?” Weezer asked


“Look” he looked at the heading Tommy G accused of sexual assault 2 victims have come forward the caption: ‘Both victims claim it happened in his house we will keep you posted’

He frowned “he didn't” he paused to think  remembering the dirty glances he gave women

“I gotta find out more” Weezer said scrolling through his phone

As the day went on he couldn’t help but think about it. It gnawed at him this was her manager, someone who was close to her.

“Oh shit! Now they are saying one of the girls was assaulted the night he partied with Aria”

Harry tried to shake it off. “no he couln’ have”

Stevie rushed to him“Harry have you seen?”

“Yea” not wanting to be bothered by it

“No look!” Stevie said shoving the phone at him 

Harry looked at him before grabbing the phone he read the words ‘A witness has stepped forward caught him in the act.’ As he read the details his heart rate picked up ‘…. walked in  on him with his female artist.’ Tommy only managed Aria and another female artist who was absent that night

“Have yeh talked to Aria maybe its someone else” they tried to reason

“Did she tell you anything?” Gigi asked

He looked at them “no she would tell me”

When the day ended even Gemma got notifications on social media people were tagging her on the posts. Aria’s phone was buzzing nonstop.

Miranda: Aria

Miranda: dont ignore me im your best friend,…. thunder buddies for life

Miranda: Aria

Miranda: did it happen?

“Aria wha’s this?” Gemma asked showing her the article.  Her heart sank reading the article Tommy was getting charged with sexual assault. Two victims identified one had yet to come forward.  She was the remaining piece.

She shook her head “its nothing”

“They’re saying you’re the other woman is it true?”

“Other woman for what?” Anne asked taking the phone from Gemma’s hand

As Harry rushed to his mother’s house he thought to himself those pictures that were taken, she did look uncomfortable in Tommy’s embrace. The bruised wrist she explained away seemed to be the one he was holding behind her back. She also never got that drunk in public so it was strange that she got that drunk, even when she got drunk she was never that sloppy, falling all over the place hair in her face.

As Aria tried to convince Gemma and Anne that wasn’t her her phone lit up

Miranda: Shit is hitting the fan I hope you told him

Tommy: you bitch

Mimi: hope you told him  

Aria felt her breathing hitch

“Aria this sounds like yeh!” Gemma said reading more articles

“It’s not” she whispered

Harry rushed through the kitchen door he walked in “Aria” he called

She smiled at him but stopped soon after his face was one she couldnt read ”….yes” she answered warily

“Yeh promise to tell me the truth?” it was supposed to be a statement but came out as a question

“Yes anything” she half smiled

“Wha’s wrong Harold?” his mother asked noticing his expression

He paused before speaking standing across from her. His eyes burrowing into her soul. “Wha’ happened that night at Tommy’s house?”

She looked down. Her nightmare was coming to life. It seemed forever when she heard her name being called.

“Aria” Harry called his eyes were becoming more bewildered by the second, her silence was confirming his gut instincts. She looked up at him before looking down. Pulling at her sleeves occupying her hands. She was losing the battle on holding back her tears. It wasn’t long before he called again.

“Aria… I asked yeh a question” his voice assertive he walked closer to her searching for her eyes. His breathing uneven. He needed her to tell him nothing happened. Everyone was looking at her waiting for an answer.

“ARIA!” he screamed in frustration. He startled them.

“Oi! Wha’s going on in here?” His dad asked walking in

The tears won they poured out of her eyes

“Aria tell me wha’ happened!” anger spewed in his voice

“Harold!” his mother scolded in a whisper

“Oh my god!” Gemma said in shock

The whole room came to the realization something dark happened that night. Her behavior made sense now the lack of appetite,the pale look on her face, the vomiting, the insomnia, the night mares.  

Aria” he whispered she had yet to speak. He needed her to say it was a joke. That there was no way it happened.

She looked up at him with tears rolling down her face, her hands were shaking pulling on her sleeve  “please don’t make me go back to that night” she spoke softly

“Oh!” Anne grabbed her chest “yeh poor thing” Anne immediately rushed to her side and held her in a tight embrace.

“Harry he didn’…. did he?” Gemma looked at him hoping he could offer up a reason

He squatted down. Holding his head. There were no longer butterflies in his stomach from fear of the truth. Fear was replaced with anger which started from his chest and radiated out  “ ’M GONNA KILL HIM!” He said standing up

“Oi! Stop that!”

“Dad not right now!” He paced the floor “…. That BASTARD put his hands on yeh? im going to kill him!

“CALM DOWN HAROLD!” His father said grabbing his shoulders

Aria sobbed in the background. He should have known something was wrong. Her eyes told him something was wrong they were filled with sorrow. He pushed passed his father going outside.

“Oi! come back’ere!” His father chased after him

Gemma knelt down next to her crying and hugging her “Im so sorry Aria”

Buddha For Mary - Chapter Two

Disclaimer: Fiction.

Warnings: Angst!

Tagging: @hazeleyedleto  @darklydeliciousdesires  @devorahlynn @msroxyblog  @letojokerownsme  @miss-shannanigans @snewsome756   @maliciousalishious   @nikkitasevoli @meghan12151977  @mindlessselfindulgence88  @sanellv @ambolton  @jayded-reality  @bradlea23 @spillinginkwithlove @lolainblue  @alexis7215 @dezmarz @pezziecoyote @jaredgucci  

Notes: I debated for a long time whether I should post this one or not. I was encouraged to do it by some people. With that being said, this one isn’t for the faint of heart. I’ll trigger warn as it progresses. Feedback is always welcome. <3


Chapter One

Chapter Two

He got up. “I’m sorry. I wanted to make sure you wouldn’t run away.” I nodded, sighing. “Shall we go then? I have my car here if…”

I looked at him, accessing him. I wasn’t too comfortable about getting in a car with him but figured I had no choice. “All right.”

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‘Love Is’ English Lyrics

Love is gone away
Love is gone away
Love is gone away
You’re smiling but I’m going crazy, oh no
Why haven’t you called me for the past few days?
I couldn’t even sleep because of you
I stayed up all night in tears
How much more do I have to be in pain?
How much more do I have to be in pain?
This repeats every day, I’m so sick of it
The end becomes tears, my head aches
What do I have to do for you to understand me a little more babe?

Is this fun for you? I’m dying right now
If you’re gonna love, do it right
No more of the me of the past
Don’t misunderstand, you know what I mean, girl

Love is gone away (No No)
Love is gone away (I’m going down)
Love is gone away (No No)
You’re smiling but I’m going crazy
Why is this so fun for you? I can’t believe it

I’m truly in love with you
Hurry and tell me you are too
Why are you making me so sad?
I can’t figure out your heart

You say you’re gonna change, but that makes me laugh
You say you’re sorry, but you’re a freaking liar
I can’t believe this
If you think of you even just a little
You wouldn’t do this

Is this fun for you? I’m dying right now
If you’re gonna love, do it right
No more of the me of the past
Don’t misunderstand, you know what I mean, girl

Love is gone away (No No)
Love is gone away (I’m going down)
Love is gone away (No No)
You’re smiling but I’m going crazy, oh no

You have left
And I’m still here
All alone
But your warmth is still here, oh no

Love is gone away (No No)
Love is gone away (I’m going down)
Love is gone away (No No)
You’re smiling but I’m going crazy, oh no

L.O.V.E is gone away
This is not funny (I’m going down)
L.O.V.E is gone away
You’re smiling but I’m going crazy
Why is this so fun for you? I can’t believe it

TFB theory

Okay I’m not sure because I tend to read things way too far and always come up with stupid theories but here’s my thoughts.

I’ve listened to Going Grey like 20 times now, and I’ve completely fallen in love with their entire discography all over again, listening to every song over and over and there’s things I’ve noticed. I have a feeling the entire album is just looking back or feeling some kind of nostalgia for the past, as it includes a bunch of things that can be linked to older songs.

Let’s start with You Used To Say (Holy Fuck).

“Wicked roots that take me under
Are twisted up on the inside”

And then Santa Monica:

“There’s something about drowning I can’t shake
Or someone dying anyway”

Also Ocean:

“You stayed shallow, while I went too deep
I’m scared to be living by the ocean, living by the ocean”

Because he might drown you know, it’s the water. So those might all be linked together.

Okay now Peace Sign:

“Sounded like an angel singing
About a pain in her chest”


“Cause I got this pain in my chest
Every time I swim to consciousness”

Peace Sign:

“But she sees the future
In mysterious ways”


“She sees these visions”

Then in Bae there’s lyrics about being twisted up, just like in You Used To Say, not sure what that means but there’s that.

In Vacation Town, obviously “I miss the way things used to be”.


“You and me
Backyard to backyard
To trampoline”

Sounds like the Swimming Pool video when Brian and Mat go from backyard to backyard, jumping in the pools.


“You and me get the chills at the same time
Who would have thought?
The exact vibrations”

Might refer to Rhode Island:

“Casanova just can’t turn the charm on
Or find any of the right vibrations”

And here’s where I actually teared up in public:

Grand Finale. It’s gonna get sad and I hope I’m wrong but

“I’m bored, wanna leave
It felt good before but now it’s getting older
‘Cause there’s no more empathy”

Obviously talking about the feeling toward the end of a show, Brian seems to not like the way the nights have been heading.

“When I wake up I think of you”

Then Father:

“When I crawl out in the morning, can I stay inside your head?”

Might be another reference to the past.

Okay now the part that’s most concerning to me:

“Final firework of summer, your phone falls into the fire
It’s the last act of a dying cellphone
Last call of a desperate man”

In mountain it’s:

“I bought fireworks, a big bag in Pennsylvania
I’m gonna light 'em up when I get home to Jersey
They’ll probably arrest me. It’ll probably ruin my whole summer.
Stop taking pictures with your phone. Stop taking pictures with your phone.

Then added to that the obvious phrase “It’s our Grand Finale“ where they might be talking about this being the literal finale of the band? Maybe they preferred when they were not as big, signed to FBR and stuff. I really don’t know for sure and I really really hope I’m reading it too far (as always) but I did want to share so that I can say “CALLED IT“ when they do break up.

The Date (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by eriklehnsherrs

Summary: Peter and (Y/N)’s skinny love

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: this is very short and bad, sorry

Words:  710

A/N: Please let me know if there’s any kind of mistakes!

The Date (Peter Parker x Reader)

“How do I look?” You asked coming out the bathroom of his bedroom.

Peter took his time to watch you, and you felt a little uncomfortable under his stare. 

You were wearing black skinny jeans and a red blouse. He saw you way more dressed up than this, but this was a casual date after all. You were going to the cinema with a guy from your math class.

“Too good for him” he answered you, jealousy tinting his voice. Or maybe you were just hearing things that you wanted to hear when there’s only worry about his best friend.

“Jealous much?” you teased him anyway with a little laugh before pecking a kiss on his cheek.

He frown but didn’t answer the question.

“So… you are really going out with him”

The fact sounded awfully weird, even to you. But you couldn’t cancel now.

“I was trying to be polite. Couldn’t say no. But I regret it now”

“It’s ok, just take care”

This was your best friend. 

You and Peter had known each other since you were ten, six years ago. You like him and sometimes you think he likes you too. But he never did anything to let you know and, even when you tried to make the first move, he seems to be oblivious to your feelings. Maybe he sees you as a sister.

David was not the best date in the world. But you didn’t either. You couldn’t even concentrate on the things he was saying.

Your mind wasn’t in the dinner that you were having or in the movie you just saw. It was in another place, in another person. You were completely lost in a memory.

It was the first day of school six years ago. You were new at school and in the city. You didn’t have any friend who lives in less than 500 miles, not even one.

In the desk behind you was a really cute kid. He was wearing an orange t-shirt and round glasses. His curly hair was a little messy and he was already looking at you when you turned back.

‘Hi!’ you started writing on a piece of paper ‘I’m (Y/N). What’s your name?’

You dropped it on his desk and that’s how your friendship began.

“Are you even listening?”

“Sorry, what?”

He sighed.

“You like him, don’t you?”


The question took you by surprise, but you already knew who he was talking about but you didn’t want to tell him so easily.

“Parker, your friend”

You sighed and nodded. 

The night wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. David and you ended up as friends and you had a really good time.

The next day you woke up at 10 and decided to call Peter. It was a Saturday after all. 

Yesterday you had promised yourself that you would talk with him about your feelings. But before you could call, your house’s phone started ringing.

“Going!” you picked up the phone and placed it in your ear “Hello?”

“(Y/N)!!” a voice screamed through the line.

“Oh, shit Parker. You’re gonna make me deaf”

He laughed. You could picture him in your mind with tears in his eyes because of the laughter.

“I’m sorry”

“No, you’re not” you giggled with him when he apologized.

“You’re right.” You took notice of the change in his tone as he continued talking. “Well… I… I was wondering… if you… maybe… wanna-go-out-with-me?”

You smiled. He was so cute.

“Of course I wanna go out with you, Pete.”

“Not like that, I was thinking of something more like a… real date. Maybe. If you want to”


You looked at the time on your cellphone and waited for two minutes just to make him nervous. That was just how your relationship worked.

“Pick me up at four,” you said with a smile before hanging up.

Now you needed to pick a dress.


Originally posted by sonhyunu

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,8k

Pairing: Reader x Shownu

A/N: Basically I wrote this to torture @parkjiminsprincess​ and @heichour-ella

Summary: It was just a stupid fight and it ended up rougher than you had in mind. 

”I was gone two days and this is what happens?!”

Shownu dragged you out the club and pushed you inside a passing cab.

”He just bought me a drink?! I told him I had a boyfriend and he backed away, why are you so fucking angry?!”

You saw that the cab driver checked on you and you tried to calm Shownu down.

”We can take this at home, I don’t wanna ruin his day too.” You said and pointed towards the driver.

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“When I was 8 years old my mother sat me down for “the talk”. She droned on for over two hours and it sounded so…bothersome to her. Like “ugh WHY do I have to do this?”. It got to the point that I asked her to stop talking and if I had any questions I would ask the nurse at school and I got up and went back to my video games. 

 The talk you have with your child regarding their first period and what their body will start doing down there shouldn’t be so…negative. Even at 8 years old I knew she was only doing this for the sake of getting it out of the way and then praying it never happened so she would never have to be bothered by it. 

 A few years go by and I am now 10 years old. I can’t remember if I was in grade 4 or grade 5 at this point, but I know it was a week before March Break. I was having horrific abdominal pains and hadn’t been able to poop all day. 

I’ve always had health issues one way or another so both my mother and I thought it was the flu/diarhea. I tossed and turned all day on my mattress (I didn’t have a bed yet, our house had just burned down twice in the last year) and was In so much horrible pain. I’d taken pain killers and Gatorade and finally, mom administered Gravol. 

 I remember it was a Sunday and everything was closed. I lived in a small town on an island and unless you drove 45 minutes to the next town over, you were out of luck for anything you might need to buy. 

1:30 in the morning rolls around and my Gravol wears off and I’m up and in the bathroom again only this time, thank the Lord, I can finally poop! After getting that over with though I noticed drops of red in the toilet water. Am I dying? I thought. Then an abdominal pain so horrible grips me that I have to lean over, grab the garbage can, and barf. Then it hit me. The period. It’s happening. Once I got myself together I shakily made my way to the living room and said “mom I think my period started.” she put her head in her hands and went “oh fuck. I’m not even ready for this. It was supposed to be a few more years." 

After digging in the bathroom closet she managed to find one pad and instructed me on how to use it. It was one of those super chunky overnight pads and it was SOOOO uncomfortable. After that she called my dad (her bf) and he made the trek to the next town over and found a gas station open at 230 in the morning and he bought all the Tylenol, pads, and party liners they had along with a tub of ice cream and my favourite chocolate bar. 

I remember crying when he got in because I was so embarrassed and ashamed and I felt so bad that my dad had to get out of bed in the middle of the night and drive almost two hours for me. 

Once I had calmed down, mom had given me more fluids to drink and some Tylenol and gone to bed. She was so bothered that this even happened. Dad sat me on his lap and dried my tears and told me sure this sucks, but I really don’t mind having to do this. It’s gonna be okay and you just need some sleep and I’ll be back tomorrow. 

The next day was even more painful and I cried so much and hated the world. Mom called my teacher to explain the situation and I ended up with two full weeks off school and no homework. And that’s how I got my first period.”