tone is down a bit yo

Horoscopes by Gil Hizon - Week of May 21 - 27, 2017

If you’re struggling, at least make it look fierce, queen!

GEMINI (May 21 – June 21)

Part of why you’re so full of energy is because you have tentacles that can drain the life source of others around you. You have myriads of bitches who are running ragged because you’ve sucked them dry. What is the ultimate goal here, queen? To cause the earth to have a fucking power outage? You bettah be careful, gurr. One day, you’re gonna run out of hos to feed on.
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CANCER (June 22 – July 22)

Being called out by some bitch who matters is not the end of the world, dahling. It may be that this ho actually cares about what happens to yo ass and  you can’t really blame her for being so goddamn caring. Don’t be so harsh on yourself either. The best thing to do right now is actually look at the critique and look into that shit. There may be something there.
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LEO (July 23 – August 22)

Aaand just like that, you’re back to playful mode. After overcoming a major internal obstacle (it was all you, bitch) you’re a little bit more carefree about certain decisions you’re making. But I wouldn’t break out the champagne just yet. There is still some unfinished biznits left from that last chapter which could ruin your present if you don’t do something ‘bout it.
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VIRGO (August 23 – September 22)

When it comes to complaining and nitpicking, you’re the reigning queen. But what I’ve noticed is that when you’re surrounded by similar negative hos, you start to change your tune. All of a sudden, you’re Little Miss Motivational Fucking Speaker who likes to impart her words of wisdomz to make errbody feel better about themselves. I guess in the end, yo ass just likes to be contrary.
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LIBRA (September 23 – October 22)

To others, you seem together on the outside, but when you dive in your innards, you’ll find several demon queens who you’re constantly ignoring. But gurl, these evil hos are beginning to rise to the surface. No amount of putting on a good frontal can repress these vile creatures any longer. The earlier you can start dealing with them bitches, the earlier you can live a more authentic life.
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SCORPIO (October 23 – November 21)

It ain’t gonna be fun when you find yourself in the middle of an intense, combative conversation. You thought you were just having fucking frittatas, for crying out loud! But, there is still a chance for escape. Once you have taken a deep breath, remember that these bitches who you’re conversating with are still your friends. Just because y’all are disagreeing on some shit, it don’t mean they don’t value yo ass.
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SAGITTARIUS (November 22 – December 21)

So like, you know how you look and you know how charming you can get. When you’re all carefree and touchy with hotties and shit, bitches be thinking that you’re hitting on ERRbody with a pulse. If you don’t want the stress of horny hos texting you at 3AM on a weekday morning looking for tail, then you’re gonna have to tone it down a bit.
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CAPRICORN (December 22 – January 19)

Your last few life maneuvers have made a lot of us wonder: what is this bitch on? I’m sure you’re doing something that works for you, but the rest of us are not hip to your script. Consequentially, we don’t know how to act around yo ass? We wanna be supportive but it would help us have your back if you let us in on your mental mechanismz a little bit.
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AQUARIUS (January 20 – February 18)

When it comes to pushing the envelope, you really are queen of the lipstick jungle. This week ain’t no different. You are willing to ruffle the fluffiest of feathers just so you can get your artistic expression across. But lady, with every action comes consequence, and it might be a wise decision for you to pay attention to possible aftermaths of your current behaviors. Just sayin.’
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PISCES (February 19 – March 20)

You seem to have a lot of radical opinions this week, with no documentation to back all them shits up. And look queen. I think your instincts are right, but before you hold a press conference for your latest theories and pontifications, at least have the energy to tell bitches that you may not have all the answers just yet. Trust and believe, your gut instinct and track record are always on fleek.
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ARIES (March 21 – April 19)

Time has just stretched itself out for you, giving yo ass a second chance for a do over. I don’t know about you, but that’s something that doesn’t happen to a lot of bitches that often. Not all of us get to take another crack at it. So take advantage of that shit and make sure to show compassion for the rest of your gays who are not so lucky as yo ass.
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TAURUS (April 20 – May 20)

Suffice it to say that you’re not thinking right and you’re defensive AF. Not exactly the right recipe for opening up to your closest queens. And gurl, we’ve all been there. But if you preface it by saying that you’re not yourself, hos will be more apt to understand yo ass if your sudden defense mechanisms are looking like you’re attacking the shit out of your constituents. The more you trust your gurrs, the better you’ll B at sharing the T.
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First Post!

Dec . 6 . 2016

Title: Till the Morning

Muse: Skate Maloley (Nate)

Word Count: 1,494


He comes just past midnight his urgent knocks pulling me from the fitful sleep I had just managed to fall into. I rolled onto my back a sigh held back at the base of my throat. don’t do it. don’t do this. my conscience begs me to stay put but my conflicted emotions aren’t enough to keep me away. Just the thought of him leaning against my doorframe with a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips urges me into a standing position. I find myself in front of the mirror next to my bedroom door, glaring at the girl in the reflection her hands clenched together against her chest in an attempt to guard herself from what was to come. When did you becomes so weak?

It was dark as I made my way down the hall from my room to the front door, my hands gliding against the walls for some support so I wouldn’t fall over from the nerves that shook up my legs. I held my breath another knock causing an ache to surge through my chest, my fingers blindly finding their way to the doorknob. His lips pulled up into the lazy smirk I knew all too well, his dimples giving him an innocent aura that only a fool would believe he possessed.

“Took you long enough Elani,” He teased disregarding any formalities as he grabbed my waist his lips drowning mine in warm bliss every movement I made matching his without hesitation or question. He pushed me down hallway kicking the door shut as he ran his hands up the thin t-shirt that kept my skin from him. His calloused fingers brushed against my stomach feeding into lustful hunger that was quickly shutting down every sane part of me. “Did you miss me?” the question was painfully familiar the words like poison, part of me convinced he asked with purpose to find reassurance he still had me wrapped around his finger. Defeat warmed my blood as I let his touch weigh me down.

“Yes” one word became another confirmation of his power over me. A smirk became visible in the shadows his hands gripping onto my hips as my legs wrapped around his waist, our bodies carrying on to the living room where moonlight peering through the sliding glass doors of the balcony gave us a chance to look eye to eye for the first time. Although the shadows of the night made his eyes look black I could still see the brown of his irises from memory, his smirk ever present as the cycle ran its course my shirt finding it’s way to the floor. His body hovered over mine on the couch his familiar cologne mixed with the scent of marijuana so warm and intoxicating I felt dizzy like he had me under a spell. “Nate” I whispered his name with such need I almost moaned in relief when his teeth grazed against my jaw hands expertly gliding across my skin until they grazed the lace material of my underwear. I let myself unravel underneath him as he sent me into a frenzy with his fingers teasing the most sensitive part of my body.

“Tell me what you want” his voice was slow and gruff eagerness seeping through the undertones of his words. In my muddled state I could barely think up a coherent sentence my lips drying up as I said,

“You” that was all he needed to pull me over the edge, his gruff voice whispering devilish things that made my body shake.

“Scream for me Lani” I responded with my hands balling up the material of his t shirt into my clenched fist, animal like sounds bursting through my open lips from deep within me. I barely let myself catch a breath as I rushed to get his belt unbuckled his shirt finally finding its place next to mine. Our bodies melded together in a mess of sweaty skin and reciprocated moans, my nails digging into his bare back while I begged him for more. We crashed in a burst of blinding pleasure my fingers tugging at his brown locks as the heat slowly faded into warmth. He stood bare in front of me leaning down to lift me into his arms, I closed my eyes breathing him in as he carried me to the bedroom. I felt the surface of my bed against my back his weight falling next to me with the warmth of his arms pulling me into him. I lay still counting the soft kisses he left on my bare shoulder allowing myself only a moment to fantasize they held some meaning.

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It was quiet early signs of dawn peering through the shades guarding the windows of my room. He lay sprawled across the bed tattoos and bare skin covered by a thin blanket tangled around his torso, reminders of last night painted on the length of his back and arms. I stood at the doorway assessing the damage a joint in between my fingers all I had to keep me from falling victim to the thoughts of disappointment just as regret surfaced.

He shifted onto his back eyes fluttering open chocolate brown irises meeting mine in the dim light. “Morning” he flashed a lazy smile in my direction the dimples in his cheeks giving him a more boyish essence I adored.

“Good Morning” I returned the smile surprised when he sat up and motioned for me to situate myself in the empty space. While I passed him the joint I lay with my head on his lap tracing the outlines of the tattoos on his arms a comfortable silence falling between us as he played with my hair. I reveled in it all feeling cold when he broke away in the moments just before the full sun shone across our skin.

“I should get going early studio session,” He murmured leaving a kiss on my neck, as he went to find his clothes. “I’m free tonight if you wanna come through to my place this time, won’t have time to come by before I leave” he reappeared fully dressed a suggestive grin awakening my conscience from it’s break as I realized he was leaving yet again.

“I can’t do this anymore” the words spilled through my lips in a rush his features furrowing in confusion,

“What do you mean?” He stood at the edge of the bed the better part of me wishing I could take them back, but the other part of me forced it’s way through me.

“I can not keep putting myself through this shit”

“Lani-”

“don’t talk” I brought the covers up around me in an attempt to give myself a sense of security, “You only come around when you need some satisfying that’s all I am just one good fuck every once in awhile.”

“Elani stop-”

“Stop what telling the truth? Like excuse me for being sick and tired of playing this game. You’re this up and rising star you’re barely around, and when you are I see you for a few hours and then you’re gone for however long. We ain’t together but it feels wrong to me to look at someone else. The moment I feel like I’m moving on you show up at my door. I sit around hoping you’ll come around so I can feel whole again but then when you come you always leave me feeling crazy because you aren’t mine and you never could be.  And that isn’t your fault…I knew from the start what this was but I can’t help that I started to want more than just being one of your girls…but that won’t ever happen will it? I’m just someone for you to use when you need me and the sick thing about this all is that I don’t care because I love you” He stares at me speechless face blank as he takes in all I’ve said, his lips open and shut a darkness falling over his features. I stood waiting for him to say anything needing him to say something even if it hurt me, but words never come he only lets out a deep breath turning his back to leave. Anger tore through my chest the ‘I love you’ from earlier faltering.

“So that’s it you can’t even say ‘hey I don’t feel anything for you’, you’re just going to walk out and just further prove I’m worth nothing more to you than a night of sex!” his head fell and he started walking down the hallway, causing a grey tone to dim my surroundings my shoulders falling from a weight that seemed to suddenly crush me. When the front door slammed shut i let myself fall to my knees tears shaking my body when I picked up the faint smell of his cologne on my bed sheets.

*Yo hey guys this is my first post on this blog so that’s exciting…used to have another blog I wrote on but it was just something I had to put aside. This blog is a bit of a start over to have space to enjoy all aspects of my musical, book, tv, movie fandom related things. I take requests, submissions, any questions or comments, or to talk.

*This is actually something I wrote a little over a year ago, I published the initial one and it’s still out there somewhere but I really wanted to rewrite it basically from the time I first posted it. Now I sort of like it more and unlike the original that I had no intention to do a part 2 for I have left this one open for suggestions just so I can tell if anyone actually wants to read more of what I write! -Bee

unorthodox study methods

“dear mister kim seokjin, this letter is to formally notify you that the university watch has placed you under academic probation due to failure to comply with…” seokjin’s voice fades out, dropping the very official looking sheet of paper with his univeristy insignia emblazoned at the top.

academic probation.

after all those hours of sleepless nights, tucked away in the remotest corner of the school library, buried up to his forehead in textbooks, and studying until his nose began to bleed from exhaustion?

what will his parents say?

seokjin stumbles toward the living room, flopping back on the couch as his knees give way to the numbing emptiness slowly seeping through his bones.

he’d tried so hard. really he did.

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anonymous asked:

18+20 killugon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

18. bite;  20. breaking the rules

Oh my god that face XD haha

I’m so sorry for the wait, but here you go! I hope you like this, even if its not along the lines of what that face is implying…

Hunger Games au~ (more thoughts on this au here)


“How the hell did you get those marks?!” Killua demanded harshly, yanking on Gon’s backpack. “Hey, Gon! Those cuts weren’t there yesterday!”

Gon stopped short and stared down at the grass between his toes. Killua wasn’t going to like his answer, he knew, but he should probably tell the silver-haired teen anyway.

That’s what being a team meant, right? 

He turned around to look at Killua with a grimace. “I, um, ran into some trouble on the way back from the Cornucopia? There was this big hybrid fox-bear animal thing guarding all the food and everything, so when I tried to sneak around it-”

“It bit you,” Killua finished, midnight-blue eyes widening. 

Gon nodded and Killua swallowed thickly. Gon watched Killua’s face curiously as regret and frustration warred with anger-

But then Killua’s expression hardened. He pointed to a turned over tree trunk and barked out, “Sit.”

Gon blinked. He would’ve normally protested, but he was startled enough by other’s tone to do as he was told. He plopped down on the hard bark as Killua shrugged off his own backpack, starting to pull out supplies and food and weapons in the shape of yo-yo’s and gloves-

“Killua,” Gon tried. “I swear, it doesn’t hurt-”

“Bullshit!” Killua snapped. “You said the same thing when that other Tribute nearly blew your arms off during group training! If there weren’t healers in the Capitol, you would’ve competed in the Games without hands.”

Gon shrunk away from the fury that rolled of Killua in waves. Killua wasn’t exactly wrong, but everything had turned out fine, right? And Gon had gotten a really good end score compared to the other Tributes!

But Killua didn’t care about any of that stuff. Gon wasn’t sure what Killua Zoldyck- District 1 prodigy, born and trained weapons master with hair made of starlight and eyes that shone like gems- cared about, honestly. Gon knew that Killua had volunteered for the Hunger Game because it was his family’s tradition, but he also hated his family with a burning passion that had initially shocked Gon.

He wasn’t sure why Killua had volunteered to team up with him specifically, either. Gon wasn’t anything special; just some random kid from District 12 with soot under his nails and the taste of coal on his tongue. 

But he was grateful, none the less. He’d been captivated with the alabaster teen since the moment he saw Killua nearly decapitate another Tribute twice his size and weight during training. Gon thought Killua was fascinating; if he hadn’t found Gon, Gon would’ve searched for him on his own. 

“Here-” Killua abruptly shoved a cold container into Gon’s hands, “-hold that for a second.”

“What is it?”

“Healing ointment,” Killua said gruffly before pulling out a roll of stripped cloth. “It’ll get rid of any poisoning from the bite, if there was any, and it’ll heal your skin in half a day or so if we cover the wounds up after we apply it. You’ll be good as new by morning.”

Gon frowned. This stuff sounded expensive. It sounded like- “Killua, didn’t your sponsors send this to you? You shouldn’t be spending it all on me, you might need-”

Killua flicked Gon’s forehead and Gon cried out.

“Shut up,” Killua said shortly. “I don’t care who its from, or what rules I might be breaking by giving this to you. My sponsors aren’t here, they’re not living this hell, but we are. And if I want to use my healing ointment to help ease my friend’s pain, that’s what I’m going to do! So just be quiet for once and hold the stupid container, okay?!”

Gon’s mouth shut. He stayed silent as Killua carefully smudged the healing ointment over Gon’s bite and scratch marks. It burned a little, but he’d suffered worse before. 

Besides, Killua’s cool fingers pressed gently against his skin made the slight pain worth it.

“Hey, Killua?” he said.

“What.”

“I’m your friend?”

Killua froze. Understanding flooded his eyes, quickly followed by horror. “I- I didn’t mean-”

“Its okay if I am!” Gon said quickly. “’Cause, I would like it if I was. And I already consider you my friend, so.”

Killua’s cheeks were slowly darkening. “I’m…your friend?”

Gon bobbed his head. “Of course! We’re a team, right?”

A small smile that made its way to Killua’s lips and Gon’s chest swelled with warmth.

“Yeah,” Killua said softly, turning his attention back to Gon’s arms. “We are.”

When Guzma and Kukui were rejected as captains by Hala, what do you think the reasoning was? For Guzma, it could certainly be inferred that he seeks to crush the opponent rather than teach them, and for Kukui, you could probably reason that he was focusing too much on the moves and not enough on his Pokemon or whatever. Understandable flaws, really.

But it’s something that Hala says after you beat Guzma for the final time that got me wondering. He says to the player that he’s going to take Guzma under his wing and he hopes that it will serve as penance for whatever wrongs Team Skull did. Normally, this wouldn’t be that strange, as a mentor (forcibly) taking a student to learn from under them to rehabilitate them is a common trope. However, it’s the tone of the conversation that interested me.

The conversation in question:

Hala: Oh, Guzma…when will you understand? Only when you respect your opponent’s skill will it bring out the best in you. You miss the true meaning of battling. The goal is not to beat your opponent down, but for both Trainers to grow stronger!

Guzma: I don’t care what you say to me, yo. Beating people down is all I know!

Hala: But the battle I just saw seemed a bit different. While you may say you’re only interested in crushing your opponent, I sensed a desire to defeat (Player Name) deep in your heart.

Guzma: What do you know, old man?!

Hala: If you continue on this path, you’ll never be able to defeat (Player Name)! Guzma, admit the worthiness of your opponents! Only then can you become even stronger than you already are! Allow yourself to know the people and Pokémon you encounter, and look deeply into your heart.

Guzma: You’re still trying to front like you’re my master, huh? I gave up on you a long time ago.

Hala: (Player Name), allow me to handle this foolish young man. I will make a fine Trainer out of him yet, or I’m not an island kahuna! I hope that can be considered penance for the wrongs he and Team Skull have committed.

It looks all straightforward, doesn’t it? But it’s anything but. Notice how Hala puts the onus of responsibility for Guzma’s failures on him, yet by the end of the conversation, Hala ends up taking responsibility for Team Skull’s wrongdoings. One can say that he’s being the adult and trying to clean up a child’s – in this case, Guzma’s – messes, but it seems a bit deeper than that.

This might just be speculation, but what if Hala did indeed feel responsible for what Guzma became? It makes sense considering that it’s implied they had a loose master/student relationship going on in the past, but then you have to wonder what the hell happened for things to turn out this way.

My guess? Hala was much more of a hardliner traditionalist regarding island customs and was quite conservative years before the game began. Sumo has a long history of adhering to tradition itself, so it’s not such a reach to assume that it helped hardened his views. Being the island kahuna, it’s possible he was fairly rigid when it came to such things.

For proof, we can look to one thing: Hau’s father leaving the islands and his family entirely. The son of a very well respected kahuna just up and abandons his family to go somewhere abroad; don’t you think that’s strange? The NPCs remark that it’s possible that Hau’s father just couldn’t take living in his father’s shadow and left, but to the point of leaving his wife and child behind?

From that, we can assume that Hau’s father and Hala parted on bad terms. Why else would a son go so far away just to get away from his father? It’s a mystery as to why he left his wife and Hau behind, and it’s unknown if he’s supporting them with money from working abroad. We don’t even know if he still talks to them, although it’s easily possible given the technology.

Another point goes to an NPC in Hala’s house saying that Hala had been so angry one day that Hau became inconsolable just from looking at his face. From that day forth, Hala took great care to hold himself back in front of his grandson, but what if it was also a turning point for something else? Perhaps he was softening to new ideas, or reconsidering his stance – reconsidering just what drove his own son away from him.

So, if he was as conservative as I’m imagining he might have been, it sheds a new light on how he might have treated Guzma and Kukui in their youth. He correctly identifies their shortcomings, but he’s not very kind or flexible about it. Perhaps his mentorship over Guzma had been riddled with this too, leading Guzma to ultimately give up and run away.

The Hala we meet in game has had years think over past events and has changed accordingly. Maybe he realized his mistakes and wants to avoid that again with Hau, or maybe he regrets the way he treated Kukui and Guzma, even if the former has a respectful relationship with him. If so, it would make perfect sense as to why he suddenly takes responsibility over Team Skull’s wrongdoings in the end, because it’s a new chance for both himself and Guzma as master and student again.

No Matter What - Baekhyun Scenario

Originally posted by visual-jongdae

Request:  I’ve been having a very awful day so could I request a Baekhyun scenario where he comforts you after your dad just absolutely blows up on you?

pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

word count: 1,202

rating: 13+

warnings: mentions of emotional abuse

A/N: Omg I’m so sorry if this isn’t great or it seems rushed I’m really tired for some reason but I wanted to get this up tonight. And to the person who requested this; stay strong, I’m sorry you had to go through whatever you went through today and know you can always talk to me.


You stood in your family’s house, clad in nothing more than a pair of sweatpants and a plain tee, you weren’t expecting to be doing much more that night. The click of a door opening and slamming shut rang through the house - signaling your father’s return.

He had come home from work in an obviously bad mood, and you saw this as an opportunity to try and connect with him. You skipped into the kitchen and quickly brewed a cup of chamomile tea - just the way you knew he liked, wiping down the counter where a bit had spilled and padding into his bedroom. You saw him sitting on his bed with two hands covering his face. An elongated sigh caused by a stress-filled day escaped his lips as you cautiously entered with a comforting smile.

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You Remember?!

#1yearofMiraculous

YEH A LadyNoir and Adrienette oneshot xD

It had almost been a year since Marinette and Adrien had started dating. The day they found out about each others identities was surprising for both to know they loved each other from the beginning even when Marinette started to have feelings for Chat. But tomorrow was their Anniversary and all Marinette could do was think about all the things she had planned to do.

“Tikki i cant sleep, i just really hope Adrien likes my gift i worked all week for” As she showed Tikki her final piece of the key chain she had made for Adrien. It had a red ladybug in a shape of a heart and a cats paw to represent Chat Noir. “Marinette you should sleep now you wouldn’t want to sleep in tomorrow its late btw you still have school” With that Marinette turned off her lamp and went to sleep while Adrien himself was doing something different.

THE NEXT DAY

“MARINETTE YOUR GONNA BE LATE AGAIN and you’ll miss seeing ADRIEN” Tikki shouted in Marinette’s ear to make her wake up. “OMG IM LATE why didn’t you wake me up Tikki ughhh i gotta go” Tikki on the otherhand just rolled her eyes and jumped into Marinette’s purse.

As Marinette made her way to school she was carrying Adriens gift in her hand all wrapped up in green and black wrapping paper. Marinette ran as fast as she could and had a few minutes to spare and give Adrien her present. “Hey Adrien…..do you know what today is kitty”. Marinette waited for a response but instead had Adrien in a bad mood.

“Ummm no

“Nevermind but can we go to the mall or go shoppi-”

“Mari im super busy”

Marinette felt tears rush to her eyes as she held Adriens gift tighter trying to rip it apart he doesnt remember…our aniversery Marinette tired her best to keep her tears in but let one out and wiped it before Adrien saw her mess. “Oh okay that fine I’ll see you” and she ran and ran and ran to a place where no one could find her and cried her heart out.“ I cant believe he doesnt remember Tikki,after everything we’ve been through togather he told me he remembered and HE LIED” Tikki was trying her best to comfort Marinette for her not to get akumatized.

AT SCHOOL

Alya and Nino had seen the whole thing and even saw Marinette crying and running away as they made there way over to Adrien. “Dude what’s your deal you didnt have to be so mean on a special day you know…even if you remember”.

“YOU FORGET TODAY IS YOUR ANIVERSTRY ” Alya screamed and grabbed Adrien’s phone when he spoke up.“Guys relax its just a act”

“Dont tell Marinette” and he walked off into the alleyway and transformed into Chat to look for his Princess. “Marinette was in her room still sobbing and eating ice cream while watching movies when she heard a similar tapping sound but ignored tap tap

“Hey Marinette its me we need to talk please open the door”

Marinette gave a huff and opened the trapdoor while wiping her tears. She opened the trapdoor and saw Chat with a supportive expression. “What do you want” Marinette said in a annoyed tone.

“You haven’t come to school the whole day i was worried. Please tell me what’s wrong”

“YOU WANNA KNOW THE PROBLEM…THE PROBLEM IS YOU FORGET ALL ABOUT OUR ANIVERSERY AND YOU COME NOW” Marinette couldn’t help but let a few tears wash down her face as she began to sob.

After a long bit of silence Chat spoke up. “I need you to transform into Ladybug please there’s someone in trouble” and she transformed but also grabbed Adrien’s gift and pushed Chat aside to get through the door but before she could use her yo-yo Chat grabbed her bridal style and ran.

They reached a park and Chat let go of Ladybug and asked her for her hand. “Follow me”

“No”

“Trust me”

“WHY SHOUL-”

“Trust me bugaboo”

Ladybug refused to follow but have him her trust and took his hand. Chat let himself on first and helped Ladybug after. In the centre of the patio was a picnic set up for two with a brown basket and were many different coloured flowers in the centre. Ladybug was speechless.

“You remembered” Ladybug said with now tears of joy.

“You think i would forget bugaboo” and gave her a gift. It was a sewing kit she needed for her latest designs with chocolates and flowers. Of course she accepted the gift and gave hers to Chat. Chat ripped off the wrapping paper and carefully opened the box to find a keychain and gave his lady a long passionate kiss.

They both enjoyed the night when there miraculous beeped and transformed back and Marinette layed into Adriens lap with his hand in hers.

“Happy Anniversary Adrien”

“Happy Anniversary Marinette”

and the two fell asleep in each others arms with there kwamii’s beside enjoying the momment.

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YEH another oneshot done

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Forty-nine.

Cyn

Rocky just had to go run his big mouth back to Alex; he acted like he couldn’t just keep this to himself this one time. He knows how his brother can get yet he still went back and told on me. We are going to have some serious problems the next time I saw him.

“Babe I-”

“Answer my question” he said cutting me off. His face held nothing but pure annoyance, his expression did a complete 180 from the poker face that he had merely a few seconds ago.

I frowned “But you’re not even trying to list-”

“Cyn answer my fucking question!” I jumped at the sudden increase in his voice “You told me not to dance with any guy at the party” I mumbled looking down at me feet.

He was really making me feel like a child and I was far from one. He was my boyfriend not my father, he should have this kind of authority over me.

 “So why did you?” I stayed quiet, I didn’t like how his voice just out of the blue became so calm “You was just trying to plead your case a minute ago, what happened?” he asked

My mouth opened but no words came out at first “I… it was just a dance. It’s not like I did anything with him” I mumbled as I looked up and my eyes met his.

He didn’t look the least bit amused and I felt like I was only digging a bigger hole the more I opened my mouth.

He stood up from the where he was sitting on the bed and towered over me “So what you tryna say? That when I speak it don’t mean shit?” he questioned

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nalu week day 2: gratitude

Just a really quick first meeting AU thing. Thank mslead for the inspiration ;)

With a critical last look into the big mirror, Lucy ridded herself of the remaining bit of clothing covering her body and stepped into the running shower.

The day couldn’t get much worse.

The only thing that was missing was an unfortunate step that would send her flying onto the slippery shower tiles, leaving her with a broken bone and no one around to hear her screams. When nothing of the sort happened, she was almost surprised.

Holding her face beneath the stream, Lucy let the sounds of gurgling water drown out everything around her. She didn’t know how long she stood like this, losing her sense of time as she focused of the sensation of hot water running down her tired body.

“ If I should staaaaay….”

Lucy snapped out of her little reverie when a loud voice hollered through the tiles. In disbelief, she turned her head to the wall, that stood as stubborn and solid as ever. But not thick enough to stop the sounds from the apartment next door from coming through, apparently. Now that she concentrated, she could make out water running on the other side aswell, mingling with her own shower.

This had to be… her neighbour?

His voice was deep, loud, emotional - and definitely out of tune.

And was he singing Whitney Houston?!

“I would only be in your waaaaay. So I’ll go, but I know - I’ll think of you every step of the waaaay.”

His voice even broke on the emotional parts. Lucy couldn’t help it - she started laughing. Alone, under her shower. The first time on that stupid, dreary day. 

The sound must have made it over to her unsuspecting entertainer, because suddenly he interrupted himself.

“Hello?” he called, confusion clear in his voice. When he was not singing, Lucy decided, she liked it even more. It was a little rough, even scratchy as he raised it.”

For a short moment, in which her heart gave a leap, Lucy considered remaining silent. But she had been missing some social interaction all day, and it was already bad, so she would take the risk of making it worse - or infinitely better.  

“Oh my god,” she called back, certain she would reach him, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Just– uh. Continue?”

For a moment it remained quiet, with only the sound of falling water keeping her company. But then, to her infinite relief, he spoke again.

“Aw, you gotta join in then!”

“What?!”

“You heard me! We gotta do it together or it won’t be fair!”

“Uhh.. I - I guess!” she called back, asking herself what the hell she was agreeing to, and what in all the worlds she was doing in the first place.

Having a casual conversation through her apartment wall. With a stranger.

Maybe she had been wrong.

Maybe her day could get better.

Sudden gratitude flooded her; gratitude for a faceless singer with a weakness for emotional love songs. Lucy smiled.

He apparently decided to take the first step, because now his voice came booming back at full force.

“Aaaaaannnddd IIII will alwaaayyyys….”

“…looooveeee…” she joined in, unable to stop a massive grin from working onto her face. She didn’t even care that she probably sounded even worse than him. She giggled at the thought that she was about to confess her “love” to a man she knew nothing about.

“y-” she began, but was suddenly cut short.

“Fooooooood!” he all but screamed, voice cracking at the highest tone.

Lucy lost it. 

She started laughing, accidentally swallowing some water, but unable to even care about her coughing. She laughed until her chest ached in the best of ways, resting a hand against the cool tiles to stabilize her shaking limbs. Only when she started to gasp for breath did her laughter slowly die down, reduced to small guffaws.

“Yo,” her mystery man called, “You okay?”

“Couldn’t be better!” she answered, and suddenly realized that she really meant it. He had sung the sadness and frustration out of her like it was nothing. Wiping some dripping strands of hair out of her face, she smiled. “Thankyou.”

Her tone must have changed considerably, because he remained silent for a bit. But not for long.

“Wanna come over?” he sounded a little unsure all of a sudden. “I made too much pasta and, uh, if you want… I’m a little bored right now.”

Lucy’s grin almost reached her ears. 

She couldn’t wait to find out what her dedicated shower performer with the deep voice looked like. Or, she thought with a little mischief, if he could cook.

Either way, her day would end infinitely better than it had started, she was sure. She felt the sudden overwhelming urge to thank him.

“Give me five minutes.”

Firsts UsUk

Alfred had slept in really late today, which was a bit unusual even for him, and realized that Arthur wasn’t in his arms which made him grumble at the lack of warmth. The clock on his bedside table flashed 3:27PM so he immediately jumped out of his bed and stretched trying to wake himself up. Today was the day, he had to get Arthur to go out with him tonight, Alfred felt that if it didn’t happen tonight it may never will.

Grabbing some clean clothes which consisted of a white dress shirt and a pair of black slacks, Alfred went and jumped in the shower, quickly washing his body. He stepped out drying himself off and put his slacks on, leaving the shirt off and draping the towel around his shoulders. Going downstairs Alfred found his boyfriend sitting on the couch with his nose buried in a book. He sat down next to him, wrapping his damp arm around the smaller mans shoulders and pulled him close. “Yo Artie, whatcha reading?” He asked curiously.

Arthur breathed deeply and closed his book placing it on the coffee table in from it him and glared at Alfred. “Its none of your business Alfred,” he said as he stood up and went to the kitchen.

Alfred shrank back a bit at his lovers sharp tone and followed close behind him, wrapping his arms around the others waist and pulling him close. Ignoring him, Arthur began to make his tea in silence in his normal grumpy mood and asked, “What would you like for dinner?”

“Well, I thought we could go out tonight Artie,” he said as he kissed Arthur’s neck. “We haven’t gone on a date in a long time.”

A small smile appeared on Arthur’s face, he was right, he and Alfred hadn’t gone on a date in a long time and he really missed going out with him. “And where might we go?”

Smiling in victory knowing he won Arthur over Alfred pulled the Englishman closer and said happily, “I’ve already made a reservation at your favorite Italian restaurant.” Arthur spun around in Alfred’s arms and looked up at him with wide, excited eyes. With a shrug of his shoulders Alfred said, “Its at five o'clock if you want to go.”

Arthur froze for a moment trying to hide his excitement and with a huff he mumbled, “Well, its not like I’m busy anyways.” After he pulled himself away from Alfred’s grasp he went upstairs for his own shower and a change of clothes.

Alfred turned the water on the stove off knowing Arthur wasn’t going to be using it and went to the living room to wait for him. Realizing that he was dry enough Alfred slipped his shirt on and sat down on the couch to wait.

Due to his excitement Arthur’s shower was incredibly short, and he also realized that he had forgotten his clothes. So he wrapped the towel around his waist and headed for his bedroom that he rarely sleeps in it anymore. Arthur grabbed his own slacks, dress shirt and put them on as well as as a vest. Slipping on his pair of oxford shoes he made his way downstairs and found Alfred nodding off on the couch. He walked over to the sleeping american and played with the tips of his wet hair and smiled at the innocent face of his lover.

“Mmm,” Alfred lightly groaned as he began to wake up, and Arthur quickly pulls his hand away from the others hair, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “Artie, are you ready to go?” The groggy american asked.

“Yes but are you, all you ever do is sleep lately,” he muttered as he crossed his arms across his chest and pouted angrily.

“Sorry Arthur,” Alfred said as he stood up, kissed his cheek and grabbed his hand leading him towards the door. If someone couldn’t see Arthur’s red face before, they could definitely see it now. His face was covered with a dark blush as he tried to hide it from the younger man.

Alfred could see that the Englishman was embarrassed but choose to ignored it. He had much more pressing matters to think about. Grabbing his keys Alfred made sure to turn the lights off and held the door open for Arthur before locking it behind them.

Walking over to his white Mustang Alfred opened the door for his boyfriend, and watched as he slid in and before he could close the door he heard Arthur mumble, “Well isn’t he being a gentleman.” He jogged over to the drivers side and slid into his own seat and started the car. The drive to the restaurant wasn’t very long and they both talked about insignificant things due to Alfred not wanting to be rude and playing his radio like he normally would.

After the short drive they pulled into the Italian restaurant and Alfred threw the car into park and turned it off, but before he could get out and open Arthur’s door the man had done it himself. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves Alfred took a quick look at his bomber jacket that was in the backseat of his car, just looking at it made him even more nervous just from knowing what was inside.

Alfred got out of the car and the cool, fall afternoon air hit him hard. He quickly grabbed Arthur’s hand and made a mad dash for the restaurant’s front door and pulled the both of them in. The hostess found Alfred’s name in their reservation book and led them to a booth, gave them two menus then took off with their drink orders.

Having chossen what he wanted Alfred placed his menu down and just stared at Arthur, and after a moment he finally looked up at the American and had a light blush on his face and a curious look.

Alfred could see that Arthur was beginning to feel awkward so he had to ask him something and decided on work. “So Artie,” Alfred asked with his usual bright smile. “Hows work and Francis treating you?” But before he could get his answer the waitress had come back and asked them if they were ready to order, which Arthur finally was. She looked at Arthur first and he ordered the fettuccine Alfredo. The waitress then turned to Alfred and asked “And for you, sir?”

“Lasagna please ma'am,” he said and with that she had taken their menus and left.

Arthur smiled softly as he looked at his fingers. “Works doing fine, I love it of course. And Francis hasn’t been causing me trouble ever since I told him I’ve gotten a boyfriend and that he should buzz off. The conversation wasn’t that clean though,” he admitted with a small smirk on his face.

“Well the conversation never tends to be clean when you are around him, you tend to argue every time I see you two together,” Alfred said with his own smirk. He liked to tease Arthur, even if it bites him in the ass later.

“Nope. It doesn’t,” he said and he looked at Alfred into his bright eyes. “Why are you smirking?” He asked almost annoyed.

Alfred just leaned back into the booth and grabbed his glass taking a sip, ignoring Arthur’s question and continuing to stare at him with a smirk on his face and playfulness in his eyes. Arthur was starting to get annoyed by that damn smirk. “What are you smirking at?” He asked again, his anger slowly beginning to rise and his blush reappearing.

Alfred’s smirk changed into a loving smile as he grabbed Arthur’s hand from across the table. “Artie, I l-” he was cut off as the waitress reappeared with their food.

“One lasagna,” the waitress said as she placed the plate of lasagna in front of Alfred, “and one fettuccine Alfredo,” She placed the plate in front of Arthur. “Enjoy your meal,” she said with a smile and left.

Alfred took his hand back from Arthur’s and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He tried to fight back his own blush that began to creep onto his face, he almost started it early. He had to wait. Once the waitress left Arthur looked back up at Alfred. “You were saying?” He asked as he picked up his fork and poked his food nervously.

“Oh, well I was just gonna say I love ya a dude!” Alfred tried to say as enthusiastic as he possibly could. Something was way off with Alfred and Arthur could easily tell. “I love you too,” he said. “It everything okay?”

“Of course,” He murmured as he took a bite of his lasagna. He had to admit it was pretty good, not as good as Felicianos though. And to his dismay he ate his meal quickly thanks to his black hole of a stomach. They both ate in silence and the entire time and Arthur had a bed feeling in his stomach. What was wrong with Alfred? But he knew he was going to find out whatever it was, he just knew it.

Alfred placed his silverware onto the plate and pushed it towards the end of the table and looked back at Arthur and watched him eat his meal. He could feel his stomach doing flips from his nerves.

Arthur stared back at Alfred as he ate his meal. This was awkward. But if he studied Alfred’s features he could probably figure out what was wrong, but he wasn’t sure if the American was nervous or scared. Why would Alfred be scared, he’s not supposed to be afraid of anything, other than scary movies.

Alfred could see the worried look on Arthur’s face and gave him a reassuring smile. “Calm down Artie, everything’s alright. I promise.” He said and held his hands up defensively. Arthur narrowed his eyes as he finished his meal. He set his plate on top of Alfred’s and stared into his eyes. “I don’t believe you,” he said simply.

“Are ya saying that you don’t trust me Artie?” Alfred asked with a pout trying to pull his best puppy dog face.

“No. I’m saying that you’re hiding something and I wanna know what it is,” he said trying his best to ignore his boyfriends pouting face.

“Well I’m not saying. You’re gonna have to let me have my fun,” he said as he propped his arm on the table and rested his chin on the back of his hand. “Sorry Artie.”

Arthur glared at the american. “Will I know by tonight?” He asked. He was patient but only for a limited amount of time, especially with Alfred.

“Of course, maybe, who knows,” Alfred said with a shrug and chuckle. Seeing that Arthur was done with the meal he waved the waitress over and handed her a hundred dollar bill. “And keep the rest.” He said, not caring for the money back.

Alfred stood up and stretched his arms and back from sitting so long. He then looked over to Arthur and held his hand out waiting for him. Arthur took his hand and got up and stretched his arms and entwined his fingers with Alfred’s. “Ready to go?” He asked as a he looked at the floor trying his best to hide his embarrassed blush.

“Of course,” Alfred whispered as he led Arthur outside into the cool night air towards his car. He opened the passenger door for Arthur and watched him slide in. Closing the door he walked over to the drivers side and got in. He started the car and instead of heading home he went in the opposite direction.

Arthur noticed that they weren’t going back home. “Where are we going?” Arthur asked, just a tad bit worried.

“Its a surprise,” Alfred said with a excited smile plastered across his face.

Arthur could tell that Alfred’s smile was fake, but he let it be as he waited with suspense eating at him as to where they were going.

After driving a short ways Alfred found the dirt road he was looking for and turned down in. “Do you recognize anything yet Artie? This is the lake where we had our first date.” He said as he pulled up in front of the lake and put the car into park.

Arthur nodded. He remembered this day like it was yesterday. It was perfect. Their first date was awkward but wonderful in its own strange way. “What are we doing here?” He asked.

“Thought we could relive some old memories,” Alfred said as he turned the car off and grabbed his bomber jacket from the back seat as he got out. Thankfully it was a full moon so he could see as he walked over to Arthur’s door and opened it again for him.

Arthur got out of the car as memories of his first date with Alfred flooded him. Their first kiss. The awkwardness of it since it was their first. The beauty of the moon and the lake as they gave each other many of their firsts to each other in this place.

Closing the door behind Arthur, Alfred draped his jacket over Arthur’s shoulders protecting him from the cold weather. He grabbed his lovers hand and led him over to a bench in front of the waters edge and sat him down.

Alfred pulled Arthur away from him and looked into his emerald eyes in silence. He knew he could do this. He stood up off of the bench and got down on one knee in front of his lover and looked up at him with a soft smile on his face as he pulled a small black box from his bomber jacket pocket.

Arthur was shocked, his eyes going wide as his face became flushed. Is this why Alfred was acting weirdly? Is this what he thinks this is?

“Artie, now I’m not the most romantic person in the world. So I’m probably gonna make a fool of myself. But what I do know is that I love you, with every fiber of my being. And I know that I want to live the rest of my life with you. So, what I’m asking is, is will you marry me Artie?” Alfred asked shakily as he looked up at the Englishmen.

Arthur couldn’t stop the tears that came to the brink of his eyes. He got up off the bench, dropped to his knees and hugged Alfred. All he could muster to say or rather whisper was one simple word into Alfred’s ear. “Yes.”

———

(I actually have a fic that continues this but the first chapter alone is good enough lol)

Chanyeol Imagine

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

Imagine you are Chanyeol’s girlfriend and you are cooking lunch for both of you. You feel two arms wrap around your waist and Chanyeol’s head pops up on your shoulder. “Jagi~” He whispers in your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. You emediately bit your lip, his deep voice making you feel things. “Yes?” You answer, to busy with the food to look at him. No response. And soon you feel him nibble on your earlobe, knowing it’s your weak spot. You let a moan slip out an he chuckles, pressing his toned chest against your back. “Chan, I have to take care of the food first.” Yo say against your needs. He grabs you by the wrists and spins you around, pinning you to the counter. He leaned in and roughly kissed you, you returning the favour.

“I guess we’ll just order take out.”

Squad Goals Season 3 Episode 20

“I know a great laser removal artist” Drake says this as he presses his thumb against my shoulder covering the tattoo of Justin’s finger print.

“Doesn’t removing it hurt more than getting it?” He sighs and brushes over the tattoo a few times.

“Probably not as much as seeing it everyday hurts you” I gulp and then shake off the tension that had quickly risen in his hotel room.

“I wish we didn’t have to stay cooped up in here until the video” I say before sliding off the bed to peek through the tightly drawn hotel curtains. We had been extremely careful of the paparazzi, using back entrances and disguises left and right.

“I don’t mind being cooped up in here with you. You aren’t terrible is all I’m sayin’” I roll my eyes and he blows me a kiss.

“You miss your squad huh?” I sigh and walk back over to the bed and use his chest as a pillow.

“Yeah. I do. They’re all idiots, but they’re my idiots”

“when we link up in London would it be cool for me to get to know them more?” Drake had constantly brought up traveling to London to be with me on several occasions and each time my stomach demonstrated the weirdest flips of excitement and panic.

“I’d like that. As long as Selena keeps her hands to herself” he laughs and pulls me in for a warm hug, my mouth muffled by his shoulder.

“Things might change after this music vid” he says placing a kiss to the crown of my head and letting his lips linger for a few moments afterward.

“The gossip is about to get wild” I sigh and flip onto my back running the news headlines over and over in my head.

“I don’t want Justin to find out online or through the zines” the bed shifts and Drake sits up to stare down at me.

“After all this time you letting his feelings come before yours? How about you huh? How do you feel about being on blast in the next few hours?” He was right. I hadn’t even thought about how the publicity would affect me.

“They’ll harp me on everything from Justin, to our baby, to his baby. Shit.”

“Then we tune it all out. Focus on us” I shoot him a look and he rolls his eyes.

“Not us as a couple but us as well, whatever we are” I nod and think on his advice before perking up and sitting up to face him.

“You have an hour and a half to teach me exactly what you want for the music video” he smiles before standing up and reaching for my hand.

“I can swing that.”

Two Hours Later

Drake had been whisked away by his team as soon as we made it on set. My scenes weren’t going to filmed until night time so I sat on location around the enormous pool that we’d be using in a terry cloth robe.

I’m in the middle of posting a snapchat,

when the sun that I had previously been bathing in becomes blocked by an unmoving figure. I decide to let the bystander slide. It was probably a set assistant. Several minutes later the sun is still being blocked and I can feel my tan unevening.

“Excuse me could you maybe m-” my Givenchy shades fall off of my nose when I jump at the sight of Justin.

“Hi Rhi,” he says nervously, his hands shoved into some jeans and his hair had grown out into a little blonde tuft since I’d seen him.

“Justin what are you doing here?” He reaches down to pick up my fallen shades, wiping them on his T-shirt before handing them back to me.

“We need to talk” his voice is now calm and determined and he loves to take a seat on the sun chair next to me.

“How did you know I was in Miami?”

“ I have the ’ Where’s Rhiannon’ app, your fans are really on it” I roll my eyes and slide my shades on again trying to avoid his gaze. He hadn’t stopped fucking looking at me since he got here.

“In other words Kylie told you?” He opens and closes his mouth a few times and I shake my head with a rueful smile.

“Are you mad at her?” I shake my head. I wasn’t mad at Kylie. It was obvious that she missed being friends with Justin and it was also obvious that the girl couldn’t keep a secret to save her life.

“I’m not mad at her. I’m mad at you though” I turn to him and fix him with a glare through my glasses and he has the nerve to call over a waiter and ask for a scotch.

“You aren’t staying Justin. I’ll call security I-”

“You wouldn’t do that to me” the raspy tone of his voice warms my abdomen and I squirm a bit in my seat. Fuck him and his sexy voice.

“Aubrey will be back soon. We’re shooting a video together” his face falls. Good. I’d wanted to hurt him.

“Aubrey?”

“Drake.”

“So Drake is Aubrey to you now?” I decide to dig the knife a by deeper and sip on the water next to me,

“and sometimes Papí.” He takes an angry intake of breath and downs his alcohol.

“Will you at least come to my hotel tonight? I have so much to say to you baby, and I miss you tell me you don’t miss me” one of his index fingers grazes my jaw bone and I jerk away like he’s hit me.

“It wouldn’t make sense for me not to miss you,” I turn and observe his hopeful expression.

“But I’ll get over it soon. I’m done fucking with you Justin. Why can’t you grasp that?”

“Because I love you Rhiannon! Shit! We’ve been through way too much shit together for you to throw it all away!” The waiter walks past and I ask for a tall glass of moscato.

“Me?”

“Huh?” I grip the sides of my chair to refrain from throwing my water at him.

“You said I’m throwing us away”

“Because you are! I’m over here trying to fucking talk to you and you don’t want to hear shit!” I bite my lip in anger.

“Did I cheat on you?” He shuts up, and I continue to hit him with a barrage of rhetorical questions.

“Did I lie to you for nearly a year?” More silence.

“Wait… Did I, did I have a baby with someone else? Oh, no, that’s right. I didn’t get to have my baby at all.” Justin winces at my icy tone and I take my moscato from the waiter and down it in a single gulp.

“Yo slow down little ting! I don’t want you drunk on se-"  Drake pauses when he spots Justin and squares his shoulders a bit in his black velvet robe. His chains rival Justin’s in a shining match and I slip my shades on once again.

"What’s good Biz?”

“Nothing at the moment man, you fucking my girl?” Drake shrugs and pick some imaginary lint from his shoulder.

The testosterone  level rises and I stand up and shrug off my robe leaving me in a set of black underwear. It was nothing the both of them hadn’t seen before.

“I’m going to go see what hair and makeup has planed for me okay?” Drake leans down to kiss my cheek and I graze a hand across his chest before leaving. They could work it out. I was just here to shake my ass and drink anyway.

UP NEXT:

ZIGI WEDDING

JACK G LOSES HIS V

DRAKE VS JUSTIN

KARDASHIAN SURPRISE

SMUT SMUT SMUTTTT

anonymous asked:

"Tordy Tordy Tordy!!" A familiar ginger voice shouts tho not sharing the same appearance. The Norski is wrapped into a tight hug before being put down with a 'hey' from a Norwegian and two British and a singular 'yo' from a dull British one who didn't seem the slightest bit happy. (Disconnected-fusion ❤)

Tord yelps as he’s hugged, squirming in the hold before he is set down. He quickly moves away, looking like a cat who doesn’t want to be pet, and frowns at the person, “Hello, hi, who are you?!” He asks in a demanding tone, “I don’t know you! If you want to mess with me, fine, but stay away from my family. You won’t get any information from me.” He hisses, his hand closing around the gun secured in the waistband of his jeans. @disconnected-fusion

The signs as Love live! song centers

Basically: if the signs were singing as the centers of a Love live! song, what kind of song would it be? There will also be an example song! Thank you for the idea @hekurmnhncrkdyyhmr !


Originally posted by 0ugi


Aries: Something that has a different feeling than in most of idol songs, bit similar to scorpio (After school navigator)

Taurus: Soothing and pretty (Fuyu ga kureta yokan)

Gemini: Joyful, a bit similar to sagittarius but toned down (Beat in angel)

Cancer: Calm and sad yet cute (Nawatobi)

Leo: Catchy and won’t leave your head (Nico puri ♡ Joshi dou)

Virgo: Similar to capricorn but makes you smile (Binetsu kara mystery)

Scorpio: Something well-known done differently (like a romantic song that doesn’t really sound like one) (Zurui yo Magnetic today)

Libra: Emotional and romantic (Garazu no hanazono)

Sagittarius: Energetic and makes you want to dance (Psychic fire)

Capricorn: Strong and beautiful (Arifureta Kanashimi no hate)

Aquarius: “Mature” and a bit sentimental (SENTIMENTAL StepS)

Pisces: Cute, cheerful and fun (HEARTBEAT)

The Thirteenth Event, Lunchpad

NEW TO CRYPTOCRACY? Don’t start here! Go back and check out chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, and 11!!!

“I wonder where Cookie learned to, you know, cook.” Baltimore mused aloud. “I mean, I have never had a burger this good.”

“I wonder why they call them burgers.” Beam mused back. “I mean, what is burging? How do you burg?”

“You’re not serious,” Baltimore hoped.

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Your so different! Derek luh

You and Derek were just cuddling on the couch while watching a movie, until his phone started to ring so he got up and answered it. When he came back he said that we needed to tidy up because the guys were coming over. So once everything was cleaned up I went up stairs to our bedroom and watched the TV.
That was until I heard loud shouting and talking then…

“Y/N come down” Derek yelled

Derek’s p.o.v

All the guys tumbled into the living room and we’re talking until KDL asked “Yo where’s Y/N man, I haven’t seen her in ages”

That was when I yelled “Y/N come down”

She then walked down the stairs looking annoyed.

Y/N p.o.v

I walked down the stairs annoyed, with what he wanted that he had to shout me down. I never like being around Derek sometimes when the guys were around because I he acts different to when we are alone.

“What’s up?” I ask a bit annoyed

“KDL wanted to see you” he replied in a duh tone, see what I mean, h never does that when their not here.

“Okay I’ll go and see him, then go back up stairs” as I was walking away, he gripped my wrist.

“I’ll come with you”

“Derek it’s fine”

“I said I’ll come with you”

“Okay whatever pleases you”

“You please me” he whispers in my ear.

See what I mean again, his mood changes so quickly. You see the thing is Derek gets really protective of me when he’s with the guys but at times he can be a total dick to me.

After I spoke to KDL and some of the others with Derek by my side the whole time, I went back up stairs still hearing talking.

After about 2 hours of being alone I decided to text my best friend.
Y/N-Y
Y/BF/N-BF

Y- Hey you wanna go to the mall, Derek has the guys over again?
BF-Yeah sure, come round whenever.
Y-Thanks so much, I’ve been sitting up stairs alone for a jut 2 hours.
BF-It’s okay, come round now hurry.

I walk down stairs and walking past the living room thinking they wouldn’t notice or mind but boy was I wrong…

“Y/N where are you going?” Derek asks

“Out with Y/BF/N” you say

“No your not” Derek says. HE WHAT?!

“Yes I am”

“No your not” He says now getting up

“Yes I am, you don’t control my life Derek, you are so different around the guys, if they weren’t here you wouldn’t mind!” You said raiding your voice now getting annoyed.

“Shut up!” He said coming closer his face getting redder by the minute.

“No you can’t tell me what to do!” He raised his arm to go to hit me but I just slipped out the door in time.

I took a deep breath and rove to Y/BF/N’s house.

Title: Insecurities 
Pairing: Mavin
Genre: smut
Warning: Nsfw
Summary: Michael and Gavin are having a hard time having not-horrible sex and Michael isn’t going to point any fingers but it’s totally Gavin’s fault. Then Michael figures out it’s because Gavin’s insecure about his body. Emotional sexy times ensue with the goal being to tell Gavin everything he loves about his body. Featuring: awkward sex, emotional foreplay, blowjobs, and handjobs. 
Word count: 2,700
Notes: I’ve have had this prompt in my ask for months. I feel bad I didn’t get it out in a timely fashion but I hope someone likes it.

Thank you to anon for the prompt! 

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Chapter FortyOne

Tyson

Gripping Lani’s waist tighter, I let out a low groan as she continued to ground her hips against mine. Buried deep inside her, I let her work her magic and ride a nigga this AM. Since falling pregnant, Lani’s sex drive had skyrocketed and I wasn’t complaining because her pussy had been feeling better then ever. “Fuck baby”, She moaned out as placed her hands on my chest and lifted her body a little so I could start pounding into her.

Grounding my teeth at the sight of her now double d tits, bouncing around, I sent hard across her round ass, “Damn girl, tell me who’s this is”, I grumbled as my thumb found her centre as we continued to meet each others thrusts, fighting for dominance, “Mine”, She smirked as she flicked her hair over her shoulders and pushed my chest down with her hands.  Again she started to grind her hips into mine and by the way she was smirking, I knew she was liking the fact that I was letting her have the upper hand.

Slapping her thigh, she let out a small yelp before moaning out loud as I grinded my hips while being buried deep inside her, “Shit Tyyy, Im so close baby”,She moaned as I smirked and without missing a beat, wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped her over so I was now on top. Looking up at me with wide eyes, I grabbed both her hands and held them down above her head, “You ain’t coming until you tell me who’s this is?”, I gritted out as I roughly grabbed her right breast and sent a hard slap across it causing her to let out a whimper.

“They’re sore you asshole”, She frowned before closing her eyes and arching her back as I sent a few deep strokes inside her, “Shut that shit up, you got one more time to ignore me”, I gritted out as I plowed her so deep that she used her elbows to try and crawl back and away, “Fuck you running for”, I grunted while her mouth formed a O, “Shit its yours baby, it’s yours”, She moaned out just as she fell apart underneath me. The very sight of her letting loose sent me over the edge and before I could stop myself, I sent a few hard strokes before realising deep inside her.

Letting out a groan as I pulled out and rolled over to my side of the bed, we laid in silence as we both tried to catch our breath. We had been going at it for the past hour or so and I knew she wouldn’t be able to go anymore rounds. Reaching over, I placed my hand on her waist, ready to pull her over although I was greeted with a slap instead. Looking over with a frown, I found her already mugging me before sitting up with a painful groan, “Fuck you slapping ma hand away for?”, I grumbled as I followed in her lead and sat up against the headboard.

“You hurt me you ass, what I tell you about being rough”, She spat out as she looked down at her now red breasts that had a visible handprint against it, “Shit ma bad baby”, I chuckled as I licked over my lips and reached for my ralph lauren boxers. Slipping into them without getting up, I ignored Nalani’s huffs and rolled over until I was close beside her, “Stop with that frowning shit, it aint cute”, I mumbled as I wrapped my arm around her body and pulled her closer, “Fuck off Tyson”, She mumbled in response causing me to clench my jaw.

“Watch it”, I gritted out as I push her hair from the side of her face and proceeded to roughly grab her jaw. Turning her face to me, I knew she was about to pop off but I quickly crushed my lips on hers and silenced the rant I knew was coming my way. Fighting at first, it only took her a few seconds before giving up and caving into my embrace and my lips, “Say sorry”, She mumbled against my lips as I let go of her jaw and ran my hand down the side of her body and over her ass. Gripping her thigh, I placed it over my leg and grounded my once again hard dick, into her centre, “Nooo, say sorry”, She moaned while placing her hands on my chest to push me back. 

“Fuck lemme get inside you again, one more round”, I groaned as thoughts of the way her wet pussy swallowed me up filled my mind, “Apologize nigga”, She huffed as I smirked against her lips before sucking on her plump bottom one, “I’m sorry baby”, I grunted as her fingers ran down my chest and met the top of my dick that was covered in the thin material of my boxers. Just when I thought my prayers had been answered, Lani shot up and quickly lead over to the bedside table to grab her phone.

“Shit baby we got our first birthing class in less than 2 hours”, She grinned causing a groan to escape my lips as I dramatically laid back on my side of the bed. I had successfully avoided all thoughts of attending that wack ass class but Lani wasnt tryna let a nigga skip it, no matter how hard I pleaded, “You love me Ty?”, She asked as I opened one eye, only to find her closing in on me with a grin that lit up her entire face, “Eh I guess”, I mumbled trying to hide my grin, though the sound of her soft laugh filling the room had me grinning, “I love the fuck outta ya baby”, I muttered truthfully as she rested her naked body against my chest. I brushed her hair away from her face and ran my finger over her red swollen lips. Soon my eyes trailed down her body and once again landed on her redbreast that looked like they were going to bruise.

“Shit Lani, I aint mean to hurt ya”, I grumbled with a frown as I carefully brushed over her swollen skin, “Its okay baby, I lowkey love the aggression”, She giggled while I smirked at her confession, “Yea I know you do ”, I chuckled as I licked over my lips and ran my hand up and down her back, “We forreal gotta go to this class?”, I quickly added, trying to catch her off guard so she could some how agree to just stay home and kick it with her nigga. However, a huff escape her lips and she leant over and roughly bit down on my lip. Tugging it, she finally let it go before sitting up and stretching her naked body, “Im going so that means you’re going”, She stated sternly as I let a groan escape my lips.

“I aint feeling to well”, I said in a matter of factly tone although Lani wasn’t taking no type of excuse as she immediately wrapped her fingers around my nipple and pinched it hard. Hitting her hand away as I mugged her, I massaged my sore skin as she tilted her head back and laughed, “You lucky yo tits are hurting already otherwise I would have fucked em up”, I grumbled as she sat up and pouted, allowing her naked body to come in full view.

Four and a half months pregnant and my baby girl was glowing forreal. Everything about her had me bowing down to her and there honestly wasn’t anything in this world I wouldn’t do, just to see her conestly smiling the way she has been lately, “We got the ultrasound after the class”, She said softly, pulling me out of my thoughts as I let out a sigh at the thought of finally finding out what we was expecting. The thought alone had me feeling a mess and I was still trying to figure out how I would feel if it was going to be a girl. However, I did know that know matter what, I would love this child with everything in me but what scared me was, what if I didn’t connect to him/her the way I connected with Zay?

How would I handle a daughter, when I could barely do right by Nalani?. Noticing my silence, she smiled softly as she crawled over and straddled my lap. Once she placed her hands on my chest, I couldn’t help but lick my lips as she had unintentionally pushed her bare breasts together due to her hand placement, “Stop looking at me like that”, She chuckled as I looked up at her all natural face with a smirk, “I cant help it, got them all up in ma face and shit”, I muttered as my fingers traced up her soft skin of her stomach and around her breast.

“Come shower with me, we have to start getting ready”, She whispered causing me to halt my hand and look up at her with a sigh. Not wanting to argue or disappoint her, I tapped her thigh softly so she could get up and we could shower.

After one more round against the shower wall, Lani finally got me out of the shower and into our walk in wardrobe so we could start getting ready. I honestly had no idea what to expect with this birthing class and although I wasn’t looking forward to it, I decided for Lani’s sake I would stop throwing a tantrum about it. With a white towel wrapped lowly around my waist, Lani headed to her side of the closet while I went to mine. Decided on keeping it casual, I slipped into some black baggy sweats, a black Miami Heat crewneck sweater and paired it with some timberlands. Keeping my jewelry to a minimum, I placed two thin gold chains on and finished off my look with a black skully and tucked a cigarette behind my ear.

By the time I had finished getting ready, I turned around only to be surprised that Lani had actually finished getting ready as well. Babygirl usually took at least a hour or so, even if it was just something casual. My eyes roamed her outfit and I couldn’t help but lick my lips at how good she looked even though she was dressed down, “Damn that ass is looking thick as fuck”, I mumbled causing her to look over and start blushing as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Instantly her eyes roamed my own outfit before looking up at me with a smug look, “What?”, I grumbled as I grabbed my phone and wallet before making my way over to her.

“You look hella thuggish right now”, She mumbled as she bit down on her lip while I smirked, “Shit is sexy as hell too”, She again mumbled although I knew she didn’t mean to say it out loud, “I got you wet huh?”, I smirked, instantly causing her to break out of her daze and playfully suck her teeth, “You aint all that”, She huffed as she tried to hide her grin, “The way you was just drooling says otherwise doe”, I chuckled as I pulled her small body into me and rested both my hands on her plump ass. Licking her lips, she lifted up on her tippy toes and reached for my lips, though being short as hell I had to lean down to meet her halfway.

Sending a slap to her ass before gripping it tight, I was praying for one last round but Lani quickly shut that shit down as she pulled away and wiped the lip gloss off my lip, “We need to leave and you aren’t going to distract me”, She warned with an accusing tone that had me laughing, “Ight, ight lets get going, the crew meeting us there?”, I mumbled as I watched her grab her bag and turn all the lights off.  

“Yea baby, we all just decided to meet up”, She informed me as I took her hand and headed down the stairs together. Making sure to lock the back doors and set the alarm, Lani met me at my Bugatti and instantly I was frowning as she was standing next to the drivers seat, “Hell NAH”, I muttered as I shook my head while frowning, knowing exactly what she wanted. Instantly she started pouting, trying to give me that puppy dog look that always has me caving, though this car was my most prized possession and no ones drives it. 

“Come on TyTY, let mama drive”, She pleaded, though I continued to shake my head and make my way over to the driver side. Still she stood there, blocking my access and I looked down at her as I towered over her small frame, “Nah Lani you know how I feel about this car and ain’t no one but me getting behind this wheel”, I stated as she childishly stomped her foot before burying her face against my chest, “You’re an asshole TyTy”, She muffled against my sweater while I chuckled and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. Leaning down I kissed the top of her head before slapping her ass, “Get yo ass on the other side”, I chuckled as she pulled away with a frown and proceeded to stomp as she made her way to the other side.

Getting in the slick 2014 Bugatti, I let out a satisfied sigh as the smell of the new leather filled my nose. Lani was in the passenger seat within a second and once was settled, she looked over and chuckled at my cheesing expression. I was a sucka for cars, aside from basketball, cars was definitely my other passion and I took each and everyone of mine as if they were my babies. “You’re acting like you love this car more than you love me”, She mumbled as I hit the button to open the garage door and started up the Bugatti with a roar that had me grinning even harder. Since Zay had come into our life, I hadn’t been able to drive around my two seater sports cars as much so know when I did, I always acted out.

“Shit they do come close”, I chuckled in response causing her suck her teeth as I pulled out of the garage and backed out of the long drive way,“Nigga, remember who makes you feel good at night and if you want to keep feeling good you better love me and only me”, She huffed as I looked over and licked my lips at how sexy she looked when she had a attitude, “Forreal I like this aggressive attitude you been rocking since I planted ma seed deep in ya”, I smirked causing her to roll her eyes although I could see she was fighting to hide her grin.

“I miss Isaiah”, She randomly blurted out after driving in silence for 10 minutes, with nothing but the radio playing lowly, “Forreal me too. Im missing ma little mans voice”, I sighed as thoughts of my son filled my mind. Zay had slept over Lenny and Lacey’s last night and we weren’t picking him up until later tonight. It was quiet as hell around the house without him and although it had been good to have this alone time with Lani, it didn’t stop me from missing him. Since the incident two weeks ago with Zay running off into the ocean, he had been so much more behaved after I went off on him. He started listening more and was being the good boy he was when we first got him back from the orphanage.

“No more sleepovers for a while, I don’t like being away from him for so long”, Lani pouted as I reached over and rested my hand on her thigh. Instantly she placed her hand on top of mine and leant over so she could rest her head against my extended arm, “He a big boy Lani, you need to stop babying him”, I mumbled as I pulled onto the freeway and headed down towards our destination, “But he is my baby, Ty. He will always be my baby”, She smiled softly while I lowly chuckled while shaking my head. 

“Im so excited for today, are you excited?”, Lani beamed as I mentally rolled my eyes at her question, “So excited”, I said sarcastically causing her to suck her teeth before laughing, “Whatever grumpy pants, at least try to have fun”, She smiled just as my eyes landed on McDonalds, “Ah shit, lemme get something to eat real quick”, I mumbled as my mouth watered at the thought of hash browns and a bacon & egg Mcmuffin, “Oooh me too. Im so hungry”, Lani’s eyes widened as she let go of my hand and sat up in her seat with excitement.

“Nah you aint meant to be eating this type of shit”, I said just to fuck with her, although in reality she really wasn’t suppose to be eating this shitty food, “If Im not eating it, then neither are you. So I suggest you shut that shit and get me 2 muffins and 3 hash browns”, She ordered causing me to look over with an amused expression, “Damn you eating for a army?”, I mocked causing her to smack her lips as she waved me off while her eyes stayed looking out the window as we pulled up to the drive thru.

We spent the rest of the car drive to the class, munching on a large amount of McDonalds and by the time we got there Lani was holding her stomach in pain. “Why would you let me eat all that”, She groaned as I parked the car and spotted J and Aces cars parked a view spots down. Instantly I snapped my attention to Lani, who was resting her head back as she held her stomach, “Don’t even try to go there, how many times I tell you it ain’t good for you? Betta not throw up in ma car either”, I mugged as she let out a burp causing me to twist up my face in disgust, “You nasty as hell”, I muttered as she busted up in laughter while I tried to hide my amused grin.

“I’on why you complaining, I gotta deal with yo gross farts all the time”, She laughed as I shook my head and got out of the car. Closing the door, I went around to her side and helped her out as she was struggling to get up due to how full she was, “You gonna be good to do this? Yo ass can barely move”, I smirked as she looked up at me with a mug. Rolling her eyes she stood up straight and shut the car door, slamming it in the process. Instantly her eyes went wide while I narrowed my own at her, “That was a accident”, She pouted while I clenched my jaw and slapped her ass hard as hell. Letting out a yelp as she instantly started to rub it while I smirked, grabbed her other hand and began making my way to the front door.

“Shit we are 5 minutes late”, Lani mumbled under her breath and we headed inside and followed the signs that led us to a room at the end of the hall. The door had ‘Birthing Class’ printed on it and Lani was instantly knocking on it before slowly opening the door and pecking her head inside, “Hi, we are here for the class”, She said softly as she walked in further with me following in behind. Looking around the teacher was up front while 4 other couples were sitting on the floor, two of the couples being our friends.

“Oh Tyson and Nalani?”, The white, plump lady beamed as Lani instantly nodded her head before waving at Jasmine and Briana, “Bout time you niggas showed up, got us waiting and shit”, Ace yelled obnoxiously loud causing B to slap him while the other two, white couples looked at him with shock, “Brah shut that shit up”, I chuckled as we headed over to the mat and after greeting our crew, sat on the end of the circle, “So glad you can join us today, we were just introducing ourselves to each other and its now this lovely couples turn”, The teacher, whose nametag said Cassandra, beamed as she pointed to Jasmine and J.

“Hi everyone, My name is Jas this is Jeremiah or J. Um we have been together for almost two years, I’m 7 months pregnant and we are expecting twin girls”, Jasmine beamed as she looked back at J who was grinning just as hard. Simultaneously the teacher and the other two unknown couples greeted Jasmine and J in sync while I looked down at Lani who was muffling a laugh, “Your turn”, Cassandra said to Briana but before she could get anything out, Ace clasp his hand over B’s mouth earning a round of wide eyes from the others.

“Wassup, Ma name is Desean Marques Ray and this is my second cousin, twice removed, Lele Shontelle Ray. We have been married for 7 years and this would be our 5th baby, she is 5 months but she really small so you can’t see it right now”, Ace explained as I dropped my face into the back of Lani’s hair, who was sitting in front of me, and tried to hide my laughter that was threatening to come out. Briana on the other hand looked torn between slapping the shit out of him or rolling with laughter, “Oh well its nice to meet you Desean and Lele. Thank you for coming today. Now last but not least”, Cassandra chuckled awkwardly before pointing towards Lani who had now rested her back against my chest, while sitting in between my legs.

“Im Nalani, this is my fiancee Tyson. Um we have been together for a few years now. Im four months and two weeks pregnant and this will be our second child. We don’t know what we are having yet though”, Lani explained as once again everyone greeted us in sync with each other. Mentally rolling my eyes at how lame this was, we allowed the teacher to stand up and give us a brief introduction into pregnancy, what to expect during labour and the first few weeks with a newborn. I wasn’t about to admit it out loud but the information she was spitting was hella helpful and I mentally stored away as much info as I could.

I had to once again keep my head down to hide my laughter, this time thanks to the sight of Jeremiah who looked like he would pull out a notebook and pen at any moment. I knew this nigga was drinking in the information like his life depended on it and on the low I couldnt help but feel happy that he was this happy about his future with his new family. Ace on the other hand was becoming restless. Nigga got so bored that he started to ask unnecessary questions just so he could have a chance to talk, instead of having to listen to this white bitch go on.

Then there was Lani. I swear her little ass fell asleep a few times and I was ready to cuss her out cause she had been nagging me to come for the past two weeks and now she wanna sleep on a nigga. Only reason I hadn’t said anything was because it was partially my fault she was tired, all them rounds of sex being the cause. The sound of Cassandra clapping her hands together caught the attention of everyone, including Lani who practically jumped up in my arms, “Okay so we are going to do a few breathing exercises, Ladies I want you to lay back against your partners chest and repeat after me”, She instructed causing everyone to get into position.

Lani was already laying back against me so we barely moved an inch. Instead she leaned her head back and looked up at me with a cheesy grin that had me shaking my head. Cassandra was now sitting down as she started to show the girls how to do some breathing exercises if the girls started to have contractions or pains. Instantly Lani and the rest of the woman started to repeat the breathing, while I sat back watching on with a raised eyebrow. My attention soon faltered as I looked over only to find Adrian doing the breathing exercises better and louder than anyone else in the class, “Nigga its for the women”, I mumbled while I tried not to laugh.

Looking over for a second he shrugged his shoulders before continuing to breath like he was about to give birth. J was coaching Jasmine as he softly rubbed her belly, the other couples looked like they had shit on lock and Lani was eying out the wall clock every few seconds. “Dont be looking at no time, yo ass is staying here till this lesson finishes”, I mumbled as leant down and bit her neck lightly, “Im so hungry though”, She whispered causing my head to snap up as I looked down at her with a frown, “You ate an entire McDonalds joint less than an hour ago, how you hungry again?”, I chuckled causing her to suck her teeth before starting up with the breathing again as the teacher narrowed her eyes at us for talking.

“Okay, I want the ladies to lay on their backs. The males to the side, hold her hand and coach her through her labour”, Cassandra instructed causing a low groan to escape my lips as Lani pushed herself up and laid back on the mat beside me, “Stop frowning”, She laughed as I licked over my lips before taking her hand so it looked like I was doing something. Feeling the teachers eyes on me, I clenched my jaw before lifting my other hand and began patting Lani’s head, “Its going to be alright”, I mumbled as I continued the gesture. Instantly Lani was holding her stomach as she burst into laughter, “Nigga why you petting her like she yo pet?”, Jeremiah laughed causing everyones attention to turn us. Shrugging my shoulders as I smirked, I went to open my mouth although I was interrupted by Adrians obnoxious voice.

“YOU GOT THIS BABY, PUSH THAT LITTLE NIGGA OUT. I AIN’T NUT IN YOU FOR NO REASON, GIVE ME MA CHILD”, He yelled as he patted down her tits before crawling in front of her legs and opening them up, “GAH DAMN I CAN SEE THE HEAD, HOLY SHIT IT A BIG HEAD TOO”, He continued to yell as the rest of the crew held onto our stomachs as we laughed hard.

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“I cant believe we got kicked out of our first birthing class”, Nalani laughed while shaking her head, as we all bounced out of the building doors and headed to the carpark. Thanks to Adrian’s little show, the teacher decided we was too inappropriate and nicely asked us to leave. Though, when Ace caught an attitude cause he wanted to do more exercise’s she threatened to call security, “That was so embarassing, Ive never been kicked out of anything before. I gotta find a new place now”, Jas groaned as J tried to be on her side although he was visibly trying to hide his laughter.

“Well I dont know about y’all but props to Ace, I needed to get out of there asap. Im hungry as hell”, Lani cheesed as she rubbed her baby bump while I shook my head at how this woman was constantly hungry.“Y’all tryna hit up Chipotle real quick?”, I mumbled as I eyed out my car and pulled out a cigarette from my packet, “Im down for that, theres one just the road”, J agreed as I nodded my head and fished my pockets for a lighter. Finally finding one, I silently nodded towards my car letting them know I was just gonna have a quick smoke before we left. Making my way over, I placed the cigarette in between my lips and inhaled deep just as my phone began ringing.

Pulling it out, I raised an eyebrow when Lenny’s name flashed across my eye phone and instantly worry sparked me as thoughts of something bad happening to Zay filled my mind. Not waiting another second, I answered the call and brought it up to my ear, “Yo, Zay good?”, I asked off bat causing the old man to suck his teeth, “You a rude ass nigga, ya heard? Aint got no damn manners, you aint know how to say hello no more?”, He grumbled in a grumpy tone, this time causing me to suck my teeth at him while I shook my head, “Old man dont start with me this early in the day, how ma kid doing?”, I mumbled as I tried to get straight to the point.

“Bitch ass”, I heard him cough under his breath, “Yea he helping me out, down at the shop. Got him sweeping floors and washing hair”, He laughed as I pulled the phone away from my ear and glared at it before placing it back, “Nigga I aint let him stay with you so you can have him doing manual labour”, I sighed as Lenny’s laughter just got louder by the second, “Man Im fucking with you, he hanging out with us old niggas. Telling him what a little bad ass you was back in the day”, He chuckled in a raspy tone while a groan escaped my lips at all the shit they would be feeding my son, “Imma kill Lani’s ass for convincing me to leave him with you”, I huffed with annoyance as his and the rest of the men’s laughter could be heard through the phone.

“Anyways shit head, little man wanna speak with his pops. Imma put him on”, Lenny mumbled with amusement before shuffling around as the sound of him telling Zay I was on the phone, could be heard. “Daddy?!”, Zay instantly asked with excitement that had me grinning within a second, “What’s up little man, you being good?”, I asked as I once again brought my cigarette up and inhaled deep, “I be good daddy. I help Grandpa LenLen with hair”, He beamed thru the phone as I quickly checked the time to see how much longer it was until we got to pick him up. Just speaking to him, forreal had me missing him even more.

“Thats good Zay, you missing yo pops?”, I muttered as I inhaled one last time before flicking my cigarette on the floor and setting on it to put it out, “I miss you too much daddy and mommy to”, I could hear him cheese through the phone as I made my way back over to the crew, “You wanna speak with mommy?”, I asked as Lani looked up with a confused expression before cheesing as she realised I was on the phone with Zay, “Yes daddy, yes! Hi mommy!”, He yelled before I even got a chance to hand her the phone. Chuckling I gave the phone to Lani and allowed her to speak to Zay as I went and stood beside Ace.

“What yo plans for today? Yo tryna chill, smoke, maybe hit up th-”, Before Ace could even finish what he was going to say I shook my head knowing exactly where this was going, “I gotta take Lani to this appointment, gonna find out what we having. But pull through a little later, I might throw a little barbeque or something”, I shrugged as Ace started to grin at the mention of food, “Hell yea, make sure Lani makes them marinated chicken wings too, otherwise I ain’t coming”, He warned as I lifted an eyebrow, “Nigga you tell her that and she definitely ain’t gonna make em”, J laughed as he slapped Ace on the back just as Lani finished up with my phone and began scrolling through it.

“Ight, we will see you at chipotle”, I mumbled as I dapped the boys and waited for Lani to say bye to the girls. Walking over with her face buried in my phone, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and began to make my way back to my car, “You got hella thirty groupies in your dm’s”, She huffed as she went around to her side, while I chuckled and unlocked the car door. “Any of them bad?”, I asked just to fuck with her, “Yea this one sent you a nude, her ass is hella fat”, She laughed as she leaned over and showed me a picture some hoe sent me via instagram dm’s. “Them tattoos is nasty as hell tho”, I mumbled as I frowned at all the ratchet tattoos she had planted on her overly large ass. 

“How about this one? Shes kinda cute ”, Lani chuckled sarcastically as I started the car and instantly started to pull out of the spot. Leaning over before I took off, I shook my head at this hoes weave, “Bitch got a weave thats touching her toes, La. Aint shit cute about that”, I muttered as straightened out in my seat and proceeded to speed past J and Ace. Lani stayed the rest of the drive, commenting on the hundreds of naked pictures that were sent in my twitter and instagram dm. That was one of the things I loved about her, as long as it wasn’t someone I fucked with in the past, Lani never put in the effort to get mad at me when groupies threw themselves at me. I never pay any mind or respond to that shit and for that reason she didn’t have anything to worry about.

Lunch at chipotle with the crew was chill as always. Of course we got a number of fans bugging us for photos and autographs but it was something that came with the fame of being a NBA player. Lani and I only ended up staying for a good 40 minutes as we had our appointment time creeping up on us and if we didnt want to be late we had to leave earlier than everyone else. After agreed 100% on a barbeque in the afternoon, we said our goodbyes and before we knew it we drove silently to the doctors to do this ultrasound. We were both visibly nervous and thanks to the effects of having bipolar my mind was running a mile a minute that I didn’t even know how I was feeling anymore.

The feel of Lani placing her hand on top of mine, that was sitting on the gearstick, pulled me out of my raging thoughts, “You’re quiet”, She mumbled causing me to look over at her with amusement, “Yea, so are you”, I muttered as I licked over my lips and turned into the street that the medical building was situated, “Im so nervous”, She whispered softly before letting out a sigh and resting her free hand onto of her baby bump. Not saying anything, I parked the car in a free spot before instantly getting out while Lani took her time.

“You sure you want to find out? I know Ive been a pain in the ass, but I don’t want you to feel pressured into saying yes just because I want to know. I can wait, I swear”, She started rambling as soon as she got out and stood in front of me, “First off Imma need you to stop stressing, it ain’t good for the baby. Secondly I want to know, at least this way I can be prepared before it gets here”, I assured her although I didn’t know if the second part was entirely true as I was still unsure if I wanted to know or not.

In a way yes, it would be good to know now so I could prepare myself but then again my mind was telling me at least I would have these few months not to stress over it if it is a girl. I knew Lani knew I wasn’t telling the truth but instead of calling me out on it she, let out a sigh and nodded her head. Taking her hand, we silently made our way into the building and headed up to the fourth floor where our appointment would be taking place. The second the lift doors opened, we were greeted with other pregnant women with their partners. Being that I made sure Lani’s entire pregnancy would be handle through private doctors and hospitals, I wasn’t surprised when I saw that all these couples looked like they were dripping in wealth.

Taking a seat in the waiting chair, I lifted my head and ignored the gasps of the other patients that had noticed who I was. Lani on the other hand, went up to the receptionist and checked us in, “Im so sorry if this is inappropriate but you are our favourite player and it would mean so much to get a picture with you”, A white lady in her mid twenties gushed as her older looking husband awkwardly stood behind her, “Yea no worries”, I muttered as I stood up just as Lani was coming back with a knowing smirk on her face, “Here I can take it for you guys”, She beamed before looking over and winking at me, knowing I was getting more irritated by the second.

Snapping the picture for them, I clenched my jaw as I went through the process with the three other couples in the waiting room and even the receptionist who was too scared to ask last time. Thankfully the doctor came out and called us in before anyone else could ask and really piss me off. Noticing my irritation, Dr Chambers gave me an apologetic smile before opening up the door and letting us in, “I’m so sorry about all that”, She apologised once the door was closed behind us and we were safely inside the room.

“Its okay, he is use to it”, Lani quickly said once she noticed I wasn’t going to speak up. Patting on the bed, Lani instantly placed her bag on the chair beside me before hopping up on the bed that had a monitor hanging in front of it, “So tell me, how are you feeling? Any pains, throwing up? You know the drill”, The doctor smiled as Lani chuckled and began telling her everything since the last time she was here. I, however zoned out and sat back trying to remember how my life had played out. In all honesty, I never, ever thought this is how I would end up. A multi million dollar career, a fiancée that I could barely breathe without, a son who I considered Gods gift and now another child who I was months away from meeting. 

How I went from literally being the devil himself, to a fucking family man was beyond me and although back then I had all the freedom in the world, I wouldn’t trade what I have now, for the world. “So you’re ready to find out what the little baby is?”, I heard the doctor beam causing me to shake my head to clear my thoughts and turn my attention to Lani who now had her shirt lifted up. Her smooth skin was in full view and her perfectly round baby bump was sitting pretty. Looking over, she flashed me a smile before holding her hand out so I could hold it.

I watched as the doctor, smoothed the clear gel over Lani’s stomach causing her to break out in goosebumps. Next she pulled up the long tube that held the camera and my eyes instantly found its way to the monitor in front of the bed. The image was disfigured at first but after a few seconds the description of a child in a fetal position could noticeably been seen. Soon after the steady sound of a heartbeat filled the room and I subconsciously squeezed Lanis hand. It wasn’t the first ultrasound I had been too, as I had been beside Lani for every single one for this pregnancy. Though still after being to so many, the sight and sound of our newborn always left me with a fast heartbeat.

“Okay, lets have a look here”, The Dr mumbled as she placed her reading glasses over her eyes and looked closer at the screen. Knowing we were seconds away from knowing the sex, I held my breathe as my hands became sweaty.

“Well congratulations. You’re have a baby girl.”

Nalani

Once I finished seasoning the chicken, lamb chops and steak, I wrapped some cling wrap around them before setting them neatly in the fridge. Since the moment we got home, I had been preparing for the barbeque later tonight and after two hours, I was finally finished. I was beyond tired, exhausted even but I needed to get this done before I could even think about having a nap. It was only 1:00pm and already so much has happened today, I guess thats what happens when you start it off in the early AM. 

Though it was eventful, my mind was only on one thing. We were having a girl. I should be ecstatic right? Overjoyed and happy as hell, unfortunately I couldn’t feel those emotions solely because I was nervous and unsure. Why was I feeling that way? I guess it had everything to do with the fact that Tyson hadn’t peeped a word since the doctor told us. He was blank, like he switched off all his emotions because he didn’t know how to handle it. Something I was so use to but wish at this moment didn’t happen. I was lowkey hurt and shamefully a little jealous of Jasmine. Jeremiah practically sung at the top of his lungs, that he had found out he was having girls, every chance he got. I however, got a nothing but head nods and a few mumbles.

I tried not to be mad at Tyson though. Ive said it before and Id say it again, I knew he was acting like this because he was terrified. He was scared and nervous and he had no idea how to handle the situation. It may not seem like a big deal to others and I knew people wouldn’t understand, but that was the thing about Ty. YOU couldnt understand, not if you didn’t know him well, that is. Everything dealt to him in life, he took it as a sign or meaning and to him, having a girl was karma for what he did to me and many other other girls during his life. Now he was fearful that his own daughter who have to go through it thanks to his wrongdoings. That wasn’t the case though and trying to convince him otherwise was harder than convincing people that Egypt is in fact a part of Africa and not the middle east.

Though even as the thoughts went over in my mind I still couldn’t help but feel angry towards him. Yes, I understood his fears but this was suppose to be a happy moment for the both of us and instead Im down here sulking trying to remain sensitive towards his situation. But I was constantly putting his feelings before my own and this time I didnt think I could do it. I wanted him to realise how this was making me feel, I wanted him to come to me for once and I wanted him to not put his fears in front of our happiness. Instead he got high, locked himself away in our room and has been napping ever since we got home.

Knowing I should probably go up there and talk to him, maybe even comfort him, I decided to be selfish for once. Grabbing my handbag, I stopped in my tracks when my eyes landed on his car keys for the Bugatti, I contemplated my next move. Shrugging my shoulders, I grabbed them fast before locking up downstairs, grabbed Zay’s car booster seat and headed outside to the driveway where Ty had parked his prized possession. Realising he might wake up from the roar of the engine, I quickly unlocked the gate and got in the car, making sure to close the door softly before placing the booster seat in the passenger side. Smirking as I looked at the slick black steering wheel and gear stick, I peeked out the rearview mirror to make sure the gates were fully opened before starting the car.

Feeling like a total badass, I strapped myself in and within seconds I had the car coming to life before backing out as carefully as I could. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I knew it was hella childish but I just wanted a reaction out of him. Lenny’s barber shop wasn’t too far away and I arrived there after 20 minutes, during which I received 50 missed calls, 44 voice mails and 78 messages. All from Tyson. Parking just outside Lenny’s store, I turned the car off and rested back in my seat before picking up my phone that was going off every few seconds. Silencing the rambling, I ignored every message he sent before opening up a new message and started to type my every emotion.

 To: BABY <3

I know you’re really angry I took the car but you know whats sad, Tyson? Is that you can speak to me over a damn car but when its about our child you shut down and block me out. Did you ever stop to think how I might be feeling? DO YOU EVEN CARE? One moment in our life, that should be filled with joy and happiness and your selfish ass had to strip me of that. I couldn’t even beam with happiness over our child because you acted as if it having a girl was a tragedy. I couldn’t jump around, scream with excitement or even smile because as always Nalani puts TYSON’S feelings FIRST. If you dont want this child thats fine, Ill do this by my damn self. I dont need you.

Pressing send, I could hear myself breathing so loud due to how worked up and angry I was. I knew I didnt mean the last sentence but right now any sense of useing my head was out the window and now I was speaking out of pure emotions. The sound of my phone vibrating had me clenching the steering wheel tight. Thankful the Bugatti was heavily tinted and no one could look in, I typed in my passcode before opening it up.

From: BABY <3

THE FUCK YOU TALKING RECKLESS FOR NALA? YOU TRYNA HAVE YO ASS BEAT? YOU WANNA LEAVE ME AND RAISE OUR KID, HUH? YOU DONT NEED ME ? BRING YO ASS HOME, OR I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING IMMA CAUSE HAVOC UNTIL I FIND YOU.

Ready to lose my shit at him, I stopped my fingers from typing as a new message instantly came through.

From: BABY <3

I ain’t mean all that baby, you talking bout doing this yo self and you know that type of talk fires me up. Just come home so we can talk this out. 

From: BABY <3

Lani stop fucking with me forreal. Just come home ight, or at least lemme hear yo voice. Please. 

From: BABY <3

You keep ignoring me and you gonna come home to a nigga whose manic. I apoligised for talking shit, just anwser the fucken phone or bring yo ass home.

From: BABY <3

You really tryna have a nigga catch a case huh? You being PETTY AS FUCK. 

From: BABY <3

Little ass girl, yo.

From: BABY <3

NALANI!

From: BABY <3

You really like making a nigga mad huh? WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT FROM ME YO? I GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU FUCKIN WISH FOR AND ALL I ASK IN RETURN IS NOT TO LEAVE ME.

From: BABY <3

Nalani?

From: BABY <3

Why you parked out the front of Lennys like a creep? I told you no matter where you go I will always find you.

From: BABY <3

 I got eyes everywhere babygirl. and I really wanna fuck you up just for using ma car.

From: BABY <3

Keep fucking with me, Lani. 

From: BABY<3

DID YOU FUCK UP MY CAR?

From: BABY <3

Look Im sorry baby, ignore all them messages. Keep playing, just at least reply.

From: BABY <3

My bad, La. Please answer me, I’on wanna fall black. Please, dont make me fall black.

Leaning back in the leather seat, I couldn’t help but hold my phone as I let out a much needed laugh. No matter how angry or mad he made me I swear I couldn’t help but love his crazy, bipolar ass. His messages were a perfect example of how quick and rapid his mood can changes and although it was bad of me to think this, I could help but love how entertaining it was. Not being able to hold it off any longer as I knew he was most likely about to jump in one of his other cars to come get me, I tapped on his name.

Letting the ringtone fill my ear, he barely let it ring for a second before answering and I could instantly hear his heavy breathing come thru the phone, “I swear you like fucking with me”, He mumbled in a tired tone causing me to grin at the sound of his voice. “You are rude as fuck”, I said once I had composed myself and gave him my best angry voice. “You done with your little tantrum?”, I quickly added, serving him with as much attitude as possible. Instantly he was huffing as the sound of him lighting a lighter could be heard in the background, followed by him inhaling, “I could say the same shit to you”, He finally retorted back causing me to roll my eyes.

“You dont need me huh?”, He finally said in a barely audible tone causing me to sigh as I knew that would have hurt him and I honestly didnt mean it, “I was just upset Ty, you know I dont mean it…. Just like you dont mean all that reckless shit you just sent”, I said softly before quickly adding in the last bit as I knew he would know Im right. “Why you think I said that tho Lani? I wake up to ma girl gone, with ma car, she dont wanna answer no calls and texts and all of a sudden I get one text back tell me she can raise OUR kid by herself and that she dont need me? How the fuck would you feel?”, He spat out, obviously getting heated again. Realising how bad it sounded when he put it that way, I instantly started feeling bad. I knew Tysons biggest fear was be leaving and the moment he closed his eyes I dipped, regardless if it was just to get Zay, I knew what he was like and I was foul for doing it.

Letting out a sigh, I closed my eyes tight, trying to figure out how I was going to make him see it from my point of view. Though considering I fucked up and made a whole other problem out of something so small, I decided to keep it small, “Im sorry Ty, I didnt mean for you to think I left or anything. I was just feeling type of way and missed Zay, so I just came to get him”, I rambled out all in one go. He didnt say anything at first, instead I could hear his breathing slow down as he took in my words. 

“Sometimes I think you do this type of shit just to make me angry, Lani. But look, just go get ma son and come home, we’ll talk about this shit when you come home”, He mumbled before hanging up before I could even attempt to say anything else. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I unbuckled my belt and got out of the car so I could go pick up Zay. Once inside I tired to keep it quick, so after a short conversation and a rushed thank you, I strapped Isaiah  back in the car  before taking off back home.

The drive home felt like it dragged out for a millennium and when we finally got home, I pulled up the long drive way only to be greeted by Tyson who was pacing in front of the steps. Letting out a sad sigh at the sight of him, I mentally cursed myself for letting him fall into that mental state of mind, where he thinks we are going to leave him. As soon as I parked, Tysons head snapped up and he made a beeline for the car. Expecting him to come straight for me, I couldnt help but slightly frown as he went straight for Zay. Helping out of his booster seat, Ty pulled him up in his arms and hugged him tight.

“I miss you daddy”, I heard Zay mumble against Tysons shoulder, “I miss you too little man. Lets go inside, come on”, Ty mumbled as he shut the passenger door and made his way off to the house without so much breathing my way. My frown got deeper as I locked the car and hastily following behind Tyson and Zay, who were heading into the downstairs game room. Rolling my eyes at the conversation Tyson was pointlessly having with Zay, I let out a yawn as a wave of tiredness I had been feeling before I left, came hitting me all at once.

Grabbing the TV remote, Tyson sat back on the overly large couch before resting his legs up to one side while Zay laid out on top of him. Taking this as I slight invitation, I kicked off my shoes, dropped my bag and made myself comfortable as I huddled up next to Ty. Looking down for only a second, he brought his hand up before cuffing the side of my head so he could bring it closer to his face. Instantly I felt his lips on the crown of my head and I closed my eyes to the feel, “Im sorry if I made you feel like I didnt want this baby, or that Im not excited”, He mumbled quietly as he removed his hand down from my head and over my shoulder. Pulling me closer he dropped down his head against mine, “I want this baby, La. I swear to you Im excited, Im just trying to come up with a way to make sure I dont mess it up with her”, He confessed as I frowned, before pouting my lips so I could softly kiss his cheek.

“Im going to have a mini you and that scares me, cause all your life youve been hurt and I couldnt save you from getting hurt. And now its like I have a second chance to protect you and thats by protecting her, But its like Im scared, cause what if I cant? What if I cant protect her and that means once again Im hurting you”, He mumbled as I closed my eyes and took in each one of his words. It confused me how a man this young could hold so many fears and worries, like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“You need to stop letting your fears dictate your happiness baby. You miss out on so much good stuff in life because you’re always over analyzing and worrying about the what COULD go wrong. Live, Tyson. I need you to let go of your past, what happened, what you did and just move on. Live in this moment, with me, no worries and nothing but happy memories”, I practically pleaded as he stayed quiet, watching me as he took in everything I was saying.

“Take a chance at happiness, its really not as bad as it seems”, I smiled softly as his gaze locked onto mine. Without even having to look hard, I could see swirling behind his brown eyes just how much love and appreciation he had for me. That alone made me feel like the luckiest person on the world. Without another second, Tyson leaned over and kissed my lips in such a toe curling way, that I almost let out a moan. Instead I smiled against his lips, knowing fully well that this kiss was not only his apology but also a personal thank you.

The Babysitter

Okay, sooo I’m like so far into Ashton’s lane today I’m gonna write a fic about him! This should become about 6 or 7 or more parts because I’m just like FUCK MAN! with this idea! alright let me shut up and stop ranting.

All my friends knew I could never hang out Friday nights because that was when I babysat for the Irwin’s. Mrs. Irwin was a sweetheart and trusted me with her two youngest kids which made me feel very honored. She has three kids but her oldest Ashton? I think his name is? Asher maybe? I don’t know, all I know is that he’s trouble. He’s what we call a “Man Whore” his name is the only name on one lucky blondes tongue every Monday morning talking about how amazing he is in bed. Thankfully Ashton would never cross my path, he went for the blondes who’s tits were bigger than her brains. Every Friday Ashton would go partying with his bandmates so I never had to worry about him.

“CHANDLER!” my mothers voiced echoed up the stairs into the hallway

“What mom?” 

“Mrs. Irwin phoned and said she needs you to come over around 8:00 tonight”

Once 8 rolled around I found myself sitting in my car outside the Irwin residence. The house was nice and quaint. Once I shut off my car I was met with the sound of two children shouting my name. I look up to be greeted by Lauren and Harry. 

“Hey dudes! How are ya?”

“We’re doing swell, aren’t we Harry?” Lauren spoke up nudging Harry in the process

“Dang kid what’s with the grown up talk? I’m older than you and I don’t even speak that way!”

“She’s been acting all prim and proper today….” the slight annoyance in Harry’s voice showed you that he was growing quite sick of his sister.

“Well don’t worry kid,” I said patting Lauren’s back and messing up Harry’s hair “There is no need to be proper with me…I am the babysitter that sits on your couch and eats pizza while crying over old movies remember?”

“How couldn’t we?! Lauren didn’t know how to make you stop crying!” Harry laughed recalling the day me ex broke up with me leaving me heartbroken in front of two kids.

As the night went on the kids got tired. Who knew eating bowls of mac and cheese (my specialty because I am a shitty cook) and watching old TV shows while discussing the power of a killer guitar solo in songs with Harry and talking about what color goes best with my skin tone with Lauren could wear someone out that fast? Within an hour of the kids going to bed I dozed off on the couch, Thankfully I received a message from Mrs. Irwin stating that she will be home tomorrow morning instead of late tonight. 

At 4 am I was awoken by the sound of a doorknob rattling and incoherent mumbles coming from the other side of the door. My defensive instincts kicked in and I rushed to the kitchen to grab the first object that I could find that would cause harm to anyone trying to harm me. The noise got louder as the unnamed person got closer, the voice sounded like a mans voice…which made me even more scared shitless. As soon as the lights in the kitchen went on I lunged towards the figure, throwing us both back. Once I regained balance I grabbed the object (a meat tenderizer…nice choice Chandler) hovering above the figure I finally figured out who I had pinned under neath me….it was non other than the infamous “Man Whore” himself Ashton Irwin.

“Who the fuck are you?” the stench of alcohol radiated off of him, “I don’t remember bringing home a girl?”

“I’m not one of your girls Ashton, I’m Chandler Matthews from your Physics class you know, the girl in the front of the room you throw shit at?”

“Oh. Chandler, why are you in my house? the only person who should be in my house is Lauren and Harry’s babysitter and Harry said she was pretty…so I don’t get how you got here?” Ashton’s words hurt more than I would’ve thought…why do I care what he thinks of me?

“For your information Ashton, I AM your little siblings babysitter, and seeing the state you’re in right now I can tell why your mom doesn’t let you watch them!” Oh no, word vomit…I always do this in bad situations

“Excuse me bitch! I am perfectly capable of babysitting my siblings” Ashton then proceeded to stand up you could see the wave of nausea flow over him by the change in facial expressions. “Shit….”

“Ash, just vomit then I’ll bring you upstairs so you can sleep…” Sick people make me nervous, but add on the sick person being the hottest guy at school and I’m a ball of nerves…

“You’re so sweet to me Chandler” Ashton said stroking my cheek..I hate drunk people…

“Ash you’re drunk come on” I dragged him upstairs to his room tossing a pair of shorts and a t shirt in his direction. “Are you okay now? do you need anything else?”

“Come tuck me in.” Now I was laughing. This kid is the funniest drunk ever. “Why the fuck are you giggling! I asked of you one god damn thing!”

and he’s back to his normal self….an egotistical asshole.

Practically dragging myself across the room I tucked him into bed like a 6 year old, “Now do you want me to read you a bedtime story or rub your tummy?” I asked in a sarcastic tone.

“I need you to get the fuck out.” His angry tone shocked me a bit. I turned on the balls of my feet and headed towards his door before hearing him mutter a quiet “thank you”

I strolled down the stairs back to my bed I made on the couch, tonight was a long night…but nothing prepared me for what I woke up to the next day…..

HOLLA AT YO HOME GIRL! I’m back babes! Danynn wrote another shitty ass fan fic for you to indulge yourself into! Hopefully you like it and want more. You know the drill, send me a lil message or ask telling me if ya want it…..I know you do;)

//Danynn//