I have gone through your entire blog and seen every single post you have made here. All 280 pages. I can't tell what's real anymore. I'm the anon that mentioned the post about cicadas that happened a year ago. This blog has sucked my soul out of my body and into the abyss, there is nothing left for me in this material world. Goodbye.
i’m so sorry you had to see all that can i get u a glass of water
So where do you all stand on multi-vitamins versus individual supplements?
I take a multi and extra C, plus Co-Q10. But I was thinking about adding B-Complex. I tried going to a Vitamin Source store to ask questions, but clearly they’re on commission because this chick tried to sell me everything in the store and didn’t really concisely answer one of my questions.
I think you have to be careful with supplements, fat-soluble vitamins versus water-soluble and such, but I’m not certain which are beneficial in high doses and which are dangerous.
Do you have like a checklist or something of things that need to be done before you can move out? I have over a year to get ready, but I'm not certain what "ready" means exactly. What needs to happen before a person can live on their own (in the USA)? Thanks for answering, love your blog!
Overview: There’s no getting around it, apartment hunting is a stressful process. The waiting and wondering gets the best of everyone, so give yourself a break and remember not to be too hard on yourself. The more prepared and decisive you are, the better off you’ll be!
1. Step One: The most important step in this entire process is coming up with your list of “Need and Won’t”. This list can always be adjusted in the spur of the moment, but will act as a baseline to help you easily disregard impractical apartments. Before you even start your search, sit down with any roommates (SO or otherwise) and come up with a list. Here is my list:
Need: Dishwasher, pet friendly, heat included.
Won’t: First floor apartment, all or mostly carpeted apartment, no closet space.
2. Step Two: Decide your price range. The paycheck to paycheck life is not a great one to live, so try to find an apartment that still allows you to put anywhere from $100-$500 into savings every month. Figure out how much you make monthly, with taxes taken out. If you’re paid every other week, this is two paychecks. If you’re paid every week, this is four paychecks. Start with your total monthly income, and subtract the following expenses. Let’s say you make $1,000 with taxes taken out:
Rent - Let’s say you’re living with a roommate, and your rent is only $500 per month.
Electric - My electric expense is $60 a month for a one bedroom. Once again, you’re living with a roommate so let’s say that you pay half of that. $30.
Internet - $30 a month internet only. Please don’t waste your money on cable. Just use your mom’s Netflix account.
Travel expenses - I spend about $85 a month on gas. Let’s say you use public transportation and spend around $100.
Food - Figure you’ll be spending $100 per person each month. So that’s another $100.
Misc expense: Let’s just add an additional $50 worth of expenses on. Because you never know what’ll happen.
That leaves you $130 a month extra to put in savings or to use in the event of an emergency! That’s awesome. Substitute your own numbers in, and figure out how much you can afford for rent. Immediately disregard any apartments that do not fit in this budget.
3. Step Three: The best way to find dependable apartments is to consult with your fellow apartment renters. Consult with coworkers, friends, family- anyone who is currently renting in the area that you would like to rent in. Get the inside scoop on potential apartments, both their advantages and their pitfalls. If you don’t know anyone who is renting where you’d like to rent, here are some other apartment hunting options:
Drive-bys: Literally drive around until you find a cool looking apartment complex. Find their rental office and go right in, this is how I found my first apartment.
Your college: The Dean’s Office will have a list of apartment offerings to give kids who don’t qualify for on-campus housing.
This Site: A list of the top ranked apartment hunting sites.
4. Set up an appointment: After finding a potential apartment, consult with the landlord or apartment representative to set up a date and time to see the apartment. Respond promptly to any email or phone call they leave for you. On the flip side, if they aren’t prompt in their response to you RUN.
The first apartment I ever looked at, my boyfriend and I showed up on time and the landlord wasn’t there. We called her and she said that she was running late, and told us that the apartment was open and we could show ourselves inside. Serious red flag, but we gave it the benefit of the doubt and went in. Long story short, she never showed up. She gave us a tour of the apartment over the phone and kept saying that she was five minutes away, but never came. We later found out that her rental office was two minutes from the apartment we looked at. Talk about flakey! We told her we weren’t interested, if she can’t even show up to show us the apartment, how the hell can we depend on her to fix any problems we might have? Because you’re young and inexperienced, some landlords will try to give you the run around. Your age is no concern of their’s, and has no bearing on how you will act as a tenant. Here are some red flags for flaky landlords:
Not contacting you within one day of leaving them a message. Disregarding the weekends.
Not showing up when they say they will.
Repeatedly telling you that you’re “young” or “inexperienced”.
Telling you that the apartment “is good for college kids” or “a good first apartment” (that just means it’s a shit hole).
If they tell you that the apartment has a large turnover (people are leaving for a reason).
If you speak with one person on the phone, and meet a different person who shows you the apartment.
If they can’t or refuse to give you the exact rent amount.
If they tell you that have to “run some numbers” based on your history. An apartment’s rent should be the same for everybody.
If they can’t answer basic questions about service providers for the apartment.
If you get a weird vibe from them. Listen to your intuition! This is the person who is going to be responsible for fixing all your apartment related problems, you will be dealing with them every month at least. If they seem unreliable, don’t sign the lease!
5. Step Five: Find your appointment buddy! Never, ever, EVER go to look at a potential apartment by yourself. I don’t care how friendly Wendy seems online, she may be a serial killer. There’s no way to tell. Here’s a list of people who can accompany you:
Your older brother
Your Aunt Meredith
Your second cousin
Your friend who can scream really loudly
Your Step Mother
Your old nosey neighbor who smells like cats
Literally anyone you can trust
Bribe them with chocolate, I don’t care. Take someone with you! If you absolutely cannot find anyone to go with you, then you need to take additional precautions. Here are some options:
Posting to Facebook the address you are going to and when you are expected to arrive and leave.
Rescheduling your appointment to a date and time when you can be accompanied
A mental checklist is good in theory, but will you remember it when you’re actually at the prospective apartment with your Aunt Meredith? I think not! Make a physical list of some of the following points, and feel free to add your own. my list is super extensive, but that’s just who I am. I am detail oriented.
Tuck this list in your back pocket and consult it when the person showing you the apartment is not looking.
How much is the rent?
Is the rent just the rent, or are there any amenities included? Some apartments include heat, hot water, or electric expenses.
Is hot water included (if the apartment has a washer/dryer in it, then the water is probably a separate expense)?
What Internet service providers are available?
What electric service providers are available?
Do I have to pay for garbage removal?
What is the average electric expense that other renters deal with?
Ask when rent is due. Find out what the rent check procedure is.
What type of heating/cooling is provided?
What appliances are in the kitchen? *If there is no oven or fridge and you are required to buy your own then run*
What is the apartment complex turnover rate?
Do you have a choice of carpet vs. hard wood floors?
Will window blinds be provided? *If the apartment complex won’t pay for something as simple as window blinds then the landlord is a cheapskate and can’t be trusted*
Is there a “curfew”? Most apartments have a time of night when all the tenants are supposed to be quiet. This is generally not enforced.
What will your address be?
Is any furniture included?
Is there a Laundromat in the complex? If not where is the closest one?
Similarly, is the Laundromat in the complex card operated or quarter operated? Do you have to pay a fee for the card? Is there a quarter dispensing machine?
Will you be given a free parking permit? *If parking is not free then run*
Ask about local shopping and gas stations.
Ask where your mailbox will be.
Ask what their pet policy is. (some apartment complexes charge an fee)
Ask what their policy on repainting/decorating is.
Ask what their maintenance request policy is.
Ask where the nearest dumpster is.
How often does the complex loose power?
Is there a nearby police station or fire department?
Check all cabinets (for bug infestations or mouse droppings or that they open properly).
Open all the windows and check to see that there are screens installed. Especially important for us cat owners! If there are no screens- are they going to install screens before you move in?
Check that all the light switches work.
Check that the water turns on.
Flush the toilet.
Check all the closet space (for size, mold, and water damage).
Check how all the doors are set (some apartments will put doors in incorrectly and they’ll never close properly).
Check the outlets (bring a phone chord and plug it in).
Check any balcony access.
Take a look at the paint- is it chipped? Is it stained? Will they be repainting?
Knock on the walls to see how hollow they are (hollow walls require studs if you want to hang anything up).
Open up the oven and make sure it’s clean. If it’s not clean make it clear that it should be cleaned if you want to move into the apartment. It’s not your job to clean up after the previous tenant.
Check that none of the floorboards are sticking up/creaking.
Check for nails and screws in between hardwood floor, tile and carpet (I’m not even kidding).
Check your phone to see how much cell service you have.
Can you hear any neighbors? Could you hear them in the hallway?
If the apartment you visited fits all your criteria, feel free to tell the landlord that you’re interested in pursuing this apartment. This way they can advise you of the next steps. Before you sign ANYTHING, visit the apartment complex twice more to make sure that everything is kosher. Do NOT tell the landlord that you will be coming by.
During the day: Do a drive-by of your prospective apartment to see what it looks like during the day. Is it safe? Are there lots of people standing around outside? Is it loud?
During the night: Come back another night to check the safety of your apartment. Ask yourself- would I feel comfortable taking the trash out late at night? Having friends over? If the answer is “no” then run…
Applying to Rent the Apartment
Overview: After choosing an apartment that you like, there are lots of steps that need to be taken before you can actually move in.
1. Rental application. You will need to fill out some sort of rental application when applying for an apartment. You’ll be asked for previous addresses (if you’ve lived in previous apartment complexes landlords will actually call and ask about how good of a tenant you were), if you’ve been convicted of a crime, pay stubs, references and/or credit information. If you don’t have a credit score, some complexes will require you to co-sign the lease with someone who does, like a parent. If a landlord does NOT ask you to fill out any kind of application, I’d advise you to run for the hills and not rent from them.
2. Approval. Apartment complexes will mail you a packet of information after you’ve been approved. This will list your new address, what power company services are available, apartment amenities, school districts, local attractions, as well as your next steps. My current apartment complex also mailed me what Internet providers are available, which was a nice extra bonus.
3. Initial expenses. Your next step will be to put down a “security deposit”. This will either be exactly the same or very close to the amount you pay for rent monthly. This deposit ensures that you don’t destroy the apartment, if you do they won’t refund you. You will also be asked to pay your first month’s rent in advance. Most rental companies will only accept money orders for these initial expenses, you have to go to your bank to get these. They’re essentially checks that take the money out of your account right away.
4. Apartment check. After you’re approved for an apartment, ask to see the actual unit that you’ll be moving into. Make sure that you see said apartment before signing any lease. Notice how loud your neighbors are, how good of a cell signal you have, the condition of the apartment, etc. This is a pretty extensive list.
Before You Move
1. List it up. Make a list of everything that you will need to accomplish before you are ready to move. This includes items that need to be packed, people that need to be contacted, pet accommodations, etc. I love lists, but you may not, so use any organizational technique that works for you.
2. Divide and conquer. After you’ve made your list, organize items based off of how much time they’ll take you. Packing will be fairly time-consuming, so this is something you’ll want to invite friends over for and break up over several days. I like to have “moving” parties whenever I’m getting ready to move, essentially I buy some chips and dip, play some Trap, and invite my friends over to act as my minions. Something like canceling your subscription to Cosmo will take you very little time and energy to do, so it’s something you can do when you’re ready for a stress-free activity.
3. Contact companies. Speaking of canceling your Cosmo subscription, you will need to update your address with all of the companies you use. If you’re no longer going to be using that company, you’ll need to call them and tell them when to end your service. If you’re going to continue to using that company, you’ll have to call them and tell that you’ll need an address change. Give them the exact date you’ll be moving so that they can backdate your information. Some examples of companies:
DMV in the county you’re moving to (if you’re going to drive)
Your doctor’s office
Your college (even if you graduated, they send out alumni letters all the time)
Your credit/debit card company
Your phone company
Any government programs you’re a part of
Any companies that you have loans with
Your health insurance company
Your auto insurance company
4. Pre-move in List. Make a shopping list of all the non-perishable items you will need before moving in. I’m talking trash cans, first aid kits, toilet paper, laundry detergent, etc. I like to work on this list over the span of several days, and do a large shop before moving in. Your moving day will be stressful enough as it is, don’t add the stress of missing something you need. Here’s a pretty good list.
5. Electric set-up. Use the information packed your landlord sent you to find out who your electricity provider is. Call them, you’ll probably get a pre-recorded message. Choose the option that says something along the lines of “set up electricity”. You will be connected to an actual human being, who will ask you to read your new address. Tell them to turn on power to your apartment a couple days before you move in. They will set up a billing plan with you (ask to be put on a budget, it’ll save you lots of money) and give you your account information.
6. Internet set-up. Setting up your internet is similar to setting up your electric, but a bit more hand’s on. Most cable/internet companies always have some sort of deal going on, a year or two years of discounted service. Be aware of when this discount will end, and contact the company to see if they can offer you a new deal. If Verizon is offered in your area, I strongly advise you to use them for Internet service. i was on a two year plan with them that saved us $40 a month on internet service, and after it ended they put us on a new plan that is now saving us $42 a month. Fuck yeah! Also make sure to set your internet installation date for the day after you move in, so that you’re not stuck sitting in your internet-less apartment, unable to read my blog. Know that most internet companies charge installation and routers fees, and if you complain enough they’ll drop one or both of these. Just be like “I’m a poor college student” or threaten to go to another internet company.
7. Send ahead. If possible, send/drop off some of your items ahead of time. If you have a family member or a friend that lives nearby where you’ll be staying, ask if they can hold a few boxes for you. You can also mail yourself packages and ask your local post office to hold them for you, but you’ll need to arrange that ahead of time.
8. Forwarding address. You will inevitably forget something, so make sure to leave your forwarding address and contact information with your ex-landlord, college, ex-roommate, etc.
9. Signing the Lease. The last thing you will do before moving into your new apartment is signing a lease. You will be given a copy of the lease to keep, as well as the key to your apartment and/or laundry key. Keep your copy of the lease in a safe place, and make sure to get duplicates of your apartment keys.
1. Take your time. Don’t try to unpack everything in one day! Take some time to explore your new space, and decide where to put everything in a leisurely way. There is no set schedule for moving.
2. Assistance. If you have friends/family helping you make the move, assign them specific tasks so that nobody spends their time pestering you and asking “what do you need help with?”. You can even decide these tasks ahead of time, during your plane or car ride over.
3. Be neighborly. You’ll likely meet some neighbors during this process, and make sure to stop and greet them, even if you’re in the middle of something. First impressions do matter, even when they shouldn’t, and spending thirty seconds to greet someone in a parking lot may save you a lot of hardship in the long run. Ask your neighbors to recommend local attractions, places to eat, what laundromats to use, etc.
4. Check everything. During your first few days moved into you new apartment, look around and make note of anything wrong. Outlets that don’t work, scratches on the wall, peeling paint, etc. Report these ASAP to your landlord to be fixed. This will give you a good idea of how put together their maintenance unit is. Make sure to offer maintenance workers water and be polite to them when they’re fixing anything in your apartment.
After You’re Settled (Specifically for Living Alone)
1. PKW. Phone, keys, wallet. Every time you go anywhere. Check twice. The worst part of living on your own is having to rely on yourself to never forget to lock yourself out or leave your wallet at a sandwich shop in a mall. Make absolutely sure you have duplicates of your keys (I would get a couple made) and give one to a friend who lives nearby who you can count on. I also like to keep an extra set inside the apartment itself in a secure place, just in case. Your landlord can let you in during office hours, but giving a key to a trustworthy friend helps you 24/7.
2. Cleaning routine. You don’t have to sit down at a writing desk and draft this out, but spend a few minutes coming up with a basic cleaning regime for you to follow. It’s definitely easier to do a little each day, but if that doesn’t work for your schedule set aside at least an hour and a half during your time off to get your apartment spotless. I don’t know about you, but whenever I deep clean my apartment I feel like I’m living in a hotel for a day, and I absolutely love it.
3. Make a “moving” shopping list. This is everything you will need (minus food) for your first week at your new place. Do a big shop, and get all the essentials out of the way: first aid kit, cleaning supplies, tape, cat food, etc. Your first week moving into your new place will be stressful enough, you don’t want to be halfway through setting up your living room and realize that you forgot to buy trash bags.
4. Secure yourself. I’m not the most agile or fast person in the world, and I do live in a mid-sized city that has a good deal of crime. The apartment complex I live in is very safe, but I still like to double lock my front door at night. It might be smart to keep some pepper spray or a baseball bat somewhere in your apartment, just in case.
5. Stay social. Even the most anti-social person gets lonely. Make sure to hang out with your friends, not just your co-workers, your actual friends. Get out off your apartment every few days and go see a movie, get a cup of coffee, go people watching at the park, etc. It’s easy to get depressed if you’re living alone and doing the same things the same way every day- allow yourself to mix it up.
6. Meal prep. It can be stressful and seem useless to cook complicated or “fancy” meals when you’re living on your own. Plan your meals for the week and make a list before going shopping. Get yourself enough food to make a variety of dinners that will only take you fifteen minutes. If you do want to go crazy and make steak and mashed potatoes for yourself, make enough for two meals. Also, nobody is going to think poorly of you for stocking your fridge with a couple frozen dinners.
7. Customer service. Living alone means that you are going to be doing a lot of talking to customer service representatives. Get comfortable talking to people over the phone. Tell the rep what you need as quickly as you can, and try to be polite because customer service at a phone center is a garbage job that doesn’t pay well. On the flip side, don’t be afraid to ask for a manager if you’re upset or unhappy with your service. Take their survey at the end of your phone call, tell them how unhappy you are. It’s someone’s shitty job to look at all those surveys, no complaint goes unheard. Companies with great phone service: Verizon, Apple, Amazon. Companies with awful phone service: USPS (literally the worst), electric companies, health insurance companies.
8. Guest space. This is not required, but it’s a good idea to have some sort of space for a friend to stay the night. A friend of mine had a bad breakup, showed up at my apartment with ten minute’s notice, and then fell asleep on my couch after an hour of crying. It as 7:30! Whatever, she needed it. Keep an extra blanket and pillow in your closet, I like to keep travel sized shampoos and conditioners in my bathroom cabinet on the off chance a guest wants to use my shower. I got these at a hotel for free, but they’re available at CVS and other pharmacies.
9. Toilet paper. Don’t let yourself run out of toilet paper! I like to buy more when I notice I only have one roll left. The same deal goes for paper towels.
10. Enjoy. Living on your own is simoltaneously exciting and exhausting, but an all around must-have experience. Enjoy the freedom to forget to make the bed, to decorate your bathroom however you want, to have ice cream for dinner, to watch reruns of Friends and cry when Rachel decides to move to France. Make sure to give yourself lots of space to move at your own pace, but please remember to eat three meals a day and to go to the doctor’s for a checkup at least once a year!
“You’re sticking me with a newbie!?” Lance squawks. “Shiro, my guy, you must be joking. A newbie is going to triple my work tonight. I’ll be running around like crazy while trying to teach some slack-jaw to count by fives. I swear, if you…”
“I’ll try not to slow you down too much.”
Keith is a loner who’s had trouble keeping a job for longer than a couple of months. Lance is an exuberant flirt who gets on his last nerve in his latest workplace….and then, not so much. Just your typical slow build, getting together fic.
“I used to do my niece’s hair before dance since her sister was always too busy to help out. I’m a natural hair stylist although I’m better at buns than braids. One time, she had to…” Lance babbled on about his niece while Keith was lost in thought. What had originally felt like tugging on his scalp, had settled into soft movements that were relaxing to Keith. He closed his eyes for a moment and let the timbre of Lance’s voice wash over him. I could listen to him talk for hours.
It started like this. One second, he was shooting at sentries, and the next second he was on his ass on the cold metal floor of the Galra base due to an extremely rude shove from Keith.
And then Keith disappeared.
I mean, he’s not the science guy, so disappeared is probably the wrong word. Regular-sized Keith disappeared anyway. And Lance was left staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at a tiny, oh so very smol Keith unconscious on the ground beside him.
Talking to the Moon: How to Get Somebody to Change Their Mind
We’ve all got one in our lives: that person we love dearly
but for some reason, they just don’t seem to hear us when we talk. If you
follow astrology, you probably know that Mercury is the planet of
communication, but even more so than that it shows how we process information
and how our thought process works. Now, perhaps you and the person that comes
to mind have compatible Mercury signs, perhaps you do not, or maybe you don’t
even know what the person’s Mercury sign is. The point is that when you want to
get a message across to somebody, particularly one of an emotional nature i.e. “this
really hurts me when you do that”, “I need this to feel happy”, “you’re not
hearing my perspective”, or anything similar to those statements you don’t want
to talk to the person’s Mercury.
Mercury is our analytical brain and even when it is in a
water sign where it tends to be more emotional, it still is an objective,
logical process. If you REALLY want to get a message across to somebody when
they just don’t seem to “get it”, you talk to their MOON. Now, I typically don’t
advise using astrology (or any other metaphysical practice, for that matter) to
pretend to be something we’re not, but in cases of communication, sometimes we
absolutely MUST get a message across to somebody and the ONLY way to do that is
to phrase it in a way that they can understand. Here is a guide on
communication styles that are compatible with each Moon sign. I recommend
trying more than one, as other factors in the chart, such as aspects to the
Moon, can change the results of using each style.
Fire Moons: Aries, Leo, Sagittarius
Now, I don’t want the fire Moon people out there feeling
like I’m bashing them, because we need fire Moons to inspire us and provide us
with a sense of directions. It is imperative, however, that when you want a
fire Moon to understand something, you have to make it about them. The fire element responds really well to arguments and
ideas formatted in a way that it reminds them of how they do something, how they
feel, or how they are affected. They
tend to be able to empathize best if you can give them a scenario in which they would feel the same way. Using a
fire-based way of talking generally requires a bit of rallying where you
present your argument in a way that gives them something to do.
Aries: Give them an action correlated with your argument. If
you want them to do something, tell them EXACTLY what it is you want them to do
and why they should do it. Don’t expect them to know any of it, lay it out for
them. They instinctively crave direction and do well with open doors. Aries
Moons are notoriously hard to get to change directions once they’ve picked
something and patience can go a long way since they tend to change paths from
time to time. Often times, they’ll spontaneously start following your idea as
if was theirs if you give them enough time.
Leo: Appeal to their sense of dignity. Leo wants to feel
special, and if you explain how seeing the way you do or acting the way you
want them to makes them more magnanimous, they will likely oblige you. They
instinctively do not want to be like everyone else or average. Challenging a
Leo Moon by saying you know better is the biggest mistake you can make, so if
you can lead them to making the decision themselves you’ll save yourself a lot
Sagittarius: Ask them why they think things should be done a
certain way and challenge them to expand their horizons. Sagittarius moons are
likely to feel like they’ve figured life out, but they’re always intrigued by
the possibility that they haven’t and if you offer them an expanded view they
will likely hear you out. You cannot, however, treat this expansion like it
your doing. Sagittarius Moon must connect the dots for itself to feel like it
can truly follow the path you’ve presented. Using an analogy so they can make the jump themselves is
often very helpful.
Earth Moons: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn
Now, I don’t want the earth Moon people out there feeling
like I’m bashing them, because we need earth Moons to ground us and keep the
world running. It is imperative, however, that when you want an earth Moon to
understand something, you have to make it about
what’s best. The earth element responds really well to arguments and ideas
formatted in a way shows them, in practical terms, how something is more
reasonable or realistic. They tend to be able to empathize best if you can tell
them why, with real-world examples and a plan, why your idea is worth hearing.
Using an earth-based way of talking generally requires a bit planning and
thinking through the steps of what you’re suggesting so that the earth Moon can
take you seriously.
Taurus: appeal to their sense of materialism and be
consistently patient. Taurus Moons are notoriously stubborn when they find something
that works for them, and getting them to change their mind is not an easy task.
Taurus moons, when they care about you or anything else, want you or it to feel
valued and if you explain to them that doing what they’re doing will yield no
harvest, they will slowly but surely change. The harvest does not have to be
literal food, but if you explain to them that they won’t fill up your “love
tank” or get what it is they want by staying stubborn they are capable of
Virgo: appeal to their sense of order. Virgo Moons like
things to be neat and tidy so they may instinctively reject information that
has to do with anything other than worldly affairs. If you want a Virgo moon to
change its mind, be prepared to give them a list, in order, of your arguments.
They respond well to formatted, organized arguments (even about things like
emotions and zest for life) so providing them with cause and effect arguments
Capricorn: appeal to their sense of discipline. Capricorn
moons are often the tough-love type and are naturally ambitious. Getting these
ambition-focused people to hear your point often requires that you explain the
benefit of what you’re proposing to the overall bottom line. While not all
Capricorn Moons go into business, they often act as if they had, so if you
haven’t thought ahead about the consequences of what you’re proposing they don’t
want to hear it.
Air Moons: Gemini, Libra, Aquarius
Now, I don’t want the earth Moon people out there feeling
like I’m bashing them, because we need air Moons to keep ideas in circulation.
It is imperative, however, that when you want an air Moon to understand
something, you have to be very careful how
you phrase it. The air element, since it tends to understand emotions by
observing them rather than feeling them, responds really well to arguments and
ideas formatted in a way shows them what something looks like and why it looks
that way. They tend to be able to empathize best if you can tell very concisely
and using step-by-step logical descriptions of how an idea takes place. Using
an air-based way of talking generally requires a lot of clarifying, so if you
want to get your point across to an air Moon, be prepared to make your point
multiple times in multiple ways until they can understand it on an intellectual
Gemini: appeal to their sense of curiosity. Gemini Moons are
constantly updating their vocabulary, so don’t assume that just because you know what you meant that they do.
They need you do not only tell them, using words, how you feel but they also
require that you use comparisons. Gemini thrives on information, and while they’re
likely to point out differences in any analogy that you use, with enough of
them they will likely isolate what it is you are trying to get across to them.
Be patient, as Gemini Moons can be infuriatingly full of questions, but it’s
just because they want to really truly hear exactly
what it is you mean.
Libra: appeal to their sense of balance. Now, of course,
many people think that Libra is an empathetic sign, and while it is incredible
at observing and figuring out how to blend in, its understanding of other
people is still air-based rather than water based. Libra is incredibly sweet
and of all the Moon placements is the most likely to want to hear you out if
you tell them that they’re not hearing what you’re saying, but they may feign
understanding to avoid conflict. To avoid this defense mechanism, ask them how
they feel about something and to explain it and they’ll return the favor by
listening to you.
Aquarius: appeal to their sense of humanity. Aquarius Moons
are objective, but they’re objective in the sense that they think everybody
should be included, so they don’t want you to feel left out. If your argument
explains what you need to feel included or that your argument has a place in
the grand scheme of things, Aquarius Moon is much more likely to hear you out. They
may not implement your idea in exactly the way you want them to because of this
placement’s natural inventiveness, so you may have to give them a few tries to
get it right through trial and error. But, make no mistake, they will continue working
until you or your idea has a place.
Water Moons: Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces
Now, I don’t want the water Moon people out there feeling
like I’m bashing them, because we need earth Moons give our lives meaning and
feeling. It is imperative, however, that when you want a water Moon to
understand something, you have to make it about how something feels. The water element responds really well to
arguments and ideas formatted in a way shows them why something affects
somebody on an emotional level. They tend to be able to empathize best if you
can tell why something means as much to you as it does. Using a water-based way
of talking generally requires a bit of acting and showing some emotion about a
topic so they know you’re serious about what you’re saying.
Cancer: appeal to their sense of nurturing. Cancer moons are
natural mommy-types and want to take care of how you feel. They’re generally
care less about what you’re saying
but more how you’re saying it.
Showing tears of frustration will almost inevitably get Cancer Moon people to
at least slow down enough to hear you out and they’ll want to do what they can
to help you feel better. They may not be able to understand super logical
arguments, but if you can express to them importance they can understand that.
Scorpio: appeal to their sense of healing. Scorpio Moons get
a reputation for breaking people down, but their intent isn’t to obliterate
somebody; it’s to give them space to rebuild. Because of this, Scorpio Moons
may test ideas that come their way in ways meant to elicit a frustrated
response from the messenger. Changing the mind of a Scorpio Moon is a long-term
goal, as if requires that you show endurance and belief in what you propose to
them. Once they see that you’re committed and there is nothing left to break
down they can change their mind.
Pisces: appeal to their sense of empathy. Pisces Moons can
be frustratingly difficult to get an opinion out of, but as a result their also
very non-combative. Pisces Moon will generally give in simply by you asking.
The trick is you have to consistently remind them because other people can
change their minds too. Pisces Moons really don’t want to upset anyone, so
showing them that them not changing their mind or behavior is upsetting to you
will almost always elicit a response.
As with anything in astrology, always remember to take the
whole chart into account, these descriptions do not account for aspects to the
moon or the house the moon is in. Be sure to subscribe to my page for more
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Everyone at Derry High School knew of the senior Richie Tozier. No matter who they were, what social group they were apart of, they all knew of the trashmouth. Every girl swooned over him and every gay (and possibly ‘not’ gay) guy would beg for his number. He was the ‘It’ guy in his high school and even the other high schools in the Derry school district. It was common knowledge that Richie was bi. Some people said it was fake and that he said it for more attention, but his real friends knew it wasn’t bullshit at all.
Richie strode into the school building that Monday morning, casually sliding off his sunglasses and hooking them in his shirt. People in the hallways snuck glances at him, some even saying hello to him politely as he passed. He nodded in response, flashing them a smile. Richie approached his locker and opened it with ease, getting his few textbooks out. Despite being a ‘jock’, he still cared about his grades.
“Hey, Rich, did you hear about the new kid?” Beverly asked casually, making her presence known. She leaned against the navy blue lockers, a small smile playing on her lips.
Dear Santa Duffer Brothers, all I want for Christmas Stranger Things season 3 is:
- Hopper and Joyce to be a happy couple
- Mike being protective of Eleven
- Eleven being wildly possessive and protective of Mike (as usual)
- Will being happy and not the center of monster chaos
- Kali and Steve meeting and getting crushes on each other
- More father/daughter Hopper/Eleven goodness especially now that she is a Hopper too
- A random scene where Nancy or Joyce is fixing Eleven’s hair. Just a very intimate girl/pretty/everything Eleven deserves moment where another female-it could even be Max- is braiding/brushing/styling her hair and telling her how pretty she is
- Max and Eleven being friends and giggling sitting cross-legged on Eleven’s bed with popcorn and soda and Hopper walks by and raps on the door telling them to keep it to a dull roar because he’s going to bed, but he’s smiling anyway because Eleven deserves little girl sleepovers
- Mike and Eleven sharing an ice cream cone. I just want this for some reason
- A random scene of everyone at the park and Mike and Eleven letting Baby Holly tag along and pushing her on a little bike or swinging her or something
- The hot cheerleader at the school secretly turning out to be a giant nerd and becoming Dustin’s love interest. Like he accidentally stumbles upon her at a comic book store or arcade or something and she’s like, “please don’t tell anyone” but really he was spying on her because he thought her secret was actually something dangerous
- Hopper and Joyce’s relationship being a secret but Jonathan or Will one day wakes up early in the morning to see Hopper in his underwear going into the kitchen for a glass of water and they just stare at each other like “okay then”
- At the very end of the season, Hopper proposes to Joyce (hopefully on Christmas Eve when the gang’s all together) and Eleven asks Mike what it all means so Mike explains engagement and marriage to her and she’s all offhandedly like, “So me and you will get engaged and then married” and Mike chokes on his drink and turns away to cough but then he smiles because duh. Of course they’ll get engaged and married
- Hopper at some point catches Mike and Eleven kissing (I like to imagine that they’re raking leaves in the yard and goofing off and then they fall down on top of each other and Mike picks some leaves out of her hair and they start kissing) and he keeps trying to pull Mike aside privately for the dad talk but they keep getting interrupted by Upside Down emergencies but at some point when there’s monsters attacking and they’re all hiding out, Hopper finally has that talk with Mike at the most dire situation and Mike is just “please not now” and Hopper’s all “Yes. NOW”
- Steve calls the kids “my kids” at some point. I don’t care how it happens but it’s just a thrown in gem
- It’s kind of far out there, but if no KaliSteve, then I’d like a very ambiguous, open to interpretation Steve/Nancy/Jonathan scene that would forever have the fans wondering. Like a scene where Steve kisses Nancy very chaste like or something and tells her “see you later” and then Jonathan walks up and him and Steve hug or something. I don’t know . It’s the first 0T3 I’ve ever liked so I’m not sure how it would work into just one ambiguous scene
- The very first scene or very last scene has to end with a Christmas Eve get together at the Byers house
- This is asking for too much, but after the Jopper coming together and the Byers and Hoppers becoming one, the very last scene (especially if it’s a Christmas get together scene) you just see Joyce asking Eleven to open a gift for her and Eleven opens it and it’s a little baby onesie and everyone ‘awws’ and then you see Hopper beam proudly and pull Joyce against him, kissing her cheek and she stands up and it’s the first time the audience sees she’s visibly pregnant and she holds the little onesie up to her stomach
I’m going to be extra good in 2018 so Santa the Duffer Brothers will bring me everything on my list
“You can’t! I’m going to
unfriend you on Facebook if you make me do that!” Harry stopped dead in
his tracks, flabbergasted by the fact that he’d just heard Draco Malfoy utter
the phrase unfriend you on Facebook to Millicent, with whom he was apparently
having a fight.
“Uhm, excuse me Malfoy, but do you even
have Facebook?” Harry asked, his curiosity trumping the feeling that this
was a private matter between (possible) ex-friends that he shouldn’t stick his
nose into. Besides, millicent was Harry’s flatmate so he’d probably hear about
the argument anyway, and as full-on auror he was higher ranked than Malfoy as
assistant potioneer. Also he just really wanted to fucking know what the fuck
was going on.
“I obviously do not Potter, that’s the
entire point of the fake threat.” Malfoy sighed as if Harry were the
dumbest person he had ever met. Then he removed his thin framed glasses and
pinched the bridge of his nose. “Whatever, this business isn’t worthy of
my time or my headache."
"Are you drinking enough water
then?” Millicent asked in a stern motherly tone, her arms crossed before
“I swear to that bloody Jesus guy I
will drown myself in the nearest bloody ocean if anyone asks me that again
today.” Malfoy put a frustrated hand through his hair that stayed
perfectly in shape despite, or maybe because, of that. “Yes, I drank
enough water. And no, I am not backing down from my demands. See you tonight at
seven and not a minute later."
With the sharp sound of departing (damn fine
looking) dragon hide boots Malfoy abruptly turned around and left.
"What was that all about?” Harry
asked perplexed, eying sadly how Malfoy’s rather fine ass disappeared behind a
corner and a door.
“My sister’s getting married and moving
out of their shared flat.” Millicent smiled rather devilishly at Harry
when she spoke her next words, making him take a step back. He’d seen her in
battle during auror duty and frankly, the woman was just as terrifying as Molly
Weasley was on a bad day.
“And since Draco can’t afford the rent on his
own because his father cut him off for living with a muggle, namely my sister,
I offered him to move in with me, or us really. I was just telling him that he
needs to do his own shoppings, which he hates because he can never contain
himself and he’s afraid he’ll get fat."
"Afraid he’ll get-” Harry stopped
himself there, realising that he’d just missed the most vital piece of
information Millicent had just given him. “Wait, what do you mean offered
him to move in with us? I’m not living with Malfoy, I hate him!"
"The way you keep staring at his ass
and talk to him at parties, the ministry cafeteria, hallways, meetings and
literally every goddamn time you lay eyes on him tells me something quite
different.” Millicent gave him a smug smile.
“I- I-” Harry sputtered. “I
do not stare at Malfoy’s ass!"
"Yeah you do mate.” Seamus noted
as he walked past.
“Every goddamn time Potter.”
Angelina said, shaking her head while rolling her eyes.
“It’s so obvious even I noticed!”
Ron exclaimed from his desk on the other side of the room, by which time Harry
had noticed that everyone in the auror Office was listening in on their
“Just ask the guy out already, before
one of us gets fed up and does it for you.” Kingsley almost ordered him
as he walked by with his assistant Percy, who bloody well nodded along with
him. Harry thought he might be having an aneurysm.
Or he was going crazy.
“Anyhow, you heard him. He’ll be moving
his stuff to our place at seven, don’t be late.” Millicent gave him a pat
on his shoulder, an almost pitiful look on her face as she eyed their
colleagues staring at them. “As for that date, the supermarket is as good
a place to start as any and I have reasons to believe Draco won’t turn you
down. Just don’t forget the silencing charms will you?”
Harry gaped at her while in the background
his colleagues snickered and Ron banged his head on his desk.
He was most definitely having an aneurysm.
Quick reminder: Millicent is canon half-blood, and the sister in this fic is a half sister, which is why she’s muggle.
Another thing (because yes we’re just going to go back to talking about the Cursed Child AU like we never left) that annoyed me about The Cursed Child was how the Adults treated Scorpius Malfoy in the text.
Like I get it, nobody is perfect and everyone has issues, especially when you take into account the things the original trio endured. But, and this is a large but I cannot lie, I also feel it’s entirely out of character for Harry Potter, the boy who survived twice and lived to become the man who would name his second son after two of his arguably worst abusers* (after Voldie and the Dursleys of course) in recognition of their bravery and…whatever…redemptionI guess, to only then turn around to his son, point to another child and say “they come from an evil family, don’t be friends with him”.
It just…it doesn’t feel right.**
Just like how Ron pitting his daughter against the Malfoy off-spring doesn’t feel right either. “Here sweetheart, we fought this entire war based on opposing those who thought they were better than others because of how they were born, and we made the world a better, more fair place. Now go kick that other kid’s ass his dad was a dick. Also don’t come home if you get sorted into Slytherin, bye honey loooove yoooou!”
Like….that is just not Ronald Weasley to me. It’s maybe Ron at the start of the series when we see him coming from a place of…not monetary privileged to be sure, but definitely perhaps cultural in terms of his bloodline? Like they might be dirt poor but the Weasley’s are a pure-blood family and that matters in this world.
But it’s not who Ron is at the end of the series.
It’s not who any of them are at the end of the series. Yet somehow we just see the continuation of “all adults are awful, yes even the good ones” and it just…it’s mediocre writing for one thing, but it’s also a continuation of validating shitty adult human behavior for Reasons, which Rowling is infamous for, and maybe it’s just me. But I’m tired of that shit.
I’m so, gods damned tired. Both as a reader, an editor and a writer.
Which is why I’d like you to consider: Cursed Child AU Molly Weasley meeting Scorpius Malfoy for the first time.
In my head, for whatever reason, the new trio are soaked, just, drenched to the bone and guilty as hell, and Rose isn’t too worried by her grandmother’s stern look, she knows the shouting and the hand waving is from concern and not a threat. And Albus too, who has gotten into his own fair share of trouble with his brother and cousins and been on the receiving end of his Grandma’s tongue lashing more than once has just sort of, switched off, eyes glazed over as he takes the reprimand as he takes all others.
But Scorpius has no reference for this. His own mother and father have never disciplined him, not really, they’ve never had cause to. But he’s seen the fights between his father and grandfather, and people have walked away from those burned. He’s felt this anger before, this shrill frustration, but it’s never been directed at him before and honestly he’s not sure if he’s about to vomit or cry—until suddenly it stops. And when he looks up, Mrs. Weasley is looking at him, just for a second she’s looking just at him. And then she sighs, wiping a weary hand over her face as she waves them towards the stairs.
“Go to bed, all of you. Albus, show your friend where everything is. We’ll deal with this in the morning.”
So they climb the stairs and say good night, and Albus lets Scorpius borrow some old but clean clothes from a chest at the end of a bed that looks like it hasn’t been slept in for years but is still kept pristine. And he feels like an intruder in this cramped wonderful space that feels lived in and loved from the ceiling to the floor.But Albus is already falling asleep face down on the other bed so he can’t ask if this is okay and instead just peels back the covers and falls asleep thinking if a house could feel like a hot cup of tea on a rainy Autumn day then the Burrow would be mid-October with two sugars and a ginger snap on the side.
The next morning he awakens to find his own clothes not just dried but cleaned and mended, folded at the end of the bed. Not wanting to wake Albus (snoring gently on his back, dark hair sticking out at all ends in a nice way that makes Scorpius’ stomach do a funny swooping thing he’s not ready to think about just yet) Scorpius creeps out of bed in search of the privy, somehow managing to get turned around in this tiny house that’s smaller than his grandfather’s study and finds himself on the threshold of the kitchen again, where a fire is already lit and something bubbles gently on the stove. He doesn’t mean to stare, but there’s just so much stuff, brick-a-brack and clutter his mother would never allow, mementos, moving pictures on every wall, the clock gently ticking on the wall…
“Cup of tea, dear?”
He jumps, feeling like he’s been caught somewhere he shouldn’t be.
“Come along dear, sit down,” Mrs Weasley continues, placing gentle hands on his shoulders and guiding him towards the kitchen table where the table is already set. “One lump or two?”
“I…” Scorpius stutters, looking around, desperately hoping for one of the other two to appear, even Rose who he knows only tolerates him because of Albus. “Two?” he asks. “Please?”
“There you are dear, help yourself to milk. Sleep all right?”
“I…uh, yes, thank you?”
“Good, good. Toast?”
“There you go. Help yourself to butter and jam.”
He’s halfway through a second slice when Albus appears in the doorway, still in the rumpled clothes he’d slept in and yawning loudly until Rose pushes him out of the way and sits down heavily in the empty chair next to
Scorpius, glaring, as though daring him to say something about her frazzled hair and the pillow markings on her sleep-pinked face. Scorpius wisely takes another bite of toast and pushes the teapot towards her. Albus stumbles over next, still so half asleep her nearly face plants into the jam the moment he’s sitting. It’s only the joint efforts of Rosie and Scorpius that keeps it from happening.
“What time is it?” he asks, rubbing blearily at his eyes.
Scorpius glances to the clock—not the family one of course, though he can’t help but feel a little envious at just how many spoons it has. His parents have one, but it only has three hands.
“Time you were up and about,” Mrs Weasley comments before Scorpius can answer, swooping in over the table with a platter laden with breakfast food and dishing it out in heaps like she’s used to feeding an army. Glancing again at the family clock, Scorpius can see why. “And time to tell me what in Merlin’s Beard is going on.”
The trio glance between themselves, suddenly far more awake than they were mere moments before. With a mouthful of tea, Scorpius makes a hard swallow and braces himself.
“I’m really sorry, but this is entirely all my fault.” He starts when Mrs Weasley laughs, eyeing her two grandchildren with a knowing look.
“Somehow I find that hard to believe, dearie. Here have some more bacon.”
Somewhere between second, third and quite very nearly fourth helpings (Scorpius has never eaten so much in his life, not even at the Hogwarts feasts) they tell the truth. Or rather, they omit certain details and confess they found the car in the woods while having detention and wanted to see if it would work. How were they to know the doors would slam shut and the car would take them home. Molly Weasley listens quietly, with none of the previous shouting of yesterday, even when they recount the part about the doors falling off. Scorpius is relieved. He doesn’t think he could handle it, and he has no desire to see all that good food come up in reverse.
“Well, I can’t say I’m pleased.” she says when they’re done, fixing them all with a pointed look. “But I am glad you are safe. Now, why don’t you go get ready and head on outside. The gnomes are in the herb patch again, and I need to contact the school and let them know you’re safe.“
The other two groan and slide out of their chairs to stomp up the stairs. Scorpius also stands and thinks about following them, but he’s already dressed so doesn’t see the point, he’ll just wait here by the door and go outside when they’re ready…he’s oddly excited by the prospect of de-gnoming the garden. He’s never done anything like it before…
“Everything all right, dear?” Mrs Weasley asks him, voice light as she clears away the breakfast table with a flick of her hand. “With school?”
He’s puzzled by the question, but he nods. “Yes, thank you Mrs Weasley.”
She hums politely, drawing her wand again and pulling over a scroll of parchment and a quill from a nearby table. “And what about home, everything all right there?”
The nausea is instant and for one horrible moment he thinks he might actually be sick. His mouth is watering, his head feels hot, his hands are cold and his eyes are blurring as he tries to quell the terror such a question brings because how, how can he answer a question like that while knowing the truth of what is yet to come...
He doesn’t even realize he’s sobbing until warm arms surround him. He’s been hugged before, but never like this. Everyone in his family is rail-thin and formally stiff. Physical affection often feels like an obligation to be endured, not warm and enveloping like sunlight through a glass pane on a cold winter morning.
“There now dear,” she soothes, patting his back and holding him close like one of her own—a Potter or a Weasley, not a Malfoy. He doubts a Malfoy has ever been held this way. “I’m so sorry Scorpius. It’s not easy grieving…but you’ll be all right…it’ll be all right…shhh”
Later in the garden no one says anything. He knows they know, he can still feel the evidence of it streaked down his face, sniffling loudly in a way that has nothing to do with the chill Autumn air as they run after the scurrying gnomes. Instead they are stoically silent. But it’s a united sort of silence. Even Rosie looks grimly determined as she nods to him, just once, an unspoken version of the promise Albus had uttered in the small hours of the Slytherin Dungeon.
They have a curse to break. And it’s bloody well going to get broken.
You’ll Float Too [Bill Skarsgård/Pennywise x Fem!Reader]
A/n: Well guys, I’ve finally made the foray into the fold. Done are the days I simply reblog for this fandom– look out for some more Bill or Penny x readers coming. It’s the first day of Halloween today, so be prepared, I’m spoopily inspired :)
Warnings: Hint of dub-con. Brief smut. Sexy clowns.
Your feet barely make a sound against the floorboards as you
carefully trek out of the bedroom. Your husband, Bill Skarsgård, had told you
he would just be a moment– that the noise was probably just the broken furnace
in the old house you two had just bought. This was, of course, after you had so
abruptly been interrupted.
“Fuck, baby,” you had whispered, grinding against
him and dipping down to slip your tongue back into his mouth.
“Look at how wet you are for me,” he had growled,
fingers curling up inside of you mercilessly as his thumb rubbed your clit. You
bounce on his fingers, one leg on either side of his own long ones.
“Bill, I-” you gasp, squealing as he readjusted his
hand, shoving his fingers even deeper.
“Love feeling that pussy squeeze around me…” he
tugged you down, licking his fingers off with a pop. “Love feeling it
around my dick.”
“I’ve got something else in mind,” you grinned,
moving the covers down to brush your lips against his clothed, hardened cock.
“Fuck,” he breathed in turn, breath hitching as you
give a lick through his pyjama pants. That was when the noise had sounded.
Your head had popped up. “What was-”
“That?” he echoed at the same time.
“It’s probably the rain,” you murmur, “The
thunderstorm is loud.”
“Sure… but rain or no rain, if that fucking piece of
shit of a furnace is broken again, I’m gonna-” You envelop his lips again,
but he groans, softly pushing you off. “Here, I’ve gotta fix the thing, I
don’t wanna freeze all night. I’ll be back in a second, babe,” he had
promised, kissing your forehead. You had smiled, and tugged at his loose pyjama
pants from the bed.
“You’d better be. I want these off.”
A smirk your way, and he had dashed off downstairs.
Now, it had been a long while, and you hadn’t heard him
answer any of your calls for him.
Coming to the door of the basement, you open it cautiously.
“Bill, where are you?” You tug his oversized
“cast” T-shirt he had kept from Allegiant further down over your
panties. It was cold down here, and– you gasp. The basement was flooded. Was
the thunderstorm really that bad?
“Bill,” you hiss, “I hate it down here… did
you fix the furnace?!”
You hear a ripple in the water, and swallow, taking another
step down. “Hey… can you hear me? It’s still freezing, it must not be wor-”
You stop, and gaze around. There’s no sign of your husband. You turn, and bite
your lip. Maybe he’s upstairs in the kitchen, and he faked the furnace just to
get a midnight snack…
No, but you were about to go down on him. The day Bill evaded
a blow job for the last slice of carrot cake in your fridge was the day hell
freezing over… You shiver again, and begin to take two stairs at a
time up– until you hear another ripple, and a small splash.
“Bill?” you repeat for the billionth time, sighing
as you turn back. “What are you– oh!” You find Bill standing by the
far wall, up to his knees in water.
“What are you doing?” you ask incredulously,
clutching your heart at the startle. He just stares at you. “What the fuck
are you looking at?” you ask playfully, and smack your ass with a small
smile. “Come up and get it.” You bite your lip and turn toward the
door, but Bill doesn’t follow. You huff. “I’m getting a towel for you. No
way I’m letting you in the bed with soaking legs.” He still makes no move.
“Bill!! Come on!”
This time, he smiles.
“But (y/n),” he says quietly, “If you come
with me… you’ll float too.”
“What?” you mutter, and then you roll your eyes so
far back you’re sure they’ve hit the front of your brain. “Oh Christ. Your
movie line? Really? My husband played a killer clown, I’m not scared of
anything.” You let out a laugh that seems out of place in the eerie,
dripping basement. “Stop being a dork and come with me, will you?” You
hold out a hand, making a grabby motion.
He takes a step forward. “You’ll float too.”
“Only if you provide the finest duck floaties,” you
tease, grinning, “AND poolside cocktails.”
“You’ll float too.”
“Yeah, okay, that’s nice, let’s g-”
“You’ll float too,” he begins to laugh, and you
“You’ll float too!” his voice takes on a giggly
pitch, then his face changes. “You’ll float too, you’ll float too, you’ll float too-”
You back away, and your eyes widen as Bill’s face slowly
begins to peel off, revealing flesh and teeth and bone. “You’ll float too!
You’ll float too!” His voice is now low, demonic, and his eyes are
clouding over as blood runs from them.
“Baby,” you breathe, a tear running down your
cheek. He was decomposing right before your eyes, and you could do nothing
about it– it was the most horrible thing you’d ever seen.
“You’ll float TOO! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!” he begins to
shout, eyes blazing as his mouth falls open.
“Stoppit!” you scream, and hide your eyes,
clutching the railing. You suddenly hear silence, so you look up. There, in
place of Bill, is Pennywise the fucking dancing clown, grinning over at you.
“You smell lovely,” he titters, biting his lip with
those sharp teeth you saw Bill take in and out during shooting. You could tell
from the reflection of the water he was drooling, too. “So, so lovely,
“Bill?” you ask softly, because really, it’s all
you’ve remembered by way of words.
Pennywise mocks, shaking himself violently, “Where are you?! It’s cold,
and I’m such a slut that I can’t wait
five minutes for you to fuck me!” He arches his back,
mimicking your moans from upstairs, and you gasp.
“That’s right,” he giggles gleefully, “You
don’t think I can smell i-t?” He takes a deep breath. “Mmmmm, I
smelled it on him before I snapped his spine!”
“No,” you sob, and the clown glares.
“Yes! You smell good. Special. Like nothing I’ve ever
taste-d… I want to taste you.”
You clench your jaw. Your legs are shaking, but… those
eyes, boring down on you… they couldn’t… be doing things to you, could they? Suddenly, you’re disgusted with
“Are you scared?” he laughs, half to himself.
“I do hope so. That will make it taste so much better.”
“Why?” you breathe shakily, “Why are you
“Because,” Pennywise growled, “Just like your
precious Bill said, before he died in agony…” The clown’s eyes lit up,
glowing. “YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!” It came out as an otherworldly scream,
and suddenly, Pennywise was lurching at you, slamming you onto the staircase
and tossing open your legs–
“AH!” you shriek, and open your eyes. The room is
dark, and the covers over you are strewn around. Bill turns over beside you,
brow crinkling as he blinks open his own eyes.
“Hey… what’s going on?” He yawns. “You
“I,” you murmur, then start crying. He wakes
himself fully up now, leaning over and cradling your head.
“Hey… hey, hey, you’re okay,” he’s frowning,
concerned, as he pulls you into his arms, “You’re okay… whatever it was,
it was just a dream, (y/n).”
“You were… but you were–” you try to articulate,
sobbing uncontrollably. Bill, with all his facial features still perfectly
intact, stares down at you earnestly.
“Hey. Just a dream. Okay? I’ve got you. I’m okay. See?
I’m here.” His soft voice lulls you back into a calm state, and you clutch
his arms and bury your face in his chest. Maybe his movie had gotten to you
more than you thought… and the secret you had kept from him that you actually
found him attractive in his costume.
He lays you back down, and strokes your hair back, whispering
how much he loves you in your ear. You never want to let go… sleep begins to
take you again.
Bill looks down at your sleeping form, and adjusts his head
on the pillow, turning over. You make no move to wake up. He closes his eyes,
then they open again slowly to reveal yellow orbs. As you fall asleep, you
think you hear a gentle giggle, but it was just a dream… just a dream…
was very strange when I first started, but now it’s very familiar to me
and I feel most at home on a film set. My first day filming ever was
with Sean Bean, Peter Dinklage and Lena Headey, and a ton of these great
actors doing this big scene. It was so daunting with all the cameras
around, and I didn’t realize that people would get you what you wanted –
I’d ask ‘please may I go and get a bottle of water,’ and they’d go,
‘No, I’ll get it for you,’ and that was very strange. It’s normal now –
but I still get my own bottles of water!
Summary: After finding Jack, Sam and Dean bring him to the bunker for you to watch him while they are taking care of business.
Pairing: Jack x Reader
Warnings: None, really. Spoilers for Season 13 at most.
As soon as the Bunker door opened, you looked up. Cleaning and repairing the Bunker while Sam, Dean, and Mary were out to find Castiel and Kelly before Lucifer did. You were sure that “somebody needs to take care of this mess” wasn’t the only reason they wouldn’t let you come along with them.
Dean was the first one to come into view. He looked exhausted, sad. The next person was someone you didn’t know and after him followed Sam. No Mary or Cas.
“Who’s that?” you asked, making all three men look at you, the stranger furrowed his brows.
“Y/N… oh, uh… this is… this is Jack. Lucifer’s son,” Sam explained, trying a smile but you only quirked a brow.
“Lucifer is not my father,” Jack had said, earning a sigh from Dean.
“You’re trying to tell me this grown ass man is Lucifer’s child? Shouldn’t he be a baby?” you only quirked your brow even more.
Request → “
can you do one where reader used to be a trashmouth like richie but then she got bullied really bad so she stopped talking and now she’s quiet (almost mute) but then she becomes friends w/ the losers club and gets really comfy with richie but they dont know why bc she seems shy and stuff and richies super loud and flirty w/ her and one day when they’re alone she talks for the first time with richie and they’re cute and fluffy and she opens up about how she likes him and maybe sweet kisses ahh ily
A/N→ i feel like i paced this weird fjndfjsn, i hope i got in everything u wnted also, of course; ily2.
Pairing → Richie Tozier x Reader (She/Her Pronouns)
Warnings →me putting detail into things that didn’t need that much detail again smh
You smiled wide at
whatever crude thing just came out of Richie’s mouth. You and the Losers sat
around a small mossy clearing not far into the woods. You were lying on the
grass, your legs propped up on a log, Stan and Eddie were doing their homework
in the shade, Bill had brought Georgie along, and was keeping him entertained,
and Richie was trying to start a fire, by twisting a twig between the palms of
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◇ summary: It was supposed to be a weekend of mischief and fun, but when your ex-boyfriend tags along you soon realize that what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay in Vegas
◇ pairing: reader x Jungkook
◇ genre: angst, smut, childhood sweethearts
◇ word count: 6,508
◇ warnings: alcohol use, language, explicit sexual content
“Please tell me why we are going to the airport at 4 in the damn morning?” you groan, handing your suitcase over to your cab driver who is trying hard not to laugh at your current state of sweatpants wrapped in a denim jacket.
Wendy rolls her eyes, “Y/N, we are only going to be in Vegas for 2 nights. We need to make the most of it. Plus, the tickets were like $100 less than if we left later in the afternoon. Just sleep on the plane.”
She gets in the back of the cab, hoping to close the door before your sharp tongue can come with a witty remark. But you aren’t about to let her off the hook that easily. You throw open the door, sliding into the seat next to her.
“Y/N, I don’t want to hear it. You are not going to ruin this for me! It’s my bacholerette party. I only get one” Wendy snaps, holding her hand to your face as you buckle your seat belt.
“If you’re lucky,” you mutter under your breathe, making your best friend smack your thigh loudly.
The rest of the drive is spent in silence as both of you are too tired to try and make conversation, especially since you had been up almost the entire night watching Wendy pick out her clothes for the next 2 nights. Two of you spent almost an hour picking out a black dress that looked identical to every other black dress she owned, but swore was different. As the dark purple circles settled under your eyes this morning, the only thing on your mind was getting through security and popping a Nyquil so that you could spend the rest of the flight in peace.
“We’re here,” Wendy whispers, shaking your shoulder to wake you up after what felt like five minutes. Her eyes shift past you, focusing the on something behind you, “I should have probably told you sooner, but Jungkook is coming.”
“And you’re telling me this now?” pointing to the airport outside the window “You decide to inform me that my ex-boyfriend is coming on this trip right now? You told me two days ago that he wasn’t coming because of work.” you hiss, chasing your best friend out of the car and towards the trunk.
“And he wasn’t going to! But then he called Namjoon yesterday and told him that he had managed to get the time off.” Wendy all but pleads for forgiveness, hiding behind the cab driver.
“You should’ve told him he wasn’t invited! That the plane was completely booked! The hotel was completely booked! Anything!”
She shrugs, “He’s Namjoon’s best friend, Y/N. And he had already bought his ticket, what was I supposed to do?”
You take your suitcase from the driver and make a beeline for the airport entrance, “I’m not speaking to you until we get to the gate.”
Wendy knows better than to push you when you’re upset, that law school and your work had given you a short fuse. Your attitude worked in the courtroom, helping your clients leave feeling happy and content and divorced while they fill your pockets with the end of their marriage. But it didn’t always translate the same to your personal life and most of your loved ones knew to stay far away when you were upset, knowing that your emotional time bomb was slowly ticking away.
It isn’t until you’ve both winded your way around the security line that you turn your attention to your best friend and ask, “Is he on our flight?”
Wendy chews on her lip before answering, “He and Namjoon are already waiting at the gate.”
You take a deep breath, trying your best to mentally prepare yourself for seeing your childhood sweetheart for the first time in almost a year.