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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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THE L GOT YASSIFIED N GHANDI IS AT 14TH ST UNION SQUARE!!!!!!?!??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the L stawped being a cunt on the weekendz w it’s fuckin delays n got individual seats that don’t clap back when u sit down ! Altho i am a “clap back “ advocate (Let ur cheekz Speak if they must ) i do wonder why

why is it always so awkward to hit on someone on public transit ?

we sit across each other staring each other down n i wish u were clumsy enough.

to leave a bag or your phone or wallet on the seat so i could say something to you but nothing is scripted here on this island of a city. there are only real moments. and this includes the pain in the people watching cuz sometimes we just end up watching them live their lives so much so in admiration we watch them leave.

I wrote dat ab some rly long white person with a maroon jumpsuit. N i don’t hav the energy to post a misc connection on Queer craigslist /LEX soooooo. Whut eve.

Dis week i hav been severely depressed n isolative besides for the day that the pilgrims decided to say it wuz the day that wuz gonna b ab slaying n giving . i ate sum dead bird n made sure even their bone marrow life mattered n cartilage cuz post veganism n peta rites advocate type beat a life is a mf life . Hoe .

Mi boss at union square Market s@id she saw her nekked neighbur whilst walkin around the duck truck. whut wuld u do if ur nekkid neighbor came to ur place of werk n every1 sais he is a rly nice person but he had a big SSHLONG. Now i kno whut ima wish 4 on my wishlist. No this isn’t 4 other bitchez . Nor is it for sshlong reveal. I wish some1 wuld notice meh as the nekkid neighbur at the union Square holidey market.

I whuhz almost in luv w a gurl who luved big patty wattyz n raised awareness for autism via tiK tok last yr n also i hate lex now!!!!!!!!!!! 2 many ppl wanting to give out their used sheets n Service tops who dont wanna Host . But i do thoroughly enjoy when Ppl wanna give their free concert tickets out . So lex gonna b the new ticketmaster to me but anarchist - community fridge version Without the food . Smfh . Y it gotta take watching perks of being a wallflower to realize we regret picking the boy w the eyebrow piercing when we culdve picked the 1 who got hit by a car butt still ended up pullin up to bossa limpin .

Im in luv with club E n gave them my tiara cuz they r a tucking princess and cuz their music reminds meh of myspace era sheit. Also they name is ren like me TWOOOOOO. twinnem:-] <3

As car seat headrest sayz in its only seggs i think bc of his demisexual cusp of asexual self .

“

OK, so I've been reading all the sex blogs

And they all talk about how OK it is to be gay

And straight and bisexual and asexual

And have sex however you like

But I don't care about hundreds of hypothetical people

And their hypothetical sex deals

I care about me, and my sex deal!

What about my problems?

Baby, my body

Constantly betrays me

I try to betray it

I only hurt myself

Yeah, yeah

I can't tell you if I like it, I like it

What happens if I don't like it? I like it

I can't tell you if I like it, I like it

What happens if I don't like it? It's only-

It's only sex

It's only

It's only sex

C'mon, sexual desire, speak! “

My brain is too fried from vyvanze dependence to decipher n explain it all right meow . I jus kno i luv those lyrics n i luv when post club - post party we all come back to mi lil floor mattress in mi tiny room n we kuddle puddle!!!!!!

Saw a Zyn nicotine ad omw to my lobotomy apt at callen lourde this mornin n i miss the dude who gav tht to meh while me werkin this japanese restaurant once n holy sheit i wuz shaking n shitting n crying my entire shift . I miss werking there cuz i made $400 a shift n lowkey I could get any vacation hours i wanted. Now im like a finance bro who goes to reggae bars in the city N gets pussy on hinge . v_v RIP!!!!!

i havnt been to saint vitus penus yet but thts Ok cuz i heard someone saw pee pee juice n eyeball juice on the bathroom mirror once n ill just stick to duffz if i wanna find a punk goth giorl to destroy my Third hole . Im crying a lot these days super fragile as well as today being a significant date for me N i missh ketamine so damn much butt i refuse to sniff anymore cuz i nvr kno how to dose w the diff german strainz n i always get sickie or khole n see myself on a train n being someone’s mutha . Weird!!!!!!!!!!’

Idek if i givin up on life or life givin up on meh but im just mf done . N i kno dis cuz im in my candle era yall . Where i lie n say i’m “running errands “ but sniffin diff candles at target n burglington ALONE . all dis for some mf seratonin biotch ????!!!????? Alsoo last randomo thot but i luv one of my good friendz from nyu n they were ganged up on bc of some DUMB RUMORS n i gots to say i kant stand a fucking bully or ppl who kant extend grace to others cuz it just feels v cliquey n stupid . Lik if we rly gonna believ rumors n gossip n not see someone’s character or try to understand i don’t see how ppl can b ok wit the ppl they hav to be with when they r alone with themselvez at nite . We r constantly evolving and it’s wrong to hold things against people esp in this age and this goes for me as well. I hope to receive the grace and love and empathy that I extend .

Soooooo many more fuckin thots n ramblingz like how i wish there was a poll i could start somewhere outside of instagram ab who wuld fuck G Eazy post halsey (Cmon , “tumblr girls”was an AMAZING song!!!!!!) N how much i luv egg by the garden but. Til nxt wk Babez.

Xx , ketaminechic NOT CHICK who doesn’t do ketamine anymore but kant put the energy into changing it then changing it on all platforms cuz omfGGGGGGGggg who cares that deeply ab this social media Bullsheit anywayzzz , Renny baby <3 :-] visit me at union square market Booth c20til Xmas eve !!!

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duxpuella · 3 years

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Deja Vu

<Atention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.

Warnings: Knarlie, Chameron, mainly Angst and a tad of comedy; >

Note: Knox is already dating Chris;

Plot: charlie singing deja vu by olivia rodrigo really hard and no one knows why he's so addicted to this song (it's knox, it's knox with chris);

Neil: "Look Charlie, they are dating for awhile already and you've been miserable.... I'm worried, really."

Charlie: "I will get over it.... Just need to be dramatic first."

Charlie later that day: *proceeds to listen to Olivia Rodrigo's entire album WHILE SINGING* Cameron: "I swear to God that if i listen to Deja Vu one more time I'm switching dorms with Neil." Charlie: "mAYBE I'M TOO EMOTIONAL OR MAYBE YOU NEVER CARE AT ALL"

-later that same say-

Knox: *proceeds to simp*

Charlie: "Good for you, I guess."

Neil: "I-"

Cameron: "Fuc-"

Knox: "What is wrong with you? Really, you've been an asshole lately and I have no idea w-"

Charlie: "You did nothing, but that's the problem Knoxious..." *walks away*

Everyone but Neil and Todd: *???????????*

Neil and Todd: *look at each other*

Neil: "I'll go."

Neil: "Char-"

Charlie: "wAt?"

Neil: "Are you cryi- Wait, listen... Do you want to talk about it?"

Charlie: "What there is to say really? Yes I'm being an asshole and that's on a fucking heartbreak. I wish I could be happy for him, I really wanted to but I can't. I'm jealous, angry and I cannot deal with his loverboy ass right now."

-later on Charlie and Cameron's dorm room-

Charlie: *still listening to SOUR*

Cameron: *enters the room and looks at Charlie suffering (and singing) on his (Cameron's) bed*

Also Cameron: *inhales very deeply intended to not lose calmness* "Charlie you're in my-"

Charlie: *proceeds to sing laughter (purposefully)*

Cameron: "That's it, I'm fucking done with your shit." *Turns off the song*

Charlie: "HEy I w-"

Cameron: "You were being immature AND unfair to Knox. If you were so in love, why didn't you took action first?"

Charlie: *😳* "I was afraid to ruin our friendship."

Cameron: *sits beside him* "That means you value his friendship a lot, right?"

Charlie: "Well, obv-"

Cameron: "That's what I thought. Stop being a dick then, I know it hurts when you see someone you love in love with someone else. I know, I've been there." *sight* "But it's not on your right to treat them badly for a rejection that didn't even happened. That's on you. You never even told Knox in the first place. So you better behave or else you'll end up losing him completely."

Charlie: "I- I'll, thank you."

Cameron: "You welcome, now get out of my bed. I had to deal with your bullshit all day and I need some sleep."

Charlie: "Sure." *goes to his own bed* "Who knew Dick had feelings huh."

Cameron: "Oh shut TF up."

Charlie: "Oka-" *gets assaulted with a pillow* "OkAy, geez."

-next day-

Neil: "So, are you better?"

Charlie: "Yeah, Cameron talked to me and called my bullshit out. I'll behave, I don't wanna lose him."

Neil: *👁️👄👁️* "Him who?"

Charlie: "Knox. Lose Knox. Who else could I've been talking about?" *???*

Neil: *nervous laugh* "YeAh, sorry... I'm a little inattentive today."

Charlie: "NOticEd."

-same time, different place-

Cameron: *listening to Nobody by Mitski on repeat for the 13th time*

Knox: "You look like hell Cam, what happened?"

Cameron: "uh, Oh, nothing.... I'm tired you know, finals week and I have your asses to save." *weak smile*

Knox: "Fair point. I'll let you rest then, have you seen Charlie?"

'And I don't want your pitty'

Knox: "I need to talk to him."

'I just want somebody near me'

Knox: "I need to figure it out what is happening,"

'Guess I'm a coward'

Knox: "He's not acting like his regular self you know....."

'I just want to feel alright'

Cameron: "I-" *sighs*

'And I know no one will save me'

Cameron: "I haven't actually."

'I just need someone to kiss'

Knox: "I see, I'll go look for him. Good rest for you!"

'Give me one good honest kiss'

Cameron: "Don't worry, he'll probably come apologize to you first. Also, thank you."

'And I'll be alright'

Knox: "Hope so! Bye Cam!!" *proceeds to leave*

'Nobody, nobody, nobody

Nobody, nobody...'

Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);

Also, you’ll find more of my writing here.

#duxpuella headcanons #dead poets society #sour olivia rodrigo #dps hc #dps fandom #knarlie #richard cameron #richard cameron x charlie dalton

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jakestasy · 3 years

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Paper hearts <3

You always remembered the day you saw your now Boyfriend Yeonjun. All it took just one look for you and him to fall head over heels for each other . You first saw him being himself during lunch with your best friends kai and Beomgyu…

You were sitting in your shared bedroom with the radio on listening to it cuddling with your boyfriend yeonjun…when “Paper hearts by tori kelly” started to play… when you heard the first line you started to sing and it immediately sent you back to when you fell in love with this goofy boy you called “Junnie”

“Remember the way you made me feel, such young love but something in me knew that it was real. Frozen in my head”

Day you fell in love:

It was your sophmore year…you guys were sitting on the wall infront of Class A…when a blue haired yeonjun ran passed you chasing your classmate Taehyun…you’ll always remember the way the sun shined on his skin…the way his blue hair flowed in the wind… the way his beautiful brown eyes shined in the light…the way he shouted Taehyun’s name…from that day forth you were head over heels for the boy they called “Choi Yeonjun”.

You’ve known Yeonjun since you were small…well not personally but you guys always saw each other in the halls and at lunch…You didn’t know it at the time but yeonjun had been in love with you since he first moved to seoul…

The day Yeonjun fell for you:

It was a normal day…7th grade year…it was cold winter day…everyone was in the classroom for lunch. You were sitting across the room talking to Soobin from class B who decided to make some new friends…Yeonjun was at his desk with his head down not feeling too good…you knew he wasn’t well…not because you saw him when he came into class. but because your his seatmate…his head shot up when he heard a laugh he’s never heard before. He looked in your direction to see you laughing with soobin…Yeonjun had heard everyone in the class laugh besides you…it was the first laugh he ever thought was beautiful…He was mesmerized by your smile…in those few moments his cheeks got heated and majorly red…just seeing you in general always made the red pigment appear across his face dully…but this time it was really visible…soobin was now leaving the classroom and you were walking back to your seat when you stopped infront of Yeonjun… “Are you alright” you asked him as you rested your hand against his cheek… “I-Im alright” he stammered making you giggle…He loved how caring you are towards him and your friends…you never failed to give this boy butterflies. That was the day he fell for the person they called “Y/N”.

“Everything is gray under they skies, wet mascara. Hiding everything under a smile when there’s cameras”

But this song also brought back the bad memories you and Yeonjun have…

When you and Yeonjun started to date it wasn’t what you two imagined… it was your guy’s Junior year…you just weren’t having it with anyone one day because you had gotten some bad news…Beomgyu was moving…it may not have seemed so bad for everyone else…but for you it was a nightmare. He was your protector…your teddy bear. He was the one person you could always talk to and even though you had kai…and now jun…but you never had a super deep conversation with either of them…Gyu was the one person that was always there to pick you up when you fell. But he wasn’t there anymore. But yeonjun had no idea you and gyu were best friends .

The day you and Jun first fought:

“Hey my hunny bee” Yeonjun said hugging you from behind… “Hi junnie” you said with a sniffle…” whats wrong hunny bunny” Yeonjun said with a pout. “Nothing” you said in a small voice… “Y/Nnie!! Come here let’s take a picture for old time sake!” Beomgyu called to you…”Okay!” You said faking a happy tone…”she talks to beomgyu??” Yeonjun thought jealous of the fact he wasn’t the only boy in your life…he watched as you ran over to gyu…he watched as Beomgyu whispered in your ear…that set off a red flag in yeonjun’s head…another was set off when he saw him wrap his arms tightly around you. Meanwhile across the room: “I’ll miss you the most Y/Nnie” gyu whispered in your ear….“I-I’ll miss you too, g-gyu” you stammered on your words as you tried not to cry…”aww, your gonna make me cryy” Beomgyu Cutely whined wrapping his arms around you tightly pulling you closer to him. “Wanna go on a walk” gyu asked you and kai…”Yes” you said…you three walked outside…you guys were walking around the schoolyard when you suddenly stopped and started to cry…Beomgyu immediately wrapped his arms around you hugging you tightly…”D-Don’t leave, gyu. Please s-stay with us” You said with tears streaming down your face…”Aw, Y/Nnie I’ll still be in seoul, you can always call me” Beomgyu said softly…”That’s not the same...Hyung” Kai said his voice breaking with tears in his eyes…”Guys…” Beomgyu said his voice breaking as he hugs you and kai very tightly with tears now streaming down his face…there you three stood sobbing in each others embrace…no one realized you three hadn’t returned…But yeonjun did. Different thoughts where rushing in and out of yeonjun’s head…the way you and gyu always looked at each other…the way you and gyu were always around each other…the way gyu would always hold your hand tightly…all the ways you and gyu were always together…Yeonjun’s mind immediately went to the idea that you were cheating on him…with that thought he was pissed…when you did return tho, you were met with yeonjun pulling you away from a crying beomgyu and kai…you just looked at him confused as to why he just pulled you away from your best friends and why his hold was so tight around your wrist…”Ow! Junnie, you’re hurting me” you said trying to loosen out of his grip…”Don’t call me that” Yeonjun replied in a bitter tone…”What’s wrong, yeonjun?!” You asked a little scared by your normally calm and sweet boyfriend’s now bitter and cold tone…he pulled you into a spare classroom. Pinned you against the wall…his arms on either side of you… he looked you dead in the eyes with a face of cold seriousness…”Do you love beomgyu?!” He asked the anger clear in his voice…”Yes” you replied confused by the sudden question…”I knew it! You’re cheating on me with him aren’t you?!” He said letting the words roll off his tongue like venom…”what?!” You exclaim…”Jun, I would never…” you said tears brimming in your eyes…”Dont lie to me Y/N” yeonjun scoffed…”I see the way you two look at each other…I see how you guy’s are always together…I see everything you guys do” He continued…”He’s my best friend, you idiot!” You yelled at him…”Like id believe that” he said bluntly…”Get the hell away from me” you said with tears streaming down your face…”DID YOU HEAR ME, GET AWAY!!” You shouted pushing him away from you and into a nearby cabinet…you didn’t know the cabinet had a nail sticking out of the upper middle of it…when You shoved him back into it the nail stabbed him right in the shoulder. When he moved away from the cabinet you could see a little blood stain from where the nail stuck him…You ran out of the room and were met by three of your friends who had watched the whole thing happen…even though your eyes were clouded by tears you could see the Anger on Kai and Beomgyu’s faces as you ran passed them…Soobin ran after you while Kai was trying to stop a raging beomgyu from fucking up your Boyfriend…but kai wasn’t strong enough to stop him…next thing he knew Beomgyu and your boyfriend were on top of each other trying to rip out each others throats…there was a lot of bandages that day…

“Don’t think i would just forget about it, hoping that you won’t forget about it”

You never forgot that day…you’re still kind of hurt by the fact that your “Junnie” didn’t trust you…but you guys have now graduated high school…even though you call him your Boyfriend…he has now been your husband of 2 years…him and beomgyu are now on good terms…You, Kai,beomgyu, and your newcomers yeonjun and soobin meet up every weekend like you did when you were high schoolers and go out on your guy’s “buddy dates”…your still Surprised by the fact your beomgyu let you marry him…jun has a little scar on his shoulder from where you pushed him into the cabinet…but other than that life has been perfect for you guys…

A/N: Here is paper hearts <3 I don’t like it…but i hope you guys do…also, does anyone know how to put the keep reading thingy on these if so please let me knowwww… GN <3 (Also idk if this counts as angst…im guessing it does)

…this is jakestasy signing off for the night…

#yeonjun imagines #txt imagines #kpop imagines

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h-x-l-p-l-e-s-s · 3 years

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Enough (Lams Fanfic)

A/N:

(12/25/2020 - 12/27/2020)

We woo we woo we woo!

It’s the gay ambulance here to satisfy all your gay needs with another trash fanfic! So… enjoy!

Word Count: 1.3k (11 Pages on Google Docs)

Warning: Profanity, Stress, Mentions of Making Out/Kissing

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x John Laurens

In a matter of seconds, the world began to crumble before his eyes. He dashed to his house, not even considering looking behind him.

17 hours wasn’t enough. 1,020 minutes wasn’t enough. 61,200 seconds wasn’t enough.

He opened the front door to his house. John could feel a burst of wind against his arm. “Hey, babe!” He grinned.

Before Alex could respond, he was already in his room. It was normal for him to rush into his room like that. John assumed he had a transcendent fanfiction idea and didn’t want to forget about it, so he left Alex alone.

“You have to study for tomorrow’s test, restore two months of homework, and complete your part of your history project. If you thought this was gonna be simple, you’re a fool.” Alex thought to himself.

Alex could never have a perfect work-life balance. He was either spending time with John but stressing out internally or studying but feeling like he’s neglecting John.

Pulling an all-nighter was no issue for Alex. It was the lack of time, the short notice, the strict mindset he held, the punishments Alex suffered if things didn’t go as planned.

He opened his laptop and did the easy part first, the project. Before he knew it, two hours had disappeared in a flash.

Alex heard a knock on his door. “May I come in?” John asked. “Mhm,” Alex replied.

John entered the room. The first thing he noticed was Alex sitting at his desk, the computer glowing being the only light in the unlit room.

“Last minute school project?” John quizzed. “Dinner’s ready if you wanna eat it now.”

Alex was ignoring him for a few seconds until he realized what John said.

“Oh, sorry. I kind of zoned out. I’m not hungry.” Alex misinformed. There wasn’t enough time in the day to take breaks to eat. He could barely afford to take a thirty-second break to go to the restroom.

“Alright, it’ll be in the microwave,” John concluded their conversation and left the room.

Two extra hours had passed. Alex had just finished his history project. Only 13 hours remained. That wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough. He wasn’t enough.

John knocked on Alex’s door once again, this time to say goodnight.

“Hey, Alex.” After waiting ten seconds with no response, John decides to enter his room anyway. “Would it kill you to turn on a light?”

“Yes.” Alex’s voice was shaking. John began to worry a bit. John turned on the light to see Alex on his gently crying on his bed.

“Babe!” John ran towards him to hug him. “What’s wrong?” Alex vigorously shook his head.

“Here he goes again, being a pain in the ass. How do you not get it? If you fail school, you’ll fail John. He’ll finally leave you.” Just like that, Alex began to cry more.

“Lex! What’s wrong?” John wiped his tears, but it was ineffective.

“I’m not good enough,” Alex murmured. “What was that?” John asked. He moved towards Alex to cuddle with him.

“I’m gonna fail.” He got up from his bed and walked towards his desk. He couldn’t afford to get comfortable.

“Alex, no. Put your books away and talk to me.” John tossed his books onto the floor, making Alex look at him. “What’s wrong with you?”

He ignored John and grabbed his books again, rushing towards the living room. At this point, John was just a disturbance.

“Here he goes again. Treating John like an obstacle rather than a boyfriend. You’re a piece of shit, Alex.”

Alex let out an exaggerated sigh. He got up and walked to John’s room, assuming he was there.

“Babe.” Alex hesitated to open the door, but he did. “I’m sorry.” He hugged John.

“Oh wow, choosing John over homework? I can’t keep up with you, Alex.”

“Now that we’re good, why were you crying?” John seemed sincere and serene, unlike Alex.

“N-no reason.” Alex’s eyes were more fatigued than usual. On top of that, he seemed more stressed than usual. John could sense something wrong.

“Lex, I may look gullible but I’m not,” John went to sit down with him.

“You’re wasting your time, Alex. Need I remind you that you only have thirteen hours… well twelve and a few minutes, left?”

“I swear, it’s nothing. I just wanted to apologize.” Alex got off of the bed but was pulled back down by John.

“Alex, you were cryi-” John began to speak but was interrupted by Alex. “I don’t have time for you, John!”

Even though John felt a bit sorrowful after that was said, he knew it accidentally slipped off of Alex’s tongue.

“You don’t mean that, and I know you don’t. You’re just stressed.”

Alex sighed and sat next to John. Before John knew it, he heard a muffled sob near him.

“I’m just conflicted.” Alex whimpered. Noticing Alex like this was odd. Nine out of the ten times he’s the one comforting John. Now it was John’s turn.

“I have so much work to do, yet, I don’t know if I should be spending time with you right now or working.” Tears gently slid down Alex’s pale cheeks, cascading onto his oversized shirt.

“I only have twelve hours to study and restore months of homework, John!” Alex bawled.

“How’d you lose months of homework?” Though John needed to comfort him, he was still curious.

“Jefferson mugged me today just because I threw away two cups of microwavable Mac & Cheese.” Alex began to sob more. “Fucking took my homework, threw a book at me, and called me a geek.”

To witness Alex crying was too much for John. He moved closer to Alex and wiped his tears.

“Babe, you need to calm down.” John soothed him, but it wasn’t enough. He, still, wasn’t enough.

Alex stayed silent, trying to hold his tears in. There’s not enough time to break now. Desperately wanting to leave, he told John he was okay.

John ignored him and held him tighter. Their arms were squeezing each other. Though Alex felt a bit uncomfortable, he soon felt peaceful near John.

“I can’t do this for much longer.” Alex took his cold, pale hand off of John’s. “I’m just wasting ti-” John shushed Alex by kissing him.

That kiss soon evolved into them making out. That’s three hours down the drain.

“John, I have to go now. That’s three fucking hours wasted. I can’t afford to fa-” Alex’s tone wasn’t as panicky as before, but it had the same stressed tone from earlier.

John put his finger over Alex’s mouth. It slowly slid down to Alex’s hand. He grabbed his hand tightly and tossed Alex onto the bed.

“John!” Alex thought John was going to do something he had no business doing, but he was wrong.

“You have such a perverted mindset, Lex!” John threw a pillow at him while jokingly saying that.

“Also, what class do you have to do homework for?” John pulled his phone off of the charger while asking that. He seemed sanguine considering the current situation.

“Adams. Y’know, the one that always calls in substitutes.” Alex leaned over John’s shoulder to see his phone.

“Gotcha. I’m more than positive I can persuade him to give you more time. Is a month good?” Alex nodded as a response.

All of his stress rolled off of him immediately after that.

“And we can study together for a few hours after you eat.” John put his arm around Alex, looking at him.

“Lex, you need to be less hard on yourself.” John requested. His eyes sparkling in the dim room. For some unknown reason, Alex felt cozy near him.

“No promises, John. No promises.”

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softest-cinnamon-roll · 4 years

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"you can be anything you wanna be, don't ever forget it?" for reddie 🥺

thank you so much ashbot! this fic literally only features a reddie mention, but I will continue it if you guys want more! It’s also set from Adrian’s point of view so have that! Also I have basically switched the losers an Adrian/Don’s ages around don’t @ me.

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Adrian walked into the local diner, texting his boyfriend, Don as he moved. There was a table right in the corner that Adrian always sat in. It was close enough to the door, and right next to a window meaning that if he was to enter an asthma attack, there was a quick escape. As it was a Thursday, there weren’t many people around, which was just how Adiran liked it, and he glanced at the clock. Don would be here any minute and until then, Adrian decided that a little people watching wouldn’t do much harm.

His eyes started by the entrance, scanning over the elderly couple sipping on their tea and nibbling into the scones. Adrian couldn’t help but smile to himself at the simplicity of it all, that after all the years they had probably been together, they still managed to find the time and energy to go out for a treat together. Leaving the couple to it, Adrian’s eyes moved further into the diner, landing on a man in a suit, tapping away on his laptop and talking quietly into a headpiece. He didn’t blame the man, as Thursday was a quiet day.

Finally, Adrian’s eyes drifted to the only other people in the diner at that time. At the table down from him, sat a slightly overweight woman and her young son, probably no older than four. His legs were swinging back and forth as he stared at the carrot sticks in front of him, before his head moved back to the large cabinet full of cakes and sweets. Since they were only a few tables away, Adrian could make out their conversation and he had to hold back a wince. Just from the small bit he could catch, it was clear that this mother was, what he would describe as, an entitled parent.

“Mommy, please can I have a little bit of cake?” The boy asked, his fingers twitching on the table and Adrian felt sorry for the poor kid. His mother gasped, loud enough to turn some heads and she shook her own head violently.

“Eddie bear! How could you even suggest such a thing? You know that you’re allergic to sugar! Do you want your mommy to have to rush you to the hospital and be faced with a huge bill just because you wanted a little piece of cake? I don’t think you do. You don’t want to hurt mommy do you?” Her voice was sickly sweet and condescending, which made Adrian develop the inkling that the kid didn’t actually have a sugar allergy.

Just then, the door to the diner opened, and Don walked in, waving in Adrian’s direction as he made his way over, taking a seat in the booth opposite him, “Hey, sorry for keeping you waiting, traffic was horrendous,” he rolled his eyes and leaned across the table, pecking Adrian on the lips, making him smile.

They were frequent customers at the diner, and all of the staff knew them by name, which was why they didn’t feel the need to hide their affection when they ate there. Of course, there was still the occasional roll of the eyes from the odd customer, but most of them were regulars too, and were used to it by now. So when the deep sigh and loud ‘ahem’ came from behind them, it took both Adrian and Don by surprise.

Adrian looked up first and he inwardly groaned when he came face to face with the entitled mother of the little boy. Upon closer inspection, he realised that he knew this woman, and his annoyance only intensified. Her name was Sonia Kaspbrak and she was a member of his Aunt’s book club, for years in fact. That was his aunt’s reasoning for not kicking her out, as she couldn’t deal with all the backlash that would come with it. She was religious, overbearing and...entitled. Which meant the little boy with her was Eddie Kaspbrak, her poor unfortunate son.

“Yes?” Adrian spoke up, raising an eyebrow. Just out of spite, he reached over and laced his fingers with Don’s. This woman had no control over him and was in no way about to dictate how he acted with his boyfriend. His glare met hers and he just knew he had started a war.

Sonia Kaspbrak glared down at him, her face going a dark red colour, “You shouldn’t be flaunting this around town where little kids can see it. You’re going to turn them into one of you and I will not have you infect my child with your...your illness.” She spat and Don winced across from him.

“We aren’t bothering anyone,” Adrian replied calmly. “It was you who chose to come over here and ruin our lunch. Now if you don’t mind could you leave us alone? We are trying to have a nice lunch.”

Turns out, that was not the right thing to say, and Sonia slammed her hand down on the table, making the two of them jump. “You’re not welcome in this town. You- you homo’s need to leave and get some serious help. You are all sick in the head. God never intended for this, not a chance. You are going to hell.”

Adrian blinked and was about to respond when a small voice came from behind the angry woman, and Eddie Kaspbrak’s head peeked out from behind her legs, eyes wide and curious. “Mommy...what’s a homo?” He asked, looking up at her. “Why are you yelling?”

The gasp that left Sonia’s mouth was one Adrian would never forget and she whipped her head back around, pointing a finger at him. “You- you have corrupted my son! Look what you’ve done!”

“Oh my god lady, this is ridiculous. It’s the 21st Century not the Stone Age,” Adrian rolled his eyes, and knowing that there was no turning back, he turned to face and address Eddie. “Homosexuals, it’s a word for when a man loves another man and wants to be with him. There is nothing wrong with that.”

Suddenly, Sonia screeched and covered Eddie’s ears, “Don’t you dare speak to my son! Don’t you even look at him! You have infected his mind with your words and I deserve some sort of compensation for this! I will be reporting you to the mayor and he will not be happy to know you are corrupting his town!”

“Mommy, does that mean that Richie and I can get married when we’re older?” Eddie asked, pulling away from her and looking back at Adrian. “Richie is my bestest best friend in the whole world. I want to spend time with him all the time and I love him, just like you said! Does that mean I’m a homo- that word you said?” He didn’t manage to get an answer as Sonia wrapped a rough hand around his too small wrist and started to drag him away.

“Edward, you will go sit in the car right now. Do not disobey me and you are never to mention that word ever again!” Sonia screeched and even though she had moved away from the table, Adrian was involved and so he followed her. “As for Richie Tozier, he is a dirty boy, just like those boys and you aren’t to be friends with him anymore.”

Tears filled Eddie’s eyes and Adrian felt his heart break at the sight. He marched forward and stood in Sonia’s line of vision. “Hey lady, you can’t go around calling little kids words like that. You say we’re the ones corrupting society, it’s actually you with your small minded views. You’re the one who needs some serious help.” He turned back around to Eddie and knelt down, ignoring Sonia’s insults. “Hey kid. You can be whatever you wanna be and don’t you forget it. Okay?” He asked, lifting his pinky.

Eddie sniffed and linked their pinkies together, nodding his head with a smile. “I won’t mister! Thank you!” He grinned, only for that smile to vanish as his mother shoved Adrian away and pulled Eddie out of the diner, to the car. It was a few moments until she drove away, leaving dust in her wake. The diner fell silent and the waitress walked over and smiled at him.

“That was a really nice thing you did,” she spoke. “Eddie comes in here with Sonia all the time and he always looks so sad as she won’t let him have any sweets.” She moved over to the table and started cleaning up.

Adrian followed to help and Don joined them shortly after, giving Adrian’s wrist a squeeze. “I heard her say that Eddie was allergic to sugar,” he muttered after a while and the waitress frowned, looking at him. “What?”

She shook her head, “That’s not possible. Before his father died, he would come in here and they would share a banana split. When he comes in with his mother, she always makes him drink black tea, so I sneak a sugar cube in there for taste. He’s definitely not allergic to sugar.”

At the news, Adrian felt his blood boil and he reached into his pocket for his inhaler, taking a few gulps. This woman was lying to her son, making him believe he was sick when he wasn’t. His eyes met Don’s and he could tell that his boyfriend knew exactly what he was thinking.

No matter what, Adrian was going to help Eddie Kaspbrak.

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mitchsmarners · 5 years

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wouldn’t you like to see something strange

pairing: eddie kaspbrak/richie tozier [reddie] w/ stanley uris/patty blum [stanpat] word count: 2,878 summary: Patty grabbed Richie’s backpack from him and grinned up at him. “Welcome to Derry. It’s the hotel California of towns.” ⤹ written for @thundercatseddie as their prize for winning 3rd place in my follower celebration.

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Richie leaned his head against the car window, with his eyes squeezed shut. Fall Out Boy blared in his ears as he hummed the beat to himself. He didn’t want to be here. This was as good as the last place he wanted to be.

Patty yanked his headphones out of his ear and smirked at him. “What’s the point of wearing headphones if you’re going to sing out loud anyway?”

Richie liked his new step sister, he really did. She was a sweetheart, only a year younger than he was. If Richie had it his way, he wouldn’t have a step sister at all, but he supposed that he’d lucky out with Patty Blum. It was, at the end of the day, not his new stepsister and stepfather that Richie was against- but the cross country move from California to Maine.

Richie could already feel the cold starting to seep into his bones, and he didn’t think it would be leaving any time soon. The car pulled up in front of the house he supposed he now had to call home, and the family shuffled out. The majority of Richie and his mom’s belongings had made their way over weeks earlier, and Patty and Mr Blum had gotten the house set up for their arrival. Richie knew it was a nice thing to do, but he didn’t want to be here.

Patty grabbed Richie’s backpack from him and grinned up at him. “Welcome to Derry. It’s the hotel California of towns.”

Richie frowned. “What?”

Patty blinked up innocently. “You know. You may come, but you may never-”

“Yeah, yeah. I know the fucking song.” Richie grabbed his backpack back from Patty and moved towards the front steps. Patty didn’t even struggle to keep up with him, even with the extra several inches Richie had on her height. He vaguely remembered his stepfather praising Patty’s track times during the usual “my kid is better than your kid” competition when they’d been dating, but Richie had never paid much attention. Maybe he should have.

“Are you going to be a dick forever?” Patty asked in exhaustion. Richie stopped dead in his tracks and whipped around. Patty rolled her eyes. “Because you almost seemed like you’d be cool, and I think we’d get along pretty well... if you’d stop being a dick.”

Richie let out a rough sigh. “I’m sorry. You seem cool, too. I just-”

“Didn’t wanna move across the country. I get it.” Patty smiled. “It sucks. Nobody wants to do that, but it’s really gonna suck if you already decide that you aren’t going to like it before you gave it a chance.”

Richie groaned. Of course, she was right. He knew that well enough. He planned on getting over it, but he wanted to wallow in it a little bit longer. Patty didn’t seem keen on allowing that, and seeing as she was the only person Richie knew in the entire state- he supposed he’d have to allow it.

“Hey!” Patty suddenly lost all interest in talking to Richie, pushing past him and rushing through the fallen leaves on the ground. Richie turned and watched as Patty tossed herself into the arms of a proper looking boy with slick dark hair. A small, light brown kitten circled their feet and seemed to be giving Richie the stink eye.

Patty pulled away, grabbing the boys’ hand and pulled him over to Richie. The small kitten seemed to skip along behind him. There was something... mischievous about the boy. A glint in his eye, a sinister curl to his grin. Richie felt the hair on his arms behind to stand up, and the dirty glare the kitten was giving him certainly didn’t help things.

“This is my partner, Stan.” Patty said, smiling wide at Richie. The kitten between Stanley’s legs let out an angry meow. Patty laughed. “And this is Eddie. Never one to be forgotten.”

“I love cats,” Richie said, though he wasn’t really sure about this one. “Can I hold him?”

Stan let out a laugh. “You can try.”

Richie swallowed roughly, looking down at the small kitten between Stan’s legs. The thing looked up at him with wide brown eyes, human like eyes, fucking daring him to try it.

Richie swallowed roughly, looking down at the small kitten between Stan’s legs. The thing looked up at him with wide brown eyes, human like eyes, fucking daring him to try it. Richie Tozier wasn’t about to be shown up by a five pound fur ball.

Richie reached for it, and the little fucker let out an almost human sounding hiss. It knocked Richie’s arms away, and then Richie wasn’t quite sure what happened after that. Next thing he knew he was sitting on the ground, and there was an incredible cute, incredibly angry boy in a sweater too sizes too big for him and mom jeans standing above him.

“DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME!”

Richie’s mouth dropped open, eyes blown wide. He didn’t try to get up from the ground, just staring at the boy (cat? boy? cat?) standing above him. “What the fuck.....” He said, suddenly aware of how Stan was laughing behind him.

“I said you could try.” Stan said with a smirk.

Patty whacked him lightly in the arm. “You could have given him some warning.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Stan replied, and Richie swore he saw something glimmering around this boy.

Patty just laughed and Richie scrambled to his feet. Hands shaking, he turned to glare at his step sister. “Care to tell me what the fuck is going on?”

Patty shrugged. “I told you. Hotel California of towns.”

Richie let out a loud, long, annoyed breath. Almost a growl. “What.... you’re all a bunch of monsters? And what are you?”

“A Gemini.” Patty replied.

Richie gagged. “God, that’s disgusting. I’d rather have cat boy over here.”

“WOW!” Patty cried and smacked Richie in the chest. Richie stumbled back, rubbing at his chest and wincing.

Richie ran his fingers through his knotted curls and shook his head. “Okay, can I please get an explanation. Because I’m pretty fucking sure people can’t just turn into animals whenever they please!”

“Mortals.” The cat boy said with a high, pleasing voice. “They always freak out. They’re so predictable.”

“Eddie, you are also a mortal.” Stan said in a bored voice. “If I stabbed you, you would die.”

Richie choked on the air and Eddie’s face turned bright red. “Oh yeah, tough guy? You think you’re so great. You’re not great, you’re a pussy. You won’t do shit.”

“And what would you do, Eddie?” Stan said calmly. “Gonna go home and make a voodoo doll of me?”

“You know, maybe I fucking will-”

“Eddie! Stanley!” Mr Blum’s voice carried over to them. Richie jumped a mile in the air, nearly toppling himself over. The teens all turned to look at him, Stanley’s composure never slipping and Eddie blinking into the image of the boy next door. Richie’s heart was in his throat. “It’s good to see you boys! It’s been awhile!”

“It’s good to see you, too, Mr Blum.” Stan said smoothly, voice dripping with something so soothing and calm that it brought Richie’s nerves down instantly. The realization of that only brought them sky rocketing back up.

“Do you kids have any plans for tonight?“ He asked. “I know Patty’s missed you, and I’m sure it would be great for Richard to get to know the town. The rest of your friends.”

“No, I...” Richie said, pulse racing through him. “I should... unpack.”

“But Richie, Dad and I unpacked pretty much everything already.” Patty jumped in, cheek rested against Stanley’s shoulder. “Come out with us, it’ll be fun!”

“Yeah, Richie.” Eddie said with flashing eyes. “It’ll be fun.”

Richie nodded, lips pursed. He was going to die, wasn’t he? But before he could even try to think of another excuse, Patty’s fingers were wrapped around his wrist and he was being pulled away from safety.

It was eerily dark and quiet streets of this town that Richie never stepped foot in. He walked with two strange creatures he’d never met before, and the stepsister he’d only met a handful of times. He was sure even the moon was watching them.

“Where are you taking me?”

Patty smiled at him, and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I am worried about it, though. Very worried, actually.”

Eddie the Cat Boy patted Richie on the shoulder, then squeezed almost painfully. Richie felt something shoot down his spine. Richie jerks away, heart racing in his chest and Eddie’s eyes were wide and sharp as he watched him move.

Richie cleared his throat as he rub absentmindedly at his shoulder where Eddie’s hand had just been. “I’m still really confused.” Richie said in a voice that he knew was too high pitched compared to his usual. “And I’m not completely sure you aren’t going to kill me, so there’s also that detail and-”

“Nobody is going to kill you.” Stanley said, his voice sending a wave of calm over Richie. Fake calm, Richie could feel, but it didn’t make him feel any less comforted. “We’re taking you to meet our friends.”

“And they’re going to kill me?” Richie continued.

Stanley rolled his eyes. “No.”

Richie side eyed Eddie, who was looking Richie up and down as though he was seizing him up for slaughter. “Are they all secretly animals?”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “They fucking wish.” And with that, Eddie morphed back into the small cat from before and ran off. He didn’t move far, just a few more houses down the road before he bounced up the front steps. It looked like any other house Richie had ever seen, similar but slightly different to all the other houses on this same street, but Richie was all too quickly learning that nothing in Derry was “normal.”

“Let’s go.” Patty said “It’s party time.”

“There’s a party in there?” Richie questioned, staring up at the dark house. The windows were dark, and there was dust on the front porch. It looked like nobody had touched the house in years, maybe decades, beside the little kitten paw prints in the dust left behind by Eddie. “This is an abandoned house.”

“Nothing is ever truly abandoned.” Stan said wisely. He walked up the dusty steps and left no footsteps.

Richie looked at Patty, raising his brow. Patty just shook her head, linked her arm with his and lead him into the house. The inside was different from the outside. It looked larger, and it was lit up with soft orange tinge lights, and soft instrumental music almost like a backtrack. The whole place smelt like pumpkin pie and a smile tugged at the edges of Richie’s lips.

A boy with soft blond hair came around the corner and smiled at the sight of them. “Patty! You’re home!” He quickly embraced her and gave Stan a small nod. His eyes turned to Richie then. “And you must be her new step brother, Richard?”

“Everybody except her father calls me Richie.” Richie said, sticking his hand out and shaking with the blond boy.

“Cool.” He said simply. “I’m Buh-Bill. Welcome to my house.”

“You live here?” Richie asked, looking around. It seemed cozy enough, but there wasn’t much furniture besides an old holey looking couch and singular coffee table.

“Well, n-no.” Bill said. “Not technically, no. I have a house where I live with my family. But I live h-h-here sometimes, too.”

Richie nodded and let himself be guided further into the house. Bill and Patty took turns introducing him to people and Richie couldn’t remember a single name until they moved into the kitchen. There was buff looking boy standing above the stove, stirring, while Eddie the kitten walked along the counter.

“This is Mike.” Bill said, voice suddenly much softer than with anybody else he’d introduced Richie, too. “He’s a witch.”

Richie did a double take. So far, Bill had left the introductions with just names, though Richie had been able to guess that girl with the bright green skin or the boy with the glowing eyes weren’t exactly human.

“Bill’s always so nice about it.” Mike said in a voice as sweet and soothing as honey. “I might be a witch by blood, but I’m not very good at it.”

“You’ll g-g-get there.” Bill said with a smile as he walked over and looked into the pot on the stove. It made Richie a little nervous to watch the steam rise up out of it and curl into the air.

“So, what is this.” Richie asked with a toss of his hands. “Fucking Halloweentown?”

Patty let out a laugh, while Stan moved over and took Eddie off the counter. He placed him onto the ground and Eddie quickly morphed back into his human self. There seemed to at least be some sort of magical benefit that Eddie kept his clothes when he switched forms.

“If you want to be so obtuse about it, sure.” Eddie said sharply. “It’s the HellMouth. It’s a homing call for supernaturals. The closer to the HellMouth you are, the stronger your powers are. Derry settles right on top of one.”

“What like...” Richie wrinkled his nose. “Like Buffy?”

“Do you determine your life with only fucking television references?” Eddie asked.

“Okay, well.” Richie rolled his eyes. “Halloweentown is a movie franchise, first of all, and-”

“This isn’t some stupid Disney movie!” Eddie cried. “This is real shit, okay, and-”

“You turn into a cat when you’re bored!” Richie countered. “That’s the most Disney movie thing I’ve ever heard, are you kidding me?”

“That is so not funny, asshole.” Eddie cried., “I could destroy you. It wouldn’t even be hard! Little toothpick like you, I wouldn’t even need to use my powers, I could just choke you out with my bare hands!”

“Kinky.”

Eddie’s entire face turned bright red and his body seemed to vibrate with rage.

“Wow.” A deep voice suddenly sounded in Richie’s ear. “I’ve never seen anybody get under Eddie’s skin so quickly. You have no regard for your own life at all.”

Richie spun around, but there was nobody there. His skin broke out in goosebumps all up and down his arms. His spine tingled as he looked around with a deep frown. “What the fuck-”

“Hi.” The voice said. Directly in front of Richie’s face. Where nobody stood. Richie screamed and stumbled backwards. He collided directly with Bill’s chest, arms coming to wrap around his midsection to keep him standing up-right.

“Relax, relax.” Bill said with laughter in his voice. Eddie was hunched over at his middle, cackling, and everybody else looked close to laughing as well. “It’s just B-B-Ben. He’s invis-vis-visible.”

“He’s...” Richie cleared his throat and pushed away from Bill’s arms and dusted himself off as though it would save his dignity. “Right, of course. I obviously should have assumed that. Invisible boy. Why the fuck not?”

“You guys are freaking him out!” A girl with bright red hair that seemed to glimmer in the low light came into the kitchen with a large, black wine glass in her hands. She smiled at him. “It’s Richie, right? I’m sorry my friends are such insensitive assholes.”

Bill and Mike both had the decency to look ashamed of themselves, while Stan kept his expression annoyingly emotionless and Eddie just rolled his eyes.

“No, it’s okay. I think I’ve got it.” Richie said as he looked at the group of misfit creatures. “Mike is a witch, Eddie is probably a witch too but he’s also a bitch-” Eddie made a loud, offended noise and Mike snorted into his pot of steam. “Ben- wherever he’s standing is the Invisible Man and Stan is like... yeah, I don’t know about that one actually but he’s weird.”

Stan rolled his eyes. “I’m a fae.”

Richie blinked. “That’s not very Halloween-y.”

“This isn’t fucking Halloweentown!” Eddie shouted. He tossed his hands into the air with a deep scowl. “It’s not all mummys and werewolves and Edward Scissorhands!”

“Edward Scissorhands isn’t from-” Richie started but Eddie held up his hand and glared at him. “Okay, okay. And Bill you’re, like just a person, right? Like me and Patty.”

Bill cleared his throat awkwardly and Richie swore he saw Mike tense up. “I, once was. Yeah.” Bill seemed to slowly go transparent before Richie’s eyes, and Richie’s breath caught in his throat. “No so mu-mu-much anymore.”

“Oh, you’re...” Richie felt his cheeks heat up. “You’re a ghost. I’m sorry, man.”

“No, it’s okay.” Bill waved him off. “I’m uh-uh-only a guh-ghost suh-suh-sometimes.”

“Sometimes? How does that work?” Richie asked.

“I’m working on it.” Mike said in a stiff voice and Richie knew to back off quickly.

The girl came over and poured a slick looking black liquid into her wine glass and swished it around before sipping it slowly. “I’m Beverly. I’m a demon.” She turned to him, her eyes dancing with a thick ember. Her hair almost seemed to be fire itself more than human hair. “So, don’t fuck with me.”

“I wasn’t planning on it.“ Richie said simply. “I wasn’t planning on any of this.”

#reddie #reddie fic #my writing #it fanfiction #it fic #richie x eddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #fic gifts #dibot

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sarah-snook · 4 years

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DIANA my biffel. can i get some richiepat with 03 and/or 06???? 🤗

03. you asked me out and I didn’t have time for dating between a full-time course load and my job(s), so I know it’s two semesters later but I’d really like to take you up on that date

06. we always end up eating alone in the school cafeteria at the same time, so when you ask me if you can join me, I’m surprised

anything for you my lovely biffel!!!

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Patty groaned, carelessly dropping her tray of food on the table as she collapsed into the booth in exhaustion. She loved this spot, hidden in the corner of the cafeteria where no one would bother her and she could people watch as she pleased. It was always fun to watch other people interact with each other. Patty smiled, thinking about how nice it would be to actually make friends, to have someone to talk to while she ate. Instead, she sat alone, watching other people around her make friends.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want friends. She yearned to have any sort of connection with someone, to make a friend that she could confide in and rant to. Between classes and her jobs at the campus coffee shop and the 24-hour diner, she barely had enough time to sleep. Patty thought back to the start of her first year of college, when she had been asked out by a cute guy she had her eye on. His name was Richie, and he had the messiest curly hair and a goofy grin that she found adorable as fuck. Not only that, but he was funny as well.

Patty always noticed how he came to eat at the same time she did. She would sit in her little booth as always, and he would sit at a table a couple feet away, facing her. They catch each other looking at one another, exchanging shy smiles here and there. Sometimes he would even raise his glass at her or make funny faces that had her giggling like an idiot. Finally, one day, he had finally come over to talk to her, asking if he could sit with her. She agreed, nodding enthusiastically, excited to have someone she could talk to.

After that day, they sat together, getting to know one another little by little. It was nice, having someone to talk to between her busy schedule. She barely talked to her roommate, missing the opportunity to bond and form a connection with her due to her hectic work schedule, so Patty was happy to have Richie. That is, until one evening, when Richie shyly asked her out on a date. Patty had hated the look on Richie’s face when she had to turn him down. He made a joke about it, attempting to cover up how disappointed he was at being rejected, and they continued to talk as if nothing had happened.

Patty regretted it, hated that she had to say no because of her damn workload. If she had only been able to get that scholarship she needed, she could have more time to herself, to actually have fun and make friends and go on dates with cute boys like Richie. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be, and soon Patty had gotten even busier, and she stopped meeting up with Richie for dinner. They’d never exchanged phone numbers, and after a couple of nights where Patty had to work through dinner, Richie stopped showing up their usual time. She thinks he probably thought she had ghosted him, but really, she hadn’t. He was so sweet and Patty was just so…busy.

Despite the missed opportunity to date a guy that she enjoyed spending time with, Patty appreciated that Richie had attempted to give her space and back off. She knew he probably stopped showing up because he might have thought he was making her uncomfortable, but he hadn’t, and she wished she could see him again.

She sighed as she stuffed her mouth full of pasta, trying to eat as quickly as possible so she could go back to her dorm and start working on her paper that was due soon. After working her ass off for a year and getting good grades, she had finally gotten a scholarship. That meant less work, but it also meant she still had to study hard and keep up her good grades. She looked up, eyes widening as her eyes landed on none other than Richie.

She coughed, dropping her fork to reach for her cup of water and take a sip, as a blush began to spread across her cheeks. ‘I really hope he didn’t notice me almost choke on my food.’ She continued to eat, this time a little slower, as she gathered enough courage to go and talk to him. If she didn’t do it now, who knows when she would have another opportunity to do so. Taking one last sip of water, she stood up, put on her backpack and picked up her tray. Slowly, she made her way over to Richie, smiling nervously at him once he noticed she was walking towards him.

“Hey,” Was all she could say as she stood awkwardly next to his table. “Mind if I sit here?”

“Uh- yeah, yeah sure go ahead!” He responded, sounding just as nervous as she felt.

She smiled again, gently placing her tray on the table and taking a seat. They sat in silence, both of them picking at their food. The silence was beginning to get unbearable and finally, she opened her mouth to say something, anything, but he beat her to it.

“Hey, Patty I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” He said as he adjusted his glasses, a move that she knew meant he was nervous. He had done it when he had first asked her out. “I mean, you know, for asking you out and like creeping you out or whatever.”

“Oh! No! No, Richie I-” She began, stopping to take a deep breath. “Listen, you didn’t-I was just-”

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me,” He said softly with a sad smile. “I just wanted to apologize is all.”

Patty closed her mouth, running a hand through her hair in frustration before deciding it was now or never. “Do you wanna go out on a date?”

Richie snapped his head up, eyes wide as he stared at her in shock. “That-That was not the way I thought this conversation would be going.”

“I really was busy,” she began, reaching over to put a hand over his own. “I think you’re super cute and funny and I want to get to know you better. I just-I had two jobs and was doing a full time course load and-ugh! It really ruined things between us and it sucks because-”

“Patty,” Richie interrupted her, turning his hand in hers to gently squeeze it. “When I said you didn’t have to explain yourself I meant it. My best friend Stan calls me trashmouth and I just wanted to make sure this mouth of mine didn’t get me on your bad side.”

“I love your trash mouth though,” she responded, grinning at him and sending him a wink that had Richie laughing in response.

“Congrats on being the only one to ever say that,” he said as he smiled dopily at her, a look that had her stomach fluttering like crazy.

“Soooo date?” She asked hopefully, giving him her best puppy dog eyes.

“Hell yeah!” he said as he shook his head enthusiastically. “I know this nice place on campus, many people go there and it has a wide selection of food to choose from. Get ready to be wined and dined, I’ll even use one of my guest swipes on you.”

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thestarsaroundyourscars · 5 years

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Hanzier and 'matched in an online chat roulette room.'

Amelia babe thank you for sending me my first hanzier prompt. I love this pairing with my entire heart as you know. I hope you enjoy it.

“Hey Richie where’s your laptop?”

"Over there on my desk why?"

“I have an idea.” Bev said, taking one last sip of wine before setting the glass on Richie's bedside table.

She sat next to Richie on the bed, her legs crossed and the laptop propped up on her lap.

Richie stared curiously at her as she opened the browser and started typing. “Chatroulette? What’s that?”

“It’s a website where you get paired with random people from all over the world so you can, like video chat with strangers." Bev explained. Her words were slightly slurred, the wine already getting to her. Richie had lost count of how many glasses she had already. "I heard Kay talking about it a couple of days ago. I thought we could check it out."

Richie snorted, he'd heard of these sites before but never tried one himself. “You know we’re probably going to be seeing a lot of dicks on this right?”

Beverly shrugged, typing out a username. She tried to type 'richandbev' but in her drunken state ended up with a key smash that looked nothing like their names. “It’s not like either of us have never seen a stranger’s dick before.” She said, nudging Richie with her elbow. “Come on Rich. Let’s have some fun.”

Richie sighed but nodded thinking why the hell not? Bev squealed in excitement, allowing access to the webcam, she sat close to Richie so both of them were visible before clicking the start button.

As if to prove Richie right they got a full view of a man's crotch. Bev squealed in horror, covering Richie's eyes with her hands while he tried to blindly click at the 'next' button.

The screen changed, showing a group of girls, giggling drunkenly and waving at them. Bev giggled along with them. They talked for a while, the girls laughing at Richie's voices and gushing over Bev's hair before moving on. Next they were paired with a guy sitting in front of a piano who started playing and singing 'Twinkle twinkle little star' until Richie clicked the 'next' button while shaking with laughter. They had to skip through a few other dicks and a man dressed as a clown, staring silently and creepily at the camera but other than that they had a good time making their way through a bunch of chats, talking to some but mostly laughing to themselves while drinking.

After a while Bev passed out on Richie's shoulder after drinking more than she could handle. Richie removed the laptop from her lap and repositioned her so that she was lying down before covering her with a blanket.

“That's cute.” A voice said and he almost fell from the bed in surprise.

“Jesus fucking christ!” He cursed, looking around for the source of that sound. He heard a laugh coming from his laptop, sitting at the end of the bed and realized that he never signed out from the website and that he had been paired up with a new stranger while tucking Bev in. “Shit sorry I didn’t realize this was still on, hi.”

"Hi."

He settled once again with his back against the headboard, the laptop sitting on his lap. The man on his screen was staring curiously at him and Richie had to stop his jaw from falling open.

He was hot. Really fucking hot.

Not one to keep his mouth shut and because he had spent the entire night drinking, he blurted out, “Fuck you’re hot.”

The man let out a hearty amused laugh that went straight to Richie’s gut. He stared (ogled) at him while he laughed, taking in his dark skin, bright smile, broad shoulders and his arms. God, his arms, they looked like they were going to rip through his shirt at any moment. Richie would like that very much. “I don’t think your girlfriend would appreciate you hitting on me when she’s right there.”

“My girlfriend? Oh you mean Bev?” Richie asked, pointing the camera to where Bev was bundled up in her blanket, snoring lightly. “She’s not my girlfriend, we're best friends. I'm very much single. And gay. So fucking gay. Especially right now." Richie said, then he scrunched up his nose. "That's- that was probably the most information I've given a stranger online."

The man chuckled. "I'm flattered. I guess it's only fair that I return the favor." He said, Richie raised his eyebrows. "I'm also single. And bi." He said with a playful smirk that made Richie bite his lip. "And my name is Mike."

"I'm Richie."

"Richie." Mike repeated the name. "Tell me Rich do you come here often?"

Richie chuckled, reaching up to adjust his glasses. "No, I'm a chatroulette virgin. I- Bev and I were drinking and she wanted to give it a try but then she passed out. What about you, man?"

"A friend told me about this site and I figured it couldn't hurt to check it out."

"How you liking it so far?"

The guy shrugged his shoulders -his big, broad shoulders- leaning back on his chair. "Well, I saw more dicks than I expected. But I also had a very deep, very interesting conversation with a guy in a full Spiderman costume."

"Ah you got lucky man. All we got was a guy dressed like a creepy clown." Richie said with a shudder.

"Then a couple of girls ask me to take my shirt off for them."

Richie's eyes widened, before running them up and down Mike's torso, picturing it without a shirt. "And did you- did you do it?"

Mike blushed, shaking his head. "No, man. I'm not that easy.

Richie clicked his tongue. "Damn. And here I was hoping to get a free show." He laughed.

Mike smirked, shaking his head at him. "Then I got paired with this guy. Kinda nerdy. Cute. Sexy. With pretty blue eyes-"

Richie let out a snort, feeling a pang of jealousy. "Oh yeah? Why did you click through him then?"

"I didn't." Mike said, giving Richie a pointed look.

Richie's breath caught in his throat, eyes widening behind his glasses. "Oh. Oh. I'm the- right got it." He laughed nervously, feeling his cheeks turn red and hoping it wasn't that visible through the camera. But he wasn't so lucky.

"Are you blushing? Did I make you blush?"

Richie spluttered, reaching up to adjust his glasses. Again. Just to have something to do with his hands. "No!" He lied with a snort. "I've been- drinking. All night. That's it." Mike smirked at him, unconvinced. "Fine yes I am. Shut up! You're just- you're really hot okay?"

"Yeah you said that."

"Yeah well it bears repeating." Richie ran a hand through his hair. "Let's just- can we talk about something else?"

"What do you want to talk about?"

Richie bit on his bottom lip but before he had to rack his brain for a subject, he heard a bark coming from the computer and his eyes lit up. "Fucking shit! Please tell me that's a dog."

"Yeah his name is Mr. Chips, do you want to-"

"Fuck yes! Show it to me Mike!"

Mike's eyes crinkled with amusement. "Are we still talking about the dog?"

Richie let out a snort, covering his mouth with his hands when he felt Bev shift next to him. "I'll be happy with anything you want to show me Mike." He said with a wink. "I really wanna see the dog though."

"Maybe later then." Mike said with a wink of his own, making Richie bite down on his lip. "I'll be right back."

Mike came back with a dog and Richie gushed over him. Mr. Chips sat on Mike's lap while they talked -and heavily flirted- some more. About friends, about school, what they wanted to do when the graduated.

The had been talking for almost two hours when Mike asked where Richie lived. He was reminded that this web site paired you up with strangers from all over the world. Meaning Mike could very well be in another country, maybe even another continent. Which was depressing. He really liked Mike.

"Just a shitty old town called Derry."

Mike frowned. "Derry as in Derry, Maine?"

"You've heard of it?" Richie asked surprised, he hadn't expected Mike to know the name of his town. No one did.

"Richie I live in-"

But before Mike could tell him where he lived, the screen went black before a small window popped up telling Richie that his Internet connection was lost.

"Fuck! Not now. No no no no. Mike?" Richie clicked on the screen repeatedly, anxiously but Mike's face was gone. "No, come on you stupid website. Show me Mike. Fuck!"

He refreshed the page and the website appeared again but this time the person on the screen wasn't Mike but a random stranger. He clicked through. And again. And again. Hoping to get Mike again but he knew the odds were slim if not non existent.

Richie let out a frustrated groan, closing the laptop hard enough to startle Bev.

"Rich. What is it?" She asked, voice slurred with sleep. "Who's Mike?"

Richie sighed. "Just the love of my life."

"What?"

"Nothing. Just go back to sleep Bev."

"M'kay. G'night."

"Yeah goodnight." Richie laid down next to her, closing his eyes and cursing that stupid website under his breath until he fell asleep.

Mike totally lives in Derry, Richie just didn’t get a chance to find out.

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finding-the-daylight · 4 years

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Today has been a very stressful day, so guess wtf time it is? Drunk Breaking Dawn Pt. 1. Here is what I soberly remember of the movie (I have not watched it since BD2 came out):

1. There’s a wedding.

2. There’s a honeymoon.

3. There’s swimming in the ocean.

4. There’s an accidental pregnancy.

5. The baby almost kills Bella.

6. The canon incident that we all hate happens.

7. The Volturi evilly laugh.

Same as Eclipse, my drunken narration of the movie will be below the break.

A brief intro statement, I was 100% sober and just beginning to drink at the beginning of the Eclipse post and progressively got more drunk. For BD1, I’m throwing back before I even start watching this shit show.

- I love the effects of the intro. it’s very calming. THe putting away childish things quote is literally a Bible verse. I hate that Stpehen appropriated Quileute culture, Christian culture, and every culture. I know she’s mormon but sitll. THis shit feels real appropriated.

- Idk why rennee is all happy. she never gave a shit before.

- OMG ALICE TEHCING BELLA TO WALK IN HEELS IS THE CUTEST ICRY.

- carlisle carryign the bench is literally the hottest hting i’ve ever seen fck

- lowkey kinda creeprd out because she’s literally sacrificing her humanity to marry this deud she’s known for like a year but everyone other than jacob is super supportive

- damn she’s looking @ this dreamcatcher and it’s making me sad but tbh that shit probably caused half her nightmares because she’s not native so sleep paralysis (if you know you know).

- DAMN EDWAD RELALY JUST ADMITTED HE’S BEEN A VIRGING FOR OVER 100 YEARS WHAT AB RAVE MAN WE STAN

- BUT FOR REAL WHY IS NO ONE FREAKING TF OUT THAT SHE’S LITERALLY BEGGING TO DIE FOR THIUS DUE?

- he just todl her hes killed people and explained it and it didn’t work she’s still down to clown with this vapire emo boi

- HOW HE’S SMILTING @ HR WTF I AM SO ALONEEEE

- i just wama ne im loved amd ne loved in retun plz

- this dream sequence is awful also fck the volturi is til hate that they never overthrew that crabbyass monarchy bullshit they were powerful enough

- i just wanna be like rosalie when i greow up

- charlie knew shit was off when he saw those crapsk

- why the HELL is renen actin liks she cares? bitch go the fuck back home

- jessica is the only one with any damn common sense in this whole series talking about they’re too fucking young for this shitt bitch true and itm akes sene now why she was the valedictioajrn

- SLEEPING AT LAST IS THT GROUP IDK IF YALL HAVE HEARD ANY OF HTEIR OTHER STUFF BUT THEY’RE AMAIZNG AND I USED TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP # THAT SHIT

- damn id’ be fuckign panicking too your lfie is over hoe

- stpeheen sto pwiht your racist ass smiling its offensive

- CHARLIE FUCKING DEWEVRE BETTER SOMEONE LOVE HIM PLEASR

- this wedding is gorgoeus though i live for hte fuckj g aestiec

- OH MY GORD THE PROM SONGGGGGGGG FCK ME RIGHT IN THE EMO

- IT JUST HIT ME WHN THEY WRE LOOKI @ EACH OTHERS EYES THIS BTCH REALLY MARYING AN UNDRSF VAMPIRE HOE this shit is horryighn why was i not scare?

- carlisle is the love of y life

- sth is a lil ray of sunishen

- i just reaized howd fucked it is that sue and chalrie are starng to catch feelz ut sue knows his daughter is funckugn off with a unded vamp emo iboi

- OMG I FCUKING HATE STEPHENE RACIST ASS I LEGIT MADE AP OST EARLIER SYAING LAURENT WANTED TO DO THE RIGHT THING ANDWOUVLEBE BEND A VEGETATIAN BITCH AND IRENEA CONFIRMED FCK THIS SHIT IM OUT ANG ANGRY

- charlie is gget ing drunk as hell my spiritn animel

- jesica is smart and beautiful she needs t os stop being jealous and petty know ya wotht girlie you got itl

- I SWEAR WHEN IGET MARRIED OSMEDAY IF ANYONE GIVES A SPEECH LIKE THIS I WILL PERSONALLY DRAGT HER ASS OUT.

- edwar lves her so much fck im all alone\

- how haoph hacob is when they hig i hate canonn they were best friends fc,

- jacob stay the fck outta her sex life she;s been wanting this for ad dman year fkc steohe let them jsut befriend

- steh is so swert but e is a chidl fck the is reacist plot bulshit

- CHARLIE DESEVRD BETTR FCK THIS PLOT FOR REAL I HAE CANON

- bela looks os ad she knows it’s goodbye but edward’s family is all smiling because they have her now hwat fthe ckc

- jac0bs cryng my heart brke

- i love bineg dunk

- the scene isn rio is my faorite isn any of the movies eveyrhting looks warm and happy

- this bich can drive ab oat too damn he can just fod evryhin cant he

- CARLISLE BOUGHT A WHOEL DAMN ISALND FOR HIS WIFE AND I CANT ECVE GET A TEXT BACK?

- deis this honeymon scene make anuone else unconmfy becuae same

- marying a vampire would be horrying af but also hot af and good af becuase htye oculd love so much and protect you from everythign fck 1-/10 woukd efeel safe

- bwll gaving a panic attakc ism e anyt tinme i try talking to an attractive man

- slepeign at last fckign ti up agin bit ch theis m yshit

- when he said it was the best night i cred

- tstoehe added the chess game like this shit is a hoje but i would love to play chess on my honemodn idk how uut i want a man to each me but not mansplin

- WHY THE FUCJ AR THEY SO CTE ON THIS AMN HONEYMOON?

- i know i sadn it was horryig but i want a hotass vamp emo boi husband plas

- damn jacob is being too emo she aint really gonan be ded for ever youll see her agianb itch

- ‘CULLENS ARE NOT A DNAGER TO THE TOWN OR TRUBE” BITCH IB EG TO FUCKIN DIFFER THIS SHIT BIOLOGICAL WARDARE RACIST ASS STPEHEN WRITING THIS FUCKING BULLTSIT

- ‘NONE OF THEM BELONG TO THEMSEVLES ANYGMROE” - SOMEONE SAID IT BITCH THSI SHIT IS FUCKRE IP

- i fucking hates these vamp racist bitches but i want a nonracist va,p husband bitch thus hot afck

- how tf does she not know shes rpegr yet eatin this weid ass shit?

- THESE FKERS BEEN AROUND FOR CENTURIES TLAKING BOU IDK IF ITS VEEN POSSIBEL BTICH YU SHOULD FUCKUGN KNO BY NOW

- ROVERT SPOEAKIN G PORTGUEVE IS SO KING ATRACTIV

- poor bella her life chaned so uqick and she[s soc scared fck dcnaon

- POOR CHARLIE I HATE THIS HE DESERVES TO BE LOVED AND TURTH TOLD

- ROSALEI IS THE EST

- “YOU LOOK TERRBLE’ THIS IS THE FRIENDHSOP WE WANT WHYT THE FCK DOES FOPSTHE RUIN EALL THIS SHIT

- CARLISE IS FUNCIGJ HOT

- LIRALY BITCH I JUST WNAT A PURE FIRENDHSIP WUTH JACOB AND BELLA ITS WHAT THEY DESERVE FJC CAON

- this montage is turopy a f when youre drunk waht the helc por jake thugh

- im sorry but i;n laughign my ass off at these fuckugn wolf vocie overs lmaoooo this shit hilarious

- SETH HAS SUCH A PURE HEART WHTY TF DID SPTEHEH RUIB HUS FUCJING CHILDHOOD BULTHIST

- WHY IS EVEYRIJE BSUCG AFUCKUGN BUTCG TO LEAH???? SHE DESEVRED THE FUCKING WORLD STPEHEN IS A RACISHT BITCHHHHHH

- calisbe is fos unicngn hot

- i just reaized robert is like the best fuckugn actor like this diolaguge is wha k as fuck btu he’s acitng all emo boi oscar worhty shti

- they realy had her fuckin drink blodo i hate cannjnonnn

- ifelel the same as kaje watchign this

- but carlisle’s prety face made it all fuckig hetter

- FUCKRT HIS SHTI CHARLIE DESERVED BETTER HE’S THE BEST DAD FCK CANO NFUCK STEPRHNE

- okay ut id is cute as fkc whe nedward hears the baby

- esme and calrisle wilougn to risk their lives for bella i cryi

- fkc i really do hate cnaon because jake is acting liek an adult now and trying to do the honrble thig bue he should be a hpaoy chidl

- resnemsien is a ficking ridjcils name and we all fuckj nnew

- i ahte this part i’n bot even wathcing this shit rgros me rout

- WHY THDID FUCK DID THIS BITCH HAVE A FUKCUNG SYRINGE OG VENOM LAYING AORUND? HOE!?!?!

- literlaiy fuick the dynamics of this whole moty hfknfucjg storyline plot bitch

- LEAH AND STHE DESERVERD BETTER

- SO DID JACOB

- SO DID ALL THE WOLFPAKC STPEHEN IS A RACIST AS SHOE

- aw hell here the fucks we hgo with theu ickgn im************** bulshit i ghate cnaojn canon can suck ad ick

- YES BILLY DEFEND YOUR CHIDL

- rosalie is literally perfect when cnai b ehr

- im real glad im drunk rin now because ioculd nto sit throguh this shit sober

- imp&******* is the worst plotline fkc]

- bit iamgiben falling alseo lookin gsick and waking up fhot as uck goals

- this sogn making me cry literlalu imcruing ims o alone lmao

- rheye really ended htoe move wirh red eyws lmaoooo

- hodl the fick up a damn minute stpeehebn producre htis cufkcng shit?

- now heres the hoes iv’ve been waiting on burnt the monarch fuckwits i hate thes epompis fuckers

- OVERTURBR THESE FUCKSERS THEY HAVE TIOO MUCH POWR

CARLISR COULD FUCKING D OI T I HATE CNAON BRING THE VAMPIRE DECONOARCY

- OOHG BRUNNO MARS BRINGNG THE FUCKING SIMPSSHOES ANTHM I NEEDLOVE IT

#Twilight #Twilight renaissance #Breaking Dawn #Breaking Dawn Part One #Breaking Dawn review #simp ass hoes #simp ass hoes fandom #we hate canon #WE HATE CANON HERE

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smellycinnamonthundahfudge · 4 years

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awww thanks for the tag @tare8chan :’D)) <333

(i yet again changed the format cus im just so effing chatty it was such an eye sore hahahaha im sorrrsss)

stars or clouds (universe, right??)

tony stark or steve rogers (I WILL NEVER CHOOSE. NO ONE CAN MAKE ME. ALSO, NAT IS THE CLEAR CHOICE)

buzzfeed unsolved or buzzfeed worth it (i’ve only seen unsolved so kinda wins by default haha)

lavender or rose (haven’t really seen lavender irl, cant recall much bout it, roses are nice enough, famous at least, plus a cool plot thing in beauty & the beast haha)

chocolate or vanilla (my sis says vanilla’s barely a flavor n i kinda agree haha)

latte or americano (if americano’s just a shot of pure coffee then yeah the one that’s sweeter please haha)

police procedural shows or hospital shows (this is tough since i watch both but i think im more partial to hospital cus grey’s anatomy owns me hahaha)

fast zombies or slow zombies (they’re more exciting, aren’t they?)

modern films or classic films (more accessible, relatable, and DIVERSE WHOO BB wanna see em asians yalls)

musicals or plays (havent seen a play but even then, i think musicals would still win. music’s my soft spot haha)

hamilton or in the heights (I HAVENT LISTENED/SEEN IN THE HEIGHTS YET EVEN THO I RLLY WANT TO, PLS DONT JUDGE ME HAHA. but tbh i havent completely seen hamilton either, just repeatedly listened to my shot and watched a medley performance tbh so hamilton just wins by default cus i dont know anything bout ith aside from general theme/setting, lin manuel miranda’s involvement in it, and the trailer for the film)

blue lightsaber or green lightsaber (oof tough choice, but as much as i love yoda and his iconically green lightsaber, i gotta go w/ our protagonists’ light saber color, luke and leia’s blue :’’’))

hats or headbands (HATS ARE SO HOT ON UR HEAD AND I ALREADY HAVE THICK HAIR IN A TROPICAL COUNTRY)

queen or elton john (this hurt me sm. elton, i love ur song, the lion king, u in general, and ur biopic film... but queen is too damn powerful and catchy, im so sorry)

multicolored lights or white lights (just funner)

pastels or neons (if it isnt obvious, kinda got this messy chaotic vibe going with me, sooo yeaahh light it up bb hahaha)

flowers or succulents (im sorry cacti, flowers just so prettyyy thoo, im only human :’>>)

log cabin or hotel (they’re nice n clean n air conditioned and all but if imma travel, why not go straight to nature and feel the ambience of it all yknow? kinda missing nature rn. plus havent been to a log cabin yet so here’s hopin heh)

sprinkles or cookie crumbs (i used to like sprinkles till i realized they were basically just colored sugar. COOKIES ALL THE WAY BB)

ghosts or aliens (space n universe exploration yaalllss, righhtt??)

single book or book series (oof this is kinda tough, kinda like the one shot/multi chapter choice haha. a series is more fulfilling but a single’s easier and unfortunately i havent actually finished a series yet so yeah let’s go single. they’ve still made me cry so i cant complain haha)

library or bookstore (yes, you can actually sit in a library all cold n cozy in beautiful silence buuttt the bookstore has a better, more recent selection so it’s joyfully reading with aching legs for this gall whooo)

brunch or dinner (my fam n i are night owls. who even keeps track of time? if bfast is ur first meal of the day, i’ve eaten it at literally everytime. night time is the one consistent time of the day we’ve all eaten something)

snow or leaves (aawww saammeee ughh the the asians who dont have snow, i cryy :’<<)

jean jacket or leather jacket (altho i kinda feel like jean jackets are comfier (leather in a tropical country, hoowww would i even??), since i dont have an actually wearable leather jacket and the AESTHETIC of it has just been forever ingrained in me, i am just dyyinngg to be able to wear one)

tea cup or mug (isn’t cupping ur hands around it all warm n cozys as u take a nice hot sip and blow on it just so nice??)

galaxies or constellations (UNIVERSE, RIGHTT?? also, constellations are just more stuff i dont have energy to learn hahaha)

yaaaayyy im tagging @fangirltrash1312, @justaleapoffaith, @secretlifeofacloud, @kjwolf31, @nicehandsfeet, and @parallelmarvel since i appreciate ya taggin me, thought id return the favor heh :’> stay safe yallsss peacceee <3333

#<3 #jazzessments

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maddiemccarthy · 4 years

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WHO: Madison & baby Gabe & Puck @thepuckrmn

WHAT: Puck meets his half-nephew and “breaks up” with Madison

WHERE: Puck’s Tattoo Shop

WHEN: Thursday 1.9, afternoon

WARNINGS: None (except my heart kinda broke??)

Madison had second thoughts about doing this. Puck had obviously lied about his schedule to keep her away for a reason. A poor reason, in her mind. And yes maybe she had suggested they change their dynamic a little, but that didn’t negate that she counted him as a friend, cared about him. And it certainly didn’t mean she hated him. So, no, she was calling bullshit. With her arm hooked through Gabe’s carrier, Madison pulled open the door to Puck’s shop, listening to the beep of the alarm monitor as she entered. She glanced around the quiet space, eyes flitting to his work station where there was not, in fact, a marathon session going on and instead an empty chair. When she saw Puck stick his head out from the back room, she pursed her lips and sighed. “Busted.”

It was a slow Thursday so he had let his staff go out for lunch. Puck settled in at his desk in the back room and worked on inventory orders for the new year. He was wrapped up with crunching numbers in his head that he barely heard the front door monitor go off. Curious as to who is was, Puck pushed back from the desk and peaked out into the main room. “Yo can I help…” he drifted off once he noticed who it was. Fuck. Groaning to himself, he stood up and made his way to the front of the studio. He wasn’t expecting her to show up, hoping that she would’ve just taken his bullshit excuse and rolled with it. Puck stopped in front of her, keeping his distance, and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes glanced down at the carrier and back up at her. “What are you doing here?”

"Calling your bluff," she stated simply, "guess if you want to fake fill a schedule you should fill your appointment setter in next time." Madison didn't really care if she couldn't use the same resource again. If she had to guess, Puck wouldn't use the same lame excuse twice anyway. She watched him for a moment, trying to judge how he was feeling about her being there. It didn't look overly positive. "Or if you don't want to see me, you could just be a grown-up and say so."

Puck had nothing to say back to her response. She completely called him out on his bullshit and he knew it. Sighing, he dropped his arms from his chest and motioned for her to follow him into the back room. He pointed at one of the leather couches. “Sit. You shouldn’t be pushing yourself.” Puck walked over to the employee fridge and grabbed couple of water bottles. He dropped into his desk chair and rolled over to the couch, holding one of the water bottles out as a peace offering. “You know why I cancelled. I’m doing what you want, Madison. None of this was my idea.”

Taking his direction, Madison settled on the couch and rested the carrier next to her. She took a moment to check on Gabe, still snoozing even as she pulled the extra blanket away that kept him from the cool air outside. Sure he was content, her focus switched back to Puck then, taking the bottle and simply playing with it in her hands. "When did I say not seeing you was what I wanted?" Madison challenged, even if she knew what he meant ran deeper than just her not coming by the shop. "Different doesn't have to mean nothing, you know."

Puck rolled his eyes at her response. “Look. I’m not gonna shit talk your boyfriend. As much as I want to. I still think you deserve better but that doesn’t matter anymore.” He ran an agitated hand through his hair and leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “Different does have to mean nothing in our case. You know it’s true. We could be talking about the fucking weather and somehow that conversation will turn into more than just weather. I’ll take the blame. It’s really hard not to be myself around you. But I feel like even if we actually did just talk about boring shit like the weather…Ben still wouldn’t be cool with it. Because it’s me. And I don’t know if you’ve noticed…but he hates me,” Puck muttered as he kept his focus on the water bottle in his hands. “The kid’s cute,” he simply added.

Madison tapped against the cap of the bottle as she listened, hating that he had a point and even more that he was probably right. "He doesn't hate you," she insisted to start, "and don't worry, I don't have I-love-Ben blinders on that make me oblivious to how often he's mad at you. You just happen to be a part of every one of his insecurities. The Puckerman bloodline - because even before me and before Peyton and anything else, you know you weren't exactly exuding brotherly love to him. And then there's Peyton who found her confidence to tell Ben a lot of hard truths he needed to hear, but not until after you. And now she wants to move to the place you want to be in the future..." she trailed off for a moment, and took a breath. "And then me. He won't even acknowledge that I played a part in this, and I did even if you take the blame. And maybe I didn't come clean, but it's a two-way street, Puck, and you know it. Playing hard to get with you isn't any different then you offering to stuff my hatchback. But I can't just not do things in my life because he doesn't approve? Okay, maybe try to not turn a conversation about the weather into... not the weather, but I shouldn't have to cut people out of my life just to be with him. And I won't, either." Madison kept her gaze on him, as if maybe she'd catch his eye if he stopped finding the water bottle so interesting. "You can meet him for real, if you want. That was the entire original purpose of me coming here."

“Peyton being honest with Ben had nothing to do with me. She was just finally tired of his bullshit. Her moving to LA maybe have a little to do with me but she wanted to move to a bigger city in general for her career. Ben needs to stop blaming me every time someone in his life goes wrong. I don’t even want to be his brother. I was fine with it being just me and my sister.” Puck leaned back in his chair away from her as she started to talk about her role in the situation. Sighing, he stared up at the ceiling of his studio. He knew it wasn’t as simple as she was trying to make it out to be. “I know myself. And I know me and you together. I don’t want you to end up having to deal with his mood swings again because of me. I’ve already caused enough shit in people’s life. So us not talking or hanging out might be the best route to go.” He reluctantly shifted his gaze to her for a second before immediately looking over at the baby. Getting up, he walked over and knelt down in front of the carrier to get a closer look at Gabe. “I don’t wanna disturb him,” he said softly.

"Timing is everything," Madison pointed out, and maybe it meant more than just the circumstances they were talking about. She knew Puck wasn't the cause of anything Ben had dealt with in the last few months, but cause and uninvolved were two drastically different things. But that wasn't a point she felt the need to argue. "It's not just you and your sister though," she reminded, even if it wasn't her place. But then again, what did they know about boundaries? "And that's not your fault and you don't have to be his brother the way you are Sarah's. But he grew up with the same last name and the same reputation following him around. Even if he didn't have the time with your dad that you did." He sounded like a broken record, and Madison was getting frustrated. "Us not talking is still causing shit in my life too, you know. Just because it makes Ben happy doesn't mean it makes me happy. I'm not out here trying to write people out of my life," she told him, her voice softening slightly because more than frustrated that idea made her sad. She shifted in her seat, reached to click back the handle of the carrier to unobstruct his view. "He's been out for a little bit, seems to be one of those kids soothed by car rides," Madison explained, "wouldn't hurt him if he woke up. Would actually be pretty rude to sleep through a whole meet and greet," she joked.

“I didn’t even know the dude existed until a couple of months ago, Madison. It was just me and Sarah in Chicago. How was I supposed to know my dad was sticking his dick in 500 other people up and down the east coast? I owe Ben shit. The Puckerman last name isn’t a binding contract.” He noticed the shift in the tone of her voice and glanced up at her for a moment. “You’ll get over it. Someone else will pick up my role of flirting with you. I mean look at you. You’re beautiful. It’s like impossible not to flirt with you. Someone who doesn’t drive your boyfriend up a wall. It’ll work out in the end,” he said as he placed his hand on her knee for a moment. And he meant it. It was his own weird way of trying to make things better for Madison. Taking his hand away, Puck returned his attention to the tiny human in front of him. “So I’m not gonna lie…I haven’t held a newborn in literally 10 years. So you’re gonna have to coach me through this. And the minute he starts crying I’m out.”

"All I'm saying is if you two would stop ripping into each other, and I know that may be even more him than it is you... at least to each other's face, you might find out you have something in common," Madison pointed out, but put her hands up in a move to forfeit any further argument. He was set on cutting them off, but she wasn't going to give him reason to push her away. "It's not just flirting and you know it," she insisted. "Just flirting doesn't bring me tacos when I'm about to pop with this little guy. Just flirting doesn't talk about feelings over Hanukkah flowers, even though I swear I've mostly forgotten about that incident. Mostly." She bit her lips together, glancing from his hand to his face and back again, before letting the focus move to her son. She made quick work of the buckles and gingerly picked him up. The baby stirred a little, and Madison cooed at him quietly. "No crying, I got it," she nodded, moving to pass Gabe over to his uncle... half-uncle. "Just support his head," she told him, "and no sudden movements."

“If him and I have anything in common, please fucking kill me.” It was moments like these where Puck seriously considered legally changing his last name. He smirked softly as she described all the other stuff he did with her. “Just flirting does buy you a vibrator though. All that other stuff…I did because I was in love with you obviously,” he said with a shrug. Puck adjusted his position as she passed Gabe over to him. “Hey, lil dude.” Carefully cradling the tiny baby in his arms, he fell silent as he stared down at his half-nephew. Puck tried to focus on the differences. The baby in his arms was a boy. It wasn’t his. He was in his shop. There were tattoos all over his arms. But all Puck could really see was the bright white hospital room. His baby girl in his high school arms. And all those feelings came rushing back. Puck stayed silent as he battled back the sadness. After what felt like forever, he finally snapped out of his trance when Gabe started squirming in his arms. “Nice work, Madison. Kid’s gonna be a lil heartbreaker.”

Madison took a deep breath, scowling at his comment, but otherwise letting it slide. "In your defense, when you bought that vibrator I was a completely single woman so it was allowed and much appreciated," she pointed out, matter-of-factly, then teased, "was in love? Or is that why you couldn't actually kick me out when I surprised you here?" She stayed quiet as she watched Puck with her son, a softness over him that Madison didn't recognize. Babies really did seem to bring out a different side in people. "Thanks, must be that Puckerman blood in him," she said with a half smile.

“Should’ve taken matters into my own hands. Never send a vibrator to do Puck’s job. Things would be a hella lot different if I did.” Puck smirked at her comment about him being in love and simply shrugged in response. He tickled Gabe’s stomach softly with his finger. “Nah. He won’t be that kind of heartbreaker. We don’t need anymore Puckerman-like dudes in the world. Ain’t that right, Fleetwood? You’re gonna be a McCarthy through and through.” Puck carefully moved to take a seat on the couch next to Madison. “How has it been? Being a mom?…Are you happy?”

“Better different?” Madison challenged, not sure she believed it would be. She sighed quietly, honestly hoping he was right. In love with Ben and friends with Puck or not, there was something about a Puckerman she hope Gabe didn’t inherit and maybe it was deeper than just a last name. Puck didn’t have to accept he had similarities with Ben for it to be true. Madison chuckled at the mention of Fleetwood, rolling her eyes fondly but not bothering to correct him. “It’s a lot,” she admitted, shifting a little to keep her eyes on the boys now beside her. “But look at him,” Madison commented, her hand coming up to brush over the top of Gabe’s head. “How could I not be happy?”

Puck nodded at her response. He knew that raising a newborn was no easy feat. “I’m sure Ben is being all super dad though. So at least you’re not doing it alone.” He carefully shifted Gabe in his arms so he could get a better look at his face. “It’s crazy to think that he was inside of you like literally 10 days ago. Wild,” he commented before handing the baby back to Madison. Hesitating for a moment, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. “I’m happy for you, McCarthy,” he muttered as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Puck pulled away and stood up off the couch. “Now get the hell outta here and go get some rest.”

“He’s really good with him. Hasn’t complained about diaper duty yet,” Madison recalled with a chuckle, but ultimately Ben did deserve the good dad credit. She took Gabe back with an exaggerated smile directed at the infant. “Eight days of freedom,” she said in agreement, but her voice verged on baby talk as she cradled him. Madison sighed contentedly when he pulled her in, leaning her head briefly against his shoulder in reciprocation of the gesture. “Thanks, Puck.” She took a moment to situate Gabe back into carrier and ready to go outside before standing up. “Don’t be a stranger, okay? The kid is clearly crazy about half-uncle Puck.”

#askmepara #puckrmn #para: all #puck: all #puck: para #puck: 002 #//this is the potential break up song... please just admit you're wrong...

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Mixup (E. Schuyler x Reader)

a/n: this one this one gets a little steamy ;) but not completely

requests: Hi there! Prompt: Eliza being best friends and also head over-heels in love with the reader, and the hamilsquad knows this so they try to make Eliza jealous so she finally confesses her love.

Hello, can I ask for a drabble sentence but you make it a fic instead of a short drabble.. only if you want of course. The sentence is “Hold still”... the pairing is eliza x reader.

word count: 1,976 words

"Do you think I should go on a date with that guy?" You ask as you pop a pretzel in your mouth.

Peggy turned to you, "I don't know (Y/N) that's completely your choi-YES!" She interrupted herself as she got first place on mario kart.

"Personally," Angelica started as she stole a pretzel from you.

"Hey!"

She rolled her eyes, "Personally I think you should go. You haven't been on a date in forever." She groaned as she tossed her head back.

You nodded and turned around to look at your best friend out of the three sisters.

"Eliza how 'bout you?" You asked with a smile.

She was spacing out, not hearing a word you said as she stared at you.

"Eliza?" You sung.

She snapped her head up and blushed, "Y-yeah (Y/N) sure!"

In truth Eliza had no idea what you and her sisters were talking about, she just didn't want to get caught staring at your gorgeous face.

Your head tilted to the side at her answer.

"You really think I should go out with that guy?"

Her eyes widened, "Um what?"

You giggled and opened your mouth to repeat what you said when you were interrupted by a text.

hey i was wondering if you wanted to go out friday night..?

"Oh never mind, Eliza. I'm just gonna go on a date with someone."

You looked up and saw Angelica and Peggy grinning brightly at you while was just Eliza weakly smiling.

"You ok 'Liza?" You asked concerned.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine! I just realized we have a dinner with our father tonight and we really should be going!" She stammered as she quickly grabbed her sisters and starting walking out the door.

Peggy started complaining about wanting to finish her game while Angelica was grinning madly at Eliza.

"Oh! Well let me walk you ou-"

"No need for that (Y/N)! Have fun on your date!" And with that she closed the door.

You closed your open mouth and slowly sat on your couch, thinking how odd your best friend was acting.

In all honestly you've had the largest crush on her ever since you became friends, but you always thought she had a thing for Alexander Hamilton, the writer who went to school with all of you. They've been good friends but lately they have started hanging out together more and whenever you asked them what they were talking about, they would blush and stammer out an excuse.

So you kept your mouth shut about your crush on Eliza.

You looked down at the unanswered text and bit your lip. Angelica was right, you haven't been on a date in the longest time because of your infatuation.

You took a deep breath.

But you needed to get over her, she clearly didn't like you.

You opens up the messaging app and quickly typed a reply.

"Eliza what the hell was that?" Angelica asked as they sat in the car.

"I'm so stupid!" She mumbled as she held her face in her hands.

Angelica chuckled and reached over to hug her sister, "It wasn't that bad..."

Peggy piped up from the back seat, "No, it was pretty bad and pretty obvious."

Angelica shushed her while Eliza groaned.

"She's never gonna like me..." Eliza said sadly as Angelica started up the car.

Her sisters looked sympathetically at her before driving off.

They were almost home when Eliza spoke up, "Can you drop me off at Alex's? I need to talk to him."

Alex and Eliza were both leaning on each other surrounded by empty cartons of ice cream when Eliza felt her phone vibrate.

It turned out that both Eliza and Alex's crushes were going on dates and they decided to "mourn" by watching disney movies and cryi- i mean talking about their feelings.

Alex stood up and walked into the kitchen to get more ice cream while Eliza read the text.

From: Angie hey (y/n) needs some help with doing her makeup for her date and i'm really busy! can u go do it pls???

Eliza furrowed her eyebrows and wondered why (Y/N) didn't ask her first. She replied with a simple yes and grabbed her keys. Before walking out the door she yelled goodbye to Alex and made her way out the door.

She opened the door to your apartment with her spare key and looked around to see if you were anywhere. You weren't to be seen so she figured that you were most likely in your bedroom getting ready.

She opened the door your bedroom to see it was empty and put her stuff down while looking around, wondering where you were before finally she heard music from your bathroom door.

Eliza gently pushed it open and saw that you were only wearing leggings and a bra while doing your makeup.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed as she slammed the door close.

You jumped at the sudden sound which accidentally made you create a huge smear on your face from your lipstick.

You opened the door to see Eliza blushing while holding her face.

"Eliza what are you doing here?" She giggled. "And you don't have to be so embarrassed! You just scared me a bit."

Eliza was silent and peeked through her fingers. She squeaked again when she saw you were still topless.

You rolled your eyes, "Eliza it's ok."

You reached out and slowly plucked her fingers from her red face, "There you go, 'Liza."

She blushed even harder at the nickname and looked down at her feet as she felt butterflies spur in her stomach.

"I-I'm sorry for barging in, but I came over as soon as Angelica texted me that you needed me to help you get ready." She replied softly.

You tilted your head to the side and furrowed your eyebrows.

"'Liza I never texted Angie."

Eliza's eyes widened as this and her mind starting running a mile a minute as to why her sister would text her something wrong.

You shrugged and led Eliza in, telling her that it was ok and she can still help you.

"Can you do my makeup then? It's bit messed up," you asked as Eliza giggled when you pointed to you Joker-like smear on your face. "You do makeup so much better than me."

She nodded and looked at all of your supplies while you wiped off your previous work.

Eliza always loved doing your makeup, not only did it give her an excuse to touch your face, but you guys always had fun while doing it. This time was a bit different as you are going on a date, which saddened her.

She started with foundation and moved onto your eyeshadow, deciding to do a nice smokey eye with winged eyeliner. She contoured your face, put highlighter and blush on, and lined your eyebrows. The last thing she needed to do was you lipstick.

"What color do you want, (Y/N)?" She asked

"Red, I wanna look good." You said with a wink.

Eliza blushed and quickly grabbed your red lipstick.

"Ok (Y/N), hold still..." She whispered as she knelt towards you to get closer to your lips.

Eliza was used to doing other people's makeup, so she quickly and efficiently put on your lipstick perfectly. However, this gave her an excuse to be close to you and stare at your lips. (without looking like a total weirdo) She kept going swiping the redness over and over on your lips, mesmerized at how beautiful you looked. It didn't take too long for you to figure out what she was doing.

"'Liza?" You said as you tried not to move you lips to much in fear of smearing the lipstick on your face again. "What are you doing?"

Eliza quickly pulled away, with her face as red as your lips, "Um, well, I think you're done! Let me just grab my stuff so you can finish getting ready for your date!" She ran out and sat on your bed while grabbing her phone and purse.

You could tell she was forcing a smile as she talked to you and you finally realized why your best friend had been acting so weird causing you grin widely.

"'Lizaaaa,"

Eliza froze up as she heard your voice take a different turn than your normal. She gulped and looked up to see you leaning against your bathroom door, still in your bra and tight-fitting leggings.

"Do you have to leave?" You pouted and looked at her with big eyes.

She nodded, not able to trust her voice, and looked everywhere around the room besides your gorgeous body. But out of the corner of her eye she saw you slowly make your way over to her, swaying your hips more than usual. At this she shut her eyes, determined to make a fool of herself if you were just messing around with her.

You were messing with her, but not in the way she was thinking. You were determined to tease her beyond repair.

You silently walked to the edge of the bed where she was sitting and straddled her lap. You felt her tense up as she shot her eyes opened. She blushed when she realized she was eye level with your chest.

"(Y-Y/N)?" She whispered softly. "What are you doing?"

You ignored her question and reached to grab her arms and wrapped them around you. You heard her gasp quietly and your smirked mischievously. You leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Do you want to give me a reason for me not to go on my date in 30 minutes?" You asked, sultry.

Eliza had been trying so hard to keep it together for so long ever since she started harboring feelings for you, but this pushed her over the edge.

She reached up and grabbed your hair to push your ruby red lips onto hers. You groaned into her mouth and cupped her face. The two of you kissed passionately, finally able to savor the other's lips.

"You have no idea," she said in between kisses. "How long I've wanted to do this."

You grinned and kissed her harder. You slipped your tongue into her mouth and started grinding onto her. This time she groaned into your mouth and she reached up to unclasp your bra before you heard your phone ring.

You cursed and grabbed it, "Hello?"

Eliza started nibbling at your neck and you rolled your eyes back.

"H-hi John! O-oh you have to cancel the d-date?"

Eliza started biting harder when she realized who it was. You wanted to stop her but it felt too good.

"N-no i-it's completely fine with me! B-bye John!" You quickly hung up and slammed your lips onto Eliza's.

Things were getting heated again until Eliza's phone went off. Both of you groaned but giggled afterwards. You slid off of Eliza and cuddled up to her side when she answered.

"Hey Alex what's up?"

...

"Wait what?!"

...

"Wait did he say who he was going out with?"

...

"Oh my god!" Eliza started laughing and you looked at her confused. "I gotta go Alex, I'm busy too."

She turned to you and grinned, "That was Alex."

"No shit it was Alex!" You rolled your eyes. "What did he want? And why did he make you laugh." You grumbled the last sentence.

"The guy you were suppose to go on the date with is Alex's crush and they just got together after a little mixup when Angelica texted Alex he needed help getting ready. Sound familiar?"

You gaped at her when you realized Angelica had been playing match maker, "That sly little bitch!"

Eliza laughed, "I'm not too mad," she pecked your nose. "Because I got together with my crush too."

You blushed and kissed her again.

#eliza schuyler x reader #eliza schuyler #writings #hamilton #hamilton the musical #hamilton imagine #x reader

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