#and now it's closed and I won't ever get that year back. sometimes you gotta do it alone if you want to do something

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

#missed out on a whole year I could have skated at my local roller rink because I didn't want to go alone #and now it's closed and I won't ever get that year back. sometimes you gotta do it alone if you want to do something

[amathslutsguidetofandom]

I have something fluffy to give you🥰🩷

Bucky sees Single Mom!Reader at the local grocery store and Bucky being the gentleman he is offers to help her with her crying baby🥺

"Guess I'm Just Good With Them"

PAIRINGS: James "Bucky" Barnes x SingleMom!Reader

WARNINGS: Bucky being good with babies.

WORD COUNT: 867

*not proof-read*

ENJOY!

"Leila, honey. I know, but- Shh, shh," you pull your cart over to sit next to the toy aisle as you bounce your, now wailing, one-year-old girl on your arm.

"My love, I know, I know. But we gotta keep quiet," you wince as you feel the glares of the other ongoing shoppers on you and your child.

Being a single mom has its ups and downs, the ups are the highlights of your life. Witnessing the mini-you walk for the first time, saying "mama" for the first time, seeing her give you that gummy smile you love so much.

The others aren't your defining lows, but they hover in that range. The late nights, the screams, the tantrums, the picky eating. You had to do it yourself because your ass of an ex left you immediately when you said that you were pregnant.

"Leila, baby. Mama doesn't know what you want, honey," you have tried everything, but your girl wouldn't calm down to anything and nothing works. Your anxiety just increases as the number of glares doesn't stop rising.

You're on the verge of tears when suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder.

"Ma'am, do you need some help?" a rough voice says behind you.

You turn and see this big, broad man with this sheepish look on his face, and the bluest eyes.

"I- uh," you stutter unsure what to do, you can't randomly dump your baby on some random stranger.

He shifts his weight from side to side, looking at your baby with a small smile. Leila whines harder and it slightly pierces your ears, you cringe and bounce her quicker than before.

The man picks out a Piglet stuffed animal from the toy aisle and shakes it in front of Leila. Her wail quiets down, and she reaches for the stuffed cartoon character.

Soon, it's just her flushed puffy face and dried tears on her cheeks as she holds the toy close.

"I-oh my god, thank you," you tell the stranger, he gives a tight-lipped smile and nods at your words.

"I can hold on to her and follow you around, while you do your shopping," he suggests, and you hesitate slightly but give in eventually knowing that this won't go anywhere if you don't take action now.

You hand Leila to the man, and he softly coos at the little girl. Leila seems fascinated by his gold and dark green metal arm.

"What's her name?" he asks, looking at you. "Oh uh, Leila," you say, pulling your cart closer to you. "And your's?" You blink at his question, before offering your with a timid voice.

"I'm James," he smiles softly.

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You finally paid for everything in your cart, and the tension in your shoulders seems to ease at the idea of you finally being able to get home.

Putting everything in the trunk of your car was easily done, with the weight of your child in James' arms.

Turning back to James, you see Leila still holding the stuffed Piglet.

"Leila, no, we didn't pay for that," you try to reach for the toy, but your stubborn little girl refuses to budge.

James chuckles, and he shakes his head, "it's alright, I paid for it. She can have it."

You're silent.

You're gobsmacked.

Did this man, this random stranger buy your child a toy?

That's more than your ex ever did.

"I-huh?-wha- James, you didn't have to do that," you quickly reach for your wallet, adamant about paying him back.

He grabs your wrist with one hand, his metal one carrying a tired Leila, "really, you don't have to."

You sigh and smile tiredly at him.

Sometimes, you underestimate the kindness of strangers. And as a single mom, you really are grateful for anything that comes your way.

You take Leila back into your arms and she's whipped. She immediately finds comfort in your arms and closes her eyes.

"Well, I guess we should get going."

Why did you say it like that?

Why did you say it like you didn't want to leave yet?

Like you didn't want to leave him yet.

You can see a sadness flash through James's face as he nods slowly, "yes, guess I should go too."

You both nod but remain standing at the Walmart parking lot.

"I should really go," you nod your head over your shoulder.

He nods as well.

As you turn to leave, he calls out your name.

"Is there a chance that I could grab your number?" He scratches the back of his neck. "I would like to see you and Leila again."

You blush at his words.

He wants to see you again?

You nod slightly and type your number into his flip-phone, you laughed when he first pulled it out.

You chuckle unable to wrap your mind around the idea of this gorgeous man wanting to ask for your number, "I still don't have a clue on how you managed to get her to quiet down back in there."

He laughs lightly and saves your name with a small heart next to it, you don't have to know that he did that. "Guess I'm just good with them."

💌💌💌

ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS PROMPT, BABES!!!

Bucky + children = me being super horny

I just wanna have a life, where this man is really 😩😩

Till' then

Stay Coquette-y,

Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x you #james bucky barnes #sebastian stan #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes headcanon

[dotster001]

Q.P.R. Headcanons; First years

I never knew that I needed aro head cannons in my life but now I need like 42 more so I DEMAND *asking nicely* for more please - @bakdbfi

Summary: aro-ace first years x aro-ace gn! Reader. Things you guys get up to in a queerplatonic relationship.

A/N: hee hee I am once again on time for aro awareness week 😁

Dorm Leaders

Tbh, I've always wanted to go up to him and say, “Hey Ace, I'm ace!” But if you did this while you're in a QPR, he'd always come up with a snarky comment. Maybe say something like, "Nah, I'm Ace. Fuck off." Smh. He's so silly. I wanna throw rocks at him

He's the aro-ace that always forgets he's aro-ace. He'll come up to you like, “Guess who has a date!” Then he'll come see you afterwards, his eyes dead, and he'll be like, “So, I got distracted by how pretty they are. Oops.” He sees people as attractive, but when he tries to bridge the gap, he's always like, oh, yeah, nevermind. And then he complains to you about it, as though you were the one to set up the date!

He's always in your space. Being in a QPR with him is like gaining an extra cat. He's so affectionate, as long as you don't say anything. He'll scoot his chair so close to yours that your legs touch. If you're laying on the couch, he will climb over you and shove himself into your arms, in the most awkward, clumsy way possible. BUT IF YOU SAY ANYTHING…. he's gonna gaslight the hell out of you. He didn't want to touch you, get out of his space. Or, pay him if you wanna be in his space so badly.

Not only is he in your space, but he's stealing your food. What's yours is his, and what's his is his. He'll reach his fork over to your plate, and pick up your food. You'll wake up to a noise at three in the morning, and you'll see him raiding your fridge. If you ever become roommates, you'll catch him eating your labeled leftovers, zero shame on his face. What? True love is sharing food with your bestie!

Calls you his wife/husband/spouse when he introduces you. Then he can't fight off the shit eating grin on his face.

You know…honestly… if your mc isn't romantic with Ace, I'd say that in game they already kind of have a QPR. Calling it canon right now. He's just always slightly more close than a friend, but also not quite to romantic. 

If you read the first rendition of these HC's, he's a lot like Kalim. He just…doesn't get it. Ace tries to explain that the love he feels for his best friend (you) is different to romantic love and he just never gets it. If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, Deuce wants to marry his best friend. He says he wants to marry you all the time. Let's get married and have kids but like in a friend way. His mom and you just smile and shake your heads.

Btw? Mama Spade? That's your mom now. The Spade household has a room set aside for you anytime you want to come over, but it always ends up in Deuce joining you for a cuddle sesh. Sometimes, he won't change rooms until you are half asleep, and he'll slowly open the door, and stand in the doorway. He just looks so sad, standing there in his jammies, holding his extra pillow, so you'd be a monster not to let him in.

Would you co parent some chickens with him? Please please please! He promises he'll do most of the work, he just needs an extra helper!

If you are separated, he will die. He doesn't make the rules. He wants you to be his partner on projects. He wants you to move in with him. And of course you gotta go into the same career after graduation. When people meet him, they just think he is the mopiest little guy. Then, when they see the two of you together, it's like he's a completely different person! Deuce has been asked twice now if he has a secret twin. (Deuce doesn't understand the question)

Greets you with cheek kisses. If you don't do it back, or don't pay enough attention the first time, he makes a very obnoxious kissing sound. He learned this technique from Meemaw. She taught him that the more embarrassing it is, the more likely you are to reciprocate the love he gives.

The boy grew up in a country area with a sweet old grandma. He's always going to be feeding you. It's very rare, when you two are alone, that he's not trying to put some food in your mouth, because “you're not eatin’ enough!” And he's aggressive about it! If you try to dodge the fork he brings to your mouth, he's gonna chase you, pin you down, kick your shins, whatever it takes to get you to eat. Plus, he put all of his love into that food! Why don't you want it?!

Meemaw wants you both to get married. And whenever she says something, Epel makes a loud gagging sound. Which of course prompts you to begin bickering with him about why he wouldn't want to marry you, which usually results in him saying something mean or bratty about how you are unmarriageable. Meemaw sighs happily, thinking she's got you on the right track, but nah. You two are having a fight about something neither of you even wanted.

Likes to tuck you into bed. It's a weird thing of his. For all of how aggressive most of his love is, right before bed, he is at his sweetest. He tells you it's bed time, and pulls back the covers. He gently tucks you in, and gives you a kiss on the forehead. Then he flops onto the bed next to you, completely wrecking the moment. But he sleeps hot, so he's not gonna join you under the covers.

This one is like having a big brother. He has scary dog privileges. Any haters/bullies/naySayers are going to have to be able to spread their hate with him standing behind you and glaring at them. And if they somehow are brave enough to do it, then they have to be brave enough to ignore his vicious growl.

In his birthday note to me, this year, he was like, “my gift for you is to make you buff.” This is your everyday life now. You will be buff. How else are you supposed to be safe when he's not there? (This logic is flawed. He is always there.)

Wants to have a family. But since neither of you are super into the traditional way of having a family, he would like it if you'd adopt and co raise a couple of kids with him. He knows the two of you together would make great parents. 

If you learned how to make pear compote, and then make it for him when he's having a bad day, he might almost figure out what romantic love feels like. Almost. His heart would just be so full, and so light, that he could almost mistake it for being in love with you. Almost.

He likes for you both to help each other out with cleanliness. You help him clean his ears and tail, and he helps brush your hair and teeth. It makes him feel loved when you help him groom. So he loves to return the favor. It really instills the familial feel he has around you.

Sebek’s a romance repulsed aro-ace. Anytime he thinks of anyone having ooey gooey feelings for another person, he dry heaves a little. In his words, “IF THEY HAD PURE DEVOTION FOR SOMEONE, THE WAY I AM DEVOTED TO MY LORD, THEY WOULD HAVE NO NEED FOR SUCH FOOLISHNESS.”

Never puts a label on what you two are. He invites you to move in with him after graduation to “remind him what happens if you forget to train and refuse to eat Lilia's healthy meals”. If you were a stranger, you'd be hurt. But you know it's an excuse. He really just likes having you around. It fills a hole in his heart.

His love language is “caring for your fragile human body”. If you slightly shiver, even if it's just a random reaction, he is scooping you up, wrapping you in a blanket burrito, and spoon feeding you soup. If you try to escape your blanket, he gently shushes you, caressing your cheek and whispering about how you need to hang on a little longer. He'll save you, don't go yet! (Similar things happen when you cut yourself, stub your toe, accidentally skip a meal…his dad and Silver may be human, but, no offense, he didn't care that much until it was about you.)

You're the equivalent of a comfort blanket. When Lilia sees Sebek having a bad day, he'll snatch you away from whatever you are doing, then place you in front of him. Sebek immediately gets distracted and starts cooing at you about how wonderful you are, and how other people should try to be like you. Every. Single. Time.

Trains you to sword fight. After you become special to him, he realizes that people may target you, in order to weaken him, and thus get a direct route to Lord Malleus. Delusional So he wants you to be able to protect yourself if he is out of reach.

He's big on setting his hand on top of your head, then messing up your hair aggressively. Then he lets out a booming laugh about how cute human reactions are.

Sometimes, he gets so happy when he sees you that he just…bites you. He'll come in for a hug, and the next thing you know, he's chomped down on your shoulder with a relaxed smile. Sometimes you'll be watching a movie together, and he'll unconsciously take your hand, and bring your forearm to his mouth so he can gently bite it. You're a fidget toy now. You'll have to get used to it.

#twisted wonderland #ace trapolla #ace trappola #aromantic reader #aromantic #asexual reader #asexual #deuce spade #epel felmier #jack howl #sebek zigvolt

[calliesmemes]

ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE (2001)

SENTENCE STARTERS PULLED FROM THE DIALOGUE FEATURED IN THE ANIMATED FILM ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE, with some quotations slightly modified for roleplay purposes.

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

   “   Uh, would you gentlemen please excuse me for a moment?   ”

   “   If I ever hear the word "Atlantis" again, I'll step in front of a bus!   ”

   “   You have a lot of potential.   ”

   “   Who... who are you? How did you get in here?   ”

   “   I'm acting on behalf of my employer, who has a most intriguing proposition for you.   ”

   “   Relax. He doesn’t bite … often.   ”

   “   Did you really know my grandfather?   ”

   “   We stayed close friends ‘till the end of his days.   ”

   “   He spoke of you often.   ”

   “   I've spent my whole life studying dead languages.   ”

   “   I will stake everything I own, everything that I believe in... that this is the genuine Shepherd's Journal.   ”

   “   I'll show them! I will make them believe.   ”

   “   For years your granddad bent my ear with stories about that old book.   ”

   “   Your grandpa was a great man. You probably don't realize how great.   ”

   “   Don't let her age fool you.   ”

   “   Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children.   ”

   “   Atlantis is waiting. What do you say?   ”

   “   Boy, I’m so excited, l-l-l-I can't even hold it in.   ”

   “   Excuse me? I need to, uh, report in?   ”

   “   Blondie, I got a bone to pick with you.   ”

   “   If you're lookin' for the pony rides, they're back there.   ”

   “   You can’t put a price on the pursuit of knowledge.   ”

   “   This should be enriching for all of us.   ”

   “   Now tell me your story, my little friend.   ”

   “   This is an outrage! You must leave at once! Out, out, out, out, out!   ”

   “   Now, what have I told you about playing nice with the other kids?   ”

   “   Back to the pit from which you came!   ”

   “   OK, everybody. I want you to give Mr. Thatch your undivided attention.  ”

   “   Cartographer, linguist, plumber. Hard to believe he's still single.   ”

   “   Captain, you'd better come look at this, sir.   ”

   “   Do you want to do my job? Be my guest.   ”

   “   How much time do we have?   ”

   “   I don't think he's comin' back.   ”

   “   Move it, people! Sometime today would be nice!   ”

   “   I won't sugar-coat it, gentlemen. We have a crisis on our hands.   ”

   “   Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, Mr. Thatch.   ”

   “   We’re all gonna die.   ”

   “   Looks like we have a little roadblock.   ”

   “   That thing is going to keep me up all night, I know it.   ”

   “   You know, we've been pretty tough on the kid. What do you say we cut him some slack?   ”

   “   Hey, Milo! Why don't you come sit with us?   ”

   “   Hey, Milo, don't you ever close that book?   ”

   “   I know, I know. Sometimes I get a little carried away.   ”

   “   You know, that's what this is all about, right? I mean – discovery, teamwork, adventure. Unless, maybe, you're just in it for the money.   ”

   “   Hey, how’d you learn how to do that?   ”

   “   I never got to meet your grandfather. What was he like?   ”

   “   He was like a father to me, really.   ”

   “   My parents died when I was a little kid, and he took me in.   ”

   “   That is so cute!   ”

   “   Uh, no... no offense.. but how does a teenager become the chief mechanic of a multimillion dollar expedition?   ”

   “   So, what... what happened to your sister?   ”

   “   I just like to blow things up.   ”

   “   All right, who's not dead? Sound off.   ”

   “   Maybe that's our ticket outta here.   ”

   “   I gotta hand it to you. You really came through.   ”

   “   They can smell fear just by looking at ya.   ”

   “   We are explorers from the surface world. We come in peace.   ”

   “   Come. You must speak with my father now.   ”

   “   Someone's having a good time.   ”

   “   Commander, there were not supposed to be people down here. This changes everything.   ”

   “   This changes nothing.   ”

   “   You presume much to think that you would be welcome here.   ”

   “   I know what you seek and you will not find it here.   ”

   “   Your journey has been in vain.   ”

   “   May I respectfully request that we stay one night, sir?   ”

   “   Your heart has softened, Kida.   ”

   “   A thousand years ago, you would have slain them on sight.   ”

   “   We were once a great people. Now we live in ruins.   ”

   “   The kings of our past would weep if they could see how far we have fallen.   ”

   “   Our way of life is dying.   ”

   “   When you take the throne, you will understand.   ”

   “   Well, the King and his daughter don't exactly see eye to eye.   ”

   “   Well, if he's hiding something, I want to know what it is.   ”

   “   Look, I have some questions for you, and I'm not leaving this city until they're answered!   ”

   “   Oh, there is so much to ask about your world.   ”

   “   You are a scholar, are you not?   ”

   “   I got a few questions for you, too. So let's do this, OK? You ask one, then I'll ask one, then you, then me, then...well, you get it.   ”

   “   how did you get here? Well, I mean, not you personally... but your... your culture. I mean, how did all of this end up down here?   ”

   “   Wh... what... what … are you telling me… that you remember what happened because you were there? No, that... that's impossible...   ”

   “   How was my accent?   ”

   “   You know, you deserve credit for even... even gettin' this far.   ”

   “   By the way, we were never properly introduced. My name's Milo.   ”

   “   Uh, hey, you got a nickname?   ”

   “   You know, my grandpa used to tell me stories about this place as far back as I can remember.   ”

   “   I just wish that he could be standing here with me.   ”

   “   We are not thriving. True, our people live. but our culture is dying.   ”

  “   I wish there was something I could do.   ”

   “   Why don't you lead the way, because I have no idea where we're going.   ”

   “   This is amazing! A complete history of Atlantis!   ”

   “   I am such an idiot.   ”

   “   This is just another treasure hunt for you.   ”

   “   I would've told you sooner, but it was strictly on a need-to-know basis.   ”

   “   Welcome to the club, son.   ”

   “   Mercenary? I prefer the term "adventure capitalist."   ”

   “   You don't know what you're tampering with, Rourke.   ”

   “   Academics. You never want to get your hands dirty.   ”

   “   I got to admit, I'm disappointed.   ”

   “   You're an idealist, just like your grandfather.   ”

   “   For once, do the smart thing.   ”

   “   I really hate it when negotiations go sour.   ”

   “   Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us.   ”

   “   You've got to listen to me. You don't have the slightest idea what this power is capable of.   ”

   “   Let’s get this over with. I don’t like this place.  

   “   Doesn’t anything surprise you?   ”

   “   Talk to me, Thatch. What's happening?   ”

   “   So I guess this is how it ends, huh?   ”

   “   You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.   ”

   “   Be serious. This is wrong, and you know it.   ”

   “    You pick now of all times to grow a conscience?   ”

   “   She has been chosen... like her mother before her.   ”

   “   I followed you in, and I'll follow you out.   ”

   “   it's been my experience that when you hit bottom, the only place left to go is up.   ”

   “   What do you think that you are doing?   ”

   “   We're going to save Atlantis, or we're going to die trying.   ”

   “   Well, I have to hand it to you. You're a bigger pain in the neck than I would have ever thought possible.   ”

   “   Tired? Aw, that's a darn shame, because I'm just getting warmed up.   ”

   “   There's a hero's welcome waiting for the man who discovered Atlantis.   ”

   “   I don't think the world needs another hero.   ”

   “   I'm going to miss that boy. At least he's in a better place now.   ”

#askbox meme #askbox prompt #rp ask meme #ask box #roleplay sentence meme #sentence starters #roleplay prompts #roleplay sentence starters #* sentence meme #rpc help #disney rpc #indie disney rp #disney rp #historical rp #bridgerton rp #fantasy rp

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

The One I've Been Waiting For {Part 09 of 13}

Word count: 2.3 K

Summary: Billy Hargrove is just one of the many students you're supposed to help. The last thing you expect from your interaction is that he'll start flirtt with you... Much less that Billy would stir up feelings you'd rather keep hidden. Despite the mutual sentiments that soon enough start to grow, there are a lot of reasons for whatever it is to be left alone, and one of them is your age...

{Stranger Things Masterlist}

A/N: In this story, reader is 5 years older than Billy, who's 18.

•••

A Vision from Hell

 You couldn't drive for a while. When you got behind the wheel the next day, you couldn't do it. So, Billy, Tanya, and Liam took turns driving you through town until you got better. It took a few days, but they were patient with you.

 But the days passed by and you got yourself back together. But today, since you slept at Tanya's, she dropped you at the Hawkins Elementary School, where you tutored a kid. But now, after a small, routine meeting with the principal and some teachers, it's time to go. You're crossing the small parking lot when you see Max chatting with her friends.

 “I gotta go, I'm late.” She tells them, putting her skateboard on the ground and stepping on it. “Billy will be mad.”

 “No, he won't.” You speak up when you're close enough, making the whole party look at you. “I'm going there anyway. Wouldn't mind the company.”

 “Sure.” She shrugs, picking up the skate. “Guys, this is (Y/N). She's... Something of Billy's. Not quite sure yet.”

 “Hi, I'm Dustin.” One of them says, the one with curly hair, shaking your hand. “These other jerks are Lucas, Will. Mike and Eleven.”

 “Eleven? Like the number?”

 “El for short.” The girl nods with a small smile.

 “Alright, let's go.” Max tilts her head and after waving at the kids, you start following her.

 The day is warm, a little hot even, and you take off the light sweater you were wearing, tying it around your waist. You enjoy walking. Well, you enjoy walking here. The small town's slow pace is getting to you, and you like the simple streets and the many trees. Hawkins is a beautiful place, even though sometimes you feel like there isn't much to do.

 “So. You and Billy, huh?” Max asks after a while. “You two are together or what?”

 Blushing, you wonder if she knows Billy has been spending the nights with you. Almost every night, the only exception being when Neil is especially mad because you don't want him to explode at Billy. “We're... Seeing how things play out. Getting to know each other. Hanging out. Stuff like that.”

 “Stuff like that. AKA dating.” She teases, looking at you with a smile. “Whatever it is, it's good for him. He's less of an asshole ever since you came into the picture.”

 That's good to know. “Can I ask you something?” You continue when she nods. “You know I'm a little older than him, right?” Coming back to the same thought is tiring, you know it. But it's still something that hovers above your head. Not as much as before, but it's still there.

 “You're what? Nineteen?”

 “Twenty-three.”

 “You come out as being around his age. And even if you didn't I don't think that's a big deal.”

 “I just don't want it to be weird.” Max is part of Billy's life, and you want to be accepted by her. If she's ok with it, part of you feels relieved.

 “Look, stupid people will find it weird. Stupid people like Neil. But they don't get a say in it.” You reach the High School parking lot, walking around the few people still going home. “Those who really matter, friends and family, those are the ones who will support you, as long as you're happy.”

 “You're very mature for your age.” You tell her with a smile. “Thanks, Maxine.”

 “Call me Max.” She lightly elbows you, throwing the board on the ground and skating the short distance to Billy's Camaro. “Hey, shitface.”

 “You're late. Again.” You hear him saying as you walk around the hood, still out of his sight.

 “I had to walk instead of skating.”

 “Why? This thing is brand new, it can't be broken.”

 “I made her walk.” You say, smiling when Billy turns around to look at you.

 “Then it's you I should be mad at.”

 “I'm not scared of you.” You whisper, heat spreading through your cheeks.

 “Would the two lovebirds give it a break and drive me home before doing whatever you're doing?” Max complains as she gets inside the car.

 Billy's eye roll makes you giggle as you make your way to the passenger seat.

 Keeping the windows open, you feel the wind messing with your hair.

 “Jerkface, why are you driving so slow?” Max asks after a while, on the edge of her seat, leaning forward and holding on to both your and Billy's seat. “Did you wreck your car again?”

 “I'm under the speed limit.” He explains.

 “So you obey the laws now?”

 “I was in an accident I was a kid.” Turning your face to look at her, you gesture at the scar above your lip. “Got this after surgery to fix my wrecked lip. I lost my grandma and little brother that day.”

 “Oh, sorry.” She says, a sad expression on her face. “Drive safely,” Max tells her brother, slapping his arm.

 You wait for him to lash out at her, and by the look on her face, you know she's waiting for it too. But it doesn't come. Billy just rolls his eyes, hanging his arm out the window.

 “God, it's so hot.” The redhead complains as Billy enters their street. “Won't this heat wave go away?”

 “Not so soon. They're planning on opening the pool.” Billy adds.

 “Pool?”

 “Hawkins Community Pool. I worked there last summer as a lifeguard so they gave me a call.” Billy answers as he stops the car and steps out. You do the same but stand by the open passenger door. “They usually open in the Summer they're considering it because of this heatwave.” He gestures at the house. “Come. Neil isn't home, I'll show you the place.”

 “Alright.” Pushing the door close after taking your bag, you follow them through the sidewalk.

 “(Y/N), you're a tutor, right?” Max asks and you nod. “Could you help me? They'll only assign me to someone if I fail.”

 “Sure, I can help you off the records. What do you need help with?”

 “English. I suck and my teacher is definitely evil.” You enter the house as she speaks, looking around.

 “It's not the subject I'm tutoring but I can give you a hand. Just tell me when you're free so we can find a gap in my schedule.” Your eyes fall on the bench press in the middle of the living room, and it screams Billy Hargrove.

 “I'm free right now.” She exclaims.

 “Maxine, don't even think about it,” Billy warns.

 “Look, you're dating a decent, nice girl who is smart. Let me enjoy the benefits.” The girl snaps back, gesturing at the hall. “I'll get my stuff.”

 “Sure.” Smiling, you put your bag on the couch, but it falls and opens, spreading some papers around. “Shit.” You mumble as you kneel to catch them.

 Billy does the same, handing you a small pile of papers at the top of a notebook. “House of the Next Century?” He asks, and you look at the blue sheet of paper on the top of the pile.

 “It's an exposition from the Architecture School.” Putting everything back inside the bag, you stand up. “Liam's sister takes that course so she's involved and invited us.”

 “Sounds interesting.”

 “We can go if you want. But you know what else is interesting? Having a freaking bench press in the middle of the living room.”

 “Oh, you noticed.”

 “How could I miss it?” Walking over it, you check the weights. “Can you really lift those things? They're huge.” Holding the bar, you give a little push, but nothing moves.

 “I can make a show if you want.” Billy moves closer, but his eyes are on you.

 “You're so cocky, Billy.” Blushing, you look away, biting your lip.

 “When are you going to let me kiss you again?” He suddenly asks, taking you by surprise.

 You and Billy haven't kissed since that night, you're not sure why. “I don't know... On some special occasion, maybe.”

 “Special occasion, huh?” He says, a smirk taking over his lips. “I can work on that.”

 “You two can make out later, I need help,” Max speaks, making her way to the kitchen.

 “Duty calls.” Winking at Billy, you turn around and follow Maxine.

 The two of you get the kitchen table, and you have to read a couple of things to pick up what she needs help with. It's not that complicated, and you still remember some things from school, so it doesn't take much until you're explaining to her. Billy comes to the kitchen every once in a while, but as the night falls and after he makes the three of you a sandwich, he sticks around, listening.

 It gets to you that they're doing better. You don't think Billy hates his step-sister, they just annoy each other as all siblings do. And it even makes you laugh sometimes.

 “You could help me with History too,” Max says as she looks for chapter 7 of her book. “And Geography.”

 “I sure can.”

 “Maxine, stop stealing my girl's time.” Billy snaps, and you giggle.

 “I'm not your girl.” With both elbows on the take, a smirk comes to your lips.

 “Ouch!” The girl exclaims. “That must've hurt.”

 “Yet.” You decide to add soon after.

 “On your face, shitbird,” Billy answers, and you can't help but laugh.

 “The two of you are crazy.” You mumble in between laughs. “I really–” You're cut off not by the front door opening, and by the way Billy stands up abruptly, and Max's eyes go wide, you know who it is.

 “I told Anne we'd be joining them on Saturday.” A woman's voice speaks, and you wonder what you should do. Both Billy and Max seem nervous.

 “Alright then. She better make something good or else it'll be a waste of my damn time.” A man says, not sounding very excited about the woman's plans.

 “We have to-” Billy starts, but he stops talking the moment a man comes into the kitchen.

 Neil's eyes find you immediately, lingering for quite a while, flying then to Billy and Max. “Who is this girl in my house?” He inquires in a rude tone.

 “This is (Y/N). She's one of the tutors from the new campus and she's helping me study for the tests.” Max answers, and the woman, Susan, comes to the kitchen as well.

 Unlike Neil, she kindly smiles and walks over to you. “Hello, (Y/N). I'm Susan, Maxine's mother. Thanks for helping her.”

 “No need to thank me. I'm just doing my job.” You shyly say, shaking Susan's hand.

 “Come on, Neil. Let's leave them to do their thing.” Susan turns to face Neil.

 “What about you? What are you doing here?” He asks Billy.

 You can feel anger irradiating from him, and you just want to grab his hand and take him away. The atmosphere is heavy, almost tangible. You can tell Neil is trying not to let it show, but it's obvious. You can feel it. “Got hungry and made myself a sandwich.”

 “Then be a gentleman once in your life and make some for your sister and her teacher.”

 “He already did.” You speak up, way too abruptly, trying not to let your anger show. Under the table, you clench your fists.

 Neil nods exchanging a glance with his son. “Get back to your room then.”

 You shouldn't say anything. You should let it go and talk to Billy after. But you can't. “He's helping us.”

 “He is?”

 “Yes.” Max bursts out, looking at Neil. “He was making questions.”

 Neil doesn't believe it, but after glancing at Susan, he nods. “Alright then.”

 “She was leaving anyway,” Billy says.

 “(Y/N) could stay for dinner, right, honey?” Susan asks Niel with a smile. “To thank her for helping Max.”

 “That would be lovely, but I have somewhere to be.” With a forced smile, you stand up.

 “Me too. I can give her a ride home.”

 “Sure. Thanks, Billy.” Nodding, you walk around the table. “Max, let me know when you're free so we can continue, alright?”

 “Alright, (Y/N). Thank you.”

 “Good night, Mr. and Mrs. Hargrove.” You mutter, heading for the front door and stopping only to take your bag.

 Billy takes a minute to reach you on the sidewalk, and you wonder what Neil just told him. In silence, you both get into the car and you only relax when he drives away.

 “I'm sorry about that.” Billy apologies, eyes on the road. “I thought they'd be out until later.”

 “It wasn't your fault.” Reaching out your arm, you touch his shoulder. “I had a nice time with you and Maxine.”

 “Me too, (Y/N)...”

 There's pain in his voice, and it breaks your heart. “What's wrong?”

 “I don't want you near Neil. I don't want him looking at you as if-” He stops speaking, running a hand through his hair. “Neil has a taste for young girls. He cheats on Susan on a regular basis and I can't have him thinking about you that way.”

 You feel weird, remembering how he stared at you. “I'm sorry. But it doesn't matter now. Let's go home and order a pizza.” You only understand what you said when the words already left your mouth. And when you look at Billy, you see a smile he's trying to hide. So you can't take it back. You'll just let it be if it makes him happy. “I want pepperoni.”

 “Pepperoni it'll be then.”

 “Oh, and I have a request, Hawkins Community Pool lifeguard. Who do I have to pay to have that pool open? I wanna enjoy a free sample of Summer.”

 “I'll see what I can do for you, Princess.” He looks at you with a smile, the one that belongs to you alone.

•••

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[minho-hoho]

Heeseung Yandere Headcanon

GENRE. yandere, head canon

PAIRING. yandere!heeseung x gn!reader WARNING. yandere themes, violence, jealousy REQUESTED. no

WC. 1.1k

NOTE. happy new year folks :D haven't posted since last year... gotta work on that... but yeah hope you'll enjoy this brain dump, been a while since i posted something that wasn't requested

MASTERLIST

Affection

I think he's one to give you a lot of attention

He's really fond of the idea of being close to you

But he doesn't want to be too overbearing, especially if he knows how much you hate being at his side and whatnot.

Still, he pretty much always has a hand on you, whether it is on your shoulders or your waist.

It's a way for him to have some sort of control and be reassured that you're not going anywhere.

There would be times where he feel extra cuddly, and he's attached to you, like a baby koala.

Please refrain from rejecting his affection, he'll be so sulky, and he'd become quite cold for a while.

To a point where it could be uncomfortable, and it would make your life a tad harder as he'll become meaner.

Though, if you apologise, he'll be more than happy to go back to usual.

Jealousy

He's not the most jealous out of the group, and if he does feel jealousy, he doesn't really show it.

He knows he doesn't have any reason to be, and he knows how he's the only one that can have you.

If a person really becomes a problem to you, and becomes annoying, he won't hesitate to act.

Not infront of you, of course not, but, he will make sure to confront whoever was bothering him or you, to take care of them.

Physical violence or not, he'd make sure that that person will never come close to the both of you ever again.

But beware, don't make him jealous on purpose or act in a way that might make him jealous,

he WILL get mad, and you will have to pay for whatever thing you did.

You are his, and he believes you should act like it, and that includes not making him jealous.

Now, he wouldn't really be the meanest when it comes to punishments out of jealousy.

It's not the biggest offense to him, but still wants to make his point come across.

Kidnapping

I don't think he would necessarily kidnap you.

Honestly, he'd try his best to charm you and have wrapped around his fingers so he wouldn't have to.

If you end up moving in with him, he'll quickly but sneakily close you off from the world.

He thinks kidnapping is way too difficult, and that using other ways, mainly manipulation, would be better in the long run.

But, if it's clear that you are not falling for him, he will kidnap you. He doesn't have an infinite amount of patience, and he's tired of waiting, so he will take you, whether you like it or not.

At first, he probably won't let you outside and will monitor you and your every move very closely.

But after some time, he'll take you on some dates, hand tightly holding onto yours.

If you prove yourself to be “worthy” of being taken outside to dates, he'll gladly take you out often.

Killings

He's not one to want to get his hands dirty. However, if he thinks it's necessary he will not hesitate.

The lives of others doesn't matter to him, only his and yours.

The quantity of blood being spilled is not a problem to him.

He isn't a sadistic one to me. If he happens to kill someone, he's going to take an easy and quick way to do so.

Most of the time he doesn't take a particular enjoyment in taking the lives of other persons, he's just indifferent to it.

In fact, I think he'd mostly end up annoyed by having to kill people for you.

Sometimes, he'll let you know he killed someone for you, as a little reminder of how much he lives you and how he has the power.

Love

He sure loves you a lot. And he won't hesitate to show it.

Whether it is by showing you affection, taking you on dates, he loves reminding you of his undying love for you.

I did mention earlier that he could also show his live for you in more twisted ways, as killing people for you.

To him, it's one of the biggest proof of his love his can show you, and he secretly hopes you'd do the same for him.

Harming, taking away somebody else's life for him, is, to him the best way for you to him your love and appreciation for him.

But he knows, you probably will never do so, and doesn't really mind. Even though he doesn't like to admit it, he acknowledges that everything in his brain is not wired correctly, and that you wouldn't be able to kill anyone.

But still, he won't expect you to reciprocate. Just you knowing his love and “accepting” it is enough for him.

Punishment

He doesn't like punishing you, he really doesn't. But once again, to him it is necessary.

The sight of you being in pain and sad, is not his favourite and he's going to let you know that.

“I'm not doing this because I like it, it's just for the best. For the two of us.” he'll often say, accompanied with a sad sigh.

Not that it would ease your pain, but he thinks it's worth saying.

I don't think he'd do anything too extreme. No privation of anything vital.

Most of the time, he'll go for something that will be fast for you to recover from.

Maybe some slaps here and there, screaming and rough handling usually does the trick.

Something that will leave a trace, and that you probably won't forget before quite some time.

If you did something that he considers as a high offense, he'll do what I said previously, albeit harsher and lock you up.

Spoiling

He won't spoil you a lot.

Only when he thinks you deserve it.

But that's because he's generally very good to you and treats you “well”.

So there would need to have something special for him to spoil you extra hard.

But when he does spoil you, you are spoiled rotten.

If he was a normal partner you might have liked it, but it's so sickeningly sweet that it justs makes you sick to your stomach.

But do try to act appreciative, or he'll be offended and he'll act cold towards you.

The happier you seem, the more he'll spoil you and more.

The amount of money he'll spend just to see a smile on your face is unequalled.

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[fromdarzaitoleeza]

back in school i grew up careful, even though i made a life long friend and smiled, it was within the school walls and timings. now that we're in college and she got a boyfriend, even though she tells me i mean a lot to her and that my position will always be at the top, i feel distant. i feel like im not as important as i once used to be. not like it deteriorated but that she's busy and got her life to ask me about mine. i hate how lonely i feel sometimes. i know it's not anyone's fault but it still makes me a lil sad.

thank you for listening.

i felt lonely.

I can sense your Grief , I who have changed multiple schools were not able to have the same friends but in my last year's of college I was able to make a friend,we stayed friend for 2 years and I can't describe to you how much grateful I am for the time I spent with my friend , a true &only friend of mine, we both moved to different states it's been 4 years since then ,and to this date i Only consider that person as my true friend, I too have felt a part of my life was taken away from me when we parted altho it's very much one sided on my part

As you said it's no one's fault life gets bigger and people continue to choose what's more important for them at that particular moment/ period of time, maybe for your friend her love life and Carrier is more important now ( and this is one big truth about life , when you turn adult those are the only thing that matters , the communication and time spent with your friends get shorter and shorter) we gotta make sure whenever we talk with them the next time we are having a heartful and meaningful conversation cause we don't know when we would have a chance again.

Tbh I am unable to convey what I want to speak, I am a little selfish in this particular regard there are times when I get a little upset about this in my head ( I use the word Little here cause I am used to my state of loneliness after 4 passing years) upset about my friend not being as close to as we used to be , last week i told my friend if you don't call me I won't talk to you ever again( that Sounds very childish right for grown ass adult to behave?)

I was once a top priority of my friend, so much of the time has passed since then , my friend has a lover now and made more friends as time passed by ( which is indeed very natural for others unlike me) I am not sure if my friend ever misses me now , but I do think about my friend from time to time , altho I won't admit this to my friend that my life has gotten very lonely and so much has happened since then .

I believe there is a certain amount of time we are designated to be with someone and when they are gone all we have are memories to cherish and the time we had with them together and in the end wish for their happiness when they are no longer part of your life.

Anyone/You are always welcome to rant on my blog, you can do that anonymously or you can just send them without being anonymous ( if you are comfortable) i responded to those texts in private , always feel free to drop texts by, I am reading them and hoping to have conversations oftentimes.

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[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM POPULAR YACHT ROCK SONGS *  assorted lyrics from my favorite genre, adjust as necessary

it might be hard to handle.

come take my hand.

i don't want to change your life.

i'm not sure why i called.

where the hell am i?

i wanna build my world around you.

we've loved so dangerously.

i guess i really just wanted to talk to you.

all i wanna do when i wake up in the morning is see your eyes.

what a mess we made.

i wanna spend sometime with you, just the two of us.

you touched me and something in me knew what i could have with you.

you know i've tried.

i believe that we've only just begun.

i'd really love to see you tonight.

no, we can't dance together.

it ended all too soon.

we've both played that game before.

you should know me.

i really do miss your smile.

who put those ideas in your head?

you must try to ignore that it means more than that.

i was raised here in this living hell.

i want you so.

you won't make a mistake.

i've been taking on a new direction.

we can make it if we try.

i never thought that a girl like you could ever care for me.

there's danger in the dark.

this is our last chance.

i remember how we made our way.

i'd gladly risk it all.

won't you smile for the camera?

i don't like what i think i see.

please take me along.

nothing can stand in our way.

you will find him everywhere.

there's a name for it.

does anything last forever?

what's love got to do with it?

i can help if you'll only let me try.

you make my dreams come true.

all i wanna do in the middle of the evening is hold you tight.

wrap yourself around me.

i know they're gonna love it.

it's too hot.

i'll never be the same.

i don't wanna say goodbye.

don't turn away.

why are you so torn apart?

i've seen your picture.

this is your big debut.

it sure looks good on you.

i've been thinking about my own protection.

you don't know me, but i'm your brother.

it's like a dream come true.

i didn't know you were looking for more than i could ever be.

we stand alone.

you've got a reason for living.

you'll never ever have to compromise.

it scares me to feel this way.

we've got nothing to be guilty of.

i don't wanna hear your goodbye.

little by little, we meet in the middle.

we gotta cool this anger.

who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?

it may seem to you that i'm acting confused when you're close to me.

you were my love.

funny how those years go by.

i remember love's fever.

i can see your face still shining through the window on the other side.

someone's done your wrong.

once you get past the pain, you'll learn to find your love again.

you need to find a brand new start.

be true to yourself.

can you hear me now?

i'll remember the nights in the cool sand.

you better take care if i find you've been creeping 'round my back stairs.

sometimes i think it's a sin.

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[donnerpartyofone]

horrorphones...

Like many of the cretinous shut-ins who follow this blog, I hate phone calls. If you call me on the phone without an approved appointment I will assume that you are experiencing a deadly emergency. You will scare the shit out of me and I may not even be relieved if there is no deadly emergency. For me to talk on the phone, I practically always have to write a little script, even if we are very close personal friends. I must have a physical list of talking points in case my mind goes totally blank from the enormous pressure and I forget my entire life. I usually have to have at least one drink for calls lasting longer than a minute or two. I would probably be most comfortable conducting all social business from behind a Late Show desk on which I could reassuringly tap my stack of helpful cue cards. I will write you very long personal letters. I will text and DM with you at all hours of the night. I just cannot talk to you on the phone. The phone fries my brain. Actually, I feel extremely nervous even after a phone call, even if everything went well, even if it was super fun. I kind of have to sleep it off.

Unfortunately, not all people communicate in non-phone ways. I have one best friend (I'm an adult, I don't put the top people in a hierarchy as if they all serve exactly the same purpose and some are better than others; I have a couple of verified "best friends") who is just too much of a free spirit to be really into the internet, or to be brooding over long written documents. I gotta talk to her on the phone or she won't feel loved, she'll feel detached and isolated. I love to talk to her, but I still need to get in the like phone zone in order to not act like the total fucking outer space alien that I actually am. Being me is very taxing.

But now I have this old friend, see. An old friend and also a friend who is old. Actually I have no idea how old he is, he was old when I met him. He gave me my first post-college job (my first "real job" ever, I was and remain an unemployable mess) at his comic book store, where I stayed for many years. The whole crew there was very tight. He is a cool, smart, funny, cultured, frustrating, infuriating, offensive, secretly caring and wonderful sort of person. We went through a lot together, including several years of a random customer stalking and harassing me. We dealt with the police together. We served the dregs of society together. Sometimes we hated each other. But he is a major reason that I survived my 20s.

Several years ago he was in a freak accident where he was pinned under a heavy piece of furniture in his apartment for days. It could have killed him. He already had a well-developed case of Parkinson's, I don't know if that's related. Through a series of different events, he wound up moving into an assisted living place on the other side of the country, near one of his brothers. I'm sure he hates it. Every year on Halloween, which is a little bit before his birthday, I send him a hand-drawn card featuring classic comics characters doing all sorts of demented things, along with a little update letter. One year I got a letter back asking me to call him. OH NO, I thought. I didn't call.

Yesterday was a big, very challenging, in some ways very rewarding day. When I was finally all out of tasks I decided to turn my brain fully off and become spectacularly stoned. I was well zooted when my fucking phone rang. I quickly Googled the number, and I'm pretty sure it was the assisted living facility where my friend is. I didn't pick up. They called back once, but left no message. I felt pretty bad, though I also knew that in my current state it would have been a huge disaster if I answered. What if he died? I thought, knowing that he has a lot of siblings and I wouldn't have been that phone call, and also if it were important they would have left a message or kept trying. I forced myself not to worry about it by popping a couple of Benadryl and making it an early night.

I think I have to call back though. I might regret it if I don't. I have been thinking about this for a long time. I have all sorts of worries. What if he's incoherent now? What if we can't understand each other? What if I have nothing to say? What if he IS coherent but he wants to say terrible things about politics (a life-long constant for him, I don't know if he even cares as much about politics as he does about trolling people)? But also what if he like dies and I have to sit around thinking about how selfish I am for never calling him for all eternity? I'm sure I'm the only person making him original personalized art for his birthday every year, but does that really get me out of everything else?

So the point of this post is to somehow force myself to call him. I have way too much shit to do and I am preparing for a lot of stressful social things with strangers and I need to stop being unemployed and I am cramping up a storm. But I think I also have to make the phone call. Maybe I will do such a bad job that I never have to do it again! Pray for me, pray for the sweet saving grace of personal failure.

[theycallme-thejackal]

hmm lenny giving baby sarah a tour of the apartment after coming home from the hospital

Pairing: Lenny Bruce & Midge Maisel Rated G

He can tell Midge is exhausted.

She has every right to be. She might be Wonder Woman, but she just pushed a human out of her body less than twenty-four hours ago. With some convincing, he manages to get her to go straight to bed, and that leaves him in the foyer holding their brand new baby girl.

Sarah. Sarah Elizabeth Bruce.

He smiles down at their little girl, who looks up at him with her sweet blue eyes as though she already knows exactly who he is.

"You wanna see your home, Sarah?"

Lenny walks into the living room. "This is the living room," he explains quietly. "When you're older, we'll sit down and watch your mother on television with your siblings. She's a very, very funny lady, so you better laugh or I'm taking you back," he jokes, smiling softly.

Next is the kitchen and the dining room, and then he goes upstairs, skipping the second floor and heading straight for the third. "You've got three siblings, and they're just gonna love you," he promises. "This is your brother Ethan's room. His pop's a schmuck, but he's a good kid. Very protective of his little sisters." He goes to the room next door.

"In here is Kitty's room. She's younger than Ethan but sometimes she's more of an adult than me or your mom." Lenny sighs as he looks around his ten-year-old's room. "That's mostly my fault," he explains a little sadly. "I did a lot of things that forced her to grow up too fast, but things are better now. Your mom made them better."

He smiles softly as he heads across the hall. "In here is Esther," he explains. "She's a firecracker just like mama. But she's got the biggest little heart I've ever seen. She probably won't leave your side for the first three days she's here. She's so excited to have a little sibling."

He goes down to the second floor, entering a room just down the hall from the master bedroom. "And this is your room," he tells her, stepping into the nursery that's been painted a soft yellow. "For now, at least. When you're older, you can be up on the third floor with your siblings. But you're the daughter of two very dirty comics, so we've gotta make sure you don't run off and get arrested until you're at least three," he jokes.

Her little blue eyes are starting to slip shut, and he presses a gentle kiss to her forehead before setting her in the bassinet. "Today was a big day, Sarah," he whispers. "So get some sleep and we'll finish the tour tomorrow." He leans in, kissing her cheek as her eyelids close. "Love you, sweetheart. Sweet dreams."

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[dakotajadeteller]

Leaving Where It All Began - Charming, CA [2 years after Pain of the Past] - 2017

"Well, would ya' look at that. Little Miss Sunshine, you just finished up all eighteen months of probation. Gotta' say doll, I'm a little impressed. Sure as hell didn't think you'd actually do it, given your record."

The self righteous humph along with the way her lips curl up into that stupid self righteous smirk makes me want to reach across my side of the fuckin' desk and wrap both hands around her neck and squeeze til' she's blue with a little dig of my nails just for good measure, but after two years inside the CCWF, I ain't lookin' to go back in, so I curl my hands into fists hard enough that my nails bite deep into the skin of my palms, that if I actually dug harder I was sure I'd have drawn blood, but I don't move an inch. Not one fuckin' inch.

The bitch probably wants it though. She's been out to get me ever since my file landed on her desk and she'd been handling my case. One act of violence was all she needed to start up the lies. But I won't give her the satisfaction. Not when I'm so close to being done. So I put the mask on. But the smile doesn't reach my eyes.

"Yes ma'am. All I had left was rehab."

Why she'd tact that on to my probation when I'd stayed clean for six years while inside was beyond me but it was part of why I got out early in the first place I guess.

My right shoe rubbed against the leg monitor wrapped tight around my left leg. I wait impatiently as she drawled on and on like a broken record, not really listening to what her skinny ass had to say til' her bony fingers wrapped around the ballpoint pen beside my release papers. I sat up straighter as I watched her carefully as she scribbled her name across. Mavis Beers.

Like a dog on a chain waiting to be released I all but thrust my leg on top of the desk. Southern matters be damned by now.

"Can you get this shit off me now. Fuckin' itches."

Her pen loops get slower upon my request and I damn near forgot about playing nice and jumping out of my seat again. Fuckin' bitch.

"Alright. That's that."

She says suddenly before going to where I'm sitting and finally taking the damn thing off. Without another word I'm out of the seat and down the hall before she opens her mouth to say anything else that would've put me to sleep before long. My ankle twitches. It still itches but the weight of the tracker is gone. Thank fuck for that.

A rush of wind greets me and I breathe it in. Freedom tastes like cigarette smoke courtesy of the bum loitering near the building, that almost had me asking him for a smoke. I'll take it after being in that stuffy building all day with that peppermint smell coming out of Mavis' mouth, that I was gonna be put off the smell for life. I turn around and thrust up my middle finger. FUCK YOU!.

Twisting around on my heel I head towards the dark gray 2012 Chevrolet Cruze and get in. Lancaster is a lot further than Charming and I can't wait to get out of this place and back home.

Back home, I had my shop waiting for me. For now. I had plans to move it out of Charming, I need that fresh start away from this place. Don't get me wrong Charming would always be my home, but sometimes you needed that leap.

I was torn though, torn between going straight to the garage, or my shop, but I had already told the club. They hadn't taken me seriously at first, trying to get me to stay after so long away, but I had to leave, for my own sanity. I had to give the boys, my nephews who I had looked to as my adopted sons for the past two years a safer place to live than the life they were living with right now. That's why after I had put my foot down and said no one was changing my mind, that the club agreed that once I was done with my PO, I'd meet them and the boys who I had asked them to watch while I was dealing my PO shit at Mayhem in Ink, my tattoo shop on the high street. Driving down the road with its faded road markings in the middle, I saw the few Harley's park on the road outside my shop. One of those bikes was my brother's.

I pulled up beside it and parked. Turning the car off, I grabbed the keys from the ignition and climbed out.

"Guess, who's done with that bitch."

I called, pointing a thumb towards my chest as I crossed the threshold of my shop's doorway and stepped into the partially empty store. Piles of boxes littered against the walls, packed with my inks, my tattoo guns, and all but the bathroom sink. Two years worth of career, packed up into removal boxes. Between the cheers and the heckling that the Sons loved to do when celebrating something, I couldn't help but laugh, this was what I was going to miss when I left. And they fuckin' knew it. As the celebrations eventually calmed down, it was back to business packing up my car. I grabbed one of the boxes, glad I chose one that wasn't too heavy and one that wouldn't be swiped out of my hands by one of the guys. I side stepped around Abel, who had picked up one of the much smaller boxes that were more kid sized.

"Let's go put these in the trunk, lil' man"

I headed back out the shop doorway with my eldest nephew walking just a few steps ahead, adapting a careful balancing act as I popped the button on my key fob to open the trunk. I dumped the box in, and pushing towards the back I helped Abel to put his own in, just as I hear sneakers on the pavement behind me, making me turn my head a little to see Tommy runnin' towards me with another smaller box than his brothers, I held the trunk hood open as he stood up on tippy toes to push it into the trunk with a little help from Abel. I took a small step back as Tiggy, and Chibs carried out the next continuation of boxes before I headed back to grab more.

After a dozen or so, the shop was empty. I handed the keys to Chibs, and not often for me, I reached forward, and hugged each of the Sons one by one.

I stepped back wiping a finger at one single tear that had fallen down my cheek and was threatening to ruin my mascara. I headed to the front of the car, Tig had already opening the driver's door for me. By now, Ratboy had strapped Abel into the back seat in his booster seat, while Quinn was busy strapping Thomas in behind my seat.

"Look after yourself kid, and remember any shit, you call us." I smiled, looking him in the eyes.

"You know it, Tiggy."

I then climbed into the seat, as I pulled the door closed with a little help from Tig. Taking a breath, I started the engine, putting it into drive, and began to pull away from the parking space she'd been parked in. I grinned as I saw them waving back in the rear view. With one last turn, I headed out of town.

 Ready to start my new life in a new town.

Pretty soon I'd be saying hello to Santo Padre.

#sons of anarchy #original character

[solarsavoy]

*Slides into ask box*

So like, remember when I told you that I had a whole bunch of secondary Isogai and Maehara ships? Welp, time to get some of them out there!

So there’s this ship called MaeChi which is Maehara x Chiba and I thought it was really cute so for ship Sunday, how about you share your take on that? (Unless if you already have another request than that’s perfectly fine)

*Slides away*

Okay, so I've held onto this ask for like, 7 months now. I'd really never thought about how these two would interact and most of it stems from how little I know Chiba, however, writing up that Algebro group text gave me some ideas.

I'll start by saying that I think Chiba would be really dense when it comes to relationships, initially. As in where other might assume they're in a relationship with him, he'd probably just assume they're still friends until something is physically said about it. Like "hey, we're dating now. You cool?" It's gotta be direct and I think he might blush a bit and then smile and then just... go with it.

I think Chiba is super reserved, so getting to know the real him would take a lot of time and patience, and imo he's probably the most patient person ever, so you'd have to somehow beat that. It's why I ship ChiHaya so heavily. These two seem happy to simply exist around each other without expectations. Sure, it's hard to get these two to communicate, but they'd probably just sit in limbo for decades and for the most part, be perfectly content with how things are.

But this isn't about ChiHaya.

So, for Maehara and Chiba, I can definitely see Maehara being the one to pull all the moves, but I also see him being indirect about it for the sake of "smoothness". So he'd ask Chiba out on a date, but he wouldn't call it a date, so Chiba would just think they're hanging out as friends. Unless it's something Chiba really doesn't want to do, he'd probably say very little and Maehara would just run the whole show. And because Maehara has his own density issues... I think it'd take him a while to realize he's essentially dating himself and Chiba is just sort of there to witness it. XD

When Maehara does finally "make it official" either by trying to kiss him or straight up asking him if they're dating, I see Chiba taking his time on deciding something that big. Throughout they're whole "hanging out" time, he'd probably feel like Maehara doesn't really know him, and probably won't take the steps to try to get to know him, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't at least give it a shot.

Maehara would probably be really into Chiba playing guitar and want to learn, but I don't think Maehara would be really good at it. 😅 Which would then prompt him to learn the bass because it's easier.

I see these two getting really close (not physically though) in high school and then later mutually deciding to just be friends. Chiba entertains Maehara's obsession with the Algebros and even though it doesn't seem like it on the outside, the backbone of the group is actually these two. Without Chiba, Maehara would be a one man show Algebro. In the very few times Maehara just needs a quiet place to think, he'd definitely go to Chiba and just exist for a while. And sometimes, Chiba is able to give him the advice he needs, despite all Maehara's problems being relationship problems and Chiba would be considered "inexperienced". Even so, as adults I see these two being those friends that only talk once every year or so, but they always hang out as though high school was just yesterday. 💙

Sorry again for the long wait, but I hope you like the response! (Willing to bet you forgot you even asked this. XD I'm sure it was back in October or something.) Love you, Hailey!

#solarsavoyasks #Ryuunosuke Chiba #Hiroto Maehara #ship dynamics

[miya-twins]

OT3 Origins: AtsuAranKita

the series where I just ramble about poly ships getting together because it's fun

the thing is. everyone can tell aran and kita are into each other. they love to spend time together. aran goes out of his way to understand kita's peculiarities. kita laughs at aran's jokes all the time even when they're not that funny.

it's just that they don't do anything about it and nobody knows why. they're both smart people, they can't be that oblivious, can they?

it frustrates atsumu to no end. now, it really shouldn't be his business what they do or don't do, but. he's been nursing his own crush on aran since middle school, only to then see aran so smitten with kita. and he can't even be mad! obviously anyone would fall in love with kita. he's perfect. atsumu should hate him for stealing aran and even he's falling for kita's charms.

both of them are so damn lucky the other likes them, and atsumu's not jealous. he would be, if there was anything to be jealous of, but there isn't because they don't do anything about their obvious crushes. it's maddening. atsumu doesn't even know who he'd be jealous of anymore. and his stupid, stupid heart won't even stop hoping if there's no concrete evidence that it should. like this, it beats like crazy in his chest every time aran ruffles the twins' hair and lets his hand linger in atsumu's just a tad longer than osamu's. or when kita smiles at him and praises him for a play well done.

he knows aran is just friendly and sees the twins as his little brothers. kita is proud of his kouhai. sometimes, at least. that's all that is. but his heart doesn't get the memo.

so atsumu's getting fed up with the lack of progress, but osamu tells him not to meddle, so he does what he always does when he needs to let off steam, which is practicing his serves.

osamu went home without him so he thinks he can keep going until he's about to collapse, but then he gets interrupted. and of course it's kita and aran who stayed behind to talk to the coach or smth. definitely not to do what they should be doing which is making out behind the gym.

and kita instantly starts to scold atsumu for staying so late, he shouldn't be overworking himself, he's gotta take better care of himself

for once atsumu doesn't listen to him tho, just fires back like "it's not like you do what's good for yourself which would be kissing aran so you got no room to talk!" and he just goes on a rant how literally everyone knows they're in love and atsumu wouldn't even be here working off his frustration about his crushes on them if they just got their shit together

aran is stunned into total silence while kita just plainly presents his perspective, which is yeah he was aware that both aran and atsumu are giving him looks as if they like him, he was just under the impression they were already dating, so he felt it would be rude to insert himself there without being asked first. he was hoping they'd ask eventually.

atsumu's brain kinda explodes at this and he can see the same happening to aran, like no???? they're not dating?? kita's just there like "huh. you just looked so close. my bad."

poor aran then has to go. yes I've had a crush on atsumu for years. didn't act on it cuz poor little samu didn't understand what was going on and thought aran didn't like him anymore when he was trying to spend some time with just atsumu. so he just gave up on it. and yeah he's been eyeing kita also but it's not like he ever got over atsumu. also no he didn't realize either of them were into him. that's wild. what do you mean lovestruck looks he's never seen either of them do that. no not at each other either. he thought everyone but him was only interested in volleyball and friendship.

atsumu is happy he's for once not the dumbest one in a situation

kita suggests they date since they all like each other, it's the most logical solution

aran can barely keep up. atsumu jumps them and tries to kiss both of them at the same time and fails horribly. aran tells him that's obviously not how it works and kita laughs at their antics. and atsuaran just melt at how sweet he sounds and try to kiss him at the same time. and fail horribly.

one day, they'll figure that out, but it's not this day

I'll do more of these but if you want a specific one feel free to send an ask. any ship goes as long as it features at least three people at least one of which must be a miya twin

#miya atsumu #atsuarankita #ojiro aran #kita shinsuke #haikyuu

[meeka-chann]

Novel #11

To All The Boys I've Loved Before

By Jenny Han (⭐⭐⭐⭐)

Favorite lines from the novel:

• “Life doesn't have to be so planned. Just roll with it and let it happen.”

• “You'd rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.”

• “Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That's the part of the risk. I don't want to be scared anymore.”

• “Do you know what it’s like to like someone so much you can’t stand it and know that they’ll never feel the same way?”

• “You only like guys you don't have a chance with, because you're scared.”

• “I don’t have to be so afraid of good-bye, because good-bye doesn’t have to be forever.”

• “Do you think there's a difference? Between belonging with and belonging to?”

• “I delete the picture of him from my phone; I delete his number. I think that if I just delete him enough, it will be like none of it ever happened and my heart won't hurt so badly”

• "Whatever spell you just tried to cast on me, it didn't work, so I think you need to go back to Hogwarts.”

• “If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.”

• “Plenty of people are good-looking. That doesn't make them interesting or intriguing or cool.”

• “It feels strange to have spen much time wishing for something, for someone and then one day, suddenly,to just stop”

• “You've just gotta hold your head up and act like you don't give a shit”

• “When I write, I hold nothing back. I write like he'll never read it. Because he never will. Every secret thought, every careful observation, everything I've saved up inside me, I put it all in the letter. When I'm done, I seal it, I address it, and then I put it in my teal hatbox.”

• “I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you.”

• “Because sometimes you just feel sad and you can't explain it.”

• “Relationships are incredibly amorphous. They could get back together. They could stay friends. Who's to say what will happen in the future?”

• “It was over before I even had a chance.”

• “He looks at you a lot. When you're not paying attention. He looks at you, to see if you're having a good time.”

• “What must it be like, to have a boy like you so much he cries for you?”

• “It will get easier each time, I think. I hope. I just have to keep trying.”

The photos used are not mine. Credits go to the rightful owners.

#fyp #fyppage #book quotes #book recommendations #reading #books #ya novels #romance #books and libraries #for you #to all the boys i've loved before #jenny han #love quotes #quotes #book lines #bookblr #book blog #book quotations #book review

[brick-a-doodle-do]

Ayyooooooo Brick~beloved😁

Its a new year!

And with it, have to start with a bang!

So!

Vamp au, how does interactions look between the vampires as bats and Tommy? I have the mental image like a mother bat with a baby, that Tommy sleeps hanging upside down with sbi or mayne flying around with them? Also whatever sounds they make or instinct can also play a role, some bats just look like puppies with wings🥺

And for angst👀 you said they can go feral after not drinking enough blood, how does Tommy react? Maybe it happens while he s friendly with Wilbur and he lashes out🤔🤔 can't imagine him being friendly after, and Wilbur s gonna have to try and convince him he won't hurt him 😢

Also love the new hush chapter! Poor Tommy😭 i don't think his relationship with Wilbur s gonna be ok after that, that Wilbur s also gonna have to try and fix it😅

AYYYAA HELLO!! happy new year again! of course, what better way than vampire au? :D

awhhhhh i haven't given any thought to this but the mother bat thing is so cute— :( /pos

tommy definitely gets free rides from them (usually wilbur or phil) and tommy has 100% tried to sleep upside down and has overestimated his ability to land (he says that, he'll never admit that he forgot he doesn't have wings DSFDJS)

yes that puppy thing is adorable, i never really noticed that until i started looking up different kind of bat breeds,,

i can say that nose pets are a definite yes, especially when wilbur visits tommy to keep him company :D he kinda just crams himself in there and settles there for a few hours

tommy ALSO invests in more fruits. he already had a pretty steady diet of them before, but he'd always tried to even it out. but now after he sees wilbur eating them so much (especially ones he hasn't tried yet) he kinda caves and just abandons the other food groups lmao

angst!! >:] i feel like wilbur would be the one to forget to have blood strictly because of how often he uses the bat form, so what you're offering is closest to canon probably (i gotta point out that i love using "probably" and "i imagine" for my OWN work that i can easily confirm or deny something and make that that,,,, like its hilarious to me DHSFJSA) and wilbur would always have the back-of-mind "don't hurt him" thing, but still that can sometimes be overpowered by some more...intrusive thoughts and cause him to maybe accidentally stuff tommy in his mouth and get deadly close to...chomp, or draw his nails a little too close to tommy's skin, or even murmur concerning things under his breath that makes tommy just know to stay away from him. and i kinda want to treat the lashing out thing like being drunk, he has a bare understanding of what happened but he doesn't know the specifics and is just clueless when tommy won't talk to him or even look at him,,,,

aahhh thank you! i really think that chapter could've been drawn out and gone in a different direction and I DEFINITELY don't trust myself to ever write at night again but i'm glad you like it! :]

and yep their relationship is pretty much shattered DFSJD

#brickquries #graci brickling #graci my beloved !! #unnamed vampire au #tw fatal mouthplay mention #i rlly need a name for that my god

[malka-lisitsa]

"Mamaaaa? You m u s t have had a favorite bedtime story, as a girl."

"Won't you tell it to me? I cannot sleep..."

"I did have a favourite bed time story. It's an old Bulgarian story called 'the most precious fruit." She smiled and patted the couch next to her, waiting for the eager baby Petrova to settle in and finish shifting this way and that, in an attempt to be as physically close to her mother as absolutely possible short of OSMOSES.

Katerina started to idly run her fingers through Lizzy's hair as she continued to speak.

"So essentially, this old man has three sons, and hes decided he wants to leave his entire fortune to just one of them. He cant decide which one deserves it the most so naturally- he makes it a competition. He calls all three sons into his study and says 'I will give you each a bag of gold. Go walk the world and bring me the most precious fruit. The one who brings me the most precious fruit of all, will get my whole fortune.' I gotta tell you I am with this man fruit is the best." She chuckled, taking a moment to look down at Lizzy before she continued. Fingers still idly playing with her daughters soft curls.

"Three years pass and all of his sons return. He addresses the first son, asking if he'd brought him the most precious fruit. The son replies 'I believe the most precious fruit must be the one that tastes the sweetest! I have walked the earth to find you white grapes, I believe them to be the sweetest of all!' and of course as all stoic fathers with no emotions he simply replies with 'good job son.' and then addresses his second son." She paused pt press a quick kiss to the top of her daughter's head. Honestly it surprised her, it was so instinctual she hadn't even thought about it. Katerina cleared her throat and continued her story.

"The second son talks about how he believes the most precious fruit must be the rarest. So he traveled south to find his father fruit that did not grow in their country, and brough him back several. The hands off father thanks his son and says he will take one of the offered rare fruits. Finally he addresses his youngest son. 'what have you brought?' but he sees his son's hands are empty. 'Why have you returned with nothing?' he questions." This is Katerinas favourite part, and honestly a huge contributing factor to why she is the way she is... in certain regards.

"The youngest son confesses that he indeed has nothing in his hands, for he did not spend his money on anything he could eat. Instead, he spent it going to school, studying for three years. He states that the fruit he has come to offer his father is not one he could physically see, for it is in his heart and in his head, and he believes that to be the most precious fruit." She leaned her head against Lizzys and smirked.

"When daddy dearest heard these words, he said happily, 'You succeeded in bringing me the most precious fruit. You deserve the inheritance the most because there is no fruit more precious than those which give a man knowledge." You could tell in her voice that she was smiling as she said the last line you didn't need to see it.

"Your grandfather told me that story. When I was really little. It's actually one of the very very few happy memories I have with him. He used to sit me on his knee in front of the fire and tell me that story before bed sometimes." She paused, the smile fading from her voice.

"Anyway that story taught me that the most valuable thing in the world is knowledge, and it hasn't failed me since. Now I pass that on to you, like I did Nadia when I carried her." Oh yes, Katerina had spent many a night telling her unborn child stories. Now she finally got to tell one to Lizzy. Speaking of, she looked down at the seemingly dead weight daughter of hers. "You're not even awake still are you?" She teased softly.

Truth be told she didn't mind if she wasn't. This right here? This might be the first time in her life she's ever second guessed what the most precious fruit truly is...

#answered #headcanon #STOP IM SOBBING #SHE DESERVED TO BE A MOTHER #JUSTICE FOR KATERINA