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enchxanting · 1 year

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our love is god [ethan landry x reader] pt. 8

read part seven here || all parts

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

warnings: angst then fluff then angst again i'm gonna give you whiplash, emetophobia warning (not graphic just implied), discussion of suicide

a/n: next chapter is gonna be crazy... just fyi so stay tuned i lowkey can't believe i've kept up with this through 8 chapters but i'm glad i did because it's been super fun interacting with you guys and a rlly good writing exercise. enjoy this short chapter!

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Dear Diary,

Funerals blow. I suppose they blow more when you were the one to accidentally kill the person, but I think they still blow in general. I tried saying something to Tara when we were all throwing roses into the grave (I know, how trite), but I ended up talking to God instead. I said something dumb, like “Technically, I did not kill Tara, but, hey, who am I trying to kid, right?”

I’ve started coping with humor.

No one ever feels much like celebrating at a teenager’s funeral. Sam was a wreck; barely even talked. I started a conversation, but she just stared through me. Mindy and Chad kept trying to get my attention, but I’m still kind of avoiding them. It’s easier this way, just to be with Ethan.

Speaking of, he didn’t show. Of course, no one was expecting him to– except me. I don’t know, I thought he’d want to be here.

I should probably go. I’ve been away too long, it’s getting suspicious.

Y/N

I close my diary in my lap and shove it into my bag. I’ve been writing in one of the bathroom stalls for the last ten minutes. Trying to kick the hand-washing habit. It’s hard to do much of anything with chapped fingers. Even though Dr. Stone’s writing therapy feels useless, it keeps my hands busy.

Making my way out of the women’s room, I spot my parents in the far corner of the church lobby. My mom has her head down, and her glassy eyes tell me that she’s reading some Times article that we’ll discuss on the car ride home instead of my best friend’s tragic suicide. My dad has the same vacant stare, too, but he’s not absorbed in anything– just staring out a window on the opposite wall.

For some reason, the sight makes me sick– I can’t spend another minute watching it. I storm out of the doors, chest heaving.

Crossing the street, I end up on a small patch of grass by the parking lot. I double over, short of breath, and everything comes up. I’d be mortified if I didn’t feel like shit.

As I finish retching, I feel a hand on my back. I stiffen and turn to look.

“Fuck, Y/N, are you okay?” It’s Chad, with Mindy close behind.

“Uh, yeah,” I say, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “Sorry. Just overwhelmed.”

His eyes soften. “I get it.”

I can’t lie: it’s good to see the two of them. After avoiding everyone but Ethan for so long, the relief I feel at being with them outweighs my grief and guilt for the first time in days.

“Are you guys holding up any better than me?” I ask.

Chad laughs softly. “To be honest, no. I try not to think about it. I’ll get sucked into the cesspool of grief.”

“Yeah.” I nod in agreement. “I get that. What about you, Minds?”

She sighs. “Thinking too much, I guess.”

“Mm.”

There’s a long pause between all of us, but I don’t mind. I appreciate the quiet after the service.

Chad clears his throat. “So, um, we get that you’ve been MIA recently, and that’s cool because grieving is personal and all, but we miss you. A lot, actually. So will you please, please, please come have dinner with us tonight? At our place? Our parents are going out, so we can break into their wine cellar like we used to, I will cook, and Mindy will let you choose the movie for once.”

“I don’t know about that last bit,” Mindy intervenes, and Chad gives her a playful shove. “But, yeah. Please?”

I should probably say no, but, fuck, I miss them. “Okay.”

“Yes!” Chad hugs me tight, and pulls away, grinning. “We missed you, Y/N. Don’t be a stranger right now. We’re a team– you, me, Mindy, and Anika.”

Mindy groans. “Save your pep talks for your actual team. Season hasn’t even started yet, dork!”

“Yeah, whatever. We’ll see you tonight, okay?”

I roll my eyes at them as they walk away. “See you then.”

For the first time since Tara died, I let a big smile creep onto my face. Maybe this will all be okay.

That is, until I catch a glimpse of a dark jacket and curly hair in my peripheral vision. Turning sharply, I see Ethan, parked in his car across the street. He’s staring at Chad as he and Mindy walk towards their car.

Then he turns and looks at me, and my blood runs cold. His eyes are unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. There’s no hint of that softness I’ve become used to, but they’re not wild like last night in his car. His eyes are dark and stony, perfectly calculating.

Against my better judgment, I start towards his car, but his engine roars to life. He drops his gaze, and I stop before I reach the curb.

Ethan speeds away without looking back.

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dweetwise · 2 years

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[Riconti] Good at pretending (part 14)

Aka continuing my journey of peeling away at these two mfs' layers like onions. Word count: 1.9k [previous] [next]

When Felix returned to the patio swing where he had left Ace, he found the man fiddling with a rose that must have been nicked from one of the hedges nearby.

The sight made Felix pause. In the afternoon summer sun with a backdrop of a beautiful garden, Ace looked so calm and serene. Felix had always thought of his friend as somewhat of a loudmouth, but throughout this week he had proven himself to be so much more.

As soon as Ace spotted Felix, he was flashing his signature smile, and Felix was abruptly hit by how guilty he felt for abandoning Ace for nearly an hour while he caught up with Elodie.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize how long I was talking for,” Felix said.

“No worries," Ace reassured. "How’s Elodie?”

“How did you know she was the one I was talking to?”

Ace smiled. “Lucky guess.”

Not sure how to respond, Felix silently took a seat on the opposite bench of the swing.

“You guys are tight, huh?” Ace asked.

“I suppose,” Felix said. Then he huffed. “There’s really nothing quite like getting murdered on the regular to reconnect with your childhood friend.”

“I’m sorry she couldn’t be here,” Ace said. Felix looked at him in confusion. “Oh come on, I know I wasn’t your first choice. You even said as much when you called me.”

“I did?” Felix asked. He didn’t remember much of anything from their phone call: only tripping over his words and the way his palms had sweated from clutching his phone too hard.

“Maybe not in those exact words, but…” Ace shrugged.

Felix made a sound of protest.

“Hey, it’s okay – I get it,” Ace said. “I’d be far from my first choice, either. I’m still glad to be here – hell, even if you called your entire phone book before me, I still would’ve come.”

“You’re wrong,” Felix blurted out, making Ace perk up. “Yes, I asked Elodie first and she was the one to think of you, not me. But now that we’re here, there’s…” Felix hesitated. He shouldn’t reveal too much, but at the same time he wanted to be honest. “There’s nobody else I would rather have by my side.”

Ace rewarded him with the most beautiful smile Felix had ever seen – one that made his entire face soften, the laugh lines catching on the rays and shadows of the setting sun. The air felt loaded with something, and Felix held his breath and waited –

“I always thought you and Elodie were an item, you know,” Ace said, effectively killing the mood.

And Ace might as well have thrown a bucket of ice water in Felix’s face from the way the comment made him sputter. “What!?”

“You know, after I heard things didn’t work out with your ex-girlfriend," Ace explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "But even before we escaped the Entity, with how you two acted around each other.”

“No, we –” Felix took a breath, orienting himself after the mental whiplash. “We used to date, a long time ago – in the Pariahs. But we were young and it didn’t last long, and the breakup… I think that’s what eventually caused the whole group to fall apart.”

Felix glanced at Ace to see if he had already overshared. Ace however seemed happy to listen, his head tilted in curiosity.

“So when Elodie arrived in the realm, I just wanted to make things right. I didn’t want any rift between us that would make our new group fall apart, too,” Felix explained. “But it’s amazing what time can do; when we spoke, it was like we were thirteen again, two outcast kids finally finding someone like-minded.”

Felix smiled at the memory.

“Regaining her friendship was like finding a piece of me I didn’t know was missing,” Felix said. “I’m happy to have her back in my life, but that's all there is to it. Anything more would end in disaster – we learned that lesson the first time,” Felix chuckled.

“Huh,” Ace said. “I guess I just assumed. She always seemed like the only one you could let your walls down around.”

"Not the only one," Felix blurted out. Embarrassment flashed hot on his face, but since he had already shared so much… “I've always found it easy to be with you."

Rather than accept his compliment with a smile, Ace winced and muttered an "Aw, shit."

The defeat in his body language made Felix instantly steel himself for rejection. Ace seemed to realize this, because there was a moment of panic on his face before he hurried to continue.

"No, I didn't – I mean, me too!" Ace rambled, gesturing wildly with his hands. "I always liked being with you. You're probably one of my favorite people, actually."

Felix's brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of Ace's reaction. “But…?”

"But, well," Ace said sheepishly. "I used to be really fucking jealous of you, too."

"What? Why?" Felix wondered out loud. Why on Earth would Ace be jealous of someone as awkward and antisocial and whiny –

"Come on, you have it all!" Ace exclaimed. "The looks, the brains, the money and fame. You own a house and your own company, not to mention your boring family reunions take place in a goddamn mansion."

Felix had never really thought of his life that way. And he definitely hadn't realized that a free spirit like Ace would ever want to settle down and have something similar.

"When we escaped, you were going back to your friends and family and a life," Ace continued. "And I was going back to shitty motels and a lifetime of running away."

Felix's face softened in sympathy. "Ace…"

"I tried to get back into it, you know?" Ace interrupted, a manic energy to him. "Alternating casino games and swindling some unsuspecting tourist and hopping between towns before anyone caught on. But it just wasn't the same."

Ace sighed and turned his energy back to picking at the flower in his hands.

"Sure, I hated the Entity. I hated what it did to us, and how I had to watch all of you suffer," Ace said. "But it wasn't the worst time in my life – not by a long shot, and that's just fucking sad."

The lump forming in Felix's throat agreed with the sentiment, but for different reasons. Though Ace usually only told tales of great poker wins or amusing anecdotes of his travels, Felix had gotten those brief glimpses into a life that was far from glamorous. He knew Ace came from a poor upbringing and had done questionable things in order to survive, but for it all to be worse than their time at the Entity's hands?

It only made Felix want to wrap Ace in a tight hug and shed a few silent tears into his soft gray hair.

"So as happy as I was to be out of that hellhole, I was also bitter. Because all of you got to go home, and I…" Ace faltered. "I, well, got to keep drifting around aimlessly and doing fuck all with my life, having lost the only friends I'd had in decades."

"You didn't lose us," Felix said. Ace stopped fidgeting with the rose long enough to meet his eyes. "You told me that the survivors were – and still are – my family. We are yours, too."

Ace grimaced. "Yeah. I guess every family needs a Bernard."

Felix almost physically recoiled at the comparison. "You are not a Bernard," he stressed. "You are…"

Felix paused, considering his options. He still had at least some level of contempt for nearly everyone in his family, but…

"You're an Alexander," Felix decided. "Making everyone feel welcome and bringing a smile to people's faces even when they should be having a miserable time. A Bernard could never do that."

This conversation was absurd, talking about Felix's relatives like they were objects, but Ace's lips were finally forming a hesitant smile.

"Yeah?" Ace asked.

"Yes," Felix said. "You were always the glue holding us together and keeping us from spiraling into hopelessness. And after…"

With a start, Felix realized what had happened; as much as he had treasured Ace's friendship and the light that he had brought into the endless darkness of the realm, Felix had taken it for granted and not bothered to keep in touch after they escaped. Ace had been there when Felix needed him during the worst time in his life, but after they were out, Ace had needed Felix.

And Felix had abandoned him.

"I'm – god, I'm so sorry," Felix said. "I should have reached out to you. I didn't realize that you were struggling."

He fought the urge to reach out right now, to place a hand on Ace's knee and hopefully get rid of the nervous energy in Ace's body.

"You don't really have anything to apologize for, but…" Ace scratched at his neck. "Thanks; it means a lot. That you didn't want to get rid of me."

Felix's chest felt heavy with guilt and he briefly wondered how Ace could ever think that lowly about himself. But then again, Felix was no stranger to rejection sensitivity; and with absolutely no contact from his part until he needed Ace for something again, was it any wonder that Ace felt that way?

"Never." Felix stressed the word. "I've always been grateful for your friendship and am honored to have you in my life."

Ace regarded him curiously, and Felix could only swallow and look down at his feet.

"And I realize I've been terrible at showing it," Felix said.

"Hey, that's not fair," Ace said. "I could've just as easily picked up the phone. Probably would've disturbed you in some ultra important business meeting and made Lauren wanna strangle me, but omelets and cracked eggs and all that."

Ace's tone was jovial but Felix realized that was exactly the problem. The last time they saw each other, Felix was supposed to be returning home to a girlfriend and baby and stressful career. Meanwhile, Ace had, in his own words, had nothing. It made sense that he didn't want to intrude and Felix was kicking himself for only realizing it now.

"No," Felix decided. "I messed up. I'll do better from now; I promise."

He couldn't bring himself to look at Ace, staring resolutely down at the floor.

The swing moved as the balance shifted, and suddenly Ace’s shoes were right there next to Felix's. A hand landed on his head and ran gently through his hair and surprised, Felix finally looked up.

Ace was smiling at him, his expression kind and unguarded and happy in a way that Felix had never seen before. His calloused fingers lightly massaged Felix's scalp where he was petting his hair and Felix would have melted under the attention if he wasn't busy holding his breath and wondering if Ace was going to kiss him right then and there –

Instead, Ace held up the rose – its outer layers of wilted petals removed and now in pristine condition – and placed it in Felix’s breast pocket. Felix didn’t dare move.

“There,” Ace said, patting Felix on the chest before both of his hands left him. “We should probably be getting back.”

Felix swallowed and managed a nod. “Of course.”

The atmosphere was strange as he followed Ace back to the manor. Something had shifted between them; Ace's step seemed lighter than before, even as something hung heavy and unsaid between them.

Felix only hoped that they could figure it out before the week was over.

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rebelyelll · 10 months

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Whiplash Riot Author's Notes | Chapter 6

Right off the bat, I'm gonna go ahead and state that Chapter 6 by far has had the most editing done to it out of all 13 chapters. It was very roughly written the first time, and as I read over it a couple of times I realized what needed to be changed and what needed to be added. Let's just say it was more than I expected lol.

Avdol's Stand

It wasn't until I released Chapter 9 that it occurred to me that Avdol's Stand had barely a believable outline written. I had basic ideas churning in my head, but didn't have a clue as to how to execute them. I'll start by explaining this: I thought of a neat little twist on the canon characters and the stands and wanted to incorporate that into both Avdol and Leon's stands. Why? Well, I thought to myself about how interesting it would be if the Avdol in the Whiplash Universe had a Silver Chariotesque stand. And that's where I started, however, coming up with an ability that surrounds simply "cutting metal" sorta wasn't very convincing to me.

Giving credit where credit is due, this is where one of my betas came in and offered some very helpful suggestions for a stand that could indeed cut something, but at the same time have a definitively well-defined ability to go alongside it. That way the stand isn't just "cuts X". Recently, I made some much-needed rewrites where instead of the stand's reveal being ambiguous, the scene where Leon vs. Red Jumpsuit Apparatus is officially its first reveal, giving a hint of its physical description as well as explaining its ability without getting too carried away.

As of now, unfortunately, I don't have a design set in stone for Steelheart yet, but in the new future I will. So, keep a lookout for that!

The Fucking Fire Hydrant-Zipline Scene

God...maybe it's just my inner critic, but THIS SCENE MAKES ME CRINGE. The part where Avdol's stand slices up the metal beams and fashions the pieces into a zipline for Leon to escape, for some odd reason, is so fucking funny to me. I don't know how my readers feel about it, buuuut LOL. Just imagine being trapped on a fire hyrdrant around a puddle of lava for a second. And you make a quick getaway by ziplining over the lava mere seconds from the fire hydrant being consumed. I mean, I get it. He HAD to escape somehow, but here's the thing: the fire hydrant is 3 feet tall. A THREE-FOOT-TALL FIRE HYDRANT.

Granted it's the year 3099, and it's a little bit of worldbuilding into how they've advanced or whatever, but it's still so funny to me. Maybe it works, I don't know lol. Some of my readers I've asked have told me it's fine and aren't bothered by it, so I guess it works...? But GODDD I just can't get over how crazy it is LOL. Genuinely, I'd love honest opinions about that one if people have any lmao!

Coffee Flavored Circus Peanuts

Listen. I don't care what a mfer has to say about circus peanuts (the candy)...they are fucking good to me. That snack was my childhood. I didn't just want Angus to have a thing for coffee in the vain of Joseph Joestar in part 3. Though I'd be lying if I said that wasn't a direct reference to him. The circus peanuts being coffee flavored was just something I made up in the spur of the moment.

What inspired this was around the time I was writing Chapter 6. I hadn't even reached the end of the fight just yet, (but I was a few paragraphs to the last) and I literally...LITERALLY...went on an arduous quest all around my hometown scouring for a store that sold circus peanuts. All of them said they were sold out. Like whaAAAT??!

Every clerk we'd ask would just shoot weird looks at us like we were crazy. They knew what we were talking about, but their response to us asking if they had any was: "Those are nasty! Wtf."

Bitch, Idgaf. I love that candy. Now when I'm walking through the store, and I manage to see them on the aisle, I grab a boat load and pay for them. You damn right I'm buying that many! If you people don't like em, well hey! I damn sure do, let me get 50 of them while I'm here! I'll gladly take em off your hands, hehehe!

References

The chapter's title, Crouching Rebel, Hidden Steel is a reference to the 2000 Chinese film, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus -- Namesake: an American rock band by the same name

Steelheart -- Namesake: an American glam metal band by the same name Angus Thunderstrike -- Namesake: Angus Young from AC/DC, and his surname is a reference to their song Thunderstruck

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allofthegirlsyoulovedbef0r3 · 1 year

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[12:38:41 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> I miss you

[12:39:00 PM] <LesTara> Oh hey! I've missed you as well

[12:39:44 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> How are you today? Has anyone played with you already? Haha

[12:41:00 PM] <LesTara> Haha no sadly :( How about you?

[12:41:51 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Same as you baby. I think i do not have interest in them. But i have been here since I woke. Haha.

[12:42:09 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Like 6 hours ago i guess

[12:42:32 PM] <LesTara> Haha yeah? That's a very long time

[12:43:06 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Maybe because I am selective too.

[12:43:31 PM] <LesTara> Yeah true, I bet many people have come to you, knowing how beautiful you are

[12:44:08 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Hahaha. I won't deny the people coming. But the beautiful part I am not so confident about that.

[12:44:28 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> I miss your brown eyes and athletic body baby

[12:45:10 PM] <LesTara> Mmm yeah I miss your beautiful body and your wavy hair

[12:45:17 PM] <LesTara> And I am very confident about the beautiful part

[12:45:52 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> :') you really wont dismiss that. I guess that is also one trait being asian.

[12:46:08 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> When you deny things people say to you

[12:46:38 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> What have you been doing lately?

[12:46:39 PM] <LesTara> Haha yeah definitely. I mean you just are very beautiful and mesmerising

[12:46:51 PM] <LesTara> I've spent some time with family and friends over easter, and you?

[12:47:45 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Just at home chilling with my family... We didn't went out. I think that is also part of the tradition. They say it is best to stay indoors during lent. Haha.

[12:47:53 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> *go out

[12:48:20 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> They still believe in some old beliefs passed from 1 generation to another.

[12:48:52 PM] <LesTara> Haha yeah definitely. My family usually stays in the house as well but I'm not sure if that's because of the traditional beliefs

[12:49:02 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> 😂

[12:50:09 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Do you have any movie recommendations in mind? Lesbian movies I prefer i think it has been long since I watched any.

[12:51:24 PM] <LesTara> Mmm well if I'm completely honest I don't know many lesbian movies, but some of my favourites include Inception, Get out, Goodwill hunting, and Whiplash

[12:52:15 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Okay id take note of that. Sometimes things can be really boring i want something to passively use my time.

[12:52:27 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> But given this cuddly weather I think I'd just end curling up to bed with you.

[12:52:52 PM] <LesTara> Haha thank you so much, I'd love that even more than watching the movie

[12:55:08 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://www.sex.com/pin/62200697/

[12:55:41 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://www.sex.com/pin/65109497-wake-up/

[12:56:19 PM] <LesTara> Mmm is that us together baby? I'd definitely love that

[12:56:44 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Yeah baby i wanna caress you while we cuddle

[12:57:44 PM] <LesTara> Mmm well you've got a done deal because I'd love you to caress me as well

[12:59:03 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> 🥵 your skin is so soft baby

[12:59:56 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://cumception.com/wp-content/upload/2018/06/lesbian_bre-8655.gif

[1:00:27 PM] <LesTara> Mmm baby I feel so wet, you're touch is so perfect on my body

[1:00:50 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> You on top of me as I touch you. You humping your breasts while stimulating your pussy with my thighs.

[1:02:00 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> I can feel your juices wetting my thighs baby 🤤

[1:02:17 PM] <LesTara> Mmm omg baby I love this so much, I think I might squirt everywhere

[1:03:22 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Hmmmmm so i shall continue with this motion baby, i want you to squirt for me. Make my body dirty with your rosy squirting cunt

[1:05:09 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://porngif.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Lesbian-Kissing.gif

[1:05:13 PM] <LesTara> Mmm omg I am nearly there, if you do it for a few more seconds I'll cover you in all my squirt

[1:07:00 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Id help you slide your slit on my thigh by elevating my thigh a bit higher kissing you squeezing your breasts

[1:09:01 PM] <LesTara> Mmm I am cumming everywhere, I am squirting all over your perfect body and perfect everything

[1:11:58 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Id pull you up higher put your pussy on my face i want your dirt on my face. I wanna receive your juices and wash my face with it

[1:13:06 PM] <LesTara> Mmm omg it's going all over your face, are you enjoying this baby?

[1:14:41 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> I am babyyyy hmmmm taraaaa verryyy muchhh

[1:15:41 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Tara hmmmm baby you're so goooood I wanna eat your cunt so baddd

[1:16:04 PM] <LesTara> Mmm then do it baby, I'm here for you to do it

[1:17:03 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://i0.wp.com/sexgifs.me/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/img_9353.gif?resize=502%2C280&ssl=1

[1:17:31 PM] <LesTara> Mmm i bet you love the taste of it

[1:17:49 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Much obliged baby 🤤🤤🤤💦💦💦💦 fuck you're so wet honn

[1:18:23 PM] <LesTara> Mmmm yeah I'm so wet for you

[1:19:30 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> I do love the taste baby. i wanna keep repeating making you cum again and again. i wont lick you clean baby. I want you to feel how bad you have been when you left me for couple of days 🤤🥵🥵 wanna flip you over and let you ride on a strapon baby 🤤🥵

[1:20:36 PM] <LesTara> Mmm hehe a kink I have is knowing how much of a whore I am ;) . And you fucking me hard makes me know that I am a whore

[1:21:57 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> 🤤🥵🥵 fuuuckkk Taraaa you are so hot when you make me wanna fuck your hard baby

[1:22:01 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> *you

[1:23:09 PM] <LesTara> Mmm do it then baby, fuck me hard and make me scream loudly in pleasure

[1:23:39 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> https://porngifmag.com/content/2018/12/strap-on_001.gif

[1:24:40 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> You laying on the bed, my eyes locked i to yours. I can feel your breath panting. Your chests heaving your toes clenchingg

[1:25:38 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Baby say it Tara you want me to go harder huh. Fuck your slutty cunt huhhh! say it baby say ittt

[1:25:38 PM] No such nick/channel

[1:29:45 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Babyyy

[1:29:45 PM] No such nick/channel

[1:31:06 PM] <ForHerEyesOnly> Babyyyy 😭

[1:31:06 PM] No such nick/channel

[2:53:02 PM] Disconnected

[2:53:35 PM] Connected

[3:32:04 PM] Disconnected

[3:32:21 PM] Connected

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hiddens-eden · 3 years

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The Last Tune (Emmett Cullen x Male!Reader) Pt 1

Paring; Emmett Cullen x Male Reader + Cullen Family x Male Reader (PLATONIC)

Warning: Cursing, Abuse, Tramua, Angst

Pronouns; He/Him

Spelling checked; No

Summary; Y/N is a quiet boy that's had his fair share of physical and emotional trauma, so he loves to keep to himself. He barely interacts with anyone unless needed and prefers to listen to music and sketch in peace. So imagine his surprise when some of the most popular kids in school want to be around him! They heard him singing along with his music and were immediately entranced. One of them in particular has his eyes set on him. Though, they are not the only ones who have an interest in Y/N.

A/N; Hello, my little Otaku's! Welcome to my first fic! I hope you enjoy, and feedback is always appreciated! Just be kind! I'm sorry if it seems at all rushed! On my next stories I do plan on switching PoV's so it'll be easier to write and more entertaining. Enjoy!

"Who are they?"a dark haired girl asked her friend that was sitting just across from their lunch table

"Those are some of the most popular people in school, the Cullen's. Not only are they hot as hell, but they're charming to boot! They do disappear for long periods of time, which gives them an air of mystery."

At the Cullen's table, they softly chuckled at the description the new girl was given. After all, it's only natural considering what they are. They are a being talked about in many fantasy tales. Known for their taste for blood. Vampires, a creature of the night that feasts on humans. However, they in particular don't drink human blood

They went back to softly talking to each other, but a few minutes later something caught their attention. A soft voice echoed in their eardrums. It was enchanting and beautiful, it was like nothing they've ever heard of. They all simultaneously started looking around for the source of the pleasant sound when the new girl asked about someone else.

"Who is that?" she asked, pointing to a table where a boy sat by himself

"Oh! That's (Y/N), (L/N)! He doesn't talk much, but when he does, you can't help but feel so tranquil and at peace!"

That caught the vampire's attention, and they whipped their heads to where the brunette was pointing. Noticing that that was where the sound is coming from.

"What do you mean?"

"His voice is so soft, like silk! But it has a sort of firmness to it! That's not the only thing, though. He is so kind, adorable, and smart as well! He even helps who ask for him to tutor them. His personality makes everyone want to be around him!"

That rose some questions in the vampires heads. If he is that well-liked, why is no one sitting near him?

"Then why is he alone?"

~The vampires will have to thank the new girl for asking so many questions~

"Well, whenever people come near him, he gets anxious and tries to get away as soon as possible. Someone grabbed him on accident, and he started having a panic attack, falling to the ground, and hyperventilating."

The Cullen's were a little shocked when they heard this. That wasn't normal for sure

"Holy shit. Was he okay?"

"Yeah, he was sent home early. But, some students saw his face as he was leaving and said that he looked terrified. We think something is going on where he lives, though we can't know for sure" she shrugged

"Once he came to school the next day, he was wearing long-sleeves. I thought it was weird considering he never wore them before, but the rest of the school shrugged it off as it being in the winter months making it reasonable. The person apologized the next day and (Y/N) just said it was fine, and he just likes being alone, so now that's what we do"

Right when the girl finished, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Making everyone get up and start to throw away their trash and head to class. All except one person...

"I don't think he heard the bell" Emmett said

"Gee, none of us would've guessed!" Rosalie responded, causing the other Cullen's to chuckle

Suddenly, Jasper's sight shifted to his wife Alice because he felt her stiffening up, a tell-tale sign of her power activating. The other vampires looked at her as well, waiting for her to relay what she saw. After a little bit she came to and, slowly, turned to Emmett grinning

"Emmett, why don't you go over and tell him class is about to start? Maybe even ask him to tutor you! We all know you need it." she remarked, still grinning

Starting to understand why she was acting like the way she was, Emmett sighed, wanting to protest, but he knew Alice's visions almost always came true, or they would end at the same conclusion.

He made his way over to where the boy was sitting

"Remember not to grab him!" Alice semi-shouted from where she was standing

Emmett waved her off, still approaching (Y/N)

He gently tapped (Y/N)'s shoulder, making the smaller boy jump in surprise and what Emmett can only assume is fear

(Y/N) turned his head around fast enough to give him whiplash and that's when he met the golden eyes of the person that startled him

He took his earbud out before speaking, "I-Is there s-something I can do for you?" (Y/N) asked shakily

Emmett stood there for a moment. He had never seen someone so hot and cute at the same time. The girl was right, too. His voice is the embodiment of angelic. Emmett took this chance to take in all the boys features, from his soft (S/C) skin that reflected the light of the cafeteria. To his intoxicating (E/C) eyes that he could get lost in over and over again. Emmett felt a small pull to (Y/N), and he knew exactly what it meant.

“H-hello? Are you alright?” (Y/N) asked

“I-I um…class is about to start…”

(Y/N) looked at the time and blushed

“So it is…” (Y/N) stood up and started collecting his things “T-thanks for letting me know” (Y/N) stood to leave but was stopped as Emmett stood in front of him

“I was wondering if you could help me study for chemistry? I’m currently failing” Emmett chuckled, rubbing the back of his head

"I-I don't mind, where should we meet?"

"How about the Library after school?"

(Y/N) smiled the slightest bit "Sounds good, now if you don't mind I need to get to class" and with that (Y/N) left the cafeteria heading to his next class. Emmett slowly rejoined his family, still in awe from the recent interaction.

Jasper grinned from the emotions Emmett was emulating

"It seems Emmett is very interested in that guy"

"Hell yeah I am! Did you see him?!"

"We did" Edward answered him, "But"

"But what?" Emmett asked

"I can't read his mind, same with the new girl"

"Does that mean they're a supernatural?" Rosalie asked

"No, they aren't. The new girl is a weird case, but (Y/N) seems to just have fantastic mental walls and barriers. Which is concerning..."

"Then I'll have to break them" Emmett smirked

The rest of the Cullen's let out a collective sigh as they made their way to their respective classes. Still wondering what was going on with the mysterious (Y/N).

The final bell rang, indicating the end of the school day. Students started to funnel out of their classes and into the hallways. Emmett was waiting outside (Y/N)'s classroom, ready to head to the library.

After waiting awhile of waiting, (Y/N) came out of the classroom books and binder in hand

"Hey"

(Y/N) jumped and turned around to see Emmett, a look of relief claimed his face

"You ready to go?"

"Y-yeah"

As they made their way to the library, they made some just talked about their interests and things of that nature, eventually arriving at their destination. After they settled in their seats with the necessary books, they started the study session.

Emmett found it cute, they way (Y/N) would nervously try and help him understand the complex formula's and equations. After a few explanations, (Y/N) sat down and started to work on his homework. Unconsciously, (Y/N) started to sing to himself, making Emmett perk up and look at him.

"You're a good singer"

(Y/N) blushed, "Thanks...but others don't think so..."

"Are you kidding me?!" Emmett stood up, causing (Y/N) to jump a little, "Your voice is amazing!"

(Y/N) blushed at the praise he was given. He'd never been complimented before, so this was new to him.

"Thank you" (Y/N) smiled, making Emmett's cold and dead heart swell with something he's never felt before

"N-no problem" Emmett said before sitting down, and starting to work again, still thinking of that cute-ass smile

Soon, the sun started to set and that was their cue to wrap things up.

"Could you tutor me again tomorrow? If you're free, that is" Emmett asked

"Sure, I should be open. Meet here after school?"

"Deal"

"Then I'll see you tomorrow" (Y/N) smiled at Emmett before walking to his place

To say Emmett was giddy is an understatement. He was over the moon. Not only did he get to be tutored by his adorable mate, but he also got him to open up and be more relaxed around him! He made his way back to his own house and entered with his head still stuck in the clouds. Unaware of the fact that the whole family was sitting in the living room

"It seems that Emmett had an amazing time" Jasper couldn't help but let out his own smile from Emmett's emotions

"Something good happen, Emmett?" Carlisle asked, intrigued by Jasper's comment

"I think he's the one"

"The One?" Esme questioned

Alice snickered, clearly happy that her vision seemed to have came true

"My mate" Emmett replied, still thinking about the fun time he had studying with (Y/N)

"Congrats!! But, make sure you claim him before anyone else!" Esme explained

"He's not an object, Esme" Carlisle chastised

"I know, but humans may not understand their feelings"

"I just have to take things slow. I don't want to scare him off"

~Next Day at School~

"Hey (Y/N)!"

"Hmm? Oh, hey Emmett!" (Y/N) smiled sweetly

As Emmett got closer to (Y/N) he noticed a very distinct smell coming from the boy. "(Y/N) are you alright?" he asked concern lacing his voice

(Y/N) visibly tensed and started to shake slightly. "U-um ye-yeah? I'm f-fine"

Emmett was less than convinced. He needed to know who or what hurt his mate, so he could end it's pitiful existence, then and there. Though, he decided not to add anymore fuel to the fire...yet.

"If you say so. We should head to to class"

"Yeah"

"Are we still on for tonight?"

"If you still want to, then yes" (Y/N) smiled at Emmett causing him to absolutely gush at his adorableness

"Yep! Totally!" (Y/N) chuckled at Emmett's response

While heading to class they just talked about whatever was on their minds. Well, mostly Emmett since (Y/N) is a closed off little bean <3. But, that didn't stop either of them from enjoying themselves. Even once they where in class they softly whispered to each other. Their teacher didn't care much because (Y/N) is a model student and Emmett is a popular kid (you know those teachers that try and get in with the cool kids? Yeah, that's their teacher). When they went their seperate way's for their second block (Y/N) though that was it, like all of the other people he's tutored. He just thought Emmett was being kind and he'd see him after school for their study session. But he was proven wrong at lunchtime.

(Y/N) was eating by himself at a table listening to music and singing along softly when he felt vibrations coming from next to him. He looked over to not only see Emmett, but the whole Cullen entourage in tow. He was shocked to say the very least.

"Can we sit here?"

Collecting himself he responded with a soft "Yeah". The Cullen's then sat down, Emmett sitting on your right and Alice on your left. She squealed and looked twoards you "I've wanted to actually talk to you for a while now! Emmett talks about you and your singing too! I hope I can hear you one day!" This, this was how (Y/N).exe has stopped working. You where an embarassed blushing mess while looking at Emmett in mock betrayal. 'He talks about me?' you thought. He just smirked enjoying your cuteness.

"Ahh!!! He's soo adorable!!" Now you were a even darker red. Only provoking Alice more as she got slightly closer to you. You were about to curl in on yourself when you felt that you were being griped by the waist and pulled into a solid chest.

"Alice, your going to make him explode" Emmett said slightly, just slightly defensive

She laughed "My my what about you then?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look down, bonehead" Rosalie butted in amused

Emmett did what she said and saw you an absolute wreck. If a cherry was a person it would be you at this point-

Now he was trying to compose himself. The sight of both of you made everyone at the table start chuckling. After that whole fiasco you got to know Emmett's family and started to enjoy their presence. Something you never really had the pleasure of experiencing...

Over the next few weeks, Emmett did everything he could to be even remotely close to (Y/N). They would do studying sessions at the library, and after they would get something to eat. Well, only (Y/N) did. He thought it was weird Emmett never ate anything, but Emmett assured (Y/N) that he was eating well. They would often go to parks and just have fun too. However, all fun things come to an end. When one day (Y/N) didn't show up to school. Emmett just thought (Y/N) got a cold, but soon days turned to weeks and he was getting worried. He didn't know where (Y/N) lived so he couldn't go to his house and see if he was alright, but one day Carlise came home a little later than usual which was not unnoticed by his family.

"You're back late" Esme commented

"Well there is a teenager in critical condition. He came in with severe lacerations all over his body and what seemed to be marks of repeated tramua as well. He came in a couple of weeks ago and was in a coma until he flatlined earlier this morning" Carlise took off his doctor coat and placed it on the chair making his way to Esme. As he stood next to her he looked over to see his "children" with wide eyes

"Is something wrong?" Carlise asked a bit worried

"When did that patient come into the hospital?" Emmett asked urgently

"(Date). Why?"

With that all of the vampires stood up and started to get ready to go to the hospital

"What's wrong? Where are you guys going?" Esme asked

"That's most likely my mate" Emmett replied, making it clear he was irritated

"Well then what are we waiting for?" Esme rushed everyone out the door and to the hospital

At the hospital, they made their way to the room (Y/N) was at. Once there, Carlisle motioned for Emmett to enter first. Emmett went in and was shocked by what he saw. (Y/N) had many tubes attached to him. His body was wrapped in bandages and his breathing was hitching. Emmett walked over to the resting (Y/N) and reached out for his hand, grasping it softly. He rubbed his thumb over the boy's knuckles in a reassuring manner, then sat down next to the bed, still holding (Y/N)'s hand. He could only think about how much he failed his mate. How could he let this happen? He knew there was something going on, but he did nothing? He turned a blind eye to it all. How can he face (Y/N) when he wakes up? Emmett's thoughts were interrupted by someone's voice

"Who are you?"

"I should be asking you that" Emmett replied

"I'm (Y/N)'s boyfriend"

With that, Emmett's world stopped. Boyfriend? How? Why? Was I to late? Emmett turned to (Y/N) conflicted, but that's when he saw the heart monitor. His heart rate was not that high a while ago.

"Can you leave me with my boyfriend?" (B/F/N) asked harshly

Emmett reluctantly stood up and made his way to the door, but not before taking one last look at (Y/N). Once he was out of the room, Emmett started walking down the hallway back to his family.

"Who was that guy that went in there?" Rosalie went up to Emmett

"Apparently, he's (Y/N)'s boyfriend"

The Cullen's looked at Emmett in sadness and pity, but they noticed something

"You don't seem that bothered about it" Jasper said

"Well, before he came in, (Y/N)'s heart rate was normal, but when he spoke his heart rate rose"

"So, you think-"

"Yeah, his 'boyfriend' must've done that to him"

"That's awful" Esme covered her mouth in shock

"We can't really do anything if we don't have proof though" Alice said irritated

"Then we'll just have to get some" Emmett smirked, making the other Cullen's nod

They made their plan's and put them on hold until you were sent home. In the meantime, Emmett came to visit whenever your 'boyfriend' was never there and if he was, Carlisle was keeping a closer eye on you than normal. He also noticed that (B/F/N) would only ever sit in the chair across the room and when he would glance at you a look of disgust would be present on his face. This further solidified his resolve to get you out of that situation.

~A few days later while Emmett is visiting you~

"We're going to help you (Y/N), Everything will be better soon" Emmett reassured the sleeping male whilst holding his hand. He then felt (Y/N) clench his hand and looked up to see those beautiful (E/C) orbs opening

"Em-"

"Shh, don't strain yourself yet" Emmett stood up and pressed the 'call' button just above (Y/N)'s head before sitting back down

"Where-"

"The hospital...can you tell me what happened to you?"

After a brief pause, (Y/N) shook his ever so slightly

"That's fine, just tell me when you're ready" Emmett smiled sweetly. He saw (Y/N)'s face contort into sadness as he started crying. "I-I'm sorry f-for worrying you" (Y/N) choked out between sobs. Emmett couldn't see him cry like this, so he started to comfort and reassure the other male. "You'll be okay...I won't let you get hurt anymore..."

A/N: I really hope you liked it! Please tell me your thoughts! Sorry it took way longer than I said! I will now be working on the requests I have gotten and a new series I've conjured up ;)By my little Otaku's!!

#emmett cullen #Emmett Cullen x male reader #Emmett Cullen x male!reader #gay #lgbtq #Twilight #Twilight x male reader #Twilight x male!reader #the cullen family #the cullens #pt1 #part 1

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batarangsoundsdumb · 3 years

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guess fucking what? my inbox is so fucking full right now i'm unloading all of this shit in one post.

For the 11th gotham memes: gothamites react to bruce being jacked in a tiktok he made with kids, like super yoked, ripped as hell

fucking hilarious thanks. i think i did it in one meme post, but i genuinely don't remember which one

i dunno which of the batfam would do this but one time i was sleeping over at a friends house and ended up on the floor bc the bed was so very small and i just stayed there because the rug was soft

that's a drunk jason move i don't know what to tell you

tim and jason are "i listen to pop punk" solidarity. whenever jason highjacks the batmobile theyll go on long ass car rides blaring mcr and paramore and then never talk about it again

as they should!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tim: no jason it's my turn using the aux cord i gotta put on my jams jason: don't you dare put on weird shit tim: don't worry, you're gonna love this *plays fearless (taylor's version)

hear me out hear me out, red hood stans 🤝 nightwing stans t h i g h s

holy shit yes.

SNL au: Bruce breaks character when pretending to superman and says something like "I'm not superman! You've seen his gps!! It's from 2001!!!" @sabeanybabe

superman flies past the snl building the next day just to say 'actually it's from 2005, i'm not a heathen'

does your back hurt from carrying the batfam fandom

it hurts more from the exotic rock collection i keep in my backpack, but thanks for the concern.

I love your posts by why would you always leave the best parts in the tags?

as a treat for the people that check the tags ;) (and also because i'm committed to the short post aesthetic)

somehow your playlist was everything i never knew i needed. i mean it. this is my new favorite playlist.

and don't you dare get a new favourite playlist!

babe ur stoner tim playlist is exactly too perfect, earth is literally blessed by ur existence

babe thanks so much! i love my stoner tim playlist because it's just my usual playlist but people think it's an artistic choice that i put taylor swift and britney spears in there, when it's just what i unironically like listening to

JANDKSKDK BILLY RAY CYRUS ON THE STONER TIM PLAYLIST I LOVE IT IT

again it's not even an ironic choice, i know every single word and i genuinely like the song

The last chapter of Fundamentals of Casework has me crying at work. Thanks I love it @dudelookitsalesbian

oh babe, i'm sorry, but also, not sorry i love chapter 4 so much it's my lovechild with the 'mental illness' tag

soooo....stumbled on your tumblr by some stroke of fate??? read your DC fanfic first. which is PHENOMENAL btw. then found all the batmemes; the funniest thing EVER bc everyone forgets about regular old gothamites. kept scrolling and your blog pops up as recommended. clicked on the ao3 for shits and giggles and waddaya know?!?!? it's YOU!!! you're LEGEND!!!! ever seen that meme? it's a video of a cat that got into a baseball field and the two announcers get really invested in his escape attempt and start giving a play by play of the cat instead of the game. memeable moment: "GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!"

i seriously think about this ask every single day and it's so fucking funny to me that i've never seen the meme you're referencing, but i still find myself going 'GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!' whenever i see something funny. but wow i'm glad you liked this steaming pile of garbage

Fav dc character overall? And fav batfamily character?

don't ask me to pick between the loves of my life, but i can tell you i've cried about every single batfamily member and also wally west (my beloved)

What's your opinion on fans having a problem with batfam being "too big"? And some even claim that batfam is just "Bruce Alfred Dick Damian" and the rest of them are just "friends and allies" (source: reddit) Personally, I like batfam because of this reason but idk

stupid. a family can never be too big. i'm not that big a fan of like huge batfam stuff with everybody from every single universe, because as much as it's funny for bruce to have like 30 kids, it just feels a little too OOC for me.

This is the best tag I've seen involving the batfam, thanks for thinking of it

This is canon now @nctxrejects

lmao yeah i think at that point alfred has had to sit through like at least a dozen coming out talks and just has a pride flag collection in the attic that he pulls out whenever a kid comes out

idk why batfam hits different as compared to any other superhero family

bc it's found family and usually the other superhero families are almost all genetically related in one way or another

I don't know if you watch the umbrella academy but I saw your last post about batcest and saw the similarities. But the thing is (although I think it's weird) in TUA, they addressed it by saying "they were raised as weapons, not siblings" or something along those lines, which is simply not the case with batfam.

yeah i watched tua but i also thought it was ridiculous and they still treated each other as siblings so i didn't like the luthor/allison thing, and am glad they stopped doing that shit bc it fucking sucked.

Hot take: Batcest shippers are the same people who believe adopted siblings are not actual siblings

smoking hot take: batcest shippers are the people who watch 'my sister got stuck in the washing machine' porn

Duke was adopted by Bruce?

not technically no, but do i, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb, look like i care?

True story but I had to change my freaking name because it used to be "Damien" and most people would go "OH LIKE DAMIAN WAYNE" like please I'm just tryna live

true story, but i don't actually think of damian when i hear the name damian, literally the first thing that pops up is damian darkh like bruh what?

apparently dc comics company supported comic stores by giving out new titles and stuff during the beginning of the pandemic to help them run and I just think that's wholesome

ah yeah that's so fucking cool, still don't like dc, the company, because this world is a capitalist hellhole and we're all owned by warner brothers or disney with no in between.

ayo looking at tumblr head canons and finding out bruce is actually a terrible father is a punch in the gut

lmao yes, in like 50% of comics bruce is a terrible father and it gives me whiplash

oooh I just saw the jason todd vs winter soldier post and the real question is: batman vs iron man

while iron man has like hundreds of cases of armor, batman could throw out an emp and have the guy dropping out of the sky in 2 seconds.

dickfast = fastdick = quickdick = quickie

magnum hot take

hey bata(?) just thought I'd let you know I have copied the obnoxious emoji and Billy Ray post for use on simping men going forth

thank you 😘🌷 (@spacebarsidecar)

why would you do that to your followers???? i get why i did it, but why would you???

what is scarecrow made the nightwing funko pop himself, like those diy-ers that paint over other ones

oh god no, horrible take, horrible take, that's a disgusting thought oh no

I see your HC that Bruce and Oliver fucked and raise you this: Dick and Roy ALSO fucked

yes they did and it was a horrible moment for jason to find out dick has fucked both of his best friends

"at this rate bruce adds like 1 child to his family every decade or so" Duke is introduced in 2013, Damian as Damian, not as an unnamed child, in 2006. And he is already 14 years old, Robins rarely remain Robins after 16 😬 It looks like a new Robin and Batkid will appear in a couple of years

i mean i can't wait? but somebody will probably die first tho, we're due for another major character death. my money's on either cass or duke this time.

BRO you're so right all of your Bruce's ex headcanons are amazing but they aren't ships, that's kinda wild. Like I don't want any peeks into how their relationship was I just want to see everyone make fun of them

lmao YES it's just i love bruce being a slut, like good for him.

I am in love with your posts your honour thank you

omg thanks are we like,, gonna kiss now?

The justice league needs to have a meeting to discuss how many of their members/partners have slept with bruce. Because through a combination of cannon & fannon (if DC wasn’t homophobic) we have AT LEAST: 1) clark 2) lois 3) oliver 4) dinah 5) john

Thats not counting villains or random civilians @dudelookitsalesbian

yes yes yes, they'll have a yearly meeting about how many of their collective exes could be out for revenge and batman's list just keeps getting longer.

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

and what about it?

when steph's fighting livewire and she zaps her with lighting and nothing happens and then they both just. stand there awkwardly for a second and talk. yeah i couldn't stop laughing at that batgirl steph is the BEST

oh yeah that was fucking hilarious and i think it would be so cool and sexy of dc to give steph a little comic series,,, as a treat

Hi I absolutely adore all of yours "Bruce and Oliver very badly pretending they didn't fuck each other" memes

lmao i do too

I need you to know that “Bruce Wayne had frosted tips” is one of my favorite Bruce takes of all time it’s so galaxy brained. you’re right and you should say it

he also painted his hair blonde once when he was travelling and in conclusion, this is why he's being blackmailed by the gotham gazette.

you know my thing about gordon being branded as the only good cop in gotham is its a load of shit like arguably he's a good person and not working to screw people over or anything but the fact that he also works w. batman makes him a shit cop. like yea batman is better than the mob but its still illegal its still an abuse of power he just not making bank

babe, all cops are bad cops. (but yeah youre absolutely right, working with vigilantes makes you a shit cop, but also working against vigilantes just makes you an asshole cop yanno?)

ruh roh i think i’m about to add “so not yeehaw” every time i don’t like something

that's a very good vocabulary upgrade

somehow i feel like steph already knew. like babs obviously knew but i feel like bruce got high/drunk in front of steph and started telling his boarding school stories and steph was just like “oh you fucked up i’m never gonna forget this”

steph and bruce have weird uncle/rebellious niece dynamic and they just hang out sometimes and bruce will be like 'i once broke my arm when i tripped over a hedge when i was drunk so oliver drove me to the hospital on an electric scooter' and steph will just have to sit there with that knowledge in her head.

Hello I just wanted to tell you you are So right in all your steph opinions bc she is, in fact amazing and I think that's very sexy of you. Ps. Your Bruce/Oliver fic is hilarious

babe, thank you so much and yes steph is amazing and i love her and she deserves the world and she's the best member of the batfam hands down. also thanks

In Supersons we see a couple of kids that are implied to be Damian and Jon's children and the boy has laser eyes and can fly, so I asume he's not adopted. The girl, who calls Bruce grandpa, can also fly, btw. So it's canon (probably by accident) that Jon can have kids and he must have married one of Bruce's kids. (I'm hoping for Damian, mostly because any other of his children would be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too old.) @artemisa97

lmao that was probably an accident seeing as jon is a 17 year old superhero in the year 3000 (by the jonas brothers)

You know, I'm a die hard fan of your memes, but I gotta say one thing: if Gothamites actually took gas mask everywhere with them, then the Scarecrow would just be a weird dude in a weird costume, and not a villain oh so scary. DC really should just takes notes from you.

bold of you to assume there's no gothamite anti-maskers

How does it feel being the funniest person on this app?

horrible, next question.

I can't listen to Green Day or Billy Joel without thinking of your post about how Bruce got arrested at a Billy Joel concert @nightwings-kid

yeah that's your mistake, i on the other hand can't enjoy billy joel without thinking about the glee rendition of 'uptown girl'

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

superman: so what do you do in your free time? batman, thinking about the superman fanfiction he's writing on the batcomputer: i have no free time

bruce and oliver be like boyfriends to co-workers 401k (do the justice leagues get 401ks??? not that bruce and ollie would need them, but-)

lmao yes just 400 thousand words of bruce realising 'oh dip oliver is such a fucking dumbass' (also i don't know what a 401 k is but i assume they don't?)

Gothamites would totally boo superman as he saves Gotham while batman is out. @meenje

he's like 'okay think about that next time you want to be saved from an alien octopus'

I just took long break from dc comics and I come back to see ric grayson ??

i think it's very cool and sexy of dc to see dick and just think 'you know what? let's just give him a traumatic brain injury' and then didn't develop his character in any real way

SPEAKING OF RIC GRAYSON, gothamites making confused memes out of ric grayson is much needed

'dick grayson is my taxi driver? can anyone explain what the fuck happened he looks like an italian plumber?'

i hate to say it but batfam are def "marvel characters" in that sense they are characters who are human but become superheroes unlike most dc characters who are gods trying to be human maybe this is why I like batfam

fair enough

#this is only like half of it #but at least you can get like a few answers #yanno fuck it #bataranswers #ask #asks #anon

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lazarettta · 3 years

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The Babysitter

Characters ( Ally Mayfair-Richards x Reader )

Rating (T) Word Count ( 2.9k) Warnings ( None, bad flirting, writing while intoxicated)

“For dinner! I'd love to come home with you for dinner.”

“Well what else would you be coming for?”

“Dessert.”

It was another late night studying on the living room floor of the Mayfair-Richards household. It wasn't uncommon for you to spend a majority of your nights here during the week and sometimes the weekend if you were needed and you usually weren't. Not that you would've minded anyway, your weekends weren't busy—mostly spent either dead asleep or trying to get out of plans you didn't want to be a part of anyway to get more sleep.

But it wasn't everyday that you were able to work for a Senator either, so even if you were busy, you weren't going to tell Ally Mayfair-Richards that. Not that she was a mean boss or anything, she was the Senator for crying out loud. And...okay yes, maybe you idolized the woman a little though it may be because you're studying law but honestly who wouldn't idolize this woman? She went through so much shit getting to this point in her life and career.

And she was hot. She was really hot but you kept it in your pants, but your eyeballs? Different story. You were just grateful that she chose you to watch her son when she was away, especially after you knocked over your entire cup of tea in her living room on the very carpet you were sitting on, and you were just a hot mess.

You thought you blew the whole thing, but the moment she produced the NDA to you a few days later when she called you back for a 'second interview' which included Ozzy this time, you'd been ecstatic and nearly knocked over another fucking cup but Ally was faster than you that time.

The giant TV was playing in front of you across the room but it was just the news channel but the volume was pretty low because Oz was asleep upstairs and you weren't really watching it anyway, you had your airpods in listening to Beyoncé and trying to create a decent scenario for one of the ten theories your professor assigned. It was due the next day so you thought picking the easiest one would work in your favor but it was turning out to be your worst nightmare—and you'd regretted choosing sleep over this, kind of.

You'd been so engrossed in your work, and music, you didn't hear the front door open and shut somewhere behind you or hear Ally quietly talking on the phone, her high heels click clacking on her polished wood floors as she came into the living room. Ally paused slightly at the sight of you and her coffee table, your books and yellow pads scattered everywhere, your head bopping slightly to whatever you were listening to as you scribbled away.

Ally smiled softly, and continued on her way upstairs to check on Ozzy knowing that she was going to find him safe, clean and fast asleep with a full belly. You'd been his nanny for four months now and you were such a blessing for Ally, she'd been reluctant to hire and trust another person with her baby boy but her career was too demanding and Ozzy was only ten. He could stay home alone for a few hours maybe, but not days or even a week or two.

After everything, Ally did have cameras around her home on the outside and she had one directly over the stairs because it overlooked the foyer and parts of the living room from an angle. She didn't want too many camera's inside of her home in case they were hacked but she wanted something at least.

Ozzy's room was dark except for his nightlight by the door and Ally quietly made her way inside, carefully sitting on the edge of the bed and pushing his curls from his face. She was ever thankful that he finally stopped having those horrible nightmares, it meant that she wasn't wasting her money on therapy sessions.

When Ally came back downstairs, you were predictably in the exact same spot you were in and Ally finally did away with her coat, placing it over the spine of the sofa and she stepped out of her heels before coming around and plopping herself down, careful not to knock over your stack of books.

The sudden movement startled you out of your skin and you quickly pulled out your airpods and looked at your boss, “Hey! Sorry, how long have you been home?”

Ally smiled down at you tiredly, practically sinking into the sofa and you could feel her exhaustion rolling off of her in waves, and you couldn't help but sympathize because damn, and you thought you were tired.

“I just got in, I'm sorry I didn't call earlier, things got busier than I expected and then everything went into chaos.”

You smirked when she threw her hands up half heartedly with a roll of her eyes, “Would a glass of wine help?”

“No, but it would definitely be a start if you join me for a glass?” she raised an eyebrow, and as much as you wanted to say yes you've already procrastinated enough and you really didn't need alcohol in your system around her lest you say something you absolutely shouldn't.

“I would but I have to finish this and it's getting late. Do you mind waiting up until my Uber gets here?”

“It's really late, you should just stay the night, (Y/n).” Ally sat up then, waving away your comment, though now she was closer and hovering over you a bit, “I'll take you home tomorrow after breakfast, that sound fair?”

It wouldn't be the first overnight stay but it would definitely be the first time that she'd be home too and you just couldn't say no to that even though you probably should have insisted more that you go home, but you accepted her offer without further debate. You'd gone back to your assignment, minus the airpods this time, and Ally got up to go to the kitchen and you could hear her fixing herself a glass of wine.

Ally set a bottle of water next to you on a coaster before settling back in her spot and finding something to watch on TV, and of course you noticed that she was a hell of a lot closer than she was before.

Your pen had paused on the yellow paper and your eyes glanced over the same sentence three times before your mind processed that you could practically feel the heat from her legs next to your arm through her slacks, and if you leaned just an inch you'd be touching her. You fought the urge to look back over your shoulder, but instead you looked up from beneath your lashes and saw that she was browsing the movie channels at a snail's pace.

Behind you, Ally was sipping her wine in one hand and flipping channels with the remote in the other but her eyes were nowhere on the TV screen. But she noticed the moment your pen stopped moving and your shoulders tensed more than usual, she'd been watching you closely and curiously.

“You okay, honey?”

You turned around to answer her with what you hoped was a calm smile and wished that you hadn't, really. Ally was going to kill you sitting the way she was sitting, her energy screaming big dick and the top three buttons of her shirt were undone and her hair was a little messy. Either she was going to give you a heart attack or your libido would.

“Sweetheart?”

You blinked, coming back to reality so fast you would’ve gotten whiplash, “Uh, yeah...maybe I guess I’m just tired too.” Yeah right.

You chuckled nervously, embarrassed really, and licked your lips again and Ally tracked the movement with rapt attention not that you would've caught it because you were busy being mortified being caught staring like a creep.

“Are you sure? You look flushed, drink some water,” you smiled at Ally, ever the mom.

“I’m not—” not what? Thirsty? Yeah you were but not for some water.

“You’re not what?” Ally pressed, still holding you hostage with her eyes alone.

“Not thirsty for water.”

Ally raised an eyebrow, the corner of her lips twitching and you hate that you noticed, “Oh? Then what would you like to drink if it’s not wine or water?”

Good question. One you didn’t have a good answer to. Not trusting yourself to formulate words into an appropriate sentence, you just nodded and turned back around and grabbed the water she brought you. You were determined to ignore until you were finished with your work—for the sake of your sanity and dignity.

Fuck.

Still watching you, Ally laughed quietly into her wine glass and finally settled on a movie, keeping the volume low as she got comfortable. Deciding to let you off the hook for not answering her question. (This time.)

A few days later...

It was another late night for you but you weren't working for Ally tonight, so you went to the gym instead after studying. You were still wearing your tights and sports bra when you left, only throwing on a jacket because the night air and sweat weren't a great mix.

You didn't have anything at home to eat that wasn't expired or so frozen it came from the ice age...it all went in the trash so all you had left in your fridge was a case of water and cheese sticks. It wasn't surprising though, you spent a majority of your free time at Ally's home and you just ate lunch and dinner there usually. So you went straight to the grocery store after your workout with your trainer.

“Hey (Y/n)!” you looked up and internally groaned, rolled your eyes and threw a whole bitch fit.

You offered Sean a tight near sarcastic smile, “Sean. What is up.”

“Nothin',” he said, leaning against the counter he was standing behind with a cheesy smile, his eyes leering—and it made your skin crawl, “Just working...you?”

“Uh,” you were already over this conversation, “Same, anyway—”

“You still work for that crazy killer lesbian?”

You stopped, pivoting back around slowly to see if he was joking or not, of course it was hard to tell because he was looking at your ass, but the minute he turned around his eyes laser beamed to your chest. Specifically your pebbled nipples and the bars pierced in them. You moved the labels of your jacket to cover them fucking pig.

“Uh, my eyes are up here and two, that 'crazy killer lesbian' is your Senator.”

He shrugged, “I didn't vote for her.”

“I'm...okay, it was nice talking to you but I have things to do.”

“Well, wait,” he moved in front of you, stopping your escape, “That's not what I wanted to talk to you about actually, uh, but listen...do you maybe wanna go to dinner with me this weekend? My treat?”

You raised an eyebrow at him, completely unimpressed with his audacity, “You literally just called my boss a crazy killer lesbian and now you're expecting me to go to dinner with you?” as if, you wanted to add but held yourself in check—barely.

“I'm sorry about that,” Sean only shrugged but he was bashful about it but it only served to irritate you further because it was obvious that he didn't quite mean it and you were mentally slapping yourself for just not ordering that damn pizza.

“Whatever, goodnight Sean.”

you tried to move around him but he shifted, keeping you in place and you knew you could've just turned around, you should've but he would've just followed you, “Well wait, you never answered my question. About dinner?”

“No.”

“Well, wait a minute...why not? The lesbian thing? It was just a joke. You can take one, can’t you?”

“And I'm not laughing, get the fuck outta my way Sean—”

“You—”

“I believe she told you to fuck off.”

Sean's eyes snapped up over your head slightly, and you would've laughed at his stupid face had you not been pivoting around yourself, your eyes meeting a very familiar chin and you looked up, but Ally's eyes weren't on you but instead glaring daggers into Sean. He'd be ten feet under if she got her way with that look. You wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of it. (Maybe another version of it...)

“S-senator?”

“Oh, I'm not the crazy killer lesbian anymore? How disappointing.” when Sean could only stare at her like a fish out of the water, Ally stepped forward—a lot closer to you and you didn't have the strength to move or even look away, “I believe you were told to leave. Oh and if I even hear that you looked at or said anything to (Y/n) incorrectly, you're going to have a lot worse than a harassment complaint from a Senator to deal with.”

You didn't see him leave but you heard the squeaks of his sneaker and in seconds flat you and Ally were alone in the cereal aisle and you had absolutely no idea how to even breathe at the moment, much less process that she just saved you from...whatever that even was.

When Ally was satisfied that Sean was gone, she finally looked down at you—there was still a fire in them that you couldn't place but her brown eyes were softer than they were a few seconds ago, and you felt your shoulders relaxing slightly.

“Are you alright, (Y/n)?”

You cleared your throat, taking a small step back—but you still felt exposed under her unblinking stare though not in the same way you felt with Sean, it was the complete opposite, “Yeah thanks to you, so um thanks...a lot. Your timing is impeccable, but what are you doing here so late? Where's Oz? Is he okay?”

Ally smiled at you, shaking her head disturbing her always perfect hairstyle, “Oz is fine, or at least he will be, he must've ate something today at school and it's not sitting well with his stomach,” Ally rolled her eyes but not at the fact that her son had food poisoning but that he had food poisoning from the school lunch. She could only imagine that other children—reforming school lunches was already on her agenda but now she was seriously considering moving ahead of schedule.

“Oh no, how bad?”

“Not too bad...he'll be okay, I'm just here for medicine to stock up on,” Ally reassured you, her eyes flickering over your shoulder for a second, “What are you doing out so late?” and wearing that? She mentally added, but held her tongue because she knew that it wasn't her place to comment on your attire—not that she was complaining about it, but Ally just didn't like the way Sean was leering at you either. She was a hair away from showing him how she earned her title.

Suddenly aware of how much skin you were showing, and that your jacket fell open again but unlike with Sean you didn't feel the need to really cover yourself (even though you knew that you should've). You appreciated her eyes more than his...and probably anyone else's.

“Oh, I went to the gym and since I don't have any food at home...”

Ally chuckled, “Is this your way of asking for a raise?”

“No! No, no you pay me plenty...I'm just too busy to cook is all and then I'm just too tired to eat sometimes. College life.”

“I was teasing, welcome to adulthood. It doesn't stop,” you laughed along with her but you both knew there was truth behind those words.

“I shouldn't keep you, I know you have things to do.”

“You know, I doubt you're going to get a decent nutrient meal here tonight, especially shopping while you’re hungry...” Ally hummed, seemingly thinking hard about something before opening her mouth to carefully speak those words, “You're more than welcome to come home with me for a late dinner if you have nowhere else to be. I'd be more than happy to feed you.”

Heh. Feed me what? You blinked, mildly surprised with how fast your mind went straight to the gutter and you felt your face heating up faster than a house fire, and you had no doubt in your mind that your boss knew exactly what she was doing to you.

But she didn't, Ally didn't have one clue to what was happening in your mind because her own mind was a pile of scrambled eggs while forcing her eyes to stay above your neck. You were both very much still in public.

And the last thing Ally wanted to do was make either you a cliché, especially with her being a public figure in a male dominant career field, both in politics and her restaurant.

“Unless you had your sights set on cereal?” Ally coughed lightly, suddenly nervous and you realized that you'd been standing there staring at her like a moron this whole time.

“No, I'd love to come home with you,” you said cheerfully, meaning every damn word for different reasons, and you smiled at her, before your eyes widened when realizing how forward you sounded, and suggestive as hell, “For dinner! I'd love to come home with you for dinner.”

“Well what else would you be coming for?”

“Dessert.”

Direct result after two blunts...sorry if it's kinda lame tho lmao I went in thinking I was writing smut and gave up somewhere

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mysticpetals · 4 years

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Lovebug

Pairing: Jake × MC

Genre: fluff, humor

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: I really loved writing this one! Let me know what you think of the second person pov? Or do you prefer third person? Comments and reblogs are really really appreciated!!

Anonymous asked: 12. “He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.” It’s MC x Jake, but the group (or whoever 😂) are in confusion over MCs sudden deep attraction for a random guy. Please? 🥰

Your college group might be extra but you love them to death. Now, only if the object of your affections also saw their kind heart behind all the craziness, your life would be complete.

It had been a busy month for you and your friends, swamped with exams and assignments but it had finally ended today. Jessy was already sending everyone snaps about freedom and the rest of the group was lazing around on the grass. You had your back propped up against a tree and were talking to your mom about how the last exam went.

Hannah and Thomas were already lost in their own little world and Richy had already started annoying Dan, if the irritated expression on his face was anything to go by. As soon as your call ended, Jessy got up and cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. Only you looked up at her, the rest too busy with their shenanigans to notice her.

She gave you a disbelieving look as if to say, 'can you believe this?' and you smiled at her quickly reddening face.

"Hey, you morons! I'm trying to say something here!"

Her voice was so loud, it made some of the other students who were hanging around, look at your group with raised eyebrows. Embarrassed about her outburst, she quickly sat down again, this time with everyone's attention on her. She huffed in discontent, muttering about how it wouldn't have happened if they'd just listened to her the first time.

"Uh, Jessy? What did you want to say?" You asked and she perked up once again.

"Oh yeah! Guys, let's celebrate our new found freedom and go to Cherries!" She exclaimed.

Cherries was the cafe just outside the college campus and was the most popular spot for dates and group hangouts. Everyone loved to go there, as it had the best menu and the sweetest owner. Another plus was that since everyone went there, chances to stalk or bump into your crush were very high.

"Oh! That's a good idea." Richy nodded in support.

"Anything that'll get me out of his bullshit." Dan pointed a thumb at Richy, who only gave him a grin.

"Let's go then," Thomas said.

In no time, you all had occupied a corner table and were chatting up a storm, the other patrons giving you amused or annoyed looks.

"All I'm saying is, you did good filing a restraining order against that stalker," Richy told Hannah who smiled in reply.

"Yeah, all the creeping around and threats were getting a little too much," Hannah agreed as Thomas frowned.

"I'm just glad that you're safe now," he said, which had Hannah giving him a kiss and making Dan groan.

"Can you not do that in front of us?"

Richy nodded his head in agreement and Hannah only smirked in response, once again pulling Thomas to her.

Soon enough, your orders arrived and everyone busied themselves with eating, occasionally making jokes.

While everyone was eating, your eyes drifted off to Jake who had entered soon after your group. He was alone, with his laptop opened in front of him and busy typing. His eyes met yours for a moment and he gave you a wink which had you chuckling.

"What? What is it?" Jessy asked, eyes trailing over to where you were looking.

And before you could think about what you're saying, you had already started speaking.

"He's so pretty, I think I'm gonna faint," you said, still looking at Jake.

Jessy gasped and you finally turned your head towards her, and noticed that everyone was looking at you.

"What?" You squirmed, suddenly feeling self conscious.

"Did you just tell us who you like? Is that him?" Jessy asked.

Oh yeah. None of the others knew about your relationship with Jake. You had started off from a few odd encounters here and there and before you knew it, you had started talking and over time, it bloomed into a beautiful friendship. Jake had social anxiety and was pretty worried about meeting your friends, who you knew were a colorful bunch. So you had suggested to keep your friendship on a down low until he was comfortable enough to approach and spend time with them.

Hannah and Jessy were trying to get you to like and possibly date someone and to stop their eager matchmaking, you let it slip that you already had a crush on someone. You never revealed the name though, but judging by Hannah's knowing look, you were pretty sure they would figure it out with an Instagram search.

"Yes, that's him," you sighed, "but don't bring it up to him, please."

"So you're into dark and mysterious guys, huh?" Richy asked, pointedly looking at Jake's black hoodie.

"I guess so." You laughed and the sound made Jake look up from his laptop, seeing you enjoy your time with your friends. He felt a pang in his heart when he thought about how you might never be like this with him. The time you spent with him was mostly filled with comfortable silence and warm touches, and he loved that, but he wanted to laugh and joke around with you too, not just in private but with everyone seeing how well you got along with each other.

So with thought in mind, he started packing his stuff and got up, swinging his bag around one shoulder and approached your table. Thomas noticed him first and nudged you to look over.

You turned over and immediately straightened, a questioning gleam in your eyes. Maybe he should have discussed it with you first?

He greeted you with a hello, smiling a little at the rest of your friends who returned them with slight apprehension and looked at you once again.

"We're still on for tomorrow, right?" He asked and you could feel everyone's piercing eyes on you. Even Dan raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Ah, yes, of course. I'll text you?" You said, confusion lacing your tone. You had never cancelled a hangout with him before, so you were curious as to what brought this on.

"Great. I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled and made his way towards the door, with his heart pounding in his chest. He just talked to you in front of your friends, and was surprised he hadn't wanted to run away. Maybe because you talked so much about them, he might have been getting a little comfortable with the idea of hanging out with them.

As soon as he was out, Richy turned on you so fast, it gave you whiplash.

"You little fox, what have you been doing behind our back?" He grinned and you groaned in reply, covering your face in your hands.

"Oh? Isn't it?" Thomas teased from beside Hannah who was looking at you in bewilderment. Seems like she hadn't processed what had happened.

Jessy shoved you playfully and then put an arm around your shoulder.

"It seems she didn't need our help after all."

"No, that's not what—" you started but we're interrupted by Dan.

"You know what they say, it's the quiet ones who you have to look out for."

"Ugh, guys it's seriously not like that," you said.

"So what is it like?" Richy asked eagerly and you sighed, knowing you'd have to tell them the whole story. After shooting a quick text to Jake, asking whether it was okay to tell them and him replying in an affirmation, you flagged a waitress and asked for coffee for everyone.

"Oh, that good of a story huh?" Hannah teased and you shook your head, smiling.

After telling them about the whole thing, giving special attention to the fact that you were only friends and Jake did not know of your feelings, and had social anxiety so that's why he didn't go out much, you waited for their response.

"So you do need our help, after all." Jessy nodded.

You looked at her in disbelief.

"That's all you got out of it?" You asked.

"We also got that there's a high chance he feels the same but is scared of being judged or losing you as a friend," Dan said.

"I don't know…." You trailed off uncertainly and Hannah patted your hand.

"Don't worry, we understand your dilemma and will help you."

"Help me?" You asked, tilting your head in confusion.

"Oh yeah, you're gonna have to introduce him to the family one day, no? We promise we'll behave," he smiled innocently.

You were pretty sure they were going to do something embarrassing but you were more worried about why Jake had done that. Was he saying he was ready to meet them? If so, you couldn't wait to introduce him to everyone. And if he didn't reciprocate your feelings, you were pretty content with him being your friend.

Only time would tell what fate had in store for you two.

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gangrenados · 4 years

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Downside of the party

Can I request a Jason todd imagine where she is in danger like a mugging or something and robin saves her and she like hugs him and realizes it's jason who is Robin idk I had that idea! Thank you!!

Note well instead of the reader finding out themselves I made Jason to do it by mistake. So this is fem reader, also this is long af

Going to that party was a stupid idea. You didn't even want to go to in the first place, but of course your friends convinced you, and now where were you? walking the streets of Gotham alone and scared to death.

Your footsteps echoed on the almost empty street; it was strange to be here, on your own.

The buildings looked bigger and the neon lights from the small business ads made everything seem unreal and lonely...

As you crossed the street, you sighed, you could be in your cozy bed sleeping right now, but you didn't want to listen to Jason.

He warned you about that area and the people who were going. All of them were just going to get high and drink until they were unconscious, in the process they would destroy everything in their path. There are no doubt it was a bestial party.

He offered to go with you and make sure you stay alive after the party, but you refused.Yes, you wanted to be with him, but you were aware that this would only be harmful to him.

This past few days he hasn't been in the best terms with his dad; Jason told you it wasn't a big thing, but riding a motorcycle under a a house sounds like a big thing to you, so it was better if he didn't get in more trouble.

Before you said goodbye to Jason you told him that he was being paranoid, everything was going to be fine and that he didn't have to worry.

"Look little bitch, if you scream I’ll shoot you" someone grabbed your arm with force, so much so that you were sure it would leave a mark.

Fear ran through your entire body like a whiplash. Your mind went blank and your legs were shaking, the only thought running through your mind was that maybe you wouldn't survive ...

The stranger yanked you to an empty alley, the gun pressed against your back, and his dirty breath slammed into your face.

"Now you're going to give me everything you have, are we clear?" he ordered bringing his face close to yours, his lips brushed your ear and this made you whimper.

This only got you a hit from his gun. "Make a sound again and I'm going to do something worse to you ..." the mugger smirked, that made your stomach twist in disgust.

Your fingers trembled as you tried to take off your purse. You felt how the tears were falling down your cheeks and you did your best not to let out a sob.

When the man grabbed your purse someone landed behind him, getting the attention of your mugger.

The figure was in the shadows so you couldn't tell who was the interrupter; the stranger walked up to the mugger and punched him in the nose making him step back.

"What the fu-" before he could finish his talk another hit came, this time a kick in head, and then another. His head bounced in the concrete a few times between the kicks.

"Hey," the stranger walked up to you, the pale light hitting him. It was a vigilante, in fact the one who worked with Batman; Robin you guessed." you good?"

You nodded, biting your lower lip to control you craying. "Thank you very much..." you muttered hugging him, hiding your face in his chest. "You're my savior..."

"Don't worry, it's my job after all ..." he said breathlessly, hugging you back. He tenderly ran his hand over your head.

"I told you it was dangerous to go out alone, you should have listened to me ..." he murmured, but regretting shortly after.

Maybe you didn't hear, your sobs and crying were loud enough to cover that, at least it was he hoped.

You separated from him in what you heard what he said; you could feel how the heat left your face when processing the unexpected information that had just given you.

"It can't be ..." you thought incredulously, shaking your head slightly. "Jason?"

"Shit," Jason muttered to himself. He took a deep breath and released it like a sigh, "Yes, it's me ..."

"H-how is this possible?"

Jason leaned down next to the thief and took the gun; He was frowning as he removed the cartridge and the bullets.

He listened as you spluttered about what had happened, about how he was able to knock down a guy twice as big as him so easily, and about how you didn't know anything about him being vigilant, but the only thing that occurred to him was how he would answer all of that. .

"Listen," Jason said seriously. He got up and threw the gun in the trash. "I'll tell you everything, but we have to get out of here. I'll walk you home, c'mon..."

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Fortunately, no one was out late at night. The view you had of the other buildings was strangely beautiful, alone, but that also fit this whole situation.

You looked Jason up and down, putting your lips in a thin line as you examined every hit, scrape and cut he had, how could you not notice before?

His explanation of how he became Robin - skipping some details, just that you weren't aware - ran through your mind over and over. It was an incredible thing to know this, you were amazed, sad and confused, many emotions at the same time...

Jason leaned on the railing, his hands were clasped while waiting for a reaction of you, a scream, tears or maybe a kiss, the truth was he just wanted you to do something.

" This is ...wow." you muttered, Jason looked away from the street and turned to you.

"Yeah I know," He wrapped his arms around your waist and drew you to him. "I don't expect you to understand everything at once, but I just want you to be clear that I'm going to do it so they don't try to mugg you againg or hurt you in general. " He shrugged his shoulders before kissing you on the forehead.

"Thanks, Jay, " you giggled, wrapping your arms around his back. " Do you want to stay? My roommates will not be here until six a.m.... " you proposed, biting your lips while waiting for your answer.

Jason smiled, thinking about it for a few seconds only to annoy you. "Hell yeah... "

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icantstopjaehyun · 4 years

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Bad Guy

Pt.1 (?)

(Gif not mine)

Betty and Veronica walked down the school hallway at lunch break, looking for the third girl in their friend group. They exchanged looks, not looking forward to the conversation the had to have with you. It's not easy to tell your best friend that the guy she'd been head over heels for is actually with her for some lame points from his lame friends.

The spotted you, putting your books away so you could go to lunch. With quick steps they caught up with you just after you closed your locker, hiding the pictures you had with them and Reggie, your boyfriend.

"Hey y/n, is it okay if we have lunch outside? We have to talk to you about something" Betty started with a sympathetic smile painted on her face. Ronnie looked at you the same way, but only nodded to the blonde's proposal.

"Sure, I guess" you looked at them with sceptical eyes, "is everything okay though? You are kinda scarring me".

The three of you made your way outside, and sat under a shade of a big tree. "Baby, we have some bad news about Mantle" Veronica spoke for the first time, "and I'm afraid that there is no easy way to say this".

You looked at her with a confused expression but before you could question what this was all about, Betty cut in, finally saying something that you had to know, about your relationship.

"We talked with Ethel, the girl that got bullied by Chuck. We discovered that he and his friends, incuding Reggie, have a 'playbook' where they write the names of girls in the school and then try to get to them, only to earn points by their friends and make fun of the girls", she exhaled, "we broke into school last night and found the book".

Veronica continued after taking my hand in hers and looking into my eyes. "I'm so sorry baby, your name is in the book, next to Reggie's".

All emotion drained from your face, putting on a strong mask even though it was your most trusted friends you have infront of you.

Your hand stilled and your body tensed. After some minutes you slowly got up and after uttering an 'I would like to be alone please' you never even bothered to look back, only walking towards your car that drove you to your home.

The trip from school to your bed was something you never registered in your mind. You only knew the girls tried to stop you but eventually gave up, aknowledging your need to be alone and let the fact that the guy you liked so much only dated you for some points settle in.

Sleep overtook you, after hours of crying, and you welcomed it like an old friend after an emotianally exhausting day.

Knocks on your bedroom window woke you up from your sleep. They were persistent and were getting louder by the second. Checking the time from your alarm clock you did a double take, the bright green letters reading 8:46 in the afternoon.

Now you knew who would be the only person knocking on your window at this time, but since you weren't sure how to face him after what you learned earlier in the day, you kept your windows locked and opted to text him a simple 'please stop'.

'Baby, talk to me' and 'what's wrong' were his replies that came immediately after you send the text.

The pebbles stopped but your phone buzzed without break for at least 5 minutes. Then only once and then never again in the evening.

You knew ignoring him would only make things worse. Things like this should be talked out between two people. But right now, the only thing you could do is think about your girls, and how you needed them at the moment. So you called them both, and asked them to bring ice cream with.

B and V were at your doorstep in a quarter and from that moment a marathon of stress eating, crying and watching sappy movies started and ended with your friends sleeping over, your parents not even questioning it anymore.

You walked into school the next morning, the sun shining as if mocking you and your misery. Ronnie had decided that waking up early in the morning, having a good breakfast and actually putting some effort in your outfit was a good start for such a difficult day.

It worked for a while, but now that you run into your boyfriend (?) at the school halway, there wasn't much a nice skirt and a pretty top could do to help you.

Reggie looked like he didn't sleep at all last night, and honestly, you didn't know how that made you feel. You cared about the boy, even when he broke your heart.

His face brightened up when he spotted you in the crowd though, and he made his way to you in big strides.

"Hi princess, I missed you yesterday" he said with a questioning look in his orbs.

Ignoring his greeting you got straight to the point, "we need to talk, Reggie, but I don't want to do this here" you looked around.

A frown took over his face, an even more worried look evident in the way he spoke. "Do you want to skip first period with me then?" He asked and reached a hand out, waiting for you to link your fingers together. But you didn't and it only made him more upset.

"Yes, let's go to Pop's" you noded and turned towards the exit, ignoring his palm that reached for yours.

He drove and the car that was once filled with music and off-tune singing was silent and the atmoshaire was gloomy. By now, Reggie wrecked his brain for something that had happened the last weeks that could lead to this situation but he came up with nothing.

You opened the door to Pop's, the bell ringing over your body and you slidded into a booth in the almost empty diner.

"Okay baby, I have to know what's going on, you are worriyng me so much right now" he pleaded and looked at you with sad eyes.

"I know about the playbook" you replied at first and when he didn't respond you specified, "I know I'm worth 8 points for your game" you said you said in between sharp breaths, at this point barely keeping it together.

Reggie took a deep breath, obviously trying to respont to the reveal. It seemed like nothing he tried to say made sence so he decided to wing it, to tell you the truth that you deserve.

"Y/n I want you to look into my eyes when I say this okay?"

"I don't think there's really anything to say Reg-"

"Just this once, okay baby?" He insisted and you just signed, letting him continue. "I know how this sounds, I do. But it was a stupid thing between us guys that never made sence but we did it anyway to make ourselves feel good and to climb the social ladder" he scoffed and turned his gaze, as if recalling the time they agreed on making the damned book.

"I had a big crush on you for about some time before I actually approached you and that was the reason I faught to write my name next to yours instead of Chuck".

You had a whiplash at this new information, the sock evident in your expression, "Wait, did Chuck Clayton actually want to use me as he did Ethel and those poor girls?"

"Yes, he and I haven't been on great terms since that argument" he confirmed.

"Please, continue".

He sighed, "I got to put my name next to yours on the book, but it served as a push for me to finally make a move, I swear," he locked eyes with me, "You have to believe me, darling, these past months with you were the best I have ever had with someone" Reggie confessed.

But that was your breaking point. How dare he turn this around on you? How dare he lie more than he already had?

"That's the thing, Mantle, I don't have to believe anything that comes out of those lips" you looked at him dead in the eye for a moment and then grabbed your bag and got up.

"You're not a bad boy, Reggie," you looked at him one last time before walking out the door of the shop.

"You're a bad guy".

#reggie #riverdale #angst imagine #reggie mantle #riverdale imagine

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harryfreakinstyles2 · 5 years

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Torn (Part 5) H.S.

“What the hell are you doing here?" I whisper. My pulse instantly starts to race, partially from his presence and partially from the terror of being in a room with him and Julie at the same time.

"Julie invited me yesterday. I figured the offer still stood. And I figured you wouldn't invite me." He whispers back eyeing me down. He definitely did not like my reaction to his presence.

"You need to leave now. This is a bad idea." I whisper. I look behind me nervous but the view of the front door is just out of sight from the kitchen wall blocking the living room. Putting my hand on his chest I push him back out the front door. Hoping he will not fight me on this and just leave.

"No, I'm not leaving. We're friends now, so what's the problem?" He says testing me and even though his voice sends a shiver up my spine I want to kick him in the shin for being an ass right now. He leans in even closer so he is only inches away waiting for my response. My pulse starts racing and I hope he doesn't notice. God this boy is stubborn.

My breathing has become rapid and uneven. I notice my hand is still on his chest when I feel his heart start beating faster. I pull away quickly embarrassed I take a step away from him to help clear my head.

"Who is it, Allie?!" Julie yells from the living room making me jump slightly.

"Fine." I say coldly to him not wanting to argue with him when everyone is right inside and turn back into the apartment. I can feel him following close behind me. Why is he doing this to me? Why does he have to make this harder for me. It's like he enjoys watching me suffer.

"Look who's here," I say with a fake cheerful voice to the group as I walk back into the living room and take my seat on the floor.

"Harry!!" Julie says in her high-pitched squealing tone making my ears ring slightly.

"Hey! You guys don't mind if I join you right?" Harry responds casually while avoiding the scowl on my face.

"Of course not! But you'll have to sit on the floor with Allie because we are out of seats," Julie informs him with a smile and my body tenses. What the hell I figured at least she would have him sit with her. This just keeps getting worse.

I watch him as he slips his shoes off and makes his way towards me. He is trying to hide his delight, but I can see his smile forming which both irritates me and sends another chill up my spine at the same time. He purposely sits closer to me than necessary but luckily no one else notices. He is wearing a light grey hoodie and his usual black skinny jeans and looking so good it makes me want to scream. I start eating handfuls of my popcorn to keep myself occupied as I try not to glare at his cheerful attitude.

After a few minutes of Dylan arguing with Maya and Julie about what movie to watch the girls finally win with the classic "The Notebook" as their choice movie of the night. I have avoided speaking since I sat back down not wanting to bring attention to myself and not being able to focus on anything other than the inch of space that separates my body from Harry's. I keep my legs crossed Indian style with my popcorn in my lap trying to keep my distance. Julie finally gets up and starts the movie and then continues to shut off every light in the entire living room. And I sigh annoyed that I can't seem to catch a break tonight.

The first thirty minutes of the movie roll by without Harry moving an inch. He is completely focused on the movie. Every now and then a slight laugh escapes his perfectly shaped lips and I can't help but smile to myself even though I am still pissed at him for coming here in the first place. Realizing that Harry seems to be on good behavior tonight and is done torturing me I finally start to relax. With my popcorn gone I lean over and place the bowl on the floor next to me as I stretch my legs out in front of me. I grab my blanket spreading it out over of me as I relax back against the couch. I can see Harry looking at me from the corner of my eye. I turn to glare at him again and he makes a gesture for me to share my blanket with him. I sigh reluctantly and hand him the edge of the blanket closest to him. Pulling the blanket over his legs he takes the opportunity to close the inch of space between us. Our legs are flush against each other and our shoulders are touching, my body instantly starts to react to his as my pulse brings to race, and I can feel every inch where his body touches mine and I feel like I am on fire. I try not to move so he won't notice the effect he has on me. I casually look behind me and both Julie and Dylan are passed out leaning on Maya who is still eating a bowl of chips. Luckily both her and Sam are so focused on the movie they don't seem to notice Harry and I sitting so close together on the floor. I turn back around focusing my attention back on the movie when I feel Harry's fingertips rest just above my knee under the blanket. My eyes widen, and I do not dare to pull them away from the movie. Slowly his fingertips start to trail up my thigh and in this moment I am so happy I decided to wear pants instead of pajama shorts, so he cannot feel the goosebumps that follow the path of his touch. His slow pace is torture as my heart pounds and my breathing uneven with every inch he moves up my thigh my body tingles more. I know I should move or swat his hand away but I can't. I flinch startled from a loud crunch of Maya eating her chips behind me snapping me back to reality. Remembering the room full of people and my best friend behind me I rush to my feet to create as much space between Harry and I as I can.

"I'm getting some more popcorn!" I announce much too loud not caring as I break the silence in the room and startle everyone on the couch. I head for the kitchen stepping over Harry's long legs carefully while I glare at his barely visible face in the darkness. I see his huge grin on his face knowing he had his intended effect on me.

I stick the popcorn in the microwave and place my hands flat against the counter trying to return my breathing to normal. The effect he has on me makes me feel like I could burst into flames every time he looks at me. It has been so long since I have felt this way about anyone I almost forgot what it was like. I hear someone enter the kitchen behind me but I don't turn around. He is fucking killing me.

"Hey Allie," I hear a soft voice say but not the one I expected.

"Hey! What's up?" I respond turning around surprised to find Sam standing in front of me.

"Umm, I know this is random but I was just wondering if you had any plans this coming Friday night?" He asks while staring at the floor his usual awkwardness heightened tonight.

Right now?! You have to be kidding me! I know exactly where this is going and I panic not wanting to answer his question. But maybe this is good. Maybe this is exactly what I need. Maybe this will make Harry stop his merciless taunting.

"Uhh, I work in the morning but besides that, I'm free," I say casually bracing myself for his response.

"Is there any chance you would like to go out on Friday? With me?" Sam mutters too fast while still looking at the floor he says exactly what I have been anticipating for months. Why he waited until now when things are complicated I have no idea. But things are not complicated really I realize. So despite the gorgeous guy who just had me almost hyperventilating sitting on my living room floor two minutes ago I answer with a simple, "That sounds great."

My answer takes him by surprise and his head snaps up so fast I feel like he may have whiplash but a smile takes over his entire face and I cannot help but smile back.

"Awesome! I'll text you this week and we can make a plan," he tries to say casually but I can practically feel his excitement.

"Sounds good," I answer with a smile.

He turns and walks into the bathroom across from the kitchen and I sink back against the counter once again and sigh deeply. This is not where I saw tonight going. The microwave beeps and I grab my popcorn pouring it into the bowl and go to head back into the living room to face Harry again. Turning to leave I nearly smack right into him. He looks pissed but there is also a sadness in his eyes that I have not seen before and it cuts me to my core. His mood has shifted from five minutes ago and I can feel the tension between us. He doesn't say a word and I know he heard Sam and I's conversation. I rack my brain to find something to say to him but it's blank. I don't have any reason to need to explain anything to him but I still feel like I need to.

"Harry," I say reaching my hand out to touch him but he pulls away quickly.

He turns walking away from me and I don't say a word as I follow him back to the living room. What is there to say. I watch helplessly as he puts on his shoes and walks right past me and out the door without a word. I feel like my head is spinning so much has happened in the last ten minutes I can't think straight. I don't know why he is so pissed. Nothing is going on between us. Besides him torturing me. He has no reason to be upset that I am going on a date with Sam. But I think he is and it confuses the hell out of me.

"Is he okay?" Julie says looking at me confused by the strange scene that just unfolded.

"Yeah, he said something about not feeling well and that he has to be up early for work so he decided to head home I guess," I say shrugging my shoulders as I lie to her with ease. I realize I don't even know what he does for work. My stomach turns with guilt for lying to Julie again but I couldn't explain what just happened even if I wanted to.

Sam smiles at me as I walk back to my spot on the floor and take a seat, but I pretend not to see it because I can't return it right now. I feel utterly helpless and like a complete jerk. Why didn't I say anything. And why should I feel guilty, it is not like I am cheating on him. We are not even together. We barely know each other. But for some reason I can not focus on the last bit of the movie with Harry's sad eyes stuck in my head. Not be able to take it any longer I pull out my phone.

Me: "Can we talk? Please!" I text Harry and wait for a reply.

He doesn't have a reason to be mad at me when I told him we could only be friends. He knows that is all I can offer him because of Julie. But it still does not stop me from feeling guilty and shattered by the look on his face when he left. I continue to check my phone every two minutes for the remainder of the movie but Harry never texts me back and the pit in my stomach keeps growing. Everyone gets up starting to chat when the movie finally finishes, but I feel even less like talking than I did before.

"I am heading to bed. Night everyone," I say to the group not waiting for a response and walk into my room and shut the door.

Collapsing on the bed with a sigh. I pull up Harry's contact on my phone, his name just the smirking emoji. I thought it suited him. I put it just in case someone saw him pop up on my phone. By someone I mean Julie. I hit the call button this time and listen to the ringing through the little speaker. It rings again and again until it finally gets to the automated voicemail.

"Ughhhh!" I groan loudly. I wish I would have said something to him. Anything would have been better than this.

Accepting that I will not be hearing from him tonight I put my phone on my nightstand and grab my planner to make sure I did all my homework that's due for class tomorrow before sleep finally takes over.

#harry edward styles #harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb #harry styles series #harry styles fanfiction

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vintagemiserie · 5 years

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ok rocketman was so good that i just wrote 1200 words of jazz au becuz of it lmao

Patrick took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his eyes, and pressed the "record" button on the tape deck, hoping its batteries wouldn’t die part of the way through. "Hey, Joe. Sorry you probably haven't heard this from me yet. I dunno how soon I'll be back, but you've probably seen me, uh, um, in a fucking institution if you've seen me at all. You already know about this, but you haven't heard from me, so that's what… what this is doing, that's what.

"I'm currently sitting on the floor in a stall in the bathroom of a library in Austin. I did cocaine for the first time in years today, and I drove and crashed a car today, and I'm sitting here because I'm hiding from Andy, who's probably called you at the same time that I recorded this, or… or the rest of the band, too, I guess. I'm probably gonna get tried for something, and the headlines are probably going to look terrible, and I'm—I'm sorry, Joe, I'm sorry, but you need to hear this from me and I could barely hit the buttons on this stupid fucking tape deck, so calling you is completely out of the question.

"Let's see… oh, I missed coke. I forgot how great it made me feel. I forgot how to do a show, really, and—god, I'm absolutely fucking crashing right now." Patrick made an explosion motion with his hands, and accompanied it with sound effects. He chuckled, which quickly turned back into crying, as he had been before he arrived to the library. "Down on the floor of a fucking bathroom, Joe, that's how down I am. I'm crashing, I've got whiplash like hell, and—I'm fine. I feel great, like I'm fucking alive.

"Andy has ought to bet that I regret this, but: you know what, I don't. I absolutely don't. I might when I'm in group therapy in a couple weeks, but right now I'm on top of the world. The only thing that'd be better would be another couple drinks, Joe, but I'm not trying to get caught out in the open like that. Which is why I'm here in a stupid fucking bathroom, telling you all of this. Consider it an open diary, yeah? I get to vent it all out, and you get to listen."

Patrick sat there, realizing he'd been speaking perhaps a bit too loud. He caught his breath, not realizing how much he'd been struggling with it, and he settled his head against his knees. "I'm going fucking crazy, Joe," He said, feeling a million times lower than moments before. "I should've drank more before I crashed that stupid ass car—coke sucks, man, it's too short of a high. I'm fucking angry."

He considered that, perhaps, Joe would be a bit concerned at this point, in that way that tugged on his heartstrings in the worst possible way, that made him feel angry for getting pity. "Don't apologize about this, Joe. I already know everything you'll say about this, and I know you'll pity the sorry sack of shit you call a boyfriend. Don't even… don't mention any of this to me. I'm hoping I've got enough of a buzz to not remember this, not remember—" A bout of some brand of emotions sent Patrick to slam a fist against the wall. "Not remember sitting here on the floor of a stupid bathroom!

"Thing's'll be fine. It'll be fine. Joe, I—trust me, it'll be fine. I just stepped back on years of rehab, but it'll be fine. I'm gonna go out and let myself get found, and it'll all be fine. You've gotta be feeling okay now, baby, okay? I want, more than anything, for you to be kissing me right now, and you've gotta know I miss you. I miss you. Stupid fucking tour, it's over now, and it's my fucking fault. I need to be gone for a while, I'm pushed too thin, I'm sorry.

"I guess you'll see me a lot soon. Andy's gonna have me institutionalized for a while, I know he will. I…" The door into the bathroom opened. "Shit, I can't—bye." He ended the recording, picked up the tape deck, and stood up. A deep breath took care of a majority of the shakiness in his limbs, and out of the stall revealed that, indeed, it was Andy.

"Well?"

"I wanna go to the post office and then go home," Patrick said. His attempts at looking anywhere besides the ground immediately in front of him failed. "Need to send a tape to Joe."

Andy stepped up to him. "I'll send it for you," He said, setting a hand on the tape deck; Patrick jerked it away.

"No you're not! You'd listen to it. You always do that shit, you're not putting a fucking hand on this tape."

Andy sighed. "You're impossible," He said. He sounded so calm, it was more than irritating.

"I'm not impossible, you're just an asshole who can't fucking listen! I don't wanna—Andy, please I can't—" Though he had continued crying throughout the recording and into the conversation, it was only at that point that Patrick began to sob. He spent a moment standing there like an idiot, crying his eyes out, then regained some sense of dignity and managed to at least stop sobbing so loudly. "Drive me to a fucking post office, I need… I need a package and a stamp or two or whatever. Who's, um, who's dealing with the legal aspect—not me, right?"

"You're getting a couple hospital visits before you should even be thinking about that, Patrick." Andy put an arm around him and guided him out of the library. Outside, a majority of the band was standing there, gawking at the stupid kid holding his stupid tape deck. "Try to go a fucking month without another relapse, Patrick. Try, for once," Andy muttered towards him.

He tried his best to block out Andy, and the rest of the noise around himself. "Does anyone have a package and some stamps, I need to send this cassette to Joe," He said, forcing himself to look around at his bandmates. Even those who seemed the most empathetic seemed to be hesitating. "Please? I—this is important."

An alto, one of the touring members, offered a drive, and Patrick took it. It was wordless, and so outrageously long that the ten minutes all blended together into feeling short, anyways. They got an envelope and some stamps and sent the cassette tape off. Then they returned to the hotel they were staying at.

"I'm not gonna force you to go to the hospital," Andy said; Patrick was in his room, now, and the clock said it was nearly four in the morning. Time wasn't really being kept track of at that point, though, since Patrick took the rest of the cocaine he'd been given and spent the half-hour (or so) of glee lying in bed writing out melodies.

"That's a lie."

"No it's not. We both know the right decision, and you'll make the right decision."

Patrick tried his best to find a clever thing to retort with. "What if I didn't?"

"What did you put on that tape."

"Nothing you need to worry about. Joe'll know, my therapist'll know, and that's it, 'cause I sure as hell won't remember what I said."

Andy looked at him with what seemed to be nearly a glare. "I don't know why I put up with you, Patrick. Would you prefer a flight home tomorrow or in two days?"

"Tomorrow, please."

Andy turned from him, seeming to dislike the bored tone Patrick used. "Goodnight," He said, shutting the door of Patrick's hotel room behind himself before Patrick had even a chance to respond.

#there arent any spoilers for the movie i just stole the general uhhhh driving conflict #n also cuz sometimes i need to write some angst u kno?

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fluffi · 3 years

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so should i reply in tiny font or just regular font?

hybe should do better in spreading out the comebacks of the groups under them :/ they're already at a huge advantage, might as well use it strategically. AHA streaming mvs is so convenient for a multi. the filler vids i could use in between could be mvs from the other groups that i stan. also you know what, i still haven't watched a single final performance bc im waiting for a friend to watch with me :D

i have a chinese movie recommendation in case you want something to cry over. i still love its ost and it's been months since i watched it. i'm not sure if you watched it already but more than blue. i've never cried over a movie as much as i cried for that one. the angst *chef's kiss*. i'd do anything to wipe my memory of it and watch it again for the first time.

also sungchan is mc-ing in inkigayo every sunday! and honestly, what the hell is nct hollywood :D but a part of me thinks it's just going to be a bunch of asians living in america like johnny that'll be a part of it. just a hunch tho. imagine having all 4 units coming back in a year with like 1 unit per quarter of the year. i'm not sure if sm even has the money to do this, especially when they filed bankruptcy recently.

and i've seen a lot of twitter memes saying taro's ghosted stans T_T alexa play ghosting by txt T_T sm come on give him smth to do, you're wasting talent.

the mall didn't burn down entirely (like from the outside it looked fine). the ventilation system caught fire so it was more internal—ceilings and all that. covered things with soot(?) and ashes so the entire mall was closed for nearly 2 years. and hey, i've experienced a school fire too back when i was younger. i, too, thought it was nothing but a fire drill until i saw the charred remains of the buildings behind our school : D thankfully, no one died.

the new nct track is for a samsung commercial AHAHA it's funny because nearly everyone uses apple TT_TT and the mv screams neo culture tech tho (well as it should lmao). yes, i was talking about that part in hot sauce but yes, it grew on me too.

ateez really know how to do a performance. they put the standard so high for me when it came to performing. their facial expressions and overall stage presence just impresses me. it's been a while since i've seen idols draw me to them by those standards.

ah, the long stan list! good luck in getting through it and i hope you do have fun as you go :] (also you can check out aurora by ateez and whiplash by tbz. the songs popped up in my head as i was typing this reply, you might like them)

ohhhh, what was the pd48 scandal? i don't watch survival shows so i don't know any of the stuff going on. would you care to elaborate? about their disbandment :(( i hope you're okay now tho! are the other girls still debuting in new groups? anyone eyeing an acting career instead of being an idol?

YES, A PATTERN IN THE BIASES (if you count an analysis of two ppl as a pattern, that is.) because it's the same pattern i have for my biaswreckers :D jake & seungmin, not only do they have the same animal to represent them, they have the same 'golden retriever' type of personality that just makes you go all soft. ygwim ;n; i wish i could elaborate but both boys just devastate me in the same level and my friends pointed out that they were quite similar in some aspects.

jaemin used to send really long bbl messages :< like if there was anything he loved most it was nctzens and it was obv in his messages. speaking of dream, album repackage news today! idk what to feel bc my hot sauce albums haven't even arrived yet :D + i'm dead br0ke.

how do you even manage to read 30k TT__TT i cant handle long fics bc of my attention span :D also, yes, i found the user now, i'll check if i'll like their works soon. <33

YES YOU SHOULDVE BEEN THERE T_T what a day that was. i think seungmin is still sweet and active in bbl. not a single cent goes to waste with him. also i think i'll post the drabble some time this month.

and oml seungmin vs jake :o let's see how that goes O.O XDD

clickity-clackity AHAH do you have a mechanical keyboard? :c i wanted one too but i haven't got around to saving up for one. but yes indeed, typing asmr v relaxing \m/

sunny hyuck day, fullsun sunday, fullsunday T_T feels were very strong that day. i kept seeing edits on my twt tl and i would just s o b : D i've only stanned nct for a year but i've seen him grow so much i just wanted to crie i love him sm :') yk my mom didn't cook spaghetti for my birthday, but she cooked for hyuck's? : D

and i checked ur recs blog and indeed, full of nct T_T

also have i mentioned that your desktop thing amuses me so much HAHAH i got confused for a sec if i had twt opened or tumblr. plus, i've been wanting to mention that i noticed that our mobile themes are opposites. black and red, white and blue. it's cute XDD <3

help, people have been telling me that our asks are long but i highkey love it. i added a ‘keep reading’ for the mobile users though, sorry in advance hh.

honestly, both works. tiny font saves space but regular font does more justice for my poor eyes haha. its your call!

hybe comebacks :( yeah enhypen got lucky because they came back right before cb season so they got three wins (yay)! on the bright side, txt just got their first win and bts has six wins, so it all works out i guess. omg yes, the streaming thing is perfect. i stan like 20 groups so i have a never-ending cycle of filler mvs and its always so helpful. ooh for the final performances - you wont regret watching any of them! literally wild, kingdom's budget and talent are wild.

ooh, I don't watch any cdramas lmao. i want to but i can barely finish kdramas. if its a movie ill watch it! ive never heard of more than blue but ill check it out <3 where can i watch it?

yes yes i have just realized that sungchan is yujin's co-mc! i watched their special stage (which is literally adorable) and was today years old when i realized that the dude is sungchan pls. nct hollywood was so unexpected and i still have mixed feelings about it now. LMAO JUST ASIANS LIVING IN AMERICA...help. that would be interesting (?) but the concept reminds me of those horrendous awesomeness tv shows. lets hope sm pulls this off well and proves me wrong. lmao all 4 units coming back would probably happen, but i hope none of them get overworked :( i constantly feel like mork lee has four clones :'( also...sm filed bankcruptcy??? dang, what happened?

ugh omg yeah shotaros talent is seriously being wasted in the basement right now. as for fires, scary T-T i wasnt that fazed by them until the australia wildfires happened, and i learned about the consequences of fire and got really scared. its good that the entire mall didnt burn down though! although its weird that no one is opening it :( schools really need to tell us the difference between drills though, it might be dangerous for those rebellious kids.

yeah i just realized that the nct track is an endorsement which partly explains why i cant listen to it. the mv's visuals are stunning!! the set and people are so gorgeous aa i cant

oh yeah im not an atiny but i have acknowledged since 2020 that they have one of the best, if not the best stage presence and expressions on stage for 4th gen. i think their only worthy competitor would be stray kids actually. theyre truly one of a kind and all of them are cute especially that yeosang guy. i will definitely check out your song recommendations though!

oof the pd48 scandal is extremely complicated. to condense it in a few statements: all of the girls' rankings have been rigged since the very beginning and it was rumored that they already had their end group before the show even started. it was like this for pf48 and pdx101 (group x1) which was why x1 disbanded within a month of debuting, and izone were on hiatus for like 4 months. im not the best at explaining stuff like this haha, but i think you get it. you can check out yt or search up 'pd48 scandal', a ton of articles and videos. as for new groups, nothing has been made clear yet. theyve only made instagram handles for now and appeared on variety shows haha. as for acting career, hyewon was supposed to do acting but was forced to join pd48 so maybe she'll continue acting afterwards? nothing is confirmed yet!

lmao two similarities, its okay it counts. ah, true, i can see their similarities now that youve mentioned it, as well as how jeno is kind of like that. however, i am currently attached to jaemin so we'll see what happens from there hehe. i swerve easily.

jaemin on bubble grr, that would be a whole experience. from the bare minimum of vidoes ive seen for him wbk jaemin is so whipped for czennies. ah yes repackage! i saw the post on instagram and went to the comments to see everything screaming ‘iM bROke!’ and it was lowkey hilarious lmao. kpop is really trying to suck our money T-T.

ope the longest fic ive read is like...40k words i think? and it was by jeonginks. ill read anything eiko produces lmao, theres always so much substance in her work. ooh, tell me what you think of luvdsc’s stuff, i just finished binging their entire masterlist lmao.

seungmin vs jake yeah, i havent been catching up on skz enha content because im still obsessing over the dreamies but when that saga is over then im going to focus on my ults lmao (which might include dream soon, hehe).

yes yes i have a mechanical bluetooth keyboard that i use to connect to my computer! it literally sounds amazing lmao, its only 10am here but i feel like im going to doze off from the clickity clackitys already. i cant wait for you to get one! tell me when you do, we can match hehe.

hyuck is an aodrable brat please. hes like the best comedian of nct at this point, so hilarious and filled with variety i love him. he rose up my bias list pretty fast too. LMAO YOUR MOM IS SO COOL I LOVE HER ALREADY. if only my mom would cook for my ults’ borndays.

yes my rec blog is a mess right now, ill organize it soon haha.

omg thank you and yes my website theme is one-of-a-kind. even i get confused when i open it or edit it, and i constantly get comments about it. also i just realized our opposing theme colors and i love it! its adorable.

#long post #also im listening to love song right now haha i love it so much #also sorry for not answering yesterday hhh i got busy last night #「 asks 」#moots — [♡] ;#toffee — [♡] ;#neo-shitty

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