#i cleaned my closet and found so many clothes i didnt remember i had

[ghost-under-my-bed]

i’ve been putting together the gayest little outfits lately. waiting for a prettypretty person to walk up to me so we can compliment each other’s outfits and get married.

#i cleaned my closet and found so many clothes i didnt remember i had #i also cleaned my whole room slay #but do not let my productivity fool u #my mental health is worse than it ever has been tbh #but the clothes part is kinda embarrasing because like i have so many cool clothes i have thrifted that just got lost in the mess of #my closet #but it’s cool now because i feel like i have so many new clothes even tho all of them are old #like i didnt even need to spend money #and that is the best part #things

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty excellent day honestly. My wrist didn't hurt almost at all. I slept really well. James was smiling real big when I woke up and I felt good.

The weather was really nice today. That helped my good mood. I woke up very comfortable at 9. But I stayed in bed until 10 watching videos. James came to lay with me and we talked about the day and laughed about stuff. And it was good. I felt very loved.

James left to go on a bike ride and I went to get ready for the day. I didn't have any big plans. I would have dinner with Charlie later. But the rest of the day was open.

I decided to take a shower. It is always nice taking a shower when the sun is coming through the window. Maybe I'll do that more often. Give myself a little more time before work and start the day nice like that.

I got dressed and felt good. I didn't love my eye makeup. I have been playing with the messy eyeliner indie sleaze look but I don't think I love it with most of my clothes. But that was fine.

I went for a little walk to the grocery store. I got a pumpkin cheese tastey kake and went to Walgreens for a soda.

I can fit a 2 liter soda in my purse and didnt even crush my cheese cake.

It was beautiful out. I really enjoyed the walk. And when I got home I had my breakfast sandwich. Which was really a brunch sandwich at that point. And got into my knitting. I was able to do two rows before James came home.

They got cleaned up and we chilled on the couch for a bit before we went to the grocery store. I didn't want much at all but we got some baked goods and many drinks. I was very excited to find vanilla drinkable yogurt, super high protein. And I got a tiny pumpkin. James got us quarters and we went home.

I spent a lot of this afternoon clearing my closet. A lot of stuff had fallen down and it was pretty messy but I had the energy to work on it today.

I decided I should be brutal and get rid of things even if I liked them. Because I have so much stuff that I really like but I just don't wear and I should stop holding onto them. And honestly I could have and should have probably been more brutal in my choices. But I did get rid of a lot. A whole trash bag full. Shoes and bags and belts and clothes. And I pulled out stuff for fall and put away a lot of summer stuff. I wanted to keep all my camp stuff in one place and I think I did alright. It's hard because I have stuff I only wear at camp and the stuff that's summer and transitional that I wear other times. But I did my best to give everywhere a home.

I also just reorganized the suitcases I have to be better used for storage. And moved them to the back of the closet so I can reach them better. It was a lot of work but it felt great.

After that I had James help fold clothes in our pajama drawer. Didn't get rid of a lot there but not none. And really it just felt nice to really see all of my stuff and be like. I'm excited to wear this. I can't wait til it's colder because this will be fun to layer. Oh I forgot about this, I remember wearing this last winter.

Once all of that was done James was doing laundry and I started cleaning a little. I did some organizing in the kitchen but found the floor was dirty and we just have a lot of dust and little bits of stuff and spider webs. So I stated vacuuming but the vacuum wasn't vacuuming. James tried to fix it but then it wasn't charged and so I had to bail.

Charlie called me and we made a plan for dinner. They would come get me at 530.

So I went to lay in bed but then a few minutes later he called again and asked to get me now. And I was like alright. So I got my shoes on.

And he got me in his big stinky truck. But honestly it was great. He's so fun.

We drove to Canton crossing and got five guys. He paid because he's very sweet. We talked about the wedding and the goofy stuff I have to deal with and he told me about going to Indonesia for a month and his surgery on Thursday. He's getting a disk in his back shaved because it's pushing into a nerve. He is scared but also this is going to give him his life back. Hell hopefully be able to surf again. Not in Indonesia but it gives him a reason to go back.

We ate our food at the park by the water. And walked for a while. He told me about the boats and we pointed out every dog. The sun was setting and everything was really pretty and it was nice to be with my friend.

It's so silly that when you have friends that live far away it's almost easier to make plans then when they live down the street. Like he literally is on the same street as me just a mile away. Not even a full mile. But we will try to do better.

We went to his apartment next so he could show me the paintings he's installing tomorrow for his solo show. We got stuck behind an accident but no one was hurt so it wasn't a big deal. Just people not letting people merge and being stupid.

We got around it and got back to his place. It's a new build and was nice. I would have preferred it on the third floor because that street is loud and busy. But still nice. His has the two smaller bedrooms so he can have one as a studio and his roommate has the bigger bedroom.

This was the first time I've been in an art boys apartment rather then a sport boy. And so the furniture wasn't all weirdly facing the TV's. It felt more grown up. It was messy still but it wasn't as dusty. Art was all over and it was fun talking about it.

After the little tour and some art talk Charlie said he was going to paint for a bit and go to bed. I told him he had to deliver me home first. He said no you have to live here now and I was like I will clean the apartment if you make me stay here. He was like 'noooo' and took me home.

He dropped me off and I was glad to be home with that energy you only get after talking to someone about art. So I got in here and after I got something to drink I went and took a shower and got to work on my studio for a bit. I did t actually make much but I got stuff ready to work on tomorrow and I re-hemmed the dress I hemmed yesterday. I decided to take off another inch and it's basically perfect now and I love it. So it was worth it to do it again.

And then I got in bed and I am feeling good. James was at a baseball game and got home a little bit ago. I am happy to have them back.

We also were able to do some wedding discussion to deal with some last minute changes. We had 4 people pull out but 2 ask to come. And that is just fine. The two are actually my highschool best friend, Joanna, and her partner. And I'm so excited she's now able to come. It's been entirely to long since I've seen her and it is just so important to me that she's there. Like teenage me always knew she needed to be there and it's happening and that just makes me feel lighter inside.

And I am hoping that good feeling holds through tomorrow. We have a training at the museum tomorrow and then I'm supposed to go do some onboarding at AVAM but I am not positive because I have not gotten an email when I checked in yesterday. But that is okay! I am still looking forward to the day.

I hope you all have a good night! Sleep good! Take care of each other! Goodnight!

[campog]

Hear me out jake wheeler x male reader where chucky knew y/n as a baby and protected him from bad parenting y/n was kidnapped so chucky didnt see him until today when jake invited y/n to his cousins house to finish a project they were assigned for school.

(If this is against your boundaries or anything feel free to ignore this also love ur profile pic also can i be -🐨anon if not thats okay sorry for bothering)

HELLL YYEAHHHHHHH BETTTTT!!!! AND YES OFC U CAN BE 🐨ANON <33 THANKS FOR REQUESTING!!

fair warning i wrote an x reader fic once in 7th grade for wattpad, so- i have 0 idea if this is good or not. just wrote how i usually do but with you/yourself pronouns lolol

// kidnapping, implied/referenced child abuse, angst

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Jake had been awkwardly fumbling around “his” room (really it was just his uncles guest room that he was now staying in for a unknown amount of time) to try and make it look neater. Dirty clothes were shoved under his bed, his nail polish stained carpet was shoved into his closet, and his bed was as made as he could manage.

He was never the best with cleaning his room but he always tried when needed. And today it was definitely, definitely, needed. His crush was finally coming over to his house, and whilst it wasn’t a date- it was just a school thing- it still was very important. 

It took the curly haired boy years to get over his love for Devon, and the only reason he even could to begin with was because of (y/n). He remembered the first conversation he had with you as clear as day. It was a hot ass day but the school had forced everybody to eat outside because of something wrong in the cafeteria. (y/n) had walked over to Jake and ask to borrow his water bottle. It was 3 words, barely even a sentence.

And yet that one moment was enough for Jake to fall head over heels in love with you.

After re-ordering his bookshelf for the 4th time he let himself take a step back and admire his work. His room was probably the cleanest it had been in a while, you might even be impressed. If he ignored the banging sounds against his closet door (Jake had shoved Chucky in there along with his closet, Chucky was asking him too many questions about what he was doing and it was embarrassing) his room was rather peaceful and welcoming.

A knock at his door caused him to whip around, about to tell Junior to fuck off, but then he saw who was at the door.

It was you.

You were standing at his doorway, in his house (well- his uncles house), and smiling right at him. Maybe it was forced. Maybe you didn’t want to be here, but frankly that didn’t matter too much to Jake right now. His entire body was practically shaking with excitement.

“Hey- sorry for just appearing, your uncle let me in.”  You scratched at the back of your neck, a nervous habit of yours, but didn’t let your smile waver. You had been wanting to hang out with Jake Wheeler for months now and this school project was just the excuse to do so.

Jake just stood there for a moment, staring at you, but just as you were about to say something he immediately sprinted to grab his backpack. “N- No! No that’s fine- you don’t need to say sorry, (y/n). I uh- I was cleaning my room, if you rang the doorbell I probably didn’t hear.” You had to lean over to see what he was doing, but he was just frantically grabbing the supplies for the project.   

“I- I really should’ve been more prepared, sorry about that-” He murmured more apologizes but most of them were hard to hear or understand. You let out a small laugh, your smile only growing. “It’s ok, Jake. I brought markers and stuff- I don’t- I don’t have a board though, my parents wouldn’t get me one.” You shuffled your feet out of regret of mentioning your parents. Could you even call the monsters that kidnapped you your “parents”? You didn’t want to but found yourself having too constantly.

“Oh! I have some markers as well, mainly sharpies. I have some tape, and uh- there’s a printer somewhere. I don’t think I have a board, jesus fucking christ why didn’t I think to get a board-” You chuckled nervously as Jake cursed himself out. In a weird way it was kind of cute. 

“Oh, wait- I think- Maybe Junior- My uh- my cousin-” “I know who Junior is, Jake, he’s very popular.” You didn’t mean to interrupt but apparently you did. The curly haired boys face flushed in embarrassment. “Yeah! Yeah, of course you do, why wouldn’t you? But uh- he runs these drives for the homeless, so he might have something we can use.”

You fight back a scoff and just nod, watching as Jake practically scatters of out of the room. You remember Junior bragging about how he made some book drive for the poor, you also remembered having to resist the urge to slap him. A fucking book drive? Junior lives in a mansion, a fucking mansion, and all he can give out is some used books? No. That’s bullshit. It’s some rich white bullshit.

With Jake out of the room you are finally able to actually walk around the room. His bed was thrown together in a almost-neat way, his books were color coded, and his floor looked as if it had been recently vacuumed. You wondered how long it had taken for him to this, but with that thought came a small pang of guilt. He’s been so anxious, and whilst he was probably excited he might not be- you just couldn’t help but feel bad for how much effort Jake has put in.

You ventured farther into the room, walking by the rattling closet. There must be an ac vent in there or something. You noticed something shiny stuffed under the secondary seemingly-unused bed and decided to crouch down to look at it. At closer examination you found a knife, not quite rusty but not quite clean. Whether or not the substance on it was mud or blood wasn’t clear.

You slowly ran your finger over the blade, wincing back at the sudden spike of pain. The knife was sharp- oddly sharp. Barely any pressure was applied and it still managed to cause tiny red droplets to blossom on your finger tip. You put it down and returned it to where it was. Why Jake had that wasn’t your problem. Not your place to ask him (no matter how much questions were flying through your head.)

At some point the rattling and banging at the closet door, something was wrong. An AC vent wouldn’t do that. Something was inside the closet- something was trapped in the closet, banging against it- wordlessly screaming for help. What if it had something to do with the knife? What if this was a set up? Another trick for somebody else to take you again? Panic filled your chest and you stepped back. No amount of courage would be great enough to get you to fall for this.

It was starting to get hard to breath, all logic leaving your brain. If somebody was in there they could take you. They’d take you away and they might be even worse from your current captors- you need to run- you need to leave- you need to-

The door burst open and a red headed doll collapsed onto to the floor along with other junk. You jumped back, grabbing onto the nearest object you could in case you needed to attack. “FUCK YOU JAKE! NOW I GOTTA DEAL WITH THIS RODENT!” The doll spoke, it’s accent and voice was familiar to you. You couldn’t understand what about it sounded so- so safe, or as safe as it could feel seeing as he just implied it was going to kill you.

The doll turned to you and that’s when you got even more confused. It looked like the doll you had as a kid, the one that would always promise it’d protect you. In the end it failed. And how couldn’t it? It was just a doll that you thought was real, but here it was- walking and talking. This had to be a sick joke. None of this made sense, this couldn’t be real. Every single nerve in your body was vibrating and screaming at you to run whilst, what you thought was delusional, childhood memories told you to stay.

At some point the Good Guy doll stopped walking, you couldn’t comprehend why. Rage-fuelled murderers didn’t normally hesitate. “You- You don’t- Stay back! Stay the fuck back! Don’t- Don’t touch me!” You waved the object you had grabbed in the doll’s direction.

You couldn’t figure out what the doll was thinking, you couldn’t see what was on it’s mind. Something about that pissed you off. “..(y/n)? Holy shit- Is there where those fuckers took you?!” Anything else he said you simply blocked out. He knew your name. Why did he know your name? All those memories of him was just a delusion- a coping  mechanism to help ignore what was happening. A coping mechanism that didn’t work as you were kidnapped and taken away.

“I don’t- I don’t know you.” You hoped that that statement would become a reality. That you truly didn’t know who he was, and he didn’t know who you were. God, what was his name ago? Was it Charlie, Canine, Karl? It started with a C, you remember it. It was Chucky. His name was Chucky- you remember now.

Wait. No, You don’t remember now. You don’t, you don’t, you don’t. There’s nothing to remember. With every pleasant memory of that doll came the memory of when you were taken away, when you were beaten and shoved into the trunk of a car. It hurt too much to remember what had happened when you were a child, good or bad.

Chucky just continued to stare, growing aggravated. “Yeah. Yeah, you do know me, kid. I’m Chucky, I’m your friend to the end- remember?” The doll  stared at you expectantly. “Now put down the weapon and stop crying. I’m going to need you calm so that you can tell me the address of the fuckers who took you.” 

#chucky fanfic #chucky series #chucky 2021 #chucky tv series #chucky tv show #jake wheeler #jake wheeler fanfic #junior wheeler #jake wheeler x reader #jake wheeler x you #charles lee ray #chucky doll #chucky franchise

[softboyscully]

Public School Stuff I Wanted to Share

public school is both beautiful and horrifying am i right

so ill just go by the grades i guess

Kindergarten, first year

i did kindergartden at a catholic school in a relativly big city so this one’s got some shit

we went to church every wednesday, me and best friend (lost track of her when we moved, wish we’d stayed in touch, she was awesome) would giggle the whole time, pretty sure we made fun of jesus once, can’t remember why, possibly the hair

i had the nicest teacher, she was (as i remember her) young, blonde, and super sweet, that was the first and last year i ever had naptime

SPEAKING of naptime

i never slept during it

once i found what i remember being a nut of some sort on the ground, probably came off someone’s shoe

i grab it, turn to sarah (my best friend), say something about putting it up my nose

sarah, apparently having common sense, says, “no dont do it!! we’re supposed to be sleeping!!”

i put it up my fucking nose

try to get it out, just push it farther in

im crying a little bit now, that shit hurts

go up to my teacher

“you’re supposed to be asleep!”

“i have a nut up my nose and it wont come out”

teacher tries to get it out, but it wont budge

just. sends me back to my mat

that was it

the art room was tiny

like re-purposed broom closet tiny

there was a copy of the mona lisa in the hallway, someone had drawn ray bans on it with a pencil, never got replaced

there was a creepy-ass basement i went down to after school, we ate cheeseballs and sandwiches with some kind of meat, mayo, and that kinda yellow bread

someone broke his leg down there once, think an older kid threw him at the ceiling or something

we learned how to play Silver Bells with actual bells in music class

Kindergarten, second year

i remember these two teachers as the evil step sister-type look, but it might be my little kid imagination

but seriously they were horrible

we learned stuff in a room that was more middle-school styled, except everything was green or black and it was v dark

me and sarah attained a new friend, john

honestly i think we would’ve stayed friends for a while if i didnt move away

i have two vivid memories

one is of me really wanting to go home, so i walked by the teacher’s desk and did a fake sneeze

they laughed at me and told me to go sit back down

the other is  john leaning his chair back and then falling, so me and sarah went to help him back up

it was funny, so he did it again

and again

me and sarah were laughing, had the time of our lives

after the maybe fifth time the teachers said “john can get back up by himself. sit down and stay there.”

one of the reasons we moved was bc i got sent a letter from my fourth grade buddie

most of the words weren’t spelled correctly, many letters were backwards

my mother was horrified

ofc now we know it was probably a learning disability 

1st grade

this is when i moved

beginning of school i was ASTOUNDED we didnt have uniforms, one of the best things ever to happen to me

nothing wrong with this teacher, she was cool

thing is i was a little shit

told everyone my dogs died (they did but i was maybe three when it happened, i remember it not)

all my personal narratives were bullshit (only one sticks in my memory, wrote it about celebrating christmas AND hanukkah with my dad’s friends who were jewish, i have never even met those friends)

had a crush on this kid, best friend (she was terrible and helped wreck me emotionally) told me to kiss him in music class. me being a stupid ass bitch, i did it, aND HE GOES TO THE TEACHER AND CALLS ME OUT. at the end of class she gets both of us to stay for a bit, AND I DENYIED EVERYTHING. i walked across the fucking classroom, kissed him on the cheek, ran away giggling, told my teacher i didn’t do anything, AND GOT AWAY WITH IT. i’ve embarrassed myself further with this child but thats another story

2nd grade

i loved this teacher but honestly he was absolute shit

like. all he did was play the guitar and sing with us

never actually taught us stuff???

middle of the year, my mom goes in for a parent-teacher conference, he tells her i dont pay attention is math.

“what do you mean?”

“she doesn’t listen, she just takes out a book and starts reading.”

“........have you.... tried taking the book away?”

“sure, i could try that.”

“o....kay”

he also told her i’d be a girl who’d grow up to love spellcheck (which i do lmao)

like ???? why not just??? teach me to spell????

there was this one dude who one day showed up, gave me a pink stuffed cat, and then asked me where i lived

funniest thing was he lived on the same street as me

something that is vivid in my memory is showing up to class one day and realizing that i was wearing my regular clothes over my pajamas

also we had fish

every day someone else was in charge of feeding them

one of the times it was my job, i grab the fish food and walk over to the tank only to find all of the fish floating on the top

i screamed “THE FISH CAN FLY?!?!?!?!?!”

everyone ran over, all of us scarred for life when Mr. G walks over and goes in the most normal voice ever “no theyre dead”

we held a funeral

the cause of death is still undetermined

3rd grade

this year just draws a blank for me

all i know is that whoever the teacher was, they neglected to teach me how to tell time from a clock

also we learned the Cotten Eyed Joe dance in gym around here

4th grade

i had two teachers this year

one was the same one from 1st grade, the other one was a total bitch

made a girl named hannah ball her eyes out once, never apologized

i was (and am) and avid reader, so my reading skills were high above average

instead of being proud of me she told me i was weird, not normal, and too smart for a 4th grader, so i MUST be cheating. 

she was the start of a lot of self confidence issues for me ngl

this was around the time i went and got tested for ADHD (me and my grandmother almost broke down on the highway but thats another story), Mrs. M (the nice one) was super supportive when i told her why i was leaving early but Ms. S (bitch) told me ADHD wasn’t real and i just wanted to be special for once

she sucked, Ms. S

5th grade

this is getting super long so this’ll be the last one i do

but my teacher..... Mr. F was A+++++

he legitimately taught me math

we had i guess like,,, a buddie class we switched with sometimes

the teacher of that class was Mrs. R, who had crazy red hair and many freckles

at one point she referenced a meme and my entire class started screaming

also there was another Mrs. S (to differentiate this one will be called Mrs. Su)

she was kind of crazy

she was the astronomy teacher and she told us many times that the moon landing was faked

once she handed out sunscreen and had everyone put it on their whole body (this was in december, fyi)

Mr. F also hosted an ‘archeological dig’ which sounds cool but in reality he had a bunch of arcade prizes from his childhood buried in little flower pots we dug into with plastic spoons

also heres some stuff i cants pinpoint the time of/happened in multiple grades:

someone held a who-can-scream-the-most-like-a-goat contest

a guy named Makenzie won

remember we planned it while the teacher left the classroom so the teacher walks back in and one by one everyone in the room starts screaming, there was some applause, a few kids got a standing ovation

we cleaned out our desks in the middle of the year, i found 3 socks and a dog treat in mine

like how the fuck did any of those things get there

and where’s the fourth sock

b o t t l e f l i p p i n g

but no seriously there were at least five water bottles stuck in the ceiling in the cafeteria

my sorta friend charlie was obsessed with paper airplanes

one time he might’ve broken the world record for longest time in the air but he was counting in his head and it was at recess so there was no video

four square and gaga ball would be played no matter the setting, time, or conditions and it was super competitive

like if you could get to king in four square you got the everlasting respect of everyone

and everyone was super educated on four square special rules, special plays, that kinda shit

no but guys i grew up with bus stop, candy store, haunted house on mondays, haunted mansion on fridays, zombies was fair game unless it was Zach, Ryan, Chrissy or Vee

me and one other guy named andrew were the only known pjo fans, had the time of our LIVES making refrences

“HEY ANDREW IM NOBODY”

“I HAVE WAITED YEARS FOR YOU, NOBODY, COME HERE AND FACE YOUR DEATH”

“hey annabeth, i thought you looked like a princess when i first saw you. i printed out a picture you sent me casually and kept it with me. i snuck along on a quest so i could save you, endangering myself immensely. i held the sky for you. when you talk about your crush on luke, i get jealous. beckendorf understood, but hes dead.”

“ikr we’re literally the best of friends”

“RIGHT”  

also the first time we finished mark of athena we were in the same classroom and we individually dropped the book, stood up, looked at each other, and screamed “WELL FUCK YOU TOO RICK RIORDAN”

#public school #percy jackson #percabeth #my childhood #you dont have to read this but i felt like posting it lol #if you've read this far #i applaud you #thanks for listening to my meaningless shit #im gonna be a comedian #school #school stories #adhd #kind of

[erixyin]

Idk where i saw this but i need to write my own

MLQC Boys React - MC wearing their shirt/tshirt as a dress in public.

Note: have been dating for a while, like 6 months?

A little NSFW but not too bad x

Victor:

You had stayed over at his for the weekend and now it was Sunday and you had run out of clean none-casual clothes. And you had forgotten to pack any with you or go shopping because you had been very distracted all weekend. By victor without a shirt on wahhhhhh

You rummaged through his closet quickly. Boi was already at work he had a 6am meeting. You dont know how he has the energy to do that. You would literally die if someone said you have to be out of bed before 6am

He looked at his long fancy shirts and you had an idea. You grabbed the one that felt the nicest and that was not the boring grey shirts he usually had. It was a purple silk shirt and it came down to about your knees. MC is so small.

Little did you know that that was literally one of the most expensive shirts he owned...

NOT IN THE CAPACITY TO KNOW FANCY BRAND NAMES OK

You sinched it in at the waist with a belt you had worn over the weekend and put on some gold earrings and necklace. You finished the look with black tights and your black doc martens, PRAYING that no one at work would mind that you looked more SMART CASUAL than SMART.

You thought u looked hella cute in the mirror so u went to work at 9am.

You had forgotten you had a meeting with Victor at 11am.

he did a double take when you walked into the room.

He squinted at your “dress” and you could tell he was going through his memory bank of where he had seen it before.

“Is that... new?” He asked eyeing you every so often before glancing back down to your weekly report

“Uh... yeah relatively. Do u like it?” You asked innocently batting your eyes.

“Where’s it from?” He passed you back your report, forgetting to give any negative comments unusually. He thought you looked hella cute but he totally wasn’t going to tell u that.

“I-I can’t remember.” You blushed hiding behind the report a little.

He stood up and leaned against the front of his desk, now towering above you casually. “I thought you had enough clothes, without needing to borrow mind”

Ok. Now you were bright red.

“D-d-do you not like it?” You stammered and then flashed him a cheeky smile, “i can take it off and give it you back”.

Victor’s hear stopped momentarily before going “Dummy” and patting you gently on the head.

You walked out of his office 2 hours later feeling on top of the world. that’s not the only thing you were on top of

Mr CEO was surprisingly in a good mood for the rest of the day and even gave Goldman a small smile. GOLDMAN IS FREAKING OUT.

Lucien:

It had been a last minute decision sleepover... totally innocent absolutely nothing happened what are you talking about.

Lucien had already left for a lecture he was giving at the university. You had promised to meet up with him once he had finished his schedule.

Now you totally COULD simply go back to your apartment and pick out something you’d worn a few times and Lucien had seen you in. OR you could actually conduct an experiment of your own and make Lucien hella blushy - even if boi went a little red it would be a triumph in himself. BOI HAS A BETTER POKER FACE THAN VICTOR HOW

Being a little bit devious you decided to raid Lucien’s closet. BOI LIKES TO BE STYLISH

He has everything coordinated by colour and by season/activity. Jumpers go in the bottom right next to the winter coats and shirts were hung up towards the left for those “casual days”.

Boi doesnt own a tshirt, he only knows smart casual and smart. Loungewear? Sweatpants?? Boi has never heard of em

Most of his clothes were black and white with a tad bit of grey and brown in there but you found at the very back of the wardrobe a white shirt with pink butterflies patterned over it. Masculinity is so fragile, let the man wear pink. He can OWN it.

You decided to go for it and match it with thigh high suede wedges to give yourself a little extra height. You sinched it in with a simple black studded belt and added nude tights. You put your hair up into a “cute messy” bun and popped a pencil in to keep it in place. You paired it with a little black satchel and “natural” makeup with maybe a red lip tint? Lucien likes a red lip and you can’t tell me otherwise

It was about 2pm and you decided to head over to the university. A little spring in your step.

You knew his schedule by now so you knew he’d be in his office round about now. You checked the times 2:30pm. Half an hour before his next and final lecture.

You entered his office, you didnt need to knock anymore. He knew it was you. Students would always giggle LOUDLY outside his office before knocking. Mainly female students and you PRETENDED not to notice.

He could totally tell you noticed and were trying to hide it

You saw him tapping away on his computer, eyes lost in data.

You plopped your bag over the sofa and walked over to his desk. Kinda annoyed he hadn’t noticed you but also kinda excited because of the build up?

He had a light smile on his face, “Hello MC, i was expecting you a little lat-“ he glanced at your outfit. Boi actually halted his sentence. You were delighted.

You saw the tips of his ears turn pink. successs

he gulped and brought a hand up to his face as his eyes looked at your outfit in detail before looking you directly in the eye, a michevious look on his face, “i haven’t seen that shirt in a very long time. Have to say, it looks better on you”. He watched as you leant over the desk resting on your elbows.

“I think the thigh highs are a nice bonus” he said making it very obvious at where he was looking.

“What time is your next lecture again Luci?” You asked sweetly, leaning over to boop his nose gently.

“Actually my last lecture had to cancel due to some strange unforeseen circumstances”, he said typing the email as he spoke.

“Isn’t that lucky?” He chuckled while glancing at the office door

You gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, “very lucky”

He didn’t make it to the 3pm lecture

Gavin:

He had left some of his clothes at yours before heading out on a mission. He’d been gone for a few days but he had called and said he would be home soon. Weekends were usually spent with you waiting for gavin. He had promised he would stop going on big missions now he had something to come home to.

You kinda got bored waiting for him, because he said he’d be home today. You had told Eli that if he came back with a new bandage you were going to kill him and make him sit in a salt bath. Eli knew you weren’t joking.

You decided to pull out one of the many tshirts he had left at yours. It was an old rock n roll band tshirt. You didn’t know them too well but Gavin had liked to listen to their music every now and then. He didn’t wear it that often anymore, it was a bit too tight on him since he had bought it in his college days.

You had washed it already because you sometimes slept in it. You had been binge watching DIY youtube videos all day when you had a great idea. You really liked the look of the cut out ladder look the girl had done in her youtube video so you decided to do the same. You grabbed a pair of scissors and got to work.

You also decided to give the thsirt a little bit of a v-neck but leaving a piece around the neck for that fake choker look. You looked at your handy work and decided you really quite liked it. The back wasn’t too exposed because of the laddered look but you could always wear something underneath like a mesh top.

It came down to just lower than your thigh. You looked at yourself in the mirror. Considering it was the only piece of clothing you had on right now besides your little running shorts, you thought you looked really cute.

You spun around happy when you saw gavin staring at you COMPLETELY RED outside the window.

“Gavin!” You squealed excitedly as you went to open the window and let him in.

The wind blew underneath your dress/tshirt a little to lift it. You quickly pulled it back down.

Bird cop has stopped working

“You look...” Gavin stood in front of you staring at you. You could see there was a new scar on his neck and arm but no bleeding on any of his clothes.

“I’m so glad you’re home!” You wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his scent

He hugged you bag but went even more red - is that even possible??? - when he felt that the back was laddered and an entrance to your bare back.

“Um you look... very cute” he was now imaging you wearing all of his clothes. Boi was beetroot red someone help him.

“I could pair this with some denim shorts and it would be a date night outfit yeah?” You said taking a step back and spinning round for him

MC why u wanna make this precious boi jealous?? XD

He pulled you in for a quick kiss, “no this is just for me. You’re mine. No one else can see you looking this...” he paused as his ears started to go red again, “good”

Safe to say you didnt kill him for discovering he had several bruises across his back. BUT MC U SAID NO BANDAGES OR BLEEDING SO TECHNICALLY ITS FINE

Kiro:

You had woken up super late - like 11am - after gaming and doing other stuff.... all night. Your body still kinda hurt and ached a little... clearly from doing all of that just dance marathon stuff. If you think kiro isn’t a just dance kinda man i will fight you

The bed was more spacious than normal and you didn’t have a cute blonde cuddling up next to you. Odd. You looked over towards the bathroom but the light was off.

God what day was it? You reached over sluggishly to the bedside table and looked at your phone. It was Wednesday but thankfully you were having a week off after finishing a big project with Kiro’s help.

You had worked the hardest with the late nights and the weekends you had sacrificed. Anna and Kiki thought it was best for you to have a little holiday.

You stretched and sat up. You looked around. Kiro’s jeans were gone and phone. Maybe he had gone to the shops?

You honestly couldnt remember if had anything in his schedule today. Even though he was taking a mini holiday himself - you both timed it perfectly - he still had to do interviews here and there to make Savin happy.

You rubbed your eyes. You didn’t remember where you’re clothes from last night were but they were in NO state to wear. Clearly because of all the sweat from just dance AND NOTHING ELSE ;)

You opened Kiro’s walk in wardrobe. You lazily looked for something to just wear so that you could walk round the house, comfortable but not just nude. Kiro’s house was big and Savin had a key

You picked up a signature yellow and white tshirt that Kiro often wore to events and fan signings. It matched his hoodie but it was perfect for the warmer weather.

Boi was only a few inches taller than you so it JUST came to below your butt. You’d have to bend from the knees and not the waist. Unless you want your butt to be on show.

You found some black unused underwear and popped them on. You debated onto weather you could be bothered putting socks on or not. Then you remembered that Kiro had central floor heating so nahhhhhh

You wandered round the house looking for Kiro. Your bare feet making a gentle thudding noise across the marble floor.

You gave up home when you couldnt find him in the games room or living room so you decided to go get yourself a snack.

You walked in and froze as you saw Kiro. In front of a camera. A LIVE camera. And Savin sat just out of frame.

You just remembered that wednesday afternoons were the weekly Kiro livestreams.

KILL ME

Boi instantly caught your eye and then looked at what you were wearing - barely anything

Whatever he was saying before he was silent. Boi was SHOOKETH. He COUGHED LOUDLY and went a bright scarlet red from his neck to his face.

The livestream chat was going mental as they couldnt see you from the camera angle positioned on Kiro’s face. They were wondering what he was getting so worked up about. It was a really good job that the camera could only see from the waist up

“H-hey guys, sorry I’m gonna have to cut the livestream short.” Savin had his head in his hands, “I’m just not..” he stole another glance at you while you were trying to reach the top of the shelf where the cookies were and his tshirt lifted up higher exposing more. “I’m just not feeling too good.” He chuckled bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed.

The chat soon filled up with #get better soon kiro as well as #curiouskiro was trending. Some people speculated that Kiro might have a lover. The fan theories went mental.

“I’ll see you guys next week bye!” And the livestream ended. You blushed as you saw Kiro’s gaze and you crunched on your cookies while looking at the floor.

Savin got up to go and leave and sort things out for Kiro online, to make ensure his reputation wasn’t going to fall because of this unexpected situation.

“Thats my tshirt!” He said as he came over to you still red

“Yeah... and?” You mumbled a mouth full of cookies. Thats not the only thing your mouth’s gonna be full of in a minute miss chips - I’m sorry please forgive me i had to XD

“Miss chips is not allowed to look that good” he whined, “i was doing an interview, i was gonna be back in like half an hour and you looked so peaceful-“

You pressed a finger to his lips to shush him, “well we can still go back to bed now...”

SAY. NO. MORE

Boi picked u up and carried you upstairs, bridal style.

A week later you made your relationship public. At first the fans were a little upset but then soon adored you when you revealed a little of why Kiro was so blushy the previous Wednesday. #blushyboikiro was trending for a MONTH

BONUS: Shaw:

He had to rush off to his exam in the morning after promising to meet up afterwards for breakfast/lunch

This was at 8am. [bitch you aint getting out of bed at 8am on a day off? Beauty sleep is very important]

His exam was three hours long [the pain of uni exams, i get you Shaw i get you] and you woke up at 11:39

SHIT

You scrambled for your things but the night before outfit was not really brunch appropriate so you settled for something a lil more casual [and devious]

You grabbed one of his favourite tshirts which fell down to your mid thigh, and cut a slit at the bottom and safety pinned it together [ya know for that EDGY look] [i dont know what the kids are up to these days but i saw my friend do it and she’s cool so]

You grabbed ur cropped zip hoodie, put on some thigh high stockings, put on ur black boot heels from last night and you were ready to go. [you also sprayed some perfume on ur neck, wrist and garter while u were at it. LOOK SIS YOU DEVIOUS AND U KNOW THAT SHAW LIKES IT]

You rushed out the door and thankfully the subway wasnt busy and you got there just as the doors opened and the students came plodding out. You stood there with a coffee in your hand and the other one twiddling your hair in an OH so cute way. [you know how to look cute mmkay]

Several students walked out through the doors but you didnt end up seeing him. Darn you for being so short.

So you sat down on the low wall near the university’s fountain. Your little safety pin glistening in the sun and the tshirt putting your garter on show. [we like that casual but i secretly put in loads of effort kinda vibe]

You started scrolling through Moments incase he got out early but the shitty university wifi meant that it wasn’t refreshing. Furthermore the sun was shining in ur eyes so you couldnt really see much even when your phone was on full brightness

Then a tall shadow blocked the sun and you looked up and saw Shaw stood over you with a sleepy but piercing gaze.

“What are you doing wearing my Black Sabbath Tshirt?” He looked you up and down. Boi was clearly shook but he was damned if he was going to let you know this. Even though you already knew this.

“What you don’t like it? How did your exam go?” You said getting up to give him a quick hug. You knew Shaw had expressed he wasn’t a fan of physical affection but he secretly enjoyed the odd hug/hand holding or head scratch from you. Though he would never share this

“You really think you can distract me from your lazy sense of style?” He raised his eyebrows and looked you up and down again. You could see the twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

“Your rebelliousness has rubbed off onto me” [in more ways than one] you gave him a little spin raising your arms a little so that the top of the stockings and garter would come on show.

You could see that his nose went a little red along with the tips of cheeks. He coughed and placed both hands on ur arms firmly. “Let’s go get something to eat.” He swung you around so that you were now walking back to the subway, with his arm round you.

“But this is the way home...?” You started as you turned to look at his face, still walking

“Well we’re skipping straight to dessert” you could see the glint in his eyes and you allowed yourself to be lead.

Now that thsirt was his absolute favourite, especially whenever you decided to surprise him with it after an exam x

#mlqc gavin #mlqc #mlqc event #mlqc kiro #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc mc #mlqc spoilers #mlqc dates #mlqc karma #mlqc kiki #mlqc kira #mlqc bai qi #mlqc lucien fanfic #mlqc zhou qiluo #mlqc headcanon #mlqc fandom #mlqc fanfic #mlqc react #mlqc helios #mlqc cn #mlqc eli

[bomberqueen17]

weekend

So I took Friday off. I haven’t really been home much; my weekends have been spent driving back and forth to and from the farm, and then I’ve felt I have to work every hour I’m home, to make up for having been gone during lockdown, and to try and earn some money, and to make up for never being around, and such.

So I haven’t had time for much cleaning of my house. And honestly, going back years, I’m not around much and things have gotten way out of hand. 

I’m not exactly doing NaClYoHoMo (National Clean Your House Month, for people who don’t need to write a novel, haha) but I’m writing about it anyway.

Dude is staring down the realization that 1) his office isn’t opening back up, and 2) he’s been working out on the sunporch but it’s getting cold so he won’t be able to sit there anymore, and 3) he very much does not want to have to spend his working days sitting at our cluttered tiny kitchen table.

So he asked if we could spend this weekend clearing out the guest bedroom. The bed was covered mostly in my laundry, and then there’s a desk covered in my correspondence as well as our household backup server, and there’s a table next to the desk covered in... miscellaneous things including my old iMac and such.

So I spent Friday cleaning our bedroom, because taking yet another pile of clothing in there would just make an irredeemable mess. In the course of that, I got a broom and hoed out an entire laundry basket full of garments, mostly socks, from under the bed. Then I hauled in all the extra laundry from the guest room, and got all my shit out of there, so Dude could work unimpeded on Saturday.

I spent the whole day, and then I spent almost all day on Saturday, and then I spent several long hours on Sunday, and at the end of it the room doesn’t look much different. My ADHD means that if I put things in drawers I lose them, so I have a lot, and by that I mean a lot, of clothing, because if I can’t see it, I don’t know I have it. I now have hundreds of pairs of socks, because I found my odd sock bin from roughly the same vintage, I think, as Chita’s sock hoard’s beginning, and I paired the ones I could (and there are so many left over...)

A few years back, Middle-Little came out and among other things we installed a bunch of hooks on the wall of my bedroom, so that I could hang garments up. The bedroom has one closet, half of which used to be mine, but Dude keeps his clothes in an expanding pile on the floor and I can no longer get close to the closet, so I really can’t use it. So I took all my dresses out of it, and now I have the formal and special occasion ones in the closet of the guest bedroom, and the informal workday ones hanging on the hooks on my wall along with all my vests and jackets and things.

It doesn’t look neater, at all, but I did find a few things I’m excited to wear again. I feel like I wasted the weekend; my goal was to do some writing and I did almost none, and my other goal was to do some textile art-- either finish the half-done masks I was working on, or start the art quilts I have ideas for for Christmas presents, or-- anything, really.

And I distinctly remember when that pile of clothing started to get out of control. It was during the lead-up to my first ever roller derby bout, when I was overworked and scrambling and exhausted, and I told myself, “after the bout’s over I’ll get all that sorted out and put away!”

that was February of 2007. So. Yeah, it was time.

Meanwhile, on Saturday, Dude started cleaning the guest bedroom. He spent several hours carefully going through boxes of set-aside items, carefully dusting things off (... onto the floor), organizing them, collecting them in various places. I asked him what his plan was for the furniture he planned to remove and he acted like that was a crazy thing to ask. (Well? You want to take that table out, it’s in there because it doesn’t fit through doors and we don’t have anywhere else it can go. I didnt’ think it was a crazy question.)

On Sunday he worked a little more. I’d cleared off the desk for him, but he ignored it, and kept working on the piles of things he’d stashed on the desk. But then he got his thumb stung by a bee or wasp or something, and he spent the rest of the day gingerly holding his hand in the air and not doing any more.

So the guest room isn’t cleaned out either, and the floor is extra-filthy and now there’s lint getting tracked all over the house from him carefully brushing things off onto the floor, so that’s annoying and hasn’t improved anyone’s life. I’m frustrated and feel like no progress was made. But, it’s stuff that’s been a mess for like a decade now, so that’s all better than not doing anything I guess. I guess! I guess? We’ll see.

At least the mood was festive, due to the election news, and I spent Sunday in a fancy party dress that got absolutely covered in filth while I was cleaning but it’s washable so I’m not worried about that. And I plan to wear a different forgotten-about dress every day this week, to make up for maybe a little of the annoyance of cleaning. I do own a lot of dresses. None of them are quite what I want. Maybe that’s part of this whole awful thing-- I found so much clothing that still does fit me but the vast majority of it isn’t a style I really care to wear, but I can’t bear to get rid of it because it does fit, and honestly I don’t know what my style *is*, so what am I going to get instead?? A lot of it’s stuff I bought in desperation because nothing fit; I’d routinely go to a website, add every single garment that was capable of fitting me to my shopping cart (so, came in approximately my size, had thick enough shoulder straps, no surplice front because those never accomodate my bust, no empire waists because those invariably attempt to cut my tits in half, etc), then I’d go back through and eliminate the ones I cared for least, until I was left with a reasonable-sized order of, hopefully, things I actually would wear. Depressingly often, I’d wind up with nothing.

Plus-size shopping has gotten slightly better, but I still have a lot of that ingrained in my consciousness. I don’t get to buy clothes I want, I get to find clothes that fit and then within that smallish selection try to hunt for something that I don’t hate. And I’m not even that big.

(I am pleased to point out that I don’t seem to have much too-small clothing left from before my brief attempt to get medicated for something got me depression meds instead of ADHD ones and Celexa re-set my metabolic setpoint to be fully 30 pounds higher than my old maximum; that was around 2010, and most of my old size 14-16 stuff is long gone somehow, which does indicate that the archaelogical strata have at least been rifled through in the interim.)

Anyway. Hopefully I can keep going and make the bedroom reasonable and maybe inspire Dude to do something about his slowly-expanding Pile Of Shit that’s taken over his entire half of the room, and maybe then I can make some progress and like. Get the living room into shape, and then it can look like people live here by the time...

sigh, by the time the new farm season comes around and I don’t really live here anymore for a while.

#i hate cleaning #adhd makes it special torture #but i hate wasting time more #and this is just all a clusterfuck #but anyway

[just-my-fandom]

Loner (Jim Hopper x Daughter! Reader)

SPOILERS FOR S3. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Summary; Reader is Hoppers older daughter who dies instead of Hopper and Hopper finds a note from the reader after her passing explaining that she knew she was going to die, saving El and Hopper (Slight Billy x reader too)

My birthday party is this Saturday so I will inactive that whole weekend

Caution, this one was completely rushed so its really, really bad

Tagged; @irreplaceable-ecstasy @fraeppuccino @teenwolflover28 @buckysjuicyplums @lcgaf @kyrathekiller @canny1902 @itsfangirlmendes @tellmyselfies @xkotkuu @scarletmeii @krazykatkay456 probably still forgot someone and im sorry

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Dear Dad,

So, I'm not really good at writing letters. I never written a letter like this before, so, I guess that's probably why

We're going to have to fight the Russians, huh? Its funny when I say it out loud, but, thinking about it now, I fear someone might get hurt or, even worse, killed

And I know what youre going to say when you read this letter, 'you are not going to fight the Russians, this is a job left for the adults,'. Well, Dad, I hate to break it to you, but Im an adult now

But, knowing you, you dont count a nineteen year old as an adult. Not in your book. In your book Im still your little girl, who battled cancer like a champ while my sister couldn't. But I am. Im an adult, and its my job to protect Eleven since I couldnt protect Sara

Ive always looked up to you. You taught me how to use a gun at twelve, taught me to fight without a gun at fourteen. Im pretty much like the karate kid now, but with a gun and the Chief of Hawkins as my father

I dont even know why Im writing this letter to begin with. Here I am sitting in Joyce's house while you guys are with a 'dangerous criminal' and Eleven is stopping this big ass monster

Guess I should go help them. Figure out a way to call Steve or Jonathan and meet up with them and do what I do best, fight bad guys

Love, Y/N Hopper

He found it tucked in your jeans. Folding clothes to put in boxes, Jim hears the crumble of the paper and realizes you had forgotten all about the stupid letter

But its all he has left of you. As hes reading it his mind is blurry, emotions jumbled. He would smile at some parts, others he would tear up and remember that you, did, indeed, protect Eleven

Jim knew you were happy now. When Sara died a couple years back and your mother left you with Jim, you became depressed. But knowing you saved not just Eleven but your father, he knew you accomplished your goal in life,

And for once, Jim wasnt pissed at your actions

Your bedroom is empty now. Eleven and Mike are patching the giant hole in the ceiling from the Mindflayer monster (that was fun to explain), while the others picked up furniture and cleaned bits and pieces of the destroyed cabin,

Jim lifts the last box off of your bed, tucking the box into your closet with many more boxes of clothes, items, and old toys,

The note remains clutched in his hand. He doesnt want to let it go. He let you go, not knowing it was your goal to make sure he and El were safe

Jim runs a large hand down his face, heaving a breathy sigh and dropping onto your bed, hand beginning to tremble when it tightened on the paper,

"She wouldnt want you to be like this,"

Jim looks up at a voice. Eleven and Max stood at the door, Maxs lips pressed tight together,

"She wouldnt want you to be like this," Max repeats, Jim nodding his head slowly, looking down at the note,

"I-" Jim inhales deeply, giving Eleven the go to enter the bedroom and sit next to him, sliding her hand into his that didnt have a grip on the letter,

"Y/N loved you," Eleven starts firmly, Jim directing his eyes to hers and watching the young girl smile, "You raised her to be the girl she was. Strong, independent. Her mother and Sara would be proud,"

Jim chuckles, dryly, sniffing away any tears that dared to fall, "She was too independent. She couldnt protect Sara, she knew it was her job to protect you," He hands the letter to Eleven, forcing himself to let it go,

"Billy did, too," Eleven swiftly scans the letter, looking back up at her adoptive father,

"God, they hated each other," Max snorts, Jims lips tugging upwards, "Youd see them glaring at each other or shooting nasty comments at one other,"

"She doesnt play games, thats for sure," Jim chuckles again, softer, "But shes with him now. Maybe this time they'll get along for once,"

Your eyes look over at Billy, his arms crossed and eyebrows raised to you. His eyes flick down to Earth, and you laugh, shaking your head,

"No way Hargrove," You grin, "Not unless you plan to stop smoking any time soon,"

"Not like it can harm me up here," Billy shrugs, looking around the bright, clouded area, "Sucks. My cars not here,"

"You cant go anywhere, dingus," You giggle,

"Dont you want to see California?" Billy questions, and your eyes look down to your father under the clouds, then to Billys extended hand,

Sighing, you take his hand, squeezing, "Lead the way,"

#jim hopper imagine #jim hopper x reader #jim hopper #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargove x reader

[missnxthingg]

Is this where we do prompts? Can you do a peter Parker imagine where has powers and is recruited as an avenger and then has to share a room with peter in avengers tower, and they fall in love? Please and thank you!

AN: I really just got along with it, and made it really big. I loved writting this, and I hope you like it too. Just keep sending those requests.

Warnings: Bad words, a bit of makeout.

Words: 5k, I guess

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You hated to admit you were kind of nervous, because it has been your dream since you found out who The Avengers were. Your old room in your foster parents house back in Staten Island was covered with pictures and news about The Avengers. When you had been invited to their tower, you were simply amazed, but kind of nervous. Now, you were following a guy carrying your bags around those endless hallways, silently and paying attention to every single detail around you. It was a beautiful place, very technological. At the end of one of them, you could hear someone talking on the phone. A voice who you knew very much. The same voice who invited you over. Tony Stark talking on his phone, probably with some investor or something. When he saw you coming in, he hung up and smiled.

“Oh, Y/N, you’re here. Welcome to The Avengers Tower.”

“Thank you Mr. Stark, I’m glad you invited me over.”

“I guess you met Happy Hogan already.” He said pointing to the man carrying your bags. “He’s gonna help you with anything you need.”

“That’s nice.”

“And I’m very sorry to say, but you’re going to be sharing a room with one of our heroes. Don’t worry, he’s harmless and he has your age. Plus, you’re way more powerful than him.”

“Can I at least know which one?”

“The Spider One, I always forget his name. Anyway, he’s nice and will help you around. Happy will show you around, and you can have all day to adjust in. Your training starts tomorrow after breakfast, and breakfast ends up at 9 AM, so don’t be late.”

“I won’t. Thank you Mr. Stark.”

So you started to follow that Happy guy around, paying attention to what he was saying while showing you around. You saw many rooms around from many heroes you used to see on TV or the internet. You got excited to be one of them, or at least becoming one of them. Your room was the last one in the hall. Happy opened the door for you and everything was dark. Happy rolled his eyes and got your bags on the floor.

“Peter, it’s almost noon and you’re still sleep.”

“Just a couple of more minutes Mr. Happy, I had a late night trying to do that stuff Mr. Stark asked me to fix and I’m really tired.”

“Just get off bed, we have guests, remember? We talked about this yesterday.”

“Has she arrived yet?” He asked with his face buried on his pillow.

“She’s right next to me.”

The boy in bed got up in a heartbeat. He was wearing nothing but his sweatpants, he had small bags under his eyes and also had a face of the person who had just woken up and didn’t want to. You pitied him, he looked very tired. The boy smiled just a little bit to see you in front of him, and you smiled back. Happy got your bags over your bed and got to the window.

“Maybe put on some clothes, Pete.” He said and the boy got the first shirt he found on the floor. A gray shirt with the saying ‘Midtown School of Science And Technology’. Happy opened the blinds, letting the light come into the room, revealing more clearly every detail in there.

“Sorry. I’m Peter Parker, nice to meet you.” He stood his hands in the air, waiting for you to shake it, which you did.

“Nice to meet you too, I’m Y/N Y/L/N.” He smiled and you smiled back.

“So I’m going to leave you two alone, don’t do anything stupid. And since you missed lunch, you both can grab a sandwich in the kitchen, but don’t tell Tony cause he’s gonna be pissed if he finds out that you’re not eating your lunch properly Peter.”

“Fine. Thank you, Mr. Happy.”

“Yeah, thank you.”

“Be nice to her.” Happy got out of the room, closing the door behind him.

You sat on your bed. This half of the room was fully empty, the opposite of the other half of the room, that was Peter’s part. His table had so many thing over it that you couldn’t even identify what was being done there. So many objects, open books and devices you didn’t even know. His bed was completely messy, with at least two blankets over it, two pillows and his Spider Man suit over there. At the other side of the bed there were so many books pilled together, forming a huge wall of books, and one of them even had a mug over it. The walls were covered with projects, some photos and newspapers cuts. If looked like it had life in it, and your side was still not as good as it.

“Sorry about the mess, I didnt get any time to organize it yesterday. I had so many work to do and since I’m leaving for a bit next week, I need to get it done. Don’t mind the books, they used to be in a shelf located on what’s now your bed.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to take you space.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind.” He smiled at you and started to clean his desk. “So, you’re the girl with a lot of powers, right? Mr. Stark told me you have plenty of them.”

“Well, I think I have plenty, but they don’t make any sense combined, I guess. I can switch my shape, it’s called shapeshifting, as Mr. Stark said. Like, who do you want me to turn into?”

“Humm… I don’t know, myself.” You closed you eyes and concentrated on how Peter looked like, and when you opened them, Peter’s face looked hilarious.

“You look just like me.”

“I know, right?” You said changing back to what you really were.

“I loved that. What else?” You teleported to behind him, and he turned looking for you, and got scaried to see you facing him from behind. “Teleportation, good.”

“I also can get invisible if I want.” You said turning invisible, but them coming back to normal after that. “I can manipulate the four elements, specially fire. But I’m not going to show it to you, because in my opinion, it’s the most dangerous one. But the coolest one is this.” Your mouth remained still, but Peter could hear your voice.

“Telepathy.” He said and smiled. “I liked that.”

“I can also control minds, and get into other people’s dream if I want to, but it requires much of my energy and it’s definitely not nice and a bit confusing.”

“I like your powers. I was just bitten by a radioactive spider and got spidey things. Not as cool as yours.”

“Dude, you can crawl the walls of New York. That’s my dream.”

“Maybe I could take you someday.” He smiled and looked at your eyes. Was he flirting with you?

“Maybe, just tell me when.”

“Whenever you want to, babe.” Okay, he was definitely flirting with you. “So you’re from New York?”

“Kind of. I’m from Staten Island, but I lived in many other places around New York. Hell’s Kitchen, Brooklyn, Queens, Midtown and even the Upper East Side.”

“Wait. Queens? That’s where I live with my aunt.”

“Don’t you live here?”

“Oh no. I come to stay here sometimes, but I have an aunt, she’s kind of like my mom. She raised me. And I still have to go to school, and we’re not exactly anywhere near anything. So, I still have to be around the city sometimes. I stay here in summers, or just like right now, when Tony wants me training or on a mission.”

“So that’s what you meant by leaving next week.”

“Yes! But it’s just for a week. I have some final tests before my vacation, so I’ll stay here for two months probabily. Mr. Stark wants me to train you.”

“Training, sharing a room. I think we’re going to be stuck with each other for a very long time.”

“I really don’t mind.” He smiled and you smiled back.

“Yeah, me neither.”

Peter was really cool, and you just bounded instatly. He helped you unpack, organizing your things in the closet inside the room and decorating a bit of your side of the room. You told him that you were an orphan since you were eight. An accident caused by your fire powers burned your parents house down and you were the only survivor, as a curse just like you always thought. So you had to live in many foster homes and were always kicked out by being too weird for the family. They were scared of having you around their kids. It never lasted long, but the one that really lasted was the last one, but you were kicked out of the house just like happened other times. The parents were really abusive and they didn’t like when you arrived late. So Tony had his eye on you since he found out about your story, and since you were living on the Upper East Side with that really rich family, and used your powers to turn into a grown man to buy drinks at a liquor store. Last week, he finally contacted you, when he found out you were in the foster system again. As he said himself, you were now legally his child, and could live with him at that tower. Peter also told his story, of how he lost his parents, his uncle Ben, how he got bitten by that spider and told a little bit about his life back in New York. You had plenty of things in common, but he had a home and a family, you didn’t.

The next week was really good. Waking up early, having breakfast with some of the heroes like Wanda, Natasha and sometimes, Bruce. Tony, Happy and Peter were always there too. And afterwards, training, all day. You liked what you were doing, training and at night, studying with a tutor Tony hired to home school you. It was your last year of High School, so it wouldn’t be needed for much time. At night, you would just hang around with Peter, maybe watch some TV or something. But the week went by too fast, and he had to leave back to New York. You missed him, everything just seemed boring and quiet without him. You had to admit, you hated to see him gone. When Peter came back, you just spent every minute of your day together. It was a weekend, so you didn’t have any school or training, so that meant free day for both of you. It was only movies, snacks and a lot of talking. He told you about his tests, about his school and how his friends were kind of different with him, except for Ned, who he told that still the same old friend. You told him about your week too, and how Natasha came to train you and it was a heavier training, but the best one yet, and she was really sweet with you.

Many months passed, you got closer and closer to Peter. You both talked about your insecurities and demons. He was helping a lot with your very common nightmares of that horrible night. He would literally wake up in the middle of the night and come to lay in your bed and not getting to sleep until he knew that you were sleeping peacefully. And if you asked him not to go back to his bed, he would just stay there all night long. During trainings, he tried to impress you and flirting a lot in your point of view, but you get flirting and being nice mixed up sometimes, but you loved to flirt back. Sometimes he would just give you small blinks and cheek kisses around, but a forehead kiss and a hug were his thing to do with you every morning. Your heart always pounded when you were around him, specially when he was shirtless, that occured during trainings and at night before bed. You liked him, and you think he likes you too, but wasn’t very sure.

One day, he asked if you wanted to come to the city with him. He was graduating in three weeks and he was coming back to his New York home for two weeks and didn’t want to be away from you for so long. So he said you could stay at his apartment, and come to his graduation day. You didn’t even knew how he was still graduating in his school if he was also being homeschooled with you, but he said Mr. Stark and his director had an arrengement for him to only go to school in important dates like tests or other stuff, due to his internship outside town, but in condition to be homeschooled with all the content he had in school. So while he was away from the city, he wouls just keep doing whatever he needed to do.

“There’s also prom night. And I don’t have a date, so if you want to come with me.” He asked, kind of shy.

“I never went to one of those.”

“Really? But you weren’t homeschooled, right?” He seemed a bit surprised.

“No, but no one ever invited me to come to one of those proms, bowls, homecomings or school dances.”

“I can’t believe it. Okay, so I’m gonna make this one special. Pretend that I didn’t ask you anything.”

“There’s no need Pete.”

“I want to. But do you wanna come to New York with me?”

“Of course, you idiot.” He smiled and hugged you.

“So, we’re leaving by friday. Okay?”

“Okay.”

You had to find the perfect dress. So you asked Happy for help, but you both couldn’t find anything good enough online. You were almost going with that old black dress you had, but still, you wanted something special. But you weren’t even oficially asked yet. On Thursday, when it got dark, Peter took you to the rooftop to see the stars and eat some junk food he asked Happy to get him, getting totally out of your hero diet Tony specifically asked for you both to follow while training. But that didn’t matter for a while, and you had an awesome date, and at the end he got down on his knees, making you laugh very hard.

“Stop doing this, you’re making me nervous Y/N.”

“Sorry Pete, I can’t.” He held your hands and slightly laughed with you.

“Y/N Y/L/N, do you concede me the honor of taking you to prom?”

“Yes, Pete.” You said laughing and he got up laughing. “It’s getting late, and colder. Let’s go to bed.”

“Only if you agree to share your bed with me tonight.”

“No, good night Pete.”

“Come on, you’re gonna have to get used to it, cause I only have a bed in my room back in New York.”

“So let’s leave all the magic to New York.”

And so you got into the house again, back to your bedroom, where you changed into your pajamas and lied in your bed. Peter was kind of mad you didn’t let him share beds with you, so he slept only in his underwear to provoke you. You dry swallowed, and he noticed, and smiled, covering himself with the sheets.

“Don’t I get my good night kiss?”

“You don’t deserve it miss.” He said and you laughed a bit.

“You’re mean.”

“So are you.”

“Good night Pete.” You closed you eyes and after a few seconds, you felt his lips kiss your forehead, so you smiled.

“Good night my love.” Your heart pounded again, and you fell asleep smiling.

You both woke up early the next morning. Happy prepared the car to take both of you to the city, and you helped Peter prepare the breakfast for you three and Tony, who woke up early just to say goodbye and to tell he would be there for graduation day. It was a quick trip back to New York. Happy drove the car, Peter went on the front seat and you sat in the middle of the back seat. He kept his hand in the back seat holding yours for a long time, and that warmed you heart up. It didn’t took long and you were already in the streets of Queens, when Happy parked in front of a building, where a middle age woman was at the sidewalk, waiting. Peter got out of the car and hugged her for a very long time. Happy opened the door for you and you got out of the car. Peter pulled you by the hand, closer to the woman he was hugging.

“May, this is Y/N, that girl I told you about. And well, Y/N, this is aunt May. She’s basically my mom, but I call her aunt because of affective reasons.“

“It’s very nice to meet you, Y/N.”

“Thank you, it’s very nice to meet you too May.”

“Are you kids hungry? Cause I made some lunch.”

“May, you don’t have to pretend to know how to cook just to impress Y/N. She already knows you’re a terrible cooker.”

“Oh good, cause I ordered some homemade food from that old lady that lives down the street.” She made you laugh hard with that.

“It’s okay, I’m not that good as a chef either. Peter is the one who is always cooking stuff around.”

“Oh, my boy it’s just so good at everything.” She smutched his cheeks and he blushed.

“Stop it.” He said and it made you and May smile.

“So, are you going to have lunch with us Mr. Hogan?” May asked and they both crossed each others sights and thinks got kind of weird. It was clear that they had a crush on each other.

“I would appreciate it May, but Mr. Stark needs me back at the base as soon as possible. We have many things to do today.”

“At least get a sandwich. Go get it for him Peter.” He ran into the house and left you at the sidewalk with May. You both held you baggages and waited for Peter, who came back with a sandwich, a juice and an apple.

“Keep it healthy, Mr. Happy.” Peter blinked and Happy rolled his eyes.

“Thank you May. I’ll come with Mr. Stark for your graduation day.”

“Really?” Peter asked with his eyes shining.

“Of course. Everyone is coming, or you thought we would miss it?”

“I thought it was only going to be Mr. Stark.”

“So you better save some more seats for us. See you soon.” Happy got back into the car and drove off.

“Let’s go inside kids.”

Peter carried both of your bags and May lied a hand on your shoulder, guiding you into the building. The apartment was beautiful, much better than the one you used to live in when you were at some foster home in Queens. That one was really small and dirty. This one feels like a really nice place to stay and you liked it. Peter got the bags into his room and May showed you around. It wasn’t huge, but was really nice.

“I know it might not be big and luxurious as the place you live in but…”

“It’s perfect.” You interupted and May smiled.

“I’m glad you liked it.”

“LET’S EAT!” Peter cheared and went running out of his bedroom, right into the dinning room.

You all had a nice lunch. You told May a little bit about your life, and she told a little bit about hers and Peter’s, and after lunch, while eating some sweets, she showed some kid pictures of Peter, who was really embaressed and blushed. You remained there until it was already very dark. Peter got his Spider Man suit on and May rolled her eyes to him.

“You just got back, and you’re going to be out patroling?”

“I’m actually going to take Y/N for a ride around town, but I’ ll need you to put on your suit.” He said directing to you and you agreed.

Tony designed a suit for you a few months ago. It was black and yellow, and had boots, just as you liked it. And a small mask covered part of your face. You liked it very much, and it was very comfortable. Peter had his mask on and so he said goodbye to May and you both got out by the window.

“I’m gonna need you to hold very tight to me.” He said and so you did, holding him by his back, involving his waist by your leg. “Okay, don’t let me go.”

So he jumped, but before hitting the ground, he started to bounce around his webs. You screamed and started to shake. He laughed and got to the rooftop of some building.

“Are you scared?”

“I’m so fucking terrified.” You said looking down, and he laughed, making you come out of his back and holding you on his front, and being really close to your face.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, looking at your eyes. You were mesmerized.

“Yes.” You replied and he smiled.

“Good. Maybe this will make you feel better.” He started to bounce around again, and you were helding very tight onto him.

You were screaming at the beggining, but it got really good with time. You were having a lot of fun, and Peter’s funny comments were relaxing you a lot. He stopped at a rooftop in front of a mall and sat by the bord. You sat next to him, and he held your hand.

“I don’t have a dress.” You said looking down.

“What?” He asked, looking at you.

“I don’t have a dress for prom.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“Because I thought that wasn’t the kind of thing we usually talk about. And I want it to be a surprise. I want it to be perfect.”

“First, we talk about everything. Second, it will be perfect, you just need to be with me.” He held your hand tighter. “May can take you shopping tomorrow, and that way it will be a surprise to me, okay?”

“Okay.”

That night, he took you to eat dinner at a fast food store, but you ate at the rooftop of an old art gallery in Brooklyn, and watched the city that never sleeps still all awake, till it was very late and you both had to go home. May was already asleep when you got there and Peter got he bed prepared. It was a bunk bed, but the top bed was the only one unoccupied, since the other had your bags in it. You changed to your pajamas and Peter got his sweatpants on, and no shirt as always. He closed the door and the window for it not be too cold.

“I thought you said you only had one bed.”

“Yeah, I lied. But just because I never used the bottom bed. And because I wanted you to sleep with me.”

“You’re an idiot.” You got up to the top bed, but blocked Peter from getting in. “Nope, you’re going to sleep in the bottom.”

“Please, let me sleep with you.” He was pounting, and you smiled.

“Maybe if you put on some clothes, it will be nice.”

“You love my abs.” He said pointing to his naked body.

“No, I don’t.”

“I don’t care, I’m gonna sleep were I want to, however I want to.” He lied next to you and you got on your way to get to the bottom bed.

“Whatever, I’m not sleeping with you.” But before you could get out, he held you by your waist and pulled you to him, and trapped you into his arms and legs. He buried his face at the back of your neck and used a web to turn the lights off.

“Yes, you are.” He already had his eyes closed, but he made you more comfortable, holding you in a comfortable hug and covering you with the blanket.

“Where is my good night kiss?” You asked, turning to face him. His eyes opened and looked directly into your mouth, and he just kept starring for a couple of seconds, but he kissed your forehead.

“Good night baby.” He said and held you closer.

“Good night.”

The week went by very fast, and you did many things with him. You met his friends, he took you to patrol, but he also took you to many nice places. He even did the movie night with you and May, and it was a really nice date. May was being really sweet to you and even took you shopping for your dress, and paid it for you. She talked about Peter with so much love in her eyes, and you loved it. And so the day finally came, prom night. She helped both of you get ready, you in her room, Peter in his room. You knew very little about makeup, but May helped you with that. He waited at the living room until May announced you were ready, and so you came out of the room wearing a beautiful navy blue dress, sandals and a flawless makeup. Peter was mesmerized, and his eyes shined like they never did. His heart raced and he couldn’t help but show the biggest smile on his face.

“You look amazing.” He said, standing completely still.

“You look amazing too.” You replied and reached for his hand.

“I need to take pictures. Wait a minute.” May ran to get her phone and Peter just kept starring at you. He couldn’t get his eyes of you.

“You look like an angel.” He said still looking at your face.

“You’re making me blush.” You replied and hide your face on his neck.

“Don’t hide, love.” He said and you looked at his eyes and you both smiled.

May came with her phone, and took plenty of photos of you and with you. And so it was time, so she drove you to school, where it was full of students. You met with his friends, and you all just had a good time. You danced with them all, and Peter really sucked at dancing, but he was asking you for help all of the time. He was trying very hard to make you feel really comfortable around him, and it was working. You danced to every song playing that night. And so the slow dance came, and he held you very close. Hands on you waist, your face resting on his chest, your arms holding him in a soft hug, and his head resting at the top of yours. You stayed like that for a very long time, but before the song ended, your eyes met and couldn’t get off each other.

“This is the part where I kiss you.” He said keeping his voice low. You could feel his breath against your face.

“So what are you waiting for Pete?” He leaned and closed his eyes, and so your lips met for the first time. It was very slow and sweet, just like you always imagined it would be. Now you were doing what you both craved the most for many months, and you wanted to take advantage of every single second of it.

“Do you wanna go somewhere more private?” He asked and you agreed. He took you out and got to the rooftop of a build right across the street. You could see people walking around, but you didn’t really care about them, you just cared about the boy next to you. He sat down and pulled you to his lap, and started to kiss you again, making it more intense this time, and so you both stopped and smiled. “Hi gorgeous.”

“Hi.” You smiled and kissed him again. “Thank you for tonight.”

“I was supposed to be the one thanking you, my love.”

“My love?”

“If you don’t mind me calling you like that, of course.”

“I always loved when you called me like that.” You kissed him again and you both remained like that for a long time. “But do you really love me?”

“I was talking about that with May today. She asked if I liked you, and until last week I thought so. Since the very first day I liked you, but after that day, that first day here that I took you out, I realized I don’t like you. I love you, Y/N, and all of that because Mr. Stark had this huge idea to put us in the same room, doing a lot of things together. I love every single bit about you. Your smile, how you just be yourself all of the time…”

“I love you too, Pete.” You interrupted him and he smiled.

“And I love how you say my name.” He said before kissing you one more time.

After that night, you never spent a moment apart. That week was the best of your life, and graduation day came. Everyone was in town, and after meeting them all at the event, you sat next to Tony, by the end of the row. Your eyes met Peter’s and you both smiled to each other.

“What is up with you two?” Tony asked and you looked at him very quickily.

“Nothing, I was just smiling at my friend.” You replied, blushing a little bit.

“Cut the crap, Y/N. You’re blushing. I know you like him, and he clearly likes you.”

“You think so?” You asked and Tony laughed.

“Oh kid, he really likes you.” He said looking back to Peter.

The cerimony took a while, but you all went to celebrate with Peter afterwards. Everyone was there, Natasha, Wanda, Bruce, Rhodes, Pepper, May, Tony, Happy and you. And he had fun with everyone, but when he saw you one more time, he gave you a big hug and pulled you aside.

“I need to ask you something.” He said, putting his hat in your head.

“Anything.” You said and he smiled and gave you a small kiss on the lips.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked and you agreed with your head.

“Yeah, Peter, of course!” He kissed you again and flipped you around, smiling during the kiss.

“Kids, stop for the photo.” May said, and Peter stopped still kissing you, and you heard May taking the photo.” This one is way too cute.”

“I loved it.” You said looking at the picture, and looking at Peter after.

“I love you.”

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[crownedbyluke]

Long Road Ahead (Chapter One)

Estelle Finley has been friends with Ashton Irwin and Luke Hemmings for three years. When the boys bring her along on a jam-packed road trip to Cape Cod with the rest of the band, their adventures are just beginning. Through long hours driving, exploring cities, and hidden secrets, something more is bound to happen on this journey. How will this road trip change Estelle’s friendship with the friends she’s come to love so dearly?

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Masterlist.

Luke’s blue eyes and Ashton’s hazel eyes were staring at me. I was used to their weird looks, but there was something in them I hadn’t seen before.

“Whatever it is, you might as well tell me before your eyes burst out of your heads,” I said while walking over to my desk.

“What are you talking about?” Ashton asked, a hitch in his voice giving him away.

“You both are staring at me, which usually means you have to tell me something. So come on,” I said, looking through some of the papers that were out.

“I told you she’d know,” Luke said making me laugh.

“Ugh fine. Estelle, stop being in teacher mode” Ashton teased making me laugh more.

I raised my hands up in surrender before turning to face them. I met Luke’s eyes and a shiver ran through me. I should have been used to it, but no matter how many times it happened in the three years we’ve been friends, it still took me by surprise.

“We’re going on a road trip and you’re coming with us,” Ashton said taking my eyes off of Luke.

“What? No I’m not,” I said shaking my head.

“Yes you are. You’re coming with us, Mikey, Cal, and Crystal. Oh, and you should really start packing because we leave tomorrow at six in the morning,” Luke said, an unexpected confidence in his tone..

“What? No, you two are kidding,” I argued, not believing them for a second.

They loved playing pranks on me and if this was their latest one, I had every intention of making them regret it.

“We aren’t. Completely serious. No pranks and no jokes,” Ashton said, his eyes lit up.

“For how long?” I asked, turning back to look at my calendar.

As much as I wanted to agree and let them sweep me away, I had lesson plans to prepare.

“Well, it’ll take us fourteen days to get there and then we’ll be at our final destination for three weeks,” Ashton said, moving his fingers as if he was counting midair.

“Es, we’ll get you back in time to prep for school. I promise,” Luke reassured, his hands coming to rest on my shoulders.

There was a calm that came over me with his touch. It made it impossible to not give into them.

“And what am I supposed to pack?” I asked, tilting my head back to look at Luke.

The smile that lit up his face met those ocean eyes and I was sold on whatever we were doing.

“Lots of summer clothes, some swimsuits, but also a couple things that are warmer for nights,” Luke said quietly, his fingers squeezing my shoulders.

“Well if I know where we’re going, I could pack properly,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows at him.

“Nope. That’s a secret. Now, remember what Luke said, but put some nicer clothes in there too,” Ashton said, giving me his thousand watt smile.

I rolled my eyes at him before looking back up at Luke. There was something in his eyes that made me melt into his touch even more.

“Get to packing little dove. We’ll see you bright and early tomorrow,” he said, giving my shoulders another squeeze.

The blush came across my body from the pet name. It didn’t matter how many times he called me that, it still caused the same reaction. Ashton came over and gave me a quick hug. It felt like I was still in a trance when I heard them close my apartment door.

“Shit,” I mumbled before going to my hall closet door.

I pulled out my biggest suitcase and dragged it to my bedroom. The sound of my closet doors echoed against the walls. My wardrobe was still being transitioned to summer, but I had most of what I would need or at least, I hoped. My eyes wandered over the clothes before I pulled out my phone.

E: Crys, what the hell am I supposed to pack?

My fingers ghosted over my favorite white top, fond memories coming to mind. My phone buzzed in my pocket.

C: Plenty of shorts, tees and tanks, at least three swimsuits, some sundresses, some skirts, coverups, sneakers, sandals, and like one hoodie/sweater.

E: Oh my god. I’m guessing you won’t tell me where we’re going either?

C: Nope. Under strict instructions not to.

E: Damn it. Okay. I guess I’ll get packing then.

I sighed before tossing my phone onto my bed. I took the top I had been touching off the hanger and gently placed it on my shoulder.

“Only like forty more to go,” I said, my hands falling to my hips before getting started.

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The blaring sound of my alarm woke me from the peaceful slumber I was in. I hit the button and checked the time. The red numbers flashed five in the morning. I pushed myself from my bed and headed to the kitchen. My finger pushed the start button on my espresso machine after placing a mug underneath it. My feet carried me to the bathroom for the shower I desperately needed. After ten minutes, I stepped out and got dressed in my comfy clothes for the drive. I quickly put my hair into a fishtail braid and went back to the kitchen. I added milk and ice to finish my iced mocha. I glanced down to check my watch. 5:20 A.M. I went to the fridge and pulled out the vanilla greek yogurt. After chopping up a banana, I started eating as quickly as I could so I would be ready in time. I checked my watch again. 5:40 A.M. I cleaned my dishes and went to my front door. The suitcase and backpack that I packed last night already by the door. I pulled on my gold sandals and black wide brimmed hat. Just as I was clasping the last sandal, the buzzer sounded.

“Ready Es?” Ashton’s voice crackled over the speaker.

“Yep. Come on up,” I said, finger pressing to let him up.

The sun was starting to peek through the linen curtains. I cracked my door for Ash before walking over my balcony window. I snapped a quick picture, the calm of the view washing over me. There was a part of me that just wished I could stare at the sunrise for an infinite amount of time, before I was brought back to the world around me.

“Let’s go Es,” Ashton said from behind me.

I walked back over to him and grabbed my backpack.

“Still not telling me?” I asked while locking up.

“Nope,” he said, giving me a wink over the shoulder before heading down to the elevator.

We left my apartment building, a gray Range Rover idling by the curb when we walked out. Ashton hauled my suitcase into the back while I opened the door.

“Good morning little dove,” Luke said after I opened the door.

“Good morning giraffe,” I said, crawling in.

I found myself between the window and Luke with Calum on his other side. Ashton climbed into the single seat in the back.

“And we’re off!” Michael cheered from the driver’s seat.

Crystal cheered from the passenger seat to encourage him even though it was early. Her phone was hooked up to the aux, making her the DJ for the first portion of our trip.

“Mike and Crystal are driving until noon, then Cal and Ash will take over for three hours,” Luke said once we pulled away.

He was reading from a notebook that had different times written in it.

“Do I get to do any driving?” I asked, testing him.

His laugh rang in my ears before I saw his smile.

“Maybe later, but you don’t know where we’re going so you’re gonna have to wait,” he said, nudging my shoulder.

I groaned before looking out the window. California was passing by and it was hard to believe that I was really doing this with them. My ears caught the bassline of Move On by Mike Posner. My head bobbed along to the song before Calum and I looked at each other. We moved in sync with the bassline, both of us appreciating it for exactly what it was. I couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up when Calum tried dancing along. Luke looked at us like we were crazy before joining us in the groove. I caught Ashton filming us and gave him a wink. We laughed once the song was over.

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Time was flying by. Luke was driving and I had a sleeping Ashton on my shoulder, Crystal nodding off next to him. I still had no idea where we were headed, but now that it was dark, it was harder to tell anyways. No matter how hard I tried to get it out of everyone, they wouldn’t tell me. I knew we had been driving for awhile, but there was no indication for how much longer we were going to be. I caught Luke’s eye in the rearview mirror. It was simple, but it made everything I was feeling more complicated. I tried ignoring and figuring out how I felt about Luke so many times. Each time, I came up with no concrete answers. What it always came down to was that he was one of my best friends and to jeopardize that because of some feelings wasn’t something I would do. My thoughts faded away when I heard the guitar from I Was Made For Loving You by Tori Kelly and Ed Sheeran. My eyes met brown this time, a strange feeling of understanding between me and Calum flooded my senses.

“It’s Crystal’s turn,” Calum said, breaking the moment between us.

Luke nodded.

“Let me find a gas station,” he said, eyes searching the signs to find one.

I adjusted a little so Ashton’s head wasn’t digging into my shoulder.

“Well, Estelle is my co-pilot because you lot keep hogging the passenger seat,” Crystal said, making me laugh.

“Ash,” I whispered, gently squeezing his shoulder.

“Essie?” he asked, eyes still closed.

“I have to get up,” I said, threading my fingers through his hair.

“But you make such a good pillow,” he almost whined.

“I know. You can use my pillow if you want,” I offered, smiling down at him.

There was a fondness I felt for Ash in that moment. He looked so young and stress free when he was asleep. I ran my fingers through his hair one more time. Luke pulled into the gas station parking lot.

“Coffee Es?” Crystal asked while opening the door.

“You know it,” I said, getting out of my seat.

I put my pillow in Ashton’s lap and pressed a quick kiss to his temple. Crystal and I were the only ones that went inside.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom quick,” I said, heading to the back of the store.

I passed a rack of postcards making me stop instantly. Colorado landscapes and greetings from Colorado were everywhere. I went to the bathroom quick and picked one out. I grabbed a few snacks before heading back to the car. I put the postcard on the dash.

“We’re in Colorado,” I said getting Luke and Crystal’s attention.

“Shit. Okay, yeah,” Luke said, sighing a little now that his surprise was ruined.

“Luke, just tell her,” Crystal said, adjusting the seat a bit.

“Okay okay. Currently, we’re heading to St. Louis,” he said, a hint of relief in his tone.

“And I’m guessing that isn’t our final destination,” I said, taking a sip of the coffee Crystal got me.

“Nope. We’re in St. Louis for two days and then we’re off to Myrtle Beach for three days,” he said trailing off.

It was one of the many things Luke did when he wanted to keep things a surprise that drove me insane.

“Keep going,” I encouraged.

“Then in New York for four days,” he continued, the same trailing off happening.

“And then?” I asked, fully aware that there was more.

“We’re gonna be in Cape Cod for three weeks,” he said.

The excitement rushed through me causing me to turn around to look at Luke.

“You mean my number one place to visit?” I asked, thinking that I was dreaming.

“Yeah,” he said, a smirk on his face.

“Oh my god, Luke, this better not be a prank,” I said, my words coming out fast while I stared at him.

“Not a prank. I promise,” he said, holding out his pinkie.

I linked mine with his, the touch heating my skin. I turned back around, a giant grin on my face.

“DJ, please hit me with some jams,” Crystal joked, aux cord in hand.

“Well of course,” I responded, taking it from her and plugging my phone in.

It took me a moment before I found a song that fit the mood I was in. King Of the Clouds by Panic! At the Disco played through the speakers. I let the song wash over me, the words and vocals taking me away.

“I wanted to tell you when you texted yesterday, but Luke and Ash really wanted it to be a surprise,” Crystal said, bringing me back to reality.

“I’m glad it was a surprise though. It makes it that much better,” I said, unable to stop smiling.

“Look at them,” she whispered, turning the music down.

I looked in the rearview to see all of the boys asleep. Ashton had my pillow pressed against the window in the single seat while Luke, Calum, and Michael were lying on each other, their heads crooked into each other in different ways.

“They’ve gotta be used to sleeping in cars by now,” I said, looking over at her.

“You would think, but I know Mikey still struggles with falling asleep in cars. He always needs adjustment when he comes back,” she said, pushing her hair back.

“So does Luke. He usually stays at mine or makes me stay at his when he gets back because he hates being alone after tours,” I said, a small smile coming across my face.

“You sure that’s not because Luke has a thing for you?” she asked, taking me by surprise.

“What? Luke doesn’t have a thing for me,” I dismissed, waving my hand at her.

My heart had picked up when she said it, but I had to push it away.

“Estelle, you’re joking right? I’ve known that boy for awhile now. I’ve seen him go through love and heartbreak. I know when he’s into someone,” she said, her eyes glancing over at me.

“Crystal, I’m telling you, he isn’t into me. We’re best friends and that’s it. That’s all we are now and all we’re ever going to be,” I said, a hint of frustration in my voice.

I had already convinced myself of this. As much as I wanted to believe Crystal, I couldn’t. That road lead to far more hope and rejection than I was able to handle.

“But the way he looks at you-”

“He looks at me like he’s always looked at me. Besides, if he did, the feelings wouldn’t be mutual,” I lied.

The words felt like they were burning my tongue as I said them. I turned to look out the window, my head full of daydreams that the smallest part of me wished would come true.

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“Okay Ash, overnight shift,” Calum said after pulling into a gas station.

Calum’s voice woke me up, causing me to move my head off of Luke’s shoulder.

“Who’s my co-pilot?” he asked while getting out of the car.

“I’ll do it Ash,” I said, tying my hair into a loose bun.

“Essie, you were asleep,” he argued, staring at me.

“I’m awake now. Give me a coffee and I’ll be good,” I said getting out of the car.

“Fine. Let’s go get some snack too. It’s you and me for six hours so we should stock up,” he said, leading me into the gas station.

“I’ll get snacks. You get refreshments,” I said before we high fived and split up.

I grabbed chips, granola bars, some candy, and a couple sandwiches. Ash and I met at the counter, his arms full of drinks. He grabbed plenty of flavored water for me and soda for himself.

“I’m grabbing two coffees quick,” he said to the cashier.

He ran back and gave the short brunette the thousand watt smile. She blushed under his gaze. We took the bags from her and went back to the car.

“You are ridiculous,” I said while we settled in the car.

“I don’t know what you mean,” he laughed.

“Oh please. You flirt with everything that has a pulse,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Excuse you, but that’s Luke. I didn’t mean to flirt with her, but she was cute,” Ashton said, laughing again before pulling away from the gas station.

“You’re right, Luke does do that a lot,” I said, picking up my phone.

“Is that some jealousy I’m hearing?” he teased.

“No,” I said, hitting play on Nintendo Game by Alessia Cara.

“I’m kidding Essie,” he said.

“Yeah I know. Why did you guys pick Cape Cod?” I asked, taking the subject off me and Luke.

I opened a bag of cheddar sour cream chips and took a sip of the coffee Ashton got me. The bittersweetness ran over my tongue, just the way I liked it. Ashton always made sure the coffee he got me tasted just right.

“Well, I was personally tired of the same California beaches every summer and Cal wanted some place that was warm, but still pretty chill. Luke pitched Cape Cod and we all agreed,” he said with a shrug.

He made it sound so simple and easy, like it was just a walk in the park for them. Then again, the boys were always like this and it was always an adjustment at first, but I had found myself getting used to it.

“Who’s idea was it to bring me?” I asked, quickly eating a chip so he wouldn’t sense the nerves I had about the situation.

“Luke’s. He remembered how badly you wanted to go,” Ashton said like it was obvious.

“Yeah. It’s been my number one since high school,” I said quietly.

“I don’t get why you never went,” he said, taking a swig of his cream soda.

“My parents never wanted to and then during college, I just never got the chance or there wasn’t time. Now, yeah my career allows for vacation, but I didn’t think anyone would want to go,” I said shrugging it off.

“Well now you got us,” Ashton said giving me a smile.

“Yeah I do,” I said returning the smile.

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“Ash, your shift is over. You two need some sleep,” Luke called from the back.

Ashton got off at the next exit. Despite my best efforts, I was exhausted. I climbed into the middle seat while Luke and Crystal took over. Ashton climbed in next to me.

“Get some sleep Essie,” he whispered before pressing a kiss to my temple.

I adjusted slightly until my head was on Ashton’s shoulder. A nudging woke me up a few hours later. I slowly sat up, my eyes adjusting to the new light.

“Welcome to St. Louis little dove,” Luke said, our eyes meeting in the rearview yet again.

I looked out the window immediately. A gasp escaped my mouth as I took in the view. There was water shining in the sun and the big arch took over the sky. Brick buildings and greenery were everywhere. It was absolutely breathtaking and one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. Luke parked in front of a brick building with two arches framing the doors.

“We’re here,” he said, eyes gleaming as he looked at the building.

“This is where we’re staying?” I asked while following everyone else’s lead at getting out.

“Yeah,” Ashton said handing me my suitcase.

We walked into the condo, the white walls taking me by surprise.

“Luke and I will take the double beds,” Ashton said.

I stopped in front of a single room with a gorgeous view of the city. I could see the water from the window and there was something about the way the arch was reflecting on it that made me smile.

“Estelle’s got this one!” Luke called after following Ashton.

I slowly walked into it, my breath gone again.

“Well, I guess this is real now,” I whispered, my fingers ghosting over the soft bed sheets.

It had felt like a dream until this moment, but everything about it still felt like I needed to be pinched. If it was all a dream, I never wanted to wake up.

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Arplis - News: The BEST Baby Hacks Every New Mom Needs

As a new mom, I can remember feeling like I didnt know much about being a mom. Who really does? Nothing truly nothing can prepare you for what life will be like as a parent. I would have given almost anything in exchange for some helpful baby hacks from experienced moms.

There are so many things that you dont think about before you have kids like how to prevent tripping over your toddlers toys in the middle of the night when they have a nightmare.

Or how to keep your baby boy from peeing on you when you change his diaper. I promise that never crossed my mind before having kids!

Like many parents, once my first baby was born, I found myself wondering how can I make life easier with my newborn? Over time, I learned more as a parent and grew in my confidence learning a few newborn hacks for parenting along the way helped too!

A hack is when you discover something that makes your life significantly easier. Discovering brilliant baby hacks is life-saving for new moms. Its that moment of going from how do I do this? to Ive got this.

I am so excited to share some of these sanity-saving baby hacks with you because it will make your life so much easier.

Here we go!

Baby Hacks to Save Space

Babies come with more stuff than you think they will. Help find space to store everything with these hacks.

1. Save Space in the Diaper Bag

Are you interested in saving space in your diaper bag (who am I kidding every mom is!)? Give this hack a try! You can see from the picture that everything is rolled up into a sock. This is a super easy hack to keep extra outfits in the diaper bag.

2. Dresser Space Saver

Baby clothes seriously take up a ton of room in those drawers. I know youre probably thinking that Im crazy because the clothes are so itty bitty, but trust me, youll need it because there are SO MANY of them (if you dont want to do basket loads of laundry every day).

I have learned that when you roll up the baby clothes, it saves a ton of room. Look at the before and after pictures. Its astonishing how much room you can save! Give this a try, I bet you have lots more room in your dresser than you did before.

Best Cleaning & Organization Baby Hacks

Babies get messy for lots of reasons. These hacks will save your sanity by staying organized and helping to make the cleanup a little faster.

3. Always Have Plastic Bags in Your Diaper Bag

That first time you change a diaper blow-out in your car or at a moms group, youll be grateful for these plastic bags.

4. Use a Mesh Bag For Laundry

I learned this one the hard way. Babies go through piles and piles of socks. But they are so tiny that they can literally get sucked into the insides of the washing machine only to clog it up (in which case youre shelling out $ for a repairman to take apart your machine and pull out those socks for you).

This mesh laundry bag baby hack keeps all the socks contained in one easy-to-find place.

5. Clean Pacifier Tip

Oh, those pacifiers! They are lifesavers, and at the same time nearly impossible to keep clean. If you are lucky enough to have a pacifier that came in a carry case, use it!

If you dont have one of those gems, make your own carrying case. You could use a reusable silicone bag (like a ziplock) or even a sauce container with a lid from a restaurant.

6. Have Multiple Diaper Changing Stations

Newborns get 10-12 diaper changes a day. Do you really want to go upstairs to the babys room every time you need to change a diaper?

If you live in a home with multiple stories, keep a small bin with diaper changing supplies in it (a changing pad, diapers, wipes, etc) on each floor so you dont need to go up and down the stairs every time.

7. Keep Bibs Handy

Use a command hook on the back of the high chair to store your bibs and have them handy anytime you need them.

8. Use a Pool Noodle

Think of this one as a having-your-back newborn hack. Use a pool noodle when youre carrying the babys car seat to make life easier.

Carrying a baby in a car seat can get heavy quickly. Having a pool noddle helps take off some of the pressure from your hand or arm so you can carry it for longer with more comfort.

Newborn Hacks For Sleep

Sleep so precious and in such short supply. Help your newborn sleep with these hacks.

9. Sleep For Babies Who Want To Be Held

At some point, every parent will have that one child that doesnt like to be left alone. I certainly had one.

This weighted glove is pure genius. I think its smart, safe, and a great way to save your sanity. This baby hack will help you get a little rest, or at least get something done while your baby is sleeping.

10. Under the Bed Light

I cannot tell you how many times Ive tripped in the dark trying to find something in the room or get to her. This under-the-bed-light is such a clever baby hack. I wish I would have thought about that when I had my first baby!

You could do this in any of your childrens rooms. It will give them a little nightlight and you will be able to see if you really need to go in there.

11. White Noise Machine Baby Hack

At first, your baby will sleep unpredictably (but a lot during the day). There will be times when you finally get them asleep only to have the doorbell ring or a door close loudly something that startles your baby awake. This is torture for moms!

I highly recommend using a white noise machine, a fan, or a humidifier (or anything else that makes a consistent noise like a hum) to help drown out those unwanted sounds that might startle your baby awake. We used a fan (and still do).

These baby hacks will help to save your sanity when your children are small. Give some of these a try, and let me know if they worked for you.

Id also love to hear about baby hacks that you have used in your own home. Please share them in the comments.

More From One Crazy House:

Clever Baby Closet Organization Ideas

15 Baby Tips You Wish Your Mom Friends Had Told You

15 Totally Genius Ways to Organize Baby Clothes

How to Organize a Baby Room

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50 Completely Random Questions People Rarely Ask Tag:

1. What’s your favorite candle scent? Red Apple Wreath - Yankee Candle. It's perfectly Autumnal and always goes on half price sale after Christmas. I have far too many versions of it

2. What female celebrity do you wish you were related to? Probably Maya Rudolph because she's a shameless weirdo like me

3. What male celebrity do you wish was your brother? Probably Peter Kay. I feel like he would be easy to open up to. And he would make awkward family events so much more bearable

4. What’s your favorite thing about marriage? (And if you’re not married, what’s your favorite thing about being single?) Security. Safety. I didn't expect it to feel any different because we had been living together for a while but something about the actual marriage made me feel protected and comfortable. Also because its a same-sex marriage it's a lot nicer to say my wife than my fiancée, because i would wonder if they assume my fiancée is male

5. What’s one thing you own that you should probably get rid of, but just can’t? Books that I'm not going to re-read but have memories linked to buying/receiving/reading them.

6. Can you do a split? not a chance

7. How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? Seven. i learnt at the end of my road because it's a dead end. and i got a green bike for my birthday with a seat for my teddy

8. How many oceans have you swam in? just the Atlantic ocean 🌊

9. How many countries have you been to? 6. France, Spain, Germany, USA (Florida), Wales, Scotland.

10. Is anyone in your family in the army? No, my Grandad was, and some of my Great Uncles but no one during my lifetime

11. What was your favorite TV show when you were a child? Superted, Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, The Story of Tracy Beaker, Dick n Dom in da Bungalow, Jungle Run

12. What did you dress up as on Halloween when you were eight? A classy binbag witch

13. Have you read any of the Harry Potter, Hunger Games or Twilight series? I got into the Harry Potter books in 1998 and am still in love with the series. I went to the midnight release for the last book. I watched all of the films in the opening week and vividly remember that the cinema i saw the first film at in 2001 had a Harry Potter themed sweet shop. I have jewellery, clothing, books, dvds, wands, other collectibles. I read the books with my mum when i was younger and watched all of the films in the cinema with her. she had her own HP merch. My wife also loves Harry Potter. We have been to see Cursed Child twice and have been to the Studio Tour 3 (or 4?) times. We had a Harry Potter themed wedding which was absolutely perfect. Hunger Games was something i avoided reading until the first film was coming out, and then absolutely loved the first 2 books (3rd one got too political for me) and the films are still some of my favourites for costume and set design. I read the twilight books after my best friend recommended them to me. We all actually read them as part of our sisterhood club. I went to blackpool to watch the first film in the cinema with my best friend. I watched the last one at midnight with my wife and one of the girls from the sisterhood who is one of the biggest twilight fans i know still. she has behind the scenes books and dvds and has re read the books that much that the spines are just gone. my mum was also a big twilight fan and would watch them any time they were on tv. i watched a few at the cinema with her, always her choice. she hadnt seen hunger games at the time of them being released but we did watch them all with her a few years ago

14. Would you rather have an American accent or a British accent? i film YouTube videos and always think my accent would be more interesting if it was American

15. Have you ever taken karate lessons? no, my 2 brothers and sister did when i was 5 or 6. i didnt like being touched so never did it

16. Do you know who Kermit the frog is? yup

17. What’s the first amusement park you’ve been to? im going to guess Gullivers world Warrington because its the closest one to where i live

18. What language, besides your native language, would you like to be fluent in? French because I love disneyland paris. or japanese because i would love to visit tokyo but its way out of my comfort zone

19. Do you spell the color as grey or gray? grey. e for england, a for america

20. Do you know triplets? yes, 2 girls and a boy but i only met the girls

21. Do you prefer Titanic or The Notebook? Titanic. my mum was a massive fan. She watched it 3 times in the cinema when it first came out. we watched it with her when it was released in imax on an anniversary. she had behind the scenes books, a few versions of the vhs and dvds, playing cards. her love for it made me love it

22. Have you ever had Indian food? no im a very fussy eater and have never tried indian or Chinese

23. What’s the name of your favorite restaurant? Of all time? Tough choice but im going with pizza hut. Cheesy bites base with double mushroom. Never craved something more

24. Have you ever been to Olive Garden? they dont have it in England so no but i would probably like it

25. What would your parents have named you if you were the opposite gender? i have no idea, maybe jason after my dad?

26. If you have a nickname, what is it? rach, chicken, chickadee

27. Who’s your favorite person in the world? i want to say scruff but shes technically not a person. kirsty is my best friend and i would pick her every time

28. Would you rather live in a rural area or in the suburbs? where i live is in between. drive one way and its city, the other way is farms. so living in one ot those farmhouses not far from city life would be the dream. i would have chickens, sheep and cats.

29. Can you whistle? yep but my cats hate the noise

30. Do you sleep with a nightlight? i can see the hallway light from where our bed is so i dont generally need a nightlight but we do have cute ones. i have 3 HP ones on my bedside table

31. Do you eat breakfast every morning? yea as long as i have time

32. How many times have you been to the hospital? ive only ever been to a&e. once for palpitations, a few times for mental health and once for an x ray on my hand. ive been to walk in centres for urine/kidney infections and for fractured fingers. oh i did go to hospital to see a neurologist to be diagnosed with essential tremor

33. Have you ever seen Finding Nemo? yes i love it. my brother and sister both bought me the dvd for christmas the year it came out so i had 2 copies for a while. i also had the game for pc and ps2. and i had a game on my phone and ipad where you could build up the seabed and gain fish. the film is just so nice and calming to watch. the scenery, the sound effects, the movements are all just gently flowing. and somehow you get attached to these characters and root for them whether youre a fan of tropical fish or not.

34. Where do you buy your jeans? primark, next, sainsburys, asda

35. What’s the last compliment you got? kirsty said my eyelashes look like im wearing mascara when im not

36. Do you usually remember your dreams in the morning? yea and they're weird as fuck. the latest one was about the bath being clogged with poo

37. Favorite beverage that isn’t water? Tea ☕

38. How many pairs of shoes do you currently own? a disgusting amount. maybe 20. maybe more

39. How old were you when you found out that Santa wasn’t real? about 8 which I think wasnt too young or too old. my brother told me which I was glad about because i was prone to being bullied at school and would have hated to be told by nasty kids

40. What is one food that you used to hate but now you love? cheesy garlic bread WTF

41. What is a weird lie you’ve told? i told kirsty once that i had pood the bed and asked her to help me clean it.

42. Heels or flats? flats always. specifically trainers. i think dresses look so much cuter with trainers. same with suits

43. Do you have any weird phobias? no just common ones. moths, spiders, flying insects, beetles, heights, being completely isolated, finding a dead person

44. What is a phrase or word you always say? i cant actually think of a current phrase i say but i do get stuck on phrases

45. What is a song that you bast or belt out when you are alone? part of your world, let it go, bridge over troubled water, over the rainbow. any that i try to actually hit the notes on

46. What is one of your biggest pet peeves? nails. nails tapping, and the sound of cutting or biting nails. or people that stop in the middle of an aisle or walkway when you're trying to get past

47. Do you sleep with your closet door open or closed? they dont even have doors on yet so open

48. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? bear. the noise of bees terrifies me. i had a flying ant in my hair on flying ant day but i didnt know. i heard it buzz and cried

49. Do you have any weird things you do? i cant have 2 cream biscuits together (custard cream and jam n cream). i sometimes say hi to my teddies so they know i havent forgot about them. i buy hatchimals when theyre on sale even though i havent previously collected them cos im an impulsive pos. (honestly collecting animal jam figures and my little ponies were the best though)

50. What movie could you watch over and over again and still love? any of the harry potter films, titanic, sisterhood of the travelling pants, Princess diaries 1 and 2, enchanted, princess and the frog, raise your voice, catch me if you can, chalet girl, the shining, slumdog millionaire

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Shhh..Top Secret: How my clients sold their home in ONE week.

Oscar and Veronica had found their perfect forever home in Newtown. This meant that they needed to sell their condo FAST. They had done a few changes here and there, but their home was not market ready for this to happen. Changes had to be done, so together we came up with a plan.

They had made a few upgrades to their two bedroom condo in Danbury. Crown molding, woodwork throughout, flooring, and paint. It was already beautiful! But with small kids, a dog, and too much of everything (clothing, shoes, toys, etc etc etc) this young couple had a lot to do, but I helped them all along the way.. LITERALLY!

With a few tips to prepare their home to present it in the best light using their own furniture and accessories, and most importantly their commitment to keep it up; their home sold in ONE WEEK!

So how they did it? I am sharing with you My Top Tips that will help you get your home ready and position it on top of the competition for a quick sale and for the highest price.

1.FRONT PORCH

A beautiful front porch is CRUCIAL for a fast sale, as it not only welcomes visitors, but it is one of the first things they will see, so decorate it with a warm, inviting style that makes it easy for the buyers to imagine themselves living there.

Even if you have a tiny stoop, make it say “Welcome Home” with a clean doormat, potted plants; and if you have room, one or two pieces of porch furniture. 

Make sure to keep your porch lights on in the evenings; potential homebuyers tend to drive by to see how the property looks like at night. Illuminating the front walkway with lights is a very nice extra touch. There are many inexpensive options including solar lighting that you can purchase at your local Home Depot and Walmart.

2. A CLEAN HOME

Get your home sparkling clean. From shinning floors and gleaming windows to clean counters and scrubbed grout, every surface should sparkle!

This is the easiest way to help your home put its best foot forward. This step is KEY! 

Here is a picture of how Veronica and Oscar’s condo looked like after we did some staging and declutteing. 

3. DECLUTTER

If you are serious about selling your home, all clutter MUST GO!

It will not be easy, but it is well worth the trouble.You need to show potential buyers a spacious and organized home, so purge anything unnecessary or unsightly.

Decluttering is probably one of the hardest aspects of staging for sellers. It’s hard to put away all the “stuff” that you’re so used to seeing on a daily basis.  But remember,  buyers don’t want to see all your school schedules, soccer cleats, homework,etc everything must be put away!

Pack up your countertop appliances.  Countertop appliances eat up counter space. Not a good thing especially if you have limited counter space.  The last thing you need is a counter full of toasters, blenders, microwaves, baskets full of papers, etc.  If you don’t have a built-in microwave, put it away.  They just advertise that you don’t have a built-in microwave.

The plan with Veronica and Oscar was to go room by room and packing what they were going to bring to their new home, and throw away or donate the rest. Veronica hired a cleaning crew to help, and had someone she trusted (ME) overseeing that she won’t keep unnesesary items. This was crucial in this process. Don’t be shy on asking for help from friends and/or family.

Look at how Veronica and Oscar’s kitchen looked like after we decluttered and freed the counter space. It was very hard for them to keep it up because they had young children, but they did it and their home sold extremely fast!

6. STYLE YOUR DINNING ROOM TABLE

The dinning room is often a blind spot in decorating the home. A bare dinning room table can look uninviting, so styling it up with visitors in mind, can increase the appeal. 

An oversize arrangement can look stiff and formal, so try lining up one or a series of smaller vessels down the center of the table instead.

Veronica and Oscar’s dinning room had already beautiful features with woodwork, crown molding and walls painted in a natural and inviting color. We decluttered and staged this area. Just a few changes went a long way!

7. RE ARRANGE YOUR FURNITURE

In the living room, symetrical arrangements usually work well. Pull your furniture off the walls, and use pairs (sofas, chairs, lamps) to create an inviting conversation area.

8. CLOSETS

Just know that visitors will peek inside your closets, so show off their full advantage by getting rid of excess items. They will appear larger and spacious.

We left only 20-30% of open space in each closet to give the impression of spaciousness. 

9. TOYS

If you have children, a big challenge is to keep toys organized.  When people are house hunting, they are imagining a fresh start. Show them that in this house, it is possible to have a beautifully organized kid’s room, and they will fall in love! 

Veronica made sure to pack 99% of the toys that were left from the original purging. Remember, you are moving anyways.. so pack pack pack! When selling your home... LESS is MORE!

10. PETS

If you have pets, get all rugs steam cleaned and be extra vigilant about vacuuming and washing surfaces. Also make sure to keep any pet toys hidden when tours are scheduled. Food, toys, beds.. all must be put away during showings.

Also, make sure to bring your pet with you while scheduled showings; it will let buyers appreciate your home with ease.

11. CREATE A LIFESTYLE

Create a lifestyle people are looking for. Even if you have a small balcony, play it up with cheerful table and chairs; a little tray of dishes or a vase of flowers make a big difference. Potencial buyers will envision themselves living the lifestyle.

12. CURB APPEAL

Curb appeal, like the front porch is extremely important. Make sure your home is ready to lure potential buyers with these tips:

Power wash siding and walkways

Hang easy to read house numbers

Plant blooming flowers and fresh greenery

Mow lawn, and add fresh mulch.

Wash windows

Repaint or stain porch floor.

Preparing your home for sale is CRUCIAL  to show off its true potential, highlight your home’s strenghts and downplay its weaknesses. Homebuyers will fall in love as they imagine themselves living in it.

My efforts to market your home begin before it is even listed for sale. I make sure your home is in perfect condition for when it hits the market. As part of my professional services, I provide you with staging consultation using your own furniture; We can also work together with my professional stagers, or I can provide you with virtual staging if you are working on a budget.

Excellence is about service, not a price point.

~ Veronica and Oscar accepted an offer on their condo after ONE WEEK of it being in the market. They worked very hard decluttering and getting rid of many things that they didnt need. They kept up with the organization and cleanliness and it paid off.

 They are now living with their two girls and their dog in their beautiful home in Newtown where they are surrounded by soccer cleats, swimming gear, barbeques, friends, family and love!

Monica Cuevas, Realtor

William Pitt Sotheby’s International Realty

203.451.3906

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