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crazylittlejester · 21 days

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so for the fic/writing requests

idk man just the chain going to wars hyrule for the first time and finding out he’s homeless and living in a tree house of his old village where he talks to animals and names plants and living as a happy Aro ace trans guy (baseicslky just my headcanons lol)

I think I’ve said this before but I seriously love your headcanons for him, and I had to fight really hard to keep this one a mini fic because I love this soooo much and could’ve written so much more for it (I might go back at some point and write an actual fic about this at some point). Anyways, trans Link real

Here you go!! (720 words):

“I think we should all fit,” Warriors mumbled to himself as he led them down a path further into the woods. When the good captain had said he was taking them to see his house, Twilight had expected the man to lead them into the heart of the city, not the middle of a forest.

“I really had you down as a city boy,” Sky said as they walked along. “I didn’t think you’d buy a house out here.”

Warriors just laughed. “I didn’t ‘buy’ a house. I built it.”

Well that raised several questions, and the captain answered them all vaguely. What they were able to get out of him was that he had no property that he legally owned and instead ran off to live alone in a small tree house near the village he was raised in. Twilight had certainly never expected that from Warriors, he was so talkative and loud it was hard to him imagine living in solitude.

“You never shut up, I have a hard time believing you live alone with no one to talk to,” Legend huffed, kicking a stick in his way.

“I have Eileen, I’m not alone.”

“You have a girlfriend??” Four sputtered with wide eyes.

Warriors turned around and rolled his eyes at the smith. “No, she’s my jade plant. I named her Eileen. I’m… I don’t have a girlfriend? Why is that the first thing your mind went to???”

“You… You named your plant-“ Legend stared at him.

“Yes?” The captain raised an eyebrow. “It’s not that weird dude. I have several named plants I’ll have you know.”

Twilight didn’t feel he was in a position to judge. He lived on his own but he was close enough to the other villagers that he could easily get his fill of social interaction whenever he needed it. Warriors was so deep in the woods that coming across other hylians probably wasn’t a common occurrence, so if the man named his plants, who was Twilight to make fun of him for it.

They’d reached the tree house and had begun climbing up when a small little bird swooped down, landing on the captain’s head. He honestly expected Warriors to scream or make a huge fuss of how the little animal had ruined his hair, but he just grinned instead, reaching up to carefully pat the small bird on the head.

“Another friend of yours?” Time pointed to the little guy.

“Yeah,” the captain shrugged, “she comes and goes. Her name is Pebbles.”

Twilight was obsessed with Pebbles. The bird stayed on Warriors head the entire time the man climbed up to his own front door and let all the others inside, and even came inn the house. She seemed very happy with her perch, and Twilight was starting to think she’d missed the captain.

“Make yourselves at home!” Warriors grinned, hands on his hips. “Just don’t break my stuff.”

The captain didn’t have many decorations in his home, just a few statement pieces that Twilight definitely took a few minutes to look at. The first thing that caught his eye was a shelf full of a bunch of empty glass bottles with hand written labels on them in Warrior’s elegant writing that said, ‘Man Juice’. The captain saw him looking at it and his eyes went wide in fear, but he immediately relaxed when Twilight burst out laughing.

“That’s hilarious,” he wheezed, holding his stomach as he laughed. “‘Man Juice’?? Sweet Ordona! I jus’ throw my bottles away when I’m done with em!”

“I like to think I’m something of a comedic genius,” Warriors wiggled his eyebrows at him with a flashy grin, Pebbles still sitting happily on his head.

The rest of Warriors wall decor wasn’t nearly as funny as the empty testosterone potions, he had a couple of drawings clearly made by a child pinned to the wall that Time had a rather odd reaction to (the old man had teared up and given Warriors a look Twilight couldn’t decipher), and on another wall were a bunch of plants on shelves or hanging from the ceiling.

It certainly hadn’t been what any of them were expecting, but Warriors’s home was a nice cozy place, and Twilight was grateful his brother had allowed them to stay there for the night.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu wars #lu twilight #lu sky #lu four #lu legend #lu time #jes talks #jes ask #jes fic

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cassthecringe · 3 years

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OKAY IVE ACTUALLY PLAYED TWO SESSIONS SINCE MY LAST POST SO IM GONNA COMBINE THEM HERE SORRY FOR THE LENGTH BUT,,IVE COME SO FAR I DONT WANNA STOP NOW

this is gonna be very messy cause i WILL be jumping back and forth as things come back to mind so uhh pls enjoy this absolute ramble <3

anyway. i continued playing omori and boy do i have some Thoughts

so first session; i went through the pyre(something i forgot the full name sob) forest/sprout mole village/sweetheart’s castle in one go and let me TELL YOU. DOING THAT WAS FUCKING INSANE I WENT NUTS holy shit.

so anyway.

pyre forest!!!! the lil race against the big spider coming after u for disturbing the smaller spiders mechanic was very fun i had a lot of fun figuring out the best routes to take. i know normally mechanics like that lead to ppl getting frustrated cause u have to keep retrying but i had a lot of fun!!!! sum annoyance but good natured type, th kind that just makes u try harder u know? i just enjoyed it JKFN;FN; candles in the foggy forest....now That is an aesthetic

the rare bear scared the fuckin shit out of me i remember it didn’t attack me straight away so i was like “aw (:” but then when i press x on him it takes me to a BATTLE SCREEN AND SUDDEN THAT MF IS TERRIFYING I WAS LIKE WHWHWHWHWKJDNJ. very funny i honestly wished i recorded my reaction

also omori is afraid of drowning...................................i am breathing heavily. i think whatever happened to mari is related to at least one of the things omori is scared of. so either heights, spiders, or drowning it seems. spiders doesnt seem super likely as a contributor to her death, and while falling from a height is more realistic, such a senseless way of dying doesnt seem to rlly fit ? with the vibe i get from the kiddos in the real world. which makes me think maybe drowning/otherwise suffocating is how she died...but we’ll see. also due to the forgotten library part, we know omori explicitly feared spiders/drowning before mari died so it’s also probable im jus talking out my ass here but still,,,,thoughts

also this motherfucker?

literally fucking terrifying. IT’S BODY IS MADE OF SUCC’D SPROUT MOLES...i still have no idea what exactly it was doing to them but jesus h christ!!!! evil and fucked up. do not feel bad for curbstomping it

sprout mole village!!!! very cute, im v excited to send that one dude his brother’s care package. i like how, when theyre not lost, sprout moles can be real endearing lil guys,,,theyre not my fav lil enemies but (:

also for some reason omori is the first game ive played where i really care about getting achievements ? so i literally did the back and forth on my save file just to get all the season sprout mole achievements JKDJFJ;. i ended up sticking w spring tho before moving on for real cause spring is my fav season irl (:

also i felt SO BAD for cutting down that one sprout mole’s chistmas tree he was just trying to celebrate but i wanted to see that present and coincidentally becoming a christmas ruiner was an achievement so all’s fair in love and war i suppose

ALSO. th fuckin plant monster thing under the scientist sprout mole’s room. major little shop of horror vibes from the design, absolutely adored it!!!!! originally i did just cut the wire holding the piano over it, ending it in one go, but i was very curious abt it so i reloaded a save file to actually fight it and

i know it only spread that gas to make the kiddos happy cause being happy reduces attack i think ? it decreases attack/defense but seeing the kiddos smile so much was nice (:

however

omori...sunny....son boy.........u good ?

and now. sweetheart

the way the sprout moles completely adore and depend on sweetheart gives me such awful evil vibes and combined with such a luxurious background was fucking incredible

sweetheart herself, speaking of. bitch (sorta affectionately, certainly not derogatory)

i talked to every sprout mole in the audience before taking my seat and i literally dont know why. even when i picked up the pattern of where the unique dialogue could be found (usually the sprout moles farthest right) i still talked to all of them......just in case ? i have no idea. i dont know why i did that. i feel it’s important that i note it tho

LMAO SO WHEN SPROUT MOLE MIKE DID THE MINUTE OF SILENCE FOR YE OLD SPROUT MOLE

I LITERALLY FELT SO FUCKING BAD LMAO I WAS LIKE OH MY GOD NO!!!!!! I DID THAT!!! I KILLED HIM!!! OH MY GOD!!! I WONDER HOW AWKWARD OMORI KEL HERO AND AUBREY FELT IN THE AUDIENCE HOLY SHIT THEY HAD FRONT ROW SEATS TO SPROUT MOLE MIKE’S MOURNING!!! MY GOD FJKFN;;

also sprout mole mike describing 3′7″ inches as ”towering” was the FUNNIEST shit i have ever seen. also i have to wonder, since sweetheart made up the whole show of sweetheart’s quest for hearts in the first place, if she was seriously down to marry a sprout mole if one suited her fancy. jus v funny to me honestly. SPEAKING of sweetheart’s dating patterns I NOTICED THOSE FEM SKELETONS IN THE DUNGEON!!!!! BI SWEETHEART!!!! SHE’S JUST AS DOWN FOR GIRLS AS SHE IS BOYS

i know TECHNICALLY not everyone is in the dungeon for failing to be a good enough suitor but STILL...COME ON. THIS WAS BEFORE WE KNEW THAT. SWEETHEART BI I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL

anyway

when the lights when out and lightning struck the third contestant, i knew Immediately something was gonna go down. and when the mustache sprout mole was like “oh yes!! u!! in the striped pjs!! u absolute beast ur perfect!!!” i KNEW hero had just been selected as the replacement i was goign completely fucking nuts i was like OH MY GODNFNG; HIS HEART IS ALREADY TAKEN BY MARI!!!!!!! STOP

i ended up taking so many screenshots during this part cause i was going feral so here take a glance just cause i love, uh, hero

OUR HERO IN SHINING ARMOR DJLBH;KFJB

also GOD FUCKING DAMMIT IM SHORTER THAN HERO

hero shaking on the stage when he was introduced...oh my HEART....IM SO FOND FOR THIS BOY WTF!!!!! DKJDN;N

this is not really NEWS to me since it’s implied hero is tall but like come ON..... sorry just every time i find out a character is explicitly taller than me i need to huff about it, moving on,

HERO FUCKS

sorry i just have so many screenshorts during this aprt cause i was going fucking crazy but

literally terrifying! sweetheart bathes in that shit!! christ!

is blood good for ur skin? i imagine, so long as like...gore isnt in it and it’s solely blood it cant be BAD necessarily......but good ? regardless very fucked up. besides the fact that well, uh, BLOOD, blood is also sticky as hell. ur telling me sweetheart willinglhy bathed in that shit? disgusting. at least thin it out

anyway I HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THE PUZZLES AT SWEETHEART’S CASTLE....FROM THE DUNGEONS TO THE KITCHENS TO THE BALLROOM TO THE LIBRARY TO THE GARDENS JUST EVERYTHING!!!! IT WAS SO FUN I ENJOYED FIGURING IT OUT SO MUCH IT WAS LITERALLY DELIGHTFUL...I LOVE THIS GAME SO MUCH THE GAMEPLAY IS SO FUCKING EPIC I LITERALLY HAVE SO MUJCH FUN.......OH MY GOD I JUST. INCREIDBLE!!!! FUCK

also the lil sir maximus bit.........i honestly felt really awful over having to kill them ): i think i even tried running once but it wouldnt let me...it hurt man ): they were just a family....

um but anyway,

i think it was rlly sweet how aubrey protested to the wedding cause she was worried abt sweetheart,,,like i cant rlly explain it idk how to put it into words,,like sweetheart is clearly not mentally well and having an episode, and aubrey being the only one to say “hey what ur doing is self-destructive and isolating” just mmmh. she cares a lot,,,and *i* care aubrey

also sweetheart’s battle theme fucking SLAPPED...SO GODDAMN HARD IM STILL QUAKING OVER IT....FUCKING BANGER YO!!!!!! INCREDIBLE

ah but alas

BASIL........I NOTICED THAT IT WAS HIS GHOST/SHADOW DURING THE EXIT FROM OTHERWORLD AS WELL BUT JUST FUCK

im so worried about basil ):

and it being so obvious that none of the others can see...........them asking omori if he’s okay.....oh my god. i go nuts

and then...the forgotten library part

i literally cried, again, oh my fucking god

these kids loved each other so much they ADORED the time they spent with each other and im QUAKING to know WHAT HAPPENED TO MARI......HOW DID THE FALLOUT GO. I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW

i know there are multiple endings to this game and on god i am not QUITTING until i get the happiest ending there is for these kids im literally a goddamn fuckign mess oh my god

MARI SHWOING UP IN THE LIBRARY AT ONE POINT AND LEADING OMORI...........IM LTIERALLY GOIGN INSANE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HE LOVED HIS SISTER SO MUCH HE’S SO CLEARLY LOST WITHOUT HER I CANT FUCKING DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW

GOD

okay sorry i just. ive said ti before but the grief in this game is so real and palpable and it aches, it aches so bad. also the white egret orchids in the library...i see u

but regardless.... session two real world electric boogaloo

LOVE that kel is like “so i need to run errands but u wanna come with me right? of course u do!” like fuck i rlly do. kel is just so delightful i would literally do anything to spend time with him

ALSO i noticed u can just refuse to open the door both times kel’s knocked now and it makes me wonder....if u could choose to ignore kel ? and then venture out urself or just ? i wonder what would even happen if u chose to not open the door. im CERTAINLY not doing it myself at the very least not this playthrough but i am curious...i bet that’s how u get a bad ending, by not talking w kel

but anyway....

aubrey and her gang not saying anything in the pizza parlor........i jus think abt that is all

ALSO!! pet rocks!!!!!!!!! LOVE this lil thing it’s so cute. jus rock paper scissors it babey

speaking of lil bits, love all the mini quests in the real world...it’s just rlly fun and builds up this cute lil town........it also makes me think that whatever happened to mari cant have been anything except an accident, bc no one comments on what a tragedy it was to omori. like if it was murder, there’s no way such a horrific situation wouldnt engulf the town for a bit and sweep over it for weeks at least, but that just doesnt seem to have happened. this is def me reading too into it tho;; point is neighbors nice (: also i got the seashell necklace and i go apeshit

ALSO......THE FUCKING...........CHURCH. I VISITED WITH KEL ON A COMPLETE WHIM CAUSE I WAS CURIOUS IF THE PASTOR WOULD TALK MORE ABT AUBREY BUT NO. INSTEAD HE TALKS ABT THE WEIRD VIBE FORM THE GRAVEYARD HE’S GETTING!!! AND THE DUDE WHO CHILLS IN THE GRAVEYARD SAYS SHIT ABT THE SPIRITS GETTING READY FOR SOMEONE TO JOIN THEM!!!! BITCH WAHT THE FUCK

THERE’S NOF UCKING WAY THIS ISNT ABOUT BASIL. THERE IS NO!!! WAY!!!! I SWEAR ON GOD IF BASIL DIES I WILL LOSE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ESP CAUSE THERE IS LITERALLY NO OTHER WAY HE COULD DIE EXCEPT SUICIDE THAT’S WHAT IT HAS BEEN IMPLYING OVER AND OVER I GO NUTS I GO APESHIT NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK

OKAY SORRY I JUST. HHHHHHHHHHH

baby has acquired baby

kel’s family is rlly cute,,,,v heartwarming. i trust them

i do worry abt like...the stark difference between recognizing kel’s accomplishments and hero’s...i just idk. i just keep thinking abt that bit in kel’s story abt hero’s depression when his parents focused on hero and ignored him, and i just. kel’s family is good People but i worry if kel has a good support system...i jus........): i am watching

ahh THE BASIL MISSING PART MADE MY HEART LITERALLY FUCKING DROP..I WAS SO FUCKING PANICKED I WAS LIKE OH MY GOD THIS IS IT BASIL IS DEAD

THANKFULLY HE WASNT BUT HOLY GOD HOW THAT WHOLE SITUATION PANNED OUT MADE ME GO NUTS!!!!!!! BASIL...AUBREY...HER GANG.......FUCK OH M YOGD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

THANK G O D I SNOOPED AROUND KEL’S HOUSE BEFORE LEAVING I WOULD HAVE H A T E D TO FIGHT THEM ALL AT ONCE IM GLAD I WAS ABLE TO JUST PEPPER SPRAY THEM JESUS CHRIST

oh my god kim like asking for aubrey all concerned before deciding to trust her and leaving.....kim i diagnose u with lesbain

the whole fucking. basil almost drowning scene. i seriously feel like ive changed like as a person over it. i am thinking . i am thinking. i am only evee thinking about mari and how omori just loved her so much and how the thought of her gave him strength. th pic of her ghost holding omori’s hand in the water made me cry

MMMM BUT. HERO!!!

I DIE I DIE I DIE HE’S SO PRETTY FUCK ALSO HIM PICKING UP BASIL WOOOOOOOO THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT YEAHHHHHHHH

god i feel so bad about leaving aubrey tho. shes so clearly not okay and she so clearly did not mean to push basil in and oh my GOD I JUST...PLEASE....PLEASE CAN WE JUST TLAK TO HER I NEED TO TLAK TO HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I NEED TO FUCK

the ghosts of omori and aubrey on the swings made me cry out like i had been physically assaulted

AHH BUT THEN TAKING BASIL HOME AND WHILE HE’S IN HIS BED HE JUST SAYS “oh sunny...there’s not way out of this...is there?” I LITERALLY GO BUCKWILD APESHIT INSANE STUPDI!!!!!! BASIL YOURE PUTTING UP A LOT OF ALARMING FLAGS HERE!!! PLEASE DO NOT FUCKING DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK. CHRIST. HELL. SHIT. THIS GAME IS DRIVING ME FUCKING CRAZY

GOD

oh my god but the day ending with hero and kel sleeping over at omori’s house...im kdnd im jkdim im not uhm okay THEY BUILT A BLANKET FORT PLEASE..I LOVE THEM

goddd hero going into the piano room....playing sum........and then asking omori abt the song he and mari used to play on violin...and then THE TITLE SCREEN MUSIC STARTS PLAYING....HI. HI HELLO HI YOU CANT FUCKIGN DO THAT HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YOUFBJFGJNGN;EJNE; IM GOIGN NUTS

also the name omori comes from the piano.............interesting...i wonder why sunny likes being called omori in the dreamscape...

god but omori not having a srs hallucination cause he’s w his friends and he feels safe...im gonna sob

However. i did glance into the bathroom mirror. AND INSTEAD OF THE EYE MF IT’S A DISTORTED AS HELL GHOST MARI???IM SO FUCKIGN SCARED. IM SO SCARED. WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE FUCK? CREEPY AS HELL!!!

ohh my god this GAME

so finally i ended up in whitespace again. do NOT like that omori is completely alone in the world!!! what the FUCK!!!!!!!! I AM SO SCARED AT ALL TIMES. im literally about to go play sum more tho after dinner so i will see what happens. god i jsut......this game is so fucking good it has me by the balls dude. SO glad i decided to play it bruh

anyway thanks for reading all of this if u did, it’s an absolute monster ik and ur a real one

#cass cries #omori #omori spoilers #more like cass goes CRAZY this is so long #also id dint proof read this sorry </3

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mister-lady · 3 years

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soooo, now that you've seen the markiplier stuff... thoughts on the characters???

Fndmgmmfkd oh I lov the characters- most characters can be fit into tropes (which isnt bad!!) But I almost feel like these are more complex in a sense? Like they have more personality and feel mor human-ish even tho they're supposed to just be egos an it's very pog. I wish there was mor content of them gkfmfk.

Uhm,, I'll start with Damien, and tbh in the beginning I didn't realize Damien and Dark were the same character- sfkskgk. I noticed it when scrolling through the comments (I tend to do that while watching videos) and it makes sense ckfkdk. Like u said Damien is a soft boi, he just has this gentle and caring kinda vibe but I like how he almost seems like a different guy when he gets all glitchy and stuff. Though to Damien's downfall, I can't take him seriously when he does get all glitchy because I just think about him laying on the table and idk why I find that so funny but I do- sjfkskfkfkkd. Also, no offence cause I know you like him a lot, but he's an absolute dweeb like why do you sit on the sink to do stuff in the mirror. Like imagine you jus pass by the bathroom and Mr.NeatandProper is sitting on the sink like a cat sjdjfjgkbkf.

Wilford has a drug addiction to his gun, he seems to enjoy every opportunity he gets to pull it out like it's a medal jdmggmek. But at the same time I like how he's more than "oh I'm coocoo blam blam gun." Like I was genuinely surprised and a little emotional when he was acting as the Kernal and showed so much care for the viewer not being dead. I mean sure he was also happy he didn't kill everybody and was hoping it was a joke but those first few seconds was jus *sips tea*. Also the Wilford Motherloving Warfstache episode was great dkgkrk. Not gonna question why he can teleport or decide to leave when being tied down when he likes but that's fine dkgkrk. I'm also weak for the stupid suspenders he has mgkdk. He has this chaotic outgoing kinda vibe and reminds me of Remus almost in a sense but doesn't make as many dirty jokes, however he is a bastard but in a loving kinda bastard-ish way.

Yancy caught me off guard but in a good way! When the viewer like first meets him I honestly thought I was going to get my but kicked and I was glad I didn't dkfkd. Also his musical bit was fabulous. I get emotional easily an I already told you but the ending bit where he doesn't come with you pulls at my heart I swear. Yancy is great and I see why you like him a lot kfkdksk. I just like his overall person in general and how he gets attached to the viewer so fast but how he jus feels the need to stay in jail to pay for what he did is aaaa??? But he also calls it a home and has a bunch of friends in there an I know he probably did soemthing to a certain degree but he has a bit of wholesomeness to him.

Illinois is just..old an idiot fkgmrmd. Very cocky and his ego is probably through the roof. Like sir please stop walking backwards into the traps why and how are you still alive. But he also as this bit of personality to him that isnt just his idiot ego but I am concerned that he's lost several partners and why he thinks several people fall in lov with him, whether they do or dont I cant say sjkfkdg. Also I like his stupid outfit I know he's supposed to be bootleg Indiana Jones but his outfit gives me too many cowboy au vibes and I've never watched Indiana Jones but I feel like he's better than Indiand Jones anyways gmdkkg. I'm a little surprised he's been to several paradises and completed differnet dungeons because normally characters that have high egos have low braincell count but maybe that's just me

#sorry i uh.. think i got a little too deep into this? djgmdkgk #i like my character analysis olay? /nm/lh #mvfkekgkdkf #but yeyee!! ty!#i know u asked cause u were curious about my opinion but this was still fun tp answer!!! vmgkfk #if i missed one let me kmow tho!!!#those are the main ones i remmeebr tho #smh markiplier has too many soft egos fjjgmskgkgri #i like the characters! if that couldnt be noticed fmfmdmfk #🎵reem!!!!🎵

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mashafootball · 5 years

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Emotional Drunk (Julian Brandt Imagine)

A/N: This one was “requested” by an anon (I really like the prompt of you & ju never really talking about marriage and kids but one day you come home drunk and talk about having his babies lol idk)

I changed it a bit (Julian coming home drunk instead of Y/N), but if you “insist” on your request, you can message me again and I can write another one or a part 2 or something like that.

Enjoy! Short Julian Brandt FLUFF

You let out a frustrated groan as you skipped through the Instagram-story of your boyfriend’s brother while brushing your teeth. “You can’t be serious...”, you mumbled to yourself as you saw a short sequence of Julian dancing around the club, completely out of his mind. Even though you expected Julian to let a little loose while he could enjoy some off-time, you didn’t even dare to think about drunk, silly Julian dancing around a club looking like a maniac. Due to the fact that you have been together with this maniac for more than three years already you knew that he probably had about three beers, maybe four. Because believe it or not Julian Brandt, tall, handsome, fit – couldn’t handle alcohol, at all! You still remember that one time where he had two glasses of champagne on New Year’s Eve and half an hour later you were tugging him into his bed, kissing his forehead and wishing him a good night. Being able to watch Julian being drunk (or at least a little drunk) was quite something and somehow you always enjoyed observing him as soon as he started to act ‘a little funny’ (as he usually liked to call his behavior the following day), but not being there with him made you feel a little uneasy.

“Watch out for him and stop posting stories, Jan.”, you texted Jannis after hopping into bed, taking the book you are currently reading with you. “Ok mum.” You scrunched up your nose at his reply, shaking your head slightly. “Do you need me to pick you up later?” After sending the last text you started reading your book, diving into the storyline, forgetting about your phone completely. As you felt your eyes getting heavier and heavier by the minute you put the book back on its place on your nightstand, grabbing your phone and turning off the bedside lamp. “We wi take as taxsi.”, you read Jannis reply, not really knowing if you should laugh or cry. Every single event that involved Jannis usually ended pretty bad, most of the time really funny, but still also bad. That boy truly is a party animal and while Julian is more the relaxed, ‘I enjoying staying at home’ type of guy, he often let Jannis force him to attend parties he normally would never even think about. “Ok. Stay safe! And please take care of Ju!” Despite you knowing that Jannis was probably already too drunk to even take care of himself, you really hoped that he would watch out for crazy, drunk Julian.

You tossed and turned for a while in the big bed, hating the feeling of falling asleep alone but after some time tiredness took over and you finally fell asleep.

All of a sudden there was a muffled sound coming from your flat’s hallway, awakening you immediately. For a few moments you didn’t really know what to do, your breathing was way to heavy and you could feel your heart hammer against your chest. Still confused from having slept almost a minute prior you took a look at Julian’s side of the bed, preparing yourself for waking him so he could protect you from whatever just entered the flat. “Oh.” You had to stop yourself from chuckling as you got out of bed, your feet shuffling on the cold floor as you walked out of the bedroom.

“Y/N!”, Julian exclaimed happily as soon as he saw you, stumbling towards you ready to embrace you in a hug. “Julian.”, you said with a disgusted look on your face “You stink.” You could see the smile leaving his face as soon as you said it, making you regret what you had just told him. How could you forget that he always gets extra vulnerable and emotional after a few drinks? “What’s that – what do you mean?”, he shook his head, giving you a confused look. “Nothing, Schatz. Come on, let’s get you into the shower.”, you said instead offering him your hand while your other one stroked his neck. “No.”, he furrowed his eyebrows, puckering his lips as he looked at you, “What do you mean?” You could see the confusion written all over his face, almost making you laugh, but you reminded yourself that laughing would probably make him cry right now. “You smell of alcohol Ju, that’s what I meant. Now come on!”, you tried pulling him with you, but he just wouldn’t move. Rather than giving him, he pulled himself away from your grip, slowly tumbling towards your sofa. “Julian...”, you tried again, walking over to the couch, standing next to him. “Aren’t you tired? Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

“Y/N you don’t take me seriously.”, he sighed laying back on the couch and closing his eyes. “Of course, I do Julian.”, you tried to reason him, only making him sigh again. “No, you don’t.”, he gave you a stern look, almost making you feel bad. You tried to suppress your grin as you took a seat next to him, reaching over to smooth his hair back. Even though you could feel your boyfriend relaxing into your touch, his stern look just didn’t stop. “Tell me one..one one thing, Y/N.”, he slurred while raising a finger at you.

“Yes, Julian?”, you let out a yawn, realizing just now how late (or rather early) it already was. “Y/N.”, he whined as he saw that you took a look at the clock behind him. “Yes, Julian!” You shot him a smile, continuously stroking up and down his back, “What is it?”, you tried encouraging him to say whatever he wanted to say but it seemed like he was struggling with finding the right words.

“Y/N Y/L/N” You raised your eyebrows at him as he said your full name, “If I asked you right n- right now, here on this sofa. Yes?”, you nodded your head, not really understanding what his point was. “Would you..”, he reached out to scratch his neck, something he usually only does when he’s quite nervous, “If I asked you here on this beige sofa Y/N would you marry me?”, he looked at you hopefully, his right hand still gripping his neck. You weren’t really sure what you were supposed to say, because you couldn’t really tell how he would react to whatever you could say. “Julian.”, you giggled, placing your arm around his wide shoulders, “you are so drunk, Liebling.”, while you continued you smiling, Julian didn’t look happy at all, his eyes glistening dangerously. “What?”, he muttered at the loss of his words, “No?”, his sad puppy eyes falling on your face. You let out a shaky breath, once again not really sure if you shouldn’t laugh or cry. “We could talk about that another time, yeah? I think you would actually plan your proposal a little different.” But Julian didn’t seem very happy with your answer. “Can’t you accept me the way I am?”, the look he had in his eyes almost breaking your heart. Thankfully, he was just drunk, otherwise you would have died on the spot because his puppy eyes were just too much to handle. “What are you talking about? Of course, I accept you the way you are. Julian it’s late and we should both head off to bed now, so come on, I will help you with everything.”, you promised, but he still didn’t start moving.

“You know, Y/N. Y/N I always think about having babies with you. But I guess that will not work.”, he swallowed, “now because in ‘your opinion’”, he put ‘your opinion’ in quotation marks with his hands, “I stink.”

You were well aware of the fact that Julian was completely drunk. Way too drunk to be taken seriously, but still, his words made your heart flutter a bit, because even though you two had been together for quite a while, you never really talked about marriage and kids before. As you looked at him, looking more tired than ever and also very unhappy and nervous, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him all over again. The sad look in his eyes as you ‘denied’ his ‘proposal’ made butterflies erupt in your stomach. “Julian.”, you said softly, taking his big shaking hand in yours, “I love you very much and one day I will force you to marry me.”, you said while seeing the lopsided smile appear in his face, “and after that I will force you to get me pregnant, because I can’t even wait to have little kids running around that look at you. But we will talk about that tomorrow, come on now!”, this time he cooperated a little more, letting you pull his figure up from the couch. As you tried to pull him after you into the bathroom, he held you back, pulling your figure into his body, the smell of alcohol stinging in your nose.

“I feel very nauseous right now, but I can’t wait.”

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sumptuoushstyles-blog · 6 years

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Y/N goes on a double date, Harry also goes on a double date.

or, Y/N agrees to go on a double date to stop her friends whining, when she realizes that her friends boyfriend is her ex-boyfriend.

Pairings: Harry Styles x Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: little smutty, little angsty as per usual, also some accidental cheating

A/N: there will be a part 2! when?? idk! also, I would like to thank you all for almost getting me to 300 notes on my last story?? you guys are amazing!! lot’s of love, and thanks for reading :’)

Today was a normal day for you, extremely normal that you don’t know how you found yourself in this extremely awkward situation.

You slept at your boyfriend’s house the night prior, so you woke up in his arms, which was really nice. Then, you needed to go home to shower and change so you could get to your class, so you did. Which somehow, you wish you didn’t because then you wouldn’t have been asked to go on this double date with one of your only friends that you made from your psych class.

You didn’t know much about her love life, just that they have been dating for a couple months now, and that she was really happy. She and her lovely boyfriend want another couple to hang out with, which they don’t have.

“Y/N please!” She continued to whisper whine to you, you paying attention to the lecture and taking down notes. “We can go wherever you and Joshua want to go, but can you please just do this for me?” She tries pleading with you.

You look at her and she’s already looking at you, giving you her ‘puppy dog eyes’ and pouty lips.

You groan lightly, pinching the bridge of your nose with your fingers. “Fine,” you begin to tell her, “but we’re going to that sushi restaurant that’s downtown. It’s not too dressy, but you could still dress nice. We’ll meet you there at 6.” You tell her, she begins to cheer, then quickly closes her mouth when the professor stops talking and looks at you both. You look at her and do the ‘zip my lip and tossing the key,’ and then she proceeds.

On your way home from class, you call Joshua and tell him the plans for tonight.

“Sushi? I could go for some sushi! Y/F/N has some good taste!” He exclaims. You roll your eyes and grin, “See, now that would be your lovely girlfriend who picked that out! You’re very welcome, lovie.” You laugh at him, butterflies in your stomach as you hear him chuckle through the phone.

“Well babe, I have to get back to work now. I’ll see you tonight, okay?” He tells you, you begin to smile from how happy you were with him.

“Bye! Have fun.” You say before you hang up.

You guys have been dating for almost 5 months, and you were so happy with him. You guys were friends beforehand, and he helped you get through your last breakup with the man-who- shall-not-be-named. Joshua didn’t know who you were hurting from, but he helped you nevertheless.

6 o’clock comes quickly, and before you know it, you’re sitting in the restaurant waiting for your friend and her boyfriend. You’re wearing a simple navy blue t-shirt dress with your white converse. Your hair curled lightly, and you have minimum makeup on, but you have on a nice red lipstick, your favorite. You would’ve put more makeup on, but you were simply too lazy and in a rush since you took a nap and didn’t wake up until 5.

“So do we know anything about this guy?” Joshua whispers to you. You shook your head with a frown on your face.

“All I know is that she’s very happy, and they’ve been dating for a few months or so. That’s all my knowledge on him.” You tell him. As you take a sip of water, the restaurant doors open, and you see your friend, with him trailing behind her.

You’re swallowing soon turns into choking when you realize that he’s the one that makes her so happy. Joshua is patting your back to relieve some of the coughing, and that’s when Harry looks at you, eyes wide.

“Y/N! Joshua! This is Harry, he’s the one I’ve been seeing for a little bit now.” Your friend excitedly tells you both. You have an awkward smile on your face as you stay seated, calming down from your coughing fit, and Joshua stands up to shake his hand. You cringe internally at the fact that Joshua has no idea who that person is.

“‘Ello, it’s nice t’meet yeh both.” Harry says, you could hear the awkwardness in his voice, but you know he’s going to pass it off as being ‘nervous’.

He clears his voice before he begins speaking again, “Sorry, I’m a little nervous. Y/F/N has been goin’ on and on about yeh both, especially Y/N. Wanna make a good first impression.” He eyes you, chuckling slightly then smirking at you.

You want to pat yourself on the back for still knowing his antics, but then you realize that you should have forgotten about all of them. You guys ended things awhile ago. You haven’t talked to him in so long that you almost forgot what his voice sounds like.

Harry will always have a special place in your heart, you guys dated for quite awhile but him leaving all the time did a number on you. You couldn’t handle it anymore, therefore ending your relationship. Although it was you who wanted to end things, it still hurt breaking up with someone you were so passionately in love with.

Y/F/N and Harry sit down, and strangely enough, Harry decides to sit right across from you, so you avoid his every glance and stare. A few minutes later, a waitress comes by to take your order, and everyone orders something different.

Throughout the dinner, you’ve been nothing but quiet. Of course you were saying some stuff here and there, but you didn’t want to spark a full conversation with Harry, knowing it will bring up old times. Joshua still doesn’t know who Harry is or what he means to you, but he seems to love him. Laughing at all his jokes, listening to what he has to say, trying to find as many bonds as he could.

Y/F/N keeps giving you worried glances, noticing that you’re not your usual bubbly self. She wonders if you just didn’t have a good day, or if you didn’t like your dinner. Not once thinking that it was because her boyfriend was your ex-boyfriend.

Joshua and Y/F/N are now having their own conversation, talking about this new show that just aired. You’re in and out of listening, and when you go to take another glance at Harry, you see he’s already looking at you.

“Guys I’m just going to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.” You mutter to them, kissing Joshua’s cheek as you’re getting up, which causes him to stop his conversation.

He waits until you’re out of hearing range to talk again.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with her. She seemed okay when we left and then all of a sudden, she’s not, and she’s being really quiet.” He explains to them, small frown etched on his face.

“Maybe I should go talk to her.” Your friend says, getting ready to stand up, put she feels Harry’s hand on her thigh, and she looks up at him with a questioning glance.

“If she’s usually okay ‘round you guys, it’s probably me. Maybe I should just go check on’er, show her I’m a nice fella.” He tells them, quickly getting up with a small grin on his face. Y/F/N smiles at him brightly, nodding her head, happy that she picked out such a gentlemen.

He walks to the women’s restroom, first knocking and then peeks his head in. “Y/N, are yeh okay? Is there anybody else in there with yeh?” He asks, you roll your eyes at him as you dry your hands.

“No, no one else is in here Harry. I’m coming out now.” You tell him, but as you’re throwing out your paper towel, you hear the door close and then a ’click’, like the door has been locked. You go to turn around when you bump into a familiar chest.

You step away so you can get a good look at him, actually staring at him, not like the quick glances you were giving him all night.

You already noticed his hair was a bit longer than the last time you saw him, not as short as when he had to cut it for his role in ‘Dunkirk’. You are also appreciating his outfit. He’s in suit pants, not his usual skinny jeans, with a nice dress shirt and some boots.

“Bein’ quiet because of me now?” He asks you, an amused grin on his face. You scoff at him and cross your arms across your chest, ignoring his question, and asking him instead.

“How did you not know it was me she was talking about? How many Y/N’s do you know?” You state, an almost bitter tone used. He chuckles at you, still keeping that amused grin on his face.

“How many Harry’s do yeh know love, hm? I think we’re quite even.” He tells you, walking closer to you. You step back again, trying to keep your distance, not wanting to know what will happen if he gets too close.

“She never told me your name,” You begin to explain to him, “think she was trying to keep you a secret. Not wanting to brag or anything.” You tell him.

He has a glint in his eyes that you know too well. He takes another step closer to you, and when you take another step back, you meet the wall. You internally groan to yourself because you know he has you cornered.

He puts his hand on the wall besides your head, his other hand rested in his front pocket. You have your head down, not wanting to meet his eyes, knowing you’ll do something you’ll regret if you do.

He takes his hand out of his pocket to push your chin up, “Look a’me.” He tells you. You do, and within a second his lips were on yours, you not hesitating to kiss him back, missing the feeling of his lips. His hand quickly leaves your jaw to put on your left hip, pushing yourself onto him.

“Missed yeh, pet. Missed yeh so much, ‘m an idiot for jus’ letting yeh leave.” He mutters onto your lips, still kissing you. The hand that was on the wall is now trailing up your thigh, getting dangerously close to your wet panties. You guess being close wasn’t good enough, as you now feel his fingers grazing over your clit.

He pulls away, grinning. “Still got this effect on ya, hm love? ‘M still able to get your cunt drippin’ for my cock?” He questions, you moaning at his words and the sloppy kisses that he’s trailing down on your neck.

“Harry please -oh god- do something.” You moan out, your hand gripping his curls tightly. He chuckled into your neck darkly, and then you feel his pointer finger enter you.

“So fuckin’ tight,” he says with a groan, “Not getting properly fucked the way y’want? I know yeh like it nice and rough, baby.” He says, proving his point when as he enters his middle finger alongside his pointer, curling them both up trying to find your-

“Fuck Harry!” you almost scream when he finds that spot. He pulls away from your neck to cover your mouth with his, trying to quiet down the sounds that he’s making so you guys won’t be caught as he continues to finger fuck you, you continuing to moan into his mouth.

He takes the hand that was on your hip to cover your mouth instead of his lips. He does that to get a proper look at your fucked out state. He also does that so he could whisper absolute filth into your ear, knowing you loved when he dirty talked to you. But before he does, he really wants to look at you. He removes his hand, but keeps his thumb in your mouth so you don’t moan too loudly.

Your cheeks are tinted red, the lipstick that you reapplied before he walked in now smudged all over, and he knows now that it must be on his own lips. Your eyes are clenched shut in bliss and agony at the same time. Feeling good, but not good enough.

He feels his cock twitch at the thought of getting your lips wrapped around him, since he feels how warm and wet your mouth is around his thumb, but his cock also twitches in interest at the thought of your tight heat cumming around his fingers.

He chooses the latter and decides to add his ring finger with the other two, looking at your face for discomfort, but he finds none, so he starts talking.

“Bein’ such a good girl f’me,” he begins, watching you as you open your eyes to silently plead him, knowing it means, ‘I need more, please give me more.’

“Ah, bet yeh need your pretty little clit played with, isn’t tha’right?” He mutters to you, bringing his thumb to draw small but harsh circles on your clit, watching you roll your eyes back in bliss.

He takes his thumb out of your mouth, which gives you a better angle to bring your head down and bite onto his clothed shoulder. You feel your climax coming, the clit stimulation and the repeatedly nudge on your g-spot almost being too much, but you love it.

“H, I-I’m gonna cum. Please, please, please let me cum H. F-fuck I need it.” You beg him. You hear him groan, knowing there is no way he could say no to your begging. He used your love of dirty talk, so you used the begging against him.

It worked in your favor, because right after you hear him say, “Fuck, go righ’ ahead love. Cum all over m’fingers like a good girl.” He groans into your ear, quickly feeling you clench tightly around his fingers.

Your climax hit you hard, not remembering the last time you felt that good. Catching your breath, Harry pulls his fingers out and licks them clean, you watching him hotly.

You stare into his eyes, his staring right back at you. You both aren’t sure what to do next. You look at your watch to check the time. You’ve been gone for only 15 minutes, which means that Harry has only been with you for 10 of those. ’Not bad’ you think to yourself. You pull yourself off the wall and go to stand in front of the mirror, fixing your hair and lipstick.

Harry is the first one to talk, “Do yeh regret it?” He asks softly, “Cause if yeh do, then I’m sorry, I just missed yeh and seeing yeh jus brought up old feelings and-”

“I don’t regret it,” You cut off his rambling. “I don’t like that I cheated, that we cheated, but I don’t regret it.” You tell him truthfully.

He nods his head in agreement. “So what now? We just go back to bein’ normal in front o’them?” He questions you, meeting your eyes in the mirror. You turn around and look at him before speaking.

“For right now, yes. I’m really confused with how I feel but once I get it sorted, I’ll let you know, okay?” You walk towards him, your hand wet to wipe your lipstick stain off of his lips.

He nods his head yes, and you walk towards the door and unlock it, walking back to your table. On your way, you see Y/F/N walking towards the bathroom, but she stops when she sees you.

“Hey! Did you and Harry talk? Did he say something wrong at dinner?” She babbles on, and you can’t help but feel even more guilty, her wanting so bad to impress you.

“Actually, Y/F/N, Harry and I-”

“Had a really lovely talk outside o’the restrooms. She actually met me at one of m’shows and thought I was rude, so I apologized and we just ended up talking fo’ a really long time, not realizing the time. I’m sorry lovie.” He smiles at her, causing you to smile softy at her, nodding your head in confirmation. She coos at him and hugs him.

“It’s alright! I’m glad you guys are getting along now.” She tells you both with a wide smile as she pulls away from Harry.

You guys get to your table, and Joshua is staring at you and Harry with a glare in his eyes. You look at him confusedly, until he forces his phone into your hands, causing you to almost drop it. You roll your eyes and then look at the screen, eyes quickly widening in shock.

It’s an article written about Harry. Specifically, about the split of you and Harry. The article just goes on and on about what they thought happened, what new girl he was with, how long they thought you guys were broken up beforehand, and other pointless things. The worst part about it, is that it wasn’t written too long ago, 4 months to be exact.

Although you guys broke up 7 months ago, it doesn’t make any situation better because Joshua knows. Joshua now knows that Harry was the reason that you were hurting, and that you were quick, almost too quick, to get with Joshua, which also means that he knows that he’s a rebound.

You feel the bile rise in your throat, not knowing what to say.

Harry looks at you with a worried glance, “Yeh okay, love? Yeh look a little pale.” He tells you, wondering if what you guys did a few moments ago is getting to you.

You shake your head harshly, meaning, ‘No, nothing is alright and I’m surprised I haven’t thrown up everywhere.’ You put your head down to your chest, not wanting to be caught crying.

“Joshua, maybe you should take her home and-” Harry begins, being cut short when Joshua interrupts him.

“Or maybe you can take her home. Fuck her in her bed like you did in the bathroom.” He spits at Harry. Harry quickly answers him, knowing if he hesitates he won’t be able to get away with lying.

“Mate, what’re yeh on about? Nothing happened.” Harry tells him as honestly as he could, still glancing between you and him.

“Joshua, why would you even think that?” Y/F/N asks suspiciously, looking at him and then at you, eyes squinted slightly.

“Don’t play dumb, Harry. I know about you two. Y/F/N, they were together once upon a time, broke up only a bit ago. I’m the rebound, which means you are too, love!” He shouts, slamming his hand on the table, causing tables to look at you guys.

“Y/N?” You hear her call your name, you lift your head up, and she sees the tears. She scoffs at you, and all you can form to say is, “I’m so sorry,” before standing up and grabbing your purse, walking quickly towards the door and out of the restaurant.

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saportuh · 6 years

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ok panic concert highlights

(plus some personal adventures)

this was the portland show on the 12th k

so it was a fuckin hour and a half drive bc where i fuckin live now is far away from everything i hate it anyway that sucked & i ran my phone down to 80 percent during said drive which proved problematic

we get there (me & my lil sis) & our dad drops us off & we run up & im bitching about how weird the fucking venue is (it’s normal, it’s just not what i’m used to - in vegas the venues were typically in the casino/resorts so you lined up inside the halls & sat against the walls & tourist-watched, in this venue u stood outside in a line???? ughhh)

so we approach the line & something happens, i’m gonna make a separate post about it because holy shit

befriended two excitable gay kids, maybe 8th or 9th grade?? & i was like woah i was u once. now im old & jaded. eugh. then they bailed on me so.

we got into the arena & were on the wrong fucking side so we had to JOG all the way AROUND THE WHOLE FUCKINGN PLACE UGH

THEN WE GOT IN & SAT IN THE WRONG SEATS so the guy next to me (dad w a thick accent, maybe ukranian?? it wasn’t russian but it was close) politely informed me & i was like fuck well until they get here we’ll stay, but i had anxiety so during an arizona song i pretended to go to the bathroom & came back to look for our actual seat, someone took it so i pussied out & went back, had hella anxiety about it, then before hayley the ppl showed up so we had to move & i had to kick some preps out of their seat & they called my lil sister a bitch ;-;

OK SO ONTO THE PERFORMERS

arizona was cute, gotta check them out... singer kept getting emotional & wiping his eyes, it was sweet, and he was hella feeling himself dancing & stuff lmaoo. idk em but im proud of them.

HAYLEYYYYYYYYYYY her dancing & drumming & outfit??? also all the lesbians/wlw getting crunk in the crowd was so damn good haha

ALSO shout out to hayley’s band, they were so cute??? the guitarist & her kept having moments & he seemed like a cool dude, & the girl on synths was so pretty omg??? & smiley i loved her. & the drummer, they were goin so hard i couldnt get a good look, but they had kewl hair

“if you don’t know anything about me, there’s one thing you should know: I LOVE GIRLS” there was so much gay energy at that show i was teary the whole damn time

k confession, i love everything about hayley but i find her voice a little grating on the ears, something about it, but it was super angelic live & didn’t bug me once, & wanna be missed fucked me up cuz it’s my fucking f a v

SHE DID THE DRUMMY IT WAS HOT

her oufit was so damn iconic rlly tho, the pants & shoes totes fit her but wouldn't look good on anyone else, but that shirt, the hot dad look w the open v & all the jewelry, holy fuck that’s how im tryna be

during girls like girls, everyone had their lights out & there was a bunch of pride flags out, and i got this gorgeous shot of a gay pride flag illuminated by lights (i posted it)

most of the songs they played between the breaks were gay themed too which was powerful dude i was so damn emotional

then during the countdown to panic, they played the next episode by dre (the “smoke weed every day” song) & then africa by toto jsfndjfndjskfnjdk

THEN PANIC CAME OUT

WHOLE ASS STRING & BRASS SECTION BDEN RLLY WENT THERE WOAH

KENNY & NICOLE WERE SO CUTE THE WHOLE TIME THEY KEPT GOOFING AROUND ESPECIALLY KENNY IT WAS ADORABLE

THEN BREB POPPED OUT THE DAMN FLOOR

ok several things about breb

one, i never was heavy into panic, but considering how obsessive i was into bandom a few years back, i still know a lot about early panic, livejournal shit, ryden bullshit, etc, so it was really weird being there with normies who were just like “he’s hot & sings good” when i was like “yall lucky fucks never heard of myrtle beach ” dsjfnjsdnfds

two, four years into panic & i never was attracted to brendon, but dude, EVERYONE fell in love with him at this show, myself included, & i was starin at this bitch ass motherfucker in a trance before i was like “wait ur a bastard STOP U ENDEARING DICKWAD” he was so fucking endearing it was ANNOYING cuz i’ve seen some of the shit he’s pulled damnit. srsly tho, so absolutely charming, wow.

three, and what stuck with me most; brendon loves what he does. a little bit of exhibitionism, i think; he likes ppl looking at & admiring him, he’s that type of person, a showman, but also, i think he just loves making music, people singing along to the music, etc. ive been to eight concerts now, and i don’t think i’ve seen someone who clearly loved being on stage so much. a lot of ppl act like it’s a chore to tour, but brendon clearly loves it, and it made me happy, especially as an aspiring musician.

four, the straighties drooling over him and the gays drooling over him was truly straight/gay solidarity

ok what else happened... brendon would throw in random ass high notes towards the ends of songs... my sister looked at me super alarmed when he first did it during dtmwagt lmfao... ppl would cheer & it was impressive, but kinda piercing & i was like “show off” lol

HE DID THE ‘I MAKE THESE HIGH HEELS WORK’ thing, i thought he retired tht?? so i was pleased lmfao

i dont rmr anything that stands out about ready to go or la devotee but the lights & backgrounds during them were very pretty & i got some good pics of brebbois face (i finally got semi decent quality pics im rlly happy abt tht, concerts r so hard to photograph)

hallelujah was cool cuz there were, like, those catholic(?) church windows projected on the top part of the stage, it was pretty af, they rlly outdid themselves with the visuals

and mona lisa had like pipes & industrial stuff?? idk it looked dope, and it contrasted rlly cool it was super pretty

nine in the afternoon,,,, the only pretty odd song... i dont even like pretty odd but it was like,,, damn. & he had the piano, total live in denver vibes ;-; but he wasnt dripping sweat this time lmao

golden days, brebweenie knows hes hot, kept winking & doing mic flips & shit & i was like u fucken weenie ive seen that pic of u w a bowl cut in a bra, die

k he’s a fuckin bastard but hhe’s pretty & talented fuckin big ego bitch ... can yall tell i hav a lovehate relationship w him bc i do

I GOT THIS ONE PART ON VIDEO DURING GOLDEN DAYS WHERE KENNY & NICOLE R FUCKING AROUND & MAKING FACES & GOOFING IT’S SO CUTE

during casual affair in the chorus, the mic would echo each word (just lay (lay) in the atmosphere (sphere) & the ‘lay’ was rlly good on my ears idk sometimes certain vocal notes sound GOOD & that was one i keep replaying it

SO VEGAS LIGHTS as yall kno i was born & raised in vegas & a vegasfucker69 it’s my fucking home i moved last november (not my choice) & miss it violently & i was CRYING during vegas lights hard & it was so beautiful im gonna watch the video i got over & over & over that song means so much to me IM SO FUCKING HOMESICK

speaking of which, im pretty bitter i didnt see panic in vegas, this was my first panic show & that kinda bothers me, like i should’ve seen them in vegas a few yrs ago but it never worked out.... still, im grateful i saw them at all & im glad i saw the song live. i had my fob snapback on too, it says ‘las vegas’ on it cuz i got it there haha, wore that on purpose

he did the fucking running man thing towards the end & everyone cheered & i was like dONT ENABLE HIM

sat down during dancing’s not a crime cuz im a bitch who doesn’t like half the new record & also my knees hurt cuz im old apparently, anyway this chick glared at me then sang every word wat a fuckin prep lmao

o yah i forgot, in golden days he got in the crowd & let a girl sing the last chorus it was amazing i bet that made her life

AND DURING DOAB HE WALKED THRU THE CROWD that was SO FUCKING ENDEARING i was like “wow what a guy” then i was like “HE’S A BITCH U KNOW HIM” & i was like “hmm??? what a guy” but omg he made so many people happy it was really beautiful & sweet & i was like... half in love & then i came to my senses jksjfhjsdhfkjsdn

RLLY THO HE WALKED THRU THE CROWD & HIGH FIVED PPL & SHIT & GAVE HUGS & TOOK ART/LETTERS IT WAS SO DAMN GOOD HE WAS SO SWEET & LEGIT EVERYONE WAS FALLING FOR HIM & I WAS LIKE SUFFERING

legit guys, like it’s weird i used to watch his parascopes in 2015 or w/e & he’d say some Bad shit on there sometimes, like ik he does some messy shit BUT HE ACTED SO FUCKING LOVELY BLEH

also he’s very short, like he’s 2 inches taller than me but he looked so little in the crowd i was like... aw

the piano thing ;-; it was rlly pretty but my paranoia & anxiety was off the charts i was like that things gonna fucking fall & crush the crowd it’s gonna fucking fALL but it didnt ofc but i was stressed bleghh

but ok on a positive note, that was soo fucken lovely, bden stopped to try to make eye contact with as many ppl in as many places of possible, like he made the effort to get to everyone & make them have a special moment & it was ... magical ok thts fucken cliche as shit but it rlly was

ok i did smth lowkey embarrassing, i doubt he saw, but when he faced towards us i was just overwhelmed w like.. gratitude?? ive had a bad 2 years in every way, so being somewhere filled with love & fun & kindness & joy & all around good vibes, i was so grateful? i just wanted to thank him for creating that kinda atmosphere. so i like,,, blew kisses but not in a weird way, like later i was like oh that was kinda weird whyd i do that, but at that moment i didnt use my head & it was jus my instinctual way of saying thank u idk it’s lame but it happened so there ya go idfk

fun fact, my vid of it is out of focus cuz i was so enamored watching him & watching the crowd react it was pretty fucking magical it rlly was

once he got down from that piano he went “wow i feel so fucking inspired now” & i was like “bitch me too tf”

legit it was absolutely indescribable, even watching my vid now.... wow. and u can hear me lightly crying in the back of my video too lmao, and i was shaking p hard, it was so fucking magical. like im getting emotional rn cuz it was exactly what i needed to remind myself that there is good stuff in the world thats worth staying for.

i never was super big on panic or breb like i said but if i ever meet him im gonna thank him bc that. wow. transformative.

also that transition from the piano cover he did to dying in la was smooth af. it was all around gorgeous.

OK GIRLS GIRLS BOYS, I WAS SO CONCERNED W FILMING I COULDNT PUT MY LIGHT ON (i had a red heart) BUT OMG

he got a bi flag first, then a rainbow one, then another rainbow one... one was those hayley ones lol, and one ended up on the stage out of his eyesight & he never saw it & i felt so bad fjdnfds

G-D ALL THE GAYS SINGING WAS SO EMOTIONAL & THE RAINBOW BEHIND THEM ON STAGE (AND PAN FLAG COLORS AT TIMES?!??!?!)) IT WAS FUCKING MAGICAL & BRENDON LET A FLAG DRIFT IN THE WIND FOR A SEC BEFORE HE PUT IT ON IT WAS GORGEOUS

AND ALL THE RAINBOW LIGHTS IN THE CROWD FUCK DUDE

breb might be a turd but he’s the only one of these emo dudes who parades around draped in flags & so aggressively empowers gay fans through it, and for that, i respect him. ik the song has more perverse origins but now it’s a bi anthem that rlly connects w lgbt fans & it’s rlly beautiful, AND i got another gorgeous shot of a pride flag surrounded by lights & im just. wow.

after, breb said “that is gorgeous btw” about the rainbow lights, and “thank u for participating in love” & giggled, i got this shot of the lights in the dark lookin incredible ;-;

also said “this a record number of flags tonight, very cool” so portland is rlly gay apparently, kewl

nicole doin the nicotine bass line slayed me dead wowie u can hear me go “WOO” on the vid lmfao (im a bassist so i lov her double)

ive seen miss jackson live twice now cuz at my monumentour show, new politics brought lolo out to cover it so that’s dope lmfao

anyway bden did the fuckin valley girl voice for “the scenery is so loud” which was delightful

he had us do the ‘ayyyy’ bit woo

NICOLES BASS,,, SPARKLY

drum thingy ;-; speaking of monumentour, andy & patrick famously did a drum off & i MISSED IT cuz the stage at my venue wasnt large enough to fit both sets ;-; so they didnt do it ;-; but bden doin his own drum solo kinda made up for it a little bit

fuckin show off tho he played like 3 instruments & i was like u bitch stop

there was some kinda audio sample that went “i got a fever & the only prescription is more caffeine(?)” & bden mouthed the words along, and some girl behind me went “SAME”

UPDATE: googled it, i knew i recognized chris walken’s voice, he says cowbell not caffeine & it’s a skit from snl that i’ve SEEN im a disgrace anyway that was fun also woo cowbell

the big screen kept cutting from bden drumming to a shot of the crowd & someone holding a pride flag & i was like yah drumming is gay now

lmao i only filmed like a minute of a song unless i rlly liked it so i could spend the rest of the song gettin funky right?? & i like king of the clouds but not a ton, but i filmed the whole thing cuz the visuals were so pretty lmfaooo i jus was staring at them like wowwww prettyyyyy

during the ‘i dont feel anything at all’ he looked rlly sad & i couldnt tell if it was genuine or if he was goin for like a pouty look djfdsjfndjks then right after he winked so ig pouty thx breb

at some point he introduced nicole&kenny plus the strings & brass ppl as “his friends” it was sweet & he was like “these lovely ladies” about the strings & “these handsome men” about the brass & i was like WOO GAY RIGHTS

FIRE DURIN CRAZY EQUALS GENIUS. BOZ FLASHBACKS. FIRE ON MY FACE HUNDREDS OF FEET AWAY. FEAR. DONT LIKE FIRE. SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION. KENNY WAS TOO CLOSE. FEAR.

a whole arena singing bohemian rhapsody 25+ years after freddie mercury’s death was Incredible, i dont believe in afterlives but if there is one i hope he was watching & enjoying & knowing his legacy was staying alive bc wow that was powerful

THE END WAS CRUNK AF HOLY SHIT BDEN GOT DOWN

i cant believe i remember the day emperors came out like,,,, jeez. so lit live tho

I HAVENT MENTIONED HIS SPARKLY SUIT YET. KING OF SPARKLY SUITS

BRENDON DOIN HIS HIGH NOTE BIT & THE STAGE LIGHTING UP FULLY ON FIRE FUCK DUDE

bitchden took his shirt off when he came out for the encore..... bitch

SINS,,, FUCK DUDE,,,, MY CHILDHOOD WAS CRYING HHYSTERICALLYYY,

in the background of my vid u can hear me do the ‘ily’ ‘ily’ from the mv emo ass

my lil sis got fucken turnt to sins lmfaooo??? danced her ass off???

us: W H O R E bden: ily

VIOLINISTS GETTIN WILD TOO

they played footage of the music vid & breb & his fuckin iconic outfit & i was a lil emo kid again omg i cant believe i saw it live

he did funny voice durin calls for a toast nerd ... least he’s not entirely bitter abt songs ryan wrote anymore tho lmao... or maybe he is considering theres only two on the 30 song setlist ;-;

i gotta listen to afycso again damn it’s so iconic

oh yah at some bit he said “ive been doing this for 14 years, im 31 now” & it reminded me like.. most of these emo bands, they started so young. & got successful at such a young age. it’s so crazy. idk. wow.

he got growly during the chorus, that’s pstump’s thing beeb dont steal it lmao

CONFETTI fitting ending, & i got him walking off which is cool, other bands it goes dark & they just kinda disappear & it’s unsatisfying ;-;

so yah i finally saw breadman live, i got 400 pics and 30 videos so that all got spam posted over the last few days lmao

#finally posting it lmao #81218 #long post -

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Christina

Character: Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,767

Request: U should do a littlest Winchester imagine we're like dean is trying to have a normal apple pie life with Lisa and Ben and one day deans baby girl gets dropped off on there door step bc u know dean is the guy that messed around a lot and I find that idea cute idk y

A/N: So this isn’t a Littlest Winchester story because it didn’t fit the premise of that collection, but it is super cute so I made it into a stand alone. Also Lisa and Ben aren’t in it. Hope you like it!

Story

She’s so beautiful even with rat’s nest hair and wearing only the white slip she wore under her wedding dress. The blankets are wrapped around her body, yet only one leg is covered; her arms clutch her pillow, and her other knee has been poking Dean in the side for most of the night. There’s a drool spot on her pillow, and she’s snoring and taking up most of the bed. God, he loves her. Smiling to himself, he presses a kiss to her temple and strokes the soft hairs around her ear. With a sigh, she stretches her legs and blinks at him.

“Morning,” he says.

“’snot morning. Jus’ cuddle.” She scoots over until her nose is pressed into his shoulder.

“I wanna make you breakfast.”

“Breakfast in bed.”

“I want you out there. I wanna spend every waking moment with you, baby girl.”

“Why’d I marry a morning person?”

“Because you pity me.”

“That’s part of it. Gimme ten minutes to shower.”

After another kiss, Dean rolls out of bed. Right outside the bedroom is the living room, to the right is the kitchen and dining room, adjacent to that is the bathroom, and that’s it. That’s the whole apartment. They both found that, after a lifetime spent in motel rooms, spacious living conditions made them feel vulnerable and wasteful. This place is small, but they’re happy, Sam lives down the hall, and for now it’s all they need.

By the time Dean plates eggs and bacon, his wife has emerged wearing sweat pants and one of his shirts. Yawning, she pushes her damp hair back from her face and sits down at the place he’s prepared for her. They don’t talk much. Instead, Dean tosses an occasional wink her way, and they play footsie under the table.

When the doorbell rings, neither one of them gets up right away. Whatever’s on the other side of the door means to disrupt the bliss of their still-young honeymoon phase. But they do get up, and on the other side of the door they find no one there. The stairwell is empty, and the main entrance to the complex is closed.

“Did we just get ding-dong-ditched?” Dean rolls his eyes.

“No,” (y/n) answers quietly. “Dean?”

Dean sees her crouch down, and when he follows her with his eyes, he does the same. Somebody has left a baby on their doorstep. It’s so small, dwarfed even by its car seat, and is still holding that balled-up position characteristic of newborns. The sight of the tiny thing tugs at his heart, and he finds himself reaching out to take it in to his arms. (y/n), however, has put her attention on the note left on top of a cardboard box beside the car seat. The look on her face goes from concerned to something akin to stunned, and she numbly passes the note to him before going back inside.

Dean, This is Christina, she was born March 4th. She’s your daughter.

* * * * *

You didn’t expect any wedding gifts. The wedding itself was a small affair with only yourself, Dean, Sam, Cass, and a couple of close friends attending. Gifts weren’t asked for, although everyone felt compelled to give you something. At the end of the day, you came home with a couple of miscellaneous items and a waffle iron from Sam – an inside joke between the brothers to which you aren’t privy – but a baby was definitely not on the list. Once you’ve taken her inside and looked her over to make sure she’s alright, you go back to the note.

“This has got to be the worst joke in the world,” you say, “or else whoever left her made a mistake. I know your dad didn’t exactly practice abstinence. Maybe she’s your half-niece or something. We could get a blood test.”

You’re so set on this new goal that you’ve tasked yourself with that you get dressed to go out before you realize Dean hasn’t moved at all. He’s just standing in the living room and gazing at the one-week-old cradled in his arms.

“Dean, come on!”

“We don’t need a blood test.”

“Why not?”

“Because I know where she came from.”

“And where would that be?”

He pauses before asking, “Do you remember that last big fight we had?”

“Yeah.”

“I ran into an old flame after that, a woman I met on a hunt years ago and . . .”

“You slept with her? We weren’t broken up for two weeks!”

“It was bad. I didn’t think we’d make up. I needed comfort, you obviously weren’t going to provide that, Sam was on your side, and I . . . I was spiraling out of control, okay? But I swear I didn’t know she got pregnant. I haven’t seen her since that night.”

“Does Sam know?”

“Yes.”

“So you told Sam but not me?”

“I didn’t want you to freak out.”

“Alright, you know what?” You grab your coat from the back of a chair and slide it on. “I’m gonna go out. I’m gonna spend a little time processing that you have a kid and that you married me without telling me about a major choice you made. We’ll talk when I get back.”

“(y/n), I didn’t think-”

“I’ll see you in a few hours.”

You thought you would walk for ages before settling down, but most of your steam has blown off after a brisk fifteen-minute walk. Slowing to a more normal pace, you give yourself a tour of the outskirts of the downtown area, but you don’t soak up many of the sights. Dean had a point about that fight. That fight was terrible, and afterwards you didn’t have that deep down feeling that everything would be okay. But his rebound reaction happened absurdly fast, and now it’s costing not only him but also you. It’s affected your day, your marriage, and imposed upon you both the role of parent, not a role you dismissed but one for which you certainly aren’t prepared. All of this you contemplate for the better part of your cool down phase, and when that ends, you happen upon a coffee shop and decide that a hot drink is exactly what you need. When you open the door, someone behind you holds it open.

“Sam. How’d you find me?”

“You forgot to turn off location services.”

“Oh.” You wander over to the back of the line with Sam beside you. “Why are you here?”

“Dean’s worried you’ll get lost in thought and get run over.”

“I suppose you know what’s going on?”

“Christina’s a pretty name.”

And with that, you fall into silence until after you leave the shop carrying the drinks Sam insisted he pay for. He doesn’t try to start a conversation, and you know he won’t talk you into anything or bestow any insight unless prompted. For a while you just walk with him, warming your hands with the cardboard cups. Then you ask, “Why’d he do it?”

“Panic. Things were bad with you, and he freaked.”

“Hm.”

“He didn’t realize what he’d done until after he’d done it. He literally slunk back that night, he was so ashamed. It was so bad, I was afraid he would hurt himself.”

“If he felt so bad, why didn’t he tell me and apologize?”

“Like I said, he was ashamed of himself. And he was terrified you’d leave him for good.” Sam stops at a parking meter, and you realize he’s led you to his car. “(y/n), there are a couple of things I know for sure. One, Dean loves you more than anything. Two, he won’t give up that baby, so he needs you now more than ever. Come on, I’ll drive us home.”

Perhaps for your benefit, Sam takes the long way home, and he makes no other comment about Christina or where she came from. He parks the car and walks you to your front door before heading down to his own. After you’ve entered your apartment, you realize you’ve done that action as quietly as possible as if already the goal of not disturbing the infant has become an unconscious behavior. The space is as quiet as when you left, but Christina’s car seat, her box, a box of diapers, an armload of unpacked grocery bags, and a mess on the kitchen counter make up for the clutter you didn’t have. Dean sits on the sofa with Christina in one arm and a bottle in his other hand, gazing down at his daughter with a look of gently adoration. He spares a moment to acknowledge your return with a glance and a smile.

“Is that mess in the kitchen your doing?”

Dean shrugs. “Making formula is an art.”

“She doesn’t seem to mind what you made. She’s a quiet little thing, isn’t she?”

He chuckles. “You missed the party. Nothing but tears to the store and back.”

By now you’ve wound your way over to the couch, and carefully you sit beside your husband and observe him set the bottle down once the baby has finished it off. She fusses for a moment, tiny arms reaching for nothing, and immediately Dean responds by shushing her and bouncing her gingerly. Scrunching her face, she seems set to complain until someone reads her mind.

“Can I hold her?” you ask. Dean hands you the little girl, and you assume the position that comes naturally. For as tiny as she is, her body is a substantial presence in your arms. She continues to fuss, letting out a stuttering whine. “What’s the matter, sweetheart? What’s goin’ on?”

Christina’s complaining is cut off suddenly by a yawn, and from there her descent into sleep is faster than flipping a switch. She dozes off with her cheek tucked in to the crook of your elbow.

“She likes you,” says Dean.

“I’m a likeable person.”

“Nobody knows that better than me.” He leans forward, kisses your cheek, and touches his forehead to your shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

“You’re right to be mad at me. I’ll take whatever punishment you wanna give me as long as you don’t . . . don’t leave me.”

“Dean, I’m not leaving you. You’re stuck with me.”

His relief is almost palpable. “Whatever I can do to make it up to you . . . anything.”

“Tell you what. You’re on diaper duty for the rest of the month.”

Dean laughs. “I think I can do that.”

“We’ll see. And one more thing.”

“Yeah?”

“We’re gonna need a bigger apartment.”

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