#if you don’t like her for good reason alr ok that’s fine. but if it’s some dumb shit i swear to fuck

[merriclo]

sorry babe can’t talk. yeah i’m hunting people who despise Mipha without good reason to extinction again. yeah it’ll be all day.

#if you don’t like her for good reason alr ok that’s fine. but if it’s some dumb shit i swear to fuck #‘she’s a pedophile’ with love are you a fucking idiot?? #that’s a serious term to be slinging around even in fandom. do some research and reevaluate your stance please. #if you don’t like her bc u just don’t jive w her that’s fine. or if you have some genuine criticisms of her character that’s great!! #love to see proper media comprehension. but if it’s bc she’s a ‘pedophile’ or something i’m coming for you <3 #anyways mipha stan account she’s so sweet. her theme is beautiful too. #mipha botw #botw mipha

[saturnstrn]

matt sturniolo hc’s !

matt sturniolo x reader

no warnings!

i lowk feel like he would be kinda dry in the talking stage

he’s kinda an awkward person so he would not know how to act

but besides that, the man is OBSESSED with you

okay but the way i see him an extroverted person

will definitely drive you anywhere you want to

BOY DOES NOT SAY NO TO YOU

“ i literally asked you to take me to target and you said no but when she asks it’s a yes?!” “ she has girlfriend priorities nick!”

“ do you want to go shopping with me today 🤗” boy will probably make a face but will still say yes

and if he does…. he’s in for a treat..

ITS FOR GOOD REASONS THOUGH

“ alr baby no more drinks let’s go” with a protective mom look on his face dragging you away

he’s such a mom to you

ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU GET SICK BRO

he will bring you anything you need, and will YELL at you if you get up

“ why would you get up! sit back down your sick!”

okay but your lowk a mother to him too….

he secretly loves it but never will admit it..

bro tells EVERYONE he hates pet names and shit like that but folds when you call him baby

baby, sweetheart,my girl, babe, those are the few he calls you

SPEAKING OF MY GIRL

bro addresses you to other people like that

“ yeah my girl really likes those” “ my girl’s over there” “ oh yeah my girl is friends with her but” and so on

he follows you around like a lost puppy

especially at parties

ok now let’s talk about arguments…

i feel like you both would be stubborn people so arguments wouldn’t happen frequently but sometime often

OVER STUPID STUFF

he’ll never yell at you though

but he gets kinda mean and you have to put him in his place…

“ god you just like to start fights for zero reason huh? ” “ you started this fight matthew!!”

oh but once you pull out the full name… he KNOWS he’s screwed..

“ i’m sorry baby” he’ll say after kissing you

hes buy literally anything for you

princess treatment to the MAX.

he’s brought you flowers every since you guys started dating

hand on thigh during car rides

he’s not very into pda but behind close doors he’s all over you.

he’s likes things being one on ones

your relationship would be so soft launched

either it’s from ur insta photos dumps or his stories

either way, everyone knows ur dating

he’s so “ you’re beautiful “ than “ you’re fine” TRY AND DISAGREE WITH ME

he knows you’re an a good looking person so i feel like jealously isn’t really there

he would only get “ possessive” if he sees the other person making you uncomfortable

HIS FAMILY LOVESSSSS YOU

like they absolute adore you.

you have facetime calls with marylou every month to “ catch up” but in reality your just talking about matt

if you have siblings, your siblings + parents love him

every time he comes over for dinner, it ends in him and your dad bonding over anything.

your mom gets mad whenever you get upset at matt bye

“ don’t yell at him like that!” “yeah don’t yell at me like that”

he’s such a suck up bye

YOU GUYS ARE LOCKED TF IN

i will add more later !

#chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #mattsturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #nicolas sturniolo #matt x reader #matt sturniolo fluff #writing #𝐣𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐬⋆🎧✮⋆

[ameliaalvarez06]

hi<3

can u write about the twins getting into a big argument and the reader and Jack tries to get them to get back on good terms the whole day?

Sorry

a/n: this is my first request, was kinda nervous ngl but i hope you like it. also sorry I took so long to get it out, I just finished my finals today. 😭 I did tweak your prompt a little and if this isn’t what you had an mind you could always send me a message of what you wanted exactly, I don’t mind <3 (not revised)

“We don’t want to play with you, Mar. It’s a boy thing only so leave us alone and get out of the room….you’re being annoying! you’ve been following us all day” Aaron yelled at Amara. Jack had just bought him a little racing track so he had begged for you to plan a play date with his friends from school so they could test it out. Amara was use to being the first person Aaron shared his new things with so it hurt that he hadn’t asked her first, but what truly hurt her the most now was that her brother had yelled at her. Bickering was an everyday thing with them but they had never actually gotten into an argument where they said or did something to hurt one another.

“Fine, I didn’t want to play with your dumb toy anyways” Amara said kicking one of his toy cars, breaking some parts off. She made her way out the play room but not before sending Aaron and his friends a smile and a cheerful bye.

The one thing about Amara was that she didn’t like showing people when she was hurt, expressing her feeling through words rather than keeping it bottled up was something you guys had been trying to teach her.

She made her way to the back yard where you and Jack sat around the bonfire pit talking with some of the other parents.

“Hey baby, everything ok?” Jack asked Amara as she climbed onto his lap.

“yeah, i’m just tired” she lied snuggling into his chest.

“you sure everything’s ok Mar, do you feel sick?” you ask as you feel her forehead to see if she was warm.

“i’m ok, mommy” she said once more but you knew something was off. You didn’t want to pressure her into saying anything especially in-front of everyone so you decided to wait until they left which wasn’t very long since it was getting kind of late.

“alr missy. want to tell me what’s actually wrong now?” you ask her as you carry her inside after picking up.

“it’s nothing mommy, I promise” she said shoving her face into the your neck.

“can I sleep with you and daddy tonight, please” she said lifting her head up to give you those big blue puppy eyes, you couldn’t say no to.

“of course, baby. you wanna have a movie night?” you ask her.

“yess, can we please watch The Princess Diaries?”

“sure, i don’t think Aaron will want to watch that tho. let’s go get him and see” you laugh putting her down.

“no, I don’t want him there. just you, me and daddy”

“why don’t you want him there?” you ask looking down at her.

“just. I want to spend time with only you and daddy” she says crossing her arms.

Jack walks into the living room and notices Amara’s frown.

“what’s going on here?” Jacks asks walking up to you guys. “why do you have a stink face?”

“she wants to sleep with us” you say.

“what’s the problem with that” he asks confused.

“she doesn’t want Aaron there” you tell him making his face go from confused to surprised since the twins had never asked to do anything where they had to be apart from each other.

“why is that, baby?” Jack asks Amara squatting next to her. He noticed her eyes getting glossy.

“I don’t want to talk about it, daddy. can we just please go watch a movie together” she asks letting out a sigh.

“we can but we have to ask your brother too. it’s not nice if we leave him out” Jack explains to her.

“alright” she says embracing jack into a hug so he could pick her up. You and Jack share a look while walking up stairs, you both knew something happened between them but you couldn’t possibly think of a reason why.

knock knock knock

“hey buddy can we come in?”Jack asks knocking on the twins shared bedroom. There was no response so jack knocked once more before opening the door slowly. To your guys surprise Aaron was tucked in and asleep in his bed or so you thought. Aaron had actually heard Amara say that she didn’t want him there for the movie night which really hurt him. He had felt bad for yelling at his sister but he didn’t think she wouldnt want to be around him anymore. He wanted to go apologize but he was too hurt; when he heard that you guys were going up to ask him to have a movie night, he decided to go back to their bedroom and pretend to be alseep since he knew that his sister didn’t want him there.

“A guess it’s just us three tonight” Amara says looking at you and jack. You both take turns saying you’re good nights to Aaron then head toward your guys room.

———————

Next morning

“morning daddy. morning mommy” Amara said as she got out from under the bed sheets.

“good morning” you chuckle, looking at her crazy bed head.

“morning, sunshine. why you up so early?” Jack says pulling her down embracing her in a big hug.

“can we please go to Disney today?” she says giving Jack her puppy eyes and a pout “you promised me that when you came back from your last show we would go.”

Jack looks over to you, causing Amara to do the same.

“can we please go mommy! I’ll give you 1000 kisses and cuddles whenever you want. I’ll even give you massage” you laugh at her negotiation.

“alright, you convinced me”

“yayyy thank you. thank you” “I’ll start now” she says getting away from Jack and jumping onto you attacking you with kisses.

“ok silly girl, let’s go get your brother” you say making her face drop into a frown.

“what is it Mar, did something happen with Aaron yesterday? remember what we said about keeping our feelings inside” Jack asked.

Amara nodded and as soon as she opened her mouth to finally tell jack why she was upset with her brother there was a knock on the door.

“come in” you say. “good morning” Aaron says making his way to the bed, Amara moved back into Jack lap.

“good morning” you smile at him.

“good morning, buddy” Jack says.

Amara just looked at him with a sadden expression and said nothing.

“Amara what do you say when you’re told good morning” you ask.

“morning” she says looking down.

“alright, what’s going on between you guys?”

Both the twin now sat in-front of you and jack on the bed, looking down trying to avoid eye contact.

“who’s going to start?” you ask.

“l-I said some mean things to Mar yesterday, but I promise I didn’t mean it” Aaron says, his lips quivering as he gets a little emotional. He looks over to Amara, making her start crying.

“now why would you do that, baby?” you ask him.

“she kept following us and asking if she could play with my race track” he said.

“that’s no reason to say mean things Aaron” Jack tells him a sternly tone.

“i know” he said looking down.

“he yelled at me and said I was annoying daddy. it hurt my feelings” Amara said now sobbing into jacks chest.

“and you hurt mine when you told mommy that you didn’t want me with you guys for movie night yesterday” Aaron said now crying.

“you were awake?” he nodded, moving himself to cry into your chest.

“alright, neither of the things you guys said or did yesterday were ok and now your both hurt. do you guys think your ready to apologize to each other or do you guys need more time?” you ask them.

Both the twins pull back from your guys chest and they turn to look at each other. “i’m ready” they both sob out at the same time, making them giggle though their tears.

“I’m sorry Mar for not sharing and yelling at you. I promise you’re not really that annoying” he says making Amara playfully glare at him, you all chuckle.

“Sorry for saying that I didn’t want you at movie night, I like having you there, you always make me laugh” she says sending her brother a smile which he returns.

“give me a hug, ugly” Amara tells him with open arms.

“Amara” you say giving her a look for the pet name she used.

“what i’m just playing” she giggles. Aaron crawls over to her and embraces her into a hug and starts tickling her. “stoppp” she laughs.

“Alright, now that you guys are best friends again, it’s time to go get ready so we can head out.” you tell them.

“where are we going?” Aaron asks confused.

“we’re going to Disney” Amara replied excitedly.

“really?” Aaron asked with wide eyes.

“Yes. now go get ready” Jack says chuckling.

The twins jump off the bed and run to their room excitedly.

“Walk” you yell out.

You turn to Jack and he’s already looking at you.

“You can give me my morning kiss now” he says poking his lips out, you chuckle and make your way to his side of the bed.

You give him a quick peck on the lips and pull away to get up “no what the hell was that, I need a real one” he says pulling you back down so you layed on on top of him.

“ I need to go help the twins get ready. I don’t want to leave too late” you tell him.

“yes we’ll go after a real kiss” you shake your head but lean down to give him an actual kiss anyways. He flips you guys around so he was now on top, trapping your body under him so he could deepen the kiss; you guys were having a full on make out session at this point. Jack began kissing down you neck but as much as you were enjoying this you knew you had to stop him.

“as much as really want to continue this, we have to go get ready” you tell him out of breathe.

“we have the pass. we can literally get there at any time and still enjoy a few rides” he says.

“no we promised them a whole day there, plus we go back to Louisville in two week so this will be our last time going for a couple months. (They have a home in California and Kentucky)

“fine let’s go” he says playfully rolling his eyes.

You and jack make your way over to the twins room but stop at the door frame, they didn’t notice you guys there.

“You know we never actually got to play with the track, I was too upset about the car so I asked if they just wanted to play with legos. If you want we can try it out tomorrow. I have exactly four cars so we can all play”

“yeah! also thanks for not telling on me about the car. ”

“your welcome. I was pretty mean yesterday, so i’m sorry, again” Aaron said looking at his sister

“it’s ok, I was mean. too”

“even?” Aaron asks her.

“yeah” Amara says laughing “I love you.”

“love you too” Aaron replies giggling and embracing his sister in another hug.

You stand there with tears in your eyes seeing how fast they were growing. The twins hear your small sniffles and turn to the door.

“mommy, whats wrong?” they ask you. “nothing it’s just that you guys are growing up so fast” you tell them squatting down to their height.

“come here” you tell them and they run into your arms. You give them a tight hug then pull away. “we really need to start getting ready now. let’s go start a bath.” “we filled the tub already, we just had to wait for you” Aaron said.

“okay thanks for waiting, you guys can go in. we’ll be there in a minute” you tell them.

The twins make their way to bathroom, bickering about what bubble scent they wanted.

You turn to Jack and pull him into a hug. “I think I want to start trying again. you trying put another baby in me, Harlow?” He looks down at you with a huge smile, he had wanted to start trying again since the twins turned two but you didn’t feel prepared at the time.

“I can do that” he smirks. “you think your mom can watch them tonight? We have to finish what we started earlier” he whined making you laugh.

“yeah i’ll call her” you saying getting on your tip toes to give him a quick kiss. Jack tried moving his hands from the small of your back to your ass but you pushed them always since the twins were technically in the same room.

“stop. go shower, while I finish bathing the twins” you say pulling away. “I want to come back home as soon as possible” you tell him.

“how about I help you get them ready; we’ll put a movie on for them then we go shower together” he says smirking again.

“we’re not conceiving our child in the shower”

“whats wrong with that , if I recall that’s where the twins were conceived”

“no, they weren’t idiot”

“they weren’t? where we’re the conceived then?” he asked teasingly. He knew exactly where and when, he just loved seeing how you got all red and flustered when he brought it up.

“go shower” you tell him pushing him out the room.

“alright. alright” he throws both his hands up “I love when you get all feisty” he saying smacking your ass while biting his lip.

You shake your head and make your way to the bathroom, with a huge grin. The thought of carrying another one of his children made your heart swell, he was truly the best father and husband anyone could ask for, you couldn’t get any luckier.

#jack harlow #jackman harlow #jack harlow imagine #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #dad!jack

[hipsdowrite]

HI LAUR Yk what I’m like alr but here’s more

Hi I want romantic bc im just sexy liek that yk 😜⁉️ anywyas I am NONBINARY THYETH BISEXUAL WHORE💞‼️

I am 5’1 3/4ths I am a lightskin south Asian IM PRETTY BABYISH OKAY I’m a little thin and chubby and Especially on my cheeks.. Dhmu.. but I have phat lip lip.. when will I get my kiss kiss 😭⁉️I sound so high pitched I sound like a elem schooler but ignore that also I’m very malnourished

anyways I am an ESTP‼️‼️ I am impulsive, surprisingly confident, social butterfly and idm talking to people!! Or confrontation, but if the other person doesn’t talk much or just listens that’s okay I can carry convo‼️ I also play piano and been doing it for like 6 or 7 years help me

i am impulsive ‼️ especially in public so like jumping off high areas, throwing myself off a rail in a movie theater (done after seeing nwh) and joke about suicide.. A LOT 😰⁉️I GET SENT TO THE SCHOOL ADMINS EVERY MONTH FOR THE STUNT I PULL…

I’m also very petty so like I hate my teacher and I made my presentation full of emojisAnd made her a hate acc and usually people say they’re scared of getting on my bad side 🙁🙁 like I’m scary at first with how social I am and come off as rude but I am really a pretty nice person most of the time unless u make me mad or sad or sad yk

I do retail therapy and I love spending money on ppl… I am also very touchy with everyone so I’m holding hands and pecking everyone on the lips and constantly hugging people so people think I’m dating everyone BUR IM JUST RLLY AFFECTIONATE.. I sometimes mother my friends to take care of themselves like. Violently. Like I threaten them

I make fun of my friends but scream at them that I love them!! Okay so and if they get other friends like “ur my BFF” I’ll be like. “I thought I WAS UR BFF.. 🙁” idk I’m very possessive of my friends but most of the time I joke about it

and I love sweets. Sm. Sometimes I eat plain brown sugar. Ok and I hate hate HATE eating otherwise. I don’t like it most of my food is drinks like milk tea coffee juice caprisun yesteysyes and those protein kid shakes for growth and I hate when people discard me or yell at me seriously.Like I’ll get quiet and when I’m mad I start ghosting u it’s more scary since I’m usually loud that or I’ll laugh at u yelling but if ur scolding me I start getting teary

Anyways I like romantically. Kinda anyone I mean if I’m gonna like them I like them for a reason. Anyways I like anyone, Introverts? Yes. NERDS⁉️ I will make fun of you but I also love hearing them explain some random shi like yas💞💞 tell me about ur mommy issues and science 💞💞 now date me. 😐

Anyways I like quiet people too!! Someone who doesn’t mind me being talkative and I prefer short people bc theyre so cute and I like to coddle them. But tall people r fine bc I can swing from their neck!! Inexperienced flustered people r my thang yk⁉️ or someone who tell me “ugh ur so stupid” while laughing at me. Someone who can tolerate me

Anyways I hate romantically people like. Who say I’m sensitive. Like excuse me? I don’t hate a lot of people but I secretly find a lot of people annoying?/$::& like if you talk about your problems with me to someone else instead of me I will shove a pole up ur ass unlubed. Or people who don’t appreciate my efforts?? Or say I’m tiring or annoying in a fight bc it honestly hits hard bc running my mouth keeps me happy but otherwise I can like whoever‼️😰 people who say that that I’m a bit too much r right but it hurts a lot 🤣🤝🤝 people who act entitled and who r rude I put in their place a lot, it’s like second nature 😈‼️

ok I hope this isn’t too much

nine coming in hoping for their heartslabyul boys 🙄🙄 but no it’s the perfect length for me 😘

hopefully this is good enough lol

and this was so funny to read omg im hardly surprised by anything /pos

everything is under the cut!

i think you would go good with Ace Trappola!

romantic headcanons/reasoning

man..you and him are too similar sometimes

he definitely would bonk you over the head for dumb shit or join the said dumb shit. either way good luck 😁 (will def steal some tarts for you but if you’re not there within five minutes they’re his)

you two may argue with your strong personalities, but you do even one another out. he will stand up for you but knowing you i feel like you’ll have the pants for this relationship

with that you two are very communicative so all those insults that hurt a bit too much or the reckless stuff you guys do will be solved eventually

get ready to be teased cause oml this man. you are buying clothes cause you are sad? he will make tease you for a bit but then will go “you’ll but me this right since you’re already here”. but once you tease him or do any romantic action, he’s toast. his face = the heart mark.

now i have a headcanon that instead of his face becoming really red it’s just the heart that glows showing his love for you <33 lucky bitch

i can see a good hangout spot is just on a couch or somewhere. you both would be on your phones, kicking each other in the process to get the other’s attention

also might i add…ranting buddy

runner up is Jamil Viper!

prompts

alright you didn’t give me prompts so you better deal with it 🙄🙄

your parents kicked you out—wow. luckily, your nice grandmotherly next door neighbor hears and sees your predicament. she doesn’t have the ability to house you in because of family so she lends you in on a secret. her sister had recently died and so her house was given to your neighbor, so your neighbor decided to give you the house for free! lucky you!

anyways, you go to the house with all your belongings. in classic horror movie fashion, it’s old. you dig it, so you jump on in to live there cause it’s a free house. the water and electricity still work so cool, and you quickly become settled in. till you realized it’s haunted. you don’t like that. you want to live in peace soooo…what are you going to do?

ah another school year. what could possibly go wrong? you got your grades up and made a good acquaintances; now it’s time to take it a bit further: class president. you put up your posters and advocate for it, not realizing that there was another loudmouth student going for the position as well.

not only do you have to sway the votes, you have to deal with his annoying and stupid personality. what will you do? why is he running for president? will you forfeit the position or continue a rivalry?

#[matchups!] #twisted wonderland

[jayflrt]

ahhh omg ok im back now and finish my chem test but apparently everyone did bad on it so im like 💀 (we didnt get it back yet tho)

anyways ive been good! after that grind i slept A LOT over the weekend so im prepared to tackle this week bc im starting anatomy and ochem and i promised myself to work hard on those

and omg the sunoo fic im so excited for some reason i havent read much of sunoo??? (i think i gravitate towards heejay bc there's just so much heejay content) but im very vety excited for it esp after reading the preview

also omg that anon confused with 🌻 ajsjdjff honestly sometimes i forget im 🌻 too bc i anon for other creators too 😭 BUT i do want to try collecting some pcs (at least wtv is alr included in albums and then buy ones i really really want) i have yet to have any nct ones but i think it was mark catharsis? ver i want so so bad he just looks so good in it 🥲

also when dream announced 7llin 2.0 I SCREAMED bc i was literally thinking abt how i wanted to watch 7llin for the first time and then they do this </3

- 🌻

omg congrats on finishing the exam !!! i hope everything went well 💗💗 yk even if it didn’t go well for the others………i have faith that you will be the one who scores the highest >:) YOU GOT THIS 🤧

oh my gosh not ochem 😭😭 praying for you that class is an absolute nightmare 🏃‍♂️ but i’m glad you got to rest up this weekend and unwind !!! you definitely deserve it after the chem test 🤍 good luck for anatomy too ! my roommate has her anatomy final in two days and she’s stressing out so much rn HAHHA

i haven’t read many sunoo fics either !!! (actually i read viv’s today LMAOAOA) but otherwise i don’t see many long fics for sunoo D; but i agree there are a lot of fics for heeseung and jay :’) not complaining tho bc i love me some jay content 🥰 also thank you sm i’m so glad you’re excited !!! 🥺💗

AHAHAH that’s my new 🤖 anon now ♡ PLS i associate your emoji with hyuck sometimes bc 🌻 sunflowerzens <33 omg that’s what i’m doing !! i collect the album pcs and buy whichever else i want (that isn’t insanely overpriced HAHAH) but who do you want to collect for?? :o i could help you get started! 💗 and omg it’s the pc on the very left right ?? he’s so fine 😮‍💨 gives me cherry bomb vibes a little?? HAHAH

OH MY GOD RIGHT??? I LOVED 7LLIN IN THE DREAM SO MUCH when it dropped last year i watched it religiously 🙏 AND A SECOND ONE IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH i’m so excited to see the dreamies again 🤧🤧 theyve been my ults for so long 💘 are you buying their new album ?? :o

#💌 : jayflrt love notes #🌻 anon

[johnismyreason]

deal with her part.3 // Alfie Solomons x Shelby Sister!Reader

Sorry it took me a while to write part. 3 but I’ve been soooo busy lately, it’s insane. Anyway, I hope that you’ll like it ! 

Words: 1.9K

Warnings: language, none, bad English because I’m French. 

FEEDBACKS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME / TELL ME IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED NEXT TIME :) 

PART 1 / PART 2 / MASTERLIST

“You and Alfie”. he spits in a low voice. Your heart drops and your eyes open wide. This meeting will take longer than you had plan.

Shit. You thought for yourself. How the hell did he know ? Did he follow you ? Did one of the peaky boys follow you on his order ? You can’t believe he would has done something like this, to you. You’re speechless and don’t know what to respond. How are you going to get out of this ?

“What do you mean ?” is the only thing you find to say.

“Cut the bullshit, Y/N. I saw you and that piece of crap last night.” he wants to yell but he heard people coming in the bet shop.

“You followed me ?!”

“Fuck yeah I did ! That’s not the problem, Y/N”

“Yes it fucking is, Thomas ! Gosh ! I can’t believe you did that !” you throw your hands in the air in disappointment, starting to walk in circles.

“Y/N, Y/N” he repeats trying to catch your attention. “I saw you kissing him”. He now definitely has your attention. You turn around to face him. You are boiling. He followed you all night long. The one date you had in forever was ruined by your older brother.

“You know what ? Fuck that.” you say calmly. He straightens up, sighing. “Fuck the peaky blinders, fuck this business, fuck this family, and fuck you.” He blinks a few times. “Yeah, Tommy. Fuck you. Fuck you for wanting to ruin the only good thing in my life right now. For being so overprotective towards me it becomes fucking ridiculous. For choosing me a life I don’t want. For never telling me a thing about your life but you find it normal for you to interfere in mine. For not allowing me to fucking exist.” you walk closer towards him as you recite your monologue, an accusing finger pointing at him. “Fuck you” you conclude, your finger crashing on his chest. You look at each other in his eyes both furious, but not for the same reasons. You were furious at him because he intruded in your private life. He was furious at him because you lied to him. You walk past him to get out of the bet shop.

“Y/N where’re you going ?” he sighs, tired of fighting you. You don’t even respond. You slam the door behind you and walk away.

You are boiling. You just can’t believe your own brother spied on you, the only night you had a proper date. No, actually, you’re not even surprised. Tommy thinks he has everyone’s life in his hand and can do everything he wants with it, in order to make his different businesses flourish. You remember what he did to John: poor boy wanted to marry Lizzie and instead he married a stranger the day he met her. They’re lucky they fell in love with each other the moment their eyes met but still, that was the worst thing Tommy has ever done. You didn’t want to come to the wedding in the first place, but you wanted to be here for John.

You are mumbling things, looking like crazy, people step away from you on the street when they pass you. You don’t really know of where you’re heading, letting your feet think for you. You find yourself in front of a door you barely know but means so much to you. You knock on it and a tall man opened.

“I want to see Alfie” you order him.

“Who the fuck are you ?” he despises you.

“Just call him” you sound way too threatening for your small stature, forcing him to execute your command.

“Wait here” you roll your eyes but do as he says. You walk in circles in the courtyard, trying to figure everything that is going on. You are so lost in your thoughts you don’t hear Alfie calling you.

“Y/N ?” he asks a little louder resting one hand on your shoulder to catch your attention. You flinch at the sound and contact, turning to him. “Are you alr-” you don’t let me finish his question when you grab his face and kiss him. He’s a little caught out of guard but finally relaxes and wraps his arms around you.

When he breaks the kiss, he moves his hands to cup your cheek so he can see your eyes. “Oi, what’s going on, love ?”. You try to hide the premises of tears in your eyes by closing them.

“Tommy” is the only word you manage to say. “Tommy knows… about us, about yesterday”. Alfie blinks a few processing what you just said.

“What ? How ?”

“I-...” you can’t respond because of the knot in your throat and just fall in his arms.

“Ok, alright, love, let’s just get inside so I can prepare you a cup of tea, ey ?” you nod in respond and he kisses the top of your head before leading you inside. He closes the door of his office after sitting you on a chair. He orders one of his man to bring some tea and whisky. He then kneels to your level and brings a tissue to your face to wipe your tears away. “Ok sweetie, why don’t you just tell what happened ?” he asks in the softest voice you ever heard.

“I was supposed to meet him this morning, and-... and he just asked me about you and I, like that out of the blue, not even saying ‘hello’ or anything… He knew I was going out, so he spied on me, and saw everything. Even our kiss…” your voice trembles between your sobs and you can’t look Alfie in his eyes. “I fucking hate him, Alfie” you sob in a whisper.

“Don’t say that, love,” he sticks a strand of your hair behind your ear to get a better look at you. “Yes it’s totally a bitch move but… When you have a person like you in your life, you’re ready to do anything to protect them. Don’t be too harsh on him” he consoles you.

“How can you not be fucking angry at him ?” you demand between gritted teeth. He caresses your cheek and smiles gently.

“He’s not my family. Listen, he went to far last night, I get it. But I know what family means to that lil’ fucker of your brother” it makes you chuckle. “And I know how mad he can turn if his family is in danger. Boy is so tiny but scares the shit out of me”, again you laugh.

Hearing  your laugh brings light and joy to Alfie and he swears internally to God, that he will make sure to hear that sound everyday of his life. “You should go see him, and forgive him”. You look up to him wondering if he was serious. He nods lightly his head confirming what he just said.

“Only if you come with me” you say, straight face. Alfie coughs a laugh, thinking you are joking. The look on your face clearly tells the contrary.

“No.” he rises and you follow his move. “No, no, no, no, no. No fucking way”

“Alfie, here’s your tea” interrupts the poor man who was in charge of the tea.

“Get the fuck out here !” Alfie barks back. The door quickly closes after that.

“Please, Alfie ! I don’t want to face him alone. Plus, if he sees us together maybe he will understand better” you plead him.

“Absolutely fucking not Y/N ! It’s your family, your business.” he turns around so he can’t see your face anymore, both of his hands resting on his hips. You walk closer to him and wrap your arms around him.

“He’s your family too now. I know that you and I is very -very- fresh, but we both know that it’s different from anything we knew before.” he sighs, hating the fact that you’re right. You tiptoe to rest your chin on his broad shoulder. “Do it for me” you beg him softly. Somehow you knew that this simple sentence will convince him to come with you.

He breathes in loudly and turn back to you, cuping your now dry cheeks “Fine. He better not kill me” he half jokes. You interlace your arms around his neck with the biggest smile on your face before kissing him again and again. He laughs at your childishness. “God the things I wouldn’t do for you…” Alfie kisses the tip of your nose before stepping back. “Where the fuck is that tea !?” You chuckle.

When you finish your tea, you put your coat back on to leave Alfie’s office.

“Where’re going, sweetie ?” he asks

You look at him genuinely confused “Um, well, to see Tommy, with you… like we just said”

“Oh shit, you meant now ?” he answers wide eyes “Nah, nah, I thought, like maybe… one day”

“One day ? What do you mean ? That could be in a year !”

“Then what would be the matter ?” he replies a grin on his face. You puff in shock.

“The matter would be that I refuse to live without my brother for over a year ! You said ‘one day’ uh ? Well that day is today.” you rest your fists on your hips, giving him a hard look.

“What’s the rush ? We’ve got plenty of time !” he said in a defensive tone.

“Ok, fine. You don’t come with me now, we don’t see each other till you decide it’s the right time. Good day, baby” you turn your heels and head for the door but Alfie cuts you off.

“Fine !” he sighs. You grin, content you won. He sees it and shakes his head. “Gosh, are you always that stubborn ?”

“You signed for your nightmare, with me.” you delicately kiss him on his lips, teasing him slightly.

“I fucking did, yeah” he jokes in a low voice, your faces a few inches apart. You chuckle and give him his coat. “Come on, we can have a nice lunch after that”, you offer.

“Only if I’m still alive” Alfie replies putting his coat on.

“Well, if you’re dead, I’ll just have lunch with someone else” you fix his collar before dragging him outside.

On your way to the bet shop, you gave Alfie a full list of things he shouldn’t say. “Don’t joke about him, or me, or us. Don’t talk about the family, neither. Don’t tell him that you like me. No pet name like love, honey, baby...”

“‘Right, so basically you don’t want me to talk” he concludes as he stops walking.

“Exactly.” Alfie rolls his eyes and he starts walking again when you pull him by the hand.

You both arrive at the betting shop. When you pass the door, everything was silent. You frown thinking it shouldn’t be that way. Normally, there are a lot of clients who are shouting the names of the horse they’re betting on, and how much money they want to put. But right now, the room is empty, and your family is nowhere to be seen.

“Business is going well, I see.” Alfie teases.

“Where is everyone ?” you question yourself.

Suddenly, you hear footsteps at the end of the long hallway, where Tommy's office is. They're heavy, determined, almost angry. The noise gets louder as he gets closer. Thomas. His fists are clenched, moving in sync with his body. Tommy stops and points his gun at Alfie.

“This already isn’t starting so well, innit ?” Alfie jokes, his accent thicker than before.

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[slyshyfoxy]

Hello,

It’s me I think I’ll just do a dumping here on why like I should move on and not wait on cl anymore like maybe letting go of people and things not my type of tea but I’ll just write the reasons why, basically like first of all, like I think we are incompatible as friends and lovers as she is more indoor sy and I’m more outdoorsy and she can’t compromise and she doesn’t even like me in the way I like her. I know we can compensate and all but I don’t see a reason I should be, the relationship is quite toxic in a sense and ya I’m definitely falling in love if I continue to be in it because of the way she’s talks.

Honestly like it’s been a few days already and I have been there quite a lot of times alr, I think I know what to do which is to stay in the present, hang out w new current friends more and focus on my studies and myself as I said. Like just focus 🧘‍♀️ on studying and getting things right like focus on ur studies and ya no peer pressure, don’t watch and talk about love anymore for ppl who are talking about it just don’t talk to them bah, hard to avoid but just don’t care and keep telling yourself don’t think and only think of ur studies.

Don’t think just do it.

Tomorrow I’ll complete all the maths topic and start on physics asap if not there won’t be enough time and I’m scared that I’ll fail my maths rip ;( 🪦, just rmb the times like nobody was there for u, u were strong , studying insurance all by your own rmb? Demons fought? And conquered my dear. What makes u think that u can’t do this through again?

I said to stay single till end of 2021 and I promise myself that and I’ll do that for myself understand?

With time and effort, everything changes, don’t worry so much anymore just focus on yourself ❤️.

Today is such a windy day tho, like outside is windy as hell, honestly I am actually looking forward to more new friendships that I can built with people like solid ones.

Actually today was fine, like I managed to study one topic and I wanted to study like even more so I can clear the topics by today. And I think I could is just that I was lazy and I couldn’t pick the momentum back up because of just a little incident. I think like I have gotten quite spiritually tho ngl, like my vibez can be higher than others and I can feel others energy I think best is I need to clear it out clear the energy out sometimes.

I need to continue to built myself ya? End with happy note you know? ❤️🧘‍♀️ self love is the greatest form of love, ok I know u are scared like what if she appears infront of u or in class but just don’t care uh? Like treat her as a normal friend ya? Like ntg have ever happened then it’ll be okay already? Superficial? Yes superficial ya HAHAHAH 🗿…. Maybe tmr u can join them to study too. ( kris, Thomas and Marcus , they seems like a ok batch tbh , they are open to be good friends also Ma, no wrong to confine in them right? ) .

Anws tomorrow I’ll finish up maths entirely and physics entirely too. Jiayous jenny, u survive the worst? This is ntg? Time to push ur limits hello? Fuck everyone?

- 23 oct 21

[taelaxies]

Deeper

‘Are you f*cking my sister like you f*cked me?’ Summary: Your little sister introduces her new boyfriend to the family. But you already knew him. Very well. 

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader. Genre: Angst. Warnings: Mature language | Mentions of sex. 

A/N: So I was working on a Jungkook fic I’m writing, but suddenly my mind was like No girl, not today, and came up with this Taehyung oneshot. Sorry not sorry. Words: +2k.

Your sister finally introduced her new boyfriend to the family.

You found amusing how the bad boy you used to know, was now looking like a kind puppy sitting in front of you in your own house. It was not because of you, or course- It was because your father was scrutinizing him from the opposite side of the table.

The only thing you had to do, was saying the words ‘are you fucking my sister like you fucked me?’ in front of your dad, and Kim Taehyung would be gone and everything would turn out ‘fine’. The tragedy was, that if you did that your little sister would never forgive you. Lin always had a crush on him and that’s why you did not tell her what happened six months ago between the two of you.

You took a sip from your glass of water and focused on eating the dinner your mother had cooked for the special occasion. “Taehyung is in your class, Y/N? You didn’t say anything.” She asked genuinely curious, with a kind smile on her face.

You swallowed the food and shrugged, “There’s not much to say.” Taehyung glared at you from his seat and you added, “I’m sure my sister knows him… deeper than I do.”

An awkward laugh escaped from Lin and she nodded, “Tae said that Y/N once helped him with a school project, right?”

“She helped me - a lot. Y/N knows how it’s done,” he glanced at you, knowing what he was doing. There was no school project. He looked at your parents showing off his cute boxy shape grin, “she’s a great student.”

“Yeah you needed a lot of help. I always try to help students with low grades, it’s important for college.”

Taehyung’s grin disappeared and his tongue darted out, licking his lips. “The thing is that Y/N is really good with her hands.”

He watched you choke on the water you were drinking and kept talking, “She made this sculpture for art class, and the professor congratulated her in front of all of us.” he lied.

“Well, well.” Lin grabbed his arm and pouted, “Let’s stop talking about how good Y/N is and let’s talk about how good we look together.”

You wanted to get out of there.

You remained silent for the rest of the dinner, stuffing your mouth with food and keeping your eyes down on your plate.

That next Monday, you could not figure out what were you doing leaning against the wall, waiting for the basketball practice to finish. Your eyes followed his tall sweaty figure and admired the way his headband held his brown hair away from his face. A smug smirk spread on his lips when he noticed you there, with your arms folded on your chest and your eyebrows knitted.

The coach blew the whistle and it was over. Taehyung waved his hand saying bye to the other boys and grabbed a towel, pressing it against his face as he walked towards you. “Enjoying the view?”

“Is this a new game you’re playing? Because you should leave my little sister out of it.”

“This is not a game” he stated, throwing the towel on his shoulder and stepping closer to you.

“You mocked me sitting in my kitchen in front of my own parents with your new girlfriend next to you.” You spitted every word on his face, getting dangerously closer. His sweat mixed with cologne filled your nostrils and you decided to press yourself against the wall again, keeping a safe distance.

“You were the one who started.”

“Stay away from her, she might have believed your bullshit but I don’t. You have a different girl every week, and my sister won’t be one of them.”

You realized you two were alone in the gym when he pressed you against the wall, with his arms locked on the sides of your head. “You think you are ‘one of them’?”

“I’m not one of them, those girls would do whatever you want. I don’t like you. That night I was drunk and confused.”

“But I wasn’t drunk” he grunted, stepping away from you before turning around and leaving.

You stood there and rubbed your face with your hands, feeling how hot your cheeks were. What was he doing? What did that mean?

“What are you doing here?” Lin’s voice echoed in the empty basketball court. Her eyes scanned the place and a heavy sigh left her mouth when she found no one but you.

“The practice ended minutes ago.” you muttered.

“I see. Were you waiting for someone?”

“No, I’m just leaving.” You shooked your head and made your way towards the exit.

“Hey, Y/N! Wait.” She grabbed the sleeve of your shirt and stopped you. “I’ve been invited to a party this Friday, would you lend me your red dress?”

“Yeah, sure.”

She squealed with excitement, “You’re the best.”

Yeah, you were the best. The best liar.

Taehyung spent every afternoon in your house that week. Your parents loved that kind facade he offered with his handsome face.

He completely ignored you, and you ignored him. You catched your sister kissing him when your parents weren’t looking, and you found yourself staring at his jaw and how it moved up and down. You remember how his hands felt buried in your hair as you watched him do the same with Lin. What was wrong with you?

Jin invited you to the same party your sister was planning to go. You felt bad when you saw his sad eyes when you rejected his invitation. He never said anything but you knew he liked you, so you invented an excuse: “I’d love to go with you Jin, but I really have to study.” You were the best student of your class, so it was not hard to believe that your plan for a Friday night was staying at home with a book in front of your face.

However, like everything in your life since that family dinner, your plan was ruined when your phone rang.

It was 3 AM, and your hand explored the surface of your night table until your fingertips found the vibrating phone. Your eyes squinted when you read the name on the screen and accepted the call.

“Y/N?”

“Jin, what’s going on?”

“It’s your sister. I think you should come here.”

He did not have to tell you twice. Your parents were asleep, and that was how they should stay. You kept quiet while you looked for the keys and exited your house with your pijamas on. Luckily for you, the party was at a house not far from yours.

Just a few blocks with your parents’ car and you were there, hearing the loud music and the screams in the middle of the night.

As you enter the house, the faces (drunk and sober) turned to you - but you were only hoping to find your sister or Jin. You did find him, he had his back pressed against a door that looked like it was the bathroom’s.

“Finally” he muttered when he saw you.

“Is she in there?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “She’s very drunk. She said she wouldn’t unlock the door if you weren’t here.”

You stepped closer to the door and spoke loudly against it. “Lin! It’s Y/N! C’ mon, let’s get you home!”

The door didn’t open at first, and you were about knock when your sister’s crying face peered through it. She barely could stand on her feet, she was holding on to the door since it was the only way she could keep her body straight. Your red dress was soaked in alcohol and her hair was a mess. “You bitch!” She yelled pointing a finger at you. “It’s- you- fault!”

You hardly understood what she was trying to say between her sobs, but you knew that your sister was in that state because of him. Kim Taehyung.

Lin tried to walk in your direction but failed and fell, fortunately, in Jin’s arms.

“Get her in the car.” You told him and he nodded.

Your blood boiled under your skin as your eyes looked desperately for that annoying beautiful face that caused all this disaster. But he was not there.

You checked the bedrooms upstairs and interrupted a couple having sex in one of them, but there was no signs of Taehyung.

You decided to take care of that problem later, and focus on helping your sister now.

When you arrived, she had fallen asleep at the back of the car, and Jin was waiting for you with his hands in the pockets of his jacket. You thanked him for everything and he offered his help to get your sister out of the car later, but you told him you could take care of it.

And you did, sighing with relief when her sleeping figure was finally on her bed, in the safety of your house.

It was 4:30 AM when her phone rang this time. You took it from her purse and you were about to turn it off when you saw it. The message.

Tae Tae (4:30 AM)

I’m outside your house, r u ok? 

You thanked God for your parents and their deep sleep when you rushed out of the house, and met a tall man wearing a grey hoodie standing on the street.

“Is Lin alr-”

The palm of your hand crashed against his cheek, leaving a red mark on his face. “What the hell were you thinking?! What did you tell her!?”

He gulped and caressed his reddened cheek with his hand. “I told her the truth,” his voice sounded deeper than usual, “It was before the party. She went inside and I went home. Namjoon called me saying he saw you and Jin carrying her totally wast-”

“What did you tell her, Taehyung?”

You knew. He told her what you two had done. You could read it in his sorry eyes.  “I told her that the only reason I dated her was because I wanted to be close to you.”

Tears started to blur your sight and you shooked your head no, “You are so full of bullshit,” you sobbed.

“I can’t get you out of my head since that night, Y/N. And you acted like I was nothing to you after that and I-”

“And you thought that fucking my sister would make me love you or something?”

“I haven’t fucked your sister, I haven’t fucked any of that girls I dated since you! It’s just… you kept ignoring me, and I was going crazy about you.” He confessed.

He sounded desperate. He cupped your face with his hands and gave you a meaningful look. “Listen, I didn’t know she would react like this and I’m so sorry.” Taehyung pressed his forehead against yours, “I’m so sorry, I’m an idiot.”

“You are.” you cried.

“Please, I just want to be close to you.” He whispered. “Please. I’ll do anything. Please.”

 You could not forgive him, even though that night your heart was beating like crazy in your chest.

Your sister pretended that Taehyung did not exist. She told you you were right, he was a jerk that played with a different girl every week. She forgave you, treating you like another one of his ‘victims’ and in no time, she was her usual self and she was crushing on another boy from her class.

But for you, Taehyung existed now.

You watched him running towards you after his practice, with his sweaty hair on his face.

“You came!” He smiled, panting for breath and pressing the towel on his forehead.

Since that messy night, Kim Taehyung was determined to make you forgive him. He stopped seeing girls, even though girls kept throwing themselves at him. His grades were better and his main focus was in basketball.

“I’m here.” You sighed.

His grin made his face look like a five-year-old boy and your heart melted.

“So…” he studied your face and picked his words carefully, “does this mean I can finally take you to a date? I’ve been working hard this last month.”

“You have.” You agreed, taking a step closer. He pouted in front of you and you chuckled, “Yes, you can take me to a date now,” you bit your lip and wrapped your arms around his neck.  “I think we should talk and get to know each other… deeper.”

“Fuck, don’t say it like that. I might try to kiss you”

“You should try harder.”

“You asked for it.”

His lips slammed against yours and your back hit the wall. You ran your fingers through his soft hair and it felt just like you remembered. You felt his tongue in your mouth and moaned quietly causing him to smile into the kiss. “You are such a tease, Y/N. Another moan like that and I won’t make it to that date.”

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[threeracha]

in honor of earth day tomorrow, who are your top 10 closest human friends (both irl and mutuals combined) and how have they inspired you??? 🌎💕🤧

IN HONOR OF EARTH DAY LDFMSOF OMG thank u for sending this ;_____;

hHH ok ok ok i totally got emo during this but like ig im more emo than i thought 🤑✊🏻im literally that one dude crying but posing still 😩

1. my IRL BEST FRIEND is my fav person ever she’s like the only irl i have that actually wants to keep in contact w me like forever 😩 legit in 7th grade she told me she had a dream she died and was crying bc she wasn’t sure if we’d be in the afterlife together LFMAOFOAOOFO we have out entire lives planned like if our s/o’s don’t comply they’re canned, no exceptions :// i think she inspires me to be me bc she’s the only person im comfortable being myself w :( but she also inspires me to not get into a relationship bc she’s super soft and doesn’t know how to take a firm stand on anything LMFAOOO im Boutta save her from The Monster that is her bf dwdwdw *sideeyes* jk im also weak how do i handle This

2. ariane : one of my longest w1 mutuals

3. rissa : she’s so nice and says good morning Everyday even tho i die off for literal Weeks ;;;; idk what i did to deserve a sunshine even tho im the only person she ever roasts it’s?? totally fine she inspires me to be nice n cherish friends n roast them w love :(

3. tina : like one of my og wives 💓💞💖💕tina is super soft like SUPER soft n inspires me to be down-to-earth, she definitely is one to emphasize self-care nd i rlly like that ✨

4. mae ; other half of the og wives😩 mae is so strong :( like she may deal w the Biggest problems in her everyday life but is still? always being a sunshine :((((((( if only i could not cry as often abt deffo less traumatic experiences LFMODSF

5. aurora : my coldhearted mother that actually is super tsun :( she’s super blunt and straight to hte point like a very No Bullshit Zone w aurora which is scary but also admirable in terms of getting things to be done the way i want,,, i just gotta channel my inner aurora :””””)

6. one of my closest friends in school (bc my bff and i live like an hr away from each other :/) is my rIDE OR DIE nd my school bff!! ;; she deffo has like Everything in life stacked against her but she works so hard in school and like actual work which i could Never do nd it’s super inspiring for me to think about all she has to do keep up in life whereas i don’t have to and still complain abt stuff a lot ;;; SLDFJLSKJF wow im getting emo abt my friends rn tbh LAHAHHAHHA

7. idek if this is lameass but my mother is one of my best friends? LFMAOFOOA she and i spend one day a week together w/ just the two of us nd sometimes im like :/// abt it but ik she just wants the best for me by taking a break from school nd all that and like tbh i dont think i’ll be a mom when i’m older but she’s a gr8 mom and is prob the biggest reason for me to want to work w kids when im older :”””)

8. karen!!!! y’all prob alr kno how much i love karen :( i’ve honestly never met ANYBODY so nice like karen cares so much about people i really wanna be like her one day like :(((((((((((((( i’m really reserved honestly so i have a hard time approaching ppl but i love how karen wants to get to know ppl nd to make sure they’re doing well  ;;;

9. allison is like one of my longest mutuals ever ;;;;; nd like even tho allison seemingly denies my Love :( she’s one of my fav ppl ever ;;n;; she always helps me out bc im literally so dumb nd i want to be as accomplished n intelligent one day 😩

10. omfg i want to include like every mutual i’ve ever talked to like i probably have died from our convo but trUST ME LSKDJFLKSDF D IF WE”VE ACTUALLY TALKED THEN IM totally comfortable n feel close to u alr ;;; ✨💌😌💗💘💞💓💒like honestly i have such a hard time getting clsoe to ppl but the face that anyone approaches me makes me Greet w the openest of open arms,,,,

#asks #anon #THIS WAS SO CUTE OMFGLKFMKLGMFGJ #i legit have tears in my eyes now #mostly abt six and seven i wish i was able to show i'm grateful but its so awk for me im not like htat at all YIKEKEKEKKEKKEKEKEKEKEK

[kittykat-creations]

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"Mommy! Fly! Fly!"

"Yeah, that's a fly," Bella rolled her eyes, swatting the bug away. "Shoo."

"Shoo!" Marcella repeated, waving her hand.

"Ha! Good job, Marcella," Bella laughed. Marcella turned to see Ella climbing on the back of the couch and gasped happily.

"Sis'ah!" She exclaimed, pointing.

"Yup, that's sister," Bella said, standing up and lifting Ella off the couch. The toddler whined. "And she shouldn' be climbin' on the couch. Er the back'a the couch."

Stan entered the apartment, mail in his hand. He was staring at a postcard in shock.

"Somethin' wrong, Stan?" Bella asked.

"Ford... wants me to visit," Stan said, handing Bella the postcard. Written on it was 'PLEASE COME! -FORD' in large letters.

"Seems important," Bella said. "Are you goin'?"

"Well I'd like to, but I don't wanna leave you to take care'a Ella and Marcella by yourself," Stan said.

"So let us come with you," Bella reasoned. "I'd like ta talk ta Fidds. He hasn' been answerin' lately, an' I'm, kinda worried."

"You think we could take the twins along?" Stan asked. "It's a long drive."

"Keep 'em distracted, I... think we could," Bella nodded.

"Alright," Stan agreed. He smiled, kneeling down and hugging the twins. "You kiddos wanna visit your Uncle Ford?"

-----

Stan pushed the hotel door shut with his foot, carrying a sleeping Ella in his arms.

"Let's have them sleep on the couch," Bella whispered, holding Marcella, who was also asleep. The two of them laid the sisters down on the couch. They were already dressed in their pajamas, and had been asleep for hours. "Could ya go get my blankets, please? Ah'll stay in here with these two."

"Sure," Stan nodded and left the room. He soon returned with Bella's suitcase. He set it on the floor, pulling two smaller blankets out of the side pockets and wrapping the twins in them. Bella grabbed her own blankets and tossed them on the hotel bed. Her and Stan undressed and climbed into bed after turning off the lights.

"So why do ya think Ford... wants ya taaaa come up ta Gravity Falls?" Bella asked in a whisper.

"I have no idea," Stan murmured, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend. "Must be important, though, for him to want me to go all the way there. We haven't talked in ten years."

"Tha' alwa- that's always so sad to me," Bella frowned. "Maybe he wants ta make up."

"I hope so," Stan mumbled. "But somehow I doubt it."

-----

"Come on, arm through the sleeve," Bella said, putting Marcella's arm through the sleeve of her coat.

"Ella," Stan sighed in annoyance as the younger twin refused to cooperate. "Come on, you gotta wear the coat. It's cold."

"No!" Ella yelled. Eventually Stan was able to get the coat on the struggling toddler. Once he picked her up and held her out in the snow, she became distracted by said snow and stopped fidgeting.

"Ya've got the bag?" Bella asked, pulling her hood up and holding Marcella.

"Yeah," Stan nodded, lifting the strap of the baby bag over his shoulder. The family approached the front door, and Stan seemed to hesitate before knocking.

"Who is it?!" Ford yelled as he opened the door. "Have you come to steal my eyes?!"

A crossbow was aimed at them. Stan's arm was over Ella protectively and Bella had jumped backwards, pulling Marcella closer. Said toddler began crying.

"Well I can always count on you for a warm welcome," Stan deadpanned. Ford shook his head and looked between Stan and Bella in shock.

"What- Bella- what are you doing here?" Ford asked, pulling them inside. "Did anyone follow you?"

"Um, you called my boyfriend up, and Ah'm not takin' care'a two toddlers by myself," Bella rolled her eyes.

"And hello to you, too," Stan said sarcastically. Ford grabbed Stan and shone a mini flashlight in his eyes. "Ah!" Stan shoved him away. "What is this?!"

Ford shone the same flashlight in Bella's eyes. She blinked in confusion, but didn't shrink away from the light.

"Sorry, I just have to make sure you aren't..." Ford shook his head as he clicked the flashlight off. "Uh, it's nothing." He looked at Ella and Marcella, who both looked scared of him. "No, he wouldn't... Bella, you- Stan is your boyfriend?"

"Uh, yeah? Maybe if ya called every once in a while, ya'd know that," Bella grumbled.

"And... these two are...?"

"Jeez, you're denser than a brick, Ford," Stan rolled his eyes. "They're your nieces. Ella and Marcella."

"I... I have nieces?" Ford murmured. His look softened before going back to the way it was. "No. That doesn't matter right now." He pulled out a journal, leading Bella and Stan deeper into the house. "There isn't much time. I've made huge mistakes, and I don't know who I can trust anymore."

"Hey, uh, easy there," Stan frowned. "Let's talk this through, ok?"

"Stanley, I have something to show you," Ford said, shaking off the hand his brother had set on his shoulder. "Bella, could you wait up here, please?"

"Uh, sure," Bella frowned in confusion, taking Ella and the baby bag from Stan. "But-"

"Great. Stanley, follow me," Ford instructed, taking off down the hall.

"I guess I'll see you in a bit?" Stan said to Bella. He gave her a kiss before following his twin.

"Daddy!" Ella called, wiggling in Bella's hold.

"No, we're staying here, Ella," Bella said, setting the two girls on the floor. Marcella stayed by her mom, but Ella made to run down the hall. Bella grabbed her hand, leading her into the living room. Marcella climbed onto the couch, which was covered in clothes. "Yeesh, looks like Ford's cleanin' habits stuck with him.

"Mommy, Hun'er!" Ella requested, reaching for the bag.

"Alright, hold on," Bella said, digging through the bag. She pulled out a stuffed brown dog and handed it to the toddler. "There's Hunter. Now where could Fidds be?"

-----

Meanwhile, Stan and Ford were standing in the basement in front of a giant structure.

"There is nothing about this I understand," Stan said,

"It's a trans-universal gateway, a punched hole through a weak spot in our dimension," Ford explained. "I created it to unlock the mysteries of the universe. But it could just as easily be harnessed for terrible destruction. That's why I shut it down and hid my journals, which explained how to operate it. There's only one journal left. And you are the only person I can trust to take it." He handed a journal to Stan. The book was maroon and had a gold six-fingered hand cutout on the front. A black number 1 was in the center. "I have something to ask of you: you remember our plans to sail around the world on a boat?" Stan brightened and smiled at his brother. "Take this book, get on a boat, and sail as far away as you can! To the edge of the Earth! Bury it where no one can find it!"

Ford stood facing the portal with his back to Stan. Stan frowned in devastation before growling angrily.

"That's it?!" He yelled. "You finally wanna see me after ten years, and it's to tell me to get as far away from you as possible?!"

"Stanley, you don't understand what I'm up against!" Ford cried. "What I've been through!"

"You know what, Ford?! I don't give a shit!" Stan argued. "In case you haven't noticed, I've got a family! I can't just up and move across the country because you want me to! Do you know how hard it is to have two toddlers in a car for two days?! You have no idea what I've been through! I've been to jail in three different countries! I once had to chew my way out of the trunk of a car! You think you've got problems? Me and Bella are livin' in a one-bedroom apartment, Stanford. With two kids! Meanwhile, where have you been? Living it up in your fancy house in the woods! Selfishly hoarding your college money, because you only care about yourself!"

"I'm selfish?" Ford repeated. "I'm selfish, Stanley? How can you say that after COSTING ME MY DREAM SCHOOL?! I'm giving you a chance to do the first worthwhile thing in your life and you won't even listen!"

"Well listen to this!" Stan yelled. "You want me to get rid of this book? Fine, I'll get rid of it right now!"

He pulled out a lighter and lit it under the journal.

"No!" Ford cried, grabbing the book and trying to tug it out of Stan's hands. "You don't understand!"

Stan shoved Ford away.

"You said you wanted me to have it so I'll do what I want with it!" Stan snapped.

"My research!" Ford shouted. He tackled Stan, making him drop the journal. He ran for it, but Stan grabbed his ankle and tripped him. Stan grabbed the journal and ran off with Ford chasing after him. "Stanley, give it back!"

They ran into the control room and Ford shoved his brother against a panel of buttons.

"You want it back, you're gonna have to try harder than that!" Stan yelled. The portal crackled into life in the other room, but neither of them noticed. Ford got hold of the journal and Stan tried to pull it away. "You let me behind, you jerk! It was supposed to us forever, you made my life hell for six years!"

"You made your own life hell!" Ford snapped back, kicking Stan into a burning symbol on the side of the control panel. Stan screamed in pain and let go of the journal as the symbol was branded onto his back. He fell to the floor when Ford moved his foot. Ford stood up in a panic. "Stanley! Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! Are you alr-"

Stan suddenly punched Ford, causing him to stumble backwards and trip over a lever in the floor.

"Some brother you turned out to be," Stan growled. "You care more about your dumb mysteries than your family? Well then YOU CAN HAVE 'EM!"

He shoved the journal into Ford's chest, and he began floating towards the portal.

"Woah woah, hey, w-what's going on?" Stan worried. "Stanford-"

"Stanley! Stanley, help me!" Ford cried, looking in terror back at the portal.

"Oh no, what do I do?!" Stan cried.

"Stanley! Stanley, do something!" Ford begged. "STANLEY!"

He threw the journal at Stan right before he disappeared into the portal. A flash of white light filled the room, and when it cleared, Stan was laying on the floor.

"Stanford?"

Ford's glasses clattered to the ground.

"Stanford, come back!" Stan yelled desperately, running to the portal. "I-I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" He slammed his fists on the side of the portal, but it only shut off. Stan panicked and tried pulling the lever back and forth, but nothing happened. "I just got him back! I can't lose him again! Ah, come on! STANFORD!"

The name echoed around the room.

#gravity falls #mullet stan #stanley pines #bella mccreary #stanford pines #ella pines #marcella pines #the ella twins #the portal incident

[finding-the-i-blog]

I think I may be drowning...

Might want to grab some coffee... it's really long. ☹️ Ok- so I've been on a pretty steady decline over the last few weeks- I can feel it. I have been feeling it. I'm disconnecting from you, from the kids- from anyone that actually means anything to me. I have thrown myself into 'work' but it's just an excuse. I just don't want to face the truth: that I feel alone again. And of course my answer is to seclude myself- because I'm an incredibly logical person- as you know... I have made myself believe that everyone is tired of hearing how alone I feel or how needy I am. I am 150% sure you are sick of my whining and I am pretty sure if I keep pushing how I 'feel' you will tell me to suck it up and knock it off. Yes, I started, performed and completed that entire conversation without your input. Mostly because I make myself believe I know what you will say so why bother you with it. The truth is I don't know how to stop doing that. I have no idea how you can help even if you weren't totally sick of me and actually wanted to help. You ask me what you can do to make it better and I name some things that I've read are supposed to help- but the truth is I have no clue. I don't know how to be happy and I definitely don't know how to have anyone else help me to be happy. I just assume that one day one of those things I read will click. Just about everything I've ever told you I needed from you has been because it's supposed to help- not because I know that it will. I don't know what I need from you, because I don't know what's wrong. From a logical persons point of view (and I know because sometimes I'm not as clouded as I can get- sometimes I do see clearly and think like a 'normal' person) I know I should be happy. I have everything that should make a person happy. We- our life together- should make me happy. It should make us all happy. It should be enough. It should be more than enough. And yet... here I am. Unhappy to a point I question everything we do. Everything we say. Do you get tired of me? Have you given up already? How often do you wish I wasn't me? How often do my kids wish they had a different mother? When I was a kid I used to wish every day for someone to knock on my door and tell me that they were my real parents and I was stolen away but they loved me so much they tracked me down. I used to hope I would be taken away because I thought anywhere was better than where I was. I hated my dad- every single piece of him. I have wished that man were dead from the moment I figured out what death really meant. I hated my mother for letting everyone hurt us and not being strong enough to protect me. I hated her for choosing that man over me. I hated her for not believing me. For getting angry with me when her boyfriends hurt me. I hated her for leaving and never taking me with her. I would have went. Without a single hesitation- I would have went. I used to keep a go bag. Just a few clothes and a stuffed monkey that she gave me once. Just in case she came in the middle of the night and said I could leave with her. But she never came. She would come and go- when she was manic she would come back and I loved her. She would sing and dance with me. We made cookies and she taught me how to cook and sew. She taught me how to make my dads favorite dinner so he wouldn't be so angry when he'd had a bad day. She taught me how to take care of the girls and make sure the boys had clean clothes for school. She taught me how to do everything she was supposed to be doing. I didn't know it then, but she did it because she knew she wasn't going to stay. It wasn't long, a few weeks- maybe a few months if we were lucky. But eventually I would come home and the trailer would be trashed and she would be gone. She always took everything. She never left a single piece of her behind. Nothing for me to hold. Nothing for me to smell. No trace of her was left. It was like she was never there. Except for the mess. I'd imagine it was because when the feeling to run hit it hit hard and it hit fast. I know that feeling... all too well. It's like suddenly you can't breathe and you have to get out or you will suffocate. You have to make a change- a drastic change- or the entire world as you know it is going to explode. I know that sounds extreme, but that is exactly how it feels. And there I am, left to clean up the chaos before the other kids or my dad gets home. It's going to be hard enough on everyone finding out she's gone- they don't need to see the mess. I hate her for that. For always leaving me to clean up the mess. For making me have to be the bad guy- the one that has to break the news- over and over again. I hate always being the bad guy. I hate being the one that has to watch their faces crumble and try to find the words to make the crying stop. I hate them for just sitting back and letting me be the one. I hate them for knowing and never saying anything. I hate them for letting me suffer in their place and never acknowledging it. I hate them for having the audacity to be angry with me when we were finally free. I hate them for standing beside him and I hate them for not caring for me like I cared for them. I hate them for not loving me as much as I loved them. I hate them because I didn't have to do what I did. I didn't have to throw myself into the fire for them. I didn't have to kill myself over and over again for them. I didn't have to find ways to 'make him happy' so he wouldn't beat the boys for breaking the screen door. I didn't have to throw myself at him every night so he wouldn't go after the girls. I could have sat back and stayed quiet, just like they did. I could have let them all suffer so much more and me so much less. But I didn't. And I hate myself for that. I hate that I was so weak when it came to them. Their own mother walked in and out of their lives. Their own father ravaged their lives with terror and hell. Nobody cared. Why should I? So many people knew our 'secrets'. So many people played their part in our game. And nobody cared. So why didn't I just keep my head down like they did? Why didn't I just take my share and look the other way as they got theirs? What the fuck is wrong with me that I feel the need to take responsibility for shit that has nothing to do with me? To this day I feel the need to protect people that have done nothing but hurt me. To this day I feel some sort of responsibility for people that wouldn't lift a finger to save me if I were drowning. And now, I'm afraid that's just how I see everyone. I'm afraid that I have become so disenchanted with other people that I don't suspect anyone could help me, because I believe that they don't actually want to. I have this need inside me- a need to help other people. It goes so deep even I can't explain where it starts. Maybe the pit of my stomach- because that's where I feel it first. This burning sensation. I don't know if many- if any- other people have that feeling. And therefore their 'offer to help' is based on something more superficial. More of a 'what's in it for me' situation. That thought/knowledge makes it near impossible for me to accurately judge a persons sincerity when it comes to helping me. When you ask 'how can I help you' do you ask because it's what you are supposed to say? Or because the question has burned a hole into your very existence? Do you offer help because you need the person well so that you can be well? Or because the very thought of them being unwell will quite literally kill you? I hate myself because I can't fix myself. My entire life I have been the go-to. I have been the one with the answers. The one to make everything ok. And yet I can't do it for myself. Which then makes me wonder how many lives I have fucked up because I am a broken person giving broken advice. How much pain have I caused because they came to me, and I let them, because I was needed. And if the advice I gave WAS good then why doesn't it work on me? How many times do I have to repeat 'just take a deep breathe, these thoughts aren't real life. These thoughts aren't the truth' before I actually listen!? I hate myself for being so weak. I should be happy. I have the medication. I have the mantras. I have all the tools. So why the fuck am I still broken!? So many things contribute to our rollercoaster- and I try to take responsibility for my part. Albeit usually when it's too late... but I know my part. However, I often feel as though my problems become the sole focus/reason and therefore it becomes completely my fault. Which then perpetuates my anger. Which makes me withdraw even more. And so on and so on until we implode. Or explode as the case has been lately. Driving home the other day I thought everything was fine. I thought you understood it was a ridiculous situation (that I agree I could have handle MUCH differently and will do so in the future) but that it was just a crazy thing that happened and we were through it and on the way home, safe and a little wiser. And then suddenly I felt attacked. Out of nowhere I had made you angry and I didn't know why. I knew you were upset about the whole thing, but I had no clue you were that angry! And then I heard you slur your words. Right away I knew what I was coming home to. You do well to filter your words with me when you're sober. A task, I am finding out, that is incredibly demanding on you. But that filter disintegrates when you drink past a certain point. I have always known you were more straightforward than I am. You have a thought process and express it just as you see it whereas I have a tendency to take the other person's thoughts, feelings and reactions into account before carefully choosing my words. I have always known you played down to my emotional distress, but I truly had no idea it was such an agonizing venture for you. I have always wanted you to be more open, more lovey, more emotional with me. I didn't fully realize that you are. That this man I see is already far outside his own comfort zone. He is already being 'more'. I have always complained that you got mean when you drink- but perhaps that isn't the case. Perhaps that is why everyone else says they don't see what I see. I am starting to see that it isn't that you get mean, it's that you become you. Once that filter is gone what's left isn't another person. It's just natural, raw you. No holding back to save my feelings. No sugar-coating to avoid hurting me. Just unbridled and unrestrained you. It is in those moments that I fear your words, but respect your strength. It is at those times, as I'm trying to navigate the situation to guard my own feelings (often showing some form of false bravado in an attempt to make you believe I am your equal) that I wish I could be more like you. You are strong. You are everything I wish I could be- but only to an extent- I think... I never want to be so cold. My weakness manifests itself- sometimes physically. Sometimes I hate myself so much I can't imagine who could ever love me. Sometimes I hate myself so much it hurts. And I don't know what to do with that pain. It's too much. So... I try to put it all in one place. I have to focus. I'm afraid of losing control. But I am out here, whipping through space so quickly I can't catch my breathe. I am crawling through life at a frightening pace. Too slow to burst through the pain but with so much speed that I pass by, unnoticed. My mind runs a gauntlet every moment of every single day, and yet my body is trapped by theses walls. These walls, with the pictures of those hopeful faces. Those faces with so much happiness. Those faces that have begged me out of bed. Those faces that have watched me crumble and rise again only to fall further than before. I will ruin them. Just like she ruined me. And that is the one thing I fear most of all.

#trauma survivor #PTSD #anxiety #depression #mental illness