#nate's friends: he pays us to hang out with him

[jockbroski34]

How Things Used To Be

I wonder how long it took me to notice that there was something wrong with Nathan.  We had been best friends for years, ever since the 5th grade, and we always hung out together both in and out of school.  I was hoping things could’ve stayed like that this summer, but it seemed like fate had other plans.  Between family vacations and college prep, it seemed like he didn’t have time for me anymore.  And to make it worse, whenever he wasn’t doing that, he was hanging out with some other guys who I had never met, and he never even bothered to ask me if I wanted to come with.  I know people grow and change, but I didn’t want to see it happen to my own best friend.  On the bright side, we’re going to the same college, so I hope I can see him around.

And I did see him.  It was the third week of courses, once I was starting to get acquainted with campus life.  For once, I was actually being more social, trying to fill the gap that Nathan left.  I used this opportunity to start talking to people in my classes and I found that we had some similar interests.  I wish I could say the same for my roommate, but he mostly keeps to himself and we don’t have much in common.

Okay, back to Nathan.  I was walking back to the dorms after my last class, texting one of my classmates about the homework.  I was interrupted when I walked headfirst into another student.  I should’ve been paying more attention to my surroundings.  I looked up at the giant in front of me, probably 6’3”, before apologizing.

“James, is that you?”  the giant asked.  The voice sounded very familiar, yet at the same time, different.  I took a closer look at him.  “Long time no see, huh?”  I was surprised when I realized who it was.

“Nate?  Woah, what happened to you?”  I couldn’t believe that this person in front of me was my best friend.  This was not the same Nathan from three months ago during graduation.  He was always a bit taller than me, but he had to have grown at least 3 inches.  He used to wear glasses, but it seemed like he switched over to contacts.

In the warm August heat, he was wearing a tank top which revealed his newfound biceps for the whole world to see.  The tank top clung closely to his chest and I could see his newly-formed six-pack through the fabric.  He was wearing basketball shorts that were short enough that I could catch a glimpse of his thighs, which were just as big as his arms.  I never knew Nathan went to the gym, and if he did, he never told me.  But still, I couldn’t comprehend how he became so huge in just three months, which made me more curious about what he had been up to.  A backwards hat fit tightly atop his head with Greek letters on them.  Sigma Lambda Chi…  Had Nathan really joined a frat?  To be completely honest, he looked like he was cosplaying as a frat bro, a far cry from how I knew him.

“Like what you see, bro?”  James chuckled, as he flexed one of his arms.  He definitely never came across as a cocky showoff, but I was too distracted by his flexed bicep to notice.  I caught myself staring for a second too long, before feeling my face turn red hot.  Me and Nathan knew everything about each other, but there was one thing I never told him.  I was gay.  To tell you the truth, I had a crush on him, but I knew I could never tell him to preserve our friendship.  But now he looks even better, and he hasn’t made time for me at all.  Now he really felt out of my league.

“I’ve been working out a lot lately.  I’m glad you noticed.”  He still had his signature smile, but it looked out of place on his new body.  His face especially looked a lot more angular and masculine.  A visible tan glazed over his body like a fresh coat of paint.

“Daaamn!  You look great, dude!”  To be honest, I wasn’t sure how to feel talking to him again.  On one hand, I was happy to see him again, and, admittedly, a little surprised to see him like this.  On the other hand, he ditched me this whole summer to hang out with some other guys.  It felt so bittersweet.

“If there weren’t other people around, I’d let you…I mean uh, how have you been bro?  I know I’ve been busy a lot lately.  Sorry about that, dude.”  We told each other what we did over the summer, and wow, was his summer more interesting.

As we caught up, I learned more about what he has been up to.  Apparently, he joined a frat and he was hanging out with the guys there more and more.  He promised that he’d bring me to a party sometime, but I was hesitant because I’m not much of a party animal.  That lifestyle just isn’t for me.  He also said he was thinking about joining our school’s football team at the request of his roommate, which I found even more surprising because Nathan never played sports in high school.  I did track, but I was never that big into sports myself.  Our conversation was interrupted as another guy entered the scene.

“Yo, Nate!  Finally found you.  You seriously need to get better at texting me back, dude.  And who’s this dude?”  The guy was wearing the same hat as Nate, so I figured he was one of his frat bros.

“My bad, bro.  Brett, this is James.  We go way back.  James, this is Brett.  He’s my roommate.  We met over the summer and we’ve been hanging out since.”

“Alright, cool, bro,”  Brett responded, clearly impatient and indifferent towards me.  He dismissed me entirely, almost like I wasn’t worth his time.  “You still going to the gym with me or what?”

“Sorry, bro.  I just ran into him and we were catching up.”  Nathan responded.  “Hey, I gotta get going.  We should get food sometime.  Peace!”  I watched as Nathan and Brett walked away in the opposite direction of me towards the gym.  As they moved further away, I could hear Brett chastise him about something.  This is the guy that Nathan ditched me for?  I hope I’m wrong, but he seemed like kind of a dick.  I know I was jealous of him for taking up my best friend’s time, but I didn’t trust him.  As for me, I returned to the dorm to work on the assignment with my roommate.

The next time I saw Nate was that weekend, when I held up his promise to get something to eat.  I tried to ask him about it earlier in the week, but he was doing stuff at the frat all that time.  I was at least grateful that he took time out of his schedule for me for once.  He mentioned that he normally doesn’t hang out with anyone who wasn’t in the frat, almost like they were some exclusive bro clique that I was excluded from.  For once, it was good to hang out with him one-on-one without any of his frat bros getting in the way.  I expected things to be like how they were before, but I couldn’t be any more wrong.

It’s not that I disliked the new Nathan, but I felt like we didn’t have much common ground anymore.  It was like he was a completely different person.  He didn’t seem to care that much about our old interests anymore.  He didn’t have time for video games and he just wasn’t that interested in watching movies or photography anymore.  All he seemed to care about was working out all day and partying all night.  All he would talk about was some stupid stuff he or one of his bros did.

Plus, he told me he switched his major from mechanical engineering to be a personal trainer.  It seemed like he just became a total gym bro overnight.  The studious and witty Nathan that I loved kinda just seemed to be a stereotypical meathead now.  The worst part was that I knew that this was the same Nathan deep down, and he still treated me the same even if he was a lot busier.  I felt like maybe I was the problem since he was clearly still having a good time, and I wasn’t.  Why do I feel this way?

I felt my mood change as we talked.  Eventually, I figured it was time to cut off the conversation and return to the dorm, but Nathan definitely knew something was off.  He texted me later that evening, asking me if everything was alright.  To be honest, I wanted to make some lame excuse that I was feeling sick, but we’ve always been honest with each other, so I told him how I really felt.

Me: Nate, to be honest, I think I need some time away from you.  I don’t hate you or anything, but it feels like we’ve been growing apart and I feel like you’ve become a different person.  I feel like when I look at you, I don’t see the Nathan I’ve known for years, but someone else entirely.

I wanted to say more about how I felt about his new changes, but I didn’t want to escalate things.

Nathan: James, I’m sorry you feel that way about me.  I felt like we had a good time today.  I’ve grown and changed a lot recently, and I’ve realized a lot about myself, but I’m happy with who I am right now.  I know I’m spending a lot of time at the gym or with Brett or my other bros, but I still care about you deeply, bro.  You might be right though.  Hanging out with you isn’t the same as hanging with the guys at the frat.

Me: Do you honestly see yourself as just a frat boy?  You’re more than that.  You’re my best friend.  But now, you have more in common with the jocks from high school than the Nathan I knew.  It’s hard talking to you now since all you care about anymore are your gains and partying.  You’re nothing more than a meathead now.

Nathan: So that’s how you see me, bro?  The reason I had been avoiding you is because I knew that you wouldn’t like seeing me like this.  I guess I was right, bro.  But trust me, I’m happy like this.  I’m a lot more social than when I was when I was with you, and I’ve even become more in shape too.  I care about our friendship more than you can possibly imagine, but I guess this is for the best.  To be honest, I think it would be a lot of fun if you were here in the frat with me, but I know you wouldn’t say yes.

I didn’t bother responding.  I could never picture myself joining a frat.  I would never get along with his frat bro friends, especially Brett, who seemed to be the one he was closest with.  I still couldn’t believe Nate would choose him over me.  I wasn’t sure whether to feel angry, or sad, or disappointed towards him.  I felt like he was wasting his life partying when he should be studying.  To think this was the person I cared about more than anyone.  It was at this point that I figured I probably wouldn’t have my old friend back.  Or so I thought.

A couple weeks passed and I tried to move on from Nathan.  I always saw him on his story drinking and partying late into the night at the frat house or posting selfies at the gym.  He looked like he was fully embracing his new frat boy persona now.  If he didn’t still care about me, it would’ve felt like he was doing it out of spite.  As for me, I started to hang out with my classmates more and more, and there was even a guy I went on a date with.  It was a nice date and I did like the guy, but for some reason, the thought of Nathan lingered in my mind.  Even though I hated what he had become, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about him.  I couldn’t deny how much he turned me on.  Why was I still thirsting after a stupid fucking frat bro?  One afternoon, after I returned to my dorm, I received a text on my phone.  To my surprise, it was Nathan.

“Hey bro, can we talk?  There are some things I need to get off my chest.”

I didn’t know what he could possibly want with me now.  I suppose I can hear him out just so I can see what he wants.  I went over to his room further down the hall, and thankfully Brett was not here to ruin the moment.  Nate said that he was doing some preparations for some stuff at the frat.  When I asked, he didn’t specify what though.  It always feels like stuff at the frat is kept under wraps.

“Did you want a drink?”

“Sure.”

“Even if it’s beer?”  A mischievous grin appeared on his face.  Was he seriously offering me beer?  I knew that alcohol wasn’t allowed in the dorms, but clearly that rule didn’t faze him.  Obviously he knew how to get his hands on some drinks.  To be honest, I had never drank alcohol before, but I figured this would be the easiest way to try it before I turned 21.  Plus, it might alleviate the tension between us.  Either that or make us fight like two drunkards in a bar.

“Sure, why not.”  Nate went to get two bottles for us.  I took my first sip and was disgusted by the bitter taste of the beer.

“You don’t like it?  Neither did I at first,” Nate chuckled.  “After a while, you get used to it.”  Nate turned the TV on as we chatted.  I apologized about what I said about him last time we talked, but he said it was no big deal.  I felt like I was a little too harsh on him.  It could just be the alcohol, but I found that I got along with him better than I did weeks ago.  As we chatted, my body started to tingle.  Was this how it felt like to be drunk?

“Hey, Nate.  I feel kinda weird, but not like drunk weird.  Is this normal, bro?”  I asked.  By this point, we both had two drinks each.  I didn’t mind the taste of the beer the second time.

“Nah, you’re fine bro.”  Nate responded, with a smile on his face.  Compared to me, he appeared to be much more sober.  “It happens sometimes, especially when you’re not used to it.”  I figured he knew best, since he was the one drinking and partying all the time, so I ignored this foreign feeling rushing through my body.  I felt as if my body was overheating as I felt my arms and legs throb and pulsate.  Sweat was leaking off my armpits and down my forehead.  There was part of me that knew that something was off, but it was drowned out by the alcohol.  As I took another sip, I felt my arm spasm as I accidentally spilled some beer onto my shirt.  Shit, I wasn’t expecting to do laundry later.

“Damn bro, you made a mess.  You alright?  Do you wanna change your shirt?”  Nate asked.  I nodded and he quickly went to his room to pick out something for me.  It wasn’t the first time I had to wear his clothes.  “Sorry about that, bro.  First thing I found.  Hope it fits you.”  It was a stringer tank with Sigma Lambda Chi on it.  I bet Nate looked like a walking symbol of the frat wearing that stuff.  For some reason, the idea was kinda amusing to me because it seemed so over the top.  I wondered how I would look dressed up like that.  I’d probably look really stupid.

I stripped out of my wet shirt and changed right in front of him.  I caught a whiff from my armpits, and I thought I smelled like a sweaty gym bro.  The tank appeared to be a size up and it hung loosely on me.  Still, it was better than nothing I guess.  Despite that, it had a nice familiar smell to it though.  It smelled like Nathan, but at the same time, it had a different flavor to it.  He smelled a lot more manly than I remembered.  I bet he wore it to the gym often.

Eventually, after my third drink, I went to go to the bathroom.  My body was starting to ache, like I had just done a workout with Nate earlier.  Workout…Was that what happened earlier?  …I think so?  Did we work out after class and come back to his place for some brewskis?  For some reason, the events of today felt incredibly fuzzy to me.  I was starting to forget the reason I was here in the first place.

I clumsily stumbled over my feet which looked bigger than usual.  After I took a piss, I looked at myself in the mirror.  Something was off, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.  I didn’t always look that big, right?  From a first glance, it looked like I was looking through one of those distorted mirrors they have at amusement parks.  I had to have been really drunk at this point.  I chuckled at the figure in front of me.  At this point, I almost looked like one of those frat bros!  I decided to flex my arms like they would, oblivious to the fact that they already grew just a little bit, before joining Nate on the couch.

“There you are, big man!”  he said as he squeezed my muscles.  I have been working out recently, I think.  “I thought you passed out in there.  Most guys don’t last that long for their first time, but you look good enough for another brewski.”

After downing our fourth drinks, the conversation took a different turn.

“Yo, James.  I knew you said you weren’t too big on the idea of joining our frat last time we chatted, but how do you feel now, having thought things over?”

I remembered our last conversation.  Honestly, I was so drunk that I didn’t remember why I turned him down in the first place.  The idea that seemed unappealing to me at the time seemed like it was perfect for me at this moment.  I didn’t even understand why I would be so reluctant to join.  I needed to join more than anything else.  I would do anything to join, even if I had to completely humiliate myself in front of my fellow bros.  At this point, nothing was too extreme for me.  The fact that Nate was in it was enough reason to join, so we could hang out more like we used to.  Plus, I could get to hang out with all my other bros and drink and party whenever we want.

“I’ve given it some thought, and yeah bro, I’ll join,”  my voice slurred as my mouth moved before my mind could.  I had committed at this point.  No backing out now.  I’m a member of Sigma Lambda Chi for life.

“Sweet, bro!”  He grabbed me on my far shoulder and pulled me close.  “I’m glad you said yes, because I have a surprise for you.  Close your eyes, bro.”

I closed my eyes as Nate went into his room to grab something.  Did I actually agree to join his frat?  I’m not sure what’s going on with me today.  When he came back, I felt Nate press on my head as his “surprise” fit tight around it.  “You can open them now.”

I realized I was wearing the same hat that Nate always wore, with his frat’s letters printed on it.  “We’re gonna be matching now, bro.  Isn’t that awesome?  I know you’re gonna want to wear it whenever and wherever.  But you’re wearing it wrong.  Let me fix it for you, dude.”  He turned the brim around so it faced my back.  As my hat turned backwards, I felt my mind fog up and any tension or brain activity screech to a halt.  I was unable to realize what I signed myself up for, unable to protest.  My conscious mind was drowned out by the alcohol and this hat was like a lock, sealing it away.  Not that I was against this, as a wave of pleasure surged through me.  I felt my mind slow down, almost as if it was stuck in molasses, as my thoughts began to simplify. It felt good though...

I would follow the example of my fellow brothers.  Look like them, think like them, act like them.  Almost like a hivemind of bros, you know, bro?  By this point, the changes were irreversible.  Nate had turned me into another frat bro just like him.

“Everything worked out as planned, bro.  You see, when you, my own best bro, told me you didn’t want to join the frat with me, I was actually really hurt.  So I talked to Brett, and had him “work his magic”, to help me do to you what he did to me.  I don’t like to lie to you, but it’s a frat secret, so now you get to know bro.  Like I said, it’s a secret, so don’t talk about this with anyone.”

“Don’t worry about it bro.  It’s all…uh…

Fuck dude, what’s the word…water under the bridge?  Huhuhu…”  I really had to think about that one.  I found it harder to articulate and use complex words, as I mainly just spoke in bro-speak.  To be honest, I wasn’t really that upset that he lied to me.  He did what he had to as a member of the frat.  I never stayed mad at one of my bros for very long.

“Now we get to be brothers for life,” he said as he gave me a big bro hug.  We clung to each other like two giant masses of muscle.  My huge biceps wrapped around his firm back as his did for me.  Afterwards, he handed me my fifth drink and we cheered to me joining Sigma Lambda Chi.  He laid down all of the rules, what everything was like, telling me about the coolest guys there, and so on.  He said he’d bring me to the frat house and introduce me to everyone tomorrow.  “They’re gonna love you for sure, bro.  I’ve got an eye for cool bros like you.”

As it got later, and we moved on to drink numero 6, I felt myself get very tired as we both passed out on his couch.  I woke up a couple hours later, and I looked out the window to see a pitch black sky.  Shit, it was almost 10 PM and I had to turn in my assignment at midnight.  But for some reason, I didn’t really care right now.  I didn’t mind turning in assignments late as long as the teacher still gave me credit.  I felt no different from the way I was a couple hours ago, just another Sigma Lambda Chi frat bro, but I liked it.  It felt right to me.  It was where I, no, where we belonged.

I looked down.  Nate’s tank hung tightly to me now.  It took me a second to notice my arms…Holy shit, they were fucking huge!  I looked awesome, bro.  As I admired my new body, Nate was still asleep, his hand on my meaty thigh.  Just above that, my dick throbbed through my pants.  Fuck, I was so horny for some reason.  Eventually, Nate slowly regained consciousness.

“I usually don’t drink this much on a school day,” Nate said, still a little hungover as he rubbed his eyes.  We sat in silence for about a minute before he spoke again.  “By the way, there was another reason I invited you over.  There’s something that’s been on my chest for a while.”

“Go ahead, bro.  I can take it,”  I responded confidently.  My voice sounded deeper and more bro-like than usual, just like him.

“Here goes, dude.  I think I like you, bro.  Not like you, but I think I like like you.  I know it’s hella gay, but I couldn’t stand to see you be so cold to me.  That’s why I had to make you a bro like me.  I’m sure you’ll love it here, bro.  And hey, if you’re not gay, that’s cool.  We can forget this shit ever happened and go back to being bros for life.”

At first, I honestly thought I was still dreaming.  First, he turned me into a frat boy, and now, he was confessing his feelings to me?  How crazier could this night get?  For all my life, I thought he was straight.  I remembered being glad when he broke up with his girlfriend two years back.  I couldn’t stand her.  When he joined Sigma Lambda Chi, I assumed he was 100% straight and that he was banging some sorority chicks every night.  To think he felt the same way I did all this time.

“Bro, I like you too.  When you stopped talking to me, I started to get kinda jealous.  I didn’t want to accept you for who you are.  But being your bro just isn’t enough for me, bro.”  I leaned in for a kiss, my inhibitions still nowhere to be found.  It was my first kiss and it was with the person I cherished most.  I felt like I was in heaven.  I didn’t really care that I was a dumb frat bro like him anymore.  I never did.  That shit was stupid anyways.  But now, Nate fixed our friendship and made us closer than ever.  I loved the taste of his lips against mine and I didn’t want it to end but eventually Nate parted our lips.

“Wanna fuck me, bro?”  he whispered in my ear.  A flirtatious smirk was plastered on his face, and one of his hands was still wrapped around my neck.  This was real.  I nodded as he took me to his bed.  I had never done this before, but I’ve seen plenty of porn, so I knew what to expect.  He laid down on his back and stripped naked.  I never felt this aroused before.  My dick even looked bigger than it used to be.  I was so pent up that I felt like I was holding this load in for months.  I guess frat bros really are as horny as they say.  I lubed up my larger cock before sticking it into Nate’s hole.

My serpent stretched out his tight hole as he had clearly not seen much action down there until now.  I pounded his ass as my dick went in and out of him.  In and out, in and out, in and out…It was a steady rhythm, my dick was like a metronome.  My hands clung to him as I held him in place, pinning him to his bed.  My hands ran all over his shoulders, broad and muscular, built like a football player’s.  We both felt absolutely euphoric as our deep, masculine moans filled the room.  The moans were loud enough that the students on the other side of the wall could easily hear them, but I didn’t care about any noise complaints as I fucked him harder and harder.  After half an hour of fucking, he both hit our orgasm at almost exactly the same time.  I ejaculated inside his tight hole, my hot, sticky seed flooding his insides as Nate came all over his abs.  At this point I was exhausted and still hungover and I basically fell on top of him on his bed.  We were both panting and out of breath.

“I knew you were a good fucker, bro.”  he whispered seductively as he kissed me.  We stayed in that position for several minutes until we heard the door open.

“Yo, Nate!  Did you do it?  How did it go?”  a voice asked, shouting loudly from the other room.  I recognized the voice as Brett’s.  He peeked into the room, witnessing the two of us cuddling together naked.  To be honest, I thought he would’ve been grossed out.  Guess I had the wrong idea about him.

“Better than expected, dude,” Nate responded.  He didn’t seem to care that we were both naked in front of his roommate and that we just got back from our trip to Pound Town.

“He looks way better this way, don’t you agree, bro?  But man, dude, now I know why you wanted him to be a pledge so bad.  I was wondering why you wouldn’t fuck any of those sexy sorority babes.  More for me, I guess.”

A week passed and by then, I joined the frat officially.  Me and Nate started dating shortly after, but none of our bros minded.  It didn’t matter if we were gay, we were still brothers.  I also learned how Nate met Brett.  He was taking a tour of the campus over the summer and he ran into Brett who was recruiting people for the frat.  Brett took a liking to him and kinda took him under his wing like some sort of mentor and they started hanging out since he only lived a town away from us.  Brett was our age, but he had more seniority and authority because his older brother Brad was very popular within the frat.  Turns out Brett and some of the upperclassmen knew how to turn guys into the ideal bros for their frat.  They wanted to bolster their numbers to make Sigma Lambda Chi the biggest and coolest frat in the state, with the biggest bros and the biggest parties, and naturally both me and Nate were chosen.  Not that either of us minded.  Nate joined the football team with Brett and some other guys in the frat, and the rest of us would go watch them play every game.  Our section of the stadium was always the loudest and rowdiest, especially when one of our bros scored a touchdown.

Apparently I grew a ton during the night that I was with Nate, but I was too drunk to notice just how massive I had become.  It must’ve been something in the beer, huhu.  I started working out with Nate and Brett, and sometimes some other bros too.  I even ended up changing my major.  I chose business because my bros said that it was the easiest shit ever and I wasn’t feeling psychology anymore.  I didn’t really feel like thinking much anymore and I found that focusing on education so much was a chore and that I was wasting my college experience.  I’d rather be partying and drinking or hanging out with the bros at the frat house, watching sports, playing video games, or playing ball outside.  I got to see why Nate grew to enjoy this lifestyle so much, and I was mad at myself for not seeing his point of view sooner.

Three years later, me and Nate are still dating and we’re set to graduate this semester.  We’re thinking about getting a place in the city not too far from campus, probably with Brett and another friend of ours to save money on rent.  We’ll probably still throw parties every weekend like we used to.  College was such a memorable experience and I wish I could live it again.  I only have Nate, Brett, and all my other bros to thank for making college awesome for me.

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Guide

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Chris takes Y/N ice skating, but she can’t stop falling….(for him). This is based on my request asking for Chris to teach the reader how to skate, and she falls into his arms

Warnings⚠️: Nothing…just super cute once again

Song for the imagine: Are We Still Friends?- Tyler the Creator

“Pleaseee come with me” Chris was begging over the phone

“I don’t know how to ice skate though” I said back to him

“Dude I can teach you” he said in a dumbfounded way

“Why don’t you go with Nate, Matt and Nick?” I asked him

“They don’t want to go with me, and I really don’t want to go alone PLEASE” he yelled the last part

“Chris my ears..” i said to him

“Sorry! But please come with” he said sounding sad

“UGHH fine” I told him feeling defeated

“YES! Okay I’ll be there in 15” he said before hanging up on me

I sighed, and decided to get dressed. Waiting for Chris to come get me. Finally I heard music blasting and tires screeching to a stop, so I knew it was him. He just got his license, and for sure did not know how to drive still

I ran out the door, and into the car

I gave him a side hug as I got in the car

“Hey Chris” I said after I pulled away from the hug

“Helloooo ready to bust your ass” he asked as he put the car in drive and literally skirted off

“Ummm if we make it there, Jesus who was in the car with you when you took your test? A blind person?” I asked laughing at him

“Excuse me that’s not nice” he said looking at me with a sad face

“I’m sorry, but I’m also very serious,” I told him, laughing in his face.

The rink was only 10 minutes from my house. So once we pulled up and parked we hopped out, and headed inside

“Damn there is no one in here” I said as we walked up to the booth to pay for our ice skates

“Well it’s 12pm on a Monday afternoon….who would be here” he asked after paying

“You weird ass” I told him

“Well you’re here with me too, so that makes??? TWO WEIRD ASSES” he said, and we just laughed about it as I shook my head at his stupidity

I put my skates on, and immediately started to regret it…how the fuck am I supposed to skate on ice in these?? Let alone walk to the damn rink

“CHRIS” I yelled as I tried to stand up

He ran over and helped me balance myself

“I’m going to eat shit while we skate, and then you’re going to not be paying attention and skate right over my fingers, and then I’ll have no hands” I said trying to not go skate

“Y/N be for real right now….this is not final destination” he said pulling me with him to the ice

“I’m so scared” I said gripping onto him tightly

“Calm down and relax before your knees lock and you pass out” he said laughing at me

“This is not funny asshole” I said smacking him lightly

He helped me onto the ice and immediately I almost fell

“You are like a newborn deer” he said holding onto me

“In case you haven’t noticed because I know you don’t like to listen, but now you don’t like to use your eyes apparently…IVE NEVER DONE THIS” I told him sarcastically

“I’ll let you go” he said started to back away

“NO! I’m sorry” i said pulling him in tighter

“Take me to the ledge I’m going to hold on” I told him

He brought me to the ledge and I held on, I took my phone out of my pocket, and opened up TikTok

“Since I can’t skate let’s make some tik toks” I told him, at first he rolled his eyes, but then agreed

I started to film the tik tok, and slowly backed away from the camera

“Oh my god I’m doing it” I said as I looked back at him. The countdown went down and we started to lip sync to “I’m real” by Jlo and Ja Rule. I back up into Chris and he grabbed me putting his arm over me to hold me while we lip synced

A few tik toks later I was getting more comfortable skating a little bit.

Chris had it recording and I came up skating behind him, but I got a little wobbly, and I went to grab Chris, but I was falling and I ended up pulling him down with me. Both of our legs went up into the air, and we started dying of laughter. Chris got up dying of laughter and was trying to help me up, but he could not stop laughing

Finally he got me up, and I had hit stop, and slid the phone back into my pocket

“Okay let’s go to center so I can teach you some more” Chris said pulling me to the center of rink with no protection around us

“Okay so first move is how to stop” he said so he started to skate and stopped

“Do exactly that and you will not fall” he said smiling

“Oh my god yes that is so easy” I said in the most sarcastic way

“Just do it” he said rolling his eyes

As I went to stop I continued to slide, and fell right on my ass

“OUCHHHH” I said groaning and trying to get myself up

“Well how about we try a spin?” He asked

“Bitch? A spin? I just ate shit trying to stop and now you want me to become a figure skater” I told him

“It’s easy watch” he did a small spin, and I will say it looked easy, but Chris knew how to skate

As I went to do the spin I lost my balance, and as I went to fall back Chris caught me in his arms.

I looked up at him, and our eyes locked as we stared into each others eyes

“You’re not falling for me now are you?” He asked with a smug expression

I just rolled my eyes and got back up

“Way to ruin the mood” I said looking at him

“There was a mood?” He asked with a dumb look on his face

“Chris can’t you see I like you?? The way I just looked into your eyes, and practically melted” I said looking at him

“Ahhh so you do feel something for me?” He asked smirking

“Chris….” I said sighing

“What if I told you the feelings were mutual?” He asked skating closer to me

“I’d probably kiss you” I said looking at him

“Well in that case I really like you too” he said smiling at me

I turned and crashed our lips together pulling him in by his coat. We both pulled away

“I could do that all day” he said

“What is it with you and corny ass pick up lines” I said laughing at him

“Because they make you laugh, and I love how you look when you laugh” he said back to me

“Stop” I said trying to skate away as I was blushing, but instead I lost my balance and I took Chris down with me again

As we hit the ice with a thud we started laughing. He looked over at me, and kissed me, and I kissed back

“We’re going to have to work on these skating skills if you’re going to date me” he said helping me up

“Well good thing I have a good teacher” I said kissing him on the cheek

“And I have a good learner,” he said, kissing me back.

The End

Once again I hope you liked!!! And I hope that whoever requested this also liked it as much and I loved writing it🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 I have more imagines to write, but I’m almost done 🙏🏽🙏🏽the rest will be uploaded later on today (it’s 1:34am) where I’m at🫢

-J💅🏽

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets imagines #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #Spotify

[da-extroverted-introvert]

Been There All Along (Nate Runck x Reader)

(there are almost no gifs of Nate and that makes me upset)

Fandom: That '90s Show

Pairing(s): Nate Runck x Fem!Reader, Past!Nate Runck x Nikki, Platonic!Gwen Runck x Reader

Trigger(s): some angst, breakup mentions, (seemingly) unrequited feelings, slight Nikki slander (sorry, it's only for the sake of the story), also some Nate's dad slander

Summary: Nate comes to you, one of his best friends, for comfort after Nikki breaks up with him. You console him the best you can without letting your true feelings slip, but you fail when you end up kissing him. This leads to you thinking you ruined your friendship, but luckily, Nate shows up to reassure you that that's not true.

Word Count: 2.09k

Point Place, Wisconsin.

Summer of 1996.

Location: Leia Forman's basement.

Being alone in Forman's basement wasn't a common occurrence, but it did happen on occasion. Like now, for instance. Jay and Leia were out on a date, and so were Nate and Nikki. When things like this happen, you usually have Ozzie and Gwen to hang out with, but today they wanted to sneak into the country club again.

So, it was just you in the basement, laying on the sofa, flipping through a random magazine to pass the time. That was until the one and only Nate Runck wandered in through the door. Instead of the dopey grin that was usually plastered on his face, he had a frown and watery eyes. This caused you to sit up straight on the couch and place your full attention on him.

He barely glanced at you before he spoke.

"Hey."

Just as you were about to ask what happened, the big jock practically threw himself into the seat next to you and laid his head on your shoulder. Instinctively you wrapped your arm around him and rubbed his arm, trying to help him however you could.

"What happened?" You asked him in a concerned whisper.

It took a few moments for Nate to respond, and it killed you seeing him this broken up about whatever was bothering him.

Not lifting his head from your shoulder, Nate mumbled a response.

"Nikki and I broke up."

You momentarily stopped rubbing his shoulder, his answer surprising you. You knew that Nate and Nikki have had a few disagreements lately, but you had no idea this would happen. They both seemed so in love, constantly making out and hooking up. You were tempted to ask Nate why this happened, but knowing how much he must be hurting, you just pulled him into your arms and hugged him.

"I'm sorry, Nate."

Nate hugged you back, squeezing you hard and burying his head into your neck. You always liked when he hugged you, he always felt like a giant, warm teddy bear. But it was hard to enjoy the feeling given the circumstances.

"We were talking about our futures. I wanted to be with her, and follow her to wherever she ended up going to college. And…she said she didn't want me to."

You could feel your shirt getting wet as Nate started crying. The sound broke your heart. You squeezed him tighter, rocking him in your arms to try to soothe him.

"I know you probably won't believe me when I say this, but it will get better."

"When?"

You wished you could give him an answer, one that could make Nate happy again, but you knew that wasn't going to happen. So you settled for an honest answer.

"I don't know."

You hugged him tighter before he pulled away, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I just loved her so much! I feel like my heart was ripped out of my butt."

You nodded sympathetically while he talked. He leaned forward and buried his head in his hands for a moment.

"Maybe I just didn't try hard enough. I could've tried to be better for her, try to make it work between us."

You immediately shook your heading disagreement.

"Nate, that is so not true! You were trying to make it work, she was the one who wasn't trying! You were a great boyfriend. You were loyal, dependable, sweet..."

You put your arm around his shoulders again to make sure he was paying attention to what you were saying.

"And Nikki is my friend, and she may be smart and everything, but I think she's an absolute dumbass to let you go."

Nate turned his head slightly to look at you, his eyes still glossy. He spoke to you in a slight whisper.

"You really think that?"

"Of course I do! I've known you for years, and I've never met a more amazing person. Any girl in the world would be lucky to have you."

The compliment made Nate give you a hint of a smile, which caused you to smile back.

"Thanks."

You both stared at each other for a little while, your smiles fading the longer you did. You felt some tension grow, and you couldn't help yourself from glancing at his lips. And it might've just been your feelings for him playing tricks on you, but you could've sworn you saw Nate glance at yours.

You weren't sure who began leaning in first, but the next thing you remembered was feeling his lips against yours. The kiss was soft as gentle, and his hand coming up to caress your cheek felt just as sweet.

Nate then abruptly pulled away, pulling you out of the moment and allowing the shock of what just happened to sink in. He then quickly stood from the couch and began walking backwards to the door.

"I, um..."

He stumbled over his words, running a hand threw his hair.

"I've got to go, I um...I need some time to think..."

After nearly stumbling over his own feet, he finally made it out the door, letting you sit with your thoughts.

Though honestly, there was only one through that kept on running through your mind.

'What have you done?!'

1 hour later.

Location: Jay Kelso's bedroom.

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"BRO!" "BRO!"

Nate and Jay went back and forth like this for a while after Nate told his best friend what had happened. That is until Jay finally broke the cycle.

"So you are telling me that you and Nikki broke up, and not even an hour later, you and Y/N make out?!"

"You're making it sound worse than it is!"

Jay gave him a look.

"Okay, yeah, it is as bad as it sounds."

Nate let himself fall back on Jay's bed, rubbing his hands down his face in frustration.

"Do you, like, like Y/N now or something?"

"No!"

Jay gave his friend another look.

"...Yeah. Maybe? Dude, I don't know! I'm so confused."

Jay sat beside his friend on the bed, still trying to understand the situation.

"How did this even happen?"

"I don't know, bro. Nikki broke up with me, and I was really upset, so I tried to find Y/N to make me feel better."

Jay made a confused face.

"So you're saying that whenever you're upset, Y/N always makes you feel better?"

Nate nods. "Yeah."

He then makes a confused face and looks towards Jay.

"Do you think that means something?"

5 days later.

Location: Y/N's bedroom

You sat alone on your bed, allowing heartache to consume you. You haven't left the room since that day.

The day you kissed Nate Runck.

You couldn't bring yourself to hang out with the gang after what happened. You didn't know how to keep what happened to yourself. And you didn't know how you would react if you came face to face with Nikki, let alone Nate.

A knock on your window disturbed your train of thought and sent you sitting straight up on your bed. Once you saw it was only Gwen, your heart rate slowed calmed down a bit.

You went over to the window to open it for her, letting her come in.

"You could've just came in through the door."

Gwen shrugged with a smile.

"Eh, this is more fun."

She plopped herself down on the foot of your bed, making herself comfortable.

"So. Why have you been MIA the last few days?"

You didn't want to lie to her, but you also didn't want to answer her question. So you asked one of your own.

"How's Nate?"

"Well, I assume you heard about him and Nikki calling it quits."

You looked down at your carpet and nodded.

"He's pretty bummed about that, obviously. But I can tell that's not the only thing that's bugging him."

You gave her a worried look.

"Did something else happen?"

"You tell me."

You stayed silent, but Gwen kept on talking.

"He misses you. He's worried about you. We all are! I don't know what happened between you two, but you guys need to talk."

You sighed as you talked. "I wouldn't even know what to say."

"It doesn't really matter what you say as long as you actually talk."

You were silent again.

"Come on! You guys need each other! You both are clearly going through things, and whenever that happens, you're there for each other. That's how things have been ever since you guys met!"

You kept your eyes locked on the floor still. You responded with a mumble.

"I'm afraid he's upset with me."

Gwen laughed a bit.

"So? That hasn't stopped you guys from being there for each other."

She sighed and stood up with you.

"Remember when you first met Jay? You were so jealous of him becoming Nate's best friend you started being mean to both him and Nate."

You smiled a tiny bit, reminiscing about those memories as Gwen continued to speak.

"And then Nate got mad at you for being mean to them, so you guys didn't speak for a week. He was a mess without you. Then, his dad was supposed to visit, and then he cancelled last minute."

You remembered how sad you were for Nate, even though you were mad at him at the time.

"I called and told you and you came over right away. You guys hugged and acted like nothing ever happened. And just like that, you were happy with each other again. I don't see why you can't do that now."

You looked back up at Gwen, your eyes a little teary.

"I think this situation is a little more complicated than that."

Gwen put her hands on your shoulders, giving you a reassuring smile.

"You never know unless you try."

15 minutes later.

Location: The Forman's driveway.

You slowly walked towards the Forman household when you saw Nate shooting hoops in the driveway. You could tell he noticed you coming because his eyes lit up a bit.

He gave you a tiny, awkward smile.

"Hey."

You smiled back.

"Hey."

You both stood there awkwardly before speaking at the same time.

"I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry!"

Nate gave you a confused look.

"Wait, why are you sorry?"

You fiddled with your fingers while you spoke.

"I'm sorry for not talking to you. And I'm sorry for kissing you. You were very vulnerable and it was a mistake and I shouldn't have done it."

Nate was silent for a moment, processing your words.

He mumbled nervously. "You think it was a mistake?"

You mumbled back. "Don't you?"

He finally put down the basketball, letting it roll away. He stepped closer to you, acting a bit more confident than before.

"No. I don't."

His response stunned you, making you stare at him with wide eyes.

"It wasn't the best timing, but I'm glad it happened. Y/N, you have always, always been there. For whenever I was sad, whenever I was sick, whenever I was an absolute idiot..."

You wanted to correct him and reassure him that he wasn't an idiot at all, but you wanted to know where he was going with this heartfelt rant.

"No matter how things were, you have always been there for me. And it took me this last week to realize how important you really are to me."

Your eyes began to water at his words. Nate stepped a little closer to you, grabbing your hands in his.

"If you really think that kiss was a mistake, we can forget about it. But I want you to know that it meant something to me. And if you would give me a chance, I would like to give this a shot. Give us a shot."

You launched yourself into his arms and pulled down by the neck for a kiss. He wrapped his arms around your back, happily returning the kiss.

The first kiss you shared had been nice, but the way it happened wasn't the best. You hadn't been sure if the only reason you kissed was because you were both in the heat of the moment. You weren't actually sure if he reciprocated your feelings. But right now, with Nate holding you so close and smiling against your lips, you are finally certain about how he feels.

You've been there for each other all along. And you'll always be there for each other till your dying days.

Author's Note: Tagging @creamecafe and @gaypersonthatshifts because they asked so nicely ❤️😊

#that 90s show #that 90s show x reader #nate runck #nate runck x reader #that 90s show netflix #netflix #that 90s show x you #nate runck x you #gwen runck #gwen runck x reader #that 70s show

[until-another-one-comes]

Okay one last rant cuz thats enough unhingedness from me for one day:

I made a Francis-Nate breakup arc rewrite AGES ago. This was way back when I still cared for their friendship. Now I couldn't give a crap even if you pay me.

Anyways, rewrite:

Arc starts off as normal, with Francis taking a break from Nate. Instead of the Evan nonsense, we see Francis trying to find people to hang out with. Eventually he meets a bunch of kids like him: studious, quiet, rule-abiding. The exact opposites of Nate and exactly what he needs right now.

The arc continues with us seeing Francis hanging out with these kids. At first, things go well! He meets people who he can get along with and don't drive him up the wall! But after a while he gets bored with them. All they do is study, read, and not much else. We can have strips where Francis wants to have a snowball fight or play ice hockey (since it was winter in the original arc) but his new friends don't want to which makes him frustrated. He gets bored cuz theres no bantering. He even catches himself trying to see if his new friends are doodling or something.

Finally, Francis realises that while Nate drives him up the wall sometimes, there are many things about him that he DOES like. Francis likes Nate's sense of humor most of the time. He likes playing sports and rough housing with him and Teddy and joking around and just relaxing and having fun with them. His new friends are nice, but ultimately they're NOT Nate, who he actually get along with best.

So the arc conclude with Francis going back to Nate because he genuinely misses Nate, not because he had no other choice. He DOES have other choice, but its not the one he chose in the end.

Meanwhile Nate has a subplot where he actually learns to be less egotistical or whatever, which makes the reunion better because both boys learned SOMETHING from this whole thing

There. Boom. Done. Why is it so hard for LP to portray them positively??

Also honestly am I the only one who thought it should've been TEDDY who snapped since it was him that Nate ragged on because of the Valentines Card?? But that would require LP to actually care about Teddy so whatever lmao

#big nate #eva speaks

[mccarthawrites]

Happy Birthday, Nate

Relationship: Nate Kulina & Jay Kulina, Nate Kulina & Lisa Prince

Rating: General audiences.

Warning: Use of "faggot" once

Summary: Nate celebrates his birthday with Jay, Lisa, and his younger brother, Shayne.

Author's Note: This is an AU where Lisa doesn't lose the baby and Nate doesn't die. Shayne is the Kulina/Prince baby - named after Shane Gray and Shayne Topp. Luke is a completely original character and is Nate's love interest in this AU I have created. Depending on the reception of this, I might post more from this AU.

Words: 1,626

March 15. Nate’s birthday. Jay and Shayne crept into his room. Jay tossed him on th bed, startling Nate awake.

“Wha-” Nate rolled over to see his little brother. “What are you doing in here?” He asked.

“Happy birthday!” Shayne threw his hands up in the air.

“You couldn’t wait til I was awake?” Nate asked, slightly annoyed.

“He wanted to be the first to wish you a happy birthday,” Jay explained.

“Thanks, bud.” Nate rustled Shayne’s hair, before playfully pushing his head, making him fall backward on the bed.

“Hey!” Shayne giggled. Nate rolled over, hoping to fall back asleep. “Mama’s making breakfast!”

“Yeah, so get your ass up.” Jay pulled the pillow under Nate’s head, making him groan.

“Can’t a guy sleep in on his birthday?” Nate asked, looking at Jay.

“No.” Shayne giggled.

“It’s almost eleven. We did let you sleep in. Come on.” Jay grabbed Shayne and pulled the cover off of Nate. “Happy birthday. If you’re not in the kitchen in ten, I’ll be the one jumping on top of you,” Jay warned, carrying Shayne under his arm into the kitchen where Lisa was making breakfast.

“I told you guys not to bother him.”

“You’d let him miss breakfast on his birthday?” Jay asked. “How cruel.”

“Yeah, how cruel,” Shayne repeated. Jay high-fived his baby brother.

“I need to stop letting you two spend so much time together. He’s becoming your mini-me.” Lisa teased. The decision to move to the East Coast was an easy one when Lisa got the job offer. There wasn’t much left for her in Venice after Alvey refused to meet her demands for being in Shayne’s life. Then when Jay and Nate had decided to come along for the cross-country move and help her with Shayne as they had since he was born, she found it impossible to turn them down. Shayne loved following his brothers around and they adored him. While their family dynamic was far from conventional, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

“You hear that, Shay? Your mom doesn’t want us to hang out anymore.”

“Why?” Shayne asked.

“It’s too early for this,” Lisa replied. Nate walked into the kitchen. “Happy birthday!”

“Thanks, Lisa.” He smiled.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t stop those two from waking you up. Trust me, I tried.” She told him.

“It’s okay.” Nate sat at the kitchen table, going through and responding to the birthday messages. Opening Alvey’s, he scoffed, turning his phone to show Jay.

Alvey: happy birthday

“Can’t believe he remembered this year.” Jay laughed dryly.

“What?” Lisa asked.

“Alvey actually wished him a happy birthday this year,” Jay reported.

“Wow.”

“He’s making an effort,” Nate replied, deleting the message. Nate still acknowledged that Alvey was his father who did his best when Christina walked out. But Nate’s relationship with his dad ended the night he came out and Alvey called him a faggot. No apology was ever given.

“So what are you doing? Did you make any plans with friends? Or Luke?” Lisa asked.

“I don’t have any plans. I was going to just sleep in and work on the pieces for the show next week,” Nate explained. He quit fighting and took up painting. Christina’s art skills turned out to rub off on him. Having been invited to show his work at various galleries and art shows. Selling his art didn’t pay as much as fighting did, but he enjoyed it more. He didn’t feel like he had anything to prove anymore. “And then dinner with you guys like we planned.”

“Did you invite Luke to dinner?” Lisa asked.

“No. Why would I? It’s a family dinner.”

“You’re allowed to invite your boyfriend to your birthday dinner.” She told him.

“Luke’s not my boyfriend.”

“I beg to differ,” Jay looked at Nate.

“And how would you know?” Nate asked. “We’re just- talking. It’s nothing serious. If it’s not serious he doesn’t need to come to a family dinner even if it’s my birthday. What about you? Did you invite Zach?” Lisa narrowed her eyes at him. “Exactly.”

“I don’t know about you, Shay, but I actually like Zach and Luke. Maybe we should invite them to dinner.” Jay teased. Shayne nodded in response.

“No!” Nate and Lisa both said at the same time. Shayne giggled.

“We seem to have hit a nerve.” Jay looked at Shayne who smiled.

“Luke always has Legos.” Shayne pointed out.

“Can you pick up the cake before dinner?” Lisa asked, Jay. “I’ll be in Connecticut for a few hours.”

“For what?” Nate asked. “It’s the weekend.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Lisa told him. “Jay?”

“I know you think I’m irresponsible, but I do have my shit together seventy percent of the time, right, Shay?” Jay winked at his brother.

“Jay has his shit together,” Shayne assured his mom. Nate chuckled.

“You can’t say that. Remember? That’s a grown-up word.” Lisa looked at Shayne.

“Sorry!” He covered his mouth with his hand.

“Don’t worry. I will pick up the cake. You want to come with me to get the cake?” Jay asked Shayne who nodded.

Nate sat on the tarp in his studio. When they moved into the house, they converted the garage into his studio with some rogue workout equipment. His phone rang. It was Christina. Wiping his hands on his pants, he answered.

“Hello?”

“Happy birthday to you.” She began singing off-key, making him smile. “Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Nathaniel. Happy birthday to you.”

“Thanks, mom.”

“How are you?” She asked.

“I’m alright.” He replied. His relationship with her wasn’t the best, but it had gotten better in the last few years. “How are you?’

“I’m good. It’s good to hear your voice. I miss you. Are you planning on making a trip to visit? Maybe in the summer.” She suggested.

“Jay and I talked about it, but- there’s so much going on here.”

“Jay sent me some photos of your work last week. I’d love to see you in person.”

“You could always come to New York.” He told her. “I’ve got another art show next week.”

“That’s exciting! Maybe I will have to take a trip to go see you. How’s Lisa and the baby?”

“They’re good. Shay’s not a baby anymore. He’s getting huge. Sometimes he’ll come into the studio and paint with me,” Nate explained, looking up at the painting Shayne made that they had hung up.

“Aw. That’s adorable. He wants to be just like his big brother.”

“Yeah. He’s great.”

“I’m glad everyone is doing well. I miss you and your brother. Just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, but I’m sure you’ve got a packed day with celebrations and you’ve got things to do. So I’ll let you get back to it. I love you.”

“Love you too. Thanks for the call, mom. Bye.” Nate hung up and stood up. Checking the time, he figured he’d better clean up before dinner.

After dinner, Jay brought the cake to the table. It was decorated with Van Gogh’s Starry Night in frosting.

“Wow.” Nate couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “You went all out.”

“Wanted the best for our little Van Gogh,” Jay explained.

“I am nowhere close to Van Gogh, but I appreciate it. Thank you.”

“It was Shayne’s idea because of that Lego set you guys put together,” Lisa explained, putting candles on the cake.

“Oh, really?” Nate looked at Shane who nodded. “Thanks, bud.” Just as Jay was about to light the candles, the doorbell rang.

“Who’s that?” Lisa asked.

“Who knows?” Nate asked, opening the Ring camera on his phone. It was Luke. “Uh- I’ll be right back.” Getting up from the table, he walked outside to meet Luke who held something behind his back. “Hey.”

“Hi. Happy birthday.”

“Thanks. What are you doing here?” Nate asked.

“I didn’t come to crash dinner. Don’t worry. I just wanted to give you your gift.” Luke told him, pulling a box of a Lego set from behind his back. “Figured since you and Shayne had a good time with Starry Night, I’d get you your next project. It’s The Great Wave by Hokusai.”

“Thanks. He’s going to love this. We’re both going to have a good time doing it.” Nate smiled, looking at the box. “They actually got me a cake with Starry Night on it because of the last set you got us. You know we’re about to cut the cake. Do you want to come inside?” Nate asked.

“No. It’s okay.” Luke understood Nate’s hesitation to bring him around his family.

“Come on. You came all this way. They got a cake for like twenty people, but it’s just the four of us.”

“Are you sure?” Luke asked.

“Yeah.” Nate welcomed him into the house. “We have a guest.” He announced, leading him to the dining table.

“Hey, Luke. What are you going here?” Lisa asked, giving Nate a look.

“Wanted to drop off Nate’s gift, but he said I could join you for cake if that’s alright with everyone.” Luke sat down cautiously next to Nate.

“Yeah! We have more than enough,” Jay replied.

“Look, what I got.” Nate showed Shayne the box.

“More Legos?”

“More Legos.” Nate laughed.

“Alright. Ii hope everyone has been practicing and has warmed up their voices.” Jay lit the candles.

“I thought you weren’t going to sing.” Nate looked at his brother.

“We don’t turn our backs on tradition, Nathaniel. You’re just going to have to suck it up.” Jay told him. They began singing excruciatingly, but Nate appreciated it. Not that he’d let them know that. After everything had happened, he was finally happy. The happiest he’d ever been. Surrounded by the people he loved most.

#Kingdom (2014) #Nate Kulina #Nick Jonas #Jay Kulina #Jonathan Tucker #Lisa Prince #Kiele Sanchez

[bizarrescribblez]

me x dethklok minute host/marc tackett lore because i can and will info dump lore for this stupid ass crackship thats gotten a grip on me for the past two days

💜 - we both meet when we’re late teens, both coming off of entertainment/acting careers (me being an actress on a sitcom and him being a host for a kids channel’s entertainment segment)

🩶 - the reason we both meet is because we auditioned and passed @ being in a US tour for the musical Hairspray :) me being Tracy and him being Link. Traveling around the country and the instant connection makes up super close, so once the tour ends and the musical stays on Broadway we both stay in the same apartment together in NY. We always deny when asked if we’re in a relationship or like each other since we play a couple in the musical (every denial hurting him more and more)

💜 - while in NY, my pop star career starts to take off a bit thus garnering attention from other rock stars (r.ikki k.ixx) and having flings with said rock stars (which makes marc MORE SAD because he thought we had something). Said flings end up failing for one reason or another and becoming sort of just a shoulder to cry on (at least to him) starts to hurt him more and more. Once I sign onto a record label and once he signs up the contract to become the host for dethklok minute we go our seperate ways for a while which BREAKS BOTH OF OUR HEARTS. (Debating if theres even a goodbye since i know i hurt him and would feel terrible facing him.. ANGST THINGS !!)

🩶 - we meet again and hang out again/more when i get introduced in the series in dethstars cuz i imagine hes at the blood ocean premiere covering it live.. AND DUDE ALMOST MENTALLY FLATLINES ON LIVE TELEVISION SEEING ME AGAIN.

💜 - obviously in season 2 he.. GETS EXPLODED. So im by his side always till he recovers and ofc (this happens in any ship timeline) i made the dethklok boys pay for his surgery. He worries he fr wouldnt have a chance to win me over because of how he looks but i constantly remind him i’ll always love him no matter what. Yet i go “ill love you no matter what .. bestie hahaha”

🩶 - he tags along with me as i go to reunite with rikki in SnB2 and ofc marc (kind of jealous) lets me and rikki have time to ourselves and rikki is just like “yea hes still obsessed with you” and im like “😀.. whatre you talking about he just likes me as a friend hahhaha” (I NEED TO MAKE A FIC OUT OF THIS.)

AND thats about it for now ill have more ideas soon its easy when you can just do whatever but its also hard since theres not much going on with him like all the stuff that happens with skwis nate or mf DISBJSBSHAN

#hahaha sorry for my ramblings HES JUST BEEN ON MY MIND . SO BAD. #self ship #self ship community #f/o community #self shipping #dethklok minute host #idgaf im using the tag idc if i annoy people

[lukeevangelista]

baby kuemper - cale makar

my fav rosy cheeked boy, i just had to write something for him. and how else would i do it? by making the reader my fav goalies little sibling.

pairing: kuemper!reader x cale makar

no warning! just fluff and the boys teasing cale & reader

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“i’m so excited you’re here.” darcy grinned at you as he wrapped you in his arms as he picked you up from the airport.

“me too darc. me too. i missed you so much.” you smiled back at him as you grabbed the handle on your suitcase once again.

“i have so much planned for us, other than on game days, obviously.” he trailed off as the two of you walked to his car. he loaded your stuff in the trunk before walking to the driver door and getting in. the two of you made small talk before you finally arrived at his and his wife’s home, seeing a couple of cars in the driveway.

he unloaded your stuff, him grabbing the handle of the suitcase and tugging it behind him, “oh yeah, i hope you don’t mind, but a couple of the guys were over before i left to grab you. i just told them to stay put.” he mentioned as he unlocked the door.

“darc, it’s your house.” you laughed, “i don’t care who is over.”

he opened the front door and that’s when you heard all the chaos.

“what the fuck ej?”

“i told you not to do that!”

“shut up landy! i do what i want!”

“this isn’t your house ej!”

“shut up!”

darcy looked at you with wide eyes before walking to the living room, leaving you standing in the foyer.

“uh guys?” he yelled out, stopping all the commotion as he watched gabe and erik argue over the remote, cale siting there on his phone ignoring it all, and nathan shaking his head at the other two idiots still arguing on the couch, “i’m back and i have company.”

and that stopped everything. you could hear a pin drop before you heard darcy holler your name, calling you into the living room.

you walked in, acting like you were texting someone as you entered the room, all the eyes darting to you as you locked your phone, shoving it into your pocket.

“guys, this is y/n.” he started as he introduced the couple of guys that were sitting on his couch, his wife watching from the kitchen.

“you couldn’t have controlled them?” he laughed, as he walked over to her, giving her a sweet kiss.

“i tried.”

“no you didn’t.” cale called out, him speaking for the first time causing your breath to hitch in your throat. sydney walked over, smacking the back of cales head, causing him to groan.

“shut up calesy.” nate laughed, “don’t be mean.” he joked.

it wasn’t long after that you got settled into your room for the next couple of weeks as you transitioned to living in the higher altitude. you had transferred to denver university, which honestly made darcy really happy. he was excited to have his sidekick back with him. other than college and when he was away for hockey, you two never left each other’s side. he was your best friend, and other than sydney, you were his too.

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it had been a couple of weeks since you arrived and you had gotten closer with some of the guys since they were constantly inviting darcy to things and telling him to bring you along so they could get to know you better.

well primarily a certain brunette with the rosiest cheeks you’ve ever seen.

“wait no.” you laughed you felt cale try and grab your phone from you. you guys were current sitting at gabe’s. he had thrown a little ‘welcome’/‘cheers to the new season’ party to the new teammates and you had obviously came with darcy as he was trying to get you included with the team and introduced since you were going to be hanging around for a while.

“you’re not paying attention to a word i said.” he laughed as he finally wiggled the phone out of your hands causing you to pout.

“hey lovebirds, stop flirting and join the party.” erik yelled across the pool, him quickly taking an elbow from gabe before the group they were talking to laughed as they watched the two of you blush.

“here.” cale sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, the redness spreading down his neck and to his chest.

thank god for gabe and his dumbass pool parties.

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now this being said, this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened and it definitely wasn’t the first time one of his teammates had made the situation awkward.

this time it was just cale with tyson jost, him trying to pry into your guys love life.

“tys, there’s literally nothing to tell you.” cale shrugged him off as the two of them walked around the rink.

well more so like cale trying to get away from tyson. he was kinda like that fly you try to shoo away, but it just never goes away until you finally get bug spray or zap it.

“god quit harassing me.” cale laughed as he watched tyson get all giddy.

“there’s something going on and i am going to find out calesy.” he grinned as he watched you walk into the rink beside your brother. you had signed up for a photography class for one of your semesters and you decided getting photos of the boys would be the easiest, considering you didn’t know your way around denver all that well yet, even though you had been there for a couple of weeks.

“do not.” you glared at jt as he walked up to you, cale and tyson watching from afar.

the two had planned this. they had planned to corner you and get you guys to spill, but in reality, there was really nothing to spill.

right now, the two of you were just friends who liked spending time together and maybe adding a couple of kisses in there, but they didn’t need to know that.

you were just friends.

“i wasn’t going to say anything!” he smirked as the red head threw his arm over your shoulder, “but you know, its not nice to lie.”

“lie about what?”

“cale baby, cale.” he grinned as the two of you walked towards the rosy cheeked boy and his curly headed best friend.

“no.” cale stated, “she has work to do.” he started before the other two decided to pry further.

“and you know this how?” they teased.

“because we talk and the camera around her neck is a dead giveaway.” he deadpanned at them, rolling his eyes.

“okay, that’s fair.” they pouted before they scurried off, trying to get ready for practice.

“i am so sorry.” cale laughed as he stood a little closer to you.

“its really okay.” you sheepishly replied.

okay maybe you did have a crush on this boy.

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“you can’t tell me you don’t have anything for this boy.” mel said as she watched you stare at the boy who had ditched his t-shirt as he ran around with mel and gabe’s kids, “you’re staring at him like if you stop, he’s going to disappear.”

your eyes never left him.. well that was until he caught you staring, his throwing a subtle wink towards you, a harsh blush forcing itself onto your face. what you didn’t realize that everyone else had picked up on was the stolen glances between the two of you. when you weren’t staring at him, he was watching you as you interacted with mel, or the kids, or hell, even his teammates.

watching you get along with everyone was one of cale’s favorite things and it had been for the last couple of weeks. after cale had gotten out of his last long-term relationship, it was harder for him to bring girls he was seeing over because he didn’t want the boys getting to know someone, just for him to have to break the news that it didn’t work out.

but with you, thing were different for him.

you rolled your eyes as you took a sip of the ice water that mel had brought out for you, “mel.” you whined, “please, not you too.” you begged, “were already hearing enough from ej, tys, and jt. next its going be darcy..”

“and you know this how?” she asked.

“i can just feel it.” you sighed.

“okay, what powers did you acquire overnight?” she laughed as she patted your hand, “all i’m saying is, i’d make a move before missy girl over there does.” she said, subtly nodding towards the blonde who was standing across the patio, eyeing cale like she was the only man she had ever seen.

which you couldn’t blame her. the man was gorgeous, kind, and gentle. everything cale did, he did it with grace. you watched as she finally got brave, walking over to cale as she tried to make small talk with him.

it didn’t take long for her to ask for his number, him kindly turning her down, stating he was seeing someone. hearing those words caused your heart to palpatate, it slightly cracking as you heard the words fall off his tongue, mel’s eyes darting between the two of you.

she walked away, feeling defeated as he crossed over to you. you slightly shrugged him off as he stood behind you, his hand on your shoulder as you watched the youngest landeskog waddle over you.

cale decided to take a seat next to you in the available chair but that didn’t last long as you got up, entering the familiar home, cale not far behind.

“trouble in paradise, eh?” erik joked before nate elbowed him in the ribs, them all huddling to watch the scene before them in the window. they couldn’t hear anything, but they definitely weren’t going to miss a good show between the two of you.

“what do you mean you’re seeing someone?” you asked, your bottom lip wobbling as tears started prickling at your eyes.

you’d be damned if you were going to cry over this, let alone over a boy.

“what- no,” he started as his hands found the sides of your arms, rubbing up and down, “i’m not seeing anyone.”

you and cale had this unspoken rule that if the other did happen to start seeing someone else, the other would say something. this developed the night you shared your first kiss, accidentally ending up in his bed.

now that night, nothing happened. you didn’t hook up.

what had happened though is, you both were on the verge of wine drunk and you kissed him. your feelings had became stronger while intoxicated and apparently his did too because next thing you know, you were in his bed, cuddling into each other and sharing soft kisses.

and that brings you to current time.

“i promise you baby,” he purred as he brought you into his chest, “you’re the only girl i want to seee right now.” he said as he rubbed your back, “only you.”

you nodded into his chest, “they’re staring.”


“of course they are.” you felt his laugh rumble through his chest, his head darting towards where the boys were seated, them all giving waves to him, except darcy, who was giving a playful glare towards the innocent boy.

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“you can’t be serious.” you groaned as you two walked out of the movie theater hand in hand. cale tossed your trash into the bin as the two of you headed towards the entrance, coincidentally running into your favorite boys and their girlfriends, alex newhook and bowen byram.

“dating my ass.” alex snorted to bo, who hadn’t taken his eyes off the two of you.

“god please don’t say anything.” you practically begged.

the two of them made a motion like they were locking their lips and throwing away the key, but unbeknownst to you two, bo had already snapped a photo and sent it to the group chat.

cale hadn’t seen it yet due to him 1. being in the movies and not turning airplane mode off yet and 2. the group chat being muted since he was tired of being woken up by it.

you guys bidded your goodbyes before walking out the door, facepalming about being caught by two of the youngest on the team.

“you know they’re going to say something, right?” he asked as he opened your car door.

“oh a 100%.” you replied as you watched him run around the car, slipping into the drivers seat.

“you realize erik is going to join in with tys and jt and make this worse for us?”

“once again, 100%.”

he started the car as a laugh escaped his lips before backing out of the parking spot.

you had told darcy you were having a girls night with some friends, when in reality, you were staying with cale tonight, but no one needed to know that for now.

“are you still okay with staying the night?” he asked as he grabbed your hand over the console, his thumb running over your knuckles before bringing your hand to his mouth, placing a tender kiss on it.

you nodded as you looked over at him, squeezing his hand a little tighter, “of course i am”.

“good.” he stated, “darcy’s going to kill us.” he continued, a smirk on his face as he spoke.

“no. he’s going to kill you,” you joked, “he loves me too much.”

“please don’t put those thoughts in my head.”

“i’m kidding cale.”

“i know you are.” he said, “darcy couldn’t hurt a fly.”

“clearly you don’t know him that well.”

“what do you mean?”

“ask my sophomore year boyfriend.” you winked.

you watched cale take a deep breath before watching his adam’s apple bob, “cale, baby, i’m kidding. lighten up.”

he shook his head at you, a sigh leaving his lips, “i just don’t wanna mess this up.”

“you won’t. i promise.”

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“hey i got something for you.” darcy knocked at your door, you jumping off the bed to open the door.

“gimme. present time.” you joked as you held out your hands, trying to take the bag from you.

“aha- not so fast young lady.” he replied, holding the bag out of your reach, “if you don’t like it, we can exchange it… maybe for a certain rosy cheeked boys.” he winked as you opened the bag, pulling out a new avalanche jersey that had yours and his last name on the back of it, “i figured you’d want a new one for tonight since the one you had, and probably brought, was from arizona.”

you sheepishly nodded, him knowing you that well, “but wait, why would i want to exchange it for cales?”

“don’t give me that.” he laughed at you, “i’ve seen how you look at him sweetheart.”

you pursed your lips as your eyes suddenly found the ceiling really interesting.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you replied as he let out another belly laugh before placing his hand on your shoulder and pulling you into his chest.

“if it’s any consolation, i would 100% approve of that kid.”

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and that’s how you found yourself standing in ball arena with cale makars jersey draped over your shoulders. darcy wasn’t upset when you asked to exchange it since he was honestly expecting it. but instead of exchanging, he ended up buying you the cale one, him claiming “well it’ll be good to have two of them.” which caused you to roll your eyes but not turn him down.

“so calesy huh?” mel laughed as a blush creeped onto your cheeks.

“what- no.” you nervously smiled, “just friends.”

“yeah keep telling yourself that kid.” she replied back, “i said the same thing with gabe and now look at us, two kids and married.” she shrugged as she adjusted the youngest on her hip, you holding their daughter.

the two of you had taken them down to the glass to watch warm ups.

“i don’t know what’s going on mel.” you sighed, “he’s so sweet but i don’t think he’s interested like that. so just friends.” you gave her a soft smile as you watched gabe skate up to the glass, cale and darcy not far behind him as the came up to mess with the kids that were huddled around the glass.

cale smirked and raised his eyebrows as he did a little spin movement with his finger causing you to turn around to see his last name on your back.

cale could have dropped to the ground once his eyes saw his name. his breath hitched in his throat and it was becoming harder to breathe. but he loved it. he loved nothing more than to see the sight before him. his demeanor changed as he gave you a slight wink and waved goodbye to the kids before skating back to the bench to meet up with devon.

“you can’t tell me you didn’t just see that.” mel whispered as the two of you watched darcy and gabe talk against the boards.

the game started and the boys were playing extremely well. it was the first game of the season and the home opener against chicago. it didn’t take long for jack johnson to fire a puck past marc-andre fleury. other than your brother, fleury was your favorite goalie.

by the end of the first period, it ended up being 3-1. the boys came out buzzing after the intermission, adding another goal, darcy keeping the pucks out, except one in the third period causing the score to be 4-2 by the end of the game.

you were ecstatic. the energy in the arena was insane and you could feel like excited everyone was that they had won their first game of the season. you followed mel down to the locker rooms, standing outside with some of the other wives and and girlfriends and their sleepy children.

“are you excited?” girards fiancé asked.

you gave her a confused look, “about the win? of course. darcy played great.”

“no silly, about seeing cale.” she gave you a soft smile.

“what are you talking about?”

“the jersey. aren’t you guys together?” she asked, looking confused.

you quickly shook your head no, putting all the pieces together, “no.” you laughed, “we’re not. we’re just friends.” you said, slight sadness lacing your tone as the boys rushed out of the room, most of them ready to go celebrate the win. it was unlike last season when they were practically forced to go from the rink to home and vice versa. this season, they were actually able to celebrate the wins and that’s what they planned on doing.

“hey.” cale whispered as he walked next to you as everyone walked to the bar down near the arena. it was super close so no one felt the need to drive down there.

“hey.” you gave him a tight lipped grin, “sorry about this.” you motioned to the jersey, a laugh escaping your lips.

“don’t apologize,” he started, “i think it looks great.”

you knew a couple of the boys were walking behind you guys as you guys kept a steady pace away from everyone else. you could feel eyes burning into your guys backs, laughter echoing out in the chilly air.

a shiver ran down your spine, causing cale to notice. now like it’s been mentioned, the two of you were just friends. nothing more, nothing less. but things change.

“are you cold?” he asked beginning to shrug off his suit jacket.

“cale makar, don’t you dare.” you laughed as you watched him pull it off, sliding it around your shoulders, “you’re going to get cold.”

“i’ll be fine.” he said as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

and that’s what set the boys off, your brother leading the charge with all the teasing.

“guess you’ll be staying in colorado a little bit longer, huh?” darcy called out, a laugh leaving his lips, sydney shushing him, saying that it was ‘sweet and to leave you alone’. you made a mental note to thank her later, but for now, you were going to be dealing with the teasing from your brother and his teammates.

you buried your head into cale’s arm, his arm tightening around your shoulder. you could feel his laugh vibrate through his body causing your heart to flutter. that’s as definitely a sound you could listen to every day and never get tired of it.

“i guess i will be.” you said as you lifted your head, looking at the boy who was already looking down at you.

#cale makar imagine #cale makar #colorado avalanche #colorado avalanche imagine #nhl blurb #nhl imagines #nhl imagine

[golbrocklovely]

Snc and Kat should learn to drop some friends. I am talking about “friends” like Shea, Stas or Brennen.

I just don’t think that people who don’t respect you and want to take the biggest advantage of you that they can basically can… are your friends. Those are just people who are FRIENDLY because they see some opportunity to gain smth from you if they will play your friend.

For Brennen … I don’t think i need to explain why I don’t believe he ever was a true friend of Colby or even Sam. Tbh … I don’t fully understand why Snc… especially Colby… still hang out with him. But i feel like Brennen might be a good manipulator in all that, because he knows he is only relevant around Colby and Sam.

Stas and Shea… ehh. Not respecting What Colby says and how he feels, caring only about attention being around them and when they have it the most? When they give “signs” that them and Colby might be a thing, because they know how much snc fans are obsessed with Shipping Colby with almost every female he is around. Although they KNOW what colby thinks about this and how he feels about people constantly shipping him , not letting him having female friends. If a person doesn’t care about your feelings and doesn’t respect it, because is focused more on smth that advantage them only… that person is not your friend

Tbh the real friend of Snc is Kat! Then Nate… maybe Seth. Alex also … although they don’t seem to hang out with him as much as before.

I feel like Snc are afraid of dropping some friends, because they prefer to have more of them, instead of just having smaller group of real friends, what would be better for them. I dunno… maybe it’s because they are now “influencers” and wanna fit more into that life.. yk… parties… fun and all of that. But honestly… they are gonna be better without those toxic people around them

yeah, i think it's obvious to a lot of fans that certain ppl in snc's life uses them. in particular brennen.

stas and shea, bc they are so liked by a lot of fans, don't get that same treatment.

at this point, i'm just kinda over it. if snc/colby want ppl like this in their lives, then fine. go ham, i guess. my issue is that i don't want yall to complain about feeling used when this is who you surround yourself with and who you rely on emotionally. idk what you are expecting to happen.

i'm just over all of this drama that happens when colby is with any of them. like i just don't care about it anymore. was all of this fun and exciting way back when i first got into the fandom? sure. but it's lost its charm.

and colby seemed to be heading the right direction, at least with the girls. he was deleting shipping comments, constantly telling fans he was single and not looking for anyone, and was actively not paying the girls any mind. but then…. he took it all back. he hung out with shea, posted that weird ass photo, and then stas came back into the picture. and it's like he didn't spend a couple months ignoring them both.

i just don't get it. but maybe it's just not for me to get anymore, or try to understand.

but to get back to your ask, they do have some genuine friends. kat, nate, dakota, seth, josh, alex. those are all their friends, for sure. everyone else… not so much questionable, just i don't know enough about them. minus the other three we've mentioned lol

i don't think they prefer to have a bigger group of friends, or that they're more influencer-y now. i think they don't cut out friends they do their best to ignore their friends when they do bad stuff or things that are questionable towards their friendship. they ignore negativity bc it's bad, when in reality it would do them good to address some things like that.

#ask #personal #tc4 #brennen taylor

[girlwholikestoread]

Nick couldn't finish his fanfic but I did! I finished Nick's self-insert X Shadow star fanfiction!

Fic: This Is Where We Scorch the Earth

Author: ShadowStar744

Chapter 70 of 70

269,339 words

Paring: Shadow Star/ Original Male Character

Rated: PG-13 (At least I think it’s still PG 13 but some smutty parts so idk)

Tags: True Love, Pining, Betrayal, heartbreak, Violence, Happy ending, I did some smut so yay

Author note: Hey finally we are at the last chapter, Sorry it took so long and I really thank all of you for your support and patience, Lots of stuff happened to me some bad but so much great stuff too, Anyways hope you all like the ending, Hopefully not too many grammar errors this time because my ex-friend (now boyfriend) is my beta reader; Hey babe I know your reading this hope you like the ending ;)

“Nate? Nate? Can you hear me?” Nate opened his eyes hoping to see his love Shadow Star hovering over him; saving him and being his hero again like he has so many times before

But no, that's not who he sees. He saw the one person he never thought he would see, Pyro Storm. He was standing next to me in a dark room Nate didn’t recognize before, Nate tried to get up and run but everything hurt and he crashed back down on the bed.

“Please don’t hurt me” Nate cried softly

“Nate you don’t understand” Pyro Storm said and walked closer to Nate and rubbed the side of his face gently but Nate turned his head away from him ignoring the pain he felt

“Just do what you have to do to me but Shadow Star will make sure you pay” Nate told me shooting him an evil look

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, Shadow Star isn’t who you think he is, he’s evil” Pyro Storm told me

“Shadow Star is a hero and he protects us all and he loves me” Nate told him and suddenly gain the ability to sit up

“Shadow Star doesn’t care about your or the people he “saves” he just cares about himself and he used you” Pyro Storm told Nate and walked closer to him

“Remember what happened after you fell Nate?” Pyro Storm asked and took my hand

“Yeah everything turned white” Nate answered and looked down to see his arm covered in a bandage

“That white light that was me” Pyro Storm told him

“I know your tried to-”

“I saved you” Pyro Storm interrupted and held Nate’s hand

“Saved me?” Nate asked shocked and looked to see Pyro Storm holding his hand

“That white light wasn’t a light, After you fell into the water I placed a white blanket around you and carried you out” Pyro Storm told him and I looked down to my legs and saw a white Blanket

“But Shadow Star” Is all Nate stuttered out

“He left after you hit the water, He thought you were dead and left you behind” Pyro Storm told him

“No you're wrong why…why would he do that to me? Why would he use me? Why would he pretend to love me?” Nate asked as tears swelled into his face

“To get to me, He wanted me angry he wanted me to cause destruction he wanted me to look like a bad guy so he can be the town’s hero and get all the love and praise” Pyro Strom explained to him

“Why?” Nate asked confused

“Shadow Star is working with some evil people and him being the “hero” makes those evil people money and he gets a really big cut” Pyro Storm explained to him and rubbed his hand gently

“He’s only doing it for money and exposure” Pyro Storm finished explaining

“Your lying” Nate spat at him

“You know that he supports huge companies and hangs out with billionaires, do you think that's just a coincidence?” Pyro Storm asked him

“He-I-but-why?” Nate asked with tears trailing down his face

Shadow Star the man he loves, The man who was always there for him, The man he shared all his secrets too.

He was the bad guy all along

“Why what?” Pyro Storm asked confused

“Why me? Why use me?” Nate asked crying and shaking

“Because…I…I love you” Pyro Storm said and Nate heart immediately stopped

Pyro Storm? The Villain or at least who he always thought was a villain was in love with him?

“No you don’t” Nate shook his head in disbelief

“I do love you, I’ve always have, I know so much about you and…I Love you” Pyro Storm held him close and Nate slowly held him back

“Shadow Star knew about my feeling about you and used you to make me jealous, Which I guess it worked” Pyro Storm sniffed

“Why do you love me? Were strangers?” Nate asked him and Pyro Storm pushed away from him

“Nate I’ve watched you from afar for years and learned so many wonderful things about you; ,Like how beautifully your mine works, your big heart, your beautiful face, everything” Pyro Storm whispered and lend in and kissed Nate on the lips

Pyro Storm pushed Nate back and kissed his neck and held his slender hips, Nate moaned feeling his body shake as Pyro Storm's hand held him closer to him.

As they two were exploring each other's bodies; They heard a low cough behind them and saw it was Shadow Star standing behind them.

“Nate how could you” Shadow Star smirked and he walked closer

“Shadow Star don’t hurt him, he didn’t do anything wrong” Pyro Storm told him and stood behind Nate

“This is between me and you” Pyro Storm told him and held fire in his hands

“No this ends between you and me” Shadow Star said and jumped at him and attacked Pyro Storm

Nate watched in horror seeing a side of Shadow Star he never saw before, He looked evil, he looked like he was ready to kill.

“Shadow Star” Nate jumped and tired to grab his hand to stop him but Shadow star punched him and flew him across the room

Nate was dazed and he looked around to see that he was in a storage room. He stood up and saw Pyro Storm push Shadow Star out the window making a loud glass breaking noise and Shadow Star was gone and Nate and Pyro Storm were gone.

“Are you okay?” Nate asked and held his shoulder

“Yeah..I am now that I have you” Pyro Storm told him and kissed him and carried him back to the bed Nate was laying in before and finished what they started

“I’m so sorry, We have to tell everyone who Shadow Star really is and clear your name” Nate told him and hugged him

“Nate that can wait right now I just want to be with you” Pyro Storm kissed him gently on the cheek

Nate was confused, hurt, and scared but Pyro Storm seemed so honest and kind, Nate knew he was manipulated by Shadow Star and wanted to take him down to save the town and get back at him for breaking his heart.

He however learned that he never loved Shadow Star. He loved the idea of him but he didn’t love him but he loved Pyro Storm. His love for him almost burned in his chest and he wanted to be with him.

This isn’t the love story Nate expected but he wouldn’t change this for anything in the world, It was him and Pyro Storm against the world and he wouldn’t want it any other way.

The End!

#extraordinaries #I want to grow this fandom #Don't worry Shadow Star is still a dick #Pyro storm is still bae #queer books

[sedementaryrocks]

Invisible Touch, Part One

Word count: 3,904

Warnings: a decent amount of cursing

Molly Norman always struggled a bit with science class, but English was a different issue altogether. She dreaded third period, knowing she would have to suffer through writing a short story or a poem; she was never very good at getting the right words out. Speaking of third period, just her luck, that was the class she had next.

She walked down the hallway of the high school and saw the “Stallions ‘86” banners hanging from the ceilings and walls. She smiled. The final days of school were upon them, which meant the final days of sports. Everything but baseball was done for the year, so Molly was able to focus on school a bit more, taking time to study for any exams she might have. Cheer was the busiest sport to be in, and because of that, she barely had any time for herself when the school year was in full swing. But when summer drew near, and everything began to settle, she was able to relax. In a way.

As she walked, she saw a poster for Summer Cheer Camp and remembered the day her parents signed her up for it. She was so excited to go back and spend two weeks with all of her friends; she had been going to Cheer Camp every summer since her freshman year. She was set to start gymnastics lessons over the summer as well, which she was nervous about. Her parents insisted though, that if she wanted to cheer in college, she needed to be a step above, so she was going to be signed up for gymnastics lessons after camp.

She walked into the English classroom and sat down. When class started, she tried to pay attention, but felt herself getting lost in thought. She stared at a poster on the wall and only shook herself out of her imagination when it was time for free writing. Her least favorite part of class. She sat up straight and tried to write, a poem this time, since she always ended up trying to write a story. She just couldn’t get the hang of it, try as she might.

At the end of free writing, Ms. Jackson stepped to the front of the class. “Is anyone interested in reading for us?” she asked and Molly looked around. She never volunteered to read her work, always happy to turn it in at the end of the class along with the rest of the students. A handful of different people would volunteer each day to read, but there was always one person who the class could depend on to step up to read their work.

A hand shot up from the back of the class and a couple of students groaned, but Molly sat up straight, ready to listen.

Nate Wilson, she thought as she watched him almost saunter up to the front of the class in his red Converse he had been scribbling on not minutes earlier. She noticed he had a new patch on his jean jacket today.

Nate began to read his story, and as he did, the class shifted uncomfortably. Ms. Jackson sighed and listened to Nate’s reading about a person going through literal hell and their skin feeling the flames burning them, and they go to drink water but it turns out to be liquid lies they had told before in their life. Nothing they found could help them as they slowly burnt away in the flames.

He finished reading and looked at Ms. Jackson, who sighed again and nodded. “Thank you Nate, for reading. Anyone else interested in reading for us?” She asked as Nate made his way back to his seat.

He was always shocking people, surprising them. Molly never knew what he was going to do next in class. One time, Nate was in a really bad mood, and he spent the entire free writing time scribbling away on his paper. She had expected him to go up and read his poem or story, to shock everyone and upset others. But at the end of the period, he simply shoved it in his bag and left.

Her friend, Jen, shook her out of her thoughts by slipping her a note. Molly opened it quietly.

“Can you believe the weird stuff he wrote?” It read and Molly thought for a moment. It hadn’t seemed that bad. Sure, it was harsh and even a little painful to hear, but it was good, it felt real. Molly could never write anything like what Nate wrote, and she admired him for that skill.

Thankfully for Molly, she didn't have to reply to her friend's note. The bell rang and everyone was getting up to leave.

“Nate,” Ms. Jackson called out as the boy was trying to scurry out of the classroom, and he huffed when he heard his name. Molly wondered if he was going to get in trouble for his writing. As she stood up and made her way towards the door, she glanced at Nate. He looked almost…sad, she thought to herself. She looked away and walked out the door to her next class.

—-----

Nate flopped down into the tiny, beat up student desk that sat in front of Ms. Jackson’s larger, equally beat up teachers desk. Her papers that she had situated along the edge were neatly stacked and in order, but the papers in front of her, the ones she was using for writing or grading, were strewn around in a messy way.

Ms. Jackson was the only teacher Nate had who ever gave him chances. Everyone else was quick to dole out detention. Ms Jackson though, she was patient with him and praised his work that he read in class, when it wasn’t too ‘vulgar for a classroom setting’, as she put it. She was looking out for him, she would always say, knowing if the principal caught wind of some of his rougher works, it wouldn’t go very well for Nate. He was already always getting into trouble, the last thing he needed was a complaint from a parent about ‘devil writing in our students' classes’.

Ms. Jackson looked at Nate and studied him a bit. He looked like he had gotten some good rest the last couple days, he had been looking so tired recently, she thought to herself. He had his usual jean jacket on, with homemade patches, bottle cap pins, and embroideries he had undoubtedly done himself. He knew not to wear band shirts anymore. Getting sent home to change was too much of a hassle for his mom, who got called and reprimanded every time he wore an ‘unauthorized shirt’. Sure, he drove himself and a couple of his friends to school, so she didn’t have to come pick him up or anything, but he didn’t want to cause his mom any more trouble. He resigned to wearing plain shirts, using his jacket and his long black hair to make statements.

The teacher looked at Nate pointedly and waited for him to speak. Nate crossed his arms and waited back. He knew what was coming, he got it after almost every English class.

“Nate,” Ms. Jackson said with a sigh. “We talked about the graphic stuff. Your work is amazing, but some of it just isn’t ok to read in class,” she explained and Nate scoffed. “Some of the other students aren’t capable of handling the more difficult stuff.”

“How is this graphic? It’s just someone going through a tough time in their life. It’s a short story. The other students probably don’t even realize what it’s really about,” he argued back and she shook her head.

“Nate, please, work with me a bit,” she tried but he stood up, his chair screeching across the floor as he did.

“I’m the only one in class who’s trying to write from tue heart, the stuff that you preach to us about. Why am I the one getting crap for it?” He asked, confused and upset.

“Just…get to your next class. And keep writing,” she said to him and he scoffed again.

“Yeah, whatever,” he mumbled and turned around to leave.

“Nate,” Ms. Jackson called out after him and he stopped to turn and look at her. “Your short story was enlightening, I loved your symbolism and the way you described the feelings your subject was experiencing,” she said with a grin and Nate gave her a small smile back.

“Thanks,” he said and left the classroom.

———

Molly jogged around the gym with a couple of her cheer friends who were dressed in the same blue and yellow P.E, clothes that she was wearing. They were laughing about a party or the next game, and Molly was only partially paying attention. She couldn’t stop thinking about English and her writing, how it wasn’t at the same level as the poems and stories they read in class. Nate was a much better writer, and she admired him for that.

Nate, she thought and glanced over at the worn down, wooden bleachers.

Nate and his friend Paul were sitting, writing in a spiral notebook. Nate was pretending to play guitar and Paul was drumming on the notebook. They were laughing and chatting, it looked like they were writing a song, Molly thought to herself and turned back to her friends.

The girls jogged up to the small group of jocks and cheerleaders standing around talking, one of the boys dribbling a basketball, one of the girls was stretching. Everyone was chatting about one thing or another, probably the next big game coming up.

“Man, look at those weirdos,” she heard Keith say and the cheer girls around him all agreed or nodded their heads, tossing their hair around in high ponytails, the exact same style Molly had her own blonde hair pulled up in. The other jocks snickered and shoved each other as the group turned away from the two boys and focused back on more important things.

Molly stayed silent and looked over her shoulder at the boys on the bleachers again. She hadn’t thought what they were doing was that weird. She saw the band kids doing similar stuff all the time, why couldn’t they?

The group around her continued to chat but Molly still had her eyes on Nate. She watched him play air guitar, and she could just barely hear the notes he was making with his mouth. Nate pointed at something in the notebook, and at that moment, he glanced up and they made eye contact.

Molly whipped her head around and tried to tune into the conversation around her, but she could almost feel his eyes on the back of her head. She hoped he hadn’t thought she was making fun of him.

When she thought it was safe, she glanced back over her shoulder again and instantly found Nate’s brown eyes staring straight at her.

She gasped and turned around quickly, telling herself off for looking again. But he was looking at you too, she thought and blushed. She managed to avoid looking his way for the rest of gym and was happy to slip out of the locker room as quickly as possible at the end of the class.

———

The next day, Molly left first period and was making her way to her next class.

Her next class.

Her next class.

It was always her next this or that, or what her parents had her do. Sometimes, if she was lucky, she would beg her brother Rob to suggest something to their parents for her. He was the one who had planted the idea of music in their parents' heads five years ago. Her parents had reluctantly agreed and let her take violin lessons. She had loved every minute of it, but there wasn’t much time for music since cheer had picked up this year, her junior year.

She was so tired of all the pressure her parents put on her, the hoops they made her jump through because it would be ‘good for her future’. She sighed and picked at a piece of paper that stuck out between her chemistry book and she glanced up to make sure she didn’t bump into anyone when she saw him.

Nate Wilson.

He was walking down the hallway in the opposite direction she was headed. They held eye contact for a moment and she felt a warm flicker of a light spark up inside of her.

Suddenly, they were back in elementary school. Nate had gotten into trouble frequently then, but nothing like when he beat a kid up in the fourth grade. Why had he done it? The kid he beat up had been bullying a girl for a few days and Nate had had enough. He had a smile on his face as he got yelled at by the teacher while bring ushered away to the principal’s office.

Nate and his friends never received anything for Valentine’s Day, so one year in middle school, in seventh grade, Nate got all his friends chocolates. People had teased them about it, but Nate’s friends happily ate their candy, and Nate couldn’t keep a smile off his face.

In English class, in high school, he would read a personal essay, or a poem, or story, in class, and people thought his writing was so weird. So odd. She thought it was raw, personal, honest. She always loved hearing him read. He smiled at the end of each story, even though he thought no one would like it.

She was back in the hallways before a second had even gone by. Nate was smiling at her. That shit eating grin he always gave the teachers when they sighed at him. Smile back, she told herself but she was completely stricken by these thoughts. Before she could force a smile onto her face, the moment had passed and he was gone, down the hall, laughing with his friends about some game they were playing.

Nate was so happy. So so happy. And he didn’t follow other people's rules. The rules she had so strictly followed her whole life. The ones crafted to mold her into a perfect person. Who was this perfect person, though? Why has she followed these rules so blindly? And who was she now because of it?

She sat through her classes, feeling numb. Her friends noticed, and Kelsey even passed her a note to ask her what was wrong. She simply shook her head, whispered a “nothing” and turned back to her desk, trying to keep it together.

——

Nate noticed molly more than usual that day. He saw her sitting quietly in English class, almost curled in on herself. She looked so sad. She’d never looked sad like this before. Bummed out maybe, irritated sometimes, but never this sad. He wondered why she looked so upset. He wished there was a way he could help. He wished he could just walk up and ask her what was wrong.

But what kind of a look would people give him for doing something like that? A freak waltzing up to a cheerleader, asking her about her feelings? That wouldn’t go over well with the rest of the school population.

He settled for trying to ignore her, but he failed terribly at it. He couldn’t stop glancing at her in English, and he opted out of reading in front of the class, not wanting to create a spectacle that day for some reason.

Gym wasn’t any easier. She was always so active, and he and Paul always ended up sitting on the bleachers or hanging out under the big tree by the field. The perfect place to stay out of the way, and the perfect spot to see everything going on. So no matter where he looked, he saw her. Running or practicing her cheer routines with her friends. Big, fake smile plastered across her face. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He wondered what was going on to make her feel like she needed to pretend everything was ok, when it clearly wasn’t.

———

Rob didn’t know what to do. Molly sat in the passenger seat of his car on the way home after school, and she looked miserable. He kept glancing at her, trying not to be too obvious about it, but Molly noticed.

“Let me know if you want to talk,” he said quietly and she nodded numbly.

“I think I just need to sleep,” she said after a moment and Rob could tell by the sound of her voice that she was close to crying. He didn’t want to make her tip over the edge by saying the wrong thing, but he was worried staying silent wasn’t the best move either. Reassurance is always nice, he thought to himself and glanced at Molly again.

“Listen, whatever’s going on, you’ll know what to do. You’re so level headed,” he said and she nodded again, smiling weakly at him. Rob mentally cursed. Why did he feel like he had just made things worse? He gripped the steering wheel and kept driving, keeping his mouth shut.

———

The rest of the drive home was quick, and Molly was out of the car the second Rob turned the engine off. She practically ran inside and past her mom, straight to her room.

She closed the door, threw her bag on the floor, and collapsed into her bed. The tears started streaming down her face before she realized she was crying and she curled up, pulling a blanket around herself.

Why did she hurt so much? She could barely breathe. How much of ‘her’ personality was just her blindly following orders, not speaking her mind, doing what everyone else had her do? Maybe that’s why she was so unhappy, because she wasn’t…anyone.

Everything came crashing down on her. All the times she felt these feelings and pushed them down or ignored them. Every time she had looked in the mirror and not recognized who she saw staring back at her. It all surfaced. Molly heaved a sob and pulled the blanket around herself more. She looked around her room and saw everything that defined her. The posters and photos, the clothes hanging around, her stuffed animals, her cassette collection, the pom poms and her cheer uniform, even her violin, everything was picked out by her parents.

She cried harder and closed her eyes, trying to will herself to feel better, but it didn’t work this time. She gasped for air and kept crying, until she had yawned one too many times, and drifted off to sleep, still in her clothes from school.

———-

Nate sat on the couch in Paul’s garage that the band used for practice, a cigarette between his lips. He pulled his long, almost-curly black hair back and tied it out of his face and off his neck. It was hot, he was sweating, and the amps and electronics weren’t helping.

Paul, Brent, and Vic were all playing around on their own instruments while Nate sat with his guitar on his lap, a notebook and pencil in hand. He was writing and erasing and rewriting lyrics like a madman.

Paul glanced over at Nate from his own seat on the drum set and smiled. “What are you working on?” He called out and Nate waved him off.

“Nothing man,” Nate shot back and Vic smirked, walking over and snatched the notebook from him. “Dude! Come on man, don’t fuck around,” he said while Brent and Vic looked over the song, snickering.

“You’re such a sap,” Brent said and tossed the notebook to Paul, who read it over and smiled.

“I think it’s cute,” he said and Nate stood up to swipe the notebook back from them.

“Fuck off,” he said casually and flopped back down onto the couch and smoothed out the papers of the notebook.

He knew it wouldn’t really help anything, that she’d probably never hear this song, but he had so much building up inside him. He was bubbling over with frustration and he had to do something about it. If he couldn’t actually help her, he could at least write about it. He hummed under his breath and sang a couple verses of the lyrics before scribbling something else down on the paper.

———

“-Love don’t cry, just look up and look around.

We’re right here for you, don’t fall down.

Life may seem hard, it ain’t gonna be easy,

But if you need someone, that someone can be me.”

Nate finished reading his song and looked to Ms. Jackson for approval, who smiled and nodded at him. That’s more like it, she thought.

He smiled back and looked out over the class and saw Molly watching him with a sparkle in her eye. She was moving her hands like she was about to clap, but she awkwardly stopped and looked around quickly, before lowering her hands.

Nate looked at her, almost a bit shocked. Was she mocking him?

No…no, he knew Molly. She was too kind to do something like that, she was being genuine. She liked it, he thought to himself. Huh. Now that he really thought about it, Molly always seemed to pay attention when he read in class. He looked down at his paper, then back up at Molly.

Something clicked. Nate slowly let a smile spread across his face as he made and held eye contact with Molly.

She was stuck on him somehow, unable to tear her eyes away, and he kept his steady on hers as he walked back towards his desk. She glanced down at her own desk then back up at Nate about five times before she finally looked at him fully again and smiled shyly at him. His smile grew wider, showing a bit of teeth, and he winked once at her.

She gasped and turned around quickly, suddenly very interested in the paper on her desk. Nate chuckled and looked back at his song, that easy smile on his face. Damn, she’s adorable, he thought as he erased a couple words of his song and filled it back in, changing things just a bit.

——-

Molly sat at her usual table in the library after school, studying. She had to keep up with her grades if she wanted to do cheer in college, her moms voice rang in her ears and Molly closed her eyes, she tried to focus but her mind kept wandering.

As she reached for a pencil, she knocked one of her pens off the table and she tutted once. She went to bend over to reach for it, but before she could pick it up, a strong hand with a single silver skull ring on snagged it for her. Her head snapped up and she found herself face to face with Nate.

He smiled down at her and gently placed the pen on the table next to her hand, never taking his eyes off hers.

“Hey,” he whispered, barely a breath. Molly almost shivered.

“Hi,” she managed to say before he turned around and walked away, the smile still on his face. Her face was read as she watched him leave, a saunter in his step, his hands shoved in his back pockets.

She tried to get back to studying, but now all she could think about was Nate’s brown eyes, and his sweet smile he seemed to save only for her.

#original writing #metal head x cheerleader #original characters #cursing #the 80’s #writing #story time

[kandadiff]

Larger Than Life : what happened so far

(The POV from fans) Top moments from Larger Than Life so far .... and its only been 1 week.

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When Draven punched William

Who could forget when William Tomlinson and Kendall decided to play a 'prank' on Draven by ruining her makeup by pouring water in her foundation and powders despite Ed telling him to "leave her shit alone". It was Kat that told Draven who did it causing the former child star to hunt for him throughout the house. Ironically, he was on the phone with Ed when Draven approached him - decking him straight in the face without a word, so hard she knocked him right down. She then pulled his wallet out of his pocket, took his cash and departed the phone room with a simple "this is paying for my new makeup."

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Katya's friendship with Austin

Okayyyy controversial; but I love this pairing. Obviously it won't be romantic (because he has Vanessa) but these two are kind of adorable together. Both teasing each other and clearly comfortable around each other - I love it. I'm surprised they weren't closer coming in the house but I guess the isolation of the house helps you build friendships (or enemies) fast. Its clear Vanessa doesn't like them spending a lot of time together but I support it sooo 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Tyler and Makayla's relationship

Another unpopular opinion; I don't like them together. Sure like they have cute moments but then like ... where is he? Half the time hes hanging out with Bella who I know is there mutual friend but hes always with her. The only time hes not is when they go out in the club. Plus, when Kendall and Gigi were being rude to her ... where the hell was he? Zayn stood up for Makayla and when he heard about it later from Zayn he just shrugged it off... whatever.

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When Kay found out it was Liam speaking his doubts about her music career to their metal music managers & producers

There was clues Liam was doing this throughout the first couple of days because despite her success with Girlfriend she wasn't getting anymore permission to make more music. She - like us- knew Liam was hiding something when she asked him about it but it wasn't until Zayn confided in her after their third night at the club that he confessed Liam told their managers that "it was best if she focus on minor acting roles because she wasn't strong enough to have more then a few hits." We were all glued to our screens when she confronted him that night directly in his face screaming "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Liam denied it until she screamed that they told her - Liam cornered, then admitted that he was insecure that once she got to his level of fame that she would change and leave him. "But I love you and I'm sorry - ill take it all back - ill fund any music or movies you'll want to do." She ended the fight throwing the drink in his face and shouting "I don't need your fucking money, or you, you fucking asshole!" With that she moved out from there room and moved in with Cassie.

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When Maddy got into the argument with Emma and her crew and left to a hotel for the night

When Maddy and Emma got into it about a 'look' on Maddy's face. Emma, Hayley & Rachel winded up tossing Maddy's clothes into the pool and Maddy threw a can of soda at Emma. It escalated from there and it was Nate and Shawn to pull both girls away from each other. Maddy was sent to a hotel to calm down... the end of the episode ending with the girl making her one phone call to a new mystery inhabitant of the house....

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[mrs-nate-humphrey]

on the topic of milo humphrey, i wish we had seen a little bit more of what happened between georgina showing up heavily pregnant at the loft and georgina fucking off to st. barts. like, what on earth does dan humphrey attempting to co-parent a newborn baby with georgina sparks, of all people, look like? as toxic as she might be, georgina’s dynamic with dan was always darkly hilarious to me, and im very curious about how they uh, dealt with each other during that time period

this is actually something that WILL come up eventually in my wonder how; wonder why verse! (even though that’s the one with the dangina wedding and all that.) i think it’s notable that when georgina says she’s taking milo, dan doesn’t really protest re: her mothering skills. if georgina was an abusive/neglectful mother At That Stage i feel like dan might have put up more of a struggle, some sort of “he may not be biologically mine, but i have been taking care of him better than you have!” but there’s no hint to that sentiment, nothing like that at all.

and i KNOW that dan’s self worth is shit, i know he wouldn’t outright go “you involved me in this, i became his parent when i signed that birth certificate” (he could’ve contested legally to keep milo, and he might’ve actually won that case, but we know he would not have done that.) but remember in s1 when alison comes back and dan yells at her about leaving because “jenny needs her mother”?? if georgie wasn’t good to milo, i think we would’ve seen it. 

the canon implication is extremely very much that georgina and dan were actually splitting responsibilities more or less evenly, before she abandons him briefly (& then comes back and takes milo away for good.) they probably took turns staying up if needed, feeding milo, changing milo, etc. and given the fact that dan seems a lot less :/ about the situation as i would expect him to be, i really do headcanon georgina to have been. uh. actively involved in co-parenting milo, for that period of time.

i do think that georgina has a sort of soft spot for dan - which is not to say she’s good to him or anything, but more like that relationship is one that she enjoys (even though it’s absolutely objectively not a healthy one.) the fact that dan was ready to turn his life upside down inside out for milo INCLUDES georgina - in the sense that he was turning his life upside down to let both G & milo stay with him. and if what she was telling him about the circumstances that led to her being pregnant and needing to flee and get help were true - even if they weren’t true, her desperation seemed pretty real - i think she really needed the sort of stability and grounding nature that being at dan’s would’ve provided. 

so i think she would be Nice to him for a bit. and he’d get lulled into a fake sense of stability, which - georgina sparks is the exact opposite of stability. the only thing consistent about georgina is that NOTHING is consistent about georgina.

a miniseries that just goes into the antics of dan & georgina raising milo (while georgina causes trouble and vanessa & nate try to ensure that dan is okay, because georgina sure as hell isnt doing that) would be such fun. just 10 episodes. i haven’t watched shameless, but isn’t there a moment where one of the kids snorts cocaine by accident? i feel like that’s pretty much what’d happen if georgie was on her own with milo. and dan of course knows this, knows georgina, so he overcompensates. he’s taking care of everything all the time. he would wrap milo in bubble wrap if that’d keep him safe. and nate and vanessa are just chilling in the loft watching everthing burn (metaphorically) like ‘wow, dan and his ex girlfriend objectively have no chill. wow.” 

#anon #milo humphrey #cocaine mention #honestly tho everyone's summer between s3 and s4 is a goldmine of stuff #we should've gotten: #more blairena in paris #jenny actually healing + eric joining her in hudson #nate befriending the sex workers he invited over and generally just spending evenings like #playing board games with them and talking to them about life #dan and georgina struggling with milo #and vanessa getting back into the city like 'what the HELL' #'what on earth did i miss?' #vanessa: when did nate get so many friends?? #nate's friends: he pays us to hang out with him #vanessa: raising a eyebrow #nate: it's wholesome okay! it's not weird!

[little-diva-gurl]

You are the best drug I consume

Elliot x Reader

Warnings: drug addiction, sexual thoughts

Word Count: 1.4K

Have you ever felt like every time something went wrong you could just wrap yourself up in a blanket like a burrito and ignore everything that goes on in the world? Better yet, I could’ve asked if you ever felt like a plastic bag drifting through the wind wanting to start again?”, but those are just lyrics from Firework by Katy Perry. Well my drug of choice and ONLY drug is weed, Mary J, marijuana, cannabis, etc. it calms all anxiety, depression, anger, majority of the negative feelings I get on a daily basis.

It’s my sense of Euphoria, and no one will be taking it away from me. My parents knew I smoked but they never voiced their concerns, because that would make them hypocrites when they smoked too. I made sure to tell them when I’d go out to smoke with friends or hang out with Rue the ex-drug addict (when everyone knows she’s not clean she just denies it when we ask).

New years Eve and parties are something that definitely mix well with weed, other drugs, and alcohol. I already smoked a blunt of strawberry kush that smelled amazing with my champagne toast perfume from bath & body works. My dark red tight dress hugged my tits, and ass perfectly with my blood red stiletto nails. Rue texted me the address letting me know where she would be when I got there, which was with Fez (our lord and savior).

Walking through the crowded house consisted of one gigantic fuckwad named Nate Fucking Jacobs. Maddy’s (hopefully stays that way) ex-boyfriend who’s dad likes to fuck minors (Rue told me about Jules), that kid has many anger issues with bigger daddy issues than every kinky girl with daddy issues have. But what caught my eyes was that Cassie Howard was with him hopping out the truck making my eyes widen.

“Oh fuck, that’s fucked up. Maddy will fucking kill Cassie if she finds out.” I whisper to myself walking slightly quicker into the house before either one could make eye contact with me.

Pushing through people who I might’ve known and just didn’t give a single fuck to know their names, because there’s reason to care since they’re mindless zombies. I head to the living room seeing Fez and Rue talking making a smile appear on my face finally seeing faces that I recognize and care about.

“Hey guys, how’s it going? Excited for a new year of bullshit and school?” I asked while approaching them making their attention turn to me

“Y/N! What the fuck is up, girl? Need more weed from me? I got a new shipment today.” Fez asked making me smile and shake my head declining his offer since I was already stocked up.

Fez was a drug dealer but he was like a brother to me making sure I take care of myself as well as keeping me well stocked on weed since I pay him up front instead of Rue. usually when I need someone to smoke with since Rue hasn’t smoked a lot of weed, because she’d rather take stronger pills.

We talk about personal things like the future, or how our days went, or how we feel deep down. He’s someone I trust as well as Rue, since he’s someone that will listen and give an opinion even when he has a lot going on especially with his grandma and Ash.

“Y/N, you wanna go to the bathroom with me? I just don’t want something to happen while I’m sobering up.” Rue asked me while getting up with a squinty smile.

“Alright, I’m coming especially with Nate Jacobs being here who knows what will happen later.” I said making Fez glance around since he’s the one that snitched him out to the cops

Saying a quick see you later to Fez as he lit up a joint, Rue and I walked towards the hallway where the bathroom might be. Lexi passed us but not without asking if we knew where Cassie was, making us reply with a no. She sighed telling us to let her know if we see her as we walked further into the hall seeing Maddy knocking on a door which might be the bathroom.

“Hey Maddy, are you waiting on the bathroom too?” I asked her making her turn around with an irritated sigh making me giggle slightly while Rue turned around walking to another hallway to find somewhere to get high. I’ll just follow her after talking to Maddy.

“Yes, but Nate decided he wanted to take a fucking shit at a party! Can you believe that?” Maddy told me making my smile drop instantly remembering seeing Nate with Cassie when I arrived

“Huh, what a dick. Who takes a shit at a party? Hold that in until you get home.” I answered making her laugh while groaning knowing she has to pee causing me to laugh even more with this weed in my system

The door opened up with Nate Jacobs glaring down at Maddy and I as he pushed her out the way, probably heading towards the alcohol to drink. In my head I’m hoping Fez or Ash beat the shit out of him for ratting them out, especially when I had to wait a whole month without my supply since I wouldn’t buy from anyone else. Maddy walked into the bathroom after saying a bye to me as I turned away to find where Rue had gone.

Heading towards the hallway that she went to, my eyes then found a familiar blonde girl with Kat. Jules. She was back and that made me frown slightly knowing that Rue went to a dark place, especially when she almost OD’d in front of me. I walk faster down the hall opening some doors Rue nowhere to be found. I checked the last one and opened it to find a guy with bleached blonde tips in the laundry room sitting on the floor with 2 fingers on Rue’s pulse.

Fuck.

Author's Note: Hi guys! this is my first time actually writing something and really posting it, please I would love feedback as well

#elliot euphoria #elliot x reader #dominic fike #euphoria elliot x reader #rue bennett #jules vaughn #fez #fez euphoria #rue euphoria #jules euphoria

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Hey! Could i request the dorm leaders with an esper MC? Kinda like Mob psycho or Saiki k :) and maybe they don't really use this ability of theirs that much since in their world they're literally a teen who's trying to live a normal life(like Mob basically), so nobody knew about their psychic powers except Grim since the mirror said that he couldnt sense any magic in them(i'm pretty sure that psychic powers don't really count as magic but idk lol).

Feel free to ignore if you don't wanna write it! :)

 A/N: Ooh this was a fun one! I haven't watched Mob Psycho (I know about that fine ass blonde man-) but I have watched Saiki k and I loved it, still need to finish it tho jlafljhdas 

Characters: Kalim Al-Asim, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

P.S: I’m so sorry this is so long omg but I guess this is a strong comeback-

Warnings: none except for language

Riddle:

-You wanted to stay as far away as possible from him

-Riddle was part of the trio of people you wanted to stay away from: Riddle, Vil, and Azul

-Riddle paid so much attention to fine details that if something was up, he'd definitely notice it

-But unfortunately you were best friends with the two goobers of Heartslabyul: Ace and Deuce

-And Riddle had started to pay attention to you and your habits, and something was off with you

-It's almost as though you tried too hard to be normal, like Jamil

-And he could never let something like that happen again, so yes he was watching you

-One day you accidently slipped up and was irresponsible with your powers

-Grim was bothering you since he got into a deal with Azul for tuna and they were standing outside with the twins, since Grim lost

-You told him to fend for himself and teleported, however you didn’t plan where you would go

-And you teleported into the Heartslabyul dorm

-What sucks is that your teleportation power was literally flashy with a bright ass green light every time you popped in somewhere

-Just when you thought you were lucky since the whole dorm was uninhabited...except for Riddle who watched the whole thing

-He was completely shocked, he didn’t know what to say other than “What did you just do?!” 

-You explained to him, and that just pieced everything together

-How you solved overblots with such ease, and that one day you had a “strength potion to test for Azul” was such bs!

-Riddle ends up keeping your secret, since he values your privacy but if you do something major and mess up then he will tell!

-”I understand but please be more careful with your powers. I need to institute discipline and you are no exception, Y/N.”

-He really does care about you and doesn’t want you to be found out 

-Goes the extra mile to cover for you often, and in exchange you help him out with things :)

Leona:

-He didn't really care about you at first but as you started to hang Jack and Ruggie, Leona started to get more suspicious

-Your scent had proven that you had some trace of magic, but Leona just couldn't put his finger on it

-So he sent Ruggie after you for a couple of days

-If you were a threat to Savanaclaw, Leona would crush you

-But Ruggie had only reported back that everything with you was perfectly normal

-"Just give it up Leona, they're just an ordinary human. The scent is probably weird because they're from a completely different world."

-But Leona still had that feeling, so he was keeping an eye on you

-You had made a deal with Crowley to keep your powers secret to solve problems on campus (it did cut repair costs and handymen costs in half so-)

-Your new quest was to rid the forest of the Angolo fungus that was manifesting into living fungus blobs 

-The one thing that gave you away was Grim, as you both had to stop by the Greenhouse to read some info about the fungus

-The cat beast was being far too loud, not understanding why he had to go and mess around with the icky fungus

-You simply replied “It’ll be quick, I’ll just use Hydrokinesis and dry out the fungus since they’re mainly filled with water. They become fertilizer once dried so we can just leave them there.”

-And there Leona was, ears perked up once he heard your voice

-Hydrokinesis? What are you talking about?

-So he set off, following you to the forest

-You started to fly, turning the once green and lively fungus to brown dust while Grim napped against a tree

-Leona for the first time in the while, was left speechless

-Once you noticed him, you realized you had to talk to him

-Confronting him later on, luckily Leona didn’t spill to anyone 

-He promised to never tell anyone about what he saw, and had no clapbacks for what you had to say 

- Leona doesn’t even benefit from this secret...besides mayyybee one day asking for your help if his pride lets him

-By the Great Seven why does everything have to not be in his favor-

Azul:

-Another one who you have got to be careful around, since he’s incredibly observant

-More observant than Riddle

-Azul noticed that you’re an incredibly average person, and were incredibly relaxed even during the most stressful situations

-And almost every single time whenever you were in a tight spot, it works in your favor

-Just how is that possible? Solving overblots left and right? Every single time you disappeared the infestation of magical beasts are gone? 

-One day, you were getting picked on by a three guys, their stature far above yours and incredibly strong. How could you possibly win?

-Just as he was about to scoop in a save you, you slammed one of the men into the concrete, taking on the other two by electrocuting them, the blue lightning buzzing in your palms

-They were completely knocked out, dusting off your palms and picking up your things only to face Azul’s eyes

-After giving an explanation of what that was, he was still speechless

-Azul at first was incredibly shocked and then since Azul is Azul... later on realized this had benefits

-He could just blackmail you to be his new bodyguard!

-Oh how he always manages to bend life to his will-!

-So you could just wipe his memory... or turn him into stone...nvm

-You’re now Azul’s arch nemesis since you end up saving people from his scamming and you’re basically untouchable and there’s nothing he can do about it

-But he does find your great strength admirable (and a lil hot, I mean what can u say seeing someone floating in the air with electricity flowing through them is a nice look okay Nate shut up)

Kalim: 

-Oh Kalim my beloved

-He just thinks that you’re incredibly talented and a little mysterious

-You have your little quirks and he has his! Who is he to judge?

-Until one day you wanted to make the load lighter on Jamil, since the berries that Kalim had requested for were only in season in one country

-You decided to just teleport and then come back with the berries so Kalim wouldn’t be pouty 

-You were outside the door ready to teleport when last minute you felt a hand on your shoulder

- “Oh Y/N you forgot-!”

-And there both you and Kalim were, in a berry field thousands of miles away from the Scarabia dorm

-Kalim screams, falling to the lush green of the field

-What happened?! Where are we?! How did you do that?!

-You quickly gathered all the berries at light speed, making sure that you got back before Jamil realized that you were gone

-Kalim wasn’t scared of you, rather impressed that you were able to keep a secret for that long, he could never!

-You’re already super cool, and on top of this you have otherwordly powers!

- “It must’ve been stressful living your life like this! But don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret!”

-Yes he sometimes asks you to perform some of your powers for him, sorry Y/N-

Vil:

-While you were his friend, he was incredibly suspicious of you

-Even though you wiped everyone’s memory, he still had the faint memory of when he was in overblot mode of you blasting him with a beam of light

-Vil was incredibly upset as one of his assistants had mixed up his items, and left one of his vital skincare items on the set of where they were filming a new commercial

-It was being shipped and would take 3 days to reach NRC

-His mood was horrible and you had to do something about it to give grace to the Pomefiore dorm

-So you went to the second story of the Pomefiore dorm, ready to use Apport (the power to pull anything before you) 

-However, Vil felt incredibly guilty

-He was acting like a child and he shouldn’t have taken it out on the people who he loves and values

- “Y/N, how I was acting was incredibly inappropriate and- is that my moisturizer? How did you get it?”

-Starts freaking out as this was impossible as it was on it’s way from being shipped from another country

-This was the last straw for him ther was no justification for this that wasn't done by some form of magic

-He takes you to his room to make you sit down and give him an explanation for this

-Once you finished, Vil understood but was still freaked out

-He cares alot about keeping your powers a secret and will cover for you

-"So my aport powers need to exchange something of equal value so... I exchanged it with that Scucci purse over there-

-"MY LIMITED EDITION SCUCCI PURSE?!"

-He loves you, but you're dead to him, Y/N dear

Idia:

-Before he knew you, he didn't really notice anything off with you

-A little quiet sure but he minded his own business, he had bigger things to focus on

-Until you hung around Ignihyde more often for a project, fixing a huge generator by yourself for one of your partners for a project

-They took a break only after you told them that they could and apprehensive went to go get food and water

-Anyone with eyes could see that there's an overbearing amount of energy flowing through the fairly large sized cube

-Wait, you were wearing no gloves, you could get electrocuted! Why would have your bare hands on something like that?!

-Just as he was able to yell, it was too late, your whole body was flowing with the bright blue energy... and then you let go

-You were walking completely fine, you went and held a random wire on the ground, placing the electricity inside

-The static from your hair was gone, and you looked completely normal. . .

-Just what the hell are you?

-He did hours of research trying to figure you out, even sending Ortho to monitor you

-Yet there was nothing, you were just a “regular teen” 

-Was ready to get S.T.Y.X.S on your ass- (is that too soon to joke abt my bad overblot boys-)

-Until one day he caught you again bending electricity to your will

-Is incredibly impressed with your power (lowkey wanting to experiment on you)

-After he realizes that you can read minds Idia is so damn frightened

- “O-Okay I promise not to say anything, just don’t tell anyone what I’m thinking a-alright?!”

Malleus:

-You were one of the only people who he trusted

-Malleus had always detected some form of magical aura that was otherworldly from you and it never seemed to fade

-And it wasn’t often, but it was almost like you knew what he was thinking

-Whenever he was deeply upset he felt a twinge of energy from you, and then you would insist and help him out with his problems

-And he flat out says “Are you reading my mind, Y/N?”

-You had never been directly outed like this before, you felt horrible 

-You never read people’s minds unless it was very necessary

-whenever Malleus felt deeply gloomy you felt like it was important to just read his mind and help him with the problem

-You explained it to him and apologized, but he wasn’t upset

-In fact, he was smiling?

- “It seems like we have alot of things that we’re hiding from each other. But... you always had the best intentions whenever you used your abilities”

-He let out a sigh and reluctantly admitted, “And, I know that I’m quite stubborn with revealing my feelings.” 

- “I will keep your secret as long as you keep mine, Child of Man,” the dragon fae said, you both shaking on it

- “I always had a feeling that you were special, but I never thought it would be something of this caliber...” 

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #malleus x reader #leona x reader #azul x reader #riddle x reader #malleus draconia x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #malleus draconia #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #riddle rosehearts #kalim x reader #kalim al asim #idia x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #vil x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit

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I don't think I care - Part 4

Elliot X Reader Fez X Reader (Siblings)

Word count 2.8k

Warnings- Euphoria topics, talk of drug use

As soon as you woke up in the morning you checked your phone, seeing Elliot’s response and smiling to yourself “I’m hanging out with a couple of my friends in a few hours, you should come. I think you would all like each other” you responded before getting out of bed and getting ready for the day, walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch, next to Ash who was already awake. “Good morning” you said smiling softly, Ash looking over at you “good morning, I heard your conversation with Fez last night” he told you, you sighed “Ash, I promise I’m fine. I love how much you two love me and I know you just want the best for me, but I have to make my own decisions. I don’t even know why you two are making this such a big deal. We’re just friends and all we did was talk.” You explained

 “Because we know you (Y/N) you don’t just talk to a stranger for an hour, especially at a party and without telling us” He said “I’m sure if you think he’s a nice guy, that he is, but that doesn’t mean he’s trustworthy. Or good enough for my sister” he said, and you blushed lightly, looking away from him so he didn’t notice before you stood up “when fez wakes up can you tell him I’m going to hang out with Rue and Jules? I’ll be home around 6” you told him before walking out of the front door, checking your phone before texting Elliot again “actually I’m free now, if you want to hang out sooner.” You pressed send before starting to walk, you didn’t completely lie to Ash, you were going to hang out with Rue and Jules, but you just left out the fact that Elliot would be there, and you were probably going to hang out with him first.

It didn’t take long for Elliot to respond, only a couple minutes before you got a response, Elliot offering to pick you up from your house, but you told him to pick you up somewhere else. Elliot got up and got ready as quick as possible, not wanting to leave you waiting to long. It only took about 15 minutes before Elliot was pulling up in his car to pick you up. Smiling as he saw you, watching you get into his car “hey” you smiled at him “hey, how was your night?” he asked you, not seeing you after you left the laundry room, “It was okay, my brothers are being annoying and over protective but what’s new” you laughed softly, he shrugged “sorry if I got you in trouble” he said pausing for a second.

“Was your brother the one who beat up that other guy?” he asked, looking over at you, you bit your lip softly before you spoke “uh, yeah, that’s one of them. The other guy is Nate Jacobs, my ex-boyfriend” you said “I hope seeing that didn’t scare you off, Fez can be a bit overprotective sometimes, well a lot of the times” you told him. Elliot smiled softly “you think I’d be here right now if that scared me off?” he asked, but you knew it was a rhetorical question, “plus, now I have even more of a reason not to become an ex-boyfriend” he said, joking to show that it didn’t really bother him. Did it scare him? Sure. But he knew he would never do anything on purpose to hurt you, so he wouldn’t have to worry about it.

The next 2 hours was spent by the two of you driving around aimlessly just talking, like you did the night before. It was mostly you doing the talking, Elliot could listen to you talk for hours. You told him about your relationship with Nate, explaining why Fez and Nate didn’t get along, just leaving out the fact that Nate snitched on your brothers for dealing drugs. You would figure out a better time to tell Elliot about what your brothers did. You told him about your friends, mostly Rue and Jules, how their relationship was toxic, but that Jules was also good for Rue. Elliot chimed in occasionally, to show that he was still paying attention.

Once you picked up Rue and Jules, Elliot drove the four of you to some random parking lot, putting the car in park and you and Elliot turned towards each other, you looking back and Rue and Jules, you introduced the 3 of them to each other “You’re the guy from the laundry room right?” rue asked him as Jules looked in between you and Elliot, noticing how he kept looking over at you every couple seconds. “yeah” Elliot laughed softly “I am” “Thanks for telling on me by the way” you said, turning to rue, “Sorry” she put her hands up defensively “You know how he is, he would have gotten it out of me eventually” she said, you sighed but nodded, knowing it was true. “Does Fez know he’s here?” Rue asked, you shook your head, looking down at your hands, you did feel guilty about lying to your brothers but there wasn’t exactly another option. “No, he just thinks I’m with you two” you said gesturing to Rue and Jules. 

Rue gasp softly in a teasing way “look at you (Y/N), lying to your brothers, I’m finally getting the rebellious side out of you” she said, laughing softly. You and Rue practically grew up together, from third grade to now. The two of you did everything together, she was your friend first, obviously knowing who Fez was, just from being over at your house, but once she started doing drugs, she became more of a friend to Fez also. Who she was closer to just depended on how bad she needed drugs at the time? 

“Hey, I’m the one she’s lying about hanging out with, if anyone should get credit it’s me” Elliot chimed in, trying to make a joke about the situation. As much as he wanted to hang out with you, he didn’t want to get you in trouble. You and Rue let out a small laugh “Okay, whatever” Rue playfully rolled her eyes at Elliot. Jules just kept watching the 3 of you interact occasionally chiming in with something to say, but she stayed mostly quiet, not liking how Elliot and Rue just automatically got along, not liking how Elliot kept glancing over at you, she noticed the look in his eyes every time he did. Jules almost felt jealous.

 After a minute or two of comfortable silence Jules finally spoke “I don’t like you” she said, looking directly at Elliot. “Is it the face tats? It’s usually the face tats” Elliot said, looking over at Jules “it’s not the face tattoos” It partly was if she was being honest 

“I can’t tell what it is, but I just don’t like you” she told him, you and Rue looked at each other for a second, was she seeing the same Elliot that you two did? The charming, slightly awkward side, or was she seeing some other side of him that you two didn’t see, either way it was two against one, so Elliot stayed. “Well, I’m an open book, you can ask me anything, any of you can” he said, Jules instantly jumping on that “do you do drugs?” she asked Elliot “like more then weed?” she asked. Turns out he wasn’t that much of an open book, first question in and he was already lying “No” he said before hesitating, remembering that he was doing a line when you met “Well yes, I guess? Only at parties, more of a social thing for me” he said, Jules somewhat accepting the answer, not exactly happy with it. “When was the last time you did drugs?” Jules asked, “last night at the party” Elliot answered, lying again, he took a pill or two when he got home from the party. “What was it?” Jules asked

 “Why are you so interested in his drug use Jules? It’s not like I haven’t used drugs, I was addicted remember? You were dating me when I was addicted to drugs and (Y/N)’s brothers are drug dealers” Rue said before Elliot could answer, and he was kind of glad “We aren’t exactly the group to be judging peoples drug use Jules” You sighed, this is how most of your hang outs went, fine until either Rue or Jules said or did something to make the other snap. “I just don’t want you to start taking drugs again Rue, your finally clean and I don’t want you to be tempted by being around people who do use.” Jules explained, and she did have a point, but what you or Jules didn’t know was the fact that Rue wasn’t clean anymore. You thought she might not be when she came to Fez one night trying to buy more pills, but he wouldn’t sell her any, and you didn’t think she had any other way to get them, so you just assumed she didn’t take anything anymore. “So, you don’t trust me?” Rue said, looking at Jules, the two starting to argue like it was only them in the car. 

You looked over at Elliot as he kept looking in-between the two girls as they argued, confused on how being questioned could lead into them arguing, you on the other hand were used to it, leaning against the car door. “Told you” You whispered to Elliot, “they do this all the time. They will either be fine in 5 minutes, or both want to go home, I can never quite guess what it’s going to be” you told Elliot as he let out a small laugh, “I see what you mean by toxic now” he looked over at you “Yeah, I think they both mean well, they don’t mean to hurt each other, but it just happens. It’s complicated” you explained, looking back at the two when you heard Jules call your name, opening her door and getting out of the car, waiting for you to do the same, you looked at Elliot, rolling your eyes and mouthing “be right back” before smiling softly at him, stepping out of the car and closing the door, walking over to Jules, seeing the tears in her eyes 

“I just want what’s best for her” Jules said, letting her tears fall, you reaching out to hug her “I know, but you can’t force Rue to do or not do anything. You have to let her make her own choices.” You told her, “I’m just scared of losing her” Jules said. You just held her and let her cry, knowing that that’s the only thing that would make her feel better.

A minute after you had stepped out of the car Rue looked at Elliot “you’re lying” she told him, he’s head turning from looking at you and Jules in the rearview mirror, now looking at Rue “What? No, I’m not” he said, “I’m not an idiot, the way you answered Jules’s question, then changed your answer, over explaining. I know another addict when I see one” she said. “I am not an addict” he said “Do I use? Yes, but I could stop if I wanted” He told her “So a functioning addict” she corrected herself, “Do you have anything?” she asked him “I thought you were clean?” he asked Rue shrugged “Just because I let people think I’m clean, doesn’t mean I am. So do you have anything?” she asked again, but he shook his head “not in my car, no” he told her, that being the first time he’s told the truth.

“Who do you buy from?” she asked “Fez cut me off, I need someone new before I run out of pill the pills I had left” she said, “Some kid named Ash, I’ve only bought once since I’ve moved here” he answered, Rues eyes suddenly got big “Dude, that’s (Y/N)’s little brother” she said, this time Elliot’s eyes getting big “Fuck” he whispered under his breath “Let me give you one piece of advice, if you ever even want a chance of being with (Y/N), and I can tell you do, you’re not very good at hiding it, you’ve been giving her fucking puppy dog eyes since we’ve been in this car you can’t buy from them again” she told him, all Elliot did was nod. “I don’t know what it is about her” Elliot told Rue “I don’t care if she never wants to be more then friends, I need her in my life. I’ve never liked someone this much, I know it might sound stupid, but I can’t lose her, especially not because of something like who I bought drugs from” he said, occasionally looking in the rear-view mirror at you as he talked. 

“I don’t even think you can go 30 seconds without looking at her” Rue teased Elliot, “But seriously, you don’t have to worry about Fez, once he sees you make (Y/N) happy, he’ll get over himself, he’ll do anything for that girl I swear, he can’t tell her no” she rolled her eyes playfully, remembering all the times that she asked Fez to take the two of you somewhere, or have a sleepover and if it was Rues idea it was a no, but the second you suggested something Fez would usually say yes. “Ash is the one you have to worry about, I’ve known (Y/N) since we were 8 and I swear the kid still hates me” she laughed. “Do you think she likes me?” he asked Rue “Are you kidding, of course she does, she wouldn’t be here if she didn’t.” she told him

You and Jules got back in the car, Elliot smiling at you once you sat down, Rue looking over at Jules, seeing that she had been crying, looking down at her hands. “I want to go home, Elliot can you take me home” Jules asked, not looking at Rue. Elliot looked over at Jules, nodding “Yeah” he said, turning the car on and driving out of the parking lot. “I think I’m going to go home too.” Rue said, “Oh, no don’t let me stop you guys from having fun” Jules responded, clearly still pissed off. Rue sighed and Elliot dropped off Jules first, then Rue.

“They do that all the time?” Elliot asked, letting out a small laugh, “Yeah, you get used to it” you shrugged “I honestly can’t tell if they are good for each other or not, but they can’t seem to stay away from each other” you said. “I should probably go home too” you said sighing softly, Elliot pouted softly, making you laugh “but I don’t want you too” he said, “I don’t want to either” you said, the two of you looking at each other “but if I don’t Fez will get pissed, its already 6:30pm and I told him I would be home by 6. He already probably thinks I’ve been kidnapped” you joked, “Let me drop you off at least?” he asked, “you can drop me off down the street, but they will see you if you actually drop me off” he shrugged “good enough for me” he smiled at you, before driving towards your street. 

A few minutes later he parked down the street from your house, turning towards you after. “Can I tell you something?” Elliot asked as you turned to him “of course, you can tell me anything.” You said, “I really like you, I know it might seem fast, since we just met last night, we don’t have to rush anything, no pressure, but I just wanted to tell you” He rambled “I like you too, don’t worry about it seeming fast. Just because we know we like each other doesn’t mean we have to rush things” You told him, he nodded, smiling “Can I kiss you before you go?” he asked, you blushed and nodded “of course you can” you smiled, both leaning towards each other before your lips touched, his hand going to your cheek, and your hand going to his chest, pulling away a few moments later. “Text me when you get home okay?” you nodded “of course” you smiled and kissed each other again quickly before you stepped out of the car, Elliot watching you walk until he couldn’t see you anymore.

Once you walked through your front door, Fez and Ash looked at you instantly. “Where have you been?” Fez asked “with Rue and Jules” you answered, putting your bag down, “you’re late” he said, and you shrugged “Rue and Jules got into a fight, you know how they are” you said. That answer seeming to satisfy him. 

#elliot x reader #elliot x fem!reader #elliot x y/n #fezco x reader #fez x y/n #elliot euphoria #fezco euphoria

[bella351]

Some new lovers in town!

Warnings: none

Concept: your friend dress you up to impress fezco and some other cute moments at his shop late at night.

- Ugh, I’m bored! Maddy said

- Me to. You heard Kat and Lexi say. But Cassie just sat there quite.

- Yeah, me to. We should do something. You said while playing with your necklace.

- I know but what? Maddy asked. You, kat, Lexi, Maddy and Cassie were sitting spreed all across Lexi and Cassie’s room. Just hanging out a Saturday night. But it wasn’t a normal Saturday night. Because last Saturday and all of the other Saturday before that, all off you would be out partying. But there was no party in town this week.

- I what we should do. Kat said while she took a sip off her drink.

- What? Lexi asked.

- Truth or dare. Kat said

- Are you a kid, no. Maddy said.

- Come on. It’ll be fun. You said.

- Ugh fine. Then I’ll start. Maddy put a hand to her chin and started thinking. Okay, truth or dare kat.

- Dare.

( You guys continued playing for a while)

- Truth or dare y/n. Maddy said.

- Truth. You answered.

- Do you. She started. Like fez?

- Like Fezco. Maybe like a little bit. You said. Maddy gave you the look.

- Fine yes I like him. You said.

- OMG. The hole group scream and you smiled and blushed. Expect for Cassie. She was prob texting Nate.

- I know what we should do! Lexi said.

- What?? You said nervously.

- We should dress you up and then we can take Maddy’s car and drive to fezcos store and you can buy us like something. So he can se how hot you are!

- OMG YES. Maddy said. I can use my new eyeshadow palette on you.

- And let me pick out some clothes. Kat said.

- Okay. You said with the biggest smile on your face.

After a while you were looking gorgeous! Your eyes were sparkling like a thousand stars. And your clothes looked like they were professionally designed.

- Okay, jump in the car bitches. Maddy said as she unlocked the doors to her new pink car. But Cassie wasn’t coming.

- I’m so nervous. You said

- Don’t be! You look amazing. Kat responded. After a while you guys were only a few minutes away. And then you were there. Maddy didn’t park to close to the store just so the friend group could see you and fez. But fez couldn’t see them. They were all excited.

- Ey sup. Fez said as you walked in the store. He sat on his usual spot counting todays load. But he stopped as soon as he saw you walk in the store. You also saw Faye but you had met her before at a party and you guys just talked shit about Nate. And you knew she had a boyfriend so you didn’t worry.

- Hey. You said with a smile.

- Hey. Um… do you need help finding anything?Fez looked you up and down.

- Yeah, just some chips. You said.

- Yeah we got plenty of those, they right here. Fezco gladly answered. You answered with a nervous smile.

- So wh- how are you. Fez nervously asked.

- I’m good. You said while you took some money out of your purse.

- No don’t pay for that. It’s on the house. Fez said with a smile.

- Oh really? Thanks you. You blushed.

- No problem ma. And you blushed even more to the pet name.

- So bye. You Said.

- Ehm, do you have to leave? Fezco looked up from his shoes.

- Yeah sorry. I don’t want to but someone drove me here and there waiting for me.

- Oh, okay. Fez said. But I’ll see you again here? Fez asked?

- Yeah. You said with a smile as you walked out the door. Bye:) you said. And he answered.

- Omg, omg, omg. What happened??! Maddy asked.

- He gave me the chips for free. He said they were on the house.

- Holy shit he totally likes you. Kat said.

- And he asked if I could stay.

- I think I’m about to have an heart attack. We got some new lovers in town! Lexi said. And for the rest of the ride home you all laughed and talked about you and fezco and other shit.

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