#oh god it's like 3am i should go to sleep

[mayflora-18]

Incorrect CoD Quotes #7

Sherlock, in response to being asked to sneak into Valeria’s house: Okay. Don’t worry, guys. I got your back!

*She steps behind Ghost*

Sherlock: From right here.

———

Laswell: Hey did you call General Shepherd a bitch?

Price: Yeaaahh! He changed the Wi-Fi password!

Laswell: You can’t be-

Nikolai: THAT BITCH CHANGED THE WI-FI PASSWORD!!!!

———

*Something bad and unexpected happens on a mission*

Nikolai: Why didn’t you tell me?!

Sherlock: Well, because I wanted us to fail.

Nikolai: 😑

Sherlock: OBVIOUSLY I DIDN’T KNOW!!!!

———

Graves: Hey, I always get the vibe that you, like, hate me or something.

Ghost: What?! Me, hate you?!

Ghost: …You’re right.

———

Soap: If I punch myself in the face and it hurts, am I strong or weak?

Ghost: Strong.

Gaz: Weak.

Price: A dumbass is what you are.

———

Alejandro: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Graves: …

Graves: And?

Alejandro: And you are.

———

Hadir: Sorry I’m late, I was… doing things.

*pounding footsteps can be heard from behind the door*

Alex, bursting through the door: HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!

Hadir: Push is such a strong word. I prefer calling it … giving you a little nudge.

Alex: Oh I’ll give you a nudge when I shove mY FOOT UP YOUR ASS!

Price, covering Farah’s ears: Hey! Watch your fucking language in front of the president!

———

Graves: Yo, what’s that song that goes like, “Despacito”?

Alejandro: Despacito?

Graves: Yeah. What’s the name?

Alejandro: DESPACITO

Graves: …Yeah. What’s the name?

Alejandro, pissed: Dios mío, you’re an idiot!

Graves: Thank you! Alexa, play “Dios mío, you’re an idiot!”

Echo Dot Alexa: Ok *starts playing Despacito*

Alejandro: 😦

Graves 😎

———

Ghost: What happens to the car if you press the break and the accelerator at the same time? Does it take a screenshot?

Price:

Soap:

Gaz:

Roach, wanting to be a little shit: Ye-

Sherlock being done with life: No. That’s it, I’m driving.

———

Soap: Go to bed! It’s 3am. If you don’t you’re going to hate yourself in the morning!

Roach: Jokes on you, I’m gonna hate myself in the morning ✨REGARDLESS✨

———

Sherlock: I don’t want to be a person anymore.

Ghost: … What?

Sherlock: I’m tired of it.

Soap: 😥 Maybe we should talk about this-

Sherlock: I just wanna be a dinosaur.

Ghost:

Soap:

Roach: Me too!

———

*Sherlock walks into the rec room and drops her bag on the floor*

Sherlock: tEll mE wHy tHerE arE 7 BiLlioN peOplE On tHiS DAmN PlaNEt ANd NoT 1 pErsOn hAs A CrUsH On mE!? WhAt ThE HelL UNiveRsE?!!

Gaz, whose been pining for her since the day he met her: what about me 🥺

———

Roach, sleep deprived: All I want-

Soap: Oh no

Roach: -is for for someone to walk up to me-

Ghost: What’s going on now?

Roach: -look me in the eyes, put their hands on my face, and very passionately-

Gaz: Kiss you?

Roach: -twist as hard as they can and put me out of my fucking misery!

Price: Roach no

Roach: Roach yes

———

Laswell: John, aren’t you supposed to be on a Zoom call right now?

Price: I got kicked off already.

Laswell: Why! What did you do?!

Price: Well she said, “DoN’t GeT sMaRt WiTh Me!” and I said, “Then what are we paying you for?” and she did not like that!

Laswell: John that’s rude.

Price: …But I’m right on this.

———

Roach: Remember when you guys told me to go to the pharmacy?

Sherlock: *looks at Gaz before looking at Roach* Yess

Roach: Mmm they’re out of my ADHD medication for five days.

Sherlock: Oh my god-

Roach: It’s gonna be a fun week!

Gaz, already leaving the room: I’m going to my mother’s-

Sherlock, pissed that she would have to watch Roach by herself: What happened to “in sickness and in health”, motherfucker!?

———

Sherlock: I’m sorry guys… there’s nothing else we can do. Graves is dying, we’re gonna have to pull the plug.

Gen. Herschel Shepherd: Oh my god… Oh my god…

Soap: Can I do it?

Gen. Herschel Shepherd: What?

Soap: Can I pull the plug?

Gaz: Hey no! I wanna pull the plug!

Ghost: No fuck you! I get to do it!

Soap: This is bullshit! I wanna do it!

Price: NO! I-I’m the oldest, I should be the one to do it!

Ghost: I’ll thumb wrestle you for it.

Price: Fine, let’s go BITCHHH

Price & Ghost, hands together for thumb wrestling: 1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war!

Gen. Herschel Shepherd: Are you two serious?!

Price: YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A CHANCE

Ghost: OH, YOU’RE GOING DOWN

Price: NOOO, NO, NO, NOO

Ghost: OHHHHHHHHHH

*Ghost wins*

Ghost: Yess

Price: NO

Ghost: yEsSSSSS

Price: DAMN IT

Ghost: Alright, where’s that plug?!

Soap: Where’s that plug?

Ghost: Where’s that mother fucking plug?!

Sherlock: Do you have ANY respecT?!

Ghost: No, I have 0 respect!

Soap: We have 0.

Price: We have 0 respect.

Gaz: I have nothing!

Gen. Herschel Shepherd: I can’t even believe this!

Sherlock: Yeah, me too. Alright let’s get this show on the road! I got some leftover lasagna at home, and it’s got my name on it!

———

Ghost: Good morning, everyone. God has let me live another day. And I’m about to make it EVERYONE’S problem.

Soap: Good morning to you too.

Price: 🤦‍♂️ I give up.

———

Alex: What do we do when we’re feeling sad?

Farah: Watch a murder documentary and plan out how to do it without getting caught?

Hadir’s soul in Hell: *scared shitless despite already being dead*

Alex: Jesus fuck, NO!

———

Soap: You guys won’t believe what just happened!

Ghost: What happened?

Soap: Some guy from Shadow Company wouldn’t leave Sherlock alone-

Nikolai, maternal uncle instincts kicking in: Excuse me!

Soap: -but she took care of it!

Price, to Sherlock: How’d you take care of it?

Sherlock: Simple. *clears throat* 🎶Row row row your boat, The fuck away from me, Felony felony just tried to test me, And I’m a cause a scene🎶

Nikolai, laughing: That’s my girl!

#call of duty #call of duty oc #cod sherlock #cod nikolai #chimera sherlock #kate laswell #incorrect call of duty quotes #captain john price #phillip graves #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #alejandro vargas #hadir karim #alex keller #inspired by youtube #gary roach sanderson #general shepherd #farah karim

[capow02]

hi hi hello hi I think you're my only sio mutual that's active anymore (': I looked up the welcome 2 elsewhere site because I just randomly remembered it earlier and honestly am I the only one who misses that era? like the bright and colorful aesthetic with the super trippy and horror visuals? the arg they put together? the dyed hair? like maaaan don't get me wrong I'm happy about the new era but elsewhere was taken from us too soon </3 maybe I need to make more art of it lol

Hi!! I'm so glad you sent this ask because I love the elsewhere era so much, I could genuinely talk about it for hours. So here, have this extremely long essay about my experience.

I discovered set it off in early 2021, so the elsewhere era was the first full album cycle I experienced. And my god it was perfect! I was on holiday when the website went up along with the teaser for skeleton, and I remember so clearly trying to figure out all the puzzles before retreating alone back to our hotel room to figure out minesweeper. The feeling of excitement as the discord was going crazy trying to figure everything out was unmatched!

And then skeleton came out, and I was genuinely obsessed. I had just moved into an awful shared house for my second year at uni, so I drowned all my sorrows by putting the song on repeat, drawing the band almost constantly and of course, making the lyric video that would start my channel! The hype was so massive, the dyed hair was iconic, I genuinely lived and breathed the multicoloured aesthetic. I bought every single merch thing I could (my room decor and t shirts still reflect this.) I got a switch that year, and immediately named my island elsewhere.

Every time the website changed, the excitement was so palpable that I dropped everything I was doing when it happened. Of course I had projector and who's in control on loop when they came out, and while I didn't like them as much as skeleton, they built so much hype for the album it was unreal. I even attended an online concert a couple months before the album came out, and it took place so late at night that I went to sleep at 5am while having to get up at 8. I was that committed.

And remember the teasers they posted to instagram and twitter? The ones they posted at 5pm every wednesday and sunday, where unscrambling the code revealed the next song title, the ones I based my elsewhere lyric videos off? I actually set an alarm on my phone so I could catch these as soon as they appeared, I was that desperate to know the next title! And of course the discord went crazy each time, the energy was unmatched. And when the album actually came out, oh my god. It was on loop for over 6 months. I thought taste of the good life was a gift from god, the amount of times I listened to it.

The hype continued throughout 2022, as demos kept coming out through the fanclub (which I paid full money for, getting one of my favourite ever hoodies in the process) and each demo seemed to be better than the next. I still have no idea how the truth about lying was cut from elsewhere and playing with bad luck stayed.

Also, I was so excited for my first ever sio concert that november. And the day 100% lived up to the expectations! I gave the boys some stickers in vip which they loved, and even got a hug from zach after explaining an obscure talk it off reference on one of his stickers. I made some great friends in line, even though I got seated tickets so I had to be separated from them, but I did still get great seats. And the concert itself!! I'm so glad I can say I've seen third wheel live, even if it was in the medley. And I still remember the pure joy I felt when I waved at cody and he waved back at me during uncontainable.

By the start of 2023 and all the "scandals" and stuff started happening, along with their slow retreat off of all social media, I could tell the era was gradually ending and I was really sad. It fully sunk in when they stopped dying their hair, and I was devastated, I almost forgot what they looked like with natural hair. Although I will say I probably got more closure on the era than you guys in america, because I actually made it to one of the end of elsewhere shows here in the uk.

I have to say, that was probably the best night of my life. I paid full price for the vip this time, so I got to actually hang around and talk to them before the show. I also got standing tickets, and managed to get barrier, which was so close to the stage I could've reached out and touched cody countless times. It was wild, and I enjoyed every second. Of course, 4 days later punching bag released, marking the proper end of elsewhere. (And they haven't toured the uk since.)

I miss this era so goddamn much. I have so much nostalgia for it, even though its barely been a year since it ended, and I really wish the current era's branding was as strong. I always felt so close to the band during elsewhere, with all the talk it off episodes and them noticing me on social media. The sense of community was strong, and I miss it a lot now they've stopped posting anything. Idk, I might be biased because it was my first time experiencing a full era.

Anyway, if you actually read all that, thanks! I really needed a good reminisce. And yes, you should make more art of elsewhere! The visuals were unmatched, especially in the music videos 💜💜

#oh my god i actually spent an hour typing all of this out #can you believe elsewhere is my favourite sio album? shocking right #i definitely shouldnt have written all that #i just felt like i needed to get it off my chest #lol its 3am now i should probably go to bed #someone asks me about elsewhere and i just black out #im both ill and sleep deprived what a combination #set it off #set it off band #sio #pow asks #elsewhere

[astonmartinii]

cutie patooties | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x fem leclerc!reader

just them terrorising the world with their cuteness (and collecting the younger drivers)

MASTERLIST | TIP JAR | SMALL BUSINESS

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yourusername: he loves redline more than me 🙄

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user1: obsessed with how she's like "oh you wanna ship max with my brother" and then takes lestappen out back and shoots them

user2: as she should, she's the cutest leclerc by far

yourusername: true 😙

maxverstappen1: double true 😘

charles_leclerc: die.

yourusername: erm consider your ass REPORTED THIS IS HARASSMENT

maxverstappen1: did you just threaten my girlfriend ????

charles_leclerc: and what?

maxverstappen1: pull up, i'm outside

charles_leclerc: ???? leave ????

maxverstappen1: no i'm deadass don't disrespect my gf 😤😤😤

charles_leclerc: it's my SISTER

yourusername: when he's protective 😛😛😛

user3: screaming, crying, throwing up over the keychain

user4: i need someone *cough, cough* them to recreate it 🥸

landonorris: YOU WENT TO THE LEGO STORE WITHOUT ME? YOUR FAVOURITE CHILD?

yourusername: watch your tone

maxverstappen1: god forbid i want to spend time with my GIRLFRIEND on a DATE

landonorris: that's not a valid excuse

yourusername: also bold of you to assume you're our favourite child when oscar, yuki and logan are right there

oscarpiastri: snooze you lose lando

yukitsunoda0511: suck on that lando

logansargent: i'm just happy to be included

landonorris: damn...

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: spent the weekend bothering my girlfriend's brother, what about you?

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user9: the way charles put his ferrari cap on y/n only for max to throw it into the crowd and put his own on her head instead

user10: those who know max's attachment to his caps, this is big.

yourusername: winning looks so sexy oh my

maxverstappen1: blushing like a motherfucker

yourusername: skip the debrief? they won't notice?

maxverstappen1: i think they might notice the driver of the race they're analysing not being there

yourusername: show them the pic i just sent you, they can't say no to my puppy dog eyes

maxverstappen1: helmut said fuck off 💔

yourusername: tell him i have a present for him (it's a pack of salt and vinegar crisps and a pamphlet for caskets)

user11: @yourusername winning IS sexy, tell your bf to tell charles win

yourusername: if charles wins it's suddenly decidedly unsexy, this isn't game of thrones babe

charles_leclerc: you ARE annoying that's right

maxverstappen1: annoyingly sexy

charles_leclerc: no comment, we're going to be family at some point soon

maxverstappen1: DAMN RIGHT WE ARE

yourusername: if you think we're annoying now, oh boy.

user12: i need max and y/n to be engaged right this fucking moment

user13: i think it would actually make my year

user14: after the championship win queen @maxverstappen1 ?

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yourusername: @ the person who asked how much max weighs... god will deal with you

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user15: i'm obsessed with how obsessed they are with each other

user16: is max's wardrobe all red bull merch and t-shirts dedicated to y/n?

maxverstappen1: yes 😌

danielricciardo: i saw the clip... the time stamp was 3am - we RACE TODAY?

yourusername: i am happy to support my man's hobby

danielricciardo: yes but you also don't have to race with that man on three hours of sleep

yourusername: be real daniel, the only time you'll be close to max is when he laps you xxx

danielricciardo: EXCUSE ME??? MAX YOU GONNA LET YOUR GIRLFRIEND TALK TO YOUR FIRST LOVE LIKE THAT?

maxverstappen1: bold of you to assume you were my first love

danielricciardo: did on the couch mean nothing to you?

maxverstappen1: soz buddy this is a childhood friends to lovers narrative right now (and we were already together by the time i was at red bull)

charles_leclerc: WHAT?

yourusername: spare me the dramatics, you guys were deep in the ANGST and then austria happened so really it's your own fault that it took as long as it did

user17: one comment section where the girls aren't fighting? impossible.

oscarpiastri: omg the shirts look so good y/n !!

yourusername: we're ✨graphic designers✨

maxverstappen1: does having a dashingly handsome model help

yourusername: of course !!!!!

oscarpiastri: i'm not going to answer that question

maxverstappen1: :(

oscarpiastri: on another thought - yes!

yourusername: @landonorris this is why he's one of the favourites

landonorris: i'm not talking to yall

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maxverstappen1: weekend off racing means shenanigans and late night streaming

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user20: i know whatever poor soul went for dinner with them hated every second

yukitsunoda0511: working on being the favourite of the favourite children 🫡 and they paid for my meal at a really cool italian restaurant

oscarpiastri: game on

yourusername: so who is the lady and who is the tramp?

danielricciardo: THAT'S A TRICK QUESTION MAX DON'T ANSWER IT

maxverstappen1: you're not a lady... you're a queen 😘

yourusername: did you just fail the test, successfully?

danielricciardo: you smooth motherfucker

yourusername: stole your red bull drive and your nickname @carlossainz55

carlossainz55: why am i catching strays?

yourusername: bored ❤️

user21: y/n really be like "oh the season's boring cause my bf wins everything? let me make it interesting by shading every driver on the grid"

maxverstappen1: do NOT give her a challenge

charles_leclerc: can you PLEASE stop taking such lovey dovey gross ass photos maman keeps getting them printed and I AM GETTING MOVED OFF OF THE MANTEL PIECE I AM ON THE BOOKSHELF, THIS FACE IS A MANTEL PIECE FACE NOT A BOOKSHELF FACE

yourusername: not reading all of that, i'm happy for you or sad that happened x

charles_leclerc: MAX DO SOMETHNG

maxverstappen1: step your pussy up bro

yourusername: when he catches your lingo >>

charles_leclerc: i am a VICTIM

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yourusername: invented babygirlism actually

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user22: y/n is so real for choosing a cute recent photo for herself and then just violating the guys

user23: she's funny as fuck for that

charles_leclerc: finally some fucking credit

yourusername: not everything can be about you all of the time 🤨

charles_leclerc: don't make me an ankle-biter again you're PUSHING ME

sebastianvettel: knew you were an ankle biter

yourusername: LOL

charles_leclerc: no seb no! i didn't bite ankles, just y/n's and that doesn't count

user24: what the fuck is going on here

maxverstappen1: you are the most babygirl to ever babygirl

danielricciardo: i think i had a stroke reading that

yourusername: awwwww you're so cute maxy

maxverstappen1: knew you were the one for me when we first met karting, you taught me the babygirl ways

yourusername: and you're delivering

oscarpiastri: you guys can't see but he's blushing so bad right now

landonorris: are you just attached to them

yourusername: yes he is, a babygirl in training

user25: how do i get adopted by y/n and max?

maxverstappen1: no but for real i love you, even if we are lumbered with your brother

yourusername: i love you too xxx

charles_leclerc: *brothers

maxverstappen1: nope arthur and lorenzo are sound

charles_leclerc: fUCK OFF :(((((((

FIN.

note: heyyyyyy you guysssss! we all know i have a soft spot for these two (plus oscar and alex) so i wanted to put out a little thing to celebrate 5k! thank you so much for following and reading my work, hope you enjoyed xx

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #f1 social media au #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen #max verstappen fluff

[truthundressing]

harrys pronouns are sue/she

#i should not be allowed up last midnight ive been thinking abt this for the last 20 minutes and ive got the giggles😭😭😭😭😭 #like out loud no fucks given contagious giggles and one of my flatmates knocked on the wall between our rooms💀💀 #i mean thats karma for making me listen to her nd her bf have sex till 3am🙂👍 #i mean they were just being loud in general but im usually sooooo considerate of those sorta rhings but luke sushi sue she akfjzks😭😭😭😭 #why has it got me so bad oh god😭😭😭 #ok im gotta go to sleep now skdjdkzk

[hazzyking]

Hey kids! So you know that part 2 I'm supposed to be working on? Yeah this isn't it. But you'll still enjoy it! Lmao I'm sorry I suck at everything.

POV: You and Buggy get into a heated fight. You say something you didn't mean about his nose, so he's sleeping below deck with the crew, and you're alone in the captains quarters, and you can't sleep.

Apologize

It was one of those nights at almost 3am when your mind was racing. All you wanted was the sweet relief of sleep but your brain was running to fast. You groaned and threw the sheets to the side as you reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. You shivered as the wind of the seas prickled your skin, your hands smoothed over the bumps and you quickly ran into the kitchen, shutting the door behind you finally feeling warmth. you quietly opened the cabinets and got yourself a mug and started brewing your favorite hot beverage, sighing in relief that no one has woken up yet, you peered out of the galley window looking up at the twinkling stars shining in the clear navy blue sky. Your nose was tickled by the smell of your beverage and your lips curled into a smile as you hummed softly, but you were violently torn from your thoughts when you heard the creek of the wood floor in the kitchen and a Familiar voice mutter "fuck"

"Hey" you said casually, turning around to lean against the counter looking at the clown infront of you. 

"H-hey. Sorry- I didn't mean to wake you" Buggy spoke nervously as he scratched the back of his neck. You giggle softly viewing his casual appearance infront of you, just a t-shirt and sweat pants. And smudged clown makeup. 

"You know if you never take that paint off your gonna get acne" you mumbled fixing your drink. 

"No one would notice with this big nose anyway" Buggy responded muttering as he opened the cabinets and pulled out a box of cereal. 

"I still think you should take care of your skin" you look at him with gentle eyes. 

"It seems like I don't really care what you think" Buggy responded, taking a handful of cereal from the box and stuffing his face with it. 

"I could help you-" you said, setting your mug down and approaching him. 

"If I said yes would you drop it?" Buggy asked. 

"Yes. Captain" you said, biting down on your lip. 

"Hm," Buggy hummed to himself pulling you close to him, with his hands around your waist. 

"I thought you were still mad at me?" You asked in a gaspy tone. 

"I can never stay mad at you" Buggy said, his groggy features turning into a smirk as he lifted you up and placed you on the counter with a plop. You giggled at his actions as his hand snaked between your legs as you spread them so he could slide in between you, he scooped you up under your ass pulling you close to him, you felt his cock rub against your thigh and you shivered. "I miss you" Buggy groaned in your ear as his lips placed butterfly kisses on the soft skin of your neck. You cooked your neck to the side giving him more ground to cover, he hummed as he continued to bite and suck on your neck, his hand moving up to grasp your brest and encourage your nipples over the thin fabric of your pajamas. Breathy moans escaped your mouth, he didn't even give you a chance to speak, his tounge and teeth roaming between your neck and coller bone, his thumb and index finger rolling your nipple while his other hand snaked under your pajamas and squeezed your ass. You gasped at his tight grip and he chuckled darkly, his hand let go of your nipple as he slid the straps off your shoulders, you shimmied your top half out of your shirt revealing your brests Buggy licked his lips hungerly as his mouth slowly made its way to your nipple, latching onto it and sucking and biting gently. You knocked your head back against the cabinet moaning at the sensation, your legs tightened around his waist as his mouth trailed lower and lower, until he was on his knees and pulling you over the counter so his tounge can meet your entrance. 

"Oh god~" you gasped out, nestling on top of his face, he moaned as licked up your juices that were slowly forming from his actions, his mouth latched to your clit as he sucked desperately for a reaction, your hand quickly gripped his messy blue hair as he sucked your clit and his fingers slowly siccorsing your entrance, you whined trying so hard not to be too loud. Buggy's blue eyes looked up at your bright red face as you panted at his actions. He smirked against your skin placing soft kisses at your inner thigh, his fingers still urging you to come. As your moans got louder, Buggy had no choice but to detach one of hands and use it to cover your mouth. You yelp as the hand squeases your face. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as his fingers and tounge drive you closer and closer to the edge. You eventually meet your orgasm. You feel like your screaming as your hand pull at his hair and your legs tighten around his face. Buggy would gladly die in between your legs, he pulls away from you, his hand wiping his face as he stands up and kisses you passionately. Your ready for round two in your shared bedroom, but he kisses you on the forehead and mutters "goodnight" against your skin, taking the box of cereal with him as he walked back below deck to sleep. 

#one piece live action fanfic #one piece live action buggy #one piece #buggy the clown headcanons #buggy x reader #captain buggy #smutty

[gggukniverse]

not tired | jjk

title: not tired

pairing: jungkook x female reader

rating/genre: fluff and smut, established relationship au

summary: jungkook helps you sleep on a stressful night.

warnings: anxiety (pretty detailed description of an anxiety attack so pls read carefully), a lot of praising, oral (f. receiving), jungkook is really really sweet.

wordcount: 2.1k

note: okay hiii this is the first story i write here, pls be nice !! also english is not my first language so please excuse any grammar error. i hope you like the story !!!! <3

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this is ridiculous. you've been studying all day non-stop even though jungkook got mad at you for not resting and yet you're feeling as awake as ever. you can see it's already 3am on the digital clock on the nightstand and you don't feel not even a little bit of tiredness in your body.

you can hear jungkook's soft snores against your neck, his arm lazily thrown over your waist and his leg tangled with yours. he's obviously sleeping, he fell asleep almost as soon as you both got into bed, but it's been like 5 hours and you're still staring at the dark ceiling not knowing what to do to be able to fall asleep.

it's not the first time you have trouble falling asleep, but usually you didn't have any problem when jungkook was not working outside the city and could be with you. you know it's because of the stress you've been going through these past few weeks over your finals, you can literally feel the tension in your body, you can't relax because tomorrow you have the last exam of your last year of college.

oh my god, the last exam is tomorrow and you can't sleep. you'll need to feel awake tomorrow for everything to go well and you can't seem to rest. you're gonna fail, the exam is gonna go terribly because you can't sleep.

you suddenly start feeling out of breath, you need air. you need to breathe. walking towards the window seems like the best option now so, as much as you love having your boyfriend curled up to your side, you need to push him away. you start to do it as gently as you can, pulling his arm away from your body as your own arms start to shake with the anxiety building up in your body.

but he notices. his body twitches and he's suddenly opening his eyes, tilting his head a little to look at you.

god, you woke him up. he was resting for tomorrow. he also has a busy schedule tomorrow, that's why you both went to bed early tonight. now his sleep has been interrupted because of you. it's your fault.

you can literally feel your throat closing up, you can't take in any air. you can't breath and your whole body starts to feel numb.

"baby?" jungkook rasps, moving to stand on one elbow so he can see you better through the dark. the little light coming from the window lets you see his worried expression. "baby are you okay?" his eyes are barely open. he must be so tired.

your mouth opens for you to try and tell him you can't breath but your voice doesn't come out. you can't talk and you're starting to feel dizzy with the struggle of trying to breathe. the best you can do is reach for his arm with your hand.

you can see the realization in his face. it's just like a switch turns on inside his brain. jungkook quickly sits up and holds you by your arms to sit you up on the bed right in front of him.

"hey, look at me baby." his voice is calm but you can feel how he's trying is best not to freak out because he knows that's the last thing he should do when you're having an anxiety attack. "breathe with me, okay?" his hands are placed on your arms, softly caressing your skin. "just like how i do it." he takes in a big breath, his shoulders lifting up a little to emphasize the action.

you do your best to follow him but a sob escapes your throat when you can't take a breath because you're hiperventilating.

"slowly baby, you don't need to rush it." jungkook says as soon as he sees you struggling and you nod, closing your eyes for two seconds before looking at him again. "breathe with me." he takes another breath again and exhales, you start to follow, little by little. "so good baby, you're doing so good." he nods with a smile that already makes you feel so much better than breathing. "i'm here, okay? look at me and breathe." he takes a big breath again and you follow, your lungs starting to feel better and your body relaxing again.

when you close your eyes you can feel tears that you didn't even know you had rolling down your cheeks, but jungkook's fingers are quickly wiping them away.

"are you feeling better?" he asks and gives you as much time as you need to steady your breathing before opening your eyes and looking at him again. you nod but it's not enough for him. "words."

"yes." you finally say and he smiles, sighing in relief. "thank you.. so much, really."

"what happened?" he mutters and you suddenly feel so bad because he truly looks tired.

"i- i couldn't sleep, and i have to rest before the exam tomorrow, i'm gonna fail and-" as soon as you start rambling jungkook grabs you by your arms again and shakes you a little.

"baby breathe, okay?" his voice is so soft. you nod and take a few more deep breaths before speaking again, slowly this time.

"i've been trying to sleep for hours but i can't, i can't relax and i need to rest for tomorrow.."

"why didn't you wake me up before?" he pouts a little and you lower your face in embarrassment.

"because i didn't want to bother you, you shouldn't be awake right now." you mutter.

"hey, no no no.. don't worry about me." jungkook quickly replies and slides his hands down your arms to hold your hands. "what can i do for you to get sleepy?" he asks and you shrug.

"i don't know." your voice breaks and you try to play it off since your head is down and jungkook wouldn't be able to see the tears in your eyes. but he knows.

"come here." he lets go of your hands to open his arms.

a little smile appears on your face and you move to straddle his lap and wrap your arms around his neck while he wraps his around your body, keeping you close.

"you're stressed, aren't you?" he mutters and you swallow, closing your eyes and trying not to start crying. "i know.. it's okay baby, you're doing so good." one of his hands starts rubbing your back up and down. "close your eyes."

"they're closed." your voice comes out shaky so he hugs you even tighter.

"do you want me to sing to you?" he says and leaves a sweet kiss on your neck.

"mhm." you nod.

"okay." you can hear his smile on his face and slowly starts to rock back and forth to calm you down.

as soon as he starts singing you can recognize the song. it's one of the songs he wrote for you a while ago. he sounds really tired but you find it impressing how he can still sound so good. his hands keep rubbing your back slowly, actually calming you down.

but by the time he finishes the song you're still awake.

"baby?" he whispers.

"still awake." you mutter and hear him sigh. "koo, you should sleep." your hand goes to his hair, tangling your fingers with it.

"not until you fall asleep." he hums and you chuckle a little.

"you almost fell asleep three times singing.

"i'm okay." the boy insists and you roll your eyes. "c'mon, lay down." he flips you two around to lay you down on the bed.

"what are you-" the words die on your throat when he suddenly puts his lips on yours.

he kisses you really slowly and your whole body relaxes once again, your legs going to wrap around his waist but he quickly pushes them down again, which earns a whine in protest from you.

"stay still." jungkook whispers as his kisses start going down to your neck.

"koo." a little moan escapes your mouth when he sucks a hickey on your neck.

"pretty." he mutters and goes up to your ear. "can i make you feel good, baby?" you shiver when you feel his breath against your ear. "just with my mouth, you only need to lay there." the little bite in your earlobe makes it for you.

you nod and immediately buck your hips up, making jungkook giggle. he helps you getting rid of your pajama shorts along with your panties and lifts your shirt just enough to place little kisses all over your stomach as he positions himself between your legs.

"so pretty.." he repeats and you put your hand on his hair, pushing it away from his face to be able to look at him while he bends one of your legs a little and puts it over his shoulder, starting to leave kisses on your inner thigh too. "close your eyes baby."

with a sigh you let your head fall back on the pillow and close your eyes.

"breathe, okay?" jungkook reminds you again before leaving another kiss on your inner thigh and you hum in response, taking a deep breath and letting it go.

although your breath hitches when you feel his fingers teasing your entrance, only when he starts running them through your folds you notice how embarrassingly wet you are.

"koo please." you whimper and hear a little chuckle from him.

"shhh.. stay quiet." the order only makes you feel hotter.

but you're definitely not quiet when you feel his tongue on you. a loud moan slips through your lips and you tug at his hair unvoluntarily.

"so sweet.." he hums and you tug even harder, but he wraps his hand around your wrist and squeezes. "relax baby." he says and gives your folds a wet kiss.

"sorry.." you whimper as you relax your hand.

"it's okay, you're so good for me."

the praise makes you melt and you let your body fall limp on the bed, trying not to twitch everytime he gives a suck to your clit.

he's slow, really slow to show you that he's doing this so you can relax. your body feelss numb by this point. he knows what he's doing, he knows better than anyone else how sleepy you get after an orgasm.

each time you moan he also hums in response, making the vibrations push you closer to the edge, and each time you buck your hips up he pushes them against the mattress again.

"koo.." a whine escapes your lips when you feel a finger prodding your entrance as his tongue circles your clit.

"can i?"

he said only mouth before but you can't say no when his finger starts being swallowed inside you so you just hum with a nod, whining when he easily slips another finger. you know you're still stretched from the morning before. yes, jungkook likes morning sex.

"fuck..." you sigh when he starts slowly moving his fingers in and out. "mhh.. so good.

the chuckle he lets out makes you clench around his fingers, he takes the opportunity to curl them inside and you cry out his name as your legs twitch from the pleasure.

"there?" he asks as he curls his fingers the same way again, the tips brushing against your sweet spot.

"yes." you moan and bite your lip to try to hide embarrasing sounds.

"like that, baby?" he keeps moving his fingers in the perfect way and gives your clit a little suck right after asking.

"koo.. fuck." your back arches inevitably and your hand tugs at his hair again. "don't stop... please..."

he doesn't stop, he keeps doing exactly what you need and soon after you're clenching around his fingers with a loud moan and trembling legs.

"so good." jungkook praises as he lets you ride your orgasm on his fingers and kisses your clit one last time. "such a good girl."

"koo..." you try to catch your breath and reach out to him with your hand. "come here." you beg and he's quickly hovering on top of you again.

"how are you feeling baby?" he asks and gives you a sweet kiss. you don't care that he tastes like you, you lick his lower lip.

"mhh... tired." you giggle against his lips and he smiles.

"good."

"i feel a little sticky, though." you mutter, making him chuckle.

"wait a second," he gives your lips a last peck. "i'll be back." he gets up from the bed and quickly walks out of the room.

but you don't remember him coming back. you've already fallen asleep.

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A/N: aaaaaahhhh i hope u liked this little story !!! feel free to tell me your thoughts, it would be nice to see a little feedback, it would help me get motivated to keep writing <3 thank u so much for reading. have a nice day 💕

#bts imagines #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts reactions #bangtan imagines #bangtan fic #bangtan fanfic #bangtan reactions #jungkook fic #jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook fanfic #fanfic #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #bangtan x reader #gggukniverse

[james-sunshine-potter]

All the many things and quirks of Steve Harrington:

A list comprised by Eddie Munson.

> He can’t sleep in the dark. He has to have at least a lamp on before going to bed. He nor I are sure what that stems from. (It bugged me at first I can’t lie, but we tried one night to keep all lights off… and Steve didn’t sleep at all, he just laid there awake for 12 hours. TWELVE FUCKING HOURS AND THEN HE WENT TO WORK ON NO SLEEP! it’s safe to say we kept the lamp on after that…)

> He doesn’t like it when the sun is in his eyes. He carries his sunglasses everywhere and will get annoyed when he forgets them in the car.

> He can only eat one thing on his plate at a time. Like if he’s got chicken, salad and chips, he’ll eat the chips in one go, then the chicken and then the salad. Things can’t mixed nor touch.

> He likes it when I stroke his hair whilst he falls asleep. He doesn’t even realise I do this, as he goes on and on about how he falls asleep better when sleeping with me. But it’s because I have learnt how to make him relaxed. (I also really like his hair. It’s so soft, like ridiculously soft. It’s meant to be petted, sue me).

> He opens his mouth when he thinks. Some days I want to stick my finger in his mouth when he does that to see what he will do but I never do (I will one day).

> He’ll talk to old people on the street. But only if they start the conversation, obviously. God, old people love him. He opens doors for old lady’s and compliments their hair and fashion. He’s very polite.

> When he is uncomfortable, he’ll play with my rings. We once had a sit down conversation with his parents (don’t ask, it was horrible) but the entire time, Steve held my hand in his lap and played with my rings (still on my fingers) until my skin was sore. (I don’t mind).

> He has to sleep with the door closed. He physically can’t sleep with the door open. Like physically can’t. Or even be in his bedroom, or mine, without the door closed. (He doesn’t feel secure otherwise, which knowing what goes down in this town, i completely get).

> He exclusively wears boxers. Calvin Klein ones to be specific. When he stretched or reached up for something, you could see the waist band peak out the top. Wears boxer shorts (loose fitting ones you know) to sleep in.

> He zones out a lot more than he thinks he does. He says he doesn’t do it that often, but he just can’t bloody remember it! He’s zoned out through entire conversations and movies. (Thankfully he’s never done it behind the wheel…).

> He watches fights he’s not involved like it’s a tennis match.

> He hums whilst brushing his teeth. (Typically whatever is stuck in his head at the time).

> He slightly rocks when he trying to focus on something. (I noticed this when he was trying to focus on a movie we were watching, but he kept getting distracted).

> He squints, even when he wears his glasses (Which I have to bully him to do).

> He picks at the skin around his nails when nervous. I have physically hold his hand to stop him. (Which, obviously, I don’t mind. But man, you should see hims fingernails they’re gross…).

> He pees like clockwork. He gets up at the say time in the night to pee. I can tell when he’s properly exhausted if he sleeps through it. (It’s 3am by the way).

> He doesn’t have nosebleeds often, but when they happen, oh do they happen. Blood gets everywhere, like lots of blood where it’s concerning. He went through an entire box of tissues and ruined a top once. He nearly fainted once (like wobbly steps, foggy eyes, went white as fuck… scary as shit).

> He can’t listen to something and count or read at the same time. If he needs to count something and has the radio on, he’ll turn it off, count out aloud and then turn it back on. If I show him something, I can’t talk until he finishes reading it or otherwise he won’t take it in. (I’m totally the same though).

#this is meant to look/ formatted like Eddie wrote it but idk how well the effect works #this is very cute #I can imagine he made this list over months of dating and keeps it in his wallet so he can add to it #Eddie watches Steve like a hawk and never misses any of it #he loved learning about Steve though it’s his favourite thing to do #Steve has no clue about this list #Robin is aware though and finds it hilarious (and only a tad bit cute) #very steve of him #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie #steddie ficlet #steddie hc #steve stranger things #eddie st4 #stranger things headcanons #stranger things #steve harrington hc #eddie munson hcs #jsp headcannon #jsp- stranger things #jsp- steddie

[silentwillowwhisperer]

*sparkle*

Hi, yep, I'm alive (maybe.)

Here we have cute flower shop Lance and Keith who is very bad at peopleing.

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Keith slams the door of the nearest shop open and dashes inside. He bends over and grips his knees, panting. His drenched clothes are making a large puddle at his feet.

"Um... Can I help you?"

Keith looks up and surveys his surroundings. There are various plants of all shapes and sizes on every available surface, and brightly colored flowers pierce Keith's vision. His eyes trail all the way to the far end of the room until they meet iridescent blue.

"Are you ok? You look like you've been running from a herd of angry purple alien cats armed with guns."

Keith has to snort at that. It sounds like the plot of a cartoon made for 7-year-olds. (Which is exactly the sort of thing he likes to watch, but can we just let him pretend to be cool?)

The guy has golden brown skin and a splash of freckles across his cheeks. He has a couple inches on Keith and broad shoulders. The corner of his mouth is quirked up into a little smile, and oh my goodness, Keith really hopes that this guy is at least a little bit gay. (That would definitely make his day go from 'horrible freaking disaster' to 'wonderful freaking disaster.)

This is Shiro's fault. It's that dumb, skunk-haired jerk's fault that Keith is standing sopping wet and making eye contact with an unbelievably cute guy in the middle of a flower shop.

Keith had been sleeping peacefully when Shiro called him at 3am (you read that right, Shiro is a monster) to remind him to take medication. Keith could appreciate this gesture when it wasn't the witching hour, but it was and then Keith was awake, and yeah he hid take the medicine, and because insomnia exists, Keith gave up on sleep and decided to go for a very early run.

Keith can't be blamed for forgetting to check the weather forecast, it was early and he couldn't think about anything but coffee.

And that's why Keith decided to walk the 5 miles from his shack in the middle of nowhere to the nearest town to find a Starbucks.

And that's also why he had to run the last 3 miles because the sky opened up and god decided to have a good cry all over Keith and his favorite sweatshirt.

Yep, completely, 100% Shiro's fault.

Wait. Keith has been staring at the flower boy for too long hasn't he? He can tell from the furrow in his perfectly shaped eyebrows that Keith is not following social conduct right now.

"Right. Sorry. Raining. Water. It's wet." Keith is forcing out words and desperately hoping something he says actually makes sense.

The cute guy laughs. (hallelujah!) "Yes, I can see that. Would you like a towel?" All Keith can do is nod stupidly, terrified of saying something else and having Shimmery-Eye-Dude realize that Keith is about to pass out from social anxiety.

He walks up to the cash register to accept the towel being held out to him. As soon as he does, Dreamy Man smirks and leans up against the counter so that his wonderful face is only inches away from Keith's.

Is it safe to assume that Mr. Ocean Eyes is into guys?

Is this a thing that platonic male companions do when greeting each other??

Is Keith being initiated as a 'bro???'

Why is Keith allowed to leave home on his own???? He should never be allowed into a public area without someone to supervise him!

"I-I- um... h-hi?" Oh look, Keith's stutter is here to say hello.

Tall-Mocha-and-Handsome barks out a laugh. (Wow, Keith would really love a cup of coffee right now.) "Hi there. You come here often?"

Wait. Wait! Keith knows this! Shiro explained this to him last week! Flirting! Keith might have a chance after all!

"I- I've never been here inside of this place and if you mean have I been in front of your face before, no I don't think so because your eyes are kind of sparkling very loudly right now and I don't think I would have forgotten that even though I'm face bland and who are you because you might be flirting with me right now and I really hope so because your face is pretty and hi I'm Keith I'm gay."

Keith has to gasp in a breath of air after the word mush that just erupted from his traitorous face hole. Flirty-Person stares at his face in shock as he tries to process the words that have been shoved at him.

After what feels like an eternity, Please-Marry-Keith's mouth returns to its position in a crooked half-smile and his brow furrows slightly. Keith can't tell if this face means confused pity/teasing or endearment.

"O...k then. You're blunt, aren't you?"

Keith has used up his capacity for language-speaking, so all he can do is flush bright red and try to hide his face in the hood of his sweatshirt.

"Welp, I can work with that. Keith, is it? I'm glad you're not homophobic, you we're staring at me so long that I was worried that you were about to start spouting some nonsense about crimes to humanity. I'm Lance, and are you from outer space? Because your body is out of this world!"

Stop. No. There is no way that Lance (yay, finally, a name! Keith was about to start calling him Sokka.) is a dork. Because Keith's weak heart will actually die. Oop, too late, he's already dead. Deceased. He has officially kicked. the. bucket.

He can't help but dissolve in to giggles. He so caught of guard by the pick-up line that he has to brace himself against the counter to keep from collapsing onto the ground. He rests his forehead on the smooth marble surface and desperately tries to stop choking on his laughter.

"Awww, what? That was my best line!" Keith looks up at Lance's face to see him smiling fondly at him. At least he hopes that's what it is. It there still a chance that Lance is fake smiling to hide the fact that he's calling the police?

Keith finds himself smiling back.

(Two days later they have their first date at the park, Lance prepares a giant picnic and Keith has never been more excited.)

(Shiro never lets Keith hear the end of this.)

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I think that was an acceptable ending. Alright, now no one wake me up until I've had at least 10 hours of sleep or I might cry. (That means you @gavemebluethenpurplepinkskies, are you happy now?)

#vld #voltron legendary defender #voltron #keith kogane #lance mcclain #klance #keith vld #vld keith #lance vld #shiro vld #flower shop shenanigans #awkward keith #tawny post

[scientia-rex]

Hey saw your post about weight loss and I'm a big fan and it makes total sense. Just curious how being overweight affects pregnancy. I feel like because I'm overweight I'm going to have a high risk pregnancy. Not pregnant at all right now but it's been on my mind lately

Oh boy. Weight in pregnancy is a WHOLE other topic, and not in my wheelhouse--I haven't delivered a baby in over two years now. (They love to show up at 3am and I love sleeping.) The short answer is that if you gain more than the recommended amount of weight during pregnancy, baby is also likely to be bigger, and that's a problem because your pelvis is not capable of expanding, so you run a higher risk of shoulder dystocia, which is where the baby actually jams in the pelvis on the way out, which is typically fatal to the baby within 5 minutes if we can't get them out because they can't breathe and their umbilical blood supply is cut off so the oxygen is not available. There is also a higher risk for gestational diabetes, aka high blood sugars in pregnancy, which also raises the risk of a larger baby. HOWEVER, a lot of this raises questions current research doesn't really answer--are fatter people at more risk in pregnancy because they're fat, or are they fat because they're high-risk? And a lot of people who deliver babies, whether they're OBs or family medicine or midwives or, God help us, lay midwives, will go full-on raging fatphobia, which makes it difficult to parse out genuinely helpful advice from terrible bullshit. Obstetrics in general is the least evidence-based medical field, because no one wants to be the asshole who ran a study that somehow hurt babies, so instead we just fumble around blindly in the dark a lot of the time going "well this SHOULD work" and hoping. Also, racism! Huge thing in obstetrics. Black women have 4 times the risk of dying in pregnancy/childbirth as white women, and of course racism and fatphobia dovetail, where fat Black women get treated particularly badly by the medical establishment.

Long story short, the best way to prepare for possible pregnancy is to take the best possible care of YOU--that means exercise and eating lots of veggies, not because that will make you thin, but because it improves your blood vessel and heart health, your bone health, your stash of nutrients that baby will raid during development, your muscle strength, and so on. And take the time BEFORE you want to get pregnant to find a doctor who delivers babies (whether that's an OB/GYN or a family doctor) who treats you like a human being.

And, controversially, I do think it's best to have a doctor for most pregnancies. Not because midwives can't provide excellent care, but because obstetrics is all about the situations where something goes wrong, and we are very bad at predicting who will have something go wrong. The worst delivery I was ever in looked fine on paper. First-time mom, dilated fine, pushing went great, no problems on the fetal heart monitor, baby descended just fine. Then baby crowned, got shoulder dystocia, my attending had to take over for me and do the maneuvers to free the baby, baby comes out and has to go straight to resuscitation, and I look back over at mom to realize more blood is coming out of her vagina than should immediately after delivery, by A LOT, and we almost had to call a massive tranfusion protocol for her. She hemorrhaged 2 liters of blood in minutes. Then she developed post-partum preeclampsia, which can be fatal if you don't have medical management right there. We had to put her on a magnesium drip to prevent seizures. That was the worst delivery I ever did, and I'm counting the 17-year-old primipara (first-time mom) I worked with while a med student, who delivered in the back-ass of nowhere, spoke Spanish only with an attending doctor who spoke English only in a hospital that didn't bother with interpreters until active labor, and needed forceps, a technique fewer and fewer doctors even practice. No epidural. Forceps without an epidural is, no joke, something that scares me to the point where I simply would not do an unblocked birth.

One of the major causes of maternal death is hemorrhage. If you have an IV in someone's arm pouring in fluid, you can survive with as little as about 1/7th of your original blood. Red blood cells can do a LOT of heavy lifting. And that buys you time for someone to get up to Labor & Delivery from the first floor with the on-hand packed red blood cells that then go into the IV and save your life. Blood transfusions are life-saving, and they are life-saving every single day in the US.

And hemorrhage risk goes up with subsequent babies. Someone giving birth for the first time is at higher risk for a lot of things, but someone giving birth for the 5th time who figures they're OK with a home birth because their other births went fine can bleed out in minutes.

I don't like or trust the medical establishment, and I think OB care has a LONG way to go in the US, because we create PTSD in about 11% of people who give birth. Maternal PTSD is far more prevalent in the US than combat PTSD. I would still have a medical doctor be my obstetrical care provider, because I don't want to die like that.

#the attending dr. kristophine #birth tw #blood tw

[milo-igidk]

do you have any ro & keefe sibling headcanons? :)

OH MY GOD YES IM VERY HAPPY SOMEONE ASKED :DD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH SDJFFJSD okokok sO

Ro was quick to dismiss his complaints as whiny and dramatic until she saw how actually horrible his parents were

hc that Keefe has meltdowns and panic attacks sometimes which he usually hides from people, accept he literally cant hide them from Ro since shes usually with him at all times. i mean he tries at first but she found out about them eventually and tries to help.

im just like, thinking abt her wanting to help him and not knowing how so shes secretly rummaging through the candleshade book collections trying to find anything useful about it

hc that Keefe has nonverbal/ selective mutism episodes (i would never project coughs) and Ro made him little communication cards for him to use maybe if he wants. and aND she also drew little pictures on them and shes like standing there embarrassed and talking about how shes not much of an artist and theyre probably stupid and hes staring at the cards and tearing up bc hes never had someone who cared for him like that GOD IM I CANT I LOVE THEM

just her validating his anger and pain. in her opinion the kid needs to let loose some more and they should both go somewhere and break stuff

"have you eaten today?" "have you?" "...uhhh" (they both end up eating to make the other eat too)

She cut his hair at some point when it got too long and he was horrified sitting still as a rock in the chair and regretting every life choice hes ever made. it turned out ok tho hes just dramatic

Keefe asked her to dye his hair at 3am one night and she was so excited and tried to persuade him to do a full rainbow head but they just went with red

Keefe draws her sometimes and she saves all his drawings

karaoke nights together and theyre yelling at the top of their lungs and keefe mimics the voice of the singer when they do duets

she ruffled his hair one time and patted his head and he cried

keefe will target anyone who gives ro any shit from foxfire and actually personally make their life a living hell with pranks

//putting a tw for sh and other stuff for the last part//

ive said this before but her validating his scars and helping him not feel bad about them (yk how ogres are abt scars)

shes afraid to leave him alone after hes had a bad episode or something big has happened or just like in general she doesnt want him to be alone

tried hard to be calm about it when she found out for the first time and be able to talk to keefe about it but when he went to sleep she had a full freak out

she was horrified at how he was handling his wounds and she bandaged them and made sure they were clean

Ro tries to set up sleepovers with Sandor bc she knows Sophie helps him

//

OKKK i think thats all i can think abt for the moment aaaaa i love them they make me so insane

#SO SORRY FOR THIS BEING ANSWERED SO LATE ITS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR A WHILE #answers #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #keefe sencen #kotlc keefe #kotlc ro #sokeefe #kotlc thoughts #kotlc fandom

[bitchysunflower]

part 1 / part 2

Part 3 of “I’ve been texting my friend for about a week now and they don’t reply but turns out i was texting a random person and there was some deep personal stuff i sent oh my god why are they calling me now?” AU

this is just little snippets of this au! there’s not laid out timeline so… enjoy!! :D some may or may not be real texts i’ve send my friends oopsie (steddie are dating yes)

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[eddie is typing…]

eddie: went to sleep at 10:30pm yesterday and i’m still fucking sleepy today

steve: yeah messing up sleeping schedules does that to ya

eddie: i slept more than enough to fix that

steve: actually not necessarily, remember that day I slept from 6pm to 7am

steve: I was so tired the entire day after that

eddie: stop making sense pls i don’t like it

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[steve is typing…]

steve: can you text me “Hey Steve, just wanted to let you know I tested positive for covid. You should probably get tested.”

eddie: Hey, just wanted to let you know I tested positive for covid. you should get tested too

steve: Hey, thank you. Hope you feel better!

eddie: wtf was that for??

steve: i just didn’t want to go to work

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[steve is typing…]

steve: i like being bisexual but i do not like being mentally ill

eddie: dude it’s 3am

eddie: …but same

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[incoming call from steve]

steve: dude this weather is killing me

steve: i have another headache

eddie: dude you need a neurological test…

steve: that’s mean…

eddie: …like there is no way there isnt something wrong with the amounts of headaches you get

eddie: wait, how is that mean??

steve: i tried making a joke, don’t worry about it

eddie: …

steve: to be fair is probably because of the multiple concussions i’ve had in high school

eddie: MULTIPLE????

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[steve is typing…]

steve: my throat is killing

eddie: your fault for screaming so loud last night

steve: that was your damn fault, you rascal

eddie: not my fault i’m so good

steve: YOU WERE CHEATING

steve: NO ONE BEATS ME AT MARIO KART

steve: NO ONE

•••

[eddie is typing…]

eddie: you’re so cute and adorable when your nice to me

steve: what am I when I’m mad?

eddie: hot as fuck

•••

[steve is typing…]

steve: you’re a nerd

eddie: and you’re a loser

steve: geek

eddie: dork

steve: mine

eddie: that was so smooth, lord

•••

[eddie is typing…]

eddie: can you bring my notebook when you come back?

eddie: and a snack

eddie: like an actual snack, that wasn’t code for dick

steve: damnit

•••

[incoming call from eddie]

eddie: oh my god i’m dating you

eddie: you’re mine

eddie: holy shit

eddie: wowwww

steve: are you high?

eddie: very

steve: i love you

•••

[steve is typing…]

steve: that’s it, i’m done

steve: i’m selling dustin on ebay

eddie: don’t be silly, he’s your kid you made him

eddie: sell him on etsy!

•••

[steve is typing…]

steve: k

eddie: k

eddie: idc how much we argue you’re always gonna be my baby

eddie: keep the attitude i can handle it

———

this was so fun to write lol

tags: @cinnamon-mushroomabomination @estrellami-1 @wrenisflying @ilikechocolatemilkh @lifeisnotsobadonceyoustopcaring @mightbeasleep @gregre369 @bookbinderbitch @stevesbipanic

#steddie #steve x eddie #steddie au #steddie brainrot

[collegetennisoriginstory]

OK. UM. first of all, hiiii! <3 ok lemme just gush a lil bit:

1. I LOVE UR FIC OHMYGOD HOLY SHIIIIIIIT

2. god, i don't even have the slightest idea of how tennis works, but this is just so????? like?????? you know. and i kinda get how the play goes?? YOU'RE AN AMAZING WRITER GOSH.

3. i actually remembered most of the characters?? considering there's a lot of em, this is practically a miracle. again, you're goddamn amazing. i dont know how. maybe the pace is great, but definitely THE CHARAS ALL HAVE PERSONALITY/DEPTH??? like, i actually even remembered the side charas!!! mike, thalia, diego, felix, that cool ass girl in that shooting game, etc. umh just perfecto.

4. THE TENNIS MATCHES ALL FEEL SO SATISFYING!!! <3333333 omg. i feel like WUOOOOOH u know. i feel so cool playing a cool talented mc omg im loving it (i play a i-win-everything type of mc becuz im a perfectionist with a fear of failure) the matches me on edge in my seat oh gosh <3 and when u win it somehow just go WOOOOOOOH again!!! AAAAAA<3

5. aw, and of course, my beloved rivals to lovers rayyan <3333 *sigh* the slowburn.... (hes actually my first & only one. i go: ohhh tension!?!? and make a run for it. um, if it's ok to ask, is there a lot of content in the romance area as of now or in the future? like, replayability in terms of romance? im sorry if this is rude, i didnt mean to, i suck at words & i wont ask that again.)

6. FOUND FAMILY YAY! FOUND FAMILY YAY! <33333 (we genuinely lack those in the if community pls.) soulmates w/ sam. ride or die diego. very reluctant ride or die G (imma be honest, his name is just so hard so my head for some reason just go Guacamole 😭). aww tobin u very big cinammon roll ill protect u. shenanigans. & others too many to name honestly.

7. help this is just so good i had to force myself to sleep at 3am for a 7am lecture and i sat in the front rows and i put my head on the table and the fricking professor called me out ohmygod- BUT IT WAS WORTH IT GODDAMN!! ILL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO! HA! i cant wait for the next update- i'm gonna have this fic in my head for the next week oh pls noooooo. (no pressure tho. u do u author! take ur time!!! ill be here to support u, whoo!)

8.ALL IN ALL, I LOVE IT I LOVE THIS I LOVE EVERYONE I LOVE YOU AUTHOR *runs over & hug you w/ consent* <333333333333

ok. um. that's not it but if i continue it's literally gonna be an essay so i'll stop.

author. i will die for this fic. ahaahahahah. if i may ask, what's ur fav IFs? (i really, really love this one so im kinda hoping maybe u have similar taste in IFs eheh. again, im sorry if this comes as rude or insensitive.) oh uh & if my long rambles bother u, i won't send it again sorry.

<333 okok. take care of urself, dont forget to eat healthy, drink water & good sleep. have a nice day :D

Wait. I think I might have missed replying to this I am so sorry!!! It gave me so so much joy. Maybe I subconsciously did not want it to leave my inbox haha.

1. And 2 -> THANK YOU!

3. Gosh this is such a great thing to hear. There are a looot of characters, and I definitely worry sometimes that it gets to be too much, but I think the IF is getting long enough for me to give enough-ish screentime to each character... though it takes me a while to cycle back to different side characters. I cant believe you remembered the cool ass girl in laser tag! :)

4. AWESOME to hear! 🥰

5. Yup, being a character driven IF, there will be a lot of romance (or friendship) beats / moments in the IF (which is already true now). The next couple of chapters will follow the same mix of sports, school and romance / hanging out, so you should already have a sense of how much romance there'll be (it'll just keep unfolding / developing for each of the RO routes!)

6. Hehe found family is my fave trope to insert in stories as well.

7. Hahaha aww oh no fictional college life is catching up to your real college life!!

8. HUG YOU BACK (with consent)!!🤗🤗

#ct:os #college tennis: origin story #if #interactive fiction #asks #rayyan #tobin #g #sam

[frankenfaandom]

Stay on the Phone // Mary Goore × GN!reader

Some soft-ish mary for the soul.

Reader and Mary are friends with benefits, but there is no smut in this drabble! Slight angst but overall fluffy and awkward.

Mary wasn't a sweets kinda guy. He was either there for a bang or a drink or a smoke--feelings were off the table. That was until he met you. 

One night was all it took to change things for him, it's when he really looked at you. When he realized. One night, you'd decided to ask him the question you'd been dying to ask for weeks. Such a silly question, you weren't sure what kind of answer you were going to get in response. 

But you'd called Mary around 1am, his voice was gruff as he answered the phone. 

"What? I'm sleeping." He whined into the phone, shielding his eyes from the light of his broken alarm clock. He groaned at the light and moves to shove his face into his ripped pillow. You were silent for a moment, and he chuckled darkly. "If you booty called me, I'm gonna get your ass tomorrow--" 

"No, no-" You quickly stop him, your hand coming to cover your mouth. "Uhm. No, not a booty call. I mean, yeah I'd like to sleep with you again of course that's kind of our thing--" You stop, taking in a deep breath. It felt so easy to pick up the phone and call, but as soon as you heard his voice you remembered what kind of person Mary was.

Not bad. Not in the slightest. Just, unhinged. Uninterested in the deeper things in life than just sex, good food or a heavy bong. At least, he made everyone believe that.

You sucked all those feelings in and spit out your words so quick that you didn't feel your lips move. 

"What?" Mary's eyes squinted, and his thin wrist came to cover his eyes. "You call me up at one in the morning to ask if I can just talk?" 

"Not just talk. Also, since when are you asleep before 3am?" He scoffs at your words, ignoring the last sentence.

"Oh, like, sex-talk. You know, that counts as a booty call." Mary sighs, his smirk basically audible.

"Fuck off Goore." You growl a bit, angry your words aren't getting across right. "Look, what I'm trying to say is... Can you please stay on the call with me until I fall asleep? I'd feel better knowing I'm.. not alone right now." 

The phone went silent. You immediately felt your gut drop, feeling like that was a terrible idea. Oh god, was he going to hang up; tell you to forget his number? Mary's not that much of an asshole--he wasnt the kind to do that. But you really don't know his kind all too well. This was your first unhinged band guy, especially of the guys who like to dress in blood and have friends (for a lack of a better word) with benefits. 

But the storm raging in your mind gets quieted by Mary clearing his voice. "Uhm. Yeah. Yeah, I can do that." And it goes silent again. Your breathe hitches. What does that mean?

"I'm sorry. I should--" You bring your phone away from your ear, biting your lip to suppress whatever whimper or sob was threatening to come from them, but you hear Mary say something loudly. 

"Hey! No, don't hang up!" You gingerly brought your phone back to your ear, saying a quiet "okay" to let him know you were still there. Mary audibly sighs. "Uhm. Sorry, didn't mean to yell. Wasn't sure if you put the phone down or not. Uh. Can we? Do what you asked, I mean. I'd like that." 

You swell. Your chest fills with butterflies, your insides feeling like jelly at his sleepy voice. Your face was still red with embarrassment and tears, but you manage a wide smile. "Okay. Okay, thank you, Mare." 

"Don't thank me." He says quickly, almost scoffing. "Now shut your eyes, I wanna go back to sleep." You cant fight the grin on your face, your happiness shows outwardly with a giggle. 

"Okay. Goodnight, Mary." 

"Goodnight.. sweet thing."

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost #mary goore #repugnant band #repugnant #beloved mary #mary goore x reader #mary goore/reader #mary on a cross #mary goore headcanons #mary goore beloved

[yourjughead]

Fighting Exs pt 2

Sweet Pea X Reader

A/N: a cute installment I think

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You woke naturally later, the red glow of the alarm clock showed 3am. You snuggled deeper into the duvet and pillow before sitting up, confused as to where you were. The sudden upwards movement of your body had your head screaming as you groaned in slight pain, trying to bring the dim room around you into focus. Your room you realised.

“What the fuck?” You found yourself whispering aloud, scrunching your face as your hand reached for the top of your head.

“I didn't know you knew that word YN?” You leapt a little at the fright of Sweet Peas voice, you searched around the room for the source unable to see him.

“Down here” you slowly peered over the edge of the bed to find the Serpent balled up under his jacket, suitably blue from the cold.

“Whats going on?”

“You got elbowed into the top of your head, knocked you clean out, probably all the head trauma you give yourself, definitely consider bubble wrap” he stood slowly, before sitting on the edge of your bed fully clothed in what he had on in the bar.

“I don't-”

“-Kevin, Fangs and I brought you back here, he said your parents were away, you did wake up a few times since then. Serpent medic looked you over, they didn't think you needed the hospital, to be honest I don't think they wanted you to get all of them into trouble for drinking underage” he confessed, reaching for the bottle of water he set out earlier for you and passing it to your hand.

“Fangs and Kevin are downstairs…sleeping…. allegedly-” he grinned at you and you gave a half laugh.

“-I stayed up here in case you got sick or needed something” his sincerity cut through your growing headache as you placed back down the water.

“How'd I even get an elbow into the head?” You found yourself laughing at the thought.

“I'm not sure….maybe someone you know and definitely shouldn't be mad at…is really bad at dancing….” he said shyly, turning for a moment from you to hide his smirk.

“Oh my god” you swung the pillow you had laid asleep on at him, he instantly put his hands up in a truce. You both laughed out loud at the whole ordeal. He reached to take your weapon from you, a hand catching your wrist in the process. The cold of his fingers burned through your skin and you flinched a little under it, he released instantly.

“You're freezing Sweet Pea”

“Nothing I'm not used to YN, don't worry, I should probably go and get Fangs and bounce” he went to move, stopped only by your voice.

“No stay!” You said almost too eagerly, earning another smirk from Sweet Pea.

“I mean…don't go downstairs to them, you never know what you'll see” he laughed at this before agreeing, moving to slide back to the floor.

“Sweet Pea….you can just..” he hung on your every sound, he watched you bite your lip thinking of your next words carefully. This action was driving him crazier than before. You only slid over in your bed and peeled a corner of the blanket away from the mattress, gesturing for him to join. He went more than happy, if only for the warmth of the duvet but even more so to be close to you. You both laid on your backs staring at the ceiling

“I didn't think it'd be my dance moves that'd get me into your bed YN, not going to lie” you swung out your hand and hit him in the chest chuckling.

“Full of surprises tonight”

“Then again I suppose Reggie was in this bed so you'll let anybody into it” he laughed only to be met with your silence. You rolled slowly away from him onto your side, tucking your hands beneath your head. Regret fogging his mind instantly.

“I don't want to talk about him”

“Oh…sorry I didn't…I-”

“-its okay Sweet Pea but we should probably go to sleep” you said quietly, eyes closing to force thoughts of your ex boyfriend out.

“Why'd you break up?”

“That doesn't seem like not talking about it” you sighed, the pain in your head now no longer from just the alcohol and bang.

“Curiosity killed the serpent” a minute or two of silence passed before you sighed again.

“He was…kinda possessive and then…he cheated on me” you could feel Sweet Pea's body stiffening alongside you.

“Yeah that normally gets that reaction” you half laughed, rolling back onto your back.

“I can't believe someone would be so stupid as to give you up”

“We just…weren't good for one another, he was crazy jealous and I was confused and I don't know, shy I guess. Reggie just needed someone more social than me I guess”

“Well based off tonight you seem pretty social with the right people” he looked from the ceiling to you and quickly back again.

“I guess, he's just a kinda…act now think later kinda person, at least that's how I justify him at that girl sleeping together” you pushed the lump in your throat growing away.

“You really amaze me YN”

“Thanks-” you half laughed again “-it completely knocked my confidence, I deserv-”

“You didn't deserve that YN” he took a serious tone, rolling onto his side to face you, you laughed fully then.

“I was going to say deserve to be treated better but thanks for your encouragement” he smiled at the glimmer of self-assurance he so rarely saw so blatantly from you and he loved it.

“I love hearing you speak, why don't we talk more often” he confessed as you rolled on to your side to face him.

“I think it's all the head trauma I've had today….I just don't feel afraid of speaking to you right now” you softly reached your finger tips to the darkening marbling your ex had gifted Sweet Pea earlier. He held your hand to his face before gently sweeping a stray hair from your eyes. You gave a small smile to the action as he leaned in so painfully cautiously, and kissed the top of your head that had taken so many hits lately. From there tiredness grew ferociously in your both, eyes growing heavy and closing, tangled in one another for the night.

-

The next morning you gently pulled away from Sweet Peas warmth. Ever so slowly you raised yourself from the bed, cautiously moving Sweet Peas arms from around you. You groaned with your new upright position, your head feeling as though it may split open with another move.

“YN, just stay with me a bit longer” his arm wrapped around your waist pulling you back into him as he bargained with you. Back in the position you woke up in, your headache eased again along with any tension in Sweet Peas chest.

“Sweet Pea! Put your clothes back on!” Fangs banged the door of your bedroom nearly off it's hinges causing you both to leap in your skin.

“What?!” Sweet Pea swung his legs over the edge of the bed while quickly replacing the covers over you as you sat confused and head spinning.

“Meeting right now, we overslept….looking good YN” Fangs winked at you causing you to look down at your legs beneath the sheets, trying to hide your reddening cheeks.

“Leave her alone Fangs, let's go” Fangs buried a smirk before leaving the room hurriedly again.

“YN I really…I really had a nice time last night…except when I briefly knocked you on conscious” you laughed at that as he stared almost lovingly at your eyes.

“Briefly? Nice for you to downplay it” He returned your smile before grabbing his shoes and heading out the door.

-

Later that night you hung around your normal friends in Pops, Kevin reliving last night's escapades to the group.

“Oh and then Sweet Pea knocked YN clean out” the group hesitantly laughed only to be spurred on by your and Kevin's audible chuckling.

“Yeah he really had me on the ground, I was out for the count” you rolled your eyes at the absurdity of it all.

“What happened?” Your laughter left you at the sound of Reggie's voice.

“YN was just telling us how Sweet Pea hit her-”

“What?” Anger rose in Reggie's voice, cutting off the end of Veronica's explanation, the light-heartedness long gone from the table. Reggie turned quickly on his heels and rage took him with speed out the doors of Pops.

“Shit” you almost all said in unison, Archie going to stand only for you to stop him with a raised hand. You looked panicked around the table before darting out the door after your ex boyfriend

#riverdale #riverdale imagines #riverdale fanfiction #jughead jones #riverdale x reader #riverdale fic #jughead #sweet pea #southside serpents #sweet pea x reader #sweet pea x oc #sweat pea #sweetpeaxreader #sweetpea imagine #sweetpea x reader #sweet pea x you #riverdale spoilers #riverdale cw #riverdale southside #southside serpent x reader #southside #serpentxreader #serpent #fangs fogarty #fancfiction

[jksprincess10]

Dressed for revenge 9.Stardust

A/N: This is the end of Arc 2. The slowburn finally... stops slowburning. 

CW: burial, guilt, funny shit, laughing at peepaw, suicidal thoughts, references to abuse, v fluffy.

Masterlist for this fic    

Please reblog!*

Start of December 2023, Bill and Frank’s house

The snow falls peacefully on the bodies. It’s like the sky was waiting for death to bring the storm. Ellie is sitting on the ground. Ghost insisted on helping Joel shovel. Even if he said they should rest. So, they shovel away the snow, until they get to dirt. They shovel, until they’re sweating under their coats.

With the bodies, Ghost is hoping to bury their guilt as well.

The corpses of the lovers get lowered as gently as possible in the holes by Joel and Ghost. Ghost thanks them one last time for their hospitality, before dirt and fresh snow cover the bodies. The expanse of Joel’s hand wipes away his forehead.

“We should take a shower to warm up and get cleaned up one last time before we leave. I don’t know when’s the next time we’ll have access to a shower.” Ghost agrees. “ Ellie, since you didn’t move your ass, take care of the last stuff we need to bring in the truck.”

Start of December 2023, the garage

They both showered one after the other, before meeting back with Ellie.

The kid smiles brightly when she sees Joel and Ghost come back.

“Well, don’t you two look pretty.” She teases, her back against the door of the old truck.

“Don’t call me pretty.” Joel grumbles.

It’s true. He looks good, with his hair still a little damp, and with his new flannel shirt.

“She’s right, though.” Ghost says. It’s the first complete sentence they say since yesterday’s events. And it’s the first smile Joel gets from Ghost today. “You’re handsome, Joel.”

“If G says, it’s the truth! Shotgun the front!”

Joel doesn’t say anything. He looks away, shyness spreading on his face. He didn’t want to be called pretty or handsome. He didn’t deserve it. And it was far too old for this. Far too old to feel this way.

“It’s fine, I’ll take the back.”

Ghost climbs in the back of the truck, Joel takes the wheel and Ellie sits beside him. They close their eyes as they’re rocked by the running vehicle’s vibrations.

2nd of June, 2003, 3AM

Wyatt got the base down on driving. They didn’t crash, yet. His little sister is too terrified to go back to sleep. Everyone is running away from their city at the same time. It’s clogged.

Wyatt hasn’t talked about what happened.

The little girl didn’t either.

She doesn’t understand anything that’s going on.

But she understands that her parents are gone.

Start of December 2023, on the road

“You feeling better, G? You seemed… sad.” Asks Ellie as she looks behind.

Ghost comes back to earth and tries to fake a smile.

“I’m fine. Sorry for worrying you.”

Joel shoots them a knowing look through the rearview mirror. They were similar in more ways than he thought.

They look to the ground of the truck, and suddenly, they burst out laughing. So hard, it hurts. Joel looks worried, and Ellie looks like she wants to be caught up with the action.

“What?”

“Bill and Frank gave us one last gift. But I’m afraid you can’t look, Ellie.”

“Noo, don’t treat me like a fucking baby. Come on!”

Ghost holds up the old gay porn magazine. “Very nice literature.”

“Oh god.” Ellie gasps, then laughs. “Joel, maybe you should see if you like it… since you were asking quest-”

Joel’s knuckles go white against the wheel.

“Ellie.” He says, as a warning.

But they all laugh together, eliminating the shadow of death standing over them.

Start of December 2023, North

It’s almost dark when they stop. They find a hidden space, behind a nice big boulder. They hide the truck behind it, and they get started on a fire to cook food.

“I’ll see if I can get us some water.” Ghost says and goes around the rock.

Luckily, minutes away, they find a breathtaking view. Like winter was barely there, a waterfall is nestled between two large boulders, and pouring out in a nice, little lake. They told themselves they would come back later to bathe. And maybe… maybe they would invite Joel. They still thought about the warmth of his embrace and their almost-kiss. Ghost fills their bucket and comes back to the camp.

They eat in silence, and Ellie says she’d go to sleep early. She climbs back in the truck and lays on the backseat, which leaves Ghost and Joel alone in the silent night.

“I wanna show you something.”  They say as they get up. They extend their hand to Joel to help him get up.

Then, they walk in a comfortable silence until they stop at the waterfall.

“How is that possible-” Joel asks.

“I don’t believe in God, but it’s a miracle. Guess it’s not cold enough during the day for it to freeze completely.” Ghost leans down and grazes the water with the tip of their fingers. “It’s not too cold.”

Then, they look at Joel with a smirk. “I’m going in.” They say.

They take a deep breath, then turn around to get rid of their clothes, leaving them in their little shorts that look like boxers. They feel vulnerable, but they can't keep hiding from Joel.

Without looking at him, they enter the water, being careful not to wet their healing back.

Joel can’t look.

“Come on, don’t be a pussy, Joel. It’s not that cold.”

He grunts, then gets rid of his clothes under the pressure. Ghost tries not to look – but it’s hard not to. Everything about Joel was strong and inviting. He submerges his body in the water, whining about how cold it was. He was still looking away from them.

Ghost’s tattooed hands come up to his scratchy cheeks to turn his head towards them.

“It’s okay, Joel. I can’t hide forever.”

At first, his eyes lock with theirs, then his eyes inevitably wander to their neck, their tattooed chest, their raised scars. Even as he’s analyzing them, Ghost feels safe.

“What does the tattoo mean?”  He asks as he points to the portrait of a lady with a head of snakes.

“It’s Medusa, you probably know her myth… She… symbolizes what I’ve been through.”

Joel nods. “Have you done that one yourself?”

“Yes. I loved drawing… it’s the only thing that kept me from spiraling when… Jeremiah didn’t want me to go out and hunt.” Saying the name left a bad taste in their mouth.

Shaky fingers trace the outline of the scar across their chest. Ghost closes their eyes, shivering, not from the coldness of the water, but from his touch.

“What did they do to you?” His eyes sparkled with sadness; his brows furrowed.

Ghost grabs his hand in theirs.

“He… said I had to choose. I couldn’t just be… me. And I couldn’t give kids to the cult like he wanted me to… So he took my breasts, and my uterus. Because I wasn’t a real woman.” It felt liberating, but scary to tell him all of this. “I’m a failed experiment, Joel.” They shrug. “Honestly, I wish the surgery had killed me. It should’ve. I’m not supposed to be here.”

Joel isn’t good with words. Isn’t good with feelings, but he tries.

His hands grab their shoulders, like to shake them to wake them up. But he’s soft. “I’m… glad you’re still around. And… you’re not a failed experiment.” He breathes heavily. “You’re…You’re a beautiful person, Ghost.” It’s like he’s scared to break them with his words.

Ghost’s gaze softens, and they wrap their arms around Joel’s neck to bring him closer. Their bodies’ warmth contrasts with the coldness of the water. Joel visibly hesitates as he brings his hands up to their face, bringing them closer to him. Finally, he kisses them.

Soft, like the kiss of sun on a summer day.

Soft, like running around the fields with a secret lover.

Soft, like clean clothes drying in the wind.

Soft, like they thought him to be.

Ghost abandons themselves in the caress of Joel’s lips. He’s slow, delicate, as if he was scared to hurt them.

They had never been kissed like this by a man.

When he pulls away, he looks scared of having gone too far. But they keep Joel close.

“No man kissed me like this before…” They say with a smile. “Thank you… for making me less scared.”

He caresses their cheek one last time. “Of course… But can we please get out, I’m cold as fuck…” He says as he almost runs out of the water.

Ghost can’t help but laugh as they watch him run away.

“We’ll bundle up and warm up together.” They offer.

**

Joel and Ghost are bundled up in the box of the truck under thick blankets, their eyes raised to the illuminated sky. 

Is this what happiness feels like?

It was bittersweet.

Did they deserve it when they couldn’t even save Wyatt?

To distract their wandering and self-destructive mind, they count the stars until they fall asleep against Joel’s shoulder.

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#dressed for revenge #joel miller x reader #joel miller x nb oc #joel miller x queer oc #joel miller x foc #joel miller x you #joel miller x yn #joel miller x y/n

[julessworldd]

If you have time, please could you do one with poly guns where they go out drinking after being in the studio and get arrested but she was so worried about them that she's mad when she finds out and let's them stew in the silent treatment?

Warnings: drunk behavior, cussing, arguing, jealousy, kinda toxicish? Depends how you read it. Anyways enjoy <33

The boys were working on there double album before they started touring again. I was so happy for them and growing success, I was their #1 supporter! I was at home trying to deep clean, Duff and Izzy usually help me but they’ve been so busy. Billy Idol’s White wedding was finishing up as I rubbed the counters down. 12AM, the stove clock read, “I really hope they’re not piss drunk”, looking at the freshly mopped floor. I grabbed a Coke out of the fridge, before sitting down in the living room.

Skid Row was being interviewed on MTV, I watched it for a good while before dozing. 3:45AM, Tv was playing gray telling me it was too damn late. I looked at the door, not one pair of shoes weren’t there. “What the fuck?” I groaned, something wasn’t right. The phone rang, making my stomach drop. “Please don’t be in the hospital or jail. For the love of God!” “Y/n, baby! Thank god you’re awake. We need you to be bail us out” Duff said, I could tell he was drunk but slowly coming to. “God damn it! What happened?”, I sighed. “Too much liquor, just hurry please”, Duff said. “I’m gonna murder you, idiots”, I hung up. I got dressed and grabbed some bail money.

“I’m here to bail Guns N Roses out”, I sighed. “They still have 2 hours until they can leave the drunk tank. But you can pay the bail now”, the lady officer smiled. “That’s fine. Can you tell the big blonde that if this happens again at least tell me it’s gonna be a good while. Acting like he’s gonna be traded for smokes”, I rolled my eyes. Lady grinned, “Do you want some coffee, love?” “Please. If you don’t mind”, I sat down.

“Y/n, oh thank god you came!”, Duff said. “Y/n, baby!”, Axl grinned. “Let’s go, I’m exhausted!”, I walked towards the car. It was 6:48AM when we got home and I wanted nothing more to sleep until 5pm.

“Good night, don’t bother me! Unless you’re bleeding and death is gripping you tight”, I said walking upstairs to my room. I haven’t slept there in 3 yrs. Sleeping with one of the boys always. But I was beyond pissed. “We fucked up”, Izzy said.

It was 4:30, when I I woke up or felt like seeing those idiots. I walked downstairs to the kitchen, Slash and Duff were at the table with notepads, “Hey baby” Slash said. I grabbed my cup down and a couple tea bags(your choice of tea). “Y/nn”, Duff sang. I walked out to the pool, ignoring them. I walked back inside as Steven and Duff were cooking dinner. “We’re making your favorite, sugar”, Duff said with a smile on his face. I slammed my door, deciding to call Nikki. Motley was back in town for a bit, Nikki was like my older brother. “Hey Nikki, are you busy?”

I threw a pair of leather pants, hunter green crop top, Doc Martens on. Teased my hair a bit, finishing my winged eyeliner. “Perfect timing, baby. Here’s your plate”, Duff. “Later”, I skipped to living room, shutting the door as Nikki pulled up. “So what’s bothering my little peanut?”, Nikki asked. “The boys got arrested last night for being too damn drunk. It was 3am when Duff called begging to be bailed out”, I sighed. “I’m sorry, should have called me I would have got ‘em”, Nikki smiled. “I still would be pissed, Nik but thank you for the offer”, I replied.

“Just wish they would stop acting like kids at times. It’s getting annoying dealing with them piss drunk, I have five drunks to control. God, you think Axl’s ego and attitude is bad when he’s sober. Fuck me, it’s worse when he’s plastered, Izzy isn’t better. Duff’s seven foot ass with my 4 foot ass”, I ran a hand through my hair. “I’m sorry, Princess. Just breathe, enjoy the ride”, Nikki said patting my knee. Nikki pulled up to the house, “Hey call me if you need me to come get you. I got a huge empty house, you know?”, Nikki smiled, hugging me. “Thanks Nik, you’re the best!”, I kissed his cheek. It was 10:30pm, everyone would be up still. Might as well face em, might not be as drunk as last night.

Five heads spun as I opened the door, “Care to enlighten us on why you pulled up with Nikki?”, Axl asked. “Care to enlighten me on why caused you guys to end up in jail last night?”, I spat back. “We were having fun”, Izzy said. “Same here”, I walked upstairs, slamming my door. 15 minutes later, I heard a knock. “What now?” Duff opened the door, giving me “I’m sorry for fucking up” smile. “Michael”, I said, shutting my calendar. “I’m sorry for last night and making you bail us out. I should have controlled us better, just that we’re so close to finishing the albums. We got happy and went over board”, Duff said sitting on the bed. “Ya think, McKagan?”

It was silent, Duff laid his head on my lap, tracing my thighs. “Can you ever forgive us? I hate when you’re upset with us” “I guess, I understand you guys are happy and can’t wait to tour again. But you guys are in your late twenties, you gotta grow up some. It’s getting exhausting taking care of you guys piss drunk and high as a fucking kite”, I sighed, playing with Duff’s hair. “I promise to do better and grow up some for you. I’m sorry we’ve treated you this way, you are an Angel for putting up with us much as you do”, Duff kissed my tummy that was showing. “Apology accepted, D. Sorry for missing dinner” “it’s okay it wasn’t as good without you here. Did Nikki feed you at least?”, Duff asked. “Yup, gremlin was fed before midnight”, I giggled. “Damn he remembered”, Duff kissed my thighs.

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