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domowrites · 2 years

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𝚃𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 (pt.1)

A Nathan Prescott x reader

TW: vulgar language?? Idk it’s tumblr

Available on: ➷ Wattpad

A/N: authors note!!

U should probably read this on Wattpad, tumblrs format is ugly :( also this is my first fanfic😱 I have no idea where this is going I’m just having fun with it so hope u enjoy!!

Once upon a time…

No, that's so overdone.

You sigh tapping your pen repeatedly against your now opened notebook, you could sense your eyebrows furrow from frustration, tonight was going to be a long night.

It was currently 12:39 but if you looked out the diner window it was pitch black. Only lights from cars racing by could be seen under a night sky full of stars.

You entered Two Whales Diner at this hour with two things in mind.

Caffeine and maybe just a little bit of motivation.

Mrs. Wallace decided it'd be a good idea to give her students a last-minute writing project graded as your final, stating;

'it could be anything, get creative!'

but you couldn't muster up anything at the moment you had a major writer's block. You usually loved writing and it was something that came naturally to you but let's just say you've been having an off week...

You glance around the snug booth trying to grab onto a smudge of inspiration,

anything at all!

The diner radiated a safe warm atmosphere it was like a second home to you, mainly because of a specific waitress.

She was the mother figure you never had.

Joyce Madsen!

You excitedly trail your pen against the notebook paper forming words by instant. You could write about a badass waitress (Joyce) who-

It just wasn't something you were inspired or driven by, no offense towards Joyce. The idea sucked.

Instantly feeling unmotivated, you suck your teeth in disappointment throwing your head back against the hard booth, instantly unlocking your phone to browse Instagram in defeat.

'ding ding'

Hearing the restaurant's front door ring implying someone was entering, you of course lookup.

Nathan Prescott

You didn't really know him but Taylor and everybody's mothers in Arcadia said to stay away from him and loved to paint him as 'unhinged'

he was just your local spoiled rich kid with daddy issues.

Wandering eyes back on Nathan, he looked horrible. you're not an empath or anything, you only ever cried watching cheesy movies, but in your defense Bubba's death in Forrest Gump was devastating!!

But back to Prescott

seeing him scratched and beat up made your heartache, he looked like a kicked puppy.

He ended up picking a booth (which wasn't hard considering the joint was practically empty), Joyce swiftly following with a menu.

Not wanting to be seen as some stalker freak you avert your stare burying your head in your homework.

Wanting to go back to writing you just couldn't, thoughts of Nathan kept interrupting you,

he was obviously in misery anyone with eyes could see that.

The real question was why?

You were a very curious cat and as the saying goes 'satisfaction brought it back.'

He looked like he hadn't slept in years.

If anything you were enthralled.

Inspired.

"More coffee?"

Startled by the sudden noise you recognize the beloved waitress chuckling back at you. Embarrassed you nod your head muttering a please, causing her to refill your mug.

"I saw you ogling at Nathan,"

You can feel your eyes bulging out of their sockets,

was it that obvious?

Feeling a severe amount of humiliation you try to muster up an excuse but can't seem to voice any, gawking like a fish out of water.

She continues seeing you weren't going to respond.

"He's bad news hun, stay away."

You smile under your breath, Joyce's words always filled your heart with warm feelings of affection. She knew you so well, her warning showed she truly cared for you.

"But he seems so... sad."

Joyce sighs conflicted. Her mother instinct wanted her to run up to him and hug him and tell him everything was going to be okay, but

Nathan Prescott was a jerk.

He and his family have corrupted this small town and everyone in it. He understands his dad's power over everyone and takes advantage.

He cares about no one other than himself.

Her many years of living here taught her-

Nathan Prescott deserved everything coming his way.

"He's Nathan Prescott."

It wasn't like Joyce to be so bitter and negative towards someone.

Putting small hands around the mug you could feel the heat emit from the coffee, it was a pleasant feeling. Watching the steam flow from the coffee you decided to go against the town's judgment and give him a chance.

In the spur of the moment, you spew a request which causes her to slump her shoulders. Hearing those words leave your lips gave her anxiety but you both knew there was no stopping you, your heart was too big for your own good. Pursing her thin lips she nods sending you a nervous smile departing from the booth with the Moka pot in hand. Taking a sip from the bitter drink you can't but help to grimace.

You hated coffee.

Scanning the blank tattered notebook you compulsively exhale,

what to write.

The possibilities were endless but you couldn't muster up one good idea.

This is why you had to work on the project as soon as it was given to you, but it didn't help the due date was so soon.

Thinking of a topic you began to doodle on your paper drawing little stars and hearts to things significant from your childhood.

Hmm

Maybe..

Maybe you could write about a wicked grandma sacrificing her loved ones and everything dear to her for riches

Due to that,

Our protagonist goes through hell and he-

'BAM'

Shook from something striking the table causing it to rumble you cease writing, quickly grabbing your refilled mug not wanting it to spill.

Damn, you just had something too.

"What the fuck?"

Looking up from your book searching for what interrupted you, you see a hand sprawled all over your table begging for attention,

Nathan Prescott's hand to be exact. Confused, closing your book you give him a baffled look, you obviously didn't do anything wrong you've never talked to this guy

like ever.

"Don't give me that stupid look, I don't need your money!"

He's throwing a tantrum right now causing a scene because you decided to be nice and pay for his meal? He then proceeded to stand there waiting for a response, but there wasn't much to say. 'I just thought you looked sad'? He'd probably spit on your face and call you a slur or two.

"You're just gonna stand there? You can sit if you want."

You shortly move your things closer towards you creating room for the outsider. Nathan on the other hand was appalled. What was your game? Promptly sitting across from you he wasted no time and gets straight to business,

"Don't think I owe you shit, what the fuck do you want."

Bringing your mug closer to your lips you acknowledge his feelings, being a Prescott must have its cons even if it mainly contained pros, he thinks the whole world wants something from him or is against him.

Which wasn't far from true, mentioning the surname was equivalent to saying, Lord Voldemort.

Then it hits you,

instantly recalling a memory of a sleepover a while back, Juliet was talking about a play she was in her freshman year and how the infamous Prescott got booed off the stage. Talk about a tough crowd.

Nathan Prescott was a troubled kid.

It's not like you wanted to fix Prescott or change him, you just met him today after all. Maybe you wanted to believe he required a second chance even if it meant talking to him today and him forgetting about you the next.

It's not like you had anything better to do.

"I just thought you seemed sad and needed company"

He sneers once those words slip from your soft lips 'sad'?

Nathan was a lot of things but he didn't need yours or anyone's charity.

Now that he thinks of it he's never seen you, for all he cares you were a nobody hippie bitch.

Grinding his teeth he angrily retorts back,

"I don't owe you anything. I didn't ask for your pity money."

🕊️

Pity money?

Wow, he really is stuck up.

Quickly reassuring you tell him you don't mind, in all fairness you didn't even expect thanks or any sort of acknowledgment from the deed. Something just demanded you to pay and you did,

no questions asked.

"So...

What're you doing up late anyways?"

He was a little frustrated over your nosiness and gave you a snarky response 'what are you a cop?' but seeing you bashfully smile shaking your head, made him realize you were genuinely interested in him.

No ulterior motives.

Just straight raw dogging

bare dick and balls out.

' (y/n) (l/n)'

That was your name

It was so innocent, it suited you.

He learned that you were lowkey new to Arcadia Bay, and took interest in the arts more specifically literature! Writing from poems to books, no wonder you were so gracious

with words.

He told you about how terrible this morning was, how some 'bitch' named Max Claufield and her friends pretty much beat him up for no reason and demanded you to stay away from her.

You genuinely felt bad for him, his last name shouldn't be an excuse to torment him it wasn't his fault his dad was the town's biggest asshole!

You told him how you loved it here and how you had no trouble making friends, how everything was perfect.

You both thrived off of the presence of each other and decided your dinner dates would become a nightly occurrence.

Arriving at the diner, Nathan would always be seated at your usual spot waiting (impatiently might I add) Joyce would serve y'all and your new best friend would complain about something new.

He'd ask about your writing assignment and you'd give a half-ass excuse on why it hasn't even been looked at.

He'd encourage you to do your work saying 'if you flunk that's so embarrassing... I wouldn't even talk to you' of course he was joking.

You hope.

Nathan often insisted you get to work but every time you grabbed your pen you just couldn't focus.

Not with him around.

#nathan prescott x reader #domowrites #fanfic #nathan prescott #life is strange #x reader #reader insert #romance #high school #lis #Prescott #self insert #scenerio

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cosmicbunne · 11 months

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I was thinking about Sanders Sides, or more specifically how Thomas is trying out hats.

I honestly forgot what hats he gave most of them.

We all know Janus always has had a hat. I remember him giving Roman a crown and Virgil a beanie.

However, that's not the point of this post-

Basically while thinking about this, I thought of Patton wearing a headband(I know, technically not a hat), but this it evolved in my mind, into a whole scenario.

Like, trying to find a hat for the others(cause if I remember correctly, in the part of the video where he told us he was going to be trying hats on the sides, he only showed Roman and Virgil getting theirs)

Of Course, Roman gets right into it. He snaps his fingers a few times causing a few different types of hats to appear on Logan and Patton's heads, and after each one he makes a comment. Then at some point, a baseball cap appears on Logan and Patton's heads. Backwards at first-

And Logan, being Logan wants it to be proper, so he turns it forwards..

Then Patton gasps, and suddenly snaps his fingers, in which a headband appears on his head. And Patton exclaims how he and Logan are like Dipper and Mabel.

Roman maybe mutters something about Virgil being like Robbie, before he exclaims something about how he's like Pacifica- slightly going on a mini rant about how despite her being rude for most of the show, he likes her fashion-

And then Patton gets more excited, wanting to dress as Gravity Falls characters and (re?)watch the show.

Roman says something like,

"Good idea, Padre! We can do that after we find you and Logan's hat types! "

To which Virgil, questions the usage of hat types-

And Logan, wanting the "fashion show" over with, snaps his fingers, which causes his and Patton's hats to change to what they are officially.

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This scenario played in my head multiple times, just building the concept more and more-

My brain is wild, lol.

#youtube #Sanders Sides #Scenerio #Patton #Virgil #Thomas #Logan #Roman #Hats #gravity falls #Thomas Sanders #Patton Totally kind Mabel to a certain degree #Patton > Mabel #Logan > Dipper #Virgil > Robbie #Roman > Pacifica?#Janus > Grunkle Stan #Remus > Oldman Mcgucket

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totallynotamushroominatrenchcoat · 9 months

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Person A, blocks Person B from threat: I won't let you die on me, partner!

Person B, who's been begging for his friendship for YEARS: Partner..? Me? I'm your partner!

Person A, fighting back threat: Shut up!

Person B, joining the fight: You called me your partner! Person A liiiiikess me!

Person A, slowly breaking his wall down: Yeah sure.

#this is literally my favorite kind of scene pls #scenerio #person a and person b #ship dynamics #imagine your otp #ships #duo dynamics #help

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stupidrant · 4 months

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ALRIGHT NOW ANGIE'S GOING ON A DATE WITH TRE AT THE FUN FAIR WHERE THERE'S A BIG FERRIS WHEEL, A HAUNTED HOUSE, AND A BUNCH OF RIGGED GAMES (she wins a teddy anyways 🧸 ^_^) CHOOSE HER OUTFIT FOR THE DAY AND HOW DOES IT GO

OK first off is the haunted house now shes not really that scared of things and whatnot but the longer her and atreus stays in there, the more she gets freaked out but atreus is not helping since hes fucking yelping at everything and holding onto her, scaring her even further (atreus is me) 😭

second off the games would be rigged but atreus pays off the workers prior for him (or her) to win thus having a big family of plush toys and stuffed animals <3 they go on a bit more rides but ofc the ferris wheel is last 😏 angie's too busy watching the fireworks and atreus takes advantage of this trying to be cool but almost slips out (or almost has it fall over if its like this) she laughs at him and gives his the biiiiigest kiss on his cheeks and his lips (which both btw have lipstick marks LOL)

#the way he wouldnt even know until he went to a mirror bc kratos freya nor mimir told him #he dont even wanna wash it off he just goes to sleep with it on LOL #atreboda #god of war ragnarok #angrboda #atreus #imagine #scenerio

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la-artist322 · 2 years

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“Want you as my partner.” (Sarah x Luther AU)

I have seen Needlemouse on Youtube maybe weeks ago, but this is something. I can best describe what's going on here, so you get the picture. Luther, defeated and almost died, woke up and looked around in the shitty shad darkness, and felt his hands tied in a form of rope and yet don't know why, he was supposed to be dead but not though. However until Sarah fucking shows up and yeah, get the picture alright, you maybe know what's gonna happen in this damn AU or something. Yet until she says to him that she wants him as her "partner" in many years together, and yeah, Luther's not gonna accept and try his own damn best to reject it as possible.

For those that know these characters at Youtube, take it as an alternate scenario or something. It is my own little, a-half of headcanon and AU shit, so don't take it seriously about this, alright.

Sarah, and Luther © Needlemouse, ShutUpJoJo Fanart © Me

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libraryofplotbunnies · 9 months

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To Marie: You are amazing! (Said by MC, relationship stage in a public event!)

It was breathtaking seeing Marie in her natural element. The way she can pull people in with a simple gaze and ensnared them completely with her honeyed words. There is a reason why she was the Mayor's assistant and garner such power for her family. Despite what other may think. You take in the jealousness and envy from some of the surrounding guests, wishing they were just as powerful for her or maybe wishing they could have her attention solely on them. She does have that effect on people. Especially you. The brief smile she sent towards you was all that you ever need, bringing a smile to your face at the affection in her eyes. You can wait till she comes back to you. She always returns regardless of how far away she may seem.

The party has wind down and the business associates have stop surrounding Marie. The hidden sigh of relief she gave at being left alone will without fail to boggle your mind for a bit. Despite knowing her for so long. The woman who thrives in this enviroment of two faced words and subtle lies also hates it with a firely passion. The slight relaxation of her shoulders and lowered tenseness in her face, finally being freed from the facade of being the cold and ambitious heir of the Lanshires. Sometimes you wished you could hold her and keep her away from all of this nonsense, but she won't go for it. For she is Marianna Lanshire, heir of the powerful family in town and residental ice queen. However, you can still be there for her, inspite of hating what this does to her.

The light grazing of your hand against her own knocks her from whatever though she was processing. Her narrow eyes and tense smile softening when she sees you beside her. You placed a kiss on her face, reveling in the pleased expression on her face and her hand now tightly interlocked with yours.

"What was that for, MC?" her voice lilted with affection but her confused expression betraying her true motives behind the question.

"Just reminding you're amazing, ma reine," you answered, resting her head on her shoulder and hugging against her. Your arm wrapped her middle and bringing your joined hands towards you for a kiss. The soft laughter from her was music to your ears. The happiness on her face was just what you seeking after with your romantic antics. Her smile was always so beautiful.

"You are such a charmer, darling," her voice didn't match the intent behind her words as she position you to face her proper. The intense look in her eyes was too much for you, especially that glint of hunger you know she didn't want you to see. The quick kiss to your jaw, around your plus, would have driven to insane if her finger on your lips didn't stop you.

"Now, mon amoureux, that can wait till later," a subtle nip was placed on your throat, completely unnoticed by the guests around you. A pleased smirk on her face at the sight of the blush on your cheeks. "However, thank you for your words," she raised your interlocked to her lips, a repeat of the same gesture you did. A reverence in her eyes at the sight of hands together and the lingering kiss, you know her true feelings of her words. A dopey smile was the only outcome in this situation and the fond look she directed at you at the sight, you never been happier. Keeping your hands interlocked till the party's end but never being truly apart.

#belrose curse- if #marianna lanshire #mc #scenerio #thanks anon!

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travelingcentaur · 1 year

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Modern AU?

Okay so lets just get this question out there, which hopefully I'll get decent responses. But looks at three monster races to include in our modern day world, and how things would change and adjust accordingly. Not politics, no religion, just day to day life for the average person in any given geographical location in the world. And yes, I did literally make a short 12 item list and roll a set of dice to get these races to try and keep it fair.

What if Vampires, Infernals (Fiends, Demons, Devils, exclude religion from them as many cultures around the world do not view them in a religious sense), and dragons were included in our modern world? For whatever reason the divines, or a science made portal opens to (Gods and Goddesses) tuck them firmly into our realm and are here to stay. And to further improve the thought, would of already done the initial freak out and go to war scenerio, this would be the aftermath, after the clean up from said freaked out conflict.

On the day to day, what little things, big things, and possibly surprising and expected things would change up? And you can draw from any popular source of media for inspiration. Example on the dragons, if you look to the tabletop game Shadowrun, you have dragons ruling the corporate scene and are in anyway, shape, or form to be trifled with. Vampires as an example, could do Interview with a vampire. Infernals, no examples pop up at the top of my head with them. Usually only depicted in evil murder hobo light.

One key rule to include with this, they are at the very least making the effort to try and co-exist with us humans. But their ways of life is attempting to meld with ours. We already know people will line up to offer their necks to vamps just because, with or without the horny aspect. Already know people will offer themselves up to infernals. And already know people will offer themselves up to dragons.

How would day to day life change and meld with them included in our society?

Examples of what, in my mind, the various races would look like. Obviously use your own imagination for thinking over how they would look and act.

#tetrophilia #monsterfucker #monster lover #monster romance #Monster #monster oc #nsft monster #Vampire #Question #Scenerio #Monster Scenerio #Slice of Life #Urban fantasy #Modern Monster AU

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cage-cat-yt · 2 years

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Goofy gang at a party

So I have a feeling for sure Medic would be that one guy in the corner of a party. Spamton would usually be very social and stuff, but at the same time due to him being alone for a long time in that dumpster he'd probably need to talk breaks in the corner. Jack is a very social guy, but I think that if Rosemary wasn't there he'd be a little more hesitant to go up to strangers and socialize, and also I just have a gut feeling he'd be the type of person to stand in the corner. Last but not least, Mirror Man is a social guy, but I think people would be thrown off by him for his self obsession of sorts, so he'd be exiled into the corner of the party. But don't worry, they're fine being bros together in the corner. Just part of life.

Anyway, thanks for reading! Remember to hydrate and I hope you have a good day :)

#deltarune #jack stauber's opal #the walten files #team fortress 2 #tf2 #spamton #jack stauber's opal mirror man #medic tf2 #jack walten #twf #twf jack walten #spamton g spamton #opal mirror man #tf2 medic #crossover #scenerio #give me random prompt idea with these 4 #cage-cat

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xtremeservers · 3 months

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Here's the scenerio: you don't own a cop... https://www.xtremeservers.com/blog/the-last-of-us-part-2-has-dropped-to-just-20-at-walmart-for-now/?feed_id=117444&_unique_id=65afd6d52b4ca&The%20Last%20of%20Us%20Part%202%20Has%20Dropped%20to%20Just%20%2420%20at%20Walmart%2C%20For%20Now

#NewReleases #PS4 #Reviews #checking #copy #Dont #Fancy #gotten #Heres #improvements #Its #Part #pc #PlayStation #scenerio

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uchihanitro · 4 months

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Cenário de Natureza

Nature scenario

#cenario #cenário #natureza #nature #scenerio #pic #picture #lago #arvore

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funnyexel · 3 months

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loves you. hates them.

Rich!boyfriend who really isn’t your boyfriend but more of an arranged husband. He’s sweet and all but you think he’s a bit overbearing for someone you just met.

Rich!boyfriend who demands your free time, disregarding how tired you may be from working. Rich!boyfriend who hates how much you work and provide for your family, he realizes how soft and spineless you are when time comes for you to speak up for yourself.

Rich!boyfriend who’s intoxicated by the way you smile at him and the small touches you give him to express your gratitude for the excessive gifts. The way your eyes light up when you see him won’t ever get old to him. Rich!boyfriend who see’s the potential in you, even if your mother tells him otherwise.

Rich!boyfriend who is immediately consumed by disinterest whenever your mother and father want to speak with him. They have so much to say and critic about your life, yet, they rely on their young daughter to get them out of their financial burdens.

Rich!boyfriend who notices the behavioral change in your sister every time he comes around. The way she perks up when he enters the room, the difference in the way she dresses when she knows she’s going to see him versus when she doesn’t know. Rich!boyfriend who is disgusted by this and is even more repulsed when she tries to make a move on him. This pushes him to increase your time at his home and decrease the time you spend at your house.

Manipulative!boyfriend who acts confused when you find your phone hidden away in his dresser drawer. Manipulative!boyfriend who forces you stay at his home for an extensive amount of time, convincing you that you are terribly sick from working so hard.

Manipulative!boyfriend who gives you a special type of medicine in your food so you stay sluggish and compliant. Manipulative!boyfriend who persuades you that the little white bottle he hides away is nothing and that you’re imagining things.

Rich!boyfriend who assures you that you’ll feel better by the time the wedding rolls around.

Crazy!boyfriend who effectively got your family out your ear by smashing your phone to pieces and warning them that if they ever talked to you again, he’d do worse than cause a little car crash.

Did he forget to tell you that?

Rich!boyfriend who lies assures you that he’ll find the people who T-boned your parents car.

a/n: I think my requests inbox might be broken, directly message if it doesn't go through or don't. I don't know how it works.

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domowrites · 2 years

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𝚃𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 (pt.2)

A Nathan Prescott x reader

TW: suicide & drug use! Also mommy issues

Available on: ➷ Wattpad

A/N authors note!!

OMG I cant believe how much love this story got??? I’m literally all giddy writing this I love y’all sm:(( tysm I appreciate your likes and the time y’all take to read these!!! I didn’t reread this cuz I didn’t wanna edit >:( okay back to the story🫡🫡

sen·ior· i ·tis

/ˌsēnyəˈrīdəs/

noun

an ebbing of motivation and effort by school seniors as evidenced by tardiness, absences, and lower grades.

Oh my god

Rereading your symptoms on your laptop screen made you feel paralyzed like all you could do was read the description mortified,

senioritis was full-on fucking you in the ass.

Let's just pray this doesn't lead to any unwanted pregnancies.

Your room was a pigsty at the moment unfinished assignments were littered everywhere spilling from your bed onto the floor.

You felt helpless like you'd fail no matter what and it didn't help you still don't have a clue about what you were going to write about. All you had in your notebook was

' just steal Donnie Darko's plot she won't know she's old'

This of course would be plan z, but sadly it was your only plan at the moment.

You didn't even get to sleep last night struggling to finish up your overdue assignments.

Speaking of last night you also didn't shower,

looking in your mirror across your bed you realize you still have left-over eyeliner under your eyes. You could've mistaken yourself for a raccoon or your seventh-grade emo phase.

Ready for the mosh pit shaka brah.

Staggering off the small bed, you struggle to keep yourself up, your legs felt tingly like you were stepping on a thousand needles filled with poison but also they were on fire.

Wincing you waddle down to your dorm closet opening it uncovering your daily attire and garments, what to wear...

Deciding to not go anywhere today but study in your cramped dorm room all day, you grab your bathing necessities place them in a bag, and call it a day.

It really was so hard being you.

Ready to go!

Brushing a hand through the tangled mess you call hair you charge your phone finally departing from the comfy home-like room with the shower bag in hand.

Walking down the dorm hallways was always a calm feeling, even with all the commotion going on behind locked doors.

Kate Marsh then pushes past you disrupting your inner monologue, if you were paying attention you could hear a 'sorry!' leave her gloomy chapped lips.

You couldn't but help to feel apologetic for her. You'd comfort her later, right now you had to take care of yourself. Like mom always said,

'You can't pour from an empty cup. Take care of yourself first!'

Who were you kidding,

your mom never said that, the poster you just passed a few seconds ago did.

Placing both hands on the chipped slender doors you shove them open uncovering the shower room.

"...Max selfie, thought she was a badass taking that picture I should've beat her down."

Instantly recognizing what the voice was talking about and who was conversing you gasp. Sure you stayed in your room all day but, rumors spread.

You know Victoria could be a bitch but she totally didn't deserve public humiliation like that.

You were learning more and more about 'Max' against your own will every day.

"Omg are you talking about Max?"

🕊

It was hard to hear because of the loud pitter-patter of water but you make out a 'hey (y/n)' from Taylor you send her a small wave, you loved Taylor she was such a sweet soul and was uber gorgeous. You always had to fight the urge to pinch her soft cheeks and squeeze her,

averting your intense stare from Taylor back to Victoria you note she appeared ashamed, avoiding your gaze which was very odd compared to her usual cocky confident self, presumably because even the new kid knew about the disgraceful selfie.

Victoria then nods verifying your statement.

A little gossip wouldn't hurt, right?

You confided in Victoria she was never rude to you

...to your face.

"She's fucking crazy! Did you see what she did to Nathans's face?"

Making your way to the next available shower stall you close the curtain assuming they got your point.

Victoria then scoffs recalling Nathans's scarred face.

"She's a weirdo with that dumb camera."

Taking off your former apparel you try not to eavesdrop on the girl's conversation

twisting the handle on the wall causing the showerhead to spew.

"I hate the 'im so quirky' crap.

Anyway.

Let's leave the link to Kate's video so everybody gets a chance to see her in action."

Lathering soap on your head you sigh disappointedly in Taylor for encouraging Victoria's insecure behavior.

Poor Kate.

Hearing the girls giggle to themselves they loudly flee the damp room slamming the entrance door behind them.

You quietly hum a small tune to yourself imagining how today would go, it was gonna be painfully boring playing catch up. But that's what you get for skipping school.

Freezing cold water then rushes down your bare un expecting physique.

"Hello?! Water!"

you didn't mean for it to sound so brutal and harsh but you couldn't help it.

It was fucking cold.

"Sorry, I forgot!"

The unknown figure then rushes to turn off the sink, if they were still there by the time you finished you should remember to apologize.

You usually understood when you were in the wrong.

🕊️

Pleased, feeling clean you hop out of the shower fully clothed.

Foot on the cold school tile, you can't avoid letting out a sigh feeling the warmth depart from your moist body. Making your way to the sink, bag in hand, you proceed to do your morning routine brushing your teeth and hair.

Feeling a gust of wind towards your right you see it's coming from the now open door.

"Are you finally going to class?"

Surprised you recognize that low melodious voice, Alyssa Anderson, you haven't seen her since you started avoiding English class. To be fair you didn't want the teacher nagging your ear off about the project.

Was it finally time to go back? If you didn't you'd be doubling the work you have now.

"I'll text you.."

She nods downcast continuing to her destination.

Was she wishing you'd say yes?

You hated when people had expectations for you, it's not like you owed her or anyone anything.

Annoyed you quickly leave the shower room stomping through the hallways entering your dorm.

You didn't want to talk to anyone, not right now. This was not good for your aura.

Locking your door you take a few steps forward tossing your shower bag aside knocking down a few things off your nightstand, you reach your computer turning it on, and realize it's already on an opened tab.

Why must life be so hard..

Quickly exiting out you go to Spotify which instantly plays a random playlist, out of habit you instantly turn it down, you didn't want to disturb anyone with your superior toons.

Should you go to class?

Considering Alyssa's feelings and your grades you scrunch your eyebrows, you should go to class

You knew that

But you couldn't bring yourself to go.

It was just so exhausting and nerve-racking that you hated being here.

It was almost suffocating.

You hated that your mom moved you here

You hated Alyssa for caring

And you hated yourself.

You hated yourself for not caring enough, for not being a good person and doing the right things.

For being so selfish.

Only your feelings ever mattered not your dad's, not Alyssa's, and certainly not Nathan Prescott's.

🕊

You were going to class.

You had to.

You slowly walk to your long mirror hastily doing your makeup routine, in a blink of an eye, you were already dressed.

Tossing yourself on your bed you check your phone, four more minutes until the bell. Closing your eyes you lie there a while absorbing the music playing from your speaker it felt nice being alone with your thoughts.

Just pure vibes.

It was what you were used to, I mean your dad was never home and your mom wanted nothing to do with you.

hands dancing toward your pillow you pull out a small baggy,

Just to get through today.

Dragging a cookie in your mouth you instantly feel your tongue go numb

You kept them under your pillow for emergencies. (Which was probably not a good idea now that you think about it)

English class was an emergency.

Right?

You had to text Alyssa before they kicked in I mean you could wait but it'd just take about an hour to

type hey,

Alyssa ˁ῁͓ˀ

Omw:) Delivered

With a sigh, you gloomily sit up off of the cute bed stretching your now popped joints

Yay English

Getting off your bed, not like it was your choice, you turn off the music by closing your laptop

What else did you need?

Grabbing a few pens and notebook you were set.

Unplugging your phone and being sure to lock your door you make your way to class.

It was a peaceful walk to the school or the THC was kicking in, either way, you weren't complaining.

You weren't an addict or anything, you always like to say at least you weren't drinking or doing coke, marijuana was good for the nerves and sleeping, and a little MaryJane never killed anyone!

It's not like you were downing your 5th glass of wine ranting to your daughter, mascara running down your face, how her superhero father was a shit show shrieking

'oh, I should've never married him it's your fault we're still together!'

while said daughter, held the hair out of your face letting you release the bile of vomit

'flush'

No!!

Never that,

Weed made everything better she made you happy, and right now she was the only comforting thing on this planet, she made you feel like the world was in slow motion, at one point you felt time stop giving you a whiplash of deja vu.

🕊️

Pushing the sturdy doors in, the school's cool draft hits your face.

Was it always this cold?

As people push by you rushing to class you slowly move with them checking your phone you realize it's almost time for the bell. Looking back up from the device you make eye contact with the boy from the diner,

Nathan Prescott.

If time wasn't slow earlier it came to a complete stop now, people around you stayed motionless.

Like in those cheesy romcoms when the protagonist sees their soulmate and it's just them in the whole world and they're all that matters, but this wasn't romantic???

You give him a shy smile greeting him with a tiny wave, you should remember to ask for his number next time. Feeling a hard impact on your shoulder you can't help but steer off course stumbling over your own two feet.

Did the town's asshole Nathan Prescott, the one you swore you befriended, just shove you out of his way?

Nah.

Maybe he was just in a hurry?

Avoiding the public humiliation you quickly scurry into the open classroom.

"(y/n), welcome back!"

Shut the fuck up.

You smile at the teacher. well, at least you hope it was a smile, you felt so numb and it didn't help you kept replaying the scene of Nathan shoving you over and over. Like a movie, but this wasn't a movie which made it a thousand times more humbling.

Shuffling towards your seat the bell rings causing the class to instantly go quiet.

Seated next to Alyssa you wanted to talk to her but honestly, what would you say? She probably hates you at this point, she didn't even answer your message and you really couldn't blame her, even if you wanted to.

"Hey.."

She was so awkward, but she was cool. Probably one of the coolest students you've been acquainted with in Blackwell.

You quickly nod your head letting her know you also appreciated her presence.

Facing forward you listen to the teacher's lecture, which made your eyes slump longer the more she talked.

And you bet she talked.

She talked so much.

Being high was so weird to you, but not foreign. Why did people like being high for parties and stuff? It was calming to you but not fun, it felt like having a fever and being extremely tired like time was in slow motion, you moved in slow motion too.

Imagine having time powers?

You'd abuse the hell out of those powers for stupid shit

Like that one scene in open season stupid, you know when they break into the convenience store and eat everything?

Yeah.

sadly magic isn't real this isn't some fairytale.

"Yo, some crazy shit is going down at the girls' dorm! Check it!"

Huh?

Was that voice even real;; it sounded so distant.

Alyssa then drags you out of your bewildered state you both follow the racing stampede to the front of the school's dormitories. Looking around you realize the whole school was here,

but why?

Why did everyone look so frightened?

Looking at Alyssa for an answer you see her shriek pointing up. Noticing Alyssa like that gave you chills she was always so calm and collected, it's what you loved most about her, no matter what she always had a steady head. following her finger, it finally clicks.

Kate marsh was thinking about jumping off,

Kate marsh is going to die.

Your eyes widen, this wasn't real right? You were having a bad trip Kate was probably in class learning right now thinking about church things. She wouldn't jump would she?

Tears building up you realize you only took one cookie,

This was real.

Kate Marsh is going to die because of you because you didn't comfort her in the hallway.

Because you were so selfish.

Hands clamped over your mouth suppressing your cries, you felt so hyper-aware right now.

You could feel every single raindrop hit your skin, and hear every scream for help from friends wanting to save the lost girl.

Then it all goes still not a sound could be heard,

besides kate marsh's lifeless body, smashing against the cold wet pavement below her.

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