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giannasturn · 5 days

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༊*·˚ the cut that always bleeds.. 🩸🩹 M.S

W A R N I N G S: angst, situationship, sex, alcohol, smoking, kinda toxic Matt?, fighting, swearing, no happy ending

S U M M A R Y: friends with benefits with Matt turns into the biggest heartbreak you’ve ever experienced when you catch feelings but he doesn’t.

THIS IS MY WORK, MY IDEA, NO STEALING !!

4 months ago..

“that was fucking amazing” Matt, your best friends brother says. “Yeah it was” you say.

It just kept happening, you would find yourself in his bed almost every night, and you would find yourselves hooking up at every party you showed up to together.

One night, after you guys had hooked up, he asked you if you wanted to be “friends with benefits” you agreed, with no strings attached and the cycle just kept repeating.

Now..

Matt cleans you up with the rag that was already laying on his floor from yesterday, “I think I’m gonna go” you say, as he stands up and throws the rag in the laundry.

“Why?” He asks. Deep down in your head you know why. You cannot lay on his chest while he plays with your hair again, you cannot go on another late drive to get food and have a deep talk together again, you just can’t.

Your heart falls in love with him a little more every time you spend time with him, “i just need to leave” you say.

“Well okay, bye y/n.” He says while kissing your cheek.

You let out a quick “bye” while tying on your shoes and heading out the door.

You get in your car and start heading towards your apartment which you shared with your best friend Ava.

Ava was the only one who knew about your feelings for Matt, and it was gonna stay that way. Right..?

🎶 I can’t be your lover on a leash, every other week when you please. 🎶

“I just can’t do it anymore Ava” you say while eating ice cream sitting on your shared couch. “I wanted nothing more but to just hold him and kiss him but I know if I would, it would just kill me even more.”

“You have to let him go” Ava says, “no no, I can get over these stupid feelings I know I can.” “I just can’t let him go” you say.

You feel a buzz in the pocket of your baggy sweatpants, you grab your phone to see it’s Matt.

“You have to ignore him girl” Ava says. “I know” you say.

No matter how much it pained you you know Ava is right. So you do just that, you ignore him.

Next thing you know you hear your phone start buzzing again, this time Matt is calling you.

You cant help yourself so you pick up.

“Hello?” Matt says with a confused tone in his voice

“Hey” you say.

“Why didn’t you answer my text?” Matt says, sounding almost concerned.

“I just didn’t, why do you care so much” I say.

I dont wanna be rude, but if I wasn’t then I know I would end up just acting like his little side hoe again, and I couldn’t keep doing that.

“Wow someone’s grouchy” he says.

“Matt what do you want, why did you call”

“Why are you getting so upset with me?” Matt says.

“Did I do something”

“Matt just leave me alone.” I say while hanging up.

- - -

🎶 cause you keep me on a rope, and tied a noose around my throat. 🎶

Fuck me. I think to myself, as I stand in this random persons house, at a party I was invited too last minute.

“Cmonnn, you gotta loosen up a bit” Madi says. I know she’s right, but all I wanna do is look for Matt and lay on his chest while his soft gentle fingers run through my hair.

“Maybe you could find someone else to hook up with even” Ava says. “Okay..fineee” I say.

While glancing around the room trying to find someone at least a little attractive, I see Matt with a random blonde tracing his tattoos and giving him “fuck me” eyes.

I move my eyes down a little bit and see his hand on her ass. Fuck, I think to myself.

As the tears start forming at my eyes, I feel my chest start to tighten.

I run through the crowd trying not to make it obvious that I’m upset, until I find a door and open it, only to find 2 random people fucking each other. “Sorry!” I say while storming out.

I find another door and open it, thank god nobody’s in this one. My back hits the door and I slide down it while heavy sobs escape my mouth.

I hear a knock at the door, “hey y/n you in there?” I hear from a familiar voice, Matt’s voice.

I try to stay silent but then once I feel the door push my back foward, I realize that I forgot to lock the door.

“What’s wrong, baby?” The words escape his mouth so easily, yet effect me so much.

“I’m fine, Matt really just leave me alone” I say.

“No, what is wrong? It’s obvious I did something.” He says.

I’m in love with you Matt. I wanna say, but of course, I don’t.

“Did you not fin- fuck y/n you didn’t finish did you.” He says.

“Oh my god Matt yes I fucking finished dumbass” I say.

“I think you just need to loosen up” he says, picking me off the ground gently

Before I know it, he turns me around an slams me against the door

He slowly lifts up my dress with his hands, and moves my underwear to the side.

Without a warning, he inserts 2 fingers into me. “Fuck matt” I say.

“Now.. you wanna tell me what’s wrong?” He says.

“It’s nothing I’m just going through a tough time right now” I say, breathing heavily and trying not to moan.

- - -

🎶you know what your doing when your coming back, and I don’t wanna have another heart attack🎶

He puts my clothing back on, kissing all over my body. “So pretty” he says. “And your all mine” he says. Killing me

“fuck I love you” he says. Killing me.

I agree to go back to his house and hangout for a bit. I knew I shouldn’t, but at the end of the day he is also my best friend and I just missed it.

“you know, i enjoy fucking, but I also just enjoy your presence and hanging out with you.” He says while rubbing my thigh. Killing me.

“Yeah me too” I say. “Then why have you been so distant?” He says. I know I shouldn’t admit anything, but maybe he deserves to know something at least.

“Well when we were at the party earlier, and I saw your hand on that girls ass” “I kinda got upset and I-“ I say before he cuts me off

“Y/n, we never agreed to not seeing other people.” “We are just friends with benefits right?” He says.

“Right.” I say. Killing me

- - -

🎶 but even though your killing me, yeah 🎶

Everything he is doing is killing me. The kisses and praises he leaves all over my body after sex killed me.

Every time I seen him go on a date, or dancing with another girl at a party killed me.

But most importantly, every time he has to remind me that we are just friends kills me.

I know this is not good, I know leaving his house bawling my eyes out was not good for me.

Everyone tells me I need to tell him. My therapist, my friends, even his brothers, which now know about my feelings because I mean come on it’s pretty obvious.

It could be the fact that it’s midnight, or the fact that that I smoked 2 j’s, but i think its time to tell him.

I get into my car, put some music on and before I can think I start driving.

- - -

I arrive at his door, and immediately knock. Nick & Chris don’t stay up that late but Matt does so Matt answers the door.

“Hey y/n, you didn’t tell me you were coming”

“I know” I say. “Can I come in?”

“Yeah sure” he says. Opening the door wider for me to come in.

We arrive to his room, and the tension is high. He can tell something’s off, and my heart is pounding out of my chest.

“Y/n what the fuck is wrong?” “You ignore me, and then we have sex and you don’t let me even hold you!”

“I don’t fucking understand, you say your going through a tough time but you don’t tell me anything!” He says.

“Matt it’s cause I’m fucking in love with you.” I say.

…. The silence is a unbearable amount of loud and the air becomes even more tense if that’s possible

“Every time you kiss me it kills me because I know we won’t ever be able to do that without fucking.”

“Every time you hold me, it kills me because I know your just doing it because you just nearly took my ability to walk away.”

“Every time you call me yours it kills me because I know that I’m not, and I never will be”

“I thought maybe if I ignored you it would get better and these feelings would pass but the more I ignored you the more it hurt and I couldn’t take it anymore” I say.

“I can’t just fucking be your lover when you want me to be, and then see you eye fucking a ton of other girls at parties” I say

“You don’t deserve this, you don’t deserve me. I caught feelings and this is all my fault.”

“But I also don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve to feel like I’m getting stabbed anytime I come near you.” I say while leaving his room and slamming the door on my way out.

My chest feels tighter then it ever has, but I also somehow feel relieved. I finally let it out, I don’t feel so locked up anymore.

I run out of the house ignoring all of the “y/n wait!” “Y/n comeback” s that come out of his mouth.

- - -

🎶 beat my heart to black and blue 🎶

When I arrive home, I walk in sobbing and Immediately drop to the floor.

“Oh my god y/n what happened” Ava says.

I am on the verge of passing out, everything around me is tuned out and my eyes are blurry, quite frankly I don’t know how I survived the drive home. I felt light headed and like I was about to puke.

“Y/n stay with me, everything’s going to be okay” Ava says.

- - -

Everything from that night is a blur. I know what happened and I know what I did, but all the details are erased from my brain.

My room reeks of alcohol, weed, and just disgustingness considering I haven’t cleaned my room, nor got out of my bed for 4 days.

I haven’t gotten any messages from Matt, he hasn’t came here, he’s just gone.

There’s been music blaring in my room for 3 hours straight, the songs going from sad, to chill, to hype music where I start convincing myself I’m over it until it turns back into sad music again.

“The cut that always bleeds” by Conan Grey turns on, and I immediately turn it all the way up.

This song can explain me and Matt’s relationship more then I can, and I can’t listen to it without bawling my eyes out.

“Oooh, oooh, but even though your killing me” I sing while my head lays back on my headboard

Tears start streaming down my face, Matt’s shirt I haven’t token off for 4 days getting soaked from my tears.

“I need you like the air I breath”

“I need, I need you more than me.”

No matter how much I don’t wanna admit it, I need Matt more then anything. I need his hands rubbing all over me, i need his lips against mine, I need our hands interlinked. I need him………

…. The end.

A/N, this is my 2nd fic ever, I think this fic is way better then my 1st one, but I still don’t know if I would consider it good, anywho I love the cut that always bleeds but I can’t listen to it without crying so I thought why not make a fic about it!! I love angst and couldn’t wait to write it so I did just that. Hope you enjoyed!! 😋😋

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caleiiiii · 4 years

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mcytbers as subway workers because i work at subway and i said so

i wrote this all at like 1 am im sorry

subway terminology (at least where i work)

waste out -means an item cant, or isnt, being sold, like overbaked cookies or expired milk. gets written down on a list for tax returns or smth

freezer pulls -pulling items from the freezer to the walk in fridge so they can thaw for the upcoming days

POS system -the software used for ringing up food, has a bunch of options per type of sandwich

generally 2 shift rotations , each one has a shift lead which is ur main opener or closer

characters

dream

makes sandwiches so fast.

how ???

he wraps the sandwiches immaculately as well

definitely a main closer

george

just. disappears during a rush

only to be found two hours later STILL doing dishes

dream and sapnap are not pleased.

sapnap

convinces dream to waste out bread for him so he can eat it

gives ppl he likes free cookies

terrible at wrapping sandwiches

tommy

always works with wilbur and tubbo. always.

he HATES freezer pulls but if he has to he can be seen SPRINTING between the freezer and the fridge

also bad at wrapping sandwiches

does all the online orders for tubbo because he cant read them well

tubbo

loves to bake the bread and cookies

got a complaint once because he read an online order wrong so tommy always does them

hates ringing people up but loves to make the sandwhiches

technoblade

only works like 1 shift a week but its the most goddamn productive shift of anyone.

always makes sure they are selling potato soup when hes working

another main closer

wilbur

always controls the radio in the store

always works with tubbo and tommy, drives them to work

bribes others so he doesnt have to do the dishes

main opener

philza

the manager

super chill about scheduling

turns a blind eye to people “accidently” dropping cookies and wasting them out

niki

a goddess at baking the bread and cookies

never burns anything ever

everybody wants to work with her shes so nice

fundy

is really good at ringing those ppl up with 28372 coupons

horrible at making sandwiches tho

the only one that knows how to fix the soda machine when it breaks

quackity

always gets asked to translate the writing on the boxes since its in spanish 95% of the time

loves stocking the milk cooler so he can take home the expired sodas n shit

always forgets to remind customers when stuff costs extra

schlatt

that one transfer from another store that does everything

slightly wrong.

its been long enough now that he should know better but nobody wants to correct him.

eret

has tons of pins on his hat, 10/10

really good at making the wraps

always says hello when customers enter

karl

the new hire

immediately taken under sapnaps wing, much to the chagrin of dream

much more bread is now wasted out.

bbh and skeppy

regulars that are just. always there

they know all the employee gossip and get discounts on food

phil is .5 seconds away from asking them if they want a job

normal shift schedules

wilbur, tommy, tubbo (day shift)

dream, george, sapnap (night shift)

eret, niki, fundy (day shift)

technoblade, quackity, schlatt (night shift)

karl mainly works with the dteam, but jumps around

random things

the cookie incident

once tubbo accidently overbaked like 2 dozen cookies

so he and tommy ate all of them during their shift

they did not come into work the next day.

dream and techno rivalry

dream and technoblade have a rivaly about who can close and leave the store the quickest

eventually they decide to time themselves and race eachother on their respective shifts

techno wins with a time of 3 minutes before theyre officially allowed to close.

they both get yelled at by phil

technoblade’s only mistake

the only mistake technoblade has made ever was accidently leaving the bread cabinet open overnight

wilbur, tubbo, and tommy find it in the morning and have to throw all the bread out

tommy and tubbo split the bread and each leave with a garbage bag full of subway bread

wilbur still wont let techno live it down.

hacker things

once fundy hacked the POS system to give him a 100% discount

used it for about a month before someone (quackity) accidently pressed the option and snitched to phil

luckily, he just sighed and reset the system

cookie dough

wilbur comes up with the idea to pop raw cookie dough in the microwave and eat it half baked

phil comes in one day only to make -direct eye contact- with tommy as he and tubbo lick cookie dough off of some deli paper

allows it to happen as long as they pay for the dough

subway garlic bread

on a really slow day niki and eret are goofing off and create

~subway garlic bread~

it instantly becomes a secret menu favourite among employees and regulars

the bet

once skeppy bet quackity and schlatt that they wouldnt start a fake argument during rush hour

skeppy recorded the whole thing

technoblade can be seen in the backround silently making sandwiches as quackity and schlatt scream at eachother about if quackity has a “flatty patty”

phil tries to be mad but sees all the tips they made and lets is slide

sacrifices

george is the one always sacrificed to deal with the crabby middle aged moms

its his punishment for not helping during the rush.

torture

sometimes for fun wilbur takes his meal break right before the dinner rush

tommy stares at him in fury the whole time.

betting pool

none of the employees can tell if bbh and skeppy are dating

its to the point that they keep a betting chart on a white board next to the “top failure of the week” spot

subway ghost

after a few freak instances wilbur is positive that the subway is haunted and convinces phil to let him do a séance after hours

he manages to convince half the staff that the store is haunted

(the ghost is drista or smth idk aksjdhajk)

top failure of the week

a tally on the white board in the back room of who dropped/wasted out thw most items

sapnap has the record top failure of the week, dropping a total of 42 loaves of bread in a week

schlatt got put on the board once. never again.

enamel pins

tubbo finds a enamel pin of a bee that he puts on his visor

its not technically allowed but phil lets him do it anyway :)

bandanas

tommy and tubbo take subway bandanas from the back room and initial them before trading with eachother

nobody comments that theyre not technically allowed to have a hat and a bandana

the war

at some point a rivalry breaks out between the day staff

wilbur, tommy, tubbo, niki, eret, and fundy

and the night staff

dream, sapnap, george (techno, karl, schlatt, and quackity stay out of it)

what starts out tame eventually leads to workers purposely messing up stuff for the next shift to deal with, like not stocking the fridge or mopping the floor

at some point eret switches to the night shift

the day shift does not take it well.

after about 2 weeks phil is forced to step in as the store quality starts to go downhill

he closes the store for a day and makes everyone clean it u

techno watches from outside the windows with a bag of popcorn

pogway

tommy starts placing the stickers they use to wrap sandwiches everywhere with the words “pogway” on them

everyone can tell its his handwriting but no one can catch him placing the stickers

phil even checked the cameras, still no trace of him

subway gun

sometimes tommy goes around spraying others with a spray bottle full of water used on the bread

he calls it the “subway gun”

wilbur gets fed up hides it in the freezer overnight

thats all for now! if i come up with anything else i might add it lol

EDIT PART 2 IS NOW OUT

#mcyt #mcyt au #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #tubbo #philza #technoblade #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #karl jacobs #niki nihachu #fundy #eret #quackity #jschlatt #mcyt subway au

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sanchoyo · 3 years

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danny phantom, season 3 episodes 3-6 thoughts!

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-johnny was actually pretty civil with danny and left when he asked! thats nice. also, SKULKER?? HAD A FRAMED PICTURE OF EMBER?? oooo fuck wait had they established they were a Thing Before?? I dont think so. thats weird. its like that country boy/goth girl meme lmfao. I think i am going to choose to ignore this new info and pretend I didnt hear it. 100% unrelated to the jazz/ember fanart I already drew and posted....😳

-LADIES NIGHT EPISODE THIS IS WHAT ITS ALL ABOUT. wish it didnt really center around the guys or them being pissed at them, but. willing to bet this was written by men lol

-THEY ERASED ALL THE MEN??? meanwhile, jack and danny are fishing at. silent hill or something. im glad jack is trying to read a parenting book and making an Attempt. (theyre at lake erie, but, they made it actually eerie...thats fun)

-the girls alt outfits...cute. EMBER MADE A NEW SONG TOO!!! kinda. jazz being one of the backup singers and being AWFUL. NOOOO

-'how are we going to get kitty to blow a kiss?' 'she'll have to think there are still some males in town!' ...i dont know how to break it to you, but I dont know that a 100% het girl would wish for all men to Begone. I think. I mean im not a het or a girl so I dont really know for sure. she Is probably Bi tho. esp having the other ladies in town chanting NO MEN!!! excitedly............(then again, the kiss is to get Rid of men, so, she probably would have blown it at the ladies only if they were actively trying to attack/stop them, so...I MEAN. THE DRESSING LIKE DANNY BIT WAS SO EXTRA)

-I feel like an all female cast ep couldve been way way way way cooler than that was. like. why was it still somehow all about Men. ...anyway. (where was valerie...)

-next ep opens with the observants, and, way way more of them than I expected...existed? I mean I guess them being a council/jury of some kind is what I expected from their first appearance (bc at that time they were basically TELLING clockwork to kill danny, not asking,, so I figured they had SOME kind of authority) but. there were so many. anyway, here goes vlad! letting his own hubris go brrrr. releasing a weather ghost for political gain! #justvladthings

-okay say what you will about him (he IS an asshole) but having an umbrella with his own face on it and more prepared to share is SUPER FUNNY. and him being fanned by huge wads of money by his bodyguards. SO ineffective but so Dramatic. He UNDERSTANDS that if youre rich you need to be. you know. obnoxious and kinda eccentric about it! fuckign hate when rich people are boring about it. I would trust vlad with nothing except to not be a boring rich asshole who wears...fucking khaki or some shit. man knows his Presentation Skills. and that 'V' chair in his mayoral office. is that fucking embroidered?

-maddie get your MAN PLEEEEASSSE. IM SO EMBARRASSED FOR HER. the way jack stays simping for this man. in FRONT OF HIS WIFE!!!! ...my god its like a love triangle. jack clearly loves vlad, who loves maddie, who loves jack. jack fenton is at the very least bi, right................. this is an OBSESSION . 'THE V MAN COMETH'???? i...my god. (also, on a serious note, to have a friend THIS SUPPORTIVE...and still be SUCH A DICK TO HIM (TRYING TO KILL HIM AND STEAL HIS WIFE??) NOT COOL VLAD. JACK IS YOUR 1 AND /ONLY/ HYPE MAN. if someone loved and supported me THIS HARD...LIKE. CMON DUDE.

-STOMP the fucking GAS, JACK

-this would make a great shirt design, looks like a metal band design! we love The Maelstrom

-oh, so vlad did in fact get a mansion in amity park. and its purple! good color choice! not as flashy as a CASTLE or MURDER CABIN, but still pretty eccentric, which I appreciate.

-...vlad knows the difference between picasso and da vinci? in the ep last post where we were watching him fail at conquering every historical time ever he didnt seem to know history well enough to like. be effective...was vlad taking art history at college?? (was he an art MAJOR??? we never DID KNOW WHAT HE WENT TO SCHOOL FOR. I kinda assumed business because in the masters of time ep he was still rich without ghost powers so he had to have..known something about business or something, right...but also, art and or theater FITS HIS PERSONALITY. possibly also something science-y, I guess, but I always felt like he got roped into that, esp how pessimistic he was about the ghost portal in the flashbacks to college, like, i felt like he was just there for maddie and was uninterested/un-invested at the time...)

-THIS GHOST JUST ELECTROCUTED MADDIE (THE CAT) BITCH!! THATS MY FAVORITE MADDIE!!! vlad going after vortex and being ~shocked~ .....WHEN. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN. THAT YOUR ACTIONS. HAVE CONSEQUENCES!!!

-the way this random man with a camera sees the mayor laying in an alley covered in TRASH AND DECIDES TO TAKE A PICTURE HAHAH

*snap* this ones going in my cringe compilation!

-vlad 'if we're going to defeat vortex, we're going to have to do it together!' *immediately dips after dropping danny off in front of vortex* JKASDFHKJHJKN

-DANNY CAN DUPLICATE!!! ...he couldnt even attack with it, but he DID IT!!! INTO (4) OF HIMSELF!!! SO PROUD!!!!!!!!!!

-'THE ROLLER COASTER EMOTIONS OF A TEENAGER THREATEN MY PLANS!' ...0 self awareness of his own dramatic moodiness. incredible, how dumb this man is. its very close to circling around to endearing, if he was less of an asshole. at least its very very funny to see danny shooting him with tiny lightning bolts anytime he's even slightly irritated! vlad you should be nice to danny anyway. this is what you GET

-...making sandwiches and ice cream and playing video games with your nephew is a totally normal thing. WHY is vlad acting like this is the end of the world. if you were a GOOD UNCLE YOU WOULD ALREADY BE DOING THESE THINGS!!! bitch I make my nephew food all the time and dont forget what he does and doesnt like. if u didnt know danny didnt want tomatoes, thats on u. if u, a grown adult, are gonna piss of the 14 yr old by not letting him win, u deserve to have to pay for the arcade machines he ruins because he now has uncontrollable storm powers because YOU THREW HIM INTO A FIGHT WITH THE STORM GHOST. fuck u vlad. paypal me $400,000 while ur at it tho. (also, gamer vlad confirmed)

-VLAD CAN COOK THOUGH???! I assumed he had...people working for him that did that. I mean. billionaires usually dont do that. then again, we've only seen those vultures working for him (and I guess the dairy king was AT his old mansion, but it was never really clarified if he worked there...I think he probably just Hung Out and they Enjoyed Cheeses Together. thats what I think, I dont think a KING would be working for anyone and also the dairy king was nice <3) but then again he would be a private person and we cant have anyone accidentally finding Ghostly Things, so...still, that's hilarious. pour one out for that really cute banana split that got ruined 2 seconds later

-vlad just fucking picking danny up and THROWING HIM AT VORTEX TWICE WITHIN LIKE A MINUTE. JUST ABSOLUTELY LAUNCHING HIM. BITCH THATS MY SON BE CAREFUL!!! HES GOT ORGANS AND THINGS!!!!

-danny seeing those animal commercials and feeling sad is the biggest 2000s throwback so far. i legitimately had to change the channel or walk out of the room when those came on bc id CRY AND BE SAD ABOUT THEM FOR DAYS AFTER. fuck those commercials and fuck that IN THE ARMMMS OF AN ANGELLLL song 😭

-'vlads ego almost got the town destroyed!' yes danny thats the entire episode. the entire series anytime vlad shows up honestly. this episode was just him being really embarrassing the entire time, and, me laughing about it. 10/10 would laugh at him again

-NEXT EP WE HAVE A SHAPESHIFTING GHOST?? I've said it before but shapeshifting is the power I would want when asked those 'what superpower do you want' questions...its the Best power! this guy looks like a homestuck character. ive never read homestuck but thats the vibe

-I love every time we see tuckers family, they are by far the most functional family. and dash has a lil chihuahua!!! named pookie!!! i am crying (I've had 3 chihuahuas, so I am very biased, but...) AND HE WATCHES THE ROMANCE CHANNEL WITH POOKIE. POOKIE I WILL DIE FOR YOU YOU SWEET LITTLE BABY.

-danny can lift a bus! I shouldn't be surprised, but i am proud of my son. hes got lil kid fans. i am going to cry about this

-JAZZ KEEPS A SCRAPBOOK WITH DANNY'S LIL HEROICS AND NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS!!! we've actually seen it on her floor before, but I didnt realize it was a scrapbook!! thats sooo cute.

-...and danny has to stand there listening to his parents saying danny phantom sucks and is a 'filthy ghost' and calling him egotistical...i am once again stealing their kids!

-THIS GHOST RIPPING JAZZ'S SCRAPBOOK!!! ILL KILL YOU. SHE WORKED HARD ON THAT!!! BITCH

-yes, maddie, the one with red eyes is For Sure Actually Your Son. ignore the, red eyes... (CLEARLY she hasnt watched the other 2 eps where danny has been evil, she doesnt know red eyes= evil!!!)

-'billy fenton'.......................

-danny being stuck as phantom in his own house, no way out is a fucking NIGHTMARE. his parents pointing giant weapons against him and SHOOTING AT HIM. THIS IS A HORROR MOVIE.

-NINE INCH NAILS POSTER.

-this is the most screenshot of all time

-amorpho turning into mr. lancer because hes 'someone no one will want to be around' BUT HES WRONG, I WOULD BEFRIEND AND HANG OUT WITH MR LANCER SO FAST.

-tucker dressing as danny, now I have the full Tucker set of him being sam and also being danny. also saying 'the ghost...uh...RIPPED MY FACE OFF.' and then running. SMOOTH. NOT AT ALL CONCERNING TO ANY PARENTS.

-sam accepts the toast from jack. and then 2 seconds later is like 'why am i eating this.' THIS SHOWS HUMOR IS SO UNEXPECTED SOMETIMES ITS REALLY GOOD. and then the scene after, mr lancer running into his ghost doppelganger and being like 'YOURE GORGOUS' THEN FAINTING. I AM CRYING. AND DASH FAINTING TOO.

-sam disguising herself as danny again to help tucker run from the fentons. but leaving him shirtless in the streets. incredible. 'plEASE DOnt NOTice MY FACELessNESS I MUST LIVE IN EXILE' this episode is destroying me the humor in this show is exactly my brand of corny and cheesy

-the impromtu story made up by danny and amorpho to explain stuff to the fentons. my god they are both such bad liars. but amorpho is a good egg. wish danny wouldnt have said he didnt wanna see him in town again!! I want him to be reoccurring. not that thats gonna matter since I'm almost done with the series, but the idea of this being the Only Time We See him is :(

-NEXT EP SAYS STARRING MARK HAMILL??????!!! hello ! mr . joker....mr. star wars.... I feel like I should be. idk. taking off a hat im not wearing in respect. I shouldnt be surprised tho bc hes in a lot of cartoons as a very good voice actor, and dp has already had a lot of talented ones so I've been looking out for ones I might know, but....mr. hamill....

-sam has her own greenhouse, names all the plants, and says thank you to them (in the languages from where the plants are from) whenever she harvests from them. thats SO cute. and her lil gothy lunch box...

-and danny's lil red fuzzy lined jacket!!! ive said it before but every time the characters get alt outfits im like :D

-danny has ice powers now!!! THATS WHAT FROSTBITE MEANT. HE KNEW SOMEHOW WAY BACK THEN

-THIS SHOW NEVER LETS YOU FORGET VLAD IS A BILLIONAIRE, HUH.

-danny's lil 'holy hibiscus!' first off the 50s batman swearing is hilarious. 2nd. my username is from the flower sanchoyo hibiscus, so, shoutout to ME this ep. hi :)

-EURGH UNDERGROWTH MAKING EVERYONE PLANT ZOMBIES. HIVEMIND PLOTS SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME. and this dude made the city SO overtaken so quickly like how long was danny asleep?? oh god

-evil fucked up sam! now the whole trio has gone evil at some point! the voice actress did a really, really good job with making her sound like a zombie...

-frostbite's paws are so so so big compared to danny. oh my god. i want to hug the snow dog...

-the far frozen has an advanced medical stuff!!! very cool. very smart snow dogs

-im so glad danny has a friendly ghost snow dad to explain this new power and teach him!!! this is so sweet. DANNY'S GHOST SENSE WAS A PART OF HIS ICE POWER?? OOOH. COOL. we love a training montage!!!

-danny saying if he cant defeat overgrowth, that he'd want to stay with frostbite...oh my god...do you think this is the first real supportive adult figure in his life (I am NOT counting his parents because they threaten him on the daily even if they dont realize it.) I mean mr lancer is a Teacher, but he was also nice but this is different, but this is a GHOST WHO IS WILLING TO HELP HIM with his powers and also will help him when hes injured and is so so nice and comparatively so much more mature than 90% of the adults in this show!!!! god. dad frostbite is my everything.

-the framing and lighting this episode, and all the angles...they went all OUT and it looks really really good. this is my nightmare scenario, tho. like, FUCK zombies and dead city zones and hivemind shit. and using the humans as 'nutrients for the children' i am going to THROW UP.

-MALEFICENT VIBES WITH THE HORNS AND GREEN EYES! this costume kicks so much ass. sam is now mark hamills daughter, I guess.

-danny's ice powers making his eyes blue!!! thats neat. and him going for the roots underground was SO SMART. i will not stand for danny ever thinking hes stupid, hes SO smart.

almost done with the show... :"( thats a sad thought!!!

#sanchoyorambles #dp thoughts #danny phantom

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kerwritesthings · 4 years

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The Heartbeat of Inspiration

Summary: Musicians find magic within the simplest sounds, especially when it’s laced with love

Word Count: just shy of 1.5k

Warnings: silly and sweet with some fluff and a slight dip into cheeky fucker

Author Notes: I had been lamenting earlier Saturday that I wanted to write, opened a few things I have going (which I HATE having multiple things started let alone started and just hanging) none sparked joy at the moment, prompts I’m sitting on were doing the same. Was about to close down for the night when Bre @fallinallincurls decided to blog THIS and then all of a sudden, a word doc was opened and I vomited 250 words in like 10 minutes. I had about 1k done in an hour, then it took a turn. All in all, 2 hours to bang out this whole thing start to finish. CRAZY. Miss muse, she has a mind of her own.

This falls earlier in the verse than I’ve been writing lately, like somewhere between Sharing a Look and Because I Need You. Totally can be a stand-alone but as always, verse knowledge helps. Full masterlist can be found here.

“Can I play you something?” he asks earnestly, guitar slung on his back as he reaches for your hand.

“Of course, always. But why not here?” you question as he pulls you through the maze of people, cases and wires, down a random hallway you don’t remember seeing before. He peeks around the corner and ducks you both into a dimly lit room.

“Because,” he smiles, swinging his guitar around before hopping up on the counter in the small space he’s found.

“Because is so not an answer my dear. What are you up to Shawn?” you knit your eyebrows as you pop down cross legged on the floor across from him.

“When you were on that call before, after sound check? I didn’t want to sit or anything. Too much rolling through me,” he explains strumming lightly. “I felt something bubbling. I needed to play and write and just be you know? Bus wouldn’t do it or my room cause everyone would be popping in and out. I went to wander, it got quieter. Found this. Not sure why we’re not using it considering everyone’s on top of each other in this place.”

“I thought you went to nap, I know the bus and all the extra stuff hasn’t been the best for you for sleep,” you start before he jumps back in.

“Nope. Was in here. Remember that progression that’s been eating at me? The one I made you record on your phone the other morning?” he plays it, and eases into it further, looping back to the original. “Music’s done. Or I think it is.”

He goes head down, focusing solely on the guitar and the sounds coming from it. You love all facets of this man of yours, but seeing him in his element, creating, in love with the music. The way you get to see him, the way he allows you to see him this way; it’s nothing short of special. Towards the end he’s bopping his head along as he strums, smile creeping across his lips.

“And so yeah, it’s that,” he shrugs, bashful and flushing all of a sudden.

“Can you play it for me again?” you request. “Please?”

He turns a few shades pinker, deeper. “Really?”

You nod, looking him straight in the eye, lips quirking up on one side.

He slides back into music mode, this time a little surer of the chords and the strings underneath his fingers. He looks up at you more this go, cheeky little grin as he progresses. Head bops a little more towards the end of this go, the newness still there but something with it settling underneath his skin and into his bones.

“I think I’ve got the start of lyrics too,” he mumbles, fingers drumming against the front of the light washed wood. “If all goes well, wanna get this down, mixed. Done. Drop it when we get back from all this. A surprise, a thank you, an end note to this bit of running if you will.”

“What brought this all on all of a sudden? What’s the inspiration?” you question, head tilting to the side just enjoying the scene folding out in front of you. He’s always pretty in your eyes, but when he gets deep into his music, he’s ethereal with a whole other glow.

“You,” he says so matter of factly, not looking up from his fingers fidgeting across the frets now. “The other night, when you finally got in, and you slid into my arms. Something just popped, clicked. It was this feeling of calm and serenity, that nothing else mattered but that single moment with you. I heard the progression in your heartbeat, as fucking cheesy as it sounds, but I did. It hit, stuck in my head even when we slept. Felt it again, stronger and more sure really, when I woke up with you sleeping on me. Why I made you record me playing it first thing that morning. I couldn’t let it go, I needed to keep it.”

“I had to go and fall in love with a poetic as shit songwriter,” you sniff, shifting to your feet to get to him.

He hopped down off the counter, slinging his guitar behind him to get you into his arms.

“I warned you that this whole muse thing for a musician was real,” he laughs brightly, holding you tightly to him. “You’re a pretty damn good one at that. Thank you, baby.”

You nuzzle your face against the soft cotton of his t-shirt, wrapping your arms about his waist being careful of the guitar behind him and just hold him so for a few minutes.

“Love you pretty girl,” he whispers, nudging your face up to look at his. “So damn much.”

He leans down, dusting the softest kisses across your face, hitting your eyelids, cheeks, the tip of your nose before carefully pressing into your lips. You’re lost in the moment, in him, in the bubble. Then your phone starts buzzing wildly in your pocket, Shawn’s following suit.

“Shawn,” you utter against his lips, pulling away ever slightly.

“They can wait,” he mutters against your jaw, sliding his hands into the back pockets of your jeans to bring you closer into him. “Wanna love on you a bit before I have to go into show mode. I’ve missed you, missed being this close. You feel good under my hands, the taste of you on my lips.”

He hits this spot on your neck that makes you let go something between a moan and a sigh. “The part of me that loves you so much wants to say to hell with them all, but the rational part of me that knows if they’re hitting both of our phones…”

Shawn doubles down, nose skirting against your skin with his tongue following. “Couple more minutes, please?”

“Baby, sweetheart,” you fight out as he nips at your ear while slipping his thigh between your legs. “You’re not fighting fair. You’ve got folks to see, fans to make swoon, songs to sing.”

“I’m seeing you; I’m making you swoon, I can sing to you,” he utters into your ear, hips canting against yours. “You’re my favorite audience.”

“What’s gotten into you…” you begin just as a familiar face busts into the room.

“There you are. Kids, really?” Cez barks through a deep laugh. “Enough of that. You two are damn lucky it’s me that found you and not say Andrew or even Louis, who by the way is here tonight.”

“I tried,” you say, trying to peel back from him, but he won’t let his grip on you go, his head leaning down into your shoulder at this point.

“Yep, ‘smy fault, but do you blame me man?” he grins wickedly as he picks up his head and pulls you into a much more PG hold. “My girl that I love is here, you know how much I’ve missed the hell out of her and I mean look at her. You’re lucky I’ve behaved at all lately.”

“Shawn,” you push at him, face bright red.

Cez rolls his eyes and chuckles. “You are lucky I care about you the way I do, kid. God help me why I do, I wonder sometimes. You have 15 minutes to get yourself back to your room, cleaned up and changed before meet and greet starts. If you cannot behave, I will take your love with me, so you have to behave. Get it?”

“Come on,” you push him towards the door and in Cez’s direction while still tangled in his grasp. “Time to go be a Rockstar, Shawn.”

He loosens his grip on you, kissing your forehead before letting you go. Shawn nudges at him as he walks towards the door. Cez throws his arm around his neck in a loose head lock. The two walk through the door and down the hallway that way for a beat.

“Thank god for you. Someone here that he’ll really listen to,” Cez replies, letting him free of his hold.

“I listen to you,” he sticks his tongue out at him in retaliation as they hit the main hallway backstage.

“See what I deal with? Go, I’m back for you at 4!” Cez calls out walking past the both of you

“Wanna dress me?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows with a wink as you get through to his room.

“I’ll help choose, no touching now, but I call dibs on getting you out of it later ok?” you pick through the rolling rack on the far wall.

He comes behind you to hug you again, his chin hooking over your shoulder. “Promise?”

You twist to kiss him as best you can. “Post Rockstar show Shawn is one of my favorites so yes, of course. Me, you and that couch after the show.”

“It’s a date.”

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supersickies · 4 years

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Summary: “Mini-Boss, I’ve detected that your vitals are irregular and you seem to be suffering from a food induced illness. Would you like me to inform Mr. Stark?” FRIDAY’s voice came softly from above him. Of course it was food poisoning, and on the night that Peter picked the take-out too.”

Peter thought his dinner selection was pretty quality, but it comes back to prove him wrong just a few hours later, literally.”

A/N: Me? Posting on Ao3? Me Posting on this account? Unheard of, but stranger things have happened! Anyways the quarantine boredom is taking over so I’m gonna be writing random drabbles for fun so idk enjoy I guess! (you can read it here below the cut or on Ao3 doesn’t matter to me do what you want lol)

“Oh, kid. I’m really so so sorry.” Tony says for maybe the tenth time that night. The mechanic is sitting on the floor of Peter’s bathroom at the compound while the youngest Avenger expels his stomach contents, again. It was nearing 1 a.m. and the poor kid had been feeling a bit ill since 8. At first, he didn’t think it was anything to worry about, so Peter just opted to call it a night earlier than usual and hoped that sleep would calm the queasiness in his stomach.

Wrong. He was very wrong.

After about a half an hour of uneasy sleep, the boy was pulled from his slumber as his stomach flipped uncomfortably. Knowing what was to come, Peter shakily left his bed, seated himself on his bathroom floor, and waited for the inevitable. The inevitable happened less than a minute later. After his first bout of puking Peter still felt uneasy, so instead of making the trek back to his nice warm bed he laid himself down on a plush bath mat and let himself doze and wait for the next round of retching.

“Mini-Boss, I’ve detected that your vitals are irregular and you seem to be suffering from a food induced illness. Would you like me to inform Mr. Stark?” FRIDAY’s voice came softly from above him. Of course it was food poisoning, and on the night that Peter picked the take-out too.

“I-Is anyone else sick?” Peter asks the AI, his voice raspy. He thinks back to dinner with Tony, Pepper and Rhodey. He doesn’t remember any of them eating the same meal as him but still, he had to make sure everyone else was alright.

“Negative, Peter. The rest of the towers inhabitant’s vitals are regular and within safe levels. Once again, would you like me to inform Mr. Stark?”

Peter sniffs, thinking on it. “Is he asleep, Fri?”

“No, he and Mrs. Stark are in the living area watching a film.”

With a sigh, Peter okays FRIDAY contacting Mr. Stark for him. He feels bad that he’s interrupting Tony’s time with his wife, but he knows that he is in no shape to take care of himself. Not when he could barely life his head off the toilet seat to puke.

It’s not long before Peter hears the tell-tale sound of Tony nearly sprinting down the hall to Peter’s room. It’s a sound he’s fairly used to at this point.

“Petey? Bud, Fri says you’re not feeling too- oh my lord.” Tony stops, eyes wide when he finds Peter on the floor of the bathroom. Face ashen and eyes dull. Tony was ready to call for an ambulance when FRIDAY interjected.

“Sir, I believe Mr. Parker is experiencing symptoms of food poisoning, most likely from the gyro he ingested at dinner tonight.”

Tony coos sympathetically as he lowers himself to sit beside the boy on the bathroom floor. “Did you throw up, bubba?” The man’s hand automatically going to Peter’s hair, knowing it was an action that instantly calmed the boy. With a relieved sigh, the hair petting obviously already working, Peter nodded slightly. Tony nodded as well, taking note of the heat radiating off of the kid. “You think you’re gonna throw up again?”

“Dunno,” Peter mumbles. “‘m achey, ’n cold, tummy still feels gross.” On another given day, Peter would have been mortified to have said “tummy” in front of literally anyone, but now he just feels too awful to care.

“Okay, bug. You just rest, I’m gonna go get some stuff to help you out, alright?” Peter nods again and closes his eyes as Tony stands from his spot.

He quickly heads to the kitchen where he finds Pepper again. She’s obviously concerned, but more or less used to Peter being the cause of Tony hastily having to leave to run to the boy’s rescue. “Everything okay?” She inquires.

Tony opens with fridge with a sigh. “I mean, could be worse. It’s food poisoning, but the kid just seems downright miserable.” He grabs ginger ale and a water bottle before making his way to the pantry for saltine crackers.

“Oh no, poor thing.” Pepper says, biting her thumb nail as she thinks back to dinner.

“Don’t worry,” Tony assures her. “Fri said it was from his gyro, and we all had the salmon salad so…” He trails off, looking at the items he’s gathered but knowing he’s missing something.

“Heating pad is in our bathroom under the sink.” Pepper reminds him, knowing exactly what her husband is thinking. Tony in return smirks back at her, always amazed at just how much she knew. With a quick thank you and a kiss on the cheek, Tony grabs all of his supplies and brings them back to his kid. He drops the crackers, soda, water, and the heating pad off in the bathroom before going back into Peter’s bedroom and taking a blanket and pillow from his bed.

“Okay Peter Pan, let’s get you settled in. This is gonna be a long night.” Tony says, softly so to not aggravate the headache the kid probably has.

Peter groans in response, and Tony just shushes him lightly as he starts to maneuver the boy. Peter is almost completely pliant at this point, so Tony careful raises the spiderling’s head, much like you would an infants, and slips the pillow beneath it. He then plugs the heating pad into the wall and places it over Peter’s stomach, before lightly throwing the blanket over his curled up form. He debated tucking the blanket around the kid, but when the next round of puking comes along, Peter probably won’t have the energy to unravel himself from that. “How we doing now, bud?”

With his new setup on the bathroom floor, Peter feels much more comfortable, and it’s apparent in his eyes which are now relaxed rather than tensed. The boy hums. “S’okay, s’like a fort in the bathroom.” He slurs already feeling himself drift off again.

Tony smiles at his success. He wasn’t a bad caretaker, but was was never really his strong suit. He takes Peter’s contentedness with the makeshift pallet as the highest form of praise. “Think you wanna try some ginger ale to settle that tummy?”

If Peter heard Tony’s jab at him for saying tummy, he didn’t say anything. Most likely because just the mention of sustenance had Peter back over the toilet, gagging.

“Woah okay, never mind that then.” Tony quips as he kneels back beside Peter to keep the boy’s head up right. “That’s okay, bubba. Deep breaths. Fuck I- sorry kiddo, no more food talk from now on.” The older man cant help but cringe at the boy’s retches, a particularly hard one making the boy’s eyes water. After a little bit the gagging tapers off, and Peter spits the nasty taste from his mouth. Tony lowers the kid back down to his pillow and settles him back under the blanket before standing to grab a hand towel to wet in the sink. He dabs the sweat off of the boys brow and then cleans some of the mess on the side of Peter’s mouth and chin. “Oh, Petey I’m so sorry bud. You really feel miserable, huh?”

Peter just hums in response, finding his mentors hand and moving it to rest in his hair again. Tony cant help the small laugh that escapes at the motion. “Okay buddy, hand in the hair at all times. Noted.”

“Don’t leave Tony.” Peter murmurs half way back to dreamland.

“Wouldn’t even think of it Pete.”

#irondad #spiderson #spiderman #sick peter parker #peter parker whump #my fic #drabble #irondad fic

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madamsixx · 4 years

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Beyond The Leather Chapter 23: Deny Deny Deny

February 13th, 1986

Today was dress rehearsals because tomorrow was the big show. Our director was talking to us about everything that would be happening and our schedules. We all put on each of the gowns we would be wearing in our right spots. I and 5 other girls were in the cat walk more than the other girls. I guess it's because we already did runway and we knew what to do already. But this show was going to be really big. The amount of money we were getting paid to do this show was big too. I think I would like to celebrate by going on a mini vacation after this. Wait no....I won't be able to just yet I have Milan fashion week. So I guess after that.

Nikki called this morning before I left. He wanted to take me sight seeing. I agreed to go but on the condition that we go on the Megasightseeing tour bus. I still didn't get a chance to go on it. Were going to meet up after I'm done rehearsals and then from there I'll watch them play tonight. But I told him no partying for me. I have a big day tomorrow.

"Alright ladies I need you to all come out here!" The director yelled. "Ok this is what's going on with our schedule tomorrow." He brought the schedule out and started reading from it. "We have:

9:00 Catwalk 18:00 Presentation, Amanda Wakeley 11:00 Catwalk, On|Off Presents BFC 13:00 Catwalk, Supriya Lele BFC Show 13:30 - 15:30 DiscoveryLAB. 14:00 Catwalk 15:00 Catwalk 16:00 Catwalk 17:30 - 19:30 Presentation 18:00-19:00 Catwalk 20:30 Fashion Presentation

"Any questions."

We all looked at him and shook our heads no. "Good, get some sleep ladies you need to be here for 7am sharp."

We got back to the hotel and me, Rach, Mel, and Jade sat down at the hotel restaurant to grab some lunch. All that walking back and forth really made us hungry.

"You know what after the whole show I'm going to binge on cheeseburgers." Jade laughed.

"Your lucky I can't I have Milan fashion week next." I smiled.

It all went quiet. The girls looked up at me with wide eyes and parted mouths. Did I say something I shouldn't have.

"Wait so...so how the hell did you get Milan fashion week?" Rachel ask with confusion.

"Oh I don't know, Tamara my manager booked it for me." I responded.

"Wow Tamara really knows how to get what she wants." Rachel snorted.

"Is there a problem?" I snap harshly.

"Nooo it's just some of us have been working harder and longer. And it's not fair that because Tamara use to walk the Europe shows that she should get to bring in her models. It should be based on talent." She grumbles.

"Well then maybe get a manager who's been in the buissness and you'll get better bookings." My voice was extremely bitchy when I said that. How dare she come at me because her manager dosen't know how to book her shows.

"Alright girls girls stop with the petty attitudes were all friends and need to support each other." Mel budded in trying to calm us both.

We both rolled our eyes and continued to eat.

"Mani!"

I heard an all to familiar voice call me. I looked up to see that it was Nikki. He was standing in front of my table. He was wearing his long black shiney leather coat with leather pants. His hair was teased all over the place and he had his cross earing dangling low close to his shoulder. He was smiling down at me like a boy looking at his crush.

"We should start heading out to go sight seeing." He looked at his watch. "I booked the tour bus." He grinned.

I stayed silent. My heart was beating 50 times faster than a normal persons. I didn't know what to say or do. If I responded yes, the girls would look at me with disgust. But if I responded no, Nikki would probably get angry and start throwing things and yelling. And that would be embarrassing.

"Um Iman do you know this... thing?" Rachel sneered looking Nikki up and down like he was trash.

I can't do it, I cant say it.

"Nope." I said popping the p. I grabbed my drink off the table and sipped my cranberry juice refusing to look at Nikki.

He just stood there with wide eyes.

"Um she doesn't know you." Jade spoke up.

"Yeah now can you please leave our table. Were trying to eat." Mel sneered.

Nikki chuckled and shook his head. He put his hands on his hip and looked at me again. I could see him from the corner of my eyes glaring at me. I still continued not to look at him.

"He probably wants money pass me my purse." Rachel motioned for her purse and Jade passed it to her. She pulled out $10 and placed it on the table in front of Nikki. "There you go, if your smart you'll buy yourself better clothing. But we all know what you'll use my money on." She grins smugly.

Oh God!

Nikki's jaw clenched and his fist bawled up. He looked at me again and then started walking away.

"Ew as if Iman would ever get with a gutter rat like that guy. Ugh, he even smelt like one." Rachel laughed humorously.

Nikki stopped walking and stood there for a bit. I held my breath thinking he was going to turn around and start yelling. Thankfully he continued walking and I exhaled in relief.

"That's the one who called me a bitch. He's the one that said he knew a prettier model than me." Jade says.

"I think that's the band that's causing all the noise in the hotel. What's there name again. Um...um-" Mel snapped her fingers trying to remember.

"Motley Crue!" Jade spoke up.

"Right yes Motley crue." Mel said.

I wanted to get up and chase after Nikki but I couldn't. I put my drink down and rubbed my face. Why did I do that? What on earth made me do something like that?

"Rock music is the Devils music it should be banned. And those trash bag rockers should be out of business." Rachel hissed.

I ended up excusing my self from the table so I could go find Nikki and talk to him. I wanted to stop by my room first. When I got to my floor I saw Jess standing outside my door looking at it. I furrowed my brows and walked over to her.

"Is there-" I cut my self off when I read what was written on my door.

HALL CUNT 603

"That bastard!" I yelled.

"Oh so you know who did this?" Jess raised her voice pointing at the door. "I'm calling the police." She marched passed me and entered her hotel room.

"Wait Jess!" I followed her in. "I don't know the guy that well. We met and I turned him down that's why he wrote that. I only met him one time." I pleaded.

"That's dosen't give anyone the right to do that to you." She picked up the phone and started dialing 911.

"Please Jess." I grabbed the phone paniking and holding on to it. "I don't what anyone to know that someone wrote that on my door. It's embarrassing." I cried out.

She sighed and put her hands on her hips. "Ok." She moved and sat down on her chair. "What happened to your room?" She asked with worry.

"I had the girls over to hang out and they invited some random people I don't know to come and they thrashed the room."

Wow so I have become a liar.

"Iman there was coke in your room. That's not just a hang out. I'm worried about you. Your not focused on what your doing." She stood up again and walked towards me. "Many girls would kill to be where you are, making all this money, travelling the world, working with the most exclusive fashion designers, and acting in TV shows and movies. Now here you are distracted and me having to hear that my models room was completely trashed with coke bags all over the place." She frowned and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm sorry." I whispered

"Its ok, but you need to get your self together. Your a young girl and your career is going so well. Dont throw it away." She rubbed my arm.

I nodded my head and handed her the phone back. "Do you want to stay in here tonight?" Jess asked. "Yeah just let me get some things from my room."

I walked into the hallway and stared at my door. I can't beleive Nikki was being so petty. Yeah I know I pretended like I didn't know him, but other people in my position would have done the same. I walked into my room to grab a cloth with hot water. I came back out and started scrubbing my door. It was nail polish. At least it was coming off. An idea then came into my head. All I need is permanent marker and I'm good. I went back into my room and threw the cloth back in. I came back out and ran to the staircase to go downstairs.

"Hi um would you happen to have a permanent marker by any chance?" I asked the hotel clerk.

"Um...." she looked into her desk and pulled out the marker. "Here you go." She handed it to me. "Thanks." I took the marker and headed upstairs.

I walked to Nikki's door and started writing on it. He vandalized mine so I'll vandalized his.

DEVIL WORSHIPER 613

"Iman!" I tensed up when I heard a voice call me. I looked over and saw Jade standing by the elevator.

"Hey girl." I smiled hesitantly.

"What are you doing?" She raises her eyebrows in confusion.

"N...nothing." I stutter.

She crosses her arms over her chest. "Um...do you have any pads by any chance?" I quickly changed the subject to stop her suspicion on what I just did.

"Yeah come to my room."

We walk over to her room and I ended up spending about an hour in her room. We talked about the show, about hanging out after the show is done, and her family life. I really liked Jade she was very humble. I left her room saying goodbye and smiling to my self. My smile soon faded when I saw Nikki standing looking at his door in the hall way. He turned in my direction, he looked very angry. Like 1985 angry when I danced with Jon Bon Jovi. I let out a deep breath then walked down the hall way with my head held high like I was walking the runway. I kept my eyes straight and walked passed him.

"So your going to pretend like you still don't know me right?" He spat following me to my door.

I kept walking not saying a word to him. I got to my door and turned the door knob to go in my room. He grabbed the door knob and slammed my door shut and blocked me from going in.

"I guess I'm just a junkie loser gutter rat to you aren't I." He asked. "Aren't I!" He raised his voice and I flinched. I folded my arms on my chest and looked away from him. "I thought you were different than all those skinny stuck up models down there." He points his finger in my face. "But your just a fucking bitch just like the rest of them!" He shouted. He shoulder checked me and walked passed me to his door. He paused before entering his room to flip me off then slammed the door shut.

I put my hands on my face and let out a shakey breath of air. My body was trembling with fear. I felt ashamed about what I did because he didn't deserve that. But at the same time these are classy girls that I was rolling with. I can't have people talking about me with Nikki and letting it get in the news like before. And I certainly didn't want Tamara finding out that Nikki was here. It would cause a lot of problems.

I had to deny knowing him I didn't have a choice.

#motley crue #nikki sixx #mick mars #tommy lee #the dirt #model #vince neil #chanel iman #bwwm wmbw

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itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove · 5 years

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Meeting the family

Type: One Shot | Imagine about Brad Rating: PG Word Count: 2542 Date | Requested: 2/8/19 | Yes Enjoy!

I didn't expect to find the person who gave me butterflies in my stomach. That always knew how to make me laugh. That was always there for me when I needed. He was also my best friend, someone I could always talk to about anything. I snuggled to his chest as I saw the sun peeking through the window. He pulled me close pulling the blankets around us. He kissed my forehead as we laid in the bed.

“Morning” he whispered.

“Morning” I looked up at him.

“Clearly you don't want to get up” he chuckled slightly.

“I never do, as long as you are here” I smiled.

“Why is that?” he rubbed his hand along my back.

“Because you are so warm and cuddly” I rubbed his chest.

“True” he smiled.

“Do you have anything to do today?” I asked.

“Not really, do you?” he questioned.

“No” I kissed his cheek softly.

“Good” he rolled onto his side, wrapping his arms around me.

We finally decided to get up around noon to go get some food. I pulled on his hoodie and put on a pair of leggings, slipped my slides on. I helped him button up his shirt, the one I helped take off last night. We left the apartment and went down one of our favorite spots. It was a place on the beach that sold the most amazing tacos I have ever had. I grabbed us a seat as he went to get the food. I ran my hand through my hair as the wind started to blow. He came back to the table with our food. There was never really a conversation when there was food around us. I finally finished eating and I got up throwing the wrapper in the trash. I started to walk down to the shore, allowing the water to run over my feet. He came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. Leaning his head against my shoulder, his lips against my neck. I leaned back against him as I started to play with his hands.

“I love the simple moments” he whispered in my ear.

“With you” I smiled.

“Always with you” he kissed my cheek.

I felt the waves crash over our feet, closing my eyes enjoying being with him. The breeze started to pick up I started getting cold. He grabbed my hand and lead me back to his car. Pushing me against the car, placing his hand against my cheek. I looked up at him and smiled as he leaned down kissing me softly. I wrapped my arms around the neck as I kept the kiss between us. I smiled gently against his lips as he pulled away. Resting my forehead against his as he rubbed his thumbs against my hips. I gently pushed him away from me so we could actually get into the car.

“You know you cant get enough of me” he smirked.

“Never but im cold and we need to get going” I smiled as I looked at him.

“Ill keep you warm” he wrapped his arms around me.

“Lets get back” I looked up at him.

“Alright,” he smiled slightly as he opened the car door for me.

I got into the car as he got on the other side. We finally made our way to the apartment, I went upstairs to get my laptop. I sat on the bed and worked on a few things. He was downstairs watching the game. I made my way downstairs to get me a bottle of water.

“How is it going?” he asked.

“Its going” I nodded as I made my way into the kitchen.

“my parents called” he followed me into the kitchen.

“Oh, how are they?” I asked.

“They want to meet you and I think its time you do” he grabbed my hand.

“you do?” I looked at him.

“Yea we have been together for over 7 months, I think its time” he smiled as he looked at me.

“Of course” I nodded slightly as I started to get nervous.

“They will love you as much as I love you” he leaned down kissing me softly.

“When?” I asked.

“Tonight,” he said.

“T-tonight?” I swallowed hard as I looked at him.

“Yeah, it will be fine” he rubbed my back trying to calm me down.

I took a deep breath in and looked at him. I was just nervous because I knew that he valued his parents opinion. If they didn't like me would that be the end of our relationship? I went upstairs and turned on the water for the shower. I got into the shower allowing the water to hit my back first. I started to wash my hair, closing my eyes as the water ran over me. I didn't notice him standing in the doorway watching me. He started to get undress and make his way into the shower. Placing his hands on my hips, I opened my eyes and looked at him. He leaned down kissing me softly, pushing more into the water.

“I love you” I whispered.

“What are you worried about?” he asked.

“That they wont like me and that you would” I took a deep breath in as I couldn't bring myself to say those words.

“I would never leave you, I love you and they will love you” he pulled me closer to him.

“I love you and I don't want this to end” I rested my hand against his chest.

“It wont” he titled my chin up, kissing my lips softly.

I smiled against his lips as I kept the kiss between us. I pulled away and went back to washing my hair. He stood behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. He grabbed the wash cloth and started to wash my body. I giggled as I watched him, I turned to face him. We finished in the shower, I got out and wrapped a towel around me. He got out behind me and wrapped a towel around his waist. I stood in front of the closet trying to figure out what I wanted to wear. He came up behind me wrapping his arms around me. Making sure the towel fell off of me, I giggled slightly as I leaned back against him.

“you look good in anything baby” he whispered in my ear.

“I want your parents to actually like me so I want to keep it classy,” I said.

“and that ass will still look good in it” he smiled.

“Oh hush” I rolled my eyes.

“it will” he smirked as he pulled away, slapping my ass.

I finally choice what I wanted to wear. I put a matching pantie and bra set on, not like it mattered to his parents. I wiggled into my jeans and grabbed a basic shirt. I sat on the floor in front of the mirror and started to do my hair. I wanted it to be messy but not to messy but not fully done. I pulled my hair in a sleek pony tail and curled the ends. I messed with the ends slightly to make it look like a messy pony. I put some make on but I kept it simple, I didn't want to seem as if I was trying to hard. I looked over at him laying in bed with the towel still wrapped around his waist.

“Are you going to get ready?” I asked.

“As soon as you are ready” he looked at me.

“Whats that supposed to mean?” I looked at him.

“That you take longer but I dont mind waiting” he smiled.

“Uh huh” I rolled my eyes playfully.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you” I blew him a kiss.

He finally got up and got ready. I slipped my shoes on, grabbing my bag as I watched him. He grabbed my hand as we walked out the door. We made our way to his parents house, he parked the car in the driveway. I took a deep breath before getting out of the car. He came around to my side and grabbed my hand. He leaned over slightly kissing me softly, I looked at him.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“About what? That I love you? Yea im sure” he said.

“About your parents,” I said

“They will love you,” he said.

He grabbed my hand and lead me inside the house. I stood behind him still holding his hand. His parents walked out of the kitchen.

“Mom, Dad I want you to meet someone,” he said.

“Who is this?” he mom asked.

“This is my girlfriend y/n” he pulled me so I was standing beside him.

“Nice to meet you y/n,” his dad said as he held his hand out.

“Nice to meet you” I shook his hand and nodded slightly.

They lead us to the kitchen and we all sat down and started to eat dinner. Of course, they had plenty of questions of our relationship and my life. I answered all of the questions that I felt comfortable answering. As the evening went on I started to get more comfortable and less nervous. He held my hand under the table, brushing his thumb over my hand from time to time.

“how long have you two been together?” his mom asked.

“About 6 months” I nodded.

“Are you in love with him?” she asked.

“Yes, I am” I looked at him and smiled slightly.

“Shes my world mom,” he said.

His mom got up from the table and started to clean up. I went with her to help and we talked more. I could tell that she started to actually like me. I helped washed the dishes as we talked about things Brad did in his childhood. After we finished the dishes she pulled out a photo album. We went through all the pictures and laughed, I enjoyed hearing stories about Brad as a baby.

“Ok mom I think that's enough,” he said.

“you were a cute baby” I kissed his cheek.

“Thanks” he smiled slightly.

“this night was fun” I smiled.

“I told you, you had nothing to worry about” he kissed my cheek.

We finally left his parents house and went back to our apartment. I slipped my shoes off at the door and made my way upstairs. He followed me up wrapping his arms around me. Kissing my cheek slowly moving down to my neck. I could feel him smiling against my skin, I slowly pulled away from him. I turned to face him, I leaned up and kissed him softly. I went and got into something more comfortable and went out onto the balcony. He sat down next to me wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I leaned my head against his shoulder, playing with his hand. The stars were out and they were bright tonight.

“they love you” he whispered.

“they do?” I asked.

“yeah they do” he kissed the top of my head.

I looked at the stars and snuggled to him. He kept me close to him making sure that I was warm. We would point out different stars and make up some random story about it. I started to drift off against him, he picked me up bringing me back inside. He laid me down in the bed and got in bed as well. Pulling me close to him before drifting of to sleep himself. I never thought the night would go as good as it did. I was nervous that they wouldn't like me and that Brad would leave me. I knew he loved his mother and her opinion so that's why I was worried. It was the step in our relationship that we needed. It bought us closer together and just made it more clear that we were meant for each other. Over the next few weeks, I actually had lunch with his mother. As close as I got to Brad I also got closer to his mother.

“Thank you for having lunch with me,” his mother said.

“I enjoy our little lunch dates” I nodded.

“Im glad brad has someone in his life that's actually love him,” she said.

“Yea hes my everything” I smiled as I thought about him.

“You are the first girl hes bought home to meet us,” she said.

“Really?” I was a little taken back.

“Yeah” she nodded.

“Well, I’m glad he thinks that much of me,” I said.

“He loves you,” she said.

“I love him,” I said.

We finished lunch and went our separate ways. I made my way back to the apartment and threw myself into my work. I didn't even notice him come in, I always get so involved in my work. He came up behind me placing his hands over my eyes.

“Guess who,” he said.

“Baby” I giggled slightly.

“I got us pizza,” he said as he nodded to the box on the counter.

“Sounds good” I shut my laptop down.

“how was your day?” he asked as he put the pizza in plates.

“It was good, had lunch with your mother” I took a bite from the pizza.

“Really?” he smiled as he sat down.

“Yeah, can I ask you something?” I looked at him.

“Sure” he looked at me.

“Why am I the first girl you've bought home to meet your parents?” I asked.

“I guess I have never loved anyone before you,” he said.

“Wait really? No school relationship?” I asked.

“Not anything serious, I see a future with you,” he said.

“me too” I nodded.

I leaned over the table and kissed him softly. We finished eating the pizza and made our way upstairs. We laid in bed cuddled up to each other. We put a movie on and just took it easy, sometimes this is all I needed. I couldn't believe that I was actually the first he bought home. The first person that he has ever loved. I guess thinking about it he was my first love as well. Its so easy getting caught up in relationships and think that you are in love. Until the person, you are meant to be with comes into your life. The love you share with the person you are meant to be with is powerful. Brad was my person and nothing could change that. His family loved me as well and im glad that Brad didn't have to make that choice. Our love story was just beginning but yet it felt as if we were together for a lot longer. This love story wouldn't have an ending because it would last forever.

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reymienightmare1 · 5 years

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So, this is my Sole Survivor

For the sake of my own personal roleplay, as I do a brand new run of Fallout 4, I created a whole new character...and I wanted to share 😖😊

Andraste Roux

Andraste was born deep under the earth to a small group of escapee Elves from experimentation done with FEV by the Commonwealth Institute of Technology. Her grandfather escaped the experiments with his lover and Mate, Khione. She was intended to be the only one. However, Khione chose to gather a few of her friends and they made the escape all together. Eventually starting a new underground, just like the Institute. For two generations they remained undiscovered and safe from the CIT's rule. However, when Andraste and Na'te were born, the CIT began looking for their escaped subjects. By the time Andraste and Na'te were of a decent age, their families had been found and captured. Andraste's mother told them both to flee to the surface.

They did as they were bade and both ended up joining the military. They both made distinguished soldiers of themselves and were honorably discharged after Andraste and her husband Nate had a particularly savage event happen. Both of them gained a taste for human flesh.

For many years they both used their taught glamour to hide the true color of their eyes. And a week after their discharge, Andraste became pregnant. They both decided to take the pregnancy as a chance to rejoin civilian life and live peacefully. However two weeks after their son, Shaun, was born the bombs fell and they were all cryogenically frozen.

When she is woken up one hundred and fifty years later only for her husband to be murdered and her son stolen. Andraste pops out of her pod, after another sixty years, in full on war mode. She does not give two solid fucks about random citizens who cant take care of themselves, that is until she meets a one John Hancock, who shows her you can be ruthless, but still help people at the same time. So with him and her ever faithful dog at her side, they go on a trek to find her lost son.

When she decides to help the brotherhood, she meets Paladin Danse who is a little odd when it comes to emotions and normal human interactions. Due to her prior associations with the Railroad, she believes he is a Synth. And knowing full well what it is like to be an experiment for those who feel they can play God, she joins only to later find out she was correct and he is a synth. She saves him from Maxson and let's him live in her former home.

When she finds out the Institute, decendents of the same CIT who destroyed her entire family had turned her son into just as much a monster and their leader. She's out for blood. And when in the end, she has to choose to either join those who have done nothing but take from her, or destroy them. When Shaun makes the announcement that he is dying, her choice is clear. She destroys the Institute, however when her son died and the bond was left snapped and frayed she clung to the only thing left of her child she had. The Synth Shaun.

However as much as she loved him, she could see and feel how her broken bonds were changing her. Turning her into something she never wanted him to see. So she takes off leaving him in the ever faithful hands of the settlers she had invited into Sanctuary, only coming around when she feels she is stable enough to be safe for the boy.

A couple years of roaming around slowly losing her mind, when she hears the Nuka World Family Radio. She decides to go and see what it's about. That's where she finds the Nuka World Raiders. This is perfect. They are perfect for her. They wont give a fuck about her tendency to eat anything she kills, they wont give a fuck about her sanity as long as she runs them right. Its everything she's been looking for.

And meeting Porter Gage. When she meets Gage, she almost immediately forms a rudimentary Mate bond. She doesnt know how considering he's human, but she does. Nothing that would bother him, but something that eased a bit of her lost sanity. It can never cure it, but it makes the pain infinitely more bearable.

She doesn't trust him immediately though, despite the bond. It takes them prowling around the Parks and taking more territory for her to truly understand. In the meantime, she uses the bond as an anchor. Uses it to keep her grounded in reality. She parties with the Raiders, does odd jobs for them, silently plots how to get rid of the Disciples, because she doesnt trust them as far as they can throw her, which is not at all, and she occasionally has full on brawls with Mason. No guns, no knives, just pure fist fights. The Raiders love it and it endears Mason to her, without her having to try all that much.

Porter Gage however isnt very fond of these matches, mostly because he thinks it's a pointless waste of time, but Andraste's the Overboss. And he cant help but see how happy and light she looks after her and Mason get done. The only time he was all for the match was the one where Mason tried to choke her out to get her to tap out, but Andraste knocked him to the floor and yanked his arm into an arm-bar, snapping it at the elbow. That one was a huge hit with all of the Raiders Gangs.

When they are about to take over the last park, she had pulled on her boots, and Gage was attaching a knife sheath into her boot, when Dixie came up the elevator to talk to her about going out for a little a fun, she threw a knife to see if she could catch the Overboss off guard and it sliced through Andraste's arm, spattering Gage's face with her blood and then sticking into the desk she had been sitting by. Gage ended up swallowing a little of her blood, this caused him to get sick for a little while. However when he woke up, he could see out of his right eye again, and he felt healthier than he ever had before.

When Andraste came to check on him, his eyes had changed to look more Elven, basically a more intense version of what it had already been. She felt the bond snap completely into place and she realized this was why, he was always meant to be this, and he was always meant to be hers. She hadnt been able to form a Mate Bond with her late husband, but she had finally found who was supposed to be hers.

She realized then why he was supposed to be hers. Gage keeps the peace between the gangs, he keeps her on target and focused. With her literally losing her mind to the pain of her broken bonds, she was manic and crazy at times. Porter kept her grounded, he balanced her out.

After a small freak out on Gage's part, they both come to realize this is how it supposed to be. And together they go on to rule the Commonwealth under their Raider rule.

#fallout 4 #my sole survivor #fo4 #f!sole survivor #female sole survivor #screenshot

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chungha-supremacist · 5 years

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No Borders - Chapter 4

word count: 5004

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LESBIAN SEX AND STRAIGHT SEX! IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EASILY, DON’T READ THIS!

SUMMARY:

“It’s just us 5 right?”

“Forever.”

“No men allowed… ever. Let’s promise to eachother that we will never let any man come in between us!”

“Never!”

Naive promises told at a young age, just between 5 best friends. They promised their world to eachother, “best friends ‘till death breaks us apart”. 10 Years passed. The same 5 girls, but no longer blinded by those “stupid promises”. It will be broken. The promise of a lifetime. The lust of love is what makes us all see unclear. We lose our friends, or soulmates, we fall for the unknown, we fall for lies and for the feeling of being important to someone who will drag us far away from who truly matters.

“Forget about the world… forget about them… right now, it’s only me and you. They don’t need to know that I love you.”

CATEGORY: F/F; F/M

Fandom: RED VELVET (Band), NCT (Band)

Relationships: Park Sooyoung / Kim Yerim; Bae Joohyun / Kang Seulgi; Son Seungwan / Nakamoto Yuta

Characters: Park Sooyoung; Kim Yerim, Bae Joohyun, Kang Seulgi, Son Seungwan, Seo Youngho, Jung Jaehyun, Nakamoto Yuta, Dong Si Cheng, Wong Yuk Hei, Lee Taeyong, Chung Ha

Additional Tags: friendship,angst, mistrust, lies, cheating, lesbian interactions, smut, fluff, fashion, models, rich life, etc

RATED: SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST.

CHAPTER 4

“I love you.”

Seulgi widens her eyes so much that she thinks her eyeballs are gona pop off. Irene is now looking to the ground, face all red. She seemed like she was about to cry, again. Seulgi would not bare to see Irene crying again. Not because of her. She tries to bring herself back to this “world” and she says:

“A-as a friend?”

Irene coffs while a tear is falling off her cheek, hitting the ground. That tear was so powerful that Seulgi swears she could hear the impact between the floor and the little water droplet.

“What do you think, Seulgi??” she says sarcastically.

“I don’t know, Irene. You tell me. You are the one that gave me signs all this time and I actually started to fall for them. Do you love me as a friend or not, Irene??!! Answer me!” at this point Seulgi swears she almost screamed at the woman she loves the most, but she couldn’t help it. She covers her mouth at the realization that she screamed at Irene who was clearly in pain “I-I’m sorry.” She pleads her head.

“You know what, Seulgi? It was a bad idea.” And she runs to the elevator.

Seulgi, for the first time, isn’t frozen in her moves and runs after her, entering in the elevator right as the doors were closing, “landing�� right over Irene who was now in the corner of the elevator, centimeters away from Seulgi.

Seulgi felt like it was the perfect moment, and in fact, it really was. She leans closer to Irene’s face who was staring in shock at the younger one’s daring move.

“Irene. I love you too.” Whispers Seulgi as she felt tears forming in her eyes. Tears of both happiness and sadness that she didn’t have the guts to realise until now.

“Y-you d-do?” stutters Irene.

“Y-yes. I really love you. I have been loving you since… forever. As a friend of course, but lately, since you started to make moves on me, you made me feel things, Irene. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just wanted to know if I should continue to dream about us or not.”

Seulgi cant believe she just said the words she has been replaying in her head in all sorts of scenarios that seemed to never come to a reality. But here they are, bodies connected and confessing to eachother.

Irene leans on Seulgi’s chest and Seulgi slowly caresses her hair.

“Let’s go to my apartment, ok?” says Seulgi softly.

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Wendy just got back home from the office and all she could think about all day was her upcoming date with the “man of her dreams”.

‘What should I wear? Damnit I have no clothes!!’ she says while looking at a full dressing room filled with clothes of all types and all sorts of expensive jewelry and bags.

She must’ve tried about 10 dresses, 3 tank tops with 3 different pairs of jeans, leather pants, skirts… yet she isn’t impressed.

She sits in front of the vanity, overwhelmed by emotions. She doesn’t want to fuck up everything. She wants everything to be perfect tonight. She wants to be perfect for him. She looks in the mirror at her devastated hair and she spots a red pimple peeping on her left cheek.

‘ARE YOU FORREAL??!!’ she exclaims as she starts reaching for her make-up pouch to look for an extra-coverage foundation.

She can’t find it. She swears she will give up and take the phone and cancel everything. She is a mess. She can’t think straight. There’s only 2 hours left and Yuta will be at her door, while she has no outfit planned, her hair is not washed, she cant find the proper make-up and her confidence is -1.

‘What is in your mind Wendy… going out with the most ethereal male in the world and yet you look like a green bean.’

‘You are not worthy. He should be with a girl matching his beauty.’

All negative thoughts float in her head, but luckily, the ringing phone gives her a ‘wake-up call’.

…

“Heyy…” she fakes an enthusiastic ‘hey’.

“Wendy, hey, I called to ask you if it is fine if we see eachother one hour later? My friend... I meant my ‘boss’ wants me to stay one more hour to do his work since he has to leave earlier. I hope you don’t mind-“

“No. Sure not.” she was actually SO GRATEFUL for this.

“Perfect. Thank you so much for understanding, Wendy. I promise to make up for this!”

-Damn he sounded so sweet right now-

“Yeah, it’s nothing really, I wasn’t ready anyway.”

“Great. Now I got to go, I got a lot of work to finish. See you in three hours?”

“Yes, for sure.” And she closes the phone and throws it on the table,

…

‘Ok Wendy. You need to get to your senses. You can’t miss this opportunity, you can’t miss this opportunity to find out if he truly is he perfect man he pretends to be. You don’t need make-up, Wendy’ she says to herself as she looks in the mirror.

‘If he truly likes me, he will like me naturally’ She got the perfect plan to test him.

She hops in the shower and washes her hair. She blow-dries it and then makes some loose curls.

Make-up time. She only applies a small amount of foundation, only to give a nice finish to her face, but not enough to cover all her blemishes. She then applies a vague rosy blush, does a minor eyeline and applies a peachy lip-gloss. She looked so natural, so pretty.

She decides to go for a black turtleneck, a dark denim jacket and some dark blue jeans. She pairs these up with some leather boots, with no heel and some specs.

‘If she likes you natural, then he is the one.’

She is now staring at herself in shock. She just realized. All the men she previously loved, she loved them no matter what, make-up, no make-up, imperfections, fat, slim, average. She was a lovely person and didn’t judge anyone, yet she was always judged.

‘You should get more fit, Wendy…’

‘You shouldn’t eat like a pig, Wendy.’

‘Are you wearing no make-up??’

All these words come into her head, heard from her ex’es. Toxic. Toxic words. If Yuta will prove different tonight, then she will probably feel like the luckiest girl in the entire world.

She still got 30 minutes left so she decides to turn on her TV and watch some news.

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Irene and Seulgi just confessed to eachother yet they seem like a couple who has been dating for ages. They are now curled together under a blanket, watching a random movie on the TV.

“Are you hungry?” asks Seulgi sweetly.

“A bit…”

“Alright, stay right here, I will go cook something!” and she kisses Irene on the forehead before leaving in the kitchen.

Seulgi was perfect. The perfect friend. The perfect girlfriend. Irene couldn’t believe her eyes that what she had next to her was just a perfect human being. She certainly doesn’t deserve Seulgi. Seulgi is the sun, she is the moon. Seulgi is the light, Irene is the darkness.

Seulgi just left 5 minutes ago yet Irene felt like she’s been without her for an hour. She gets up and goes to the kitchen, but she stopped in front of the entrance, behind the door. She looks at Seulgi with such sweet eyes as she sees her struggling to cut some vegetables. She was the cutest human being, she looked like a child who had to cook for herself. Irene knew Seulgi sucked at cooking yet she knows Seulgi is just trying to impress her right now.

Irene inspects her. A strand of hair falling on Seulgi’s forehead as she struggles to cut some cucumbers. Her facial expressions made Irene smile. She felt like she is watching her wife cooking for her and their kids. ‘Ok Irene. You went too far now.’ She says to herself. But she really felt like this. She decides to surprise Seulgi by coming in the kitchen.

“Need any help?” says Irene smiling, almost laughing at the cute girl.

“No. I’m fine.” While trying to cut a straight slice but ends up cutting an irregular one.

Irene laughs and goes behind Seulgi. Seulgi thought she will backhug her, but instead, Irene puts her hands over Seulgi’s hands and shows her how to cut.

“I-I don’t need help…” stutters Seulgi as she felt Irene’s body connecting to hers.

“Haha, are you kidding me?? You are like a child who needs her mom to show how to make a salad.”

“Don’t mock mee…”

“I’m not… I actually think you were adorable.”

Seulgi blushes.

Irene kisses Seulgi’s shoulder and Seulgi leaves a small happy squeal.

“Can you stop….” Says Irene suddenly and takes her hands off Seulgi’s hands.

“W-what d-did I-I do wrong, Irene?” says Seulgi terrified.

There was a dead silence.

“You made my heart flutter.” Says Irene as she grabs Seulgi’s face into her hands and looks at it.

“You scared me…”

Irene is looking at Seulgi like she has the whole world in her hands. Seulgi puts her hands on Irene’s waist.

“Can you kiss me?” asks Irene.

She was desperate, desperate for Seulgi’s touch, desperate to feel her.

Seulgi doesn’t hesitate and kisses Irene.

It was the first time Seulgi truly gets the taste of Irene’s plump lips. She loses herself and from the soft, gentle kiss, Seulgi starts moving her lips on Irene’s faster, animalistically. She needed her, she needed to feel Irene. Irene puts Seulgi on the kitchen counter and they both take a pause for breathing before they connect their lips again.

For whatever reason, Irene lets Seulgi take the lead, she lets her set the pace. Seulgi bites Irene’s lip which made her leave out a small moan. Seulgi felt something inside of her when she heard the obscene sound Irene left out in her mouth. Seulgi wants to explore everything Irene got. She lets her tongue do magic as she seeks for Irene’s tongue in her wet cavern.

“Fuck, Seulgi” mumbles Irene during small breathing breaks of the makeout.

Irene’s hands go from Seulgi’s face to her entire body as they makeout brutally. Seulgi trembles a little bit as Irene’s hands go on her thigh. Irene smirks in the messy kiss. They both had saliva all over their faces as their kiss expanded everywhere. They were basically eating eachother, both seeking for power. It was like a fight. Irene breaks out the makeout as she continues to suck on the skin of Seulgi’s chin, going down on her neck. Seulgi leaves out a whiny scream as Irene suddenly bites on her soft neck skin.

“I will mark you all, baby girl” says Irene breathless as she continues to devour Seulgi’s neck entirely, leaving no zone untouched by her tongue.

She grabs the soft material of Seulgi’s shirt collar.

“Let’s get rid of this.”

Irene was shaking as she was trying to unbutton Seulgi’s shirt as fast as she could. She looses her temper and rips the last two buttons.

“My shirt, Irene!” whines Seulgi.

“Shut up!” says Irene as she throws the ripped shirt on the floor and takes a moment to look at Seulgi’s chest unfolding under her eyes.

Seulgi definitely chose the best underwear for today, a soft, white and lacy bra was covering Seulgi’s boobs. Her hard nipples could be seen under the sheer material and this made Irene’s mouth water.

“Damnit Seulgi. Fuck-“ says Irene before getting back to mark Seulgi everywhere.

Her hands are squeezing Seulgi’s boobs like an animal while biting on her collarbones. Seulgi was a moaning mess as Irene was destroying her boobs.

“Take this off.”

Irene opens Seulgi’s bra and tosses it somewhere in the kitchen. She starts moaning while eating on Seulgi’s boob, her eyes looking up at Seulgi’s face.

Seulgi has never found herself into a more erotic scenario. Seeing Irene devouring her boobs while she throws her obscene looks. Irene’s eyes were screaming power and Seulgi just wanted to give herself whole to her.

“Spread yourself, baby girl! Let mommy please you.” Orders Irene as she grabs Seulgi’s skirt.

Seulgi thought Irene will take off her skirt, but instead, she was so desperate that she just raises it and with a quick hand gesture removes the soaked panties aswell.

“In your mouth!”

Seulgi is shocked at Irene’s command.

“T-the panties?”

“Yes. Open your mouth!”

Seulgi opens her mouth wide open as Irene stuffs her wet panties inside. Seulgi couldn’t breath properly anymore as the panties were filling her mouth. She could taste her own salty wetness and saliva is already starting to leak over the corners of her stuffed mouth.

Irene starts circling slowly Seulgi’s clit.

Seulgi’s back bends as she whines loudly, but unintelligible.

Irene starts to rub Seulgi’s clit at an inhuman pace. Seulgi’s eyes roll on top of her head as she loses herself in Irene’s moves.

“Are you ready?” she asks.

Seulgi nods desperately as she grabs Irene’s hair. Irene’s mouth grabs Seulgi’s clit in between her lips and starts rubbing her tongue up and down the clit. Seulgi was dripping so bad that small drips were falling on the floor and on Irene’s tongue. Irene makes use of one finger aswell. She continues to suck, more aggressively now on her clit as she introduces slowly one finger.

Seulgi screams so loud and bends her body to stretch her hole for Irene.

“Good girl. Open yourself for mommy!”

Irene inserts another finger. And another. She’s not three fingers inside Seulgi who has no more control over her movements as she grabs Irene’s hair violently. Irene starts moving her fingers at the speed of a vibrator, deep inside Seulgi, which made her squirt a little.

Seulgi feels her orgasm coming at an insane speed and she grips harder on Irene’s hair, letting her know.

“Cum baby girl, cum in my mouth!”

Seulgi lets go at these words and soon Irene’s mouth is filled with Seulgi’s hot sperm.

Irene rushes to take the panties off Seulgi’s mouth and kisses her softly, giving her a taste of her own creation.

“You taste so good, isn’t that so?”

Seulgi was breathless. All she could do was nod.

Irene smiles at how destroyed Seulgi looked now… and the kitchen.

“So… No salad?” asks Irene jokingly.

“Oh my god, shut up!” says Seulgi as she slowly hits Irene’s shoulder.

“Com on, let’s take you to the bathroom. I will clean this mess” reassures Irene.

“You better.” Chuckles Seulgi as she leaves for the bathroom, walking in zig-zag.

“Oh my god, Seulgi…” says Irene as she facepalms herself.

“Hey! I just had three fingers in me! Let me be!” and she makes herself disappear upstairs.

Irene laughs as she looks at all the wetness on the floor and on the counter. She turns around and notices Seulgi’s bra on the frigde.

“Oh my god…” she sighs as she grabs a mop.

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Wendy is now in Yuta’s expensive Rolls Royce and she is listening to Yuta’s playlist. Not only does she thought he was perfect, he also listens to quality music.

“You like it?” he smiles as he is looking at the road.

“Yes, a lot. It is so calming and beautiful.” She closes her eyes to enjoy the beautiful music that tingles her ears.

“You can have the CD if you want.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I got a copy of it anyway.”

“Aw, thank you!”

She smiles like a happy child.

They arrived at what seemed like a very expensive luxurious restaurant.

‘Fuck Wendy! You got not classy clothes on you!’ she thinks.

“Umm, Yuta?”

“Yes, is there something wrong?” he says worriedly as he puts his jacket on.

“I didn’t know we will come to such an expensive place and I… Umm, look-“

He stops her. He grabs her by the hands and looks at her softly, calming and reassuring.

“Wendy, I couldn’t care less. This restaurant might be expensive but the clothes don’t matter. It only matters the person I am with, and that is an amazing, mannered, lovely girl.”

Wendy swears her legs melted and she felt butterflies earthquacking her stomach.

“Now, are you sure of yourself?” he smiles.

“Yes. Let’s go.” And she grabs his hand as they walk inside.

Anyone who would see them would say they are a married couple. Both smiling, dressed casual and so comfortable with eachother’s presence.

“A reservation for Nakamoto?” he asks the kind waiter standing at the entrance.

He takes us to a secluded table, under a cristals chandelier, with a vase of roses on the table and some of the most expensive looking cutlery.

“Nakamoto? Are you not Korean?” asks Wendy as Yuta helps her take a seat.

“No, actually, I am Japanese.”

Oh Wow, this explains everything to Wendy now. The manners, the sweet looks. Of course he is not Korean.

“Have I ever told you that I am from Canada?” Wendy adds.

“Oh really? This is amazing, wow. Where from?”

“Toronto.”

“Canada must be so nice.” He says with a warm smile.

“Yeah, I haven’t been there for 5 years though.”

“Maybe one day we’ll do a trip there, together.” He says while looking on the menu.

The butterflies are back.

“Yes. I would love that” she replies.

The night went on amazing! The two chatted lively, no single moment of awkward silence, as Wendy supposed. She has never had so many things in common with a person, she never felt like she could be so open to anyone before. Yuta made her feel warm, safe and loved. Even though she knew it was a long way until he will “love her” or maybe it wont ever happen.

Their dinner night was over, Yuta insisted to pay for everything but Wendy fought back! Yuta replied in the end “Fine, you can pay me back. But not here.”

Wendy didn’t know what to think of these words. Is he being flirty in a dirty way or…?

Yuta suddenly stopped the car at a very familiar place for Wendy. They were at the Han River.

“We’re making a little stop here, is that ok?” he asks to make sure Wendy doesn’t rush home or something.

“Yes, of course.” She reassures him.

They get out of the car and they go sit on a bench, having the whole Han River unfolding in front of their horizon. The lights of the city were reflecting in the mirror of the clear water and they almost looked like the bottom of the river had stars sprinkled on it.

“It is so beautiful and calm here.” He says.

“Yes, I love this place…”

“What is wrong?” says Yuta as he sees Wendy’s eyes looking to the ground.

“Nothing… it’s just that I have a particular bad memory at this place…”

FLASHBACK:

“Taeyong don’t leave me! Please, I need you!” she screams after the man who was now standing with the back at her.

“Wendy, I already told you... I can’t do this anymore.”

“T-Taeyong please, I will be a better person for you! Just don’t leave me!”

Her cry could be heard by the river. The breeze was blowing her hair in all the places and the river was making all sorts of terrifying sounds. It was a horrible night.

Tears were all over the helpless girl’s face.

“Why??!! Why are you leaving me!? Am I no good to you anymore??”

She falls off the bench on her knees.

The man only bothers to look at her over his shoulder.

“I love someone else.”

Wendy’s world collapsed. She felt like she doesn’t know who she is anymore.

“It’s her isn’t it…”

“Certain is… It is not you… Not anymore…”

“T-Taeyong…”

“I am sorry…”

And with these words, he leaves the girl forever, crying on the very cold pavement as the only calm she gets is from the river’s small waves that reflect the full moon.

END.

Wendy’s eyes were filled with the saddest tears in the whole world as she finished opening herself to Yuta.

He was speechless. He didn’t know if he was mad that a man could ever do such thing to her or if he just wanted to give her his world. Right here and right now.

“Wendy…”

He makes a pause.

“I would never… in my life, do anything like this…”

“How do you know, Yuta? Huh?? You never know when you find someone better than me. And trust me, there are many better girls than m-“

He shuts her mouth with his lips.

She is blocked, frozen. She only parts her lips a bit so that his bottom lip could fit perfectly just like a puzzle between hers.

The kiss was filled with sincerity, love and passion.

Yuta was deepening the kiss, but not going faster. It was still slow, romantic and intimate.

She puts one hand on his shoulder to find stability and he grabs her waist gently.

“There is… no one better than you.” He whispers.

“How do you know…?”

“Because, I have never felt something like this for anyone in my life before. Anyone. I know what I’m feeling right now, Wendy, and it is a very unusual feeling. You complete me. Do you have idea how many sleepless nights I spend thinking of you? Ever since I saw you behind Yerim that night.”

It stroke to Wendy. He felt all this time the exact same way as she did. He was thinking at her when she was also thinking at him. Was this destiny? She had no idea. All she knew was that she just wanted to treasure this moment forever, to treasure him.

“I believe you, Yuta. I feel the same way. I-I think I like you…”

“Me too. I think I like you too, Wendy.”

And with this, he brought her closer to him and united again into the most passional kiss.

They arrived in front of Wendy’s block of flats and Yuta was holding with one hand the wheel and with the other, Wendy’s hand.

“I don’t want to let go.” He says sweetly.

“Me neither.”

Maybe Wendy should invite him upstairs? Will she sound like a weirdo? Is it too soon?

“Maybe… You could come upstairs for a little bit?”

“You need to go to sleep, Wendy, you got work tomorrow. I don’t want to keep you awake.”

“Don’t say stupid things, Yuta! Please, let’s stay more together.”

He gives up to fighting against her as he wanted more than ever to spend more time with his loved one.

They enter the apartment and Wendy blushes at the mess she had in the house.

“I am so sorry- I didn’t have time to clean before lea-“

“Do you want me to kiss you again?”

Wendy froze.

“Then stop excusing yourself for nothing”

Wendy can’t believe that she had in front of her the man of her dreams, being so perfect, just for her.

“Soo…” she hesitates for a moment “What are we?”

“Hmmm… We areee…” and he leans on the sofa next to her “Boyfriend and Girlfriend? A couple.”

She feels her cheeks burning and heat taking over all her body.

“Yes. We are.” And she leans her head on his shoulder.

It’s been an hour and they’ve been cuddled together on the sofa, chatting about their lives and memories.

“Want to see something?” she says as she gets up from the sofa.

“Always.” he smiles.

“Okay, wait right here! Ima be right back!” she says as she runs to her bedroom.

Some minutes later, she comes dressed in the most gorgeous and unreal Japanese kimono. It was a gift from Wendy’s father to Wendy when he got back from his Japan trip three years ago. It had a visually pleasing pale pink background with bright pink cherry blossom flowers as decor.

Yuta was speechless and he swore he was left with his mouth open. When he gets back to his senses, she was right in front of him, making him forget even his name looking at her beauty.

“You… You look gorgeous baby.” He says as he grabbed her by the waist and placed her on his lap.

“It was a gift from my father, from Japan. I thought you will like it and it will bring you some memories from your homecountry as we were talking about it.”

“It sure did, Wendy… but the difference is… There is no girl matching your beauty there to wear this kimono like you do.”

He kisses her and she puts her hands around his neck.

“Gosh, I think I’m falling in love with you so bad.” He says breathy as he leans his head on her shoulder, smelling the lavender perfume of the kimono.

“Me too, Yuta… I think I love you…”

“Let’s share our love tonight. Would you want that? I want to prove you, Wendy, with real actions. I want you to feel my love.”

“I want to feel your love, Yuta. I want you to feel mine aswell.”

He gets up and picks her up bridal style as he kisses her gently. They get in Wendy’s bedroom and he slowly puts her down on the bed.

He gulps at the sight of her lying on the bed, dressed in the kimono who was having such a surreal view to her chest and her hair spreaded around her on the sheets. He gets on top of her and holds her hands as he looks in her eyes. He starts kissing her as she plays with her hands on his back.

The kiss quickly heatens, but not in a brutal way. They tongues were complimenting eachother while rubbing together, causing saliva to leak on their faces. Yuta breaks the kiss and turns Wendy around to untie the kimono.

His movements were so gentle and he was unfolding the kimono like it was origami.

Finally, the kimono was off and Wendy turns around. She was naked, only panties saving her intimate part to be completely exposed. He takes a deep look at her body before starting to place small, wet kisses on her neck, down to her chest. He takes one nipple in between his lips and slowly sucks on it as his other hand pleases the other boob. Wendy leaves out breathy moans of pleasure.

“Y-Yuta.”

He stops and whispers in her ear “Senpai. Call me Senpai tonight. And every night from now on.”

“Alright… Senpai.”

Yuta gets back to kissing her whole body. He gets to the pantie line which he grabs with his teeth and sensually taking them off with his mouth.

Wendy moans uncontrollably and slowly grabs the sheets into a fist.

He sets the panties free on the floor and she gets up.

“I’ll be right back.” And she leaves the room.

Wendy takes advantage of this moment to catch her breath.

She didn’t wait long and when he comes back, he is holding some ice-cubes in a glass in his hand.

He kisses her before he puts one ice cube in between her boobs. The cold contact between the ice and Wendy’s heated body caused the ice to start fuming and slowly melting down. Drips of water were falling like a waterfall on her body, from the boobs to her lower part. Yuta licks all the trail of water until he gets to Wendy’s area. He places small pecks on her inner thighs which make her spit out a “Senpai-Ah!” which made him smirk. He soon bites gently on the sensitive skin like he was feeding himself.

“S-Senpai… I need you, can you make me feel you? Can you be inside of me?”

Yuta found these words so erotic and such a turn on, seeing her being a mess for him, desiring him like a starving animal desires a prey.

“Of course little princess. I will make you feel every bit of me.”

He starts scissoring Wendy to stretch her out, preparing her for what is about to come.

“Before I start, let’s settle down to a safe word, alright?”

She nods.

“How about… Cherry?”

“Alright.” She says breathless, just wanting to have all of him in her.

He puts on a little strip show for her as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. Wendy bites her lips at the sight of him undressing, making her a wet mess.

He finally sets free his cock as he throws his underwear to the ground.

Wendy gulps at the size and tries not to be too obvious but Yuta notices and leaves out a satisfied smirk.

She can feel the tip of his cock teasing her entrance.

“Fuck Yuta! Just fuck me!”

“What did you just call me?”

Wendy trembles at the realization.

“Oh, You will get it baad for this!” and she forces his entry in her, making her whole body shiver and her back arch. She left out a loud scream.

“Fuck- You’re so tight princess. Just perfect for my cock”

“Fuck Senpai, fuck me!”

They were both some needy animals right now. He was slamming her with a speed that made her lose her minds. All sorts of dirty talks were slipping their mouths as he was moving faster and faster as he felt his orgasm coming. He quickly gets his cock out of Wendy so that he could cum only on her clit and belly.

After he covered her in his hot sperm, he falls next to her, holding her hand. She crawls in his arms and they both stay like this for a while, in their own filth. But they didn’t mind, it was the product of their love after all.

“I love you, Yuta. You are mine, forever. Promise me.” She says as she grabs his face.

“Forever, Son Wendy. Forever.”

He kisses his forehead and with this, they both fall asleep in an instant.

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komowah-blog · 5 years

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Your Night | Borusara Fic~

heyyy~ havent done a night’s out in a while. here ya go. pls follow me and like, and asks are open. this will be focused on sarada, next prolly somethin. this may be a short chapt. due to i cant describe sarada’s night that much, because itll be lead. so don’t get mad @ me >_< will update when part 4 comes out~ n btw this will have the most borusara i believe?

This is part III of the Nights Out series.

Click here for parts I, II, IIII.

Genre: Fluff

Rating: T+

Word count: 1,583

Character count: 8,869

I don’t have beta-reads, so please don’t get surprised if I make any mistakes. I only don’t use grammar at all on my notes. ^^

She collapsed. Boruto catches her in his arms, although in an awkward and embarrassing situation... he’d fall for her any day, but she’d catch him too. (Totally not a pun). What happened anyway..? Did she reveal her true self?... Boruto sighed and laid her on the bed. He put his finger on his lips, recalling the kiss she stole from him. He exhaled, and closed his eyes, but later opened them. He took his jacket, and slipped his shoes on.

“Sorry, Sarada, for not having permission but..”

He tilted him closer, pouting his lips together, and kissed Sarada’s forehead.He got the chills, and dusted his shoulders. He opened his window, and climbed up. He closed it from outside, smiling. He disappeared in an instant.

A few minutes later, Sarada woke up. She didn’t feel hazy, like last time. She noticed she was in a dirty, sluggish, pigsty room. She usually keeps her room neat, after all..what can a Hokage be without being clean? Boruto’s room had 2 or 3 jackets on the floor. With some burger wrappers, and cups.. She finally realized it was the blonde’s room. She got up in an instant from disgust.

She tried looking for her glasses. She hit the jackpot, and grabbed them. She put on her vision enhancers in a slow manner. It takes some time to get used to them, y’know?

She slips on her shoes, and inspecting the room to see what ever happened for her to end up here... She sees his chair in an usual spot, with some aggression marks.

“Huh?” She leans in closer to see what happened, furrowing her eyebrows. She pushes her glasses upwards, but the Uchiha just shrugs it off. She tries to hear if anyone is home, but she didn’t hear anything. After all, the only other exit was the window. A future Hokage would never dare! Therefore, she went to open the door, and making her way downstairs.

Tap.

Sarada usually never heard this type of silence in a while. Either Mitsuki or Boruto would say something to disrupt environments like this. But...Sarada actually took a liking to this. She would fond for moments like this. Even in missions, it would make her focus more. Besides the fact, she reached the exit and opened it. The bright sun would reflect it’s light to her face, although she prefers it to be dark, it wasn’t the end of the world... She closed the door behind her, and took steps to the Uzumaki gate. Opening it in a silent manner, she managed to get through it.

The Uzumaki residence really doesn’t have tight security, not even a lock, despite one of the household members being Hokage, talk about safety. Oh well, I’ll do the same when I’m Hokage then!~ She walked out and went to explore who she can find. No one really trains on free weekends... She really didn’t have anything going on..

Someone tapped her shoulder, and when Sarada went to turn around... She saw a tan-skin color with golden eyes, and orange hair.

“I’m sorry, Sarada for what I did.. Please forgive me and everyone! I promise I won’t try to do that to you again..!” the girl was on her knees, and having her hands clasped together.

“What?” Sarada looked confused. “Who are you?” Sarada was embarrased to ask, and pushed her glasses up. Pretending that she’s fine.

“Eh?! What do you mean ‘who are you?’ It’s me, Sarada! Who else?” The girl stopped kneeling to Sarada, and stood up. Dusting her self, blowing on some sand that got to her shoulders, weirdly.

“Uh...” Sarada tried to look at her to see if she remembers a jitter about her. Her eyes kept on following this random girl, and everywhere. Her pink colorful attire, or her puffy spikes of her long golden hair.

“Sarada? Are you okay?”

All that poor Uchiha wanted her to say ‘its me’ with her saying her name in it, so she can act like she knows her.

“I’m sorry.. I don’t know what you’re talking about..”

“You really don’t know, huh?” The girl’s face shaped into a sad one. Her heart was broken by the fact her closest friend forgot who she was. Sarada nodded no shortly after. “I hope you know my name at least, it’s ChouChou Akimichi..” “O-Okay.” Sarada smiled to her.

“I have an idea though..” ChouChou had a big grin shaped on her smile shortly. She grabbed the Uchiha’s hand. The Akimichi then brought Sarada to the playground.

“A playground?” Sarada furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms.

“Just wait. Everyone’s going to be here soon.”

A few 5 minutes later, everyone arrived. “Okay! So, Sarada has lost her memories, and we have to retrieve them.”

“Boruto? Are you with us?” Mitsuki pointed out, and Boruto got closer and closer to Sarada.

“Boruto?” Mitsuki exhaled deeply, and stretched his arm out to grab Boruto and bring him to the group.

“Gah! Mitsuki, why’d you do that for?”

“Just because you want to be friendly with her isn’t a problem, but listen up, she’s our friend, too.” Inojin stated, and Boruto widened his eyes and shaped his face to normal, looking to the corner of his eye.

“He told you.” Shikadai had a big grin on his face, again, putting Boruto in the spotlight.

“Whatever! Just listen.” ChouChou shouted, and everyone later followed her orders.

“Do whatever she calls you and says. It’ll work, trust me!” ChouChou smiled and had some confidence. Everyone nodded, and went in line in front of Sarada.

“Okay your name is..” Sarada questioned, with her hand on her face. “Shikadai..” He was somewhat embarrassed, but he can’t blame her. “Oh! I think..”

“I think you're the dumb one.. With Inojin as your sister!” Sarada was looking up, pushing her glasses up, too.

“Wha-” Shikadai was cut off and Sarada proposed him to act dumb and swing around saying nonsense.

Skip everything, and this is how it ends up so far. ChouChou is the one who works out a lot, and doesn’t eat chips, they’re her least favorite. Inojin was the flower boy who was like a mail-man, but with flowers. Mitsuki was just ChouChou’s boyfriend. Good thing she remembered that one.. Sumire was dressed up as a girl who sells water and Namida an ear, and Wasabi a fish. The last one to be in line, was Boruto Uzumaki.

Boruto Uzumaki..

He was hoping she would remember what happened in his room.. But she didn’t. No matter how much times he hinted at her. He stole a random flower from Inojin, and placed it in his mouth. No one noticed, luckily. He was furrowing his eyebrows at her, and somewhat blushing.

“Meoowww~ I’d be your pet anyday, ‘ttebasa~”

Sarada widened her eyes, blinking twice. She was sheepish, painted pink

“Eh?!”

“Well, go ahead, tell me what am I.” He grabbed the flowers from his mouth and grabbed her hand, placing the flowers with her. How is no one not noticing this?!

“You’re...” Sarada looked down, her eyes being hidden from those blue, ocean eyes.

“My boyfriend!” Until Sarada shouted that out, everyone’s mouths dropped. Shikadai had a mad look on his face, disappointed in Sarada for choosing a clumsy-flirt like him. She looked up at him, throwing herself at him.

“I think I’m going to throw up!” ChouChou said, with all the diet in her stomach rumbling, and after her best friend liking..

THE

CLASS

CLOWN!

She ran into a garbage can, and all you see is green vomit coming out of her. We won’t describe it anymore, for the readers. Mitsuki was smiling and giving a thumbs up to Sarada and Boruto. He ran to ChouChou though. He’d remember this as their second date, thanks to Sarada...

Sarada was hugging and cuddling Boruto and rubbing her face against his chest.

“Uh... Sarada?” Boruto was blushing crazy, you can almost see the veins of him pop up by how flustered he was.

“Yes..”

“Senpai?~” She looked up at him from his chest.

“S-S-S-S-SEnPAi?!!!!” Boruto was about to faint, and everyone around them were just shocked at Sarada. What’s going on?..

ChouChou was puking, still. Shikadai chuckled with Inojin. Sumire and team 15 was shocked, and suprised that Sarada actually found herself a man!

“Kagura would be jealous...” Sumire whispered to team 15.

Boruto stared down at her, not caring about what other people are saying about them. She kept on rubbing her face to his chest, back and fourth. “So warm!~ So cute~...”

“Kyah!!” Boruto was freaking out, crazy. If Nanadaime would find out about this.. he would just give him stuff dolls of Sarada from professionals and ramen tickets for both of them. Boruto took a step back, and causing him to trip, by how tight Sarada was hugging him. He fell on the floor, and Sarada on top of him. Shikadai and Inojin took a photo and went away. Mitsuki, ChouChou and team 15 were there still, though.

“Fufufu~” Mitsuki smiled at them and went away cuddling ChouChou. Team 15 went away with them..

Sarada scooted up to where her face looked at Boruto’s.

“S..S-Sarada... you’re so c-c-c-c-lose...!” His eyes widened, and as she got. She wrapped her finger on his jawline, and kept on following it’s outline.

“I don’t think that’s a problem, if I can stare into your eyes~”

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angel-scythe · 5 years

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I need you : Chapter 9

Hi people !

Thanks again to be there! I hope you will love it! This is a short chapter where nothing big happen and still... !!

If you want to read it on ao3, smash my door | °| or keep reading?

“I’m here since

Days”

That was the little board in front of Niles was saying. The man was sat on the couch, sorting out the mail. His phone was just near the board. He glanced toward his room as he did so often. His room and then the whole apartment. That austerity started to really bother him. He tried to keep himself busy to stay in this reality. Gavin’s reality. But sometimes, like now, it became really hard.

Everything was pushing him to retreat on himself.

When he had realized that, at the moment where Gavin took out the trash, he had turned off the TV. He didn’t want to stay in front of TV, looking all the time the same documentary. When he was doing something, he wasn’t mopping on himself the problem? He wasn’t able to get up and busy him with anything… He could only do what was within reach.

And it was few things.

When the door opened, he tried to get up but as much he could push on his arms, he felt his legs really weak and let himself fall in the couch as soon as Gavin was in the house. He didn’t saw him but that was okay. The Android came to him and took the empty bowl of soup to bring it back to the kitchen.

“Tonight, I’ll prepare you another soup, you’ll love it, I think.”

“Tonight?”

Gavin looked toward Niles.

“Don’t you think eating more than one time a day wouldn’t be a good thing?”

“I don’t know, Gavin.”

“If you eat well, you’ll have more strength and you’ll be able to do more.”

“I’ve a bad appetite…” Niles remembered.

The Android turned his head and started to make the dishes. In fact, the man appreciated the other didn’t force him. He tried a bit but he wouldn’t do it again and again until he’ll yield.

Maybe in few days, he’ll be able to eat? But not now. Even though that should give him strength.

He could see progress and yet that was already a big change for him…

He wanted to do a lot of things but he also knew he should not hurry the things. He even looked for exercise to muscle his legs and be able to walk again without Gavin help. Though he’d love to throw his arms around his neck any time.

“I’m a little robot, short and strong. Here are my handles, just turn me on. When I get all warmed up, watch me go. Sometimes fast and sometimes slow.”

That song…that soft song. He continued to whisper it, all the time. He did it when he was doing repetitive task, or when he was alone. He didn’t get the song though but still liked to hear Gavin sung it.

When the Android had finish to clean everything, he came in the living room and stretched himself. He still had his random uniform with white jacket and blue lighting. He came next to Niles.

“How is the mail?”

“Sort out.”

“Nice.”

Niles took his phone.

“Do you want to help me?”

“For what?”

“I’d like to bright this apartment. There is… nothing there…”

“Yay! That would be fun! First, you need a Hang in there cat poster.”

“Okay.” Niles gave him the phone. “Choose it.”

“Why?”

“You’re living there too so I think it will be nice if you decorate with me. And I’ve poor taste,” he added with a face.

“Do you think I’ve better taste?” he laughed.

“Yeah? You thought about the poster.”

Gavin nodded but for him, it was a joke.

“You don’t think about a thing? In movie you like for example? People you like?”

Nines thought about that. He couldn’t remember his mother decorating, in fact. Even in his childhood house it wasn’t really bright. The only thing a bit odd he could remember, it was the lot of flowers everywhere. She could take care of them for hours.

“I know what I want.”

“Yay?”

“Let’s take a pic’.”

“Of us?”

Niles nodded. He could upload the photo on one of his tablet and he’ll keep it activate to have the picture. He also could use another for one with him and Connor. Or use a program for the images to switch?

Gavin smiled. “You see, you’ve wonderful idea. I like that. I don’t often take a pic’ with someone but there, I’m really excited.”

“So… it happened?”

The Android glanced to him and shrugged, letting out a little ‘yay’.

“Let’s take that pic’. What do you want? We look like bitch? We’re silly? We’re serious? We’re cop! … No, not cop. Cop sucks. We can be cute also. You’re cute.” He tilted his head with a smile. “And sexy.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“Thanks!”

“Let’s take a pic’ that look like us. That’s what I’d like.”

“Then you must pass your arms around my neck!”

Niles pressed himself against him and passed an arm around his shoulders. Gavin hugged him back and when he started to take the pics, they were looking each other because… what looking else?

Gavin stretched as the Human was looking furniture on his telephone. Except the poster and the photo, he hadn’t choice anything. He really wasn’t good at that. Each time, he asked to the Android his advices. But he couldn’t decide. Each time he looked all those things, that seemed useless for him, too bright? Too big? Too ridicule? And when he asked to Gavin his advice… He loved everything. More it was useless, bright, big and ridicule, more he loved. He seemed to think it was the point to decorating.

But he couldn’t. He needed something useful.

And he felt so stupid because he needed so much to have something useful when it wasn’t the point. For example, he even never had a coverlet.

“I can’t do that,” he finally gave up.

“Hang in there!” Gavin said, pushing him at the temple.

“Hm… Maybe.”

“Let’s try from somewhere else. What do you need?”

“I need…”

Niles groaned. He had everything he needed, of course. When he needed something, he bought it and there we are.

“Where did you live when you were cop?” he asked. “What did you have there?”

Gavin looked away and took the skirts of his hoodie to tug it.

Damn. He had made a mistake.

Once again.

“I lived at the Precinct. With the others Androids. We were supposed to be in Standby and used when they needed us…”

“But you…”

“I quickly stopped to go in Standby. But… I wasn’t a Deviant yet.”

Niles nodded. In fact, he didn’t know well the Androids. He had few cases but due to his mother’s relation with them, and Elijah Kamski, he didn’t really know what he should know about them. The most he knew, it was because of case he had with Connor.

That wasn’t much.

Gavin probably knew better than him if he was Deviant yet or not. Thought he’d said he was surely already since he stopped to do what he must do…

“Still, there was nothing there.”

“Then, you should definitely help me.”

“You only ask that because you don’t know what to do!”

“Just a bit.”

Gavin smiled to him. “You can’t fool me!” He bent over him and looked the phone.

Niles was looking for colorful pencil. Why not? It was a start.

“Hm… What room do you want change the most?” the Android asked.

The Human frowned. It was hard. Each room needed to be changed if you think about brightening everything. But he needed to do something important. He needed to change because he wanted to be able to face this world again. He felt so many strange things now. A second he felt he could do the difference, got up and just start to live again and the last one, everything was crumbling in the floor.

It was like trying to do a beautiful drawing with domino in the middle of the storm.

He couldn’t even figure out what drawing he wanted to do since the wind was so powerful.

Gavin stared him patiently, glancing sometime toward the window where you could see the snow. He even looked him as he was pushing back that hoodie. He wanted to rise and turn around the sofa to kiss that LED which never stopped changing its color. In a way, you could think this GV200 was weak but for Niles who never showed emotion because it was bad, that looked so powerful.

Sometimes, he was jealous of his brother because he had so much joy in his live. Each time he thought about him, there was a mix of powerful joy and awful sadness because he didn’t get why they were twin, raised in the same way and still…

“Can you sleep?”

“No. Only went to standby.”

“So you find no interest at sleeping?”

“It’s strange to explain. I can if I want and sometime, I even can… dream? I think?” He shrugged. “Never analyzed that.”

“What are you doing when I’m sleeping?”

Gavin shrugged. “Stuff.” He watched him. “What are you trying to ask?”

Niles sighed and looked his phone. In fact, the Android’s chin was almost on his shoulder and he could feel his warm. That pushed his heart to beat way faster.

“Don’t look at me like that, Niles Stern. I was a great Detective, you know. Dare to ask.”

“Will you say ‘yes’?” Niles said.

“It’s not the question I expected,” Gavin smiled.

“But if you say no…”

“You’re a tiny asshole.” Gavin looked him from toe to head. “You’re a big asshole! Even depress like you’re, you seem to be really skilled to have what you want? Seeing you in an interrogation room was probably really hot.”

“Never watched me doing that,” Niles replied. He sighed and his thumb pressed the screen, now black, of his phone. “Will you be okay… to sleep with me?”

“Yes.”

“Then…” Niles glanced toward his bedroom.

He never had needed a double bed, only a bed for him and nothing else. Yes, he had already brought partner there but he never intended to share the night with them as long as they had receive enough pleasure.

One time, Connor had been there and taunted him a bit because he wanted to sleep with him but except that, he really never had needed a bed for two.

Though he wasn’t sure he really needed one now. Being on Gavin was so good…

The GV200 was waiting for him to talk so he finished.

“We need to have a new bed.”

“Yeah! That’s the spirit! Take the most useless and ridicule one!”

Niles winced a bit. “Do you want? Maybe we could have something useful?”

“But not common. We will have a bedspread really zany.”

“Okay.”

Niles activated his phone and started to look. Gavin didn’t miss he wanted a coverlet with cat and he saw a lot very nice. This one with a bunch of cat, the other black with a white cat, this one with a big kitten. Or this one with “my place, cat’s place” with the cat’s place so big. What about the grumpy cat? The cat doing a fuck? So much! He could have chosen them all. And then, Niles found the ‘perfect one’, ‘really nice and zany’.

A white one with an effect like you had a cat sleeping in the edge of the cover.

“This one!”

“Damn you’re so cute,” Gavin said before kissing his cheek.

“You like it?” Niles asked.

“Yay! And for the bed?”

The man put this bedspread in the basket, knowing he’ll need some blankets and cover and maybe more pillow but first looked after a bed. He felt bold! Gavin was there and he was looking and he thought the quilt he had chosen was zany! He was doing well and he felt a bit of excitation. He couldn’t wait to try that and to send a pic to Connor. He will be so impress!

For the bed, he searched a lot.

He saw Gavin looking excited when they found a hamburger bed but he really couldn’t buy that. And that wouldn’t be cute with the bedspread! They find bed with soft curtains around and he liked that but it didn’t seem crazy enough. However, if he didn’t find a thing, that will be that.

They passed by high-tech and strange bed, even kid-bed like with the mattress in big boat or other strangeness like that.

It was hard because sometimes, it seemed like Gavin was really up for one but he couldn’t. Or it was way too expensive. For example, they both liked the one surrounded by woods but it was ten thousand dollars! Niles didn’t understand of that could work.

Some were funny thought. They laughed at the chocolate-bed and Gavin was really hyped by the big cat though that looked more like a joke than a bed. They found out a bed in a skull and Niles was a bit pleased but he could never sleep in that because it didn’t look comfy at all.

And there, he found something perfect!

“This one. What do you think about this one?”

It was an elevated bed but under it, there was a cupboard, some drawer and bookshelves.

Niles turned his head toward since Gavin hadn’t say a thing.

“It’s not good?”

Gavin bent on him and kissed him tenderly. “It’s perfect,” he said.

“You looked disappointed,” the man said, frowning.

Though, he had a tiny-tiny smile because of the kiss. It was just a peck, something quick but honestly? It was perfect and full of love.

“Absolutely not.” In fact, he was disappointed by himself.

That level of zany was sweet and perfect for Niles.

“Do you think you need something else for your room?”

“Blankets, pillows… What do you think else?”

Gavin shook his head.

“We don’t need to hurry up. This will be already awesome.”

“Okay,” Niles replied.

The GV200 watched him as he was looking for the materials they needed. Instead of white, maroon, black, grey, the Human went for color a bit brightly. He liked the blue-grey since few days and the light blue so he chose those tones.

“I’m really proud of you,” Gavin said softly to him.

And Niles’ heart shivered because… guess what? Except Connor, nobody never said that to him…

#it's on ao3 #gavin900 #reed900 #fanfiction #dbh #detroit become human #gavin reed #reverse au #Nines #RK900 #depression #hard themes

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dainty-white-rose · 3 years

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i havent been on this account since i was in 6th grade. ive come a long way since then. i am now in 10th grade and i recenctly relapsed into my old ed. but this time its worse. i am now suffering with bulimia. i also relapsed in october 2020 with self harm. during the time i made this account i was suffering with really really bad depression. i was suffering up until 9th grade. i turned to substance abuse to help me escape my depression. it was helping me so much during that time. i wasnt depressed all the time anymore and all my axiety/social anxiety went away and most importantly i loved my body and my ed went away. it was all fun and shit until i became dependant on drugs to make me feel happy. i have been smoking and vaping for a little over a year now. i would get so high out of my mind that i couldnt even stay concious. i knew my problem was getting out of hand but i couldnt stop it no matter how i tried. whenever i couldnt get high to escape my depression i would find other ways to get high. i tried dxm for the first time in early novemeber. i loved it and i also loved the fact that it was over the counter. i was doing research about it and i found this website that had the different plataues of using dxm. i wanted to get to the third plataue. the third plataue was between 400-600 mg. it said that it had similar experiences to ketamine and smoking pcp. i was excited to find out what the third plataue felt like. i bought 3 bottles of dxm. 15 pills in each and each pill was 15mg. i took 2 whole bottles and 3 from the third one. i think i took like 560 mg. i was on ft with my bf during the time i was overdosing. let me tell you od is not fun at all. my pupils were dialted to the point where i couldnt see anything my vision was super fucking blurry. i also kept throwing up and blacking out. i was playing among us with him and his friends and it literally took me 10 minutes to type in the code and even when i did get into the game i kept blacking out during it. my bf was obviously getting really worried about me so he told me to text my sister. (btw a little bit of this is from my memory because i do remember a little bit about what happened that night but most of it is from my bf or my sister). i texted my sister and i was texting her random letters trying to type something out idk what maybe help but i couldnt see shit at all and kept blacking out during that too. my sister went to go check on me and i woke up with her next to me telling me it will be okay and that im just having a bad trip. i kept asking my sister did i throw up over and over again because i kept forgetting and blacking out. i couldnt stop throwing up so my sister helped me walk to the bathroom and i literally couldnt walk at all. my sister got me to the bathroom and got me some water. i remember that i was crying while hugging my sister saying i dont wanna die over and over again and saying am i gonna die. my sister was calming me down and i still couldnt see shit at all. my mom came home and she went to my mom and told her what happened. i was laying on the bathroom floor blacking out over and over again. i woke up with paramedics over me. when i was in the ambulance they gave me an iv and i stopped blacking out at that point. the day before i had cut myself pretty badly and i was wearing a short sleve shirt so they obviously were very conserned about that. i had to talk to pysch and shit. i went to a mental hospital and it was a good experience to reflect and work on myself. i met many friends there and i would go back to that place when i really need the help again. i left early because i got covid there and i spent 2 weeks in the hospital and then i went home. i was gone from home a few days away from a month. theres this program i am doing for drug addicts like me and depression. but when i was in the hospital with covid something happened. i started to skip meals because i was sleeping and then i just kept skipping breakfast one day and then luch another day. when i came home it stayed like this. i was skipping meals because i liked feeling hungry and not full. i started with 2 meals a day to now not even one. i didnt go over 200 cals today. im getting help kind of for it. in my program i have a nutirionist who helps me and i get weighed everyweek. i never thought that i would ever relapse into my ed and hate my body again. im trying to get better but i keep getting worse. i try to eat more but i feel guilty and fat so i throw it up. it makes me sad that i destoryed all that progress with over coming my ed. today my depression and ed continue to get worse and ill prolly update on how im doing. my bf is currently working on finding himself and he told me to do the same so thats what ill be working on for a while till i overcome my ed and depression again. also i relapsed into cutting when i came home and i also relapsed into vaping again. its so hard to stay away from the things i only knew that took my pain away. i miss smoking weed everyday and when im not getting drug tested anymore im gonna turn back to it i know i will. but instead of being dependant on it i want to do it for fun and to have a good time instead of using it as a way to stop feeling depressed. i cant wait for things to get easier i hope they will because i hate crying everyday wishing i was dead

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teenwolimagines · 7 years

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So you and Derek, no matter how much you would have liked to, couldn’t just say you were dating now and live happily ever after.

No, you had to talk about things like what all does “dating” mean for the two of you. Like what counts as cheating, does this mean Derek would be moving back in, and the most important.

What are you doing for your first date?

First you thought a simple dinner and movie, but Derek said it was too cliche for his taste. He suggest a date in the park, maybe a little picnic, but you were more of an indoors-y type.

“How about a cooking date?” you had said.

Derek’s whole face lit up at the idea and he immediately agreed, it only made since to have it here.

Your house had been considered home to him for years, plus here it was just you two. No waitress at a restaurant, or random park visitors, just you two in your natural habitat.

So today was the day of the date and you were currently making a mess of your room trying to decide what to wear.

Should you dress down as in sweats, which Derek basically always sees you in, or casual jeans (another thing you often wore around Derek) or maybe a little more effort and go for a cute little dress?

You had never worn a dress around Derek before, other than like Easter when you were kids and his mom made you for the sake of photos. Even then you changed back into jeans after pictures were taken.

On one hand this date was all about comfort, sweats are the ultimate comfort, but its also very lazy and sloppy looking. Jeans show some effort but not enough for a date, then a dress is a special thing. But what if it’s too much effort?

Finally you decide to put on your big girl pants and just throw on the dress, if it was too much you could just change.

You pick the most simple dress you own, its light pink with a red rose pattern and you put on some white flats. You looked in the mirror and you are absolutely sure this was the best choice, it showed effort but not too much.

Now it was time to debate rather or not you’re gonna wear make up or not. You never wear the stuff, what with how busy you always are.The only make up you actually owned was a basic tube of red lipstick and some matching eye shadow.

You look back up at the mirror and decide that you looked great without make-up, so you declare yourself ready.

You hear Derek knock on the door and you head downstairs to let him in.

You opened the door and reveal Derek with arms full of plastic grocery bags and even holding one in his mouth.

‘Ish gaah ge schaah.’ (I got the stuff) he said as he walked in and headed to the kitchen.

‘Making two trips won’t kill you Derek.’ you said as you followed.

Derek put all the bags on the table and stood up straight.

‘Two trips is for the weak.’ he said as he turned to face you.

He finally looked at you and took in what you had on, and you also took in his white button up, black jeans and boots.

‘Wow, you uh you look great (Y/N).’ Derek said as he gave you a hug.

‘Thanks, so do you.’ you said as you hugged him back.

You pulled back and smiled, it had been SO long since you had been in a relationship it felt so nice to just say you were dating again.

‘So did you get everything we need?’ you asked.

‘Yeah I think so.’ Derek said as he turned towards all the bags.

For this date you two were going to be cooking and eating dinner, spaghetti, home made cheesy bread, a ceaser salad and your famous banana split pie.

You go through the bags and confirmed he got everything you needed for the meal.

‘OK, now all we need is some aprons.’ you smiled as you pulled out the two aprons Melissa got for you in the secret santa.

You hold up one apron with the image of a woman’s naked torso, and another with a naked man torso.

‘I am not putting that on.’ he laughed as he pointed at the male apron.

‘Fine wear this one.’ you smiled as you put the woman’s apron around his neck.

‘And I will wear this one.’ you giggled as you put on the man’s apron.

You tied each other aprons and spend the text five minutes making silly poses and jokes.

‘Come on you foxy lady, lets get started.’getting to

You both wash your hands before you assign the task of getting the noodles ready for the spaghetti while you started getting the ground beef ready for the sauce.

It all felt so domestic, like it had been all those years ago. You couldn’t image making dinner with anyone but Derek.

While the noodles and sauce cooked you were spreading the cheese over the bread while Derek washed the lettuce for the salad. After that was done and the spaghetti was ready, bread cooked and salad made you started on the pie.

The base for the pie was actually not ice cream, but cream cheese and crushed pineapple. You put it in the graham cracker pan and put it in the fridge to cool, you and Derek would add the topping after dinner.

You and Derek sat the table and sat down to eat the meal you had cooked.

‘So what’s been going on? As your girlfriend I demand you keep me updated, none of that one call a week crap anymore.’ you said pointing at him with your fork.

‘Alright alright, daily phone calls, I can do that. If you can promise you’ll get at least six hours of sleep every night.’ Derek bargained.

‘Five.’ you tried.

‘Seven.’

‘Fine.’ you said before he could up your required hours of sleep.

‘And as far as what’s going on it’s actually something I wanted to ask your opinion on something.’ he said after finishing his spaghetti.

‘Sure.’ you said as you handed him the large bowl of spaghetti.

‘I was thinking of growing a pack, with troubled teens.’ he said as he sat down his fork.

‘Like a werewolf upgrade that doubles as a mentor group? Maybe, but it can’t be a large group of teens running around all wolfed out and out of control. Draws too much attention, you could have what...two maybe three if you can train them fast.’ you answered thoughtfully.

‘Now I just have to find the lucky three.’ he said as he continued eating.

‘Well I know of at least two kids who I think really need your help, Erica Reyes and Isaac Lahey. They need actual help Derek and no matter what me or the other nurses say no one seems interested in helping them.’ you said as you finished your plate and pushed it aside.

‘What’s going on?’ Derek asked.

‘Erica has epilepsy, seizures almost three times a week, her family is affording her medicines but they wont be able to get her next refill since her dad got cut off. She won’t make it two days without her meds.’ you said.

‘And Isaac?’

‘His father beats him.’ you sad sourly.

‘That boy is as sweet as candy and his drunk of a father...his mother died, all he has is his dad. No matter how many times I have patched him up he wont go to authorities, and if he won’t say anything they cant do anything. That boy’s gonna get himself killed if someone doesn’t reach out.’ you said.

‘I’ll look into them, now onto dessert.’ Derek said as he stood up.

You followed suit and headed into the kitchen and you two both begin decorating the pie.

And just like always you both ended up having an epic fight, eating the pie with no fucking toppings sitting on the floor, and your kitchen being a mess.

‘I wish I didn’t wear white.’ Derek said looking at his chocolate syrup covered shirt.

‘I wish I hadn’t just cleaned this kitchen.’ you smiled as you leaned against him.

‘Wanna know what I really wish?’ he asked as he turned toward you.

‘What?’

‘That you’d let me kiss you again.’ he said as he looked at your lips.

‘I can make that happen if you let help me clean up.’ you blush as you lean up and give him a quick peck on the lips.

Well you meant for it to be peck, but before you knew it you and Derek were laid back on your dirty kitchen floor making out like teenagers.

#teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #teen derek series

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katbird787 · 7 years

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At Last (part 10)

Bucky x Reader

Word count: ~1600

A/n: It’s been so long, writers block has gotten the best of me so here’s hoping that posting this will give me the push needed to continue

Summary: Reader was captured and experimented on by HYDRA, until rescued by the Avengers

Warnings: Vague mentions of torture.

Part 9

No! Stop!

I curl into myself, sobbing. Begging.

I don’t know what you want!

Please!

I don’t know!

Shooting up in bed, gasping, breaths coming short.

Only then I notice James crouched by my bed, one hand on my leg, the other now held up peacefully.

Bucky’s POV

God, she looks so vulnerable.

Hair stuck to her skin. Eyes wide. Breaths coming in gasps.

Rubbing her leg soothingly, I try to assure her that she is safe, but she scoots herself up in bed, so far that I’m worried she will fall off the other side, trying to curl in on herself.

I know that’s the last thing that she should do, so I keep a solid, steady, pressure on her leg. Trying to divert her attention away from her traitorous mind, keeping her grounded in the present. Eventually she darts her eyes to mine, and I smile, trying to make it reach my eyes. Assuring her that she is safe.

She swallows, brows furrowed, eyes finally focusing on mine.

I see a glint of recognition; taking that as a sign, I continue to rub random patterns on her leg.

Ever so slowly I see her lose the haunted look in her eyes as she returns to the present, and with one last shuddering gasp, her breathing evens out. She gently relaxes under my touch, and I cant help the swell of pride that blooms in my chest that I’m the one helping. For once.

Y/n POV

Swimming slowly back to the present, I register James’ hand on my leg. Thankfully grounding me, providing more comfort that he knows. As I regulate my breathing, I hear him speak, but am unable to hear exactly what he says. Too focused on lessening the roar of blood in my ears.

Eventually I calm my heart and my mind, and can pay attention to what he is saying.

“What do you need?” he asks earnestly.

I give a meek shrug of my shoulders as I slide back down in bed; facing him, but trying to ignore him all the same.

His hand reaches out to me, I try to suppress the flinch (poorly) But he just brushes the hair off of my face and stands to leave.

Instinctually, my hand darts out to grasp his wrist, preventing him from leaving. I shoot him a pleading look, begging him to read my mind: Please stay.

Bucky’s POV

The look that she gives me cuts me to the core. Of course I’ll stay. But how? Do I presume to get under the covers, or just lie on top? Or does she want me to sleep on the couch?

As these thoughts race through my mind, I vaguely feel myself nodding “OK”

At my response, I can see the relief wash through her body, as she scoots over and pulls down the blankets; inviting me in. I kick off my house shoes, and gingerly climb into bed. As we settle in, I can see the second thoughts cloud her eyes.

Clearing my throat “I can go; you won’t hurt my feelings.”

She’s quick to shake her head, so I take a chance, and tuck hair behind her ear and slowly bring my hand to her smaller one. Lacing my fingers through hers.

Y/N POV

What the hell are you thinking Y/n? You have only known him like 36 hours. Granted he saved your life, and has made me feel some semblance of safety. But still.

Yet here we are.

Holding hands. My left. His right.

His thumb gently brushes the back of my knuckles; he gives a small smile, and closes his eyes in an attempt to sleep.

I take in his appearance. Hair messy with sleep, dark circles under his eyes, hinting that he was already awake when he heard my screams. Scruff litters his cheek, and I fight the urge to bring my hand up to feel it. Plump lips parted, breathing deeply.

It’s unusual for me to fall back asleep after a nightmare, but with the nearness of another, and the heat radiating off of James, I slowly succumb to a dreamless sleep.=

Waking up, I roll over to an empty bed. Not surprising, when I glance at the clock. Nearly 9 A.M. Unused to sleeping so late, I am a little disoriented when I first get out of bed. Heading up to the kitchen, I find it mostly empty. Clint seems to be struggling, as I am, to open his eyes. A large cup of coffee in front of him. He mumbles a sleepy greeting as I pour myself an equally large cup and pull the newspaper toward me. As I slowly wake up, I peruse the paper in hopes of learning what I missed.

I missed a lot.

Too much.

Shoving the paper away, I stand and walk out of the kitchen, shoulders slumped.

Explore.

That should prove a diversion.

Entering the elevator I press the number for the lab, and sip on my coffee as it descends to the designated floor. The doors slide open, and I am met with sounds of machinery clanking, and a heated discussion. Slowly making my way to the voices, I peer around the threshold and see Tony talking animatedly, apparently trying to convince Bruce of the merit of his idea. Bruce looked less than certain of his claims.

“We know you’re there, Y/n” Tony says in the middle of his speech, resuming his previous argument, as if he never addressed me at all. Blushing, I stepped forward into the lab and parked myself in a seat opposite the men.

“I just don’t know, Tony.” Bruce sighed, as he pushed his glasses up and rubbed his eyes. Taking one more look at the schematic, he mumbled to himself and walks off to another station.

Tony spares me a glance over the computer monitor; hazel eyes meeting mine. Appraising. Thinking.

They flash back to the screen and continue with his work. “Do you want to know what we’re working on?” He asks.

Nearly choking on my coffee at being addressed, I spluttered. Real smooth. Meeting his eyes again, I nodded minutely, and that was enough encouragement for him to go into a tangent about polarities and the magnetic properties of a part of his suit. While most of it flew over my head, I was grateful that someone wasn’t treating me with kid gloves. He eventually trailed off, caught back up in his research to be bothered by company, and I took that as my cue to leave. As I reach the door, I glance back and see both men looking at me. I toss them a small wave and a half smile, as I walk out. Hearing their conversation get heated again, as soon as I am out of the room.

In the elevator, I press the floor for the gym, figuring some of them would be training since it is still morning. Stepping out on into the gym, I see several members of the team are there. Nat is sparring with Sam, bringing him to the mat with a wicked thigh move. Damn, I need to learn how to do that. Sam stands up with a disgruntled comment, something about how if he had wings it would have been different. Wanda is in the corner, swirls of red mist surrounding her, as she intermittently wraps different members in a type of shield. Giggling to herself when their opponent’s attack is foiled. She senses my presence, and gives me a small wave. Never once breaking the concentration on her powers.

My eyes finally land on Steve and James, who are sparring, as well. Powers to be reckoned with. When an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. I sit on the sidelines with my still mostly full, if somewhat cool, coffee, and observe.

After 20 or so minutes, everyone decided to call it, and they walked to edge of the gym where I was sitting. They all offer me quiet greetings, which I return with small, but genuine smiles. As they file out of the gym to get cleaned and changed for the day, I decide to head to the common room, despite the strong desire to sequester myself in my room for the rest of the day. Settling into a corner of one of the sofas, I turn on the TV and find a cooking show. I hear the elevator arrive, and unconsciously tense, immediately realizing that I’m safe, and attempt to relax. I’m desperately curious to know who it is, but force myself to keep my eyes on the television. The new arrival rummages around the kitchen before heading toward the living area. As he walks around the couch and sees me curled into the corner, he stops and takes a second glance, before he settles in beside me. Sparing a glance, I see James looking at me, so I shoot him a smile, which he returns, and turns back to the TV, but not before offering to share his snack with me.

The rest of the team filters in and I spend an enjoyable day listening to the debates and good-natured bickering of the others about what to watch and what to eat.

As the day comes to a close, I try to slip out, but all of the team seems to notice and bid me good night. Blushing I give them a wave and head to my room. Once there I change clothes and throw in load of laundry, before settling into bed to watch more TV.

Thinking back over my second full day at the tower. It was…unexpectedly enjoyable. Contentment radiates out of me, as my eyes slip shut.

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What an Introvert does at home🥞, 03.05.20🌻

So after procrastinating for a long time I’m finally back at writing my blog😅! So ever since circuit breaker was announced, me and my family have been staying home and doing our work, my parents are working from home, I’m studying from home, and my brother who’s currently in the army is working out from home. So I’ve also been exercising because I’m motivated to get more fit and toned, and its been going along quite well. I’ve been doing an hour of stretching and yoga everyday and i feel more relaxed and flexible each day, i can even touch the floor when i bend down now! CB gave me a lot of time to mentally de-stress, and i think its so important to mentally unwind yourself for some time and for me, going to school mentally stresses me because I’m kinda a loner and don’t hang around people, so school really takes a toll on me😣. But I’ve been coping really well at home, i mean being able to stay home, do my stuff alone, study alone at peace with no disruptions and being in isolation is exactly my cup of tea, so here’s what I’ve been up to:

So I’ve been painting a lot. Like on one day i painted for 7 hours straight that’s insane. I’m not an art student, but 7 hours painting just sounds like so long to me that by the end of it i was so tired😴. I painted 2 Ghibli scenes because i am obsessed with Ghibli films💚💚. I painted a scene from The Wind Rises and Spirited Away, the two really iconic scenes i always see on pinterest. I also painted random aesthetic pictures like a random aesthetic pink-blue sky i googled and a failed sunflower field which my mom says, looks like a zombie apocalypse😂. And then i had a sudden thought, haha wouldn’t it be cool if i painted a scene from one of the IkeSeries games... oH👀. Ye so that’s what happened. I even kept random wooden boxes my dad had from his alcohol collection and re painted it to look aesthetic and display in my room. Why did i paint all these you might ask, well i always see aesthetic room pictures on pinterest and youtube and it’s somewhat a trend right now to stick aesthetic pictures on your wall. So i thought that was cute and i also wanted to stick aesthetic pictures on my wall, but i thought it would be cuter and more meaningful to my room if i painted them myself.

So i went on this whole crazy fiasco where i wanted to re decorate my room and i ordered a pink sailor moon tapestry, a insane amount of fake flowers, kept beer bottles that my dad was gonna throw away, i ordered a load of stuff because i wanted to re decorate my room, and also fiLm it because i thought it would be cool. Idk what i was thinking but hey its circuit breaker and i have time why not. I’m not even sure if i’m gonna film and post it because I’m too shy to put my face on youtube and I’m purely doing it as like a video diary for me because it seems fun. But i don’t wanna keep it private like i wanna actually post it because it seems cool, but what if people recognize me?? What if i embarrass myself because I’m awkward?? This seems like a terrible idea but let’s see what happens:>

Also i had this random thought one morning at 3am. I was thinking how excited i am to grow up and move out and be independent and responsible for myself. Like i cant wait to have my own job, manage my own house and my lifestyle. All that seems so cool to me and i was thinking of journalling it down in my book. Okay so here’s ideally how i would like my future to be. I will be working as a vet at a Veterinary Hospital in any country i don’t mind i just really wanna be a vet. I will like in a 2 room apartment, decorated to my aesthetic of course. I will meal prep a week in advanced so that i don’t have to be to busy everyday to cook. I’ll spend my time thrifting and exploring the area I’m in and living a simple life. Also, i will adopt a pet. I currently cant have a pet because my father’s allergic to animals so that’s a shame for me, but i will have a pet, he or she will be my best friend and i will go everywhere with him or her. i will also continue maintaining my healthy lifestyle, working out eating healthy and stuff, and that will be the life i aspire to live. Its not a very lavish life, but i wanna be somewhere i can mentally heal and relax and not be so bothered and affected by city life.

I’ve thought about the countries i wanna live in so here are the candidates. 1. Japan. So japan holds my interest, like i love Japanese culture, i find the way of life when i visited then really relaxing and and i find their teachings and way of life really suited for me. But the society there isn’t that good as I’ve heard, so I’m quite skeptical about moving there, since Japanese language and customs are quite hard to pick up too. 2. Australia. Australia has many universities and programmes for vet studies and it seems like a really nice urban place to stay in. But, the weather is really really hot there, like I’m used to hot weather, but i heard Australia is even hotter. Also, I’m not very sure what an Australian way of life is or their customs. it’s all so foreign to me and I’m kinda apprehensive about it. 3. America. So i didn’t think much about this, I’m just basing it off the idea that i want somewhere where i can explore, have thrift stores and be alone. But there are many MANY complications i foresee. So firstly, there are many people not really asian-friendly, like there are a lot, but there’s just that bunch and I’m not sure how i can see myself overcoming or ignoring it. secondly, their way of life and traditions is really different. like they're more outgoing and bold, whereas I’m really introverted and conservative, so that might cause some problems. And like life there seems really bold and like kinda risky for me, like i don’t think I’m mentally prepared to live there, at least not now. but i see many amazing and cool things happening in america which i really wanna experience so that’s a factor that’s really pulling me in.

i hope everyone is doing fine in this period of time. its really hard for everyone and i think its important to take the time you have at home to unwind and relax and take this as an opportunity to distance yourself from your work or studies stress and burdens, i hope my entry today take your mind off something and it provides some form of entertainment to you. Hope you all stay well and thank you for reading!

Cheers~🌸🌸

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