#(then i went to bed and finished it this morning)

[m0nsterqzzz]

word count: 1.9k

- Shorty - 

Clarisse la rue x fem!short!aphrodite!reader

Based on this request!!

summary: when past insecurities of your height come rising back up due to a pack of stupid kids, your girlfriend is there to pick up the pieces.

warnings: small scene of bullying, name calling (just a ton of bullying about being short), kinda oc clarisse i think idk. Kinda shitty cuz i have insane writers blockkkkkkk i honestly may re-write it soon cuz i kinda hate this. just my writing. the request is so cute thoughhhhh. kinda less of protective clarisse and more of soft clar im sorrrryyyyy. yeah i think ima re-write. sorry im ranting.

a/n: okayyyyy this took way to long. Im so sorry dear @cosmopretty!! I broke up with my bf of three years, a ton of stuff happened, but im finally back!! Thank you for requesting and im actually so sorry it took so long! <3

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Being short in a world where height mattered was always an uphill battle for you. Literally. When was the last time you heard a Greek myth about a hero who was short and didn’t get stepped on by the monster they were trying to fight?

The second part didn’t affect you too much though. Not until you were a bit older. When you were just a kid, it was easier, as the only struggle you had was weird delusions of hidouses monsters nobody else could see and bullies that targeted your height.

When a satyr had shown up when you were young and told you that you were in great danger and had to come with him, you’d honestly thought about pulling the fire alarm so that you didn’t get kidnapped. One of the winged beasts only you see crashed through a window and launched at you though, so you’d reluctantly went with him.

That’s how you found yourself at camp half blood, where things like height didn’t matter as much to kids that were a satyrs hoove close to death at any given moment. You’d met kids like you, ones that made you feel less insecure about your height by the way they could easily take down the older kids in sword fights by using their height to their advantage. Then, you met Clarisse.

You’d honestly thought she would bully you, as she had a rep around here for doing that to anyone who dared look at her for too long, but she had seemed to take a liking to you.

She’d only flirted with you at any given chance, and then time flew by, and suddenly you were taking her out on a date after begging Chiron to let you guys go see a movie. You’d never left her side after that, and she never wanted you too.

“Baby.” Clarisse mumbles, keeping her grip on your waist tight when you try to get out of her bed. You’d been cuddling all morning despite her needing to go to training and finish the chores she didn’t do yesterday along with the ones she needs to do today, but she just doesn’t seem to be ready to get up.

You chuckle softly, brushing some hair out of her face which makes her smile a bit. She knows you have to get up and go back to your cabin, though her eyes never fail to make you agree to five more minutes of cuddle time.

So you lay back down, enjoying the peace of her cabin that never really comes unless her siblings are out like they are right now.

After a few minutes you get up despite her many complaints, throwing on her hoodie and brushing your hair in a mirror. Being an aphrodite kid, your looks are important to you, and you’d rather not go outside with bed hair.

Clarisse comes up behind you, chin resting on the top of your head and arms wrapped around your torso. “Hey shorty.” You giggle, leaning back into her before pushing her away when she begins to poke at your side in an attempt to annoy you. She loves your height, never missing a chance to remind you that she’s taller by using your head as a resting point, or towering over you when you talk to her. It makes her smile and it amuses you, so you let it happen.

The fact that it erases your insecurities, even if for just a few minutes, is just a bonus.

Finally you leave her cabin, rushing off to your own and quickly greeting your siblings before you begin getting ready, a permanent blush on your face with the memory of your girlfriend.

After getting ready and packing your bag, you leave your cabin, nodding towards Clarisse in greeting across the green. Today is Friday, which means capture the flag, which means Clarisse’s favorite day. She enjoys these blood fests, and though you do too, nobody- including you- is as crazy and rough about it as your girlfriend.

You and your siblings sit at your table in the dinner hall until Chiron calls out for your cabin, and though you all push eachother out of the way, you end up second to last in the line to get food. You sigh, rolling your eyes at the way Silena sticks her tongue out at you with a smug smile before you lean on the wall and wait for your turn.

Once you’ve got your food, you walk back to your table, though you accidentally run into one of the older kids named Jackson. You try to apologize, but he cuts you off. “Watch where you're walking, hobbit.” You have to admit it makes you a bit upset, but you’ve heard worse, so you just mumble your apology and stumble off.

“Hey shorty! I’m talking to you!” He calls out, followed by some more people giggling as they step up behind you. It sounds gross when they say it, as you're more used to Clarisse calling you that. It doesn’t make you feel warm and flustered when they say it. It just makes you feel small.

You turn around to look at them with a frown of confusion, but it just turns into a plain old frown when you see the way he’s looking at you. The same way all your old bullies would look at you.

Where is Clarisse?

Her cabin still isn’t here, so you're left to just look at him with a scowl. He sees it, and his smug smile only grows.

“Something you wanna say elf? I think Santa needs you back at the factory now.” All his friends laugh, but it’s the worst insult ever, so you just tighten your grip on your tray and glare at him.

“I think you gotta go get back to the kid’s table before Chiron see’s you.” You don’t know why, as that insults as dumb as the others, but it strikes some type of nerve in you and tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. It only eggs on Jackson, because he begins high fives his girlfriend Ashley and tells you to go cry about it like a baby.

“Nobody needs a short hero. You’ll be dead before your little girlfriend can save you.”

You basically cower off to your table, head hung low in shame and picking at your food. Your siblings look worried, especially when their attempts for conversation go completely ignored.

Is Jackson right? Is being short completely a disadvantage?

That night, all though your siblings drag you out of bed for a campfire, one set to celebrate another one of your girlfriends wins in capture the flag, you mostly keep to yourself. You sit on one of the logs, watching with sad eyes as everyone else dances around and cheers for Clarisse.

She's only focused on you though. She watches from across the fire as you wipe away tears, a frown stitched onto her face despite the praise coming from her friends and siblings.

Why are you crying?

Clarisse gets up, ignoring her siblings as she walks over to you and kneels down behind you, resting her chin on your head and her arms securely around your waist. You just squirm out of her grip, and she might even say the frown on your face only deepens.

“What's wrong shorty? Nobody gets to cry on my celebration campfire, especially not you.” She attempts a joke, giving you a small smile as she rubs your bag. You roll your eyes, looking at her with the most serious expression she's ever seen on your face.

“You know my name. My name isn't Shorty.”

Clarisse frowns, biting her bottom lip. You'd been this way when you first got to camp, after years of being bullied, but since then she'd reassured you that nobody cared how tall you are and she in fact loves your height.

But this….it makes it seem almost like you're going back to the olds way. Like you're being bullied again.

“Did someone say something?” She questions after a beat of silence, previous sadness replaced by anger as she scans the crowd like she’s just going to know who said something mean to you by reading their mind.

You shake your head, hiding your face in your hands but still not answering her. Finally you look up, eyes filled with a sadness she would kill to see go away before you nod towards where Jackson is cuddling with his girlfriend over on the lawn.

Clarisse immediately gets up in search of her spear, but you grab her wrist, gently tugging her to sit back down. “No. Please Clar. Don’t make it a big deal.” You basically beg, and her eyes slightly soften before they go back to pure rage.

“No. Nobody gets to be mean to you. Tell me what they said.”

You shake your head fast, hand clasped over your mouth. She tilts her head a bit and you once again shake your head no, knee’s bouncing in nervousness at the way she’s staring at you.

So you spill. You tell her everything they said, how mean they were, how bad it made you feel. And by the end of it, you and your sister have to hide her spear from her and convince her not to go kill Jackson and Ashley.

Clarisse takes a deep breath, cracking her knuckles before she sighs. She’s never been very good at comforting people, more so killing them, but here you are, her girlfriend, crying over something someone you barely even know said about you. She has to figure it out.

“I love the way I can put my chin on your head and hold you tight. Makes me feel like I can protect you even more.” She says quietly, clearing her throat and continuing when you look up with a sniffle. “and….I love that you have to get on your tippy toes to kiss me. It makes me smile. And I-I love when you somehow fit yourself into tiny little spaces. Make’s ambushes in fights a lot funnier when I see the look on the other person's face. And…I think you’re a great fighter. You can take me down ⅘ times when we fight, and I think you could protect me in battle better than anyone could. You’re a good demigod, your height just adds to that.”

By the end of it you can’t help but smile, slightly nudging her with a blush. She nods, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and pulling you close into her chest. She kisses your forehead, lips lingering there for a second before she pulls away to look you in the eyes.

“I love you shorty.”

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Safe to say, by the next morning, news gets around that Jordan and Ashley are resting in the infirmary with matching broken noses and black eyes.

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[mingyuscoffee]

soup ౨ৎ kim mingyu

♡ pairing: kim mingyu x fem!reader ᝰ fluff | 1.4k words | established relationship ✩ no warnings

ೃ⁀➷ return to masterlist here

"GO BACK TO BED"

you don’t turn around, hearing the footsteps approaching despite your words. the smell of soup lingers in the air and you continue to stir the metal pot in front of you, ignoring the hot steam that keeps hitting your face. 

“but baby, i’ve been in bed the whole day!” mingyu's arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a warm embrace.

his head sits on top of your right shoulder, staring down to see what you chose to do instead of cuddling with him in bed. 

“you didn’t even wake me up when you came back,” mingyu grumbles like a child, complaining because he missed your presence. 

you fight a smile, trying to focus on cooking the soup in front of you. “baby, that’s because you’re sick.”

your boyfriend had caught a cold recently so you stayed over at his house for the past few days, trying to nurse him back to health. 

in the morning, you instructed mingyu to stay in bed while you went to run some errands, resulting in him falling asleep for a few hours. 

“just let me watch you cook.” you set the spoon down on the kitchen counter so you can turn around. mingyu’s arms let go of your figure slightly, allowing you to face him.

“please? i’ll go back to bed after if you join me,” mingyu negotiates, waiting for your response. you shake your head playfully at his persistence, slightly feeling bad when you remember that he hasn’t properly gone outside his house in the past week. 

“so, what are you cooking?” mingyu beams when you don’t ask him to go back and rest, allowing him to spend some time with you. curiously, he peeks behind your shoulder to observe the stovetop.

you shrug your shoulders at him, “i was making your favorite soup.” mingyu’s head tilts in confusion; it was usually him cooking meals, an act you only allow because he loves to cook meals for you. 

noting his surprised face, you point to the kitchen island full of grocery bags, “i found a recipe online earlier, so after i stopped by my house, i went to the store to buy some ingredients.” 

you peel off from mingyu, hovering back to the boiling pot, trying to turn the gas off. 

“did you eat already?” mingyu questions from behind you, watching as you place some of the soup into a single glass bowl. he walks backward to lean on the kitchen island to give you space while you shuffle around the kitchen. 

“yeah,” you place the cover over the pot quickly, saving the rest of the food for tomorrow. “i already ate with seungkwan and seokmin earlier because i needed to discuss work with them.”

mingyu nods his head, “you know, you didn’t have to cook for me.” he plays with his fingers, twiddling them while waiting for you to finish. 

one of your eyebrows raises, “of course, i would. i know you cook most of the time, but it doesn’t mean i can’t make you some homemade soup.” you head toward the dining table, setting the bowl down and walking over to grab utensils for him. 

“and i know you would do the same for me if i were in your position.” you hover over the bowl before sitting down on the opposite side, waiting for mingyu to join you.

“thank you,” mingyu pushes himself off the island, “what would i do without my lovely girlfriend?”

you smile when mingyu plops down his seat, eventually raising his spoon before he starts devouring the soup. 

you felt your heart swell watching mingyu reach the bottom of the bowl, showering you with compliments over the simple soup you made. 

“wait, let me go shower so we can go to bed.” you rise from your seat, trying to grab the empty bowl and spoon in the middle of the wooden table. 

“no,” mingyu stops your action, reaching for it first. “let me do the dishes, please?” you halt next to the table, debating if you should give in to mingyu’s pleading brown eyes.

“okay, but only because you’re feeling better.” you remind him, watching him smile and get up to clean. 

“i’ll be right back,” you take a final glimpse at your boyfriend before walking down the hall to go shower. 

“mom, i’m not that sick anymore!” is the first thing you hear when you return to the living room, wearing mingyu’s oversized t-shirt and some shorts you left over. 

mingyu’s sitting on the couch as you near him, obviously talking to his mom on the phone. you opt to get water and let him continue his conversation. 

mingyu turns his head when he hears you, phone on the side of his ear and replying to his mom. 

you twist open the cap, taking a few gulps. “she cooked me delicious soup earlier,” you hear mingyu excitedly inform his mom, “yeah i know, she’s the best girlfriend ever.”

“yeah mom,” you try to ignore the way mingyu’s bringing you up to his mom, opening the fridge and grabbing a cold water bottle. 

you meet mingyu’s gaze and break out into a grin, his body now shifted sideways on the couch to face you. you place the bottle down on the kitchen counter, taking a glance to see that he cleaned the dishes, before walking over to join mingyu. 

mingyu doesn’t say anything for a bit, indicating that his mom is speaking. “mom,” mingyu whines, immediately reaching for your hand with his free one and pulling you close. “fine, but only if she agrees.”

you grow curious as to what mingyu is talking about, hand playing with his fingers while you wait for him to end the call. 

“okay, i’m going to go now. yes, i’ll remember to text you tomorrow,” mingyu pauses to let his mom talk on the other end, “i love you too. bye, mom.” 

“what’s that last part about?” you watch mingyu set his phone down on the armrest next to him, before diverting his entire attention to you. 

“my mom was asking if you wanted to go over next weekend, she’s having family members come over for my dad’s birthday,” he explains casually, the complete opposite of your widened eyes. 

“she wants me to meet your whole family?” you ask, voice slightly pitched higher, failing to hide the nervousness leaking through your words. 

you’ve been dating mingyu for a few months already, but never met mingyu’s parents before. there was really no excuse to see them, seeing as mingyu lived without his parents, so the thought of meeting his entire family all together was one you never imagined happening first. 

“yeah,” mingyu's hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a comforting gesture. “you don’t have to go if you’re not ready, i understand that it might be overwhelming to meet everyone at once.” 

you shake your head, “no, i want to meet your family, i was just surprised because i didn’t know she wanted me to join your family gathering.”

now mingyu stares back at you with confusion in his eyes, “why wouldn’t she? i always talk about you to my mom so she practically loves you already.” 

you smile at the idea of mingyu’s mom approving you and your relationship. “i’ll go, we can go buy your dad a birthday gift tomorrow since you’re feeling a bit better. now, do you want to go to bed?” you rise from mingyu’s couch to lead the way, waiting for mingyu to follow you. 

“of course, i’m so tired.” mingyu complains while you pull his hand down the hallway. 

you laugh at your boyfriend, “babe, you’ve been asleep for the entire day, how is that possible?” 

when you reach mingyu’s bed, his scent hits you and you quickly get under his covers. 

“shh, let’s just go to sleep,” mingyu coos as he settles into bed, he pulls you close, and his body molds to yours in a comforting embrace.

you know he doesn’t want you to catch his cold so, you plant a kiss on his cheek, earning a blush from him. 

“okay, baby, now let’s really go to sleep,” you stretch your arms out before getting into a comfortable position to knock out. mingyu's touch remains on you, sending a shiver of delight down your spine, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin.

"can i tell you a secret?” mingyu whispers, his face inches away, although your eyes remain closed.

“yeah?” you ask your boyfriend back, feeling his hand on yours so he can intertwine your fingers.  

“i’m not sleepy.”

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[its-avalon-08]

op81 reader forgets theme anniversary sounds great! it's always the other way round so this is such a great switch

mismatched plates & fairy lights (op81)

the fairy lights oscar had strung across their tiny balcony twinkled softly, casting a warm glow on the room. he'd even snuck out earlier to get y/n's favorite takeout – the one they always got on special occasions. tonight was their two-year anniversary, and oscar's heart thumped a happy rhythm in his chest.

he set the table with their mismatched plates (the ones they'd gotten from a thrift store on their first date) and lit the candles he'd painstakingly hidden around the apartment. he couldn't wait to see y/n's face light up.

hours ticked by, and the takeout grew cold. disappointment, sharp and icy, began to creep in. y/n still wasn't home. he called her phone, but it went straight to voicemail. "hey, it's me," oscar's voice cracked slightly. "just wondering where you are. hope everything's okay."

he tried again, then again, each unanswered call chipping away at his excitement. finally, the door creaked open, and y/n tumbled in, a tired smile on her face. relief washed over him, momentarily pushing back the disappointment.

"hey, sorry i'm late," y/n said, kicking off her shoes. "work just went crazy today."

"no worries," oscar managed, a forced cheer in his voice. he helped her unpack her bag, the silence in the room heavy and unexpected.

they sat down for dinner, but the magic was gone. y/n was chattering about her day, but oscar barely heard her. his eyes kept flicking to the calendar hanging on the fridge, a stark reminder of the forgotten date.

finally, the dam broke. "y/n," he started, his voice thick with hurt. "is... is there something you forgot?"

y/n's brow furrowed. "forgot what?"

tears welled up in oscar's eyes. "it's... it's our anniversary," he choked out, the last word barely a whisper.

y/n's eyes widened in shock. "oh my god, oscar, I am so sorry! I completely forgot. work was just..."

oscar didn't wait for her to finish. the hurt was raw and fresh, and the disappointment he'd been trying to hold back spilled over. "yeah, work," he said, his voice sharp. he pushed himself away from the table and stood up. "i'm going to bed."

he didn't wait for a reply, just walked away, his heart a lead weight in his chest. he crawled into bed, the sheets cold without y/n's warmth beside him. tears streamed down his face, a mixture of hurt and anger. he loved y/n, but tonight, he felt forgotten and unimportant.

the next morning, oscar woke up to a blinding light. he squinted, then sat up in bed, his jaw dropping. their apartment was transformed. fairy lights, even brighter than the ones outside, twinkled everywhere. red rose petals, forming a heart on the floor, led him to the living room. there, stood y/n, wearing the same dress she wore on their first date, a nervous smile on her face and a beautiful cake in her hand.

"y/n?" oscar breathed, his voice thick with sleep.

"good morning, sleepyhead," she said, her voice small. "i know I messed up yesterday, terribly. but I spent all night making it up to you."

tears welled up in oscar's eyes. he rushed to her putting the cake down on the table and engulfing her in a hug so tight it almost took the breath out of her. "you have no idea how much this means to me," he whispered, his voice muffled against her hair.

y/n pulled back, cupping his face. "you deserve so much more, oscar. I can't believe I forgot, but seeing the disappointment in your eyes last night... it was a wake-up call. you make every day an adventure, and I never want to take that for granted."

oscar leaned in, his lips brushing hers. "I already forgave you the moment you walked in with that dress on," he murmured. then, he peppered her face with kisses, a mix of apology and love.

y/n snuggled closer to oscar, whispering, "thank you for letting me make it up to you."

he leaned in, peppering her face with kisses, each one a tiny apology. "this is perfect," he murmured between kisses. "more perfect than the fancy dinner I was planning anyway."

y/n laughed, tears glistening on her lashes. "you're unbelievable."

oscar grinned, pulling her close again. "and you," he whispered, "are the most forgetful, amazing girlfriend a guy could ask for."

he reached for a rose petal on the floor, tucking it behind her ear. "now, how about we eat this cake and make some pancakes together? the kind we burn a little and laugh about?"

y/n's smile widened. "sounds perfect. but only if you promise to wear that goofy grin the whole time."

oscar chuckled, pulling her into another kiss. "challenge accepted."

the rest of the day was a testament to the fact that grand gestures weren't everything. sure, the fairy lights and the dress were a beautiful apology, but the real magic was in the shared laughter, the playful teasing, and the simple act of being together. as they sat on the couch, their stomachs full of slightly burnt pancakes and hearts full of love, oscar knew that even forgotten anniversaries couldn't erase the strength of their connection. he looked at y/n, the fairy lights reflecting in her eyes, and whispered, "happy anniversary, y/n."

"happy anniversary, oscar," she replied, leaning her head on his shoulder. "and thank you for reminding me why I love you so much."

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[042502]

Bad friends // C. Sturniolo x Reader.

SYNOPSIS: Some conflicts with a person you thought was your friend brings you health problems, but your boyfriend Chris is there for you.

WARNINGS: False friends, health problems, bad friends, among others.

WORDS: 3.1 K

NOTES: My first language is not English, so if you find any grammatical errors you already know why :) MASTERLIST!!

The days for you were being really shit, you haven't been feeling well lately. Your mind was so clouded, Your mood sucked and your body was reflecting your mood.

Your lazy body gets up taking the clothes of the day. You pass your head through the gaps in the garment and slide it over your torso.

You look in the mirror, You feel lighter, you even look thinner. Lately you didn't have the crazy appetite you used to have.

You pass your legs through the pants and adjust them to your waist, You put on your shoes to finally enter the bathroom to clean yourself.

"Good morning Sweet" Your mother wishes you when you sit down to eat the breakfast she prepared. "There I have left you some vanilla cookies, I'm sorry, your father hasn't been paid his salary yet and we don't have money to buy groceries."

Your mother explained sadly, breakfast consisted of a cup of tea and those vanilla cookies. He nods silently and begins to drink from the cup.

Your mother kept chattering about the different things she had to do during the day, while getting ready.

You feel a feeling of disgust in your mouth, The saliva begins to accumulate and your vision began to be seen in slow motion, little by little dark edges were visible.

"Mom..." The words come awkwardly from your lips.

"That?" your mother responds still getting ready from the other room.

"I think I feel... Bad..."

You try to stand up to go to the bathroom, Your mother came out of the room to see you when your body collapsed, Your mother ran to your fainted body and took you to your room.

Your mother quickly went in search of the machine she uses to take blood pressure, scared of your state. You had no pressure, The machine could not take it.

"It would be better if you don't attend your class today, I'll talk to them later."

It happened like that, you stayed in bed in the morning, your mother asked you to have breakfast anyway, that you couldn't improve if you didn't. So you accepted breakfast, Meanwhile your mother would go shopping to prepare a good lunch for you.

"Do you think you can stay alone for an hour?" your mother asks you worried.

"Can" cup drinks. "Don't worry mom, I won't try anything."

"Even so, If you feel bad, don't get up, you can throw up here and I'll clean it up." He points to the floor of your room. "I will try to return as soon as possible."

He nods and she leaves, you continue with your breakfast, following your mother's instructions about drinking slowly and eating cookies slowly.

Your slow breakfast is interrupted by notifications hitting your cell phone, you had text messages from your best friend, asking about your absence. On the other hand you had messages from Chris, you decide to respond to him first.

After answering the texts, You finish breakfast and rest a little until your mother arrives.

The rest of the days continue the same, the mornings during breakfast were impossible, you fainted, you would end up in bed and then it would get better by the afternoon.

"Are you ok?" Chris asks you as he kills your hand.

They were on their way to the local hospital, Your mother was driving with you. While Chris rides next to you in the back.

"Yes, I'm nervous... "

"He is afraid of having blood drawn." Your mother speaks and you nod.

"They have never done it to me and I don't want them to do it."

"They will do it to find out why the hell you faint at breakfast."

You could feel your mother's penetrating gaze as she saw you in the rearview mirror.

"Right now I haven't fainted."

You snort in discomfort looking through the window. Chris takes up the conversation again.

"That's because you haven't had breakfast.."

A week later they gave you the results of the analysis you had done, you had anemia. The cure was that you have a good diet and your obligatory daily meals, They have asked you questions about whether you felt uncomfortable in any way with your physique or similarities.

Which you denied, You understand that they were trying to know if you are going through an eating disorder.

"I just have no appetite."

They later confirmed that your anemia is caused by emotional stress. They have asked about your sentimental situation.

"I have my boyfriend, We have been dating for six months together and no, We don't have any difficulties in the relationship."

They were trying to find the culprit, but that of course wouldn't be Chris.

They finally sent you home, Your mother and Chris made sure you made all your meals without exception.

Chris would spend the night with you that day, you knew he wouldn't want to leave, You on the other hand felt very sensitive so you needed him too.

"Is there something going on that I don't know about?" your boyfriend asked as he hugged you.

"huh, there are not many relevant things."

"Tell me."

"I have recently had discussions with Anna" Anna was one of your friends, It wasn't new that you had problems with her, because normally someone always had problems with her. "We haven't spoken for... Weeks maybe."

"Because? "

"She was just mad at me for not going to that stupid meeting that day."

"Oh really? But if you canceled because you were in a bad mood, I remember that that day you had an argument with your father."

You had canceled the meeting you had with Anna and your friends, because that same afternoon you had a big fight with your father and you didn't feel like leaving the house.

Your friend Anna was very offended that you canceled at the last minute, Then an argument broke out in the middle of the group chat, exchange of insults and strong words.

Since that day she hasn't spoken to you., You recognize that you haven't done it either.

"Honestly I haven't had the will to want to solve it, I'm just tired of being the one who always asks to talk things over. I think she is also mature enough to come and chat with me if she wants to fix things."

"Do you think he doesn't want to fix anything?"

You raise your shoulders in response. The next week you were slowly improving, At least you could attend classes, your best friend Tomi welcomed you excitedly.

"Your presence was missing here, By the way, many have asked about you."

You furrow your eyebrows in confusion, You were not of great relevance to the class, so of course that takes you by surprise.

"Anna asked me how you were feeling."

"I have not changed my phone number, If you need to know anything about me you can write to me."

"We've talked, she wants to fix things with you, He plans to talk to you next wee."

"I mean I have to wait another week for her to want to talk to me, I'm not good at these things."

"I think it would be good for you to chat."

"Right now I don't feel like it."

It seems that your words were worth little to your best friend at that moment, because when class ended and they were both walking together back to their homes, He takes you to Anna so they can talk.

They talked about the misunderstanding and you explained your point of view and she told hers.

"I had an argument with my father that day, I wasn't in the mood and that's why I canceled."

"I'm mad at you for canceling at the last minute. because I really wanted to go out and if you don't go, automatically everyone in the group cancels as well. It's like you turn into a capricious girl and everyone does what you want when you want.."

"I understand."

You understood that she wasn't apologizing, but even if you let it pass, They haven't touched on the topic of your health.

Still it was good, They had reintegrated the link a little.

That same day you were in your room with your boyfriend Chris, He was studying for his driving test.

"I know you will make it."

"I hope so" You sit next to him and he closes his notebook to look at you.. "So everything solved with Anna? That's good."

You nod and he leaves a kiss on your forehead, You had told him about the situation with your friend while he was reviewing his notes.

You were sure he would manage to take his license.

"Anyway she's very defensive, at least that's how I feel."

"I don't understand, it's like she looks for this kind of problems."

You nod, agreeing with your boyfriend, You had dinner together and then Chris leaves your house to go to his.

The next few weeks were good, your group of friends had been restored, and they no longer isolated Anna and they all enjoyed school together.

Your diet was slowly improving, You still had dizziness and some small disgust with certain foods. Still you didn't faint.

It seemed that everything was splendid, That morning Chris had his final exam to obtain his license so you were attentive to his chat, to keep you informed.

But then a hand slams your phone, making it hit the ground, you take it quickly confused.

"What do you think you're doing?"

You ask annoyingly towards your friend Anna, who is standing right in front of you with a bad face.

"I thought you were my friend, but you are making advances to my boyfriend, I seriously can't believe it."

"Why do you say that?"

"Don't act stupid, I have seen that my boyfriend has you in his close friends."

"I don't have your boyfriend on Instagram, Besides, I don't know him and you've talked shit about him since they've been dating, Do you really think I would be with a trash like him? I don't know him and I hate him for all the harm he did to you.

"You should have told me that he had you added."

"I don't follow it, I'm not interested in him Just block it from my account. Even so, Why does he have me added? Shouldn't you blame him for his actions?"

"you are a slut, I have spoken with him, that's why I'm talking to you."

"You're saying that you've talked to him and you've believed him, I'm your fucking friend Anna. Are you crazy? I'm dating Chris, I have no fucking interest in your fucking boyfriend."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Right now you can't prove me otherwise."

"I don't want to be your damn friend anymore, I'm not going to be friends with a boyfriend-stealing bitch. You're a whore."

You felt like shit, again the stress hit your body, you had lost a friend with whom you spent thousands of moments together, nights, days, early mornings. You had lost everything due to a misunderstanding.

You text a quick message in your boyfriend's chat, but the messages were not sent, lock yourself in the bathroom to cry. You really felt very bad, You didn't want the friendship they had to end.

You spent the rest of class in the bathroom, You leave at a hurried pace, ignoring everyone in your path, the calls of your name or the voices of your friends, to absolutely everyone ignorant.

But then the noise of a car catches your attention, Chris was driving a dark gray car. He had a big smile on his lips, He brakes the car and leans over to open the passenger door.

"Get in the car!"

You look back and your friends were walking in your direction, still shouting your name and making signs with their hands to get your attention. but again you ignore them and get in the car.

"How do you feel? Now you have your boyfriend on license" He shows you his license proudly and you smile widely.

"Congratulations, I knew you would make it. Finally you can use this car."

The car was an impulse purchase that your boyfriend had, Since then he has been improving to obtain his license, so you knew very well what this meant to him.

"Something happened? you are depressed."

"I have argued with Anna..."

"Again? It already has me tired, Don't you have another target to attack?"

"He accused me of stealing boyfriends."

Chris lets out a big laugh as he drives.

"She's a lying bitch, I really just wanted to stop being your friend and I'm looking for the dumbest excuse of all to do it." Chris's words made sense, there would be no other reason. "You don't even know her boyfriend, I mean, even if you knew him What kind of friend does he take you for? They are supposed to be friends, you will never surpass them with their partner."

"And you forget something, I am very happy with my boyfriend, I don't have eyes for anyone else."

Chris shows a big smile when he hears your words, He loved it when you made those kinds of comments about him. He felt so loved.

"I know, I don't want you to try to talk to her again, that I forgot about you. He doesn't deserve you."

You nod at your boyfriend's words, He had never forbidden you from getting close to anyone, but you understood that he didn't want you to be hurt

When they arrive at your house, Chris parks the car and takes off his seat belt. you imitate him. Your eyes burned from holding back the tears, but a rebellious tear escapes and Chris notices.

"Ma, Do not be like that, It hurts me to see you this way. You have to understand she is not good for you, does not value your friendship and how unconditional you have been, I still remember that day when we were about to go to the movie screening and you went to see her at her house because she had argued with her boyfriend." You're surprised Chris remembered that. "You are an excellent friend, You always put your friends first and defend them from everything unconditionally, but I think some abuse that... That annoys me."

"It's just that she is my friend Chris, it was my pair."

"I know, but she has made this decision. I think it's time for you to let go, It's not doing you good."

School was over and at the graduation party you met Anna, she was alone with her father, Apparently she broke up with her boyfriend.

Would you have liked to accompany her during that process, because you knew how toxic the relationship your friend had with her boyfriend was, The best thing was that they will end. That reminded you of the words Chris told you about Anna with you.

Maybe Anna was a toxic friendship, almost as toxic as Anna's own relationship with her boyfriend.

Chris approaches you with a bouquet of flowers, You thank them for the gesture and they take a photo. Your mother and father also joined the photography, you could feel your former friend's heavy gaze on you.

They take the group photo and then Chris asks for one more photo with you, You nod and he gives you a kiss on the lips for the photograph.

"I will upload this to my Instagram."

You smile widely, then you look towards Anna and she still had her eyes on you. He had such a heavy energy.

"Ma" Chris speaks to you. "I want to give you this."

He takes off a red bracelet from his wrist to put it on your wrist.

"Nick said it was for negative energies, I'm not sure if that's true, but yes it is, I want you to use it."

"Thank you, she is very pretty."

The graduation ended without a problem, before they left you took a group photo with your group of friends. Of course without Anna's presence.

"You are tired?" Chris asks you as you both walk behind your parents towards your boyfriend's car.

"my feet burn" You point to the painful area.

"I think you deserve a massage from me today."

"Oh that would be great."

You hold your boyfriend's hand and give it a small squeeze to which he responds with another, You laugh and kiss his cheek.

But the moment is interrupted by the call of your name, You turn around recognizing that voice, it was Anna.

"We can talk?"

She had a long red dress, What a coincidence, you were also wearing a long red dress.

You let go of your boyfriend's hand and nod, ready to talk to Anna, but Chris grabs your hand again and stops you from getting closer to Anna.

"She has nothing to talk to you about."

"This is about her and me, we don't need third parties."

"Tell that to your fucking boyfriend" attacks without mincing words Chris, feign surprise. "Oh I'm sorry, I meant, your ex-boyfriend."

"Chris..."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to allow you to talk to her, she doesn't deserve it. She completely despised you and a friendship like the one she offers you is not healthy, You have been in poor health due to the stress you went through with their arguments. He hasn't even asked how you are and accuses you of fallacies, without sense."

You had never seen your boyfriend talk to someone that way before, he had so much contempt, so much hate, in your words.

"I hope that in a few years you mature and realize how bad your actions towards her were." points to you. "You are a bad friend and I hope that is clear to you, People like you don't deserve to have friends as good as my girlfriend was to you."

Having said that, You and Chris walked to the car without saying goodbye to Anna, The expression she had after Chris's words was neutral, like he really didn't care at all what Chris was telling him.

They got into the car with your parents, who were still talking about the night.

When they arrived at your house, They undress and lie comfortably on the bed.

"Thank you for taking care of me Chris."

"I didn't like to interfere, But she is a seriously bad person and I couldn't stand to see you bad again."

"I love you" You leave a kiss on his lips.

You were grateful to have Chris in everything, He had stayed out of everything until now, You suppose that he was already tired of seeing you bad, so you externally thanked him for his support at this time.

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[deanswhiskey]

𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 - 𝐬𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

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summary; its sams birthday and his wish comes true

wc; 1,113

warnings; nothing but some kisses

authors note; AAAAHHHHH IM SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN AGES BUT I WANTED TO PUT OUT SOMETHING FOR SAMS BIRTHDAY AND IK ITS LATE BUT OH WELL i promise ill start writing more when i'm done with this semester :))) also this is proofread bc i rushed to put this out apologies for any mistakes

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the late, late night of may 1st was spent alone in the kitchen. you were so graciously baking your best friend sam a beautiful birthday cake.

since arriving to the bunker and having a ginormous kitchen all to yourselves, you thought it’d be a great idea to start baking and cooking again. being on the road, hunting monsters, you never got the chance to cook or bake. the only cooking you ever did was heating up some frozen dinners for everyone from the store.

not that you minded, sometimes they were good; but nothing, nothing, ever beats a home cooked meal. and to top it all off, homemade dessert.

that’s why when you all settled into the bunker, you went on a big grocery spree and bought almost everything in the store.

the very first meal you cooked was fettuccine alfredo with chicken. something your mother used to make all the time when you were younger and have loved ever since.

when sam and dean walked into the kitchen they couldn’t help but notice the divine aroma.

“‘m my god, what’s that smell,” dean asked searching around for what could be it.

you moved out of the way of the stove to show them a view of the food, “it’s fettuccine alfredo and chicken. it’s almost ready, fo you two wanna set the table?”

they both nodded with enthusiasm, getting plates and forks and knives and set them on the table nearby.

the noodles, sauce, and chicken were finally done and incorporated. you took the pan and a large spoon to scoop it with and headed over to the boys who looked like they were about to start eating from the pan. as soon as the food hit their plates they wasted no time digging in. you chuckled as you watched them almost eat it whole.

that night marked the start of some of the best food sam and dean had eaten.

so now you were baking and decorating the most extravagant looking cake for the man you were secretly in love with.

you don’t know when it happened but something changed and you no longer wanted to just be friends; you wanted more. more than just a quick side hug when celebrating, more than just high fives. you wanted whole, endearing hugs; you wanted to interlink hands and never let go.

the cake you were baking you surly knew sam would like. it’s his favorite cake flavor and a beautiful frosting color. you even added ruffled borders on the top and bottom and near perfect lettering on the top. this cake was made with love.

it was 11:49 pm when you finished and you had flour in your hair, frosting on your shirt, and excess batter on the counter. the cake was put in the fridge to chill over night and the kitchen was finally cleaned 10 minutes later. you quickly showered before hopping into bed with a small smile on your face knowing your best friend would be so happy with everything.

morning came and you and dean had to be the first ones up to set out everything. dean went out to buy balloons (that you and dean so tiresomely blew up) and banners to hand from the walls. he also set out the few presents the two of you bought, even after sam said he didn’t want anything (you both knew you were gonna buy him something anyways), and you set out the cake with the candles, lighting the fee of them up.

sam walked into the kitchen rubbing his eyes. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!” he jumped at the two of you screaming.

after his scare went away, his eyes lit up like a child at their very own birthday. he rushed over to you thanking the both of you for doing this. he glanced at the cake, “did you make this?”

“with love,” you nodded.

“make a wish, brother,” dean patted his back. sam closed his eyes thinking, he knew exactly what we was going to wish for. he bent down slightly and blew out the candles. you didn’t bother with making breakfast because you knew cake for breakfast would excite anyone.

sam was very giddy to open up his presents. he was ever so thankful for the few new flannels, nice watch, and a new belt you guys gave him.

the three of you sat in the movie room and watched a bunch of old movies. sam has grown very fond of old films. he likes western ones the most.

it was getting late and dean decided that he’d had enough of movies and was feeling sleepy.

now it was just you and sam, on the couch, in the movie room, alone.

the movie was at a slow part, just the main two characters talking in an old western barn.

“did you have a good day?” you turned to sam.

he looks over at you, he loves that smile on your face. “i had probably one of the best days ever. that cake? phenomenal, probably the best thing you’ve baked.”

you blushed and looked down. after a moment of silence you looked up again, sam still looking at you, “what’d you wish for?”

“i cant tell you that,” he chuckled.

“c’mon,” you dragged out.

“no, i can’t!”

“please, for me” queue the big puppy dog eyes.

how could he resist those eyes? “fine, but you can’t get upset.”

why would you get upset?

sams heart is racing. “i wished for you.”

“me?”

“mhm, you.”

“wh- i- why me?”

“because you’re all i’ve ever wanted.”

you were speechless. “sam, i-”

“you don’t have to say anything, it’s okay.”

the saddened look on his face broke you’re heart. “listen to me sam,” you started to smile. “i feel the same way. i mean it when i said that cake was made with love.”

a smile grew on his face. “can i kiss you now?”

it felt like you couldn’t breathe, “yeah,” it came out as a whisper.

sam gently cupped one side of your face as he drew in closer. his lips brushed yours before he fully smashed his lips to yours.

you’ve dreamed on this moment for a while. it was more than you could’ve ever imagined. his lips were soft. he tasted slightly of whiskey that the three of you sipped on earlier and it was perfect.

“my birthday wish finally came true,” sam says just above a whisper.

“good, i’m glad.” you smiled.

the two of you fell asleep on the couch with the old western movie quietly playing in the background. both you and sam fell asleep with a smile on your face in each others arms.

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[lucy90712]

babysitting- Gavi

"I know it's last minute but would you mind babysitting today your dad and I have to head out of town tonight we'll be back tomorrow morning I'll give you money for dinner and everything" my mum said on the phone 

"Of course I need to ask Pablo but I'm sure he'd be fine with it I'll let you know as soon as I've got a reply" I said 

It's not often that my parents ask me to babysit. My little brother Milo was a surprise to say the least but despite me being old enough to help out once he was born they very rarely ask and any time they do they always pay me like they would any other babysitter. I would love to just say yes to help them out but now that I live with Pablo in his house I don't think it's right for me to just have my brother with us without him knowing. All it took was a quick text and Pablo answered straight away saying that it was more than ok so I let my mum know she can come over whenever. 

It was then that I realised I wasn't at all ready I'd organised all of this while still in bed so I hopped out of bed and got ready at lightening speed and started on child proofing the house as best as I could. Seeing as Pablo and I are still in our teens and definitely not ready to have kids of our own his house isn't exactly child proof every piece of furniture seems to have sharp corners and there are plenty of uncovered plug sockets. Past me had thought that one day I may need to babysit so I did pre buy some things so all I had to do was find them and put them out. It took me quite a while but just as I finished doing as much as I could the doorbell rang and as soon as it was open I was nearly taken out by Milo who for someone so little has a lot of strength. My parents were in a rush but they gave me everything they have at home that I'd need before heading straight off to where they needed to be. 

In the way little kids do he had a ton of energy so I suggested we play with some of his toys that my mum had given me. It's been so long since I let my inner child take over that I think I had more fun playing with the cars and trucks pretending they were building all sorts of things than my brother did. Mostly it was just nice to see him as I've been so busy that I haven't spent as much time with my family as I should it's crazy how fast kids grow and develop new skills I feel like I'm with a whole new human not the kid I saw just a few months ago. As we were playing with some toy aeroplanes the front door opened and Pablo came in, usually I'm Milo's favourite person but as soon as you get Pablo in the mix I'm always long forgotten. Today was no different either as soon as Pablo had stepped into the living room he got the same greeting I did this morning but he saw it coming and picked up the charging child with ease. 

Despite just getting back from training Pablo suggested we go to the local park so I packed up a bag with some snacks while Pablo put Milo's shoes on which is a battle for anyone other than Pablo. We headed out and I was quickly left behind they went running off towards the park while I walked behind admiring their little bond. Pablo was definitely only running to not let Milo get too far away but as soon as they got to the road across from the park Milo stopped and waited for Pablo as he's been taught not to cross the road without holding someone's hand. They both waited for me so I jogged a bit to catch up but after that they were gone again heading towards the field to play football. As much as Pablo has spent his morning training and playing football he was still so excited to play with Milo who has just started going to practices on a weekend so was looking forward to having his new skills tested by a professional player. 

I let them play football together as my football skills leave a lot to be desired I think I may be worse than Milo who's only just started learning. Eventually I suggested that we go play in the play park which Milo seemed happy about and so did Pablo who needed a bit of a break from trying to match a toddlers energy levels. Milo wanted to go on the slides so I followed him and went up and down so many times I was starting to get dizzy. He then wanted to try the monkey bars but he's too small so I had to hold him as he went across which would be fine if I ever kept up with going to the gym but I don't so my arms got tired quite quickly. A point came where I couldn't hold him anymore so Pablo came to my rescue and suggested the swings. We took turns pushing Milo who was having the time of his life with his high we let him go, the sound of him giggling just melted my heart. 

Eventually we'd tired Milo out and he wanted to go home for dinner and then bed. He tried walking but he was just too tired so Pablo picked him up and carried him the whole way home. If the events of the day so far hadn't already melted my heart enough it definitely exploded with cuteness seeing Milo snuggle his face into Pablo's neck. Whenever the time comes Pablo is going to be the best father he's already so good with Milo and any other child he meets. The image of Pablo holding our baby the way he's holding Milo filled my brain and only made the smile on my face bigger. Of course we aren't ready to have our own children yet but days like these make me so excited for when that time comes being able to share all the amazing moments that having a child brings with the person who means the most to me is something I can't wait for. 

Once we made it home Milo just wanted to cuddle with me so Pablo took charge of cooking dinner but I did my best to help where I could. When the food was ready we all ate dinner together before I did Milo's bed time routine with him as I knew what my parents do with him every night. Pablo came back to join us when it was time for a bedtime story we both sat on the edge of the bed as I read Milo's favourite book while Pablo stroked his head until he was fast asleep. We both exited the room as quietly as possible avoiding all of the squeaky floorboards and pieces of furniture which are hard to see when the lights are off. 

We headed downstairs and both flopped back onto the sofa starting to feel the tiredness of keeping so active all day. This is half the reason we aren't ready to have kids of our own as I know we'd both be so tired at the end of the day and we like our sleep but we wouldn't get nearly enough of it. After gathering our thoughts for a second Pablo moved closer to me and got me to rest my head on his chest while he played with my hair that's falling out of the ponytail I put it in this morning. He pressed a kiss on the top of my head so I looked into his eyes which had that look in them the look they have when he's at his happiest.

"I'm exhausted but todays been amazing I can't wait to have kids of our own one day" Pablo said 

"I'm glad you say that as that's all I've been thinking about all day you are going to make the best dad when the time comes" I said 

"And you will be the best mum I just know it" he said 

"Right now though I think we wait a few years for kids I don't think I could do this every day kids are really draining" I said 

"Agreed how many kids would you actually want?" Pablo asked 

"I think at least 2 but not too many I know it's takes a toll on your body and I don't think I could handle having lots of kids" I said

"2 sounds perfect but we will have as many as you want it's your body so if 1 is enough then we will be a happy family of 3" he said 

"Until then I'm more than ok with just sticking to baby sitting" I said yawning 

"And practicing making babies" Pablo said which earned him a slap on the arm but he wasn't wrong practicing is fun 

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[graveyardlifeguard]

Survivors Part 1

Summary: Occurs during the events of Season 4x13 and Season 4x14.

*This is my first attempt at writing after many, many years so please go easy on me*

Warnings: Shooting, Injury, Blood

Strictly Angst with a teeny tiny bit of Fluff

Eddie Diaz x Paramedic! Reader

The shift started out as normal as it usually did. I mean, as normal as it could for the 118. I had picked up an extra night shift to try and help C Shift with a staffing issue they were currently having. Eddie, my fiancée, had already gone home for the night after our regular shift. As much as I would have loved to go home with him, I knew the extra money would be nice to have for the costs of planning a wedding.

I had only been at work for 3 hours, but I was already exhausted after having a cardiac arrest and a car flip over on the highway. Back-to-back. Shutting the back doors of the ambulance after restocking, I made my way upstairs to the kitchen area to grab a snack. It was currently 10pm and everyone else was in bed for the night. Right after grabbing a left-over slice of pizza out of the fridge, the bell and pager went off once again for a sick call at a nearby apartment complex.

My partner for the night, Alicia, quickly made her way out of the dorm rooms before shuffling towards the truck.

"Is there no such thing as a break?!" She yells from the passenger side of the truck.

I laugh as I move down the stairs towards the driver's side.

"What does the nice, bustiling city have for us this time?" I ask as Alicia looks over the computer, that is still updating with notes from the caller.

I start the truck up and we exit the station driving down the still busy city roads. Alicia lets me know that were going to The Regal Point Apartments for a 13-year-old male complaining of not feeling well. His mom called, concerned that her son's condition was deteriorating.

Pulling up to the apartment complex, Alicia grabs the medical bag while I grab the LifePak monitor. Luckily, this apartment complex has an elevator, so we don't have to trudge our way up four flights of stairs. Once at the correct apartment, the patient's mother, who introduces herself as Sheila. Alicia and I introduce ourselves with Sheila pointing us towards her son's bedroom. While walking towards his bedroom she begins to talk to us about his medical history.

"His name is Charlie, he's 13-years-old. He has an Auto-Immune disorder that forces him to stay inside all the time. The only times he gets to leave the house are to go to one of his many doctors' appointments."

Entering Charlie's room, Alicia once again introduces us and asks if she can check his vital signs. He agrees with Alicia beginning to check his blood pressure. Even in the small glow from his bedside lamp, I can see that Charlie looks sick. He appears pale with dark bags sitting underneath his eyes. Overall, he looks exhausted.

After checking all of his vital signs and talking to Sheila and Charlie more, I had a weird feeling start to form in my stomach. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but something just did not feel right. The way that his mom seemed evasive with his full diagnosis and couldn't remember his medications, something just seemed...wrong. When Alicia asked the mom about us taking him to the hospital, she quickly stated that she does not believe that he needs to go to the hospital due to him having a weak immune system.

"Ma'am we understand your concerns, but we always recommend people go to the hospital to get checked out. Especially when they are as sick as Charlie is." I try once again.

Alicia was packing up the bag as Sheila repeats that she does not want Charlie to go. "I'll call his primary care doctor in the morning and see if they will see him." She states with a kind smile on her face.

The odd feeling again returns before we exit the house. Getting back in the truck, I keep the uneasy feeling to myself as Alicia writes the refusal report. I wait for her to finish typing before asking her.

"Did that seem odd to you?"

"What do you mean?" she asks, still looking over the report.

"Just the story of his diagnosis and things like that. She just seemed to have a lot of empty answers." I reply back.

"I didn't really get a weird feeling, but I also was talking more to Charlie than I was to the mom." She answers again.

"Something just seems off to me. Maybe I am just thinking too far into it." I state. I mean, it is late, the mom is probably tired after spending the day taking care of her son. That's what we will have to go with for now as Dispatch alerts us to another call we're needed on. 

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"How come you don't make this kind of breakfast for me when we're at home?" Eddie states as he comes bouncing into the kitchen. He's in full uniform which makes it hard for me to not turn around and admire him. I had always loved a man in uniform but there was just something about him in one that made it twenty times better.

"I only cook when I am here because if I start cooking at home, that means you'll expect it, and we can't have that." I reply to him.

He laughs before sneaking a quick kiss on my lips before lifting up my left hand and kissing my ring finger. Even though my engagement ring wasn't there, the little rubber one that replaced it on shift was still just as meaningful. Butterflies erupt in my heart at the small interaction.

Eddie coming to the 118 was the absolute best thing to ever happen to me. Before he arrived, I was a shy little Paramedic who just came to work to run calls and go home. My best friend Buck had been whining forever that I never went out and never spent any time living my life. Whatever that meant. Eddie being here brought out a whole new side of me that Buck says he had always been waiting to see. It was not just Eddie though; Christopher had been another missing piece in my life that I never knew I needed. It had been so easy to turn into a motherly figure for him. When he proposed, Eddie had made sure to include Christopher in it. Mostly because Christopher wouldn't allow him to not include him.

The station bell went off sharply, alerting everyone to a call. "I guess breakfast will just have to wait until later." I yell out downstairs to the crew as I shut off the stove and run downstairs. Hen and Chimney jump into the ambulance while I make my way to the Critical Care SUV. Right after getting engaged to Eddie, I had been promoted to a Critical Care Responder, aka Lieutenant. Which was a fancy way of saying that I had more responsibilities while riding by myself. I hop into the truck and make my way to the call behind the Fire truck and the Ambulance.

Arriving at the call, I let Captain Nash and his crew manage the situation. The best part about my new role, I had Chim and Hen underneath me, which meant they were more than capable of handling anything. I was more along the lines of helping hands when needed with these two. After realizing that I was not needed for this call and hearing another more critical call come out, I let everyone know I was leaving before hurrying on to the next call.

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"Where did you disappear off to earlier?" I hear Eddie say from behind me.

I had just returned to the station after being gone for most of the day. I turn in my seat so I can fully see him. He's leaning against the door frame of my office with a small smile sitting on his face. As nice as it was to work together, it seemed almost impossible most of the time to actually see him. I smile up at him as he walks over and sits on the corner of my desk.

"I couldn't seem to find my way back here today. Everyone needed something at some point." I state as I lean forward to make some sort of physical contact with him, granted it was just my elbow touching his knee, but hey, it was something.

"I'm tired of everyone needing my girl today. I know you're great and all but damn." I laugh and shake my head at his compliment. He knew that calling me "his girl" was a sure-fire way to my heart. 

"Listen, if you need me while you're out there, all you have to do is call me. That's what everyone else likes to do!" I remind him with a smile on my face.

He smiles back at me, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. We're stuck like that for a moment, just smiling at each other alone in my office.

Eddie glances between me and the still open office door before pulling me to stand in front of him. Before I can ask him what he's doing, his lips are on mine like he hasn't kissed me in months. I quickly return the kiss and allow myself to enjoy the mental break. Before it can get too heavy, Eddie pulls away but just far enough away that our foreheads are still touching. We are both smiling like cheshire cats, and I don't think anything could be better than this. I pull back further and smile up at him.

"Not that I didn't enjoy that, what was that for?" I ask, still smiling. He just stares down at me before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I just missed my girl. That's all." Before I can respond to him, the station bell goes off once more alerting Eddie to another call. His head falls backwards with a groan escaping his mouth. I snort at his dramatics and place a kiss on his lips before pulling him out of the office. "Where are you going? You didn't get added to this." He asks as we walk towards the bay.

"I might as well grab a drink before I dive back into my paperwork." I tell him.

As we enter the bay and begin to separate, I feel a light smack on butt. The surprise of it caught me off guard causing me to lightly jump and yell out. I can hear Eddie laughing as he runs off towards the truck to leave. "I love you!" He yells out before hopping in the back. Eddie Diaz was going to be the death of me.

#911 imagine #eddie diaz #angst #imagines #eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz imagine #ryan guzman

[jellysxtarr]

If I may make one more Welcome Home request. Y/n and the puppets doing karaoke! Plz and thank u!

Ofc ofc! Feel free to request whenever you like!

Might start singing ! | Karaoke with the neighbors

ᜊ. Karaoke with none other than your favorite neighbors is rather exciting and enjoyable! Taking turns with who is singing while cheering them on or having a duet with either of them!

ᜊ. The neighbors wouldn't mind if you were bad at singing, since all of you were out to have fun! Even Wally is rather bad at singing, so both of you could cheer each other on when it comes to either of you singing! (And possibly giving Wally assistance with the song too).

ᜊ. Frank and Julie would have the most fun when it comes to singing, with Julie mostly doing small dances when singing and hyping someone up when it's their turn, it's best to say Julie is the number one fan of everyone!

ᜊ. Sally was more dramatic and was doing it over the top when it was her turn, she felt like a star and shined like one! And she absolutely had to show it to everyone that she truly is one, too!

ᜊ. Eddie was mostly attempting to sing a long the lyrics while having fun, if it were a more faster song Eddie would be stuttering a bit over the place when he couldn't finish singing the previous line, and afterwards immediately missing a line since he forgot where he was.

ᜊ. Barnaby had the most fun, he was mostly joking around when it was his turn, changing the pitch of his voice to either something deep or high while not taking it seriously one bit, which is what made it fun for him!

ᜊ. Howdy who mostly hummed a tune or two occasionally was pretty average when it came to singing. Not being the best at it, but certainly not the worst either. He'd tap one of his foots to follow the rhythm and to keep up with the tact. Howdy did enjoy singing along, but he definitely would continue sticking to humming.

ᜊ. Poppy was mostly sitting and cheering all of you on quietly, being the one who was more anxious and nervous to sing along with either of you, all she could do was cheer you all on! In her own way, she did have fun! (And just maybe, you could convince her to sing a long!)

ᜊ. It was a enjoyable time! Laughing with them all and having a fun time, having a duet with whoever you wish to have one with and later on going back to the neighborhood while talking about how you should do it again when the time comes!

ᜊ. Bidding goodbye to all of them for today and wishing them a nice rest, you returned to a house you call yours, with a warm morning soon to meet you, you went to bed and slept till the morning sun came back up. Starting a new and fun day for you and your neighbors once again.

TAGS: @robotoast03

#welcome home #welcome home x reader #wally darling x reader #barnaby b. beagle x reader #julie joyful x reader #sally starlet x reader #poppy partridge x reader #eddie dear x reader #howdy pillar x reader #frank frankly x reader

[ph6ntomm]

requested? no. this is a test fic.

a/n: ignore the name. it was 3 in the morning and i didn’t want to think anymore.

warnings: none! just fluff.

spaghetti

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as i stood at the stove stirring the spaghetti i was making, i heard the door of my apartment open. i smiled to myself knowing exactly who it was.

“are you here?” luke called out. “i am! i’m in the kitchen.” i replied as i heard him place his bag down. he walked into the kitchen with heavy feet and a sigh.

i didn’t have the time to turn around before he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder and shoved his face into my neck.

we stood that way for a few seconds before we said anything. “i missed you.” he said into my neck, slightly muffled by the pressure of his mouth against my skin. i smiled at his sweet words and leaned farther into him as he hugged my waist tighter.

i turned the stove off and turned around to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck. we stood that way for a few seconds before i slightly leaned back and kissed his cheek. “i missed you too.” i said softly to him.

he leaned his head back to look at me in the eyes, and they were filled with nothing but love. we remained that way for a few seconds more before speaking. “dinner is almost done. i just have to put the sauce in.” i said to him.

luke hummed in response, but said nothing else. i took my arms from around his neck and turned back around in his grasp towards the stove and continued with making the food as he put his face back in my neck.

once the food was done, i turned back to face luke. “are you hungry at all?” i asked. “yeah, a little. will you make me a plate please? i’m gonna change really quick.” he asked. “of course i can, just go get into more comfortable clothes.” i replied to him.

he reluctantly removed his arms from around me and kissed me on the cheek as he made his way to my room to change into some extra clothes he had left here in his previous visits.

i grabbed a plate from the cabinet and spooned a good amount of it out onto the plate. i then grabbed a fork from the drawer just in time to hear luke coming down the hall.

when i turned around, he had threw on some grey sweatpants and a white shirt. he walked towards the counter where i was standing and i handed him his food. he smiled and me and leaned into kiss me on the forehead. “thank you.” he said softly, and walked over to the island and began to eat.

i grabbed a plate for myself and put some of the spaghetti on a plate and went over to sit beside luke. we sat in comfortable silence as we ate together, making hardly any conversation.

as we finished, i grabbed the plates and sat them in the sink to be washed tomorrow, not wanting to worry about it tonight. i walked back over to luke and he stood up and grabbed my hand and guided me into my room. i had already changed into my pajamas earlier, so he lead me to the bed and pulled the covers back for both of us to get in.

he laid down first, me following shortly after and laying on his chest. his left arm came to wrap around my waist while his right stayed perched above his head. i looked up at him and kissed his jaw and he smiled in response before we fell asleep.

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes x you #new jersey devils

[hockeyboistrash]

i miss you when i'm gone | a.s

this happens before wearing blue in a sea of yellow but could also be read on its own.

"Yo, Arty! You joining us tonight?" Brock asked, spotting his teammate in the hallway as he left the locker room, not noticing that Arturs was on the phone. The team were on a high having just won their game against Arizona and decided to head out for some drinks before heading to California to end their road trip.

"Can't tonight, sorry guys." Arturs apologised. While he wanted to go out with his new teammates he also didn't want to ruin the plans the two of you made. Dinner and a movie over facetime. It was a way to spend time together while Arturs was away for games. He wanted to spend as much time with you as he could before he went back home to Latvia and you were on opposite timezones. This would be your first break since you started dating and he admittedly was nervous, having no idea whether your relationship would survive the distance.

The guys said goodbye to Arturs, letting him know where they were going if he changed his mind. After you knew he was alone again you spoke up. "You should join them."

"But we've got plans." Arturs said, like it was the most obvious thing. You loved that he didn't want to bail on you but you wanted him to go and have fun with the team. Being the newest member, having been called up from the AHL, he wasn't super close with anyone so going out would allow him to get to know everyone off the ice. You also wanted to try and finish your college work tonight as you could go to the next home game if you did.

"It's dinner and a movie over facetime. We can do it tomorrow night." You assured him. "Besides, I'm on a roll with my college work and if I finish it tonight you can have me for me the whole weekend. You'll be begging to be back on the road." You joked, eliciting a laugh out of Arturs.

"I would never. I miss you when I'm gone." He admitted after the laughter died down, a red tint creeping on his cheek which he was glad you couldn't see as he would be more embarrassed. He didn't mean for those words to spill out.

"I miss you too." You said after what felt like minutes of silence to Arturs, his spiraling thoughts quietening. You miss how his arms wrap around you as you laid on his chest in your bed that's slightly too small for him. You miss making breakfast together in the morning after spending the night together. You were certainly going to miss him when he goes back home for the summer but you knew that he would be happy spending time with his family. That was the only thing that would get you through those long months, knowing your boyfriend was happy.

"Are you sure you're okay with me going out?" Arturs asked, wanting to make sure.

"I wouldn't have suggested if I wasn't okay with it." You told him. "Now go before everyone is two drinks down."

"I'll call you later." Arturs promised. You said your goodbyes before hanging up.

-x-

It wasn't long before your phone lit up with a text from Arturs, asking how your college work was going. You grinned picking up your phone, taking a photo of your current position, wrapped in a blanket with your laptop screen lighting your face.

"Who's got you smiling?" Connor asked, noticing the smile on the goalies face as he brought over the next round of drinks. He could tell it wasn't a what but rather a who, having seen the smile numerous times on the roadie.

Arturs felt the heat creeping up his cheeks. Everyone was paying attention now, waiting expectantly for his answer. He didn't know how, or if, he could get out of this question. "My girlfriend." He finally admitted, it coming out more like a mumble but everyone at the table heard him.

Questions were flying at Arturs and he tried to answer every question. He told them how long you have been dating, that you're in college, and how you met. They were happy that there was someone in their teammates life who made him smile like that.

"Well, they sound like an amazing person." JT said after the questions died down. "We can't wait to meet them."

The conversation moved on and Arturs found himself enjoying the night. It was nice hanging out with the guys outside of rink. There was no pressure.

He slipped out of the booth and went outside when he saw your face flash up on his phone. "Hey." Arturs grinned when your voice floated through the speakers. "Sounds like you're having fun if you're still out." You were calling it a night, wrapped up in bed as sleep was plaguing you, while your boyfriend was wide awake.

"Yeah its been good." Arturs told you. "Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me Art. I'm glad you're having a good time." And you were. You knew how much of a struggle it has been being called up from the AHL so you were glad he could relax a bit, even if it is for one night.

"I wish you were here." Arturs said after a moment. Maybe it was the couple of drinks he had that was making him brave, telling you what he was thinking. "And I wish you could come with me this summer."

The whole thing was unspoken between you until now. You knew he was going to go back to Latvia for a couple of months, spending time with his family, but you chose to avoid thinking about it. Because not thinking about meant it wasn't real. But it was real and Artus had basically asked you to come with him. This was a new step in your relationship. One that you wanted to take.

"I've still got exams but I'm sure I could take a week or two out." You told him and his face lit up, not that you could see it. The two of you spoke about your upcoming trip. With each story and place to go Arturs told you about his smile grew. It was then, even with 1,554 miles separating you, that you loved this man and you couldn't imagine your life without him.

#arturs silovs #arturs silvos imagine #vancouver canucks #vancouver canucks imagine #canucks #nhl #nhl imagine

[littlehypnone]

hello!!! hope you’re having an amazing day/night :3!

could you maybe write one of the ghouls like overdoing it one day then have to take is super easy- like basically bed rest the day after cause it caused a flare up and they get some comfort? if not that’s alright and i hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/night!

i had mountain and dew thoughts, hope its okay

little mountain, cg dew, cg aether, lots of pain and crying, hurt/comfort, use of quintessence

Mountain knew he was overdoing it. Too much weight carrying, bending down, and, in general, just straining his back the whole day. But the spring just fully hit, it got warmer and there was a lot of work to be done in the gardens and greenhouses. And so Mountain was on it, even against his—and his packmates'—better judgment.

By the end of the day he was exhausted and in pain, but he was telling himself that it was still fine. It was just a dull ache all over his back and in his shoulders, he was fine.

Until he wasn’t.

The earth ghoul was just finishing up when he bent down to get one more of the big pots up from the ground and onto the bench when he first heard, then felt a sickening crack. Mountain cried out and crumpled to his knees next to the pot, gripping it tightly and trying to breathe deeply through the pain. It faded rather quickly—it was like an electrical shock went right through his spine—but it didn’t fade completely.

Mountain fought back tears of pain, exhaustion, and anger as he slowly got up. It hurt like hell, but he managed to stand and straighten up. He cursed the damn pot and himself and slowly made his way out of the greenhouse and back to the Abbey. The earth ghoul relied on his nose to not run into anyone, not in a mood for a scolding; it was better to avoid them altogether. It was late anyway.

He skipped the shower—not wanting to risk collapsing in there and actually needing someone to come help—and went straight to bed, downing a few painkillers before shutting his eyes.

It’s the morning now and it's so much worse.

Mountain barely wakes up before the pain slams into him and he drops immediately; and smaller than usually. He starts crying quietly, not really being able to move because it just hurts so much. He doesn’t know what to do so he just grabs his carrot and cries.

Just moments before Dewdrop startles awake to a nagging feeling in his chest. Something’s wrong and as he comes to, he realizes it’s his bond with Mountain that’s pulling him up. He’s out of the door and on the way to the earth ghoul’s before he knows it.

He finds Mountain all small and sobbing into his plushie and his heart breaks. Dewdrop all but runs to him and kneels on the edge of the bed to comfort the little ghoul.

He cries out in pain, though, when the bed dips, and the fire ghoul recoils in shock. “Rosey? What’s wrong, baby, talk to me.”

“M–mama,” he whimpers. “H–hurts, m–m’back. I’s bad.”

“Oh, love.” Dewdrop's heart hurts at the tiny, hurt voice. It must be really bad and the fire ghoul’s protective instincts kick right in. He texts Aether ‘emergency’ and turns to Mountain again, this time slower and more careful. “Alright, rosey, I’ll come under the covers gently, okay?”

“Help, m–mama,” the earth ghoul sobs, “hurts.”

“I know, baby, I know.” Dewdrop peels the comforter off of him and lays next to him as carefully as he can. He still jostles Mountain a little bit and he truly hates himself for it.

He kicks up his heat and hopes he’s close enough that it can seep into the earth ghoul’s body and hopefully relieve the pain as much as possible before Aether gets there with meds and quintessence.

Mountain is still crying, though, and Dewdrop hates his little sobs, hitching breaths, and shaking body—still in pain. He despises it.

“Cuddle, mama, please,” he hiccups and the fire ghoul wouldn’t be able to deny him anything even if he wanted to. He gently shuffles closer until his chest touches Mountain’s back and the little ghoul flinches at first contact, but relaxes a little when Dewdrop warms him up.

“There we go, baby,” he whispers as his hands land on Mountain’s little tummy. “Aeth will be here soon, alright?”

“Mhm.” Dewdrop hates that he can’t do much more for him but keep him close and warm and wipe his tears. His brows furrow when the earth ghoul speaks again, “‘m sorry, mama.”

“What for?”

“I–I was workin’ lot and–and–and i’s my fault ‘m hurt,” he sobs and tries to curl into himself more in shame, but he only flinches and cries harder.

“Mounty, hey, listen to me. Listen to me, baby, it’s okay. You’re okay, there’s nothing to apologize for. Nobody’s mad at you, I’m not mad at you–”

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Aether interrupts him, opening the door. Dewdrop’s definitely grateful for the distraction, Mountain’s not in the right state to be having serious talks with. “Aw, sapling, what happened?”

“Don’ wanna–I don’ wanna say,” the little ghoul whimpers and Dewdrop wipes his tears again.

“That’s alright, love.” Aether comes closer. “Just tell me what hurts, alright? That’s all I need from you.”

“I’s my back.”

“Thank you, sapling.” The quintessence ghoul smiles at him softly. “You’ll feel better soon. Do you want to go back to sleep, too?”

“‘eep, please, Aeth.” He looks at him with big, sad eyes and Aether nods. He sits on the edge of the bed and puts a hand over Mountain’s forehead and he’s back asleep in a flash.

Dewdrop sighs with relief, “Thank you. He hurts so bad and his little sobs…nearly started crying myself.”

“Yeah, I gotcha,” Aether chuckles, but there’s a furrow in his brows as he lets his quintessence go into Mountain’s nerves to look for the issue. “It’s bad, he really overdid it this time.”

“Lucifer…Well, we’ll have to have another talk soon. For now do what you can and we’ll let him sleep.”

#hypno writes #little ghouls #age regression #little mountain #cg dewdrop #cg aether

[mezz000]

just experienced a fake fan moment

I’m watching the lego Games stream late, because I “watched” the stream from Spain and experienced a beautiful riveting loading screen for 90% of it

so I saved the link to rewatch later, (with a lot of difficulty) thinking it will be gone in the morning. And after a battle against the sh*t wifi that raged on until 2am, went mimimi peacefully.

What do I find when I open my eyes at 7am this morning? Pain, anguish.

Not only is the stream still up, but after I was about to post “if anyone wants the link to the stream, hmu 🤭” pulling my hair cutely behind my ear and biting my lip, I remembered that the Games streams don’t get unlisted after they’re finished- they all stay up, on the channel. So I just sat stupidly in my little rickety caravan bed and wrote this instead

#smosh #shayne topp #smoshpit #smoshcast #smosh games #smosh cast #smosh pit #spencer agnew #smosh crew #smosh squad #smosh mouth #angela giarratana #smosh angela #angela smosh #smosh amanda #amanda smosh #amanda lehan canto #smosh chanse #chanse mccrary #amangela #amangela smosh #spencer smosh #tommy bowe

[starless-nightz]

VII. Moms pissed at me and the Stoll brothers are assholes

| MASTERLIST | WATTPAD |

Carmillas POV:

I was packing my things for tomorrow, everyone else was asleep except me and Bianca. I knew mom was pissed, especially cause shes refusing to talk to me right now, which is a bad sign.

I finished packing my bag and i put it down next to my bed, i looked over at Bianca who already finished, she looked nervous about tomorrow since it will be her first mission, i remember the first time i was going on a mission with the hunters, i was scared and nervous the whole time.

I glanced at mom and Phoebe, who were both already asleep. Mom refused to even look at me, i knew she was mad and that she didn't approve about me going, but she cant stop me if I'm going as a camper, even tho I'm not at camp most of the time I'm still considered one.

I looked back at Bianca then back at mom, just to check if she is asleep. "Hey, Bi, wanna sneak out?" I asked her with a smirk on my face. She looked back at me then back at mom. "Wouldn't be get in trouble?" she asked, her voice filled with worry.

"Come on, it wouldn't hurt to sneak out for a bir, wouldn't it?" I asked as i moved off the bed and towards her, getting into her face with a teasing girn. She blushed and looked away, thinking about it.

"Sure, but you're taking the blame if Zoe catches us." she told me.

We both slowly walked out of the cabin, making sure to not make any noise, once we were in the clear i grabbed her hand and ran towards the forest, she was barely keeping up with me.

"Where are we going?" she asked me, confused as she continued running behind me, " I want to show you my favourite place!" i told her, smiling back at her.

We ran to the edge of the forest, right near the beach. There was a huge rock surrounded by water, but there were a few rocks that could be hopped on to get to the big rock.

I hopped on the rocks and i held Biancas hand, helping her too. Once we got to the big rock we sat on it, looking uo at the stars, they were the most visible here.

"I like to go here whenever i'm nervous or scared, its my safe spot." i told ber, glancing at her. Bianca blushed and she looked away, realising that i knew that she was still nervous about tomorrow.

"I know you're nervous about tomorrow, to be honest I'm too, but don't worry to much, okay?" told her and gently took her hand in mine, squeezing it a bit.

Bianca looked at me and she smiled, for a moment i swear i saw her look down on my lips for a split second, but its probably just my imagination.

We both sat in comfortable silence as we looked up at the stars and the moon, Bianca laid her head on my shoulder, both of us taking comfort in the silent night.

"I'm going to kill those stupid little fucks-" I was cut off by mom hiding me on the head. It was tomorrow morning, or rather it was still night since the sun hasn't shown up yet, and the stupid Stoll brothers decided to poison the shirt they gave Phoebe.

I was extremely pissed off, the only reason i still haven't marched up to the Hermes cabin was cause mom and Bianca were stopping me.

We reluctantly went to the Artemis table on the dinner pavilion to eat before we go on the quest. I could feel someone was watching us, but i didn't know who.

"It cannot be cured," mom said to Bianca. "Not quickly, at any rate."

"But how did it happen?" Bianca asked, obviously since she was new to this world she didn't know.

"A foolish prank," i growled. "Those stupid Stoll boys from the Hermes cabin. Centaur blood is like acid! Everyone with a damn brain knows that! They sprayed the inside of that Artemis Hunting Tour T-shirt with it." i was practically ready to throw hands at them, maybe i can set their cabin on fire.

"That's terrible!" Bianca gasped, it is, I would know.

"She will live," mom said. "But she'll be bedridden for weeks with horrible hives. There is no way she can go. It's up to me, Carmilla... and thee."

"But the prophecy," Bianca said. "If Phoebe can't go, we only have four. We'll have to pick another."

"There is no time," mom said. "We must leave at first light. That's immediately. Besides, the prophecy said we would lose one."

"In the land without rain," Bianca said, "but that can't be here."

"It might be," mom said, though she didn't sound convinced. "The camp has magic borders. Nothing, not even weather, is allowed in without permission. It could be a land without rain."

"But-"

"Bianca, hear me." Moms voice was strained.

"I... I can't explain, but I have a sense that we should not pick someone else. It would be too dangerous. They would meet an end worse than Phoebe's. I don't want Chiron choosing a camper as our sixth companion. And... I don't want to risk another Hunter."

Both me and Bianca was silent. "You should tell Thalia the rest of your dream." I told her, but she only shook her head.

"No. It would not help."

"But if your suspicions are correct, about the General-"

"I have thy word not to talk about that," mom said. She sounded really anguished. "We will find out soon enough. Now come you two. Dawn is breaking."

As the we sprinted down the steps, mom and i froze, i knew i felt a presence and so did mom, her eyes narrowing. Both mine and her hand crept toward our bows, but then Bianca said, "The lights of the Big House are on. Hurry!"

And mom and i followed her out of the pavilion.

#pjo x oc #pjo x reader #pjo oc #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #percy jackson x reader #percy jacskon and the olympians #percy jackson #bianca di angelo x reader #bianca di angelo #nico di angelo x reader #nico di angelo

[todayisafridaynight]

empty nest

#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku 7 #yakuza series #yakuza 7 #yakuza like a dragon #masumi arakawa #jo sawashiro #snap sketches #'snap arent you supposed to be asleep' YEAH SUPPOSED TO #UUUUUGGGGGHVLKJLKJLKJC WEITS DONE ITS FINALLY DONE I HATE EVERYTHING BUT NOT ACTUALLY #I SHOULDVE WENT TO BED SIX HOURS AGO BUT I DONT CAAAAARRRE ITS DONE IM FREEEEEEE I STAYED UP TO FINISH IT #free to do commission work and have a crisis this week Thats Fun (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) #ugh do i have anything left to say other than The Usual. #enjoy. please. im begging you. please enjoy. #im forcing myself to ignore small mistakes and things that generally bother me cause i can NOT work on this anymore #if i do im gonna sell my soul #OK BYE IM LATE FOR MY MORNING ROUTINE #IF THERES ANY GLARING ISSUES IDC DEAL WITH IT #IM LITERALLY GOING TO HANG MYSELF I ONLY NOW NOTICED I DID THE YEAR WRONG ON THE TWIT VERSION #I CANT EDIT TWIT POSTS NOOOOOOOOOOOOO I REMEMBERED TO FIX THE MONTH THERE BUTLKAEJLKAJ #WHATEVER IM LEAVING FORREAL NOW BYE BYE BYE DONT TALK TO ME BYE #I DONT HAVE THE ENERGY TO TELL MY JOKES AND DO MY COMENTARY IDC BYE BYE BYE #NEVER COLORING A LONG COMIC LIKE THIS AGAIN I PROMIIIIIISSSSEE

[bongwateriero]

here at the end of all things (frodo!frank)

#it’s done!!!! #i cried while doing most of it #and then went to bed and finished it this morning #rat posts #mcr #lotr #lotrank #frank iero #*yesterday morning #this sat in my drafts for a second

[megaawkwardhuman]

this book has taught me to focus on what's really important

SEE I'M NOT LYING WHEN I SAY I FINISH MOST OF MY DRAWINGS AT 2 AM IT'S LIKE A FUCKING CURSE OR SOMETHING

anyway here's the rough sketch I made for this that I already posted but shhhh no I didn't

#originally I was going to write the full name of the book but just having I'm ok on there was funnier to me #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #wwdits fanart #nandor the relentless #*funny tag for my art* #I would like to thank the sunk cost fallacy for getting me through this drawing #seriously I almost gave up on this drawing #(like normally I finish a drawing the day I start it but I got so frustrated #at one point I straight up went to bed hoping to finish it in the morning) #but I'm glad I pushed through and finished this!!!