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apocalypseornaw · 9 months

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Should've Known (1/3)

(NOT MY GIF)

Benny Lafitte x Reader (reader has nickname of Bandit. This will be a mini series with the break up first then how they got together then Benny coming to find her)

Human/Hunter Benny AU

When you have a confrontation with Benny's ex there's some truths you have to face

Andrea's words still rang in your ears as you moved around Benny's place, plucking up everything that belonged to you and throwing it into your duffle bag. Elizabeth was supposed to call you before he left the café but if she happened to get busy or if he slipped out without her realizing... well you didn't want him coming home to you leaving him. With any hope you'd be halfway to Sioux Falls by the time he realized you were gone.

How could you have been so stupid? How could you not have seen the fact that you were just a rebound? Of course he still loved Andrea....you were just an easy option when he'd ended up alone. You blinked away the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes as you replayed the conversation with Andrea in your head.

She'd found you in a coffee shop in New Orleans, you'd driven there to meet Jo and Veronica, just your luck they'd been late. Normally you didn't let anyone else's opinion of you matter but you were fresh off a hunt, bruised to hell and back and had a fresh line of stitches across your shoulder that hurt every time you moved the wrong way.

You hadn't even known what the hell she was doing in Louisiana, let alone the exact coffee shop you'd picked to meet your friends in. "Andrea, I don't want to get into this with you" you'd tried the path to being the bigger person but the moment she'd said "You're a little broken shell of a woman. Your parents didn't even want you that's how poor Bobby ended up being saddled with you" you'd swung on her. You knocked her backwards over two tables and probably would've gone to jail had Jo and Veronica not shown up when they did.

"Woah! Bandit what the hell?" Jo was the first one in the door and grabbed you before you could go after Andrea again. "She's a fucking bitch and I'm gonna show her ass what this broken shell of a woman can do!" Veronica ever the calmer heads prevail was talking the batista out of calling the police and telling Andrea just to back off.

You were still struggling against Jo when Andrea got to her feet with the help of a few bystanders who were using offering assistance as a means to be nosy "Oh honey, did you really think Benny fell for someone like you after having someone like me?" "Are you just pissed he found someone better?" Jo asked loosening her grip on you when Andrea scoffed "Better? No. Easier? Yeah"

Jo let you go completely at that but about that time a cop car rolled by the window. "Shit" you muttered and Andrea smiled "Perks of being an heiress over a Neanderthal" you bristled at her words but didn't move from your spot "Why are you so damn hateful?"

She shrugged "Benny and I may have had our issues but I'm the one who'll always have his heart. Funny thing is you're here in New Orleans the same weekend he asked me to swing through Carencro" she glanced at the chain that had fallen out of your shirt and the ring that was on it before adding "Oh now that's just pathetic, is that the same ring he gave me?" You felt like ice water had been thrown on you "What?"

Jo could sense your change from anger so before Andrea could see you break she slid between the two of you "Get one thing straight Kormos. I don't give a damn who your daddy is, hurt her and I'll tear you and Benny apart"

With that Jo grabbed your arm and walked you out between her and Veronica. You managed to make it to your car before the anger and embarrassment filled tears started to fall from your eyes "He gave me the ring he gave her?"

Jo cut her eyes at Veronica before stepping in front of you "Cmon bandit" when you didn't respond to your nickname she called your name harshly and that was enough to make you meet her eyes "Do not put yourself down any. Andrea is a manipulative bitch, she got pissed that Benny wouldn't sell his bar and wouldn't talk Elizabeth into selling the café. She is jealous of you and even if he was dumb enough to give you the same ring, if he's dumb enough to not see how fucking amazing you are forget him! Come home to Sioux Falls. You know Mom and Bobby always have a place for you. We can go back to hunting together, Sam and Dean are always up for you hunting with them. You don't need Benny nor Carencro"

Jo and Veronica had ended up following you back to Carencro once you left New Orleans. Jo was the closest thing you had to a sister and she refused to let you be alone.

You looked over the place one final time to make sure nothing that belonged to you was left behind. After making sure you pulled the necklace from your pocket and placed it on the kitchen counter with the note you'd written Benny, Jo's idea to leave your favorite coffee mug next to the note to rub salt into the wound popped into your head so you did just that before laying your keys down next to it as well. You didn't need keys to his place, the café or the bar anymore.

You locked the door before shutting it behind yourself. Jo was sitting on the hood of your car but Veronica was already gone. "Where Roni go?" You asked and she gave you a small smile "She just got a head start. I told her she could go ahead, that I'd ride back with you. Figured we could do the diner and roadside attraction thing on the way back like we used to"

You nodded slowly "Ok" with one final look at the place you'd spent most of your time over the last couple years when you weren't hunting you climbed into your car. There wasn't anything left for you here, Elizabeth had confirmed that Andrea hadn't been lying...Benny had asked her to come to Carencro while you were gone. You didn't know why nor did you want to know. He was free to be with who he wanted and you could go back to your life before you'd ever met him.

Benny was tired when he got off his shift at the café. He was supposed to open the bar too but luckily Morgan had been able to go in so that meant he could head home and get some sleep. You were supposed to be back the following day from meeting Jo and Veronica, after Andrea hadn't showed up for the meeting he'd scheduled he was hoping she wouldn't wait to shown until you were back. He wanted this done quickly and without you knowing.

He walked into his place and knew something was wrong. It felt empty. The photo of you, Sam, Dean and Jo was gone off the mantle over the fireplace. Your extra boots weren't at the front door. He felt his stomach drop as he headed into the bedroom to check.

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He didn't know what he'd done wrong. You'd called him just that morning to let him know you'd made it to New Orleans safe and sound. You'd told him you loved him before you hung up and what? Decided to make the return trip and leave him right after?

He walked into the kitchen and spotted your coffee mug sitting next to a piece of paper. He picked up the black mug and turned it over, the raccoon on it smiling at him as if his entire world wasn't falling apart. He sat it down then picked up the paper, your necklace falling out of it and the ring making an impossibly loud noise as it hit the floor.

Benny,

Andrea was in New Orleans. We had a nice little chat. Elizabeth confirmed she wasn't lying about some of the things she said so I'm assuming she wasn't lying about most of it. I don't know why I thought this would work, she's an heiress and I'm a hunter. We couldn't be more polar opposites. I was your friend before I was your lover, I know losing her hurt you, I should've listened to Dean when he tried to warn me but I was always hard headed. I'm headed home to Bobby's so you don't have to worry. I'm safe and won't be hunting alone. Know I loved you.

@valeks-star

@123passwort

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themultifandomgal · 2 years

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Hi! Can I please send a request where Sweet Pea and YN start off as enemies but it’s all miss communication because SP thinks YN is just another Northsider and YN things SP is a little scary (like the serpents scare her) can they meet when the serpents first arrive at the school. thank you

Hey. I hope this is ok

Sweet Pea- Rumours Pt1

Today is the day the Southsiders arrive at Riverdale High. I walk into school seeing Veronica and Archie setting up a welcome table

"Hey YN, you coming to help out settle Jughead and the others?" Veronica smiles

"You mean the people who fought Archie and the Bulldogs? yeah I'll pass"

"Archie did point a gun in their face to be fair" Betty comments walking over with Josie and Kevin when the doors bust open, I turn around and see a sea of leather jackets, straight away my eyes fix on the tall Serpent taking the lead of the group. Forgetting that I was going to walk off before they arrived I am now stood behind the desk with Veronica and the others

"Friends. On behalf of the students and faculty here at Riverdale High welcome to your new school. To ease this transition I've set up a registration desk where you can get your locker assignments, class schedules and a list of sports and extracurriculars. We encourage each and everyone of you to drink deeply from the cup that is fair riverdale"

"Stand down Eva Peron" I turn hearing Cheryl's voice who is walking down the stairs with Reggie by her side and the other cheerleaders and Bulldogs behind them

"Theres the school spirt I so fondly remember" Jughead says. Cheryl and the others walk towards us

"Cheryl" Veronica folds her arms "no one invited fascists barbie to the party"

"Wrong Veronica. No one invited Southside scum to our school. Listen up ragamuffins. I will not allow Riverdale's Highs above average GPA to suffer because of classrooms overcrowded with underachievers so please find some other school to debase with your hardscrabble ways"

"You wanna come over here and say that to my face?" a girl with pink in her hair moves forward clearly irritated by Cheryl

"Happily queen of the buskers" Cheryl steps closer

"Ok guys. Everyone" Archie gets in the middle of Cheryl and the pink hair girl "can we just put our Northside Southside differences apart and start over? A new slate"

"You don't speak for the bulldogs. And need I remind you these greaser snakes showed up at your place to kick your ass" Reggie comes forward to stand next to me "YN don't get mixed up with this lot. Your too innocent" I roll my eyes at Reggie

"Time to finish what we started" the tall boy walks forward angrily. Jughead stops him by holding his shoulder

"I am so over the toxic masculinity in this hallway right now"

"Alright. Enough pomp and circumstance. Everyone let's get to class. Now" I hear Principal Weatherbee. He walks over to us and waves us away to our classes.

My first class of the day is English. As I wait for class to start, in walks the girl with pink in her hair and the tall guy

"Please find an empty seat" our teacher tells the two. The pink hair girl walks over to the table in front of me when Betty is sitting, while the tall guy huffs and sits next to me. I sigh shifting uncomfortably

"Another entitled princess" I choose to ignore him, thankfully class starts almost immediately after.

Finally after a few classes it's time for lunch. I sit down in the student lounge next to Kevin awkwardly looking between 3 of the Serpents. Veronica walks over breaking the ice

"I don't think we've properly met. Veronica Lodge" she extends a hand to girl

"From the park avenue Lodges" Jug says while eating a bag of chips

"Toni Topaz" the girl Toni shakes Veronicas hand

"Oh. Like the purple coloured gem stone. Love it" Veronica smiles

"I'm Kevin, this is YN" Kevin nods towards me then looks at a boy who's eating twizlers "what's your name?" Kevin nods towards him

"Fogarty or you can call me Fangs. Your last names Keller right?"

"Yeah how did you know that?"

"Joaquin and I used to hang out. He used to talk about you all the time. This is Sweet Pea" I scoff at names

"Got a problem Princess?" Sweet Pea leans forward

"What no, sorry" I quickly reply "it's just your names are just... I'm gonna shut up sorry" I look down.

Later that day Reggie makes it seem that the Serpents have spray painted the floor. Finally it's the end of the day and time for my shift at pops.

The bell rings signalling that someone has just walked in. I look up and see the three Serpents walking in and taking a booth. I grab my pen and paper and make my way over to the group

"Hi welcome to Pops, I'm YN and I'll be your waitress today. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask" I give a little smile to the group. Toni smiles back at me

"Hey, your in my English class right?"

"Yeah I am"

"You sit next to Sweet Pea don't you?" Toni nudges the tall Serpent who grunts in responses not looking at me

"Anyway what can I get you guys?"

"One strawberry milkshake, one chocolate and one vanilla please" Toni asks

"Of course, any food?"

"No that's it thank you" I give Toni another smile and walk to the kitchen handing Pops the order.

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blissfulraine · 5 months

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Duedett: a Bayveres 2014 fanfiction

intro: okay so this is just creative writing to up my games for in general fun and creative outlets, (if you have requests or math cup i still write them,message me separate in my ask box) anyway like it or dont this is here for amusement and personal gain. Enjoy <3

CHARTER TWO

I groaned.

For what feels like the 80th time I held the crouched pose , smiling, and waving my hands in a frenzy, all while trying to look good. As much as I love drama, sometimes it sure does get aggravational to do this sometimes.

“ higher arms maddie!” My head snapped up as I lifted my arms higher to touch one of our ‘flounder’ actors' shoulders making my arms as straight as I possibly could, the stiffness in them starting to burn at my muscles. I think his name was James but I could totally be wrong. I squinted my eyes up at the tanned, overly exaggerated and forced smiling face. ‘He sure looks like James to me’. holding the pose I smiled brighter, making my best mersister face. I think Ms.green knew we were tired because she heaved a sigh and lifted her arm in the air; like clockwork the five other mersisters surrounding me raised their arm and after a moment or two took a steep bow. i to took that steep bow, although I’m not very good at it in the costume.

“ That's it for today, remember i'll be posting the dance you just did inside the drama classroom so watch it,” she looked up over the edge of her red rimmed glasses, bringing her eyes to Veronica the junior, her tone dripping with annoyance,

“and practice it.” you know it's bad when she mentions that we need more practice, we are so close to opening night and we barely have the routine down. I grunt, slinging the 30 pound backpack over my shoulders, leaning down to collect the rest of my spilled belongings that sat under tue seats of the auditorium. With a handful of pens,loose papers, and a book the size of my face I trudged off to the left wing where my locker graciously awaited to relive me of the massive weight. I had long since remembered that passcode to get in, it was now merely muscle memory as I pulled out the several text books I carried with me all day as I turned the numbered knob expertly. God only knows why the school system has to make each text book 20 pounds a piece .Dusting myself off, my shoulders now lightened from the load,I catch my reflection in the reflective surface of the glass panes leading into a random classroom.

“Oh god” I said , turning around to meet eyes with myself in my disheveled, sweaty glory. "I really need to change.” And so instead of going my normal route to the front door, I grabbed my second pair of clothes and changed them in the locker rooms. As I straightened my glasses in the mirror and checked my mascara, staring at my reflection, my favorite loose white overalls and a baggy t-shirt underneath, all paired up wit my low cut UGGs; I look like a art kid. I grabbed my handbag. It was full of pens, ruined mechanical pencils, loose change,chapstick ,my phone and ID. I started hurriedly walking in the direction of the metro station, going the same way the rest of the busy pedestrians was heading. i zoned out,not taking in the noise as the world seemed to melt into a colorful blur of people and indie music that blared deafeningly into my ears, that is until an bloodcurdling scream rang so loud, so clear,i stooped all movement, the scream piercing the air like a sharp whistle. I pulled my head phones out to be met by pure, overwhelming, hectic chaos. hundreds of people screaming and running around from men in full black suits and masks, undoubtedly the largest group of terrorists to be in New york city. the Foot clan soldiers that have been the pinnacle of conversion and politics for the past 5 months were dragging innocent and screaming civilians down into the meteor station. My heart seemed to begin sprinting in my ribcage, my ears ringing, as I began to hyperventilate, panicking where I stood. People from all sides rushed to get away from the oncoming masked brigade, as all around me people were being grabbed and brought down to the subway station. Every instinct in my body told me to run; every fiber of my body was yelling at me to move my feet that seemed to be frozen to that corner as adrenaline and fear streamed through my brain. My bearings hit me like a bus to say the least, turning on my heel I made a mad, clumsy dash for anywhere but where I was, as I zeroed in on the screams coming from every direction. Right before I could even get a measly 2 feet, the air I could barely retain in my lungs was shivering as I was grabbed by the back of my shirt,yanking me back as I stumbled into the most unfriendly embrace of a chokehold i've ever been in. I cried out, never having been so panicked in my life, never having my thoughts run at the speed they were going at now, as i struggle and squirm, hyperventilating, just trying to get away to the best of my abilities as my brain engrossed in the thought of being killed in a mass homicide until now. I didn't know I had been dragged all the way down the stairs into the long, cold tunnel of the tan tiled walls of the subway station B3 of Manhattan until I was harshly thrown into the ground by the man who had grabbed me.

“Stay down if you want to live.” he told me threateningly, pointing a large machine gun in my face. I looked frantically all around me for away out, that was until my eyes landed directly on a small curly haired girl. She looked no older than 6 years old, if it's possible I looked harder at her, trying to get through the tears streaming down my face and past the sobs that wrecked her body. I tapped her on the shoulder, and smiled at her gently as she whipped her head around to face me, fear distinctly engraved in her features. I must look insane so I wiped the bottom of my eyes to make sure no mascara would smear, making me look worse. I motioned for her to sit closer, but to no avail she didn't move staying frozen in place.i looked around to see if there were any guards, i need to give her some comfort, this must be traumatizing to her and to everyone here but for a young girl to have this happen without mom or dad? No way.

“Sweetie, did you lose your mom or dad,” I asked gently shoving the voice cracks and fear down, looking around for a similar, yet older, match to her tanned caramel face. She nodded as she continued to cry, I shushed her gently, it was all I could do without making a scene while trying to get my bearings and have at least some control over the situation. She was terrified and obviously didn't know where or what was going on; and to be honest, neither did I.

“ Hey,” I stated gently grabbing her wrist. “ I can help you find them after this is done, but you gotta come here so I can keep you safe.” she nodded, crawling over to the corner I was thrown into. Surprisingly, insead of being hesitant like most kids, she straight away buried her face in my shirt, trembling. I know she isn't cold but I untied the pink, almost roble like hoodie that was tied into a ball around my purse straps and covered her in it. It isn't much protection, I think as I look over the girl covered in the light pink fabric, but at least it can give her something to hide in and feel safer. I looked around for anything else I could giver here when I saw the light blue glowing star plush keychain on the corner of my bag. It unclipped with a snap of metal as I handed it to her, She looked up at the movement, tilting here head.

“ That's Daryal, he'll give you good dreams for later,keep it, it's yours now.” She hugged it close, burying her face back in my sweater. Then I heard it. Over the gunshots in the distance, over the yelling, was a clear and consistent beeping noise; from right behind me. I turned to face whatever it was, and oh my god…

it was a bomb, counting down for 10 minutes till explosion. Panicking I mashed the red button aggressively with my thumb, hoping to whatever god out there it didn't go off. I thanked my lucky stars as the timer stopped.I looked around for others that i could do the same to, but nope, i couldn't reach any others spread out through the room, at least if i don't want to get shot. All of a sudden, a woman spoke. She was the only one without a mask and by the way she held herself, with such authority,obviously was the person in charge of the masked terrorist group.

"WE KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE!" she shouted with a thick accent that sounded similar to japanese. I looked around but only saw the Foot soldiers and fearful hostages, looking around in bewilderment. Was she talking about the vigilant April was going on about? Does this mean April is not in need of mental help? Who were they?and where could they be? There's where else for a person to hide in this broad, barely lit station. She turned to me and before I knew what was happening she had pointed a gun directly at my forehead. There was a click to my far left as we both craned our heads to look and see April O’Neil, camera out, and recording the scene. With a closer look my blood ran cold, it was April, her camera out and looking directly at me. The dark haired woman began a march up to her, gun outstretched in a firing position.

"WE'LL START WITH HER" I gasped mortified at the scene, as the girl sobbed at full capacity into my side. I was scared. I was mortified of what was about to happen to my friend, my caretaker, my step-aunt! I thought of what would happen when the rest of her family would think if she was killed, what would happen after april to? I looked at the girl and back in April, who caught my gaze, looking at me with a mix of horror and shock. So I did the only thing my brain let me do.

“APRIL!”

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softie-rain · 2 years

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Hi 👋🏾 it's me again lmao so this is my request I was hoping if you could do a JD x black female reader one and like they were together and he cheated on her with Veronica [bad JD🥲] and can you include these numbers from the angst prompt 3,5,6,8 and 10 sorry if this is a lot I hope you can do my request and I hope you have a great day 😊 💜

Only love can hurt like this

pairings: jason dean x black!fem!reader

warnings: mention of racism, cheating and strong language

summary: you knew something was off with jd... you just would never thought it was for that.

a/n: i really hope i did it good and since it was my first time writing with black reader, please tell me if i have wrote anything that can be considered offensive or that you don't like, and i'll make sure to fix it.

also you didn't specify the ending so i hope it's ok how i choose it 😭

is this out of character? probably. do i care? no.

prompt used:

3) "You're a mess." "I'm not a mess." "I can tell you've been crying."

5)"You're here." "I'm here. Just like I promised."

6)"You're in my head, even when you're not supposed to be. It's shouldn't be so hard to let you go."

8)"Every time I see you I just feel more alone."

10)"I can never do anything right, can I ?!"

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You always compared loving JD to a ride on a rollercoaster.

You loved him, you really did. But he was a very… difficult person to love. But you didn't blame him. He had a tough life since the day he was born (according to you at least), damned to live with his father.

In a way, your mother has always told you the same thing about yourself -for different reasons- on those days when you'd come back home crying because of insults from older kids, that you couldn't understand yet.

But JD didn't care. He never did. He loved you, "more than anything or anyone I've ever loved." And that was enough for you.

But it wasn't for him apparently.

A whole week had passed since you found out he had cheated on you with no one else but Mrs. Veronica Sawyer herself.

You had nothing against her, hell you still didn't. You thought she was a nice girl -she had pulled that prank on Martha, but she was definitely nicer than the other Heathers- and you couldn't bring yourself to blame her.

For some reason, it was all JD's fault. And technically it was.

"I knew it wasn't going to last long." Chandler's voice was meaner than usual the morning you found out. And to be meaner than usual, it meant a lot since it was her.

You turned to look at her confused. "What?" Heather let a short laugh escape her mouth, smirking. "You and Jesse James. I mean, I knew it was gonna end soon because it's you, and it's obvious he was going to look for someone better, so really, you can be that surprised."

You kept staring at her. It wasn't the first time Heather Chandler picked up on you for your and JD relationship. She despised him, but if there was someone he despised more than him, that was you.

Besides, you weren't surprised. Just completely oblivious to what she was talking about. "Heather, me and JD are still dating." Duke started giggling, but was immediately interrupted by Heather's deathly stare. "I wouldn't be so sure of that." She added, turning back to you again.

"Not for long, at least." And with that, the three of them left, leaving you standing confused in the school hallways.

You didn't think much about it, thinking she had been messing with you. Still, on the way home, you heard your name being called. "Y/n?" Veronica called you from behind.

"Hey Veronica. Need something?" She was acting weird. She was nervous, fidgeting with her fingers, not meeting your eyes. "I'm- I'm sorry, I really am. We weren't thinking, and I just- I was pissed, and he didn't say no I'm- It's all my fault, I'm so sorry." She mumbled.

You raised an eyebrow. "Veronica, what are you talking about?" She almost looked like she was about to cry.

"Uhm, me and JD, we, we had sex." Oh. "Oh."

Veronica nodded, not knowing what to do. "I had a small fight with Heather, and I don't know why I went to JD. He comforted me, one thing led to the other and we ended up naked in his bed. I'm so sorry y/n I really am, I should have never done that, I know." You could tell she felt miserable about it.

You didn't know what to say, so you just told her not to worry and that you were glad she told you. And then just left, running home and closing yourself in your room.

Where you obviously started crying. Why? I mean, you knew why. But why?

He told you so many times he loved you, that he would have denied himself even to Aphrodite herself.

Guess Veronica Sawyer didn't count though.

You lied in bed, exhausted. You loved JD, worshipped him almost. And you knew for sure that he worshipped you -not sure anymore.

You got up and went to look at yourself in the mirror. Crying didn't suit you for sure, you were pretty much a mess.

You went back to bed when you heard your window opening. No. You thought. Not now. "Hey." He said softly, making his way into your room and laying in bed next to you, cuddling you. "Weren't we supposed to meet at Snappy Snack Shack after school?" Right.

"I forgot. Sorry." Couldn't he just leave you alone in your sadness and loneliness?

"You're a mess." You heard him say suddenly.

"I'm not a mess." You answered, denying your previous thought. "I can tell you've been crying." He mumbled in your hair, kissing your hair.

"What's wrong?" He asked. You shook your head. "Nothing."

"You're a terrible liar, darling."

"Yeah well, it seems you are a great one" You didn't mean to say that. But you did.

"Hm?" He murmured confused. "What are you talking about?" You turned to face him. It was now or never.

"Veronica stopped to talk to me after school." You began, and you could see his eyes widened. "She told me everything. But I'd like to hear it from you too."

Lie. You didn't want to. You knew it was going to hurt like hell, hearing him say those words. But you asked him anyway, because a part of you didn't want to believe it.

He hid his face in his hands, avoiding your look. "I'm sorry y/n I'm- I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what JD?"

He looked at you. "Please don't make me say it."

Slowly, the sadness was starting to be replaced by anger. An anger you believed you had all the right to feel.

"So you can do it but you can't say it?" You asked him. He took your hand to kiss it, leaning in to move the kisses all up your arm. "Please. I'm sorry." He said in between each kiss.

You took away your arm from his lips. "Say it, Jason."

He closed his eyes, and looked down once again. "I'm sorry I cheated on you." He whispered. You held back the tears that wanted to fall down once again. "Get out."

You said simply. He looked at you but didn't move. "I said. Get out." He shook his head. "No."

"JD." You said, trying to stay calm. "Get the fuck out. I don't wanna do this now."

He laughed. "You don't wanna do this now? Then when, y/n? When? You and I both know you'll never want to talk about this, so we may as well do this now."

You got up and went to the window he came in by. "I don't care. You screwed up badly, and I don't want to talk about it now."

He laughed again. "Screwed up badly? Because I fucked Veronica Sawyer once?"

And there, you just lost it.

"Yes JD, because you fucked her! I don't care if it was one time, or two, or whether you want, you had sex with her, you cheated on me, and that won't change!"

"It was a mistake, I made a mistake, that's true, but you can't just give up on us for this!"

"I sure as hell can! And I'm not giving up on you, I just need time!"

He was now standing too, taking deep breaths. You were starting to get slightly scared. You knew how he could get when he lost control over his anger, but he never took it out on you.

You were always the one to calm him down.

"I can never do anything right, can I ?!" He yelled. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

He runs a hand through his hair, getting closer to you. "This is just the perfect excuse to leave me, isn't it? God, I knew you were going to soon or later. This was just the last straw of patience you had left for me uh? You can't stand me anymore, just say it."

You reached him so that you were now standing a few inches from each other. You could feel his heavy breath on your face.

"Listen." You said. "It's not like that." You put your hand on his chest, almost to stop him from saying anything else. "I love you Jason Dean. And I have all the patience of the world -as you say it- with you. And this is not an excuse to leave you."

You gently pushed him away. "So please try to understand that between you and me, right now, I'm the victim more than you are." Was he even the victim at all?

He didn't say anything. Just looked at you, tears evident in his eyes, and left from the window. He stopped in your backyard and looked up, but you were already back on your bed, hugging your knees.

And so there you were, one week later, at your locker. When you opened it, a note fell from it. Another one.

You didn't bother opening it, knowing who it was from and what it said. Some heartbreaking apology probably, by Jason. You refused to talk to him the last few days, even if he tried. So he just kept leaving notes in your locker hoping you'd open them.

You didn't.

Once your last period was over you, as usual, walked home. Actually, usually JD took you home with his bike. You hated that you missed him, because oh, you did.

But you hated him for it. And you hated yourself. And the stupid feeling of sadness that wasn't leaving you, ever.

It wasn't just that you missed him. You missed the way he made you feel. Loved, special, like you belonged to each other. And for a while, you believed the bullshit he told you.

Who knows, maybe he actually believed him too. But his actions spoke very differently from his words. Yet you would have lied to yourself if you said you didn't think about forgiving him.

Having him back, being back in his arms. All you always wanted and craved, back to you. And as summoned, you heard his voice calling for you. He was on his bike, riding slowly so that he could keep up with you.

"Y/n? Can we talk please?" You didn't answer and just kept walking. "Darling c'mon. I just want to talk. Nothing more." He insisted. You stopped in track and so did he, jumping off his bike and going to you. "Meet me at that small park behind my house, ok? In, uh, three hours. Hm?"

You took your time to give him an answer. He was right, in some way. You had to talk about it, soon or later. And besides, the worst that could happen is that you'll be back as things already were: you ignoring him and him desperately trying to get you back.

You nodded. "Promise me. Please." He was begging, again. It was something he did a lot lately.

"I promise I'll be there." You said. More like your lips moved before you could stop them, but you did anyway. "Thank you." He said, betraying a smile he was trying to hold.

Three hours later you were looking for him at said park, already regretting your choice. He was sitting on a bench, waiting for you.

"You're here." He said once he saw you. "I'm here. Just like I promised." You replied, less cold than you intended.

He moved so you could sit with him. "Look. I know I fucked up. I had no right in saying those things I told you that day, and I understand if you're mad at me. I mean, of course you are.

"I don't know why I did what I did. Maybe a part of me like Veronica- But not more than I love you. I thought that I could have done it without you. Damn pride, I really thought I could.

"But I can't. I was alone before, you brought a light in my life, and now every time I see you I just feel more alone."

He took your hands in his, he wasn't even trying to hide his tears anymore. "I love you, y/n. And I understand if you don't want to forgive me, but at least consider it?"

You bit your lip nervously. Was he lying? No. JD may have been a good liar, but he never cried. He was telling the truth.

Your mind wanted to explode. You didn't know what to do. If you forgave him, you could come back on being the couple you were before. Weird for sure. But happy, as you've never been. Still, you'd have the constant doubt if he would cheat on you again.

On the other hand, if you didn't forgive him, he would go back to being alone, as he stated, and you'd come back to not feeling loved. But at least you knew you couldn't get more heart-broken.

You gently rubbed your finger on his hand, and he immediately looked up at you. You kept staring at your intertwined hands.

"You're in my head, even when you're not supposed to be. It shouldn't be so hard to let you go."

You said. You slowly raised your head meeting his eyes, a hint of hope in them.

"But you have to understand that what you did really hurt me, JD. More than you think."

He nodded, kissing your cheek. "I know. I know it did."

You caressed his cheek. "I can't forgive you JD." You told him simply, and you could see the light in his eyes slowly fading out.

Still, he nodded again, accepting your answer. "Ok, I understand. I respect your decision and-" He choked on his words, keeping a sob from coming out. "-and I just wish you the best darling."

You chuckled. "You didn't let me finish, dumbass." He raised an eyebrow confused. "I can't forgive you. But we can try again, and we can learn to trust each other again." You explained to him.

He smiled at you. Without even giving you the time of reacting he kissed your lips, hugging tight and close to him. You could feel his tears wetting your own cheeks and lips, but you didn't care. You were finally back in his arms.

"Thank you." He breathed out, leaning his forehead on yours. "Thank you. I promise I'll do everything to gain your trust back." He whispered.

You smiled and gave him another quick kiss. "Yeah that's the least." You mumbled. In response he just chuckled, and shut you with another kiss.

requested by @njcrazy19 :)

#jason dean #jason dean x you #jason dean x y/n #jason dean x reader #jason dean imagine #jd x reader

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v-via-a · 9 months

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SODAPOP IMAGINE PART TWO-

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT!

After the drama with Sodapop and Steve, Effy had slightly calmed down, feeling sorry for what happened but still also annoyed Sodapop had not called over or had rang, Effy didn’t dare either, she sadly thought it was over with, until three days later there’s a knock on her door…..

3 days Later

EFFY WINSTON

Dancing around my room to singing. Packing my bag for the night for Evie's since Dallas and Tim were out of town for the night for their jobs.

I didn't know what to do, So I whispered I love you, He said that he loved me too, Felt so happy I almost cried then he kissed me….

I hear a knock on the door, I hate answering the door when i'm alone incase if it's the welfare, i peak outside to see Sodapop standing there. I run out of my room down the hall to the door. I take a deep breath in opening the door.

"Hey" I look him up and down "What are you doing here?" trying to act calm.

"Is Dallas here?" he questions looking over my shoulder.

"No, he had to go out of town with Tim for the night, i'm going to Evie's house soon when's she's back from her date with Steve"

"They talking again?"

"Yeah just today, she's stubborn but she loves him"

"I think you and Evie are better match for each other" he cracks a smile at me making me laugh.

"So, um you just here to stand or...?"

"Effy i'm sorry, i'm sorry to Dallas, i'm sorry to you a million times, it broke my heart when you walked away when i tried to ring and no answer"

"You tried to ring?"

"Yeah" he nods his head.

"Damn it Dally" i laugh cursing him, my body leans on the side of the door making it swing. "Come in before you leave all the hot air in"

I close the door behind him walking to the kitchen opening the fridge rooting for Pepsi.

"So, what made you come over here? Just to say sorry?" I crack open the cans pouring the pepsis into cups handing one to him, i take a big gulp as i start ti feel myself getting nervous.

He takes a swap of his drink almost finishing it already before speaking. "Um, firstly i was a major dick, so i went to town today and um, you remember that apology gift Steve was blabbering about? Well i don't want to give it to you standing in the kitchen drinking sodas"

"Fine follow me" I throw our cups into the sink.

"Where?" he asks before following me.

"To my room?" i look back opening the door waving him in.

"Oh, yeah sure" he walks in first as i walk behind closing the door.

SODAPOP CURTIS

We walk inside as she walks to her stereo putting on some different music. I look around her room, it's been a while since i were here it's changed it's colourful yellow with mixed of other colourful decor. I could see on her wall polaroids of her and Evie, she was always so creative, she had fairy lights taped to the wall hanging low with small pegs so the polaroids hung. The next picture were of her and her other friends Veronica and Winona then Dallas and of all of us, then me and her when we were younger. It was about two years ago, we were by a river bank on a hot summers day.

Tulsa Hill Top Lake 2 Years Ago

"Come on Effy!" her friend Veronica yelled at the end of the bank.

"I'm coming!" she yelled back jumping taking off her shoes.

There were a whole load of greasers there that day. Everyone in their swim trunks and bikinis and people who came last minute in their underpants.

"So who's going first?" a greaser asks with me standing beside him and Effy.

"I'll go first! See how deep it is"

Without a second thought she ran jumping off . She always been a daredevil, not thinking before she does something, she's not afraid to do most things. A few gasps were let out with her friends yelling out her name. All of us could hear a big splash. I ran to over look to the the foam where she had landed but she was no where to seen. I didn't give it a second thought when i jumped off, i could here Ponyboy yelling out my name. It was so fast i didn't even have to think what i had done, it was all in the matter of seconds. Thankfully i went feet first like a perfect dive. I heard myself on impact as i go underneath opening my eyes in chance of seeing her. I pop back up to the surface yelling her name.

"Effy!? Effy!?" i flared around looking all around me when i see her pop up like a spring.

"Golly that was deep" she laughed pushing her hair back from her face.

"You scared me half to death you airhead! Do you know how lucky you were the jump wasn't that high!?" i pushed her angry but in relief smiling.

She started to laugh as she splashed water in my face and i do the same. It was back and fourth until we stopped to breathe.

"Did I really scare you that much?"

"Yeah you did!"

"Awh I always knew you cared for me!" i could feel her feet kicking staying afloat.

"Well thankfully I do" I got closer to her. "You're struggling to stay afloat in one spot aren't you?" i look at her it took her a few seconds to answer smiling.

"Yeah-when i'm in the water i don't usually stand around talking" she came closer to me i could feel her feet trying to balance on mine.

Seeing her smile and laugh made my heart race. I didn't know why. We both looked at each other as our smiles slightly dropped. I lean in closer and I kiss her. I thought to myself in my head - fuck fuck what have i done - the dread quickly stopped as i felt her kiss me back.

"Move!" we break apart. I looked up quickly to see Ponyboy and Johnny jumping off. We quickly break apart as i push us both out of the way as it took them a second to pop back up.

"Jesus Effy could've yelled up how deep this was!" Ponyboy wiped his eyes coughing.

"Shut up" I splashed water on him we start play fighting making waves at each other.

Soon I see Veronica and Winona join Effy as we slowly break apart slightly. We could still see each other. The day felt like i was going to last forever it was so bright and hot out. I was messing around with Steve and Ponyboy when I look over at Effy to see her and Dallas dunking each other in the water with her on his shoulders.

I'll never forget that day, when i first kissed her.

After that we didn't say much about it, we were 14 so at the time we didn't think much about it, we still always hung out and went to places together, another shared kisses at new years or out partying.

Until we ended up at the same place again last month, just as summer started.

We both got there early before anyone else. It was just us two. As before we both jumped off together. But this time i scared her. I hit the water first i tried to swim back up but my foot got tangled in something and couldn't move for a few seconds.

"Soda?" Soda!?" I heard her yelling and felt her body go back under the water flaying towards me her arms and hands moving everywhere accidentally kicked her. I could feel my foot being finally released as i quickly grabbed her as we both came back up to the surface as we gasped in the air.

"Shit!" I choked spitting out water.

"Don't do that shit!" she slapped my shoulder. I could see she was upset wiping her eye as she pushed back my hair out of my eyes with her other hand.

"It's nice to know you care"

"Of course i do you stupid bastard!" she came closer to me cupping my face. "I've always cared!" she leaned in and kissed me. I pulled her in closer to me as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Effy, i don't know how to say this, you're the only girl i want, i can't stand to see you with anyone else" I felt my heart racing around.

"Yes, I'll be with you, i've always wanted to be with you, but Dallas can't know, just for now" she smiled at her as our heads touched together.

When i kissed her, finally being my girl.

"You still have this?"

"Of course don't you?"

"Yeah it's on my locker"

The record player starts up the song and of course it's Kate Bush.

"What is this song?"

"Wuthering Heights"

"It sounds haunting"

"That's the point" you just have to get into her dance.

"Her dance?"

She starts to sing and dance around me with all these crazy poses.

"Come on!" she grabs my hand as i try to mimic her moves.

We start to dance all over her room with the song getting more wild and higher. She knows all the words and her voice sang beautifully she always did. She came closer to me smiling up as she starts to sing slowly into my ear, wrapping her arms around my neck swaying side to side. She looks back up at me. I pick her up spinning around she laughs as her hair gets tangled in her face. I always love it when i see her laughing and smiling.

" I love you" I blurt out.

Shit shit shit i blew it i fucked it up.

"Say it again" she stops singing, she asks demanding,

"I love you, i've loved you for the longest time" i say it louder as i put her down on her feet.

EFFY WINSTON

Those three words.

I never heard them before only from Dallas wishing me a good night as he always does even when we fight. My heart beats faster and faster until the words basically are pouring out of my mouth -

"I love you too, i'm sorry for being a mega bitch" I reply like i was out of breath.

"What about Dallas?”

"Dallas is my brother, but he can stay mad at me for the rest of our lives if he wants, he'll get over it" i lean in kissing his cheek to his neck.

He whispers my name as his teeth graze against my skin to my neck and collarbone. i feel my body tense as he slowly and gentle bites down. My hands wrap around his neck as his hands trail down my back under my shirt skin to skin. I feel my heart start to race and my blood going hot and cold.

"You sure about this?" he questions breaking the kiss.

"Yes, i am" I trail up and down his face, pulling on his necklace.

I pull him in for another kiss, he pulls me in closer to him going from my lips my to neck, to my collarbone again. I laugh as it tickles me. We break apart as we both slowly took off one another's clothes piece by piece until nothing was left. My heart raced more as it became more real, seeing him standing there with nothing else on with his arms wrapped around me, his soft skin.

He brushes to my thighs going closer and closer making me shiver.

"Is that okay?"

"Yeah, keep going please" i beg.

SODAPOP CURTIS

My hands graze across her back and thighs, her skin is so soft it's like silk. I look at her all over my breath taken away as her beauty, my hands trailing all over. I pull back to look at her as she falls apart. I brush strands of her hair from her face. I cut off her moans slipping from her lips with another kiss.

"I have protection" i whisper to her, i quickly check to my wallet finding it hidden, ever since we started dating i carried one, i know it sounds weird but it was always in the back of my mind to stay safe. i rip open the condom with my teeth quickly putting it on me. I pull her back up on my lap, we both leave out a gasp, as she sits on me with me as i push myself into her. I put my hands on her hips as we get into the rhythm, we start slowly but after time we go faster. She gasps again i kiss her to quiet her down. Her body moves up the bed with each of my thrusts. her back arches with her chest connecting to mine. my hands loose control touching her chest to holding onto her ribs tightly to hold her, she guided me down her to meet the force at which my hips drive into hers.

"Don't leave me after this" she whispers into my ear.

"I won't...never again, i love you" i lean her down on her back kissing again as my thrusts get harder pushing her down onto the back on her back my fists hit off the headboard. Wrapping her legs around my waist pulling me in, i can feel her nails dig into my back, making me dig deeper into my neck.

"I love you" she whispers.

I can't keep control, i let grunts out loud not caring hearing her and seeing her liking it, it made me crazy, just looking at her does.

"God you're so beautiful" I whisper. She smiles at me biting her lips letting out small moans. The headboard was rocking against the wall, the mattress made a squeak when i push into her faster and harder but i don't care.

"Keep going like that" she begs.

I grunt closing my eyes as i feel myself getting closer. There was knocking on the front door loudly calling out her name but it didn't sound like Dallas. She looks over at her window with her eyes widening, Both realising it was open but the curtains were shut. The music was still playing loud. She looks back at me in shock as i pull up her up without breaking the rhythm. Covering her mouth. I go faster and harder as i get closer. The song changes again, we have probably been listening to the entire soundtrack by now. I get why she likes the music, you get so lost in it. Just hearing her moan my name into my ear, made me more wild. I could feel her nails dig in trailing down my back hard i think i'm going to bleed. I push my face into her neck with my teeth going hard as she pulled on my hair leaving out another moan of pleasure that got me enough of letting a loud one last grunt out hearing one last sound from her as we finish the same time. We both lie there, drenched in sweat holding onto each other as if we would let go we would loose each other.

"That was amazing" I huff out of breath.

"You made me see stars" she looks at me smiling.

I kiss her again as she slowly gets off. After we freshen ourselves up the seperate bathrooms. I walk in to see she was on her bed again sitting with a blanket with stars and moons draped over her legs reading a comic.

EFFY WINSTON

As i walk into my room i was still seeing stars. I didn't know how to feel but only like i was floating on a cloud. I see the small gift next to my locker. I had completely forgotten about the gift he was on about i dare not to peek.

I smile at him as he walks back into my room laying down next to me. I get the courage to ask him about the gift trying not to sound needy.

"So um, what was that gift you were on about?"

"Oh yeah I have it here" he reaches over to my locker with a small bag.

"Here, i know it's not much but"

I open up the bag to see a book, i gasp in awe sitting up.

"You didn't!" I smile at him scanning the book with the title.

The Haunting of Hill House

"I know how devastated you were when you lost it at camp and how dallas gave it to you, how hard it is to find these days"

"I love it!" i hug him tightly.

"Does this mean you're still my girl? Even if it means getting decked by Dallas, it will be worth it"

"Always"

i've never written anything like this before so sorry if it's bad 😭❤️❤️

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daughter-of-melpomene · 3 months

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Courtney Eaton + Riverdale for the OC plot bunny game?

Ooooh, this one’s fun!! Thanks so much, Anna!! (And I’ll also tag my other Riverdale babe @luucypevensie just for funsies. <3)

NAME: Belinda “Bunny” Browne.

LOVE INTEREST: Veronica Lodge.

SUMMARY: When Bunny and Cheryl Blossom were kids, they had had no better friends than each other. It had been incredibly rare to find the two girls without each other; whether they were braiding each others’ hair during sleepovers, or Cheryl was trying to tear Bunny away from her story-writing journal long enough to play a game, or they were having a competition to see who could annoy Cheryl’s twin brother the most, they were practically joined at the hip, especially since Bunny’s parents were often away on business and she slept at the Blossoms’ house more often than her own. But as the years had gone by, as Cheryl had grown into more of a mean girl, she had Bunny had drifted apart until they were barely friends at all… until Cheryl’s brother, that boy Bunny had spent so long trying to annoy just because Cheryl had suggested it, dies under suspicious circumstances, Bunny finds herself reconnecting with her childhood friend while trying to help her uncover the truth - and connecting with one of Cheryl’s new rivals along the way.

OTHER INFO:

Hey, listen, if we’re never gonna get canon Beronica I am damn well gonna give that rich girl another girlfriend.

Bunny is so poet-coded; she’s been writing silly little stories for as long as she can remember, so much so that she has a whole self in her room of journals filled with stories (I definitely think that during the flash-forward she’s a bestselling romance author).

She’s literally such a sweet pea, the type of person who would feel bad about killing a mosquito even if it had bitten her; most people can’t believe she’s friends with Cheryl or that she’s dating Veronica, but she loves both of those girls with everything she’s got, just in different ways.

Bunny and Kevin also have a really fun WLW/MLM solidarity friendship going on, the kind the fandom would definitely adore if she were canon.

She also moves to the South Side at some point (I’m thinking her dad was involved with Jason’s killing and got sent away and her mom couldn’t take the judgement from the other Northsiders), and though she never becomes a Serpent she strikes up a really nice friendship with Sweet Pea - she kind of has scary dog privileges with him and she’s a really bright spot in a life that he sees as really sucking sometimes.

send me a fandom + a faceclaim and i'll create an oc!!

#asks about my ocs

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hexiewrites · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 43!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 562,348, which is honestly insane

3. What fandoms do you write for? right now mostly stranger things. I've got most of a ted lasso fic written but who knows if that'll get posted?? and prev, harry potter.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1. don't take this sinner (dramione, marriage law ish), 2. same as it ever was (steddie, two timelines, one of my first steddie fics!) 3. carve your name into my chest (steddie, the hockey au of my dreams) 4. come get your man (he got lost in my DMs) (steddie, social media, steve being a horny DM guy) 5. there'll be a riot (cause I know you) (steddie, the matty-healy-rat-man-Eddie-vibed mostly smut fic)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? ugh. I WISH!!!! I want to be better at this, I really do. I usually start strong but I end up with limited energy/time and I want to filter that into writing more. if you've ever commented: I FUCKING LOVE YOU and think you're SO cool! if you really WANT a reply, the best way to get that is to ask me questions haha. it starts to feel weird just "thank you!"ing everyone, ya know?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I am.... not an angsty ending person tbqh! I think the closest is probably you love the sea, which is a flintwood rarepair selkie fic that I deeply love. it ends happy, insofaras they end up TOGETHER, but if you think more about the implications and how fucking sad it's going to be for oliver... well. I'll leave that to you guys.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? god, I'm well known for having "endings so happy they border on absurd", according to one person online. so, pick your poison I guess! anyways the fic THAT person was referring to was same as it ever was, so, let's go with that!

8. Do you get hate on fics? I have been so lucky lately to not get much hate at all lately, which is a real privilege in the fandom world. remember that I cut my teeth in early days of harry potter, and people were BRUTAL. I definitely HAVE gotten hate - my aforementioned dramione fic has a bit of a weird twist that some people were PISSED about (and once I got an incredibly detailed comment about how badly I fucked up my representation of black Hermione because she... didn't talk that much about hating her hair? which I know is AN experience but not necessarily a universal one) but overall, at least this fandom go around, no hate. thank you, everyone, for that!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? yes. lots and lots and lots of it. mostly kinda kinky and pretty much all pretty gay. let's not talk about how many times I've had to tag dacryphilia and what that means. I just like when people fuck about things, yknow?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? nope, never! and I likely never will. too much to keep track of.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? not that I know of, thank god for that.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? I've had requests but... I would need a translator willing to work pretty closely with me because I want to make sure certain choices come across well, and I haven't found that yet.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? not officially, though I did write a buckingham companion piece to the amazing cowboy-bar fic @riality-check did!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? OH GOD don't make me choose! ALL TIME is still probably dramione, but steddie is a very close second. in terms of canon ships, I'm such a sucker for buffy/spike (leave me alone), and veronica mars/logan (AGAIN LEAVE ME ALONE) and rory/logan (BECAUSE RICH WHITE BOYS NAMED LOGAN ARE A WEAKNESS, APPARENTLY)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? pour one OUT for you can't take the sky from me, which is my firefly inspired harry potter au ft pansy/percy, mostly because I had so many big plans for it that I've completely forgotten AND I just can't write in that fandom at all anymore. sorry everyone, I do love what I put out and I wish there was more of it.

16. What are your writing strengths? prose, smut, tying things together with little bows, and spending way too much time in my characters heads

17. What are your writing weaknesses? dual POVs, getting so lost in one character I don't flesh out the others as much as I mean to, action sequences, and consistent motivation

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I've done it before (mostly in clean ice, cold hearts, can't lose) and my typical strategy is to indicate that the characters are speaking a diff language (in french, I use guillements and italics) but not to actually WRITE the french, unless it's very short and the POV character doesn't understand it on purpose like in carve.

19. First fandom you wrote for? harry potter baby! my oldest posted fic that I've found online was from 2002, when I was... too young to be interacting with the internet like that, that's for sure.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? carve your name into my chest and it's no contest. I love same as it ever was as well, which I think is a better WRITTEN fic technically speaking, but carve was a huge passion project that I had so much fun with, and the response to it had been one of my favourite things in the world. oh, and special shout out to make this inn our own, which is my second longest fic ever and was just an absolute joy to do. so, those three, I guess!

tagging with no pressure: @riality-check @hereforanepilogue @maxineholtzmann @stevespookington @stevethehairington @withacapitalp and whoever else wants in!

#ask games #author tags #about the author

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So it's time for some random Makoto facts! Some of them I'm repeating from another post, but it's been... a year since I made it ig?

Anyways

🏷 Makoto doesn't know her father (she only knows he is American), doesn't even know his name, therefore she doesn't know her real name🤔 So "Aomine" is hee mother's and uncle's surname.

🏷 "Aomine" means "blue peak" and "Makoto" means "truth"

🏷 she was given a catholic name at baptism – Veronica (which means "true image" or "who brings victory")

🏷 she was baptized at the age of six when her mother stopped participating in her life and the girl began to live under her uncle's (who's a priest) care

🏷 she's never wanted to be a nun

🏷 she's never thought of church as a place of peace or "spiritual home". Makoto had more of careless attitude to this institution (and due to this she'd never look at Yui with any hint of sympathy when the conversation is about church)

🏷 despite being unattracted to the church, she genuinely loved her uncle, although they often had arguments for religion's questions

🏷 once she wanted to dye her hair blonde just like her mom to look more like her

🏷 she looks very similar to her mom except she's half white 😭💀

🏷 Makoto wanted to become a professional athlete, tho never searched a better place for training or a coach. In the end, she ended up doing sport as a hobby in school's clubs

🏷 She's bad at literature, art and maths, on the other hand she has certain talents in chemistry ans biology

🏷 she can read music sheets because she sang chorales in church

🏷 actually, she has a good voice for singing, but never tried, so... she sounds awful

🏷 she also can't draw

🏷 in a good ending she'll become a nurse 😭

🏷 loves children

🏷 a very good swimmer. Also loves playing volleyball

🏷 an ESFP (Well, I just want her to be it, but sometimes I see my own Ne influence on elaborating her personality and she starts looking very ENFP...😩 Also I sometimes forget she isn't a Ne user and instead of reacting on physical pain with "ouch it hurts" there are phylosophical thoughts about meaning of pain💀 i swear, i'll fight it)

🏷 I consider her as 3w2 ennea (3 core because her goals are above everything else, 2wing because she intends to be attentive and sympathetic)

🏷 idk about the tritype. Maybe 379? Lmao, I'd think

🏷 Her ideal type is... Banality, but the one who's kind and loving (also me pairing her with Laito or Ruki hahaha)

🏷 She's right handed, also her dominant eye is right one

🏷 she likes dancing, wearing headphones

🏷 likes arcades, lmao she just likes playing (gamble)

🏷 a dog pesron (definitely)

#diabolik oc #makotoaomine #watercolor #hcs #headcanons #oc facts

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holdooutforahero · 9 months

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Ginny & Georgia recap - season 1

Spoilers for season 1 of Ginny & Georgia!!

This show is so fascinating to me. It's playing off several different tropes and themes of TMS (teenager murder shows), parent/teen dramas (does this need an acronym lol?), YA as a genre (whoops that's an acronym), etc. Everything is put into a blender and then WHIZZ out comes Ginny & Georgia!

I have a thought... you know how one of the rules of the romance genre is the happy ending? I wonder if one of the rules of TV more broadly is a neat ending. Where there are maybe 1-2 loose ends but for the most part everything gets buttoned up. Of course, neat endings are prevalent in a lot of other mediums, too. And with G&G, the neatness of the ending is only really related to Georgia not going to jail for financial fraud and murder. Who knows what is going to happen to the kids!

Anyways.

I was hoping for more murder, and we got one more body, so that's fun. I was kinda hoping that Carolyn would get more maligned. Losing the mayor's election... eh. That wasn't enough for me! But I appreciated the extra depth with the scene at home where we saw her husband.

I've been thinking more about the appeal of TMS and I think part of the no responsibility bit involves financial freedom, which means either 1) the characters start off rich, 2) the characters do crime to get rich, or 3) the characters are around people with some semblance of stability and they can do crime/do drugs/be fuck-ups and still eat and all that. In G&G, it's mostly 2 - do crime to get rich. And WOAH there is so much crime. I was honestly shocked by Georgia stealing from the city. That's so risky -- and frankly implausible, unless your city is truly incompetent and not reviewing the financial books regularly?? I enjoy the way the show mixes different types of crime. It makes you constantly question your sympathies for Georgia!

There's more to say... I'll just fire things off now:

Austin is probably a psychopath... hate to say it as he's just a little kid, but good god there are red flags everywhere with that one

The voiceovers give strong Veronica Mars vibes, which I appreciate

Ginny is a bitch but I feel bad for her, her friends are forgiving but even she pushed them too far. Running off with your brother is questionable.

Side note, I am reading a novel right now where the lead says you shouldn't use gendered insults b/c they're lazy... I dunno.

The proposal scene between the Mayor and Georgia was fantastic, really took me by surprise! Also, I loved when Zion was looking into this camera during the rally/community fair scene and realized what he was looking at. Maybe too on the nose, but if you're going to be that sincere about something, might as well follow through!

Poor Hunter. He was absolutely a great boyfriend.

Marcus is borderline creepy, like the love interest whose name I forget in... that movie with Winonna Ryder where the school blows up? It was turned into a musical? I'm not going to google. Also, I appreciate the efforts to make Marcus look like a 15 year old where the actor is in their mid-twenties. They did a good job, though I'd still peg him for late teens.

What's the name for a woman who consistently murders her husbands for money? I swear there's a distinct name for it but I cannot remember if for the life of me.

MANG is fun. Abby breaks my heart! Maxine is a delightful mess. Norah avoiding her friends b/c her mom betrayed her to hurt Ginny's family/the mayor was interesting.

This show is such a soap opera!

#ginny and georgia spoilers

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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Pooperz

every song i listen 2 from now ONN / mo0bin forwarDDt HAZ to hav the redbone tune underneath it (song can b layered a bunch) n Thtz w NO eggceptions n settling . :-] N if u fuk me thru a soundcloud ad Thts how I kno u love me <3 .!!! i wrote a lil poetry zine on “on loving a trans boy” Cuz. like. idk. Not 2 get 222 personal but (Also if 222 is ur angel number i HATE U AND fuck U!!!!) it diff to experience as a queer person whut it lik to giv someone they T shot n lik actually see them grow n change thru it .!

Part of the poem i wrote (it on my poetry Ig account and tumblR) :

“the first time u intertwine ur body with him u will feel the pain it took for him to get here. yet all the strength. the battle the bruises the scars. u change ur semantics. and pay attention to his movements. resonate with the feeling of familiarity in a body torn open but completely soft. and the clothes are off. and we are both nude. but the vagina still remains an open wound. something u can not bandage. only describe as something reclaimed.”

Deezz NUTZ jk i mean Dis Week ish has been sad n i hav been doin 2 much blow n spiraling upwards Alwayzz n finding out u kan txt tha Suicide hotline now instead of Kall <3 *_* :-D !!!!! Also b4 they connect u with somEoNe they Ask if Ur Gay lmao cuz there a specialist Gay Person who knowz how to talk to u in a better way.?! i Tink watching Ded Poet Society triggered meH LOl. wellbutt anywayZzz.!!!! Nyfw w is overrrrr n I had nothing 2 do wiff it :/] but moi bestie dante Had a styling gig n wuz AMWZINGGGGGG.!!! :3 we went to a fashion show n Skipt line while he farted rly loud < im sry im puttin u on blast rn Babezz. > then blamed iT on Meh which bc of swiss army man A24 movie i WilL take tha blame cuz intimacy exists rly in Flatchulance n also sharing toilet 2gether in the backstage models bathroom of tha Fashion show resNorting old K we find our nostrils then Mixing rando drinkz we find on the makeup tablezz n bein surprised Dere r keBoobZ there n Pb n J sammyz. liK oK go OFF n actually b a professhh Fashion Show…!!!! den we fake watched tha superbowl at Hush in midtown N almost lost Praying”Gods FavZ” purse n i was caught littering my almond chocolate soy Milk on a stripper stage . Run!!!!! also dat E pill wuz rly cute it wuz pink n crown shaped but Wuz everything kinda not as happy and super blurry..!!! ?

Dissh week i also Swuirted to clairo nitecore edition :-]] n h8 havin adhd but at least im kNo how 2 eat salami by the Chub. (thts whut google calls it.) Hehehhehehehehe. gettin moi diagnosis finalized Tmrw hopefully n Gettin on Summ medicinez. im v adhd hyper fixated Rn on ice spice who Wuz also suppoSt 2 pull up 2 dat fashion show we were at butt didn’t. 4 now , everything Reminds meh of her</3 ….. Orange cones on tha st , pepper grinderzz/ shakers (spice) , 5 chinese spice , my friends dog “lunch” boXxx cuz his name rhymes w munch n n n n n Yah lik honestly Everything . ?!.?!

WakiNg Up w Negativez in my account cuz my Boss not bossa Nova forgot 2 paY meH ovEr thA course of Tha Last month N i didn’t even kno til i wuz in my Sexy crushes bed listening 2 Imogen heAp N In Tha Clurbb mixx by Sandalz n they wrote poetry 4 ffivee hours straight n My tummy hurteD fuz i was drinkin truffle SoY saUce from the bottle and i wuz manically checking my Bank statements 2 submit to Snapp HRA crackle Pop Rice Krispieeezzz. Also all of dis happened w a singulaR Vegan Taiwanese green onion pAnc@Ke on the floor on a chacoochie board with bulgolgi and kimchi n more truffle soy sauce . Untouched .

alSo found Untouched by the Veronicas on soundcloud but lik sped up n Holy shit i hav loved this song forever but literally lik YO diss is my heart..?!!!!!! “And I don't give a damn what they say, or what they think, think

'Cause you're the only one who's on my mind

I'll never, ever let you leave me

I'll try to stop time forever

Never wanna hear you say goodbye

I feel so untouched and I want you so much

That I just can't resist you

It's not enough to say that I miss you

And I need you so much

See you, breathe you

I want to be you

You can take, take, t-take, take, time, time

To live, live the way you gotta, gotta live your life

Give me, give me, give me all of you, you

Don't be scared, of seeing through the loneliness

I want it more, more, more

Don't even think about what's right or wrong, or wrong or right

'Cause in the end it's only you and me

And no one else is going to be around

To answer all the questions left behind

And you and I are meant to be

So even if the world falls down today

You've still got me to hold you up, up

And I will never let you down, down”

<33333

Y does it feel like moi crush doesnT like me rn. :-[ N Y do lesbians Always hav the MOST unstable Housing situationZ??? then either wanna UHaul with U or move to ASTORIA .?!? Also i hope all of u make assumptions about my sexuality bcuz i Rly rly rly like whipt cream from the Can , and raw . Emphasis on whiPped. n Cream. n RAWr xD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MEOW MEOW RAWR RAWR GRERRR!!!!!!!!!!!!1 i kant keep rereading the msg i didn’t Send i ended up calling n yelling n Thts whut got meh bLocked. :-[[ Rugratzs .!!! i luv staying up watching movies w my friends ex’s Im tryna get wiff and Accidwntally thinking K is coke and feeling lik SHIT butt watchin every1 giv intense eye contact n cleanin da house n then losing tha dog Lik WHTFFF.?! Then All of a sudden that plug pulls up N everyone is confused N also randomly the guy living upstairs has my iPhone location N pulls downstairs 2 hangs:-]]] i always wonder if I’m popular but in reality i am just breaking oUt on my ForeheAd cuz all i eat is fried Chiggen N moi green haired browneyedd luver looks like invader zimm sometimezz alotta Da time n i think they r SKUTE.!! n i lik their lisp! im SAD sad my 2/2 cis male friend is gOnna print out a sign on his door Dat Says “blood OathinG” with a Red Circle around it n a Line around it basically sayin NOOOOOoooOoOoOoT allowed.!! butt ima blood oath wiffhh invader Jim dish nxt week n it is a PLANZZ.!!

i wrote a poem ab our phone Kall tht has impacted meh m my heart n also this is a snippet of 1 of my poems in my new book i still writing Kalled STRAWBERRY DELIRIUM :-}}”my friends don’t wanna die anymore they wanna live . they don’t wanna slip away to shreds with fentanyl test strips. they still wanna snort k n apologize for being gay but we all r human longing for all of this…” N another poem tht explainzz this blog title. Cuz i luv my fwendz n shared a moment in which we found popperz.

“Felt that rush on my head

as i laid in ur bed

and found a vile hidden

under ur pillow

u laugh and i manically panic

turning bright lite crimson red

And when it spills all over ur arms

drip dropping like tap water

i snort it all off ur arms

and i h a t e the way it makes me feel

similar to the feeling like ill fall

when im in my platform shoes

going up n down ur spiral stair case that looks like slices of cheesecakes

and u sigh scream cuz u never liked them at all

and hate is a strong word but so is love

And i hate the way the poppers make me feel

but i do love you “

okIkkkKkkkKkk i kinda hate that poem but whatever. sooo Vday wuz cute it is n0T only single awareness day but reflecting on ur situationsjips day n feeling sad ab it day but whatev. NormalZe watching cHaterbAte on the subWay n mindIng ur FooOoking Business?..!! my Friends say if i were a sammicH i wuld b a caprese. butt i feel like a ruben. #misunderstood <\3 i hav been watching SM hellokitty n Fwendzz n realized am kuromi and hello kitty is my friend .!!! N i listen to metal N rock w my headphonezz Real Hi n Loud n mak moi own clothes .! N i hav a crush on badtzmaru cuz they look like a penguin dyke n their gender is X.!! <3 <3 🐧 🫶🏻👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻 they r epitome of sapphic Desirezz n untoxic uhaul luv<3 :-]

tIL nxt week.?? Carl wheezer luver n Cali King bed listener on Max volume on subway N my big three is adderal sun , ketamine moon , cocaine rising <3 Also no i did NOT clog tha toilet at a house party after party this week N no i did not need help unclogging it N no i don’t even poop or do popperz cuz i’m PERFECT…!!!!!!!<333

Xoxo,

Rennybabycutebabyangel plz buy my clothes n ask ab my story sale / failed depop. :-]

#blog

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feral-bunnie · 1 year

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2, 11, 12, 33, 53, 57, 59

2. what would you name your future kids? So I don't really think i'll have children but if i ever changed my mind i love love love the name Veronica. I basically love any old-goth sounding name as well.

11. are you listening to music right now? I am! I'm listening to Muddle, they are a local (to me) punk band and they are super good!! My friend is in the band :) The song is called "Protect and Serve" (acab babeyy)

12. what is something you want right now? Breakfast sandwich :(

33. something you want to learn? I would actually love to learn a second language. After watching my partner take up russian again (he started learning when he was a teen) It made me really want to get into maybe re-learning french (took 3 years of it in school) or something but im v scatter brained. I also like learning about video editing bc i have a post production class im taking this semester and its super neat but im not the best at it yet lol

53. 5 things that make me happy? Mike, our cat, my friends, video games, weed lol

57. favourite animal(s)? red pandas, cats, penguins, ahhh i love many animals

59. why i joined tumblr? So I had this internet friend (that i had a huge crush on) when I was like 11/12 (idek where I met her exactly) but she convinced me to join bc we were both emo lol idk whatever happened to her but, nikki if ur out there I know its been well over a decade and you probably don't use tumblr anymore but if you do I hope your doing well <3

yay :D thank you andy ily<3

#asks #besties<3

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itsmadamehydra · 3 years

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My Savior || Wayne McCullough

A/N: Just some teenage girl trying to write the story inside her head, hope u like it.

Pairing: Wayne McCullough x oc

Warnings: rape, intention of rape, harassment, blood mention, bullying, language (a little strong)

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I've always like to watch him by far, he just seems different from the rest (and oh boy, he is).

The first time I saw him I was in 7th grade. I was just one more girl of the many others that her tities just had started to show and my period started to visit me. I remember that day clearly, I was sitting at the hallway with my bestfriend at the time, eating infront of our lockers when I saw him.

"Am telling ya girl, the answer of number 5 was c." I said trying to reason with her about the science test answers "I told you that if u needed help to study, I could help ya." I smile at her and move my arm upward to touch her shoulder

"Yeah, yeah, I know...are you sure it was not D?" she said frowning her eyebrows once more. We stayed in silence for a sec before bursting into laughter and tears

Little by little our laughs started to fade, allowing ears to hear the background and aswell some loud voices, it sounded like an argument but by the hears of it a fight was going to start soon. "What you think is happening over there?" Cassie murmured, I stared at the end of the hallway where apparently was were the voices were coming from.

"I don't know..." my lips formed a thin line while I was thinking about what could have been happening in there, "You wanna, you know, go and see?" I looked back at my friend

"Freak yeah" she laughed grabbing my hand and running down the hallway to see the soon to be fight.

Once we got there, there was a mass of students surrounding what appeared to be the ones who where arguing. "Ugh, I can't see, I hate been so small." I said, "Hey, that smallness is beautiful and you know you can use that in your own benefit" Cassia said and winked at me.

"I mean, yeah but I can't-" my word stopped at the moment I heard a want sounded and I believe to be a punch in the face. "You saw that!?" Cassie said, "That was freaking awesome, please tell me you saw it!" "Um, nah Cassie, I cant see a crap" i said while trying to find a whole where to see through.

It was only a matter of seconds until more punches were heard. I started pushing people more frantically, I wanted to see what was happening. When I get pass a few amount of studens I almost slipped, looked sown to see what was it and it was stains of blood, only a few but still.

"Oh gosh, disgusting." When I look up only a few students are still in the cafeteria and a guy wearing a grey hoddie was just there, staring at the bloodie face of another guy. I stared back at the hoddie guy and noticed a little hammer in his hand, and the words just came out of my mouth without even noticing, "Why the hammer? Want to be a constructed or something?" He just stared at me and pass by me without saying a word and keeping a neutral face.

"Who the hell was that crazy ass weirdo?" I hear Cassie's voice behind me. "I don't know" I responded, "But I will know...one day."

"Ok,ok, am not going to get in between your little search thingi but am sure he is not good news." Cassie said, "You saw what he did, and he has a FREAKING hammer, y/n! Covered in blood y/n!" She grabbed my shoulders from behind, "I think we all understood the message, stay the fuck away from him, honey."

And I just smiled.

Months later I learned his name. Wayne, Wayne McCullough. Fits the ring if you ask me. Everyone was speaking about how violent, crazy and wierdo he was, about how he was going to show up at your house to beat the hell put of you.

I just observed him by far, well, I like to think that I noticed him. I noticed how he usually beats up those who are some assholes jerks that have only one brain cell as much. Noticed that he is not much of a talker and a shy boy. Noticed how he makes his lips thin when he gets lost in thoughts. How he closes his fist when he is about to do something. His strangely high pain tolerance. His pale skin and dark hair appeared to me to be very llamative and aswell his strength. He was and is skinny but somehow has a great strength, maybe do to the unincredible amounts of fights he gets in. Experience makes the master is what the say...right?

Years went by, we entered to highschool and the nervousness along with the fast beating, sweating and butterflies were still there every time i either tought about him or saw him walking around.

Cassie stayed with me for a while until she decided to join the group of nasty ass bitches with no brain cells who believed no one was better than them. While I...well, I stayed small for a big part I guess, always with good grades, teachers love me and try to be nice with every one I guess.

Everything was going great until Cassie along with some guys recorded me somehow while being drunk and them trying to overpass the boundaries, and let me tell ya.. that was just the start.

The had videos of me at the school bathroom, pictures of my underwear under my skirts and dresses, them trying to touch me. I had to learn to defend myself, stopped using skirts, dresses, shorts even do I loved wearing the. Replace my shoes with tennis and always had hair ties.

"Y/n, wake up! You're going to be late for school, don't think ama wait for you!" I mom yelled.

"Yes, mom! Dont worry, am up!" I run down the stairs with my backpack, went to the kitchen, grabbed an apple and went straight to the car.

"Oh for God sake, y/n" she said went she looked at me and noticed my new hair style.

"What? You don't like it? I just cut it a little." I satered at her innocently

"Your father is not gonna like it and you know it." She said and the stress lines appeared in her forehead, "You know this is his weekend and-"

She couldn't finish her sentence because I started taking, "Am not going to that dickheads house, mother." I said strainly, "Don't want to see his and face of that bitch he cheated you with..." i lowly said but loud enough to hear.

"I know, honey but you have to and besides you get to see your brother!" She patted my thigh, "Haven't seen him in a while right?" She said with a sad tone

"You should be the one seeing him...not me." I stared outside the window, there were just some trees and houses and garbage.

Mom and dad divorced a while back, he cheated on her. The house was a mess that day, screams and broken glass everywhere. Sammy was lucky, he was at grandma's but I was home...listening to every single word. That was also the first time a sneaked out and the first time I sort-of spoke to Wayne.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone said behind me, I looked and it was fucking Wayne

"Just trying to have some quietness i guess..." I stared at my fingers and started playing with them because of my nervousness, "...What are you doing here?" I asked softly

And he stayed silent...the whole time after that. Either way, his company was nice and the side profile, ufff, amazing.

"Ok, we are here." I stared at the building for a sec before giving my mother a kiss in her cheek and entered to the building.

"Hey y/n! Nice ass!" That was the jerk of all jerks, Jonathan.

I turned around and stared at him, "Oh yeah?" He nodded, "Want to see me shop of your dick?" Changed my tone while saying that into a lower and more serious tone. He just stared at me with sealed lips and left.

I continued walking to my locker and I come to see tgat my freaking lock is broken, I search in all the spaces but nothing is missing.

"Come on! They had just changed me of locker!" I silently yelled. Started grabbing my books for the next few classes when I felt a hand in my shoulder, by instinct I grabbed the wrist, pushed the person against the locker and added pressure in the throat with my other arm.

"Hey y/n" Orlando smiled, "New move?" I chuckled and removed my arm, now, standing face to face I respond

"You know you shouldn't do that Orlando bunny." I laugh st the nickname I gave him a few time ago. Orlando was one of the few FEW people who talked to me, well, he talked to everyone but still.

"I know... I just forgot I guess man." He looked down, "Y/n...have your tities grown bigger?" His face looked confused.

I slapped his head and punched his shoulder, "Could you please stop looking and thinking 'bout tities when am around you?"

"I mean, yeah sure...and sorry about your lock." He points the locker, "Wayne thought it was still his but since-" I cut him off before he could continue

"Wayne?" I asked confused

"Yeah, Is tha-" i cut him off again

"Why did he tho?" I murmured staring at my lock in hand.

"It used to be his locker but oh well...he missed school for 3 weeks and yeah." He grabs his backpacks laces after explaining.

"Oh...ok, is he still here tho?" I looked at Orlando

"I guess..." he was about to say pther thing when the bell ring and we started to go toour classes, "See you later gorgeous!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

I stayed there...just staring at my lock for a while, then order my things fast and left to class. What I didn't know was that someone was watching at me.

Three days later, i was walking back home and i heard s car going at full speed and nasty comments were started to be listend. I kept walking trying tk pretend they didn't exist when the car is suddenly over the sideway and infront of me.

"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME ASSHOLES!!" I yelled.

"But...you are bot dead right, bitch?" Jonathan said getting out of the car. There were five, 2 guys and 3 girls. "Don't prefer to suck my dick and be my slut, promise I'll pay a good amount." He said infront of me,

"She is already a slut baby." Veronica said

"I bet she has sleeped with half school, wouldn't surprise me if you haven been org*e or something." You know, comments are comments, you are the one who decide what hurt you and whats does not, but being Cassie the one who said that...broke my freaking heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to leave the place so i came up with a plan very fast. I walked closer to Jonathan trying to be the most seductive I could, touched his chest, abs and got closer to his ear and said, "You are going to regret everything" Punched him with all my strenght in this genitiles, stomp on his feet, punched his nose and ran the faster I could out of there.

"You bitch!" I heard from far but i continued running, I couldn't stop, i was scared, didn't know what could happen if the get me. I could hear the car engines behind me, but i didn't stop.

I was close a bridge, ran underneath it, passed some houses but i could still hear the voices and car. My legs hurt, i needed to catch my breath, i could hear my heart beat, my body felt on fire. When I less expected am suddenly trapped, there were some abandoned buildings and warehouses but no way to get put of there. This was it, my end.

"Couldn't escape from me you nasty little bitch!?" I heard his voice, i was never one to pray but believe when i say i begged to God to save me. "You ain't going anywhere...bitch" he was behind me, I could sense it.

My hair was pulled, he pulls me by my hair to his car and i notice that it's just him and another guy. Am not getting out of here.

"We are going to have so much fun!" He licks my cheek and i try to kick him wherever.

"HELP!" I yelled, "SOMEBODY PLEASE, HELP!" my voice sounded horrific, like if i hadn't drank a single drop of water in ages, "please" y murmure my last pledge before he finally puts me over the capo of his car.

"No one's gonna help you, you slut." He says, the other guy was just watching and standing still, doing nothing.

I gave up, didn't even notice I was crying until I tasted the salt in my lips. I felt him over me, unbucking my pants and then...i didnt felt his weight anymore, instead, i heard a cry of pain, and then another cry, and another and another.

I lifted my head and there he was, grey hoddie and little hammer in hand...my savior. I smiled.

My smile just grew bigger and bigger every second I saw that boy swing that motherfucker hammer, every second that Jonathan's blood was spilled. I lool around in search pf the pther guy scared that he might try to grab but I get calm when i see him unconscious on the floor.

A few minuts later th cries stop and i look up, Jonathan was missing 3 teeths and face covered with blood, i think he could even have a brocken rib or something.

Am sitting on top of the car's capo when a feel a slight, fragile touch.

"You ok?" Wayne askes pulling a string of my hair behind my ear.

"...now I am." I smile to him and he returns a little small tiny one with a grin. I was about to say something else when he suddenly speaks

"Want to be my girlfriend or whatever?" He says looking exhausted, I chuckle

"Try a little harder and I might be." I say soflty with a small thin smile and he avoids my eyes but I still get to notice a small blush.

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Hey! So, yeah. This is my first ever published thing. Hope you enjoyed it and if you want a part two or to keep writing, am open to any suggestion! Am not very good with the warnings section so if you could help me with it, i would totally apreciate that!

Thank you for reading,

#fanfic #wayne mccullough #wayne mccullough x reader #wayne mccullough x y/n #fanfiction #wayne mccullough fanfic #wayne mccullough fanfiction #wayne #wayne x reader

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ghostcat3000 · 3 years

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Writing Tag Game!

I was tagged by @angel-in-the-city-blog 🙏💗

Tagging @irazor, @eirabach, @anaisanais-stuff, @thegirlnooneknows5, @lokkanel, @sweeterthankarma (only if you waaaaaant)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Forty-Nine

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

803,585

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1) The Boyfriend Experience

(SKAM, Rated E, 177K, Even/Isak)

Even doesn’t really need a bot. What he needs is an actor. One who won’t bitch about the concept or the lighting or quit suddenly to follow a hook-up to Barcelona.

Later on, when the Bot is sitting on the living room couch, one hand, soft and unexpectedly gentle, at his thigh, Even will think, shit.

It’s more than that.

He’d been lonely.

An Evak Botfic AU A love story

2) III. Rondo Allegretto: Moderato

(Call Me By Your Name, Rated M, 32K, Elio/Oliver)

It's December 7, 1989, in New York City. Elio Perlman sees Oliver for the first time in six years and invites him back to his.

3) II. Andante

(Call Me By Your Name, Rated T, 10K, Elio/Oliver)

Oliver makes plans to go see Elio play in New York City, 1989. Yet another possible parallel life.

4) The Crowd

(Veronica Mars, Rated M, 3K, Veronica/Logan)

Of course, Logan Echolls should know by now how crafty an impatient Veronica Mars can be.

5) The Earthly City

(Daredevil, Rated E, 27K, Matt Murdock/Claire Temple)

A man who metes out justice for his city doesn’t succumb to ear infections. He doesn’t take the night off. He certainly doesn't spend it talking to his best friend or the woman he wants most.

--more after the cut--

4. Do you respond to comments?

Yes.

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

The Teeth by the Shoulder (Veronica Mars) but in my defense, it is part of a larger series, and the rest of it ended well.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Burn Bright (SKAM), probably.

7. Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

One tiny Veronica Mars/New Girl crossover remix story called Legs Up To Her Waist (The French Have a Phrase for It Remix).

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yes.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

The weird and sweaty kind.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I had something I did in a fic become fanon and attributed to others. But that isn't theft, that's flattery?

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

We Must Refuse to Disappear (The Handmaid's Tale) has been translated into Russian.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! The Boyfriend Experience and The Dull Flame of Desire (SKAM) with @irazor. And Haunt Me Then (SKAM) with @ashotofjac.

13. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I don't like to say never. But it is very unlikely I'll ever finish my Veronica Mars series, All Things Go.

14. What are your writing strengths?

Ideas. The occasional good sentence. FEELINGS. Dumb shit.

15. What are your writing weaknesses?

A lack of accessibility. Not easy. Too idiosyncratic.

16. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

If canon requires it, then go for it. But it's not for the weak.

17. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

New Girl.

18. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

The Boyfriend Experience.

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