#but I'm still buying me a late night burger

[gotham-response]

#did anyone else get that letter? #mayor really thinks a discounted hamburger will fix the desolate state of the city #but I'm still buying me a late night burger #only in gotham #gotham city #in universe memes

[astaraels]

so I know I'm in the no galladads side of the fandom but hear me out on this one—

so it's maybe five years after the end of the show, Ian and Mickey are still going with their security business, maybe they've even branched out and hired some extra help, making good money, swapped out the stolen ambulance for actual SUVs that Debbie has fixed up for them, and they've maybe even bought a house back on the South Side with a dog and a cat and they're close to all of Ian's siblings (Debbie and Carl and Liam all still live in the old Gallagher house, Lip and Tammi are a few blocks over)

and one day they're on a lunch break together, leaving some diner when some rando kid bumps into Ian, turns out it was a pickpocket, and Mickey takes off after the jerk who tried to steal from his husband (he may not be a South Side thug anymore but like hell is he gonna let that shit slide)

he knocks the pickpocket over and it's some kid, like thirteen or fourteen with bright pink streaks in her dark hair and fierce brown eyes, and Mickey is like wtf kid do you wanna die

and the kid is like oh fuck you, very much an angry kitten type because she's definitely a scrawny thing—by this time Ian's caught up to them and his bleeding heart is like look if you give me my wallet back I'll buy you lunch (Mickey complains that "we just ate, Gallagher" but Ian insists)

so they either go back to the diner or find some McDonald's and this kid practically inhales some burgers and fries, and both Mickey and Ian know the look of a kid on the streets, but she's giving off those vibes that say don't touch me don't talk to me don't fucking perceive me

but Ian probably sees something like Mickey, and Mandy, in this girl and we all know he wants to help people, so he asks her if she's okay or if she needs anything, and even though he can feel Mickey starting to grumble next to him Ian still offers her their couch to crash on after she mentions getting kicked out of a salvation army shelter because they found out she was trans

and after some very intense eye to eye communication between the husband Mickey's like okay yeah fine but if one thing is outta place in the house then we're gonna have words

and the girl—they find out her name is Starr, or something like that—is like wtf why are you people being nice (they understand the suspicion, obvs, they aren't stupid), and Ian's like uhhhh we're gay and we've gone through some shit of our own so maybe we just wanna help?? (although he does notice she relaxes a little bit when he tells her that they're gay)

so they drive back home and Starr is absolutely enamored by the gallapets (a beautiful fluffy black cat and a big pittie mix, both of these animals are Ian and Mickey's baby girls), while Ian fixes up the spare bedroom with fresh sheets—usually it's where Franny or Fred stay when they come for weekend visits

and at first Starr is like okay yeah I'll stay one night but then I gotta go, and somehow it ends up that one night turns into two, then Ian and Mickey come home one afternoon and the house looks amazing because Starr is like "yeah your place was a fucking mess so I figured I'd clean" because she's not a freeloader gdi

and before they know it she's been there for a few weeks and Ian's trying to help get her back in school, because one night they were sitting around and talking and she offhandedly said that she does kinda miss school but the last place she went they were assholes about her transition, and Mickey is like just do that homeschooling course thing that maybe Tammi talked about one of her bougie friends doing for their kids

and then it's been a month or two and they bring Starr to a Gallagher family get together—Debbie hosts the family at the house at least twice a month, but everyone's been super busy lately so it's been a while since the last family dinner—and Debs gives Starr a hug and is like "oh so you're the kid my brothers adopted" (she and Sandy worked things out btw and have been back together for a while now, they've even maybe talked about getting married)

and Starr is like oh no I'm just crashing for a bit but by this point Ian has already got her the homeschooling correspondence courses, and Mickey's taken her to find a doctor who can prescribe her HRT ("it was on our route anyway, fuck off, Gallagher") and their pets adore her—Ian jokes that their cat is the one who actually adopted Starr, they just went along with it

and basically I just love the idea of them taking care of a young queer girl, and being like the cool gay uncles, and yeah :')

#gallavich #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #shameless #maybe I'll put this on a to write list <3 #galladads #starr verse

[deedala]

🎇 Happy New Year Friends!! 🎇

From the Diary of Virginia Woolf: January 2, 1931: Here are my resolutions for the next 3 months; the next lap of the year. To have none. Not to be tied. To be free & kindly with myself, not goading it to parties: to sit rather privately reading in the studio. Sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. To go out yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. As for clothes, to buy good ones.

For today's return to WTW, i thought it might be fun to celebrate the ways in which we survive and manage to find peace and happiness in our one precious life here on Earth. And so...

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✨W e e k l y 🌟 T a g 🌟 W e d n e s d a y✨

Name: Deanna 🌱

Location: oHIo🌽

Astrological Sign: Scorpio 🦂

What's a TV show or movie you plan to re-watch this year? obvi i'm in a constant state of re-watching shameless but otherwise right now im thinking maybe some bob's burgers, some futurama, austenland...

Whats a book or fic you will probably re-read this year? ooohh you know...the usual suspects tbh: cooperative gameplay, itqd, faffy, love is a ballfield, none the wiser, the menagerie... AND...*IF* DA4 is gonna actually come out soon I'll probably re-read my fav stories from Tevinter Nights!!!

What is a song you will likely continue to play on repeat? uuhh right now its still chappell roan's whole album and hozier's unreal unearth. im sorry for cheating on my own question and basically naming like 30 songs lol

What's a tasty treat you look forward to eating more of this year? i dont think i managed to eat enough chocolate chip cookies last year, i should eat more. also i haven't had an andes mint in forever??? need some of those STAT. oh my god i totally missed out on girl scout cookies last year too!!!

What's a time sink that you will continue to sink time into this year? scrolling tumblr ofc!!!

Did you pick up any habits in 2023 that you plan to continue? not really?? maybe kind of reblogging my own posts more and trying not to feel bad about it??

What's your toxic trait? leaving petty little thoughts in my friends DMs while they're sleeping 😛

What is a coping mechanism you will continue to indulge in this year? ✨disassociation✨

Tell me something you like about how you look! my skin has been pretty nice lately, good job skin. (do you guys remember that old vine of the broken toy that would just say "sssskkiiiiinnnn" when squeezed?? i remember lolol)

Give me at least three adjectives describing things you like about yourself. loyal, generous, thoughtful

----------------------------------- Now for tagging nuggets: additionally I want to thank @mybrainismelted and @jrooc for helping me with this post!! @michellemisfit @mmmichyyy @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @juliakayyy @gardenerian @heymrspatel @heymacy @gallawitchxx @metalheadmickey @mickeysgaymom @thisdivorce @transmickey @tanktopgallavich @lingy910y @suchagallabitch @shippergirl121fic @the-rat-wins @thepupperino @energievie @callivich @lee-ow @purplemagpie @sleepyfacetoughguy @softmick @vintagelacerosette @sam-loves-seb @crossmydna @creepkinginc @suzy-queued @rereadanon @iansw0rld @milkmaidovich @sickness-health-all-that-shit @palepinkgoat @auds-and-evens @ardent-fox 💖

#weekly tag wednesday #tag game

[canirove]

Broken Hearts Football Club | Chapter 13

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"Are you ready for Sunday's game?" Ben asked.

"I was born ready" June smiled.

"If you win, the league is yours."

"No way, really?"

"You can't be sarcastic and smile at the same time, Maxwell. It loses all its meaning."

"Shut up and keep cutting that tomato" she said, trying really hard to stop smiling like an idiot. 

She and Ben had kept seeing each other even more often, spending most of her free afternoons and nights at his house since she still shared her flat with John, and they would usually follow the same routine. 

She would buy some food after training, they would cook it together, and then eat it while watching something on tv until one of them fell asleep. Nine times out of ten, that would be June. Since she didn't like driving that late at night, she would stay at Ben's, always in the same room. By now, it felt as if it belonged to her. 

She had some clothes in the closet to get changed, a toothbrush and some creams in the bathroom, an extra blanket on the bed for when she got cold, a phone charger.... And if you asked Ben, he would tell you that it already smelled of her, of that perfume she always wore and that reminded him of his summer holidays in Spain.

In the mornings, and if June didn't have training, they would go out for a walk around the neighborhood before going back home and making breakfast, sitting together once again to eat and just talk, getting to know each other more and more. They weren't seeing the other as June Maxwell and Ben Chilwell anymore. They were just June and Ben. Two friends who occasionally made out.

"Are you doing anything special after the game?" he asked.

"Celebrate" she smirked. 

"And if you don't win?" 

"We are winning, Chilwell. Stop trying to jinx it."

"I'm not trying anything" he said, lifting his hands.

"Careful! You have a knife there!"

"Oh, sorry" he said, putting it down. 

"That was dangerous, Ben."

"I know, I'm sorry" he said, kissing her cheek.

"Being cute won't make me forget that I had a knife next to my eye."

"It wasn’t next to your eye" he laughed.

"That's what you say. You weren't paying attention."

"I'm sorry" he said, kissing her cheek again and hugging her from behind.

"Ben… Stop."

"Why?" he asked, now kissing her neck.

"Because I also have a knife, and you are distracting me."

"Am I?" he said against her skin, sending goosebumps down her spine.

"Ben… please."

"Ok, fine" he chuckled. "But only because that burger smells amazing and I'm famished" he said with a cheeky smile.

"Thank you" June replied, trying to focus on what she was doing and not on how close Ben's body had been to hers, on how he had made her feel. 

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“How does it feel lifting the league trophy, June?” Andrew asked.

“Honestly… best feeling ever” she said, a big smile on her face.

“How are you going to celebrate?”

“I don’t know yet. We may wait until the party on Tuesday with the boys to do something big and celebrate both titles together. But I heard there is pizza in the changing room, so that’s a beginning” she laughed.

“I like how that sounds” Jacob said. “What about you, Chilly? Anything to add?”

“Just congratulations. And behave yourself, Maxwell. I may have gone soft on you this season, but that may not happen on the next one” he smirked.

“I’ll try” she winked, noticing how Ben’s cheeks had turned a shade darker. 

“Ok, I think we can let June go eat that pizza” Andrew chuckled. 

“I think we can, yes” Jacob said. “Enjoy the summer, June. You deserve it.”

“Thank you, guys. You too” she smiled. “And you keep an eye on your phone” she whispered to Ben once her microphone was off. 

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“Are we doing something tomorrow or not?” Vittoria asked.

“I think I’m gonna be too tired, to be honest” Lauren yawned. They were on the bus on their way back to London, most of their teammates taking a nap or just catching up with their families after celebrating at the stadium.

“June?”

“I have plans” she said, her eyes fixed on her phone.

“Plans? With whom?”

“With Chilly, obviously” Lauren chuckled. “Are you taking your relationship to the next base?”

“There is no relationship” June replied, rolling her eyes.

“But whatever you have going on is going to the next base, isn’t it?”

“I would not complain if it happened” she smirked.

“June!” Vittoria laughed.

“What? The last time we met he was touchier than usual and I’ve been horny since then. I need a release.”

“Did she drink anything?” Vittoria asked Lauren. “She had never been this… open about her feelings for him.”

“I don’t have feelings for him.”

“Of course you don’t, June. Of course you don't” Vittoria said.

“Lauren, what is it?” June said, ignoring her other friend.

“Uh?” 

“You are giving me Leah’s judgy look. What is going on inside that head of yours?"

“It’s nothing. I’m just trying to decide when you are going to fuck up things with Chilly” Lauren shrugged.

“Lauren! Don’t be like that” Vittoria said. “This may work out, he may be the one!"

“He might, yes. But we both know June, and she could still ruin it.”

“Love the confidence” June replied. “But he isn’t the one or the love of my life. He is just a friend.”

“Yeah, yeah. A friend you don’t have feelings for and that you want to shag just because you are horny.”

“Exactly” she said, trying to keep all the things she had been feeling for him lately locked in the back of her head. All the times he had made her heart skip a beat with something he had said or with a smile. All the times she had felt funny things on her stomach when he had kissed her, touched her. They were just friends and nothing else, she couldn’t allow herself to think otherwise. It was too scary, and as Lauren said, she would definitely end fucking things up.

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell fanfic #ben chilwell imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[ficreadergirl]

Welcome to my Sweetheart

Ep14

The burger place was quite crowded but luckily, they managed to get a table for two. You and Dick sat down across from each other, trying your best not to think about Barry Pierce.

"So, how's your night with Babs?" you asked, changing the topic. Dick seemed to relax a bit.

"It was fine, just catching up on old times." he said with a small smile. You smiled back at him.

"What about you? How was your night without Babs?" he asked teasingly.

"It was so lonely..." you joked, biting into your burger. Dick chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I bet you survived." he said, taking a sip of his coke.

"Barely." you joked back. You both continued to talk and joke around, forgetting about work for a while. The food was delicious and the atmosphere was cozy. You couldn't help but feel happy, sitting here with him.

"So... I learned the reason why you and Babs got paler after seeing Helena." you said, taking a sip of your coke. Dick's face immediately turned serious.

"How--" he started to ask but you cut him off.

"She told me about it. You two..." you trailed off, not sure how to say it. Dick was confused.

"Y/n, what are you--" he started but you cut him off again.

"I know you slept with her Dick. And it's pretty normal. I mean she's hot." you said, trying to make it sound casual. Dick's eyes widened in shock.

"Y/n--" he started but you cut him off again.

"I don't understand Babs' reaction but... it's fine. Really." you said, giving him a reassuring smile. He stared at you for a moment, unsure what to say.

"It was just..." he trailed off, taking a deep breath. "It was just once and it meant nothing. It was for... something but love." he finally said. You nodded trying to pretend like it didn't hurt.

"It's normal to have needs. We're all human." you said trying to sound casual.

"Y/n, I--" he started but you cut him off again.

"It's fine really." you said with a fake smile. "Let's finish our meal and go back to the station. Okay?" you asked. He nodded, still looking like he wanted to say something but decided against it.

You both finished your meal and headed back to the station. The ride was silent, neither of you wanted to be the first one to break it. When you arrived, you went straight to your desk, trying to focus on work. But you couldn't shake off the feeling of hurt and disappointment. You tried to remind yourself that you both decided to stay friends that day you hooked up. But it was harder than you thought.

Dick, on the other hand, was still trying to process what you said. He couldn't believe that you were so calm about it. He knew you were friends but he never thought you'd take it this well. He kept glancing at you from the corner of his eye, trying to see if there was any sign of hurt or anger in your eyes. But you were focused on your work, acting like nothing happened.

The day was pretty uneventfully until evening came. You were working late, finishing up some paperwork when Barry Pierce walked in. Dick was out for case related stuff.

"Hello again detective." he said with a smirk. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his flirty tone.

"What can I do for you mr Pierce?" you asked trying to sound professional. He walked closer, leaning against your desk.

"I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink with me tonight while I tell you about a new business opportunity for you." he said, his eyes roaming over your body. You felt uncomfortable but tried to ignore it.

"I'm kind of busy tonight." you said trying to sound polite yet firm. He was taken aback by your response.

"I'm sorry but you misunderstood that business opportunity ms Y/n. I didn't mean... I just meant if you wanted to be my bodyguard. I'm getting a lot of death threats recently..." he said, trying to sound convincing.You raised an eyebrow, not buying his excuse.

"Death threats?" you asked sceptically. He nodded, looking nervous.

"You know how it is. Being a businessman and all." he said with a fake smile. He knew he had to be more convincing.

"Mr Pierce, we're murder investigators. It's our territory when you die." you said bluntly. "And I'm sure you can afford a bodyguard."

He chuckled, shaking his head. "No no, I need someone... special for this job." he whispered, leaning closer to you. Dick came in just then, hearing the last part of your conversation with Pierce. His eyes narrowed at the man before clearing his throat.

"Can I help you mr Pierce?" he asked coldly. Pierce straightened up quickly, putting on a fake smile.

"I was just leaving. Think about my offer please detective Y/n." he said before walking out of the room. You turned to look at Dick, who was still glaring after Pierce.

"What was that all about?" he asked trying to sound casual.

"He wanted me to be his bodyguard." you said shrugging.

"And you were considering it?" he asked surprised. His voice held a hint of jealousy. You could feel your cheeks heat up at his tone. He quickly cleared his throat trying to cover it up. You looked away pretending to focus on something else.

The silence between you two was heavy and awkward. Finally, you spoke up.

"Look Dick... I know--"

He didn't give you the chance to finish your sentence as he leaned in and kissed you passionately. You were caught off guard since you didn't even feel him getting closer to you. You quickly closed your eyes and kissed him back. It was as if time stood still in that moment, but it didn't last long before you pulled away from each other.

"Dick... we can't..." you started to say, but he interrupted you again.

"I know... I just... couldn't help myself." he said breathing heavy.

"Neither could I." you confessed. You both stared at each other neither of you daring to break eye contact. You wanted to tell him how you felt about him but the fear of ruining friendship kept you silent. He leaned in again and this time you didn't pull away. His lips were soft against yours, warm and comforting. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he held onto your waist tightly. You felt your heart racing as you kissed him deeper. He was leaning over you on your chair, his body pressing against yours. You could feel his hardness through his clothes.

"Dick..." you moaned softly, feeling him nibble on your bottom lip. He pulled away slightly to look at you with a lustful gaze. "We shouldn't." you whispered, trying to regain some sense of control but he was making it difficult for you.

"I know..." he whispered back. "But I can't stop myself."

He kissed you again, this time more passionately than before. You could feel yourself melting under him. His hand found its way to your breast and gently squeezed it through the fabric of your shirt. You arched your back, wanting more. He pulled away again and looked at you.

"We can't... not here." you whispered trying to catch your breath.

"I know... I just want you so bad." he said with desire. You could see the struggle in his eyes as well. He leaned down and kissed your neck, trailing soft lips along your skin until they reached your earlobe where he gently bit it.

"Dick... stop..." you moaned. Your hands were clenching his shirt. He kissed down to your collarbone and then back up to your lips again. You were losing control. Your body was aching for him.

"I can't Y/n..." he whispered against your lips before kissing you again. This time you could feel his erection pressing against your thigh. He was so hard for you. You wanted him inside of you but this wasn't the place or time.

"Dick--" you started but you were cut off as the chair broke underneath you and you both fell to the floor.

"Fuck..." he groaned looking down at you with pain in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" you asked him since your knee hit his crotch pretty hard. He was in pain and you could see it but he didn't say anything as he helped you up.

"Yes... I'm fine." he said with a forced smile.

"Let's get you to the doc--" you started but he cut you off.

"I'll be fine really." he said firmly. "Just... can you drive me home?" he asked wincing as he stood up.

"Yes sure. C'mon. Let me help you... uhh... walk." you said offering him your arm. He took it and let you help him walk to the car.

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#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x y/n #nightwing x y/n #nightwing x you #nightwing x reader #dick grayson #nightwing

[brightgnosis]

We decided to do our meal planning last night, visit his mom at the Clinic, and then go do our shopping. Pretty happy with this week's meal plan again- even though I'm still carrying meals over from last week, ha.

Meatballs with Orzo, Spinach, and Tomatoes

Pulled Pork Burgers and French Fries

Steak and Lamb Gyros

Ginger-Sesame Pork over White Rice

Lasagna with Garlic Bread

And then for Shabbat tonight I picked out Chicken Eggplant Margherita with Kasha Varnishkes and Challah (obviously); Even picked out next week's Shabbat meal already, too: Fish in Peperonata Sauce.

I did mess up and buy Swai fillets for next week's Shabbat without checking to make sure it was Kosher first. It is not 🤦‍♀️ It's a type of Catfish, so it doesn't have scales. I should've googled it first, but I was thinking about what freezer space I had available and the other bagged fish were too big for what little freezer space I have left. I don't feel quite as weird eating a non-Kosher fish on Shabbat, though, compared to eating Pork. It feels more like a genuine "oops, just do better and remember to Google next time" rather than a blatant violation by eating something I know is definitively treif in every way.

I poked around after we got back and actually did manage to find my Meal Planning "chalkboard" a lot easier than I anticipated! Turns out I'd kind of just chucked it on top of the art pile in the corner of the Laundry Room and called it good, ha. It needed a really good clean when I pulled it out, though ... I can't remember the last time I actually cleaned the thing; probably never, if I'm being honest.

Got it cleaned up ... And broke it in the process ... Got it ducktaped back together, then wrote up our meal plan for the week ... Kind of.

The board is very "standard American working calendar"- which is no longer how we do our grocery shopping. So it wound up working out a little wonky. I'm going to have to go back to grocery shopping late Saturday nights (after Havdalah) or early Sunday morning (before Church rush). It still worked out well enough, though, even if I'm missing 2 days for this week's plan we did last night.

I put both the Hebrew date and the Gregorian dates on it, and even looked up the times for next week's Shabbat and Havdalah. I'm hoping this'll help me remember to keep Shabbat 🤞

It did take me an annoyingly long time to figure out where to actually put it, however. But I did want to re-do the wall next to my desk anyways, so I settled on putting it there. It took a bit, but I got it all rearranged eventually.

It should be easy enough to get up and down. Plus, it's right there where I spend most of my time when I'm not gardening or cleaning, so I should have an easier time being reminded that I need to do stuff like pull food out to defrost (which has been my largest hurdle to getting back into cooking full time again). Fingers crossed this works, ha.

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[stranger-marauders]

unbreakable

four: modern love

chapter summary: When someone forgets to pick her up from work, Kate makes other plans before she goes home for the night.

chapter warnings: language, steve being a bad friend

word count: 2.3k

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AFTER A FEW hours of talking, reading, and digging through the records at the bookstore, Kate and Jamie finally closed up for the night.

Work wasn't bad whenever Jamie was there, especially when everyone in Hawkins seemingly forgot that the little bookstore on Main Street existed. They got enough business from the occasional person that walked in to buy ten books that the constant flow of cash into the store wasn't an issue. It gave them an opportunity to ransack the place, letting them dig through even the records and cassettes they'd started selling more recently. Kate had loved that addition: it gave her a notice of when Queen was releasing a new single or album, and that was something she hadn't taken light of in years.

As they waited outside after they'd closed up shop, Kate shivered slightly. During their shift, the temperature had dropped a few degrees, the sun had set, and the wind had picked up, leading it to be considerably colder outside.

"You want me to take you home?" Jamie finally offered, putting his hands in his pockets. "I mean, I don't mind if Harrington's busy."

"N–No, don't worry about it. It's completely out of the way for you to take me home," she said. "I don't want you to have to do that because he forgot again. I'm... I'm sure he'll be here in a couple of minutes, anyway."

"I don't want you to walk home by yourself, though," he said, frowning slightly. "You'd get kidnapped or something."

"Oh yeah? Kidnapped?" she said, stifling a laugh. "I'm sure they'd get tired of me, too. Kick me out of the van before they could even get to Indianapolis."

Jamie chuckled. "In all seriousness, I don't mind. It's ridiculous he makes you wait out here."

Kate looked to Jamie, sighing as the cold nipped her face and hands. "It's okay, I'm fine. Seriously."

On nights like this, Kate would usually tell Jamie that Steve was just running late, then would walk home by herself. She didn't want to bother anyone, and there hadn't really been anyone else that could take her home, anyway. By now, her father was probably wasted on the couch, watching a Western or the newest episode of Magnum P.I., and Steve was probably trying to sneak into Nancy Wheeler's house, completely forgetting about her once again for the sake of a girl he would forget about next week.

That night, however, she thought it was past time for something different.

"Hey, Jamie!" she said as she watched him open his car door.

"Yeah?"

She hesitated. "You still up for that ride?"

He smiled. "Yeah, get in the car."

Before taking Kate home, Jamie took her through Burger Chef, and they'd both sat in his car, parked in one of the random lots on the way to her place. As they ate, Steve's words from earlier that day started ringing in her head. Maybe Jamie did kind of like her (only a little bit, though).

"You need to start coming in at five instead of six, because that first hour alone is killing me," Kate said. Whenever he laughed, she raised her voice. "I'm not kidding! Mr. Novak came in and talked my head off about World War II books for twenty minutes and it was horrendous."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes, so please for the love of God, ask to come in earlier. I cannot handle shit like that without some backup."

Jamie stifled a laugh. "Yeah, if you could get all your athlete buddies to study more, maybe I wouldn't be stuck at school until five o'clock."

"They're not my friends, they just know me because of Steve," she said, shrugging slightly. "I couldn't do that, though. Be a tutor. It would physically pain me."

He shrugged. "Yeah, that's because you're naturally smart, Kate. Some of us other guys? We gotta study hard and hope for the best."

"I wouldn't say I'm naturally smart, I've just had lots of training."

"Stop being so modest. You're literally one of the smartest people I've ever met." He paused. "Even if you don't like when grouchy old men ask you about the World War II books."

When Kate laughed, shaking her head, he smiled. Kate thought about what Steve had said earlier again. She hadn't ever really thought about him that way, but he did make her laugh, smile. He was a good friend of hers, and he knew what she liked. She didn't think that meant that they had to date or anything, but she wouldn't have minded dating him. She tried to shake her thoughts, but she couldn't—chronic overthinker.

"Hey, Kate?" Jamie finally asked, trying to snag Kate's attention.

She turned to him, her expression soft. "Yeah?"

"Why don't we do stuff like this more often?"

"I don't know," she answered, fidgeting with the blue hair tie on her wrist. "I just don't want to waste your time."

"What are you talking about? You could never waste my time."

She laughed once hollowly. "Trust me, I can. That and your money."

"Oh, are you referring to this?" he asked, holding up the bag their food had been in. "Yeah, don't worry about it. My treat."

She sighed, taking the last French fry of hers. "Fine." After a moment or two, a wave of excitement quickly washed over her. "Oh my God, I almost forgot to ask. When's that shipment of Pet Sematary coming in? Do you know? Please tell me you know."

"Sunday morning," he replied. "Don't worry, I'll pull a copy for you."

She smiled excitedly, still not able to shake the feeling. "Dude, really? Thank... Thank you so much. I cannot tell you how much that means to me, I've been waiting for weeks."

"Yeah, I know." He paused, meeting her eyes for only a moment. "You know, this has been really great. Seriously."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Whenever he caught her eyes again, Jamie moved closer to her. He partially cupped her face with his hand, and she put her hand over his—it was almost like they both knew what was about to happen. Their lips got so close that they had almost kissed, but Kate pulled back at the last second. "I should probably be getting back."

Jamie pulled his head back, dropping his hand from her face. "What?"

"My dad, he's... he'll flip his shit. I–It's getting late, you know?"

Jamie looked at his watch, his eyes widening whenever he saw the time. "Oh shit, yeah, it is." He started the car engine up, the radio come on with it. "Y–Yeah, I'll take you home."

"Thanks."

As he gave a tight-lipped smile in return, Jamie wondered that if he were Steve Harrington, maybe Kate would've kissed him.

Jamie wasn't ignorant of everything he saw at school. While, sure, he was a year older than Steve and Kate in school, that didn't mean that Jamie didn't still hear about any time Steve Harrington quite possibly breathed in the direction of someone else, never mind when he walked around with Kate the way he did. He tried to act like he didn't care when Steve had his arm around her in the hallway, making her smile and laugh the way he did. Jamie, however, had to respect what Kate had told him since he had found out that she was best friends with him, and he would never feel any other way about that situation.

He didn't hate Steve, not in the slightest. He could only hope that Kate truly did like him as a friend and nothing more.

Kate gave Jamie a very short goodbye before jumping out of his car.

The girl's stomach churned at just the thought of walking through the front door of the trailer. She'd been dreading going home, especially because she was getting there so much later than she usually did, but quickly that fear morphed into something else—her father's SUV wasn't in the driveway. When she'd gotten inside after checking the mail and hadn't found her father attempting to drown himself in alcohol, watching the televisionuntil he inevitably fell asleep on the couch, she'd begun to worry for other reasons.

At first, she told herself he probably just got held up at the station. Maybe he was at the bar downtown, enjoying himself with... someone? Maybe he was hooking up with a younger woman again (Hopper loved to act like his daughter didn't know about those even though she most definitely knew), and this time he forgot to leave a note saying that he'd be back tomorrow. Whatever it was, Kate told herself it was probably nothing—her dad was gonna come home, no matter what, because somehow, he always did.

She sighed as she set her bag down, shuffling through the mail. Nothing of importance, thank God. She quickly retreated into her room, even though no one was home except for her. She needed to do something other than worry about her father's presumably unimportant mail.

After Sara died, Kate found she was nervous a lot of the time (in addition to feeling sad, lonely, empty, and all of the other feelings that went with experiencing grief), so she'd tried to find things that she'd enjoyed, made her feel less nervous. Of course, one of those things had been reading, which was why she had that enormous bookcase in her room that just about had books falling out of it now—and no, Kate was not going to get rid of any of her books, as she had explained to Steve and her father both at least hundred times.

As the night got later and later, her father was still not home, Kate decided to read, (after finishing her homework, of course). While no one was home to distract her, she'd decided to pull out her notebook from the bedframe, continuing to write just where she'd left off. She didn't like to work when her father was home, never mind when anyone else was at the trailer, partially because she didn't want to have to explain what she was doing to anyone.

Kate had always loved writing. Ever since her sister had died, it had been her escape. She hadn't been too good at anything else, and it was something that could just be for her. She hadn't ever thought about doing anything else for the rest of her life, really. The idea that always kept her going, something she always had looked forward to: college. Since she'd been thirteen, all she had wanted was to go to New York University. She hated telling people that she wanted to go for writing. It felt like such a waste. NYU, though, was nothing to scoff at. It was known for its creative writing programs, and that was something she certainly enjoyed. Besides, NYU was home.

Even though Diane had still lived in New York City, Kate supposed it was still a big enough city where she would never see her mother, even if she wanted to find her. She couldn't think of a single reason that would make her want to contact her mother ever again. She didn't want to see her ever again, and she wasn't ever planning on it.

At least, that's what she hoped.

At a quarter to eleven, Kate had finally decided enough was enough and called Flo, the station's secretary, tapping her foot as the line rang.

"Hawkins Police Department," she answered, her phone voice shining through.

"Hey, it's Kate," she said quickly, concern lacing her voice. "Have you, uh… Have you heard from my dad? He's never home later than this without a warning, or something."

Flo sighed—something was wrong, and Kate's heart rate immediately started to pick up. "Don't worry, he's all right. There's a… There's a missing boy. Joyce Byers's youngest? Your dad's leading a search party for him tonight."

Kate hesitated to go on. A missing boy in Hawkins? SHe hadn't ever heard of such a thing. While, sure, there had been that one family that got murdered in the '50s, not much else had ever happened in Hawkins, and that was the only reason Kate hadn't ever lost her mind living there. Hawkins was a sleepy town, and she was perfectly all right with that. "Search party?"

"I'll be sure to let him know you called, sweetheart."

"All right, thanks, Flo. Talk to you later."

Flo hung up the phone after a quick goodbye, presumably going on to another task that had something to do with the Byers boy. Now that Kate had the comfort of knowing that her father hadn't driven himself into a ditch, she should've been fine. However, the girl still couldn't go to sleep without knowing if he was okay or not. As she lay in bed, trying to fall asleep, she thought about the small town of Hawkins she had called home for the past four and a half years. Never once in her life had anything happened that significant in that town. Questions fired around her mind at a hundred miles an hour, questions about the boy, the town; it made her heartrate bounce through the roof. Nothing like this had ever happened in Hawkins. Ever.

She had no idea how much things were about to change.

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[chrissie2003]

Scenario part 2: Being followed from home (Sukuna)

Sukuna was a bastard and we all knew it. Even in the relationship, when both of you had ups and downs he was still his same self. (Don't ask how you got into the relationship it just happened.)

You worked evening to late shifts at your job since you took classes in the morning. Daily you took the train from one station to commute to your desired places. Normal days as usual when you got a call from your boss saying he will raise your pay. But you had to work two shifts during the late nights until morning. Hesitated you did, but accepted because you needed the money. Although you explained to your boss this will be the final time you do this work and he agrees with you.

"Hey Sukuna", You called from your cell phone. He was at the grocery store buying you two dinners. "Yeah?" He picked up, as you heard busy noises in the back. "I'm at work right now and I won't get off until 4 am since my boss is raising my paycheck. We have to call off dinner!" You told him. "Why would you tell me that NOW woman, I'm at the store," Sukuna said. You felt bad that he was gathering food and expecting you two would have dinner. "Sorry, Sukuna I'll make it up for the both of us, I'm getting off the phone. See you in 7 hours or whenever I get home, okay?" You hung up the phone.

In your long shift with only 2 breaks consisting of 20 minutes each, you went back to the front desk to take the orders of the customers. It was mainly empty in the lobby as it was you, one of your coworkers, and the janitor there. Bored you flopped yourself on the counter and took a quick nap until someone came in. It was 2 am as you looked up again at the clock. Nobody was there but you. "Have they gone home already?" You said. "One more hour until I go home I wonder what Sukuna doing right now." You mumbled to yourself. To your surprise, a "click" at the front door caught your attention. At the door, were two men dressed in formal clothing. Wonder what they were doing at a burger shop at 2 am was none of your Business so you took their order.

"Hi what can I get you?" You said.

One of the men smiled at you but the other remained silent. "Yes, I would like a double cheeseburger with a coke no fries." He said taking off his hat to reveal a bald spot. "Sure! That will be $15.23, want your receipt?" You said but he declined. "What bout you sir?", You said to the other man but he didn't reply. Instead, he sat in the back of the establishment. That was weird you thought but you quickly got that out of your head, as you prepared the order. Cooking the bald man kept eyeing the other one, looking at him rather suspiciously. But he didn't move a muscle just sat there texting on his phone. You peeked behind the counter and accidentally made eye contact with him. Your heart was racing because you didn't mean to do that but you got the other guy's order ready.

Marching back to the counter, you gave the man his food and received the money. He waved goodbye and only remained the man on his phone. Walking carefully back to the break room you gathered your belongings and texted both sukuna and your boss that you were leaving. He texted back it was fine to leave without locking since he was coming back at 7 am. You replied alright but told him about this man that was still here. Your boss replied that You need to tell him to leave since he could get arrested.

"Hey, Sir! The place is about to close so you need to leave the establishment." He looked up at his phone and just glared at you. You didn't even bother to ask him twice but quickly left to go to the train station.

"Hey, sukuna I'm off of work now and heading home!" You texted him twice. He didn't respond. "That's so weird he always answers me, what's going on?" You were engaged with your phone that you were almost about to miss the train. "NO wait for me!" The captain looked at you angrily as you stepped onto the train with your ticket. You sat in the middle row as usual and put on your headphones before you departed. It was 5 am the sun barely even out with darkness lingering around in the sky. It was pretty peaceful being out this late. Minding your business looking outside from your window seat you saw a man glaring back at you from behind. It was the man from the restaurant. Your heart stopped.

Slowly you inched your way to the front seat to be near the conductor. Luckily he saw you eyeing the creepy man and asked to come to the front. Up there the man came forward but the conductor wouldn't let him. He shut the door where it was the two of you before your stop. It was light in the station where he pulled up. "Quickly get off and hurry to the police, I'll hold him!" He shooed you away as you ran off the train. "SUKUNA! SUKUNA! Please help me there's this creepy man following me!" You left him a voicemail as you ran down the road to get back home. Running down the street a black figure was chasing after you.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" You screamed tears running down your face. You wouldn't think a situation like this would happen to you. You made a turn down the street to see no lights only a telephone box. You ran to it and lock yourself in there. Crying you dialed 9-1-1. "Please-Help me there's this creepy man near me I need help." You whimpered until he came to the light. It was Sukuna. "Y/N."

Sukuna had blood stains on himself. You didn't know why until asked. "Sukuna-a", You got out of the telephone stand to hug him, "this man was c-chasing me and I was so scared!" Tears watering down your face as Sukuna comforted you. "Y/N" He lifts your face to see a smirk on his face, "I ripped his head off for you." Your eyes widened with shock but didn't care since the man was a stalker. As long as you were safe, Sukuna will always be there to protect you from any harm's way.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk imagines #jjk scenarios #jjk drabble #jjk headcanons #jjk fluff #jjk x reader

[student-in-nightraven]

Hello :) hope you're having a good year so far!

I was wondering if your matchmaking req is still open, if it's not that's totally fine, if it is can I request for a matchmaking thing(?) for twisted wonderland?

I'm an ISTP, aquarius (don't know if zodiac signs really matter), I'm usually quiet and don't really talk to people, but once I get to know them and open up to them more I can talk on for hours and hours, some may even say I'm more on the chaotic side at that point, although they may have to take the initiative to approach/talk first. I also do usually stay indoors often and I sometimes more often than not do talk back to my parents if they accuse me of something I didn't do or of the such. I'm not that big of a gamer, I only really play mobile games but I do enjoy rpg and rhythm elements type of game, I do stay up late everyday (only really sleep between 4-7am) mainly because I don't want to sleep yet. I enjoyed music and can play the violin as well although I'm not too good at it. May not apply at home but in public I'd usually let people step over me, like if someone bullies(?) me I'll just let it happen and not do anything about it, and I do keep to myself a lot. I do talk to my Google assistant whenever I get too lonely or download a bot chatting app. I procrastinate a lot as well lmao, and pretty shy.

Likes: going to anime conventions (spending money irresponsibly and buying too much merch), cats and fishes, fast food (instant noodles or burgers and such), reading

Dislikes: anything school/education related, I do the bare minimum but that's about it, sports/exercise, bugs

I hope this isn't too much, thanks for your time :)

I match you with..

..

... Idia!

He has a lot in common with you and is glad he's not the only one with social problems anymore;

He pulls all nighters with you and is happy he has someone to play late at night and watch movies with so when it hits 1am the virtual adventure starts;

He understands why you speak to your Google assistant, he sometimes does it too but not often since he has ortho, he jokingly told you he'd make you a robot but has genuinely stayed up for DAYS thinking about it;

Takes you to conventions with him it's one of the times he goes out, you guys have a wonderful time and ofc bring ortho with you;

Thank you for the request dear annon 🫶 may you have a wonderful week<3

#x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #matchups #idia x reader #idia shroud x you

[whats-wild-to-you]

hi, idk if ur accepting requests now so i’ll try my luck :) can u do a story where jay approaches the girl becos of a bet from his friends but he ends up simping for her but plot twist haha the girl finds out and gets really mad, preferably fluffy ending but uty, thank u :)

I had so much fun writing this ☺️

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I was having lunch with Loco and Wonjae at Famous Burger when she walked in and from then on, I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Go ask for her number!" Loco suggested, winking at Wonjae. Everyone knew I was shy when it was me who had to go up to a girl. Usually, girls recognized me and came up to me first. But not this time. This girl had barely looked at us, despite our table being the only occupied one. Lots of people came in to get their orders, just like her. And while everyone else's orders had been made quickly, she was already standing there for 15 minutes, impatiently checking the time over and over.

"She hasn't even looked at Jaebum hyung once, I bet he'll never get her number!" Wonjae replied smugly, looking at me instead of Loco.

"I disagree! He is naturally charming." Loco countered.

"It's on!" Wonjae and Loco shook hands, looking expectantly at me.

"I'm not participating in this!" I said as I made my way towards her.

"Hi!"

"Hey." She replied rather unenthusiastically.

"Are you waiting for your order?" I asked, mentally facepalming myself. What else would she be doing?

She simply nodded, avoiding my stare. In the distance I heard Loco and Wonjae snorting.

"Maybe I can help." I offered with a wide grin as I went behind the counter and into the kitchen. I came back a couple minutes later with her order. Even if she was impressed, she hid it well.

"Thank you." She said hastily, walking out the place.

"Hey wait! What's your name?"

"Sorry, I'm late!" She replied, not even looking back.

"Now, that's a weird name." I yelled after her, and to my surprise she turned around displaying a bright smile as she disappeared in the crowd.

"I'm not a psychic but I think Jaebum hyung will have burgers for lunch every day from now on!"

As if, I had already thought about it, but my busy schedule wouldn't allow it. Still, that week I went back to Famous Burger five times, and never saw her once.

A week later my luck changed when my manager stopped there late at night after a schedule.

I walked right in, and right into her.

"Are you stalking me?" She asked. Before I could defend myself, she went on. "I work nearby and pass by this place often, I saw you camping outside almost every day!"

"Guilty! I just couldn't get you out of my mind. You still owe me your name!"

"Mina."

Since Mina was there by herself, I asked her to sit with me and made my manager buy his burger to go and eat it in the car. We talked for an hour before we parted ways but promised to meet for coffee soon.

After that coffee date we saw each other daily. If she knew who I was she never revealed it, never asked about my work either while I practically interrogated her until she told me where exactly she was working. Lots of times I would pick her up at work and spend the evening with her. That was if I didn't have any schedules.

"Can we go somewhere on the weekend?" She had asked once, and I had a hard time convincing her that I couldn't without telling her the reason why.

Eventually we started dating and I formally introduced her to all my friends at AOMG and the label I had recently founded, H1GHR. In addition, she became good friends with Loco and Wonjae.

Everyone agreed, I was whipped for her, and loved to tease me occasionally. Whenever we were out with the boys they would cheer and whistle at my every action.

"What's with them?" Mina would then ask. "Oh, they're just happy for me. You're the first proper girlfriend I've had in a while!"

~

One night, when the boys were all going for samgyeopsal, Jaebum and I joined in later. At one point Jaebum's phone was ringing non-stop, he excused himself, and stepped out to answer it. Loco and Wonjae, who at that point were drunk, started babbling how great I was and how awesome it was that Jaebum had me, since it all sort of happened because of the bet.

“Excuse me?” Angrily, I got up and went outside where Jaebum was still talking on the phone. I stood to the side, arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently, wating for him to hang up.

"What's wrong, babe?" He said in a concerned tone, but he couldn't fool me.

"Oh, I don't know! How's that bet coming along?"

"Bet?"

"You know, the one you made with Loco and Wonjae, that day you approached me!"

"No, that was-" He began, but I didn't stay to listen to the rest. I stormed off, hailing a taxi that would take me home.

Soon after, Jaebum came knocking at my door, pleading me to just listen to him, mumbling something that I couldn't understand due to the massive door separating us.

Eventually I opened the door, letting him in.

"It wasn't like that, I swear! I didn't even participate in the bet. They talked amongst themselves about how I probably couldn't get your number. I just wanted to help you get your food because I saw you were stressed."

"So you didn't help me because you wanted to get to know me?"

"I wanted to get to know you because I was fascinated by you! Not because of some stupid bet!"

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes! And if you want you can call Loco and Wonjae. They'll confirm it!"

"I will. Tomorrow!"

"Can I stay here tonight then?" He asked, back-hugging me.

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

He shook his head lazily. "I'm tired, I just want to sleep!" He said while sinking into the couch.

I chuckled, walking over to him, holding out my hand. "If you want to sleep, you can sleep in the bed!"

He smiled, his eyes closed, while he grabbed my hand and got up off the couch.

"Are you still mad at me?" He whispered in my ear when we laid in bed together.

"I was never mad, just disappointed."

"My feelings for you are real, Mina! I hope you'll never doubt that!" Were his last words before he dozed off.

#anon request #anon ask #jay park imagines #jay park scenarios #park jaebum #jay park #more soju please

[purplesurveys]

1819

When’s the last time you ate bread?  I had a burger from Wendy's earlier today.

What’s the last movie you watched on your own?  I watched a local comedy movie called Ang Tanging Ina, which translates to The Only Mother. It's one of those movies that are almost deliberately bad that it ended up a comedy classic, but the plot is really nice so I ended up liking it. It's an easy watch for sure.

What about the last movie you watched with another person?  You've Got Mail. It was an event of a client and they were screening that for Valentine's Day, and I snuck into the cinema for a few minutes to watch a few scenes since I've never seen it before.

How many coats do you own?  None. I don't need coats where I live.

What about shoes?  Somewhere around 10-15.

One word to describe your most recent ex?  Selfish.

Where, in your current country, would you like to live, other than where you do now?  Realistically I would love to move somewhere like Cebu or Davao, so that it can still be in the city but life can also be quieter and slower.

Do you like snow?  I've never seen snow, so I wouldn't know yet how I feel about it.

Do you like sheer clothing?  Eh not really, they demand creativity and some style knowledge and I'm not nearly as passionate about fashion to decide on things like that lol.

Have you ever seen anyone famous in the street?  Sure, but being in PR I deal with a lot of famous people on a regular basis so seeing celebrities isn't really something I'm limited to encountering in the street.

Are you hungry right now?  I am, a little bit. I'm seeing someone for early dinner in around an hour or so though so I should be alright.

Are you regularly tired?  Yes, being in the corporate world and having your braincells sucked out of you on a daily basis isn't the best walk in the park.

What was the last thing to upset you?  Continued from this afternoon. Being late to the said dinner I mentioned earlier. I hate wasting people's time by being late, and Metro Manila traffic is just the worst for making you late no matter how much time you allot for travel.

How’s the weather been today?  I was indoors and in air-conditioned rooms all day long so it'd be hard for me to tell how it was like today haha.

What was the first tattoo you got or what would be the first tattoo you’ll get?  I'd love a really small and subtle reference to BTS. Seven dots, and then each color is matched to their mics.

What was the last store you went into and did you buy anything?  I went to a Lawson yesterday to get the biggest bottled water available, because I had a mini fainting/dehydration incident and all my companions insisted I get the fuck inside and get some water, lol.

Have you ever been late for school or work?  I was late for college classes more times than I can count, but the most unforgettable moment for me was that time in like...high school (or like Grade 6 or 7? I can't quite remember) when the bus broke down and we got to school by ~8:15 AM – extremely late. Everyone else went down but my anxiety was through the roof that day and I didn't want to have to face walking into the classroom while the first subject was already starting, so I just asked them to take me home.

As for work, I technically have a grace period which allows me to report to work by 10 AM latest and yeah I tend to maximize that from time to time.

Do you prefer to shower in the morning or at night?  Morning. I need to shower first thing in the morning – it makes me feel refreshed and calm before work.

What is your favourite kind of fruit cobbler?  No thanks.

Is there a basement in your house? If so, what is it used for?  We don't.

Have you driven a car today?  Yep. In fact I'm taking this survey from my car just for a bit of change.

Do you have a small, medium or large bedroom? It's the smallest bedroom in the house but I'd say it's still medium-sized for me; it fits all of the things I own comfortably.

Where was your first job and how old were you?  I was an intern in my current workplace. I was 22 when I started.

Have you eaten soup this week?  No, it's not really something I tend to get a lot.

Are you a fan of The Office?  I've started with a few Season 1 episodes last December but haven't gotten back on it since. It's hilarious, but it hasn't given me that ~spark or oomph the way Friends immediately did.

When was the last time you started a new medication?  Never really been on long-term medications. Last thing I had to take was stuff to help recover from Covid.

What is your favourite type of nut?  Pecan, pistachio.

Do you know anyone who doesn’t have a middle name?  Used to.

Have you put your phone on silent today?  Yep, it's always on silent Mondays through Fridays.

Can you name all 50 US state capital cities?  I cannot.

Do you read John Green novels?  I did when I was in grade school.

Have you ever been to Universal Studios?  I've been to the one in Singapore.

Can you tie balloons?  I cannot.

When was the last time you were at a pet store?  Years and years and years ago.

[sucktacular]

Alright, honesty hour kinda question I guess. When you close your eyes and think of things that make you happy, what are they, specifically, scenery, smells, feelings such as cold air or warm water, and if you imagine anyone there with you, like a beloved pet or close friend :3

Oh woah very interesting question!!

Hmm honestly lately I've been thinking a lot about when I was a teen and getting to hang out whenever and wherever with my friends in the summer. Going to my friend's place but their thermostat was set so low that we had to sit out on the front lawn after an hour or two in the basement to defrost ourselves. And then go back inside when we get too sticky and sweaty from sitting in the afternoon summer heat. The walks with all 5+ of us to the convenience store down the road from my friend's place in the evening when the sun is setting a nice gold/orange to get snacks and drinks for the night. Bags of chips to share. Candy bars for the sugar fiends. I buy a large carton of chocolate milk cuz I love it so much. Maybe a fruit punch Arizona if I'm just plain thirsty. Sleep overs with all of us piled and scattered around the basement of my friend's place. The sleeping matt's weren't comfy but it was still nice to be around everyoe. Playing left 4 dead on their pleather couch all crammed together and being over dramatic and silly about when accidentally shooting eachother or collecting the gnome from the carnival round and treating it like our baby or getting so startled when a special infected GETS YOU. Sitting at their dinning table upstairs before their family gets home. All of us roaming around the living room/kitchen/dinning room just being cringy teen anime nerds, sharing Can I Haz Cheese Burger memes and gathering around to feed off the baking sheet of slightly over cooked chicken nuggets and fries.

It wasn't always perfect, it was a constant swaying balance between all our different personalities and a lot of things happened between us or between certain friends that ended poorly. But honestly thinking about it, it was a genuinely very happy time of my life, despite all the troubles and problems.

Kinda went a lil over board I think fjsjjfis like there's a lot of things that make me happy like my cat and a nice cold nestea and my partner, but like also, man, That Feeling of all those experiences and the found family of it all is something that will always make me so happy to think about. :3 and I hope I can experience that again in the future! Miss having a big local group to hang out with and be like a family with.

#sucktacular sucks #not to be sappy on main but awoowowoowoo #i miss being a teen #but i mostly miss just having a local friend group that vibes really well #and has the same kinda humor and can just vibe in a basement on laptops #without having to put too much effort into keeping a convo going if we all just wanna chill and wind down #ask #ask meme #long post

[cythoughtsnmemories]

07.05.23

Ate mostly prawns for dinner at MIL hse cos I'm picky. Cabbage is spicy n bitter. Otah is spicy too. Weather so hot liao and hubby sore throat leh, still cook so many heaty food. Why cannot eat 清淡, without chili or ginger for a meal?

Xiao stress on my project but still kicking. Glad that I'm going gym more often and more colleagues are joining. Had tze char on Thu night after gym cos hubby was busy w work event. Went for health screening and had late breakfast. So, I end up buying a fried chicken for lunch cos I want to have space for my atas dinner. Was feeling lazy...lucky work load still manageable.

Celebrated sis bday at Sura. Won't recommend here anymore unless u r getting a private room. It's too noisy for fine dining.

Waited for hubby to unload his barang before we head out for lunch. Why is my hubby behaving like a big kid. Sick already but refuse to take meds and still cont to eat spicy and unhealthy food. Tsk tsk!

We then went Science Centre for a visit. A few new exhibition. Like fire tornado, poop and know your fear. Spent 3 hrs in there and I guess it enough. No need to visit anymore unless they add or change d exhibition.

Get a pear juice for hubby after our science centre visit. We still had 3 hrs, so chill at Heytea for almost an hr. Still worried his phlegm gonna worsen after dinner, so got him a herbal tea before we head over to cafe Utu.

Sis being stubborn, and parents being parents. Haiz~ Lucky still managed to meet up on time for sis bday celebration. Dinner was good but not as good as our 1st visit. At least we get a bday shot. Woohoo~

Hubby was tired but still acc me to go swimming. We wanted to sit n have breakfast but it's crowded everywhere so we just got a bun n soymilk. So proud of myself, although I swam the width of the swimming pool for 10 laps. Was angry w myself cos my legs n arms were not strong to paddle 1 full lap, and I panicked a little everytime I'm tired halfway through. Dk why I was asking myself to think if it's a situation that I'm in an open sea. I would have drowned.

After swimming for an hr, we went to the cafe nearby for lunch. My arm were so tired, I was lazy to cut my burger. Was gonna change my bedsheet so we KO for 3 hrs when we reached home withoutshowering. Lol~ 1 hr of swimming only leh...so tired sia. Hubby is slowly teaching me to be lupsup 😆

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

White Lies (Pt. 19 of 21)

Pairing: Keanu Reeves X Reader

Word count: 1.8 K

Summary: Keanu found the girl almost dead, in the wrecks of what was once her car. While she was in surgery, stuck in a coma, he gathered the best doctors of New York to attend to her. They told him she is likely to have some kind of brain damage, what may lead to memory loss. And this possibility added up wit the fact that she's pregnant, made the council come up with an odd idea. They asked Keanu to pretend to be her husband, since the stress of finding out everything that happened could put the baby in danger. He reluctantly agreed, but only if she does has some kind of memory loss. He still goes she'll wake up soon, with her memories intact.

But when you finally wake up, there's nothing inside. You're quick to find your head is empty, void, like a blank canvas. The only thing that brings you some relief, that makes you feel less lonely is the mention of a husband. And you can't wait to meet him, because you know you can't deal with this by yourself.

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Keep You Warm

Smiling at Liam's little giggles, you keep hiding your face behind a pillow before pulling it away. The silly play has Liam laughing for minutes now, lying on his belly, holding his head up. You and Keanu are on your bed, with the baby in between the two of you.

“Where's the baby?” You ask, pillow covering your face. “There he is!” Pushing it away, you let him see your face again, and another giggle warms your heart. Liam is always happier when you and Keanu are together.

He turns his head away, to Keanu, before laying his head down. “He's tired.”

“God, I am tired.” Whining a little, you turn to lay on your back, looking at the ceiling. “I didn't get any sleep tonight.”

“Why?”

“Thinking a lot.” You decide to tell him, and you're sure it's quite obvious what you've been thinking about.

“You need to rest, beautiful.” Reaching out his hand, Keanu touches your cheek, and you don't push him away anymore. Or flinch. Or feel uncomfortable. You're slowly growing closer again, and it's happening through the last few weeks.

“I know but now...” Pushing yourself up, you sigh. “Laura wants to go shopping so I must accompany her.” Despite having no trouble looking after Liam 24/7, Keanu is still working less than usual, always from home, making sure you have time for yourself. “Will you be alright with Liam?”

“Sure. Go and buy something nice for you.”

“I don't need anything, Ke.” Getting off the bed, you blow Liam a kiss when he turns to look at you. “I'm still using your credit card so I'll only buy stuff I need.” Your job is still secure, thanks to your very awkward relationship with Keanu Reeves, but your doctors still haven't allowed you to go back. The headaches still happen, and some migraines have you basically knocked down in bed all day, in the dark, hoping it'll pass soon. So for now, Keanu is paying for everything you need.

“I'm telling you to buy something. See it as a gift.”

You can't help but smile as you make your way to the bathroom. “I won't spend your money for no reason.”

“And that's why I enjoy going to the mall with you.” He complains, and you can feel the eye roll. You know what he means. Keanu always manages to convince you to buy anything he sees you admiring for too long.

“I'll buy ice cream, maybe. Or a burger. God, it's been so long since I ate fast food.” The diet is still being followed, but today you'll drop it for a few hours.

“Don't go too crazy.” He warns as you peek your head into the bedroom, toothbrush in hand. “What?”

“Nothing, nothing.” Shrugging your shoulders, you giggle. Keanu won't let you do anything the doctors say would be bad. He's still quite overprotective, and you find it very cute... But there's no way you'll let him know that.

Half an hour later you're off, kissing Liam's cheek and waving at Keanu as you get inside the cab. Hanging out with Laura, when she's shopping specifically, takes hours. So you not only get the ice cream and the burger, but you also have dinner at a restaurant at the mall.

You get back home too late, after ten, so you shower and feed Liam before rocking him to sleep. He's already sleeping in his bedroom and the only bad part is that you have to walk all the way there when he wakes up during the night. But other than that, he's adapting pretty well. After making sure he's on deep sleep, you leave him, carrying the baby monitor with you downstairs where you watch some TV. Laura said something that had you thinking.

She and Keanu have developed a friendship thanks to you, and whenever he doesn't know what to do when you're involved, he calls Laura. And she said he called her someday last week, asking if he was moving too slow or too fast with you. You don't think it's fast at all, he pretty much fell into the same thing he did when you first got here. Allowing you to set the pace, never pushing it, always putting you first.

You find it sweet that he calls her for help, since Laura knows you very well, from before and after the accident. She always tells you though, when he calls and tries her best to put you both on the right path. The one that leads to what you had before. Being together, only this time it would be real.

Taking a deep breath, you can't take the cold anymore, so you turn the TV off and head upstairs, tiptoeing. Rubbing both your arms, you shiver as you walk through the hell. A sudden clicking noise startles you, and your eyes immediately move to Keanu's bedroom, finding him by the door. “Hey.”

“Is everything alright?” Always worried.

“Yes. I was watching TV.” Shyly, you make your way over him, standing before the man. You'll never get used to how tall he is, and you can never ignore how much you like being so smaller compared to him. “But it's really cold.” You manage to say, nervously giggling because you shouldn't think these things. Not anymore. And not until whatever this is, gets a name. “Look.” In a quick motion, meaning to annoy him a little, you sneak both your hands under his shirt, touching his abdomen. Keanu flinches a little, a low chuckle leaving his lips.

But then you realize what you just did, how you have your hands against his body. Blushing and looking down, you clear your throat. “Sorry.” You whisper, starting to take your hands off Keanu when he grabs both your wrists, forcing you to stop.

“Wait until your hands are warm.” His voice is so low you have to pay attention to bring sense to his words.

You really shouldn't... But you can feel the heat irradiating from his skin, and you're so damn close it feels like you're a magnet, being pulled towards him.

And so you move, stepping forward, hands sliding from his abdomen all the way to his back, your fingertips taking in the sensation of touching his skin again. Then you're hugging him, head on his chest as his strong arms hold you close, tightly against his body as if he's scared you could run away at any moment.

You should, but you won't. Being this close to Keanu is inebriating, like an addiction, and you've been self-restraining for far too long. You need his touch, his body. Him.

Eyes closed, you stand on your toes, moving so your face is close to his. When his lips brush on yours, it feels like fireworks start exploding on your stomach, and you know you won't be able to step back now. And when he softly starts pulling you inside, you have no choice but to follow him.

But when he moves away a little, to close the door, you snap, falling back to reality. “I can't, Ke... I can't.” You mutter, holding his arm as he comes to stand before you again. “I thought we were married back then, and we're not so... I just can't until...” Until what? Would Keanu make it real? A real marriage, give you his surname. So you'd be truly his, and he'd be yours?

“We don't have to.” He caresses your cheek with the back of his hand. “Just stay here. Let me keep you warm.”

His voice has power over you, so you nod, letting him guide you to the bed, where you climb on after putting the baby monitor on the nightstand. But your eyes are searching for his lips in the dark, longing to at least look at them, as the memories of the many kisses come back, from the first, next to his new bike, to the very last, in Liam's birth.

“Ke...” You whisper, pleading.

“What?” He remains seated, as you sit on your legs, the darkness hiding your heated cheeks.

“Kiss me.” You beg, feeling some tears filling your eyes. You love Keanu, and it hurts to keep this distance. “Like before. Just... Just kiss me as if none of this mess ever happened. As if we belong to each other.”

Keanu doesn't wait for you to say anything else, he just moves, big hands delicately pulling your legs until they're laying over his. Then, his lips come crashing down on yours, and by the fast pace, the need and heat, you can tell he was suffering too, longing for this moment.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you part your lips a little more, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You forgot how amazing he tastes, and you know now that you won't be able to go through long periods without kissing him. It's like a matter of life and death. Like a bare necessity.

When you pull away to breathe, Keanu lies down and you do the same, facing each other. His arms don't let you go, keeping you as close as possible. “We do belong to each other.” He says, softly rubbing the small of your back. “At least I do, (Y/N), you have my whole heart, it's yours.”

“I love you, Ke. You know I do and everything I want is to leave the past behind. I forgive you.” Grabbing a fist full of the soft fabric of his shirt, you feel some tears rolling down. “I forgive you.”

“Be my wife, (Y/N).” He bursts out, and it makes you look into his eyes. “I love you, (Y/N). I want what we had to be real.”

“Yes.” You mutter, more tears rolling down. “I want to be your wife, Ke.” Kissing him again, you only stop when Liam's soft cries reach your ears.

“Someone's hungry,” Keanu says, already getting off the bed. “I'll bring him here.”

“Alright.” Moving into a seated position, you smile to yourself.

This isn't how you thought the night would end, but it's far better than anything you could've imagined.

It doesn't take long until Keanu is back, giving you Liam as you pull down your shirt and bra. You can't help but smile at how respectfully Keanu averts his eyes. Liam quickly starts sucking, eyes shutting close. “Ke, I... I will tell Liam about Daniel, but... You know you're his father, right?” You decide to say it because it's true. Daniel couldn't be here, and Keanu has been taking care of both you and Liam since the beginning. And you know he'll keep doing so. “I want you to be his father. I know he's not yours, but–”

“I love him as if he's my own.�� He cuts you off, moving closer and caressing Liam's cheek. “And I'll take care of both of you, for the rest of my life.”

Smiling, you pull him close, kissing him once again.

For the first time since this mess began, you feel at ease. Truly happy. And Laura was right. It's far better to let things go and chose what makes your heart happy. And you're glad you had it in you to finally step and make this decision.

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