#too bad we cant get the ball to her since we knew what she capable of

[keepscrollinghun]

#jsjsjsjjs mandy is so chaotic during the corner #too bad we cant get the ball to her since we knew what she capable of #please practice more corner kick we got many advantage know with these tall scandis #🔴⚪ #MUNARS #amanda ilestedt #jen beattie #laia codina #alessia russo

[horansqueen]

You & Me : chapter 42

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32 || CHAPTER 33 || CHAPTER 34|| CHAPTER 35 || CHAPTER 36 || CHAPTER 37 || CHAPTER 38 || CHAPTER 39 || CHAPTER 40 || CHAPTER 41

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his -4.4k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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Chapter 42 : Her chapter

OLIVIA

May 21st, 2018

I was happy that Dylan hadn't asked Heidi to be there the next day since we were about to film the scene I feared the most. Niall had a few things to do but he told me he'd join me a bit later on the set. If I wanted to be honest, though, I was sort of happy he was not there, if only because this scene was going to be tough to play and knowing he would be there when I was filming it would make me even more nervous.

I jumped slightly when someone knocked at the door and walked to it with a frown. I had decided to eat in my dressing room if only to be alone and try to get back in those horrible feelings I had when Niall broke up with me. I remembered the rain, I remembered running away, I remembered the way he was looking at me and the way my heart twisted in my chest, feeling like it was stuck in a vice. I remembered the tattoo I had just got of a heart around his name, on the skin of my back, and how much it seemed to burn. I remembered running to Louis and crying with him. I remembered everything of that night. It was so vivid I felt like I would never forget. I knew this memory would never be blurry, I knew I'd remember every fucking second of it for the rest of my life.

When I opened the door, Dylan looked up, and my heart skipped a beat when I realized how vulnerable he looked with his sad eyes and his hands in his pockets. I was used to the confident and funny man who had been my rock for so many months. Now he looked exhausted and hurt.

"Can I come in?"

I nodded and licked my lips, moving away to let him in and I closed the door as he turned around to face me. We remained in front of each other just staring in each other's eyes until I moved my arm to show him the couch.

"Please, sit."

We kept silent for a few more minutes after sitting down and all I could hear was my heart thumping against my rib cage. I didn't know why he was there and I didn't want this conversation to turn bad. I knew what kind of person he was though and I knew it would most likely not end up in screams and insults, but he was with Heidi now, and I knew what she was capable of.

"I'm sorry, Olivia." he finally let out with a sigh before rubbing his eyes. "I'm sorry for bringing Heidi here yesterday. I mean, I didn't even invite her she sort of... invited herself. But that's not the point, I mean I knew how you felt about her and I promise I didn't do that to piss you off, or make you uncomfortable."

My lips parted and after a while, they curled slightly. "I know, don't worry about it." I just shook my head a bit. "But Dylan, are you serious? I mean Heidi? Really?"

"Does it bother you?" he asked with a sad smile as he looked up.

"No, it doesn't. You can date whoever you want it's just... I'm surprised. After all you said about her... After all we said about her." I corrected myself. "Just be careful okay?"

"Liv," he chuckled, raising his eyebrows. "I'm not gonna marry her. She just... eases the pain, I guess. Some sort of a rebound."

"Basically, you two fuck."

This time, he laughed and leaned against the couch. "Pretty much." he shrugged and put his gaze into mine, his smile faltering a bit. "She's no you, but she's not bad looking when naked."

This time, I let out a loud laughter that made him smile more. "As long as she keeps her mouth shut, maybe!"

"Yea, that doesn't happen often, unfortunately."

I laughed again and rolled my eyes before tilting my head and pressing my lips together, staring at him some more. "I'm sorry I hurt you, Dylan."

"No, I'm sorry." he lost his smile and closed his eyes for a few seconds before moving closer and leaning his elbows on his knees. I frowned, a bit stressed about why he was acting like that but when he sighed again, I held my breath. "I'm the one who told her. About you and Niall. I told her you cheated on me and that I said it was okay, and she asked when it was and she just.. connected the dots. It's my fault she made that instagram shit. I hope you can forgive me."

I swallowed hard still looking at him. I couldn't really blame him and I was a bit surprised that I didn't think that he could be the one who told her, especially after seeing them together a few days before. It was so obvious now and I mentally slapped myself for being an idiot.

"Done." I just replied with a small smile. "Anything else I can help with? World Peace? Starvation in third world nations? Anything?"

He laughed and sent me a small smile as I became more serious. I didn't want us to be on bad terms and yes, it felt weird to think that only a few weeks ago, we were supposed to get married, but we both needed to move on from that.

"Heidi and I we just... bonded over the fact that we felt betrayed, and we were sad and hurt, you know? We won't spend our lives together. I don't have feelings for her I'm just.. trying to move on."

I stared at him again, keeping quiet for a few minutes, not wanting to say something wrong. We had had good moments together, and I couldn't pretend I didn't miss him but at the same time, I didn't miss the love relationship we had. I was with Niall and no one else made me feel like he did. No one else ever did make me feel like Niall did, not even Dylan, whom I was ready to marry.

"I really hope it works, Dyl." I sent him a fond smile, tilting my head. "You deserve the best."

                                                      ----

May 22nd, 2018

What woke me up in the middle of my nap in the afternoon was a soft piano melody and before my eyes even opened, my lips curled into a fond smile. I put my pants on and got out of bed, following the music and yawning a bit on my way as I tugged at my hair. When I entered the living room, Niall looked up and sent me a smile as he kept playing and finally licked his lips, taking his hand away from the keys and raised his eyebrows.

"How did sleeping beauty sleep?"

"I don't know about her," I started with an other yawn. "but I slept very well, thank you."

"I was talking about you, silly!" he chuckled. "You sleep all the time, and you're beautiful. This is now officially my new nickname for you."

I raised my eyebrows and my lips parted as he laughed. "If you call me that, I'll start calling you Neil."

I smiled when I saw him grimace and finally sat next to him on the small bench, facing the piano. I've always wanted to play and at the same time, i loved watching Niall play. If only I could be as talented as he was in something... anything, really.

"You're so damn good, I swear, I'm jealous."

"My piano skills are pretty basic."

"Lies!" I quickly replied, turning my head to look at him and raising my eyebrows. "You always say that and we both know it's bullshit." I turned back to the piano and placed my hands on the keys as if I knew what I was doing. "Here's a little something I can play for you.”

I let an amused smile appear on my lips and finally used just two fingers to play a short song on the piano, missing one or two notes as I did. When I turned back to him, he was smiling big, trying not to laugh.

"Is that 'Take Me Out To The Ball Game'?" he asked, unable to stop a chuckle from escaping his mouth. "Played with literally two fingers?"

"Don't laugh! I taught myself that."

He started laughing anyway and I raised my nose up, pushing his upper arm with mine and making him laugh even more. He smelled good and he looked gorgeous. I was trying not to think about the fact that he was leaving in a few days and when I looked up at him, he licked his lips.

"Do you want me to teach you?"

My lips curled into a happy smile but I tried to hide it by pressing them together before nodding. He chuckled and proceeded to take my hands and placed them over the keys. I tried to listen to his instructions but my mind drifted away after a while as I looked at his fingers slide gently on the keys for a while before my eyes moved on his arm and up to his chest and his face. I stared at his lips moving for a few seconds before blinking a few times as I tried to get out of my thoughts.

"Are you sleeping again?" he asked, raising his eyebrows with a smile.

"No... no I just..." I shook my head and chuckled. "Play that song. The one you had in hands in my dressing room. You said you needed a piano well there's one. I want to hear you sing."

"I was teaching you how to play darling." he pointed out, making me tilt my head.

"Play Niall, please."

He stared at me and I felt my heartbeats accelerate. I couldn't believe I was here with him and that he was looking at me like that. After a while, he just nodded and licked his lips before his fingers glided on the keys again.

"Maybe we are the champagne lovers Lay in the dark, we are stargazing now Well, I don’t like it.

Rolling the dice just to feel the thunder Deep in the heart of a downward spiral Falling, we’re falling.

We should twist the knife Put it all to bed, I Need to understand what it takes to love again

So come on love me when the lights burn low Meet me underneath the sheets Cause you got a hold of me baby, enough to pull me back in deep.

You used to love me when the lights burned low Now we’re tearing at the seams We‘ve both had enough of this, baby, so promise me that when you leave You won’t say you’ll come back to me.

Maybe we are the perfect strangers Only the stories left on paper now And I don’t like it.

We should twist the knife Put it all to bed, I Need to understand what it takes to love again

So come on love me when the lights burn low Meet me underneath the sheets Cause you got a hold of me baby, enough to pull me back in deep.

You used to love me when the lights burned low Now we’re tearing at the seams We‘ve both had enough of this, baby, so promise me that when you leave You won’t say you’ll come back to me.

Come back to me You won’t say you’ll come back to me."

I felt a tear roll down my cheek and swallowed the lump in my throat with difficulty. Silent came back in the room and slowly, I brought one of my hands to his cheek, brushing my thumb on it gently. I loved how some of the lyrics really fitted us, and I couldn't explain how perfect it was. He knew how to add things in songs that were only obvious to us two, and I needed to learn how to do that, because when it came to writing my tv show, I knew it was more and more obvious with time that it was based on my story with Niall.

"Those lyrics about the sheets..." I just whispered before licking my lips and sniffing.

"We've been hiding under the sheets since we were kids." he explained even if I already knew what it meant. "Just you and me, in our world. And now I realize that it was our world because you're my world."

I started seeing blurry because of the tears in my eyes and blinked again to let them slide down my cheeks. He brought his hand over mine on his face but his eyes never left mine.

"You're so full of shit, Horan." I just replied in a whisper with a small chuckle.

"I mean it." he quickly murmured before I pressed my lips against his.

He kissed me back deeply and his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His lips parted against mine and he panted, making me whimper low. I let my hands slip under his shirt and I thought he was going to laugh at how impatient I was but instead, he moved slightly away, his lips still against mine.

"I'm gonna fucking miss you."

"How many times are we gonna tell that to each other." I whispered back, sliding my hands up his chest.,

He pulled away a bit to stare in my eyes and something twisted inside me. "I don't know, petal. Now too often I hope."

I pulled his shirt off and let it fall on the floor and I kept my lips pressed against his as he got up slowly, grabbing the hem of my shirt and taking it off too. He turned me around slightly, both his hands on my waist and when he kissed me harder, I leaned against the piano without thinking, hitting a few keys and making an horrible sound. We laughed against each other's mouths and I felt him pull my pants down, along with my panties. I wiggled slightly to take them off and pushed them away from us as I moved a bit and hit a few keys again but higher notes this time.

"Clumsy ass." he whispered with a chuckle.

"Hey it's your fault." I argued in a low tone before smiling wide.

I reached for his pants and unzipped them and when he took a step back, my eyes fluttered as I started at him. He took his pants off and when he pulled his boxers down, my lips parted slightly. I watched him sit back on the bench as I stood between him and the piano and he brought his hand to his dick, stroking it slowly. I ran my hand to my breasts as I stared at him and felt my heart jump in my chest at the sight.

He brought his free hand between my thighs and I propped one of my feet on the bench next to him before two of his fingers ran on my slit. He was staring at what he was doing and I let out a low whimper as his thumb found my clit. I was already turned on but feeling him touching me while looking at him touch himself was amazing and I licked my lips, moaning slightly louder.

"I just want to sit on your cock."

He let go of me but I noticed his fingers pressed harder around his cock as he looked up at me and it only took him a few seconds to make a quick head movement.

"Turn around and sit on me."

I felt my heart jump again and slowly did what I asked. I felt him spank me once as I held myself on the piano to sit slowly on him. His hand reached my right side as his left hand positioned his dick and I closed my eyes as I felt it slowly get deeper inside me until I was sitting completely on him.

"Fuck, bend down a bit."

I did as he asked, holding myself on the piano again and making an other unpleasant noise as I hit different keys. This time though, he didn't laugh. He ran his hands on my back, pushing on it gently again and he finally held my waist to help me move up and down on his cock very slowly, watching it slip almost completely out of me and then back inside me as I sat back on him a few times until he was balls deep.

"I fucking love watching my cock disappear in that pretty little cunt of yours." he admitted in a low tone before groaning low. "Fuck me, petal. Harder."

I started going harder as he asked and I tried to grip the piano with my fingers to get balance, my fingers making an annoying sound as they slid on it. My lips parted and I held my breath when I felt him push his thumb in my asshole and I let out a curse word, my movements faltering a bit.

"Don't you fucking stop." he just let out, spanking me with his free hand. "Nothing I want more than to cum deep inside you, pet. I want to feel you clench around me. Fuck, you're such a perfect little cumdump."

I held my breath at his words, feeling my whole body throb at the way he dirty talked to me, a bit surprised but aroused by his words. I was thinking about touching myself when I felt his arm slither around me to reach between my legs as the thumb of his other hand was still fucking my ass.

"You're gonna cum so hard, yea?" he asked, rubbing my clit and making me clench around him in motion. "All over my cock?"

I felt my eyes flutter and my head fell back slightly as I started shaking over him. He brought his arm around me to hold me against him as he kept rubbing my clit hard and fast and when I started cumming, he pushed me up slightly and started moving his hips up against me to reach an orgasm too. He only kept his tip inside me as he came and his fingers sank on both sides of my waist as he groaned loud.

"Fuck."

One of my hands fell on the keys again and I shut my eyes tighter as I got down from my high slowly. I felt one of his hands carress my back and he tapped my butt gently to incite me to get up, I felt his cum fall and when I turned around, some of it slid on my thighs while I bit my bottom lip, looking at his cum mixed with mine on his thighs.

It took him a few seconds to get up and he bent his head down to reach my lips with his. I heard the few notes from the piano as he kissed me and I chuckled against his mouth, making him smile.

"Loved it." he let out low with a smirk. "We literally just composed the best song ever together.”

I laughed and shook my head a bit, my lips brushing against his. "Yea, I don't think it's gonna be a hit." I admitted with an other laugh.

He laughed too and started kissing me slowly but deeply again until we heard the doorbell and both jumped. We both smiled and chuckled at the same time before the bell rang again and someone starting hitting the door quite roughly. I quickly rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was. and Niall frowned at me until we heard the voice.

"OLIVIA! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" he yelled, making me laugh and roll my eyes. "PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON AND COME OPEN THE DOOR!"

"Why does he always get here when we're naked?" Niall asked, making me laugh.

"Hey, it's Louis, I expect nothing less." I pointed out as I was putting my pants back. "I'll go see what he wants, you get dressed."

I put my shirt on as I walked to the front door before swinging it open and sending a big smile to my best friend. He opened his arms wide and it took me only half a second before throwing myself at him. He held me close and I buried my face in his neck as I felt his head lean gently against the side of mine.

"So glad to see you, my queen. I missed you." his voice was low and his words seemed sincere. I could hear emotions in his tone and it made me smile as I gripped the back of his shirt tightly.

"It's been weeks." I just let out, making him squeeze me tighter against him.

"Who's fault?"

"Mine." I confessed in a murmur. "I'm sorry it's just... Niall..."

"Yea I know, I was the same the first few months I was back with El."

We remained silent for a few seconds but when I felt Niall's presence close to us, I felt something melt inside me, like him being close made me emotional.

"Okay Tommo, let go of my girlfriend now."

I chuckled and pulled away, my lips curling more when my eyes met Louis'.

"Oh yea, I saw the video at the airport," Louis laughed, nodding. "Told you it was just a matter of time, right Neil?"

"Right."

My boyfriend groaned but didn't add anything and I moved to let Louis walk in and close the door behind himself. He was so close to me I felt his body heat emanate from him. Niall wrapped his arms around me from behind and I felt him lean his chin on my shoulder. Instinctively, I leaned my head against him and it made Louis roll his eyes with a laugh.

"Alright, double date tonight, we're going to eat, and maybe a movie or something." Louis let out quickly. "Non-negotiable, be ready in two hours, I drive."

He winked at me before turning around and opening the door he had barely just closed and walking quickly to his car. Niall and I both watched him start the car and drive aaway and after a while, I chuckled low and shook my head.

"He's so annoying." Niall admitted, mumbling under his breath.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun!"

Niall seemed to think for a few seconds and finally raised his eyebrows with an amused smile. "Okay, but you wear a skirt."

I rolled my eyes and laughed again, just shrugging. "Deal."

                                               ---

The restaurant was crowded and suddenly, I was scared people would take pictures and videos. I tried to push that thought away and tell myself it didn't matter but at the same time, I knew Niall liked to keep most things private so I tried not to touch him too much. I felt his hand on my naked thigh and smiled, pressing my lips together as I tried to ignore it.

"What are you wearing exactly?" Louis asked with a frown, leaning a bit against the table. "Is that a necklace with my friend Neil's face on it? How old was he back then? 12?"

"Funny." Niall let out sarcastically. "It's a gift from a fan and she won't take it off."

"That's a proof of love, Niall. Embrace it."

Eleanor rolled her eyes with a chuckle and I just laughed a bit. I looked at them and lost my smile suddenly. They were such a perfect and beautiful couple and it was a shame it had just hit me. I started wondering what people thought of the couple I made with Niall and I felt a bit nervous.

"We haven't done that in a while." Eleanor pointed out, taking a sip of her wine. "I know you've both been busy though. How's tour going? Not too hard being away from each other?"

"It's..." Niall started shaking his head.

"Hell." I finished his sentence. 

He turned his head to look at me before nodding slowly. "Exactly. But we manage."

And we did. It was not easy but we loved each other enough to actually want this to work and we both put effort into it. I knew Niall wouldn't always be on tour, and I wouldn't always be filming either. At some point, we would live together almost every day and I seriously couldn't wait. I could write from home, and he could do the same, and I knew it would go very well.

"Niall also asked me to move in with him!" I announced with a huge grin, raising my eyebrows. "About to move my stuff soon!"

I saw Louis' face change and he looked down at his plate before clearing his throat. "Really? When are you moving?"

I frowned when I noticed the emotions on his face but simply licked my lips. I didn't want to cause a scene, and I was not sure of how he felt, but knowing Louis, he was probably going to talk to me about it.

"Probably mid june, it's the only time Niall has a few weeks off. Then he'll be on tour for 3 months almost non-stop." I admitted, swallowing hard at the thought.

I didn't want to be away from him and at the same time, I didn't know if I really should follow him everywhere. I didn't want to be that kind of girl anymore but wanting to be with my boyfriend was not being needy, right? I also didn't really want to stay alone in his big house the whole time he'd be gone. It sounded quite sad.

We started discussing old memories, mostly those from the last tour, and I would roll my eyes when Louis would mention how bad I supposedly had it for Harry. I was pretty sure he knew I was in love with Niall even back then but he was trying to get a reaction out of Niall and I couldn't pretend I didn't find it a bit entertaining. Every time Louis would mention a memory of something romantic or sexual between Harry and I, Niall would squeeze my thigh without really realizing it.

I got up to go to the bathroom after a while and when I got out, Louis was waiting for me, his side leaned against the wall.

"Why are you always waiting for me next to the bathroom." I asked with a chuckle.

"I missed you, you know. I missed my best friend." he pointed out, ignoring my question. "And now you're gonna move in with him for the very first time and, I don't know, I feel betrayed."

I took a step closer to him and shook my head. "Louis, you were already supposed to be with Eleanor, remember?"

"That was when you were supposed to marry Dylan."

I tilted my head and sighed, licking my lips. "I know you hadn't changed your plans. I mean, you were going to live with El either way, and it's okay." I just explained. "I want to try it with Niall. I want it so bad, Louis. But we'll always be close, you and I. I think I need you more than you'll ever need me."

"One day every week."

"Mm?"

"I have to see you at least once a week." he specified. "Sometimes with Niall and El, sometimes just us two, but once a week. I'm not losing touch, you hear me?"

"I hear ya." I smiled and tilted my head.

"Good." he nodded, staring at me for a few seconds. "Are you sure you're ready for that? Moving in with Niall, I mean. It's not gonna be easy."

"I know. But I'm sure." I let out firmly. "He's my soulmate. He's always been. And apparently, I'm his soulmate too. Life couldn't get better than that."

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[startwithbrooklyn]

THE GREAT ND REWATCH OF 2021 / SEPTEMBER 28-29, 2019 // the bonny scot

posting this a day later than normal because this is one of the rare episodes that shows a passage of time from one day to the next yayy love that for them

-wonder what filming these beginning sexy scenes is like for them in real life

-sooooo can lucy see nancys sexy dream? is she judging? does this mean she likes nancy with owen or nick more? or is she trying to tell nancy that her sex dreams are irrelevant to the mystery at hand and she needs to focus?

-seeing people in the ✨prison chair✨: gomber, carson, karen (voting for josh s3 just saying)

-completely ignores carson's question about herself typical nance

-"or maybe i did stumble across a knife" its like hes trying to make the case against him look plausible while attempting to maintain innocence. this is a slippery slope for carson to try and encourage her to keep her pacified + hide the truth while also trying to keep her from getting involved bc hudsons

-"genetics gets you in the door" aaaaand then she walks in to everetts office to meet him and crashes their family dinner

-ok who tf is dawn and why is she in charge here

-this guidance counselor of nicks is my favorite person

-"i admire your allergy to pleasantries" bess and nancy both have reveals to big families but nancy does not have the graceful, accepting reveal to her rich family like bess does at this lunch. nancys reveal is messy, cold, bloodstained and sticky-fingered, not nice in any way whatsoever. and this little chat with everett (bit of a parallel to lucy's) just highlights how nancy is always bad at bargaining with her grandparents*- always trying to fight on their level but giving up her equal hand bc she doesnt know how to hide it when they bring up something she doesnt know. like confronting celia at the masque: she was so confident with her theory and what she knew, but then we got a "what does that mean?" like. the instant you say that, you lose. and she walked right into the "yes i do have someone, hes in jail" 🤦🏼‍♀️ even in the car with ryan at the end of s1, he literally just fucking leaves her there. like 🤷🏼‍♀️ what did u think was gonna happen sis?? for all she can predict how past things lead to present circumstances shes fucking awful at seeing the direct future *(grandparents except for patrice bc her dementia makes her inaccessable)

-lmaooooo this awko ass portrait...i get the empty space is for nance but who on earth thought this was a good pic??

-LISBETH 🥺💙

-"will u help the claw for me?" george struggles financially to keep her livelihood while nancy is somehow shown as being taken care of even when her parent is incarcerated; both nancy and george live in single parent homes now with mention of both medical debt and george being breadwinner yet nancy has no struggles while george does. (i wonder if ryan had been able to help george here how the story would have changed)

-"when it comes to following people around without their knowledge or consent i am somewhat of a repeat offender" 😂😂😂

-"he wasnt endgame after all" BESS lmaoooo

-"...okay." lmaoooo i fuckin love owen

-i was hoping the girls' faces would be more shocked like with a glance to owen but they just....werent

-"we're the good guys" <---- this statement is soooo interesting in terms of how they structure the show and how the characters see themselves (its an interesting contrast with the more definitive good vs evil with things that are both clearly good and clearly evil but theres also a lot of moral grey area here, the show is kinda swamped in it. are nancy and crew the good guys? are they the bad guys in someone else's story? concerns.)

-"i'd call it more than just stuff" like why did u concede that??? and then the shit about oof that didnt sound like a compliment lmaoooooo why does she suck at arguing?? she and owen wouldnt work long term bc theyre so similar (as mentioned later on)

-i LOVE george slowly falling in love with nick here- hence how upset she gets when nick bails on her for nancy later (which is totally justified!!!)

-i am LIVING for the little nod this driver guy gives bess when she turns back around all nervous 😂

-"i do like buying things" i would so say that too tbh

-"you'd have plenty to talk about" LMFAOOOOOOO SHE KNOWS "marvins dont marry drivers" so diana is totally fine with the gay its just the poor she has a problem with 😂💙fuckin love that

-love how nancy just casually ruins everything for nick/george lmaooo

-"i have seen you at your best, nancy, and there is nothing like it." 🥴😳 i love this still-in-love look nancy gives him thats so strong he had to change the subject

-so is haunting time 11 pm? from that clock of bashiir's?

-how do NO neighbors notice this fucking water and shit

-these are TOTALLY AWFUL fake screams from the bonny scot crew 😭

-"i know well enough not to get involved when he's in play" both carson and ryan avoid engaging with everett even though nancy is willing to do so armed with less info and more balls/ but "could i trust him" and ryan says yes lmaooooo NO honey + that makes ryan 0/2 for helping the girls when they ask this ep

-"find a project of your own" and he does, with his youth center 🙏🏻💙 what s2 foreshadowing!

-"god i wish i still drank" 😂😂😂

-"she is darling." 💙👌🏻

-okay wtf is mirror bay??

-i really wonder about the extent of celia x sebastians relationship here. did she truly care about him or was it just secret and exciting sex? also would love more hints of diana vs celia moments like these. celia doesnt even look upset. i mean shes had time to deal but like wtf. and who exactly is sebastian to diana? not her husband? like damn what if he was. somehow i doubt she'd talk about him diddling celia if diana was disrespected also

-i wonder if celia being so invested in dna testing nancy was bc everrett dna tested ryan to make sure he was his bc of sebastian / other men (which would be totally valid on his part!! but wouldnt it be funny as fuck if ryan wasnt his 😂)

-what a neat hiding place in this frame lmaooo who put that in for them tho? like how do u go about ordering that

-"you certainly are your fathers daughter" this quote is doubly ironic and foreshadowy bc theyre referencing carson here as being a useful hudson attaché but nancy is playing everett just like ryan played celia about putting his house up (but TRIPLY ironic bc carson pulls off the long con of hiding nancy from the hudsons right under their noses this whole time!) the one time nancy is successful against them

-that bess/lisbeth look while lisbeth does something badass (+diana reassessing now that lisbeth has been revealed to be useful)

-"almost as fun as a real fight" why do i believe him? lmaoooo a bit weird that he would enjoy a fight w a partner, but i also think this is an acknowledgement of nancy being an "opponent" who exists at his level. but i also love the "let me take you out" as a direct mirror of her relationship with nick, where she avoids the public acknowledgment/"going out" but prefers the more subtle/hidden arrangements of staying in. but as shown with later eps, owen is way more capable of meeting nancy where shes at, which is so important to her + the only way of getting close to nancy. (the only foil is ace who somehow is able to do both)

-"not always about a guy" <---- this could have been such a powerful statement if the show had thought having nancy end up alone/choose herself instead of pitting her between love interests (nick, owen, gil, even potentially ace, in only 2 seasons) was a more worthy stance to take ; as an aro/ace person i cant tell you how much i would kill to see just one female protag choose herself over a man. and its more realistic to end up alone than have a happy ending anyway, for all that these shows try to be as "real" and gritty grimdark as possible

-"is that what you want?" this is an interesting question to his mother- like maybe he senses her unhappiness? combined with his issues with his father- still trying to look out for his mom? either way it's sweet. (it could also potentially work as foreshadowing of something happening to her, but i think that was played with but then diverted when it was revealed who really killed her) "i think its time i steer this ship" still kind of patriarchal tho. i get that its him coming into his own as a dad technically but still. i also like how he calls her "mother" and not mom

-love that old white people thumbs up at george asking about his clams 👍🏻

-okay fuck dawn tho lmfaoooo

-"stressful dinner huh?" 😂 i fucking love lisbeth so much why didnt they bring her back (wouldnt it be Fucking Hilarious if they brought lisbeth back to bounce bess on her expired visa since the marvins kicked her out and didnt fix it lmaoooooo)

-BESS IS A TOP lmaooooooo i fuckin knew it

-nick says "you can pay me back" wonder if thats gonna come back in s3 considering their "marital problems" (also, those bonds are sosus lmfaoooo if any single person cashing those was looked at sideways they'd confess in 2 seconds that some random guy is handing out bearer bonds they dont even make anymore with absolutely zero proof as to how he got them)

-"you wanna finish what you started?" 👀 (dont mind if i do)

-"i need my dad back" parallels s2 when she asks him to come home

-parent politics: "you are taking your life in your hands / no, i'm putting it in yours" vs "i know well enough not to get involved when hes in play" both carson and ryan try to dissuade nancy from pursuing her pulling this con on everett but go about it different ways: carson is wildly concerned with nancys physical wellbeing but ryan appears to be leaning more towards weighing the odds for her/ like a "you cant win so cut your losses/dont try" scenario which interestingly might have more weight with nancy; its easy for her to brush aside carson's worrying like second nature but nancy has been established to be a determined winner, and ryan speaks to her here like shes a beginners luck prodigy at a blackjack table by encouraging her to keep her record clean by not dealing in this next round. of course she herself admits shes incapable of not dealing in ie "you know me better than that" but i have lots more thoughts on how effective ryans approaches to nancy can be sometimes (saving for the reveal ep 🙏🏻)

-wonder what all carson knows about the hudsons? + that look on his face when he hangs up... wonder if he was just lying to her about knowing anything or just ashamed at having to admit bad things hes done for them

-love nick & bashiir waiting together 🙏🏻💙+ nicks very strong and pointed "good night" as a means of ending his convo w nancy on his terms (gotta reinforce those boundaries man!)

and lastly

-celia + that gossip girl moment when she just throws the whole phone away 😂(wonder if she was just talking to "gus" or whoever that guy was. keep forgetting the bobbseys' dad is in prison too, wonder if he'll feature in s3)

#brooklyn's ND primer #nancy drew cw #the Great Rewatch of 2021 #you best start believing in ghost stories miss drew - you're in one

[slywrites]

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?” & “Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.” with Chris Redfield? Maybe like a competition or something during a slow day at work? (Am I basing this off of Brooklyn Nine Nine? Yes I am) S.T.A.R.S era please? Seriously congrats on 100 Sly! 💛

Ness, this.....became a whole lot longer than I expected. I hope you enjoy this bc I had a lot of fun writing it!! Thank you <3 I cant believe I’ve made this milestone I’m so happy :D 

I also might be writing a BSAA Chris one as well bc I love Chris 

Warning: cussing and fluff 

prompts from this post

Chris kicked the S.T.A.R.S. office door open, the sound of the wood slamming against the wall startled you. You scanned the rest of the office. Brad, Barry, and Jill continued on like nothing had happened. As soon as the door closed, everyone closed the files they were reading and turned to Chris who stood triumphant in front of the door. You noticed he had set a large duffle bag on the ground. You were the only one that was visibly confused and Chris took notice. He gave you a brief nod then turned to the rest of the S.T.A.R.S. team.

“It’s cluster meeting day,” Chris smiled, “Once a year, all leadership in the department are whisked away to an all day meeting. Usually, Wesker has us catch up with case files, but we use it for more extracurricular activities.”

Jill turned to you, as her desk was across from yours, “We call it team building.”

“But aren’t we supposed to be working?” You questioned.

“We work every other day of the year, this is our one day to strictly not do work and have fun,” Chris smiled and winked at you, “You’ll enjoy it.”

You nodded, “Okay, um, what kind of activities do you do?”

“All sorts of things,” Barry interjected, “Last year we sumo wrestled in the bomb squad gear.”

You chuckled at the thought of seeing that.

“Did we do taser darts last year or the year before?” Jill asked.

You mouthed ‘taser darts’ to yourself both curious about what that meant and not wanting to know at the same time.

“Year before,” Brad answered at his console behind you.

What were you about to get yourself into?

“We leave coming up with the games to Chris,” Jill smiled, “So what’s in the bag Redfield?”

“Well, Valentine you’ll just have to wait and find out.”

Jill leaned back into her chair and watched Chris intently. Chris only smiled and checked his watch before the office door opened up behind him. Rebecca Chambers from Bravo squad walked in with a shy smile on her face.

Chris turned, “Right on time, Becca.”

Everyone gave Rebecca a ‘hello’ as she stood next to Chris.

“This year won’t be a physical challenge like before. Rebecca wanted to help, so I put her in charge of our very first scavenger hunt.”

“You don’t know what’s in the bags do you?” Jill smirked.

“Not a damn clue,” Chris returned the smirk and moved to his desk, “Take it away Becca.”

You had only interacted with Rebecca a few times. Since she was on Bravo team, you two just naturally worked opposite shifts. But in the times you have talked with her, she’s always been so lovely and kind. She stood where Chris was and unzipped the bags on the ground. Inside the large bag were three smaller ones.

“There will be three teams consisting of two people each. Each team will get one bag. You all have different clues and items you’ll need to receive and put in your respective bags. There will be four items for each team. Whoever gets back to this office with all their items first, wins,” Becca smiled then she pulled out a small box from the bag, “To make it fair, the teams will be picked at random.”

Rebecca walked up to you and held the box out. You stuck your hand in the precut hole and felt ping pong balls. They all felt relatively the same as your hand grasped one and pulled.

“Hey, looks like I’m number one,” you joked and showed the ball with a one written on it in permanent marker to the rest of the team.

Jill went next and she got….number one! There wasn't any other person you wanted on your team other than...

“We are going to destroy them,” Jill smirked, taking you out of your thoughts.

You gave her a nod and smiled. Then you and Jill watched Barry pull number three. Then Brad pulled two. Which left Chris and Joseph. Chris had his hand in the box. His tongue stuck out the side of the mouth and he felt around between the last two ping pong balls. It was comical to say the least and as he pulled his number which had a large two on it.

“Good luck Rookie, Brad and I are guaranteed to win,” Chris smirked.

“That’s a lot of talk Chris,” Barry said, “Joseph and I are going to kick your ass.”

“I’d like to see you both try, I’m not losing,” Jill cut in.

Rebecca placed the box back in the big duffle bag and picked up the individual bags. She gave you, Chris, and Barry a respective bag.

“Okay, you have five minutes to get ready, then the games begin!” Rebecca jumped in place a little, excited to see her hard work and planning actually coming together.

Jill stood from her desk and walked around to yours.

“I know this station pretty well, we’ve got this,” Jill mused, “Let’s look at that first clue.”

You unzipped the bag and pulled out a small replica mannequin. Confusion was evident on your face and Jill smiled. Carefully she took the item from your hands and inspected it.

Jill leaned in to whisper in your ear, “I know exactly where to go, make sure you can keep up.”

You nodded quickly, “Can do.”

“Okay,” Rebecca called out, “Your time starts now!”

Quickly Chris dashed towards the door and Jill followed. They both fought to get out the door first. You couldn’t help but laugh at them as you followed through the door. Jill was almost at the end of the hallway when you made it through.

“Come on! We have no time to waste,” Jill yelled as she headed to the first location, where you didn’t really know, you just jogged behind her.

After ten minutes of jogging through the station, trying to dodge the other police officers and employees, you made it to a storage room you’d never been to before. You took a second to catch your breath, tired of having to go down stairs then up stairs and around to get to this one storage room. The design of this building was horrible and made absolutely no sense, but Jill ran through it with no problem.

The most surprising aspect of this challenge was how unphased the other officers were. Some of them even cheered you two on. It was something you’d never experienced at your previous job before and you couldn’t help the smile on your face.

Jill found a small slip of paper and another trinket. As she read the clue, the radio at her hip went off. It was another officer, someone you didn’t recognize calling in.

“Valentine, come in. I got a hit on Redfield.”

Jill smirked, “Where is he?”

“He’s in the library right now. Looks like he’s alone.”

“Thanks for the tip, I owe you one.”

You heard a laugh from the radio and a ten four.

“Okay,” Jill started as she threw the second trinket in the bag, “Splitting up is probably a good idea. Why don’t you distract Chris while I continue? I’ll radio you on channel 1 when I need help. What do you think?”

You listened to her suggestions and she was right. She knew the department way better than you did and being a distraction wasn’t that bad of an idea. There were no rules against it, and you were S.T.A.R.S. after all, you had to be able to adapt on the fly.

“Good idea, Jill,” you smiled, “I’ll make sure to take Chris out.”

“On a date or with a sniper?” Jill hid the smirk with a dip of her head to study the clue.

The storage room warmed considerably, or maybe that was just you, “Uh-”

“The next clue is in the records room!” Jill shouted and started a slight jog.

You followed her movements out of the storage room.

“Library is that way. Make sure you keep him busy!” Jill yelled as she ran ahead of you.

This was not how you expected your day to go. Here you were sprinting towards the library, trying to figure out how you could possibly keep Chris busy as Jill traverses through the RPD by herself figuring out the clues alone. Jill was more than a capable partner, and you trusted her to find the rest of the items. You just had to make sure that you kept up your end.

The door to the second door of the library busted open at your momentum. Below you could only see Chris. It looked like he was going through various books, probably had to do something with his clue. You didn’t see Brad at all. Chris might have sent Brad to do the same thing Jill did to you.

Chris didn’t see you or hear you above him, he was too engrossed in his search which helped to your advantage. You kept your eye on him, making sure to keep yourself low. You had no idea exactly what you were going to do now. Your first thought was get here now your mind went blank.

Below, Chris made an ah-ha sound as he pulled out a book. You strained to see what he found. It looked like the book was fake, from your point you could see that a large hole was cut out of the pages and there laid something inside but you couldn’t see it. Chris stuffed whatever it was inside the black bag in his hands and started reading the next clue. You saw him walk in a circle around the two large tables then he made a headway towards the stairs that were to your left.

Shit.

Your nerves started to buzz as you saw him ascend the stairs towards you. Your body reacted before your mind does as you stood and ran towards him. Chris looked up from the clue for a second before your body collided with his. Your shoulder dug into his stomach, your arms wrapped around his torso, making his feet come up from underneath him as you both flew down the stairs. Chris instinctively held you close against him and rolled his body so that every hit down the stairs he took instead of you. The momentum threw you both against the wall at the landing between upstairs and down. Neither of you could stop, sending you down the last bit of stairs. You landed on top of Chris at the base of the stairs on the first floor.

Chris groaned with you on top of him digging into his ribs.

It took you a second to realize you were at the bottom of the stairs laying right on top of Chris. You scrambled to get up. He was still in a shock that you fucking tackled him down the stairs, which you used to your advantage. You quickly straddled his waist pinning his hips to the ground. Your hands grasped his wrist and kept them to the floor.

Chris blinked trying to get his bearings.

“I can’t believe you tackled me,” Chris laughed and you felt the rumble of his chest beneath you.

“I want to win,” you breathed, “By any means necessary.”

“Including bodily harm?”

Your heart rammed against your ribs, be it the adrenaline or his comment. You didn’t think you just acted and didn’t consider the consequences of your actions. The grip on his wrist loosened, your mouth opened about to apologize. Before you could even say anything, Chris took advantage of the moment.

Quickly, Chris grabbed your wrist. He planted his feet. His thighs stretched as his hips bucked up. The force threw you right over his head. You landed with a thud on your back. All the air in your lungs left with the hit.

Chris clambered to grab his scavenger bag that laid a few feet away. You were stuck trying to get air back into your lungs to realize what Chris was doing. He was a S.T.A.R.S. member for a reason.

But that wasn’t going to make you back down from winning your first cluster meeting activities. You moved, though slower than Chris. He bolted out of the closest door to him which led to the Reception and the Main Hall if you weren't mistaken. You sprinted, following him intently.

“Jill, I stopped Chris for a bit. I’m pursuing him through the main hall now,” You radioed.

“I’m on the last clue, stall him for a little longer,” Jill heaved, she sounded as breathless as you.

“Gotcha,” you stowed the radio back into your hip pouch.

Chris took the stairs two at a time, his laugh echoing in the large hall. You were right on his heels. Some officers cheered and laughed at you two, but you didn’t have much time to pay any attention to them.

“I never knew I liked being chased, until right now,” Chris shot over his shoulder with a stupid smirk on his face.

You brows knitted together in anger, deciding not to indulge in his talking. You just had to stall, a little longer like Jill said. The victory was just in your reach.

It didn’t seem like Chris had any destination in mind he just ran through door after door with you right behind him. But Chris took a corner too quickly for you. You weren’t able to stop your motion, your feet skidded and you felt yourself about to fall.

On instinct your eyes squeezed shut, your hands came out in front of you to try and catch your fall. But the fall never came. You opened your eyes to see the floor, but you were still standing. You looked at the arm around your waist. Then you twisted to see who caught you.

“Are you falling for me, rookie?” Chris blatantly flirted.

Your face heated. You regained your footing, with his help. His hand still hovered on your waist. You both stared into each other’s eyes, though there was something different in this look than the one in the library. Chris’ eyes darted to your lips for a quick second, the scavenger hunt all but forgotten as you mirrored his actions.

Then you both leaned, the distance between you two closing till your lips pressed together lightly. Chris’s lips were softer than you expected. You couldn’t help the smile that pressed against him. Your hand came up to rest on his cheek holding him gently in place not wanting to part just yet. Until you heard the muffled voice at your hip.

Slowly, you two pulled away your eyes half lidded as you focused on his lips.

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming,” Chris breathed, his hands still resting on your hips.

The edges of his lips tugged into a smile. You heard your name again, glancing at the radio.

“Sorry,” you muttered, pulling the radio out.

“I got it! Head to S.T.A.R.S NOW!” Jill screamed.

You glanced at Chris, a devilish smile on your face as you pushed him away, then bolted down the hallway. You heard a faint hey as you ran. The biggest smile on your face. Not only from the kiss, but from the prospect of winning.

Within a few minutes you made it to the S.T.A.R.S. office a light pep in your steps until you heard a loud scream from behind the door. Your fighting instinct kicked in and you pushed through the door. Jill stood staring at Barry and Joseph in the office. Joseph took his feet off the desk with a meek smile on his face. Barry had the largest smile you’d ever seen.

“How?!” Jill exclaimed.

“We knew you and Chris would go after each other,” Joseph stated simply like it just made sense.

“We even took our time,” Barry laughed.

Chris and Brad came in a few seconds later with their bag full. Rebecca took the bags from everyone and put it back in the large duffle that sat next to the door.

“What did you think?” Rebecca asked.

“It was fun, Becca. We’d all be happy to have you help out again,” Chris turned slightly to make eye contact with you, “I don’t think I’ll ever forget this year.”

Rebecca smiled and clapped happily at the statement, not fully realizing the intentions behind the last statement. The scavenger hunt felt like it went by extremely quick but it took up a good portion of the afternoon. Everyone went back to their respective desks to finish up the menial amount of work they started on earlier this morning.

You could barely focus with Chris’ adjacent to yours. He smiled as he looked back and forth from glancing at you to the case file on his desk. Soon, the Bravo team would be here for a shift change.

You started to gather your things to head out. Jill looked sullen at coming in second. You stood and placed a hand on her shoulder. She squeezed your fingers.

“There’s always next year,” you tried to sooth.

Jill nodded, “At least we weren’t last.”

You held the laugh back with a cough and you saw the little mischievous look in her eyes. Chris stood from his desk and moved towards the armory doing final checks before heading out.

Jill looked at you and tilted her head towards Chris behind her shoulder, “So, date or sniper?”

Your face flushed, “I’m about to take you out with a sniper.”

She just smiled and shook her head, “I’ll watch my back. See you later.”

With that she left, you still stood by her desk, your eyes focusing on Chris at the far end of the office. He turned, and saw you staring. A dumb smile crossed his face, and yours. He walked straight towards you.

“So,” Chris started.

“So,” you repeated.

“Did you enjoy today?”

“Yeah I did, are cluster meetings like this every year?”

Chris took a second to think, “If you’re talking about our kiss, no. But the fun? Yes.”

You punched him in the shoulder, unable to say anything. Chris just laughed and rubbed the spot on his arm.

“You’re an idiot,” you laughed.

Chris shrugged, “Am I still an idiot if I ask you out for a drink?”

You pouted as you pondered his words. You grabbed your jacket off the corner of your desk.

“No,” you beamed, “That’s probably the smartest thing you’ve done.”

“Ladies first,” Chris extended his hand towards the door.

You shook your head and exited the S.T.A.R.S. office with probably the biggest smile on your face.

#code-verxnica #chris redfield #chris redfield x reader #slywrites requests #slywrites celebration #i am writing bsaa chris just so u know with this same prompt bc i am in a chris mood #thank you so much ness!!!!!!!! #i'll probably post this on ao3 as well #just not rn #i don't have a title for this #so if u want to title it ness let me know

[lolabean1998]

This Better Work Part 7

Sweet Pea X OC

Summery; Hey guys, not sure how well this is going to go but I originally put it on Wattpad so its way long, but hopefully its not horrendous. Let me know what you think! So, it follows the story line kind of, it’s not exact but I have tried and it follows my OC Ali as she navigates through the hell that is Riverdale. Whilst struggling with financial, social and romantic difficulties, she has the added pressure of keeping up with school work and bonus of being thrown into the frightening world of the criminal underground.

Side Note; None of the gifs or pictures I use are mine, I’m not talented or smart enough to even begin an attempt at making my own. Thank you to those who have such abilities and if you don’t want me using them then please let me know so I can remove them for you. 

Word Count; 

"Hey Ali! Ali Cat! Why the hell are you siding with the Southside scumbags?" Reggie bellowed down the corridor at Ali as she threw her unneeded Chemistry and Geography books in her locker. 

"Really Reggie?" She questioned sternly, slamming her locker and spinning to face the jumped-up Bulldog. Being met by the whole squad, her arms folded as her eyebrows raised in amusement. 

"Are you serious? You got the whole damn squad out just to confront me about a HOODIE? A FUCKING HOODIE REGINALD? I'm not taking anyone’s side. I'm just trying to keep the peace. Something you clearly aren't capable of!" Ali bellowed. How dare he challenge me! 

"You need to get your affairs in order and get your head out of your arse, IT'S NOT A HAT!" Ali warned before slamming past him cutting through the see of Jocks. 

"I'm not the one wearing their clothes. That hoodie warm is it? Looks more like a snake skin if you ask me." He spat stopping Ali dead in her tracks. Her bag dropping to the ground as the last string of her temper snapped. She spun quickly on her heels storming back down the corridor towards Reggie. Her hand reached out grabbing his throat. Slamming him against the lockers. 

"Yes. Its very warm. But so is the River Vixens t-shirt underneath." Ali growled through gritted teeth. Her faces inches from his. 

"I live on the border so I'm neither one nor the other. I'm Both! Remember that before you open your mouth next time." Ali snarled. Her fingers curling round Reggies throat increasing the fear and disgust in his eyes. 

However, this didn't last long. A pair of strong arms wrapped around Ali's waist heaving her up and pulling her away from Reggie. 

"Settle down Ali Cat you nearly got yourself expelled." Jughead cautioned as he placed her on one of the sofas in the common room. All eyes on her. Betty and Toni arrived seconds later carrying Ali's bag. 

"Damn girl that was bad ass!" Toni exclaimed with an impressed smirk as she slumped besides Ali on the sofa. Ignoring the warning glare Jughead shot her.

“Don’t encourage her.” Jughead groaned.

"I leave you alone for one minute and THIS is what you do?" Ali smirked handing Sweet Pea a beer before kneeling beside him to look at the boiler he had just stripped. He looked over at her with a boyish grin plastered across his face, before taking a large swig of his drink. Turning back to the boiler pieces scattered in front of them.

"I had to see what was broken. I know where it all goes. I'm not an idiot!" Sweet Pea replied nonchalantly, a cocky twinkle in his eyes. 

"Besides who are you to judge me? I'm not the one that nearly got myself kicked out for standing up for a bunch of actual gang members." He smirked shoving Ali's arm lightly. He loved spending the weekends helping her around the garage and fixing up her old run-down house. She made him laugh and he swore whenever he was around her, he felt as if his luck would change forever. But that was him. He knew there was no way she would feel the same way. They were friends. End of.

"You too good to say gangsters now?" Ali teased, her usually bright smile was brighter than ever and this time, it was real. 

"You know you've taken this apart only to find the whole damn thing needs replacing. Right?" She asked after a moments glance over the corroded parts.

"Yeah I know." Sweet Pea sighed. Knowing full well that this meant Ali and her family going without heating. 

"I'll think of something Ali Cat. Hey if worse comes to worst my caravan is always warm and I have room for three more." He smiled sympathetically. His words making Ali chuckle for a moment before she fell silent. Her eyes trained on the parts in front of her as if they would run away if she blinked. 

"Hey, Princess. It's going to be ok." Sweet Pea soothed, turning Ali's face to look directly at him. 

Her eyes welled with tears. For the first time ever, her guard was down. Her walls had fallen. There was no longer the endless reals of hope and joy that once resided in her eyes. Her bright, contagious smile had faded and all that was left was the fear and misery she had always hidden so well. Sweet Pea's heart broke at the sight of her feeling so vulnerable. Before he knew it he had wrapped her up in an enormous, warm bear hug. His chin resting on top of her head. His hand wrapped in her hair whilst the other pulled her deeper into the hug. He could feel the tears soaking through his t-shirt and onto his skin. They sat there for a moment. But when Ali pulled away her bright shining smile was back, her eyes filled with false happiness as she looked up at him.

"With all do respect Sweet Pea. You barely fit in that caravan. How would we ever fit around your giant ass." She replied, the thick sassy sarcasm flooding her voice like nothing had happened. Ali felt a rogue tear fall down her rosy cheek. Swiping it away with her finger tips, staring at it a moment before flicking it away. 

"Ugh gross I'm leaking. Think its time for my M.O.T." She complained. 

"Want a cup of tea?" She offered making her way to the kitchen before Sweet Pea had a chance to reply. 

Good job Ali. Cry in front of everyone like a fucking wimp. Good one dick head. Ali scolded herself, pottering around the kitchen for Tea and mugs.

"You know you don't have to be like that Ali. It's ok to cry." Sweet Pea soothed from the doorway.

"Why because I'm a girl? Because that's what girls do? I have nothing to be sad about. I have a roof over my head, amazing friends, a loving family and I'm a jack of all trades." Ali snapped. Who was he to say she was allowed to cry? 

"My tears are pointless and selfish. There are people in the world with far less than me so why should I allow myself to cry?" She continued, her words taking Sweet Pea back a step. 

"Ali I was just trying to help. No one, male or female should have to be an emotionless robot. Its ok to feel." He reasoned, trying to defuse the situation.

"So, NOW I’m an emotionless robot. Oh gee thanks Sweet Pea. I feel much better now!" Ali thundered, her eyes flooding with red mist as she glared aggressively at Sweet Pea. 

"You should go." She growled.

"I was just trying to help! You were sad so I tried to comfort you! How am I the bad guy?" Sweet Pea retaliated. Arms flailing angrily as he spoke. But Ali was a stone-cold bitch, it would take more than that to persuade her.

"I DIDN'T FUCKING ASK FOR YOUR HELP THOUGH DID I SWEET PEA?! I TOLD YOU BEFORE I DIDN’T NEED A KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR THEN AND I SURE AS HELL DON’T NEED ONE NOW SO GET THE FUCK OUT! DON’T STAY WHERE YOU CLEARLY AREN’T WANTED!" Ali roared, her vocal cords screaming at her in pain with every syllable.

"Wow." Sweet Pea stepped back, his word quiet and upset. His heart crumbling to the floor at her last words. 

"You're right. I don’t know why I bothered helping such a pompous, stuck up Northsider anyway." He snapped before spinning sharply on his heels and strutting out the house. Slamming the front door in frustration as he went.

"I mean, what a wanker! Can you believe the balls on that over-sized shoe lace?!" Ali ranted. She had been ranting to Cheryl for the last hour whilst they all made cookies for the local homeless shelter. 

"I told you Ali. Serpents are the scourge of Riverdale." Cheryl stated putting the last batch of cookies in the oven.

"Oh yeah? That including Topaz?" Ali smirked raising an inquisitive eyebrow. She had seen the two girls eyeing each other up all week at school. 

"Pffft please. She's Queen of the hobos". Cheryl snorted turning her face away from Ali so she wouldn't see how badly she was lying.

"Really? That's not what your eyes have been saying." Ali teased knowing full well what was going on in her best friends head. "You've been giving her your come to bed eyes all week." 

Ali's phone went off before she had a chance to reply. The song Sharp-dressed Man playing loudly from her jet black, well armoured Iphone. 

"What the fuck does Hiram Lodge want?" Ali mumbled wiping her hands before picking up her phone. 

"Hello Mr. Lodge, how can I help?" She answered politely.

"Ah Ali. I was wondering if you could do me a small favour? Unfortunately, I cant ask anyone else to do it as I cant have anyone catching word of this. Is that understood?" He asked carefully. He was up to something and since Ali needed the money, he knew she'd do it no questions asked.

"Of-course Mr. Lodge. I'll come round later to discuss this in further detail. Shall we say 6pm at the Pembroke?" Ali replied. It wasn’t the first time she'd done something under the radar like this for the Lodges. She knew the drill. 

"Perfect. I'll see you then. Oh and Ali, it is my understanding that you are in need of a new boiler. Is that correct?" He quickly stopped her before she hung up.

"Um. Yes Mr. Lodge, may I ask why?" Ali questioned curiously. "I'm sending a boiler round tomorrow. Someone will be there to fit it in at 11 o’clock sharp." He answered happily before hanging up.

"What was that all about?" Cheryl pondered, watching Ali jot something down on her phone.

"Hiram Lodge has a job for me and he's paying me with a boiler." Ali puzzled staring at her phone.

"That's not weird at all." Cheryl commented just as her phone began buzzing like crazy. 

"Oh my god what is with people today." She muttered grabbing her phone. "Yes, dear cousin." 

"Cheryl hi, I was wondering if you and Ali fancied going dancing at the White Wyrm tonight? I don’t want to go on my own." Betty responded sheepishly.

"Ali, want to go out dancing at the Wyrm tonight? Betty has something going on there." Cheryl muttered to Ali, her phone pressed to her chest muffling their voices. 

"Yeah I'm down providing we're drinking. I should be finished by about 7 so I'll come back here, and we can all get ready and eat at mine." Ali agreed, she needed a release.

"Be at Ali's for 7 we can get ready here. Toodles." Cheryl instructed before hanging up. 

"Ready to get the last batch of cookies out and hit the road?" She asked, skipping over to the oven when Ali nodded, her eyebrows still knitted in concern. 

"I'll grab the containers for them." Ali muttered disappearing to the storage room by the bathroom.

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[deities-fanfiction]

CHAPTER ONE???MAYBEI DUNNO

The 1-A class all sat together in the waiting room set aside for them. All twenty one of them were thinking about the possible challenges ahead. They didn’t know all that much about what they were going to be doing at this years UA sports festival , but from what they do know it was going to be hard.

 Everyone but 1-A’s resident bubble girl. [that joke was unintentional I swear] said girl had decided to not worry about it. Either way they’d all be participating and it couldn’t be all that dangerous. Besides if she worried too much beforehand she wouldn’t be able to focus. This was one fight she actually wanted to win. If she was gonna get into a good enough agency to complete her goal then now was one of her only opportunities to get noticed.

 The plan was to roll with everything and depending on what they would be doing. ‘I hate thinking hard…’ Jenny thought to herself as she played with her short auburn hair with one hand while the other one was balled up holding her cheek up as she stared at the wall from her seat.

 A tap on Jenny’s shoulder brought her back to reality. She turned her head to see Tsuyu. “Jenny are you alright?” she asked. Tsuyu had been jenny’s friend ever since they met in class on the first day. Jenny gave a small smile “im fine, Tsu” she reassured Tsuyu.

 “you seem pretty bored. Not nervous?kero kero” Tsuyu tilted her head. The class was mostly talking among-st each-other as a group which jenny hadn’t noticed until now.

 Jenny’s green eyes scanned the room before she answered. “well we don’t even know what we’re doing yet.” she shrugged. Tsuyu let it go and turned back to the conversation. This time Jenny joined her.

 It wasn’t all that interesting besides Kaminari being overly confident and Ochako stepping out to call her parents. That was until…

 “Todoroki? What is it?” Midorya asked as Todoroki stood before him. This peaked jenny’s interest. She had been keeping tabs on Shoto from the first day onward. She found him intimidating but interesting.

 Todoroki had this look on his face. Similar to his usual neutral expression but with added fire behind his eyes. Then he spoke “looking at things objectively I think I’m stronger than you.” he stated.

Midorya was taken aback by his classmates statement but agreed.

 “but…” Shoto began “ all might seems to be watching you. Even so…I’m going to beat you.” he said.

 Jenny felt a chill go up her spine. What’s with this dramatic declaration of war? She watched as Izuku’s eyes widened at what Shoto had said. Until he himself spoke up…

“Todoroki , I don’t know what you’re thinking when you say you’ll beat me.” he looked at shoto as his back was turned. Todoroki turned to look back at Midorya. “but of course your better than me…” the green haired boy admitted.

 Jenny was half tempted to pull out a bag of popcorn. Sure they were no normal class and had been in dramatic real situations but starting personal drama now? Seriously.

 Everyone in the room stared at Midorya as he went on. “I think your more capable than most people.” he said. His raised fists fell to his sides as he stared at the floor “I cant afford to fall behind…” he stated before he looked up at Todoroki and said “I’m going for ti with everything I have.”

 Shoto’s response was a nod.

 That’s when jenny stopped paying attention again. “that’s gonna end in disaster…” she mumbled under her breath before giggling.

 “oi feisty of you’re gonna talk then speak up!” Bakougo scolded jenny from across the room. All eyes turned to her. The girls face went red before she glared at the ash blonde boy. Katsuki had given her that annoying nickname on the first day. He had acted up and ran at Izuku. Sure Mr.Aizawa stopped him but jenny wasn’t gonna let that be his only punishment. So she stood up tall and shouted over at Bakougo ; “so your full of yourself and have no control of yourself? Great we’ve got a knock off Inuyasha on our hands!”.

 Now that pissed him off. Throughout the day she repeatedly told Bakougo to cut his crap. So he just called her feisty. She didn’t much mind the nickname but it was the way he said it. Like he didn’t remember her name and lets be honest…he probably didn’t.

 She stuck her tongue out at Katsuki and he remarked on her being childish. “we are children you dumba-””language , Jenny!” Iida cut her off before she could cuss Bakougo out.

 “but Bakougo swears all the time! You don’t say anything to him!” Jenny whined as she stood up and pointed at Kastuki.

 Iida did his…hand thing and responded with “well he doesn’t listen to me…but you do.” he pointed out. Jenny sat back down. “unfair…” she grumbled. Tsuyu patted her friends shoulder.

 Before the knew it the class was stepping out onto the field. Jenny watched as other UA first years filed in. She saw her friends in 1B of course. She waved to them. But the one she was happiest to see was her best friend Hitoshi Shinso from class 1C.

 She noticed at the front of the group. She immediately smiled and waved before she walked over. The rest of his class wasn’t all that happy about this. Jenny didn’t worry about it. “hi Toshi.” she said before she booped his nose. Shinso smiled and patted her head. “hey jen. Been a while.”.

 Eventually she pulled him over to stand with Tsuyu and herself. They watched as midnight explained what was happening.

 “so you okay? You didn’t really talk about USJ with me after it happened.” shinso whispered to Jenny. She scrunched her brows “yeah I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” she responded. The indigo haired boy took a moment to respond. “it’s just that you were with shy kid and that bird guy.” he said. Jenny rolled her eyes “they have names! Kota and Tokoyami.”she corrected.

 Shinso shrugged “sure. You seemed pretty freaked on the way home. Were you with them or on your own?” he asked. “I was with them. I slicked the ground with ice bubbles so the villains tripped and dark shadow could finish them.” jenny whispered back.  

 “You two! Stop talking I’m trying to explain what you’ll be doing!” midnight scolded. “yes ma’am!”

Eventually everyone was off to the beginning of the track. It seemed too easy. All jenny had to do was keep up. She didn’t have her gear so no chewing gum. Her quirk is useless here. Just keep up and everything will be perfectly fine…

 Until she saw the robots.

 “holy crap!” she blurted. ‘those are the robots from the entrance exam! Like the one that almost crushed me.’ the girl thought to herself. She had kept running at them hoping to slide by fast enough.

  Just then the bot began to freeze up. It was Todoroki! Of course he did that , on top of that he froze the ground. ‘jerk!’ jenny thought to herself as she watched him. ‘but not a bad idea…’ around that moment she noticed Bakougo and Sero jumping over the robot.

 She kept running on top of the , occasionally stumbling before going onward. The creaking of the robots sent fear through her.

 She looked up as she heard Shoto say he froze them off balance. “son of a-AH!” her own shriek cut her off as they crashed right behind her , the force pushing her forward. She fell and slid across the ice before getting up and seeing everyone very much stuck behind the bots.

 She began to catch up with Shoto and the other ones in front , slowly becoming one. Todoroki noticed other catching up and created an ice path behind him. He even muttered “apologies.”.

 Once she got to the rope section she got uraraka to tap her so she could hold the rope and get across without falling. Fairly simple. She did stop to watch hatsume’s odd invention though.

 Then they got to the stretch between the next obstacle and the ropes. Shoto froze the ground again. Making everyone slow down.

 Jenny had already been running on ice so just kept going until her and everyone else was at the mine field , watching Katsuki and Shoto race each other. She had a plan. ‘I know its not supposed to be allowed but if Mina gets her special boots I’ll use this!’ jenny thought as she pulled out some mint gum from her pocket and put in in her mouth. She began walking through the field as she chewed. She watched her step. Eventually she had chewed the gum enough to make it effective.

 She began blowing small bubbles and picked up her speed. ‘thanks for the idea , shoto. Its not thick like yours but it’ll do.’ jenny thought as she threw bubbles onto the places she was bout to step on. Every step she took left a small patch of ice just think enough to not set off the mines. As everyone was slowing down as to not set the mines off , jenny was getting to the front right behind todoroki and bakougo.

 Shoto looked back and his eyes widened. ‘what’s she doing? How is she…’ he looked at the ice beneath her. “creating ice?” he wondered aloud.

 As he stared he caught jenny staring back. “HEY SHOTO! TAKE A PICTURE IT’LL LAST LONGER? WHAT YOUR MOM NOT TELL YOU STARING IS RUDE?” she shouted loud enough to get bakougo’s attention as he flew threw the air due to his explosions.

 Suddenly there was a massive blast that stopped everyone in their tracks. Jenny looked up to see…”midorya?” she gasped. He was flying on a large sheet of metal , probably from the robot.

 As he flew by in almost slow motion she noticed a strap that was off the edge of the piece of metal. A sentence played in her head as she saw it. She had gone to shinso for some advice over text just before the festival.

 And this is what he said to her. “don’t be afraid to use stuff to your advantage. This is a competition. If you have to play dirty…then do it.

 Jenny felt her hands reach for the strap and grab it tight. She was pulled along into the air as Midorya was flying.

 “j-jenny?” Izuku stuttered as he saw her. “what! What are you doing! H-hold on!” he told her. Her hair was flying everywhere. “WHAT DO YOU THINK IM DOING?” she shouted back. “right sorry!!!”

 As they flew Bakougo looked back. ‘the hell are those idiots doing?’ he thought.

 “focus on me!” Todoroki said as he iced Katsuki’s eyes.

 “no! You should focus on us!” Midorya yelled. He had helped jenny up to be next to him on the metal. He had on arm around her as well at the strap while the other held the metal.

 But he was losing speed , especially from the extra weight. He couldn’t do anything risky while jenny was there…

 Jenny knew this. ‘I’m already far up enough , if I jump off now I can stay just behind and make it in the top five.’ she thought.

 “Midorya! I’m gonna jump!” she announced. Midorya’s grip tightened. “are you nuts?” he asked. “trust me!” jenny replied. “on the count of three!” she said.

 “three…”

 ‘focus ahead…’

 “Two…”

 ‘i’ll blow her out of the way!’

 “ONE!”

 Midorya let jenny go and watched as she fell from the metal. ‘I’ll use a spit bubble to cushion the fall and bunch me back up. It wont feel nice but it’ll work’ jenny thought as she pushed the mint gum to the side so she could make a basic spit bubble.

 But that didn’t happen. Bakougo did what he planned and threw an explosion her way. Jenny was blown back.

 Shinso saw her coming over while he rode brainwashed students to the finish. She was flying threw the air. “to the left! We’re catching her!” Shinso ordered. Soon enough jenny fell into him. He shook her as the brainwashed students went onward. “jenny! Hey come on!”he tried waking her up.

 Her eyes opened and she sat up in Shinso’s lap. “what the heck happened…”she asked.

 “you were blown all the way back.” Hitoshi told her. Jenny’s eyes widened. She scrambled off the brainwashed kids and her friend. “wait jenny!” Shinso called out to her but she was already off , storming past others , barely dodging the explosions.

 In the end she made it in at 20th. She could have been at least 4th…

 She stared down at her feet as she caught her breath. She felt sick. She was using her quirk too fast. She was brought out of her haze by Midorya. “Jenny are you okay?” he asked as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “Kaa-chans blast must have hurt.” he said.

“o-oh I’m fine.” she lied as she hid her hand behind her back.

 “okay good.” Izuku sighed in relief. “why…why did you do that?” he asked. “that was so dangerous.”.

 Jenny rubbed the back of her neck “well uh…” she remembered how Shinso had first reacted when she asked him for advice.

 Purple Guy : really? Your coming to me for advice?

 Princess Bubblegum : oh come on , Toshi! Help me out!!! pleeeaase!

 She took a breath “I just reacted I guess! I-I’ll be back.” she stuttered before turning to the doors into the building under the stadium. She hit her back against the wall. She winced at the ache in her body. She hadn’t noticed the pain until she slowed down.

 “jenny.” a familiar voice said in a scolding way from the doorway. She looked up to see her homeroom teacher.

 “hi Aizawa.” she stood up straight. Aizawa walked over to her. “what on earth were you thinking?” he asked.

 “i uh…wasn’t…” she said. She looked at her injured hand. It was bleeding. “I’ll be talking to Bakougo as well just…don’t do that again.” he warned. “get to recovery girl and get patched up.” he added before walking away. “y-yes sir!” Jenny yipped.

 As she walked she noticed someone rounding a corner. “hey Toshi.” she said. He stopped and looked over. “hey. I was looking for you.” he said as he took Jenny’s hand and lead her to the 1C waiting room. No one else was there.

 “what’s going on? You alright?” Jenny asked. Shinso ran a hand through his hair “when I said play dirty I uh…that’s not exactly what I meant…” he began.

 Jenny rolled her eyes “well throw salt in the wound I guess.” she shot back. Hitoshi shook his head as he told her “listen that’s not what I meant. I mean that was hella cool.” he smiled and patted jenny’s head. “just don’t do it again. You scared the hell out of me.” he chuckled.

 Jenny smiled and hugged her best friend. “I promise I wont!” she told him. Shinso hugged back , wrapping on arm around her back. “don’t make promises you cant keep alright?” he pulled away. Jenny’s cheeks puffed out “I’m not that reckless!” she whined. “okay maybe I am.” she gave up her fake angry expression and laughed.

 Shinso smiled as she went on , bouncing in place as she spoke. “danger is my middle name.” she said. Shinso could have sworn she’d said that before. “that’s a lie.” he said blankly. Jenny looked confused as she looked up at her friend. “your middle name is kitten.” he corrected.

 “i mean technically it’s Anne but-””for once can I be the funny one?” Shinso interrupted. Jenny laughed and patted her friends shoulder “ohhhh honey whoever told you that you were funny was a liar.” she said.

 Before Shinso could answer , recovery girl interrupted. “weren't you told to come see me miss Bubura?” she had opened the door and was standing there waiting. “y-yes ma’am!” jenny squeaked and followed recovery girl out.

 Hitoshi watched as Jenny left ‘goof…’ he thought as she apologized to recovery girl for taking so long. Only lightly throwing her bestie under the bus.

 @tmntthristy

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Can We Dance? (Hoseok x You ONESHOT)

A/N: My first Jung Hoseok fic! Im so sorry for being super late with this request but... HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS SONG IS UNDER MY MOST PLAYED PLAYSLIST IN SPOTIFY? hehe. this is another one of my attempt at fluff, I hope you enjoy this! 💜

MASTERLIST

I know I don't know you, But I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, girl. That's all I have to say so, baby, can we dance?

"So... still havent found your balls to talk to her I see?"

Hoseok lick his lips, tasting the bitter taste of the alcohol he just gulped down and turned his head to the source of the mocking voice he knows oh so well. Who else other than his emotionless best friend, Min Yoongi of course.

"Shut up. I have two perfectly working balls and I would gladly show it to you if you want," he glared at his friend who just chuckle.

"No thank you. Already seen it and ler me tell you, I am not impressed," he take a swig of his drink and turned his gaze on the dancefloor, where Hoseok has been looking at ever since he entered this club for the after party. "You know... you are bordering stalkerish creepy right now, staring at her for hours and at every other parties too?" Yoongi softly told him as he looks at the girl who took his friend's attention dancing happily with her friends. "You are Jung Hoseok. The talented rapper from Bangtan, and the fact that she attended most of our after parties meant she already probably knows who you are Hobi. It wouldnt hurr to just talk to her for real. Just use that balls you are so proud of and ask her out,"

"I didnt say I want to ask her out. I just want to ask her to dance with me," Hoseok mumble making Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"Isnt that the same thing in your dictionary?" Hoseok kept quiet. There's some truth in what Yoongi is saying. Yoongi knows him the best out from the rest of Bangtan, meaning he also knows that Hoseok has a very weird way of finding his next 'soulmate' as he put it. He has to feel some kind of a chemistry when he dances with her. Other man may asks a girl out to get to know her better, but Hoseok is confident he can feel if they are right for each other just by dancing with the girl or watching the girl dance.

And he has been watching Y/N dance for a countless of times.

And everytime she did, his heart beats faster and faster, it almost burst out from his chest.

And he is aching to just dance with her... and finally get to know her for real.

"Come on Hobi. Man up. What do you got to lose, right?" Yoongi patted his back and walked off to the rest of the boys, swirling his drink, hoping for once, his best friend would take his advice.

Everything Yoongi. I will loose everything if she rejects me.

Here we go again, another drink I'm caving in, And stupid words keep falling from my mouth.

Y/N has managed to catch his attention from the first moment he saw her entering the club for one of their after parties months ago. His eyes followed her throughout the night and after subtly asking around, he found out that she is some kind of a VIP, a daughter of some rich conglomorate. She is not a fan, they told him, she's only here because of her friends, which explain why he never seen her at any of his concerts or fanmeets, but always around at the clubs and parties. He admit that her beauty is what caught his eyes at first but the way she danced and looking like she is having the greatest time of her life is what hooked him in.

Finally trying to take Yoongi advice and determined to atleast get close to her tonight, Hoseok made sure he finishes a few more glasses of whatever alcohol he could get his hands on, feeling the liquid courage making his adrenaline pumping.  He looks around and see his hyungs and Namjoon are settled in a corner booth while the three maknaes are goofing around on the dance floor by themselves.

Ah, he wished he is as carefree as those three childish maknaes, and not sweating his palms off with just the thought of going up and talking to her. He straighten the crease on his shirt and swiped his hair back, after deeming himself presentable enough, he makes his way to the dancefloor where Y/N is.

As he stumble within the first few steps that he took, he soon realized that maybe he took too much liquid courage, more than his nervous self can handle and there's nothing he can do to stop himself now when he is already directly standing in front of her. He cant turn back. He would look like a fool! He can hear the squeals coming from her friends at his presence.

This is a Bangtan party and a member of Bangtan is standing in front of them, of course they would squeal, Hoseok thought. But not her.

Y/N stopped dancing and looked at him, her head cocked to the side, confused as to what he is doing just standing there in front of her in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

"Yes? Can I help you? Do you need anything?" Her soft voice sounds like and angel to him and as he smile to himself he realized something.

Shit. She's talking to me!

"Hi. Y...Y/N," was all he could managed to mumble out and Hoseok feels like slapping himself. He never even talk or make direct eye contact with the girl before and the first word he said to her is her name? Stalker much Hoseok?

He can see Y/N's eyes widen in confusion as the rest of her girl friends giggling, shoving her closer to him before they suddey dissappeared to the other side of the dance floor.  What supportive friendsn Hoseok remind himself to thank them if they ever got together one day.

"You look hot... and extremely sexy when you dance," What the fuck did I just say?

Instead of getting angry or looking appaled, or thinking that he is some creepy pervert, Y/N tried to hide her smile from the obviously intoxicated man in front of her.

"Urmm... thank you?"

"You dance really well. I wish you would grind with me someday," the words came out almost as a slur from him but his wide eyes that is looking straight at her makes Y/N know that he is indeed talking to her.

"Huh?"

"Dance! I mean dance!" Hoseok quickly correct his words. Shit, what did he drink just now? And how much did he drink? Stupid words that he never knew he could even say are tumbling non stop from his mouth. Y/N laughs, a sound that seems like music to his ears. Even more when he is in his intoxicated self. Hoseok wants nothing more than a meteor to hit right now, just so he could be taken out from this embarassing misery.

You know that I mean well, My hands were meant for somewhere else.

However, Hoseok takes her laughter as a sign to proceed and gets closer to her. He puts his arms around her waist and starts to sway their body slowly to the music, carefully looking at her, gauging for a reaction. Y/N just smile and placed her hands on his shoulder, deciding maybe she should give this drunk male a chance. He doesnt look like a pervert... more like a dork? An extremely cute dork.

"Are you sure you are capable to dance right now?" She laughs. Hoseok cant focus on anything else other than the close proximity of their faces. He studied every curve of her face, her nose, her lips, the way her eyelashes touch her cheeks when she closes her eyes... and her scent. God, its more intoxicating than the alcohol he has been consuming. Hoseok cant believe he is holding her right now. That she is actually smiling at him. Without realizing his hands starts to roam around her body, slowly carresiong her sides seductively and occasionally moving lower and lower, right againts her ass as he grinds himself on her.

"Urm..." Y/N moved her hand that is on his shoulders and grab his arms that is encircling her, all the while pushing him nack a little to stop him from continuing to grind on her.  "I dont think we are that close yet,"

Hoseok try to understand what Y/N is probably talking about, but with the mixture of alcohol in his body and the still unreal feeling of being this close to her, his mind is clouded and dizzy, not being able to digest anything that's really happening around him.

"What do you mean?"

"Urm..."

"Oh for fucks sake," Hoseok felt his hands that is encircling Y/N's waist, or more specific, carressing and roaming her entire body like some starving man gets pulled away by none other than Min Yoongi.

"Hey Yoongs! What are-"

"I'm sorry. He is not a good drunk. He  cant handle alcohol well. But you know he meant well right? He's a sweet guy when he's sober. Really," Yoongi cut him off and look straight at Y/N.

"Yes. Yes. Dont worry. He didnt do anything too bad. But I think you should bring him back now. He needs to rest," Y/N giggled before turning around and walk away to find her friends.

Yoongi dragged Hoseok across the floor to their private booth where the other members are already seated and laughing like crazy, fully witnessing what just happened.

"I was finally talking to Y/N Yoongs! As per your advice! Why did you drag me away?" He grumbled as he sat down, looking around bewildered, still not understanding why the others are laughing.

"I told you to talk to her. Oh I dont know, maybe properly ask her to dance or buy her a drink or something. Not grope and grind on her like some horny teenager who just hit puberty in a strip club!" Yoongi snarled.

"Huh?" Hoseok is throughly confused to what Yoongi is saying. Did he really do that?

"Hyung is so wasted he dont even know what he did!" Jimin was laughing like crazy, his hands slapping Taehyung's thigh who is seating besides him who is also laughing like crazy, holding his stomach.

"Why did you get so drunk for anyway?" Jin questioned as the realization hits Hoseok. He remembered that he only hold her waist... right? Did he do something more? To the point Yoongi has to come out and drag him away?

"Shit. I need another drink,"

Oh, oh, one more drink and I should go, Oh, oh, but maybe she might like me though. Oh, oh, I just can't think of what to say, Should I go, should I stay? Just can't let her slip away.

"I think you have had enough Hobi," Namjoon give a small warning, giving his friend a little pat in the back.its rare to see Hoseok gets drunk, especially during a party. And what just happened is exactly the reason why.

"Nope. Really need this one. Just one more and maybe I should just head back," he mumbled as the waitress placed a few fresh bottles and mixtures in a glass on their table.

"Are you sure hyung? She's still here," Jungkook points to the far end of the club where Y/N is sitting down in a corner table laughing with her friends. "She looks like she's having a hard time, doesnt seem angry or traumatized to me. Maybe she liked what you did just now," Jungkook winked at Hoseok while making a provocative grinding move, intending to copy what Hoseok did earlier, making Jin frowned.

"I really dont want to hear you talking about all the nasty things your hyungs do Kook. Im not ready for you to grow up," Seokjin grumbled and down his whole cup making the whole table laughs, except for Hoseok who is still eyeing Y/N's table.

"I dont know what to do. Should I go and try again? Or should I just go home and forgot this whole night ever happen? She seems to like me though. Doesnt she? What do you think? She was laughing and smiling the whole time I was talking to her right?" He rambled on, eyes drifting from one member to the other, asking for answers.

"Its really up to you Hobi. If you want to talk to her, she's right there. If you dont plan to, lets all just go. I'm hungry," Jin grumble, laying out the choices for him.

"I really want to talk to her again. To make sure she knows I'm not some drunk pervert," he lowered his gaze to his lap. "But I wont know what to say when I'm standing in front of her. I will just act stupid again,"

"That... I'm sure you will do," Yoongi agreed without hesitation. Hoseok glared at his friend who is definitely not helping his nerves right now.

"What should I do guys. Should I leave? Should I stay? Urghhh," Hoseok wailed out loudly as he continues to stare at Y/N. "I really dont want her to slipped away..." he added softly. The table turn quiet as they realized how serious Hoseok's feelings towards Y/N are. They all know he has been checking her out for month, but no one other than Yoongi knows how severe his feelings are for her. But there is nothing they can do for him, really.

"I really like her though..."

I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking, baby, I'm known to go a little too fast. Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy, But they're the only friends that I have.

After a few minutes of contemplating, Hoseok finally decides to just leave the club. He is never going to find the courage to ever face her again tonight anyway. And he definitely needs to sober up right now. No more stupid drunk mistakes.

Just like Jin had suggested, the boys asks their manager to stop at a restaurant as they are all starving. Partying was never really their scene anyway. They always prefer laughter with each other paired with bottomless good food at their comfort restaurants. Hoseok is finally sober enough now for coherent conversations and as they are busy stuffing their faces and laughing over Jin's lame jokes, Taehyung elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ouch. What the hell Tae?!"

"Look," he points towards the door and Hoseok's heart almost stop beating as he saw Y/N and few of her friends, lesser than the group she hangs out with in the club, entering.

"Oh fuck," Yoongi cursed under his breath as all seven boys looks at the door. "This is really fate Hobi,"

All seven of them duck their heads, and since they were seated at the back corner, its impossible for Y/N or her friends to see them once they sat down, which is a relieve for Hoseok still unsure about his next move.

"Shit. What should I do? Should I try again? Or should I just ignore her?" Hoseok is panicking and sweating, making the rest of the boys quietly smile and laughing at his disheveled state. He is always the mood maker, the happy one. Its weird to see him in constant panic and rambling to himself like this.

"I think you should talk to her. You are all sober now. She can finally see how much of asunshine you are this time," Namjoon suggested.

"But I dont know if I can do it sober though..."

"Of course you can hyung. Just think of it as... performing. As if you are dancing in front of millions of people!" Jimin smile at him, giving him the encouragement he needs. Jimin knows as much as he do how dancing is always able to calm him down. He smile at the younger boy and close his eyes, trying to calm himself.

"Okay. I'm going to do it. I'm going to wait until she finish eating and I'mq going to do it. I will find out once and for all if she likes me back or not," Hoseok finally state with utter determination.

"That's the Jung Hoseok we all know and love!" They shouted and whistle happily.

After about 30 minutes of the most nerve wrecking dinner he has ever had, he saw Y/N and her friends stood up and making their way out after paying and bowing to the cashier.

"Lets go guys. Lets get Hobi her girl!" Jin excitedly pump his fist as he stood up.

"Really hyung?" Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"Well, excuse me for being a supportive hyung!"

They start to bicker, throwing comments back and forth as they walked out, not realizing they are already outside of the restaurant, stsnding in the cold walkway where Y/N and her group is also there, eyes already looking at them because of the noise.

"Shut up guys!" Hoseok said through gritted teeth and motioned towards the group of girls who looks surprised in front of them. Who would have thought they would meet the whole of Bangtan in the middle of the empty walkway on this cold night.

"Hi... 1.2...We are Bangtan!" Namjoon suddenly said and Hoseok face palmed himself. He definitely feel like jumping into a black hole and dissappear when the three maknaes followed the leader, bowing at the cue, impulsively doing their official greeting.

"What the fuck are you doing Joon? Now she will think we are weird!" Hoseok hissed at his friend who is standing beside him.

"Im sorry. I panicked okay. We are all just standing here looking at one another not saying anything. I should at least greet them!" Namjoon defended himself, all the while both their eyes are on Y/N and a smile plastered on their faces.

"Yah! You could just say hello like a normal person!" Hoseok hissed back.

"Urm.. guys? We can actually hear you..." Y/N interrupted their conversation, smiling while her friends are giggling like there's no tomorrow. Hoseok shoved Namjoon away, taking a few steps foward toward her and smile.

"Urh hi,"

"Hi. Urm. You are the drunk guy," she points at him making him nodded shyly. "I dont know if I should introduced my self, I think you already know who I am but still, I'm Y/N," Y/N feels obligated to introduced herself since the boys had so nicely did their introduction to them earlier. "We dont have a group. Sorry, no fancy introductions from us. By the way, that was a nice way to introduce yourselves," she teased and waved behind Hoseok's shoulder, acknowleding the other members.

"Thank you," Hoseok nodded sheepishly before he close his eyes in embarassment to hear a chorus of "Hiii Y/N" and excited giggles behind him. He can also hear faint questions such as 'Are you going to be Hobi-hyunf's girlfriend?' which followed with a smack and a 'shut up'. He turned his head slowly to see his six brothers grinning and waving back like crazy to Y/N.

God, why are they doing this to him? Is embarassing a fellow brother in front of their crush a life mission for them?

"Please guys, shut up and behave!" He hissed between gritted teeth, hoping Y/N wont hear him but he guess she did since her laugh got louder.

"I'm sorry for theit... strange behaviour, " Hoseok bowed apologically. "They are not normal. Most of the time crazy and unwell, but I am proud to day that they are my friends. And-"

"And you love them," Y/N finishes for him with a smile. Hoseok smile softly at her, happy that she understands and being extremely okay with it. He can already see getting along well with his brothers in the future.

"Its okay. I understand. My friends are not normal either," she motioned to the group of girls behind her who is still giggling and teasing them as if they were not there. "But what can I say, they are the only friends that I got,"

"That's great then. We already have a similarity!" Hoseok tried to joke to ease the tension but the road fell quiet. His eyes flickered behind Y/N and noticed that her friends has slowly walked away, as their effort to leave them alone and he glanced over his shoulder, hoping his brothers would do the same.

But of course, being oblivious and shameless as they are, all six are still there, now sitting too comfortably on the sidewalk, with Taehyung and Jungkook obviously trying to listen it. Hoseok huffed and turned back to Y/N. It doesnt matter if his brothers gives him privacy or not, he's going to talk to Y/N properly tonight and no one is going to stop him.

"Listen... Im sorry for what happened earlier in the club. I didnt mean to do that. I was drunk," Hoseok finally managed to get the words out. He felt better seeing Y/N is still smiling and standing there, not showing any signs of running away like he expect her to. Could it be that she likes him too?

"Its okay. Its pretty obvious you were drunk. Do you feel better now?" She asks and touch his arm in a friendly manner, which only send tingles through his whole body. Hoseok cleared his throat and try to focus on the conversation.

"Yeah. I feel a lot better after eating. But what I did is not okay. I dont want you to think of me as a drunk pervert. I'm normal I swear," he raised his hand in a swearing motion. "Its just that... I start to do and say weird things when I start drinking. I am not a good drinker. And I'm really sorry," he smile at her. The same bright smile that Y/N usually see on TV or images that her friends will show her.

The smile that she dont know how or why, makes her heart beats faster in her chest.

I was nearly in, but then came the pushy friend, Killed the vibe and took my perfect ten away.

"Its okay. Really. I forgive you,"

"Thank you Y/N," Hoseok replied quietly and the walkway become silent again. After a few awkward moment of just staring at each other Y/N finally speaks up.

"Well, then... if that's all you have to say... then I better get going," she bowed and start to walk away.

"Wait!" Hoseok grab ber hand and immediately lets go when she turns and look at the arm that's holding her. "Sorry... but would you like to-"

"Y/N! Hurry up!" His words were cut of by her friends who suddenly showed up from the corner, looking cold and tired as they waited for her.

"A moment!" She shouted back. "You were saying?" She turned back to Hoseok, hoping and wishing the male would finish asking whatever it is that he wanted to ask.

"I was about to ask you-"

"Seriously Y/N. We need to go. Han Mi really need to find a restroom!" The friend who was shouting for her just a while ago came over and pulled her hand, giving her no choice but to forcefully go with them. She gives him an apologetic smile and bowed her head a little to Hoseok, leaving hin standing there speechless and dissapointed at what just happened.

"Damn, what a cockblocker!" Jungkook makes his way beside Hoseok who is still confused over how rapid things are happening tonight.

"Language Kook!" Jin snarled from the back.

"Sorry hyung," Jungkook scratched his neck sheepishly.

"But Kook's right though. What a cockblocker! Cant she sense the vibe that's happening here?" Yoongi chimed in. "Too bad Hobi. Maybe next time? At least you have successfully talked to her tonight," he patted Hoseok's shoulder, trying to comfort his sad friend.

"Yeah... maybe,"

"Okay kids. Lets go home," Jin ushered them all towards the van that is parked across the road. "Hobi? You coming?"

Hoseok turns towards his brothers who are huddled together in the cold, waiting for him. After a moment he smile.

"No hyung. All of you can go ahead,"

"Where are you going?"

"Im going to do it tonight. Im going to get my girl tonight," he hastily replied before running off into the direction Y/N was hauled into, leaving the six boys surprised but with smiles on their faces.

You know I need you, girl, My heart's not made for someone else. So save me here 'cause I can barely stand. Should I stay? Should I go? It just can lead back to her door.

"Y/N!" After about 15 minutes of non stop running he finally saw her, walking slowly... and alone. Y/N turned around, shocked to find a breathless and panting idol calling her name.

"What... what are you doing here? How did you find me?"

"Isnt it obvious? I ran here," he laughs between taking long deep breath. Y/N rolled her eyes but still smiling at him.

"Thats not what I meant. Why are you here?"

"Wait, where's your friends?" Hoseok looks around to find there is no one else in sight.

"We go separate ways from that corner. My house is that way," she motioned down the street.

"Do you usually walk home? Dont you know its dangerous to walk alone at night?" He frowned, worried for her safety. Its past midnight and the streets are empty. How is she walking alone?

"I know. But I dont usually walk. I send my driver off since I wanted to get some fresh air tonight. My house is not that far from here. Dont worry," she giggled as she finds it amusing how a stranger is worried for her.

"But really, why are you here?" She cocked her head to side as she looks at him, confused.

"Y/N..." Hoseok finally found the courage he needs after all these months of watching her and took her hand in his, rubbing small circle on her soft skin. He is going to do it. He is going to say it. "I think you already know...  but I want to make it clear to you tonight. I... I like you,"

Y/N's eyes widen at his confession. How? When? Why? How?

"But... we dont know each other. You... you dont know me. How can you like me?"

"I know this sounds weird. And I swear I'm not creepy," he laughs. "But I have been watching you since the first time you came into one of our after parties. And I was hooked," he looks straight into her eyes now, he himself surprised by his own confidence. "I saw the way you dance and from that moment I know I need to get to know you. I just know there's something about you Y/N, somethinf that attracts me to you badly. I know you probably wont believe me, and its way too early to say this when we just talk for the first time today, but I think my heart is made for you," his words came out so soft as he continues to stare into her puzzled eyes. "I'm not forcing you into anything. I understand all this sudden and surprising... but I just want to ask you to give me a chance to get to know you," Hoseok held his breath once he finishes, nervously waiting for her answer. It probably took her only a few moments but it feels like a million years to Hoseok.

"May I... Y/N? Get to know you?"

Hoseok felt her hand that he's holding suddenly gripping his back, making him look up from their entertwined hands to her smiling face, which is now nodding softly.

"Want to walk me home?"

I know I don't know you, But I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, girl. That's all I have to say so, baby, can we dance?

"This is me," Y/N stopped in front of a mansion, making Hoseok's mouth fell wide open. When people told him that she's a daughter from a wealthy family, he didnt think her family is this wealthy.

"Let me walk you inside," he motioned for her to go in as the automatic huge brass gate opens. Hoseok was amazed once more when he saw the magnificent water fountain near the front door. The lights decorating the fountain shoned lightly, making Hoseok's heart beats faster than it ever did the whole night as it illuminates Y/N's face softly.

Hoseok has been looking at her for months now, but to him, Y/N has never looked more beautiful than she is tonight, in this moment as she stands in front of the fountain smiling shyly at him who has gone quiet as he stares openly at her. Her long hair softly falling over shoulder, her long eyelashes that touches her cheeks when she closes her eyes, the way her eyes lit up when she smile, the sound of her laughter, everything about her is just ethreal.

Hoseok has no doubt that he has fallen in love hard with this girl in front of him. He dont need to get to know her to be sure of that fact. His heart already recognize her as his. And as he smile softly at her and she looks back at him, eyes wide and sparkling, both hearing the same music that's beating softly from their heart, Hoseok knows there is only one thing left for him to do.

"Y/N, may I have this dance?"

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[itsanemptytomb]

Messenger RP: Fight Talk; Then and Now

Fight Talk; Then and Now

Adam, Abe, Emily

20-23 October 2016 ______________________

Adam to Abe; protip - the coke you did isn't the coke Emily and Henry did. It's been refined to be a whole new monster. If you and Emily ever binge watch some shit don't let her egg you on. She can take moose coke that you can.

Abe to Emily: did he just fucking say that?

Emily: -puts her hands up- Don't look at me! I can't even believe we're having this conversation.

Adam: -chuckles-

Emily: Do you two talk often?

Abe: not really.

Emily: Are you just talking 'cause I'm here?

Adam: Henry's afraid well start punching each other if we're in the same place for too long.

Emily: -mutters- That's kinda what I was expecting... Or an intervention.

Abe: plus the mun can't come up with something for them to do in the room that won't end in frustration and at least a punch. And it's hard when is the same mun.

Emily: Is it bad that I'm kinda curious to see you fight?

Abe: These days he won't win as badly. I can put up at least some thing resembling a fight.

Adam: the first time we fought I actually never touched you and you still lost.

Abe: you don't have minions any more.

Emily: What about the strays?

Both: they hardly/don't count.

Adam: the are too young.

Abe: canon fodder.

Emily: Plus, weren't you human?

Abe: yeah, I was. Both times.

Emily: -looks between them both- I think he could take you for a round or two. Hey!! Do we have vampire MMA or boxing or anything?

Adam: No, no vampires in sport. Yet. Things go viral to easily these days. Once we have a 'place' then hell yeah.

Emily: We could do a fight in the ballroom. No tech allowed. Besides, I know most of the strays don't want to be found. That's why they're here.

Emily: I mean-- I'm not saying you SHOULD fight. Just that-- Just that it would be interesting.

Abe: I've been a duel...

Adam: you sure you've been keeping in shape?

Emily: -looks more excited than she really should-

Abe: It would be really hard to keep it a friendly match. It's far too easy for these things to get personal.

Emily: I'll fight you?

Abe: I don't know if that's a good idea. I don't know if I could really fight you so much as as move about a bit and let you punch me.

Emily: Are you afraid to fight me?

Abe: I don't want you to take this the wrong way.... I can't always control my strength and I... accidents happen. I'm afraid I might hurt you.

Emily: -clenches her jaw tightly- I'm stronger than I look. And quicker than you can imagine. I might get scared, but-- I'm strong. And we're nearly the same age!

Abe: I know. I know you're capable and I know I'm being absurd.

Emily: -looks to Adam almost pleadingly-

Adam: she's been on her own, and Henry taught her sone things. And so did I, for that matter. She could give you a run, Lincoln. But Emily.... you have to keep in mind /when/ he's from. He's lost fights.... several. All against lady vampires.

Emily: -sighs dramatically- Just like the boys near one of my schools. 'It's not proper to hit a lady.' Is that right? Well then, I'll just go ahead and give you a good bop on the nose! Guess how long I lasted at THAT school?

Abe: *smiles* and it's wonderful that you can do that. I... on the one issue, I cant help it. I know I need to let go of those thoughts. But on the other... as Adam how hard I hit.

Emily: -grumbles- I'm from the same time... And English!

Emily: Did you ever fight ada's sister?

Abe: Yeah I did. And I lost. Spectacularly. Part of it is because she took her skirt off half way through the fight.

Adam: bull shit! You ran at her chin first and she kicked you in the face. One of the funniest damn things I've seen in a long time was when she tossed her skirt all 'toro toro'.

Abe: she took her skirt off and you threw a chair at me.

Emily: -barely holding back giggles- Seriously?

Adam: seriously.

Abe: *slowly nods*

Emily: That's fucking epic! And I thought I was bad when I cut a slit up the side of my skirt and nearly gave some 13 year old snot a coronary when he saw my bloomers. Wait-- Why'd you throw a chair at him?

Adam: I want throwing it at him, but Vadoma. She caught it after kicking him flat in his back and then pour the choir down in top of him to sit on and pin him.

Emily: Ooookay... Why'd you throw a chair at Vadoma? And why were you all fighting in the first place?

Abe: it.... he invited me to attend a ball.

Emily: That's... Nice?

Adam: It was an integrated ball in an age when Lincoln was still an ass. The fact that whites and blacks were mingled and dancing together pissed him off enough that he drew his ax and charged in. Vampire defended and humans fled. The humans who were eaten that night were court appointed executions as he later found out. Black and White and human and vampire all together for a ball.

Abe: I told you would wouldn't like me very much back them, Emily. But, Adam... perhaps I wouldn't have been so quick to violence if you hadn't have kidnapped a friend of mine to get me there.

Emily: You wanted him to see that everyone could get along on equal footing, right? Be he-- -looks to Abraham- But you wouldn't listen. 'Cause if you were an ass about blacks and whites integrating, then I can't even imagine what you were like with the idea of humans and vampires together. -turns back to Adam- That's why you took his friend, right? To force him to come and see for himself. I'm not saying it was the BEST idea, but I kinda understand...

Abe: I was a very different man back then. I've grown since then.

Adam: thank the gods for that.

Emily: How old were you?

Abe: ooooh.... working at Speed's shop so... 20-25. Maybe 28 at the most.

Adam: if I might.... Em... Dad bragged. Lincoln is the only time I've ever heard Henry brag. Long before Jack stole the watch, everyone, well undead at least, knew who Lincoln was. I was astonished to hear that Henry was actually bragging. Not only about Lincon's skill as a hunter, but Henry had alluded to a world changer. To Lincoln's credit.....

Abe: I hate that word

Adam: he was out there campaigning for rational race relations. During his brief first run with politics he stopped slavery in his district. But there was an acceptable split hair in those days. You could hate slavery and still be a racist.

Adam: the ball was because I was desperate to meet the man Henry thought worthy of bragging about. But as a lead to Henry and maybe Lincoln really was the answer. A way out of the war before it happened. But the man in the ball room want yet ready to change the world, he was a righteous hypocrite.

Abe: I was also recovering from a bout with depression at the time of the ball.

Emily: Who started the fight?

Adam: to be honest I think we both did. The moment he set foot in Eden I knew he was a hypocrite. So I disappointment made me sarcastic. Really? That's the man who inspired Henry and Henry was in love with? Also running into the house bearing an ax with start some shit, in any age.

Adam: did you really have to drive a wagon though the ball room and my living room and hall way just because Vadoma sat on you?

Emily: SERIOUSLY?!

Abe: now wait a minute.... you threatened to force me to turn and you said you'd spoon feed me the blood of my friend!

Abe: yeah I drove a wagon through the house. Right through those big windows in the living room and ball rooms.

Emily: -spins back to face Adam- You were gonna what--?!

Adam: disappointment makes me sarcastic.

VW OOC: they had a vampire sidebar about the other thing Adam said that night. Abe isn't brining it up because Henry asked him to stop airing family laundry. Adam because he and Henry have already spoken about it and worked it out.

KC OOC: Which was?

Emily: That doesn't sound sarcastic, that sounds... That sounds super villainy.

VW OOC: Adam asked Abe to kill Henry. - in game Adam was grandstanding for the minions just to get Abe into the office where they could really talk.

Adam: I forget sometimes, that not everyone is as jaded as I am. My sense of humor reflects it.

Emily: That just seems like something you don't joke about. It's like-- It's like a rape joke. Those of us that were turned against our will, in fear and pain and-- And it's just not right to joke about.

Adam: yeah I know that now. It was mostly sarcastic, but very villainy. Stop being an idiot. Stop being a hypocrite. You have a destiny and you have Henry.

Emily: You were jealous.

Adam: yeah.

Emily: I can't believe you actually admitted that.

Adam: I'm not the jealous type. Henry's been with others; men and women, and more power to him for it. But even if Henry was bragging about Lincon, Lincoln wasn't making him happy. In fact.... no I'm not going there.

Abe: she knows that I tried to kill him at least twice.

Emily: I'm starting to get why dad REALLY doesn't want you two in the same room for long.

Abe: though the second time wasn't really trying to cut Henry's head of more than it was me goading him into killing me. Didn't work.

Adam: Mmmm mm. Then it's only fair she know. I didn't only threaten to force Lincon to turn and spoon feed him his friends blood..... we were surrounded by vampires. Eden was at its height during the ballroom fight. I just wanted to get you into a privet room and you had just killed 20 vampires. They weren't going to give us privacy any other way.... so I asked Lincon if he was willing to kill Henry.

Adam: to his credit he was a loyal hypocrite.

Adam: Dad and I have talked about this. He knows I was in a difficult position and desperate to get into contact with him at that time.

Adam: as for how hard he can punch..... it's hard. Even as a human. Standing swing, no pull back.... he punched a hole into my gut using a silver watch.

Emily: -winces and whimpers quietly- Was that at the ballroom or-- Or the train?

Adam: the punch was on the train. It's why I couldn't get off before it collapsed.

Emily: And dad... Dad dropped it on you?

Adam: A stroke of Providence by accident. It's not like he could aim it, after all. I watched from below. The train almost made it to the end of the bridge. Just 1 foot more and Lincoln and Will could have jumped to safety. But it didn't get there. The angle was to steep. The train began to slide backwards, into the gorge. And then 2 things happened right after another.....first the train stopped moving. Even after the rail and wood had gone from under it. The train stayed right where it was, even moved forward a foot.

Adam has an odd smile akin to devilish pride

Adam: Henry was picking it up. He lifted quite a few tons of steel and iron. Henry was in a hell of a spot that night and knew he could only save one of us. He picked Lincoln. I always knew Henry was stronger than anyone knew. Physically and mentally. My bother and sister, Lincoln. Even the Union. They all underestimated him and now there he was picking up a damn train.

Adam: but he couldn't hold it for long. He saved us both that night. Abe jumped to safety. But I was facing a rain of fire and stakes and red hot steel railing. I couldn't run and would have burned but Henry dropped the train and a car fell on me. A steel beam and a rock pile broke open the side just moments before it hit and I was safe. - spent the night in a makeshift oven but I should survive a bit of heat easily enough.

Emily: -eyes dart wildly between her father and Abraham- Oh. My. God. If this is my family history, reincarnation doesn't seem unlikely.

Emily: I can't believe you two can sit here together!

Abe: Time is funny like that. It's great for cooling anger. Might take a while more before we get to neutral ground. But I have to face it; that war was a moment in time. I wish to God that it had give differently, quicker and kinder. But Adam hasn't given a hint of anything like that since. I grew up. Perhaps he's still growing.

Emily: -smiles at her dad- I think we all are.

#Fight Talk; Then and Now #bloodanddye #vampireadam #Messenger #Adam #Emily Sturges #Emily #tags preserved for the comments of the OP

[punkscowardschampions]

Ali & Carly

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Carly: yea Carly: i havent done anything wrong Ali: it ain't about right or wrong Ali: it's still a mess and i'm over it Ali: that's all Carly: k Carly: but ive been a mess since we met & you cba about that before Ali: i didn't say you Ali: the situation Carly: theres no situation Carly: only sex that didnt even happen Ali: forget about it Carly: nah Carly: say what you wanna say Ali: okay, the fact he's fucking ruined this entire trip Ali: Ro had to go home Ali: and Laoise is taking the opportunity to cyberbully her about it as if she's not already fucked up enough from it Ali: and he's not even a little bit sorry that he just wasted the last 3 months of her life with his bullshit Carly: None of that's my bad Carly: be mad at him not me Ali: I am Ali: but I'm mad at you for not giving enough of a shit to not get dragged down in his crap either Carly: hes not dragging me anywhere but the bathroom Ali: bullshit Carly: nah Carly: youre making it something else Carly: its not Ali: the whole bus is slagging on you Ali: half of them wanna fight you Ali: and that's cos of this Ali: its not debateable its facts Carly: and what Carly: when dont they Ali: there was no need Carly: yea there was Ali: no worthwhile one then whatever Carly: worthwhile to me Ali: i really hope so Carly: wouldve been like Ali: i don't need to hear Carly: k Carly: be like that Ali: yeah i will Carly: why do you wanna fight w me? Ali: i don't Ali: you got your priorities i got mine Carly: but youre a priority you kno Ali: its alright Ali: let's leave this drama behind Carly: how tho Carly: youre still gonna be mad Ali: yeah but that is what it is Ali: nothing's going to change Ali: we'll both deal Carly: but Ali: idk Ali: idk what we do, if you think of something lemme know Carly: im sorry Ali: me too Carly: tell me what to do Carly: i wanna make you feel better Ali: I dunno, Carls Ali: its all already done Ali: not just you, all of us Carly: lets do something else Carly: go somewhere else Carly: whatever you want Ali: Oh, that reminds me Ali: Tommy's back, he asked if you wanna go out Carly: is it k w you if i come? Ali: yeah Carly: nah its weird Ali: no it isn't Ali: i don't wanna not see you Ali: fuck that Ali: its just this trip and him Carly: i only did it cuz he said hed hook me up when we got back Carly: i dont want him Ali: its alright Ali: you don't have to explain to me Carly: its not Carly: alright isnt how we feel you kno Ali: as far as this trip goes Ali: i'll take it, babe Carly: i shouldnt have come on it Ali: nah, don't say that Ali: apart from this shit Ali: it was good, right? Carly: but this shit happened cuz im not good Carly: my heads wrecked Ali: no Ali: it didn't Ali: yeah, you went there too but so did Laoise and it coulda been any girl Carly: she didnt fuck him for a hit tho Carly: why i gotta do that Ali: that hit of revenge Ali: worse reason, to be honest Carly: yea Carly: she is the worst we kno Ali: you're not bad Carly: im not an angel like you babe Ali: yeah you is Ali: can't fool me Carly: you cant stop being nice to me Ali: and what bitch Carly: youre meant to be mad Ali: i'm sick of it Ali: its not getting us anywhere so Carly: where you wanna get to baby Ali: better Carly: we'll start tonight Carly: out w your brother Ali: yeah Ali: fucking ray of ☀ that he is Carly: ha Carly: maybe ill find a nice girl at the club tho Carly: then youll be happy Ali: i don't wanna be that bitch about it Ali: just drew, babe, c'mon 😝 Ali: please tell me i ain't that bitch Carly: ha Carly: hes no worse than ronan tho Carly: to your sister k but not to me Ali: yeah and thinking 'bout how hard Ronan sucks made you cry the other day so Ali: 👀 Carly: dont Carly: he took your vs its so sad Carly: i wouldnt let goldie take mine nah Ali: I dunno what the fuck I was thinking Carly: youre too good Carly: you think everyone is Carly: 👼 Ali: nah Ali: I mean, he ain't the 😈 but he was bad enough for my purposes Ali: my stupid ass 🙄 Carly: nah you're too smart Carly: you knew what you were doing like Carly: been there had that fight w my ma Ali: the flashbacks not needed Ali: still got that 📢 in my ear Ali: though, probably gonna lay off a bit now Drew's showed Caleb up for the good boy he is Ali: awks Carly: its my turn Carly: thanks for turning up ma & da turn into his drama Carly: then turn away cuz nothing to see Ali: yours back home rn? Carly: nah but im sure theyll get the summons if the teachers kick off loud enough Ali: shit Ali: they gonna kill ya? Carly: theyll only be mad if their hol gets cut short but like they can go again when the teachers have had a word Carly: dont need a babysitter Ali: yeah, soz we can't come back we got free drinks here 'til next week so Carly: you kno Carly: gotta draw straws for which one shows up & who gets to keep the party going Ali: 1000 on ur dad showing up then Carly: yea Carly: plot twist my nan rocks up like it hasnt been years Carly: carly who bitch Ali: bitch same Ali: missing nan gang Ali: conspiracy, like Carly: i kno where she is but she not trying to kno us Carly: family fights like Carly: boring Ali: gurl, so much in common Ali: let tommo regale you with the fuckery Ali: other peeps drama always be more fun Ali: WELL Carly: hes such a gossipy bitch Carly: ill tell him about all this so he can have fun w Ali: beat u to the reveal honey but Ali: always more scandal I probably saved him from Carly: you been chatting about me Carly: aw Ali: yeah Ali: keep my slagging on the downlow Ali: wise up lads Carly: its k cuz youre creative Carly: its all slut, slag and whore w them Ali: truly Ali: switch it up Carly: drew did skank and he was wasted so its not hard Ali: 🤢 Ali: anything drew is capable of is basal Carly: wtf does that mean tho Carly: he calls me a bitch a lot like boy thats mine and my girl's thing k bye Ali: he talks a lotta shit for such a lil bitch boy himself Ali: yeah, back off Ali: ur not part of the gang Carly: he wants to be on you so bad that id feel bad but cant cuz yea hes a prick Ali: i can't Ali: why bitch Ali: like, i'm nice the rest of the time but like, no nicer to him than any other acquaintance Ali: and rn its clear i lowkey hate Carly: cos youre you Carly: who wouldnt want that Ali: 😽 Ali: always out here hyping me up boo Carly: yea i love you Ali: i love you too bitch Carly: serious tho Carly: im sorry Carly: i hate it when youre mad at me Ali: i swear i was never mad at you Ali: who could be mad at that lil face Ali: right teachers? 🤞 Carly: ha Carly: well they saw me making a seduction face like Carly: my bad Ali: don't act like you didn't love that too lads Carly: you kno Carly: youve seen it its good Ali: willing to write that review Carly: aww Carly: so sweet Carly: id give you top marks too baby Ali: you better 😒 Ali: don't be lying to me or yourself baby 😏 Carly: ha Carly: nah youre the best Carly: no lie Ali: 😳 Carly: so cute Ali: just trying make me have a huge head to drag my cute down Carly: nah you earned those props from me Carly: put a lot of work in Ali: no slacker 💪 Carly: facts Carly: lot of fun Ali: funsized Ali: that's my secret Carly: aw Carly: but were the same size tho Ali: exactly Ali: team pocket rocket Ali: get out giant boys Carly: your boy gotta stay cuz hes not i see you bitch Ali: 😎 Ali: you said yourself, i'm too smart Carly: 🖕 Ali: how tall is my brother Ali: forgot Ali: kick him out of his own partay how rude Carly: shit Carly: sorry boy Ali: can walk on his knees if he wanna hang Carly: or hands Carly: wtf would that make a difference nah Ali: nah babe Ali: that perfect form Ali: twat 😒😂 Carly: im too sober to have thoughts Carly: no scholarship to a fancy school for me Ali: don't be fooled, he only there 'cos he can twerk good 💅 Ali: #bitchmetoothefuck Carly: fuck why you worried about me getting expelled from here if thats what it takes to go there Carly: i got this Ali: you just gon leave me like that Ali: 😞 ok Carly: nah Carly: come w me baby Ali: running away to london Ali: heard worse plans Carly: you kno Carly: be fun Carly: we always have a good time running off together Ali: no lie Ali: maybe we can crash when he goes back early to get settled 'cos he's dramatic like that Ali: lots of fit boys, can't all be gay Carly: are they allowed to fuck Carly: or is it like footballers and shit Ali: Ooh Ali: we'll have to ask Ali: good pickup line, babe Carly: i'll ask your brother if hes getting any Ali: he'll die of embarrassment 💀 Carly: aw Carly: is he a virgin serious Ali: I think so Ali: he won't say obvs, withholding that ☕ so shady Carly: i'll ask Carly: find him a cutie to do the honors Ali: 🙈 Ali: he was feeling sorry for you but he gon' wanna square up now too Carly: yea? Carly: i need the practice if i gotta fight leesha again Ali: 😒 she better stay tf away if she knows what's good Ali: still, he used to being target practice Ali: he quick tho Carly: teach me those ballerina girl moves Carly: never went as a kid Ali: aww baby Ali: i did for the hottest of secs but Carly: bet your ma has pics im hitting her up Ali: yeah, she loves pissing herself @ me, the cow Ali: you can join now, or yoga with me, your fave 😉 Carly: nah Carly: got enough teachers on my case Carly: & bitchy girls Ali: 😱 Ali: i ain't that bad, rude Carly: never you my baby Carly: youre the only one who isnt Ali: bus full of bitches Ali: sounds like a song marlene would write Carly: pitch it to her Carly: or find her in the club Ali: maybe Ali: idk if she's got a girl rn Ali: we shall see Carly: me & her Carly: weird Carly: i'll ask her if shes feeling it Ali: oh lord Ali: can't play with her like a boy tho Ali: wifey'd up before you know it Carly: nah she scares me Carly: im a good wife tho Ali: you is Ali: but you wanna be? Carly: what? Ali: you don't wanna be no wifey Carly: not hers Ali: as long as not his either then we good Carly: ha Ali: 👀 Carly: what you saying w those beautiful eyes boo Ali: i see u and ur lack of a response is what i'm sayin Ali: honeyyyy Carly: dont Carly: i said about him before thats it Ali: i'm just playing Carly: dont Carly: he thinks it too Carly: such a prick Ali: i'm soz baby Ali: he thinks everyone loves him as much as he does Carly: yea Carly: i need to find a new dealer Ali: honey, in this town? done is done Ali: find one tonight Carly: so smart

[vampireadam]

Messenger RP: Fight Talk; Then and Now

Fight Talk; Then and Now

Adam, Abe, Emily

20-23 October 2016 ______________________

Adam to Abe; protip - the coke you did isn't the coke Emily and Henry did. It's been refined to be a whole new monster. If you and Emily ever binge watch some shit don't let her egg you on. She can take moose coke that you can.

Abe to Emily: did he just fucking say that?

Emily: -puts her hands up- Don't look at me! I can't even believe we're having this conversation.

Adam: -chuckles-

Emily: Do you two talk often?

Abe: not really.

Emily: Are you just talking 'cause I'm here?

Adam: Henry's afraid well start punching each other if we're in the same place for too long.

Emily: -mutters- That's kinda what I was expecting... Or an intervention.

Abe: plus the mun can't come up with something for them to do in the room that won't end in frustration and at least a punch. And it's hard when is the same mun.

Emily: Is it bad that I'm kinda curious to see you fight?

Abe: These days he won't win as badly. I can put up at least some thing resembling a fight.

Adam: the first time we fought I actually never touched you and you still lost.

Abe: you don't have minions any more.

Emily: What about the strays?

Both: they hardly/don't count.

Adam: the are too young.

Abe: canon fodder.

Emily: Plus, weren't you human?

Abe: yeah, I was. Both times.

Emily: -looks between them both- I think he could take you for a round or two. Hey!! Do we have vampire MMA or boxing or anything?

Adam: No, no vampires in sport. Yet. Things go viral to easily these days. Once we have a 'place' then hell yeah.

Emily: We could do a fight in the ballroom. No tech allowed. Besides, I know most of the strays don't want to be found. That's why they're here.

Emily: I mean-- I'm not saying you SHOULD fight. Just that-- Just that it would be interesting.

Abe: I've been a duel...

Adam: you sure you've been keeping in shape?

Emily: -looks more excited than she really should-

Abe: It would be really hard to keep it a friendly match. It's far too easy for these things to get personal.

Emily: I'll fight you?

Abe: I don't know if that's a good idea. I don't know if I could really fight you so much as as move about a bit and let you punch me.

Emily: Are you afraid to fight me?

Abe: I don't want you to take this the wrong way.... I can't always control my strength and I... accidents happen. I'm afraid I might hurt you.

Emily: -clenches her jaw tightly- I'm stronger than I look. And quicker than you can imagine. I might get scared, but-- I'm strong. And we're nearly the same age!

Abe: I know. I know you're capable and I know I'm being absurd.

Emily: -looks to Adam almost pleadingly-

Adam: she's been on her own, and Henry taught her sone things. And so did I, for that matter. She could give you a run, Lincoln. But Emily.... you have to keep in mind /when/ he's from. He's lost fights.... several. All against lady vampires.

Emily: -sighs dramatically- Just like the boys near one of my schools. 'It's not proper to hit a lady.' Is that right? Well then, I'll just go ahead and give you a good bop on the nose! Guess how long I lasted at THAT school?

Abe: *smiles* and it's wonderful that you can do that. I... on the one issue, I cant help it. I know I need to let go of those thoughts. But on the other... as Adam how hard I hit.

Emily: -grumbles- I'm from the same time... And English!

Emily: Did you ever fight ada's sister?

Abe: Yeah I did. And I lost. Spectacularly. Part of it is because she took her skirt off half way through the fight.

Adam: bull shit! You ran at her chin first and she kicked you in the face. One of the funniest damn things I've seen in a long time was when she tossed her skirt all 'toro toro'.

Abe: she took her skirt off and you threw a chair at me.

Emily: -barely holding back giggles- Seriously?

Adam: seriously.

Abe: *slowly nods*

Emily: That's fucking epic! And I thought I was bad when I cut a slit up the side of my skirt and nearly gave some 13 year old snot a coronary when he saw my bloomers. Wait-- Why'd you throw a chair at him?

Adam: I want throwing it at him, but Vadoma. She caught it after kicking him flat in his back and then pour the choir down in top of him to sit on and pin him.

Emily: Ooookay... Why'd you throw a chair at Vadoma? And why were you all fighting in the first place?

Abe: it.... he invited me to attend a ball.

Emily: That's... Nice?

Adam: It was an integrated ball in an age when Lincoln was still an ass. The fact that whites and blacks were mingled and dancing together pissed him off enough that he drew his ax and charged in. Vampire defended and humans fled. The humans who were eaten that night were court appointed executions as he later found out. Black and White and human and vampire all together for a ball.

Abe: I told you would wouldn't like me very much back them, Emily. But, Adam... perhaps I wouldn't have been so quick to violence if you hadn't have kidnapped a friend of mine to get me there.

Emily: You wanted him to see that everyone could get along on equal footing, right? Be he-- -looks to Abraham- But you wouldn't listen. 'Cause if you were an ass about blacks and whites integrating, then I can't even imagine what you were like with the idea of humans and vampires together. -turns back to Adam- That's why you took his friend, right? To force him to come and see for himself. I'm not saying it was the BEST idea, but I kinda understand...

Abe: I was a very different man back then. I've grown since then.

Adam: thank the gods for that.

Emily: How old were you?

Abe: ooooh.... working at Speed's shop so... 20-25. Maybe 28 at the most.

Adam: if I might.... Em... Dad bragged. Lincoln is the only time I've ever heard Henry brag. Long before Jack stole the watch, everyone, well undead at least, knew who Lincoln was. I was astonished to hear that Henry was actually bragging. Not only about Lincon's skill as a hunter, but Henry had alluded to a world changer. To Lincoln's credit.....

Abe: I hate that word

Adam: he was out there campaigning for rational race relations. During his brief first run with politics he stopped slavery in his district. But there was an acceptable split hair in those days. You could hate slavery and still be a racist.

Adam: the ball was because I was desperate to meet the man Henry thought worthy of bragging about. But as a lead to Henry and maybe Lincoln really was the answer. A way out of the war before it happened. But the man in the ball room want yet ready to change the world, he was a righteous hypocrite.

Abe: I was also recovering from a bout with depression at the time of the ball.

Emily: Who started the fight?

Adam: to be honest I think we both did. The moment he set foot in Eden I knew he was a hypocrite. So I disappointment made me sarcastic. Really? That's the man who inspired Henry and Henry was in love with? Also running into the house bearing an ax with start some shit, in any age.

Adam: did you really have to drive a wagon though the ball room and my living room and hall way just because Vadoma sat on you?

Emily: SERIOUSLY?!

Abe: now wait a minute.... you threatened to force me to turn and you said you'd spoon feed me the blood of my friend!

Abe: yeah I drove a wagon through the house. Right through those big windows in the living room and ball rooms.

Emily: -spins back to face Adam- You were gonna what--?!

Adam: disappointment makes me sarcastic.

VW OOC: they had a vampire sidebar about the other thing Adam said that night. Abe isn't brining it up because Henry asked him to stop airing family laundry. Adam because he and Henry have already spoken about it and worked it out.

KC OOC: Which was?

Emily: That doesn't sound sarcastic, that sounds... That sounds super villainy.

VW OOC: Adam asked Abe to kill Henry. - in game Adam was grandstanding for the minions just to get Abe into the office where they could really talk.

Adam: I forget sometimes, that not everyone is as jaded as I am. My sense of humor reflects it.

Emily: That just seems like something you don't joke about. It's like-- It's like a rape joke. Those of us that were turned against our will, in fear and pain and-- And it's just not right to joke about.

Adam: yeah I know that now. It was mostly sarcastic, but very villainy. Stop being an idiot. Stop being a hypocrite. You have a destiny and you have Henry.

Emily: You were jealous.

Adam: yeah.

Emily: I can't believe you actually admitted that.

Adam: I'm not the jealous type. Henry's been with others; men and women, and more power to him for it. But even if Henry was bragging about Lincon, Lincoln wasn't making him happy. In fact.... no I'm not going there.

Abe: she knows that I tried to kill him at least twice.

Emily: I'm starting to get why dad REALLY doesn't want you two in the same room for long.

Abe: though the second time wasn't really trying to cut Henry's head of more than it was me goading him into killing me. Didn't work.

Adam: Mmmm mm. Then it's only fair she know. I didn't only threaten to force Lincon to turn and spoon feed him his friends blood..... we were surrounded by vampires. Eden was at its height during the ballroom fight. I just wanted to get you into a privet room and you had just killed 20 vampires. They weren't going to give us privacy any other way.... so I asked Lincon if he was willing to kill Henry.

Adam: to his credit he was a loyal hypocrite.

Adam: Dad and I have talked about this. He knows I was in a difficult position and desperate to get into contact with him at that time.

Adam: as for how hard he can punch..... it's hard. Even as a human. Standing swing, no pull back.... he punched a hole into my gut using a silver watch.

Emily: -winces and whimpers quietly- Was that at the ballroom or-- Or the train?

Adam: the punch was on the train. It's why I couldn't get off before it collapsed.

Emily: And dad... Dad dropped it on you?

Adam: A stroke of Providence by accident. It's not like he could aim it, after all. I watched from below. The train almost made it to the end of the bridge. Just 1 foot more and Lincoln and Will could have jumped to safety. But it didn't get there. The angle was to steep. The train began to slide backwards, into the gorge. And then 2 things happened right after another.....first the train stopped moving. Even after the rail and wood had gone from under it. The train stayed right where it was, even moved forward a foot.

Adam has an odd smile akin to devilish pride

Adam: Henry was picking it up. He lifted quite a few tons of steel and iron. Henry was in a hell of a spot that night and knew he could only save one of us. He picked Lincoln. I always knew Henry was stronger than anyone knew. Physically and mentally. My bother and sister, Lincoln. Even the Union. They all underestimated him and now there he was picking up a damn train.

Adam: but he couldn't hold it for long. He saved us both that night. Abe jumped to safety. But I was facing a rain of fire and stakes and red hot steel railing. I couldn't run and would have burned but Henry dropped the train and a car fell on me. A steel beam and a rock pile broke open the side just moments before it hit and I was safe. - spent the night in a makeshift oven but I should survive a bit of heat easily enough.

Emily: -eyes dart wildly between her father and Abraham- Oh. My. God. If this is my family history, reincarnation doesn't seem unlikely.

Emily: I can't believe you two can sit here together!

Abe: Time is funny like that. It's great for cooling anger. Might take a while more before we get to neutral ground. But I have to face it; that war was a moment in time. I wish to God that it had give differently, quicker and kinder. But Adam hasn't given a hint of anything like that since. I grew up. Perhaps he's still growing.

Emily: -smiles at her dad- I think we all are.

#Long Post #Fight Talk; Then and Now #bloodanddye #itsanemptytomb #Emily #Abraham #tags preserved for the comments of the OP

[ughdestiel]

i’ve been feeling kind of trapped and clueless lately, and i think it would really make me feel better if i just kind of put this out there in the open and get it off my chest and let those who care or are curious enough to read it so... here goes

it’s nothing crazy serious obviously. but i’ve just felt kind of out of place lately. with college and being on my own, basically, and all, it’s really different. and i do love college, i love everything im learning and becoming and discovering what i really want to do in life, but in the midst of all that. I feel so alone sometimes.

like all my close friends from high school go to different colleges, but like... 

ok so in my group of friends theres basically six of us, including myself. one of them didnt go to high school with us. but with the other four (one being my bf), one of them goes to school w our former friend, one just simply goes to school then goes home but talks with the guys (the six are all guys), then the last two is my bf and friend who go to school together. and my bf and friend is part of this club at school and they have TONS of friends like TONS and theyre always doing stuff with them like play basketball or going out to eat or something and of course im so happy that my bf got cool friends and he’s happy there and all but i cant help but get so so so. s.o jealous....

i have only one solid friend from my school. but we dont really do anything together. we used to early in the semester, but then she got a part time job and likes going to the city a lot so the only times i hang out / talk to her is either before during or after class. then she takes the bus or gets picked up by her parents. and i totally understand its not her fault and all but it just gets so beyond lonely having to go to the gym alone, to the library, to get food. and i also totally get how sometimes i have to be independent and do stuff alone and all this and that and i do love it. i do prefer doing things by myself most times but it truly, truly does get lonely. 

then when i go home, i just basically do homework and facetime my bf which is great because i only see him once a week now. but while he’s talking to our friends and im not, i get bored a lot. and of course he doesnt just talk to them the whole time, we talk as well, but yea. its so hard to explain i dont even know. my girl friends who i have known since grammar school and used to talk to on the daily dont talk to me anymore. one of them literally just cut me off but then i picked it back up but ever since then it hasnt been the same. the other one is my absolute bff, but she goes to a different school as well and shes always busy with something and she lives somewhat of a drive, so we dont really talk much either bc college and life has gotten us. but i miss them. so much. its really hard for me to make an actual friendship with another girl, because i dont know. guys too. so basically i cant make friends in general. but i miss them with all my dear heart and soul but even when i try to text them they reply either hours late or hardly reply, and its annoying and hurts so i just stopped trying

then i have another close guy friend outside of my og group. ive known him since grammar school as well even though we didnt go to the same one. anyways i would talk to him every other day and it was really nice and he was and is just such a great friend but since college we dont talk at all anymore because he has a crazy schedule and all and he travels miles to go see his gf (who i LOVE) and theyre so great im so so happy for him and everything. but yea i just miss talking to him every now and then but i understand and respect his priorities and im just really happy hes happy

so basically point of those two paragraphs is.... i get lonely. i want friends. i dont need them of course. but i do want friends. my only friend from school doesnt always want to do the stuff i want to do. it took me to convince her to play pool with me in the game room. and then to go to the gym together took less time. but she has never eased up to the offer of playing basketball, which i would love love love to do and it would bring me so so so much joy to just ball up every day or every other day after class, but i cant go alone. i wouldnt feel comfortable, because its all older dudes that go there and i would feel so attacked. i feel attacked just when im walking on campus and pass by (some) guys. i love when my bf brings me to school with him because all we do is play basketball and eat and that is all i want to do, and i wish i had someone to do that with at school.

furthermore... since college.. or well... since prom weekend of senior year.. ive been so exposed to parties and alcohol and drugs. not always physically, but mentally. the very thought of parties or consuming alcohol or using drugs has tried to pop up in my life so many times this school year. and i was never a “party” party person. never. and of course im not saying im better than those who party or drink or smoke, im just saying i wasnt made for it. ive always preferred being at a house or a chill place where my friends and i can have simple fun like board games or video games or basketball or football or just talking. i take so much passion in simple things. thats why i love my group of friends from hs. they have so much pure fun and it warms my heart and soul and makes me love them from now til eternity. 

anyways, i feel so uncomfortable about alcohol and drugs. when i was younger all of my uncles would get stupid drunk and get all crazy and it used to scare me. it honestly tramautized me. one of my uncles would get drunk so much and so bad; my family used to have a lot of family parties and of course, ppl drank. my uncle would get really drunk and just sit in the hallway downstairs, and i would obviously have to use the bathroom or get food or talk to my mom or something and would have to pass by him, and he would stop me and sit me down. I’ll never forget how he wreaked of alcohol and it made my stomach turn. and he’d put his hand over my shoulder and say something like “aj you know you are so pretty” and it would make me so uncomfortable. he never did anything awfully awful to me thank god but the amount of unease he made me feel made me terrified and angry at what alcohol does to a person. then my uncle would lecture me for thirty minutes, sometimes an hour at most. and i would be trapped because he literally wouldnt let me leave. he would be telling me about how schools important, how i have to finish school before getting a boyfriend. i couldnt get a boyfriend before finishing school, because that was bad, a sin. he throw in “youre pretty” in there so much. and it was just awful. i was tramautized. i hated it. i remember my older girl cousin who went through the same thing told me to get out of it is to say i have my period and i’ll be free- it worked. then there’s a long laundry list of how many people in my family have problems with alcohol. and i hate it. i hate what it is capable of doing to people. if you have it in moderation, thats great, but if youre excessive... please just don’t.

drugs was never a friend to me either. specifically smoking. i dont know why, i just dont like it. i wasnt exposed to it as much as alcohol which is maybe why the very idea of people wanting to smoke seems so odd to me. idk. i guess its more like i have no desire whatsoever to try and do it or make it a thing for myself and then when i see others or loved ones doing it i feel confused and i begin to question them whereas im really questioning myself. i guess the only time i’d smoke or drink is with my truly beloved ones. other than that, never. never would it ever cross my mind.  i remember when i was in a bad place end of freshman and beginning of sophomore year i wanted to drink i wanted to smoke. i wanted to forget about what was making me mentally feel pain. i remember going to seaside heights during that time and running into one of my better girl friends whom i previously mentioned and we bought hookah pens, and we smoked the shit out of that. i thought it was awesome. i thought it was the shit - it really wasnt. afterwards i was just like....ok..... wtf am i doing. i had no idea why i was doing that. i felt so weird. i didnt know my stance on anything. i was so confused. i remember trying to smoke weed with one of my then friends. he was so hyped about it, i was whatever about it. i just wanted to forget forget forget. idk what happened, but i didnt go. i didnt do it. and to this day, i really do think that was God’s work. He knew that that wasn’t what i really wanted or needed, even in my most darkest time, and God helped me resist. it blows my mind. then freshman sophomore and beginning of junior year i used to hang out with my grammar school friends A LOT. like a lot. and i vividly remember how many times i stayed upstairs in the living room watching tv with my other friend or two while everyone else was downstairs smoking. i remember feeling so out of place.. questioning why i was even there... then i realized it all came back to i just wanted friends thats all. thats all it was. they tried convincing me so many times to smoke or drink with them and it just never appealed to me. and this happened so many times because i kept going back to them and back to them and eventually i just felt like i was weird. i felt like i was the one who had the problem.

and i still feel like that. i feel like im the one who has the issue, the weird habit. i have no desire whatsoever to try alcohol or smoke or any drug or just do anything that could potentially kill my inside organs. people become so amazed when i tell them i never smoked nor have i ever drank. and when they react like that, it makes me feel like im so weird. im so out of place. like im an alien. then i feel awful about myself and ask why im not like them and not into those normal “teenager” things. when people talk about college and crazy parties and blacking out and passing out, it makes me feel like im somehow obligated to live up to those standards and i feel so restricted and a little guilty or sad i guess. because i dont do any of that. i do my homework, watch youtube videos, netflix, laugh at them, cry about them, hang out with my boyfriend and friends, and we play board games and laugh and not really cry but yeah and i do everything so simple but it means the entire world to me and makes me who i am and it makes me feel so weird and out of place when put against the standards of teenage years or young adult years and i dont know what to do with myself or how to come about it. my bf drinks only with family and sometimes friends but not much he knows his limits and i love how i can trust him and everything but gosh i get so worried.. like everything i ever learned about drugs and alcohol and then everything ive experienced with drugs and alcohol... it makes me feel so uneasy but i have help myself understand that he is not me, he does not want to stay away from all that, he wants to try it and experience that teenage young adult standard and thats his choice and as long as hes safe and loyal, which i know he is, there’s nothing wrong at all. i am still learning that. in theology my professor explained how love requires accepting the other person for who they are and compromising. love requires sacrifice. and you must choose to love. and that is what im doing for him, because i love him. same goes to my family. my not so younger cousin just started smoking, and i was shocked and honestly felt somewhat betrayed because we were the ones who were left from that whole life, but i love my cousin. so i accept him for what he’s chosen to do.

it’s been a crazy year for me, and though ive rambled on for paragraphs i still feel like i havent gotten all of it out. but this has helped. most definitely. im still trying to figure myself out. and im still trying to learn to accept others for what they choose because that is love. 

one thing i will always carry on with the rest of my life is my sophomore year latin teacher. she didnt know any latin, nor did me or my class. one day we werent doing work and my classmates and i loved talking to her and asking questions because she was so smart and insightful and awesome. my classmate asked her something about drugs and alcohol. like whats the craziest thing shes done or something, and my teacher’s reply was “never done it” and everyone was shocked, including myself. and my classmate was dumbfounded and said, “never?? youre lying” and my teacher simply said, “nope, never felt the need to.” and i found that to be the most profound thing ever. it made me realize that i didnt need to bring drugs and alcohol in my life, thats when i realized that it was not necessary. i realized i didnt need that to be cool or smart or accepted, because she was all of that. she’ll never know, but she really changed my life perspective by saying that. i hope someday i’ll come to peaceful terms with what i’ve chosen and stand by. i think i’ll be on the way there soon.

if anyone made it this far, i love you. so so much. this is why i love this website. this community this fanbase. you are all so caring and loving and helpful and genuine and just awesome. thank you for following me, just standing by me and reading what ive rambled on for pages basically. i hope someday i can update you guys by saying, “i did it.”

#stfu aj #aj speaks to her followers #pretty sure those are my tp tags #if you read this.... any of this.... i love you with all i got