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catsfor2 · 1 year
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hit me, part 1.5 (bonussss!)
wc: 1.5k, largely unedited warnings: swearing/language, very very light talk of smut, drug use (alcohol) a/n: hi everyone. the feedback on part one made me so so happy that i wanted to drop this for ya'll. i hope u like it ;) tags: @elliewilliamsmunch@intrnetdoll@me-and-your-husband@3zae-zae3@milahnoz@elliescumm
For context, this chapter takes place 4 years before part one, or where *reader is 16 and Ellie is 19*.This part is simply to explore an interesting friendship dynamic, teenage sexuality, and some backstory to Ellie + reader.
*I do not condone underage relationships and there will be no insinuations, assumptions, or even words that would suggest Ellie being romantically interested in reader at this point considering their age gap.*
I know this makes it sound super serious but i PROMISE YOU its not. i had to put in a disclaimer simply for respect and safety reasons. enjoy!
-j
part 1
"'Natty Light'? What the hell is that?"
"It's beer," Ellie reassures you. "it's what the college folk drink. Want some?" She says, offering out the can in her hand.
"I think I'll wait until I become...college folk." You remark, unsure.
Ellie liked being around you. When your dumbass boyfriend wasn't trying drown you with his spit every six minutes. God, he's such a dick. Ellie couldn't wait for you to grow up and see the scum of the world without youth clouding your eyes. Scum not just including your boyfriend, obviously, but mainly him.
You sit on Ellie's bed, flipping your phone back and forth between your hands like you'd been doing the entire hour you've been here.
Ellie knew what that meant. It meant that he hadn't responded for a couple days, and you're just starting to get anxious about it.
Fucking. Dick.
"What do you do in college?" You ponder.
"Fuck girls, get high, get drunk, and maybe learn. Not sure." Ellie says mindlessly. She didn't see the point in college. Thought it was a waste of time and energy. She also didn't have the money to attend.
"Or at least, that's what I would do." Ellie finishes, snatching your phone from your hands.
She chugs around half of the can after she finishes talking, topping it off with a burp.
"Give it back, Ellie." You demand.
"Why? If he hasn't texted in four days he's not gonna start now."
Ellie regretted saying that almost immediately. Sometimes you seemed so...grown up. It was hard to censor herself around you. Especially when it's something she's been trying to tell you forever.
She sees your face fall, head turn swiftly towards her window. You liked how she had a bunch of sketches up there, and when the sun shined through it you'd always say it 'looked like all of her drawings were glowing'. Ellie smiled so hard when you'd said that. One million watts for sure.
Some of them were of her current girlfriend. Some of them of her ex-girlfriends. Some of them of Dina. All you really wanted was to see yourself up there.
You were too nervous around Ellie to ask her to do anything like that. Like drawing you.
"Y'know he wasn't that way in the beginning. I used to really...like him, I think." You mutter, still facing the window.
Ellie scoffs.
"You think?"
"I'm being serious, Ellie. It's like you don't listen to me cause you think you know everything. You're not even that much older than me."
"Oh yeah? What's a condom?" She asks, eyeing you.
You don't even say anything.
"So is that because you don't know? Or--"
"Shut the fuck up. Give me my phone back already." You huff, frustrated.
"Oooh shes swearing now?" Ellie teases. She watches as your face gets all pink as you get more irritated. You cross your arms hastily. It was fun to make you mad, Ellie thought.
"You should break up with Cat."
Uh, what?
"I'm sorry?" Ellie questions, less upbeat than she was a moment ago.
"I'm tired of you nagging me about my boyfriend. Cat's not very much better than he is. In my opinion."
"Christ, you sound like Joel," Ellie spits.
If there's one thing Ellie never expected from you, it was this. You usually never breached the subject of Ellie's love life. Ellie didn't mind not talking about it, she knew you weren't homophobic or anything. She just thought, honestly, that you were disinterested. So she never really...brings Cat up.
"If you can talk about my boyfriend than I can talk about Cat. It's...fair."
"It's fucking different. You don't get it."
"Why?! You always say that," You retort, sitting up a little taller on the bed. "Just—just because I'm dating a guy and you're dating a girl?"
"Yes. Literally, yes. It's fuckin' different, I don't know what else to say." Ellie remarks, throwing the can she emptied minutes ago onto the floor. She grabs a new can from the pack, cracking it open on the spot.
"Tell me, then." You say. "Tell me how it's different."
"Well, first of all, no dicks—"
"Ellie."
She huffs out a big sigh before starting again.
"I don't even—" She burps.
"I don't even know why you wanna know. And like, right now, of all times."
When Ellie asks you that, you freeze. Obviously, noticeably, freeze. Because, well, you didn't even know why you wanted to know. You just did.
"I—I just wanna know more about you, I guess." You stutter out.
Ellie's eyes narrow. Are you...nervous?
"I know he's not a good boyfriend. I know that, Ellie. You think I'm stupid and I'm not. But I can't break up with him."
Ellie still feels like that's total bull.
"Why not."
"I just can't! It's like—it feels, like, safer, to be with him."
"That guy is anything but fucking safe—"
"You know what I mean." You say quietly.
"No, I don't." Ellie says, trying to look into your eyes.
Your head was faced downward toward the bed. Ellie practically screamed through her thoughts. You couldn't even look at her. Had she been too mean to you? In Ellie's mind, it always feels lighthearted. She didn't always take the time to make sure other people took it that way.
Finally, you look up, meeting Ellie's eyes.
"You...don't? You don’t get what I mean?”
"No, y/n. I have zero fuckin' clue. Am I...supposed to?" She questions, clearly starting to get confused.
Safe? Safe? It feels safer?! Ellie was fucking lost.
How could being with that piece of shit feel any safer than being fucking alone?
"I—y'know what, nevermind. It's dumb. I don't even know what I mean. I just thought that you would get it—for some reason. It's stupid. Sorry." You mumble out, trying to forget whatever miniscule things you were telling her.
"Don't say sorry, you didn't even fuckin' do anything," Ellie quips. "Why me?"
"I don't know. I just...thought of...you." You trail off, rubbing at your shoulders.
Yeah, whatever you were talking about? It made you really fucking nervous.
"Hmm..." Ellie hums, hopping off of the bed and beginning to rummage through a desk drawer. "Here."
"...What."
"Would you like to hear the story of my first gay crush?" She grins, knowing absolutely that you'll want to hear.
She hops back onto the bed, sitting a little closer to you.
Ellie knew she was a good storyteller, but you were by far her best listener. It's endearing, how engaged you get. Never even daring to take a glance anywhere but at Ellie.
"So her name was Riley. And I was...youngish, but—I knew for sure that my feelings were...gay feelings, y'know?"
"Well how'd you know?" You ask bluntly.
"Well I wanted to like, hold her hand? And stuff? I wanted to...to take her places. Like, cool places I found outside, and like, dumb little lookout points. I'd draw her tiny pictures of things she liked. Write stupid little notes and shit. I would make her...bracelets and, things she could wear. Stuff that didn't really cost anything. I don't know...I just kinda...knew."
You don't respond. Your eyes are glossy, barely gazing at Ellie.
"Y/N, you good?" Ellie laughs, grabbing your shoulder and shaking it a bit to get your attention.
"Yeah! I'm fine, sorry. Got in my head a little."
"Right, right, wanna see somethin' stupid?" She says, awaiting your response.
"Sure."
She picks up the item she was rummaging for a minute ago. It's a post it note.
"Oh! Can I read it?" You beg, excited to see the parts of Ellie's life you're so unfamiliar with.
"Hah, yeah, go for it. I promise you it's...underwhelming." She hands you the blue paper, drawing side down.
You begin to read.
"You are the prettiest girl I've ever seen. I drew you a penguin wearing a hat that says, 'you are the prettiest…princess…ever'. Best wishes, Ellie." You smile without meaning to.
You give her the post-it note back.
"I wish I got notes like this. Do guys...do that?" You ask.
"Um, maybe some? I wouldn't know." Ellie admits.
She wanted to say no, y/n, no guy will do that until you get married, probably, because that was the truth. However, seeing how happy you were at somebody else's love note, she didn't have the heart to say it. Ellie didn't mind letting you be sheltered a little longer if it made you happy.
Before the two of you could say anything else, a phone chimes.
Your phone.
It's him.
"Oh thank god. Ellie, I have to call him. Can I call him? I'll be back in a second I swear," You ramble, basically sprinting out the door to talk to the meathead in your phone.
Fuck.
One day you'll grow up. Ellie knows this. She sees how you change every day. It still makes her feel funny to see you so...dishonest with yourself.
The day you break up with that dick is the day I fucking win, Ellie thinks.
And that day occurred exactly a week later.
After Ellie had already left.
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redstarsandnightmares · 4 months
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Okay. Now that I've gotten some sleep, I can make a proper post.
I know I'm new to the RP side of Tumblr, it was nice to come back to a hobby that I hadn't touched in over a decade. I had forgotten how rewarding and all consuming it is.
In the last several months you guys have put up with me through some super high highs and super low lows and I can't thank all of you enough. Gonna pinpoint some people but if I don't mention you specifically I'm sorry! <3
I'm not going to crosspost this to all of my pages, just on this one, so if you're wondering why you're getting tagged over here I just dont feel like re-posting this a million times.
@brooklynbred/@sheshootsxruns/@wiidowbiit/every single other one of your blogs - My life is better for having you in it, pup. I wasn't expecting a half hearted attempt to keep myself busy to bring me someone that I care so much about but....here you are. I know things have been rough lately in both of our lives...but as long as we've got each other, we'll get though it, y'know? Love you bunches. <3
@ghostofwinter - We've had a weird few months, huh? You were one of the first people to come at me arms wide open when I popped up on this scene not knowing where to start. We've had our ups and downs but I love you dearly regardless. Here's to more threads soon, yeah? It's a new year. Let's embrace that.
@little-blog-of-horrors - The *other* person who as the first on the scene when I showed up. I miss our massive threads, I really do. I know life has done nothing but deal you a shitty hand lately and I wish I could give you all the hugs and take away all the ick. Consider this me givving you the biggest hug on the planet and I'll be here when you're ready to dive back into posting all the posts again. In the meantime, I'll see you in Vallanor.
@hailhydrasheads - Our goofy ass thread has been a saving grace when I needed it, I thank you dearly for putting up with my madness. Sometimes ours was the only thing I felt like answering. Thanks for reminding me of a ship I had only bounced around in the back of my head. It has me in a vice grip now and it's your fault.
@zemothethirteenth - I couldn't ask for a better writing partner AND friend. Seriously. You intimidated the hell out of me when we first started writing with you but I'm *so glad* that we are where we are now. You're amazing and have been there to listen to me when I desperately needed a logical ear to kick me in the ass and I thank you for it. You push me to be a better writer on the daily.
@resignedworkaholics - We have so many threads and I'm so proud of every single one of them. I love that we just keep throwing crazy shit at each other and seeing what sticks. I don't think I have anyone on here that I have as much fun with as our random gremlin chaos. <3
To the rest of my silly ass discord, you guys have gotten me through life this fall and winter and I wouldn't know what to do without you. Seriously. I have never had a "group" that I fit in so well with and I'm so glad ya'll didn't run from me when I threw myself at you. You guys are amazing. (@twxtches, @kissedbymischief, @cyberneticasset, @pleinsdemuses, @iwillbreathe, @itasedhim)
@scarsmasked - <3 I can't give you more hugs than I already have on discord, but consider this one more. Thanks for trusting me. You didn't have to, but you did, and I'm the better for it. I hope I can keep dragging you out of your shell, you deserve to be happy in your own space and on your own blog and I'll be damned if I don't do my best to help you find that safety. I can't wait to indulge this ship with you, truly.
@redxinmyledger - Thank you for putting up with my slow ass. Our thread is amazing!
@abcdefghijklmnopqrstucky - We haven't known each other long, but thank you for keeping me spice-fueled. You're a phenom friend and I'm glad we have gotten to write together.
@blackxskyx - I know our threads have been a little slow going but I enjoy them *so damn much!* I can't wait to dig more into them.
@shieldagentnatasharomanoff - Thanks for not bolting when I told you I've been following you for longer than I have been RPing. You're a brilliant writer, a sweet as hell person, and I can't wait to keep writing with you.
@warsinmyhead - Thank you for trusting me with one of your babies! I know it's been a little slow lately, but our thread is crazy interesting and I cant wait to get more into the meat of it.
To all of the new people who have showed up in my asks and my dms in the recent last little bit, I cant *WAIT* to write more with all of you!
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@prettytm - You deserve your own little space because you're the reason I have these blogs in the first place. I can't thank you enough for pushing me like you did. Youre an amazing friend and an even amazing writer and I sincerely hope I can entice your muses into more threads. You know how much I care about them and you. Getting closer to you recently has been amazing and I'm thankful for your friendship. Your trust means a hell of a lot to me knowing what you have been through lately and you are one of the few people who just *gets* how I feel about my muses and how they speak to me. Thank you. Our chat will *always* be a safe space for you. Always. You mean the world to me.
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OKAY NOW THAT IM DONE WRITING AND CRYING.... Heres to another crazy year you crazy kids. I love all of you SO MUCH and couldn't even *imagine* where my life would be without all of you in it. You have changed mine for the better over the last several months (has it really been that short? Really?) and kept me sane. Here's to new stories, stronger friendships, and so much much MUCH more love through 2024.
Thanks to all of you I found a home for my weird self.
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@pepperpxtts​ // continued from here
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There was such an anger rising through Harold that the tightness when he clenched his jaw practically locked it in place. His knuckles were still bruised from him decking Tony right in the face after the billionaire tried to explain what he had walked in on was nothing. Right. NOTHING. Just like he was to Pepper.
His eyes set on hers harshly, a glare that could cut right to the soul. He wanted to swallow it down. He wanted to take a breath and see things from her perspective. How terrifying it must have been to walk down that aisle. How alone she must have felt being half way across the country. How painful to go through what she went through all alone. God he wanted to forgive her. But she wasn’t alone was she? She always had Tony fucking Stark to come to her goddamn rescue.
How utterly foolish Harold was to even think that he could have ever competed. That wasn’t Harold’s style. He didn’t compare himself to other people, much less other men. He was the silent, strong type because he found more often than not he hurt people with the way his words could cut to a truth they didn’t want to face, but that was about as stereotypically masculine the man got. But everything about the last few days took him for a loop. He was so angry and it didn’t matter that Tony had taken five bullets to the chest. It didn’t matter that Tony was just a guy caught in the middle of his two friends, trying his best, for once, Harold was pissed and it was directed at both of them.
“No you don’t. You want to stop feeling guilty. Well too fuckin’ bad Virigina. You walked away. You kissed Tony. And you didn’t tell me about the baby.” Harold responded darkly.
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cactus-stories · 2 years
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Teen!Bruno Madrigal x Foreign Fem!Reader 「Chapter 3」
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Lots of people asked to be tagged :O I'm happy ya'll are enjoying this story hahah
Please keep in mind that I'm winging this and have just a few ideas I wanna write down so bear with me here TwT
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"We want to see you happy, and this might be a good thing for you! Don't give up before you ever start, okay?"
"O-Okay..."
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After that first encounter, it seemed like you saw Bruno everywhere. Now that you knew what he looked like, it was easy to spot him on the crowd, quietly going by, noticing how people semeed to try and get away from him as soon as they noticed he was coming. 'It must be pretty lonely...' you think, watching from afar as the Madrigal makes his way to one of the villagers' houses.
It was a common occurence, now that you thought about it, he would go to people's houses, spend about half an hour in there, and then come out looking like a kicked puppy, sometimes even with someone behind him complaining about a vision.
Today though, it was a bit extreme. You were already finished with your chores, taking a little bit of time off on the small patio in front of your house, when you heard a small commotion coming from the house across the street. Turning to the source of the noise, you see Bruno quickly leaving your neighbour's house, a fuming Elena sticking her head out of the window to scream at him.
"Hijo de puta! Don't come back here again!" the boy's shoulders go up and you see him turn a corner in a hurry.
Getting up, you quickly pat the dirt off your skirt and yell to your parents that you're gonna go out for a walk, following the path Bruno made as quickly as you could.
You notice how the path seemed to fade out slightly as it went inside the rainforest. Cautiously, you keep following it, hearing some noises coming from your left. Turning around, you're met with a small open space, seeing Bruno sitting down in the middle of it, his back facing you.
As quietly as you can, you approach him, kneeling down and calling his name, placing a hand on his shoulder, watching him jump in surprise before looking at you, confused.
"W-What the- what are you doing here?" his tone seemed more scared than accusatory. "If you need a vision I need some time in advance! And sand! Lots of sand! And-"
"Are you okay?" you sit down, examining his face as he goes through an array of emotions in just a few seconds. "I heard some noise and went to check... Elena was pretty mad, huh?"
"Oh..." the Madrigal boy looked down again, dark curls covering his face. "Well, you know how it goes, you tell someone their fish is gonna die and they don't get very happy about it, hahah..."
"She chased you out of her house... because you told her that her fish was going to die?" you ask, incredulously. "Well I could've told her that myself! Did you even see where she keeps the poor thing?"
"W-What?!" and there it is, he's staring at you again, confusion clear in his face.
"That bowl isn't big enough for a pet shrimp, let alone a goldfish!" you take yout hand off of his shoulder, watching as he turned to you, curiously. "And the things she gives to it! I once saw her feed it little bits of her carne asada! That poor fish never stood a chance!"
Bruno let's out a chuckle, taking a deep breath and looking around, seemingly more relaxed. You smile at him, noticing the faint green glow come back to his eyes.
"Seriously, though, none of this is your fault. I can talk to her if you want." you offer, nudging his shoulder lightly with yours. "Maybe even get her to apologize for blowing up on you?"
"It's okay, let her grief," he starts, a cheeky smile creeping up on his face. "he was a great fish, after all, so brave! The world is gonna miss such a great figure!" Bruno exclaims dramatically, putting a hand up to his face just like the señoras in the telenovelas do before fainting.
"Such a shame! Living a life of misery for so long!" getting in on the act, you pretend to wipe up your tears with the back of your hand, leaning onto him. "Oh, tell me! What will we do without his presence?"
You hear him laugh at your antics, noticing a warm feeling on your chest as you look up for a second and see him smiling brightly, eyes closed as he laughs. You were about to comment on it when you heard footsteps right behind you.
"Aaaand what exactly are you two doing?" Julieta's voice makes you jump, turning around in a hurry. "I could hear you two laughing all the way from the village." she sounded amused, gaze alternating between the two of you.
"Julieta, excuse us, we are mourning." you deadpan, making Bruno laugh even more, bending forward a bit and trying to catch his breath.
"Well that doesn't really sound like mourning. And no one even died!" she's almost laughing herself, watching as her brother tries to breathe evenly.
"Yet!" you make sure to point out, having to wipe real tears from your eyes after laughing so much. "But I'll explain it to you later, I promise! It's not as serious as it sounds!"
"Well it's not sounding very serious at all!" she was laughing too, now, still confused, but happy to see her brother having fun. "Anyways, I came over to tell you Mamá wants you home soon for lunch, Bruno. And of course you're welcome to come too!" Julieta looks at you, basically begging for you to come with her eyes.
"I'd love to!" you answer her, seeing Bruno already up next to you, offering you help to get up.
You take his hand, smiling at him, and get up, squeezing his hand lightly before letting go, watching his sister already far ahead from you. Before you can follow her, you hear Bruno saying your name, turning back to him.
"Gracias. For earlier, I mean." he looks away for a second, smile still on his face. "I needed that."
"No need to thank me, you're fun to be around." you smile back, not failing to notice the surprised look he gave you. "I'd like to hang out again some other time, if you're up for it!"
"Y-Yeah, sure!" the boy sounded almost confused at what you said, but you could notice the way his eyes started to glow faintly again as he walked towards Julieta.
"By the way, Bruno." he stops and looks at you, raising an eyebrow. "You have a nice laugh. I'd love to hear it more often."
This time you can practically feel the glow coming from his eyes, chuckling and skipping towards Julieta, leaving a flustered Bruno behind.
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Alma was waiting for the three of you, with Pepa already sat on her spot at the table. She looked like she had something to say, but made sure to welcome you as usual before anything else. As you all sat down, Julieta taking the spot next to Pepa and making you sit next to Bruno, Alma cleared her throat, looking at the boy, and started talking.
"I've received a complaint from the village today." she started, and you feel Bruno shrink into his poncho, not even touching his fork. "Elena said you cursed her fish."
"What?!" you ask, confused, looking between the two of you.
"Apparently it died a few minutes ago, and you had just told her it would happen." Alma continues, pointedly ignoring your exclamation.
"I mean, that is my gift, isn't it?" he's looking away from both of you, annoyed. "I don't know why they keep on asking me for visions when all it does is make them hate me more."
"You need to stop doing this, Bruno. You're bringing a bad reputation into this household." her tone was cold, and it made you feel unneasy.
Pepa already had a cloud above her head, and she was doing her best to keep it white, before you guys ended up having to eat wet food. Julieta looked like she wanted to say something, looking between Alma and her brother, worried.
And Bruno looked... tired. He didn't seem fazed by that in the slightest, eyes pointedly staring at his food, his mouth a straight line and his posture even more curled up, as if he was trying to disappear.
"But that's not just up to him, is it?" you ask, cautiously. Pepa and Julieta staring at you with wide eyes. "Wouldn't it be considered rude of him to refuse giving someone a vision?"
"Well..."
"And even if he accepted, if he saw something bad and didn't tell them, or even worse, if someone found out about it, it'd be far worse, wouldn't it?"
Alma looked out of words for a second, before softening her gaze once more, looking between you and Bruno before speaking up again.
"You're right, chica. It's not as simple as that." the boy looked up at her, incredulously. "But what would you propose?"
You notice the four of them staring at you, feeling your cheeks grow hotter. You notice how Bruno looked almost expectantly at you, while Julieta and Pepita seem almost scared of letting you keep speaking.
"W-Well... nothing's set on stone, right?" something in the way you phrase it makes Bruno chuckle. "Maybe if instead of just giving them the visions as if they were a definite thing, you phrased it more like a problem to be solved?"
"A what?" the lunch table is quiet enough for the male's voice to be heard as clear as day.
"F-For example! Elena's fish!" you focus on him, trying to ignore the way Alma looks at you, like he knows more than she's letting on. "Maybe instead of just saying her fish was going to die, you could've said that she needed to do something about her fish, or else something might happen!"
"After all, if someone finds out they're gonna have a problem before it is formed, they might be able to stop it!"
"That... might actually work!" Alma exclaims, smiling. "What do you think, Bruno?"
"I-I think! I don't know... I'm not that good at finding solutions for problems."
"I could help!" you say, touching his shoulder lightly with yours. "If someone asks you for a vision, instead of doing it right at the moment, you come up to me and we try and look for a solution before answering them."
"You know what? This sounds so weird it might actually work!" Pepa laughs, the cloud above her head dissipating.
"We could... give it a try." he mumbles, and you give him a reassuring smile, seeing his eyes flicker with green before he smiles back, softly.
"It's a deal, then!"
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socheckitout-mikey · 2 years
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Hi!!! Can I request headcanons for a dally with a girly girl who is smart and does debate club?
dally and a feminine, smart and debate club s/o?! i love this one sm! sorry it took me a million years to post. i hope you enjoy these! (': <3 - mae
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Dally Dating a Feminine, Smart and Debate Club S/o:
° dally genuinely picks on you sm, but all in good fun, ofc! like ya'll will be at school and he's the asshat to tug on your ponytail or jab the eraser of his pencil in between your shoulder blades.
° he loves that fiery look in your eyes when you whip around to shoot him daggers. there's always a witty insult on the tip of your tongue, but then you register who it is and dally can't help but have this shit eating smirk on his face. he finds it adorable you've been stunned for a moment.
° "what's up, buttercup? cat got your tongue?" he thinks he's so slick lmaoo he's not.
° "no, just your stupidity."
° "so we're using our big girl words today?"
° you almost became the human torch with how mad you were at him.
° he lowkey bullies you a bit, but it's affectionate ✨! if someone else even tries to tease you, he's either cussing them out or going out swinging!
° he tried "helping" you prepare for a debate and it went south real fast.
° "what do you mean i gotta go at a different angle? this debate is dumb!"
° "it's only dumb bc you don't debate- you argue like a brat!"
° "what'd you just call me? you chicken shit!"
° or it went something like: "whaddya mean he said that to you? who is this guy anyway? he sounds like a punk! is he sayin' you're stupid? i'll kick his ass!"
° like dally gets HEATED!
° "just knock his lights out. otherwise i'll key his car-"
° "it's debate club, not fight club, dally!"
° "who said anythin' about fightin'? i said i'd key his car! those are two very different things."
° "dal no-"
° "it's okay, i don't mind doin' your dirty work, babe. just don't be a snitch."
° lol your petname is now snitch even tho you're not a snitch ghfdbsdhfds.
° he's lowkey (highkey) proud whenever you win a debate and takes you out to a Diner for burgers and all bc dally got hungry waiting outside the gym for your debate to be over.
° don't try running your debate past him bc dally get's real bored, real fast. he'll fall asleep or annoy you until you give him attention lol.
° he also encourages you to get on top of the table and drop kick your opponent dsnhgfjdgbndfsjfas.
° "everyone would be able to see my underwear! so no!" you snapped in horror, totally embarrassed.
° "hey, if that's the price for some entertainment in Nerdville then bring it on!" dally grinned, sitting on the edge of your bed.
° "if anyone saw my underwear you'd give them a black eye." you smarted back to him rather sassily.
° "exactly! you get a little action, i get a little action- next thing you know we'll be tag teamin' at a wrestlin' event. whaddya say?"
° "you're literally a freak, dal."
° everyone looks at y'all weird bc you're sort of the physical opposite of each other, but that's okay. dally likes to glare at people while you just laugh at him.
° you guys just act normally ig lol. being opposites brings you guys together: dally does teach you to let loose a little more and have fun. he's the main reason why you got grounded for six months oops.
° he's just dally at the end of the day and he's pretty grateful you've got some thick skin and a sense of humour, because he wouldn't actually know what to do if he made you cry.
° lol you did pretend to cry once and he sorta panicked a bit. he was not happy when he started apologizing and you started pointing and laughing at him.
° you got whipped in the face with your pillow and called a little shit. you were still laughing when he moved the pillow and pressed kisses against your lips. he was giggling the whole time. awwwww!
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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sttarkeys · 3 years
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𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟
@flo.greenw has posted! 
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                                                      p4l baby
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@austinnorth55: i never thought you would be a traitor??
➡ @flo.greenw: never said I was kook, either
@austinnorth55: that's no excuse, greenwood
➡@flo.greenw: it think it kind've is, north
@hichasestokes: lava you 🤍
➡ @flo.greenw: lava you more 🤍
@rudeth: p4l baby!
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➡ @flo.greenw: forever and always!
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                                                      @ꜰʟᴏ.ɢʀᴇᴇɴᴡ:
          we decided to rent out a bungalow for the next week, enjoy the mayhem.
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@rudeth: best decision we have all made as a group in weeks
➡ @flo.greenw: not wrong at all rudeth
@user: BRO THIS WEEK IS FLO'S BDAY, THEY"RE ALL GONNA BE TOGETHER FOR HER BDAY 👀👀
@user: i seriously love them all.
@joanthandaviss: what was i looking at 👀
➡ @hichasestokes: my beautiful buns
@johnathandaviss: oh yeeha, they were quite speculator
➡ @madelyncline: I think we all know what drew here is looking at... cough' simp 'cough
@drewstrakey: aye! @madelyncline, she looked beautiful, ofc i was gonna look at her like that.
➡ @madisonbaileybabe: and cue @flo.greenw sobbing because she is utterly whipped for drew and his affection
@flo.greenw: @madisonbaileybabe, not wrong mads, not wrong
➡ @drewstarkey: @flo.greenw 🧡🧡
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@flo.greenw: @drewstarkey 🧡🧡
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hey rudeth I am gonna need my glasses back, cannot see anything my guy
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@austinnorth55: if ya'll want to make it home alive give her glasses back to her.
  --> @flo.greenw: I mean he ain't wrong
@rudeth: duley noted 🥴🥴
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@user: still do not trust her around them all, it just feels like she is using them all like she did the males in the descendants cast
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                                    nothin like a bit of bromance
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@flo.greenw: so much love 🤍
 ➡ @austinnorth55: love you 🤍
@user: they're all so hot, like i cannot deal with it
@user: i still don't trust her, like wtf. it just feels like she has pushed out madi, like her is she?? has the whore replaced her?
  ➡ @madisonbaileybabe: @user hi! so a few things, 1 i am with my family in home hometown, i will be back with them in a few weeks, and 2 don't call people who you do not know a 'whore' tbh you shouldn't call anyone a whore.
@rudeth: were all so good looking, look at all u angels
 ➡ @elameeeee: says u, angel
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@ruedth: 🥰🥰
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@elameeeee: I am so happy i got this 🥰🥰
 ➡ @flo.greenw: me too @elameeeee 🤍
@user: I CALLED IT, WE ALL CALLED IT, FUCK AHHHHH
@flo.greenw: oh how i adore u 🧡
 ➡ @drewstarkey: u complete me 🧡
@user: YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE
@user: we lost ladies, we lost to a drug addict.
  ( @drewstarkey has blocked this account )
@madelyncline: awww i love ya'll sm
@austinnorth55: you both deserve this win 🤍🤍
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pozzi-it-wasnt · 2 years
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I posted 2,157 times in 2021
15 posts created (1%)
2142 posts reblogged (99%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 142.8 posts.
I added 280 tags in 2021
#911 spoilers - 179 posts
#s&b spoilers - 21 posts
#i love them - 15 posts
#i love him - 11 posts
#ted lasso spoilers - 11 posts
#omygod - 11 posts
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#i love her - 9 posts
#im gonna cry - 6 posts
#ask - 6 posts
Longest Tag: 128 characters
#smth abt buck learning compassion from maddie and them caring so much abt eaxh ither and smth abt ugh i dont even know just them
My Top Posts in 2021
#5
6, 28, 29, 31!
6. the best song off your favorite album
hmm i think my favorite album is Fiona Apple's Fetch the Bolt Cutters, so the best song off that would be umm
Newspaper by Fiona Apple
rlly hard to shoose tho cause theyre all so good!!!
28. a song that you discovered recently
already answered this one but I'll just give another answer hhhh
Hollywood Ending from Anna and the Apocalypse
rlly recommend the movie! a great musical.
29. A song you unexpectedly really like
same as the prev question, already answered but will again!
Feel Better by Penelope Scott
don't know how to explain why this is unexpected, but it is
31. the best road trip song
hhhhhh again same as last two. so the second best road trip song is
Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap
thank you for the ask baby!!!!
3 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 17:29:47 GMT
#4
35 & 44!
35. a song that makes you want to go on an adventure
Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths
or
Cough Syrup by Young the Giant
44. a song from your childhood
Yaldei Hayareach by Shlomo Yidov - ילדי הירח של שלמה יידוב
thank you for the ask love <3 and happy bday again!!!
3 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 17:16:19 GMT
#3
Made this for my friends but here ya'll go find out which one of my exes you are
19 notes • Posted 2021-03-18 21:41:24 GMT
#2
Enough
Fandom: 9-1-1
Pairing: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Rating: teen and up
Chapters: 1/1
Word count: 3k
Notes: this fic was inspired by these posts by @evanbucxley !
"This just feels like a lot, man," he said as he lay back down and closed his eyes. He knew it was a poor response to Buck's speech. Buck had shared with him his feelings, passionate as always, and Eddie had brushed them off. A lot. A lot was right. Buck was a lot, he was so much Eddie couldn't take it sometimes. He felt something in his chest, like jealousy, but not quite.
"Well, go to sleep," Buck quipped. "No need to decide right now, it's not like we're going home anytime soon."
Buck was mad at him, and he was right to be. He’d opened up to him, and Eddie had given him nothing in return.
Panic.
Eddie Diaz was beginning to forget what it felt like to live without it.
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Eddie realizes why he wasn't ready to be a family with Ana
[Read on AO3]
46 notes • Posted 2021-10-02 17:03:36 GMT
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So when is chimney coming back with my girl
208 notes • Posted 2021-11-02 10:13:42 GMT
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