#2 wants me to delete his number and block him if he contacts me

[arminsumi]

Seeing ex!Geto again after years

💗 すぐる

note : srry to make y'all cry 👍 this was written from a raw heart lol

summary : oh god, he still loves you. oh god. all of it comes back to him in the moment he sees you. you say his name and it feels like a gunshot wound to the chest.

warnings : angst, kinda hopeful ending, not proofread

playme : my love mine all mine

In the moment you turn to face the stranger, the world stops. Or at least the world between you and him. You always did "live in your own world" when you were dating, everyone pointed it out.

When Suguru sees you for the first time after not talking to you for... what, a year? He's so stricken. His eyes widen. His pupils dilate a bit. The color drains from his face. He doesn't know what he feels, but it's a snapping shattering breaking ruining feeling.

And when you, so shocked as you are, whisper his name with a chip in your voice "Suguru...?" It's like a gunshot wound to his heart. Bang. It kills him. And god it's only his name, isn't it crazy that the effect is so severe?

It has such a hold on him, you saying his name. He can't move; he's stationary, statue-like just like you in the middle of this cafe. He's paralyzed by your voice. The voice that used to sing him to sleep. The voice that used to talk philosophy with him at 2:32 AM on school nights. The voice that was the only thing that calmed him down during his darkest hours.

He stutters. No words come out of him or you, and yet so much is said. So much is said.

"Hey." he chokes out.

"Hey." you return.

Isn't it funny, he thinks when he gets home and slumps against the door after closing it.

How we used to speak until we ran out of breath, until we exhausted all topics possible. And then stared with pure love at each other in silence...

...and yet when you encountered each other in public by chance again, nothing but "hey"? He used to tell you that he was gonna spend his whole life with you. He used to call you baby. He used to cradle you in his arms. He used to love you vehemently. He used to kiss you until he gasped for air and laughed. He used to smile into those kisses. He used to swear he was yours, all yours. He etched your name into his skin, not figuratively; when you were teenagers you were fucking insane and giggled over the idea of etching your names into each other.

Sad. So sad. He feels his whole chest weighted, gravity pulls on his heart like it's pulling him into a grave.

While in bed, he stares at your phone number in his contacts. He blocks and unblocks. He types and deletes. He calls and ends calls. He nibbles his lip and sighs and gives up.

What would I even say...?

The image of a memory from September 21st 2019 flashes in his eyes. Your smiling face. Okinawa.

He snaps. And calls you. And it rings, rings rings rings rings rings —

"...hello? Whose number is this?" you ask, voice sending a shiver down his spine.

Fuck, that voice. That voice... is capable of murder. You kill me, baby. You kill me with your voice alone.

He makes a strangled noise. Tears roll off his cheeks. There's so many tears in fact. So many. Endless. It hurts him to shed every single one. And all his tears are for you.

"...Suguru, is that you?"

How could she know?

He chokes up and stutters, and says the quietest "hey" after clearing his throat.

It's 1:30 AM.

"You're still a night owl?"

There's tense silence............................................then you chuckle and it fucking breaks him. Devastates him. Tortures him so deliciously. Oh he missed that. Oh god he missed that. That laugh. That laugh is so beautiful to him. It's so brief and yet it nourishes his whole soul just to hear your laugh again. Oh god your laugh. Oh god... your voice.

Oh god, you.

"I am, yeah." you respond. "But you're awake too, aren't you?"

I want to hear her say my name again.

"I am..."

Please say my name again.

"You are."

Baby say my name. Say my name. Say my name.

There's silence. He knows, and you know, that the both of you are feeling flashbacks of memories crashing over the two of you like tidal waves. Memories of you and him.

Us.

"...did you ever think of me?" you ask.

"...I thought of you every day from the moment we parted."

You choke up. You laugh to cope with his revelation.

"How dramatic..." he can hear your voice grow hoarse, like you're in pain but trying to be funny. Because... it is funny, isn't it? This insanity we call reality?

"Sorry..."

"I've got to sleep... got work tomorrow."

"Me too."

"Okay..."

"Yeah."

"Hey?"

"Yeah?"

He holds his breath.

"Suguru."

His whole world... god, it's... he just... he...

"Y/n."

The two of you hang up.

A few minutes pass. Then the two of you call each other again. It's you calling him. His heart thumps hard. His chest is so tight.

"...hey."

"...hey."

And then... well, it's... it's just like the old days. But different. But still... that old feeling engulfs you and him during this phone call.

A phone call that starts at 1 AM and ends at 5 AM.

Dawn comes. When birds chirp.

And the two of you pass out while talking, the phone call still going. You wake up and see that he never ended the call after saying he would once you fell asleep.

#angst #tw: angst #geto #geto suguru #geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #suguru x reader #geto angst #geto x you #geto suguru x you #geto suguru x y/n #geto x y/n #jjk geto #jujutsu geto #jujustu kaisen #jjk fic #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk drabbles #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk imagines

[petsdenonne]

Accidental

(Part 2: Here)

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+, nudes, Fluff, Graphic sexual content, friends to lovers.

Word Count: 1,185

Summary: When you accidentally send something to Jason that you're not supposed to he doesn't react the way you were expecting.

Authors note: I read @dxckgrxsonx ‘s Dickpic!Jason x Reader series and it sent me absolutely feral 💕 I had to write something! Seriously, go read it, it’s amazing. Here, look, I even made it easy for you.

✨MASTERLISTS✨

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oh god.

oh god, no.

Surely you hadn't...no, surely not...

As your finger hovered over the screen of your phone you could see that you had in fact done what you hoped you hadn't.

You had accidentally sent a nude to Jason instead of the man you had meant to. Why did he have to message you then!? It had bumped your chat with him to the top of the list and in your pre-occupied haze you hadn't noticed the name and contact photo at the top of your screen before you sent the image.

Fingers moving quickly to unsend the photo before he saw- oh, no, please no.

The 'sent' under the photo had changed to 'seen'

Bile and panic rose up into your throat and you tried to swallow it down as you threw your phone onto the bed beside you. You had to see him tomorrow! Bruce had invited you to the stupid family BBQ that they hosted at the manor every summer, since your father had died Bruce had taken you under his wing causing you to be an honorary member of the Waynes. Maybe you could pretend you were sick, tell Bruce you had a cold or a stomach bug? no, he'd send Alfred over with meds and soup. Maybe you could fake your death and run off to Bosnia? No, he'd know. He was the Bat after all.

Maybe you could kidnap Jason and brainwash him, cause him to forget that he had seen it and then delete the image from the chat- ding.

Your phones text chime ripped your attention back over to it, wrapping yourself tightly in your duvet you reach over and gingerly bring the phone back towards you so that you can read the message. Whatever he was going to say you could deal with, you'd dealt with Karens during the Black Friday sales when you worked in retail and you were sure nothing could be worse than dealing with that. Preparing yourself mentally to deal with the embarrassment of having to apologise and grovel with him you throw the phone back down again in frustration, causing it to bounce off of the bed and onto the floor, the screen chipping, when you see that it was just a spam text.

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By the next morning Jason still hadn't acknowledged the photo in any sense, that was a good thing, right? You were both adults. Adults have needs.

Even so you wanted to avoid him as best as you could, planning to go out. Say hi to Bruce and Alfred, thank them for being invited again like every year, grab a plate of food, and then hide somewhere to eat it.

Walking into the manor, having unlocked the front door with your key, you headed through the halls until you reached the garden. A small radio playing the playlist of whoever had managed to jump onto it first. Saying your hellos and thanks you piled upon your plate with chicken and steak, as well as a few things from the table spread like a healthy portion of Alfreds homemade potato salad before retreating into the manor to find somewhere to eat it.

As you settled in the library, closing the door behind you to pace slowly in front of the bookcases as you ate, your eyes skimming the spines of the vast collection- ding.

oh for gods sake, you'd have to have your number removed from whatever spam list it had been put on, the amount of junk you were receiving was ridiculous.

oh.

Oh.

As you opened the text to block the number you see that it wasn't a spam text.

It was from Jason.

Jasons dick was taking up your whole screen, all 7.5 inches of it. Pubes neatly trimmed back and cared for. You could see every vein and god it was good.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Jasons voice broke you from your thoughts as he stood in the doorway behind you, damn Bruce and his perfectly oiled silent door hinges. Stepping towards you with a dark look in his eyes and a smirk on his lips "Ya' know, you sent me that at the most inconvenient time. Right as I was about to break a guys collar bone, sweetheart. How was I supposed to do that when all I could see was you? so alone. so wet. so needy"

"J-Jay..."

"What? Baby girl. So shy now, I saw the pose you were in. That screamed confidence. Where's that gone, huh?" The smell of cigarette smoke and leather and gun powder filled your nose as he got so close your back pressed into the case behind you, towering over you as he softly placed his finger under your chin and tilted your head up to look at him. Pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, then your cheek, your jaw, before he whispered into your ear "I want you"

Potato salad smushed into the carpet as you dropped the plate whilst trying to place it on a nearby surface but missed, you didn’t care, you’d clean it up later. All you wanted to do was get your arms over Jason’s shoulders as soon as you could. Mouths clashed together as he lifted you up by your waist, your legs wrapping around him as he carried you. Soft moans being shared as your lips worked together, his hands moving down to cradle your arse in his palms, fingers digging into the soft flesh through your jeans.

Placing you down to rest on the arm of the nearby sofa, hands were everywhere. His on you. Yours on him. Just trying to undress as fast as you could, both desperate for the embrace of the other. As soon as you were stripped off to an acceptable standard he grabbed you by your hips, turned you around, and bent you over the arm.

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Your walls fluttered and clenched around his cock as the thick veins dragged against you. One hand clinging onto your waist tightly, the other on the sofa next to you to support himself as he pumped into you. "Fuck, Sweetheart...would have done this sooner if I had known you'd feel this good..." he growled, digging his nails into your side to anchor you close to him, he had waited so long to hold you, to feel you, and he wasn't planning on letting you go any time soon.

"H-Harder...M-more.." You whined out, burying your face into the leather of the seat. Trying to stay as quiet as possible to avoid others hearing, the last thing you needed was for someone to walk in and see you with him, arse in the air as he pounded into you from behind, his balls slapping against your puffy sensitive clit.

Reaching forwards Jason grabbed ahold of your hair, yanking your head backwards so your face was out in the open and free. Leaning forward to growl into your ear as he made your back painfully arch against his chest "No, Don't you dare muffle yourself, I want them to hear me make you sing"

#Jason todd x reader #Jason todd x you #Jason todd x reader Drabble #Jason todd x you Drabble #Jason todd fanfic #jason todd fanfiction #Jason todd #red hood #dc #jason todd smut #red hood smut

[lahazywriter]

Singing My Sorrows (Reboot Wally x Reader)

A/N: This is part 2, to my previous (Reboot Wally x Reader). The character belongs to @bloodrediscream and some of the scenes are based off her artwork. Love your work! You're amazing. There are multiple POV's in this.

I chugged another shot down as tears spilled down my face. How could he do this to me? We spent 2 years together and he cheats on me! After everything I've done for him, the time I put into our relationship. I call over the bartender and ask for another shot. He slides one over to me, as soon as it touched my fingers I down it quickly. The alcohol burned my throat while my tears stained my cheeks. I bit my lips holding back anymore weeps. A soft sigh was made in front of me forcing me to look up at my server.

"You're going to drink me out of business if you keep this up." The bartender, Luka smiled down at me. He handed me a glass of water and some tissues. "Call it hindsight. but I knew you were too good for him."

I scoffed at the comment. "Yeah right." I take the water he offered me and slowly sipped on it. Luka has always been there for me. We've known each other since middle school, and I helped him open this place up once I graduated college. "Luka why haven't we gotten together? We've been friends together for so long it wouldn't even make a difference."

Luka gently patted me on the head. "Well, my sweet (Y/n) to put it simply. I'm very very gay."

My eyes welled up again and I face planted into the bar. My fist banging the painted wood. "It's not fair, I just want to be happy!" I looked up and picked up my shot glass giving it a little wiggle towards him. "Just give me the bottle."

Luka rolled his eyes at me but didn't argue. He had my card on file anyways, and I had more than enough money to pay for it. I already knew I was already nearing my limit so the bottle was more or less for show. I pulled out my phone and began looking through my contacts. I found my ex-boyfriend's number and proceeded to block then delete his number from my phone. He had been on there long enough. I went through all the pictures of us and deleted them. My heart felt heavy and my brain was dizzy. I hated feeling this way. I don't want to be sad anymore. I looked at the stage where the band was playing and then noticed the nearly empty crowd. I checked my phone for the time, it was almost 2AM. I glided my hands over my hair pushing it back and resting my hands on the back of my neck. Luka came back over to me cleaning a glass.

"Hey, I'm gonna close up soon. If you wait for me, I'll take you home."

I shook my head and tried to get up. "No. You've been making googly eyes at the drummer all night. I'm not cock-blocking your one night stand." Luka chuckled.

"I would rather you safe than me getting laid. Do you at least have someone to call to come get you?"

A small smile came onto my lips. At least someone cared about me. I looked through my phone contacts, scrolling through all the familiar names. Everyone I knew was either out of state or too far away. As I scrolled to the bottom of my contact page I noticed the saved number that I had yet to call. It had been 2 weeks since the meet and greet with the famed Welcome Home star, we had exchanged a few texts back and forth but nothing too meaningful. I clicked on his contact photo and looked at my autographed picture of him. I wondered if he was awake. The idea quickly left my mind when my phone was suddenly grabbed out of my hands. I quickly stood up to grab for it but my body failed me due to the alcohol.

"Does someone have a celebrity crush?" I felt warmth come to my face as I tried to regain my balance. "Ha that's too cute, he gave you his number on his autograph."

I reached for the phone again and Luka took a step back, the bar getting in my way. "Luka give it back please."

Luka looked at me and then back at the phone before giving me a knowing smile. "Oh you even texted him a little. Damn, girl you gotta work on your flirting. Sweetheart you've been single for how long?" He counted on his fingers and held them out to me. "2 weeks, and when did you meet this guy?"

I covered my face not wanting to answer. "The day I found out he was cheating on me." Luka nodded still holding my phone hostage.

"Well, maybe he can pick you up. It'll be good bonding time."

"Luka no, do not call him. If you press that button I promise you, I will throw a stool at you."

Luka looked at me with an evil grin in his eyes not caring about my promised threat. My eyes widened as I watched him slowly move his finger to the green call button on my phone. I began to raise a stool of the ground when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked behind me and saw the guitarist from the band, Mr. Romeo. He was an older gentleman, probably in his 50s who got roped into helping his grandson, the bassist. I remember when they first came into the bar and asked Luka for a gig, promising to bring in a crowd for the experience. Luka offered to pay them because of how good they turned out to be, but they all argued and just asked for free drinks and food.

"Hey, Mr. Romeo do you need something." I put the chair that I had begun to lift back on the ground.

"Would you mind doing some vocals with us Ms. (Y/n)? You know my grandson is always too nervous to ask you." He nudged me a little while giving his eyebrows a wiggle. A nervous smile came onto my lips.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Romeo I don't think I can. I've been drinking all night and I can barely walk straight. It wouldn'-"

Mr. Romeo shushed me and looked at the bar. He gave Luka a knowing look while putting his hand out. Luka slid him the bottle of Tequila I had been drinking out of. He grabbed my hand and placed the bottle in it with a big smile. Mr. Romeo went behind me and started gently pushing me towards the stage. "Nonsense, I know when you're drunk. Take a shot for every song and sing your sorrows. It'll be fun. I promise."

I rolled my eyes but stopped resisting and walked to the stage with him. I looked at the clock on one of the walls and internally sighed. At least the bar was about to close.

"You know I have a lag between my drinks."

Mr. Romeo just smiled ignoring my words as we walked up together. I sat the bottle of Tequila and my glass on the stool that was in the middle of the stage. I poured the liquid into my glass and quickly downed it as the music started playing. I felt my thoughts disappear and any doubts I had about coming up here. My nerves didn't exist as there was no one here to judge me and nobody I wanted to impress. The band started playing a generic pop song and as requested I sang the lyrics. Mr. Romeo was right, this was a fun and making me feel a little better. I began to move body and sway to the music, careful not trip over myself. The alcohol brought my voice out. I didn't care if it was terrible, off pitch or anything. I was too busy having fun to care.

~(o3o)~

Luca looked onto the stage with a bright smile on his face. He was happy you were doing something you enjoyed, even if you resisted at first. He did end up calling Wally as soon as you were on the stage, however he didn't answer. To his surprise, Wally called back shortly after. Luka wore a shit eating grin as he answered the call with no care of misunderstandings.

"(Y/n)'s phone how may I help you?" Luka spoke with a high tone customer serivce voice. He looked at you on the stage dancing, and bit back his excitement not wanting it to leak over the phone.

"Who is this? Where is (Y/n)?" Luka was surprised at how silky this man's voice was. Luka placed his elbows on bar, leaning his weight on them as he tried to picture the face Wally was making. Luka cleared his throat before speaking.

"Hi, this is Wally right?"

"Yes it is."

"Great! I'm a friend of (Y/n)'s."

"Uh-huh, that still doesn't explain why you have her phone. Where is she?" The voice sounded almost threatening, it sent a chill down Luka's spine. He shivered as if his body actually felt the cool feeling from Wally's tone.

"Well you see, (Y/n) is currently on stage singing and she needs someone to take her home as she is very drunk. I was wondering if you could do that for me?" A moment of silence went by before Wally spoke again.

"I'll come for her. Send me the address." The call ended as quickly as it started. It was sudden but Luka didn't mind, he shrugged and placed your phone in his pocket. He'd give it back to you once you were done enjoying yourself. He watched as you sang your heart out to these old and new pop songs. You always say you're never gonna go up on stage, but yet everytime you're up there you end up having the time of your life. Luka chuckled to himself while shaking his head. He moved to the tables of his usual late crowd and called cabs for everyone that was still here. The bar quickly became empty and it was just him, you, and the band left. He switched the sign to closed and went back to wiping down the tables.

The door to the bar opened, the sound of the bell causing Luka to look up. He saw a man on the shorter side with deep blue hair messily styled. He wore a white fitted t-shirt and black pants. His pants were accessorized with a maroon belt that bore a cute yellow smiley face on the buckle. It oddly tied the whole outfit together. If Luka wasn't helping you out he would've definitely tried his luck with who he assumed was Wally. Taking a seat at the bar Wally looked at Luka allowing him to see his jet black eyelids. He could understand why you liked him. He was hot. Luka fished for your phone from his pocket and quickly handed it off to the man.

"Here, so she doesn't forget it." Wally took the phone putting it in one of his pockets. Luka leaned towards Wally and pointed at you on the stage. "I give her 5 minutes before all the alcohol starts kicking in."

Wally irked an eyebrow. "Does she have a high tolerance or something?"

Luka laughed and shook his head. "Gods no. She has a very big lag though. She can start at 9 and it won't hit her until midnight. However, she's very good about keeping up with it so she doesn't get wasted."

Wally gave a knowing nod as he followed your movements on the stage. You looked sober from the way you were effortless moving on the stage and singing to the music. He locked eyes with you and gave you a small smile while waving. "She's pretty good."

Luka smiled placing a glass of water in front of Wally. "You should hear her when she's sober." Wally took the glass and took a sip. He suddenly began to choke on the water as he watched you take a pirate swig from a tequila bottle. He looked at Luka with a confused but amused look. Luka face palmed while pinching in-between his eyebrows.

After what felt like an forever, Mr. Romeo finally said last song. I felt relief flood my bones as I could finally take a break. I looked around the room and noticed a new figure sitting at the bar. My palms began to feel clammy as the figure smiled and waved towards me. My eyes widened as I recognized who it was. Before I could run off the stage, I felt a gentle nudge towards the stool. I looked behind me at Mr. Romeo who just shrugged and pointed at my mic. I looked at my glass that I hadn't refiled since the first song and instead went straight for the half full bottle. I took a huge swig of it before sitting on a stool in the middle of the stage. A familiar break up song started to play, but only one thought played in my mind on repeat. I'm going to kill Luca.

I steadily sat down in my chair as the song played. It was a fairly new break up song but man did it speak to me. I sang each and every note as right as I could. I made sure not to miss any lyrics and to stay on beat with the band. I looked behind me and Mr. Romeo and the rest of the crew were completely lost in the music they were making. As the noise died down so, did my voice and the song came to an end. There was a few claps from the only 2 people in the bar, I took a small curtsey and quickly went to exit the stage. I waved my goodbyes to Mr. Romeo and his group and headed for the stairs, not wanting to be in the way of packing up their equipment. Walking down the stairs proved to be a difficult challenge as that last drink had completely thrown me off balance. I felt my mind turn into mush, and slowly succumbed to the liquid poison. I tried to grab the handle but completely missed. I felt my knees buckle. I was going to fall, but before I could crash down the steps a pair of arms caught me.

"Nice song, you sang it like you wrote it." I looked down to see Wally staring at me with his sly grin and half lidded eyes.

I felt my face flush. I wanted to speak but no words came out. Wally held one of my hands as he helped me down the stairs, he wrapped his other arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer allowing me to lean my weight on him. I muttered a low thank you as he brought me back to my seat at the bar. Luka gave me a thumbs up as he poured me some more water. I pushed it away from me, letting the alcohol control my actions. Wally gently placed his hands over mine as he moved it to grasp the glass.

"Drink some water, and then I'll take you home."

I shook my head, and threw my hands in the air breaking our contact. "Never!" I giggle escaped from my lips as I stretched my arms into the air. I got up from my seat and pushed myself up to sit on the bar table. I crossed my legs and swung them from the edge as I hummed a tune. I felt a finger poke me in the back, I tilted my head back and looked at Luka. I felt my elbows buckle as I leaned backwards. Luka placed a hand on the edge of my back and gave me a gentle push foward. My body didn't resist and went with the motion.

"You're drunk go home."

"Am not. I am perfect."

Wally chuckled at my response and moved in front of me. He placed himself directly in line with my crossed legs, placing his arms by my sides caging me between them. Luka cleared his throat and said something about going into the back. I didn't really focus on it as my attention was drawn into Wally's eyes. They were a beautiful lilac color. I felt as if I would drown in them if I looked for any longer. I moved my hands from my sides and slowly placed them on Wally's cheeks. I squished his face in between my palms.

"Your eyes are so pretty, I feel like I'm being hypnotized."

"Can I hypnotise you to go home?" Wally gave me a small smile and placed his hands on my wrists. He cocked his neck to the side and gave me a concerned look. "How long have been crying for?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I moved my hands down from Wally's face and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled myself towards him, and leaned down placing my head in the crook of his neck. I just shook my head instead of responding to the questions. I felt my body losing itself to the warmth of his touch. I heard a chuckle as my eyes began to close.

~(-0-)~

Wally carefully lifted you up from the bar and felt you automatically wrap your legs around his waist, Wally fought back the smirk trying to sneak onto his lips. Luka came out just in time to see you off.

"Ah she became a backpack." Luka came up to Wally and gave your head a soft pat. He refocused his attention to the actor and handed him napkin with pen scribbled on it. He took it and shoved it in his pocket, careful not to move you too much.

"This is her address. It takes 15 minutes to walk there and even less to drive. Text me as soon as you get her home safely. My number is on her phone and she doesn't have a password." Luka's gaze turned serious as he spoke. "If you hurt her, I'll know. I will not hesitate to burn you to the ground. I don't care how cute you are."

Wally felt flattered and threatened at the same time. "Don't worry. She's safe with me."

Luka was correct, it took less that 15 minutes to drive to your place. Pulling up in your driveway, Wally looked at your sleeping face a smirk pulling at his lips. You were snuggled up with his jacket on you curled up against the passenger door. He pulled your phone out from his pocket, you had a cute background picture and no password. Swiping into your phone Wally texted Luka your status while also asking for the location of a spare key. Not a second went by before a response came in. Placing the phone back in his pocket, Wally got out of the car and focused on getting you into your home without waking you.

Setting you down on the couch, Wally fixed his jacket on you, covering your shoulders. You stirred and adjusted to the comfort of the cushions, but did not wake. Wally quietly moved away from you and headed into the kitchen. He grabbed a glass and filled it with water. He sat on the edge of the couch cushion placing the water on your coffee table. He had to admit it, you were an adorable mess. He moved a piece of fallen hair, tucking it behind your ear. His thumb gently caressed your tear stained cheek. You let out a heavy sigh and a smile formed. Wally removed his hand and took out his phone. He took a picture of your sleeping demeanor and set it as your contact picture. He leaned back into your couch with crossed arms and began to close his eyes.

He'd leave in the morning, for now he wanted to stay in the comfort of your company.

#welcome home #bloodrediscream #reboot wally x reader #reboot wally #x reader #fluff

[areyouafraidofdating]

“Moustache Steve” resurfaced and went all crazy (shocking?) on my DMs on tiktok the last day or two. The original story is a couple of years back but here’s a summary:

A guy from my past resurfaced and I wanted to warn women on dating apps about him. His name is Steve and we met on Hinge. He seemed okay from chatting / talking on there so I invited him to a comedy show (this was in 2021) and we had a nice time. Ended the night having a drink after the show and he immediately said he wanted to see me again and asked if I would hang out on the weekend. I was super surprised by this, he must have had a good time and liked me. Most of my recent first dates didn’t amount to much from meeting people off dating apps so this was refreshing. We decided to meet at High Park and walk around / hang out for the afternoon. Red Flag #1 he was irritated that I kept on commenting on all the cute dogs - mind you I asked if I could bring my dog and he said he likes dogs! He said “no don’t bring the dog so we can focus on getting to know each other, less distractions” so I was like, weird but okay. When we met he tells me he purposely brought me to the park as a “free date” because “women always fuck me over and make me pay for dinner or meals and then ghost me” (red flag #2)… we hang out a few hours and I am getting hungry. He tells me he has “food at home” and has plans later to go out with some friends to a comedy show and will catch me later. No biggie, I go home and think nothing of it. Over the next few days he starts texting and calling me at all hours of the day while I’m working and starts to have little meltdowns when I don’t answer or I’m busy. I tell him I’m working and wonder how he’s texting so much while he’s working? He told me he works full time but not to ask about it, another trigger or something? (Red flag #3) the texts and calls turn into voice notes. Really scary and aggressive sounding and I’m at the point past being polite and I suggest he seeks some mental health help from a professional and block / delete his number (and already unmatched on Hinge). Really creepy and scary and unstable stuff. Fast forward to earlier this week when I started to look at tiktok reels after quite some time of not using the app. He’s a suggested contact and apparently is following me on there? We never exchanged socials so I clicked on his profile where he has one weird video posted and nothing else. He DMs me “hey” and I decide to reply saying “hi” because why not. Maybe he’s going to apologize for being a nutcase? Maybe not. He proceeds to tell me he “figured we could go for a drink” and I replied “no thank you” politely again. The amount of replies (13+) I got after a polite no thank you signals to me that he’s not okay. Not stable. Shouldn’t be meeting new women if he’s still on Hinge or other apps and I thought I would warn all of you lovely ladies about him. Steer clear! He lives in Etobicoke, is about 32 years old and his name is Steve.

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[warmaidensrevenge]

You came. You called

Joseph Quinn x plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Ok this is gonna get intense.

Warnings: 18+ angst, fluff, heartache, and sexual situations.

Not proof read and no word count.

Part 5

😓

You woke up crying at the beautiful dream you had. It wasn't real. The life you dreamed of wasn't real. Your happiness was gone in an instant. You cried until you couldn't cry anymore. How was it that one person could make you feel all of this? Even after it's been 2 months since the breakup. You still got good morning and good night texts from Joseph. But you wished it would stop. He was making it incredibly hard to move on. Especially since his face was plastered everywhere. 

You got up and found Colin doing some school work. Your sniffles gave you his attention.

“Colin. It happened again.”

“Shit come here friend.”

You went to him on the couch and hugged him. 

“Which one was is this time?”

You wiped your tears. “ The one where I was pregnant.”

“Oh man. I’m sorry. What can I do?”

You took a shallow breath. “There’s nothing anyone can do. It’s just gonna take time.”

“I really thought he was gonna try after that night.”

“Why would he? He already made his decision...I just don’t understand how the universe allowed some people to meet, when there’s no way for them to be together. The truth is I laughed hard with him. I trusted him with my heart. He saw me. The real me....Why wasn’t I good enough Colin?”

“Okay bitch what we’re not going to do is shit on ourselves. So that’s enough of that. It’s not your fault that he’s being a shit for brains.”

“See I know this. But he just brings out all of my feelings. The good and the bad. Hearing his voice still gives me a warm feeling. I still get butterflies when I see his pictures. I read all of our old texts and saw how happy we were. He is still the first and last thing I think about before I go to sleep. I still have pictures of us and look at them and smile so much that my cheeks hurt.”

"THAT'S IT! GET YOUR ASS UP RIGHT NOW!"

You jumped when he yelled and got up pulling your hand.

"We are gonna burn his shit."

" No poop."

"Yes! It's the only way to move on. And block his number."

"Colin."

"No y/n. This needs to stop right now. You can't keep doing this to yourself."

You watched as he pulled every picture you had of you and Joe and shoved them into the small metal trashcan you had in your room. He grabbed the stuffed animals Joe gave you from his visits overseas. He went through your draws and took out the LAMDA shirt.

"Colin no. Not the shirt."

"Yes we need to get everything."

You followed him outside as he lit the stuff on fire. Tears ran down your face as you watched your time with Joe turn to ash. Maybe Colin was right. Maybe this is what you needed to get over him. You went back into your room after locking the door. You laid down looking at your phone. It was one o'clock in the morning. You sat there on Joe's contact info. Moving your thumb back and forth on the block and delete setting. You didn't want to and maybe you should have. But you just couldn't. Instead of blocking him you called.

The phone kept on ringing until you got his voicemail mail. You hadn't heard his voice in so long that you felt your heart sink. When you hear the beep you paused before you spoke.

" Hey it's me. I just wanted to see how things were. I hope everything is going well. I need to say something. Because chances are I'll never get a moment like this again. So this is everything I wanted to say. No one has ever gotten to me the way that you did. No one has ever made me laugh like you did. You were honestly the only one I saw myself happy with. You are my definition of love. And I would like to think if we never speak again, one day you'll look back on me as someone who wasn't scared of the future when you were by my side. I'd like to think that you'll remember me as someone who loved you, the best I could. I'd like to think that as somebody you could have spent your life with, if only I was honest with you from the beginning. If only the timing would have been right. If only we had worked just a bit harder. I'm sorry. But I got to let you go. I can't have you message me anymore. It's just too hard. Goodbye Quinn."

You hung up. " I love you." You deleted his number and cried yourself to sleep.

...

After the phone call Joe wanted to run to you. He wanted to tell you that he was being stupid and stubborn. But knowing that you were drunk he wanted to talk to you sober. He has planned on doing it soon but he has so much work to do. That he was gonna be out of the country the next few months. And as luck would have it that night when he punched Jamie he had broken his phone. So he had to wait for another one. He finally got a new one, three weeks later. And he immediately started sending you texts in the morning and night in hopes that when he came back you would talk to him and he would win you back.

It wasn't until the following day that he heard your message. He was distraught. He called you right after, but it went straight to voicemail. He called you none stop for an hour. When he couldn't get ahold of you he set so many messages that the screen was filled with a one sided conversation. Pleads, apologies, and begs for you to call him back filled what seemed like pages. He tried Colin but still no response.

That's when he sent the voicemail to Jamie. He called him just 2 minutes later.

"Joe are you a'right?"

He shook his head on the verge of tears. " No mate. Have-Have I lost her?"

" I...I don't know. Have you tried calling her?"

" She won't answer. Her and Colin cells go straight to voicemail and they are not reading my messages."

"I'm sorry Joseph. I think they might have blocked you."

" So she's gone now?" His voice broke

" I don't know. I will call her and see what's going on."

"Y-yeah." He said while hanging up.

...

You spent the following day out and about with Colin. You guys passed by this theater that was holding open auditions for The Walking Dead. Colin convinced you to go and try it out. You thought it would actually be cool to play a zombie. Ever since Joe you wanted to try new things. And though this was out of your comfort zone you wanted to do this. A small part of you would hope that Joe would see you and be proud.

Colin went first. He was reading a part that was for a new character. You had thought you guys would be zombies but when someone handed you a script you read over it. Your eyes were saucers. You were not expecting this. Your phone buzzed and you saw that it was Jamie. You were gonna answer it but they called out your name. So you turned off your phone to go out and did a reading.

You pretended to pull off a backpack and opened it. You looked up and the person who was reading.

It came so naturally that it surprised even you. I'm the beginning you were so nervous, but once you got to the monologue portion you just ran with it. You said your thank yous and went to wait with Colin to watch all the other performers. When everyone was done the producers called out names for the ones they wanted to read again and all the others could leave. When they call you and Colin you guys were so giddy. This time though they gave you a different script. You were to read the part of Adelaide. (Ada for short). It was a scene where the character was answering the 3 questions Daryl Dixon asked. The character was supposed to be his new love interest.

-

"How many walkers have you killed?"

"218. Well 219 after that one." You said nodding to the zombie you just saved him from.

"How many people have you killed?"

You pretend to pull out some smacks and fed it to his dog.

" 2"

" Why?"

You stood up and sighed. You brushed your nose with your index finger and looked up. Fighting back tears of anger and clenched your fist.

" And cut." The producer shouted. " alright Miss L/N we would love for you to join the cast. Would you like the part of Adelaide?"

" Because they raped and killed my sister. Using her body for bate."

-

" Ummm." You looked at Colin and he nodded. "Yes! I would like that very much. Thank you!"

You and Colin went out to celebrate. Now not partaking in any inhibitors you filled up on fries and milkshakes. You haven't eaten a carb for almost 2 years now. It was heaven. In the middle of celebrating you return Jamie’s call. After a brief conversation you told him about the role you just got. You asked him about Joe and he said he was fine. He asked for you to call him but you refused.

...

Jamie called Joe back after he hung up with you.

“Is she a’right?” Joe was concerned

“Yes Joseph she more than a’right. She just got offered a part in this show called The Walking Dead.”

What?

“But she’s scared of being on stage. I don’t understand. How is this possible?”

“I have no idea. But she seems very happy.”

She’s happy?

“Is she willing to speak to me?”

She is better off without me.

“Joe, I don’t think it’s the best idea. She’s been having a rough go around after the break up. Colin said she’s finally smiling again. Even eating normally now.”

“But I love her mate. I wanted to be with her since the phone call.”

“I know that. But I’m going to be brutally honest with you. Had you had no time in the past month to talk to her? I know you’re busy but we are all busy and still we sre able to make time for our love ones.”

“I wanted to talk to her face to face. Not over some messages or through a phone call.”

“Okay if that’s true why haven’t you come home to talk to her. I’m sure you had a free day or two.”

“It is true. And I wanted more than just a day with her.”

“Joe if you really wanted to be with her. No amount of time would have stopped you from seeing her. Every moment you spent with her would have been worth it. I know you love her. I was supposed to be your best man. But do you think that maybe you didn’t try sooner was because you’re still afraid of hurting her or have her get hurt again by someone else? Or maybe you think you don’t deserve someone like her?”

“I-I don’t know.”

Jamie sighed “ Okay let me ask you this. How would it make you feel if you never saw her again?”

He took a second before taking a deep slow breath. “It would hurt even more than it does now. I would be lost without her. My universe would collapse. I would rather walk this world alone if not with her.”

“Joseph, I know that this is how you feel but you never gave yourself time to actually consider how she feels about this. Of course you know she is madly in love with you. But after that call do you really think it’s wise to make her feel all the sadness again? Don’t get me wrong. I love her for you. But it seems to me that you are uncertain of what you want. You do know that there are some people that are just meant to be a season for you. A light to pull you out of the darkness. No matter how deeply you’re in love with that person or no matter how much you shared your heart. There will come a time where you have to say to yourself. Is the love we share worth sorrow. Is it worth all the tears. It was like she fell out of the sky for you. I believe that the best type of love is unexpected. You meet them by fate and it’s an instant connection and the chemistry you have is undeniable. You just talk and notice the way their lips curve when they look at you or the color of their eyes. You either feel insanely lucky or completely fucked. What I’m trying to say is I know the love you shared is worth it. But give yourself time to find each other again. Grow so that you can be the best for each other. Because when you finally do, nothing and no one will be able to tear you apart again.”

Joe knew now exactly what he had to do. And that was to let you go. Just so that you could come back to him one day. He was going to be better not only for himself but for you. He was going to be strong and he was going to work out his career so that he can be with you whenever he wanted. He would make sure that everything was ready for you when you came back. He is going to make you were safe and he was going to make sure that you would never question his love for you. That he will never be the reason you cried tears of sadness ever again.

...

It was the first few weeks of filming and man was Georgia hot. Everyone was incredibly nice. You had no idea how much went into making a series like this. You had loved the show and now you were a part of it. The make up looked so real on the zombies it actually scared the shit out of you. You were joined by more new characters than you thought. Bill Skarsgard had actually picked up a role too. It was a bit overwhelming at first but everyone made it as painless as possible.

You were in a total of 14 episodes with the promise of returning next season. Your scenes took about 3 months to shoot. Colin has gotten a role too but he died immediately. The producers kept him on as a zombie. Which was cool as hell..they wanted you to be comfortable and know you would be there alone, so they helped out with Colin.

Today was the day you had the sex scene with Norman Reedus. You were extremely nervous. Not because you were gonna be "having" sex on screen but this would be the first time you kissed anyone since Quinn. You still thought about him every day. You wished him well every morning and hoped he slept well every night. You still missed him very much but today made things change slightly.

The scene was shot and though it was weird, Norman was so sweet. His beard reminded you of when Quinns used to scratch you a bit. Kissing him was nice and though you guys didn't actually have sex. It was nice having someone that close to you. It was a good afternoon. Until it wasn't. You and Colin were having lunch when you guys overheard some extras talking about you and Quinn. Everyone knew about the incident. Everyone was so kind about it and no one brought it up until a month into shooting.

They were saying how you only got the spot because the director thought he could get Joseph to join next season as the new villain. Colin stood up from the table and went to approach the assholes. That's when Bill came and sat next to you with his sandwich.

* Hey that's not true. People here are so dramatic."

" Hey Bill. I know it's not. I just don't want everyone thinking that."

" Please, the people who actually matter don't think that."

You smiled at him and he returned it. Colin came back after giving the extras and earful. He was happy to see Bill and you talking and sitting so close to each other. Colin began flirting with him, making Bill laugh at his attempts.

" So I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me sometime?"

You thought Bill was asking Colin but Colin kicked you under the table.

"Oww what the-" you looked up from your food was met with Colin's eyes widened and slightly nudging to Bill who was looking at you with a beautiful smile.

You were at a loss for words. Today was definitely a weird one. " I uhh."

"Yes. She would love to." Colin answered for you.

You gave Bill a nervous smile before blushing and looking back down.

" She's shy huh?" Bill asked Colin.

" Just a bit but she's totally ok with hanging out."

"Um guys. You do know I can hear you right?" You said awkwardly.

" Well then say something bitch."

You kicked Colin so hard that he jumped. And Bill just chuckled.

"Umm dinner sounds nice."

Bill looked at you and smiled. "Great. How about tonight? My place?"

Shit

" Su-sure"

"Here give me your phone and I'll put in my number and the address of my hotel."

You handed him your phone and gave Colin a look. He was smirking at his success in getting you a date. When Bill was finished he handed back your phone and grazed your hand. You were flustered for a moment before receiving a text from Colin.

" Seriously how the fuck are you getting these damn actors? Do you have some magic vagina you forgot to tell me about?"

You ignored it and finished your lunch talking about the scene with Colin and Bill. You felt Bill's thigh pressed up against yours ever so often and it actually made you uncomfortable. You really didn't want to go out on a date with him. But now you were in it and you couldn't back out. Colin would've made sure you didn't.

You were getting dressed in the hotel room you and Colin insulted the way you were dressed.

" Please tell me you're not gonna wear that."

" What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

" Bitch you need to dress hot. And shave your damn legs."

"No! I'm not going to sleep with him."

" Why not?! He's so fucking hot!"

" Yes he is poop. But you know why."

" Fuck Joe. Just get it in. I'm sure Bill can make you forget all about him."

" I don't want to forget about him. I still love him."

" Yeah I know you do. But you need to try and move on."

" I know but I don't want to move on with anyone else. I just want to be alone."

" Well you can still be alone. Just hook up with him. I know your ass is horny. I hear the buzzing when you go into the shower."

"Stop it l. No you don't."

" Yes I do bitch. And it's cool. When you're gone I bust out my nine inch and go to town."

"EWW!"

" Shut up you know masturbating feels good. Don't deny it."

" I'm not. You're just over sharing."

" And? That's what we do."

You rolled your eyes and didn't change after all.

Dinner was pleasant. Bill was very nice. He asked what happened with Joe and you told him that you guys were on a break. You explained how you weren't interested in hooking up. Because you could tell that he wanted to. Though he seemed bummed he agreed to be just friends. Well for now he thought.

After 3 months of shooting you and Bill became close. Once Colin died in the show he went back home. Leaving you to the charms of a Skarsgard. You haven't stopped liking Quinn. But you also haven't started like Bill. So it was awkward to say the least.

...

It was a few months later that the season was released and you were beyond excited. The amount of love you got for being a plus size actress was incredible. Sure there were some haters but their comments were overshadowed by the love. Sometimes people would mention what happened with the incident but all were apologetic. There was even a fan page shipping you and Norman. Even a silly petition for you and Quinn to get back together. It was cute but it also hurt. You had seen that Quinn was hanging out with some models lately and it hurt. You thought that if you waited and stayed alone that one day your paths would cross and you guys could try again. But when you saw that he was working on returning to Stranger things. He wasn't going to be around. It took forever to film episodes so you knew he wouldn't be attending any Cons when the cast of The Walking Dead would have a table.

You hadn't seen him in months and you really hadn't been searching for him. You were just as busy as he used to be. Now you understood how he was able to get held back so often instead of coming home right away. Many interviews and photo sessions and promotions, you barely had anytime to yourself. It was okay though because you had Bill to count on when you felt home sick. He was really kind and patient with you. You knew he wanted more than just a friendship, but you couldn't give that to him just yet. After all this time you still weren't over Quinn.

You were in LA for a Meet and greet/Con when Jamie invited to his place for a small gathering. He was on a few days break while they filmed scenes without him. He told you that Quinn was in London visiting his parents. You were disappointed because you really missed him. You had started to forget how his voice sounded. How his touch felt. How soft his lips were. How his dick felt and it hurt you more than words could describe.

So you and Bill attended the party. You had missed Jamie so much. You held him so tightly that it brought tears to your eyes. You were gonna introduce Bill but him and Jamie were already acquainted.

" Günther, nice seeing you again." Jamie shook his hand and chuckled at one of Bill's middle names.

" Jimmy Jam how goes it?"

" it's going good. Mind if I borrow y/n for a moment."

He nodded and Jamie pulled you into the kitchen. Hugging you again.

" Oh love I have missed you."

" I miss you. How are things? How is Quinn?"

He let you go still with his hands on your shoulders. " Everything is fine. He's ok. Misses you."

You smiled sweetly. " I miss him."

" I know love. But what's going on with Skarsgard?"

You looked over to Bill and he smiled and waved at you. You return the wave with a grin.

" Nothing's going on. We are just good friends."

" Are you sure about that? The way he looks at you. Seems like he wants more than that."

You looked back at Jamie remembering the woman Quinns has been seen with.

" Well yes I know how he feels. He tells me. But I'm not ready. I just want my heart to heal before I take that step."

" So you like him then?"

" Umm yes and no." You said moving away from Jamie to get yourself a snack of cheese and crackers. " He's very kind and smart...but he's not Quinn. Don't get me wrong we have a lot of fun together. I just don't know how it will be when we are together.... I haven't been with anyone since Quinn and I'm not sure if Bill would still like me if we kissed. And what if he doesn't like my body?"

" That's ridiculous. You're beautiful. Any man would be crazy to not love you and want to be with you."

Your face fell and your heart sank.

Not Quinn though.

Jamie noticed your demeanor and put an arm around your shoulders. "He loved you as best as he could."

"I know. It's fine. I don't want to talk about him anymore."

The night was lovely and you and Bill left. Jamie called Joe right away.

" Joe I know you're visiting you mum. But there's a con in 2 days and you really need to be here."

" What? Why?"

" Just trust me. You need to be here."

Joe agreed and got on the first plane out. His agent scheduled him as a surprise guest appearance with Jamie and a few others who were off from shooting.

When you and Bill left he walked you to your room. Telling you he had such a good time and he wanted to take you out tomorrow. You agree and he suddenly gave you a kiss goodnight. You weren't expecting it and you were quite shocked to be honest. It was nice. Really nice. His was a very good kisser. You hadn't expected to be as into it as you were. But when he pushed you up against the door you had to stop. It was too much for you. He let up so you could catch your breath. After you did he gave you a gentle kiss and said his good nights before leaving with a huge grin on his pretty face.

When you went into the room you leaned against the door and touched your lips. Your eyes started to swell with tears. You closed your eyes to fight them and you were successful. Quinn didn't want you so it's time that you stopped wanting him. You went to bed that night while still touching your lips. The kiss was really good. But there was no spark. You didn't feel anything. That's when you knew you had to tell Bill.

The following day you broke it to him and surprisingly he took it very well. He said that he felt something but knew after the party seeing all Joe's friends would bring back old feelings. He apologized and said he wanted to remain friends until you were ready to be with him. You didn't know if that would ever happen but you did know you wanted him to be around. Maybe one day things could happen and a part of you looked forward to the day when loving Quinn wouldn't hurt so much.

...

It was Con day and you were so excited. You were answered questions left and right sitting between Bill and Norman. There were a lot of questions about you dating either one of them and you just laughed at the question and said the Normans lady would probably kick your butt. You didn't give an answer for Bill but that was ok. He put his hand on your lower back when a question about Quinn came up. He actually interrupted by saying we were here to talk about The Walking Dead. After about an hour or so you and the rest of the main cast went to do the meet and greet. You took loads of pics and signed as many autographs as you could until your hand hurt. Once you were out of things to sign you went to watch the table talk with the cast of Stranger Things. You and Bill stood in the back laughing at Jamie joking around with Sadie. About half way through the host announced a special guest.

" Give it up for Joseph Quinn!"

The crowd went absolutely bonkers. Your smile fell and it felt like your heart dropped to your ass. He wasn't supposed to be here. When he walked out he never looked so good. He was clean shaven and had that big beautiful smile you loved so much. When he said hello you felt butterflies in your stomach. You didn't notice you were holding Bill's hand. But it comforted you when you finally felt it. You wanted to leave but your feet wouldn't listen to you. You watched in aww as he addressed his fans. When he finally sat down he started answering questions. You saw him whisper to Jamie and he looked rather upset. But then the next fan went up to the mic cutting their little conversation short. Jamie found your eyes and gave you a small wave. You returned it with a thin lip smile.

" Hey Joe. I just want to say that I love you."

" aww thank you" he replied with a grin.

" umm did you know that y/n was added to the cast of The Walking Dead?"

" Erm yeah I heard about it. She was really good in it."

" How did you feel when you saw her making out with Norman Reedus?"

He laughed nervously not wanting to answer. You squeezed Bill's hand tighter when the fan said your name.

" Hey let's go." Bill whispered in your ear.

You finally were able to move your feet when a few members of the audience started saying your name.

Shit.

" She's here right now Joe." Someone said.

" Where?" He got up and shielded his eyes from the stage lights.

That's when his eyes found yours. His big brown fawn eyes were just slits now from the big smile he had on.

" Y/N!" He shouted and ran off the small stage towards you.

You looked up at Bill and he gave you a smile. " It's gonna be ok. I'm right here if you need me."

You nodded and looked back at Quinn who was just a few feet away. He noticed you were holding hands with some guy that looked familiar. He was a bit upset when he saw that but once he saw your sweet soft smile it was pushed away to the back of his mind.

You let go of Bill's hand and shortened the distance to Quinn finally standing at arms length you guys grinned at each other.

" Ello sweetheart."

" Hi Quinn."

You guys stood there for a moment before you heard Jamie say to hug. You both laughed and did. The crowd cheered so loud you actually flinched. Joe felt that and pulled you closer. He was smelling your perfume while you breathed in his body wash. Maybe the hug went on for too long but neither one of you cared. It felt so good to be in each others arms again.

" A'right guys. The show must go on." Jamie interrupted. When you guys broke apart you saw Jamie smirking at his plan being a total success.

" Please join me for dinner tonight?" Joe whispered in your ear, giving you one last squeeze.

" Tell Jamie to get ahold of me and we'll work something out." You said hugging him back.

He nodded and went back upstage getting cheers.

You went back to Bill and walked out to the lobby. This conversation was definitely going to be awkward.

" I'm sorry that happened y/n."

" Don't be sorry. It was all Jamie. He likes to meddle." You said with a bit of nervousness in your voice.

There was this awkward silence as you walked back to the area where you guys arrived.

" I'm gonna have dinner with him tonight."

Bill looked at you and was obviously worried.

" Umm okay?"

" I'm sorry it's just. I need to know where I stand with him. It's been so long and at the end of the day. He's still my friend."

" You don't need to explain. I get it. But I'm glad you told me. I really like you and I know this is hard for you. But you need to know what's going on with this. Because I want all of you. I don't want to share your heart with someone else."

Oh fuck this isn't good.

" Just please don't do anything to wreck the progress you've made. You've been so strong. Don't let your feelings do something you're going to regret."

"I won't. I promise." You gave him a hug. You have to be strong for your sanity. You had to fight every urge to want to be with Quinn. Because Bill was right. You have come so far and your heart was just about fixed.

No matter what you were not going to sleep with Quinn.

...

When Joe left you he looked back and saw you with Bill leaving. He was jealous. When he sat back down he had a look of annoyance. He no longer wanted to answer questions. You were more beautiful than ever and he wanted to be with you.

Did you move on with him? Did you not love me anymore? You said you would wait.

Jamie put a hand on his shoulder noticing he's state of anger and sadness. He leaned over and covered the mic with his free hand.

" They are not together Joe. But you need to act fast." He whispered

Joe was still annoyed but he felt better knowing that you weren't seeing that attractive man. But he couldn't help thinking about what Jaime meant by acting fast. Was he losing you again? No he couldn't lose you again.

Never again.

-

He ended his appearance early so he could try and find you but you were already gone. He couldn't wait until tonight to ask you to try this again. Because this time he was ready.

He was staying with Jamie due to the short notice of him coming. When they finally got back he had so many questions for him. He and Jamie sat on the couch talking.

" Who was that guy?"

" uh that's Bill Skarsgard."

Skarsgard?

" Oh the guy from it."

" Oh yeah."

" What's going on with them?"

" uhh nothing...yet."

" What do you mean yet?"

Jamie hesitated to answer. " He's trying to be with her. She told me he kissed her the other night."

Joe's heart fell. " Did...did she kiss him back?"

" Joe.."

" Did she kiss him back?!"

" Yes"

" Fuck!.... no!"

" But Joseph, she said she felt nothing. She said she still loves you."

" Then why would she kiss him back?"

" Because she needed to see if she had feelings for him."

" Well obviously she does. She was holding his hand at the event."

" She was?"

" Yes! What have I done? Did I take too long?"

" No she misses you. That's why I said you need to act fast. I don't want them to get any closer than they already are. You guys are supposed to be together"

" What do I do?"

" Common Joe. You've been waiting so long. You know exactly what to do. You know exactly what to say. Just do it. Stop second guessing yourself. I'll make myself scarce tonight. Just please don't have sex anywhere but the guest bedroom."

" We are not having sex. I made a promise that we will be married before we do."

" Well good luck with that." Jamie got up and headed towards his room. " There is a box of 36 count of magnums in the bedside table. Feel free to use them all. I know you will"

" We are not-"

" Whatever you say Joseph. Maybe do that elbow thing." Jamie smirked and left.

We can't have sex. We shouldn't....But fuck I want to.

Joe had hooked up with only one person since you. But it was a mistake. He was in Ireland doing a music video and he was completely drunk off his ass. One of the pretty girls there that looked a lot like you was flirting with him. One thing led to another and he found himself in the pubs stall getting the absolute worst head. The only reason he came was because he pictured your beautiful full lips wrapped around his cock. Your beautiful eyes looking up at him with such love and lust he couldn't take it. He came quickly as he could and left feeling like a complete ass. Even though it was a mistake he knew what he was doing and he felt like he cheated on you. For weeks he beat himself up for it. And he still did. But today when he saw you all he could do was feel guilty. He planned on telling you tonight in hopes that one, you wouldn't hate him after and two that it would set the mood to not take you and make love to you on every surface on Jamie's house.

He was so flustered in the kitchen that he burned almost everything. He had planned on making you roasted chicken and sides when he kept setting off the fire alarm. He was so damn nervous that he just opted out and ordered takeout. It's not what he wanted but he had to. Time was moving against him without mercy.

He had just finished setting the table when he heard the front gate buzz. He went to the security monitor and saw you in a rental. He opened the gate and went outside to meet you. You pulled up and got out of the car. You were wearing anything particularly seductive or revealing. Just a plain black flowy skirt that was just above the knee with a white top that fitted you just a bit snug around the breasts, with sleeves that went down to your elbows. You had a silver necklace with a ring on it and your hair flowed freely. You looked so good that he wanted to take you on the roof of your rental. But when you smiled at him all he wanted was to kiss you.

" Hey Quinn."

" Ello sweetheart. You look lovely."

You hugged him with your arms under his. It still felt like home in his embrace. You guys stood there for what seemed like mere seconds but was actually a good ten minutes before Joe pulled away.

" Common my love. Dinner is getting cold."

You nodded and let him lead you in holding your hand. He pulled out the chair for you and took your keys setting them on the kitchen counter. You looked down and saw your favorite take out place in LA.

" How did you know this was my favorite?"

Joe grinned. " Jamie asked Colin."

" Oh I didn't know they talked. That's cute. Colin is in love with him."

" Really? Hmm maybe we should get them together."

" What? Jamie's not-"

" Well not completely. He's bisexual."

Your eyes widened and you couldn't believe you didn't know that.

" Yeah I know. He's very good at hiding it." Joe basically read your mind.

He sat down next to you and started to serve you and him. You watched happily only wishing he cooked instead. You missed that so much.

" Sorry I tried making dinner but I kind of burnt it."

" Quinn did you suddenly get telepathy or something?"

He chuckled. "No l. Why do you ask sweetheart?"

"Because I swear I was just thinking about how I missed your cooking."

He looked over to you and pressed his lips into a cute smile. He put down the serving spoon and pulled your hand into his rubbing circles with his thumb on the top.

" I'm glad I can still do that."

"Glad that you could still do what?" You said while looking down at your hands. You move your fingers and interlock them with his.

" Still be able to know what you're thinking. Without asking."

You closed your eyes and smiled sweetly. "I'm glad too."

After a brief moment of comfortable silence Joe's heavenly voice was deep and soft.

"Let's eat shall we?"

"Yes I'm starving." You said not letting go of his hand.

You guys had a great meal and an even better conversation. It was if you guys never had broken up. You clung to each other with every word that was said. After you helped Quinn clean up the kitchen so that Jamie wouldn't be upset with the mess that Quinn made. You moved as if you were still living together. Afterwards you guys settled on the couch.

" So how is it being the new face of The Walking Dead?"

" It's undescribable Quinn. I love being an influence to all the big girls out there. Letting them know that they can be anything they want to be."

" It's brilliant. That feeling you get."

" Yes. I know now why you love it so much."

It was getting late and all you wanted to do was kiss him. You wanted to see if you guys still had that spark. By the way you guys were tonight it seemed to still be there. But you needed to know for sure. You needed to know where your place was in his life. If you still had one that is.

" Quinn what are we doing here?"

He smiled. "We are getting reacquainted love. I have missed you so much. I love how happy you are."

You returned his smile with a small but sweet one. "I've missed you too."

There was a moment of awkwardness when Joe spoke up.

" May I ask you a question?"

" Sure."

" Why did you block my number?"

You stood silent for a second nervous about answering. "I uhh need some space. I needed time away from you. The texts you sent weren't helping me get over you."

" You're over me?"

" Umm I... yes and no."

" What?! Why?! It's because of that guy right?"

" What? Bill..God no he's just a friend okay."

" Really? So you just kiss all your friends?"

Fucking Jamie man.

" Hey that's not fair."

" What isn't? That you said you would wait for me and then go kiss another bloke when you had the chance." Joe wasn't holding back his punches not this time.

" That's not ok. You don't get to use a meaningless kiss against me. What about the girl in Ireland huh?"

"She was a moment of weakness and I'm sorry. But how-"

" Common Quinn, do you really think someone giving the famous Joseph Quinn a blow job wasn't going to get out? Come on you're not dumb. Besides yeah it did hurt me but I don't hold it against you, because we weren't together."

" But I wanted to be."

" Seriously?!" This conversation now was just pissing you off. You stood up and fought back the tears that made their way to the surface. " Then why the hell did you break up with me?"

" Sweetheart you know why. I had no-"

" Choice." You cut him off. " Really?! If you loved me you wouldn't have hurt me so bad."

" I never meant to hurt you. I was just doing what's best for you. Don't take it personally. I love you" He said standing too.

You scoffed. " Don't take it personally? Are you joking? Of course I took it personally, you want to know why... Because I would have never done that to you. I didn't want to be without you. I cried for you, and I hated it, I hated what you did to me. I hated what you said. I hated you....I hated you because I would have chosen us no matter what. And you took that away from me." The tears finally escaped.

" What do you want me to say? I can't take it back. I wish I could. What do you want me to do? I want to fix this. We need to fix this. Because I rather do whatever it takes to make this work. I don't want anyone else. There is no one else for me." His voice broke and the threat of tears came.

" I want you to say I'm the reason for the random laughs. That I'm the reason for all the smiles. The reason you get so happy being on your phone, even though you are barely on it. I want to be the reason you're happy and that you look towards a future with endless possibilities and embrace them...with me."

" But you are all those things to me and more. You have been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I belong to you. My heart tells me that you are the best thing for me and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You have me. You could do anything you want with me and I would let you. You can ask me for anything and I would go through hell to make sure you're happy. I love you more than you could ever know. And that's okay because we didn't ask for this. But I'm so happy that we got it. Because now I can't imagine my life without you."

" How can you say that Quinn? After all this time. Not once have you tried to come back to me. Now what are you afraid to lose me. Is keeping me on the back burner now not enough for you?"

He closed the distance and cupped your face. " Now y/n this is enough. I'm done arguing and I'm done being apart from you. I understand that it's been hurting you that we have been apart for so long. But it's killing me. And I'm finished. I refuse to spend another moment without you. So come back to me."

" You have NEVER been on the back burner! You could never be. Don't you get it? I've decided on you" he came closer until he was just a foot away from you. "You're eyes are the ones I want to get lost in, your voice is the one I want to hear for hours on end. Your smile is the only one I cannot resist. I want you to be the only one my arms wrap around. It's you who I want, you who I choose."

You grabbed his wrist and pulled them off. You held one of his hands and looked at them. You turned your gaze upwards to meet the big beautiful eyes you missed so fucking much. You put your free hand under his ear to hold his face still as you got on your tippy toes and kissed him with such passion that you could feel his tears fall on your cheeks. You weren't sure if they were from heartache or from sheer bliss. Either way it was the best kiss you and him shared.

As you guys kissed the world melted away. The love that once seemed lost was found. You guys entangled yourselves in each other. Trying to get as close as possible. You sank to the floor with Quinn on top of you. His hands touching everything he possibly could, while yours embedded themselves in his hair and under his shirt on his back. The warmth between your legs increased as he pushed up into you. Making your skirt fall down and up to your waist. You could feel his erection against the thin layer of your nude color panties.

He kissed down your neck sending chills down your spine and making your core slick. A low moan left your chest and he kissed your collar bone and moved his hand down to your aching sex. As soon as he touched the bundle of nerves you arched your back and scratched his. Making him hiss at the pain/pleasure.

He grunted in frustration as he felt how wet you were, because he knew he should stop. He wanted you. He needed to feel you. But he shouldn't. And with all the pretty noise you were making that he had forgotten made it hard for him to stop. So he wasn't going to. He got to his knees and eye looked over at you. Eyes full of need and love. Your beautiful smile made his heart pound against his ribcage. He pulled off your shoes and went straight for panties. His eyes never left yours. He put your soaked garment in his back pocket and lifted your knees. He got comfy on his stomach and pulled your legs over his shoulders. The most beautiful pussy he's ever seen was right in front of him. He could feel your thighs quiver from anticipation.

"God sweetheart. Don't ever keep this way from me again."

" I would never do that." You sighed. " I'm not one who kept themselves away for us."

He looked up to meet your eyes. His was filled with sadness and so were yours.

" Never again okay?"

Your words brought happiness to him again.

" Never again."

He kissed your inner thigh and was about to send you into your own personal heaven when Jamie walked in.

" No. Oh Joe no. What did I say about keeping it in the guest room?"

Joe jumped up and sat with his back towards the lower part of your body trying to cover you. His hand came back pulling down your skirt as best as he could. You on the other hand were frozen from embarrassment covering your mouth.

"Hello y/n looking as beautiful as ever."

You blushed and sat up not looking at him.

" We're sorry mate. Uhh things got out of hand."

Jamie raised his brow. " I see that."

" Sorry Jamie." You finally said getting to your feet with Quinn following suit.

" It's fine love. I'm just glad to see you back together. I'm even happier knowing what I said to Joe earlier happened." He smirked

" What was that?"

" Oh don't worry about it sweetheart. Jamie is just being delusional."

" Is that right Joseph?"

" Yes mate!"

Jamie laughed." A'right I'll leave you two love birds to it. If you need more condoms let me know."

"Jamie!" Joe yelled

Jamie snickered and disappeared into the hallway.

Joe turned to you and held you as you guys laughed.

" I uhh should get going."

" What? Why?" Joe's voice had sadness in it.

" Umm well it's late and I don't want to do anything while Jamie is here."

" Then I'll come with you."

You gave him a quick but soft kiss. " No. Let's just take the night to go over everything. Come see me in the morning and we will have breakfast."

Joe pouted but agreed. It was probably for the best anyways. He walked you out to the car and gave you a long hug and kissed you deeply. He felt your hand reaching for his back pocket and he grabbed your wrist.

" No no my love. Those are mine now."

You giggled giving him one last hug before opening the car door.

" I love you Quinn."

His grin reached from ear to ear. " I love you y/n"

He watched as you drove away wishing you safe travels. He skipped back inside and got ready for bed.

As soon as you got into the parking lot of the hotel you called Colin.

"Poop, guess what happened?"

" oh I know. Jamie just told me."

" Really?!"

" Oh yeah. We've been texting all day."

' Oh yeah?"

" Yes bitch he is so fine. But anyways did you guys fucked already or what?"

You got off the elevator and started down the hall to your room.

" No. But Jamie caught us before Quinn could go down on me."

" Aww man stupid Jamie."

" It was so embarrassing." You said while turning the corner. You stopped.

" So I'm assuming Joe didn't go back with you?"

You were quiet for a moment.

" Hello y/n."

" Umm Colin let me call you back."

" Bitch what?!"

You hung up the phone and looked down the hall. Bill was sitting next to your door holding flowers. When he saw you he stood up and smiled.

Shit

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@salenorona23 @browneyes528 @e0509

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[diamondluxesugar]

Hi so I’m really going through it atm and would appreciate some input/advice please💕 so i just found out that the guy I was talking to for a year long distance has had a gf all this time...the girl reached out to me calling my phone and I knew immediately it was weird that a Miami number was calling me...anyway she was wondering who I was because she said she saw my number on her boyfriends phone...I told her everything then sent her screenshots to confirm. While I was sending her them, the guy was texting me and then I called him and was like “you have a girlfriend” and he goes “you had a dating app” then hung up and blocked me...I don’t understand this because why would he cheat with me for a year just to block me when the girlfriend found out?? She said they broke up too...I’m just so hurt. She also blocked me after telling her everything so I can’t ask her if they are actually broken up or not...I tried calling him many times a weeks after from No Caller ID and he texts me “stop fucking calling, how it’s clearly over, to move on, stop being so obsessed” I denied it but I was just so hurt especially because he’s lied to me and led me on for what?? Why do this to me when we’re long distance why hurt me like that? Anyway, like 2 weeks later called me many times kept telling me to call him so did he goes “just wanted to apologize clear the air sorry you had to go through all that” and I was like “ok” then before I could say more he hung up and blocked me....then like 2 weeks after that messaged me “yo, kept calling me and I told him I couldn’t talk that I was at work at he goes “right” and I was like “I am” and he goes “bet” and I was like “what” and he goes “forget it” and I was like “?” Then he emphasized it...then I said I could talk later and he liked the text then I sent him “If you’re going to be rude and upset me then we don’t need to talk. You’ve really hurt me a lot. I didn’t know you had a girlfriend all this time so would have never even come to Miami to begin with to see you...that is gross. you putting me in the middle hasn’t been fair especially being that you’ve lied to me so much, made my anxiety way worse we’ve just hookup and you’ve left me every time being blacked out and all and could have died..... I really don’t understand why you would do that to me...or this girl really. You’ve wasted my time and money and don’t know why you would think that is okay....” then he emphasized that we would talk later but then when I tried to call him blocked again....why is he doing this?? Then I just stopped calling him for 2 weeks then this last Monday he calls me 3 times in a row, texts me “yo” then within 15 minutes blocked me before I could answer him..why is he doing this? I don’t understand and then blocking me....I left him alone so I’m really not understanding I’m also not understanding why he blocked me when the gf found out but would do this to me for a year....

My question is, why haven't you blocked him? He's getting off on being able to contact you. You need to completely remove him from your life. Block him on everything. All social media platforms, his phone number, everything. Whenever a phone call from an unrecognized number comes in, immediately block and delete it from your call log.

I agree with him, you're obsessing over him, KNOWING that he was intentionally hurting you for more than a year at this point. You're only going to keep hurting yourself by interacting with him and by entertaining the thought of him and this girl.

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[keystone8379]

Oh, brother...

Regarding Kirby Fighters 2, the game has put me in contact with some of the best people I've ever met. I've been friends with many of the community members for years now and even though I don't play the game very much anymore, it has undeniably changed my life for the better.

It has also put me in contact with some of the worst people I have ever met, and I want to preface this post by saying I've gotten permission from the involved people to post this, and that they'd understandably like to remain anonymous. I think the story is funny enough to tell though.

So New Generation, my arcadian bracket puts celicaandkingdedede on the map, usually just called Celica (he/him) but now goes by 'The number 1 fan of Sonic music' on discord. A bold claim but I respect it. But I digress. Celica was good at the game. Like REALLY good. He pushed Dedede further than anyone thought was possible and was really friendly and popular within the community to top it off. They were also super into the game while they played it.

This post is not about Celica.

One day, Celica's brother joins the server and immediately starts being an annoying child. I can't stress how much of a bitch this guy is. One of the very few people to get server muted on VC, called the community a cult, and a fan of mortal kombat and jump force. Eventually they find out about CE and start bothering Firubii about what they want added. Fun.

Where this guy gets actually fucking insane is when he starts bothering another server member in DMs and eventually finds out something personal about them. Instead of respecting their privacy like, you know, a normal human, this psycho holds this info over their head to scare the person into tsundere roleplay. To be honest, I should have just banned him then and there because law enforcement has a name for that, and it's extortion.

The point is, celica's brother got blocked by the person, but he still stayed in the server and signed up for a tourney. Obviously, he got stomped, threw a tantrum, DM'd me the personal info, and got banned. And that was more or less the end of that.

Oh, I almost forgot. Celica and his brother share a switch, and one day we see Celica tweet this.

Eventually we find out that it was celica's brother posting this to his account, which is why the tweet was deleted. Extremely funny but if anyone posted something to my socials without my consent I'd be unbelievably angry.

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[amysubmits]

hi there, please advice me what l should I do. Thanks alot, big supporter here ❤️❤️

my Daddy and I have been together for over 2 years, before my Daddy I had a friend with benefits. when my relationship started my Daddy requested that me and the fwb dont talk anymore at 1st i said we are just friends and there will be no more benefits so i want to continue being his friend my Daddy said okay. a month or two after that the fwb was flirting with me so when I told my Daddy about that, he told me to end it off with him and block him.

since then the fwb has been trying to contact me for over a year, he just keeps texting me occasionally like on holidays, or every couple of months. i guess last time was like the 7th or 8th time. when the fwb texts me I always tell my Daddy, and this last time Daddy got upset and I did too because the fwb keeps coming back even tho he isnt welcomed and I made that perfectly clear. I blocked his number and on social media. but there is this app that doesnt block him, i tried twice and he is still able to text me. I kinda dont wanna tell my Daddy that he texted me again, cause I know he will get pissed, not at me but at the situation. I also kinda don't wanna keep ignoring him because assuming he will text again and that I will have to keep ignore, or should I just give him crap and talk shit to him to push him away, or just ask my Daddy to deal with this situation.. I don't know what to do..

side question: I could not find the instructor's account, i know you share his content. was wondering if you know if his account was taken down?

Hello,

I'm sorry that this person won't leave you alone.

I think you should definitely tell your Daddy that you were texted again, though. I think being open and honest is the best way to deal with the situation. Even if your intent is to just protect your Daddy from being upset by the situation, it could seem shady to hide it from him. If you decide that you think it would be best to say something to him to try to get him to leave you alone, I'd just talk to your Daddy about that, too. Keeping open communication with your Daddy will keep this from becoming a problem between young guys, and instead can be something you deal with together.

144 had his account deleted by Tumblr, so he made a new account and then some stuff came out in the community about him and he decided to leave Tumblr. I did a post on it here that goes over the basics.

#asks

[nrth-wind-a]

✿ (@ Tim?)

5 + 1s: ✿ - five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did II Accepting

Folder: The Inertia Files… Access Granted.

File 1: First Contact

January 30th: Text Received: “Guess who?” Attached: [An image of a blond with Bart’s face]

It wasn’t hard to guess.

Text Sent: “Inertia. How did you get this phone number?”

Text Received: “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

There was a middle finger emoji at the end. No text was sent back.

Tim sighed, setting down his cell. So Inertia had his phone number, now. And not one of his burner numbers, at that—he had his actual, personal phone number.

Very few people in hero circles, and even fewer in villain circles, had that number, so he could only guess how Inertia had gotten it. He had a few theories, ranging from something normal like, he asked the right person for it, all the way to, he hacked Tim’s cell just to be a dick. The problem was that the extreme theory was just as viable as the mundane—and, frankly, in their lives, he’d probably believe the more incredible idea faster.

At any rate, he had it now, and Tim really didn’t want to go through the steps of getting a new number, especially if Thad could just find out that one, too, and if he’d hacked his phone to get it, then blocking him would do no good. Besides… Tim could probably use this to his own advantage anyway.

So that was how Thad Thawne was not only not blocked in Tim Drake’s phone, but he was added to his contacts. For a bit of private revenge, Tim put him in as “great value bart,” which made him chuckle.

Although, it was almost non-private revenge. Tim screenshotted the jerk’s contact page, with the name there, and his profile photo, which Tim had stolen off the internet, since the selfie Thad had sent was far too flattering for Tim to use—and he almost sent the file, along with the little smirking emoji from his keyboard.

But, hm... He didn’t want Thad to think he’d somehow gotten under his skin, and if he really wanted to make Inertia squirm, maybe not answering him back was the better choice…

Tim detached the picture from the empty text, and then set his phone down, moving his attention to Lonnie’s latest cipher, wondering why on earth his friend decided that he was the best one to check it for holes, considering that Steph’s talent for decryption far outclassed his.

He managed to work at it for another thirty minutes, before deciding that he had to give in, because his mind was still struggling with the Thad Thawne puzzle, unable to put it down.

So he drafted one more text. 

“Why did you contact me? What was the point?”

But, rethinking it entirely, he deleted that text, too, and ducked downstairs to his nest’s training platform. If he wasn’t going to get any thinking done, then maybe he could at least run through his bo forms, instead.

Happy new year, Tim Drake. A murderer has your cell phone number.

File 2: Another Day, Another Bird

March 7th: Text received: [blank]

Attached: [A picture of Inertia flipping off the camera]

No text was sent back.

Tim raised an eyebrow at the photo. It wasn’t unexpected from Inertia; he seemed to despise Tim as much as Tim did him, and their recent fights had done nothing to assuage that hatred—so much so that it only seemed like it had grown stronger. Which thus resulted in the occasional vitriolic message or picture, meant to remind him of said detestation.

This wasn’t really a problem for Tim, if he was being honest. He very rarely responded, if ever, and usually it was with a simple “okay,” or—in one instance, which had made him smirk at the thought of the speedster’s reaction—a thumbs up emoji.

And it wasn’t that he liked the texts, or anything. That wasn’t it at all.

But he did start to anticipate them—not hoping for them, per se, but folding them into his daily life all the same. In fact, it was starting to feel like his routine without them would be weirder, now.

So, when this image arrived, it was very nearly welcomed. His suspicion giving way to an amused smile, he started to type, “I was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me,” when he immediately caught up to himself and backspaced rapidly.

What the hell was he thinking?

File 3: Red Hood Should Have Shot Him. It Would Have Been Funny.

May 15th Conversation Log [13:36 – 14:14]:

Inertia: Look. I know you hate me, and I hate you, but I have to ask: What the ever loving fuck is wrong with you Gothamites?! You have put up with some grade A freaks in this city.

Red Robin: What are you even doing in Gotham? Red Robin: Actually, Red Robin: Do I wanna know? Red Robin: Answer in tweet length or less. Red Robin: Preferably less.

Inertia: I have a life. Fuck off. Inertia: That short enough for you? Inertia: How do you have friends if you’re this much a control freak?

Red Robin: Think you can take that life back to Keystone? Red Robin: Like, for real; I really don’t wanna hear another rant about metas in Gotham Red Robin: Seriously, it happens every time one of you shows up-- do you know how often one of you shows up? Red Robin: It’s like one of you is always here.

Inertia: I’ve got friends here I like to keep up with like a /good friend/. Inertia: Hmm…or do you not know what that’s like? Inertia: Control Freak. >:P Inertia: Seriously? I thought you guys just dealt with freaks who make very questionable choices in their lives? Or relied on tech, or something like that?

Red Robin: I was about to ask how you’re responding so quickly, but. Duh. Red Robin: Anyway, what do you care about my social life? I have plenty of friends; I just don’t feel the need to remind everyone every few seconds. Red Robin: mean it’s almost like you’re trying a little too hard. But what do I know? I’m secure in all of my friendships. Red Robin: And we do, mostly. Why? Who did you run into?

Inertia: Duh. Indeed. Aren’t you supposed to be the smart one of the bunch? Inertia: I don’t really. I just like annoying you and taking jabs at you. It’s fun to make people squirm and second guess. Because, really, you don’t know what people think of you. Maybe your friends are holding grudges over some of the things you do or have said. Inertia: You really over estimate how much I care. Inertia: No one freaky. Ran into that Red Hood guy once though.

Red Robin: So like, how slow do you have to go to text like a normal person? Red Robin: And honestly, whether or not I’m the ‘smart one’ really depends on the day. I’ll give you that info for free, if only so that the next time you think you need someone with a brain, you don’t come looking for me. Red Robin: And yeah, I guess they could be holding grudges, but they still come meet me whenever I wanna hang out so :/ Red Robin: Anyway, I’m surprised you lived past meeting Hood. Must not have been much of a threat in his eyes, huh?

Tim didn’t mind all that much when Thad stopped replying, except—okay, for a moment, he was worried, since Inertia’s first text had implied that he was in danger of some kind. Tim tried to tell himself that he was only worried because he didn’t want someone offing Inertia before he could put him through the justice system, but he would be lying if he said that that excuse didn’t come to him until later, when he thought he needed one.

In the moment, rather, he’d just finished drafting, “Hey, did whatever grade A Gothamite freak you ran into this time get you?” when he realized that he shouldn’t care.

So before he could start weighing the pros and cons of sending such a message to a villain, he deleted it and put his phone on his nightstand, swiftly exiting the room to avoid even looking at it for the time being.

[Private Files: For Tim Drake’s Eyes Only]

Password: ***************

Private File 4: Weather Wizard Break-Out

No texts have been sent or received. This is just for logging purposes.

Note To Self: Ask Inertia if this is something he wants a heads-up about. If no: take no action. If yes: ask Bart for updates on jailbreaks when they occur.

Second Note to Self: Figure out why this would ever be a good idea. He shouldn’t be helped. He doesn’t even need it.

Tim sighed, as he debated deleting the entire file. He would, but… no, he had to keep thorough logs, which meant keeping the pointless ones, too—if for no other reason than that the written word was supposedly therapeutic.

He hit ‘save,’ reluctantly, and then deleted the text draft he’d written: “Central dangerous. WW out.”

He closed the file, and then started gearing up for the night, instead.

Private File 5: Unnamed Case #114713022

Password: ***********

No texts have been sent or received.

Nursing wounds from Inertia. Lost this time, I think.

What was Thad doing to him? Tim thought. Why couldn’t he just get this guy out of his life? Why wouldn’t he leave him alone? Why wouldn’t Tim leave him alone?

This sucked.

Glancing at his reflection in his bathroom mirror, he put his fingers against the bridge of his nose, and—with a locked jaw and a determination that only Batman could have taught—he reset the bone, giving a sharp cry as he did so.

“Fuck.” He gripped the sink, the flow of blood starting back up again, little droplets splattering scarlet against the porcelain, and god, that hurt.

At least he’d thrown back a few good hits of his own, because if he hadn’t, then his pride would have likely stung more than his face. Silver linings, he supposed.

Sitting heavily in his desk chair, a tissue held to his nose, he switched on his phone with his free hand, and, without thinking much about it, he typed out, “Gonna make sure you don’t get to use your healing factor next time, asshole.”

But he had a feeling that that would only make Thad smugger, so instead, he backspaced the text and turned his attention to literally anything else.

Files Closed. Signed Out. Re-Enter Password to Log Back In.

Unlogged Mission. Status: In Progress

Tim was in a very, very bad position. Hidden in the shadows of a locked-down private security bunker, with a broken arm and his friends nowhere within helping distance, he couldn’t help but think that Murphy’s Law was not only real, but that it had it out for him specifically. With Kon off-world, Bart M.I.A., and Cassie in Themyscira, he should have known better than to get involved in something too big, but he honestly hadn’t thought this mission was too big.

But now he was hurt beyond what his field first aid could help, and he was too far from Gotham for his family to get there in time; and he didn’t have any contacts in the JL—besides, he’d rather figure this out himself than contact any of the adult heroes, because then he’d never be let out of the “sidekick” shadow he was already seemingly stuck in—and he hadn’t brought his Titans communicator with him—once again, because he hadn’t thought this mission was too big for him.

So this meant that he had one option left. One, last-resort, impossible contingency, which he really didn’t even count on working, but… well, it couldn’t hurt to try, right?

7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:23 a.m.]: sending u my coordinates. wouldn’t ask normally, but i’m in a bad way. all u have to do is get in and get me out; don’t even have to fight. ur powers should work fine. 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:24 a.m.]: if u do this, i’ll owe you BIG. 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:25 a.m.]: whatvr u want. srsly. 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:26 a.m.]: if u don’t come tho, which… fine ig, whatever, can u at least run bman here instead? 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:27 a.m.]: again, i’ll owe u SO MUCH 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:28 a.m.]: kay, moving locations, will be 2 rooms down from the 1 i just sent

7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:35 a.m.]: in case i die btw— 7/12/22 – [msg to: great value bart, sent 3:36 a.m.]: [attached: a picture of Red Robin, flipping off the camera like Inertia, but with a grin on his face] finally sent 1 back ;P

#[hooooo boy these keep getting long] #[i hope you like this! lsdjk coming up with vagueverse excuses for why tim is texting thad is kind of fun lmao] #[i feel like they should text each other more sometime lsdjfkl] #[they're always funny when they do] #[anyway uh.... yeah have some of tim's case files!] #[i love making lil case files for him] #[fun fact: the passwords are an allusion to the bad thing verse] #[they're encoded and you have to put them together but the cipher key is 'bad thing' and they spell out:] #['mutually assured destruction'] #[so ye lsjdfkl i.... geeked out for this one] #[okay here u go! i'll stop talking now lsjdfkl aaaaa] #{answered asks} #{i always make such expensive mistakes} #dementedspeedster

[werewolff]

I wanna tell a secretttt✋🏻

(anyways I feel like i have mental issue back then but i already stopped doing this since last year so don’t judge me I’m trying to be a better person lmao)

So short story i have this one toxic trait,probably “being manipulative” i already have bf but evrytime a boy approached me, especially on here, i let them talk to me and i gave them attention, motivation and affection, honestly i do that because i just wanted a friend to talked to, I didn’t have any feelings, even though i said to them i have connections or feelings, i lied. plus i love attention they gave to me as well. but once I’m bored with them or if I don’t got what I wanted, i throw them away, i ghost them and cut the connection or if they begging me for not leaving i became so evil and hurt their feelings, that’s why last year i have stalkers because i think some of them still mad at me but won’t leave me alone, some of them threatened me via email or text messages, but I don’t really care fr. Cause they lived so so far away from me.

One time, this boy he dm me trough insta, he lived in another city but pretty close to mine, only took 3 hour driving. I did the same thing to him, we texting, giving each other motivation, it was fun until I realized this bitch has the same personality as me, like broo he sooo manipulative, even i fell for his trapped TWICEE!! in the beginning. I’ve should’ve stopped when I realized it but I felt challenged…LMAO. So I ended up fooled him too i think more than twice.

one time, he wants to visit me after my graduation, i acted up like im happy, but once he’s arrived i ghosted him, and blocked him from insta, I deleted his contact too, he ended up calling me with his other number and when I picked up i said “wait.. who tf is this” and then he’s cried, but he’s not even mad at that timw cause he wants to meet me so bad, afterr that he came to my house giving me a big bouquet of flowers. And I asked him to stay in the city for 1 week only just so I could get free dinner and free riding home and a person to entertain me after a long day at work. After meeting him in real life i know this guy has low self esteem, I’m not even do anything but he’s so nervous. i know how to acted up to make him feel crazy for me, and he fell for it. At the end of the week I felt really done and bored, he also tried to cross my boundaries even though he knows i have bf, this guy is delusional and kinda narcissistic but in real life he’s a coward, he even asked me to meet at the hotel but i never wanted to, lucky me im not that stupid. so short story i dump him I’m telling all the truth, he mad he doesn’t accept what i did, the moment he cursed me, so i said to him he make me feel disgusted and while he still typing I blocked his number. Until now he still trying to get contact to me, he ever msg me he’s sorry and still wanna be friends but nahh i know he prepared for the revenge cause i really fucked him up, he trying to call using different number to call me but i never picked up, trying to follow me using different accounts but i never get bored to blocked him, sometimes I’m scared because after almost 2 months talking with him, i know this guy is kinda vengeful and kinda creepy inside like a psycho, he knows where i lived as well but I swear to god, if he ever approached me ar threatened me, im gonna make him bleed, that’s why i always bring my fabric scissors in my bag cause i love going everywhere alone, it’s stainless steel scissors the tip is not that sharp but enough to hurt someone….but anywayyss ( lol i feel like a psycho sorry)

If u asked me, yea we both wrong. Im toxic too. And if you wondering is my bf know abt this? Yes he is, I confessed everything once I decided to change to be a good person this year, he forgives me and give me a 2nd chance. And no im never do something manipulative or jus using my bf, I really loved him, i think having my bf in my life is the best gift from god, he leads me to a good path and a better person, he’s very patient with me. Now if boys come through my dm with a sexual intention i just don’t reply for good.

But im sure you can picked a lesson from my story, if you notice a person being manipulative, narcissistic… RUN AND LEAVEE!!! Don’t ever beg someone to love you, find someone who loves you the fullest even though you’re not asked for it. And confidence and boundaries is the key so not everyone could use you for their goods

Anyways thank u so much for reading this :)

Wow

First Thing thank u for being honest and u really lucky because your bf forgive u ...if I was him I didn't do it at all but at least u changed and that very good..I wish u stay like that :)

#asks

[thechaosoflonging]

i blocked my fp, deleted his number, emails & whatsapp log so i won’t be able to contact him. he won’t be able to contact me either. i jus need a month or smth where i’m not in contact w him. i’m sick of being da only one who calls n texts him. i’m sick of unread texts. i’m sick of no acknowledgment whatsoever. i’m so fckg sick of trying to maintain dis frenship. i legit want a new fp (even doe das not how it works) n i want 2 stop dis unhealthy obsessions i have w him

#j #i felt sew fckg betrayed when he told me he had seggs w his roommate #ofc they moved into a gaff tog jus 2 fuck #i heyt him sm sometimes #i’ll text him early may to bring my stitch over but dassit #i jus want my stitch back?????? #bpd

[vedette-venti]

my ex thought i was trying to be friends with my ex best friend after she contacted me a year later of no contact wanting to rekindle our friendship. 

context: 2 years before i met my boyfriend at the time, i went to visit her for a weekend. we had planned to hang out and maybe have a few drinks and catch up. well, instead of staying at her place, like i thought, we stayed at her boyfriend’s place for the weekend. all three of us had drinks before she proposed we have a threesome (her, her bf and i.) i told her that i jokingly thought about it, but i wasn’t that interested cause i was saving myself for marriage. long story short, we were all intoxicated, and she pushed for it and we ended up having a weird ass threesome that night. everyone was emotionally and spiritually disturbed the next day. we go to event and i have my first panic attack in public. afterwards we try to talk about it, but only half of it gets discussed before we parted ways on odd terms. 

i didn’t want to be friends again. i just wanted closure because she was my first real long-lasting, childhood friend, but he wasn’t listening. so, he threatened to break up with me if i ever became her friend again. we had a phone call right after the text exchange and he said that he wanted to break up. i got really scared and blocked her and deleted her number. while doing this he said many invalidating and accusatory things to me while dodging the fact he was treating me like this because trauma stemming from his mother, who he felt he needed to protect in this fashion because she was “too nice to people who didn’t deserve it.” which he finally conceded to, 2 argument’s later after blowing up on me once again for not letting this situation go.

after that phone call he said that he deleted the whole conversation because it didn’t make him feel okay looking at it. the biggest thing i regret is that i did too. however, i have left over texts that documents perfectly how disturbed i was and how he wasn’t.

i wish i could have posted all the text here here as an example of controlling behavior and as one of the first reasons as to why i shouldn’t go back to him. 

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#vedette reflects #emotional abuse #manipulation #ultimatum #controlling #controlling behavior #text messages #notes to stoneheart #vedette documents

[cataclysmicmind]

This is going to hurt

I understood that I'm extremely disposable in his life. That's what you get for playing with fire. That's what you get for crossing limits. That's what you get.

Over the years, I've been given this elite status in the lives of many people - supposed friends from college, guys who took me for granted and well, just people. These supposed friends from college left me in an isolated place just because I broke up with a very nice guy for reasons unexplainable - because I refused to move to a remote village in India just for his riches. Well, good for me :) As for the other two kinds of people, let's not waste our time, shall we?

My mom and my sister always told me to be careful around men. But this stubborn heart ought to fall for those who it is not supposed to; one where there is a dead-end; one which results in unsaid words, deafening silences and dread. Ends up with me feeling like I never meant anything in his life - that he can so easily remove my contact from his phone. He said once - "I'm not going to block you. Because to do that, I first need to save your number". I still can't understand what hurts more - that he said this or that he could just not talk to me for over 2 months.

I've never been in luck with older men in my life. When I was 13, I was molested by my violin teacher, who was 55 years old then. Man, did I look up to him. My recent experience with a mentor of mine resulted in him falling in love with me. I still don't know how to talk to him. Maybe it is my fault. Maybe having guards up ALWAYS is the only way to go forward? Why am I spiraling? I can't compare unpleasant with beautiful. What we had was beautiful - using the past tense stings.

I texted him that night at 0044 hours - one tick, no picture. I understood. I texted him today again - one tick, no picture. A few minutes later - two ticks, still no picture. The punishment that I receive for playing with fire is being disposed off completely. There was a sudden burst of rage inside of me. I wanted to call him and shout my lungs out. But what right do I have? I'm a nobody. He doesn't even have my number saved anymore.

What we had doesn't mean anything anymore. It just wasn't supposed to come this far - nope. It was supposed to be, dare I say, transactional. Why did love get involved? I never should've confessed - NEVER. So he moved - big deal. <Of course it was a big deal>

I asked him how he was - blue ticks, no picture, no 'typing..'. I wanted to call him and cry for mercy. Cry and tell him that I miss him. I miss him very much. Should I even let him in anymore? Wait, will he let me in anymore?

Guards up all over again. Thicker skin, but still can't get over. The weak in the knees is never going to fade.

I can't get back all the poems that I deleted, but I can and will still say that I miss you.

[katebvsh]

Hi, do you have any advice for getting over an abusive past relationship? I was very happy when i first left him but I get worse and worse as time goes by. I keep ruminating and realizing different new things he lied to me about. I keep berating myself for ever being with him. It was my first relationship too. I was finally starting to do well before I started dating him and I'm so angry that he erased all my progress. I almost texted some of his supposed girl friends because I want to know if he cheated on me or not, but I don't want to look stupid and like I can't move on. Feel free to ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable!

Hello! First of all thank you for reaching out and I need to apologize in advance as I don’t think this is going to shape up to be as eloquent and carefully constructed a response as I would like..but I think I need to be as raw as I can possibly be on the internet given the nature of your query. I also need to make it absolutely clear that I am by no means a qualified therapist or anything of the sort. I can only offer you my thoughts which are almost entirely the result of personal experience.

This advice cannot be a replacement for real professional assistance. If you feel called to seek out professional help, please do so. It doesn’t make you weak, on the contrary, it makes you strong enough to make use of whatever means you have at your disposal to first survive then thrive. There are battles no one can afford to fight on their own.

Ok here’s the advice. The numbering is significant. 1 and 5 are the most crucial.

1. Make sure you have cut all contact with this person (if you haven’t already) Physically remove yourself from their presence if you need to. This is super important. Block, delete, no mementos or trinkets, no convincing yourself you can be “just” friends or acquaintances. This person is clearly bad for you and they’re most likely going to remain that way. ( “I was very happy when i first left him” “I keep berating myself for ever being with him” ect)

2. Find some way to turn your painful experience into a win (no matter how small) What did you learn about yourself? About love? About relationships? You may have learnt that you needed more, this wasn’t it, that you deserve better and that this was not a healthy love. (You are so much better off without him..you escaped!) Try to figure out what healthy love is to you. What kind of relationship would make you happy and safe? Don’t be afraid to really explore your feelings no matter how unglamorous or obscured by shame they are. Be totally honest with yourself and take time. The first emotions you experience might be a cover for something deeper. Keep looking till you get further and further to the end. When I read your message the sentence “I keep ruminating and realizing different new things he lied to me about” struck out to me the most. Clearly you’re trying to get to the bottom of something, (only you can know what that is) but finding positives, no matter how small can help you feel less helpless and like you are some sort of victim who is stuck. (I may be jumping the gun..but I sense a lot of shame in your message..if I am right..why is it there? Does it need to be? What is it trying to say?) Also..sometimes it’s not that deep..sometimes it’s just a mistake, a waste of time, and it’s not dramatic or interesting, just pitifully sad that you experienced this. And that’s ok. That’s totally ok. You’re not the only one. And it’s never 100% your fault.You do not deserve this! You deserve much better. Remember : Better off without him!

3. Fixating on this person “lying” to you…that pain isn’t only coming from this person…part of you is hurt that you let yourself be deceived, be treated this way..it’s ok. You trusted this person, you felt deeply for him. Be kind to yourself and also wise up. Wising up means gradually coming to see the reality objectively with less focus on his “evil” and your victimization. This will take time I know. But no matter how horribly you were treated..this person is still just that..a person, a human being. And if you followed step 1 then you have freed yourself from this person who clearly was poisonous to you. That took so much will, so much strength! You are strong! You have survived!

4. Less rumination/obsession. Less focusing on him and more on yourself. For me personally this took the form of starting a skin care routine, exercising regularly and improving my diet. Transform yourself while still being true to yourself. I transformed myself because my values had changed..so I too had to change to be true to myself in tangible/physical reality. You don’t want to to feel so helpless?…so remake yourself into a person who would not be exploited again . It also took the form of picking up new hobbies and reconnecting with old friends. Obsess over yourself for a while, over the world, over beauty and learning and other cool positive experiences. You need to slowly fall in love with yourself and with life again.

5. The last and most important imo - experience genuine emotional connections with others, if you can’t seek professional help for whatever reason this is doubly important. Confide in trusted family members or friends (your instincts with messaging the friends of his were sort of there…but id personally avoid anyone connected to him in any way, especially since the thought of it made you feel bad and you backed out. Also work on earlier steps before assuming you haven’t already) Voice the thoughts that keep you up at night. Some of them may say things you don’t want to hear, others could change the subject, the rest will listen and say some kind words. All of these people give broader perspective, help you move slowly out of your painful little world into a slightly brighter one..but give it time. Every day your hours of rumination will get less and less, and one day you’ll find that things are not so bad. This life, no matter how difficult, how painful, is still a gift. We don’t know anything about what happens after we die for certain. So we have to live as if this is the only chance we have to be content.

I don’t know much about your specific context so take what applies. I’m sorry you had to experience something so painful. I also hope this small message was at least comforting to read. Also, with regards to number 5 - try to meet people irl. I have so many awesome mutuals on this website but online interaction just isn’t the same. And I know I’ve said some really obvious stuff but it bears repeating. Thanks again for your message and I hope that things will improve for you with time. Your message demonstrated a kind of self awareness that will prove helpful to you! Take care! :)

if anyone has any advice for this person they can also send me an anon and I might post it on here 🌸

#anon #personal #tw abuse #thank you for the anon #hope this helps #this was kind of hard to write down