#TWO bestest boys here today :D

[thatdeadaquarius]

How about Benny in SAGAU? Like a continuation with Razor?? We do not talk about your growing found family 😤

Like, how would be his 'unluckiness'? Dya cancel it or you get pulled with his shenanigans? I feel like he might introduce you to his Dads no, we are still not going to talk about it 😤😤

A little scenario kept getting into my head when Benny applies Pyro and then Razor used his Electro and y'all got yer asses pounded on the ground 💀👌🏻and just taking care of each other's wounds 🥺🥺

You better be with him whenever he opens a chest so it wouldn't only spawn veggies, but decent weapon AND mora as well! You know, actual treasures, HOYO!!

BENNYYYYY ANOTHER ONE OF MY BOYSSS

This kid also arguably needs more parental supervision just bc of his sheer bad luck, poor kid

(i adore the headcanon that no matter the person's gender, he calls them dad lol)

Like,, hoyo cursed him and he's in a world with traps, monsters, fatui, MAGIC?? 💀 bro how is Benny still alive??!!

(LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY LOOK IN THIS GIF MY BOYS 🥺)

Okay but the fact that Benny calls so many ppl dad just proves his desire for parental/sibling affection 💔

Aight since u phrased this as a continuation of this post <3 RAZOR MY BOYYYY

That is what we shall do :) ! ! !

So ur running with the wolves still lol

Also ur symbol as the Creator reader is 🦄 or 🌈, bc ur gay and special, jk its bc elements i promise lol

Or even 😑 / 😶 for language reader shenanigans

♡

EDIT 4/11/24: HELLA forgot to say theres a sorta Part 3, its more focused on Razor living, rather than Benny tho fair warning!

Lupical for life bro

U r chillin with the pack now

Razor now has a sweet new digs, fits, and now a crazy amount of power

Bc ur just that great 💅

You have officially moved on to purchasing some leftover amenities/new furniture etc. for him and you :D

And while u could get some stuff in Springvale, like lanterns and soap and perfume and whatnot

Ur still not rlly getting furniture like a bedframe or some storage space, like a nightstand, from them

Which u dont need bc u still got an inventory

...but Razor definitely needs to store all his goodies somewhere that isnt up a tree or buried in a hole 😃

Yes, u did have to tell him to stop doing that.

So yall (u and Razor) are in Mondstadt a lot these days, and ur routine consists of grinding domains, hunting for food, hanging with cute Lupical puppies, playing giant tic-tac-toe w/ Andrius bc poor guy is pretty bored these days etc.

So you figured you run into ppl eventually, afterall you'd already re-met Lisa :)

(who at first was kind of taken aback to Razor having made a random adult friend in the woods, but after vibe checking her , and her vibe checking you, yall were cool, tho she did start reading these new lore books you didnt recognize called "Immortal They Return: A Series of Prophesies", she avoided ur questions abt it too..)

It was inevitable that after introducing you to Lisa, he'd gotten all excited at seeing two familiar figures hanging around Kathryne one day

THE BANDS GETTING BACK TOGETHER, ITS-

Fischl and Bennett !! :D the cutest adventurers in all of Mondstadt ! (besides Klee)

The two take one look at you and Razor and coming running

..

...

....well mostly Fischl,

Bennett got his boot laces tangled together somehow? And is kinda hopping his way over

Immediately the electro vision royalty launches into their quintessential speech (they/them fischl SUPREMACY)

And as u get introduced,

U watch the pyro boy hop and trip over while trying to untie the laces

And just as he's about to go down, and ur debating reaching out and supporting the poor guy bc geez this looks sm worse in person-

Bennett has finally gotten his shoes untied!

Even he looks shocked 💀

And he like, apruptly stops falling over too?

And walks over with no issue??

Theres even a few out of place cobblestones in his path which he sees and moves to avoid

You dont know who looks more shocked and kinda scared you, him, or Fischl/Oz or Razor

Fischl and Razor have stopped talking bc it was more distracting Bennett didnt fall 😭

..

...yall all just kinda,, stand in a circle of silence (well fly in oz's case)

Staring at Bennett.

(Even Katheryne looks impressed😭)

After a couple of shook seconds, Fischl is nearly yelling about some kind of curse being lifted?? , Razor is like, sniffing Bennett's immediate area for sus scents, Bennett is kicking rocks to see if any of them hit him anymore, and poor Oz is trying to calm them down

(none of the rocks hit Bennett btw, or anything valuable around him)

◇

So after that fiasco, u offer to take them around to the parts of Mondstadt they weren't allowed to go to w/o at least 1 adult :)

Theyre pumped and yall set off!

At first, Bennett hangs back, as Fischl and Razor throw themselves into monster battles yall encounter, as per what seems like a routine u assume bc of his bad luck

Eh, u figure while hes here, u might as well reveal u can make him stronger, u think he definitely needs the HP...

If there were any characters youd be worried about needing more power/HP in Mondstadt that u could level up besides Razor, itd be Bennett, hands down.

Between his adventuring, unnatural bad luck, and no parental supervision..

(even Klee seems better off than him, and shes like 7 💀)

Yeah, needless to say u were worried abt the guy

So he looks adorably fascinated <3, bc turns out they can see some of ur interface!

Mostly it looks like floating magical icons and that weird Teyvat language u saw in game, like that Abyss/ruins language u see all the time?

Bennett showed u his perspective in a sand drawing, hes actually pretty good at art wow

Razor couldnt rlly find the words to describe it before which is why u werent sure what they saw before now

And with that hes called into battle last by the others, mostly to apply pyro 🔥

and he fights at the edges to be further away from ppl u notice so he wont affect their luck..

aw Benny </3 :(

But as he draws his sword and ur getting ready trying to become a cheerleader for both Razor and Fischl but particularly Bennett,

He full on takes out 3 hilichurls at once 💀

...then with the dramatic down swing he does, he accidentally launches a rock right at the bigger hilichurl's foot..

...which trips him out of his axe swing...

...which makes it let go of the axe...

...which goes flying...

....breaks the last bit of the cryo abyss mage's shield bubble...

....

......

........and smacks it on the head too.

..fischl, oz, and razor halfway thru this insanity just like,, lower their weapons and stop to watch

Even the abyss mage is looking at Bennett surprised 😭😭

◇

Congratulations!

Bro, an achievement pops up-

"Lucky Day!!!"

Its little description says, "As Teyvat's God, you give the unluckiest person in Teyvat the luckiest day ever!"

💀

Bennett just sits down on the ground.

♤

(Same Benny because, this is where I lost it all, guys. All of that writing. Gone. Forever. I'm putting this here as both a gravestone for it, and a call out to tumblr. I'm not afraid of this website or its shitty admins, meet me in my dms for a real fight you fucks 🥊🥋🧍‍♂️you took what mattered to me, I'll take what matters to you, you god awful programmers. 🥲😐)

♤

And it just keeps happening like that for the rest of the day you guys are together.

Every chest Benny opens are way higher quality than they should be

Especially for him.

(also u have gotten so comfy from before when u were playing Genshin that u r physically struggling not to call him Benny, so when u do accidentally call him that, u try to apologize politely, but he just talks about finally having a nickname so giddy that u just stick with Benny, what a cutie)

Common chests, Razor/Fischl gets what u expect, you personally maybe get a little extra materials and money,

But Benny?

He opens a common chest and suddenly it's a secret Precious chest

The pyro boy honestly looks a little afraid

◇

You guys have a picnic later on for lunch together, partially bc Razor rlly wanted them to try ur food !! :D

Fischl and Benny were drooling over garlic salt, jesus- Teyvat's been deprived-

The blanket u used was a custom one u got made for Razor for his bday awhile back, all diff shades of purple and some silver wolf puppies and pawprints on it, 10/10 vv cute he loves it :)

(and also showed it off to his friends, Benny in particular looks smitten by it..)

◇

Fischl eventually gets herded by Oz back to Mondstadt bc of their parents wanting them back by dinner,

So u Razor and Benny r left to wander around :]

As u guys explore and get chests and talk,

U all begin to gather ingredients for dinner (not that u dont have an inventory but the boys dont wanna cut into ur supplies, the sweethearts)

... Benny slowly starts to find and accumulate foodstuffs

Those Phileano? mushrooms (the white toasty looking ones that r always on roofs or windmills?)

He finds at eye level on nearly any building u come across.

Crabs?

Benny currently has his shirt turned into a basket trying to contain them, and more are flocking to him lol

Snap dragons? Calla lilies?? Even violetgrass, those purple horsetails, lotus heads, and a few qingqin from Liyue somehow make it into his bag 💀

The real question to ask at this point is, when wasn't Bennett lucky today??

(wow never thought youd hear that one)

◇

So its a few weeks later, and Benny is like spending, every day with yall now lol

Ur getting dinner ready for u guys, and ur hopefully gonna make enough to leave leftovers for Lupical and Andrius,

So Razor has gone off to get some water to boil,

And Benny is climbing this huge tree to reach some eggs

And as he gets farther and farther up the tree away from you, he starts to slip more often 😬

Finally as he reaches the top, u realize after weeks without even a trip from him whenever hes around yall, why he wasnt unlucky-

...the closer he is to you, the luckier he is, and the farther Benny is-

He steps on a dead branch and it snaps :0 !!

Just as he falls, he screams and yells,

"DAD!!"

U push together some thick bushes and vines to catch him luckily

(lord knows u couldnt have caught him no matter how light he is, rip benny)

..Benny is okay, but he does go red in the face, and when u ask if he wants u to get one of his dads from the guild to check him over/make him feel better?

He says quickly "NO THANKS!"

Then Razor comes back like, "You call Lupical dad now?"

Benny: "What? No!"

You: "Do u see me as a, father figure, Bennett?"

Benny: "NO- more like I see u as a BOTHER figure bc ur always BOTHERING ME-"

Lol anyways jk

what a cutie tho,

(Ur Creator vibes made him feel vv at home in a way he hasnt felt before, so u got the honors early <3)

so ur a Dad™️ now (regardless of ur gender btw)

hope u like having a pack of puppies, a wolf spirit god, a wild wolf raised boy, and another wild but adventurer guild raised boy as ur family now 🤷‍♂️

Congratz U R THE FATHER LMAO

♧

You may or may not have also gotten onto Benny for charging straight into battle at other times, bc hes so used to bad luck happening anyway, apparently its canon he will just run in???

(to the point Grand Master VARKAS commented on it??!!)

U were pissed, bonked his head and everything-

He looked sufficiently chastised, but when u originally found out Fischl and Razor were nearby,

And u just hear snickering behind u as u bop him

(U bop them later too for that lol)

◇

Benny is also very good at treating injuries bc of this too apparantly,

So one time when you Razor and him were engaging with a couple hilichurls again on the way to Windrise,

Benny applied pyro, and bc u were standing father away than usual (there was an archer earlier u were dodging)

His bad luck crept in and when Razor went to charge up his wolf spirit electro ult-

...everyone went flying back.

...Including Benny and Razor 💀

You heard a really sick pop!

From Benny's shoulder :(

You quickly start pullin out the healing foods lol shove a fishstick in his mouth screaming IT HEALS like a crazed grandparent lmao

But Benny has already sighed and sat up, popping his arm back into place

🤢🤮

You^

While u do praise his healing??? skills,

U have found out thru him that apparently ur food also gives some pain killer effects

So u scold him and bop him on the head with some dango 🍡

For not waiting on u to help him lol

..

Which btw-

Any healing food u give him, he treats like the bandages many others give him, like Barbara, Katheryne, his guild dads, etc.

And holds onto them, rarely eating them

(Ur stuff preserves until needed bc its magical Creator powers surprise, surprise)

Benny feels like its a tangible piece of your care he can keep with him <3 sobs

"Well, since you're by my side, I guess I'm not that unlucky after all!"

proud of you son :')

♤

Ok so youve been getting Razor and u furnishings right

And youve been asking him what he wants to add to the caves digs ! :]

(U made a more fortified "front door" to the cave entrance, its also not that deep of a cave so there r only like 3 other "rooms" besides the main entrance area)

U improved both of u guys beds (tho razor will crash urs if he has a nightmare)

Along with some new outfits for him!

And so he has requested some stuff, but as time goes on,

Slowly, Razor goes from telling Benny about what new thing u added or telling his friend abt what he wants for the cave/himself,

To asking Benny what he wants bc he stays over so often 😭

(Youve gotten Benny factored into ur finances now lol, u gave him new clothes, new gear, amenities, etc. It also helps him bc he doesnt rlly have a main caretaker, so if he needs money he has to take commissions, which can be dangerous to him alone bc if u dont know, Benny's Adventuring Team only has him as the single member of it, plus thats not good if he is too sick or too injured to work, so a 2nd source of lowkey income is good for him <3 )

◇

U now have a coffee table as the dinner table (razor was used to sitting on the ground to eat so a high table felt weird to him)

And it has a few pillow chair thingys?

For you, Razor, Benny, and a guest aw 💘

Benny also originally wanted to help make smth for u guys as a house warming gift

but bc he would try to work on it away from ur influence, it would break everytime :(

Eventually u just coninvced the poor kid to help u pick out some nice rugs and stuff lol

He also has surprisingly good interior design tastes, huh, who knew?

(cough when benny stays over he usually stays in razors bed, but occasionally theyre both lonely had nightmares and ask to crash with u, i love these kids sm cough)

♧

Recently youve been visiting Benny in town even w/o Razor sometimes (rare as it is lol)

Mostly bc it seems like he needs the attention too <3

U gotta make sure hes eating real food okay

U dont want him to end up like u in ur world where u ate snacks for dinner when u were his age...

And Benny gets super hype about it every time, hes grabbing u by the arm, hauling u around to talk to ppl etc.

(Did i mention ur one of the few or not at all ppl who he can freely hold onto no matter the weather/situation bc his bad luck doesnt happen to you?? Oh no??? Well there u go :)

Most notably, to talk to the other Guild Dads™️

They deadass lowkey postured at you for an hour at you before giving in bc u seemed to be the only good luck charm the kid's ever gotten in his entire life 😭

They also r rlly happy someone is able to bc of his rlly bad luck willing to look out for him when they cant :)

♡

For his birthday, you guys all celebrated by doing a picnic again like when u first met them, and you made him a cake

Benny's face rlly said " :'D !! "

Later on, for presents, you got him a blanket matching Razor's !!

Shades of red, with some good luck symbols thruout to maybe make up for when ur not there, and puppies all over <3

And at the top, you yourself embroidered (attempted, so its kinda sloppy but still readable, its endearing you like to think)

"Benny's Adventure Team"

With your name, Razor, Fischl, and even Oz and Andrius lol, all embroidered (not by u bc u stabbed urself enough times making the title thx) as team members down below 👍

You also show him a copy of the book record Katheryne keeps of adventuring teams, telling him that you snuck into Mondstadt one day w/o him knowing and officially signed you guys together (the others agreed too ofc)

.

..

...

...Benny cried, straight up.

And just like held onto you for bascially the rest of the day ❤️

♡

MY HEART FOR MY BOYS FOREVER

♡

(you also may or may not have signed the corner with "love, dad" haha what)

♡

☆

I just want y'all to know.

I had like this whole thing ready to post.

Then tumblr decided it didn't like any of my writing, and deleted half of this post.

U probably saw the spot i marked where i lost it all :'/

I think it took an hour? Or at least 30 minutes to write.

Guess tumblr didn't like that I was adding so much in one go.

So now it's gone.

Doin smth ballsy bc in order to avoid that, ive just rewritten that lost half, and am just going to post it straight up rather than expecting it to save my draft 🥲

Those beautiful moments between Bennett and us, are gone forever. My memory isn't good enough to rewrite it all. ;-;

If you don't mind, I'll be crying somewhere over those lost Benny moments that I drafted on here and can no longer remember to add.

I guess that's tumblr's cruel way of telling me to go the extra mile and draft my bullshit on a literal Google Doc then come back here and deal with the formatting transition hell.

Thanks tumblr.

Appreciate the writing advice.

💔

(Fischl Voice) TIS I, WATERS OF THE SKY, IN THE NIGHT I SHINE UPON THEE, OH MOST HEAVENLY OF DIVINE BEINGS, FEAST YOUR EYES UPON MY OFFERINGS TO THINE BELOW!! COME ONE, COME ALL, FIND MY LABRYNTH'S RULES, AND REJOICE IF YE FIND THE TREASURE WITHIN!

(Oz translation: hey its aquarius here! I hope you gods enjoyed my writing! Feel free to check out my Masterpost/Writing Rules List if you guys ever wanna request something, including non-Sagau/Isekai stuff! :] )

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

(^^^^

Hey not sure if yall will see this, but while this does have influences of Sagau/Isekai genshin, its still pretty just platonic genshin stuff, so let me know if thats not what u wanna be tagged for - just dm me!!)

#bro hoyo has gotta tune his bad luck down bc when i first learned about benny i was like #how is he alive?? also why hoyo so cruel to kid #who doesnt even have parents???? #TWO bestest boys here today :D #genshin impact #ask box open #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin imagines #my asks #gender neutral reader #genshin sagau ideas #genshin god reader #genshin impact sagau #platonic genshin #platonic #genshin isekai #genshin bennett #genshin razor #genshin fischl #this is rlly long again #pls god dont delete this #ill update tags if im alive after posting this #;-; #holy god #it lives #found family #genshin found family #genshin fluff #have yall read bennetts friendship level info? absolutely devastating would not recommend 0/10 died a little inside

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

mornings

weekend mornings with peter and the avengers

pairing: peter x fem!reader

status: dating

y/n's pov

i'm slowly starting to wake up, feeling two strong arms wrapped around me, the fresh cologne and ruffled hair touching my cheeks and forehead

i opened my eyes to a still very sleepy boyfriend, his face looked tired, probably from the exam we had to study for yesterday and the movie night with the avengers

speaking of the avengers i realized i wasn't in my room nor his, so i scanned the room a bit until i saw the Avengers symbol, so we slept over huh? i sighed in relief and tried to think of a way to leave the bedroom without waking up my very sleepy boyfriend

now due to his spidey senses the boy can know if i just moved an inch away from him, even when he's sleeping so trying to go to the bathroom here is a little difficult, but i didnt mind it though, i like when he senses that im leaving so he tightens his grip around me telling me five more minutes which leads to ten, then fifteen, then twenty

but i really needed to go to the toilet so i said just screw it and im gonna make a run for it, and i did. I quickly unhooked his grip on my waist, shifting my legs to the end of the bed to run

but when I did I saw a glimpse of waking up, so I squealed while running to the unsuite bathroom, I heard shifting behind me which only made me sprint faster but I couldn't coz I needed to toilet so bad 😂 but then I felt something sticky in my arms, turns out Peter clicked his web shooter and turned me around

"Where do you think you're going" he said in a playful tone, he probably thought I was just messing with him but I guess it was clear that I needed to go because he tilted his head when he saw my squeezing my thighs together

"I just need to go to the bathroom Pete!" I ushered, I turned around to find the small dagger he has for testing his webs out to cut in his desk so cut the one in my arm

"I'll be back in a few!" I shouted, closing the door frantically and doing my business. When I finished, cleaning and washing I checked my self in the mirror, I took this as an opportunity to clean my face and brush my teeth make my hair look...presentable and left. When I opened the door I immediately got webbed again, Peter yanked my back to the bed and cuddled me again

"You took longer than 'a few'" he mumbled in my neck

"That's because I decided to brush my teeth and make me look presentable for you" I shrugged, but he immediately looked up at me

"You brushed your teeth? Now I'm the only one with morning breath here, and what are you talking about looking presentable you look gorgeous no matter what, and I like when you don't care about your looks infront of me, it means your comfortable so you don't have to do anything babe" he says getting up from the bed to go brush his teeth, I laughed at how thoughtful and sweet he was

"thank you biiiiitch" I said jokingly waiting for his response

"you're welcome biiiiitch" he joked back in his Californian girl accent, which sent me to laughing fits ugh that was so funny, this was an ongoing joke between us.

when Peter and I first met at midtown I told him how sad I was that I couldn't find a best friend here so he said that he could introduce me to mj and I was over the moon, now she is my best friend but not just that, he said I could treat him like a girl best friend whatever I wanted or needed I could come to him which was very sweet of him and since than, Peter and I have been acting like the bestest friends there was

and before we started dating we called eachother "bitch 1 🥵👀" for Peter and "bitch 2 👅🌸" for me...and we still do 😂 that's what I like about Peter and i's relationship we act like we're still best friends except we're in love and don't you think I forgot about mj she is "Bestie 🥵😳💃" after Peter brushed his hair and teeth he barged into the room and flipped on the bed.

"Teeth brushed, so you don't have any excus-" he cut himself off by kissing me, we continued on kissing until we heard a knock on the door

"good morning lovebirds, please tell me you guys still have clothes on" tony said while closing his eyes sit a hand and holding a tray with another, but nat just came in without closing her eyes

"d-don't worry Mr stark we do" Peter laughs nervously, tony opened his eyes grateful but widened them "you don't have a shirt on!" He pointed at Peter.

"but I do have pants on and y/n's wearing shorts and a t-shirt" he said, tony sighed in relief and looked at nat

"and why didn't you close your eyes when we first came in" he stated

"because it's y/n, we change infront of eachother, that's what girls do but I would've turned around if Peter was naked" she spat back like he was dumb to even ask

"guys it's ok, nothing happened" i reassured and tried to stop this awkward conversation

"oh by the way Pete, you gotta a lucky one, I've seen things you still didn't and let me tell ya" she winked at him which made him and I fully blush

"NAT!"

"WHAT?! You should be happy an avenger complimented your body!" She quipped back

"anyways! *clears throat* breakfast is ready I just came here with the tray to show you what it is I'm not letting you eat on my very expensive silk duvet now get your asses moving and go to the kitchen everyone's eating" he trailed off walking back to the kitchen, tony was always like this when I got to know them, annoying but funny

"seriously, he came here with a tray full of FOOD and didn't give us any just because doesn't want us to eat in 'expensive' duvet? My ass" I rolled my eyes laughing

"but he's smart coz he got our attention, race ya to the kitchen" Peter scrambled to the kitchen stopping at the doorway and looked at me "you look gorgeous today babe, oh and don't call your boyfriend a bitch.....bitch" and he scurried off, see? This is why I love spending time with this nerd

"OH YOURE GONNA GET IT"I shouted running to the kitchen

"OH PETERS GETTING IT HUH? RIP THAT PUSSY AYYYYY" sam shouted from his room

"SHUT THE FUCK UP SAMANTHA" yup and that's a normal morning when you spend the night at the avengers compound with your boyfriend

"LANGUAGE!"

have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

#spiderman #peter parker x fem #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker #peter parker fluff #ned leeds #may parker #aunt may #the avengers #mcu #michelle jones #marvel #sony pictures #imagines #peter parker x reader #fluff #peter #parker #avengers

[xpao-bearx]

Part 1 HERE

NOTE: OMG I really wasn't expecting for the previous first part of Heavenly Sins to blow up as it did, but I just wanted to give a huuuge THANK YOU to all of you amazing folks!! 🥰🥰🥰 Your support truly means so fooken much to trashy ol' meh and y'all are the reason I am writing this story series in the first place :')

I do have my ideas, but I still don't know much yet of what to do or even how long (or short) this story will get. So, if you would continue to give me your mindblowing support, it would seriously mean the W O R L D.

I do, however, very much enjoy writing Negan in particular so far. He's one of my absolute fave characters ever and JEFFREY DEAN FUCKIN' MORGAN NEED I SAY MOAR?!? 🥵💕💕

But this second part will be focusing a bit more on our beloved sheriff Ricky boi! Of course, Daryl will also get some much deserved love and attention tho I think he will appear in the story a lil later on.

Also, if you ever feel compelled, you are more than welcome to take some inspo from this story and make your own imagines and such! I'd love to see 'em, so please tag me 😁

P.S. There won't always be long ass notes like this, only if I wanna say something or bring up whatever is important. Also, if you wanna be tagged on any new/future story parts, then just tell moi and I will dedicate the latest one to the people who wanted to be tagged!

DEDICATED TO: The wonderful @buttercandy16 💖

"Heavenly Sins"

Part 2

After your little spiel, you haven't spoken to Negan since then. But on the way home after church, you passed by his house and found him tinkering away on his motorcycle (which you previously learned he interestingly named Lucille) in the garage. Not being able to help yourself, you paused in your tracks and just curiously watched him for a while.

His leather jacket was off, revealing a plain white t-shirt. The shirt was quite tight, and you noted how it perfectly hugged the taut muscles of his chest. Your eyes then slowly trailed to his toned arms, adorned by tattoos you wished you had a better look at. He stopped briefly, placing his tools down before grabbing the hem of his shirt and wiping the sweat on his forehead.

You didn't even think twice as your eyes dropped, hyperfocused on his abs. He wasn't the buffest guy out there, but he was lean and fit and--to put it bluntly--hot. A part of you screamed bloody murder to get a grip on yourself, to just turn your stiff body around and proceed on home. But another part completely squashed down those protests without even a fight; as if your pathetic excuse of a resolve wasn't even meant in the first place.

"Take a goddamn picture, darlin'. It'll last longer."

Your head snapped up, meeting the tantalizing hazel stare of Negan. His lips were curled in a smug smirk, and nevermore in your entire life have you wanted to both slap and kiss someone so badly.

But you only clicked your tongue, shooting him a sharp glare before (at last!) turning and walking away as you hid your blush. In the distance, his amused chuckle begrudgingly sounded like the sweetest fucking music to your ears.

♡♡♡

You woke up at 7:05 a.m. like you typically did the next morning, Monday. It was the dawn of a new week, and while most people dreaded it you actually didn't mind it so much. You had your job to thank for that.

Sure, it wasn't always easy, but it was worth it in the end. You loved teaching and spending time with the children, and you were even more ecstatic since you knew Judith was going to be at the daycare.

As you finished eating breakfast and preparing for the day, you grabbed your bag then went out the door. You opted to walk again today, the weather far too beautiful to miss plus the daycare really wasn't that far away.

Eventually arriving at your destination, you approached the daycare building's doors with a little spring in your step. Once inside, a young woman with her blonde hair high in a ponytail smiled and waved.

"Hi, Y/N! Goodmorning!" Beth Greene greeted energetically.

"Morning, Beth." You chuckled, the girl's radiant smile infectious. You've known Beth for some time now, especially since the Greenes were one of the oldest families in Alexandria and they were well respected. But you got along best with Beth, you thought she was the friendliest and she was also the latest hire of the daycare.

Stashing your bag away in your personal locker, you fixed yourself up a bit before getting your nametag and sticking it on your top. Looking up at the wall clock, you read that it was 7:50 a.m. Perfect, just in time for the kids' drop-offs.

You waited outside with Beth and the rest of the daycare workers, until finally the parents started rolling in. It was the usual; some of the children were wailing, snot snivelling down their nose as their embarrassed parents tried to tug them away from clinging onto their legs. You could only offer a sympathetic smile as you tried to help, while other children were much more relaxed and didn't even spare a second glance at their parents as they were dropped off.

"Well, that's about all of them." Beth piped up.

"Wait, we're still waiting for Judith." You said, searching for the toddler. "Rick said she'd be here."

Beth checked her watch, her brows creasing a little in worry. "That's odd. Sheriff Grimes is never late when he's dropping Judith off."

Just as she said that, there was a honk that disrupted the peace. You and Beth both spotted a crying Judith being held by Lori, the woman appearing utterly exhausted before her eyes locked with yours and didn't waste another second dashing towards you.

"Please don't run when you're holding Judith. Also, no honking is allowed on the premises." It was hard for you to keep the malice out of your voice, but you mentally gave yourself a pat on the back since you miraculously managed to not make it sound the worst it could get.

Lori raised a brow at you, but only handed Judith over to you. Judith immediately quieted down when she saw it was you, you cooing gently at her as she giggled and snuggled up comfortably against your chest.

"Rick will be picking her up later." Was all Lori said, pressing a quick peck on Judith's curly little head before parting ways. As Lori rushed back to the car, you saw Shane in the driver's seat shamelessly attack her neck with fervent kisses and you couldn't restrain an eyeroll.

"Fucking bitch..." You grumbled.

"Uh-oh. Bad!" Judith giggled again, clapping her hands gleefully.

"Right, right. Bad. Don't copy me, okay?" You laughed, completely forgetting about your aggravation as you rubbed your nose with Judith's and went inside.

♡♡♡

The rest of the day rolled along splendidly. No one threw a tantrum and for the most part, all the kids properly shared the wide assortment of toys and even did their activities orderly and on time. So, you decided to indulge them with a small yet much sought after reward.

Painting.

When it comes down to children, painting can be utter chaos. But you figured since they were being so good, you'd allow it. At the daycare you worked in, painting was quite a rare occurrence and that only solidified how much the kids adored it.

Once the materials were set out, it was a dizzying flurry of excited hands grabbing anything it could latch on to. As the kids went about doing their creative business, you found Judith all alone sitting in the corner playing around with some blocks.

"Whatcha doin' there, Judi?" You asked, sweetly calling out her nickname. "You don't wanna paint?"

"I wanna, but not with papers." She replied, shaking her head.

"Oh? Then where do you wanna paint?"

"I wanna paint on faces, but no one wants me to!"

"If that's the case, then I'd be more than happy to let you paint my face." You smiled.

"Really?!" Judith's whole face lit up, jumping up and wrapping her tiny arms around you as tightly as she could. "Thank youuu!"

You chuckled, ruffling her hair and watching as she happily gathered some paint and brushes.

♡♡♡

It was finally the end of a long day, and your face felt a bit itchy from the paint Judith put on you. But it didn't matter; as long as the little girl was happy, it was the best damn day ever.

You were holding Judith's hand as you waited outside for Rick to pick her up, and once he came up with his car Judith beamed.

"Daddy!"

"Hello, sweetheart. Did you have a nice day?" His face looked tired, his greying beard making him appear slightly older than he really was, but his smile was genuine as he carried Judith in his strong arms.

"The bestest! Y/N lemme paint her face!"

"She did, huh? What did you pai--oh my god."

You bursted into laughter at his reaction, flashing him a toothy grin. "In the words of Judi: You're a pretty tiger! Grr!"

"Now that you mention it, I can see it." Rick joined in your laughter, nodding his head. "Looks like we've got a talented lil artist in our hands!"

"Daddy, I wanna paint your face next! You can be daddy tiger and Y/N can be mommy!" Judith proclaimed.

You and Rick flushed pink at the same exact time, but Rick was quick to clear his throat and change the topic. "A-Anyways, Y/N, how 'bout me and the kids give you a ride? Thank you for today, by the way."

"No problem, and sure! Thanks so much."

As you settled in the passenger's seat, two hands covered your eyes from behind. "Guess who~?"

"Hmm..." You hummed, making a show of thinking. "Are you an elf?"

"No!" The hands were removed, Carl popping his head out from the backseat to look at you as he laughed. "It's me!"

"Oh, sorry! You're just so short, I thought you were an elf." You teased good naturedly.

Carl huffed, sticking his tongue out at you. "Y'know, in a few years, I'll be way taller than you!"

Once Rick was done buckling Judith into her carseat, he took his place in the driver's seat and drove out of the premises. You just talked about anything that came to mind: work, the weather, Alexandria's local shops, etc. To anyone else, maybe it seemed like regular boring conversation. But speaking with Rick was truly one of the highlights of any of your days. He was extremely easy to talk to, and he never failed to cheer you up. And it was obvious Rick was the same. He was allowed to simply be himself around you; to loosen up, momentarily forget about the stress and sometimes even the woes that came along with being the town's upstanding sheriff.

As you were nearing your home, Carl decided to cut in.

"Y/N, can we stay at your house? It's been a while since we had a sleepover." Carl asked, his baby blue eyes identical to Rick's alight with hope.

It wouldn't be the first time Rick and the kids would be staying over. You were very close to the Grimes family, sometimes even almost considering them as your own. You didn't mind it. Since you lived alone, it can get pretty lonely. And having people around surely brightened up the house and made you keep your sanity.

"I don't mind, but you gotta ask your dad." You chuckled.

Carl turned to Rick, pouting and giving his best puppy dog eyes. Rick rolled his eyes, but couldn't suppress an inkling of a smile.

"Yeah, yeah. But let me drop you and Judith off with Y/N first. I'll be back, I just need to get some extra clothes and essentials."

"YAY!" Carl cheered, Judith following suit as they both raised their arms and hollered.

"You're so whipped for them." You laughed, shaking your head as you looked at Rick.

"I ain't denying that." He sighed dramatically, grinning.

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Twisted Halloween

A Dandy mott x reader where the reader is Dandy's friend and gets kidnapped by twisty on halloween and Dandy is angry but doesn't reveal his identity to the reader only gives them special treatment! (Sorry if that doesn't make sense!) ~signed just a simple Dandy loving anon~ (Request)

Word Count: 3104

A/N: Thank you to the Dandy loving anon that sent me this request! I hope that this is similar to what you wanted. We are at 168. Thank you all for the support! I really do appreciate you all. If you want to find my masterlist, please click here! I hope you enjoy this ✌

Post Date: 05/14/2020

“We can just come pick you up. You’re cutting into our Halloween party time,” Dandy whined into the phone. “I’m almost done! Don’t worry about picking me up, I will take my bike,” I stared at my costume, wondering what it was missing. “I’m sure you want your own mode of transportation after everything. I understand,” I bit the inside of my cheek as I slowly worked on my costume, not sure how to respond. “It’s okay. Really it is...is this tomato on my sandwich? I specifically asked for no tomato! Where’s your manager?” I sighed, listening to Dandy tear into an unfortunate caterer. Stepping back, I admired my work “Alright, I’m on my way!” I chirped into the phone before ending the call.

It’s Halloween. Every Halloween, Dandy and I have a small party. Just for the two of us. We haven’t missed a single Halloween since we met and despite the heated fight we had, we couldn’t miss this one..

“You can’t do this to him. You can’t do this to me. Please, Y/n, one more Halloween. Just one more!”

What a mistake

My eyes fluttered open as the sunlight danced on my face, waking me of my involuntary deep slumber. My head pulsated with pain as my dirt covered body shivered. As I lifted my arm to rest my hand on my aching head, I could hear the chains scrape across the floor. Where am I? My eyes scanned the dusty room. A cage. I was in a cage. In a cage on a bus. My eyes continued to scan the room as they fell upon old toys that must have been older than I am. Dirty dolls in worn, ragged dresses. Some missing one eye, one arm, one leg, or even their head. Wheeless toy trucks. Squeaky toys that probably spat dust out when squeezed. I heard a small cough nearby. I slowly turned my head, wincing. My neck felt so stiff. My eyes connected with another's. A girl around my age and a little boy. I immediately identified them as the missing siblings from just a few weeks ago. No one knew just how long they were gone. Their parents were on a vacation at the time of their disappearance. Their faces were plastered on flyers, newspapers, milk cartons, the news channels, etc. They looked different now compared to the clean, polite, bright eyed children the pictures portrayed. They were covered in dirt, dirtier than I was. Their hair matted. Their clothing torn and riddled with holes. Their eyes sunken. They must’ve been here for awhile now.

"D-do you know who did this?" I stammered, licking at my cracked lips. I tasted blood and my lip was swollen. I continued to run my tongue over my enlarged bottom lip as the girl began to sigh "The clown. Twisty the clown," 

Twisty. Dandy, my best friend, had talked about Twisty over a million times before. Dandy became obsessed with clowns and even had his mother buy him a clown costume. A few of them actually. I had always assumed the disappearances were blamed on an urban legend as they were so mysterious and unheard of in this part of town. Nothing happened like this in Jupiter. The streets were innocent. They were so innocent that the cops were so bored from the lack of action in town that they’d drive on down to the freak show to stir up some trouble themselves. As corrupt as that was, no one really complained because without it there would be nothing for the bored to gossip about. There would be nothing to gasp and read about in the daily newspapers. Nothing to wake up tired eyes. Nothing to shake and stir the town. Kids were free to roam around until nightfall and even then as long as they stayed in or around their yards, they continued to play with little to no adult supervision. No harm done. Every child accounted for by supper. The only odd and sometimes looked down on thing in town was the freak show and even that wasn’t bad. Jupiter was safe..up until now anyway.

“Twisty? Isn’t Twisty just a name they plastered onto the missing case?” I looked between the girl and the boys. “Twisty is real. He’ll come back sometime today to give us supper..maybe,” the little boy looked down, poking at a stale piece of moldy bread. “How long have you been here?” I chewed on my lip, producing more blood. “It’s hard to remember,” both the boy and girl whimpered, their eyes lowered as they stared blankly at the floor. I choked down a sob as I shook my head in disbelief. Why me? Why them? Why is this happening?

There were crunching footsteps coming from the distance. My ears perked up as I scrambled to my knees. “It’s him,” the little boy whimpered as the girl pulled him towards her, rocking him back and forth as she hummed to him. As the footsteps got closer, I could hear the tingle of little bells. Goosebumps perked up on my skin as the bells and footsteps got closer and closer. Louder and louder. After a minute or two I could hear maniacal giggling. Shuddering, I closed my eyes as shivers shot down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut as I heard the bus door peel open. I could hear the tingle of bells paired with heavy breathing. I felt myself slip into an abyss of panic, so I went to my happy place:

The warmth of the sun kissed my skin as I frolicked in the flowered garden with him. My cheeks burned from the stretch of my smile and my stomach clenched with my heavy laughter. His blue eyes hid behind wrinkled eyelids, his sparkling white teeth shone in the sunlight through his smile. I ran my thumb over his hand as he led me towards the big mansion that he lived in. The inside of the mansion smelled of sweet baked goods as a hint of cinnamon lingered in the air. Fresh bread. Fresh pie. Fresh cookies. You name it, it was there. Flowers. Big bouquets of flowers placed here and there, adding a pop of color to the big mansion. A sweet treat for the eyes. 

You could hear the faint tune of Dora’s hum from the kitchen as well as you could hear the gentle, light clicks of Gloria’s heels coming towards us. “You look absolutely wonderful today, Y/n. You look handsome as ever, Dandy!” Gloria pressed her lipsticked lips together in a pleasant smile as she stood in front of Dandy and I. “Mother, have Dora bring us up a platter of desserts as well as finger sandwiches and some iced tea!” Dandy ordered. “Please,” I added with a smile. Gloria’s eyes were glued to our interlocked fingers. “Mother!” Dandy shouted, tightening his grip on my hand. “Yes, dear! I heard you clearly. I will send her right up when it’s all prepared,” Gloria’s eyes slowly travelled up to my eyes. We held eye contact for some time before she nodded, walking away towards the kitchen.

“Let’s go!” Dandy grinned, leading me upstairs. I looked through the design on the staircase railing at Gloria who stood in her place, looking back at me. Her eyes were quiet and gentle, but at the same time telling. Almost warning. My footsteps quickly matched Dandy’s as he began to drag me up the stairs and through the house to his playroom.

We laughed and joked around from sun up until sun down. His laugh, contagious. His smile, breathtaking. Time flew by with him. There was so much to do in so little time. “Together we can do anything, Y/n! We’re the bestest of friends that ever existed. We can be rulers, we SHOULD be rulers! We could rule the universe and take over galaxies. We’re unstoppable. We’re immortal and invincible!” Dandy preached, flailing his arms around with a big smile. Pointing everywhere as he stomped around with his head held high. His confidence beamed and poured right out of him as he spewed “Y/n, we could move mountains and drain oceans. Shall we take over?” Dandy’s smirk slithered across his face as he leaned in closer to me. “We shall,” I grinned at Dandy.

Pleased, Dandy flopped onto the big couch that I perched up on, laying his head on my lap “I got this for you,” Dandy handed me a piece of my favorite candy as well as a flower that he had picked from their garden “To an amazing friendship,” “To an amazing friendship,” I smiled back at Dandy, smelling the flower.

I could feel the warm bursts of heat coming from the other side of the cage as Twisty breathy panted by my face. The smell of mint drowned my senses. I heard the wired cage dangle and shake as Twisty grumbled. I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes as I heard the locked cage door screech open. I could hear the bells jingle as metal clanked and spun on the floor. “Mr. Clown, can we leave after supper?” I heard the boy squeak before the girl shushed him. Twisty didn’t respond. There was a continued shuffle then a brief pause. I knew that Twisty or whoever this clown is was staring right at me. I refused to open my eyes even after I felt something drop at my feet. I kept my eyes shut when the cage screeched to a close and keys jangled as the door locked.

I finally opened my eyes when I could hear the shuffling start to fade away. I could see the back of the clown walking away before prying the bus doors open then closed again. I looked at the girl and the boy who were shoveling what looked like plain oatmeal into their mouths from metal plates before looking down at my feet. My favorite candy and a familiar flower along with my favorite meal that looked eerily similar to Dora’s style of cooking. I scrambled to my feet to try to get a glimpse of the clown, but by the time I made it to an open window the clown was gone. I could only hear the faint jingles of the costume.

My stomach grumbled as I fell to my knees, unwrapping the candy and shoving it into my mouth with a satisfied sigh. “He never gives us candy,” I heard the little boy whimper. “Or anything other than oatmeal,” the girl added. I slid the container with my favorite food in it to the siblings “It’s yours,” I watched as their faces lit up, small smiles as a thank you. As they began to eat, I sighed and twirled the flower in between my fingers awaiting Dandy.

“Oh my gosh, Dandy! You can’t just say that,” I giggled, covering my mouth as Dandy stood in front of one of his many mirrors. “But the beauty of it all is that, I can!” Dandy grinned, staring at himself in the mirror. “Do you know what you want to be for Halloween?” Dandy nodded before turning towards me “Have you heard of Twisty the clown?” his eyebrows wiggled as his eyes stared into my soul. “Oh yeah, Jupiter’s killer clown! Instead of pinning the cases on a legend, the police need to be searching and catching leads” I rolled my eyes. “No Y/n it’s not a legend. He’s real!” Dandy stamped his foot before sighing “Twisty is real,” I watched as Dandy pulled out a clown costume, dangling it in front of himself as he posed in the mirror. “You’ve been into clowns a lot lately,” I watched as Dandy began to admire himself in the mirror, his eyes dressing himself up in the costume. “I met Twisty. We are partners,” Dandy ran his fingers up and down the costume.

I mildly laughed, shaking my head at Dandy’s ridiculousness. Dandy was known to come up with fantasies in his head and get wrapped up in them. It was best to not argue with him. “Why are you laughing?” Dandy snapped, his eyes burning holes into my head. “Calm down!” I defended, shocked by his tone. I was used to him speaking harshly, but to everyone else and never me. “I will not calm down. You are disrespecting me,” Dandy began to slowly creep over to me, his tone getting louder and louder. His tone of voice sending unpleasant chills up and down my spine over and over again “You’re supposed to be my best friend and you don’t believe me?””

I quietly stood up, backing away from Dandy “I just didn’t think he was real. I believe you Dandy. I do,” I backed myself up into the wall as Dandy got closer and closer until his body pressed against mine. His sharp eyes searched mine before a smile ripped across his face “Okay! Let’s play a game, huh?”

My thoughts were cut short as I heard the bus doors pry open. I snapped my head towards the clown, gasping. I felt a thousand bullets tear into my body as I looked Twisty up and down with watered eyes. “Dandy,” I whispered, covering my mouth. Dandy grunted through the dirty mask, walking towards the cage. Dandy stood in front of me, staring at me with those eyes. I stuck the flower through the case, staring Dandy in his eyes “Why are you doing this Dandy?” Dandy’s eyes were glued to the flower. “You’re better than this,” I whimpered, looking at the boy and girl behind me “Let them go. Let me go! We can talk about this,” I snapped my head back towards Dandy with pleading eyes “Please,”

Dandy wasn’t hiding behind that mask. It only covered his mouth, leaving his slick back hair and bright eyes open to see. Dandy grunted into the mask, his eyebrows squeezing together as he jumped up and down, rattling the cage. I heard shuffling as the girl held onto the whimpering boy. I didn’t move as I stared at Dandy who continued to rattle and shake the cage in an attempt to scare me. “You don’t scare me. I know you!”

Dandy ripped the flower through the cage, tearing it up into pieces and throwing the tiny brightly colored pieces towards the boy and girl. “Leave them alone!” I demanded “You are a monster!” Dandy began to heavy breath as he threw the bag of stuff at the cage before stomping away and out of the bus. I crouched down as I reached for the bag. Pulling on the string, the bag fell over and some of the contents spilled out: my favorite snacks, my favorite bottled sodas, a greasy brown bag of food from the small diner that Dandy and I frequented, a container of sloppy oatmeal, wet wipes, a brush, a crumpled up ball of paper, and one pair of clothes.

My clothes. The clothes that I had left the night I ran out on Dandy.

I tried to stay away from Dandy as much as I could without him taking much notice. He started to become increasingly angry. More physical. More uncontrollable. More spontaneous. We were enjoying a late night snack with Gloria. We were dressed up in these new, silky pajamas that Gloria had spotted on one of her out of town outings. I had agreed to a sleepover after Gloria showed up to my house, proposing the idea that I come spend time with Dandy sick or not due to his lonely behavior. “He misses you dearly and so do I” she pleaded. The woman goes through hell with that boy, so it was hard for me to not agree.

“Let’s shoot the freaks!” Dandy laughed, waving a gun around. “Let’s not,” I bit my lip as I glanced at Gloria who sipped at her cup of tea. “Stop being a buzzkill!” Dandy shouted at me. “You’re being so unreasonable! You’ve been acting so different, Dandy. This is why I’ve been avoiding you!” I screamed back. I covered my mouth as I shook my head. I didn’t mean to say those words. It was supposed to be subtle. Leaving his house an hour early. Two hours earlier. Three hours earlier. Staying home “sick” for a day. Then two days. Then a week. Progressively detaching him from me was the plan and now it’s out in the open with no way of backtracking.

Dandy stumbled back “You weren’t sick last week?” I pressed my lips together as I looked down. “You are such a liar! No wonder why you refused our doctor to visit. You are nothing, Y/n!” Dandy screamed “You are..nothing,” “Dandy, no!” Gloria screamed.

It all happened so slow. I heard Gloria scream. I heard the tea cup shatter. I felt little drops of the hot tea splash at my legs. I felt Gloria’s hands as she pushed me down and out of the way onto the floor. I heard the loud bang of the gun. I could smell the smoke and gunpowder. I could hear the bullet crack through layers upon layers of the living room wall. Gloria kept shouting, but I couldn’t make out what was being said. The only thing I could really hear was the ringing in my ears. I laid on the ground for a moment not wanting to believe that my best friend would have shot me dead.

I would have been dead had I been alone with Dandy.

It took a minute for that to seep in, but once it did..

“You’re crazy! You’re a monster!” I screamed, scrambling to my feet and running out of the door. I could hear Dandy shouting followed by more gunshot noises. I could feel the heat from the bullets as they chased and missed me. My feet had never ran faster.

“I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!” Dandy screamed with every bang of the gun.

I opened up and smoothed out the piece of paper and sat down on the floor to read it:

“I’m kind of sorry” was sprawled out in beautiful red writing. Not Dandy’s handwriting but it was Gloria’s.

I shook my head in disbelief as I passed the boy and girl the greasy bag of food and snacks. I watched as they tore open into the bags, hungry for something other than cold oatmeal. 

I could hear erratic jingling of bells outside along with the famous words of Dandy “I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!”

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Shinsou Shits (Bakugou x Reader)

Tip Jar ☕- Not expected but always appreciated💞

Well, I fucking watched the Heroes Rising Movie today and just when I thought that I couldn’t love the feral ass Bakugou more than I already do—

BAM!!

Straight in the feels.

Also, Thank you so much anon for requesting this and appreciating my writing! PS I totally outed myself as a person with random ass ships in this peice LOL

HnM💕

Hey I’m big fan of ur writing and I have request for Baku x f!reader prompts : 4 and 5 pls: “I really don’t think children are in my future.” “Well… that was almost cute.”

Bakugou and you were on what you liked to call the “Shinsou Shits” duty—the painstaking chore that you and your friends often drew lots, or played “rock, paper, scissors”, or “nose goes”, or performed some other desperate measure to get out of doing.

You loved Mina and Shinsou to death—and would happily take a bullet for either one of them; however, this type of cruel and usual punishment could have even the strongest of wills wishing to bite the bullet.

“Why are ya’ talkin’ to the air, weirdo? There is nothing there, you know,” little Kanjo Shinsou sneered at the scared boy from atop the playground slide. His wild, purple mane crowded to one side as he tilted his head into a questioning glance.

The terrified boy under fire clenched his shaky fists, “Y-yes there is… you’re there!” he threw a quivering finger toward the other side of the playset where another Shinsou was approaching the group. A devilish flare emitted from his golden irises as he neared with a smirk.

Kanjo didn’t even bother throwing a glance toward his twin brother as he chastised the little boy, “How am I there, if I am here, stupid?”

“T-there must be two of you!” the little boy squeaked as his eyes flew back and forth from the brothers.

“Two of me?! Ha!” The younger twin, Kaijou Shinsou threw his little body upon the slide to sit next to his brother on the tube, “Did ya’ hit your head this morning, or somethin’?”

The two boys gave eerily synchronized giggles as they both looked down upon the frightened boy.

“HEY!” you frantically called out from across the park, “Kaijo! Kanjo! Get down off of there right now!! You’re gonna fall!” you desperately pleaded.

Kaijo’s voice was the first to squeak up “We won’t fall, Auntie!” his face fell into an annoyed expression as he turned away from you. His aunt, Y/N just had to ruin all the fun and call them both out by their names.

“You could always come make us get down!” Kanjo teased before sticking his tongue out at you. Your eyes instantly narrowed into sharp slits. Never have you wanted to violently snatch somebody by the tongue so badly.

Kaijo seemed to be rallied up by his bother’s bravado, “Yeah, come and get us!” he sang, his black encrusted eyes darting to his older twin for approval.

All of a sudden you heard a series of explosions go off, before the flash image of your husband flew past you— rocketing toward the top of the playset, “LISTEN TO YOUR ELDERS, YOU DAMN BRATS!”

The children hardly had anytime to react at all—let alone scream— as Bakugou grabbed the both of them by the backs of their shirts and yanked them from the top of the slide. The man plopped the two kids onto the sand at the foot of the playset on their bottoms, “Now, don’t get up there again, or else,” he glowered over them.

The two children looked absolutely terrified, “Y-Yes, sir.” “Yes, Uncle Bakugou!”

Of course as, soon as Bakugou turned his back to walk back toward the park bench where you were sitting, the twins’ respectful demeanors had already fully melted away, replaced by their usual plotting smirks, and soon enough they were already on their way to torturing another kid.

You stood in awe as you watched Bakugou proudly march back toward the park bench that the two of you had claimed for the evening, “Wow. I wish they listened to me like that,” you breathed before plopping yourself back down onto the bench.

“You just have to show ‘em who’s in charge,” Bakugou replied with a small, pleased smirk, “Better yet, I should have just let the little shits fall down. Maybe then they’d learn their lesson,” he crossed his arms as he sat down next to you on the bench. You noticed that he scooted himself a bit closer to you after realizing that he was a little too far.

“Jesus, Katsuki. They are just four years old!” You argued with a laugh. The man only scoffed in return as his face hardened into a glare at the playground. Suddenly something caught his attention again at the top of the tall tube slide—two somethings to be exact.

“HEY!” He loudly barked, causing the twins to jump a little on top of the tall playset. Your heart fell down to your toes as you noticed little Kaijo loose his balance on top of the tube.

“I THOUGHT WE TOLD YOU TO GET—”

Kaijo’s small body suddenly fell down to the bottom of the playground wih a loud ‘thud’ as the sand aggressively displaced itself around him.

“KAIJO!!” both you and Bakugou were already on your feet; however, it was Kanjo, who reached his brother first as he desperately slid down the pole of the playset,

“Kaijo!” he quickly reached down and hugged his brother into up into a sitting position, “Are you okay, ‘bwuther’?”

Kaijo’s yellow irises, seemed to be a little dazed until he shook his head, sand flying out from his messy, purple mane as he refocused his mind, “Y-yeah, I’m okay!” he smiled brightly, leaving you to give a deep sigh of relief. Suddenly, your heart was filled with pride as the older twin helped his younger brother up and began dusting the sand off of him.

“Awh…” you leaned up against Bakugou to ingest the touching moment as a sweet smile graced your expression.

Suddenly an evil glare reappered within Kanjo’s eyes, “Let’s go put sand in that girl’s doll’s head!”

“Woah! You’re so smart Kanjo! You have the bestest ideas!” Kaijo gave a gleeful laugh, before the two ran off toward the swing set to meet their next pig-tailed victim.

“Well, That was almost cute…” you grimaced as Bakugou angrily marched to catch up with the two menaces. He swiftly redirected their schemes toward something less sadistic and returned to you back on the bench not too long afterward.

You gave a deep sigh, “You’re such a natural, babe. But me? They don’t even take me seriously at all. Even just watching you do all of the babysitting is tiring. Jeeze, I… I really don’t think children are in my future,” you frowned as Bakugou’s eyebrows fell even deeper together.

“Shuddup,” he exclaimed as he threw an arm behind your shoudlers to rest on the back of the bench, “You’re gonna be a great mother.”

As soon as the words left this mouth your heart squeezed into your throat, “W-what…?” the two of you had never even mentioned having kids… ever! What did he mean you were going to be a great mother? He wasn’t planning on leaving you or something was he??

“You got sand in your ears, too? I said you’ll be a great mom,” he repeated as his gaze stayed fixated on the Shinsou twins on the see-saw, “Our kids won’t be as terrible as these brats though.” He decided.

The two of you sat in a thick silence for a few beats before you found the courage to speak up, “I didn’t know you wanted kids, Katsuki,” you half-whispered as your throat was still constricted from the shock of his words.

Suddenly, your husband turned his head so that his gaze could meet yours. The setting, evening sun ignited even the slightest embers in his warm, crimson eyes. They seemed to be scanning you up and down as if he were searching for a hidden message in your expression. His eyebrows very seriously furrowed together as he regained heavy eye contact with you, “Of course I want to give you a Bakugou,” his low voice softly reverberated in your ears. His eyes never fell away from yours as he stared at you.

An instense chill fluttered from the base of your neck, down to your toes, back up to your heart  as if it were trying to defribillate your shocked being. C’mon, heart! Work again, dammit!

“OH my GOD!” you gasped as your face flushed into a deep heat, “D-d-don’t say it like that!!” You hid your overwhelmed, flame-filled face in your hands as Bakugou roughly stood up—startled by your suddenly stunned aura.

“WHAT?! Say it like what?! How the fuck else am I supposed to say it?!”

Kaijo and Kanjo Shinsou: the sons of Mina Ashido and Hitoshi Shinsou. Quirk: Acid Trip: they can use the vapors of the acid secreted from their palms to selectively alter the mind state of their opponents. Their vapors give off a severe, disorienting psychedelic propertythat leaves their opponents easy to influence. My OCs from a lil “next gen” project I’m workin on.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #bakugo #bakugou x reader #mha oc #bakugou imagine #mha imagines #mha imagine #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #bnha imagines #my hero academia oc #mina x shinsou #ashido x shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #mina ashido #shinsou

[wooyoungleeeeeex]

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Welcome! Welcome, all!

today, you're gonna be learning,

my nicknames for allll of the other members!

strap yourself in! This'll be an interesting ride!

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First, Hongjoong hyung!

--- > @joongielee

I like to call hyung names that'll annoy him, not because I hate him or anything. I just find him getting mad funny. ☺️ some names I call him are endearing, but most of 'em aren't. If he can be mean to me then I can be mean to him! >:D

--❝Tiny❞ -> I'm not creative, okay? He's small.

--❝dad/appa❞ -> because he's like a father to me 🥺 and I'm the bratty son!

--❝Mean lil bitchy gremlin❞ -> this one isn't one I call him directly, I call him it in passing. If I'm talking about him to one of the other members I'll probably call him this.

--❝Annoying hyung❞ -> everyone can be annoying, but especially Hong-Hyung. Like, just because I didn't do my chores doesn't mean you have to complain at me??

--❝Pretty Leader Hyung❞ -> y'know, surprisingly enough there are times where I'm not the problem. I look up to my amazing hyung a lot. 🥺 or... Y'know.. Sometimes I'll use this so he gets me what I want..

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Next up: Seonghwa Hyung!

--- > @hwaseongler

I'm a little bit nicer to Seonghwa hyung because he scares me... (but trust me when the two hyungs are together; that's the scariest >^<) but I still like to be a bit of a brat >:D nobody can stop me!!

--❝Mom/Eomma❞ -> this one's pretty simple, him and Hongjoong hyung are basically married (right? I just wasn't invited to the wedding..) Joongie's the dad and Hwa is the momma 😌

--❝Satan??/devil❞ -> you people don't know this but - ahem.. SEONGHWA HYUNG IS EVIL!

--❝Best Hyung™️❞ -> I know what I said, but Seonghwa hyung is just as amazing as he is evil. It's not a contradiction, it's just the truth.

--❝Scary part 1.❞ -> being in his presence is intimidating.

--❝Evil Biatch.❞ -> once again, I would never call him this directly because I'm too scared to because that's too mean, but I think it. I think it a lot.

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Next! Yunho Hyung :D

--- > @yungiggle

I have my good nicknames and my bad nicknames for each member. There's a lot less for Yunho because he hasn't wronged me very much...

--❝Puppy Prince❞ -> you've seen him right? He's just a happy puppy! 🥺

--❝Giant Scary❞ -> as cute as he is... When he wiggles his fingers at me I get afraid.

--❝Professional Traitor❞ -> if you ever need someone to be a traitor for you, Yunho's your guy. I can't tell you the amount of times I have asked for help and he's ended up joining my enemies instead. 😤

--❝The BCG❞ -> the big cuddly giant. His hugs are amazing. ☺️

--❝Big Sweetheart❞ -> look, Yunnie's really nice 🥺 well, most of the time.. And I respect him for that! Being nice to Wooyoung gets you my respect! >:3

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Let's keep this train rolling~

--- > @yeoswitch

Yeo hasn't caused me many problems, so I'm happy to say that I have mostly good names for him. ☺️

--❝Shy n' Cute❞ -> he's adorable 🤩 and super shy! When I get my ler hands on him imma wreck him >:D

--❝Mister Silence❞ -> sometimes he just ignores me- like c'mon Yeo, I know you don't find me that annoying.

--❝Bestieeee❞ -> my bestest friend of all!! 🤩🤩 I love you Yeosangie!

--❝Tiny: the sequal❞ -> he's not as small as Hong-Hyung is, but he's still small. 😎

--❝Disney Prince❞ -> he does look like a Prince tho- like c'mon ya'll. He's suuuuper pretty!

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Neeeeext, the wonderful... The adorable!

--- > @squeakysannie !!

Sannie's too adorable to me mean too.. But like I said, nobody escapes my bratty wrath. But I'll be kinder so that I don't get beheaded. 🥰

--❝Dimples❞ ->

Do I need to say anything else?

--❝Sir-Squeaks-Alot❞ -> if you couldn't tell already, Sannie is a squeaker. Give him a good ol' poke and you'll get a cute squeak. 🥰

--❝Cuddles❞ -> he's so cute and cuddly, please 🥺

--❝Weaklee❞ -> he gives off big lee energy! Not that surprising since y'know... He is a lee but still, it's adorable how weak he is to tickles 🥺

--❝The Favorite Child❞ -> nobody will deny that San is always the favorite no matter what. It doesn't matter if he misbehaves, he's still the favorite.

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Neeeeext up! We're almost done!

--- > @cockyswitchsong

Mingi is... Complicated.. I'm afraid of him but I also like messing with him. So I'll be nice... Ish.. We'll see how it goes, y'know?

--❝Scary part 2: the scarening❞ -> like I said, I'm afraid of him. He's not as scary as Seonghwa hyung, but there is still fear 😰

--❝lil' bitch boy.❞ -> I have no words for this one... It's just- something that I call him..? When I'm feeling particularly annoying?

--❝Deep Voiced demon.❞ -> like, holy shit that's scary. Especially when he teases, good God.

--❝The BCG, just smaller and meaner❞ -> Mingi can be cuddly too, like Yunho he's tall and perfect for cuddling! But like... He's a lot meaner and sneakier then Yunho.. 🥺

--❝Sneaky Snek.❞ -> You can't tell Mingi any of your secrets.. He won't keep them.. I know from experience since everyone knows my most ticklish spot now..

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And finally! Last but not least!

--- > @jonghosofthours !!!!

Look, Jongho and I.. We don't get along well in this world. He is the reason I can barely get away with anything! I mean, I love him! He's a good cuddler but jeez..

--❝H E N C H❞ -> You can't run from him, he'll pick you up with ease.

--❝Scary part 3: the strong boy scare.❞ -> when he holds you down and looks at you - eugh- it sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

--❝Obeidient little cock-a-doodle-doo.❞ -> he always listens to hyungs, it's annoying. I can't get a suitable partner in crime here >:( well, I guess it's just every man for himself 🤷‍♂️

--❝holy shriek❞ -> and I thought I was loud.

--❝competetive little bish.❞ -> everything. is. a. competition. And it's even more annoying because I always end up losing!

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Then... There are nicknames I give all of them at times too...

--❝B-Boy❞ -> basically stands for bitch boy but nobody has figured it out yet >:)

--❝cock-a-doodle-doos❞ -> the politer way of saying "cocks" or "dickheads" ☺️

--❝Annoying twerpy hyungs❞ -> I can take any new negative adjective and turn it into a great insult! The others have heard much worse then this one.. What can I say? Even though I always get the "LaNgUage!" complaint, I'll never stop cussing! >:D

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Now I'm just gonna end this by saying... Guys, I love you. And I'll be locked in my room if you need me. :)

Thanks for reading ya'll! Cya later! Or not- because I might die! But I'll try not to!

#ateez tickles #i love you guys! #:D #I'm not scared #you are #>:D #the bratty child wins again

[cbseung]

cobblestones: modern prince! hyunjin - [pt. 1]

✧༺♥༻∞ modernprince!hyunjin because hwang hyunjin is a literal prince

[masterlist]

[pt 1] [pt 2] [pt 3] [pt 4] [pt 5] [pt 6] [pt 7] [pt 8] [pt 9] [pt 10] [final]

author’s note: so this imagine isn’t historically accurate and here’s why

queen elizabeth doesn’t exist but one direction does

there’s also no current reigning monarchy in korea irl? that i know of anyways, but in this story there is 

hyunjin has a british? accent

but i hope you enjoy anyway :D (also! this is part 1 because this idea just popped off in my head and i want to execute it well)

also side note: the timing for this was too perfect thanks for posting hyunjin 

pairings: you x hyunjin

genre: fluff! lowkey enemies to lovers! 

word count: 1,115

description: your best friend had some mysterious secret, and now you’re having dinner at the buckingham palace with the same boy who called you dumb after HE ran into you at the market earlier that day

ever since your one direction phase back in 2014 you’ve wanted to go to london

and find one direction 

and on that note, you and your best friend, hwang yeji (who you may or may not have forced to come with you) are five minutes from boarding

and you’re internally trying not to freak out???

it’s not like you’ve waited for this moment for like?? 5 years??

you are VISIBLY shaking due to your excitement

so yeji ELBOWS you to STOP and says

“hey my fam from korea is in london the same time we are and they want to meet us for dinner the day after we arrive and they’re rich rich so i said yes”

and who are you to disagree?? you love free food and free food from the rich nonetheless

with that said, you two start to board the plane

yeji links your arms together and says

“let’s go!! i have a feeling this trip will be one to never forget!!”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・。.・

so you guys arrive to london after that 6 hour flight

and if the dictionary had a picture for the definition of death you’re 100% sure your current state would be it

you were SO sure you could sit on the plane for those 6 hours but BOY WERE YOU WRONG

now all you wanna do is sleep in a fortress made of pillows and blankets but no no, LONDON AWAITS

AND WOW IT’S PRETTIER THAN YOU THOUGHT

SO MUCH TO DO SO MUCH TO SEE SO MANY PEOPLE TO MEET

it’s 12:30 pm when you arrive, so you and yeji start by eating lunch and exploring what london has to offer

you stop at a market to buy food because you guys are staying at an airbnb and ya’ll need to cook cook

so you buy coffee to beat DEATH the jetlag 

you separate from yeji in order to cover more ground and as you turn to walk to the first vendor you—

oof

...

and then you feel it

your poor, lowkey scalding hot coffee is now all over your brand new shirt you bought just for this trip!!!

“HeeEeEEEy” you whine

“hey uh you should watch where you’re going” you hear a deep voice say

????????????? excuse me???

you step back in order to see who ran into and -

oh? he’s kinda cute? bucket hats don’t look good on anyone and wow does he work it!! and that mole under his left eye looks so cute i kinda just wanna kiss it and- oh wait he’s waving his hand in front of your face

“uh hello? anyone home? look i know americans are dumb but i didn’t know they were this dumb

oh he’s rude rude

“HeY uH maybe YOU should watch where you’re going??” you retort back, “and sorry i kinda had to process that the holy elixir of life is all over my brand new shirt because some idiot decided to run into me”

“holy elixir of life??? wow are all you americans that dramatic? tea is so much better anyway?”

“wow! are all british people this snobby and rude?”

“not all of us are, just me darling”

you can just hear the sarcasm dripping from his lips

you walk away fuming

BECAUSE HE JUST?? RUINED YOUR OUTFIT >:( AND COFFEE >:(

you call yeji frantically because you need to go back to your airbnb which totally puts a damper on today’s festivities and that means you have to cancel everything today because it’s such a hassle to go back to the city city and-

oh yeji says just to buy a new shirt and then you’ll figure it out later

and that’s why she’s your best friend

cause she rationalizes and calms you down

uwu thanks yeji

you and yeji meet up when it’s dinner time, and you start complaining about cute rude mystery guy

“you should have HEARD the way that guy who ran into me talked to me!! he was so rude >:(  ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵏᶦⁿᵈᵃ ᶜᵘᵗᵉ ”

“oH? what’s that i hear?!? y/n has a cruuuush!!!”

“IT’S! NOT! A! CRUSH! also you totally ignored me when i said he was mean!”

“oop whatever you say”

“no but seriously” you sigh, “it wouldn’t hurt to see him again”

“ᶦᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ᶜʳᵘˢʰ ᵐʸ ᵇᵘᵗᵗ ” yeji mutters

you also ask her about her mysterious rich family

“so like how rich rich is your family”

“let’s just say old money goes a long way.. also they’re sorta famous back in the homeland” yeji says

famous??? how famous?? how exciting!! maybe they know one direction

with this new pep in your step you can’t wait until dinner tomorrow!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・。.・

okay woah wait a second

you were expecting some family that owns some moderately successful business in london like those folks you see in your dramas and can afford that gordon ramsey restaurant you wanted to eat at but couldn’t pay for

you really were an idiot sandwich

but not the royal family?? you know like the kings and queens and princes and princess that have knights with the shining armor and stuff

wait you might finally meet your knight in shining armor ooo

as you step into the buckingham palace-

woah wait you!! are stepping into!!! buckingham palace!!!

“this is absolutely insane???” you tell yeji, “how tf do you know the royal?? family??”

“well ,,, my aunt and uncle are kinda?? the queen and king of like parts of korea?? let’s not get into the logistics”

you and yeji are greeted walk into the grand entrance of the buckingham palace and WOW

IT’S SO???? PRETTY? AND BIG?

THE GOLDEN HANDRAILS, THE TWO STAIRCASES DESCENDING FROM THE BALCONY? SO PRETTY

and this is just the entrance!!!?? you think

there’s two figures standing at the top of the balcony

“auntie!!!!” yeji yells as she runs towards them, “i’ve missed you!!”

after a few minutes of them catching up (and by catching up i mean, ‘oh yeji how are you how’s your mom do you have a boyfriend yet what are you studying in university’) yeji introduces you to her aunt

“auntie! this is y/n! she’s my bestest friend back home! y/n, this is my aunt ”

“it’s so nice to meet you!” you say

“it’s nice to meet you too y/n!” she says as she gives you a hug, “dinner will be served in a few minutes, but why don’t you say hello to my children! they should be in the dining room!”

OOOH more exploring!!! and new friends!!!!! you can’t WAIT for how the rest of the night is gonna go!

but oof honey you’ve got a storm coming, and you won’t know what hit you

[end of part 1] 

#hwang hyunjin #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #hwang hyunjin imagines #hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #skz imagines #stray kids #skz #kpop imagines #stray kids scenarios #prince hyunjin #!!! #ya'll saw that post #i'm dead #thanks hyunjin #hyunjin stray kids #prince hwang hyunjin #modern prince hyunjin #oof too many hashtags sorry bros #cbseung imagines

[moviestorian]

Queen on Fire - Live at the Bowl 1982 concert (Hot Space Tour) LIVEBLOGGGGGGGG

As promised! :) Initially I was supposed to go directly from Montreal to Wembley, but dear @his-majesty-king-mercury convinced me to do Live at the Bowl before, and I’m glad she did!

Background: The concert is dated at June 5, 1982. As I wrote in the title, it was part of the Hot Space tour and was initially supposed to be played at Arsenal Stadium in Highbury. A day before the gig Freddie had a nasty fight with his then-boyfriend who had bitten him between a thumb and forefinger.

Let’s begin! - ugh Hot Space - but hey, it's gonna be fun! It's Queen, and Queen always puts the bestest live shows! - oh wowzie, this is mah first liveblog since April, long time not seen right? - my pizza's ready, my coffee's ready, my dip is ready - I think I can start watching now - Ooo wow, this concert lasts an hour and 43 minutes? I would die if I had to play on stage for that long - I can already feel the enthusiasm!!! The ENERGYYYY - FLASH AAAAAAHHH AHHHH - they're leaving the plane and look so hella cuuute - oh hi Crystal! oh hi Phoebe! Great to see you all! - gotta say... Freddie's outfit is fabulous. - Brian: plays the guitar and jumps the Crowd: HELL YEAH - I'm only 3 minutes in and my current mood is: fuck the critics whoever trashed Queen and disrespected their music skills - WE WILL WE WILL ROCK YOU - I love the fast version, slaps 100 times harder than the studio version - Deaky looks awesome in blue, I mean I already noticed that when I watched Rock Montreal, but let me reiterate - It's only been 5 minutes but let me tell you...not enough zooms for Roger - Freddie's in a good shape and form... not that I'm surprised - ROGER - cute red little scarf on mah boi's neck - THE FIRST FREDDIE AND ROG INTERACTIONS, I LIVE, I'M HAPPY - "hello everybody" "hey hey hey" good time to miss Freddie - Action This Time... Anyone surprised that it sounds better live than on the album? - ROGER'S VOCALS HOTDAMN - Brian's hair is floofy as usual... why am I acting like it's an unusual thing - I really really miss hearing Freddie and Roger together... POWER DUO - the synths get introduced... I neither love nor hate it tbh - okay not Queen related but the pizza is not bad, for a frozen one - Freddie, you feeling too hot for that jacket? And you Deaky, too? Get undressed, babes, I certainly don't mind - Play the Game! I love this song... Also Freddie playing on a piano is a blessing to us all - He really puts his soul into this one... Bless this man - Brian's backing vocals always sound so soft... My tenor angel - THANK FRICKING GOD THE SYNTHS IN THE BACKGROUND ARE BARELY AUDIBLE - LOL FREDDIE - he put a towel on his head I'm XDDDD what a legend - this and the famous plastic bag is a thrilling saga - AAAAA YOOOO - LMAO at Freddie throwing his...water?beer? at the audience - *Hot Space apologist speech* :P - we're at the funky part, I guess... - Brian and John's synchronized movements :)))) - ah okay it's Staying Power... I forgot what the song sounds like - Roger in black... I'm swooning - Roger has a nice closeup view on Freddie's butt, I mean back :D - This is not bad, but I'm gonna bet that I'll forget what this song sounds like again in less than two hours - John's haircut is cute and adorbs :D - OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - Somebody to Love!!!!!!!!!!!!! - The intro...sounds so sublime, soft, and raw at the same time - I love that it sounds slightly different, depending on the concert - This is really emotional... We shall see how it goes, but so far it surpasses even the god tier Montreal version! - Forgive me for not saying too much now... I'm fully sunk in the sheer beauty of this sincere performance - Love Roger's drumming and the crowd clapping to the beat! - "I like it" ME TOO FREDDIE - I wish we could hear Roger a tiny bit better! I love the crescendo part - That was beautiful :') - Now I'm Here!!!! asjgashasashjgas - I love it when they perform it at higher speed - The jumping crowd fairly represents what my brain cells currently look like - I hella love Roger's drumming in this song - well not just this song but y'know - Freddie...what was that??? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THAT FINGER??? - hehe you can tell that Brian's very into it :D - Brian trying to get Roger's attention... Rog is, however, fully dedicated to his drums :D - Freddie lying down after the song is a post-exercise or post-dinner mood - "Let's play a game" YES SIR - yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - "Go pretty boy, go" I'm SOFT - hear that bassline? YES ME TOO - (it's Dragon Attack if anyone's wondering) - Freddie Mercury: lead singer AND fitness instructor - wish I could make some screencaps, alas I'm watching this online so it would take too much effort so here we are - Fred, let BRIAN PLAYYYY nooo don't distract him! - out of context those cuts and shots look like John is jealous of Freddie and Roger XDDD this is gif and meme worthy (around 39 minute) - btw probably no one is interested because you came here for the Queen concert liveblog, but I got my period and I'm starting to feel it - IT SUCKS - ooooo Brian speaking! His voice is so soothing, I could listen to him all day and it would probably calm my nerves - acoustic guitar...I'm already in - WHY SO QUIET THOUGH - Love of My Life, I'm cry - Everyone's singing along from the very first line... this is beautiful - Everyone united by this song's pure beauty :))))) I'm not crying you are - Do you sometimes think about Brian playing the acords for this gorgeous track and there is no Freddie sitting beside him? - Yeah, I hate myself for that thought too - I might be a little bit emotional - No wonder it was this particular song was the one that finally convinced Bri's father to FINALLY accept his son's career - Brian's gentle smile I'm :') :') :') - *clap clap clap clap* SAME - We're at Save Me now... Are we doing a crying compilation or what? - This is almost as bad as the Queen Forever album I recently bought.. TOO EMOTIONAL - Don't get me wrong, I ADORE Save Me - But this is too much - Almost 50 minutes in and Freddie's voice is still STRONG AS A BELL - Remember what I said about the "fuck the critics" mood? Yeah the mood is back - Even the cute Roger/Freddie interaction almost makes me cry I'm agsahjhsAAAAAAAAA - I need a more lighthearted now BLEASE - I'm a tough cookie but when I have Queen feels very little can help! - Is this Back Chat? OH GOD - Please bring me back to the crying mode, I DIDN'T MEAN THIS - (I'm sorry Fidan and all the Back Chat fans over there, I'm not a huge fan of this song :-*) - We get a nice view on Roger's back, though *Lenny face* - The synths sound like a main theme for some mystery-drama tv show from the 1980s XDDD - I forgot how long this song is... - Get Down Make Love *insert Lenny face again* - Okay I gotta admit... lyrically this song is a mess and borderline cringey in the first verse, but I really like it musically - I GIVE YOU HEAT - I GIVE YOU MEAT *three Lenny faces* - Okay, let's just listen to the song and pretend we all forgot the English language, maybe? - That mid parts always makes me feel like I'm about to be abducted by aliens - Thank God I don't do drugs, I would start thinking I might be hallucinating - I assume that Brian's guitar solo starts now? - Nice intro! - And Roger gets time to breathe, the boy needs his oxygen - Actually, this may be one my favourite of Brian's guitar solos? - Brighton Rock :))))))))))))))) - Brian's hands are very pretty - oh noooooo - an error? - poor Bri - that disappointed guy who screamed "No" when the guitar stopped playing :D - thankfully he issue quickly got solved! - hi Roger, nice to see you back <3 - It's Roger's time to shine! - YEs, Under Pressure! - The Montreal version is gonna be hard to beat, though - Let's see - uu I like Fred's red jacket! - ...do you have any shirt underneath, though? Naughty boi - he does not LOL - "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH" - let me tell you again...Roger's mic is definitely not turned loud enough - This is great but still, I prefer the Montreal one - That beer always amuses me XD - Freddie, you want us to slap your ass? - Oh no, he's just announcing Fat Bottomed Girls XDDDD - "I was just a skinny lad" the editing team: cuts to the camera angle which shows Brian first and Freddie after him - Roger's "oooh" is funny because he's really into it :D :D :D - Freddie is now a pole dancer, he changed profession - The crowd, always cheering when Freddie gets undressed :P - I sense Crazy Little Thing Called Love incoming! - yes it is Crazy Little Thing! - Freddie's joke about the three guitar cords XDDD - This song always slaps - "she drives me crazYY" - ReAdY fReDdIe - FREDDIE PLS STOP FCKING YOUR GUITAR - this is pretty - BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY YEAH - he sounds so soft :)))) - and now so raw - "Momma UwU" - can't unsee this fricking meme now ajsdhjgdhjds - My favourite guitar solo :')))) - they actually played the video??? - I miss spaniel haired Deaky tbh - *instense drumming* *fireworks* - Oh Brian is wearing this cool shirt he also wore in Montreal! - jumpy Deaky...too bad you can onnly see him from the distance - GONG - that was sexy - Roger hitting that gong in the black outfit is sexier than shirtless Rog hitting the gong, change my mind - TIEE YOUR MOTHER DOWN TIEE YOUR MOTHER DOWN - There's only some 15 minutes left... The time always passes so quickly when I'm watching a Queen concert - Another One Bites the Dust! I've been waiting for thiiiis - Deaky: happy jump - He knows it's his time to shine - wait a second, when did Roger change his shirt? - I need a good closeup - Freddie be like *imma slap my thigh now* - ooo I see Roger's Japanese shirt now! It's pretty cool! - Brian looks great too - Those flashing light are kinda migraine-inducing, thankfully I don't have an aura today - SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER heartattack - Looks like Freddie is flirting with Red Special :P - they're going absolutely crazy XD - WE WILL ROCK YOU DRUMLINE INTENSIFIES - LOL the sombrero on Freddie's head :P - ups mr editor dropped a frame - And now we're truly heading towards the end... I'm gonna start associating We Are the Champions with farewells soon - Well done, boys - I know I say it every single time - But you can't stress this enough - :)))) I'm glad I did this liveblog - They look exhausted but very satisfied :))) - Bye bye!

Next time I’ll be doing Wembley 1986, hopefully soon!

Tagging all the people who expressed their wish to read my ramblings. :) Enjoy!

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[kpopboops]

Baby- Astro

Genre: fluff, D. Store is a cafe, so many uwus 

Word Count: 2245

Based on the Baby MV which was so cute I’m crying, also got inspiration from this post: https://kpopboops.tumblr.com/post/183789192747/astro-dstore-head-canon by @nojam-secrettime

A/N: Before this starts, I’m just going to go over each member’s flavors (like each person’s soda thing in the mv lol) and their job at the cafe. 

MJ: orange, cashier, helps out with barista-ing 

Jinjin: green apple, manager, helps out anyone that needs it, well-rounded

Eunwoo: blueberry, cook

Moonbin: strawberry, barista

Rocky: grape, bus boy/ baker

Sanha: lemon, waiter

LOL the fic actually starts now--------------- <3

Jieun walked into D. Store, the bell tinkling cheerfully as she pulled the door open. “Hi there, Jieun. What will you have today?” the cashier greeted from behind the register. She pondered for a moment before declaring “Grape soda with a strawberry cake slice.”

D. Store was a cafe that opened up in June 2017. The D stood for dream and the design of the cafe clearly emitted that vibe. The neon sign that lit up in rainbow colors always flickered a few times before turning on which was part of the charm. The rainbow “Open” sign was a welcoming addition and the entire store was surrounded by greenery and flowers. The polished wooden door added a nice touch and added to the entire look.

On the inside, benches accented with a sky blue coat of paint and a wire backing lined the walls. A record player sat on a metal stool, playing songs from old vinyls. The white counter and light colors were complimented by the flower vases and the vines that hung on the wooden walls. Two clear refrigerators allowed customers to take their own drinks and a white display case next to the counter showcased the various sweets that D. Store offered. The cafe gave off a secret fairy garden vibe and Jieun had been a regular customer from the start.

A gasp brought her back to reality. She looked up to find Jinwoo at the counter. Even though all 6 boys who worked here opened the store together, Jinwoo was still dubbed the boss. “I’m so hurt,” he said, putting his hand on his chest dramatically. “How could you not pick my flavor when it’s obviously the best.”

Jieun sighed. “Hello to you too, Jinwoo.” Another gasp.

“Oh no, you’re not even calling me what you usually do!” he gasped, raising his voice. “Shut up, Jinjin,” MJ stated as he walked past, giving him a smack on the back with a promotional poster for their new strawberry banana crepe. Jinwoo huffed as he gave Jieun a number. “Go sit down, your order will be ready in a minute,” he muttered. Jieun plopped down into a seat that was tucked into the corner of the separation, the closest one to the counter.

Eunwoo gave Jieun a small smile as he walked up with the strawberry cake slice and grape soda. “Hey,” he greeted before sliding into the bench across from Jieun. The rainy Wednesday weather didn’t attract many customers with the exception of Jieun. The cafe was rather empty, or to be more specific, Jieun was the only customer that day.

Jieun squinted at him. “Hi sorry I don’t have my contacts today. Who are you?” she rambled. Eunwoo chuckled as he slipped her a pair of spare glasses she left at the cafe. Her frequent visits led to the stockpile of products in case she forgot something. Jieun put on the glasses. “Oh hi Eunwoo,” she blinked. “Eat your cake, the whipped cream is melting,” he replied blankly.

The tinkling sound from the bell made everyone turn towards the door. “You’re back,” Rocky stated, coming out from the kitchen, as a dripping wet Sanha and Moonbin walked through the door. “I was just trying to buy some sunflower seeds but then the weather was like ‘YOU THOUGHT WRONG, CANCELLED, GO HOME IN THE RAIN THOT’ so we’re here now I guess,” Sanha grumbled. Moonbin laughed as he pulled out the various plants and seeds they had bought. As he set a pot of hydrangeas onto the front windowsill, he sighed audibly.

“Jieun’s here and you’re not even going to greet her?” MJ asked as he came back from putting up promotional posters. Sanha did a sharp turn but as he turned, his shoelace got caught in the doorway and he ended up sprawled on the floor. Rocky laughed loudly as he wiped his hands on his apron, hanging it up afterwards. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up and slightly wet from washing the dishes in the back. Jieun glanced at his sleeve.

“Shouldn’t you get change out of that? You’ll catch a cold,” she said, concerned.

Rocky blinked out of surprise before realizing that she was talking about his wet sleeves. “I don’t think wet sleeves are going to give me a cold but ok,” he teased as he slipped into the staff room. He came back out rather quickly in a few minutes, dressed in a simple black tee. The rest of his attire was the usual D. Store uniform. Black slacks or jeans and dress shoes were a must but no one listened to Jinwoo and everyone always showed up in sneakers. Rocky’s distressed black jeans were paired with a rather new pair of Nike Air Force 1s. Jieun glanced down at his shoes.

“They’re new,” Moonbin announced, drying his hair with a towel from the staff room. “I bought them for him a few days ago.”

“What was the occasion?” Jieun questioned, finally picking up her fork and taking a bite of the strawberry cake. Moonbin smirked slightly before he ran over to Rocky and threw his arm over his shoulder. “How could you ask that?! It was the first day that we ever met,” he exclaimed. Rocky blinked in confusion before escaping his grasp. He grimaced. “Sorry, I don’t recall meeting someone like you on that particular day. Moonbin gasped before clinging onto the nearest person, which just happened to be Jinjin.

“DID YOU HEAR THAT JINJIN? ROCKY DOESN’T REMEMBER MEETING HIS BESTEST FRIEND!” Moonbin groaned. Jinwoo mirrored him. “NO, HE DID NOT JUST DO THAT!”

Jieun sipped her grape soda, glancing at Eunwoo who was behind the counter, drying mugs. She caught his eye and he gave a slight shake of his head, showing his disapproval. Jieun smiled, taking another bite of her cake which was halfway done. Suddenly, Sanha slipped into the seat beside her, thrusting a napkin into her face. “You have cream on your nose,” he stated matter-of-factly. MJ silently crept behind Jieun as Sanha got the cream off. Just as she was about to pick up her soda, MJ screamed.

“GOT YOUR NOSE,” he shouted, pinching Jieun’s nose. Jieun jumped in her seat as Eunwoo came out from behind the counter, smacking MJ’s head with the cake menu. “Ouch,” MJ muttered, rubbing his head. He moved over to the other side of the bench to make space for Eunwoo. Since Jieun was an interior design major and a physics/chemistry minor, she always brought her sketchbook around. She was always in D. Store, nearly everyday, so the 100th time that she walked in was the time that they all decided to buy her an actual sketchbook. Jieun carried her sketchbook from Daiso for $1.50 into the cafe everyday until she got her actual sketchbook, a Strathmore 300 pg one.

“So Jieun, since Mother’s Day is coming up, I wanted to offer a special cake and I’ve been thinking about flavors and stuff. Can you draw up a cake and see if we can make it?” Eunwoo asked. “Yea sure. Since it’s supposed to be special, we can probably do 2-3 layers and for Mother’s Day, we can write that in frosting. We can probably use fondant to make some roses and daisies and stuff,” she stated, flipping to a new page on her sketchbook. Within a few minutes, she had a rough draft of the cake done and Moonbin, Jinwoo, and Rocky slid into the bench across from her to look at it. “Does this look good?” Jieun asked, turning the sketchbook around so that the boys could see the product. “Ooooooh,” they chorused. “Now we have to try and make it,” Eunwoo announced. “Can we make it lemon flavoured?” Sanha whined. “Only if there can be strawberries too!” Moonbin exclaimed, looking over at Eunwoo.

“Why are you looking at me? I’m not the baker, Rocky is,” Eunwoo grumbled. Sanha and Moonbin switched their puppy dog eyes to Rocky who threw his hands up. “Fine, I’ll do it,” Rocky said, exasperated. Jinwoo glanced over at Jieun, who sighed and banged her head on the table.

The next few days were spent in the cafe once Jieun finished school. They worked on the design, flavors, batter, etc. Rocky collapsed onto the flour sacks in the corner of the kitchen. “Finally, it’s done,” he groaned, proceeding to scream into the nearby bowl of whipped cream. The two-tiered cake featured lemon zest and extract mixed into the batter with strawberry slices in the whipped cream between the layers that each tier had. The top of the cake featured sliced strawberries organized into roses alongside fondant daisies. Rocky had managed to write Happy Mother’s Day in lemon jelly across the top. The frosted outside on the lower tier was a cherry blossom pink and the cake looked like something from an actual bakery.

In the process of making the cake, Eunwoo had decided to create a special French toast in honor of Mother’s Day. After they had made the cake sketch, Eunwoo had sent Jieun a text with lots of puppy dog eye and heart emojis, begging her to design a french toast plate. It was his usual French toast, sprinkled with powdered sugar and cut into triangles. However, instead of the usual dollop of sea salt creme and scoop of ice cream, there were various fruits and whipped cream with a side of chocolate syrup and your choice of 2 ice cream scoops. There was also lemonade and mocha on the side.

Mother’s Day came around and as Jieun walked into D. Store for her usual morning coffee, she blinked in shock at the amount of customers. It was flooded with mother-child pairings, all of which were trying to place an order for the cake or the french toast. Luckily, they had done lots of the preparation beforehand. Since the orders for cake were flooded along with the french toast, Jinwoo abandoned his usual overseeing mode to help Rocky with the cake as MJ abandoned his coffee post to help out with the french toast. Sanha grimaced as he ran in and out of the kitchen, placing plates of french toast onto the wooden tables.

As he stepped on his shoelace which had come undone yet again, the plate of french toast went flying. It would have crashed to the ground had Eric not caught it. He leaned back in his chair, handing it to a flustered Sanha. “Oh now the plating is ruined,” Eric sighed. “I’ll pay for it.”

Moonbin turned around from his coffee making station. “Eric Nam? I haven’t seen you for a while,” he said before walking to Jieun and handing her a compostable, eco-friendly cup full of her usual coffee. “Thanks,” she smiled before weaving her way out of the crowd of people.

“We’ll have to talk later about your new single, Runaway. I need to get these orders in first though,” Moonbin grinned. “I’ll help out,” Eric announced, rolling up the sleeves of his white sweater. “You sure? Wouldn’t want you getting that sweater dirty,” he said. Eric smirked. “I think that you’re forgetting that I used to cook lunch for all of you when you were freshmen in high school,” he laughed before throwing on an apron. “Whatever you say,” Moonbin grumbled, laughing out loud just moments after.

Jieun walked back to the cafe in the spring sunlight after she had finished her classes, planning to finish the rest of her work at D. Store like she usually did. She skipped into the cafe before hearing a “Sorry we’re closed.” Eunwoo looked up from where he was slumped on the bench. “Oh it’s you Jieun,” he sighed before collapsing completely on the bench. “Rough day huh?” she questioned before sliding into the seat across of him. The rest of the boys stumbled out from the back before each falling into a bench. Jinwoo crossed his arms, leaning on them from behind the counter. “Hey at least we made a ton of profit. That means all of you get bonuses.”

“WAIT REALLY?” Sanha screamed, bolting upright and managing to hit his elbow on the table in the process. “Yep. I’ll include them in your paycheck,” Jinwoo grinned. Rocky came out of the kitchen, balancing 3 plates of the huge french toast dish and 7 slices of cake on his arm. “Here,” he said, sliding a piece of cake and a plate of french toast in front of Jieun. “Share it with Eunwoo. “I don’t want it,” Eunwoo groaned, waving his white handkerchief in the air like a flag. “I’m so sick of that dish after testing 34 different versions of it. I don’t think I’ll be eating French toast anytime soon.”

Rocky chuckled a little before sitting down beside Jieun and sliding the next table over. “I don’t think so buddy,” MJ announced, sliding onto the chair in front of her. Everyone gathered around the table, fighting for a spot near a person they liked. As Rocky set down the plates of food, a disheveled Eric came out from the back, sidling next to the closest person but failing to do so and instead falling onto the floor. Everyone laughed as he stumbled to a nearby chair. The sun set slowly outside D. Store. Time was passing but most of all, he warm atmosphere convinced Jieun that she would never find better friends anywhere else.

A/N: I don’t like the ending of this but I have no idea how to end it so lol. Below are drawings of the Mother’s Day special dishes that I feel like they would make. I drew it in class so it might be a lil messy. The graphite from my other drawing also kind of transferred onto it ;-; anyways. Hope you guys are in soft boo hours after that. Roses on cake by @10hour11minute

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[chameleon-of-the-fandom]

Repetitive Treatment: Chapter 8

Words: 1538

AN: (Y/D/N): Your Dad’s Name; (Y/N/N): Your Nickname; Finally the spark be made known to the masses!!!! ENJOY!!!!!!

Sweet Pea waits outside the door to your hospital room. He has ten minutes before visiting hours and he had promised the nurses that he would wait until 8 to go in. So now he is just sitting in this very uncomfortable plastic seat. He wonders when everyone else is going to come in, but doesn't have to wait very long before your parents are agreeing to the same thing he did with the nurses. At eight o'clock exactly, Sweet Pea spots Hog Eye coming in to the ICU, dark bags underneath his eyes. Sweet Pea is curious as to why Hog Eye looks exhausted, he never looks this exhausted after a night at the bar, but maybe you being in the hospital has something to do with it. Sweet Pea thinks that must be it, and heads into to see you.

Your dad walks into the room and is comforted by the rhythmic beeping of the cardio machine, telling him you're alive, just sleeping. He looks at you and to him, you look so peaceful for the first time in ages. You haven't looked this peaceful since you were ten and were reading your fifth novel for the week. Now all you did was run around with the Serpents, do homework, go on dates, and cause trouble with a smirk around the house. The house that now seems so quiet without you running around. He squeezes your mom's hand, and he feels her squeeze back. He wonders how he is supposed to ever let you out of the house after this. But his mind runs down memory lane and he thinks about the time you were five and had brought your very first boy home. You had dragged him into the living room with a proud look on your face, and covered in mud. Then you had announced, "This is Josh! He's my bestest friend ever!" After that, and some chuckles from your parents, you had proceeded to tow him upstairs, while (Y/D/N) had turned to your mother with a horrified look on his face. When she had asked him what was wrong, he confessed that he'd just realized that this boy was the first in a long line that you'd be bringing home. She had flat out laughed, and calmed him down. She had told him that no matter who you brought home, you'd always be his little girl. Your dad smiles gently at the memory; he grabs your hand.

 Hog Eye walks in behind everyone, and he finds a seat towards the room, and waits patiently and quietly until you wake up.

 You open your eyes, slowly. You see your parents standing next to your bed, your dad holding your hand. After your nightmare, him holding your hand made you slightly uncomfortable. You look around the room to see who else is here; Sweet Pea is leaning against the wall by the window, but finally, you see Hog Eye sitting in a chair. You almost cry in relief, but instead you draw strength from him.

 Sweet Pea watches as you search the room and furrows his eyebrows in confusion when relief floods your face as you spot Hog Eye. Sweet Pea wonders why you were looking for him, and he sees the ghost of a comfort-smile on Hog Eye's face. He decides to talk to him about it. He pushes himself off the wall and asks Hog Eye to step out with him. Hog Eye agrees and when they get out into the hallway, Sweet Pea turns on him. "What the hell, Hog Eye? What is going on?" Sweet Pea demands.

"I'm sorry?"

"Why does she look perturbed with her parents, but relieved when she saw you?"

"I don't know, Sweet Pea. Honest. I know I told her I would stop by today."

"Why'd you say that?" Sweet Pea is still confused, with more questions than answers.

"Because, she had a nightmare last night and she called me."

"Why didn't she call her parents?" Sweet Pea narrows his eyes in suspicion.

"I don't know, she wouldn't talk about it, so I figured there was a reason she didn't call anyone else."

"Okay." Sweet Pea is going to ask you about it. He wants to know, because he is fiercely protective of you, and he wants to know if your parents have done something. He goes back to his original spot, and waits for a chance.

 His chance comes a few hours later, when everyone leaves for lunch. Even Hog Eye leaves, but he has the afternoon shift at the bar.

"Hey, (Y/N). How are you doing?"

"Not too bad. How about you?"

"Good… Can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure." You shrug gently.

"Why didn't you call your parents or me last night after your nightmare?" Your face falls and Sweet Pea tilts his head.

"Ahh, you found out. Do mom and dad know?" You ask.

"No, they don't." Sweet Pea shakes his head, still waiting on your answer.

"Okay. Um, promise not to do anything stupid or rash?" You raise your eyebrow.

"Yes." Sweet Pea answers quickly.

"Okay, they were part of it last night. I dreamt that I was in the hospital, but Alex came in. I was mostly healed up, but then mom and dad came in and they thought that I fell down the stairs, but that wasn't why I was there." "Oh, (Y/N) …..." You cut him off.

"Then you come in, and while I am crying, you tell Alex he didn’t do a good job, that tears told you I needed more work." Tears are welling up in your eyes.

"I would never do that, I promise you. And Alex," Sweet Pea spits his name out with anger and disgust, "deserves to rot in prison for the hell he put you through." You scoot over in the bed.

"Sit with me, please?" You ask.

"Of course, (Y/N/N)." He sits very tenderly on the space you moved from. He lays back, and wraps an arm around you.

 You find yourself being comforted by his presence and nearness, so you lean into his one-arm embrace. You snuggle into him, and you find yourself yawning in exhaustion from this morning's events.

You hear Sweet Pea murmur, "Go to sleep, sweetheart."

 Not to long after Sweet Pea almost whispers that, he listens as your breathing evens out, and he refuses to move, afraid to wake you. He grabs the TV remote, and turns it on. You both are still in that position when your parents come back from lunch. They are so happy that you are leaning on Sweet Pea, but they know it is going to be a long road to heal from this for you. So, with cautious smiles on their face, they enter your room quietly.

"Sweet Pea." Your dad greets.

"What's up, (Y/D/N)?" Sweet Pea looks over at him, careful not to jostle your sleeping form.

"While I'm glad you both have finally found each other, be careful, okay? Healing is a long, active path, and there'll be nights she wants to cuddle, and nights where she can't handle your touch for a while, so just be cautious, okay?"

"Of course, sir. And I promise, nothing will happen unless she wants it too." Your dad smirks.

"How long, son?"

"I'm sorry?" Sweet Pea tilts his head again.

"How long have you been in love with her?" Your dad raises an eyebrow.

"Is it that obvious?" Sweet Pea asks.

"Just to us, I don't think she realizes it… yet." Your dad answers smiling, smirk gone. "But just for the record?" Sweet Pea meets his gaze again, "I like you a lot more than I ever did Alex. I always thought he was an arrogant jerk. Obviously, I was right. I understated that, but I was still right." He winks at Sweet Pea. He is telling the truth, he always liked the boys from the Southside more than those from the Northside. A lot of the Northside boys thought they could do no wrong, and had convinced their parents, the school, and law enforcement of that fact. In all honesty, (Y/D/N) was pretty sure they were more deserving of the rep that the Southside had.

 Sweet Pea is surprised, but asked, "Did you know (Y/N) spent a lot of time at the Wyrm?" Curiosity is written in his body language.

"Yeah, actually. And because of my feelings towards the Northside, I was okay with that."

"Seriously? What about the alcohol?"

"I trust my daughter. No question."

"Wow." Sweet Pea's eyes widen, and his head falls slightly back. He's always thought that you didn't tell your parents.   He watches as your parents sit in chairs situated around the room, and a little while later, your doctor comes in to the room.

"Hello, folks. So, I've been reviewing everything from today, and I think we'll be able to move her into Recovery tomorrow and if we continue down this road, she might be able to be discharged three days after that, so as soon as Wednesday."

"That soon?" Your mom questions.

"Yes, ma'am." The doctor smiles before leaving. Sweet Pea just turns back to cuddling you, and watching TV while you cuddle. 

 Chapter One; Chapter Two; Chapter Three; Chapter Four; Chapter Five; Chapter Six; Chapter 7

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@quinn-e-dawson 

@writing-yj 

@chipster-21 

@serpentmo 

@falling-stars-never-cry 

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[thatbanjobusiness]

Time to rate labels of 78 rpm records according to how awesome I think they look. Because this is a better use of my time during work hours than my work.

Oriole, early 1920s / A+!

Dudes look how magnificent this is. The gold and white on top of the black! What a classy combo of colors, simple but elegant. The simple beauty of the bird and leaves. I would buy this record for the label. Who cares what it sounds like! Best label is bestest, I feel like this would be just as pretty today a hundred years later on a label.

Oriole, mid 1920s / B+

Not as alluring as the white and gold combination. Pure black is simpler and you lose something with it. Still, I like orange, orange is unique, my prom dress was orange for fuck’s sake, and I can’t complain to the bird still being present. I’m giving a B+ because the bird is still on it and I’m biased toward the bird. The B is for Birb. B+rb.

Victor, 1929 / B

Dog listening to music. Good doggo. A classic look. Solid B. B for.... bdog. Yeah that works. The design doesn’t appeal to me as much, but I’ll admit that when I see a Victor label from circa the 20s and 30s and such, I immediately know what I’m seeing, so they succeeded in what they needed... to be distinct. 

OKeh, 1923 / D

True to their name, OKeh’s label is...... okay. Meh. Even the way the word “OKeh” is written looks weird.

Brunswick, 1931 / B+

What is that curly leafy design thingie called? Gilding? I dunno. The gilding design feels way overdone when you first see it, even though when you think about it, it’s really not THAAAAAaaaAt elaborate. I think it’s how thick it is and how much it circles the outside that makes your eyes go “what the.” But because it looks overdone, you’re also like, “You go, label, you go.” I would buy a cake with this design. Here the visuals are somehow simultaneously overdone and austere, like, the text everywhere else is banal. But the swirlies and combination with the fancy “Brunswick” lettering means somehow I like it. B+, there’s no mistaking these bad boys. B+ = double B = Bad Boys. I guess.

Vocalion, 1929 / B

Vocalion: because Brunswick swirls and fancy text are not enough. I feel like these two labels should be compared because of common aesthetic features. The bleh parts of the Brunswick design aren’t part of the Vocalion. For instance: that three-edge square with the curve at the bottom? Looks slightly off-kilter. Here, we go hardcore with a FULL SQUARE. Harshness in the middle of swirly curly softness. But I dunno, there’s something about the squareness in the center where the text is that hurts my eyes in comparison to the rest of the... whoosh. There’s so much whoosh it’s almost white noise (visual white noise?) So it gets only a B instead of a B+.

Mercury, 1950 / C

Could you make this any more boring? I mean, good job for making the lettering big enough to read and all. The basic font looks good. But the mask face logo thingie barely even looks like a mask. If I weren’t thinking about that, I’d be asking if that was a Tusken raider or an astronaut or a medieval knight’s breastplate. Like I actually am not sure what it is... I assumed it was a mask? And then somehow they always manage to mess up the combination of the font of the name “Mercury” with the mask. Like on the 45 rpm of this same release, the font is thinner (which looks more elegant), but then the M runs directly into the... the mask thing.

Columbia, 1952 / C

Okayokayokay fine, there are lots of labels that are just as boring or even boringer than early country music Mercury. Columbia’s red label here is...... utile. You just have the words and the logo and that’s it. No attempt at being fancy whatsoever in my books. But you should see later Columbia with its 45 rpm releases in like, the 1960s. It gets real boring REAL fast. It’s like the longer records were out, the less anyone cared what they looked like.

Columbia, 1928 / C

Oh wait I forgot nevermind, Columbia has been boring for decades. I like some aspects of this but when compared to others, it doesn’t draw my eye. Can we please talk about how the words “Electrical process” look like they DO NOT BELONG on this label? Otherwise would’ve been a solid C. C for “Could you try better next time with that font, I get you want to emphasize electricity, but YOU’RE THROWING OFF MY GROOVE.” This is not a Kuzco-endorsed label. Holy shit, I just realized “groove” is a pun. Record grooves. Har har, get it?

Perfect, 1927 / B I Guess?

Trying to match up to its conceited name, we’ve got a conceited design that’s more elaborate than it needs to be, complete with the outline of human butt cheeks, lorng hoomin hair, people bowing or something in Awe Of The Perfect, and three million dots. Okay gotta admit it draws my eye though. UNLIKE CERTAIN OTHER COMPANIES I HAVE LOOKED AT [cough]. Okayokay it’s probably just a... a... a 1920s thing, to try to look like.... this. I dunno. What do you take me for, an expert?

Edison, 1929 / A-

Yeah yeah it’s boringer than many of these, but hear me out: lightning zaps from above. Coming to smite you. MWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA. Why have naked women when you can have DEATH

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The Emo School (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1: An Emo Box of Misery with Pastel Pink Ecstasy

I used to think anyone doing anything weird was weird. Now I know that it is the people that call others weird that are weird.

-Paul McCartney

09/12/01

Finishing up my plate, well, I couldn’t lie about a few scraps of mixed vegetables on it, the boys decided it’ll be fun to move out of the uncomfortable chairs. I couldn’t escape or not recoil from Ryan’s glares. I know what’s up with him, and the dirty look he’s giving is giving me the creeps. He makes me shiver down my spine and I swear one glare from this long legged man makes me want to stop everything I do- heck, if he was some soldier I’d be doing push-ups right now. (oh hallelujah he isn’t)

“Geez, I just couldn’t finish eating carrots right now Ryro. Is that so big of a problem?” He scoffed before lending me his hoodie. As weird as it sounds I need his dang cologne, it smells pretty darn good, but as much as possible I wouldn’t smell the hoodie in front of him and would rather wear it since it’s d*mn cold for me recently. He seemed to crunch the paper bag once he stared at the floor, as if some cockroach crawled nearby under the shade of the table.

Wait, is there?

“…Ryan, is there-”

“Yes, you spilt my milk in my f*cking man purse B-den”

Oh crap

“Congratulations”

He gave me the Tyrone tone of voice. The same blank yet forcefully enthusiastic voice you hear from the man that often wears a business outfit and a tie.

Where’s the escape Trainer button when you need it?

His face… I couldn’t see it under his brushed locks of hair. I’m not sure whether to look or not to look, either way it’ll probably just result to a really bad, salty ending. Sounds like something you see on Walmart eh? Bittersweet I guess? I am not so sure.

Oh F- the bell rang. It’s really torturous to hear it every single day of the week, especially the inescapable Mondays we have here at school, technically, everybody’s school.

Dallon grabbed his bag and left quickly, even faster than Spencer was when he ran over a advert pole drunk, remind to tell you that story sometime, just not today. Dallon’s a pretty straight guy, he’s like this dad who would be so overprotective of his children- or his students in the real world perspective, but when you think of the other side of that trait, he’s making fucking Dad jokes that my own Dad wouldn’t say. My Dad probably has a better sense of humor than Dallon- Dadlon, whatever.

And honestly speaking, he’s probably trying to avoid making any conversation with us, since we’re kind of talking sweet sweet cocaine.

Ahh yes, I’m about to walk back to the same tracks juniors walk to. I’ll probably receive about ten hearty smiles on my way there. Bet you ten bucks.

Alright, I finally forced my feet to walk and leave the table. Reaching for the end of the cafeteria…

Mrs Jackson smiled. One- wait, that doesn’t count as a junior? She looks nasty tho? Fine, stop judging my poor taste alright?

Passing by Ms Fletcher- okay, one. Her small smile is cleary not that visible. She’s the same child writing poems and speech-y crap for the principal to get quote on quote “extra credit” when in reality she’s serving weeks of detention, constant, but hey, she plays the best d*mn pranks in this school, okay, maybe third bestest.

I still played the “Place-posters-with-Pete’s-phone-number-with-the-tag-’call single males now!’” Prank

Walking around Spencer… Taking a glanc- two.

Oh, I forgot…. Whatever, Spencer looks like a kindergarten anyways so either way no points for me.

Spencer waltzed back to 9AM1 aww.

With how much students doesn’t rush to class after the bell rings, it wouldn’t let me reach that sweet sweet bar of full-on-smiles. Fine, future students, I owe you all ten bucks… only if you’re admit to our holy sacred school though.

Ha! I sound like Principal Wentz.

Profit-oriented mindset over one hundred babe.

I just entered the horrifying classroom of 8AM3. Welcome back to the real world my friends. As soon as I pretty much had my presence in the room students came to class. I heard a lot of talk ‘bout me being the coolest, chillest, most laid-back teacher here in the Junior buildings so I guess I have no competition or complaints.

I can already see the small group of students which I have known to be quite shy. They have my music class after Patrick’s theory crap that I don’t really pay that much attention to.

Mr Flowers just nodded along the conversation he’s having while Mr Bowie kept talking about this junior that idolizes him despite walking down outside the halls of my class. They sure have forgotten that I’m not closing the Godd*mn door before the class have their attendance.

My habitual scoff just came by so casually that students think of it as some form of comic relief. I don’t really know how to explain to these lil demons that it’s an attitude problem.

To think that Patrick’s just on my class, 8AM3, right now, teaching them how Do and Re sounds good together makes me feel better on how I’m actually giving the world- 9AM1 rather, a favor for consuming their time studying with my existence. That’s a joke, Patrick’s probably having fun right now.

Well, it looks like it’s about time.

I looked out the window in the similar fashion the students did as well.

Tick tock tick tock.

“What time is it?” Oh god, that voice crack though. I can hear the punks in this class snickering at it.

“Just struck nine” There goes my sunshine haired buddy cham pal.

“Is the cat at home?”

“He’s about to dine”

It’s Josh, this happened yesterday as well, and the day before. He’s teaching that “cat and mouse” game with the students; this time it’s 8AM2, not 8AM1.

Did I already explained to you why I call classes by numbers?

Well, because the real names sucks. No kidding, it’s so overused.

Who would name their classroom “Grade Eight Morning Glory?”, seriously? I want my class to be “Grade Eight Mary Jane”

Has that kind of ring to it, amiright?

Up until now I wonder why on earth Patrick and Frank likes their class names. I mean- those names are decades old. “Grade Ten Patience” seems plain, don’t tell Frank that.

“Sir do we have an assessment today?” Molly asked from the back with her hand stretched higher than Tyler’s current mood. I nodded as they all groaned. Laughing out of- well, sadism I guess? I had the projector connected to the PC and had it on freeze.

There the students saw my desktop wallpaper of a class picture me and the 8AM3 informally had, plus Patrick, Dallon and Spencer. Spencer truthfully looked out of place in this picture, it looks like he had a date with Aubrey Hepburn. Meanwhile Dallon stood there like he’s telling everyone his birthday is today- but he doesn’t have to lie that it’s on May 4th and that he just turned seven. Patrick’s just there, signature fedora on and a small peace sign.

Let’s not forget my entire class though. We have Frank Gioia and Eva in the front with Frank’s hands on her waist as her eyeliner-ed eyes shone against the color black. The Fro power and his friend glasses just stood there with awkward check poses that seems to go back somewhere deep and hidden in the past. Melanie and Ashley just stood there with no expression, except for the other student beside them, which is Jon, who’s doing the same peace sign Patrick’s been keeping up. The rest is can be explained stereotypical-ly; the emo, the shy artist, the jock, it’s just a fun variety to look at.

“Is that cous’?” I saw him pointing at the one with a black hoodie from the corner of my eye.

“Yep, that’s definitely your cousin Adam”

“They all look happy as heck”

“Sir can we take this sort of picture later?”

Another batch of noise.

Anyways, before my brain shuts down to “teaching mode” looks like I have to get back to this thinking normally crap later. Honestly the author just got no idea how American schools work so let her skip this part dotdootdoot. (let’s just say rep-emo isn’t an American Author (badum tsk))

●———————–●

Finally; the end of the day. Organizing my stuff after drinking my cold caffeine that was left in the canteen at break, I finally had my temporary freedom I shall redeem before my world domination.

Speaking about possible world domination if either me or Patrick does it we’ll both have things planned out but procrastinate later on.

Blowing my students a playful kiss when the bell rang I waltz to the exit first, even so I can still hear their laughs and joyful cheers.

Then I saw something- rather, someone I wish I could just avoid for the week.

Christian Tyler Joseph

My feet practically swooshed and I’m pretty sure my sole—and also my soul—said “nope, not today”. I swear, I’m an atheist but I prayed at that very moment. You know that tense feeling those cliché video game main character does when he or she feels the villain’s presence or just something freaky in the ceiling happens? If you’re thinking you are imaging those overused gulp noises that’s actually real, very real.

Yeah, feeling it.

“Oy! Brendo-”

“I’ll pay my debt later Troye!” Thank God I cut him off before he diss me in front of the students.

“For the last time Fivehead it’s Tyler!”

I know. Dude, we’ve been working together for years now and yet you seem dense about it, maybe that’s just because I always act stupid, don’t let that fool you, I am stupid.

Honestly, that poor guy is so easy to tease. If it wasn’t for my distracting use of ’T’-names I would have had a small—small as Tyler could get—fight. I heard a huff from behind my back that obviously came from Tyler himself, yes, I’m stubborn.

●———————–●

A sigh sadly escaped my lips as I flipped to peak into my students’ Assessment grades.

From Ashbridge to Zoroa; all were sorts of disappointment. Even those who got perfect seems fake to me. If Ryan didn’t left me to go somewhere with Spencer he would have said the grades are as fake as diamonds that looks like broken glass.

I’m so unhappy right now. Never thought I’d use that word.

That all changed when I heard the door slid and also a student did the same but in a more humane manner.

          Enter Ashley the student.

She’s that special student who’s quite popular, inside and outside school grounds. She’s literally a celebrity. She seems to get away each time she dyes her hair unlike another student of mine that goes by the name “crybaby”.

Guess who’s her advisor?

Yeah, that’s obviously me, anyone who said “Dallon” deserves a spank… or a slap, that’s just kinky.

“Hey there Mister Urie”

“Hello to you too Ashley, what’s up?”

Unlike other schools, we’re all practically informal here; teachers and students are pretty much close buds that we don’t even have some guidance counselor, I don’t know if that is a flaw or not… I guess Meagan is a counselor, but that’s just Pete’s wife. Going back to Ashley she’s the only girl in my class—well aside from Melanie—that calls me Mister Urie all the time, but that’s probably due to respect, which is quite neat unlike some students.

“I have milk and cookies here, Melanie wanted to give this out and um… She also asked me to give you this note…”

Yeah, that’s Melanie, no one exactly trusts her, except for Tyler and Hal- I mean Ashley I guess.

“Cool, just place it one of the chairs thanks”

She nodded- before I rudely interrupted when the thought rushed back deep inside my skull.

“Wait, what’s written?”

“Umm… It says; Do you like my cookies? They’re made just for you, a little bit of sugar and… lots of poison too” She seems to hesitate on reading it and I have no doubts on why she is.

Honestly, this is one of those times I wish I could pacify her.

I couldn’t blame her actions, she’s been through a lot- like, a whole looot, as edgy as the book written by Pete when he was young (we fortunately got to read it in his office, don’t tell anyone) she has been kidnapped, rough family, drugged and other things I wouldn’t go deeper.

She’s pretty odd, but really a pretty nice person at the same time. It’s like the half dyes of her hair. She, Frank, Eva, Jon, Mikey, Ray and Richie would talk to me all day and I feel comfortable with them.

I honestly like crazy people like her. She doesn’t mind me doing crappy things and she empathize with me, it’s nice to have someone like that ya know?

Hallelujah, I have such great students and yet I’m a sh*tty teacher. I wonder what type of cookies are in there-

F*ck, that pink pastel box looks creepy as Teletub-

I need some breather.

“Hey Ashley can you pass me the coc-”

Oh wait f*ck

She doesn’t know that yet

Oh god that sounds wrong. No I’m not gay shut up… What are you talking about me and Ryan are just friends. No, not even Dallon, shut up. Denial what the- okay I’m done talking to y'all, I’ll tell you about my past with Ryan later, m'kay? Yes I’ll talk about Dallon later too but now you f*cks are just distracting me.

Anyways, she doesn’t know I do cocaine.

“Uhh… what?”

Sh*t, you guys make me sound so bad. Thinking about it, I am the only one to blame if she did knew.

Think Brendon! Think!

WHY AM I IMAGINING SCENES FROM HANGOVER RIGHT NOW?! IT’S STILL 2001.

“Pass me the…. baby powder from the back of the second row shelf thanks”

“Okay… what does it look like there’s a bunch of jars here Mister Urie!” Yelling a bit for me to hear, I felt a drop of sweat coming from my distracting forehead.

“Uhh…. It’s in one of those straight shoote- I mean flower designs in it”

She raised a small glass tube with some flower designs in it. She raised her eyebrow a bit like it’s already questioning me.

I mean, why would someone smoldering with appeal like me would buy flowers? I had enough with people questioning my sexuality so I’m not having that again.

“This one?” She held the love roses tube and shook it. I hope she didn’t suspect me for anything if so then I hope that I ain’t kissing Pete’s *ss for this. Thank past me for buying filtered one and not the transparent, but that’s too early for me to say so.

“Yeah, bring it here. Thanks” She threw it to me and I caught it, fortunately.

“Why would you have it in a flower case?”

Haha…

“I have no containers left, is all”

She nodded once more “I’m pretty sure Principal Wentz would allow ya to use one of the containers in the science room, I mean you’re close to Mister Iero as well right?”

Haha… riiight. I’m pretty sure Mister Wentz or Iero wouldn’t

“Yeah, thanks for the idea and the cookies, tell Melanie the same”

“Yeah, you’re welcome Mister Urie”

●———————–●

“BRENDON!”

That’s Dallon, once more in all his glory. He never seems to stay calm after his week of teaching in this school. His hair looks like his wife quiffed it- whatever people call that hairstyle, maybe I should say hair mess.

“What?” As you can tell, I’m tired as well so long and goodnight Dal, I need some shut eye. This is the same man who almost fell asleep while teaching the opium war, quite surprising that he can be this tense.

“YOU CAN’T DO DRUGS IF THEY CAUGHT YOU YOU’RE IN BIG TROUBLE-”

“SHH!”

Yeah! I would be if you continued yelling.

“Shut up Dallon” I closed the door behind me only to here Dallon handling the doorknob back open.

“Brendon, it’s not healthy”

What is he gonna say? Cardiac arrest? Lung problems? Yeah, I know the side effect don’t worry about it, stimulation has always been a part of me even though I try so hard to deny it. I try to stop each time though so I don’t have to hear this right now.

(Author just searched the side effects of cocaine so this may not be exact, author is not a doctor, author’s life sucks)

“Uhuh”

“No I’m serious! My friend used to do drugs as well and he-”

Oh no. I’m having this talk again am I?

Rolling my eyes back to a distant land called “Nopeland”. I could only hear incoherent sounds of a failed attempt to get me to change my decisions in life. I only found the polychromatic color that matches the walls once more when my eyes landed back to my table.

Smirk.

Grab.

Flick.

“W-cou-hat the h-heck Brendon that’s childish eew is that baby powder or powdered milk? Disgusting”

Nah, that’s coke, have fun cleaning your uniform for tomorrow morning kiddo.

And then- with just one swish and flick- I magically landed back to happy land. Maybe it’s the side effect of cocaine, may or may not be but whatever, I’d like to think that it is for the moment. It’s nice to see someone’s first encounter with coke, if I were to be Van Gogh I’d be painting this view of Dadlon trying to remove the white stains from his crotch right now.

Looks like I have something to write on my Journal huh?

Let’s be real though dear hopefully-future-students; my dairy is a lot more cooler than the Diary Of A Wimpy kid? No? Yeah you’re right, my life sucks. If this were a subject you all would have had all my assessments perfect even on your first day.

I don’t know whether you should take that as a compliment or that states you’re slowly becoming trash- well no, technically all you little eyes are my treasure so don’t go living in the dumps.

“Brendon please help me remove this stuff”

“No thanks”

“Beeeebooo”

“Not this again Dallon”

This is some sick technique in which Dallon uses the nickname “Beebo” to get me to do something. No, I’m not telling you “why Beebo?”.

Fine.

It all started when me and Patrick were teaching the seniors for a bit since Andy couldn’t come due to a winter storm at his place. We were at Patrick’s small enthusiastic explanation about a simple concept when someone boldly called me “Beebo” and it just stucked.

Groaning in the same manner the students of 9AM1 from earlier, I grabbed my handerchief and started rubbing the surface of his sweater that he probably bought last week.

“I hate you”

“Love you too Beebs, now continue helping me will you?”

Geez, I do have a lot to write down today.

Oh crap, he didn’t bought this last week; it says “Grade 10 Hibiscus” so it’s most probably hand made for him from his last advisory class. He got this last Christmas. Crap, I ruined his greatest gift. I am so sorry Dallon. Best not to tell this and the Ashley incident to anyone.

●———————–●

My eyes wondered about when I saw the box Ashley left in the corner.

That pink box…

I swear, I don’t have any idea on what to do with these cookies, they actually smell and look delicious. I guess I’ll never know huh?

“Hey Mister Urie is Richie’s detention over? He asked me to go shopping in Hot Topic today that’s why I’m asking” The next person to ever slide in after class today is Frank Gioia. The emotional kid who doesn’t seem to mind what everyone thinks, he’s a cool dude I swear.

“Oh, he’d be up by no-”

About the box….

As bright as the ideas Gerard drew in his sketchpad (which is full of strange looking people by the way, especially that all white violin girl), my eyes fluttered at the sudden thought that occured.

“Hey Frank?”

“Yeah?” He tilted his head to peak in a bit more. He doesn’t seem to be fazed at the fact I avoided answering his question.

“Want some cookies?”

Silence.

He stared at me for a bit, then back to the box I was supposedly reaching out for him to taste. His eyebrow raised at the sight of it.

“Isn’t that Melanie’s?”

Oh, he knew, that was some fail.

Lie or not to lie?

Nah, lying is pretty much fun if you’re a girl.

“Yeah, Melanie gave it to me earlier”

“Yeah saw it too”

Then another batch of awkward silence followed as we stared at each other, eyes locked with such confusion present on both sides.

“Sure… I’ll take one”

He came closer and took a bite of the chocolate chipped cookies from the forsaken box. He seems delighted somehow.

Well.

Looks like I have a new box to place my ecstasy.

●———————–●

I bumped into Ryan earlier.

He gave me this blank look before leaving me in the halls. He seemed to be carrying another paper bag; two packs of cheese whiz I presume. He didn’t seem to mind me whenever I snoop into his bags, although this time was an exception.

       ⏭️The theater in Brendon’s mind⏮️

Ryan: *looking at his paper bag*

Fab Brendon: What’s that *about to reach into the bag*

Ryan: *Slaps hand*

Ryan: Y o u  a r e  n o t  m y  f r i e n d

Exit Ryan.

⏯️

Trust me, give him a few more days and the two of us we’ll be okay, he wouldn’t exchange our friendship over cheese whiz….

I wonder if he thinks the same about me and Frank Sinatra, if so tell him I’d choose the latter.

●———————–●

On my way home I saw Ray and Mikey talking about Gerard and his small sketchpad they saw behind the bush in which he probably left it.

“How did it end up there in the first place?” They looked as confused as I am, Ray just raised his lips a bit higher to look like he’s pensive for an answer.

“He’s Mister Way after all, he can get like this, right Moikey?”

“Mikey Ray, It’s Mikey. Yes, he does act as irresponsible at times”

Sometimes I wonder if that face shows sadness, disappointment, anger or just plain nothing. It’s a pokerface no one could ever break, not even that time Joe played around with Frank’s chemistry set, I mean, mixing Mountain Dew and chunks of Doritos was funny and all, and Gerard’s reporting skills on that scene made the class laugh even more.

I sure do love this school’s innocent scenes.

Wait I’m going too far, back to Mikey.

“Anyways, do you know where your brother is at the moment?”

He shook his head in reply but Ray nodded it with excitement.

“Yeah he said he’s going to binge watch Star Wars in the cinema”

Mikey’s face dropped a bit before going back to normal. That action probably meant sadness… right?

“He forgot to drive me back home, whatever I’ll just walk”

“I’ll come with you don’t worry, we’re practically neighbors”

“no we’re not”

“shush”

I know that I laughed at that small conversation but I still feel the small strange vibe Mikey’s been radiating, unlike Gerard he would have punched me in the face if he was at the scene and tell me to “stay the *beep* away from my sketchpad!”

Was that beep necessary?

“Do you want me to call Gerard?”

“No, it’s okay Mister Urie”

I shrugged as he denied my random act of kindness, ouch.

“Whatever kiddos, get home safely okay?” “Yes Mister Urie” “Oh, and bring your brother’s sketchpad, he doesn’t want it in my hands”

Mikey raised an eyebrow “Don’t you wanna see what’s inside?”

I mean, it could be anything edge-shock-y so I wouldn’t dare open it.

“N-nah, rather not”

Mikey just nodded and fetched for the sketchpad in my hands.

Then I walked back home, just like they did.

God, I’m stopping drugs. Things like this are more stimulating…. and stressful

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[little-owly]

I feel like my ask was eaten up (sorry if ut wasn't and you're getting this twice ahhhh!), but imagine an hc where Little Ja//ck eats something really spicy and gets scared and has an accident, and Daddy Ma//rk and Eth//an have to come to the rescue!

OH NOOO!! and sorry!! tumblr's been hungry and eating up most my asks :( //poor jack doing a challenge on camera. already feeling crummy and /desperately/ needing to go into headspace -- stress and work schedule preventing him from doing so. "today, we are going to play some good old fashioned ma//rio mak//er and for every...oh god," he giggles, "let's say three deaths, i eat one of these spicy bois," he holds the bowl of peppers up to the camera. "shout out to vernon and ho//t pep//per gam//ing, rip in peace sweet prince." jack jokes before getting on with the game. ignoring the bit of him that just wants to go into the next room and flop down with his daddies. the bit of him that wants to suck his thumb and color with daddy mark, or play hide and seek with dada ethan. the more innocent side of him. but he pushes it away. playing on. groaning as he curses the level he's stuck on. already two deaths in a matter of 12 minutes, "i'm not fuckin' looking forward to eating that pepper, thats for sure. it comes with its own warning label on each of 'em!"--"nngh, what time is it?""11," mark looks up from his phone. leave it to ethan to wake up late, "am, by the way.""sorry, editing turned into 'how long can i sit here before my ass falls off'.""as long as its still attached, i think you're gonna be okay." mark laughed, "we don't have to start packing up to record until 3. take it easy, yeah?"ethan nods as he sleepily makes a bowl of cereal. the two making small talk, joking about their morning. all until mark coughs, "hey uh, you think jack's okay? he...hasnt really been little around us for nearly two weeks. between the con last weekend and the interview on tv, he hasnt had time.""im sure he'll slip soon enough. maybe at bedtime or--"they stop as they hear jack /sobbing/. a soft thud on the floor above them sends them running up the stairs. ethan's poor bowl of cereal nearly toppling over. the two running up, fearing the worst. only to find their baby boy crying as he curls up on the floor. the soft hissing of his pee running down his pants, his legs, and to the floor under him. soaking his shorts and the rug. "jackie? jackie!" mark and ethan rush over, "whats wrong? where are you hurt?""mouft! mouft! icky food hurty!" he clings to them, "make it stop! stop! hurty and ouchy and and and b-burning!" "burning? jackie, what did you eat?"he crawls up to hold onto ethan as mark finds the bowl of peppers. the two of them exchanging confused looks before jack cries out again. panic high in his voice."scawed!! scawed!! no wike hurty!! make go 'way!!" he sobs, ethan picking him up and mark rushing behind him. the two cooing at him as mark pours milk for jack. "jackie? i need you to keep calm. i need you to breathe in and out, can you do that for me?""d-dada!! scawed wont go 'way!""jackie," ethan replies, "it will, daddy's working on it. just need you to breathe with me so we can fix this, alright?"a comforting squeeze around his body gets jack to sniffle and breathe the same pace as ethan, who moves his green bangs out of his sight. "you're doing so good, jackie. so good for daddy and me."mark pops up, "jackie? can you try to drink the milk? i know its in a big kids cup but try your best, daddy swears it'll help your mouth."jack nods and (with a slip up here and there) finally drinks the cool milk down. soothing his throat and mouth. slowly swallowing it -- mark's finger wiping away stray tears. as ethan nuzzles his crying baby boy. --jack sits in the tub, bubbles surround him. smaller yellow and blue toy ducks swimming around him. ethan washing his green hair gently as mark stands close."jackie? baby? can you tell daddy why you ate meanie old peppers?"jack looks up. the tail of a toy duck in his mouth -- a replacement for his thumb. "wan' do chawwenge wif peppers and game but...gotted scawed when peppers hurty my mouft and made me cry..." he blushes, "but! 'm happy you and dada hewped me wif it! you's the bestest daddies in da whole entire world!"mark and ethan smile gently. "jackie, can you promise us something?"jack looks at ethan now, nodding and smiling."when ever you need to be little or just need daddy or me, can you tell us? daddy and i have been so worried about you, baby boy, and we want you to be happy and play like the cutie you are. especially after all the tough time you've had being a big grown up."theres silence before jack nods. the duck bobbing in his mouth as he gently sucks. "and no more icky peppers without letting dada or i know, okay?" mark adds in, jack sticking his tongue out in disgust. the poor toy duck falling."icky icky peppers!! no wikey at all!!"the three laugh. happy to have their cute baby boy back, and happy to help him get comfy after his scary experience with the peppers!!

[strungup-strungout]

#1 | My Czech Republic Trip

First Blog Post..

I can hear you saying “this is the year 2017, who even creates or writes a blog”… well hello! I love expressing my opinions and since I do not use Twitter anymore, I needed an outlet where I can talk/vent about things. I thought of blogging, obviously. What will be on this blog? My life. Without further ado, I want to get my first post going. Today(tonight) I will be talking about Bee, my trip to the Czech Republic, meeting Bee, sightseeing, the tournament, your questions, my doubts, the good, the bad… Let’s go!

We all have our dreams and goals. When you put my dream job and the places I want to see, and the dream of becoming the person I want to be aside, my biggest dream was meeting Bee. I think it’s the kind of dream most people would mock having, by most people I mean the people who never lived the fangirl/boy life. First of all, I want to talk about the costs, because I know money is the only thing stopping some of us from going to these kinds of trips weekly. To give brief information, I’m a third year university student, I work part-time at a library, and receive no help from my parents (personal choice.) So I am assuring you, I am not going to 10 tournaments every year and visiting a new country every month. This was such a new experience for me. I had been to Istanbul Cup and the WTA Finals in Istanbul previously, but going to another country for tennis is a completely new experience. I paid 80 euros for Schengen Visa (you might not need a visa for your trip), I paid 920 liras (230 euros) for the round-trip flights from Turkish Airlines. There were cheaper flights (for 138 euros round trip) which I completely accidentally ignored so that was pure stupidity. The tournament was for free, so luckily I didn’t pay for tickets. For accommodation, I was extremely lucky to have one of the bestest people in the world hosting me, I really felt home and welcomed. For the other expenses like transportation and food, if you don’t do shopping and buy things you don’t actually need, 150 euros should be enough for 10 days. I’m assuming you’ll have fancy food for a day or two. So there’s that.

The sightseeing… As I said, I was very lucky to have my friend Jana hosting me. She took me to amazing places. We drove to Bee’s hometown Plzen, which was something I was looking forward to. Even though I sounded like I didn’t like Plzen when Bee asked me about it, I have to say this city is beautiful. We tasted beer at the Brewery, went to the main square, climbed the worst tower but luckily it had an amazing view of the city, then we went to a cute café which we randomly found on our way back to the car. We went to the Hluboka Castle, I have to say it is one of the most beautiful buildings I’ve ever seen in my life. The town is also very small and beautiful. Coming from a city that is more populated than the entire Czech Republic, even Prague felt like a small town to me, but I have to say I deeply fell in love with every single place we went to. In Prague we went to all of the main touristic attractions I think. I found the Astronomical Clock very boring but other than that I enjoyed this city too much and I am afraid I am now in love with this country.

The tournament. I think it was a very well organised, neat tournament with a great venue. The tickets were for free so that is obviously a huge plus. It is very easy to meet players, or to have a conversation with them (as long as they are willing to lol.) The main stadium is great, I also loved watching matches at the outer courts. The food is also OK, personally I struggled a lot because I am not used to the local cuisine and I don’t eat pork. So I had to eat Lays and drink Pepsi on the first day, and for the rest of the week I had the official tournament cocktail (which was absolutely amazing), and counted hours so we could leave and I could get food haha. The problem with free tickets is that the stadium fills up quickly, especially for the matches of the Czech players. You can’t leave the stadium before Bee plays for example, because if you leave, you face the extremely long queue of people waiting to be admitted inside the stadium where there are zero empty seats left. If I had to pee, I had to to wait for Bee’s match to be over. And we had to arrive at 10am to snatch front row seats, for a match that starts at 1pm for example. That is hours of sitting under the sun (Well sun only shows up for 2 minutes here so it wasn’t such a big problem. It was just very, very tiring.) But to sum up, it is an amazing tournament, and if you like the entry list you should definitely visit.

The Bee. First of all, I have a huge thank you for her and I think it would mean much more if it was directed at her, so here it goes. Bára, thank you. Lol that was such a lame start. I am thinking of more things to say but only thank you comes to my mind. I guess now I can relate to you thanking me five thousand times since day 1 because sometimes there really isn’t anything else to say. Thank you. Thank you for accepting the support I try to give you. Thank you for always taking the time to read what I have to say, even when they are footlong paragraphs. Thank you for letting me pick you up after a bad loss, thank you for picking me up after a bad day. Thank you for making me feel loved as a person and not only as a fan. Thank you for sharing your happiness with me.  Thank you for being excited to finally meet me. Thank you for the hug. I know that is a lot to ask from a Czech person. Thank you for the hearts. Thank you for feeling bad when you don’t respond to me. I feel bad too. *snort* Thank you. The support, you know..continues. Always. I know I said it a million times before. It is an honour to be your fan. Thank you for having me in your journey. Thank you for telling me it would be a much harder one without me. Thank you for the fast reply when I told you I couldn’t sleep. Thank you for our DM conversation which sometimes looks like I am sending sentimental messages to myself. Thank you for realising that you have to respond sometimes. Thank you for always writing me long, thought-out messages. Thank you for always taking my support first. You are loved, and supported. Even if you get broken while serving for the set/match every single time, lose tiebreaks from 5-0 at 6:40am and basically kill me, and always miss the volley at break point.

The questions… I think so far I answered all of them. The meeting was beautiful. Bee was practicing with JJ which killed me because I was having so many feelings about it. I also got a selfie with JJ and my eyes are closed on it. That’s why I ended up taking 4 selfies with Bee actually in my first try. Imagine if my eyes were closed on them I would have stabbed myself. Did we talk? Yes we talked. Well she talked and I gave stupid responses because I was simultaneously dying. At some point I blurted out something like “sdfjdjferwer??” and she was like ????. *snort again* She was so attentive and it made my heart burst from happiness. At some point she was talking about how sad Plzen is as a city I mean that is so cute and so random. TBH I never imagined we would talk about that you know. Which reminds me that I wasn’t the only nervous person and she seemed like she was slightly nervous too. It was very cute. I think a moment I can never forget in my life was when she walked directly towards me after her practice as if we were friends that hadn’t seen each other for a while. I hope she will never read this post this is embarrassing lmao. I won’t go into every single detail because that is actually creepy, guys. But I know that’s what everyone really wants to read. The bee glasses are a different story. I saw them at a store and pointed them to Jana and we both fell in love. I’m shy for these kinds of things so she bought for herself and I didn’t. I couldn’t wear them at Bee’s match for example. I am introverted and weird. But then I turned back to buy a pair for Bára, without a doubt. The next day, I forgot the glasses at home. Bára saw Jana’s glasses and complimented them from afar, I was like fffssss I am so stupid. That day we didn’t end up meeting Bára, which was totally fine I think back to back would have killed what’s left of me. The next day, Jana dragged me to Bára’s post match practice. “Dragged” because I didn’t think I could handle meeting her again :D  Anyways I gave her the glasses and her eyes shined like a little kid eating ice cream. Making her happy really makes me happy. It was such a beautiful moment. She screamed BEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. <3

The doubts, the good, the bad… It was a tough week for me on a personal level. I constantly felt like the worst daughter ever because of the money I spent (even though I was spending my own money) and I felt like I couldn’t care enough for my father who had a heart attack. He doesn’t live with us in Istanbul, and I couldn’t make the time to go all the way down south to visit him with this trip upcoming. Then I had to call him for money because I spent more than I planned to and I was out of funds. I am not embarrassed to say that day involved some tears, with Bára’s contribution because she did a really, really stupid thing I won’t say here. I am sure from her POV it is not as stupid as it is, but really, it was such bad decision-making from her. It’s all fine now. <3

The end….I want to thank Jana. I told her I would write two pages to thank her actually but she will just have to do with a paragraph for now. I am the luckiest person in the world because I genuinely think I am surrounded by the best friends possible, and she is one of them. Thank you for hosting me. Thank you for loving me as a person. For defending me. Protecting me even from the people I don’t need protecting. Thank you for the McDonald’s’. Thank you for sharing everything you have with me. Thank you for 10/10 crisis management, thank you for always making sure I was well fed. Thank you for being the grown up (well, you are older.) Thank you for not hating me even though I constantly dragged you. Thank you for pushing me when I was too shy to do half of the things we did. Thank you for never judging me. Thank you for accepting me as the biggest sneaky bitch you’ve ever met. Thank you for telling me I have a huge heart. Thank you for this trip. It was a pleasure. I cannot wait to see you again. Thank you for your lifetime friendship and constant support.

Sorry for this long post and let’s hope I won’t forget the fact that I have a blog! Until next time.

[lolbtsaus]

First Day of School (Taehyung)

And now it is time for the second half of the Daegu line, the second half of Vmin, the love of my life who is shining so hard with this comeback and it’s making me so happy, he’s the center during the chorus for Not Today, he’s got lines in both of the songs, his whole headband look is some good shiT, I loved this comeback, Kim Taehyung aka V aka tae tae

All of the father related posts are here

For everyone that hasn’t read the original father!Taehyung post, he has four bbys, in order of age it’s his son, twin daughters and then another son

To avoid repetition and so this post doesn’t get too long, I will be lumping some of the things together since they’d be pretty similar anyways, like dropping them off at school, spending mornings together etc.

The bby Kims (aka the ducklings or bby bears) all look like teeny tiny Taes, bby #4 looks the most like him but they all have the same square smile, the bright eyes, the super kissable cheeks and they’re so bubbly and cuddly and cu te

They’re all su p e r excited for school bc they’re social lil bubs and they love the idea of going to school and learning and making new friends and just having lots of fun

But then they realize Tae doesn’t get to come and that’s just not fun at all, they’re s o attached to him he’s the person they run to whenever they’re excited, scared, sad, mad, happy, tired any emotions whatsoever, he’s their “bestest friend in the entire world”

They don’t even like it when he goes to the store without at least offering to take them, they have zero clue how they’re supposed to handle a school day without him there

Bby #3 gets especially upset bc she’s always been glued to his side and  she’s just a total daddy’s girl who doesn’t like being apart from him bc she loves him so so much and she loves sitting with him and cuddling and she’s always the first to wake him up and the last to say goodnight

Thankfully she has her twin to help her out so she’s not alone, plus bby boy #1 will be in a classroom not too far from hers so she can run to him for a hug as well

All of them take a second to get excited again and it only happens when Tae promises that it really isn’t as bad as it sounds, it’s just like when he has to go to a concert or they go to a friend’s house

Mornings with the Kim are always really sweet

All of the bbys l o v e their cuddles and it’s the first thing they do in the morning, they climb into your bed and just make themselves comfy, even though sometimes you and tae wake up to hands in your face, feet digging into your side and an elbow too close to your eye for comfort

Tae’s definitely accidentally elbowed himself with one of their elbows bc he won’t even have his eyes open yet and he goes to get into a comfier position bc something (bby #2′s hand) is squished against his cheek and he ends up bumping into bby #1′s elbow and nearly gives himself a black eye

He always finds the angles they get into so funny bc one of them’s face down on the back and their head is nearly hanging off the bed and he doesn’t understand how that can be comfy but they’re content so whatever works

They all pile onto him to give him his morning hugs and kisses and then they do the same for you bc everyone needs their kiss and if somehow, someone gets left out accidentally, they’re gonna be really really sad and pouty

They all wanna be carried down the stairs so you and Tae have to carry two each bc no one wants to be left plus leaving a bby alone downstairs/upstairs is not the best idea

Everyone loves helping with breakfast but having six people plus a dog in one kitchen is not the easiest way to cook something, especially when four of those people are trying to hug your legs so television is a great way to keep them entertained

Tae sits them at the table and sets up his laptop so that it plays Between the Lions bc that’s their favorite show ever to exist and then you and him make breakfast together and it’s a good opportunity to fully wake up, maybe drink some coffee or some tea

They all wanna help make it but you and Tae come up with the idea that they help make dinner instead, that way everyone’s wide awake, no one’s got a totally empty stomach and there’s more time to make it

On the first day, they’re all s o excited and they’re bouncing in their seats and squealing and they keep talking to the both of you and not really paying attention to the show bc they’re too excited to sit still and focus on one thing

Tae’s getting hyped up too bc they’re !! which makes them even more hyped up which just gets him more pumped and it’s an endless cycle until someone’s screaming out of excitement

Their first outfits are su pe r cute bc they have similar styles but then each one has their own twist, they all get to pick their own outfits of course but if they want help, Tae’s more than happy to give them some ideas

Bby boy #1′s first outfit is a gray shirt with a pineapple on it with some black comfy pants, they’re not too baggy but they’re not tight bc all of the Kim bbys love to run and play so they can’t have anything too restricting, he also has on some black and white sneakers and a black jacket and a necklace with “Kim” on it

Tae combs his hair back and makes sure his bangs aren’t gonna be getting into his eyes or anything like that and he combs everything out so his hair isn’t tangled and messy from being asleep

Bby #2′s first outfit is a long white shirt with lil frills at the bottom and a and some black leggings and some black flats with a white flower on it and her coat is more beige and then the “Kim” necklace bc all of the bbys have it

She wants her hair to be in a half up half down type of style so Tae gives her what she wants and ties half of her hair up and it looks really adorable

Bby #3′s first outfit is a white dress with a purple floral pattern, some black tights underneath it and her jacket of choice is a black hoodie bc it’s comfy and warm and she wears black flats and of course the necklace

She wants a ponytail so Tae braids her bangs back so they for sure won’t fall out of the ponytail and ties it all back for her and she also get a flower clip in her hair

Bby #4′s first outfit is an Dinosaur Train t-shirt with some black jeans and his coat is also beige and it matches bby #2′s, his shoes are sneakers and he’s of course rocking the necklace

He gets a beanie bc he just likes beanies they’re warm and comfy and soft and it keeps his hair out of his face

Bby #1 has a Phineas and Ferb lunchbox and a Spongebob backpack, bby #2 has a Scooby Doo lunchbox and a Rugrats backpack, bby #3 has a Powerpuff Girls backpack and a Sesame Street lunchbox, bby #4 has a Batman backpack and a Curious George lunchbox

Tae is so torn about what to feel about their first day bc he’s so beyond proud and happy that they’re finally starting their school lives and that they’re gonna learn so much and make so  many friends but then there’s also the side of him that just wants to turn the car around and drive back home and wait another year bc he just wants to cuddle his bbys they don’t gotta grow up yet they can stay small

He’s gotta hold back some tears on the drive but once he sees their classroom, they’re gathering up in his eyes and he’s gotta blink them back bc the bbys don’t like it when he cries and he knows they’ll get upset and start crying if he cries and he doesn’t wanna ruin their day for them

He gives them h u g e hugs that last for a few minutes and with the twins, he hugs them individually and then all together and he’s definitely stalling big time bc he keeps asking them if they have things he knows they do like their lunchboxes, their jackets, their necklaces

They can tell something’s wrong and Tae can see their eyes start to get teary bc they know he’s upset and he isn’t fooling them at all so he has to quickly cheer them up by tickling them and giving them lots of kisses bc if they cry, he’s sure as hell gonna start bawling he can’t help it

“I’ll miss you but you’re gonna have so much fun!!”

“I’m gonna miss you too daddy!! But we’ll see each other soon, right?? It’s only a few hours! Like a really long movie”

“That’s right bub, it’s just a long movie”

Hearing their giggles and seeing their eyes light up when they see the cousins (the boys’ kids) makes him feel so much better and he gives them one last hug before walking them into their class

“We did good Tae, they’ll do fine”

“Do you think they’ll forget about me”

“Pretty sure spending every day of their lives with them is gonna outweigh a few hours of being apart so no, they’re not gonna forget you”

“Let’s have another”

“Oh my g o d” 

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[yummycrummy]

Swimming Lessons (Suitloon) (Inanimate Insanity) ❤️ Suitcase sat quietly atop a hill, staring off into the distance where the sun was shining past the clouds, making it look almost like a painting. A small smile came to her face, "Boy, you don't see a sight like this everyday." "Hey Suitcase, what'cha doing?" Balloon's voice suddenly asked, as he was standing behind her. "Are you...are you okay?" "No no, Balloon, I'm okay. What's up?" Suitcase turned to him, about to ask him to sit with her before noticing his tense stance. "Hey, uh what's the matter?" "I-uh," Balloon began, twiddling his fingers nervously. "Would you..perhaps um, like to go somewhere else? Y-You know, together?" He blushed slightly. Suitcase raised an eyebrow, standing up. "Sure, Balloon! I'd like to. Where do you wanna go? OJ's hotel to party?" "Um...OJ doesn't want me at his house anymore, remember? After I vandalized his wall..." Balloon muttered the last part under his breath. "Actually I was thinking of um...us going down to the pool?" "Oh, the pool sounds like a fun idea. Sure! Let's go!" Suitcase cheerily said, as she began walking ahead of him. Balloon timidly watched her, his thoughts going haywire. Ooh, when am I gonna tell her?! He thought to himself. I can't just stand here and talk nonsense and babble like an idiot! I have to tell her my feelings! I have to..but I'm too scared. "Balloon, we're here." Suitcase's voice made him snap back to reality, "are you okay?" "Wha-huh?! Uh, yeah! Yeah, I'm okay. Sorry, I got a little distracted." Balloon gave her a nervous grin. "soooo, you wanna go swimming?" "Yeah, but..." Suitcase suddenly looked nervous herself, "I can't really swim." "You can't swim? Why?" Balloon asked, his face stricken with shock. "I thought you could!" "I actually can't swim, without arms...I'm useless with swimming." Suitcase muttered, slumping down onto the grass. "A pathetic useless object." Balloon shook his head, sitting down beside her. "H-Hey! Don't talk like that! You're not pathetic, or useless! Especially to me." He placed a gentle hand on her, not even noticing because he was lost in her eyes. "You mean so much more to me than that, Suitcase. You can do anything if you just try. Who care's if you don't have any arms?!" Suitcase cracked a small but sad smile up at him. "Thanks, Balloon. I'm sorry I've just..been feeling down recently." "I understand." Balloon said, and stood up. A new feeling of courage and determination filled him. He didn't know where it came from so suddenly but at that moment he didn't care. "Hey...how about I teach you how to swim?" "Y-You...teach me? B-But-" Suitcase began, "Balloon, how will you be able to teach me..?" "You'll kick with your legs, and I'll hold you! Easy peasy!" Balloon smiled, helping her up. "Well...okay! I'll do it then!" She gazed up at him, eyes bright and full of hopefulness. Balloon grinned, "That's the spirit! By the end of the afternoon, you'll be the fastest swimmer the whole cast has ever seen!" The comment made Suitcase blush. "Y-You really think I'll be the fastest?" She asked shyly. Balloon turned to her, and realizing what he just said, he began to stumble over his words. "I-I uh, w-well, yeah! Of course! Why wouldn't I? I'm your instructor for today, after all!" He laughed nervously, his face turning red as much as he was. "Now c'mon!" He failed to notice the little all-knowing-smile that Suitcase had on her face. After guiding Suitcase over to the pool and showing her the basics to swimming, it was time to get into the pool. Balloon went in first, and swam back a few feet, holding his hands out, "Okay Suitcase, jump in and I'll catch you!" "Uh, is this a good idea? What if I drown?!" "You won't drown! If you do, I'll save you!" Balloon said, "Now jump! C'mon, you can do it!" Suitcase looked into the water, her legs shaking slightly. "O-Okay.." stepping backwards a couple feet, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before running quickly toward the edge of the pool, jumping in and landing directly into the water. After a few moments of waiting, Suitcase didn't pop back up from underwater. Balloon nearly felt himself deflate in panic as he realized she had gone in too deep. "O-oh geez! S-Suitcase?!" He swam quickly to the spot where she had landed. He saw her still laying underwater, and he began to panic even more. She really couldn't swim! "H-Hold on, Suitcase! I'm coming!" Balloon held his breath before diving under, swimming hurriedly toward Suitcase, who was still not seeming to be moving at all. Balloon finally reached her and grabbed her, hositing her up as he swam to the surface. Gasping hold of the fresh air, Balloon floated them both to the side of the pool and climbed out. He laid Suitcase down on her back, and glanced down at her, his panic level only rising once he saw that she wasn't even moving.!"Suitcase! Are you okay?! Speak to me!" Suitcase didn't say anything. She didn't even twitch. Balloon's face paled as he took hold of her hand, which was starting to grow colder by the second, his eyes starting to water. "S-Suitcase..?! Suitcase! Please...p-please don't leave me. I-I need you!" He shut his eyes, "you can't die yet!" Balloon's eyes suddenly snapped open. He remembered what Baseball had taught him when they went swimming together. CPR. Balloon bent down to Suitcase and began to pump her chest, and blew into her mouth. He repeated this for a couple of moments, before stopping and seeing that she still hadn't moved. She wasn't breathing. "No...no..no no no no, please no!" Balloon cried, "Suitcase! Please! I-I can't let you die! You..." Balloon's mouth quivered as he gently picked her up, holding him against her as his tears began dropping onto her face. "y-you mean the world to me, Suitcase...I-I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner..." A sudden cough made Balloon's eyes widen, as he gasped and looked down. Suitcase was coughing up water, her breathing returning. "Suitcase! Y-You're alive!" Balloon exclaimed happily, joy filling his heart as he hugged her tightly. "Oh thank the stars! I thought you were gone!" "You..*cough* can't get rid of me that easily..." Suitcase winced painfully, before coughing again. She looked up at him before smiling, "I..I heard what you said..." Looking shocked again, Balloon blushed furiously and averted his eyes, still holding onto her. "You..did...?" "Y-Yeah..and, you mean the world to me too, Balloon." Suitcase weakly sat up. "I know that you have kept your feelings for me inside too. It's okay...I feel the same way about you." She smiled shyly, pink colouring her cheeks. "Y-You like me too?" Balloon asked, his squeaky voice almost a whisper. "R-Really?!" "Heh, yeah. I've felt scared about telling you so many times..." Suitcase explained. "You just...were there alot for me. We were there for each other in those hard times. I'm just so grateful to be by your side, Balloon. I...I love you." Balloon's eyes began to fill with tears once again. He sniffed, gently embracing Suitcase by surprise. She hugged back, also starting to cry. "I-I love you too, Suitcase. You are the bestest object I-I've ever met in my life." Balloon cried. "I'm so happy t-to have met someone like you. You...you bring me so much joy into my life. You're so special to me..." he stepped back, looking into her eyes. "I..I want to be with you." "I want to be with you too, Balloon." Suitcase said. She leaned forward, pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss. Balloon felt his heart leap as his stomach fluttered at the sensation. He had never been kissed before! Suitcase quickly backed away, eyes wide. "O-oh no! Um, I-I'm sorry Balloon, d-did I go too fast..?!" "N-No! No you didn't it's okay, I'm just a little surprised." Balloon laughed, as Suitcase calmed down. "Geez, that...sure was something." "Yeah.." Suitcase nodded. She looked back up at him, their eyes both catching each other, smiling. "SUITCASE!" Came an extremly angry and annoyed voice, making them both jump and lose the connection that they were having at the moment. "There you are! Me and Baseball have been searching everywhere for you!" Nickel stopped stomping as he and Baseball approached the two. "What's HE doing here with you?" He asked irritably, nodding his head to Balloon, who only grinned weakly in response. "N-Nickel! Um..." Suitcase stammered, "we.. were just out for a little stroll! And decided to go for a swim. Why were you looking for me?" "OJ wants you to join him at his party," Baseball explained. "It's pretty awesome right now, there's a DJ and a Disco Ball! Everyone's having a fun time." "O-Oh. Well..." Suitcase glanced over to Balloon, blushing a litttle. "Can...Balloon join us?" Nickel scoffed, "Him? No way! Why would we wanna invite a vandalizer and a total jerk?! He's no friend of ours." Baseball frowned. "Now Nickel...don't you think you're jumping to conclusions? Surely Balloon never meant to do the things he did. We should give him a second chance!" "What? Are you serious?" Nickel snapped at him, "what makes you think he'll ever get a second chance? All he'll do is use us and contiune being the jerkwad and wannabe he used to be!" "Hey! N-now hold on a second, I'm not a jerk! Or a wannabe!" Balloon shouted defensively. "I know I vandalized OJ's wall, but I didn't mean to cause any trouble to you guys in the past! Honest!" "Sure you didn't." Nickel rolled his eyes and turned around. "Come on Baseball, lets get outta here. You too, Suitcase." Suitcase, keeping her feet planted firmly on the ground, said in the strongest voice she could muster, "I'm not going anywhere." "Huh?" Nickel stopped in his tracks, Baseball also stopped, looking shocked. "You want to stay with that loser?" "Balloon isn't a loser! And he's not a jerk, don't ever talk to him like that!" Suitcase snapped angrily at him. Nickel's eyes went large as he took a step back. Suitcase had never raised her voice to anyone. "He..he may have vandalized OJ's wall and has been rude in the past, but I know him far better than you! And I know he can change, unlike YOU, Nickel!" Balloon stared at Suitcase in silence, his eyes wide. His heart thumped warmly, seeing that she was willingly standing up for him, and to herself. "Ugh, fine." Nickel finally said, his voice still thick with annoyance, but a hint of hurt was behind it too. "Stay here with that Helium Freak. See if I care." He stalked off, Baseball following behind looking happy that Suitcase had stood up to Nickel for once. Suitcase panted heavily, still angered by how ungrateful Nickel was. She calmly took a deep breath, shutting her eyes. "Stupid Nickel..." "Um, t-thank you, Suitcase.." Balloon anxiously muttered, walking up beside her. A faint redness was in his cheeks. "Y-You stood up for me. Nobody's ever really done that for me...thank you." Suitcase turned to him, smiling bravely. "No problem, Balloon! Woah, I..I'm never been that proud of myself for awhile! Using such big words...that felt good!" "I bet it did." Balloon smiled, giving her a pat on the back. "But what will he tell the others..? What if they hate you?" Suitcase looked into his eyes, and gently gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You worry too much, silly. Don't worry, they won't hate me for standing up to Nickel. Well, if they do, who cares?" She sighed. "As long as I know you're okay, that's all that I care about." "O-Oh Suitcase..." Balloon said tearfully, "you're the greatest friend I could ever have. And uh..g-girlfriend too..." he looked away, blushing again. Suitcase laughed and shoved him playfully. "Aw c'mon you big softie. C'mon, let's go down to the dock. We can watch the sunset." Balloon looked pleased by hearing that, losing his sudden nervousness. "Ooh, sure! The sunset! I'm with you all the way, Suitcase!" He grinned, and she grinned back. They both made their way down to the dock by the water, spending the rest of the afternoon with themselves. And that's all that they could've ever wanted. THE END 💚❤️

#THERE WE GO :P #I finished it!! Hope ya enjoy it guys! 😆😆 #Friendship #Suitloon #Inanimate Insanity #WOOOO!!!! #AAAAA HH