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sugarlywhispers · 5 months

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ex!b.katsuki x reader ; m.izuku x reader — bakugou cheats on his gf, with midoriya's girlfriend.

☆– warnings; ANGST. mention and description of panic attacks, swear words, cheating (bakugou to reader; uraraka to midoriya).

☆–a.n; so here it is! a continuation to THIS DRABBLE. i honestly didn't plan it, but @imaginationmess started brainstorming with me about this a few weeks ago and i couldn't get it out my head! thank you, sweets💕 i hope you like this, even tho i still owe you that villain!bakugou drabble~🙃 i'll work on it soon, i promise~

☆–a.n; also, i decided to split it in several parts. i don't know tho how many parts there will be. i have at least two more parts already written. we will see...😉 don't worry, each link to the parts will be organized in my masterlist♡

The noise around makes you a bit jumpy. It's been weeks since you've been out of your apartment since that day you finally broke down in front of your best friend Mineta Minoru, after Kats-Bakugou finally picked his stuff out of your home.

You're sitting in a little coffee shop close to where you live, waiting. The chattering, the laughs, the kids playing and screaming, the cars and buses that drive outside, everything feels heavy on your chest as it pulls up and down fastly thanks to your breathing. You know what this is, it's not the first time it happened.

Panic attacks.

You've been having them again since he left.

And you hate them. You hate him for being the reason they appeared again. The first time it happened Mineta had finally convinced you to go out and have some ramen with him late at night after his shift. You accepted, even though you felt your body weak and heavy, only wanting to stay in bed and keep sleeping. Least to say, it ended with Mineta carrying you in his arms, your body trembling non-stop and feeling like you were choking, dying.

But right now, Mineta is not here. And you can feel your throat being closed, like someone was grabbing you by your neck with each breath you take and slowly but firmly putting pressure, until you could breathe no more.

And just when it's about to happen, when you know you're about to make a scene in front of all these people, when the darkness is making its presence in your sight, that he enters the coffee shop.

You don't know why but seeing Midoriya Izuku after so many weeks since you told him the truth, seeing him stand there at the door, a black hoodie that says "HOODIE" in the front and jeans and his typical red trainers as he scans the whole place until his green eyes find yours and smiles openly at you, seeing him walk towards you and getting bigger with each step he takes in your direction –was he ever that big and tall?–, seeing him say "hi" politely to some people who recognized the Number One Pro Hero under the hoodie as he walks inside the place.

Just seeing him… it takes the pressure off your neck. You can breathe again.

"Hi, Y/N, sorry I'm a bit late," he greets with a shiny smile as he sits in front of you. "I had to finish some paperwork from the night patrol."

You open your eyes wide, "Y-you-" your voice sounds throaty and rough, so you clear your throat. He frowns, watching your neck, but he respectfully waits for you to continue, eyes back on yours, watching you with kindness. "You had night patrol? If I knew, I wouldn't have bothered‐…"

"Oh, no! You didn't bother me at all! You're never a bother, Y/N." His smile is radiant, it's been so long since you had seen someone smile that way in your direction. You feel bad for Mineta. When was the last time he had smiled in your presence? A real, genuine smile. You forgot. "I was hoping you got my message and that you would answer, on your time. But you did answer." You look down, you think his smiles will make you go blind because of its shine.

It was two weeks ago–or three?, you feel like you lost track of time, being on your bed and only getting up when Mineta forced his way into your apartment to make you eat or shower. It's been a while since Midoriya left that message to go grab coffee together. And he had been waiting, and you just now answered.

"I'm sorry… I needed…"

"Time, I know. Me too. It took me a while to process everything. I didn't want to get up off my bed, I barely ate… We both needed time."

You look up at him again and you see him swallow thick, like it's difficult for him to talk about it. And you get it. Fuck, thinking about it only makes you want to cry again. You get it. So you pull one of your hands that were grabbing the cloth of your pants tightly in order to help ground yourself a few moments ago when the panic attack was almost on the surface, and grab his that is laying on the table in front that separates you both.

He looks at it for a moment, your thumb caressing the scars on his hand like it's nothing, and when he looks back up, you try to smile reassuringly.

Everything is going to be okay. You are going to be okay, that's what Mineta tells you every day he goes to check on you. You started to believe he says that aloud to reassure himself more than you, seeing how you didn't have the force to even feed yourself some days and he had to do it. It took you a few days ago, when you tried to reach your phone, you had to get up from the bed and when you did, your legs gave up, making you fall straight to the floor, hitting your chin so hard you think you bit your own tongue as you tasted blood in your mouth. How was this you? Did he really have so much power over you that turned you into this corpse that couldn't even get up to reach the damn phone? Fuck no. You decided it was enough. You decided you were going to be okay.

You know your smile it's not the prettiest or most comforting at the moment, but you try. You try for Midoriya, before saying, "We are going to be okay."

His eyes fill with tears, so visible it makes you want to hold him, protect him–and he's freaking Hero Deku, the most powerful hero on Earth and the Symbol of Hope for humankind. Yet, you can't avoid feeling. Feeling that he doesn't deserve anything that happened. Feeling that he deserves so much happiness and kindness, and he hasn't had that in a long while apparently. It's frustrating watching him break, even this little as he doesn't let the tears escape his eyes and smiles back at you.

Two hours pass and Midoriya and you are still in that coffee shop, chatting animatedly, laughing even. Remembering old times, talking about the present and the future, and about the friends that connected you both.

It feels like… a rush of fresh, cold wind after a hot and humid summer day. You have been so used to the hot, the fire, you forgot that cool, fresh relief existed.

Your phone starts ringing in your little bag and you search it as Midoriya laughs at something you said about Mineta.

"And it doesn't end there…"

"Oh my God, it doesn't? What else could Mineta have done to Bakugou? I understand now why Shoto had to be called in to assist him. Mineta was faking stuff so he wouldn't help him… Genius." You see the tears at the corner of his eyes, but this time they are from laughing. And you find yourself thinking you like that better than the previous tears.

You shake your head, smiling, "He started leaving his purple sticky balls under Bakugou's car wheels." That's it. Midoriya laughs so hard it makes everyone look in your direction. But you don't mind, for the first time in a long while, you don't mind people's attention on you. Midoriya's there. And he's laughing. He is laughing.

Life seems a bit brighter.

You pick up the call without really looking who it is. "Hello?" You talk in between laughs.

"Y/N? Oh, where… Where are you? I came to the apartment and freaked out when I couldn't find you!" Mineta says, a bit agitated. But you can't avoid laughing again given that the person you were just talking about with Midoriya called you, it is such a funny timing. You signal with a finger to your phone looking at Midoriya and word 'Mineta', which makes him laugh even harder. Midoriya understood the funny timing too. "Are those laughs? Are you laughing?!"

"Sorry… Yes. I'm with Midoriya. We came to grab a coffee."

You can hear Mineta's surprise, you can even picture his eyebrows pulling up high. "Midoriya? As in… Midoriya Izuku?"

"Yes, love, Midoriya Izuku." That makes the green-headed man in front of you shut a bit and look down at his hands. Weird.

"Ow, you haven't called me love in a while… I'm gonna cry," you roll your eyes at your best friend's dramatics.

"Shut up. Do you need something? I'll be back in a bit."

"Oh, no, bun. I just came to bring you lunch and then I have to sign in. I'll probably be on shift until late at night so I made sure I cooked enough so you have leftovers for dinner too."

You smile. Your heart feels warm, and you can't help but think you have one hell of a best friend.

"I love you."

"Oh, I'm definitely crying now."

You chuckle, "Take care today, okay?"

"Always am, bun. Have fun with Midoriya, but I can already tell you are..." You can hear the suggestive tone, and you want to punch him.

"Shut up."

"I love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

You end the call and look at Midoriya. He's not smiling anymore, just looking at his hands. His fingers fidgeting with each other, his mind clearly in thought.

"Sorry, I didn't tell Mineta where I was going today. He was worried…"

"Oh, yeah, no problem."

It sounds like there is, so you try to dissipate the tension you don't know what produced it.

"You want to know what else Mineta did?"

Midoriya looks up, eyes open wide, smile returning to his face, "There's more?!"

You nod, also smiling. "He once even left them inside the car, messing up with the engine."

"Oh my God! That's why Bakugou asked for another hero to assist him from now on!" Midoriya laughs again. You shake your head and he stops mid-laugh. "That's… It's not? Then what-...?"

"Do you really want to know?" You raise an eyebrow, sounding cheeky and challenging.

His stance changes, you see a spark in his eyes you have never seen before. He smirks and rests his elbows over the table and gets closer to you, his eyes connected to yours, as he murmurs almost in a low tone whisper, "Tell me."

You can feel your cheeks warmer under his gaze, but find the courage to copy his action and get closer to him, even closer to his ear to whisper in a secret.

"Mineta left cockroaches on the copilot seat, for when Uraraka entered the car."

You back away a bit to look at his face. He looks completely surprised, before throwing his head back and laughing so so hard, completely forgetting they are in a public space.

You laugh too, but because he is laughing so lively. You decide then that you'll try that more. Make him laugh.

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baby-alien11 · 10 months

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Could you do a headcanon with Ethan Landry and Carpenter!reader (I love love ur fics btw)

hiii, thank you so much for the love

I hope you like how I interpretate your idea, for this I wanted to do it with gf ethan because when you sent the idea my mind started to flow with reader reaction during the act three

credits to CZsWorld and his video of 156 Things You Missed on Scream VI because it helped me to write a part of the shrine

being a Carpenter and dating Ethan Landry

Since your older sister left the house due to a fight with your mom, you and Tara stayed together

Due to Tara being the oldest by a year, she was the one that took care of you when your mom was on a work trip

Like the one that changed everyone lives with the return of ghostface

That night while you and Tara were preparing dinner, she answered a call that seemed innocent and some prank at the beggining, but the moment it turned threatening, Tara instructed you to run towards the second floor and call the police

Even if you wanted to stay with her, she was quick to push you to the second floor

While you were in there calling the police, you cried hearing how your sister was being attacked, finally getting down the moment you heard the police on the first floor

During the whole night at the hospital, you spend it answering the police questions and waiting in Tara's room unable to sleep

The arrive of Sam along with her boyfriend was a relief to you because having your older sister meant someone to take care of both of you

But the killings didn't stopped, ending in loosing Wes, sheriff Judy and Dewey; and you, Tara and Richie were attacked at the hospital, leaving you with a medium scar in your thigh and a small one in your back

Deciding that leaving the city was the best for yours and Tara security, Sam took the decision to move to Modesto where she and Richie lived

Unfortunately, Tara didn't had her inhaler with her and the replace was at Amber's house

Hell broke in there because of the reveal of Amber as the murder when she shot Liv on the head, and then Richie when he stabbed Sam

So, after a long night that ended up in you, Sam, Tara, Chad, Mindy and Sidney and Gale, the OG's, injured, the killing spree was over

Since your mom ignored Sam after she told you and Tara the truth about her biological father, you felt bad for her because she did everything to protect both of you

So you started to hang out more with her to recover the lost time

After Tara and the twins finished high school, they decided to go to Blackmore University in New York, along with you since you mannaged to finish your last year online

Sam also went with the four of you to keep an eye on both of you, which Tara didn't like

While Tara decided that the best way to cope with the situation was forgetting what happened and try to live her life as a normal young adult, you got closer to Sam because you felt safe with her

Renting an apartment close to the university, the three of you manage to get a roommate named Quinn to share the costs of living there, who was the daughter of a detective

Meanwhile, Chad and Mindy stayed in the dorms

That's how you and Ethan met

He was a little shy and quiet, and that's what you liked of him, also how he was sweet, nice and caring with you

So, after three months of knowing each other, you and Ethan started a relationship

But before he had a small interrogative by Sam, Tara, Mindy and Chad

Ethan was basically the perfect boyfriend

He listen to everything you said, took notice of small mannerisms you use to do, remember everything you liked, help you with your homework or school projects, almost every morning got your favourite drink from your favourite cafeteria or your favourite snacks, give you gifts on random days

Taking you to dates to dinner, to the movies, to the theater, etc

You trusted him enough to tell him what happened last year

When Halloween was around the corner and a frathernity was organizing a party where all the friend group planned to go, Sam didn't let you and Tara go

"What about we stay in your department or in my dorm and have a movie night?", Ethan suggested while walking around campus

"Oh, we're going to that party", you exclaimed

"I thought Sam forbidden you and Tara to go to the party"

"She did, but she also has her therapy session that night, so we are going to scape the apartment, and Quinn already said she will cover us, anyway, what are you going to use as a costume?"

"I was thinking about the cardboard knight costume of Murder Party"

"Sounds interesting! I might be using something similar so that way we can be complementing each other"

"I like that idea", Ethan smiled leaning over to give you a kiss that you acepted with a smile

After an emergency go out shopping with Tara, both of you got your costumes

The night of the party, the moment Sam anounced she was going, you and Tara were getting ready to leave for the party

While Tara dressed as a pirate, you chose to be a princess, with your outfit that consisted in a short pink dress with silver platform ankle boots and a tiara with your hair in small waves

A few minutes after Sam left the building, you and Tara practically run towards the campus which wasn't so far

Arriving at the frat house, you were quick to glue to Ethan and Chad while Tara stayed with her friends but still been supervised by Mindy and Anika

Things were normal for a few hours, except for the people dressed as ghostface, until Tara got into little trouble

"Hey, big guy, you're needed", Anika called, "You too little Carpenter"

Knowing it was about Tara, all of you ran towards the stairs where a drunk Tara was going to the second floor with a random guy

"Hey partner!", Chad called getting their attention, "Tara's good down here"

"Sorry, bro, I didn't catch that", the random guy said

"Yeah, you did", Chad laughed sarcastically

"Tara, what if we go to get some shots", you tried to convince her to stay, "A fun contest between sisters"

"Chad, Y/N, it's fine", Tara said getting down from some stairs, "I want to"

"No, you don't", you continue to try, "Just stay here with us, please"

"Yeah, see, Chad?", the creepy guy intervined, "She wants to, Y/N can come too, to have more fun"

"Don't talk to her", Ethan intervined steping closer to you

Taking Tara by the arm with strength causing her to fall at what Chad was quick to pull him to the first floor and start a small fight, while you kneeled next to Tara to help her

Things started to get violent, until Sam arrived tasing the creepy guy in the balls leaving him in the floor, but Tara wasn't happy to see her sister there, so she was quick to leave the party with Sam and the rest of you following close

"Tara, will you stop?", Sam demanded walking behind her

"I cannot believe you did that! You embarrased me", Tara yelled

"That guy was a dick", Sam yelled in response, "He was gonna take advantage of you"

"So?"

"You did not say that!", you intervined getting closer to them

"So?"

"If I want to hook up with an asshole, that's my decision! It's my decision", Tara exclaimed, "It's not about you! You're out of mine and Y/N lives for five years, and then you can't leave us alone for five minutes"

"Hey! I'm happy to have Sam around us", you said standing by their side

"Because you're not dealing with what happened to us, Y/N has gone with me sometimes with my therapist to talk about it, have you even gone to see the counselor once?"

"No, I'm not going to"

"Why not?", Sam asked

"Because I'm uninterested in living in the past like you are"

"What's that supposed to mean?", Sam questioned a little shocked

"Guys, come on", Chad tried to stop the discussion but it didn't work

"It means I'm not gonna let what happened to us for three days define the rest of my life", Tara explained

"So you're just gonna pretend it never happened", Sam concluded

"What are you doing here, Sam? In New York", Tara sighed, "You're working two shitty jobs to help with rent, whatever, but what's your plan? I know what I'm gonna do, okay? Because I'm gonna keep going to college, I'm gonna get my degree, and I'm gonna live my life"

"I was the one who told Sam about our plans to move here", you revealed surprising her, "And convinced her to come with us"

"Why did you do that?", Tara questioned

"Because I feel safer with her around", you exclaimed

"Are you fucking serious?", Tara yelled, "She is here breathing in our necks because of you?"

"Exactly", you responded in the same way, "You're welcome"

"I'm just trying to look out for you", Sam spoke looking at the both of you

"I know you are", Tara sighed more calmed, "You can't do it for the rest of my life, though, you have to let me go, you have to let us go"

But before Sam could say anything, a group of random girls throw a drink towards her accusing her to be a murderer

Arriving at the apartment Tara was quick to enter her room while you did the same to change into your pajamas that consisted in an oversized shirt and biker shorts and to return to the living room where the rest was and sit with Ethan in the one-person couch

Watching the news, they anounced that there was a multiple murder that night alerting everyone because ghostsface masks were involved

Of course the instant reaction of Sam towards that was to you and Tara to pack your things to move, but of course both of you refused

Getting a call from detective Bailey, Sam started to make her way to the police station, at what you and Tara decided to follow her

But Ghostface apeared threatening to kill the three of you, ending up in a tense scene in the bodega close to the apartment, fortunately getting alive from there

So, after being in the police station all night, meeting Kirby Reed and knowing by Gale that Sidney decided to not intervined and go away, which the three of you understand

After changing clothes and being a little more calmed and reuniting with the others, all of you decided to have a little reunion to discuss the situation

"Okay, nerds, listen up!", Mindy started with her monologue, "As terrifying as this all is, I’m actually glad I get a chance to redeem myself for not calling the killers last time, the way I see it, someone is out making a sequel to the requel?"

"What's a requel?", Anika asked

"You'are beautiful sweetie, let's hold questions to the end", Mindy responded

"Stab 1 took place in Woodsboro, Stab 2 took place in college", Sam reminded

"So the killer is trying to copy the movies?", Tara suggested

"That is one posibility", Mindy nodded, "Heroes now in college, check, suspicious new characters brought into to add to the suspect list and our body count, check, check and check"

"I don't like this", Ethan murmured at what you sitting by his side took his hand in yours

"But it can't be just about Stab 2"

"Why not?", Tara frowned at Mindy comment

"It make sense if this just a sequel, but we are not in a sequel, because no one does sequels anymore, we're in a franchise!", Mindy exclaimed, "And there are certain rules to in a continuing franchise, rule one: everything is bigger than last time, bigger budget, bigger cast, bigger body count, longer chasings, shoot outs, beheadings, you've got to duplicate everything to make people keep coming back; rule two: whatever happen last time expect the opposite, franchises only survive by suberting expectations, if the killers last time were whiny snowflake film nerds with Letterboxd accounts instead of personalities, you can bet the opposite will be though here; and rule three: no one is safe, legacy characters are expandable at this point, usually brought back only to be killed of in some cheap bit of nostalgia, it's not looking too good for Gale and Kirby, and that's not even the worst part"

"This is the part were she tells us the worst part", Chad said writting in his notebook

"The worst part is franchises are just continuing episodic stallments designed to boost an IP, which means, main characters are completely expandable too, Laurie Strode, Nancy Thompson, Ellen Ripley, Sally Hardessy, Jigsaw, Tony Stark, James Bond, even Luke Skywalker, all died so their franchises could live on, that means it's not just us friend group, any of us could go at anytime, specially Sam, Tara and Y/N"

"Wait, wait, wait", Ethan spoke, "Any of us? Am I in the friend group?Am I like one of the targets? Am I gonna die a virgin?"

"You're not a virgin", you exclaimed turning to look him while frowning, "And we both know it"

"That was a weird and gross overshare", Mindy interrupted, "But that bring us to our current suspects, Ethan, the shy dorky guy who no one suspects because he's so shy and dorky"

"Wait, why am I on the suspect list? Because I randomly Chad's roommate and Y/N and I are dating?"

"Rommate lotteries can be juked, you could've fix it to be next to us, and that also applies to your relationship with Y/N; Quinn, the slutty roommate, a horror movie classic"

"Sex positive, but, thank you?"

"Hmm, how did you come up to live with Sam, Tara and Y/N?", Mindy asked

"I answered their add online"

"Okay, say no more, you already implicated yourself enough"

"It was an anonymous add, Mindy", Tara said, "And you know we vetted her, plus her dad is a cop"

"And that makes her more likely that she is the killer, because having a cop dad is a great cover, you don't remeber how this movies work, Tara?!

"Is she always like this?", Quinn asked at what Sam nodded

"And finally, Anika, never trust the love interest, that also goes to you, Y/N"

For the rest of the day, all of you tried to stay together or in pairs, untill the night were everyone will be having a sleepover at the appartment, but Ethan couldn't go because he had econ that night

Things started normal at first, until Danny, the cute neighboor and Sam's boyfriend airdroped a photo in which the scene of Quinn being stabbed by ghostface in her room followed by screams and hits inside her room, and then a creepy silence was enough to run towards her door

Hell was released when the dead body of Quinn was thrown out of the room towards the group landing on Anika

In a reflex move, Chad took Tara's hand who took you by your arm dragging the three of you to the entrance door to scape, but leaving the rest inside, but relazing that the rest were still inside the three of you tried to enter again but all of your keys were inside

The next morning, Ethan arrived at the scene instantly being interrogated by Chad about where he was last night, at what he said that he was at econ, just what he told you the day before

After everyone was more calmed, Gale lead the group to a old theater that now was a shrine dedicated to ghostface and the Stab franchise, from some posters to all of the ghostface robes, everything was there, except the masks

Coming out with a plan to catch ghostface in broad daylight and in a public space, you along with your sisters put yourselves as the bait while the others wait in the van where Kirby will be tracking the origin of the call

Unfortunately, the call was track down in the same appartment building where Gale lives, making the three of you to "steal" Wayne's police car and drive towards there, arriving when she was laying on the floor with life threatening injuries but alive

Another plan was made: catching ghostface in the shrine and traveling in group

Arriving at the subway, and due to the crowd station because of Halloween, the group got separated in two, with you, Sam, Tara, Chad and Danny in a train, and Mindy and Ethan waiting for the next one

Being the first ones to arrive at the shrine and leaving Danny outside, Tara and Chad went to the snack bar, while you stayed with Sam, trying to contact Ethan or Mindy but none of them responded

Being there, you just took a seat in the steps of the stage watching how Sam took the old knife that once belonged to her father

"Should I grab a knife too?", you asked getting her attention

"Only for security", Sam nodded

Walking a little, you watched the collection until you stopped in front of a display where a draw of Richie's death was along with a knife covered in blood, so you opened it to take the knife and hide it in the back of your jeans

Things went down quickly when Sam recieved a call from detective Bailey warning about Kirby being ghostface due to being to affected by the Woodsboro 2011 masacre

Running to get Chad and Tara, they informed that ghostface was there and where attacked by him, so a persecution in the whole theater started, realizing that they were two of them when Chad was stabbed multiple times by them leaving him in the floor

Keeping running and dragging Tara, the three of you returned to the central part of the shrine only to being circled by the two ghostface at what Sam took some brick from the floor to defend yourselves

But the son-to-be fight was interrupted by a injured but alive Kirby who started shooting at the masked killers

When detective Bailey arrived, in a unexpected move, he shot Kirby while the two ghostfaces

"Great job, both of you", Wayne praised his two partners leaving the three of you shocked

"You?", Tara asked in shock

"Yeah, of course me", Wayne responded, "Frankly, I expected more from the three of you after what you did to us"

"What do you mean, 'us'?", Tara asked again

The moment you saw the face of one of the ghostface you felt like something broke inside of you, most exactly your heart

Sensing how you must be feeling, Sam was quick to hold one of your hands

"Mindy was right", Ethan laughed, "It was easy to juke the roommate lottery, all I had to do to meet you was room with a conceited, condescending alpha literally named Chad, fuck it felt good to kill him! And Y/n, you were never part of the plan, but we kinda connected, so being in a relationship with you was even better for this"

"Fuck you", was the only thing that was able to come out of your mouth at that moment

"This was your grandmother's, Sam", Ethan continued pointing at the mask, "Nancy Loomis, really runs in the fucking family, doesn't it? Speaking of family...wait for it, my name's not Ethan Landry, is it, dad?"

"Well, that explains why I never met your parents", you commented with your arms crossed, "Wait a second, if you are father and son, that means Quinn was also part of your family, and most probably knew the twisted plan, and she was "killed" last night, or it was all fake, am I right?"

"I told you she has a great mind", Ethan murmured to his father while the other ghostface took their mask out

"Hey, roomies", Quinn sing softly, "You didn't see that coming, did you?"

"Yeah, because you died!", Tara exclaimed

"Kind of didn't, though", Quinn said, "It was a good way to get off the suspect list, stab Gale Weathers, stab Mindy on the train, that sort of things"

"Yep, and I just made sure I was first on the scene so I could switch her body out with a fresh one", Wayne explained like it was a normal thing, "Little fake blood, a prosthetic, you'd be amazed at what a grieving father can get away with"

"I got Stu Macher's mask", Quinn spoke now being at one side behind some displays, "He was my favorite"

"Nice, that's number three", Wayne continued refering to the masks, That's two, which leaves your father's, this is what we've been counting down to, Sam, I'm gonna need you to put it on"

"Fuck you!", Sam yelled throwing the mask away

That action made Ethan slash Sam's arm scaring you and Tara more

"What? What is this? You did this as a family?", Sam interrogated

"Hell yeah, bitch!", Quinn screamed getting closer to the three of you, "You should know better than anyone"

"They're still not getting it", Ethan giggled

"I don't know what you believe, but I didn't commit those murders in Woodsboro", Sam said with desesperation, "It wasn't me!"

"We know that", Wayne spoke again, "Of course you didn't, you think this is based on some bullshit conspiracy theory? Come on, who do you think started the rumors about you in first place?"

"Do you know how easy it was to turn Sam from the hero of Woodsboro into the villain?", Quinn mocked, "How easy it is to convice the world to believe the worst in people rather than the best?"

"Because it's not enough to just kill someone these days", Ethan continued, "You have to assassinate their character first, so when dad here "discovers" your horribly mutilated bodies posed with Sam wearing her father's mask, he'll say some poor bastard read on the internet that you're the real ghostface and took matters into their own deluded hands"

"Exactly! That's why it's the perfect alibi", Wayne exclaimed, "All the best lies are based on the truth, and you're a killer, just like your father"

"No, I'm not!", Sam denied

"Yes, you are, you motherfucker!", Quinn yelled, "You killed our brother!"

"What are you talking about?", Sam questioned

"You said your brother died in a car accident", Tara reminded

"No, no no, you sweet, dumb thing", Ethan spoke again, "He died in Woodsboro at the hands of your bitch sister"

"Wait a second", you said finally realizing everything, "Curly and kinda light hair, light colored eyes, Richie was your son and sibling"

"Yeah", Wayne nodded

Slightly turning around, Sam recieved a quick stab near her chest by Ethan, which made the three of you to try to scape but again you were circled

"Now! It wasn't until I saw that photograph of what you'd actually done to him that I knew, that I knew you had to fucking die! You had to be punished! Along with anyone else who stands in our way", Wayne continued to yell

"There she is", Quinn murmured with her knife against Sam's throat noticing the look in her eyes, "There's the fucking killer"

"Great parenting job, by the way", Tara commented at what you snorted

"Shut your whore fucking mouth!", Quinn screamed pushing the three of you to the center of the space

"Have I been a perfect dad? No", Wayne proceeded, "Have I maybe overindulged Richie's love of these little movies? Yeah, maybe, for me, they're just a little dark, but...Richie really loved them, he loved them! He even made a few of his own"

In the screen on the scenary, one of Richie's home made movies was playing while Wayne started to climb the stairs

"There's a very special bond between a father and his first son"

Hearing that phrase, you turn your head to look at your psycho boyfriend with pity at what he shared a look with you that demostrated a little bit of pain, but he hide it quickly pointing his knife at you, making you return your attention to the stage

"Which is why I helped him build this collection"

"This was all his?", Sam asked

"Yes, he's a very passionate collector, and he inspired others, we had to kill those two wannabe film students because, well, we had to do kill you first, Sam, I put the theater in their name, then good old detective Bailey would've just stumble on it, but I didn't have to because, by golly, that Gale Weathers is one hell of a journalist, I built a tribute to my son, which is why this is where you have to die, Sam, surrounded by the things he loved the most"

"What happens next? After you're done with us you just disappear?"

"No! We got to hurry over the hospital and make sure Mindy and Gale don't pull through, because everybody dies, Sam! Everyone who had anything to do with the death of my son suffers and dies, now put on the mask"

"He was so pathetic", Sam sighed

"That's not true", Wayne suttered

"Yeah, your son, he was a man-baby who made his girlfriend do all the killing"

"He was a strong, virile young man", Wayne insisted slightly trembling

"He was a limp-dick little fuck who cried before I slit his throat"

With that last phrase, hell got loose because Quinn angry for hearing those words of her late brother loose control running towards the three of you which caused to you and Tara to hit her with the blocks, running towards a stairs thanks to a distraction by a very alive Kirby who shoot at Wayne

Stopping for a second, you turn to look at Sam stabbing Ethan repeatedly in the chest and shoulder, before following Tara on the stairs to the second floor, at what you were quick to grab your knife from your jeans

Once Sam was by your side, the three of you started to walk in the little to no space being careful to not fall

Until a bullet hit where you were passing, causing you to almost fall if it wasn't for your sisters holding your hands

"Guys, I'm sliping", you said with desesperation

"We got you", Tara tried to reassure you

"It's okay", Sam continued

But even with both strenghts combined you were still sliping because the blood on their hands, even worse when Ethan was under you waving his knife at your feet

"Come here so we can play like we like to, Y/N", Ethan mocked

"Fucking psycho!", you yelled, "And I'm breaking up with you!"

"Fuck you! You guys are so fucked now"

Noticing how Quinn with her face all bloody and a few teeths gone was aproaching the three of you, Tara was quick to give a solution

"Sam, we have to let her go"

"No", Sam denied

"Sam, please", you pleaded understanding the plan, "It's the only way, please, let me go"

"We have to let her go"

Trusting in both of you and making sure you got your knife in your hand, Sam and Tara let go your hands to take care of Quinn

Falling to the first floor, you landed in front of Ethan who was quick to stab you in the stomach

"Gotcha!", Ethan smiled with pure evil

Taking advantage of his open mouth to return the stab in his throat leaving him surprised by that action, but still looking you in the eyes

"At least you won't die a virgin, my love", you said in a low voice twisting the knife, "By the way, this is the knife that killed your brother"

With that last sentence you pulled the knife feeling the blood combined with saliva splashed in your face and upper body from your psycho now ex boyfriend at the same time his body fell on the ground

Almost a few seconds later of your first kill, a gunshot along with screams sounded on the shrine, next to the scene of Sam and Wayne falling into a glass display

Thankfuly you and Tara managed to wake her up and make a plan to finish the situation

So while Sam will be using her father's robe and mask to kill him, you and Tara will be doing an old fashioned ghostface call from her phone

Fortunately, Wayne fell into the trap, ending in Sam stabing him multiple times, finishing him with a stab on the eye

After a jumpscare of Ethan which ended in Kirby trowing a TV in his head to kill him, Danny arriving with the police and the core five reunited and alive, hell was over

#baby alien creations #baby alien requests #scream #ethan landry fic #ethan landry x fem!reader #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #jack champion scream #scream franchise #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #ethan landry x carpenter! reader

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ach-sss-no · 16 days

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this is one of my favorite gollum moments and unlike the waterfall scene it's short and i can talk about it now before my work email starts functioning again (also, i might forget about it later)

it's such a small thing

small but full of mischief

so this is right after they left faramir's camp; Gollum is really antsy and insisting on moving as quickly as possible.

Gollum often paused, sniffing the air, and then he would mutter to himself and urge them to greater speed.

(All the quotes are from The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien, Chapter 7, Journey to the Cross-roads)

He's saying that they've taken a detour and need to catch up. It's not clear to me why he needs to go so fast and whether it's 'we will be kiled by orcs' or 'there is about to be war everywhere' or 'I need to dump you guys off at my spider gf's cave as quickly as possible because I want to get back to being evil' but it doesn't really matter why, the point is that he's wanting to go as fast as possible and the hobbits have agreed to let him set the route and the pace.

But frodo and sam get tired because they've been walking a whole lot, and insist on resting:

'What shall we do? ' he said. 'We have walked long and far. Shall we look for some place in the woods behind where we can lie hidden? ' 'No good hiding in the dark,' said Gollum. 'It's in day that hobbits must hide now, yes in day.' `Oh come! ' said Sam. 'We must rest for a bit, even if we get up again in the middle of the night. There'll still be hours of dark then time enough for you to take us a long march, if you know the way.'

FYI: there have been moments all along where gollum goes 'yes we're all tired nice hobbits' and then jets ahead at 'almost a trot' and expects them to follow

Gollum reluctantly agrees to rest but makes them walk farther first:

Gollum reluctantly agreed to this, and he turned back towards the trees, working eastward for a while along the straggling edges of the wood.

Gollum fights them on where to sleep:

He would not rest on the ground so near the evil road, and after some debate they all climbed up into the crotch of a large holm-oak, whose thick branches springing together from the trunk made a good hiding-place and a fairly comfortable refuge.

Gollum goes to sleep. The hobbits don't.

Frodo and Sam drank a little water and ate some bread and dried fruit, but Gollum at once curled up and went to sleep. The hobbits did not shut their eyes.

Gollum wakes up in an unnecessarily eerie manner

It must have been a little after midnight when Gollum woke up: suddenly they were aware of his pale eyes unlidded gleaming at them. He listened and sniffed, which seemed, as they had noticed before, his usual method of discovering the time of night.

Gollum is fully awake and alert and perky. sméagol had nice nap and beautiful sleep!! and wants to start running full tilt towards mordor immediately

'Are we rested? Have we had beautiful sleep?' he said. 'Let's go!'

Sam and Frodo were the ones who wanted to stop and rest and they didn't get any sleep at all

'We aren't, and we haven't,' growled Sam. 'But we'll go if we must.' Gollum dropped at once from the branches of the tree on to all fours, and the hobbits followed more slowly. [LOTS of scrambling through rough terrain later]

At last Gollum turned to the hobbits. 'Day soon,' he said. 'Hobbits must hurry. Not safe to stay in the open in these places. Make haste! ' He quickened his pace, and they followed him wearily.

in conclusion:

Gollum is the most obnoxious person alive.

Imagine you are traveling with this jerk and you want a nap and he refuses and you have to argue him into it. Then he is picky about the spot you sleep in. then you have to watch him sleep while you have insomnia and then he wakes up and asks you if you had beautiful sleep (he may actually be talking to himself when he says that though, which is worse)

That's not even his fault. It's not Gollum's fault that he has the ability to turn his consciousness off immediately when it's sleepytime (he's done it before and apparently that's just how he functions). he was told to take a nap. he took a nap. He's not trying to antagonize anyone. he's just like that! edit: Oh oh and he has no idea they didn't sleep because he was asleep and has no idea what they were or were not doing while he was asleep

It's not even his fault that he walks fast! Gollum is driving himself at exactly the same pace as the hobbits, and is not asking them to do anything he's not doing and I don't think it's even unfair! Maybe some of this is easier for him than for them but also Gollum has this horrible warped twisted body and has to move on all fours so it can't be that easy! He's not even rude about it and he's supplying reasons (it's not safe to linger in the area. and I'm sure it isn't)! He's just so!!!! annoying! That's why it's so funny, nothing about this interaction is evil or malicious and he is just NATURALLY LIKE THAT. There is no good outcome from interacting with gollum.

How much do you think sam wants to punt him into the sun every time he says 'make haste' (he says it a lot). Mr. Frodo is tired >:(

TL;DR another circle of gollum hell: He's sometimes at his most antagonizing when he's not doing anything wrong and doesn't seem to have any desire to cause problems he's just

he's so awful

I'm not sure he even knows this is annoying

#gollumposting #long post #I started a post about the waterfall scene it is in progress #anyway that's why schordingers hobit has so many scenes of #'sméagol is happy and feeling better and wants to play' 'everyone disliked that'

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gladdygirl18 · 4 months

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Okay okay, ik it's been a while since i posted one of these but believe me, i gotta some stories ready!!! This I feel is gonna be a relatively long post (covering 2 days and 2 nights) so to read it, it will be below the cut

Blue me, pink GF

So on the 15th, MLK Day, I had just gotten back to campus from Chistmas break (loved it, went to Disney ✨🤩) and after my father had left and dropped off some of my belongings, my GF was waiting for me by one of the school gates to head back to her place. She was so adorable and clingly cuz the last time we saw each other was the 8th when she and a mutual friend of ours came to visit my place (had loads of fun 💖🥰)

So when were back at her place, we end up watching some JJK. After a while, my GF and I went into her room to cuddle and make out (to make up for lost time) and she couldn't help but poke me and kiss my neck constantly (i felt like i was on cloud 9, I was so happy 💖🥰💖🥰) Also, we have this thing where we take turns laying on top of one another, being the others weighted blanket (this time it was her turn to be the weighted blanket) and while she was on top of me, she proceeds to tickle me, and she lets out this EVIL LITTLE GREMLIN LAUGH (very endearing) THAT MADE THE TICKLING WOOOOORSE 😳😆💖

Okay, mini side rant: my GF has NATURALLY LONG AND HEALTHY NAILS that i am a bit jealous of cuz i want my nails to be somewhat the same length (and they're beautiful, easpecially when they're painted), but THEY TICKLE LIKE HELL OMGGGGG 😳😳💖

"Weighted blankets ahahaharen't supposed to tihihickle the person under thehehehem!"

"Well..... I'm a special weighted blanket~😈💖"

Once things settled down between us, we went back to the living room to socialize and watch the new Percy Jackson series; it was great. Ofc, whilst watching, my GF insisted on kissing my neck and tickling me (damn near has become a daily thing for her to do, and I am not complaining in the slightest 💖🥰)

The next day (the 16th) my GF and I just stayed in bed for about a good few hours (mainly cuz I didn't get a wink of sleep and when my alarm went off, that's when I finally fell asleep 😅) Once I had woken up and was conscious, my GF took me in her arms and just hugged me, and I proceeded to snuggle into her 🥰 before she lightly traced her nails all over my torso. I grabbed the hand that was tickling me and said, "You're nails make it tickle a lot worse!" "Well, guess I should keep them like this for a while~"

MAAAAA'AAM HELLLOOOOO!??!!?!?! 😳😳💖💖🥰 (i mean i'm not complaining....)

Later that night, my GF, our mutual friend, and I were playing some SSBU and I was getting my ass kicked: I only won twice, my friend won at least 3 or 4 rounds, and my GF won almost every 4-5 rounds in a row (so I was a little salty, and to add salt to the wound, she kept killing me, saying, "I am so sorry, I was aiming for *our mutual friend's name*") I know she meant what she said but it still kinda hurt, and I was getting tired of losing everytime (yeah yeah yeah, call me a sore loser idc....) But one thing that made it all the worth it was that while I was gaining the upper hand on her....

SHE PROCEEDS TO TICKLE ME WHILE I WAS WINNING 💖😆😂😳BROOOOOO WTFFFFF

The amount of fanfic i have read and audios i've listened to with the video game+tickle trope.... To think I would experience that omgggg!!!! And the same shit happened when we were playing Mario Kart!!😳😆 Like bro, I knew she was competitive but to think she'd use ticling as a tactic to win blew my mind 😍😍💖

Don't worry, I got her back too. Whenever she would have a perfect kill streak (kills my character 3 times) I proceeded to tickle her

"It wasn't my fahahahault! I wahahahas aiming fohohohor *our mutual friend's name*! I'm sohohohohohorry!" (her laugh is to die for I swear 😍💖🥰)

That night while we were getting ready for bed, I was still a bit salty that I kept dying in SSBU and falling off the sides in MK. My GF noticed this and proceeds to lay on top of me and says, "Come on babe, let me see your smile" When I refused, she started tickling me lightly with her fucking NAAAAILS OMGGGGG 😳I proceeded to cover my mouth to NOT show her my smile

"Come on hun, let me see your pretty smile, please~?"

After some time when I finally showed my smile, she kisses me and says with a laugh, "Ahhh, I love tickling you"

AHHHHHHHHHH I HAVE ASCENDED OMGGGG 😆😍🥰💖🥰😍😆💖 I WANTED TO CRY, I WANTED TO SCREAM OMGGGGGG!!! SHE REALLY SAID THAT! OMGGG I WANNA CRYYY 😆💖😭😭💖

After settling down, I wanted a hug (me is clingy). My GF turned around and said, "Awww, you're adorable." while proceeding to hug me

"No, I'm not"

"Yes you are. You're adorable, cute, and pretty~"

I TOTALLY wasn't blushing like an idiot 😳😳😳 (for someone to say those things to me made me feel so happy 🥰💖)

"Am not"

"Are too. If not then what are you?" proceeds to lift my face by my chin "Go on, admit you're adorable"

"Or what?"

"Or I'll tickle you~" with her signature gremlin grin

UUUUUHHHHHHH MA'AM YES THE FUCK PLEASE 😳😳💖💖😆

I scoffed and turned over, "Yeah right" (wanting to be tickled again)

"Oh, so you doubt me?" proceeds to place the tips of her nails on my belly (you could practically hear her smile, "You doubt me?"

I turned my head away and didn't answer

"You left your neck wide open babe~" and proceeds to kiss my neck and tickle my belly. While trying to push her hand away while laughing (never worked in the fanfics, def not gonna work irl 😅) she says, "Come on hun, say you're adorble!"

"Okay, okahahahay!" she stops the tickling and stares at me with her hazel-ish silver eyes. i look at her and say, "You're adorable~" (hey I said what she told me to say 🤷🏾‍♀️)

She groans before tickling harder on my stomach, making me laugh louder "That's not what I meant you little shit!" (says in a playful, endearing, and loving way)

When she stops, she looks at me and says "Admit you're adorable."

"Fine, fihihine...... i'm.... adorable..."

"Heheh, I know."

And turns over as if nothing happened. I scoff before I start tickling her back.

"What dihihihihid I dohohoho?! I didn't dohoho anythihihing! Stohohohop"

"Say you're adorable!"

"Okay okahahahay! I'm adohohorable!" (she taps out a lot quicker than me cuz she says she doesn't like being tickled and yet at certain times, she doesn't mind it in the slightest, so I'd want to think I'm rubbing off on her 🥰💖😈)

After we kissed goodnight, we finally went to bed

This was one HELLUVA tickle tea story, but again, this was in the span of 2 days and nights, so ofc there'd be a lot! I really hope you guys enjoyed this as much as me experiencing this! More TTS's to come, so stay tuned!

Edit: my bad, forgot to tag the fwends @giggly-squiggily @cutesmokes @burningablaze @lovelymessybubbly @otomiyaa @sunstone-smiles

#tickle tea stories #irl story

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thegeminisage · 3 months

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it's time for...a dual tng/ds9 update. i'm gonna be real, i would strongly prefer to put updates for separate shows in separate posts to keep my tags/archive clean, but i tried to imagine doing that for all seven seasons of ds9 (which either run concurrently to tng or voyager) and became horrifically overwhelmed. so, unfortunately, this is the way it has to be. last night we watched tng's "ship in a bottle" and ds9's "captive pursuit."

ship in a bottle (tng):

to be totally honest, i probably would have had more nuanced thoughts on this episode if 1. i hadn't been sleep deprived out of my fucking mind and also had the Worst Day Ever 2. they didn't pronounce the name "regina" to rhyme with "vagina."

like, i'm sorry, WHO SAYS IT LIKE THIS? AND THEY KEPT SAYING IT. every time i calmed down someone would say it again, or catherine would say it again to menace me, and i'd dissolve back into hysterics. i almost couldn't follow the plot of the episode because i was laughing too hard

that said, i did glance over the transcript in the cold light of day, wherein i can (attempt to) read the name "regina" as god and the mean girls intended, and i do have a few thoughts, which are as follows

i don't think moriarty makes a good villain. i mean, it's just a sherlock holmes crossover, which i'm already a little chilly on because of those fucking tjlc people, but also, it's not...really star trek. also lmao him like "YOU FORGOT ME AND I STAYED IN A MICROCHIP FOR FOUR YEARS" and meanwhile picard is like "uh no we totally researched" dude. you didn't. we all forgot about him. please be serious

ALSO, we pulled him from season 2. they were like, "SOMEONE said 'create an opponent who can out-think data'" and they can't even say pulaski's name because that was such a cheap shitty move from a cheap shitty season. do not bring that shit forward. let it die.

the sci-fi concept of "what if this nonsentient npc became self-aware and wanted to be real" is solid, i'll give it that (and bonus points at the end for picard implying they could all be living in a simulation, WHICH THEY ARE, and there's also a theory that our world is one too), but instead of...exploring the concept at all and try to decide what the ethical thing is to do about it, they play this...cat-and-mouse inception game with moriarty instead. AND THAT COULD HAVE BEEN FUN. i was actually decently impressed when geordi caught that thing in his left hand and realized a second before they told us that they had been in the holodeck all along. tng doesn't manage to trick me often and i really enjoy it when they do! i think an episode utilizing that plot twist could have been great! but it's an ENTIRELY DIFFERENT episode than "the holodeck characters may be sentient, what are you going to do about it?"

the implications were also there in "the big goodbye," which apparently won awards even though i hated it - that guy asking if his family would be there when he got home, or if he was just gonna disappear when picard walked out the door. and of course picard walked out the door and he just ceased to exist. and that one episode with what's her name, riker's dinger lady gf. there is EVERY implication throughout this series that the holodeck characters are not only CAPABLE of becoming sentient but that they ALREADY ARE SENTIENT.

THINK ABOUT THIS A SECOND. that fake deanna with no free will of her own that barclay made specifically for him to fuck is sentient. the enemies in the klingon training scenarios. the guys in the westerns. riker's fake family. geordi's creepy holodeck sex doll gf. every background extra in the dixon hill setting. the alternate versions of riker and geordi from those episodes with recordings. the alternate version of riker on the trail where he was accused of RAPE and the victim he supposedly assaulted. ALL SENTIENT.

and instead of doing anything about this, like notifying starfleet and immediately disassembling all the holodecks and never ever making another one or AT THE VERY LEAST ceasing their use until an investigation on whether or not their use is ethical takes place. we just. put moriarty and his poorly named gf into a little cube and make a 4th wall joke. a good 4th wall joke, but still.

like, is it ethical to trap them in a holosimulation that they believe is real for the rest of their endless existence? there's no choice probably but if this is the hell they go through, if they can feel the passage of time between bouts of being solid in the holodeck, isn't it unethical to create more of them?? it is the EXACT argument made for data's personhood in season 2 - the holodeck characters exist to be therapists and entertainers and whores, and there's potentially an entire race of them in there, but it is LITERALLY PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE to give them agency and lives and choices of their own. YOU HAVE TO DISASSEMBLE THE HOLODECK. or stop making these kinds of episodes.

i will say that i was so worried about this being A Barclay Episode but like he was just in it. and that was fine i guess. like he didn't do anything horrible he was just there. i can live with that...but at what cost. good fucking lord. the one time tng has a solid sci-fi premise and they totally waste it on stupid ass bullshit

oh, yeah. the two gas planets colliding in this episode to make a star was cool esp bc one of them was a jupiter knock-off. i'm pretty sure that's not how stars work but i don't know enough about it etc etc etc. compelled me anyway though.

captive pursuit (ds9):

sour note right at the beginning when this poor lady was telling sisko that quark tried to fuck her...i like quark a lot so i wish we could like retcon some of the horrible ferengi stuff cuz it really takes the wind out of my sails. but whatever

i am tosk!!! it was so cute because like he literally is tosk. but then by the end it's a bummer because he's only tosk. you know :(

i love o'brien in this episode. he called the strange alien "friend" like 3 times and then proceeded to become his number one best buddy. i was so worried when he went into the ship alone that this alien was a big meanie who would jump him but instead he just smacked his head which was pretty funny

quark acting as a therapist in this episode was really funny. he's like, tell me about your problems. and o'brien is like, thanks i'd rather die. but then he does and quark is so pleased, it was extremely funny

o'brien busting tosk out really was the only solution and very cool also. o'brien NEVER got to do stuff like this in tng. "die with honor" i love that he got the gist of it and that you could see on his face that he went from wtf to honored and touched. very sweet.

side bar but ODO DOESN'T USE PHASERS??? how does he fight...he's so fascinating to me. i want to know everything about him

surprise sisko moment at the end where he gives o'brien the business and then o'brien is like okay yeah i had that coming but like could you not have caught us. like i was so sure you were gonna catch us. what happened. and then you remember sisko is being a hardass but he literally did tell odo to walk slower. i think it's another good example of sisko threading the needle where he has to follow starfleet's rules but he knows in his heart what the right thing to do is. i like him so much

TONIGHT: tng's "aquiel" and ds9's "q-less" (GROSS what is q doing on this cool show get your tng shit outta here)

#personal #star trek blogging #tng lb #ds9 lb

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bloodhoundluke · 1 year

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wake me up when september ends ✧ luke hemmings

description: it's been 12 years since your father passed away. when september comes around, you feel extremely sad about him no longer being there with you. luke, your boyfriend, tries to comfort you and be the best partner one can be in the situation.

pairing: gf!reader x luke hemmings

warnings: angst, grief, death, luke bein' an absolute fluffball (let me know if there's anything else).

word count: 1,1k.

a/:n: this is a songfic, inspired by wake me up when september ends by green day. i love this song to bits. this is a personal (and at times specific in terms of details i guess) one, so this is somewhat based on my own experiences of grief. also, this is written in the first person (i don't really know if i like it, but i figured that'd be the best option). if you spot any mistakes (e.g. grammar), please do let me know!

y/n = your name & y/n/n = your nickname

Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends

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Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are

/ /

As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when September ends

The first drops of rain crumbled down the living room window. Every year, when August slipped away in a heartbeat, and September came to replace it, I felt melancholic. Today, it's been twelve years of not seeing him. Twelve years since he fell asleep so quietly and delicately, to a sleep, which he'd never wake up from. The disease that stripped him away from me, was called lung cancer. "Keep your head up. You'll pass it, I know it". I told him about my upcoming exams at school at the age of 13. On his remaining breaths, midst of incredible physical and emotional pain, he still chose to support me. He chose to show love, sympathy, and kindness. And that's the legacy that's left of him. I wanted to continue that legacy, by showing everyone else the kindness and support he showed me, his one and only daughter. He was my biggest cheerleader, and the only one I ever really even needed. Or wanted. Hand-written notes, old photographs, and countless memories were all that is left of him. I keep them in a memory box under my bed. Every time I grieve him, I open that box and browse through everything that is in there. When I was a little girl, on some days, I dreamt of him walking me down the aisle. The two most important male figures in my life would shake their hands, and smile at each other gracefully. My father would shed a few tears, not even attempting to wipe them away. He hated crying in front of me - not because he didn't want to show any emotion, but because he didn't want me to worry. "You've got other stuff to worry about than me, your old pa, my petal".

For the past three years, Luke has shown me the same kindness for me that my father showed me. In that sense, they resembled each other.

I told Luke about my father when we had dated for briefly four months. It was a dark, rainy Friday night. We had a pasta night, which we usually did on Fridays when we were together. We took our turns preparing different kinds of pasta dishes, but after a few weeks, we got tired of preparing the meals alone. So we decided to cook together on our pasta Fridays. That Friday, we were eating shrimp pasta in Luke's living room. This time for the past two years, he has been extremely delicate with me. Patient and even more caring than usual. To the public, he seemed somewhat reserved, so this teddy bearish side of him at first surprised me. Last year, he went to pick up my favorite Italian take-out. He made a cozy fort full of blankets and pillows for us to lay on and watch silly tv shows. "We've got to be kids sometime, yeh?", he half-laughed, and closed me in a tight, warm embrace. "I love you so much, Y/N/N", he mumbled to my ear as we were cuddling, me being the little spoon (for once), under the numerous blankets.

And the year before, we did things my father loved in memory of him. For breakfast, we ate blueberry pancakes while listening to old rock songs. We played football for an hour or so, despite the fact Luke and I both were terrible at it. His lanky and clumsy legs and my terrible coordination skills were not that great of a combo. As the day turned to the evening, we went out to purchase fishing gear and went fishing. Luke got a few trouts, I didn't get any despite trying. At night, we read old comic books together in bed and drank black tea. He even played and sung one of my father's favorite songs, I Was Made for Lovin' You by KISS. "Lu, thank you for today, I really mean it". "Of course, anything for you, my love".

This year, the anniversary of my father's death landed on Friday. Secretly I wished that I didn't have to engage in our pasta Friday today. "What pasta do you want to eat today?", Luke put his arms around from behind. He rested his head on my left shoulder and kissed my cheek gently. "Don't really know, Lu. Got nothing in my mind", I said. "Alrighty, then. D'you want to skip pasta Friday?". "I dunno. Maybe. Yeah. If it's okay for you? I am not exactly in the mood to cook". "Of course, Y/N. Today's all about you. Whatever you need", he said as his light brownish beard stubble tickled the side of my face. "Hey, Lu, your beard is tickling, aaaahh". "D'you like it?", he giggled. "Not exactly", I laughed as he continued to rub his beard stubble on my face. "Mmmh, okay", he backed away and made his way to grab his phone from the kitchen counter. "I ordered some Italian take-out. Hope you don't mind", he smiled. "For me?" "Yes, you silly, for you", he closed me in a bear hug. "You're touchier than usual", I stated. "Is it okay that I am? The last thing I want for you is to be uncomfortable. I just want to make you feel extra loved today. It's a hard day, today, y'know. Wanna show you how much I care for you." "It's okay, Lu", I sighed, and it felt like a switch in my brain went off.

The tears came streaming down my face and I couldn't control myself. I don't really know why I am sobbing this uncontrollably. Is it the grief? Is it because I am grateful for Luke? Maybe it's both. Is it because I've got a million things on my mind? I should do the laundry, finish a few job tasks, and call my best friend. I am sure I even forgot something that's on my to-do list. "Mmh, cry it out, baby. It's okay, I promise", he caressed my hair as I sobbed against his hoodie-covered chest.

"This month feels like an ever-lasting reminder of him not being here, y'know?" "I understand. That's gotta be tough, my darling. But know he's proud of you. So, so, so proud. I would've loved to meet him, he sounded like an incredible person". "Mmmh, he was. He was amazing, the best person to exist, hands down", I mumbled as he caressed my hands with his thumbs in a circling motion, ever so gently.

"But, you're an amazing guy, too. Luke, thanks for being so understanding. I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend than you", I smiled to him, and he smiled back at me gently. His eyes closed for the briefest moment, and he looked me into my eyes. "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend, not always. But I love you with every fiber of my being, that's something I swear on", he got closer to my face and pecked my forehead, not once, but twice.

"I love you, Lu".

"I know, baby", he murmured, his eyes sparkling and voice full of softness. Then and there, I realized that getting to know and love Luke was undeniably the best part of my life.

ps. i don't even know what kind of things i'd do to hear Luke singing I Was Made for Lovin' You 🥺 and do i even know know to write something other than fluff lol?

#luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings fanfic #luke 5sos #luke hemmings fluff #luke hemmings angst #luke fanfiction #my writing #5sos fanfic #5sos imagine #luke x reader #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings x y/n #luke hemmings x you

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SOPHIE

david kostyk x bookworm!gf

girlie give it to me now pls

a really good book

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Pairing: David Kostyk x gn! Reader

A/N: HELLO LOVE DAVID HELL YEAH! My literature major heart beats for a bookworm!gf ngl. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I LOVE YOUR DAVID REQUESTS. Also, Love and Sleep is the title of the poem I added, it was written by Swinburne, in case anyone is interested!

Summary: David has a little gift for the reader.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1K

Warnings: None

"That's enough for the night." David sighed, as he carefully closed his, already bulky, notebook that sat atop his desk in the workshop.

Everyone else had already left, so he could take his own sweet time packing up his things. Before he stood up, his eyes darted to the neatly packaged bundle, that he had placed on his desk earlier. Genya had done him a favour in bringing it over during his break, and he was already excited to give it to you. It was a book you had been eying for quite a while now, but you just didn't have the time to pick it up. Hence, why, David decided to get it for you as a little gift. And since it was meant to be a surprise, he had asked Genya to keep it safe until he gave it to you.

After putting his leather bag over his shoulder, he grabbed the book, leaving the dimly lit room, and walking over to your shared one.

Your room felt more like a private library. Upon entering, one could barely see any free wall space, since everything was plastered with bookshelves. Actually, books were everywhere. On the little dinner table, on both of your bedside tables, on the floor and even a few in the bathroom. He had to admit that at least a quarter of these books belonged to him, but yours still dominated the space.

He silently closed the door behind him, slipping into the room without a sound. The room was almost dark, the only light coming from a candle at the window seat where you were currently sitting at, of course, reading.

"Good evening, love." he greeted, a bit awkwardly, dropping his bag on the floor and laying the gift on one of the small tables.

You turned your head quickly, flashing him a wide grin, as you closed your book.

"Hi!" you chuckled, as you walked up to him, falling into his embrace with a soft huff, "It's late."

David smiled, giving you a kiss on the forehead before he cupped your face to look at you fully.

“I know, but I had to finish this last project. Are you tired?” he asked softly, letting you drag him over to the window seat.

“Not really. I just finished the book Zoya got me for my birthday, though!” you exclaimed happily, picking up the book and placing it on top of your wardrobe, “She has excellent taste, by the way! It was so entertaining to read.”

“Wait, wasn’t that the book you started this morning?” he inquired, analysing the deep blue cover of the novel you had just put away.

You blushed, a meek smile creeping up on your face. It was, in fact, the book you had only started this morning.

“It is.” you mumbled, seeing him stifle a laugh, “Don’t laugh! It was a good book! I just had to know how it ended.”

“Oh darling, you are something else.” he commented, suddenly remembering the gift he had bought for you.

He let go of your hand, walking back to the little table where he had placed the book on.

“Talking about books, I have something for you!” he smiled, handing you the bundle carefully.

“For me? What’s the occasion?” you questioned suspiciously, “Did I miss some anniversary again?”

“Nope, I just wanted to get you something. Open it!” he assured calmly, sitting down next to you again.

You ripped open the paper carefully, a huge smile plastered on your face as you saw the cover of the book you had been looking at for the last few weeks. You squealed, happily pressing it against your chest. It was the poetry book that your mother had read to you many years ago, so actually holding another copy of it made you quite sentimental.

“David! Thank you so much! How did you know that I’ve been wanting this one?”

“I’d be the worst partner if I hadn't noticed how much you’ve been staring at this book.”

“Thank you so much, love.” you smiled, your arms wrapping around him, engulfing him in a tight hug.

When you felt him yawn against your chest, you had to giggle.

“Are you tired, darling?” you cooed softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

“One might say I am.”

“Let’s get you to bed then.”

With that, you pulled him to his feet, grabbing a pair of his pyjamas and waiting for him to change. You flopped down on the bed, opening up the book he had given you, skipping through a few pages. You weren’t tired, so you thought that you maybe could read for a bit longer.

David dropped down beside you, scooting closer to wrap his arms around your waist, laying his head on your stomach. One of your hands found its way into his hair, playing with a few strands carefully, whilst holding the book with the other.

“Do you really plan on starting a new book?” he inquired curiously, sleep thick in his voice.

“Maybe.”

He sighed, shaking his head in an overly dramatic manner.

“Read to me?” he asked, another yawn leaving his mouth.

“Of course, love.”

Lying asleep between the strokes of night

I saw my love lean over my sad bed,

Pale as the duskiest lily’s leaf or head,

Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite,

Too wan for blushing and too warm for white,

But perfect-coloured without white or red.

And her lips opened amorously, and said –

I wist not what, saving one word – Delight.

And all her face was honey to my mouth,

And all her body pasture to mine eyes;

The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire,

The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south,

The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs

And glittering eyelids of my soul’s desire.

You stopped, only hearing silent snores coming from your boyfriend.

#david kostyk imagine #david kostyk headcanon #david kostyk x reader #david kostyk #grishaverse headcanons #grishaverse fanfic #grishaverse x reader #grishaverse #shadow and bone headcanon #shadow and bone imagine #shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone #netflix shadow and bone

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cythoughtsnmemories · 1 year

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02.03.23 - cont of wedding day

Tea ceremony was hilarious! Hubby forgot how to address his uncle's wife and said 小姐喝茶. I turn n looked at Hubby but he didn't look at me. I felt puzzled and said the same softly cos this doesn't sound right. Only knew abt it after the whole event LOL!!

Was very happy to see my friends, relatives and colleagues came on Time and we managed to end d banquet around 3pm. 1.5hr early than expected.

Food taste great and not salty like we had during food tasting day. Had my military wedding as well. I'm really grateful!

Of cos there's also the not so happy things abt this wedding. Didn't like how bridesmaid last min decided to use the wax tape on groomsmen without telling me. Thank God d groomsmen n his wife was okay abt it.

Wedding Deco not packed properly and I had 1 missing frame. And had to pay $47 additional on top of the rental fee. My bad for not assigning bridesmaid to check all items are account for.

The deco supposed to be left in our room but miscommunication and end up some deco was brought home to hubby home and we had to make a trip back before gg back town to return d deco. Oh thank God, hubby reacted fast when d bus cut in his lane. We would have caught in an accident if there's another vehicle on his right or hubby did not react fast enough to change lane.

Sis brought home 1 of our hotel room card and had to ask her come back next day to return us.

So another request from MIL to stayover hubby hse for 3 days before we live separately. Okay lo~ Heng ah hubby let me wfh and go home on Wed night.

Had to leave hse same time as hubby cos I don't have hse key, so end up waking at 6am. Finally replenish and clear my sleep debt on Wed night.

Isit Malaysian all so traditional mindset? A colleague also Malaysian asking y I nvr move over hubby hse. 相住容易，相处难. Stop being annoying aunty!

Typical aunty be like

When you getting bf?

When you getting married?

When you giving birth?

When you giving birth to another one?

When you trying for a boy/girl?

When your child getting bf/gf?

When your child getting married?

When you will be grandparents?

Aunty, u don't pay for my life expenses and it's none of ur business. Don't be kaypoh. I don't have to report to you. Go make ur life more meaningful.

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ndiecity · 3 years

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idk ur still doing the confessions thing but anyway. it's not really wild or anything, i just needed to get it off my chest lol (you can ignore this if you want this gets pretty long and confusing i think so buckle up)

also shoutout to the 6th grade anon, i had a similar 6th grade exp. middle schoolers are the worst. i literally had little no friend AND was bullied lol.

anyway there was this one girl in my class that was like a sorta popular girl i was friends with. so during 6th grade, i had no friends except for her (i dont think she saw me as a friend tho or were even friends in the first place?? idk) and i would always crave her attention. i didn't know i had a crush on her i think.

(side note: i would rate the girls in my class based on how pretty and nice to me they are, (i think i put her on 2nd lol))

so then whenever she was absent for the day i would feel sad and all that shit. whenever she was around i always do anything to please her or make her think im cool or something (i was not cool, i was a loser). we would talk endlessly on messenger, talking abt random shit, how shitty her mom was, how shitty my mom was etc. one time during our first class for the day (which was about 5am i think) she was acting weird, i asked her about it, she said her stomach hurt. so me, being all lovesick and shit gave her my lunch ( i didn't have lunch money and only had sandwiches lol) when she thanked me for it, and said she felt better, i felt so proud. idk i just felt so happy then

fast forward to end of 6th grade, we were graduating. by that i mean transitioning from 6th grade to 7th grade. anyway. so we graduated, kept in touch, still messaged her on messenger, and then school got in the way and my phone got taken away cuz i failed sum classes in the 2nd quarter. never had it back since. so we didnt talk for about 4 years.

so back in 2020, my parents got me a laptop for school, and i made a new mess. acc. i reached out to her again. we talked, talked abt shitty moms, i found out she's bi and i told her im a lesbian. after a few days i asked her if she'd ever had a gf or bf or whatever (like the idiot i was) and said she didnt have to answer if she didnt want to obvi. she said yes she's had bf's before. i said, cool. then she asked me why i was asking i told her i was just curious.

then came out of nowhere, she said, "wanna try?" so then my brain shut off and i didnt reply for minutes then she just sent a "haha"

and she was like, "oh sorry was that weird? sorry😬"

but i said it was fine and shit. we didnt talk about it for about a day.

then we were talking again and i was like, "so this is gonna sound weird but do you ever like, like someone and would want a romantic relationship with them but wouldn't like, mind being their friend instead? like youre in the middle?"

and she said "yeah, i have" so then i was like "oh cool, cool"

then she asked, "why? have you?" and i said yes.

then she asked who. and my brain shut off again lmaoo so i was just like "you" the speech bubble appeared multiple times lmao then i followed up with like, "sorry! that was weird! please just forget about it!"

then she was like, "no no, it's fine. i feel the same way" (and i beliived it. how naive was i?)

so then i was like, "really?? cool cool cool" (im a really awkward person okay)

then after a few minutes of talking again (you know when you're like flirting as a joke but then it's not a joke anymore? lol) she was like, "so wanna be my gf?"

my brain shut off again. i didnt answer for a few minutes cuz my brain was dead. then she was like, "um was that too fast? that was too fast sorryy"

by the time i read that my hand was shaking lmaoo (from nervousness or shock i dont know) so i hastily replied with, "nah its fine. i would love too" after overthinking it and shit

does dating count when your just talking over text? what is dating????

anyway we flirt a lot, saying goodnight, i love you's and shit. she said i was her first gf, i said she was my first relationship and what not. i was genuinely happy. i had a person who understood me, and liked me, and i was happy. she even said she saved my bday on her phone

so then like about a week and a before my bday was when shits started to go down.

i messaged her, said a quick goodmorning cuz i had classes and how i wanted to kill myself and shit like that (dont worry, im not actively suicidal and she already knew this) she replied and i quote "Good morning, love. I love you."

then like after classes, i messaged her, asked how her day was, told her about my day etc. i waited about an hour. (she doesnt typically reply for about 10 - 15 minutes cuz duh she does have a more eventful life than mine) so i thought none of it. thought she was just busy. so it was nighttime and still no word from her. so i said good night and wished for her to be safe.

morning came, i checked my messages, still nothing, she didnt even see it yet. i went on with my day thinking nothing of it. told myself she might have some problems at home and all that. by the 3rd day, i was pretty anxious and i couldnt think properly. my brain conjuring up scenarios where her mom found out, and her phone got taken away. anything just to convince myself what the dreaded truth was.

it was the 5th day was when i gave up. i saw she changed her pfp, and captioned it like she would normally caption it. replied to the comments, that kind of shit. so then i was so mad by then so i commented too. ofc she didnt reply. i spent days worrying over her safety, when in reality she's just an asshole. and i really thought she really like me you know? i really thought she'd at least considered me as her friend, i guess not

my bday came, we had a party but i wasn't really feeling it ya know? by then i'd already spent the past week crying myself to sleep. no one noticed a thing.

a few months ago i saw she had a bf, and by that time i already felt like my old self again, no longer the broken pathetic shell she left. i was back to square one. so i cried again.

present day, i still see her posts, her ig stories, (i dont think she blocked me). and i cant bring myself to block her either. like idk on one hand i'm so mad that she just left me hanging, that her relationship with her new bf lasted longer than we were together and on the other i knew if she ever reached out again, i would latch on to every inch of her. (that's probably bad lol)

anyway have a nice day/afternoon/night!!!! i hope i havent troubled you too much lol sorry!

Damn that's a lot to take in, I'm sorry 😔

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roseverdict · 3 years

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sO ASK MEME

gf ut souls, google earth existed in 2012, gf will my chaos never cease, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA and I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA 👀

also apparently I have 42 wips bc I didn't count mine and im,,,, yess

Some EXCELLENT choices >:D

"gf ut souls:" I don't have a lot for this one, but the gist was "what color souls would the Pines twins have." I have two potential colors for each of them, and as it turned out, there's not a lot of overlap between them. (also if tumblr mobile could let me pick more than just the limited colors i'm allowed that'd be GREAT)

dipper: bravery/perseverance

mabel: integrity/kindness

stan: determination/patience

ford: justice/perseverance

yes ford might be yellow. no i did not plan it that way. wkdjwdkdjdk

"google earth existed in 2012" was my shot at "ok but what if the world at large was aware of weirdmageddon" fic skdnsodnsldks. we'd follow dipper and mabel's parents as they spend the end of the summer in a panic and then just fkn BOOK IT once weirdmageddon ends and the falls are back to normal

"gf will my chaos never cease" is a fanfic of a fanfic. yall know "the invitation" by @3hobbitsinatrenchcoat? my brain tried to make me write "post-weirdmageddon, while stan's still got major memory issues, ford actually looks through stan's degrees and feels Regret™" fic. one day i might finish it. one day,,,,,

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" is another fanfic of a fanfic wodjsodnskdnsdk. i came across this fic on ao3 where stan wound up hosting a late night talk show, and ford finds it in the deepest depths of his paranoia, and after a while of listening and clinging to the one stable thing he has left, ford calls in and they have a heartwrenching heart-to-heart on the airwaves. the idea came from somewhere on tumblr that might've been st*nc*sty, unfortunately, however i'm stealing it for all of us in the anti-inc*st crew >:) i wanted to try giving a mostly-dialogue writing style a try, and, well…

"Alright, while I get this dust outta my eyes, let's hear from our second caller! Caller, you're live!"

"So. 'Sixer' and 'Knucklehead,' huh?"

A squeak and a crash from the host.

Weakly, "…hi, Sherm."

"'Hi, Sherm,' he says. You two haven't been calling like you said you would, and now you're co-hosting a radio show?! When was this?! Last I heard, neither of you wanted to contact the other for fear of-!"-

"WEEE DON'T NEED TO AIR OUR DIRTY LAUNDRY ON THE AIRWAVES."

A wheeze. "Holy shiiitake mushrooms, it's actually Sherm!"

"Darn right, it's me! Now fill me in, dangit! When did my baby brothers make up, and do I have to tell Ma and Pa?"

"DO NOT TELL PA, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR GOURD-?!"

"Sherm, this whole thing is a relatively recent development and-"

"Whoa, slow down-!"

"-know what he'd say if he found out we were talking to each other again?! I can imagine it crystal-clear! He'd take one listen and-!"

"-I mean, Ma would probably like to know, but Pa isn't exactly happy with either of us, and you know as well as I do that he'll take in the evidence, reject what he doesn't like, and find a way to blame everything on Knucklehead, and we are not going through that again-!"

"-wait, wait, hold up, Sixer, what do you mean, Pa isn't-?!"

"Guys. GUYS. SLOW DOWN. GUYS."

"…what do you mean, Pa's not happy with you?"

"Remember what I told you about my studies, and how they've recently gotten to be too much for reasons I can't get into on the air?"

"…yeees?"

"I may have undersold it…by a lot. I was sleep-deprived when I first called in, but not because I got wrapped up in my studies. At least, not in the conventional sense. And…being that much of a mess isn't exactly conducive to making those millions Pa always wanted from us."

"…Forget Pa. Fo-Sixer, I'm on my way to your place now. You can explain things when you get back from-"

"Sherm, are you in the car right now?!"

"You can't go there, it's not safe, Sherm!"

"Says the man who lives there."

"I'm not kidding around! I'm currently with Knucklehead, and I intend to be up here for at least a few more days. As long as he's alright with it, you ought to come up and talk to us here, off the air and far, far away from what my studies have wrought!"

"Yeah, once Sherm's heart is set on something, it's gonna happen. Once the show's over, call the line again, alright? I'll give you the address then."

"…fine. But you two better not chicken out on me, got it?"

"Got it."

"You got it."

"Good. I'm going to hang up now, but I'll still have your show on, so don't think you've gotten rid of me."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"Of course not."

"…I missed you two knuckleheads." Click.

"Aw, Sherm…"

"For what it's worth, we missed you too."

"Man, are we gonna make a habit of patching up old wounds on the radio? I'm not gonna make us stop, I just wanna know."

And then "I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA" is that Portal!Ford in the massive multifandom crossover that's low-key rattling around in my brain 24/7, which I posted about here :D

#rosie answers #rosie writes #gf #ask meme

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before you leave - 70s!Roger Taylor x Virgin!Fem Reader

summary: you’re roger’s gf for almost a year and due to personal issues (self-esteem, shyness) you haven’t had sex with him nor with any other guy in the past. they all ran away from the third week but the blond drummer of newly formed queen stayed with you all this time, regardless of how much he wanted to have sex with you. he didn’t know that things would be THIS slow but somehow your attitude attracted him and still stayed with you. now it’s all about time before he leaves UK for touring with his bandmates.

inspired by @cams-writing-dump smut prompt.

words: 2,548

warning: this is so fluff omg, oral (f receiving), virgin fem reader, proof etc

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Roger is leaving tomorrow for the US. Their tour begins there and you do know how much you're going to miss him. However, him being with you was just all about fluff, cuddles and kisses. He's becoming a rock star, he wouldn't stay with you if you do take things really slow. And this is what you're doing for a year. You both agreed it would be slow but now the time is pushing you. You have to make the decision that's been pressuring you for weeks.

Roger avoids staying over at your home the last weeks because he knows you wouldn't do anything more than just kissing. He is a man. You do know what his needs are. He can't wait forever. Today you finally made that decision: having sex with him for the first time in your life. You knew you were feeling ready for it when just fantasizing it wasn't enough. You were craving for the real one and you knew Roger would make it all about you.

He would come here to greet you but also stay over, he'd bring his suitcases so he'd leave the next morning. You were crying thinking of the distance you'll both have but also him not being loyal to you and he would sleep with groupies. Your best friend though said that if you let him wait all this time now he'd be like a volcano ready to explode due to anticipation. He'll only crave your body. That's what will make it special. But he was keeping it all back, not trying to press you neither get you out of your comfort zone despite of how much he wanted it.

He's here now. You opened the door and kissed him before letting him in. You helped him place his suitcases next to the door and now it's all about you.

"This is our last time together, before leaving for three months..." his palms wrapped your cheeks and stared at your eyes for a long until he kissed you. You could read his thoughts: we've been together for a year and we never got to do something more than just kissing.

"You know I'm going to miss you..." you looked him back at his eyes and he just hugged you, really tight. You could even feel his boner at your lower stomach.

"And I'll miss you too." He let you out of his arms and took off his jacket while going to the living room.

You couldn't say what you wanted to say. You couldn't say Roger sex me up or fuck my brains out before you leave. You're romantic it's not that way.

As he sat at the couch ready to fire a cigarette you gently placed your hand against his wrist, gently stopping him from what he was doing. He looked at you confused and put it down.

"I've been thinking about it a lot and I um..." you stared at the ground. "I think it's time we should finally do that." you finally locked your gaze with his. He was looking at you surprised but then you could see how relieved he was after telling him it's about time to do it. He would be your first one and that makes him feel special.

"You think?" He asks as he stands up.

"I-I mean... It's about time to happen, you wanted it for so long and I've been imagining it since the night I met you and you're leaving tomorrow and I know I'll regret it if it doesn't happen tonight." You said with no breaths within.

"Easy love, it's okay..." he reasurred you as he placed his hands on your shoulders. "Listen I'm not pressuring you all this time, I respect you but now it's a time issue." He stated and you nodded. "Do you really want me to do the things I wanted to do on you for a year?" he asked as he looked deep in your eyes. His dirty words gave you chills and hell, you liked having his hands squeezing your butt gently.

"Oh my God, yes..." You whispered and he kissed you.

"Follow me, love." he grabbed your hand, leading you to the bedroom you both shared a lot of times sleeping together and cuddling. Now it's about time to make you feel all grown up.

You were standing at the edge of your bed and right there he began kissing your lips smoothly while his hands reached your shirt and with one move, he vanished it from your body, now staying with your bra and your sweatpants. You were so impatient, so your hands unbuttoned his semi-unbuttoned suit, now he was shirtless and you could see his chest area and giving him soft kiss es. "Lay down my love, this is all about you." He kissed your neck and gently laid you on top of your bed. Your head was where your pillows are and that was a comfortable position

Roger was going lower, at your legs and he took off your sweatpants, now staying only on your underwears. He was staring at your untouched body and felt so hyped as he saw you ready just for him.. He took off his jeans and now you had a clear view of his boner under the only fabric he had on. You liked the effect you had on him. Him waiting for you really made the effort. He was so impatient now, you could touch him and he'd melt. He laid between your legs, slightly removing your panties from your private area. He could notice a wave of nervousness hitting you as your body shivered. And then he stops removing your panties, placing them back to their place.

"Hey, baby, you alright?" He asked as his eyes met yours.

"Just feeling a little nervous." You honestly answered.

"We can stop if you want." He said, caressing your legs.

"No, please no. Continue, I want you to make me love..." You said beneath your breath, removing your bra from your body, now staying almost naked in front of him. At the sign of your confidence, he lost it, watching you now getting into the warm atmosphere, ready to lose that piece of innocence.

"Alright, let me taste you, is it fine?" He asked, asking for your permission.

"Just get on with it..." Your hands grabbed the headboard, ready to feel his mouth against your area.

His hands removed your cute cotton fabric from your legs and now you were fully exposed to him. You didn't mind. The night you are sharing is going to be stuck in his mind for the entire tour. His big palms, spread your legs and now he can have clear access right there. His mouth touched your labia and you knew it was really happening.

"You're so wet already, you do help me right here, baby girl..." He bit his lip and looked you into your eyes before turning back to your pussy. His tongue against you, sent shivers in every inch of your body. He started licking you and then eating you out, now, feeling more comfortable with his actions. "Babe, oh my God, where were you hiding all this? I'm so thankful I'm the first who tastes you." He gently kissed your thighs and now his long fingers attempted an entrance inside you. His one finger got in you, feeling your world collapsing already.

"F-fuck me Rog..." You moaned with your eyes closed, enjoying it a lot.

"You want more babe?" He asked and you nodded. You could barely talk. The pleasure he was giving you was indescribable. "I want to see how'll you react with one more finger inside you. You have to get used to them." He teased and got on top of you, as his fingers filled you. He was kissing your lips, then giving you small neck kisses. That feeling was addicting and hell, you liked it a lot.

"Roger, I'm gonna c-" You tried saying but he stopped you.

"You can't cum, love. You haven't felt the real one yet." he took off his fingers from you. "Wanna know how you taste like? Or do you know already?" He winked, referring to one of your masturbations in which he heard you moaning his name.

"Oh God, don't turn me off like that!" You laughed, feeling now comfortable and confident. He knows how to enlighten your mood. He laughed too and then he was surprised as you grabbed his palm, sucking the fingers he used to help you with your orgasm. "You like your taste hm? You so dirty..." He moaned and kissed you passionately, now your taste within your kiss.

"Go on babe..." You said after interrupting the kiss. He attempted standing up, but you stopped him. "I know you always carry condoms with you but don't leave the bed." You kind of begged him not to leave your side.

"But we have to take precautions." He looked at you confused.

"I bought a pack, it's in the bottom drawer." You looked at him as you pointed your nightstand.

He gave you a crooked smile before placing his left hand at your nightstand's drawer.

"You knew all this time, didn't you?" He asked after grabbing the condom.

"I would feel more secure If I bought them, you know..." you smiled and he couldn't smile back after seeing how cute and protective you are of yourself. "But yeah, I felt like tonight's the right time," you stated and he nodded incomprehensively.

"Anything that makes you feel safe, is good to me." He kissed your cheek and took off his underwear. It was about to happen. He wore the condom you bought for him and now he prepared you. He made small circles around your clit, getting wet again and he looked you deeply in your eyes. "Are you ready about it?" He asked while caressing your cheek and then your hair.

"Yeah." You whispered and grabbed your hands, around his arms, feeling now his body on yours.

His penis came closer to your vagina. You could feel he wanted entrance in there so he raised your leg so you could be more stretched. As he was finally inside you, he tried making smooth moves, making it easy for you to adjust on his size. A soft moan of you slipped from your mouth and felt pain as he was moving a little bit faster than before. "Want me to stop?" He asked after seeing you aching a bit.

"N-no, just keep up with it, I like it." You moaned and he kissed your chest, then your neck and then your lips, keeping you occupied and distracted.

His moves were now smooth as you got adjusted to his size, pain disappeared and all you could feel was pleasure and what you could hear was Roger's soft moans and your bodies tribbing against each other. You closed your eyes and opened them again, staring at the ceiling.

"Look deep into my eyes, sweetheart." His voice made you focus on him again, doing what he says, feeling even more sensitive towards him. His arms wrapping your body, feeling super safe with him.

"That feels so good Roger..." You said with your remaining stamina.

"I want to watch you fall apart." he moaned as his thrusts reached your G-point.

"Ah fuck, Rog..." You loudly moaned, leaving nail scratches at his back and his arms. "I-I can't." You said ready to finally cum.

"Come for me y/n, do it for me." He said as his last few thrusts were the ones which sent you. "Fuck." He moaned as he came around the used condom, now out of you.

"Ah fuck Rog, that was amazing." You closed your legs after him kissing you and standing up to clean himself.

"I know right love. Allow me to say that this is the best sex I've ever had. All thanks to waiting for a bloody year." He laughed after going to the bathroom.

You moved side but you noticed small stains of blood at the size you were a couple of minutes ago. "Aww fuck." You whimpered and checked yourself after seeing the blood at the sheets. "I have to wash them." You said to yourself after wearing your underwears again. Roger came back to your bedroom and saw you removing the sheets from your bed. He guessed what you were doing so he didn't ask. "I've got to put them in the laundry and get clean ones." You said to him and he came closer to you.

"No babe, go get them in the laundry, clean yourself and I will make the bed, don't worry." He kissed you before heading to the closet.

"Honestly, you'll make me sleep on the same sheets until you're coming back home again." you joked and he laughed at your compliment.

After all this tiny mess, you came back to the bed you shared for that night. He was smoking his cigarette before you came. You could feel nicotine in the air but you didn't matter. You only wanted him. "Roger I love you." You looked at him and he did the same after hearing these precious four words. He kissed your lips again, his hand at your neck, keeping you warm.

"I love you too y/n. Honestly, I find our relationship the most important thing in the world." He said back and all these worries you had about him cheating on you while on tour disappeared within a few seconds.

"Please don't hurt my trust." You looked him deeply in his eyes and you noticed a sign of confusion. "I gave you everything I had, don't make me regret it." You said feeling now insecure he'd hurt you.

"You won't regret it. Don't blow your head with nonsense!" he smiled and hugged you before turning the light off.

Airport

"Can I come with you to the airport tomorrow morning? I want to say you a last goodbye." You said as your head was placed at his chest, feeling his heart beating steadily.

"Of course my love." He kissed your head and then you slept on each other's arms. Probably the best thing you've ever done with Roger.

There were so many people there, saying goodbye to Queen and asking for autographs too. Roger noticed how upset you were so he grabbed your hand walking with you until their flight gate. You felt so broken he was leaving you but also happy you both completed your relationship. The rest of his bandmates were leaving, going inside the gate but the manager was still there, waiting for Roger.

"I'm gonna miss you." He said to you while wrapping your hands with his. The paps couldn't stop taking photos but both of you nearly gave a shit.

"I'll miss you so much Roger." You were ready to cry but kept it for later. You didn't want him to see you so fragile.

"I'll keep calling you every day. I'll call you when we land." He kissed your hands and you hugged him tightly.

"Roger, the plain is leaving in a few." The manager said, interrupting your cute moment.

"I love you y/n." He kissed you and then you could hear the cameras burning from the flash. "Yesterday night was the best time of my life." he whispered in your ear so nobody could hear it.

"I love you!" You whimpered and kissed you again before leaving. His figure disappeared as the gate finally closed. His rock-star life was about to begin.

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