#i heard my mom scream because it 'came at her' lol

[luvevee]

Not the oddest guest but definitely a surprising one

#yeah that's a starling in my basement #i heard my mom scream because it 'came at her' lol #mom begged dad to let it stay tonight because it's subzero and windy outside and he relented despite his inner nature conservative #like I know it should be put down too but i don't have the heart to do it and i was ok with it staying the night #but mom asked me if i could offer it food because it's super dazed and weak so i said ok #and yeah just fed it some crickets for my gecko with my tongs #it was pretty hungry once it realized i wasn't trying to kill it lol #it's still down in the laundry room but mom's happy and dad's softened up to letting it stay lol #i wasn't gonna really do much with it since i thought it was just chilling out but i was open to feeding it when i saw how exhausted it was #yes it's bad to feed wild animals but this is a circumstance where i think it's acceptable #it's not being treated like a pet we're leaving it alone and going to release it in the morning when the storm clears #dad thinks it was in a box he took downstairs last night because the door was open #only way it could've gotten in basically #and yeah that's my mom texting me lol #but yeah it's a cute moment just this is a special circumstance of interacting with a wild animal like this #yeah im a nature nerd about this stuff like my dad but dif is I'm too pussy to kill an animal even if it's invasive #I'm rambling lol #anyways mom named him Nickolas and I named him Larry so whichever name you like i guess #rosebud posting 💐

[mamaestapa]

I haven’t seen anyone do anything like this but what about a dad Joe blurb but they have teenagers?

Rough Night|| Joe Burrow x reader

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•summary: Joe is in charge of being home with your four teenage children while you’re out with friends…

•warnings: some fluff, teenagers, angsty teenagers lol, mentions of periods, and dad joe which isn’t a warning bc we ❤️ dad joe

“DAD!” Hazel bellowed from the top of the stairs. Joe sighed and put his protein shake down on the counter. “Yeah?!” He shouted back.

The seventeen year old huffed out a sigh before her heavy footsteps were heard running down the stairs. His daughter walked into the kitchen wearing an annoyed expression as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Mom said I could go out with Charlie tonight.”

Joe’s eyes widened as he laughed in disbelief, “Absolutely not.” Hazel rolled her eyes and plopped down on a barstool. She was not happy with her dads answer.

“Why not?” she pouted, “Mom said it was fine.” Joe shook his head at his daughters words. “Well your mom isn’t here right now, which means that I’m in charge. No boys.”

“Ugh,” she scoffed, “this is so unfair. Josie is out with her boyfriend.”

“Josie is also nineteen and doesn’t technically live at home anymore. You do, young lady.”

Hazel crossed her arms over her chest and huffed out another sigh. She loved her dad, but she didn’t love his rules when it was just him at home with her and her siblings. They could have friends over, but no boyfriends. And they absolutely could not leave the house—unless it was planned in advance. You didn’t necessarily have these same rules as Joe did with your kids, but you knew he was doing it to be a protective father. Joe values his privacy, especially when it comes to his family. He only has these rules in place because he wants to protect his kids.

“Dad,” Hazel gave Joe a pleading look, “can I have Charlie over here?” Joe shook his head as he opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. “No.”

“Fine.” Hazel sighed in defeat. As Hazel slouched down in the barstool, a loud screech came from upstairs. Joe slammed the fridge shut and looked at Hazel with furrowed brows. Hazel just shrugged and turned her attention back to her phone. Joe rolled his eyes and grumbled under his breath as he left the kitchen and jogged up the stairs. He heard an annoyed groan come from his fourteen year old daughter Ivy’s room. Her door was cracked open, and she had her hand on the top of her dark blonde wavy hair as she paced around her room.

“Shit. This is the worst day of my life.” Ivy groaned out. Joe frowned slightly, wondering what possibly could have happened to his daughter to make her this worked up over the day. Joe brought his fist up to the door, knocking softly.

“Hey sweetie, you OK in there? I heard you scream.” Joe said softly, his voice laced with concern. He heard Ivy sigh from the other side of the door before she replied.

“It’s nothing, just,” she opened the door, making eye contact with Joe, “just go away dad.” Joe frowned as he looked at his daughter. Ivy stayed silent as she huffed out a sigh. Her chin suddenly started to quiver as she made eye contact with her dad.

“What’s wrong, Ivy?”

The teens chin wobbled even more before she dried her eyes and groan in frustration, letting everything out to her dad.

“I got my period today, and I bled through so now my favorite pair of jeans is ruined. I had to throw them away, and on top of that, my physics grade just went down to a D today.”

“Oh.” Joe’s face dropped as he gulped. Even if he wasn’t freaked out by it, you were always the one that helped the girls in this department.

“Well,” he cleared his throat. Joe knew he had to be supportive for his daughter. He has three daughters and a wife, so he’s a pro when it comes to periods. “I can help you with physics sweetie, don’t sweat it.”

Ivy nodded, sniffling softly, “Thanks dad.” Joe smiled softly, “Of course. Can I get you anything? Heating pad, ice cream, anything?”

Ivy shook her head, she was thankful for her dads offer, but she declined. “No, I just want to be alone right now. But thanks dad, I appreciate it.”

Joe nodded, walking forward to engulf his daughter in a hug. Ivy instantly wrapped her arms around her dad, squeezing him gently. A hug from him always made things better. She thanked him again and Joe left the room, the letting his youngest daughter be by herself for the time being. He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding as he went back downstairs. Upon entering the kitchen, he saw his son Jace sitting at the counter and chowing down on leftover pizza. Joe smiled as he saw his son. He walked up behind Jace and ruffled his blonde hair.

All of the girls resembled you the most, with Hazel being your “twin”. But Jace, Jace was a carbon copy of Joe. Jace was your “oops” baby. Your “oops” baby that looked exactly like Joe. He always has, even when he was just two days old. Now, at almost thirteen, Jace still looked just like his father.

“Hey J.” Joe greeted his son. Jace smiled up at his dad, swallowing his mouthful of food. “Hey dad.” He responded, “want a piece?” Joe shook his head and sat down next to his youngest. “You enjoy.” Joe looked around the kitchen, noticing that Hazel was no longer sitting at the barstool she was at earlier. He pointed toward the empty seat. “Where’s your sister?”

“Up in her room calling Charlie and sulking about not being able to go out with him.”

Joe just chuckled in amusement. Of course she was sulking about not getting to see her boyfriend for the fifth day in a row. Joe looked over at his son, reaching out to pat his sons shoulder as he said, “Enjoy your pizza. I’m going to go watch some film, you can join me if you want.”

The boy nodded eagerly, wiping the crumbs from his hands as he stood up from the barstool and followed his dad into his film room. Jace was always up for watching film with his dad, especially since he was quarterback just like Joe. The two sat down on the couch and got comfortable as Joe set up his most recent watch. Joe and Jace were watching film for about a half hour before you got home from your friends birthday party. You walked into the house, greeted by a messy house, but a peaceful silence. You smiled to yourself as you heard Joe’s voice coming from his film room. He was explaining the play in great detail to your son Jace.

You walked into the room, greeting your husband and son with a soft hello. Joe glanced up at you, a wide grin on his face as he greeted you. He moved over so there was room for you on the couch too. You sat down between him and Jace, resting your hand on Joe’s thigh as Jace wrapped an arm around your torso to give you a brief hug.

You chuckled as you noticed how Jace’s blue eyes never once left the screen. You gently squeezed Joe’s thigh and looked up at him. He seemed a little tense, you could tell he must’ve had a rough night with your teenagers. Joe looked down at you, immediately softening under your gaze.

“Rough night?” you asked, voice soft. Joe chuckled, reaching out to squeeze your thigh, “You have no idea.”

You smiled in amusement. As much as you love your teenage girls, they can be quite the handful sometimes.

“I’m just glad you’re home.” Joe said with a smile. You returned the smile and leaned your head on Joe’s shoulder as you watched film with your boys.

You couldn’t wait to hear about how the night went from your girls in the morning.

hey loves!!

dad joe blurb to start the night! i thought this was a great request anon. i usually write dad joe with infants or young children, so writing dad joe with teenagers was definitely different for me!

i hope you all enjoyed this one, there’s more coming later🤍

also, should i start making a taglist for blurb night?? i’ve thought about it, but i’m not sure

as always, feel free to send me blurb ideas!! i may not get to them tonight of course, but i will for future blurb nights!

#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #joe burrow imagines #joe burrow blurbs #dad joe #blurb night!

[marvelobsessed134]

Domesticated

A/n: first Steve fic it doesn’t really have a plot but yeah.

Dark!Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of smut, dub/con, murder, housewife kink, breeding kink (not really), pregnancy, Stockholm syndrome, reader is held hostage kind of lol, kidnapping, manipulation, both Steve and reader are 18 but still in high school.

Summary: what happens when Steve gets so obsessed with you?

It was a normal day in Hawkins, or so you thought. You were walking along the street to school. You’ve been on your own for quite some time now ever since you were 16 so the loneliness didn’t bother you.

Little did you know that Steve Harrington has been watching you for a long time now. Ever since you transferred to Hawkins High he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. You’re just so sweet and innocent. He’d love to have you as his pregnant, submissive little housewife.

And well, to pull off what he needed, he had to kill his parents. But it’s ok they never were around for him anyways. And he made enough money working two jobs to keep the house and such. Now all he had to do was get you.

And the perfect opportunity was right there, you walking alone by the woods. It was 7 in the morning and most people weren’t up yet.

You heard a twig snap and you looked in the direction it came from, seeing nothing. You shrugged and kept walking, maybe even a little faster than before.

You felt someone come up behind you with a cloth and you screamed before you saw black.

And now, you live in Steve’s house. Completely isolated. You don’t go to school anymore. But it’s ok school sucks.

Slowly but surely you gave into Steve and started to even fall in love with him. The dirty blonde couldn’t be happier. He loved coming home from a long day to see you vacuuming the floor, your hand resting over your pregnant belly.

When people asked where you were he just said you dropped out and are now living with him. And people can’t see you because you don’t feel well at the moment.

But finally at some point he let you go grocery shopping. You were so excited, looking at the small store as if it was Disneyland. You pushed the shopping cart down the aisles garnering look’s because you’re so young and clearly pregnant.

You ended up running into Nancy Wheeler and her mom.

“Y/n? Oh my god it’s been so long hi!” Nancy said happily as she hugged you. Her mom smiled but noticed your stomach.

Nancy did too, “Wow um, you’re very….pregnant.”

You smiled and rubbed an affectionate hand over your tummy, “Yeah.”

“Who’s the father?” Karen asked curiously.

“Steve. We’re getting married after the baby is born. It wasn’t planned but I love him and couldn’t ask for anything more.” You replied.

Her eyes widened, “Well…um I’m happy that it’s working out for you if you need any help let me know, I am a mother of 3 after all.” The pair quickly made an escape. Nancy got a lecture in the car about how to not end up like that soon.

When you got home, Steve jumped you in an instant and made love to you on the kitchen floor.

#steve stranger things #stranger things #stranger things x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #dark!steve harrington #dark!steve harrington x reader

[inthemiddle0feverywhere]

Bad Batch Season 3 Episode 5 (scattered) thoughts and first impressions (ramblings)

Major spoilers under the cut

This one is also very long because mannnnnnn did I love this episode and omg do I have big feelings about it

Also yes I do love each member of tbb but in case it’s not obvious I’m a crosshair girlie. Have been since I first heard his voice in season 7 of tcw so this is gonna be very crosshair centric (because he finally has screen time and more than like 2 speaking lines this season!!)

Lula! 🥰🥰

Is Omega in a supply closet? Whatever better than her barren room at the lab

Ah nope her old “room” the gun turret 🥰🥰

A glimpse of mornings on board the marauder: peaceful boys and caf 🥹 probably only peaceful again now that omega is home

This is Omega’s best look omg the the crocheted vest??? I wanna cosplay her now or actually just wear this outfit fr

At first I was so annoyed they kept crosshair in this ugly ass outfit but I honestly think it’s because even though it’s warm on Pabu he’s always cold because he’s so skinny now (well he always was lean but this is a testament to how much weight he lost as a prisoner) They keep trying to feed him fruit and my man keeps using it as target practice 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

I honestly love when they show scenes through like either a scope or helmet visor. Like I really love seeing what they’re seeing. In this case AZI (so happy they took him from Cids bar- sorry “parlor”….it was a dive bar)

He’s so mad at his hand 😭 my poor baby he really should let AZI look at it. What do we think it is? Nerve damage? I imagine it feels tingly like when your foot falls asleep.

I love that Batcher loves him!! Animals know good people. He’s a good man Savannah! 😭😭😭 and he likes Batcher too and anyone that’s kind to animals is ok by me.

Ugh Crosshair teaching Omega about being a sniper 🥰🥰😭🥰😭🥰 one day she’s just gonna pop out with a sick trick shot lmao

Shouldn’t have given him his rifle??? Sir it’s an extension of him, it’s like you gave him back one of his body parts

“Omega trusts him and that’s good enough for me” Wrecker!!! My sweet boy!! Big man and even bigger heart. He’s now kinda caught in the middle he wants to be cool with Crosshair again but doesn’t want to betray Hunter they’ve been through a lot just the 2 of them these past several months. Crosshair and Hunter are like parents in the middle of a divorce 😭

53%???? Fuckkkkkkk way worse than we thought

Echo!!!!! Yay mom came home!

“No hug for me” screaming crying throwing up! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 💔💔💔💔he’s disguising it as sarcasm but he wants it, he wants a hug! SOMEBODY HUG HIM DAMMIT! I volunteer!!! Please

Omega between her 2 dads 🥰 (Though is Crosshair more wine aunt vibes sometimes?) And batcher by Crosshair’s feet of course

Yummmmm I bet Pabu has banging sushi 🍣 Love Wrecker being an unbothered king enjoying his sush🥰

😭😭😭😭😭 Crosshair’s face when Echo mentioned Tech. He knows. He knows he fell or perished (shh no 🤡) trying to save him. They’re twins and he lost his other half and I’m devastated!! 😭

Haaaaa welcome to parenting a teenager Hunter!!!

Are Hunter’s eyes green all of a sudden?

Crosshair being the voice of reason?? I love seeing this side of him. I HC that since he is silent and highly observant he was a voice reason often for the batch. (Can we please get a series of TBB during the clone wars?? Or like when they were cadets or something. We only see them in 4 episodes in tcw and they were just an insane suicide squad who hated regs and didn’t follow orders or have anyone in charge of them like I wanna see their adventures and their dynamic and how they are when they have downtime! Please lucasfilmmmmmm 🙇‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️)

“I’m older than you are, little brother” 😂😂😂 and she got crosshair to chuckle lol ugh I love their dynamic so much. They are really feeding us rn (please don’t take it away)

Omg he’s so brave bringing them back there! To that freaking ice planet where nothing but trauma happened for Crosshair. I know he probably wished he would never have to go back there again but he knows this will help so he goes anyway

The old armor!!!! Helllllll frickinnnn yeaaaaaa (he’s so hot in armor omg I have a headache)

“Take a guesssssss” 🥵

“He started it” 😂😂 major youngest sibling energy

Mayday’s helmet! 💔💔💔💔 somebody sedate me!! 😭

Why can’t Hunter sense the Wyrm?

TOOTHPICK!!! Wrecker defo kept his toothpicks in the armor case 🥰

Frickin ice vulture always an omen. (Animals seem to really like Crosshair though even the scary ones)

“I know you” 😭 I know Hunter meant it in a “I know you’re sneaky and closed off and I’m expecting the worst from you right now ” but it just hit me harder than that. “I know you”- you’re my brother, the youngest I’ve known you since the day you were born. “I know you- I know there’s more to your silence I know your still waters run way deeper than you let on.” “I’m your brother- I know you talk to me I know you”❤️‍🩹

Oh shitttttt thems are fightin words yes let it out everyone

“I’ll do it! 😁” Wreckerrrr I love you

Hunter’s fast af boi!

Batcher is actually ripped af 💪

Ok petition that Cross doesn’t yell anymore it doesn’t suit him at all lmaoooo

Poor Wrecker yes it’s always ALWAYS a huge monster 😭

“Fantastic” 😂😂😂

Omg this is a roller coaster of emotions! Crosshair being soft with Batcher, the nodding! Ugh nothing like fending off a giant ice wyrm to bring bros back together

He’s so pretty shut up I know his head is shaped like a lightbulb

AAHH THERES THE HUG 🥰

progress 😌

“I thought I was being a good soldier 😔” * *pterodactyl screeching *

Welp Im deceased, fed and nurtured but dead at the same time.

Thank you thank you thank you for these past few episodes. Us Crosshair girlies were really in pain seasons 1 and 2

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb season 3 #the bad batch spoilers #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #tbb season 3 spoilers #tbb #tbb spoilers #the bad batch season 3 #season 3 spoilers #crosshair #omega #Hunter #wrecker #echo #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #rambling #ramblings #episode recap #episode review #episode reaction

[joesalw]

Another ex-swiftie rant here. I had been a fan of hers since her debut album. I fell off the train in 2016 when Reputation came out because I was going through a lot of my own bs and couldn't be bothered to even listen to it. I listened to it after Lover came out and still didn't like it lol Anyways I really adored Lover and Folklore and Evermore so I got back on the swiftie train and I was so excited for everything. I had a feeling when Midnights came out that I was breaking away from the crowd. I didn't like half of the album that was apparently everyone else's favorite songs. (Vigilante Shit is awful, it's just like the majority of Reputation, she tries to make the awful things she does sound cool and it comes off as tone deaf.) Then she goes and dates that half drowned rat during the Eras tour and she was so aggressive about it. Her fans continue to sweep her defending a racist man's actions under the rug. Hasn't she heard the phrase "You are who your friends are"? And the people she hangs out with are drug addicts, racists, rapists, etc... it's really gross. She can say she's a liberal all she wants but she fails to walk the walk time and time again. And then TTPD! Oh boy, I was really skeptical when I saw the release date and album title. I was like "Really? Another sad girl album right before summer? Haven't we had enough angst? We're in a recession, the music should be making people dance!" and then it wasn't even a sad girl album, it was fucking deranged. For someone who's never gone to therapy because she thinks she's "very sane" she comes off as having gone off the deep end when her 6yr relationship ended. She uses something she's never gone through as an aesthetic like a white woman having a plantation wedding. She throws a temper tantrum because the public didn't like her very unlikable boyfriend. She looks like a hypocrite in "so high school", what? The cheerleader dating the football player aethetic is only cute when you do it? A lot of the lyrics were crazy triggering for me because they were basically shit my mom said verbatim when she was dating A LITERAL MURDERER!!! "You all just don't want me to be happy!" Ugh, it made me want to scream. I'm gonna spend the summer dancing to Ava Max and Chappell Roan, maybe stream Joe's movies for kicks. Even though I'm 6 years younger than her, I feel like I've finally outgrown Taylor Swift.

preach!

#anti taylor swift #ex swiftie rants

[nburkhardt]

A year before Robin meets Steve at Starcourt and Scoops Ahoy, Robin’s dad marries Gareth’s mom. Making them step-siblings. They get along despite the differences in music taste and that Robin’s a different type of nerd compared to Gareth.

The day Robin finds out Steve is her co-worker, she complains about it to Gareth and they bitch and gossip about “King Steve” until they’re called for dinner. They keep up that routine even after Robin admits Steve isn’t that terrible and kinda nice, actually. Gareth doesn’t quite believe her and he never calls her out on it because despite living in the same house for a year now, they aren’t close enough to call each other out on things like crushes.

It isn’t until after Starcourt burns to the ground that Gareth actually meets Steve officially. He hates himself, but he ends up getting along with the guy. Gareth sees first hand how codependent and attached Robin and Steve are. Like, attached at the hip, can finish each other’s sentences, and just know what the other is feeling type of attached.

He’s heard Robin screaming at night, woke up to her scrambling to the phone and then crying into the phone and then next morning, finds Steve and her wrapped up together on the couch. Luckily their parents are ok with it, had told him that “they went through something traumatic together, Gareth.” That was that, and afterwards Steve was in his life near daily.

It wasn’t until a few weeks of watching them together and also actually participating in conversation with Steve, that Gareth actually asks if they were dating. He gets his answer by twin gagging and then laughter.

“Platonic soulmates, with a captain P!” Robin had shouted out while Steve was too busy laughing that he nearly fall over.

~~

*doesn’t want to write out a full backstory for a character that had like three lines, but I went and wrote this on Dec 22 🥴*

This came to be because of this post I made. Thought it could make it easier to incorporate Gareth into the story line, or get steddie to meet faster lol either way. Anyway, I wanted something on a happier note been reading angsty fics (and working on my own fic lol)

#stranger things #gareth stranger things #robin buckley #steve harrington #stranger things hc #gareth headcanons #platonic stobin #I’m out here coming up with AUs and HCs left and right #allllll to avoid that research I absolutely need to do for my fic 🥲 #nburkhardt writes

[slythepuffle]

Clips of things I plan to write for AUs and other things, because they're just taking up space in my brain otherwise lol. TW for Implied Character Deaths, Implied Violence, Possibly Harsh Language and Words

Badump. 

Badump. 

Ba.

He pressed his ear harder against his friend's chest, listening for something, anything. It can't just have. Stopped. It wouldn't have.

"Please please please... get up..." he whispered, hands clenching. He could hear the others standing around him, but only focused on listening for the sound of a heart beating. The sound that meant that he was alive. (The Mystery of Hollow’s End AU)

Michelle paced around the room, hugging herself as she waited. God, she hated this place. It was so cold. But she would grit her teeth and bear through it. She had to.

The door finally creaked open, and she turned to see who was there. She swallowed, eyes wide as she looked at her son. “Dexter…?”

“Hi mom…” he said, smiling awkwardly in an orange jumpsuit. He tried to open his arms, but thought better of it, hearing the chains clink against one another. “Uhh… I’d give you a hug. But, doesn’t seem like I’m able to right now, heh…” (Waiting One-Shot)

The devil heard a snort-laugh echo from somewhere in the freezer, snarling as the exterminator’s mocking voice followed suit. “Here’s a fun fact for you, Bobby boy. Did you know that, if you lay even a finger on those kids, I’d fucking kill you where you stood?” 

Bob snarled, lips curling up into a grin. “Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do against me, rat boy? Didn’t seem to have much on me back at that house. Now you're in my home base. Not much in yer favor going on…”

Dexter hummed from his hiding place, breathing out a cloud of cold air. He glanced down at his hand, and silver reflected in the eyes of his mask. “Well… guess we’ll just have to see, won’t we?” (Tender Treats One-Shot)

There was rustling in the bushes, and Kevin tensed, holding an arm out in front of the children behind him. Susie held tightly onto Skid, who was frozen in place, staring into the bushes with wide eyes.

“Who’s there?!” the teen yelled, trying to ignore how high-pitched his voice was. The bushes rustled again, before a foot stepped out. Followed by an arm. Followed by a head, topped with short, thick brown curls. The trio all stopped, eyes widening as a little boy walked through, his clothes worn and ragged. There was a blank look in his eyes, his expression devoid of life, but there was no doubt about it.

“Will?!”/“Pump?!” (The Mystery of Hollow’s End AU)

“But it’s my fault!” the little boy sobbed. Everyone looked at him, shocked by the outburst. “If I hadn’t run away, he wouldn’t have destroyed everything trying to find me! No one would have gotten hurt!” 

“That’s not true!” Pump yelled back, surprising everyone even more. Kevin backed him up, firm in his words. “Exactly! None of this is your fault! He would have done it regardless! He’s an insane megalomaniac!” (Everything Lost AU)

There was a loud boom from the outside. Shaking the whole ship. The two pulled back, rushing out onto the deck.

“Captain!” Dexter shouted, turning around to face Lila as she gripped the steering wheel. “What’s going on?”

“We’re under attack!” she shouted back. She was turning the wheel, trying to dodge the incoming cannonballs, whistling through the air. Magnus looked in the direction they came from, and his eyes widened.

“It’s the Royal Navy!” Streber bellowed from up in the nest, gripping the rims tightly. Lila grunted, jerking the wheel just as the cannonballs crashed, narrowly missing the ship by centimeters. They splashed into the water, the resulting waves lurching the ship and causing the captain to fall.

Jaune whooped, jumping into the air with a laugh. “Ha! They missed!”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, glad that it seemed to be over. Unfortunately, that was short-lived, as Streber suddenly screamed, “HIT THE DECK!” (Spooks of the Seven Seas AU)

“You’re horrible!” Skid screamed up at the figure, fists clenched tightly. The figure did not move or say anything as the young boy continued to rage at them, the clouds around them swirling dangerously. “You’ve done nothing but put us all in danger! Everything you’ve done has caused nothing but pain!”

The clouds around them swirled faster, nipping at his clothes and skin, whipping his hair around, but he didn’t care. He was too volatile, too angry to care. “You didn’t care about what your actions did! You didn’t care that you hurt them! You didn’t care that you’d hurt me! Was I just your scapegoat, to take the fall for you after you were gone?!”

His voice rose in volume, cutting through the clouds as he screamed, “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!” (The Stars & Skid AU)

There was heavy footsteps coming out of the alleyway, and the Hatzgang flinched, whirling around. “We need to go!” Ross hissed, but Roy refused. He was tired of running away and being scared shitless by shadows. He glared into the alleyway, as if willing whatever was in there was going to come charging out, ignoring the way Ross and Robert kept trying to tug him away.

The footsteps continued, growing louder and louder, shaking the ground practically (or maybe that was just Ross and Robert shaking him), until the figure finally stepped out.

It wasn’t the strange man from earlier. It was that weirdo skeleton kid, standing there under the light. Smiling innocently at the group. Looking at him closely, Roy thought he could see… was that blood…? (The Cryptid of Hallows AU)

“Oh! Kids, I got something for you,” Dexter said, grabbing the two’s attention. He dug through his pockets, grinning at their curiosity and the many questions that they threw his way, but shushed them. “Patience, patience. My pockets are kinda messy. Ah! Here they are.”

He took them out of his pocket, holding them behind his back as Skid and Pump tried to get a peek at them. His grin grew wider, before he brought his hand out and presented his present to them. “Tada! I saw you guys were interested in my keychain, so I got you guys one of your own!”

It was two keychains, similar to the one he had. For Pump, the iris was painted purple, while for Skid, the iris was painted orange. Skid and Pump took them, eyes wide. He laughed at their excited and awed expressions. “Well, do you guys like–?”

He was cut off when the two suddenly rushed him, arms wrapping around his stomach.

“Thank you so much, Uncle Dex!” Pump yelled, grinning. Skid nodded in agreement, hugging him tightly. “These are so spooky! We love them!”

Dexter stared at them, eyes wide. Then, he grinned, hugging them back just as tightly. Happiness swelled in his chest as he held them close, laughing. “Glad you like them, kiddos.” (Tender Treats One-Shot)

#spooky month #spooky month au #The Mystery of Hollow's End AU #dexter lives au #The Stars & Skid AU #The Cryptid of Hallows AU #Everything Lost AU #Spooks of the Seven Seas AU

[heavyhitterheaux]

Bottomless Mimosas

AN: I was laughing the entire time writing this lol I hope yall like it

Synopsis: First time out at brunch with your best friends after giving birth to your twins

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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"Oh shit, help her up!"

There you were in the bushes next to the parking garage outside of the restaurant you and your best friends just came out of.

You just wanted to go out with your best friends and get a much needed break from being a new mom. You were grateful, but having had two at one time was catching up to you. It's been four months since you had them with your husband Jack and he called your best friends to take you out for the day.

The day had been going fine until the mimosas came out at approximately 11:23 am.

It was now almost 2 pm and here you were drunk off your ass.

"I'm trying! Y/N give me your hand."

"No! I have a boyfriend! I'm not a cheater!"

"You actually have a husband. Girl, come on before someone sees us."

"Oh my gosh, my head is spinning."

"I guess so. You had like eight drinks."

"Ohhh, don't tell Jack. We can wait it out."

"I'm already calling him because you can't even stand up. This is not something we can wait out. We'll be here for hours."

"Nooooo. I can walk."

You attempted to get up, but fell down again.

"Oops."

One of your best friends Courtney sat you on the curb and sat next to you to help keep you from falling over.

You could barely sit up straight and you damn sure couldn't walk.

Thank goodness Courtney had driven you.

Your other best friend Amanda was calling Jack and he picked up on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Jack we have a situation."

Before Jack could respond to Amanda, all he heard was you screaming in the background.

"Babyyyyy, I miss you." with a hiccup proceeding directly after.

By then, he knew you were fucked all the way up.

"Please don’t tell me that's Y/N in the background." Jack replied while pinching the bridge of his nose. 

"Umm, well you see what had happened was...” 

All Jack could do was sigh before grabbing his keys and making his way to the garage. Thank goodness the twins were with his mom.

He thought it would be a good idea for the three of you to go out together, however, due to past situations which almost involved the three of you getting arrested he should have known better. 

“Just drop me the location, I’m coming.”

By the time Jack had reached you, everything was starting to spin and you had a feeling what you had eaten for brunch was going to begin to make its way back up.

You had your eyes closed and suddenly felt someone sit on the other side of you.

“Baby girl, I know I told you to go out and have fun, but damn.”

You peeked one eye open before proceeding to lay your head on Jack’s shoulder.

“I don’t think I drank too much. I told them not to call you and to wait it out.” Hiccup.

“We beg to differ and you need to sleep this shit off. Wait it out my ass.” Courtney added while stifling a laugh.

“Whatever, oh my gosh, JACKKK someone was trying to hit on me and I held up my hand and said no, I have a boyfriend.”

“We’re married, but go on.”

“No, don’t let her go on because it was me trying to help your dumbass up once you fell in the bushes. No one was trying to hit on you.”

“Waiiit, we’re married? When did that happen?”

“About three years ago.”

“Wait until she finds out about the twins.” Amanda added while trying not to laugh as the scene unfolded in front of her. 

“I HAVE KIDS? WITH WHO?”

“With your HUSBAND.”

“Who’s my husband? I’M MARRIED?!”

“Jack honey... Jack is your husband and he is literally sitting right beside you.”

“Ohhh, I thought you looked familiar. I think you’re the lock screen on my phone.”

All three of them sighed and determined they were done with trying to convince you of anything. 

“Okay pretty girl, let’s get you home.” Without another word, Jack threw you over his shoulder and started to make his way toward his jeep.

“Byeee best friends, I love you.” You yelled out before letting out another hiccup. 

Amanda and Courtney waved and said that they loved you before making their way to their own cars while Jack was attempting to put your seatbelt on.

“Stink, sit still so I can put your seatbelt on.”

“I’m not even moving.”

“But, you are moving, put your arms down.”

You complied and laid your head back on the headrest to try to keep your head from spinning. One wrong move and you were about to throw up in your husband’s car.

Once Jack had started driving, you couldn’t do anything but stare at him.

“Take a picture, it lasts longer. And stop looking at me like I’m something to eat.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you ate me. You look really good. I mean you look really good every day, but...”

“No, you’re drunk and we are NOT having sex.”

“But whyyyyy? And I’m not drunk! Do you not love me anymore?”

“Y/N, I MARRIED you.”

“But, that doesn’t mean anything!!”

“Babe, sit back and try not to throw up in my car.”

“You won’t have sex with me so I should throw up in your car.” You pouted while crossing your arms and looking out the window. 

“SERIOUSLY?”

A few hours later, you woke up and saw that there were two excedrin migraine pills and a bottle of water on the nightstand next to you. It was starting to get dark outside and you came to the conclusion not to drink so much next time. 

But, I mean you only had about five...or was it seven?

Your head was pounding and you took them quickly before deciding to lay back down. You had the comforter over your head when you felt Jack sit next to you on his side of the bed.

“You alright over there, stink?”

All you could do was groan to let him know that at least you were alive.

“I take it that’s a no.”

“Do not EVER let me go out with them again.”

“Babe, you say this every single time and a few weeks later the three of you are back at it. Remember the time the three of you almost got arrested?”

You lifted up the comforter to simply give him the middle finger before covering yourself back up. 

“No one asked you to bring that up Jackman.”

“I’m just saying. Are you hungry? I brought food for us.”

At the mention of food, you jumped up and made a beeline to the bathroom with Jack following quickly behind you and threw up everything that you ate earlier in the day. Once you had finished, Jack fixed your bonnet since it had fallen half way off because of your quick movements and placed a wet washcloth on your forehead. You proceeded to brush your teeth before sitting back down on the floor. 

“Well, that answers my question. Come on.” Jack helped you up off the floor and lead you back into the bedroom before you plopped down onto the bed face first.

“Babe, give me the cloth so you don’t get the bed wet.”

“Can’t.... move.”

Jack sighed before turning you over and bringing you to rest your head on his chest.

“You know you said earlier that you didn’t know you were married or had kids.”

“What the fuck did they put in those drinks? Was I really that bad?”

“Yeah and I should’ve recorded it. You were convinced I didn’t love you anymore because I told you we weren’t having sex while you were drunk. I should have known it was about to be some shit when it comes to you three.”

“Oh good lord and we aren’t even that bad!” You peeked up at Jack to see him trying not to laugh and you simply hit his chest.

“I can’t stand you.” You replied while pouting.

“Love you too stink.” Jack placed a quick kiss to your forehead before you heard your phone go off letting you know you had a text. 

Jack handed you your phone and you opened it up to see that it was the group text between you, Amanda, and Courtney. 

Courtney- Y/N, if you aren’t dead we’re going out next weekend

Amanda- I would be surprised if she’s even awake

You- Bitch, say less. Where are we going? I’m readyyyy

“Who is that babe?”

“Amanda and Courtney. They want to go out next weekend.”

“Seriously?” Jack had a look of disbelief on his face and was praying you would sit this one out. 

“Yes, I have to get my outfit together. Should I wear the new black dress I got or the red one?”

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[my-castles-crumbling]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii Omg i havee SOOO much to tell and ask you its both sad and fun stuff, First off i wanna tell you that you are such an amazing person like seriously omggg how do u even exist like you must not be allowed away from heaven. Btw random: i heard u mention abt u in university so hows that going and whats ur majorr???? :)) And now the very very bad stuff: i messed up. not very uncommon you see, but very bad. my cousin whom i rllyyy love shes amazing shes like the andromeda to my sirius. nd my dad's side is very cruel to my mom before i ws born and they also shamed her for having a kid (my sis) that has problems (they refuse to tell me what it is but she has 2 problems idk the first one she has since birth and the second is that she had um.. men parts but when she was around 4/5 we founf out shes.. female? im a minor i rlly dont undersrand how ths works so..yeah. shes 8 now btw this year shes gonna be 9 y/o) basically very cruel people very very bad and so my cousin, whos from my dad's side, she came for like a sleepover thingy and my father commented on my mom's side and how they arent close to me even though they are my basucaly everything.. and in reply, i said how i like them and they are good and i said "my mums side is great... better than father side atlst" and she said "i can hear u yk" and i said that shes a excpetiion but when she wnt home she really felt upset and she had an exam but she stll didnt come to my house (my house is closer to her school so she stays here in exam time so it takes less tme in travelling) so my father cmpletly blamed me and now im so upset idek what to do i dont wanna apologize to her cz she doesnt know that i know that she said shes upset. my father confronted me about it and he got to jknow from my cousins mom so there was no direct contact but basically yeah thats it. i need help in what i should do to fix things again :( but this is the reason that simply talking wouldnt work and its rlly hard :( btw random: how do i start my microfic thing like do i just upoad a micfic or do i post smgthn else first if ykwim? another thing:

yeah idk but i think m bisexual and i have a bestfriend shes straight and supports lgbtq+ community but i rlly like her and cz were besties i dont wnanna ruin anything at all and im cool with how we r rn but at the same time i want more ykwim? and.. were like the touchy-feely kinda bestfriends so we hold hands n stuff as a joke nd people ship us and its so asdxdfgkhljhxx idek if i rlly like her as a frnd or i like her as in like like her.. but i also have a crush on a boy but it only lasts for 2 secs but when i see him again i start to thibk i like him again but my other rlly gud friend likes him so is it that i like hm and ignore my feelings js cs my frnd liks him or do i just like him as frnds,, idek were close we play games togheter n stuff but thtas about it..

also have i mentioned how much of an angel you are??? i literally scream and jump off a cliff casually when u reply to my texts <333 ilysm ur such a great person <333

xoxo, sweet potato <33

hi!

Aww you're so sweet! I'm not in university anymore, at least not in the traditional sense: I'm working on my master's degree. It's going.....not terrible lol. I'm majoring in ESL Education (English as a Second Language).

For your first question: I think this is a really good example of how talking through other people isn't the best solution. Do you have any way of getting in contact with your cousin directly? Because things are definitely going to be changed and exaggerated if you are talking through your aunt and dad. Once you talk to her, be truthful. Be sincere and tell her how important she is to you. I'm betting she'll come around.

For microfics: Nope, just go for it! You don't have to do anything beforehand, just start! I can't wait to see what you write!

For the last part: First, are you sure you friend is straight? If she definitely is, then yeah, it might not be worth it to say anything? But I mean, you could always try bringing it up casually. Like "Oh, I think you're really pretty!" and see what happens?

With the guy- I know it sounds cliche, but if your friend likes him, stay away. I've been there. I've seen friendships fall apart. It's not worth it, especially since you're not even sure of your feelings. I know I probably sound like a parent, here, but there was a full-on FEUD I experienced in eighth grade because two people were fighting over a guy and....yeah.

Thank you so much for the compliments, you're so nice!! <3 I hope you have a great day!

#ask #asks #ask cas

[laurasstufff1]

Hi. I saw your requests are open. Could you write something about reader being on holidays with her friends and there is a night of shooting stars so she goes to the beach to watch it. Mason can't sleep that night so he goes for a walk and he meets the reader at the beach and joins her. They talk for long hours and it starts to getting cold so reader shares her blanket with Mason. And they talk cuddled up on one sunbed sharing blanket till the sunrise and then they fall asleep. In the morning they get teased by their friends.

Changed the way Mason ended up the beach lol, but I really hope you like it!!!. thanks for requesting!!💓💓

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Shooting stars

Credit gif to @mountmasns !!

“Are you really telling me that there’s shooting stars tonight and you prefer going to a dark loud and sweaty club????” You asked almost shouting watching as your friends picked up their towels, bottles and cards from the sand. You, on the other hand, had just gotten out of the sea, making the most of the last minutes of sun in the warm island of Ibiza. 

“Yes, we came here for a reason, YN” Sussie laughed watching as you tried to untangled your salty hair.

“And you better hurry up, we need to shower!” Kate shouted already walking away. 

You followed them listing to their conversation in silence, thinking what were the chances of convincing them to stay. Honestly, none.

*

“Uncle Mase, stars?!” Summer asked when she heard her family talking about tonight’s plans.

“Yes baby, stars. I’m not sure you’ll stay awake, though” he laughed watching the toddler opened her mouth just after finishing dinner.

“I don't think she will either” Jas said taking her in her arms “But we can try”.

“Yes!” Summer excitedly shouted with her hands up making the whole table laugh.

*

“I’m not going with you tonight girls, I’m sorry” you said standing in front of them. 

Your hair down and not brushed, your comfy big t shirt and some leggings with converse. On top of that, you were holding a blanket and a sweatshirt. It was quite obvious you were not going to the nightclub. “Just make sure to get here safe and text me if you need anything, I’ll be on the beach, okay?” You said, kissing their cheeks in a rush and walking out the door before they could say anything, though they wasn’t planning to, they knew it was useless. 

*

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea” Debbie talked watching as Mason tucked Summer in her trolley.

“Well I think it is” he fought back “She’ll be much more comfortable here while we’re stargazing”.

“But it’ll be imposible to walk around the beach with it” Jas laughed at his obvious lack of experience.

“Just leave it to me, I’ll take care of it” he talked annoyed while the rest laugh at his stubbornness.

*

It was already dark when you arrived to the beach, and thankfully it was almost empty. There were just a group of people to your right, with little girls holding a man’s hand. She only shouted ‘Stars! Stars!’ and it made you laughed. Until you heard some grunts behind you.

“Do you need any help?” You asked just trying to be polite, but the boy lifted his gaze to look at you with an angry face that made you regret your question, and started walking away.

“Sorry” he said making you stop with a smile. 

“It’s alright. You need help?” You asked again watching him fight with the small wheels of the stroller in the sand. He just nodded shyly and it didn’t take more for you to grab the front and lift it up.

“Thank you. I’m just annoyed because my mom told me it was a bad idea to bring it here” he explained while walking to the group of people you saw before, that were, indeed, his family.

“Mom’s are always right. But, let me tell you, it was also kinda obvious” you laughed, and he couldn’t help but agree, laughing too. “Your daughter’s really sweet. I’ve heard her scream ‘stars!’ a couple of times”.

“Oh, she’s my niece” he corrected you “and yes, she’s very exited, but very sleepy too, I don’t think she’ll stay up”.

“It won’t hurt to try” you shrugged, and the boy just smiled recognizing your words.

“Thank you again…” he stopped when you were close enough to his family. He looked at you, and you only guessed he was asking for your name.

“YN”

“YN, right, I’m Mason” he said and you just nodded before waving to the rest and walking to the other side of the beach.

*

You laid in one of those fancy sunbed that luckily were still around the beach, thinking about how the boy you just met wasn’t the only stupid person in this beach. You bought a book to kill the time until the shower of stars started, there was no way you could read it in the middle of a dark beach. 

Luckily his shouts and his niece’s giggles kept you distracted. He was good with kids, although kinda naughty too. You saw him holding the little girl's hand and running into the water before some other adult ran behind to stop them. His laugh echoed in the empty beach, and just with that sign, you knew it was worthy to go there instead of the club.

You didn’t realised you were still staring at him until he looked and waved at you, noticing your eyes on him. It was at that moment you felt a heat reaching your cheeks, and instead of waving back, taking your chances with the cute boy, you just looked away. That didn’t last long, as soon as you sensed he was occupied making sand castles with the toddler you looked at him again.

*

“She’s looking again” Lewis said hitting his brother’s arm, but Mason didn’t dare to look.

“She’s probably looking at any other thing, we’re too far to know where she’s looking” Mason huffed annoyed by his brother. 

“Look Summer!” Debbie shouted pointing up at the stars, and you heard it too, looking up at the sky to see the first stars. “She’s already off, mom” Jas laughed. Indeed, Summer was so tired but didn’t want to sleep in the trolley, where she was already sat. It only made her upset but cuddly at the same time. “I think we should leave” Jas talked already walking up holding her daughter “Mason” she called him, but he seemed distracted. It wasn’t until Lewis hit his arm that he came back to life.

“What are you watching?” His older brother laughed.

“The- the sky” he stuttered rubbing the back of his neck.

“The sky is up, not in the left” his dad laughed noticing you were in the same spot where he was looking contemplating the sky. “You coming?” 

“No” he simply said confirming his dad’s thoughts. And just like that, he started walking towards the sunbeds, ignoring his brother calls to help him with the stroller.

*

You were so relaxed you didn’t hear a thing. It’s not like he was making any noise either, not wanting to disturb you in your moment of peace. But jeez, he wanted to talk to you more.

“Hi” he said in a soft voice, though managing to scare you. You just got up and sat politely on the sunbed without hiding your laugh.

“You scared me, Miles” you said with your hand on your heart but laughing.

“It’s Mason” he corrected you with flustered cheeks, he hadn’t forgotten your name “and I’m sorry” you didn’t say anything but just looked at him with a smile and he knew you weren’t mad. After asking him if he needed help with the stroller again and sharing some more laughs, you afford him a seat next to you that he gaudy took.

“You like stars?” You curiously asked while he got comfortable. 

“I do. I don't understand much, but I do like looking at them. Makes me feel small” he explained while you nodded.

“Same here” you laughed “just nature in general, makes me feel so small. Getting lost in the forest, swimming in the sea… we’re nothing in this planet” you talked and this time he was the one who nodded, trying to save your words in the back of his head for when fame went to his head. “I wasn’t spying you or anything” you started talking again, and with those few words you managed to get his  full attention, turning his head to look directly at you “but someone in your family shouted ‘look Summer!’ while pointing to the sky. Is Summer a star or something?” Mason didn’t answer, but instead laughed and you were now the one who looked at him, flustered by the nonsense you clearly just said.

“That’s a lovely misunderstanding. Summer is my niece’s name” he said, and suddenly everything made sense. 

“Oh. Sorry” you mumbled laying back just trying to hide your red face from him, but he copied your moves and laid back with you. 

“No, don’t be, it’s a rare name, I guess. My brother and I always joke with my sister if his future daughter or sons are going to be named Autumn or Winter or something like that” he talked again making you laugh and making you forget your embarrassment from before. “I love her. And she loves me back” he rapidly added making you see that it wasn’t a one side relationship at all, which made you smile. “She loves seeing me on tv, or going to the stadium…” 

“Oh. What do you do?” You asked, making him look at you again. But this time you were closer, your noses almost touched, which resulting in making you blush even mor than the previous time and turning your face up to look at the stars, which was the reason you were there.

“I’m a footballer. For Chelsea foot-” he tried to explain, but you cut him off. 

“The blues!” You shouted recognizing the team, thought not him. And this time you turned your face to him again, not minding the closeness at all.

“The blues, yeah. The blues” he smiled getting more comfortable in the sunbed next to you.“And what do you do?”

“Oh, I’m still studying in London. Biology” you said and he nodded, everything made so much sense. “I’m just here for a little vacation with two other friends. 

“You’re a biologist?!?” “Not yet, I still have a couple of years left” you answered waiting for the question you already knew he was going to ask.

“Tell me something about the stars” 

“Just if you explain to me what offside is” you cheekily answered before you both burst into laughter “I think it’s just a fare trade” you shrugged.

He spent half an hour just trying to make you understand, he even sat on the sand, stars long forgotten, and draw a little scheme, illuminating it with he light of his phone. It reached to a point you were so embarrassed of not understanding, you just nodded to everything.

“You haven’t understand a thing, haven’t you?” He laughed “Nope” you popped the ‘p’ to make it sound more funny in case he got mad, which he didn’t, he just laughed.

“Guess you’ll have to come to the stadium and see it live” he shrugged while sitting on the sunbed next to you.  

“I won’t say no to that” you nervously laughed thinking what were his intentions.

“Now it’s your turn, tell me about stars. And you rambled even more, almost an hour, telling him random facts about stars and just nature in general.

“…What I like the most about stars” you continued talking under his staring gaze “is the light. I mean” you sat on the sunbed to explain yourself better, Mason copying your moves looking really interested, which only made you more nervous “you know the closest start to The Earth is the Sun”

“I actually didn’t” he interrupted you without changing the concentrated look on his face.

“Well, now you do” you laugh. “And until his light reach our planet around eight minutes pass by because of the distance. And that’s just the case of the Sun, but then for the second closest stars to The Earth, the alpha centaury,  4 whole years are necessary. So, the stars we’re looking now, the light, they all have at least like 4 years of delay” you concluded before looking at him. “Isn't it cool?” You smiled leaning back after your little explanation.

“It is cool” he smiled leaning back too when you offered the blanket. It was getting kinda cool next to the sea, you were already wearing the extra hoodie you took too. 

“Thank you” he said cuddling like a baby into the blanket “It’s chilly isn’t it?” “Chilly’s the nickname of a Chelsea footballer, right?” You asked immediately regretting it in case you messed up with he names again.

“Oh I see, you remember him but not me!” He shouted acting hurt and annoyed as he tried to get up, but he couldn’t because you were holding his arm laughing.

“Sorry, sorry. It’s just a funny name! It just stick to my mind!” 

“I hope mine does too!” He shouted again between giggles as he got comfortable again.

“I think it will” you softly mumbled, but you knew he heard when he smiled cuddling closer to you. “Do you like the sea?” You rapidly asked trying to change the topic, but he just nodded. “You know we have only explore 5% of the whole oceans in the planet?” 

“That’s scary” he talked shock by that random fact while he moved again. “I was going to say I love the sea, but it seems we don’t even know what’s in there” he laughed placing his hand under is head as a pillow. 

“I know, right? But that’s the most exiting thing, imagine all the creatures that we have yet to discover”.

“Oh yeah, like millions of sharks or poisonous jellyfishes, how fun!” He joked.

“It is fun! Are you scared of sharks?” “Who isn’t!” He shouted laughing making you laugh once more. 

“My neck hurts” you randomly talked after a long silence and Mason just hit his chest suggesting you to lay your head there. “I don’t want to use you as a pillow” you laughed. “I don’t mind it. Besides, I would really like the warmth of your body, I’m kinda cold with just the t shirt and the blanket” and he didn’t let you say anything else because he took your arm and placed it around his middle, making you lay your head on his chest “so much better” he mumbled placing his arm around you too.

“It’s not something I do really often, you know? Watching shooting stars with a stranger in a lonely beach” you laughed with his arm still holding you close, it felt like a movie.

“Me neither. Did you make a wish?” He asked looking back at you, and you just nodded with your eyes almost closed “Why do we make wishes to shooting stars, do you know it?” “It’s tradition. The Ancient Greeks” you stopped to yawn “they believed the stars were gods, and later in history they believed they were angels. It’s like a superstition” you stopped to yawn again, squeezing Mason’s side involuntary as you heard his heart beat increase “they are related to good luck. But I don’t know if it’s also valid in a shower of stars or just a single shooting star in a random night” you concluded feeling his chest go up and down from the little laughter.

“I just made one anyways-“ “But don’t tell me! It won’t come true if you do” 

“Okay” he laughed again “now sleep, it’s like 5 am already” he softly said caressing your hair before he felt asleep not too long after.

*

You woke up almost 2 hours later. The blanket was over your head, blocking out the sun light, and Mason was no where to be see. Until you heard laughs close to where you were. Only when you got up from he sunbed with a groan because of your stiff neck you could properly see, and they could properly see you too.

“YN!!” Sussie shouted, thought she immediately regretted it. She had her heels in one hand, in the other she held Mason’s, who was trying to get her up from he sand. 

“Morning” he said smiling the same way he did last night “they said they know you…” he talked showing doubts in his tone and pointing back at the girls. Kate was there too, playing with the sand.

“They’re my-  my friends” you embarrassedly talked picking them up from the floor “and I swear they are drunk” you laughed watching them do their thing.

“He’s cute, YN!” Sussie shouted again, this time it was Kate the one who hit her for shouting.

“I know” you whisper thought you knew Mason was listening and blushing. “I better take them to the hotel. Guess I’ll see you around” “We can meet here again, I want a proper date. 6pm” he wasn’t asking you, it was more like a demand. 

“Okay” you just managed to say with so much effort to hide the stutters. 

“Okay” he nodded smiling offering you his hand to seal the deal and taking the chance to kiss your cheeks before you walked away, leaving him standing there with that silly and still blushed cheeks. 

“Mason!!” He heard a familiar voice shouting to him “help with he stroller??” Lewis was there, in the entry of the beach just watching his little brother. It was at that moment that he started praying Lewis didn’t see or hear anything that happened, he knew he would get teased about it. “Also, I can let you my shirt for that proper date at  6 pm!!!” He started mocking Mason’s words and laughing. He was looking forward to that date, If seeing you again wasn’t reason enough, getting rid of his brother definitely was.

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[c4llezz]

REACTION TO THEIR S/O GOING TO THE HUNGER GAMES

Requested: No

THE HUNGER GAMES!AU

ITZY X F!READER

TW: mentions of death, bullying, blood, the hunger games lol

Genre: Angst

A/N: I might have been carried away a little with Chaeryeong's

Expect mistakes, happy reading!

YEJI

Reaping day always scared Yeji, she was always fearing getting picked and having to go to The Hunger Games, leaving her family and probably dying in the process. Now she was 19 years old, her name wasn’t on any paper, but yours was, and that alone made her anxious.

“Hey,” you said softly “Everything is going to be all right, 5 years and my name hasn’t come out, is not going to happen now.” Yeji had come to your house after helping her mom at school and you could sense she was nervous about the next day's events.

“But you do have a high chance, your name is 42 times there!” she said “I told you you shouldn’t ask for more food, I could give you some.”

“That was a terrible idea, your food wouldn’t even last a week if you did that.” you argued “And there are also more people with their names 42 times in there.” That didn’t calm Yeji’s nerves at all, she had a bad feeling. “Stay the night, maybe it’ll help you calm yourself” she agreed but she couldn’t get too much sleep thinking about what could happen, she just hoped your name wouldn’t be picked, after tomorrow you were both free of being chosen and that was the only thought that got her to sleep a few hours, being available to live without worrying about some stupid competition to entertain rich people.

The next morning after getting ready you and Yeji went to the plaza where the reaping would take place, getting separated since you had to be in front with all the other kids who could be chosen. After all the boring routine you were all used to, it was time to pick the 2 tributes. Yeji felt her heart was going to leave her chest for how hard it was beating. The escort put their hand inside and picked a piece of paper, then unfolded it, and then read the name written on it “Y/N L/N!”

Without much noise, everyone turned slowly to look your way. Yeji couldn’t believe it, she couldn’t have heard it right, “Y/N L/N?” The one at the microphone repeated, only confirming that you were actually going to be one of the district’s tributes. She then saw you walking to the front, hand covering her mouth preventing her from making any sound. She wanted to scream, to do something to help you. But she couldn’t because that would make things worse for you, so she just stood there making eye contact with you, later watching you being escorted out with the other unfortunate soul that had to go to their death with you.

She was not going to watch TV until she knew the games were over. She was not going to watch you die, she could not handle that. Then she felt arms wrapping themselves around her, probably her mother's, and that’s when she broke down crying, she was never going to see you again and all the plans you had were not going to happen.

LIA

The concept of The Hunger Games has amazed you since you were a kid, and even when you started to understand everything that came with it, you still were curious about it. Watching how some of the tributes got their food made you ask your father to make a bow for you so you could practice, your mom was not fond of the idea but your dad made it to you anyway.

Living in the District that provides the Capitol with meat (District 10) meant there were animals almost everywhere. You took that to your advantage and whenever you saw one of them out of the farmyard you’ll practice your shooting with them. It was not really okay, but they were going to die anyways, and usually the animals who ‘escaped’ were food for the District’s citizens. So, you kind off became the one who provided people with illegal meat.

“Hey there, Princess,” you said after Lia opened the door to her big house. She was the daughter of District 10’s mayor and your classmate. She was also your first kiss, second and fifth too “we don’t talk about the other ones), “I came here with your, almost daily, meat delivery” you pointed to the black bag on the floor next to your feet, “Where do I leave it?”

She open her door wider so you could enter inside “You can leave it in the kitchen, thank you” she said guiding you to the kitchen, you following right behind carrying the heavy bag. “What have you been up to? We haven’t talked much this week” she asked after you had left the bag where she told you to.

“Nothing much, just earning money here and there. I’m saving money to buy a birthday present for someone”

“They must be really special if you are making such an effort”

“She’s not bad,” you said smiling at her, and when she smiled back at you, you swore you were going to have a heart attack right there and then. She was the most beautiful girl you had ever met, and she was your girlfriend, well not yet, but she was going to be soon you knew it. A little later you went upstairs to Lia’s room “I can’t believe this is our last year participating in the reaping and I’ve never been chosen” you said sitting on one of the chairs adorning her bedroom.

Lia turned to look at you with wide eyes “What?”

“What, What?”

“You want to participate in The Hunger Games? Are you crazy?”

“Crazy for you,” you smirked, but it slowly faded away when you saw her face. “I mean, I think it would be fun, don’t you?”

She shook her head “No! You are going to your death, do you think that’s fun?”

“I don’t think dying is fun,” you said “but I think the competition would be fun. Climbing trees, swimming across rivers, running in a big field of grass, I want to have that adrenaline.”

“You can feel adrenaline in other ways”

“Like what?” you asked. Instead of giving you a verbal answer she kissed you, you were not complaining though. Even if you had kissed other people before, it never felt the same, her lips were soft and tasted like a mix of strawberries and cherries, you were definitely addicted to them.

She pulled away after a few seconds and joined your foreheads “How many times?” she whispered, you didn’t need to ask what she was referring to, you already knew.

“You don’t have to worry.”

“How many?” she asked again.

“Not enough to be selected” you reassured her, and she believed you, not knowing that, that night was the last time she was going to kiss your lips because you had lied to her and your name was more than enough times to be selected.

RYUJIN

Living in District 2 had lots of benefits, it was the most loyal to the Capitol and the president liked that. People had better living conditions, not even close to the ones in the Capitol, but better than in other districts. District 2 had produced many of The Hunger Games champions, children with privilege trained just for them. Ryujin was not the exception to this, she grew up thinking the biggest goal in life was being in the games. She trained day and night preparing for them, that’s how she met you.

“That’s not how you do it,” she turned around at the sound of the voice and saw you standing there with your arms crossed over your chest.

She looked you up and down, noticing your dirty clothes and slim appearance, before saying, “And what would you know?”

You raised your hands in surrender “I just wanted to help you. No need to be rude.” You extended your hand asking for the rope in her hands “May I?” she eyed your hand early but gave it to you nevertheless. She watch you impressed as you tied knots around it, they were firm and well placed, you definitely knew how to do it.

“How did you do that?” she asked “Could you teach me?”

“How about we make a deal?” you proposed, “I’ll teach everything I know, and I know a lot,” she rolled her eyes at your bragging “and you can give me some of all the food you have at your home” you extended your hand to seal the deal “What you say?” She thought about it, it was not a bad deal, she did have a lot of food that her family could share and if she wanted to make her dad proud she need the training, so she shook your hand and after that, your relationship only grew.

“I think I’m ready. Tomorrow I’ll be the first to volunteer,” she told you after the last training session you were going to have before the games started. You liked her confidence but she was only 15 and you still thought she needed more training

“Are you sure? You don’t have to rush it, you still have 3 years to prove yourself”

She turned to look at you “I’m sure. Are you doubting my skills?”

“Is not that, I just think you can learn more things and wait a little more” you voiced your thoughts

“Well, I don’t. I’m going to do it” she said angrily and then left making you sigh. She was so stubborn, if she volunteered she had a high chance of dying, and you were not going to let that happen.

The next day you were the first one to volunteer and the last thing you saw was Ryujin’s angry face looking at you with so much hatred behind her eyes. But you didn’t feel bad, if she hating you meant she was not going to die soon you’ll do the same thing a thousand times.

CHAERYEONG

Chaeryeong had always had a hard time at school, her classmates made fun of her for being quiet, and her teachers had big expectations of her because of her older sister. Her older sister was amazing at everything, you were hungry? Chaeyeon could cook. You were sad? Chaeyeon could give you great advice. You were failing math? Chaeyeon could tutor you and you’ll have great grades in no time. She was popular and had many friends, something Chaeryeong hadn’t, and did I mention she had gone to The Hunger Games and won? Well, she did, thanks to that their family now lived in The Victor’s Village. The only thing her sister didn’t have was you.

You were Chaeryeong's everything and she couldn't imagine a world where she wasn't with you. The first time you talked was when you had defended her from some older girls making fun of her, the conversation was short because she didn't talk much, then your friends called you and you left.

Chaeryeong thought you were never going to talk to her again but the next day the first thing you did after arriving at class was sit beside her. She noticed you talked a lot, she didn't mind though, and listened to everything you said only talking when you asked her something. At the end of the day when your mom arrived to take you home, you hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek before walking away, leaving the shy girl with red cheeks. Six years later, Chaeryeong was sure she was going to marry you after finishing school, yeah you still had two years left but that was the only thing she could think about every time she saw you.

Since you were out trying to sell some things to the shop owners and earn some money to buy food before t, you had agreed to meet up in the plaza. On her way there she saw some of her classmates, who she tried to ignore to not cause any scene but luck was not on her side because the group started making their way toward her. “Hey you!” one of them called but she continue walking until she felt someone grabbing her shoulder and turning her around, “I’m talking to you, are you deaf or something?”

Another boy, who she could recognize as the Mayor’s nephew, came closer too when she didn’t answer “She might be, answer when you’re being talked to,” he said pushing her back and making her stumble almost making her fall to the ground if it wasn’t for the hands that had caught her in time.

“What do you think you are doing?” the person behind her said, she sighed recognizing your voice.

“Aww, did I make the little puppy angry?” He said making some of his sidekicks laugh

“Would you like the little puppy’s fist in your face?” you asked with the same tone

His face turned serious “Are you looking for a fight, Y/L/N?”

You shook your head slowly “No! Of course not! I only fight with people who actually know how to.” The comment seemed to hurt his ego because the next thing you saw was a punch sent in your direction hitting you straight in the nose. You obviously were not going to walk away so you punched him back making him fall to the ground where you punched him again, again, and again until some people around pushed you away from him, Chaeryeong leading you away from the chaos.

“What were you thinking? You punched the Mayor’s nephew! Don’t you know the trouble you got yourself into?” she scolded you

You wiped away some blood running down your nose “He pushed you! And I didn’t start anything”

“You provoked him”

You shrugged “Is not my fault my comment made him mad”

She just shook her head “Come on, my sister can help you with your nose” she said grabbing your hand, making you hiss in pain “And with your hand.”

“Thank God for Lee Chaeyeon!”

After four days your hand was almost healed just in time for the reaping day. You weren’t really worried about it, your parents both had good jobs where they got money from, not much but enough to not make you enter your name more times for food), and with your girlfriend’s sister winning once their family had quite the money which they give you some when you were struggling.

Even when you saw the boy you had punched talking to his uncle, you didn't worry. But after seeing the Mayor talking with the person in charge of picking up the tributes and then looking your way, you knew you were doomed, and when you turned to look for the boy in the crowd and caught him already looking at you with a smirk on his face you only confirmed your suspicions.

Chaeryeong looked at you and saw your pale face and your scared eyes, looking at the direction you were staring, she understood immediately what it meant. She was not ready to lose you, the only thing (person) that she had was going to be taken away from her and not even in a legal way, you were supposed to finish high school and then get married before her sister did, but now it was not going to be possible.

YUNA

For the past years, you had learn a lot of things about Yuna. She was the most kindhearted and brave person you had ever met, she was selfless but never let anyone step on her and she would protect her loved ones without thinking about the consequence.

She had got in trouble with the Peacekeepers a couple of times for stealing or covering you because you had stolen something and she had some scars to prove it, but she didn’t care and she always told you she would do it again because she was your best friend and that’s what they do.

In return you helped her treat her wounds, your aunt was the unofficial doctor in the District, and she had taught you a lot of things about sickness and remedies that she had learned with your grandmother. Your family was full of “doctors” and you were well known around the District, every citizen who was sick or had suffered from an accident went straight to your aunt, and when she was not home you were the one who helped them even if you didn’t have the same experience as her.

It was late in the night when you heard something hitting your window, you let it pass thinking it was just a fallen branch but when it happened again and again you decide to check on it. You opened the window to look outside when suddenly something hit you in the eye “Oh my god, I’m so sorry Y/N!” you heard someone say and you recognized the voice instantly.

“It’s fine,” you said rubbing the sore spot, you walked downstairs and opened the door for her to come in “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep thinking about tomorrow” she answered. Tomorrow, the reaping day, The Hunger Games. You knew how much Yuna feared the 4th of July, you always told her nothing was going to happen to her and until know nothing has happened, that’s why she was at your door at 1 in the morning, looking for your comfort.

“Do you want to take a walk? Clear your mind?” you asked and she nodded “Okay, just let me grab a coat and an ice.” After you grabbed those things you and Yuna started your walk, wandering lonely and dark streets. “Tell me how you feel.”

She sighed “I’m scared, I don’t want to be chosen, I don’t want to die.”

You grabbed her hand and gave her a squeeze “You are not going to die, and you are not going to the games, I feel it in my heart”

She smiled “I always trust your heart. I don’t trust mine though” she mumbled the last part.

“What did you say?”

“Nothing” she said quickly, you frowned at her actions but you didn’t have time to say anything because soon Yuna’s mom found the both of you and took her daughter home.

The next day the both of you were lining up with the other kids. The tall girl lifted her hand to her mouth and started bitting on her nails, you noticed this and took her hand in yours sending her a comforting smile. The moment of picking the tributes arrived, the woman at the front picked the paper and read the name “Shin Yuna” You felt Yuna tightening her grip in your hand and she turned to look your way with wide and teary eyes.

Then some of the Peacekeepers came walking in your direction grabbing her by the arms and you did the first thing you could think of “I volunteer as a tribute!” you shouted and all the people around turned to look your way

“Very well” The woman at the stage said “It seems we have a volunteer here”

The Peacekeepers holding Yuna let her go and then grabbed you “Y/N! What are you doing?!”

“I told you, didn’t I? You are not going to the games” you said letting the men take you.

Yuna watched you go tears leaving her eyes, she had always got in trouble defending you and now you were doing the same, but this was so much worse. She could handle a few hits, but you were going to The Hunger Games, there was less than a 5% of probability of you getting out of there alive, she should have trusted her heart and told you everything she felt, now she was going to wait and hope you came back.

#gg imagines #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #girl group reactions #girl group x reader #itzy reactions #itzy imagines #itzy #itzy x reader #itzy lia #itzy chaeryeong #itzy yeji #itzy yuna #itzy ryujin #c4llezz

[vilsdeskneighbor]

Vil went to Playful La- Disneyworld this past week!

full adventure story + more photos under the cut!

DAY ONE!

Vil's first stop was Magic Kingdom! his special Mickey ears (that matched mine! my friend's mom made them for all of us c:) have 3 paper apples still on at this point.

seeing those apples reminds him of someone!

Haunted Mansion! he felt like he was being slapped, somehow...

he met up with Floyd and Grim on this day too!

DAY TWO & DAY THREE!

today and tomorrow, Vil goes to Epcot! his photographer damaged her nails the previous day so they're not as nice in future photos. Vil still has two paper apples.

in the Shaftlands!

he then ran into a kind princess who loved his special ears. Vil's photographer took a lovely photo of them together.

he ate lots of yummy food at Epcot!

ah, they have pins of The Seven here!

it was hard for the photographer to get good photos at night, but a certain someone also showed up during the light show! (my mom screamed "THERE'S THE QUEEN!! GRAB VIL!!!" lol)

unfortunately, Vil's ears started to tear around this time and he lost another apple, so the ears had to be taken off sometimes.

he rode lots of rides the next day! also had fish & chips and was reminded of Riddle!

DAY 4!

Vil had a lot of fun, but he was a bit lonely. his photographer went to an anime shop that had a lot of Twisted Wonderland merch and saw two people there who wanted to tag along (they had dorm Epel but not dorm Rook, so I picked different outfits for each and went off which ones had the cutest expressions haha)

so they had a sleepover! and tomorrow everyone heads to Hollywood Studios together c:

DAY 5!

they had fun! tumblr only allows for 30 photos, but I have a lot more over on my twitter if you'd like to see more!

each of them got a bite of the Mickey pretzel.

the waterfall was beautiful, so Rook asked the photographer for a photo.

Vil heard there was a show about the behind-the-scenes of movie sets, so HAD to see it.

and Epel had BBQ in Toy Story land! at one point, he ate so much his mouth came undone. his photographer freaked out and ran to a store because they have scissors. they did surgery on an apple.

on the final day, every boy got a Mickey beignet! <3

thanks for reading! I was honored to do the story of Mr. Schoenheit's trip for The Tumblr News! as I said earlier, there's more on my twitter! there's also some good non-nui photos of the trip there if you'd like to see c:

when I met up with my friends, I got the Vil and Azul nendoroids one of them set aside for me, so I'll take photos of those sometime as well!

hope everyone else had a good week too and I hope this can bring a smile to all the Vil/Pomefiore fans out there!

#vil schoenheit #twst #twst nui #I had a fun time with my family and friends! #what great timing with Playful Land though hahaha

[unstableblond]

story time about how my older sister is a horrible person lol

my sister was always irresponsible and never really cared about anything other than MEN

she literally abandoned her children because of men because her life was destroyed by herself because of this obsession with men, and the funny thing is that all the men she ever dated were all insane and just as broke as she was

her daughter's father took his daughter to live with him because my sister was clearly not a good mother, there was even one time when she went out drinking and trying to k herself while her children were with her, which is completely crazy and disgusting of her!! she literally didn't even care about the trauma it caused her children and all this because of a damn man

i remember the night i took care of my cousin and it broke my heart to see her crying and i spent the whole time trying to calm her down..and it makes me angry how she was taken away from us..she was not only a cousin but also a best friend to me

in the final months of 2021 i found out that my sister's boyfriend hit her and i knew this only because i heard her conversation with my mom, my blood started bubbling when i heard this and i wanted so bad to destroy this guy..she broke up with him later and then one day we had a conversation together and she swore to me that she would never go back with that man but at the same time she said that she missed him ugh i said it's normal to feel attached to a person but no matter what she shouldn't get back together with him, she promised me, but a while after that i found out that she got back together with him AND IT MADE ME SO INSANELY ANGRY i swear!! i never felt so mad as i felt that day.. but she is an adult woman and we cannot control her choices but only advise so there was nothing we could do..i told to mom that if my sister wants to keep that monster then ok but i didn't want her to bring that monster close to our family and she agreed but after a few months my mother and i moved to a new address and guess what 💀 she came to my new house to help and brought that damn man and I literally freaked out and started screaming saying a lot of things to him and her

i screamed loudly that i didn't want him in my house or near my family or i would report him to the police for abusing my sister and this bastard left with my sister who got mad at me for literally making getting mad at her for getting back together with her abuser 💀 she really thought i would be smiling, jumping, and dropping flowers when i see that she was back with her abuser bffr

she has stolen money from my mom many times throughout her life without even asking permission and she always did that with my mom's clothes too

in addition to dating broke and unstable men, she tries to bring them into our lives to become our problem too because she wants to destroy our lives just like she did with her own

we don't want to meet your new boyfriends who literally always have the same pattern among themselves and always end in the worst way possible so stop bringing them to our homes girl

she thinks she's always right and when someone scolds her for her behavior she acts like she's 14 it's funny how pissed off she gets because we're always right and she's wrong but she doesn't accept that

at the beginning of the pandemic, she literally moved to live with us and her damn boyfriend, a different man than the one i mentioned minutes ago, but he was as sh*t as any other man she had ever dated..and it was literally a big hell in our lives having to put up with her and her boyfriend plus she also had her other two children living with us in a house that wasn't even that big 💀 every day i woke up and wished i was de@d because living there was unbearable

this guy was very obese, in addition to being obese he also had problems with his legs and had to walk with the support of something

i was so stressed out that he was always walking around at the speed of a turtle and i couldn't even walk past him because his body was LITERALLY taking up all the space there was

she had to bring her damn man with her to destroy our lives for a whole 1 or 2 years

the craziest thing of all is that my mom had to work and pay for everything for my sister and her useless boyfriend who did nothing but lay around

and in the end even though he could barely move he cheated on her and that makes me laugh every time i remember it

she even dated a guy who destroyed her entire house, tried to str@ngle her and even threatened her and brought him into our house putting us at risk because this guy was literally insane and could k us all because of her

i know that after i'm no longer here she or her children may try to defame me to make me look like a horrible person just to alleviate their mistakes that are being exposed by me rn lol i just want to make it clear that if you say anything bad about me and make up lies i swear i will come back as a vengeful spirit and ruin each and every one of your lives (oops i forgot..her life is already ruined lol but maybe i can make it worse) we all know you are a liar and a terrible person and unfortunately your children are the same, don't try me girl.

[baby-yaga]

yesterday, post burial, on our way back to the church to grab a plant, my mom told me, "love him for who he was, dont hate him for who he wasnt. thats the best way to go through life without baggage." and i get where she was coming from, but i dont think thats right.

sometimes people say that the opposite of love isnt hate, its indifference. i did love my dad. i also hated him. they never cancelled each other out. i can love him for his warmth, his humor, his intelligence, his gregariousness, and still hate him for his absence, the abuse, the neglect, how he gave so much of himself to everyone else but his 3 children.

im haunted by my mom telling me that my dad once told her, "if i knew then what i know now, we never wouldve gotten divorced." i cant even picture what that wouldve been like. there was a brief period after my dad left his late wife, where he was living with us again. my parents werent together, it was basically a roommates situation, and in all honesty it was the best part of my teen years.

we had all been through a lot. his late wife was abusive to pretty much everyone in her life, except when she was passed out on oxy. i was deeply resentful of my dad remaining married to her despite how horribly she treated my brother and i, and also him. when she passed away, we were all having dinner with my sister, and when my dad told trey and i what happened, i think it was really shocking to him that we looked at each other, and replied, "good."

but when he lived with us again, it was weird, but it wasnt bad. i liked having him around all the time. i liked getting to spend time with him for real. he picked me up from school, we ate dinner together, watched movies, i started going to the gym with him. we were living together when i went on my first date ever. we were living together when i came out to him. we were living together when i tried to kill myself.

but it didnt last forever. he moved in with a new girlfriend eventually. he kept it a secret, so when he moved in without telling me before hand, i was so mad. i wouldnt go over to their place, a duplex that was less than 5 minutes from our house. i wouldnt meet his girlfriend. i think i was hurt beyond words that he was breaking up our family again, but i didnt realize that until just now.

he tried to force it one night, wanted to ground me if i didnt come. we got into a tug of war match over my laptop in the entry way. i was so frustrated, hurt, i felt so un-heard, i screamed, "i hate you! i never want to see you again!"

he looked surprised. then, he looked devastated. he put down my laptop gently on the entryway table, and left without a word.

he called that night, and explained himself. he said something like, "a friends son passed away recently. i just dont want to lose our relationship."

i said, "im sorry that happened, dad. but i wish you wouldnt try to make me feel bad just because you feel bad."

he replied, "so im just supposed to feel miserable by myself?"

i dont remember what i said exactly. it was something to the effect of, "fine! keep making everyone around you miserable, until you have no one around but yourself!" i slammed the phone down. this was in like, 2008 or so, so we still had a landline, lol.

we didnt speak for 2 weeks. he picked up my brother to come sleep at his place, didnt speak to me, and then would leave. i didnt know that what i wanted was for him to move back in for good. it wasnt reasonable, really. he wanted to date, i think he felt weird about it while living with my mother, and also he didnt have his own room, he was sleeping in a bunk bed with my brother. so i understand now why him moving out happened. but at the time i was so upset hed kept it a secret from me. i still think that was the wrong move. if hed been open about it, given me some time to adjust without springing it on me, it mightve gone a little smoother.

anyway, the night i spoke to him again. he was coming over to pick up trey again. i started crying and threw myself at him. i said i was sorry over and over. i missed him so much. i loved him so much. i just wanted him to be my dad again.

he just held me, and rocked me back and forth. he kissed the top of my head and said, "its ok, its ok." we stood like that for a long time, until i stopped crying. i met his new girlfriend that night. they showed me the room theyd prepared, a bed and everything, for my brother and i to share. it was the first time id ever had a place to stay at his house. before, i was sleeping on the couch, or, when my step-brother was in basic training, i got to sleep on his futon. it meant so much to me.

i miss him. ive missed him my whole life, it seems. missing him isnt new. but this is different. it feels like theres an empty pit inside of me that i was positive was bottomless, but its somehow gotten deeper.

#dead dad saga

[mad-maximoff]

𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

Sneak peek of my Elizabeth Olsen! X Original Character AU story coming on Wattpad. Maybe if you guys like it I’ll post the rest on here too!❤️

Summary: Addison Raye is tired of all the stereotypes surrounding how she should act/look like a lesbian. Her troubles at home made it hard for her to go out and socialize with certain crowds to find out what kind of woman she was. Until she came along. Until Elizabeth Olsen became interested in her. The dark brooding persona of her next door neighbour. Elizabeth was private and intimidating. It was a challenge for Addy. Addy wants to push every button she can get ahold of, but what if Addy pushes one too many of Lizzie’s buttons getting herself in a difficult situation.

Warnings: (The warnings are for the entire story not for this part/chapter) deep bdsm, bondage, language, domestic violence, alcoholism, strap use, electrostimulation, gagging, dom/sub relationship, humiliation, impact play, masochism, urophilia, voyeurism, facesitting, kidnapping.

**This part's warnings are language, light voyeurism and masturbation** really light at first lol 🫣😏

Word Count: 3,499

The rain was light tonight, the clock was saying 1:00 am but it felt like 5:00 pm. I had no clue why. I was overpowered with tremendous energy tonight. Cleaning the entire house, and organized my bedroom and the dry foods in the cabinet. Now, I was sweeping the kitchen and getting ready to mop. No matter the situation, I always have to listen to music. You can not see me doing anything without listening to music. My earphones are attached to me.

I was waiting for my mom. She was out with her friends again. Another party for the sixth time this week. Let's say she's an extrovert. In layman's terms, she's a drinker. For the 20 years, I've known her since that's all she was. She doesn't drink at home often, however. She said it's because she's not an alcoholic, though if you're partying every night getting blackout drunk. It means you are an alcoholic Sarah.

"Mary is the girl that I wanna kiss, She's got big red eyes and big red lips, She's got big sharp teeth and big fat hips."

I heard my voice and my song echoed throughout the hollow house. As I was crouched down pushing the dirt into the pan. I liked girls. I've never told anyone that until now. I wasn't that type of girl you know? I was on the cheer team, I almost became valedictorian if it wasn't for my average score on my math SAT, and I got a scholarship to NYU in the fall. I'm a writing major. I want to become a writer. Create my own realities and people. Choosing their fate. Getting lost in another world that is far different from my own. Anywhere is perfect than here.

"Honey, sugar plum! I'm home!!" My mother stumbled into the doorframe almost hitting the floor without the help of her other drunken disorderly friends carrying her to the couch. "We had so much fucking fun tonight! I danced on a table, Addy! Can you believe it!!" She slurred swaying her head in all sorts of directions. "Oh? Well, you're going to sleep good tonight then." I had to be careful about what I said around her. She was a very moody drunk. One minute she's squeezing my cheeks saying how adorable I am, to all of our good china pierced into the wall behind me trying to hit me.

I walked over to the couch, prompting a pillow underneath her head. Her friends were a rowdy bunch, screaming obscenities. Still clasping onto their drinks they swiped from the bar. "Your momma didn't tell you either she lap danced a server boy!" My mom's coworker exclaimed showing me what my mom did to that poor boy to her other friend. Gyrating her ass against her other coworker who I was getting the impression she didn't mind by the way she giggled to herself. They all continuously cackled to themselves reminiscing about their night. Making me never want to drink with them. Ever.

"Stop scaring the poor girl ladies. I think we overstayed our welcome." My mom's best friend and our neighbour Elizabeth shut the door behind her. She was quite a sight to see. Her short wavy hair was blonde now, it made her olive skin sparkle. She didn't have any kids like the rest. Her figure was slim yet had amazing light curves. Elizabeth's torso shape was a soft hourglass, hugging the velour red pantsuit around her lovely body. It didn't help her plunging neckline came above her belly button exposing her flawless diamond skin. The dark merlot belt around her hips was at the end of her neckline carving out her waist. Her exposed cleavage was noticeable but still held an element of class. Not like these other chicks around her, who'd whip out their tits if you asked. The only thing taking your eyes from venturing any lower was her dainty diamond necklace with a single red diamond on the end of the chain.

Her black platform heels were hidden underneath the long pantsuit peering out every graceful step she took. We were almost the same height. Though, she just had to be an inch taller than me. Her soft rose lips were painted with a dusty rose gloss. Her eyeshadow was a shade lighter than her pantsuit, it surrounded her entire eyelid smoking it all out in one coherent shade. The smoky effect made her green eyes pop even more. Especially more so since her gaze was directed at me. Oh shit! Look away!

"Well, well. You look like you were a very busy body huh Addy?" She stood in front of me tall. Her posture was amazing, and mine was somewhat getting better. Her expression was almost playful looking down at me. I felt embarrassed standing in front of Elizabeth in the ratty clothes I always wear to clean.

"Oh yes..um..I-I always stay up and wait for mom. I make sure she always gets home safe." I was stumbling over my tongue. Elizabeth was the only one to make me act this way. Like a force over me. "She should be so proud to have such a thoughtful daughter like yourself." Her hand extended out to me grazing my bicep. Her palm was warm. It warmed your entire body, being touched by her soft skin. Once her hand drifted away from you it felt as though she was still there. You could say I have a crush on Elizabeth Olsen. I've known her since I was 15 when she moved in next door. She and my mom were friends in college, they met before she had me of course. Though, they have driven apart because of different career paths. My mom worked as a paralegal for our hometown company of lawyers. As Elizabeth made it big, becoming a CEO of a major network company in Manhattan. Our small town was right outside New York.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Olsen. That means a lot to me." My fingers fumbled trying to remain calm while holding the dry mop head. My cheeks felt hot trying to stay calm to maintain eye contact with her. Her eyes closed beginning a deep laugh. Her soft unblemished hand touched her collarbone resting her fingertips gently on the bone.

"Not a lot will make you blush huh? And call me Lizzie. I think you're old enough now to do that." Elizabeth stepped another inch closer to me. Not drawing any attention to herself in our surroundings. She smelt like booze-filled cherries. A sweet musk. A contradiction I know but, she truly did. She smelt masculine and feminine.

I giggled quietly covering my mouth to hide my wavy teeth. Back when I was young, mom couldn't afford to fix my overcrowding. So now I'm burdened with the fact I'll never have straight, pearly-white teeth like Lizzie. My teeth were clean, yes, but we're human. Sometimes my ADHD made me forgetful.

"I'm not blushing Lizzie! Just had a lot of things going on. It's very warm in here." I pressed the back of my hand against my forehead, pretending to wipe the sweat off my brow noticing I was sweaty. My body pivoted around noticing the bucket in the sink was overfilled with soapy water. My senses completely forgot the task I was finishing when they initially came in. I almost blew up, I went to scurry over to the soap mess cursing under my breath. Which I do too much lately. Elizabeth laughed again following after me. Her shoulder connected to mine, becoming deaf with the sound of her heels against the floor. She turned off the faucet extending a dish towel to me.

"Sweet girl, I've known you since you were 15 years old. I can tell when I have you wrapped around my little finger." Lizzie's breath was hot on my ear. Her perfume was intoxicating, mixed with the liquor she drank lingering from her mouth. My mom and her friends didn't know about our disappearance from the living room. Frankly, if I was rebellious, my mother wouldn't have noticed me gone anyway. But unfortunately, I was never that type. I wish I was. I wish I was a little more dangerous. It just doesn't look fun from this side. The side of always holding my mom's hair in the toilet bowl. Or the side of pacing back and forth looking out the windows for her in the middle of the night. No daughter, no. No child should be an adult to their parent.

"Haha, you think you're funny huh?" My ratty shirt was too big for me. It was my dad's, I leaned on the kitchen sink letting the collar of the shirt fall to my shoulder. That enticed Lizzie. Her eyebrows perked up. Eyes looked down to my fuzzy socks and back up to my exposed shoulder.

"I'd like to think so, but you know Miss Addy. You're a hell of a lot funnier than me. So, tell me. Are you excited to go to university in the fall?" She rolled her velour sleeves up grabbing hold of the other side of the mop bucket and helping you dump some water out.

"Yes, I'm quite excited to start uni! Yet nervous, but hey, I guess everyone is when starting something new." You grabbed hold of the bucket throwing it to the ground, plunging the mop letting it soak. You didn't want to start cleaning while everyone was still here. Even though it would've been a good excuse for them to get the hell out. You noticed Lizzie stood stationary at the sink gripping the countertop with a tight grasp. She pushed her chest out leaning over the island while keeping her posture and head up straight.

"I wouldn't blame you, Addy. I too was quite nervous about starting university. That was until I met your mother and other people I've been friends with for a long time. You'll love it! You get to make so many new friends. Are any of your friends tagging along with you to NYU?" Her finger dragged along the granite countertop making a small squeak sound. "No, not really, after my junior year they all kinda dropped like flies. So I'm sorta going alone." That wasn't the real reason. The real reason all of my friends stopped hanging out with me was because they knew my secret. They knew I wasn't straight. Lizzie's brows furrowed softly tilting her head. "All alone? Not fully miss Addy. You're never alone." Lizzie made her way in front of me searching for my hand that rested against my thigh. Without breaking eye contact she found my pinky clutching on with her warm fingers. "I'm always here if you need me. You know where to find me, Addy Raye." Her other hand pointed out to the window above the oven, at her place.

"Thank you, Ms. Olsen." My chest felt heavy with every breath I took, the weight was becoming more apparent. My stomach was hollow, with a sensation of something moving around playing a game of pinball up to my ribs. Are these butterflies? Am I getting butterflies for Elizabeth? Really? Wow, she's right. I am wrapped on her finger. Like a stupid puppy.

Her hand dragged down my pinky tracing her thumb down to my nail letting go. She giggled under her breath shielding her mouth was her hand. Her laugh was perfect even. Her laughs were higher than her natural low vocal tone as her chest perked out simultaneously. "Anytime cutie-pie. Again, call me Lizzie. I don't think you need to be formal with me any longer." Lizzie whipped her short champagne hair away from her cheek showing off her unpierced ear. I have a lot of piercings. I got them after high school. I thought it would be a new freedom. Lizzie was the first person to show them off. My mother didn't care, it was my money. I had one on either side of my nose and my septum, I had 8 in each ear. 8 rings going up from my lobe and my belly button. Plus 2 secret piercings Lizzie or my mom doesn't know about. God, I wish I can show Lizzie where.

"Oh..right! I'm sorry. It's hard to break that habit." My hand landed on my head running my hand through my black pixie cut. It was still new because where they took the razor it felt like peach fuzz still. "It's okay. I'll let it go, this time. Next time. Not so much." She smirked taking a few steps away from me heading for the living room. "Ladies come on it's 2 am. We better get all of you home. We all have overstayed our welcome. Goodnight Sarah!" She grasped her purse from the table beside the door herding all the disorderly women out of our house. Before stepping out she turned her back once more locking her pale green eyes with mine. "Goodnight Miss Addy."

"Goodnight Lizzie!" I uncontrollably waved like an idiot. Or so I felt like one. Her figure turned dark walking out shutting the door behind her. The hollow feeling came back but it wasn't a good feeling this time. Something left with her. I want it back. I want her back in here with me. Just her and I. No one else.

I gawked over onto the couch where my mom was a drunk messy covered in sweat and runny makeup. Her fake lashes her not where they were supposed to be as she passed out into a deep sleep. Oh well, I'm leaving you there. I dried the soaked mophead beginning to mop the front door to the living room and finishing off in the kitchen. I made my way to the island in the middle of the kitchen where the sink resided, it caught me off guard. The smell. Boozey cherries again. It was Lizzie. "Fuck Addy-..." I sighed exhaling out. I couldn't get enough of her. She was so sweet hell, she was so hot. It was a classic trope. The dyke is in love with her next-door neighbour. It's a cliche.

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I was done cleaning for the night. Finally. It was 3 am now, which meant both me and mother will be sleeping in. As usual, but, it was summer break and I don't start my new job until Thursday. I stripped out of my gross cleaning clothes into a white tank top with no pants. My room was weirdly built. The ceiling goes into an angle on one side not giving me much wall space. The only way my bed sat coherently was beside the window horizontally. It stood on a bed frame but I had no headboard. Beside my bed, lay the numerous amounts of books stacked beside the wall. It would have been too big for the room. My room was covered in tapestries and leaves. Cute little fairy lights strung up around my ceiling never turned off. I slept with them on. I always had a candle or sensy going to hide the smell of mom smoking cigarettes in the rest of the house. I wanted to make my room my safe space. It was my safe space. My phone connected to my tiny speaker on the windowsill, I didn't have any curtains. No one can see me on the second level. My window was off too, it wasn't high up. It was low, my mattress was right below the border of the window itself. I didn't care, the only person who can probably see me was Elizabeth. Her bathroom window was positioned the same as my window. All her lights were off. I couldn't tell if it was the light from my room or the moonlight, all I could see is the pearl white of her freestanding bathtub. I couldn't get Lizzie out of my head. The way she acted, the way she walked. Moving so confidently. Her body was immaculate. I wish I was alone with Lizzie; just one night. I'd love to push her red pantsuit off her shoulders to touch her bare skin. I bet she's warm. Just her and I wrapped in each other, her perfume filling the room. I laid myself into my bed with my sheets shifting around my kneecaps. I couldn't stop thinking about the things I do to her. What I would let Elizabeth do to me. I'd let her do anything to me.

I didn't realize my hand had sunk under my pink panties gently circling my clit. I was becoming wet fast. The fabric of my panties was sticking to my core creating a spot on the cotton. The hollow feeling in my stomach was rushing out of my body. My middle finger dove deeper running through my folds vertically. I touched myself regularly though, tonight. This is the first time I've touched myself thinking about Elizabeth. I'd usually watch porn to get myself off. But tonight I didn't need any help. It felt different too. It didn't feel rushed or wrong. It was soft and strong. My sensitivity was boosted to 100. My breathing was erratic, I couldn't handle my breathing. I tried to stay quiet though it was not that easy once I stuck my finger into my center. I shut my eyes lifting my head back. I rode my finger. Imagine it isn't my finger, it's hers. It's Lizzies. Her voice rang throughout my mind.

"Miss Addy..."

"All alone?.."

"I can tell when I have you wrapped around my little finger..."

"Awe fuck!-..." My jaw clenched sucking air through my teeth. A deep moan let out of my lungs. My mind was racing. My thumb lay on my clit with my middle finger still inside me. It twitched uncontrollably. My thumb had a mind of its own. In my dim room, I picture Lizzie on top of me, letting me ride her fingers. Her smile was wide, her laugh was how she always laughed. Her messy blonde hair hovered above me around her face. Her skin was glowing. Thinking about her was way better than watching porn. Far better. The wind blew in from the window. My head turned to the right watching the trees across the street blow friskily. My eyes went to Lizzie's bathroom again before they returned to staring at the tapestries on my ceiling. I sensed I was cumming. It felt like I was on a cliff ready to fall off. I remained thinking about Lizzie, now, thinking about her head between my thighs. My butt shifted prompting myself sitting up. My elbow held me up behind my back. "Aw...Lizzie..." I softly moaned out thinking someone was in the room. Even though no one was there. I wish there was. I wish Lizzie was touching me. Making me cum. She'd probably do better than me. The thought of her soft skin made me go over the edge. I came rather hard. I've never came without help. It felt amazing that I didn't need my phone to do everything for me. I slipped my finger out of my rubbing my folds riding my high out.

I saw something move in Lizzie's bathroom. I thought maybe it was a curtain or toilet paper moving from the wind.

Wait..wait..what? My dream came true. Scared me, but it came true. Someone is watching.

In the dark of the bathroom, Elizabeth sat sitting hunched over on the ledge of the bathtub. Her elbows rested on her thighs. Her one hand was holding her jaw, her other hand was in front of her mouth. Her thumb glided on her bottom lip. I couldn't tell if it was Lizzie for sure. I guessed just by the fact that no one else lives with her. I could tell also in the shadow was the outline of her short hair. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How long was she watching me? Did she hear me say her name? Fuck! What do I do?

My body froze. My eyes were still locked on her. I quickly flipped over onto my side pretending to fall asleep. I tried to discreetly pull my blankets up above my shoulders. "Just go to sleep. It's not real. That wasn't her. It was just a shadow." I whispered trying to calm myself down. It didn't help. I was tried, but I was startled at the same time. I was drifting off to sleep clearing out my mind of the thought that Lizzie was watching me touching myself. It was quiet, the only sound I heard was the rain starting to fall and my soft music playing quitely. I heard rustling thinking maybe it was mom getting up going to bed.

My brain was just about the shut off until I heard a quiet laugh behind me. With the sound of the window being shut.

Shit!

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Earth Kills

TWs: Angst, Death, Mentions of death

A/N: Hey guys, this chapter is kinda boring but I had so much fun writing the cave scene and the whole Y/N’s backstory was so hard to write because it’s LITERALLY PURE ANGST. Also I feel like all the characters are out of character in this chapter, I don’t know maybe it's because I've litterally wrote all of it tonight from 12 a.m. to 4 a.m. (So forgive me if there are any mistakes but I'm too tired to check for them again lol.) Well, tell me what you think!

The following nights weren’t as peaceful as the first one. Jasper’s moans were killing everyone in the camp. Some delinquents tried to threaten to kill him if he didn’t shut up, so Clarke decided that only a few people could get near him. Y/N spent all the past nights and days trying to help her to medicate Jasper's wounds but judging by his groans nothing changed from when they found him. 

“Hey, how is it going?” She asked the blonde, who was focused on applying a weird looking pomade on Jasper’s chest. “His pulse is three eighty.” She replied. 

Y/N didn't know if it was a good or a bad thing but judging by Clarke’s face it was bad. 

“I need clean water.” Clarke stated. “I’ll get it for you, don’t worry.” Y/N replied, not standing to be in that damn room for another minute. Clarke just nodded so Y/N exited the room without any other word. Things were still tense between them, she realized as she made her way out the drop ship. Her eyes started burning for the daylight and her head spinned like crazy. She really needed to sleep a few hours if she wanted to keep helping Jasper. Y/N sighed before taking a buck of water as she looked around, noticing that no one was asleep, probably due to Jasper’s groans. She was going to get back in the drop ship when she heard someone’s screams. She instantly dropped the buck and ran to the source of the screams. The screams were getting louder as she felt the panic rising in her chest. Maybe someone got hurt, she thought as she kept running, trying to find the screaming delinquent. She frantically turned around. Was she going insane and started to hear voices? Just as she was going to get back to the bucket, the person shot another loud scream, and this time it was clear that it came from the woods. Y/N started running again, this time faster, but the scene in front of her eyes made her stop in her tracks. 

It was just Charlotte who was having another nightmare, Y/N realized with a relieved sigh. “Hey, wake up. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s just a dream.” Y/N tried to reassure her. Charlotte opened her tears filled eyes to look up at Y/N, who was staring back at her with a compassionate face. “What was it about?” She softly asked as she sat down next to her. “It’s… my parents. They were floated and they… and I see it in my dreams and I just…” Charlotte sobbed. 

Y/n felt guilt thinten in her throat. That child was too young, too innocente, to have nightmares about something this big. The fact that probably her father was the one who pushed the button that sucked the air out of those poor people’s throats just made it worse. 

“I get it. My mom got floated too when I was young.” she admitted. No one except Wells and Clarke knew that. And her father too, since he was the one who floated her. “Sometimes I get nightmares too, you know?” She continued. Charlotte was now staring at her with wide eyes. “It’s ok, it gets better as time passes.” She concluded, hugging her thigh. “How is that boy? The one that Clarke keeps in the dropship?” Charlotte asked. “He’ll recover. He his a fighter, we all are.” Y/N replied with a sad smile before looking up at the sky. The Ark was going to pay for what they did to them, she thought. “I probably should get back to work if we want to sleep next night.” She said, “Are you going to be okay by yourself?” Charlotte just nodded, looking away. It must be thought to be so little yet so alone, Y/N thought.

 “Hey, we’ll go hunting later, wanna join?” She asked. Charlotte looked up at her with a surprised smile, 

“But Bellamy said that only the strongest can go in the woods.” “You are strong Charlotte, stronger than those assholes. Plus we have knives and I have a bow if we meet something dangerous.” Y/N playfully said, “I’ll be right back ok? I just have to bring Clarke some water and check on Jasper, then we’ll go.” she concluded.

Ok!” Charlotte said with a huge smile before quickly hugging her “Thank you Y/N!” “No problem Charlotte.” She replied with a smile. 

Then she started walking towards the dropship, refilling the bucket that she dropped before. She could hear Jaspers moan from outside, she realized with a shiver. It was getting harder and harder to keep Jasper alive, she thought while she returned inside the drop ship. Immediately the smell of blood and alcohol filled her nose, making her want to throw up. She ignored the disgust and entered the room where Clarke was trying to save Jasper's life. “Hey, here’s the water.” She said, handing her the bucket. Clarke just nodded before wetting a cloth in it and putting it on Jasper’s forehead. “Press it here, it should cool his fever.” She instructed Y/N. Then she started working again on his wound, causing Jasper to let out a loud scream that made Y/N flinch a little. 

She hated hospitals and blood, she always has. Clarke instead was a natural doctor, causing everyone around her to be proud of the prodigy she was. 

Y/N used to be jealous of her talent, back when they were friends in the Ark and when everything was okay. She even learnt something about medicine too, nothing too hard, just how to apply bandages and how to recognize what was wrong with someone, just to not feel like a total failure as a daughter and as a human being in general. But of course it didn’t help. Nothing about Y/N was admirable, nor as a child nor as an adult.

However now she was glad to not be the one who operated on Jasper’s chest, just by watching Clarke’s hands covered in his blood she felt the urge to throw up. She watched Jasper as he contorted in agony and screamed again. She wasn’t exactly his friend but she really hoped that he’d heal soon because he seemed an amusing kid.

“Hey, what are you doing with him? Let him go!” A voice suddenly screamed. Octavia entered the room like a fury, Bellamy following her. 

She started to run to Jasper but Y/N stopped her.

“No Octavia stop! Clarke is saving him.” She screamed, her voice full of desperation, “She’s saving his life.”

Octavia watched the girl in front of her and for the first time she saw a human, not a death machine ready to rip everyone’s heads off. And that was enough to make her take a step back. 

But of course Bellamy didn't care, “She can’t, the kid is a lost cause.”

“Sorry if Jasper is an inconvenience to you but we aren’t on the Ark anymore, here every life matters and I can assure you that Clarke can save him.” Y/N replied, eyeing Clarke.

“We just have to remarginate his wound and to not make him bleed to death.” She explained, her eyes not leaving Jasper, who let out another loud groan. Immediately Y/N knelt next to him, trying to calm him down by putting the wet cloth on his forehead. 

Bellamy studied her unusual caring action as she brushed some of Jasper’s hairs away from his forehead,  before tearing his eyes away from her. Maybe she wasn’t a total basket case, he thought, maybe she just didn't like him. 

“He’s been like this for three days, if he doesn’t get better tomorrow, I’ll kill him myself.” He stated before turning to Octavia 

“Let's get out of here, this air is killing me.” He said to her. 

“No, I want to stay here with him.” she shot back. 

Bellamy just scoffed before walking out the drop ship. Just as he did Clarke let out a shaky breath and moved her hairs behind her ears. 

“Hey, take a break. We’ve got this.” Y/N softly spoke to her, eyeing Jasper who now was asleep. Clarke looked up at Y/N, surprised. “Okay I guess, just call me if he wakes up.” She said. Y/N just gave her a nod and a small smile before turning back at Jasper. 

Octavia watched cautionally Y/N as she cleaned Jasper’s sweaty face. She didn’t really understand her but it’s not like she hated her like the rest of the delinquents. She actually thought she was pretty cool, all thought she tried to hide her opinion in case Bellamy would find out. She couldn’t understand her behavior though. The way she snapped sometimes and the way her eyes burned with hate always made Octavia rethink if she was a good person or not. But she helped with her wound the other day and she seemed nice to her few friends, so she had a heart and feelings, she thought. And the way she was helping Jasper was too caring for a psychopath.

Octavia wanted to thank her for cleaning up her leg, which worked since she could walk much better now, but didn’t have the guts to do it. Maybe it was because Bellamy pretty much hated her or maybe it was because she seemed to be a lunatic sometimes, but Octavia was afraid that she would make things worse between her and Bellamy’s clique if she said something.

“Hey wanna switch?” Y/N broke the awkward silence between the two of them. 

Of course she noticed Octavia eyeing her but she didn't pay much attention to it, her mind already full of other thoughts. 

She was thinking about her talk to Charlotte about her parents and the way they died. She was trying to remember them, maybe she had seen them getting executed, she thought. 

She remembered almost everyone she watched dying by her father’s hands. Her dad was a cold hearted man, everyone knew it. He was always willing to do whatever it took to save humanity. 

But no one knew how harish he could be. No one except Y/N. He wasn’t really a bad father but in Y/N’s mind he was a coward. He did horrible things in the name of justice, he claimed. Thanks to his justice she grew up watching people die in front of her. “That’s why you must behave Y/N, because otherwise you’ll end up just like them.” She could still hear his father's voice as she silently cried while people begged for mercy. Yes some of them did really sick things but others just stole a blanket or some food for their sick childrens. 

She still remembered his face when he pushed the button that ended her mothers life. It was the only execution that he forbidden Y/n to see. But of course she did not obey. She wanted to see with her eyes how much of a coward her dad could be. 

But as he watched his face, she didn't see a coward, just a hurt man. 

The slightest relationship they had broke that day. She became more insufferable, more rebellious. And he became more strict and more distant. She liked to remind him how he killed her mother every time they had an argument and he felt his cold heart breaking every time he replied that she would die the same way if she didn’t learn to behave. 

“I wonder if you’ll push the button that kills me just like you did to mom. That would bring you more satisfaction than having me as a daughter ever did.” She always shot back, hiding the tears that pooled in the corners of her eyes. “Probably it would because that would mean that I did the right thing.” He always replied, trying to not sound as heartbroken as he was.

Y/N could still feel those tears trying to come out as she remembered her dad and how she sent her to die. He probably still thinks he did the right thing, she thought with a bittersweet smile. It’s not that she missed him, they didn’t ever stand each other, but she missed the way they could have been. She always felt jealous of Clarke or Wells for having such great dads. Clarke's father died so she could have a future and even though Wells’s father was the Chancellor, it was obvious to Y/N that he cared about his son, despite his title. 

So why didn’t her dad love her? Maybe she was the problem, maybe she was the reason her father hated her so much. 

It would've made sense, Y/N thought, since there wasn’t exactly someone who cared about her. But it was okay, because like she already said she didn’t care about anyone either. 

But then she looked down at Jasper and she thought about Clarke or Wells or Charlotte, and she realized that it wasn’t true, that she did care about some people. 

And that was what scared her the most. 

Octavia's eyes studying her snapped her out of her trance. She had to get out of that room, she thought, the small room was getting too small for her likings. 

“Hey wanna switch?” She asked her.

“Are you sure?” Octavia replied reluctantly. 

“Of course”, Y/N replied, “Here.” She said, handing her the wet cloth. 

Octavia studied her for a few seconds before accepting the cloth. She could’ve sworn that she saw Y/N almost crying while she watched her before, but it was probably just the lighting. The second she took the cloth Y/N jumped up, walking towards the door. “Where are you going?” Octavia asked. 

“I’ve got stuff to do. Plus this room smells really bad.” She said, stopping for a second at the doorway, “Tell Clarke that I’m with Charlotte if she needs help.” She added.

“Okay.” Octavia replied, “Thanks for helping me the other day by the way.” She said as she turned around. But Y/N was already gone.

“I was starting to think you ditched me.” Charlotte said as she watched Y/N make her way towards her. “Over a hospital room with a dying oy? No thank you." Y/N said, “So, are you ready for our adventure?” She asked with a smile. Charlotte enthusiastically nodded, causing Y/N to laugh. 

Then they started to move towards the woods, looking for something to hunt. Not that Y/N expected to find something, she just wanted to entertain Charlotte. The only thing that they found were some berries, which were poisonous, as Y/N explained to Charlotte. 

“You see, you can recognize if something is poisonous or not based on its color and form. For example, white, yellow and green berries are usually poisonous. Sometimes the poisonous berries have bright colors like bright red, but sometimes they could be edible. That's why it’s important to learn the different types of berries.” Y/N explained as they kept walking in the deep forest. 

Charlotte carefully listened to her, truly enchanted by Y/N’s knowledge. She wasn’t old enough to attend Earth Skills on the Ark so Y/N was her only source of information. Plus it was nice to walk around the forest without being afraid of grounders or dangerous animals. “And what are those?” Charlotte asked the older delinquent. 

“I think you’ve found wild strawberries.” Y/N announced with a proud smile. “You can eat them if you want.” She said before putting one in her mouth. Charlotte looked at the girl and once she understood that they were safe she started eating them voraciously. 

Damn, she was so hungry, she realized as the delicious fruits met her mouth. 

“You want some?” She asked Y/N, with her mouth still stuffed. “No thank you kid, I’ve already eaten.” She replied. It was a lie, but Charlotte needed food more than she did, Y/N thought.  They kept walking for a while but then they saw a wild boar running away from something. The sounds of loud footsteps made both the girls freeze in panic as they hid behind a tree. Y/N drew the knife from her belt and covered Charlotte's mouth, who was crying. 

“I’ll be right back.” She whispered to the young girl before skeaking out of her hiding place. She was gripping the knife so hard that her kunickle were white and she was sweating as she tried to reach the footsteps but a noise made her turn around to the tree where Charlotte was standing a second ago. 

She was gone, Y/N realized. Fear started to grow inside of her, if that kid got hurt in any way she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. She quickly ran to the tree, trying to find Charlotte. But she wasn’t anywhere. 

The sound of voices made Y/N turn around and before she could even realize it she was running towards them. She didn't care that it was a dumb plan, she needed to find Charlotte more than anything. When she saw a glimpse of her blonde hair she started running even faster, fearing that the voices might reach them faster than she could. 

“Charlotte!” She steamed, grabbing her arm and pulling her away from the axe that flew just a couple of centimeters away from her head and hit the tree behind them. Y/N nocked an arrow before stepping out from behind the tree where she and Charlotte were standing and the little girl followed her.. 

“What the fuck just happened?” A boy asked. Y/N immediately retired, her back resting against the tree. 

“There was someone running.” She heard a too familiar voice reply. It was Bellamy and his dumb minions, she recognized with an annoyed sigh. They almost got killed by those assholes, she thought. Y/N turned to Charlotte to ask her if she was ok, but she realized that she was still standing in the middle of the trees. 

“Who the hell are you?” Bellamy asked her. 

“I’m C-Charlotte.” The poor girl replied. “What are you doing out here? I almost killed you.” The boy replied. “She’s with me.” Y/N said with a sigh, walking towards them. “Great.” He murmured under his breath. “Well she shouldn’t be here, This place it’s dangerous for a little girl and you know it.” He replied “I’m not little.” Charlotte hissed. A proud smile flashed on Y/N’s lips as she watched the girl in front of her finally standing up for herself. Bellamy shot Y/n a confused look before she replied, “You heard her, she’s not little. Plus we need food and you are too loud, could hear you from meters away.” She said.

“Whatever, bring her back to the camp.” He replied, clearly annoyed. 

“No, I want to stay.” Charlotte replied, eyeing Y/N, who nodded in approval at her. 

“Fine.” He huffed, “Ever killed something before, Charlotte?” He asked with a smirk. Charlotte just nodded while Y/N rolled her eyes, 

“So she can’t step out of the camp but you are okay with her killing something?” She asked in disbelief. “Since like you said she’s not little she can help us hunt.” He replied with a victorious grin, “Got any problem with it?”

But before she could even answer a loud horn echoed in the forest. The delinquents exchanged confused looks. “What the hell was that?” A boy asked. “Maybe it was just the wind…” Bellamy said, clearly not believing his own words. “Are you stupid? Wind doesn’t sound like that.” Y/N replied with a scoff. “Yeah? Since when are you an expert?” “It doesn’t take an expert to state that that sound wasn’t fucking wind.” The two of them were too focused on arguing to realize that the forest was now deadly silent. “Hey, look!” someone pointed at something coming from afar. It was fog, yellow fog. Y/N looked around, there wasn’t any animal around them. Then she looked up and saw birds flying in the opposite direction. “Something isn’t right…” She murmured. “What do you mean?” Bellamy asked her but she didn’t answer him. Instead she made a step forward the strange fog, gesturing to Charlotte to stay with Bellamy and the others. She cautiously pulled a hand towards the haze but when she finally touched it her fingers started burning like crazy. It wasn’t just normal fog, it was acid fog. “Run! The fog it’s toxic!” She screamed before running towards Charlotte, grabbing her by the arm, “We have to go Charlotte! Let’s go now!” She yelled as Charlotte was standing still, clearly paralyzed. “Kane, we have to run away!” Bellamy screamed at her from afar. “She can’t move!” She screamed back, looking at Charlotte, who was frozen in fear. “Charlotte we have to go! The fog will kill you.” She kept repeating to the younger girl, holding her arms and shaking her. But her eyes were absent, she was clearly too afraid to understand anything. Suddenly she saw a pair of arms grab the girl. Y/N turned around just to see Bellamy lifting the girl up. “Let’s go!” He screamed at her. She just nodded as they kept running. “In here.” She yelled, pointing at a cave ahead of them. Bellamy shoved Charlotte in it before moving away, allowing Y/N to enter the cave. “Hey, where are you going?” She asked him. “I have to make sure they are okay.” He spoke firmly, all thought his eyes were full of fear. “No you can’t. The fog will kill you.” She said. 

Normally she wouldn’t care much, but he just saved her and Charlotte’s life so she felt obligated to save his. “I’m sure they are fine.” She added. “What if they aren’t?” He asked, still looking at the fog who was reaching them. “It doesn’t matter, getting yourself killed won’t help them.” She spoke as she watched him in the eyes. They both knew she was right. Bellamy sighed before following Y/N. Charlotte sobs broke the silence. Immediately Y/n hurried to her, kneeling so she could check if she had got hurt in any way, “Charlotte, what’s wrong? The fog got you? Did you get hurt?” She asked, looking for any bruise on her small hands and arms. “I’m sorry Y/N, I’m sorry but I couldn’t move.” She kept sobbing, “I’m so sorry that you almost got killed because of me.”

“It’s okay, I’m okay. I didn’t get hurt. We are fine.” She kept reassuring her. “Get some sleep ‘mkay? We'll probably have to stay here for a while.” She spoke. Charlotte nodded before shivering. She was cold, Y/N realized.

“Here.” She said, handing her her jacket. “T-thank you.” She responded softly. 

Bellamy awkwardly watched the two girls. Perfect, he thought, I’m stuck in a fucking cave with the psychotic bitch and her little clone. That’s how he explained the uncomfortable feeling growing in his chest. 

He didn’t know why he did it, why he saved Charlotte and consequently Y/N too. Maybe he was afraid to return with two corpses or maybe it was because Charlotte was too young to die that way. It didn’t matter tho, Bellamy thought, not anymore.

Now he was obligated to spend time with one of the people who hated him the most, he realized as he watched Y/N sharpening her arrows with her knife. A shiver ran down his back as he sat down on the opposite wall of the cave. 

His eyes shifted to Charlotte, who was now sleeping near Y/N with her head resting against the cold stone. It was getting colder, he thought. His eyes landed again on Y/N, who didn’t have her jacket and was probably freezing. 

Should he do a chivalry thing and give her his jacket? He asked himself. Maybe not, after all they weren’t exactly on good terms. Plus the girl in front of her surely wasn’t a damsel in distress, he thought. 

He studied her face, which was now contorted in a focussed expression. She had some dirt on her left cheek and her hairs were slightly curled, instead of straight like the day they landed. She had a bruise covering her chin, probably from the fight with Murphy. 

He still couldn’t comprehend how she beat him up as he watched the girl in front of him. She surely was more skilled than he thought, he said to himself as he watched her sharpening the arrows. He wondered when and how she learnt that. 

He rested his head against the wall while he watched her hands moving too fast for him to understand what she was doing. 

Charlotte moved in her sleep, causing Y/N to stop whatever she was doing to look at the young girl, her face completely morphing from a cold face to a caring one. When she understood that the kid was fine she returned to her cold expressionless face and started sharpening the arrows again. 

Bellamy still couldn’t help but wonder why Y/N cared so much for the little girl. Maybe it was because it was almost mathematic that the girl would die if she was alone, but something told him that it wasn’t the only reason.

A chough interrupted his thoughts, his eyes met Y/N’s who looked at him with a confused and slightly annoyed look. Damn, he got caught staring, he realized. 

He didn’t want to argue with her again, and Y/N seemed calm for once, which was weird. 

“Thank you for saving Charlotte’s life early by the way.” She said, studying him. 

The truth was that she didn’t understand why he did it, considering that by saving her he left one of his friends behind. She was grateful to him for saving them of course, but why was he keeping saving her life and then putting it in danger? It was starting to get on her nerves since there wasn’t really any way to pay him back except stopping him from killing himself early. 

She met his eyes aging, noticing that he was studying her back and causing her to shiver. He surely was an asshole and she hated him most of the time but he had to admit that he was rather actactive, especially without his stupid grin. She immediately shut that thought down. 

The close space was getting into her, she thought.

“And thank you for not making me jump in the fog. That wouldn’t have been a nice way to die.” He said with a cruckle. 

He was nervous, he realized. Nervous of what? He asked himself. She wasn’t going to kill him, it wouldn’t make sense. Maybe it’s because you are stuck in a relatively small room with a pretty girl, a small voice in his brain suggested. 

No way, he replied to himself. He slept with almost half of the girls in the camp, why would he get flustered just for being in the same place as a girl.

 And she wasn’t an ordinary girl, it was Y/N Kane, which isn’t pretty, he said to himself. Okay maybe she was objectively pretty, but not his type, he ascertained. Plus she was annoying and bossy and was part of the privileged. 

But as he met her eyes he couldn’t help but still feel a little nervous.

It was the close space, he stated to himself.

An awkward silence fell on the two delinquents as they kept studying each other, neither of them had the guts to speak up but that didn’t stop them from staring at each other. Charlotte shifted again in her sleep so Y/N focussed her attention on her instead. Thank god, Bellamy thought with a sigh. Y/N’s gaze was making him feel agitated, he thought as he let out another sigh. He had to get out of her room as quickly as possible, he realized. Y/N’s presence was tensing him up, and he couldn’t show it. He didn’t want her to get strange ideas.

Y/N was thinking the same thing as she returned to her place after checking on Charlotte. He was making her nervous, and she didn’t like being nervous. She decided that the situation wasn’t bearable anymore as she spoke, “When do you think we’ll be able to get out?” 

Bellamy was caught by surprise by Y/N’s words, but he was glad she was speaking because he couldn’t spend one more second with that awkward silence. 

“I don’t know, I don’t even know if it’s dark outside or not.” He said, “Probably it is since I can’t see anything.” He realized. 

Damn, they spent an entire afternoon in silence.

“Here.” Y/N said to him before making something roll over him.He caught the thing, which he happily realized was a torch. He turned it on, finally seeing things properly. Then he put it in the middle of the room, illuminating it whole. “It’s even smaller than I realized.” he spoke, looking around. 

“God I hate closed spaces.” Y/N said. “That’s something we can agree on.” He replied with a smile. 

It got easier from there. Y/N returned on her arrows and Bellamy returned to study her, this time more subtly. Now that there was light he could see her face properly. And it wasn’t such an awful view, he realized surprised. Her big eyes had dark circles around them and she was a little too pale, clearly she didn’t eat much since they landed, but she was still pretty, he thought. Still totally not his type by the way, but pretty. He watched her hands as they tied to laces together to make a string and she noticed that the knuckles of her left hand were bruised while the right hand was resting in her pocket. Weird, he thought. Why would someone use just one? Then it clicked. She burned her hand in the fog early, he realized. She kept it hidden for so long too. 

“Hey did you hurt?” He asked before he could even realize it. “Huh?” She replied confused. 

“Your hand. I thought that maybe you had hurt it before since you touched the fog.”

“It’s just a scratch, don’t worry.” She brushed it off. Normally she would’ve just told him to fuck off but she didn’t want to fight. She could feel his eyes staring at her before he said, “Here.” And handed her a small bottle of water, “Clean it up.” 

She murmured a thank you before ripping off a small piece of her shirt and poured some water on it. She hissed in pain as the water met her burned skin but tried to keep it as low as possible, not wanting to make a scene. Unfortunately for her Bellamy had an attentive ear and heard her. He immediately shifted by her side. “Can I take a look?” He cautionally asked. Maybe they weren’t biting their head off for once, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t snap at him. Y/N looked at him carefully before nodding. Bellamy gently took her hand in his, trying to not hurt her, as he examined it. It was red and probably hurt really bad but nothing too serious. “So, what’s the diagnosis doctor?” She asked with a smirk. 

“I think we’ll have to cut it off.” He replied, before tearing a strip of his jacket and carefully bandaging her hand with it. A shiver ran down his spine as their fingers briefly touched. 

“Thank you.” She softly said. It was the first time that she spoke in that way to him, usually she just yelled. He turned around, resting his back against the cold wall.

“Why are you actually being nice to me?” She suddenly asked. The question made him twist his head to look at her, but her eyes were focussed on the arrow in front of her. “I don’t know.” He admitted, “I just don’t want to spend the whole night arguing I guess.” He said. He didn’t know if it was actually the truth though. 

He knew that she was the enemy and that she hated him, but he surprisingly found her company not totally unwanted for the first time. 

“Why are you nice to me?” He asked back. “I guess for the same reason as you. Plus you saved my life twice so I’m kinda it owe to you.” She explained, “Don’t get used to it though.” She then said with a smirk.

 “I won’t.” He softly answered. Deep down he knew that friends were a luxury that he couldn’t afford if he wanted to escape his crime, especially with the Vice-Chancellor daughter. But it was nice to pretend that everything stopped just for a night.

“Are you tired?” He asked, but Y/N didn’t answer him. When he turned around to face her he realized that she was already asleep. He stopped a second, admiring her features before turning off the lights and trying to get some sleep too.

A high-pitched scream woke Bellamy up just as he finally was falling asleep. He opened his eyes and turned around, meeting Charlotte wide’s ones. “Hey what happened?” He asked her. Charlotte just murmured an apology as she uncomfortably shifted. The boy looked over to Y/N, who was still sleeping and he didn’t have the guts to wake her up, leaving him to do the babysitter duty alone. “Does it happen often?” He whispered to the young girl as he sat near to her. She just nodded. “You have to slay your demons kid…” He started to explain.

The morning came pretty fast and with that Bellamy’s annoying personality. “Kane get up. We have to go.” He said to the girl as he shook her shoulder. “Shut the hell up.” She murmured before finally getting up. Things got back to normal, they both realized as they made their way out the cave. Charlotte kept clinging to Y/N’s arm, probably afraid that the fog would return but lucky the forest seemed okay. 

The rest of the delinquents got out of their caves too. All except Atom. Y/N and Bellamy exchanged worried glances as they kept looking for him but no one could find him. 

Suddenly a loud scream filled the forest. Y/N ran towards the scream afraid of what could’ve happened. But nothing could have prepared her for the horrifying scene that her eyes met.

Charlotte was staring at a figure on the ground. It was Atom. And he was clearly badly injured. Y/N hurried over Charlotte, “Go back to the camp. Now.” She spoke. The delinquents started to gather around the limp body and as Y/N looked up she met Bellamy’s eyes. He was destroyed, she realized as she watched him looking at his friend. “Everybody go back to the camp!” She yelled. As the group left another group walked towards them. It was Clarke with Wells and Finn. 

“What happened?” The blonde asked in disbelief. 

“The fog got him.” Bellamy said with glossy eyes. Clarke then turned to Y/N who was examining the body. “Y/N? Is he going to make it?” She asked, panicking. The girl looked at Bellamy before meeting Clarke’s eyes and shaking her head. “K-kill m-me, ple…ase.” Atom breathed out. 

Clarke knelt next to him, pulling out a knife, but her hands were shaking too hard to precisely slit his throat. “I’ll do it.” Y/N said softly, “Bring her to the camp.” She said to Finn, who just nodded. 

Then she turned to Atom, who kept panting. “I’m going to help you, ok?” She said, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. Atom just nodded as Y/N pulled the blade closer to his throat. And then she pierced his throat, killing him instantly. 

She did it again. She killed someone again.

Bellamy watched the girl as she ended his friend’s life. He could never do that, he realized. Not after what he did to the Chancellor. He couldn’t kill another person. 

Atom was dead now, lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. It was his fault, he thought. He should’ve kept him safe. He should’ve protected him but he failed. He was a failure and now his friend is dead because of him. He watched Y/N, who was now blankly staring at the corpse in front of her. That was his fault too. She didn’t deserve to be traumatized just because he was a coward who couldn’t even mercy-kill. He watched as the girl suddenly got up and rushed towards the camp. He wanted to thank her but he wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do.

Y/N was going to puke as she watched her hands covered in Atoms blood. She saw Clarke trying to approach her but she simply walked away. She finally got to the water as she started to scrub off the blood from her hands. She killed someone. She ended a life. Again. After everything that happened she did it again. She felt nauseous as she climbed up her tree, not wanting to be bothered. She started to cry silently like she did for all those years. “Oh God forgive me… please forgive me…” She kept murmuring as she watched her hands. They were clean but there still was blood under her nails. Y/N hurried down just to puke as soon as she reached the forest. She fell down her knees, her head in her hands, 

“What the fuck is wrong with me.” She kept crying. It was the first time she cried in a really long time but it didn’t make her feel any better. 

After a solid hour spent crying in the woods she got back to the camp. 

“Hey Y/N are you ok?” Wells asked her with concern.

 “Yeah yeah I’m fine.” She lied, “What’s up?” She asked the boy. 

“You can’t believe what just happened.” He spoke happily. 

“You dug a grave?” Y/N confusedly asked. 

“No, better.” Wells replied full of enthusiasm, “Clarke knows! She figured out everything!” He finally answered. 

“Wow Wells, that’s awesome.” She said with a sad smile. 

“Y/N what’s wrong? You’re the one who insisted that Clarke needed to know the truth.” He asked with a worried look on his face. 

“No I… I just had a rough day, that’s it.” She said, eyeing at her hands still partially covered in blood. 

Wells followed her eyes before saying, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry I forgot about it.” He said, truly apologizing, “Hey wanna come taking a walk with me? I’m next on watch.” He explained. 

“No thanks Wells, I think I’ll try to sleep a little.” She said with a small smile. 

“Oh okay…. Goodnight then Y/N.” He waved at her. “ ‘Night.” She said before climbing up her tree again. 

Her eyes started to burn again as she watched the sky. It was going to be a long night, she realized with a shaky breath.

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