#i was spot on. i woke up at 2pm

[vay99]

Zoro x reader

Let me help you fall asleep

Anime/Manga: One Piece

It's 4am, the party on the ship has died down and the straw hats are littered over the deck. Behalve of Robin who went to bed early. You couldn't sleep on the other hand, you've just layed down with your crew but stayed wide awake.

"Oi why are you still awake?" Zoro asks as he approaches you.

"I can't sleep, you can go back to bed, I'll look after the ship." you answered simply, still hoping he'd stay by your side.

"You look tired."

"I can't sleep even if I wanted to." you shrug your shouldersbefore staring back at the sea again.

"Can you even sleep in clothes like that, doesn't look comfortable." he points out your cocktail dress that you've just bought with Nami, not because you knew you'd have a party tonight and certainty because you wanted to get a reaction from a certain someone. Definitely not the case. And it didn't even work until now, of course he didn't notice it earlier.

"I guess not, but I'm too tired to get changed and too awake to fall asleep." you yawn, feeling your eyelids growing heavy.

"I'm right back." Zoro comes back after 2 minutes with a shirt and a blanket. "This should be a more comfortable dress to wear to sleep."

"A shirt of yours?" confused you put the shirt on, over the dress, sitting down the whole time and then wiggle yourself out of the dress which you wear underneath. Zoro had his head turned away during the process to allow you at least a bit privacy. "Soooo comfortable."

"I picked one that's not too big of too small." scratching the back of his neck he hands you the blanket.

"You're the sweetest guy Zoro, thank you." you smile at him, appreciating his gesture. Sanji would've done this within seconds, for every girl, But Zoro is different. He only ever offers comfort to the others as in protection, but right now he offered real comfort." I really appreciate this."

You couldn't hear anything he might have responded because sleep has finally won the battle and took you in.

"Guess I'll look after the ship after all huh?" Zoro says to himself, adjusting the blanket so you wouldn't freeze. "Sleep well y/n."

The next morning everyone woke up one after another, besides you. You slept safe and sound until 2pm, just like Zoro who surely needed a nap after his night shift. You layed on the deck of the sunny by Namis orange trees and nobody disturbed you, until you woke up due to a certain someone...

"LUFFY STOP STEALING OUR FOOD!" Sanji yells at his captain who's fleeing the angry chef.

"Why they gotta be so noisy?" you groan, pulling the blanket over your head.

"You've never been an early bird." Robin chuckles, sitting down on her chair with a book.

"I just happen to like sleep." you mumble, stretching out your arms and legs before allowing your eyes to meet the bright daylight. "The sun is too bright turn it off."

"We'd all die if that happened." Robin chuckles again. "That's a nice shirt you're wearing."

"Thanks." you sit up, running one hand through your hair.

"Seems like he did give you at least some attention last night." she comments in a sweet tone, making your face flush.

"I wasn't able to sleep and he gave me one of his shirts so I'd be more comfortable." you mumble, playing with the hem of the shirt. "He has never done something sweet like this before."

"Maybe he would if you'd tell him how you feel."

"I should... I just never thought he'd have a soft spot for me until last night." you confess.

Right then Zoro stumbles intl your eye sight, standing below you by the door of the kitchen. Face bright red. Oh no. O h n o. Hs heard everything.

"I'll just leave you two to it." Robin smiles, leaving the scene as Zoro slowly makes his way towards you.

Sitting down next to you he stays silent for a while until you decide to break the tension.

"I really appreciate that you gave me your shirt, it makes me really happy." you let out a shaky breath, words floating through your head trying to pick a sentence together that doesn't sound like a toddler that just started talking.

"I know you like those kind of things." Zoro scratches his neck, still avoiding eye contact. "I'm just not good at them. I always tried to look out for you or stay close to you but that wasn't really telling."

"I already guessed that you aren't the affectionate type." you chuckle, letting go some of the tension in progress.

"I don't know." he buries his face in his hands. "I guess when the affection is coming from you I wouldn't mind it- what I mean, I would... like it?" he turns his head a bit, looking at you through his fingers.

"Does that mean I can keep the shirt?" you hug your legs towards you, resting your cheek on your knees.

"Oh you can have all of me." Zoro says in awe, loving the sight of you in his clothes. Looking at one another you enjoy the silence, Luffy has been captured by Sanji and the rest is no where to be seen. Which is most likely Robin's work.

"Aren't you tired?" you break the silence, watching him yawn. "Why don't you take a nap?"

"But I want to spend time with you." he yawns again, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Why don't you lay down and rest." you stretch out your legs, resting your back against the reling as you pat your lap. "I can play with your hair if you want me to, it always relaxes me."

A big hesitant Zoro crawls over, but stops before he lays his head down.

"Do... do you really, uhm, not wear anything underneath, like the shirt?"

"I wasn't wearing bra under that dress either." you answer, not quite sure where this suddenly came from.

"Wait, really?"

/Should I be upset that he wasn't looking or happy that my boobs weren't his focus?/ you mentally face palm.

"Yes, really."

"Oh." was all he said. "But you're wearing... like..." he looks at your lap where he's supposed to rest his head on.

"Of course!"

"Okay then." he lays his head down, facing you.

You start running your hands through his green hair, feeling his body shiver by your soft touch.

"I think I don't want to take any other naps than these kinds from now on." Zoro smiles at you before drifting off to a sweet dream.

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[sassylegshayne]

simp notes

this is a bonus chapter for 'support your local caffeine dealer'

okay that being said AHHHHH!!!!! I've had this written for so long and ik chapter three of mmi is taking a bit so I wanted to post this now!! I love it, it's a peak into their relationship past the fic w lots of introspection from shayne, it's adorable! 2.8 words! enjoy xx mwah 💓

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Shayne woke up much earlier than he planned to, so he found himself sat in silence at your shared dining table, staring at his mug of coffee. He unintentionally mirrored your actions in the exact moment that brought him to this point today.

The start of your relationship was a bit rocky, filled with pining and misunderstandings, but Shayne wouldn't change a thing about it.

Four and a half years, one shared apartment, and two cats later, everything felt right. Not perfect yet, but close. Your lives meshed together perfectly in every little way he never imagined it would.

You had similar food tastes, but neither of you liked the other person's favorite snacks or cereals, so no arguments about stealing. You like opposing chores, making it easily to share the weight. You showered at night, him in the morning. You liked the same books, so you shared your libraries now.

You'd been promoted recently, the position allowing a bit more flexibility with your schedule; so you and Shayne often woke up together in the morning and arrived around the same time at night.

The welcome addition of you to his friend group even meant that making plans was extremely easy. Shayne was also immensely thankful to have you with him at pretty much ever group outting.

He felt like you two knew every small thing about each other, so the secret he was keeping weighed heavy. For three months and twelve days he has been keeping the biggest secret from you, and everyone else.

The small velvet box sat in the bottom drawer of your dresser, stuffed between a pair of jeans that were actually too short for Shayne and a pair of Halloween themed sweatpants that matched a pair of your own. He could find it blindfolded at this point with how often he took it from it's spot, almost four times a day, contemplating when it would be the right time. It didn't feel right until earlier in the morning.

Just at 7:39AM, Shayne shot out of his sleep, his heart fluttering as he glanced over his shoulder, finding you softly snoring. His alarm hadn't gone off yet, the two of you didn't need to be up until around ten.

You had the day off and Shayne only had one shoot on his schedule, one you were going to be apart of.

You had been in a couple of shoots in the few years since your relationship had been known to the internet. Some fans had recognized you from the crew and casts personal accounts, especially Kimmy and Damien's.

You were very well received in your first appearance at Shayne's graduation, your speech bringing him and most of your friends to tears. After that you had been brought into an 'Eat It Or Yeet It" video, getting your first chance to witness your boyfriend's grave mouth first hand. After all of the love for you came in, you appeared on a Board AF' episode and began making memes for 'Who Meme'd It?'

You kept your privacy and boundaries still, your social medias were all still set to private, making it clear that you'd appear on occasions, but wouldn't join.

Shayne was fully supportive when you told him this after he mentioned the idea of you coming in for a video. You loved your job, having moved up into management of the shop, the promotion coming as a huge surprise to you, but not to Shayne.

Today you and Shayne were do on set at 2PM, shooting another TNTL episode, as per request of the other's lined up in the shoot. Damien and Courtney were quick to shoot Kimmy the idea, which wasn't hard to greenlight when the producer was your best friend. The easy part was over, convincing you was much more difficult. It tooka lot of coaxing from your friends, but Shayne remained neutral. It almost pissed you off that each time you asked him for advice on whether or not you should do it, he'd say it's up to you. Shayne couldn't help it, he still finds himself not wanting to push you too far, he still wants to protect you from anything he can. Most fans loved you, but what if it stops? He was still in shock of how much everyone seemed to like you. His heart couldn't help but flutter with pride and joy each time he read a comment that spoke highly of you.

It couldn't compare to the love Shayne has for you. He writes every small, tender thought he has about you down in his phone. He isn't sure when they started now, but it was definitely before you had started dating.

He started off using it to get things off of his chest, to write down the words of admiration that he wished he could tell you. Overtime it'd had begun to be every thought he'd had about you.

"I told the stars about you"

"you're the only one want to wake up next to"

"I wonder what goes through your mind when someone says my name"

Damien and Spencer have heard almost all of them, extremely supportive of him, always quick to call it sweet. That's then followed with different ways to call Shayne a simp. It turned into a joke between them, dubbing them Shayne's Simp Notes.

Gears were turning as Shayne shuffled from your bed quietly, grabbing his phone from the night stand before wandering into the living area, brewing coffee.

He took a deep breath, unlocking his phone as he finished replaying his morning in his head before noting the time. 8:17AM is when the perfect idea strikes, apparently.

Shayne was quick to open the notes app and begin writing out everything. He's loosely planned sketches for the show before but this was much bigger, he wrote out every detail to make sure it'd go right.

After about an hour of nonstop writing with Shayne's eyes glued to his screen, his coffee long gone cold, your yawn echos down the hall.

A smile stretches across his face as he finishes his last line, closing out of the app before setting his phone on the tabletop. You enter the room rubbing your eyes as yOu mile softly at Shayne. His ASU shirt covered your top half, an old pair of gym shorts covered your bottom.

Without a word, you made your way over to Shayne's lap, straddling him as you rest your head on his shoulder while he rubs your back gently.

The two of you tend to lay in bed together and cuddle if you're up before your alarms, enjoying the peace of being together before beginning your respective days. On the off days where that doesn't happen, you tend to make up for that lost time whenever you can, like right now.

"Ditch me on my day off, I see how it is." You chuckled as you sat up, rubbing your fingers lightly through Shayne's hair as he groaned playfully.

"I'm sorry, you're just dating an absolute genius, and I had a breakthrough, baby." Shayne laughed softly as you rolled your eyes; he moved to cup your cheeks pressing his lips to yours softly.

The two of you sat there for a bit longer, chatting until your alarms rang in your distant bedroom. You sullenly removed yourself from Shayne's lap, snagging his mug of coffee before disappearing down the same halway you'd wandered out of earlier.

"Ew, Shayne this is so old! How long have you been up?!" You shouted as your turned off the ringing, prompting a laugh from Shayne.

He makes sure to bring you a fresh mug, prepared just how you like as you're busy getting ready later. Your heart swelled at the small action.

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary from Shayne, he loved using small, subtle ways to show his affection. You always had fresh flowers from the very beginning of your relationship, sometimes you'd have more than one bouquet at a time. He's been a big fan of ordering things to you while he's away, off on shoots or even while hest at work.

He once ordered groceries to your apartment and video called you to cook together when he was on a trip to visit his parents.

You adored him so much. This relationship had far exceeded what you thought it could be, and you couldn't be happier. You're heart swells at just the thought of your boyfriend and everything he means to you.

The two of you arrived on set a bit early, giving you time to mingle with everyone. You were quick to dart from Shayne, heading toward Kimmy and Courtney across the room.

Shayne stood off to the side, staring at his phone screen once more. He felt like he was gonna scream, throw up, and cry all at once. He just needed to get through this. It's just an episode with his friends, he's gonna tell jokes and do his characters, his girlfriends gonna be there, it's gonna be amazing.

The box sat heavy on his thigh in the front pocket of his jeans, the outline barely concealed by the flannel he had buttoned over his white tee in an attempt to hide it.

Shayne eyed Kimmy, chewing his lip as she finally departed from her conversation with you. He was quick to grab her, requesting something weird of her. He needed you to go last, this wasn't something he wanted to have as the opening bit.

He kept the reasoning to himself, and Kimmy didn't seem too concerned about it so she happily agreed.

Once the others had arrived, Noah only setting the shoot back half an hour, they began rolling. You did great, getting Damien out quickly with an inside joke the three of you had shared after a trip to Universal one night.

Shayne was so nervous he found himself laughing his way through his joke, which eventually got Damien after it had become evident that Shayne wouldn't be able to stop his laughter.

His nerves had settled a bit, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, small kissed placed on your forehead between your bits, hidden by the divider.

You grinned as the end of the video neared, you being called to the yellow stool last. You filled your mouth with water and gave a thumbs up as you heard rustling from behind the divider.

"Okay, this isn't my turn but just wanna do this real quick" Shayne called out, peering around the corner as you shrugged.

After a few seconds, a toy crow flew over the clothing rack as Shayne belted out a purposefully bad impression of Train. You spewed instantly as cackling sounded from your boyfriend.

"I hate you!" You called out as you refilled your mouth, shaking your head.

"No, you don't." He called back, laughing.

The others' bits flew by as Shayne stood behind the divider, his wig and phone clutched tightly in his hands as he took deep breaths.

Shayne told you to close your eyes as he pulled on the curly, bob wig from a character of his.

You had a hate/love relationship of Shayne's simp character, Sir Phillip Simpne, so he felt it was right for this occasion. He had his phone hidden behind an open book as he moved to stand beside you on the stool. He cleared his throat, offering you a smile as your opened your eyes.

You groaned, keeping your mouth shut as you shook your head, determined to hold it over Shayne that he couldn't make you laugh with this bit.

"I haven't a poem for you today, m'lady," Shayne begun, trying his best not to laugh as you stared at him blankly. "I offer you something better. I bring love notes that I have written about the fair maiden before me today."

Shayne's palms felt sweaty as he looked down at his phone, deciding to drop the accent as he read to you, the giggles from others were silent to him.

"l'm gonna start from the beginning, kind of," He smiled, nodding as he looked up at you, removing the wig. "I wrote 'I never planned to like you this much and never planned to think about you this often' right before we started dating."

Shayne couldn't look at you as he felt tears prickle at his eyes, his throat running dry as he knew he'd run out of time.

Nobody in the room was counting anymore. Once Shayne had gotten more serious, the air in the room shifted and everyone grew quiet.

You sat in the chair, head tilted in confusion when Shayne had dropped the character, the game leaving your mind all together as you tried to process what was happening.

"Uh, 'I wonder if we ever think about each other at the same time.'" He kept his eyes on his phone, a bit scared to meet your eyes. You stared at him in perplexion.

"Okay, on my birthday I wrote 'of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you', then the next day wrote 'there's been a place for you in my heart since we first met.'" Shayne sniffled, looking to you with teary eyes, chuckling a bit.

You took in his appearance with your brows furrowed, his cheeks were bright red, his blue eyes glistening.

"So, yeah, those are some of my Simp Notes." Shayne spoke softly as he caught sight of you laughing, some water dribbling from your lips.

You stood from the stool, taking a few steps away as you swallowed, wiping your mouth. You were still clueless as to what exactly was happening, but the name had caught you off guard and made you laugh.

Shayne felt like time slowed down, everything was going too perfectly as he removed the box from his pocket, your back still to him as you laughed.

He found himself grateful for your unwillingness to laugh at him, you allowed him to tell you some of the things he hadn't been able to before.

The energy had come back to the room, everyone laughing as soon as you broke, the assumptions previously made now leaving everyone's mind until Shayne drops to one knee.

A few gasps are heard as you turn back toward Shayne. small shriek leaves you as your eyes widden quickly at the sight.

You two had talked about marriage before, and you both wanted to get married, but you didn't expect this. Nothing could've given this away for you.

"I wanna spend the rest of my life making you laugh." Shayne chuckled as you laughed a rolled your eyes as the purposely bad joke.

"Y/N, will you marry me?" Shayne's voice barely audible, the crew further back hadn't even heard him ask.

"Yes, Shayne!" You squeal, your boyf- no.

Your fiance is quick to grab you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he lifts you up. The two of you are a mess of tears, smiles, sniffles, kisses, and whispers as the room is filled with cheers.

You and Shayne are quickly enveloped with loads of your friends, the shock and excitement evident throughout the room.

After a few minutes, Kimmy hugs you and Shayne tightly, congratulating the two of you continuously, quickly gasping as she looks up.

"I can't believe you didn't tell anyone!" Kimmy sniffles, smacking Shayne's chest lightly as he laughed. You looked to him with wide eyes, quickly looking to Damien in confusion as he shook his head.

"Yeah, I've had the ring for... uh, some time now" Shayne laughed, blushing brightly as you at him in awe. "I wanted to surprise you, and| wanted to have a bunch of people we care about with us to celebrate, it just felt right."

Shayne couldn't hide his embarrassment as you wrapped him into another hug, the two of you embracing each other for a few moments, happy tears falling from and for the couple.

"Oh my god, we're still doing a video, holy shit." She laughs, wiping her own tears as she quickly moved out of frame, the rest of the crew following suit. The cast quickly surrounded you once more, each with bright smiles and tear stained cheeks.

You sit back on the stool, grinning as Shayne stands beside you, his arm draped over your shoulders.

"Pst." Damien called loudly from Shayne's other side. "You should give her the ring, Shayne." He whisper-yelled, causing a fit of giggles to ripple through everyone, both you and Shayne blushing deeply.

He fumbles a bit as he opens it again, pulling the delicate, ornate ring from the box before sliding it on to your finger.

You pressed your hand on to your lap, grinning as you stared at the accessory that fit you perfectly in every way.

"I could not imagine being a comedian and having to go on after this guy." Spencer called from out of frame, causing Shayne to cackle.

You guys were quick to wrap up your outro, Shayne still wrapped around you the whole time, placing a kiss to your forehead as they called for a wrap on the shoot.

This was the perfect he was looking for.

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[judysxnd]

I AM IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITINGS ❤

Can I request a pedro × reader?

It's few months into the relationship and pedro , being a bad sleeper , one day woke up from a terrible nightmare . The reader is up so she calms him down and pedro hugs her and tell her ( I love you ) for the first time .

Thank you so so much❤️ it means SO much🥰 love the request, it’s going to be so intimate!! Hope you’ll like it!!

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Today has been a long day for Pedro. Waking up at 6am, driving an hour and half for the interviews to promote the last season of the Mandalorian, having lunch at almost 2pm, going to the gym after, and then an appointment with his agent. It was a pretty busy day. As for you, it was a normal work day.

He finally came back around 7:30. You were waiting for him in the living room, scrolling on social media. When you heard the door opening, you stopped what you were doing and went to see him.

“Hey baby” you said shyly, smiling

“Hi angel” his face lit up when he saw you. His movements were slow, kicking his shoes off and putting his stuff away. As he was very happy to finally be home and see you, he was extremely tired. It hit him as soon as he opened the door.

“You look tired” you said, going to hug him. His entire body relaxed as you wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m more than tired” he sighed, holding you tight.

“Yeah I bet you are. Are you also hungry? I was waiting for you”

“A little yeah”

“Uber?”

“Hell yeah. Too tired to cook anything”

“Okay. I’ll order, go take a shower, okay?” You slightly parted, looking at each other.

“You’re too good for me mama” he leaned down to kiss you.

So Pedro went to take his shower. He food arrived right after he joined you in the kitchen. You quietly enjoyed your food and went to bed right away, watching a movie. As you expected, five minutes into the movie and Pedro was dead asleep. You kept watching the movie, it was very interesting.

Trapped in a house. All exists are absolutely no use. The front door? Three steel bear traps. The two French windows in the back? Electric wires in front of them. The windows? Barriers blocking them. The only possible exit are the skylights, but the roof is too high, and it’s not discreet enough to escape the monster. Because yes, there is a monster chasing the man. Nonstop running, going from one hiding spot to another. Sweating, out of breath, unable to run properly, nothing to defend himself. The man goes in a roof, but the monster sees him, so he goes back inside. It’s too dangerous to jump. But there’s something missing. He wasn’t alone. He knows that his girlfriend is missing. He also feels that he is alone, no family anymore. Like they were all gone, they were not existing anymore. The pics on the wall show no face except for the man. He still remembers everything, but- but the pictures? He is alone. Faces erased. What is happening? Oh no, the monster is close. He can hear his heavy breathing. Will he see him in the closet? Oh- yes he did. He swung the door opened. The monster growls, and is about to throw his hands on the man.

Suddenly Pedro wakes up screaming, heavily breathing. It scared you. You sat up next to him, caressing his back, holding his hand

“Wh-What happened?” Pedro asks, still shocked.

“It was a nightmare Pedrito, it’s okay, it’s not real”

“It-It” he paused a second, catching his breath “it felt so real” he put his hands on his face.

“It was not”

“Everyone was-” he couldn’t even say it

“It’s okay, look at me” you put your hand in his cheek, turning his head so that he would look at you. “Look at me, you feel this?” You said touching his hand, his arm, his face. “I’m real, it’s real” you said, making him look around you. He looked at you, not saying anything. You could see his chest moving a lot has he was still out of breath. He suddenly hugged you. “See? I’m real” you added again, hands on his back.

“It was awful, I can’t even describe it”

“Then don’t. Just know that it’s not real. I’m here. I’m real, you’re real.”

“I love you so much” you heard him say. You were surprised, for sure you didn’t expect it. It was the first time either of you said it. Being only together for a few months, it is expectable. You felt butterfly in your stomach. There he was, in pure shock, and saying I love you. It was the purest moment. You let go of him, staring at him, your hands on his cheeks.

“I love you too” you kissed for some time. “Come on, let’s go back to sleep” you turned the tv off. You started to lay down on your side, but Pedro grabbed you.

“Can’t sleep without feeling you corazón, you’re the one keeping me sane” you turned to face him

“I’m not going anywhere.. cariño” he smiled. You hold his hand. “It was just a nightmare. This- This is real” you snuggled right to him, and both fell asleep.

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[sag3vrr]

WE GET MARRIED ( IN OUR HEADS ) // matty healy x reader

PART ONE

• proposal!!

• i am going to write the actual wedding in part two ‼️

• enjoy 💗

i listened to this song while writing ❤️

Your vacation in Greece had been a dream, everyday spent with Matty and filled with loads of new experiences and memories you know you’ll cherish forever. One of your favourites being when you went turtle spotting, and Matty couldn’t help but be mesmerised by the way your face lit up whenever you saw one stick it’s head out of the clear blue water.

So naturally, when you woke up on your last full day, it was bittersweet. Despite the fact it was just like all the other days - waking up in your boyfriends arms, in a beautiful hotel, the sea view window’s light beaming in brightly, making you groan slightly as you adjust to the brightness.

“Morning, love.” You hear his voice, accompanied with a little snigger.

You tilt your chin up to look at him, as he was sat up and sat on his phone.

“Morning.” You smile, and he puts his phone down to put his full attention on you, as always.

A hand rakes through your hair, before tucking the loose strands behind your ears.

You sit up to match his height, so you don’t have keep straining your neck to look at him. You sigh as you do so. “I can’t believe we’re leaving tomorrow.”

“I know, but we’ve been here for like… i don’t know. Ages? We’ve literally done almost everything we can do here. And i guess it’ll nice to be at home again.”

“Yeah. Yeah, no, you’re right.”

“I know i am.” He shrugs, earning him a swat on the arm.

“Oh, yeah, i miss our babies.” You pout and put your head on his shoulder.

“Our dog and two cats?”

“Do you think they miss us too?” Your chin lifts to make eye contact again.

“I’m sure they do, babe.” He giggles, leaning in and kissing your lips sweetly.

“Matty! That’s disgusting, morning breath.” You pull yourself away, manoeuvring to the edge of the bed to sit up.

“You know i’d kiss you with all the morning breath in the world!” He calls out as you walk over to the bathroom.

“Never say anything like that again.” You lean against the door frame, looking at him on the bed. You wonder how he always looks so good in the morning, hair tousled messily, curls all over the place, and eyes still drowsy.

“Wow, okay. Just trying to be romantic, but i guess you don’t want me.”

You laugh loudly as you turn on the bathroom light, your reflection in the large mirror the first thing you see. You smile to yourself as you stand there, in his shirt. A reminder that this is real.

“What’re we doing tonight?” You ask as you rummage through all your products you brought with you, only about 3 of them being Matty’s.

He hesitates, before speaking, but you think nothing of it. “Not much, think i booked that boat thing for today you wanted to do at 2pm. That’ll be a few hours, we’ll probably just go to the beach after. Then i’m taking you on a date tonight.”

“A date?” You grin, “what’s the special occasion?”

“Nothing much.” Your brushing your teeth when he answers, so you don’t see the look on his face, the sly and knowing smirk he always has when he’s hiding something exciting.

That evening, you walk together to the date, as hotel was near the restaurant he had booked for. You just hadn’t expected it to be the one on the sea front, that you had found yourself looking at multiple times as you walked past it during your holiday. But when you think about it, you know Matty would always go out of his way to make everything perfect.

“Matty, are you sure it isn’t too expensive?” You tell him, as you walk hand in hand towards the rather extravagant building, lit with lights beautifully. “You know i wouldn’t care if we didn’t go to some fancy place, right?”

“I know you wouldn’t, love, but just let me spoil you, yeah? We’re on holiday.” He smiles at you, squeezing his hand in yours ever so slightly.

The two of you wait at the entrance for a worker to come over, which is quite literally in seconds.

“Evening, hi,” Matty clears his throat. “I have a reservation at 8pm, its under the name Healy.”

The waiter nods, looking at his ipad for the name. “Yes, okay, It’s here. Follow me, please.”

You both follow him until you get to the end of the restaurant, the two person table next to a large window, a stunning sea view.

“Here are your menus,” he places them on the table as you take a seat. “Somebody will be over to take your orders shortly.”

“Thank you!” You tell him, as he walks away. “And thank you, too, Matty. This view is gorgeous.”

“Yeah? Knew you’d like it.” He smiles. “But don’t thank me just yet.”

“Yet?” You grin, “What have you got in store for us, Matty?”

“You’ll just have to find out, darling.” He has that signature smug look on his face as he shrugs his answer.

“You are full of surprises.” You laugh, shake your head and pick up the menu.

Your mouth was practically watering at the sight of the food as it came over, it was placed on the plate so spectacularly, you weren’t sure if you wanted to actually eat it.

You pick your phone up off the table to take a picture, snapping a quick one of matty too, as he drinks a sip of his wine.

“Oi!” He reaches over and snatches your phone off you, making you giggle, as he takes a picture of you.

You roll your eyes as you take it back, “Oh my god, that is such a bad photo.”

“You look stunning, love, don’t even start that right now.” He puts his hand on yours, thumb rubbing the back of yours soothingly.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” You chuckle.

“Oh, i know.” He gives you a wink before moving his hand to finally delve into the deliciously smelling food.

“God, i don’t know if i could even eat a dessert after that.” You groan and you put your fork down, the meal was fantastic, your plate now empty, but it definitely was filling.

He had finished before you, and was listing off all the desserts for you.

“Actually,” Your mind changes rather quickly, “That sundae sounds amazing. I’ll have one of those, please.”

“Of course, i think i’ll have one too.”

Your deserts came rather quickly, and they looked and tasted just as good as the menu described them to be.

After being immersed in it for so long, you finally look up and see Matty as focused as you were, and you chuckle when you see a blob of ice cream on his nose.

“Matty, love.” Your voice makes him look up instantly. “You’ve got a little something—”

You lean over to swipe it off his nose with your finger, and then licking it off your finger. “Ice cream.” You grin.

“How the hell have you finished it already?” He groans as he realises yours is basically empty. “You were the one that said you didn’t even know if you could have one!”

“I can finish yours, if you want.” You offer, an eyebrow raised.

He narrows his eyes, as you watch him internally decide. “Okay. Fine.” He pushes it over to you, “I physically cannot finish it.”

“You should’ve just shared mine, you know you can never finish deserts like this.”

“I might do. One day.”

You only hum in response, using the spoon to scoop up the remaining ice cream. You don’t even notice the phone in his hand until you look up as you put the spoon in your mouth — he’s taking a photo of you.

“Cheeky twat!” You scold, yet not really caring.

His chin is resting in his palm as he watches you finish the drink.

“What are you looking at, Healy?” You finally question it, and he only shrugs.

“I love you.”

It was quite random, but it still made your heart flutter and lip pout slightly as you felt an overwhelming rush of love for him.

“I love you too, and more.” The two of you intertwine your fingers on the table.

“Matty, our hotels that way, your going towards the beach.” You stand in place as he begins to walk left instead of right.

“I know. But you always said you wanted to experience the beach late at night, and it’s right here.” He explains.

He leads you along the sea front, and you think it’s even more beautiful at night than during the day. It’s quiet. Peaceful and calm. Only a few other people are here, a complete contrast to the usual loud and noisy families, with young children running around. Which of course is adorable, but being here with only Matty makes it all the more romantic.

The cool breeze in your hair is welcoming, compared to the heat you had been getting during the days, it was refreshing.

“It’s just breath taking, isn’t it?” You say, looking along to the the horizon in awe. “It’s kind of poetic, if you think about it.” The two of you have stopped walking now, halfway down the beach, surrounded by only sand. But you stood faced towards the water, oblivious and too deep in your thoughts to see what Matty was doing beside you. “How a place can be so busy, so hectic, only a few hours ago. People all over, The water splashing endlessly as people swim. The speed boats and turtle spotting boats people go on. And this be the same place as it is now. Not a splash in the sea in sight. Just calm waves flowing as they should do. There’s nobody yelling, screaming. It’s just the sound of the air and peace.”

You snap out of your thoughts when you realise Matty isn’t replying to you, and that you kind of trailed off a little too much there. So you turn to face him, only to not see his face. You look down.

You gasp loudly. “Oh my God. Oh my God.”

He’s down on one knee, a small, ring box in his extended hand, open. The diamond shining brightly, begging for attention.

He’s smiling so sweetly at you, you feel you might collapse then and there.

“Darling,”

“Oh my God!” You yell, hand flinging over your mouth, before you mutter an apology and for him to carry on.

He laughs at your reaction, but carry’s on nonetheless. “I think its pretty obvious what i’m doing but… I had planned this whole speech in my head but now i’m actually here, looking at you, i cannot remember any of it, so i’m just gonna kind of wing it.” He takes a deep breath.

“I remember the first day we met so clearly, because it quite frankly was one of the best days of my life. You came into my life, and as soon as you did i never wanted you to leave. I don’t think i’ve ever met somebody who understands me so well, you just know me. You get me. And you’ve seen me at my absolute worst, times i didn’t know i would even get through, and you stayed. You stayed beside me the whole time and i feel like sometimes maybe you’re the reason i got through it all. I know i make jokes. I say stupid things, and i do… fuck up sometimes, and somehow you deal with me. But you’re the one thing i don’t want to mess up, ever. And God knows i’m gonna do everything i can to never fuck up anything, because i love you. I love you so much and i can’t imagine not being with you for the rest of my life.” His eyes are watering and a tear slips from his eye, and you feel overcome with emotion. “Because when i thought i’d loved people before, i wasn’t ready for how i feel right now, with you. It’s kind of funny, because George spoke to me about it. Told me he’s never seen me be so obsessed with someone. Because that’s what i am. I am obsessed with you and everything you do and i want it to be like that forever. I feel like i babbled on a bit there so i’m just gonna get on with it now.”

“My love, will you marry me?” He finally asks the question and you’ve never answered one so quickly.

“Oh my fucking God! Yes, Matty, obviously!” He springs up, taking the ring out of the box and placing it on your finger. “I love you so much. So fucking much.”

You basically jump into his arms, lips colliding messily in a messy and surge of love between the two of you. The box lay forgotten on the ground. Both his hands are on your face, caressing softly, while yours are wrapped around his neck, clinging on, as if to never let him go.

“I love you so much. This is so crazy, oh my lord.” You mutter again his mouth.

“I can’t believe i get to call you my fiancé.” He’s smiling so widely when you pull away.

“I could say the same for you.” You hug him tightly, face smushed against his chest as you let out all the waterworks.

“Hey, hey.” He pouts, lifting your head up to make you look at him. “Don’t cry, sweetheart, you’ll make me cry,” his brown eyes glistening.

You stifle a sniffly laughter, “Literally the best holiday ever.”

“Best surprise ever, more like.” He catches a tear as it slips from your eye, before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “My surprises are the best.”

“Definitely. Best surprise ever.”

#1975 band #being funny in a foreign language #matty healy the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy fic #matty healy fluff #Spotify

[piggyinthemiddle]

🐽 Porky's Diary 🐽

Hello, Death Feederism-Tumblr. ✌🏻

It's Porky again, with another diary entry on my road to maximum weight. My feeder visited me again today, and I thought you'd like to know what happened. Most of those who read my blogs seem to enjoy my fattening process, so I'll just go ahead.

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My feeder arrived here around 2pm and we started with a hand feeding for about an hour. I knew he wanted to stuff me full later, but we started out very slow. He's not my boyfriend, he's just with me to fatten me up as much and as quickly as possible.

He's coming here almost every second day of the week at the moment, and he feeds me until I can barely breathe, ans then he takes photos of me and my overfed belly from all angles. I got very lucky with him, he's my farmer and I'm his hog.. I hope he fattens me immobile soon. 🐽

He rubbed and jiggled my rolls for a while and poked me in several spots, as if to feel how much I'm filling up. It turned me on a lot, and him as well, so we went at it and I had a two hour nap afterwards.

He woke me up around 5:30pm and asked me to sit down in the kitchen. I did, and he tied my hands behind my back with a belt. He explained to me that he'd like to funnel feed me with some form of shake/liquid food, I agreed to it and he began a few minutes later.

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It was a very weird feeling. I haven't "really" been funnel fed before, for s€x and jokes yes, but not for actual gaining. I had to overcome my gag reflex for a moment and had to breathe through my nose.

As soon as I managed, I was able to relax, and I could feel my stomach as it began filling like a waterballoon. He gave me several hard smacks to the belly, and I felt so bloated so quickly that it hurt a bit. He called me a good porker, he humiliated me and kept telling me how fat I've grown for him already, all that while pouring more food into my stomach. I filled up very well, I started sweating and he rubbed his hands over my belly over and over, especially across the areas where I began bloating and ripening in the middle. He continued to stuff me full until he has satisfied with my shape, he had to help me stand up afterwards. I was way too fat to stand long, so he quickly took a few shots and then left me here, tight and swollen like a porker, but not before giving me one last, hard slap on the underbelly roll.

When he was done, I honestly felt like a human pinjayta lol. I will attach two photos from after the stuffing, so you guys can see how swollen I was and how nicely he fattened me.

Can you tell how big he fed my stomach? It presses my whole gut into shape and bulges out over my belly button. (My feeder took this first photo to enjoy his results)

Also, yes, I do wear pants here, however I prefer putting my pictures focus on my fattened gut so I blur the rest out. ;)

I'd love some teasing, as always. 🐖

Enjoy my funnel-fed pork belly. Oink.

✌🏻🐽 Porky Out

#death feederism #death feedee #death feedist #fattened up #full belly #obese belly #fat pork #porker #funnel feeding #fat gut #fatten me up #overstuffed #overfed #full stomach #obese piggy #fattening pig #immobile #make me immobile #fattening #stuffed piggy #getting fatter #porkys diary

[lonniiechen]

HAPPY HALLOWEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN!!!!! Today I slept in! It was so nice (but I woke up late heheheheh). Anyways I headed down to the usual spot of Kerck at around 11AM and stayed until 1PM. I got a Subway sandwich for lunch and headed to my 2PM lecture. Afterwards I went to my LS 7A discussion! I headed back to my dorm and chilled for a bit. I’m not feeling too tired today as I got a pretty decent amount of sleep. I went to eat dinner with some of friends at Rende that I haven’t seen since week 1 at UCLA!!! Crazy to think how busy I’ve been. Afterwards I grabbed gelato at Cafe 1919 with another friend! Now I’m back in my dorm to chilllllll. Of course homework too😝😝😝😝

[lennysfridge]

i don’t have a life tbh, i just finally woke up (it’s 12:41)

ANYWAY

cutter not being able to go to many of autumns away games so instead they usually facetime during her little pregame routine (which can sometimes turn into an 1 hour+ long call).

but one game- maybe against BU(?) cutter comes to surprise her and when she goes to call him, he doesn’t answer, but when they get to the rink, he’s like sitting outside their locker room or something and surprises her

-🫂

oop its 2pm here lol

instead of their usual pre game nap, they facetime instead and autumn gets all the adrenaline in just by calling her favourite boy.

ugh yes she gets so excited, when she spots him at the end of the tunnel she runs into his arms, "is this why you didn't call me."

"this is why, you played amazing baby."

"thanks." autumn says blushing

#autumn x cutter au #🫂anon

[slaasherslut]

Hi Ava Wava, Ellie here! I was thinking about taking the van into town to go thrifting and was wondering if you'd like to come along? I asked Perc but her and Bo were gonna be busy, she's coming next time though! Let me know and I'll swing by and get you!

-Ellie <3

Ava looked the the text she had gotten from Ellie and smiled for the first time that day. She was having quite a rough day and had yet to get out of bed even though it was almost 2pm. Lester had gone to work before she woke up so she opened her eyes that morning to an empty house. If anyone would be able to pull her out of this slump, it was her Ellie.

"Hey Ellie Bear, I would love to go thrifting! I think a shopping trip is exactly what I needed today. Would you maybe wanna go to a couple other places too? like that cool record store and that one cafe that we always say we need to check out every time we drive passed it."

Ava sent the long text and then finally stood up out of bed. Feeling a bit better already at the thought of a friend wanting to spend time with her. She sent one more text before ridding herself of her pyjamas and jumping in the shower.

"Can we see if we can spot Les on the roads when were on our way out? Let him know were going out."

#ask ava #ava walker oc #ellie mason oc #friends ocs

[whats-wild-to-you]

Can I also request for something? You recently developed this habit of saying “bro” and you naturally say to it Jay as a filler word when talking to him. But he gets really irritated because obviously, he’s not your “bro”, so you purposely start saying it more. Then he kisses you and makes you promise not to say it to him again, but before you leave the house the next day you say “bye bro” and he loses his shit. I find it so funny and can totally see this happening irl with his gf 😆

🤣🤣🤣 I had a habit of calling my ex bf ‘dude’ 😅 he didn’t mind in private but when others were around he always looked at me funny 😆 to my defense I was 19 when that happened _____________________________________________

“Wow! Look at that punch! That must’ve hurt.”

“They’re used to this.”

You flinched when the MMA fighter landed his next punch.

“Ouch! Bro! Take it easy.”

“Weren’t you going to go out with your girls?”

“Ae-Ra is sick so we were going to postpone it. Why?”

“Just asking. You don’t have to watch MMA just because I’m into it.”

“Bro, I know! But I really enjoy it.”

Jay furrowed his eyebrows but didn’t comment further. After a while you got up and went to get some beer.

“You want some too?” You asked, holding a bottle out in front of him. He grabbed it, taking a big swig. You placed some snacks on the table and sat back down.

“Whoa! Yikes.” You commented on the fight. Jay groaned, side-eyeing you. “Sorry.”

You could tell Jay was irritated, so you chose to keep quiet. When Jay grabbed some snacks off the table, spreading crumbs all over the floor, you lost it.

“Bro! Seriously?”

“What?”

“Watch the crumbs, bro!”

You held back a giggle when you caught Jay rolling his eyes. You didn’t even notice you were calling him ‘bro’ all this time. You spent a lot of time with Jay and his friends lately, and their habit of calling each other ‘bro’ must’ve rubbed off on you.

“Want more beer?” You broke the silence after a while. The fight was still going but you could barely keep your eyes open.

“Go to sleep.”

“But I’m not tired!”

“Is that why you were snoring a minute ago?”

“Geez, fine! I’ll go to sleep.”

Jay was sprawled out on the couch and you patted him on the head. “Night bro!”

Immediately he got up off the couch, grabbed you by the wrist, and flung you onto the soft cushions.

He pinned you down, keeping you in place using his body’s weight. A devilish grin danced on his lips as he lowered his head. Unconsciously you bit your bottom lip, making Jay groan in frustration before he crashed his lips onto yours.

“I’m your man, your babe, hell I could even be your daddy if you wanted me to. But I’m not your bro! Don’t ever call me that.” He said in a hushed tone, making you swallow hard.

God! He’s sex on legs!, you thought.

“Promise me!” He demanded when you remained quiet. You nodded your head frantically and Jay rolled over, freeing you.

The next morning you woke up, finding the spot next to you in bed empty. You waddled barefoot out to the living room only to find Jay draped over the couch, sleeping in the most unnatural position.

“Jay? Wake up. Go to bed.” It was still early morning and you knew he didn’t have any schedules until 2pm.

He sat up, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’ll give you a massage tonight!” You offered pecking his lips.

“Sounds nice!”

When you were ready to leave Jay walked you to the door. “Have fun at work.”

“Bye bro!” You yelled at him, closing the door behind you, giggling as his muffled threats could be heard even in the hallway.

#jay park #more soju please #anon ask #anon request #ask response #ask me anything #asks open

[mtaptime]

Quick drabble I wrote down after thinking it up in the shower and wrote instead of cooking and eating food before my next online class. Based on a line Sophie says.

It was almost 2pm and Aadit still wasn’t home yet. Aadit had made lunch today, and while they were eating he noted that they were out of flour. Ayla had been busy working with the Council Guards for those ruins commissions, so Aadit had been baking a lot of snakeberry muffins for her to eat and grab on her way out. It made sense, and he’d left as soon as they’d finished up lunch.

Lunch had been one of her favorites too today, so Ayla ate way more than she should’ve and took a little siesta. However, when she woke up he wasn’t anywhere to be found despite the new bag of flour and some other groceries having been put away. Ayla stepped out of the house and looked around a bit. He wasn’t at the chicken coop, although their demands for an early noon snack slowed her down a little. He had no reason to be in the factory, and she’s fairly certain she locked it this morning anyways Looping around back to the front of the workshop, she sighed and leaned against the gate. Where’d he wander off to? They’re just outside of town, and the groceries were already put away. He’d been given the day off by Dawa so they could spend some time together—the latest commission needed parts that take time to process, so her day was freed up compared to usual She looked around and spotted a clue. Aadit’s sweater was hanging in the clothesline over at Granny Sophie’s ranch. That was odd.

 Aadit rarely ever took off his sweater. She’d fussed at him to hell and back about wearing it during the summer, but he’d still only roll his sleeves up while working. He’d only take it off whenever it was just Dawa, and eventually her, around. She walked over to the front of their little ranch home and waved at granny Sophie, who was knitting away at her rocking chair “Hi Granny Sophie,” Ayla greeted the lil ol’ lady, hands knitting astonishingly quickly for her age. “Have you seen Aadit? I haven’t seen him since I woke up from a nap, and I noticed his sweater is hanging on the clothesline.” “Is that so, dearie?” Sophie looked up, her head slightly bobbing in the process. “I’m sorry to have worried you then—I bumped into Aadit on my way out of town and he offered to help me carry the bag of powdered sugar I’d gotten from Martha as thanks for some eggs. He’d gone inside to drop off his groceries, so I thought he would’ve told you then. I suppose you were sleeping like a baby.” “Ah, that explains where he went though, but wh—“

“Did you want the logs over here Mrs. Sophie?” Ayla looked over and saw Aadit carrying a bundle of logs over his shoulder. He’d tied his hair back into a short ponytail, and without his sweater she could see the well-defined muscles in his arms clearly. Mmmmm, biceps.

“Oh, hello Angel,” Aadit greeted her as he set the logs down. “Sorry I didn’t wake you up to let you know where I’d be earlier. You were sleeping so soundly I didn’t have the heart to.” “Thank you dearie, right there is fine. If it isn’t any trouble, could you split at least a few of those logs? Emily is busy, and I’d like to throw some wood in the stove to cook a pie later.”

Granny Sophie continued rocking and knitting away, but Ayla could’ve sworn something seemed different about the look in her eyes. “And just Sophie or Granny is fine dear.” “Ah, sure thing Sophie.” Aadit said before grabbing an axe and taking a log over to the nearest stump to start chopping. Without either of them taking their eyes off Aadit, Ayla continued.

“So why is his sweater hanging on the clothesline, Granny?” “I accidentally spilled a glass of water on him.” Granny Sophie said while giving Ayla a knowing look. “I’d offered him some after he was kind enough to set the bags away and offered to help with anything else while he was here.” Ayla looked from the position of the rocking chair, to the pile of logs, to the stump where Aadit was chopping wood and raised an eyebrow. “You know that Dawa sells the logs chopped as well, and he’s happy to drop them off since he’s right next door.” Granny Sophie had a mischievous gleam in her eyes, one that Ayla had never seen before.

“I may be an old lady, but I do still enjoy my worldly pleasures like knitting and such. Would you like to pull up a chair and I can teach you how to knit as well?” Ayla glanced over at her husband. Sweat was starting to build on his brow and his arms glistened as he brought down the axe, over and over again. “I would love to learn, Granny Sophie.”

And the three spent the rest of the afternoon together.

#My Time At Portia #MTAP #mtap aadit #mtap builder #mtap Ayla #builder ayla #drabble

[cinematicsoph]

you don't go to parties [chapter one]

You Don't Go To Parties - Chapter One

Rating: PG-13 ish

Warning: swearing, mentions of drinking

Word Count: 1,234 words

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   "Dude get your ass out of bed! It's already noon!" The sound of Ashton's roommate woke him out of what was the best sleep he's had in probably months. "We have to go get stuff for the party tonight!"

   Right. The party. There's always a party. Going to a party school and being in the biggest frat house, Ashton Irwin knew a lot about parties. He and his roommate (and best friend), Michael Clifford, would throw parties pretty much every Friday and Saturday. It’s the beginning of the school year meaning there are freshman and new pledges all over. The best way to get them to join this frat? Buy them alcohol of course. Every college freshman is eager to join the best fraternities and sororities. Kappa Tau Gamma holds the spot as the number one fraternity at Cyprus-Rhodes University, and Ashton intends to keep it that way.

   "Right. I'm up, I'm up." Ashton sits up and groans from the pounding in his head. No matter how many hangovers he experiences, he never gets used to them. The man is a child. “Has Luke dropped off the money yet?”

   “Luke? Luke Hemmings? Up before 2pm on a Saturday? After a party? You’re too optimistic. It’s adorable.” Mikey laughs and pics up his shirt. He sniffs it, shrugs, and puts it on.

   “You’re disgusting and I am not too optimistic. I just have faith in our friend…okay maybe I am too optimistic. But I thought for sure for alcohol Luke would do anything.” Ash gets out of bed and looks at all the empty beer cans laying around his room. Hosting parties always seemed like a good idea, until he woke up the next day. No amount of Tylenol and Liquid IV could cure the endless hangovers he feels every weekend. Now look, he is easily to blame. He is the one hosting them. But he can’t help it. Not since she started coming to his parties.

   It all started a couple weeks ago. Rush week. Also known as: the first parties of the school season. College freshman were going to any and as many parties as possible, bouncing from frat house to frat house. Sorority girls coming, looking to get laid, stoned, and/or drunk. And no matter how many places they go to, they always end at Kappa Tau. And the boys would provide them with whatever, or whoever, they were looking for. Ash never though much about the sorority girls who would show up to their parties. They were usually freshman after all. But then he saw her. He didn’t know her name, didn’t know anything about her other than she was probably the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen in his life. Now look, he knows it’s pathetic that he’s down this bad because of a girl he had spoken to twice (she asked him what time it was and if he could get her a drink, he swears his heart DIDN’T skip a beat but Michael calls bullshit).

   She must be a freshman. She has to be. He’s never seen her before. And there’s no way in hell he’d ever forget someone that stunning. He noticed her as soon as she walked into the frat house. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was wearing a red dress that fit her body perfectly. And Ashton was positive he had never seen anyone in the world look that good in red. He was determined to figure out who she was, and since she was a freshman they likely didn’t have many classes together. Especially if she’s a different major than him. Now Ashton was stupid but he wasn’t quite “change his major from musicology to whatever the hell major this random girl was just to get close to her”. He worked hard to get to his major, and honestly that seemed a bit too stalker-ish for his liking. His only solution is to continue throwing a shit ton of parties and pray to all of the gods that she continues showing up. And to his dumb luck, she did. But he never got the courage to actually approach her. But he will. He’s determined to approach her…eventually. Maybe even today.

   Ashton and Michael had met Luke and his friend Calum Hood during rush week. They had both been looking to join Kappa Tau and whether that was for the place or booze was never fully figured out. Ashton and Michael liked them a lot. They reminded Mikey and Ash of them when they had joined Kappa Tau, even though Ash was older than Mikey. Since they had clicked immediately, there was no hesitation in Ashton and Michael becoming Luke and Calum’s big brothers respectively.

   Look, if Ashton was smart, he’d piece together that Cal and Luke were freshman just like mystery girl and ask them if they knew who she was. But sadly, he is not. He instead just decided to build up his courage and ask her himself.

   “Ashton! Good to see you, big brother.” Luke said as he walked down the stairs to the main entry way. Ashton was setting up all the alcohol and music for the party and insisted that he didn’t need any help.

   “Hey, Luke. How’s the hangover, man?” Luke was only 19 so he hadn’t built up a tolerance to the pounding headaches yet. Ashton felt bad for the kid, he remembers being that age and drinking all the time. They never pressured the freshman into doing anything they didn’t want to do. But often the freshman did everything anyway, enjoying the freedom of finally being in college. 

   “It’s getting better. Michael left out some Tylenol and water for me, that seemed to help. I’m ready to experience it all again tomorrow though. How’s the decorating coming?”

   “Pretty good, I think. We’re all set.” Ashton sets up the last of the alcohol and starts getting the music playing. “People should be arriving sometime soon. This is just the calm before the storm.”

   Ashton was right. That really was the calm before the storm. This might have been the biggest party Kappa Tau has seen since rush week. People from all years, all houses, possibly even other colleges were here. But Ashton didn’t care. All that he was thinking about was finding his mystery girl. The only person he wanted to see there, and there’s no sign of her anywhere.

   “HEY MAN THIS IS A KICK ASS PARTY!” Calum yells over the loud music playing in the living room.

   “Thanks! But you don’t have to yell, I’m right here!!” Ashton chuckles and looks over Calum’s shoulder quickly. What a mistake. Because at that moment, she walks in. Ashton can  tell that Calum is talking, but he has absolutely no idea what he is saying. He refuses to take his eyes off her, afraid that if he does she’ll disappear proving that someone that perfect can only be created in his mind. “Hey man, I’ll be right back. I-I got to go…” Ashton trails off and starts walking to the door, leaving a drunk and confused Calum behind him.

   He walks as fast as his semi drunkness will allow him to, pushing through and sneaking past every person in his way. It felt slightly ridiculous, and he’d possibly regret it in the morning. But he just had to get to his mystery girl before she disappeared.

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[tessbev]

Next stop: krabi

It’s time to say goodbye to our villa in paradise. We had 6 stunning days at this spot. One of the longest stints we’ll do in one place (maybe the longest, depends what the Philippines has in store for us). We kind of used this part of the trip as “the vacation before the adventure”. We have eaten so well, and have soaked up as much sun as possible. Most days we woke up for sunrise around 630 (by we I mean everyone excluding Nick. He is a lot of things but a morning person is not one of them).

I love a sunrise. I love waking up to darkness and watching the world wake up. It’s so invigorating. It’s also the best time to workout before the blazing heat kicks in. So our mornings were bliss! Sunrise, workout, and then right into the pool. The villa patio only got sun until around 2pm so the morning hangs became ritual. We’d whip out a big platter of fruit and snack on that for the rest of the morning. Mango and passionfruit and these mini pineapples were the regular suspects. The mini pineapples were hands down the crowd favourite. They were so sweet and juicy and the perfect size. We also tried dragon fruit, papaya, banana, and we have a ripe guava in tow for our next spot. Around noon we’d set out for some lunch and adventure around for the day. It was a great routine and we’re all feeling super relaxed and ready for a change of location.

The next few weeks are pretty fully packed, we’ll be bouncing from place to place way more often and Jenna joins us on Monday!!!! Our group will be complete.

Our journey from koh samui to krabi is underway. A ferry first and then a bus ride totalling about 5 hours. Hostel life awaits us which I think we’re all excited for. Something to knock us back down to reality and kick us into real backpacker mode.

Xx

#travel #thailand #koh samui #fruit #breakfast

[myfrogsnameisbob]

BDAY

I’m sooooo irritated and out of it today. Today has been utter shit. I woke up around 11am to emails from work that I needed to take care of (which I didn’t, of course). I also had a slew of text messages and IG wishes that I didn’t feel like addressing. I begrudgingly replied to all of them as sincerely as possible.

By the time I rolled out of bed it was 2pm, so I decided not to shower. I decided to hit up a vegan lunch spot I’ve been wanting to try (be Chloe). It was decently mediocre — not bad for bday breakfast and lunch combined.

Next, I drive to Boba Guys — currently, my favorite place on Earth. I got a coffee milk tea (half cold brew, half black tea). They put a tad too much milk, but overall, a 9/10. I drank my boba on the way to the museum I was gonna hit up: the Craft and Folk Art Museum. After finally finding parking, I go inside and they tell me they’re closed for renovations but that their gift shop is open. I use the bathroom, peruse through nice things that no one actually needs and leave.

It’s around 4pm at this point and I have the option of driving an hour to hang out with my cousin, driving to MedMen and getting some weed or driving to my credit union to deposit some birthday funds. I decide to cash out, barely making it to the credit union 5 minutes before they close.

I then proceed to drive home, mostly to lay in bed and watch Family Guy and cry during commercial breaks (Fox News app.....). At some point, a few acquaintances dropped by, pizza was eaten, cake was forced down my throat, and a family fight occurred. Also, more crying.

There’s 19 minutes left in the day and I’m writing this as my attempt to redeem a really shitty birthday.

Created: September 18, 2019 at 23:24

[now-we-say-c0ral]

June 18, 2023

Woke up a bit late today because I was so tired from yesterday's concert. Today was pretty uneventful. This will be my rest day because I'll be starting my 4 day work week tomorrow with no day offs in between. I like it better like that so that I can enjoy the rest of my week in peace.

Day was mostly spent playing Diablo 4 but I disowned the sorceress that I have been playing and started again with a necromancer I named 'Daddy'.

I went outside and bought some japanese curry ingredients for our lunch tomorrow at work and made some chicken japanese curry. I also bought some Magnum ice cream. I know I'll regret the ice cream but the fact that this week has been my holiday week, I think I deserve to eat and I'll just save the regretting and hustling to get my body back the week after. I'm too horny for ice cream to care at this point.

June 17, 2023

Today's Saturday. I still feel like not doing anything today but I have to get up and start my day because my friends and I will be watching the phenomenal SZA on her concert today.

Started my day around 8am with the usual but equally as important cuddles from Ed. Played Diablo 4 the whole morning with Miles and kuya Byron. They told me that my sorceress build was good but for me it wasn't really that good. I just need some more movement speed buff. After around 12pm I bounced off the team and tooka shower because I've got to get ready and meet my friends. We agreed that we'd see each other around 2pm. I took a shower around 1pm because the venue was really close to home but then I had two problems. 1. I was missing the shirt that I wanted to wear and spent like 20 minutes looking for that damn black shirt and 2. The DLR was closed so I had to take a bus to Canning Town then the tube for Nortj Greenwich. I got there 30 past 2 and JC was a bit annoyed because he wanted us to be standing near SZA to the point we can breathe her air. It was my fault for overestimating my ability to be early. Isaw Porcia along with Kim and it was so nice to see such familiar and welcome faces. We queued from 2.30-7pm before they opened the gates. We've got a pretty good spot near the stage and Raye started off the show as SZA's front act and the front act is giving main event vibes and she actually sings pretty darn amazing. When SZA came out I lost it! She sounds exactly like what she sounds on Spotify and she's so pretty! My mental illness was vibing althroughout the show and it was such an experience. My favorite part was when she sang Kiss Me More, Nobody Gets Me, and weirdly Seek and Destroy.

Got home around 11.30pm after all the struggling in the tube and saw an Eddie playing LoL. We slept soundly afterwards. I'm so tired but it was all worth it.

June 16, 2023

Woke up at around 2pm today. I'm still tired and I've just had like 6 hours of sleep from the flight back home but the sun was being so extra so I could just not get some sleep anymore. I feel like a zombie. I just played Diablo 4 the whole time I was awake. I couldn't do anything else.

[salem-manga]

SALEM Vol. 1 - SEED 2: Damien goes to college - Chapter Outline

Page 1 - Rain hs stopped and light pours in through the cracked window. Damien wakes up, light shining directly in his face. The dripping has stopped, though there is a sizeable wet spot in the carpet where the ceiling was leaking. He checks his watch to find that he's woken up a good hour or so before orientation.

Page 2 - He looks over to Jimbo, finding him still fast asleep in his ratty old sleeping bag, in a position that would not be comfortable for any normal person to sleep in. Damien lets out a soft sigh, a soft smirk on his face, stifling a laugh. He gets out of his sleeping bag and walks over to the window, sliding it open and propping it open with a loose 2x4. He then crouches down to his backpack and digs around for a bit before pulling out a soup can and a small camp stove

Page 3 - He crouches down next to his sleeping bag, setting the camp stove and soup down in the middle of the room, screwing it onto the top of a small propane can and setting the soup can on top of the camp stove. He opens the can and turns the stove on, making sure it's steady.

Page 4 - Damien stands up again and walks over to the window, digging out one of the last few cigarettes he's got left after his journey to Salem WV and lighting up, staring out the window as he takes a long drag, looking over the parts of the town he can see and the cracked streets below. Blowing out a puff of smoke and looking back to check on the soup, he notices that jimbo has awakened, seemingly by the scent of cigarette smoke, peering at Damien with a slight look of annoyance. "Lighting up without me? I know you've got a few left, hand one over fuckass."

Page 5 - Damien rolls his eyes, digging one out and handing it to Jimbo, who eagerly grabs it and lights up next to Damien, getting his own view of the town, slightly crouched next to Damien, resting his elbows on the windowsill. "That sure woke you up early, Jim. It's not even 2pm yet." while Damien checks his watch, noting the time as 7:43 AM, Orientation starting at 8:30 AM. "Good thing you did too, you probably would have slept through School, you lazy fuck."

Page 6 - Damien crouches down to the stove again and divides the can of soup into two plastic bowls and putting spoons into each and handing one to Jimbo, who's already nearly finished his cigarette. "Here, Breakfast. Want some coffee to go with what's left of that cig?" Jimbo just nods, and Damien goes back down to the stove, digging an empty can out of his bag and pouring some water into it out of a bottle, followed by the contents of a long expired pack of powdered coffee.

Page 7 - Damien boils the contents of the empty can. He pours it into two steel mugs from an old canteen and hands one to Jimbo, who downs the entire cup of hot coffee in one sip before continuing his breakfast, flicking the cigarette butt out the window. Damien just kind of shudders and sips his coffee slowly, recoiling at the taste a little bit before just steeling himself a bit and drinking the rest of his coffee.

Page 8 - He checks his watch again, the time reading 8:13. Damien, realizing there's only about 15 minutes before orientation, looks over to Jimbo and just tells him to finish his breakfast, Jimbo giving him a thumbs up and tipping the rest of the bowl of soup into his mouth, eating it in one go. Damien finishes his own breakfast, setting the bowl down on the windowsill, and digging around in his backpack, pulling out a notebook with a pen tucked into the binding rings. He tosses another over to Jimbo, who catches it with one hand.

Page 9 - Damien and Jimbo leave the room, Damien latching the knobless door behind him, testing a small square object in the hole where the knob would usually engage with the door's opening mechanism to make sure he can open it again before pocketing the object and walking out of the house with jimbo, both of them running down the street towards the bridge, and further past that, SCC.

Page 10 - Damien and Jimbo run through SCC's halls towards the orientation room, only just barely arriving at door in time.

Page 11 - Damien and Jimbo enter the Auditorium as the people presenting the orientation walk up on stage, Damien and jimbo finding seats next to each other in the middle of one of the back rows, brushing past and nearly knocking a few people over on their way over to the empty seats. They both sit down, taking their notebooks and pens out almost in unison, Damien staring at the stage and Jimbo staring somewhere off to the side, smiling widely.

Page 12 - Orientation starts, snapping Jimbo's attention back to the stage from another Possum girl sitting a few seats left from the pair. The presenter, a seemingly cheery deer woman, taps the mic a few times to test it before clearing her throat and looking around the audience a little bit before speaking. "Wow!~ It's great to see so many people here this year! Welcome to Salem Community College!"

Page 13 - She continues to speak. "Due to some erhm, incidents last year we've decided to start this year's orientation off on our health and safety segment!". An older man behind her seems to be staring daggers at her, who she briefly glances back at before looking back down at the podium, an audible nervous gulp escaping her throat. "A-ah! I forgot to introduce myself!" she clears her throat again. "I'm Ms. Yagev, but you can just call me Julia!" "I'm SCC's lead health and safety officer and head of our medical program, and I also teach some of the physical education classes around campus!" Some murmurs are heard from the audience, one of which is something like "I'd let her physically educate me".

Page 14 - The orientation goes on. "So, for our health and safety segment this year, we're going to start by talking about stuff you shouldn't do around campus!" The older feline man behind her taps his cane behind her as if to signal for her to keep going. "uhm, first off, don't swim in the rivers. I know some of the days around here can be pretty hot, but there's all sorts of gross diseases and stuff in the water that you really don't want on you!" Damien pokes jimbo's side, and Jimbo just glares at him a bit before looking back over to the stage. "..case last year where… …ended up with twenty stitches and a concussion… …weapons are also strictly prohibited on campus! I mean seriously, why would you even consi… …health office and infirmary are near the end of the east wi…." The shot cuts to Damien and Jimbo, Jim clearly drifting asleep, and Damien's eyes glazed over just a little bit, mouth hanging slightly open.

Page 15 - "…Thanks for listening guys!!!! I'm gonna pass the mic over to the headmaster now! Thanks again for coming! I look forward to seeing you throughout the year! Stay safe out there!~". Julia seems to ponder where to put the mic down for a minute, before the older feline man pushes himself up with his cane, Julia just passing the mic over to him and sitting down in the empty seat next to a few teachers, one of them whispering something to her, Julia whispering back. The headmaster loudly clears his throat into the mic, glaring around the auditorium. He seems to notice that about half the audience is asleep, and deliberately points the microphone towards a speaker to cause some feedback, which wakes everyone up pretty quickly, Jimbo nearly falling out of his chair, Damien covering his ears.

Page 16 - A slight grin seems to creep across the headmaster's face before he loudly clears his throat again, beginning to speak, almost robotically. "Greetings, students of Salem Community College! I am your headmaster, Mr. Williams. I will be presenting you with the things SCC really stands for." He points to some latin phrase under the school's crest hanging onto the front of the podium, tapping it with his cane. "Laborare et mutare potes mundum. For those of you who are less educated, it means" he raises his voice. "WORK HARD AND YOU'LL CHANGE THE WORLD". That's what our school is about. Put effort into your work, and do that work hard, and you'll come out of SCC a force to be reckoned with!" he seems incredibly tired as he says the rest of this. "and also behave."

Page 17 - "I knooow things have been hard these last few years, but I, the headmaster, believe you can make it, just work hard, don't cause trouble, and you'll be fine….. ….achievers, CEOs, decision makers…. ….8:30 - 4:00…. …be a man among men!…. …epresent our school in the real worl….. …our football team…. …absentee policy…" he taps his cane loudly on the ground, almost seeming proud of the words he's presented, even though he knows they might as well be completely meaningless at this point. "And that concludes my segment of this year's Orientation. Our next presenter, our school's student services chieftain, will be going over where your courses will be held." Damien and Jimbo force themselves back awake, not wanting to miss this part, as they've only been given room numbers so far, written on the back of a napkin while they still had internet access.

Page 18 - The presenter goes over class numbers, class names and locations, Damien noting down where his classes will be. "292 - Chemistry - Mr. Archibald….." "…..Behind the school at 1:45 on Wednesdays - Wilderness Survival Basics - Mr. Woods…." "…169 - Physical Training Essentials - Ms. Yagev…." "…and that concludes our orientation for today. Thanks for coming! Me and the rest of the staff look forward to seeing how you will do this year! Ciao." Damien and Jimbo get up, Jimbo winking and pointing finger guns at the other possum girl, who seems to just cringe a little bit. They walk out of the auditorium, Jimbo following Damien to the chem classroom - room 292.

Page 19 - Damien and Jimbo arrive at room 292, along with a few other people taking the chemistry class. Among them is a taller fox guy, a shorter feline guy, a gecko dude, a badger guy, and a human guy. Damien checks the room number and circles the location on the school's map brochure, before the fox guy walks over to him and holds out a hand for him to shake, a friendly smile on his face. "Heya, you taking chem too?" "Yeah. What's up?" "Oh, not much, just eager to meet new people, it's all you can really do around this town. My name's Sam by the way."

Page 20 - "huh. Nice to meet you, Mine's Damien. The gremlin behind me is Jimbo." he points back to jimbo with a thumb, who's currently jumping up and down trying to hit the room's number sign off the wall, to no avail. A slight grin grows across Sam's face as he gestures at the guys behind him, the people in Sam's group introducing themselves. The gecko introduces himself as Glenn, the Feline as Jamie, the human as Shaun, and the badger as Matthew.

Page 21 - through idle conversation, Damien mentions that he's new in town, and a few others in the group chime in mentioning that they're from out of town as well. Sam pipes up. "Figures, the only thing that really brings people to this shithole is the college. Respectable, tho" "Where are you guys staying at?" Glenn pipes up first. "I'm in second year, so i've been around a lil bit. place i'm staying now is damn near the coolest thing ever when it isn't raining" "Spit it out man!" "I'm living in a tree out back" "dude what" "yeah, I know right? I don't know how nobody's seen the like five pallets nailed together sticking out of a random tree behind campus" Damien stifles a laugh, while Glenn continues to talk, looking over to Damien. "cool views too, I think I saw you two walking down the trail yesterday" "Oh, yeah that was probably us. Fucking creep." "hey, don't knock it till you try it."

Page 22 - Glenn grins and looks back over to Damien, asking him where he's staying. "Oh, we just got here at like noon yesterday, we found this abandoned house near campus and decided it looked nice enough to stay in, at least for a night. My ass almost got soaked but I can't complain too much, a roof is a roof." An evil smile crosses Matt's face, and then he speaks. "I think I know which one you're talking about. White outside, rooms are all fucked up but there's one clear room at the end of the second floor hall right?" "uhhh, yeah." "someone got murdered there, in the room" "the clear one?" "yeah that one" Damien shudders a little bit, the smirk on the Badger's face growing wider as he goes into more detail. "the cops said when they found the guy, his intestines were like, bolted to the ceiling, and they also found his fucking testicles bolted to next to where his intestines were" "dude, that's the fucking room i've been sleeping in" Damien looks visibly uneasy. "Yeah, and his cock was stapled to his fore-"

Page 23 - Sam cuts in. "dude, cut the shit, c'mon you're scaring the shit out of him, this town doesn't need to get any smaller" Damien lets out an audible sigh of relief. "Was he bullshitting me?" "yeah, he was" "fucking asshole." The Badger just rolls his eyes. Sam speaks up again. "To change the topic a bit, I'm homeless too. Parents kicked me out at 18, and i've just been kinda drifting around town since. shit sucks but it is what it is." Damien speaks up again. "Guess most of us are looking for somewhere to live then." The badger pipes up, rolling his eyes again. "Thanks for stating the obvious, dickweed". This is where Sam pipes up again. "I actually might know a place. It's a factory near the edge of town." the Geck speaks. "You wanna live in a factory?" Sam responds. "Don't knock it till you try it. It's actually kinda nice in there, I stayed in one of those like, shipping container things that there's usually an office in for a while. It's nice and out of the way too, so we probably won't get rolled up on by the pigs." Jimbo pipes up finally. "you know a bunch about this town, man. Where'd you like, learn all this stuff?" Sam responds. "Born and raised. Not a whole lot to do but walk around when your town is the size of an anthill and crawling with just as many hicks."

Page 24 - The possum girl from earlier strolls up to the group, kinda looking around them before smiling and bumping fists with Glenn, the Gecko. "Oh shit, what up Caroline?" "Yo." "You came back?" "yeah. Chem was more interesting than I thought" "yooooooo, you finally got it hahaaaa" Damien kind of looks at them quizically, Carol piping up before looking back at him. "Oh, you know. The good stuff" Jimbo pipes up "yoooooo, the good stuff?" "the good stuff." Damien kind of laughs a little bit, turning over to Jimbo. "I guess that is one thing you can use this shitty degree for, unless you wanna become even more of a virgin than you already are" Jimbo punches him in the side lightly. "Dude shut the fuck up, you know i've got more Rizz than you could ever hope to carry" "Yeah sure buddy" Carol kind of looks over to Jimbo before snickering a bit. "He isn't wrong y'know" Damien looks back over to jimbo, who smiles widely.

Page 25 - Sam pipes up again. "Good to see you back in town, Cares, was worried you wouldn't come back." "Naaaaah, This place is better than you think it is, Sam. You should try living in detroit for a while. Most depressing fucking shit ever, Left after like three months." "Fair! You looking for someplace to live too?" "Yeppers. Don't think my parents would give me too warm a welcome back into town after that stunt last year" "Fair! We were just talking about that actually." Caroline grimaces a bit. "That thing with the pineapple and the 30 stitches?" "Nah, finding somewheres to set up shop. Turns out most of these guys need somewhere to chill too. Strength in numbers, amirite?" Caroline breathes a sigh of relief. "Where ya thinking then, homes?" "That old factory near Treeline St." "The old steel mill?" "Yeah that one." Sam turns back to the rest of the group. "It's only like, 2:30, you guys wanna go check it out?" Damien and a few others respond "Shit, I'm game. Not a whole hell of a lot else on my plate today."

Page 26 - The group heads out of SCC, idle conversation taking place between the group members. "…shit reeks…. …yeah, can't fucking believe he got away with th…. ….electrical grid…." They head out into the area behind the school, then down a few roads.

Page 27 - The group walks through the town strip again before Sam leads them off down a side road, past a bunch of houses, pointing towards a barely visible path almost completely buried under patches of grass and other vegetation. "There's our driveway." "As if any of us have cars, haha." "figure of speech, you know what I mean." The group pushes past the brush and leaves, emerging on the other side to find a road going over another small hill, Sam pointing down the road. "Told you so." Matthew kinda glares back at him.

Page 28 - They walk down the road, a building coming into view as they reach the top of another small hill.

Page 29 and 30 - Full two page spread of the group standing in front of a three story factory building, complete with collapsed smoke stacks and a large painted sign above the front entrance reading "Salem Steel Mill", and in smaller lettering below the main sign, "American Steel Co.", The whole group looking on in amazement at the factory in front of them. Final two pages in this chapter.

#writing #salem