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xsarcasticwriterx · 3 years

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Wonderwall-part 5

Summary: Steve get closer to you the more your pregnancy advances and tony tries to keep his distance as he come to realize his feeling

Pairing: Tony stark x reader x Bucky barnes, some stucky x reader

Warnings: swearing, alcohol , some minor angsty angst,

Notes: Ok i really like wonderwall right now so i'm going to update this more frequently (i say and watch i suddenly just hit a wall for this story)

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It had been a month since your ultrasound and tony had been so distant but steve had been very close with you and bucky. if bucky was away he was everywhere you were caring for your every move. Bucky appreciated it and loved seeing you and his best friend so close.

You currently were laying in bed with steve watching a movie. your head was on his stomach and he was playing with your hair. you two were eating chips and really only half watching it as yall kept joking around.

Bucky was on a mission so steve has been caring for you these past few days. “you feeling ok?” steve asked and you chuckled “for the tenth time yes i promise i'm ok” you said tilting your head looking up at him. he smiled down at you and booped your nose. you laughed and smiled “just checking you've been silent for a while” steve said going back to playing with your hair.

“I was just thinking how nice its been being with you” you said reaching up and stroking his cheek. he smiled softly down at you. he cleared his throat “uh y/n-” steve started to say but the bedroom door opened. “oh hey steve figured you'd be in here” bucky said walking in “hey babe” you said. bucky walked over and kissed your forehead and gave steve a side hug.

steve's head landed on bucky's chest as he kept messing with your hair. “heard you've been taking care of her these past few days” bucky said. “he's been a perfect gentleman” you said with a small giggle. bucky laughed and out his stuff down sliding next to steve. you laying on both of them your legs on steves lap and head on bucky's.

“Tony said he's planning a party to celebrate our return” bucky mentions. you turn your head at the mention of tony. He had been avoiding you recently. Anytime you came near him or tried to speak to him he ran off in the other direction or suddenly had things to do.

“tony spoke to you?” you asked. bucky knew how tony was avoiding you more so because he was also avoiding bucky. “nope he told nat and also told her to tell me something about him being too busy planning to do it himself. i don't know” bucky said with a shrug

“he still avoiding you two?” steve asked and you and buck replied with a simple nod. you were hurt by it, he had started this vow of silence to you since you had told him your past. you started to wonder if maybe he saw you were too broken. did he even want to be in the baby's life anymore? you sighed before shaking your head “lets go tony cant avoid me there” you said sitting up.

“sweetheart honey you can barely spend an hour without puking or getting nauseas at least” bucky said stroking your hair “ill be fine. were going no if ands or buts about it” you said huffing and standing up. you walked to your closest and steve turned to bucky “there's no point in trying to change her mind” steve said and they both chuckled. you found a dress and set it up on the door handle. “now what time is it at?” you asked with a small clap.

bucky gave a small laugh before speaking. He knew that he had no choice but him and steve would be on your tail the whole time making sure your ok. “9pm” bucky said. you gave a small nod looking at the clock which said 5pm in glowing letters. only 4 hours then tony has to speak to you.

at 8:00 you walked into the large bathroom attached to your room.stripping down you looked in the mirror touching your small stomach bump. you were close to the 2 month mark and your stomach was starting to prove that. you walked into the shower letting the warm water wash over you. you closed your eyes relishing in the warmth. you soon felt arms wrap around your waist, one human one metal. letting your head rest on bucky's chest he gave an approving groan before reaching for a bottle of soap and washing your hair. “how are you feeling today?” bucky asked massaging your scalp “mmm good steves been so much help and such a great friend when your away its nice” you said with a small smile.

Steve was almost always around you and bucky. Anything you needed he got you any help you needed he helped. whenever you got sick he kept your hair out of your face. he’d always help you wash up after. he cared for you when your emotions got too prominent and took control. he kept you still doing small exercises and even researched what you should do when you got self conscious of all the weight you were gaining. He slept in your bed holding you close on days bucky was gone and you couldn't sleep. He cared for you, more than you or bucky knew.

This isn't just for you though, he spent every moment not with you with bucky. they researched on the baby together things to do once their born how to be a good parent. They even tested how to make baby bottles even thought you had almost 7 months to go before the baby was born. you often walked into the room to find the two boys joking around, laughing. There was the one time you walked in on them slow dancing together to music from the 40′s. They said it was from the last dance they had gone to. You of course recorded it and kept it no matter how much they begged you to delete it. Steve cared for you two and would put his life on the line for you two even if it meant it'd be the end for him.

You stepped out of the shower and bucky followed after wrapping you in a towel. “steve is great isn't he” bucky said with a soft smile. “yea” you replied with a soft smile of your own but also a smirk. you looked at bucky's soft reaction to hearing your approval of steve. how his eyes glistened in happiness and a small smile stayed pressed on his face.

When bucky had first showed up at the compound the connection him and steve had lead you to believe they were together. One night you asked steve and he gave a small laugh before telling you otherwise. Not long after you started seeing bucky. You were honestly shocked nothing was going on between them and nothing had ever gone on. The chemistry they had was unbelievable and the sparks was as if someone was trying to start a fire.

Thou bucky had also thought you had a thing for bucky when he returned into steves life. The way you two smiled and laughed with one another. He saw it as a couple, he was never jealous just happy his best friend finally found someone. That was till you asked him out and he was confused. That lead to you telling him how you thought him and steve were together.

You slipped into your nice dark blue dress. you and bucky walked into the loud living room at 9:00 seeing everyone dancing and drinking. steve spotted you two immediately running over. “hey you two” he said with a large smile. “have you seen tony?” you asked. steve pointed to the bar where you saw tony drunkenly flirting with two girls. rolling your eyes you strolled on over leaving the two boys together.

“shes gonna beat his ass if she has two isn't she?” steve asked and bucky patted his shoulder “that's our girl” bucky said before walking into the group chatting with other, That remark ‘our girl’ caused steve to chug down the rest of his strong drink. He wanted more no needed more but he really didn't want to enter the warzone known at you and tony.

You grabbed tony's jacket shoving him against the bar. the girl ran off in fear and tony put his hands up in surrender. you slapped him across the face before grabbing his jacket again “listen here stark your not getting away anymore ok. not happening nope. now your going to tell me why your avoiding me or ill keep slapping you till you do” you said pulling him forward and slamming him against the bar again.

Steve had walked over to natasha stealing her drinking downing it too. “jesus what's up with you?” she asked seeing her tipsy friend. “thor you have any asgardian alcohol on you?” steve asked. thor nervously handed his friend a small shot of it. steve immediately downed it feeling the tingly sensation down his body “them” was all steve said “both of them” he said dropping his head onto the table. they immediately got it “so you finally admit it huh?” nat asked rubbin steves back steve lifted his head “you knew?” he asked. and thor laughed “of course we knew everyone did except tony,y/n, and bucky obviously” thor said. steve groaned and rubbed his face “what do i do?” he asked. nat patted his shoulder “tell them dumbass” and with that steve asked for another shot from thor.

You were still interrogating tony “I told you i cant say” he replied and was hit with another slap. at this point his face was numb. “Bucky will slaughter me if i do and ill never be able to see my baby” he said tears brimming his eyes. “tony just tell me i wont let that happen” you said releasing your grip on him. “i cant” he said. you slapped him once more. tears fell “tony” you huffed out. he looked at you before rolling his eyes shaking his head “i'm in love you” he said tears flooding out, and with that he walked off. you felt your whole body freeze. you sat on the couch in the corner.

bucky walked over sitting next to you “you get your answer?” he asked. you cleared your throat trying to act natural “uh no no he would say i dont know” you said with a shrug. bucky groaned kissing your temple before walking back to the people. about an hour later a drunk steve plopped next to you. “heeeeeey” he slurred. you laughed before replying “hi stevie” you said ruffling his hair. it had grown out a little sense he'd been so busy caring for you he never had the time to cut it but honestly you thought he looked nice with it a little longer. “your so prettyyyyyyyyy” he said falling into your lap. you laughed and smiled down at him “your pretty too” you replied. steve pouted and you were confused but also adored it, he looked like a sad puppy. “what wrong stevie?” you asked rubbing his torso

“I have an issue” he said squirming and groaning. “what is it?” you asked tilting your head “i am in love with your boyfriend” he said. you laughed a little leaving steve confused. “I know” you replied. “huh?” he asked sitting up. “well yea i mean i knew” you said with a shrug “is that it?” you asked and he shook his head “i love you too” he said his head falling back. “me?” you asked with a small smile. “yes youuuuuu i am in love with 2 of the most perfect people and they love each other” he said slurring. “wait” he said looking at you “your not mad.” he stated. you laughed “no stevie a little shocked you love me? sure but i knew you love bucky always have and its not like you can control who you love” you said with a shrug. “look tomorrow when your sober tell bucky just trust me. tell him. ill deal with him after” you replied. steve fell into your lap again.

once he was asleep you gave a small smile to him “i love you too stevie” you sai combing through his hair. bucky walked up to you “he asleep?” he asked. you nodded with a small smile. bucky lifted steve bridal style starting to walk to steve's room “where are you going?” you asked. bucky looked at you dumbfounded “to put him in his room” he said confused. “come on” you said entering you and bucky's room. bucky shrugged walking in, he layed steve down and he immediately curled into a pillow. “why here?” he asked. you gave a small shrug and smile “cause he has something to tell you tomorrow” you said leaving bucky confused. Of course you still had no clue on what to do about tonys confession but that was another problem for another day. maybe one where bucky wont slaughter tony for it.

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muwur · 4 years

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long distance headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for daichi, suga, hinata & tsukki

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.5k words

a/n: hello yall this is my first post! nobody asked, but i just started this haikyuu reader insert blog, feel free to check my page n see wazzap. also requests are open pls come fhorfjepfiwf;

daichi

✧ after high school, he stayed in miyagi while you went to tokyo, about 5 hours away, for college

✧ texting or calling whenever u can!

✧ you be like “heyyy”

✧ then he clap back with a “go focus on your lecture”

✧ “im not in lectureee”

✧ “you gave me your schedule so i know you’re in the middle of class”

✧ “...”

✧ makes sure you’re awake on time for your classes and calls you if he thinks you’re oversleeping (and hes usually right, this man just KNOWS)

✧ “morning y/n, i think you need to get to class soon”

✧ “mmrghhhghhh” *checks time* “holy sHI-- i forgot to set my alarm. IMMA BE LATE. THANKS DAICHI I LOVE YOU ILL TALK TO YOU LATER BYE”

✧ definitely skips out on some nights out with his friends to video chat you. you catch up, talk about future plans, reminisce, complain about not being able to hug one another, etc. occasionally one of you falls asleep on call, particularly after a long day or week. if he sleeps, you make sure you screenshot his sleeping face and start a picture collection

✧ you hit him up when you get drunk lMAO

✧ “daiichiii, i miss youuu, i needdd youuuu AND i needa peeee---” “hey daichi, this is y/n’s friend. y/n’s pretty out of it now but they’ll be okay! we’re heading back to our place right now” “im gonna pEE IN THIS CAR”

✧ daichi coordinates with your friends to make sure you arrive home safely, use the bathroom, and get tucked into bed. he thanks the universe you have good friends. if it weren’t for them he’d probs have a heart attacc. sends you cute, reassuring voice messages for you to wake up to the next morning with hangover tips he learned from suga

✧ always checks in with you throughout the day, every day. able to pick up on the slightest hints if you’re feeling unwell and calls you immediately to try to make you feel better

✧ makes plans to visit you! you get really excited to introduce him to your college friends (who, after meeting him, tell you not only is he a hottie but is such a kind guy, fosho a keeper. they also ask if he has any cute friends)

✧ either holding your hand or has an arm around you most of the time.

✧ you spend all day together outside and wandering the city, then spend the night back at your place (sorry roommate, but we’re gonna have to kick you out for a lil bit--)

sugawara

✧ you finally secured a job! unfortunately, the company required you to work for a year at their main facility, which was a 4 hour drive away from miyagi

✧ if suga wasn’t needed in miyagi for his teaching job, he would’ve tried to come with you

✧ after unloading your things in your new apartment and before parting ways, suga was like

✧ “everything’s unloaded everything from the car?”

✧ “yes maam”

✧ “do you have enough snacks?”

✧ “we just went to the grocery hun”

✧ “did you bring enough underwear?”

✧ “gDI yEs I dID”

✧ “:c promise to call me often”

✧ “<3333 of course”</p>

✧ good morning texts before y’all leave for work! you send each other cute pictures when you’re getting ready for the day (suga with bedhead, brushing his teeth? suga with his tie half done?? sign me up)

✧ always texts you when something reminds him of you, usually sends a picture along with it

✧ “the store was having a special on oranges today! this one reminds me of you”

✧ “why”

✧ “it just looks so cute~”

✧ will immediately call you if you send him any sort of message that worries him

-“hello? y/n what’s wrong, why is there blood?? speak to me, you haven’t replied in 5 minutes”

✧ “ohhh my bad, i’m just cleaning up don’t worry! i didn’t explain, but the picture i sent you isn’t blood, it’s ketchup i spilled on myself lolol”

✧ poor man nearly fainted from worry

✧ would pay you a surprise visit, making sure to plan it carefully so he knew you weren’t busy with work or plans. brings you gifts of your favorite snacks and a scarf that matches one of his own for the upcoming winter

✧ plans out that weekend for y’all, mans did his research beforehand. together, you toured the city and the surrounding nature, took lots of selfies (and many candids of you), and taste tested lots of foods before returning to your apartment and collapsing into your bed with exhaustion

✧ but y’all not too tired for cuddling n a lil something else >.>

hinata

✧ sure, being a couple hours away was hard for some... but y’all in different countries right now

✧ calls you immediately when there’s any inconvenience that occurs in his life, no matter how minor, thinking you’ll know how to fix it (or at least give him the reassurance he needs)

✧ “hey y/n...”

✧ “what’s wrong? you sound worried”

✧ “i broke my bike, what do i do”

✧ “you what? are you alright?? how? where are you? it’s midnight there, honey”

✧ “i was biking back to my apartment after staying late to practice! i didn’t wanna hit this turtle, so i swerved into a pole and now my bike’s wrecked :**”

✧ “ahh, are you okay?? you’re not hurt are you :(”

✧ “no, im okay... but im tired and i have two miles to go ;(((”

✧ “;( im sorry babe but you gotta walk home. we’ll get you a new bike. ill stay on the phone with you until you get back. tell me about your day <3″</p>

✧ talks about you all the time to his friends! introduces you through video chat to them! “look how pretty and cute y/n is!”

✧ together you work out your time differences and busy schedules so you can chat whenever possible

✧ he lets you know whenever he bought something for you, but never shows it to you because he’s excited to see your reaction in person when you reunite

✧ always asks you to send him pictures of yourself, he wants to see what you look like everyday he’s missing you in real life

✧ you surprise visit HIM. he’s so happy he could cry. shows you around every place he loves, shows you off to everyone he knows, holds your hand the entire time and never wants to let go, is practically glued to you not that you mind

✧ you spend your last night together lying in the grass, hand in hand, looking at the stars and sharing sweet kisses

tsukishima

✧ y’all went to separate universities. while he stayed relatively close to miyagi, you went across the country to okinawa, which was about a 3 hour flight away

✧ he sees all the couples around campus n becomes lowkey bitter, texts you immediately about gross pda like hand holding that he secretly wishes he could do with you “these people in relationships are too happy, i didn’t ask to see them gawk at each other all day” “u just miss me lmao”

✧ once overheard a convo on a shuttle at school that went like :

✧ person 1: “ugh, he’s so cute”

✧ person 2: “why dont you go out with him??”

✧ person 1: “i dunno, his dorm’s down the street, i can’t really do long distance”

✧ nANI (by the way, this is a irl conversation my friend overheard, oml)

✧ tsukki nearly choked on his morning coffee

✧ bothers texts you in class bc he’s bored and in need of your attention

✧ “hey tsukki this prof’s lectures are rlly dense, i needa focus, ill text u after”

✧ “but arent i more interesting than rocks”

✧ “trust me, id even rather watch some dino documentaries with you than be here”

✧ *read*

✧ likes to chat with you most nights as he lies in bed before going to sleep, staring up at the dark ceiling and listening to your voice through his headphones. usually just talking about how your days went (as if you weren’t texting all day) or just casual talk and banter

✧ you remind him to make sure he’s taking care of himself and eating well

✧ “who are you? my mother?”

✧ “no but you’re about to be single”

✧ surprise visits you, tells you it was yamaguchi’s idea when it was really his own and yamaguchi was just teasing him about it

✧ you show him around the city, sharing what you know about its rich history and culture. you visit most areas you both wanted to see before calling it a day

✧ your roommate conveniently spends that night over at their friend’s they just wanna give you alone time, which y’all very much needed. you make it a note to repay your roommate somehow.

✧ sweet lovin that he’s been missing, then some spooning as you sleep

a/n: just wanna tackle these about 4 characters at a time but if u wanna see this headcanon w/ other characters feel free to hmu w/ an ask <3<b> also sorry if i text type a lot and that im inconsistent with my apostrophes, let me know if that’s something you want me to fix!

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu reader insert #daichi x reader #sugawara x reader #hinata x reader #tsukishima x reader #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #sugawara koushi #hinata shoyo #tsukishima kei

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cinnamonbun-dai · 4 years

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respectful alpha (2)

(hitoshi shinso) (omegaverse)

(*≧∀≦*) fluff (*≧∀≦*)

part 1

You managed to get about 2 hours of sleep before you felt an arm around you and him mumbling in his sleep. “You’re such a pretty and strong omega.” “If only I had known sooner that you’re an omega I would of courted you like I’ve wanted to since the beginning.” You also heard him purring, making you purr back at him. You felt him squeeze you tighter, making you chirp. You felt him stir in his sleeping, rubbing his forehead against your back. “Oh my god I am so sorry I promised myself I wouldn’t do that!” he woke up, startling you. “No it’s okay don’t worry.” you reassure. You felt more relaxed, maybe it was time that you presented to someone as an omega, the suppressants always made you on edge. There was another awkward silence. “Is it true that you want to court me?” you giggled watching all the colour in his face disappear. “EH NO I MEAN YES I MEAN I’M SORRY I’LL JUST GO BACK TO MY APARTMENT!” “Toshi no stay...” you pouted, grabbing the sleeve of his t-shirt. In his mind, Shinso was flipping out, his dream omega was asking him to stay and sleep in their bed even after he made a fool out of himself. “I-I would like to court you too.” you admit, looking away from him. You felt your omega swell with joy, finally maybe having an alpha after so many years of denial. “Why did you try and present as a beta for so long? How long have you taken suppressants? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he questioned, curious. “Because people look down on omegas, well especially when I was little and all my goals weren’t seen fit for an omega. Plus since my family is known for having omegas with strong scents, I didn’t want any attention for it. I’ve been on suppressants since I started presenting and I didn’t know how you would react. I was scared that you would treat me like an inferior if you knew...” you explain. “(Y/N) I would never treat you like an inferior, no matter what your second sex is I’d treat you the same. Plus more and more rules are being put in place so that omegas are equal to alphas. Have you thought about going off suppressants, new research has shown that it increases the likelihood of omegas developing physical and mental illnesses.” “Yeah I guess, it’s just that I’m also scared of the attention it may bring.” “I could scent you so people would just think that you’re an alpha or something. I don’t want you becoming ill...” you watch him drop his eyes at the thought of something happening to you. Your omega begged for you to do something to comfort him, making you whine. ‘Oh fuck it’ you thought before going in to kiss him after quickly taking his mask off, surprising him. You pass you hand through his hair, giving an experimental tug on it. “What was that Omega?” so this is why so many of your omega friends liked being called omega by their crushes or lovers. “I-ummm...” you felt a blush creep onto your cheeks and a feeling in your lower stomach you had never felt before. You saw him sniff the air before letting go of you. “Shit I think I accidentally sent you into heat I’m so sorry.” he got up, ready to leave you in peace. “Please don’t leave. I don’t know what to do please. Please take care of me Alpha, I’m scared.” you whined, scared. He gulped, half of him wanted to stay, hating the idea of another alpha getting you but the other half wanted to respect you fully, wanting to wait for the right moment. He looked at your begging eyes and sighed. “Okay but only because I don’t want another alpha hurting you and I will not touch you.” he thanked himself for taking rut blocker and the mask. “W-what do I do?” you asked, he tried to remember his high school biology classes. “You should probably try and make a nest. It’ll go get the blankets and cushion from earlier.” he let himself follow instinct. He watched you take the cushion and blankets and organise them on your bed.

The next 5 days were hard, you had moved your nest to the bathroom so that Shinos wasn’t stuck in there when you had to take care of what he called ‘personal issues’ and he scented certain things in the apartment so you were safe if he had to leave. He even asked Jirou if she had advice to give you and ended up with a box full of stuff he was advised not to look into and just give to you. He made sure to keep his hands to himself, locking you in the bathroom when ever you tried to get him into your nest.

“I am never forgetting the take my heat suppressants again that was awful.” you say, walking into the kitchen for the first time in a couple of days. You let out a purr when you were hit by Shinso’s scent. You put the box Jirou gave you under bed, pushing it against the wall in hopes that no one will ever find it. “What’s in the box?” he let his curiosity get the best of him. “Ju-just ummmm... stuff that helped me?” you hoped he would get the idea. You couldn’t help but giggle when you saw his eyes widen and his cheek become red. “You feeling alright?” he asked, changing the subject, casually sitting on your bed. “Yeah. I’m really sorry you had to take care of me. You didn’t have to stay.” you patted his head. He smiled that you were back to normal, he always liked that you didn’t have a stereotypical omega personality and he missed it during your heat. “I-I didn’t want to leave you alone in case another alpha tried to claim you...” he rubbed the back of his neck. He felt you kiss the top of his head, looking up at you. “Thank you so much, you really are a very respectful Alpha. I’ll make it up to you somehow.” he slightly pouted when you moved away from him to undo your nest.

Shinso gripped the blanket, taking in a deep breath. “Would you like to go on a date?” he asked, scratching the side of his nape nervously. “I’d love that!” you beamed, rushing to him to hug him. He was hit with a mix of your heat scent from the pillow you were holding and your scent that screamed happy. “(Y/N) you forgot to put your pillow down and it still has your in-heat scent on it.” he muttered. “Oh sorry. Do you want it?” you stood back up, presenting the pillow to him. “N-no!” he stood up, you watched him go over to the kitchen before throwing something at you. “I have to go to the pharmacy to pick up suppressants and I need some fresh air.” you went to go put your jacket when felt his hand on your wrist making you chirp. “Wait... take my hoodie, like that no other alpha can bother you.” he took his hoodie of gave it to you. “Thank you Alpha.” he let out the loudest purr you ever heard when you put on the hoodie. “See you later Alpha.” you pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. “See you Omega.” he stepped out of the apartment to return to his own place.

Bonus:

Shinso walked into the living room, noticing Kaminari laid over the sofa while watching some rubbish day time TV. “You know I could hear you purring when you were outside. Because of you I need to give Jirou 1000yen.” he heard him complain. “Wait what?” “We’ve been betting for weeks now when the two of you would end up together, but we only put money on it once we found out (Y/N) was an omega.” he explained. “I’ll make a bet with you that I’m gonna make sure that your mattress goes missing for a week if you make another bet like that.” he threatened before going back to his room for a proper and uninterrupted sleep.

#shinso #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinso x reader #shinso hito #bnha shinso hitoshi #alpha! shinso #bnha omegaverse #omegaverse #alpha omega #bnha imagines #bnha #bnha fluff

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dreaming-gamer · 4 years

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DMC Week day 5: Hurt, Heal, Happiness – Nico & V

This work is lightly tied to my day 2 & 3, but can also be read as a standalone fic. Hope you enjoy!

No warnings, just fluff ahoy, no shipping.

V turned carefully in his bed for what felt like the thousandth time and yet only 10 minutes had passed since he last laid eyes on the clock. This was not a phenomenon he was too familiar with. Pushing forward while having slept too little had been common in his life, but not staying awake when he had the opportunity to sleep.

Shadow was curled up by his feet, a warm lump of fur, he didn’t know how many times his feet had brushed against her every time he needed to move. And yet V couldn’t tell why he felt this need, why he simply couldn’t just fall asleep as he was supposed to. Night reigned outside, cloaking the room in darkness, except for the lamp in the hall that Kyrie always made sure was on, in case any of the boys woke up. The youngest supposedly feared the dark, even asked V to check under his bed for monsters once, instead of Kyrie or Nero. V had checked, assured him it was nothing to be afraid of, when Griffon had chimed in with a helpful “The real monsters are outside!” With the bird banned from the children's bedtime stories from now on, it took about 15 more minutes for the child to calm down. Said bird was currently sprawled out over the other pillow, snoozing soundly.

It surely wasn’t the idea of monsters under the bed that kept V awake, he had been tired throughout the day, but now any sense of heaviness in his eyelids was just gone.

Finally, he gave up, letting out a sigh as he lifted his legs over the edge of the bed. The motions sent a feeling of ache through the bruises decorating his body, but the arm sling kept his arm where it should. It didn’t hurt as badly anymore, the red swelling having died down along with most of the pain, but Kyrie insisted he kept taking pain relievers so he could rest easier. Bless her warm soul, V could see why Nero got along well with her.

Shadow moved as V got up from the bed, leaving her spot to join him. Perhaps a cup of tea or simply a change of room would make him more inclined to sleep in a little while.

“Hihi, fry...” Griffon half snickered in his sleep, his master shaking his head with a smirk. What did a nightmare even dream of? Perhaps he should ask in the morning. His feline familiar and his cane supporting his slow steps, V made his way towards the kitchen.

The lamp on the hallway table lit up just enough for him to not step on one of the toys that the kids always seemed to leave loitering about. Shadow grabbed it in her mouth, moving it to the box of toys with her tail standing up straight up. She enjoyed order, he had learned and keeping an eye on the little ones was her forte, whenever V didn’t need her immediate assistance.

A picture was put up on the hallway wall, of a younger Nero and Kyrie, along with the children even younger than they were now. Kyrie was smiling, Nero looking a tad defiant into the camera, as if he’d dare the photographer to lay a hand on Kyrie or any of the kids. V got the feeling the Nero in the photos were much angrier than the one he knew and that said something. With interest, V’s green eyes continued to take in details, spotting the beginnings of a drawing on the wallpaper behind Kyrie’s white dresser.

There were just signs of a living family everywhere he looked and though V had been reluctant to impose upon them like that, they had still allowed him to stay, while he searched for a home of his own. He envisioned himself having a library, just a quiet space to read between missions because sometimes that was severely lacking in this house, with three lively children.

A kitchen such as Kyrie’s, old but cozy with a small walk-in pantry truly didn’t sound so bad, even though his expertise in the kitchen was certainly nothing to brag about. Kyrie had taken it upon herself to show him some of the basics and V found her teachings much more helpful than the occasional recipes he did try to follow.

As he opened up a cupboard, the smell of tea drifted towards him, a selection of flavors on display, perhaps chamomile would allow him to wind down enough for some sleep. Being limited to only one hand was making itself known now, as he had to do every step one at a time. As he moved to start the electric kettle, setting it in the sink to start the water, he was surprised to hear footsteps coming towards the kitchen. Was he not the only one having trouble sleeping? At first, he suspected one of the children as Kyle had a tendency to wake up during the night and head for Nero and Kyrie’s room, but the footsteps were not light enough.

“Oh-hee, I didn’t take you for the nightsnack kinda guy V.” A cheerful voice suddenly said, followed by a yawn as Nico stepped into the kitchen, dressed in a light top and pajama pants. Her black hair was exceptionally wavy, not put up in a ponytail or held back by the plaited hairband for once. It was unusual to see her like that, but V found it to suit her.

“I would not say that I am.” He admitted with a small smirk. “I was just thinking of having some tea. Would you like some?”

“Sure. Trouble sleeping?” Nico wondered, glancing at what he was doing.

“Yes.” V admitted, some stray water droplets hitting his hand as he turned the faucet on. “You as well?”

“Nah, I’ll probably fall asleep in minutes if I lay down again. After a snack that is. Rice crackers?” She grinned, opening another cupboard and grabbing a colorful plastic package, crackling in her hands. Cheese-flavored was printed on the front.

V gave her a little nod, the electric kettle starting to heat up from the flip of a switch, all they had to do now was wait. Nico pulled out cups for them, setting them on the counter as V leaned himself towards said counter, just for a bit. His muscles ached slightly, but it felt more as if it was because he was stiff from the lack of moving the last week, rather than actual pain.

“Are ya hurtin’?” She wondered, standing beside him. “That’s what’s keeping you from sleeping?”

V wondered if he was seeing concern, behind her red-rimmed glasses.

“No, Kyrie handed me a painkiller before bed. I simply feel as if... I have passed a threshold. Earlier, I was tired but I did not act on it. Right now on the other hand, I should be tired but sleep fails to claim me.”

“Whatcha talking about, can happen to anyone really.” Nico pointed out, her hand slipping to where her belt used to be but stopped when she realized no cigarette was available.

V hummed in thought.

“I admit it to be a new experience. I don’t mind the quiet of the night, but I know I should sleep…”

“Maybe ya just need a hug?” Nico said, tone teasing yet sincere. So sincere in fact that V was unsure of what to answer, straight away. Was that… alright to ask for? He had so little experience with human contact of that kind, yet he could not deny an interest in it.

A laugh slipped out of Nico when he realized his answer was overdue, his gaze upon her probably showing more of his inner thoughts than he meant for it to.

But her laughter wasn’t ill willed, in fact there was just a tone of mirth to it that he had come to associate with Nico.

“It’s not rocket science, come here!”

And then, her arms were around him. Just like that. Warm, careful because of his injured arm but oh so… soothing nonetheless. V carefully maneuvered his other arm over her back, holding on. It felt like she didn’t mind and he liked to return the favor. The sense of warmth, spreading in his chest. Her hair smelled lightly of shampoo with a spicy scent along with just a trace of tobacco and oil.

“Feels nice huh?” She said against him, V didn’t need to see her face to know that she was grinning, her jolly tone said it all.

“Yes. It does.” He spoke softly, holding on for just a little longer. The ache and pain he had faced this time felt so minor, compared to the terrifying feeling of falling apart. And yet this gesture felt like it soothed so much of it. Like the balm Kyrie had helped administer over the healing cracks in his skin, just on a deeper level.

“Thank you… Nico.” A soft vibrating feeling as she let out a light laugh under his hand.

“Anytime, ya hear?” Bubbles assaulted the inside of the electric kettle for a second, until the device shut itself off. “Let’s get that tea ready, we’re moving to the living room.” The mechanic added as she slowly let him go.

“We are…?” V asked, puzzled.

“Yep, I’m gonna show ya a little somethin’.” She told him, grinning from ear to ear. V knew not what she could possibly mean, but the fact that she was willing to spend some more time with him, in the middle of the night when she really could go and sleep some more was very thoughtful. To the point where he didn’t want to ask it of her, but Nico was already moving. She poured hot water into their cups and added the teabags, passing the rice cracker package to V and grabbing the cups herself, leading the way to the living room. V slowly followed, making sure to have his cane make as little noise as possible as he stepped through the hall. Shadow walked beside him, quiet but approving of the fact that Nico had chosen a cup with a black cat on it for V.

Gleaming moonlight touched the wooden surface of the living room table as Nico put down their cups and moved on, crouching by the TV. With a quizzical look, V followed her movements.

“Are you suggesting we watch… TV at this hour?” He asked, puzzled by the idea. Would not the noise wake the rest of the household?

“Uh huh, a Disney movie might just do ya good. Pinocchio sound okay?” Nico looked up, the grin on her face barely visible from the mere amount of light the moon granted them.

“I don’t recognize the title.” He answered truthfully, setting the package on the living room table.

“But ya know Disney?”

“Only that the children seem to enjoy those movies.”

“Hoo boy V, we’ve got something to catch up on here then, whenever ya can’t sleep. Go on, sit!” Nico half ordered him.

Thinking it was probably just for the best to play along for now, V lowered himself onto the couch, moving a toy figure of a… turtle on two legs(?) from one of the cushions, lest he would sit on it.

“Will this not wake the others up?”

“Don’t worry, we’ll keep the sound low!” Nico assured, the TV flaring to life with the push of a button and she came back to the couch, nestling herself down beside him, on his good side and grabbing for the quilts. The warm quilt that Kyrie always used was suddenly put over V, while Nico spread a yellow one over herself, while the movie was starting itself up.

This was certainly not a situation V had imagined himself ending up in, when he had found himself unable to sleep…

“If yer not gonna sleep anyway, might as well do something productive!” Nico stated, tearing a hole in the noisy rice cracker package and offered him a bite.

“Productive might not be the word I would use.” V admitted, but he nevertheless took a cracker.

“Relaxing then. Enjoy yer first look at kids movie history.” Nico said.

And enjoy it V did, sitting alongside a friend in the middle of the night, watching the story of a puppet who wished to be a real boy unfold, between sips of tea and one or two salty crackers and Nico’s commentary. Shadow laid at their feet, keeping them warm.

Slowly, oh so slowly the colorful pictures let his brain relax itself, the narrative turning no less interesting, but the cozy quilt, company and relaxation creeping up on him. Nico’s head rested against his shoulder, a comfortable, anchoring weight. Eyelids finally feeling heavy, V let his head dip, slowly against hers, the sounds of an old animated movie guiding the last of his conscious to a soft sleep.

What awaited Nero and Kyrie when they woke up the next morning was the words of the youngest orphan, being sad he hadn’t been invited to movie night, as well as the sleeping figures of Nico and V, resting against each other and the TV showing the loop of the movie's main menu since hours ago.

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blaizeofglory · 4 years

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The Big Trip

In an AU where Peter still has EDITH, but Tony is alive.

"Mr. Parker"

"Yes, EDITH?"

"Are you sure about this trip?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

He had never weighted the possibilities, never thought camping could go so... weirdly. But here he was, packing for a trip, grabbing everything he needed. It was almost christmas time. That's the first weird thing. Who goes camping during Christmas time. It was only the 19th, but still, they would be gone for four whole days, coming back a day before Christmas Eve.

"You don't know what will happen. The probability that something will happen is at its highest of 100%. Your Aunt May made a packing list, too. Would you like me to read it off?"

"One last time couldn't hurt." As EDITH started reading everything off, Peter replied with 'Check' and the occasional 'Wait, I need that?' After he had everything and went over the list one last time, he was sure he was ready for this trip.

The car ride to school was filled with 'I'll miss you's and 'Dont have too much fun's. Even if he didn't show it, he didn't like having to sleep so closely next to Flash. Who knew? One night he could wake up on the pond, or worse, in a tree!

As they arrived at school, the clock struck 5 A.M. The crack of dawn had struck and it was showing on everyone's faces. Mr. Harrington was bright eyed and bushy tailed, though. Worry had struck everyones faces when he said,"Now where did I put that map... I always lose that thing..."

The bus left at 6 A.M., but Mr. H wanted to give his normal, hour long," What are we not gonna do? Lose another kid!" And... well, he did. And the bus driver were deciding whether or not to leave without him.

As the students boarded the bus, the bus driver groaned about how they brought open food and such on the bus, yelling,"If you spill anything on this bus, I'll make my wrath worse than the chitauri's when they came to New York."

Flash, of course, decided it was a great opportunity to yell back,"Hey, why are you wearing aviators when it's not even sunny out?"

"Do you want me to come back there?" The old man turned and yelled in reply.

"Alright, kids, settle down. We've got a four hour ride ahead of us and we cant make our nice bus driver already not want to drive us!" Mr. H trembled.

Flash mumbled some thing under his breath, but was too busy looking at Peter's pants to continue, instead saying,"Hey Parker, nice Hello Kitty pants." Peter, of course, found this as a perfect opportunity, too.

"Well at least I'm not wearing a Gabba Gabba shirt." He had peered a few minutes ago through Flash's jacket to see the shirt. Now, he was trying his hardest to cover it up.

"You're gonna pay for that peter..." he mumbled again.

The next four hours were torture, but Ned and Peter survived. As they arrived at their campsite (more like open woods), Mr. Harrington put Peter, Ned, MJ, and Flash on Tent Duty.

While wearing the EDITH glasses, Peter had known exactly how much pressure he was applying to the poles, but didn't realise that as soon as he took the glasses off, he added too much pressure to the tent pole and...

*Snap*

"How did you mess that up Parker? You ought to be lucky. I brought a bunch of extra poles, in case Mr. Harrington broke a few more this year." Flash was right. Last year, Mr. H broke so many poles, it wasn't even funny... well... it WAS funny, but they promised not to laugh.

Peter, making the correct choice, put back on the glasses and let EDITH measure how much pressure he added to the poles once more, but as soon as he started sweating, he took them off once more and...

*Snap*

"Again? Really Parker?"

This happened about two more times before...

"PARKER! I SWEAR, IF YOU BREAK ONE MORE, ILL BREAK YOU" It didn't look like Flash was kidding, either.

This last one, it was perfect. Slid right into the other pole, no problem.

"Well, there's an hour's work." Ned exclaimed, looking at the huge tent that was displayed. Everyone got one per four people. Seeing as only 12 people, teacher included, came along, it didn't seem half bad. Even if Peter had to sleep in the same tent as Flash. MJ and the other 3 girls got a tent, a few stray boys got their tent, Mr. Harrington got his own tent, and Peter, Ned, and Flash got their's.

Mr. H came out of his poorly set up tent, exclaiming,"Bug spray, everyone! Wouldn't want anyone to scar from bites!" He looked slightly worried, but continued on," MJ, come on, let's get you sprayed" As everyone got their bug spray on, Peter stood quietly with Ned, waiting for their turn. Peter knew, in his mind, something bad was going to happen. Lucky, there was a long nearby in case he spontaneously combusted.

"Ned, come on over! No need to stand so far away, you too, Peter!" Mr. H called over to the pair. Ned strutted over while Peter was hesitant.

"OK Ned, you first." Mr. Harrington sprayed the bug spray onto Ned, some flying into Peter's face, making him cough. "Smells bad, I know. Well, dont worry, Pete, it's your turn!" Peter walked over, outstretched his arms and waited. Mr. Harrington shook the container violently as Peter sat there, T-Posing.

"Mr. Harrington?"

"Annnnd... got it! Let's go!" He started spraying the bottle. As soon as the spray hit Peter's arm, his skin turned bright red and hives began to form. "Wha-?" Mr. H started.

"OH MY GOD, HOW EXPIRED IS THAT?" Peter shrieked in pain,"MY GOD, THAT BURNS." He took a leap of faith into the pond, screaming.

After drying off and a call to Aunt May, Peter was all good to keep going. Even with hives on his body, he could still have fun.. even if... he wanted.. to itch... the hives... so... badly... But none the less! He must carry on!

"Well, after that disaster, we have now learned that Mr. Parker here is allergic to bug spray! Maybe we can try and enjoy our lunch. It is..." He looked at his watch,"12:27! We're going to have some walking tacos! Sounds great, right?" Everyone nodded in agreement, as they were starving.

Lunch and the afternoon flew by like a rocket aimed at a bus full of teens on a trip to see landmarks and soon it was time to sleep. Peter and Ned had noticed a small trail of spiders following them, but paid no mind. MJ and Flash however, nothing can get past them.

"What's that, dickwad?" Flash smacked Peter across the head as he pointed towards the spiders.

"Ow.. it's nothing, they probably just like the smell of the bug spray." Peter replied.

"Are you sure?" MJ chimed in.

"Pete said it's fine, so its fine. It's time to go into your tent and sleep. Okay?" Ned jumped in. Both muttered 'okay' and walked towards their tents in shame. As Peter and Ned walked back to their tents, the small army of spiders followed. Although Peter was Spiderman, he was deathly afraid of the things.

Night passed and Peter hadn't slept a bit, with the spiders climbing all over his face, resting like a cat right then and there, and waking up to jump from him, to Ned, to Flash, and then back. Plus he was frozen to the core every few minutes, he would grab a new sweatshirt and bundle up.

Ned woke up to see a tired Peter looking like a huge marshmallow, but a living ice cube.

Morning came and went almost the same as the day before, without the allergic reaction.

Mr. Harrington noticed a hot springs on the opposite side of their camping site and decided that everyone should go swimming! Splendid idea. After everyone got changed into their suit, Peter, although he had a perfect body, felt uncomfortable. As soon as he walked out of his tent, MJ wouldn't stop gasping and staring. They clambered into the springs, yelling for others to get out of the way. All the girls were interested in Petey Boy and all the guys were interested in the girls.

Except for Mr. Harrington, he tried, he really did, to keep his eyes off of Peter, but... who could resist such perfect abs?

The day then went on without a hitch and they all went to bed. But... Flash had other ideas.

He gathered up all of the boys, excluding Ned and Peter, and picked up Peter's blow up bed, sending it off on it's own journey into the pond.

Peter woke up to Ned yelling for Mr. Harrington, saying Peter is missing. At that moment, he was fully awake, and screaming. In fact, this scared him so much that he jumped off the mat and onto a tree.

Which was difficult to explain to Flash.

Who had seen the entire (not really, but he insists that he did) thing.

But, who cares! He's got an extra mattress and all ne needed to do was figure out a way down from this very high, very unstable tree.

The process of getting Peter down from that tree required 4 threats from Mr. H, many concerned students, 2 calls to the fire department (one making the call, the other canceling it) and a partridge in a pear tree.

Mr. Harrington was on his last straw with Peter. One last thing went wrong and they were ending the trip early.

But, the only thing that went wrong was on the last day after everything was packed up and on the bus.

"Okay, guys, since you all have no reason or proof that I can get me fired, I have decided to reward you all! Since we are only having lunch together and you'll be home for dinner, I have brought, drum roll please!" Silence,"Okay.. CANDY CANES!" Peter and Ned exchange 'The Look'.

"Okay, everyone, grab a max of 2!"

"I'll only have one Mr. Harrington, thanks though." Peter said.

"That's fine with me! How about you, Ned?"

"I'll take one, too."

"Great! Okay, guys, let's eat on the bus to save time!"

As everyone got onto the bus, they all started unwrapping their candy canes, except Peter.

He waited until about two hours into the trip to eat his candy cane.

Ned, sitting beside him, told him he should wait until he's home, so he can experiment. But, hey, go with the flow, man.

As Peter put the candy cane in his mouth, it started to burn, worse than the bug spray. He decided that the best option was to stay quiet and silently chew on the candy cane.

That was not the best option.

He started to cough, badly. Peter caught Ned's and Mr. Harrington's attention, who told the bus driver to stop and got up, helping Peter off the bus to spit out the peppermint cane and get water.

After that, everything else was fine.

They got to the school and Aunt May was standing with Tony Stark and a shiny car.

"So! How was your field trip?" Tony asked Peter and Ned as soon as the got into the car.

"It was so awesome!" Replied Peter

"Dude, you had two allergic reactions, had spiders up your arms the whole time, woke up one morning in a tree, broke a tent, and almost went into hibernation. It was not awesome." Ned sourly responded. In the background, you could hear Aunt May snickering.

Thanks for reading! And thanks @becausewhyknotme @agentpeggybarnes @ilovetomatoes3000 @night0seven for the inspiration!

#marvel #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #marvel fan fiction #marvel fanfic #marvel cinematic universe

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inthedayswhenlandswerefew · 5 years

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Queen Lyrics for When You’re Feeling Low

1) “But there’s a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping, some sunshine ray through a crack in a shutter, or a sight of a light at the end of a tunnel” (Action This Day, Hot Space)

2) “Gotta face up, better grow up, gotta stand tall and be strong” (All God’s People, Innuendo)

3) “But I’m ready, yes I’m ready for you, I’m standing on my own two feet” (Another One Bites The Dust, The Game)

4) “You stand so tall, you don’t frighten me at all” (Back Chat, Hot Space)

5) “Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see” (Bohemian Rhapsody, A Night At The Opera)

6) “Breakthru, these barriers of pain, breakthru, to the sunshine from the rain” (Breakthru, The Miracle)

7) “Some sleepless nights in wait for you, some foreign presence you feel comes creeping through, some stream of hope the whole world through” (Calling All Girls, Hot Space)

8) “I gotta be cool, relax, get hip, get on my tracks” (Crazy Little Thing Called Love, The Game)

9) “I gotta shape up now, you gotta know why” (Dancer, Hot Space)

10) “Fight your battle but you leave on time” (Dead On Time, Jazz)

11) “Go to sleep and dream again, soon your hopes will rise and then” (Dear Friends, Sheer Heart Attack)

12) “Should be waiting for the sun, looking ‘round to find the words to say, should be waiting for the skies to clear” (Doing All Right, Queen)

13) “Hear what I say, don’t lose your way” (Don’t Lose Your Head, A Kind Of Magic)

14) “Tonight I’m gonna have myself a real good time, I feel alive” (Don’t Stop Me Now, Jazz)

15) “When your problems seem like mountains, you feel the need to find some answers, you can leave them for another day” (Don’t Try So Hard, Innuendo)

16) “Don’t try suicide, nobody’s worth it” (Don’t Try Suicide, The Game)

17) “Don’t destroy what you see, your country to be, just keep building on the ground that’s been won” (Father To Son, Queen II)

18) “Oh, got to get rid of this feeling I’m feeling inside” (Feelings Feelings, News Of The World)

19) “Fight from the inside, you can’t win with your hands tied” (Fight From The Inside, News Of The World)

20) “Don’t look back, don’t look back, it’s a rip-off” (Flick Of The Wrist, Sheer Heart Attack)

21) “When you’re through with life and all hope is lost, hold out your hand, ‘cause friends will be friends right ‘til the end” (Friends Will Be Friends, A Kind Of Magic)

22) “Can’t you tell when we get it down, you’re the one, you’re the best in town” (Fun It, Jazz)

23) “Tomorrow comes, tomorrow brings, tomorrow brings love in the shape of things” (Funny How Love Is, Queen II)

24) “You don’t waste no time at all, don’t hear the bell but you answer the call” (Hammer To Fall, The Works)

25) “Wait for the sunrise and everything will seem so clear” (Hang On In There, The Miracle)

26) “These troubled days of cruel rejection, you come to me, soothe my troubled mind” (Heaven For Everyone, Made In Heaven)

27) “Well I tell you my friend, this might seem like the end, but the continuation is yours for the making” (The Hero, Flash Gordon)

28) “I’m having a hard time, I’m walking a fine line between hope and despair” (I Can’t Live With You, Innuendo)

29) “Gotta find me a future, move out of my way” (I Want It All, The Miracle)

30) “God knows, got to make it on my own” (I Want To Break Free, The Works)

31) “I’m caught in a dream and my dream’s come true” (I Was Born To Love You, Made In Heaven)

32) “Keep your chin up when you’re feeling lonely, don’t let ‘em get you down” (If You Can’t Beat Them, Jazz)

33) “So risky, but I gotta chance it” (In The Lap Of The Gods...Revisited, Sheer Heart Attack)

34) “You can be anything you want to be, just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be” (Innuendo, Innuendo)

35) “No one knows what I’ve been through, let my flag unfurl” (The Invisible Man, The Miracle)

36) “Sometimes I feel so sad, so sad, so bad, but no one’s gonna stop me now, no one” (It’s A Beautiful Day, Made In Heaven)

37) “It’s a long hard fight, but I’ll always live for tomorrow” (It’s A Hard Life, The Works)

38) “I’ve been wrong but I’ll learn to be right” (It’s Late, News Of The World)

39) “Life is much too short to while away with tears” (Jealousy, Jazz)

40) “Oh get yourself together, things are looking better every day” (Keep Passing The Open Windows, The Works)

41) “All you people keep yourself alive” (Keep Yourself Alive, Queen)

42) “Now listen, no one stops my party” (Khashoggi’s Ship, The Miracle)

43) “One shaft of light that shows the way” (A Kind Of Magic, A Kind Of Magic)

44) “We’re far apart and I’m growing old, but while we live we’ll meet again” (Las Palabras De Amor, Hot Space)

45) “Cause I’ve made my break and I won’t look back, I’ve turned my back on those endless games” (Leaving Home Ain’t Easy, Jazz)

46) “Why don’t you let me make a brand new start” (Let Me Live, Made In Heaven)

47) “Life is cruel, life is a bitch” (Life Is Real, Hot Space)

48) “I lie in wait with open eyes, I carry on through stormy skies” (Lily Of The Valley, Sheer Heart Attack)

49) “Hurry put your troubles in a suitcase, come let the new child play” (Long Away, A Day At The Races)

50) “Forget regrets and just remember, it’s not so long since you were young” (The Loser In The End, Queen II)

51) “You won’t remember when this is blown over, and everything’s all by the way” (Love Of My Life, A Night At The Opera)

52) “I’m playing my role in history, looking to find my goal, taking in all this misery but giving it all my soul” (Made In Heaven, Made In Heaven)

53) “I’m gonna take a little walk on the wild side, I’m gonna loosen up and get me some gas, I’m gonna get me some action” (Man On The Prowl, The Works)

54) “A voice from behind me reminds me, spread out your wings and you are an angel, remember to deliver with the speed of light a little bit of love and joy” (The March Of The Black Queen, Queen II)

55) “Bring out the charge of the love brigade, there is spring in the air once again” (The Millionaire Waltz, A Day At The Races)

56) “The one thing we’re all waiting for is peace on earth and an end to war” (The Miracle, The Miracle)

57) “Come on, take a shot” (Misfire, Sheer Heart Attack)

58) “Somethin’ harder’s coming up, gonna really knock a hole in the wall, gonna hit ya, grab you hard, make you feel ten feet tall” (Modern Times Rock N’ Roll, Queen)

59) “I’ve walked too long in this lonely lane, I’ve had enough of this same old game” (Mother Love, Made In Heaven)

60) “No I’ll never look back in anger, no I’ll never find me an answer” (Need Your Loving Tonight, The Game)

61) “Please don’t you cry anymore, can’t you see, listen to the breeze, whisper to me please” (Nevermore, Queen II)

62) “Oh oh the night comes down, and I get afraid of losing my way” (The Night Comes Down, Queen)

63) “Just a new man, yes you made me live again” (Now I’m Here, Sheer Heart Attack)

64) “Gimme one night, gimme one hope” (One Vision, A Kind Of Magic)

65) “When your plans go wrong and you turn out the light, but inside of your mind you have to put up a fight” (Pain Is So Close To Pleasure, A Kind Of Magic)

66) “Rest your weary head and let your heart decide” (Play The Game, The Game)

67) “No man could understand, my power is in my own hand” (Princes Of The Universe, A Kind Of Magic)

68) “You had your time, you had the power, you’ve yet to have your finest hour” (Radio Ga Ga, The Works)

69) “Your every day is full of sunshine, but into every life a little rain must fall” (Rain Must Fall, The Miracle)

70) “Sometimes I get so low, I just have to ride” (Ride The Wild Wind, Innuendo)

71) “You got your whole life ahead of you” (Sail Away Sweet Sister, The Game)

72) “The slate will soon be clean, I’ll erase the memories, to start again with somebody new” (Save Me, The Game)

73) “Dancing, what a damn jolly good idea” (Seaside Rendezvous, A Night At The Opera)

74) “By flash and thunder-fire and I’ll survive, then I’ll defy the laws of nature and come out alive” (Seven Seas Of Rhye, Queen II)

75) “And the world will surely heal my ills” (She Makes Me, Sheer Heart Attack)

76) “I guess I’m learning, I must be warmer now, I’ll soon be turning ‘round the corner now, outside the dawn is breaking” (The Show Must Go On, Innuendo)

77) “Today the cloud hangs over us and all is grey, but some day, one day” (Some Day One Day, Queen II)

78) “I’m okay, I’m alright, ain’t gonna face no defeat” (Somebody To Love, A Day At The Races)

79) “Pull yourself together ‘cause you know you should do better, that’s because you’re a free man” (Spread Your Wings, News Of The World)

80) “Don’t lose control just hang on out with me” (Staying Power, Hot Space)

81) “Try my best, be a real individual” (Tenement Funster, Sheer Heart Attack)

82) “The nights grow long, but dreams live on” (Teo Torriatte, A Day At The Races)

83) “Oh my friends, it’s been a long hard year, but now it’s Christmas” (Thank God It’s Christmas, The Works sessions [non-album song])

84) “No use sitting and thinkin’ on what you did, when you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids” (These Are The Days Of Our Lives, Innuendo)

85) “But you know I don’t give a light, I’m gonna make out all right” (Tie Your Mother Down, A Day At The Races)

86) “I feel like no one ever told the truth to me, about growing up and what a struggle it would be” (Too Much Love Will Kill You, Made In Heaven)

87) “Can’t we give ourselves one more chance, why can’t we give love that one more chance” (Under Pressure, Hot Space)

88) “Living breathing rock n’ roll, this never-ending fight, was it all worth it, was it all worth it, yes it was a worthwhile experience” (Was It All Worth It, The Miracle sessions [non-album song])

89) “I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face, but I’ve come through” (We Are The Champions, News Of The World)

90) “Shoutin’ in the street, gonna take on the world someday” (We Will Rock You, News Of The World)

91) “But now I’m the one to decide, who needs, well I don’t need, who needs you” (Who Needs You, News Of The World)

92) “But touch my tears with your lips, touch my world with your fingertips, and we can have forever” (Who Wants To Live Forever, A Kind Of Magic)

93) “A breathtaking scene, with the dreams of the world in the palm of your hand” (A Winter’s Tale, Made In Heaven)

94) “Not tonight, come tomorrow, when everything’s sunny and bright” (You And I, A Day At The Races)

95) “Whenever this world is cruel to me, I got you to help me forgive” (You’re My Best Friend, A Night At The Opera)

#queen #classic rock #queen fandom #borhap fandom #borhap #bohemian rhapsody

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vndic-a · 4 years

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txf ran for YEARS and is chock full of moments that our boi has been horrifically injured. this is mostly going to focus on physically lasting scars and prominent breaks that still cause him all those fun aches and pains, but will touch into whatever prominent injuries he’s experienced that i think are noteworthy, including those with notable trauma experienced. this should have all of them but i’m not perfect. 99% of these are timestamped with what episode it happened, some have screenshots, and like maybe 1 or 2 will be headcanon ones. the reason i’m posting is for the sake of plotting and also a little timeline for myself, to keep in mind / keep track of all the things he’s been through.

SCARRING .

1 . shot in the left thigh, straight through his femur (oof). thicc boi star - shaped scar. 1X13 2 . gash on lower rib - cage / abdomen, clawed by the “jersey devil.” minimal / thin scarring. 1X5 3 . moderate skin damage to face / below eyes and around cheekbones due to hypothermia exposure. it’s not terribly noticeable and only really lasts maybe less than a year and a half, normally most don’t see it unless he’s pointed it out since the damage was so close to his eyes. screenshot of how it looked when he entered the hospital . 2X16/17 4 . scully shot him in the shoulder :// give that boy another starry scar. 2X25 5 . deep slash on the face / upper right cheekbone from a gargoyle. he tends to receive a lot of scars on his temple / head and most of them remain thin and whiten over the years, but to someone close enough / knows what to look for, they’re there. screenshot . 3X14 6 . slammed his head against a windshield hard enough for the window to have some blood on it. was unconscious for a while after. screenshot 1 2 and 3 ( 3 is harder to see but it was stitched & bandaged ). 3X16 7 . shot in the head. didn’t die bc this boi is wild. screenshot . FTF 8 . probable damage to his neck ( small scars dotted across ) after an octopus - like creature strangled him and embedded parts of it in his neck. this is another sort of scarring that probably only lasted around a year, if that, and wasn’t noticeable all over. trypophobia warning on this image : screenshot . 6X13 9 . deep human bite marks on right forearm / closer to elbow, as well as part of his bicep. definitely prominent if not jagged scarring. bleeding was severe enough a tourniquet can be seen in the screencaps. screenshot of heavy bleeding and tourniquet. also his arm ass arm had a sling after the fact . 7X04 10 . ricocheting bullet hit upper left bicep. wrapped in heavy gauze , it’s probably a small minute scar. 7X06 11 . he got attacked by a bunch of snakes, so specific scarring is ??? questionable but they were poisonous and he did have to go to the hospital. 7X09 12 . had his skull drilled into at the edge of his hairline to induce his repressed memories. 4X23 13 . infestation of his lungs. he was basically suffocating due to the volume of eggs and beetles in his lungs and had to have them cleared after coughing up blood. it was hella violent. 7X18 14 . i don’t count fight club cuz that episode was BONKERS and there were so many things. 15 . of course, mul.der’s abduction. the scars for this fade away, but in the first couple of days that he’s returned and back on his feet, they’re still healing. i’ll detail more on this later. 16 . another temple gash ! photoset. 8X20

BROKEN BONES .

1 . obviously whenever he got shot through the femur . 1X13 2 . he got attacked by a gorilla ( don’t worry abt it this shit was wild im just putting it on here cuz like wtf y’know ) so i’m gonna wager potentially broken / fractured ribs / possibly some pretty bad bruising if not any breaks to his head. he was unconscious for a while and when scully found him he reacted wildly pained to her touch. also the only reason i’m adding this as well is because he’s definitely had a history of broken / fractured ribs. 2X18 3 . left pinky twisted and broken severely as a means of torture. 5X18 4 . in general he’s broken some ribs here and there. i also personally headcanon he broke his wrist when he was a kid, and it’s partly reason why this stooge drops his gun so fucken often, he’s got a lousy grip.

GENERAL / LONG TERM AFFLICTIONS .

1 . was infected with an alien gas that killed him, he FLAT - LINED for about a minute before scully revived him . 2X16/17 2 . he’s had a trillion concussions, which can only get worse as time goes on :/// 3 . he’s also had unconventional medical procedures performed on him: mind - wiped in spooky unknown government labs, a lot of techniques and medicines to help him remember things via stimulating hallucinations that basically caused seizures, another time he was given medication that induced a seizure, drugged a few times that caused extremely high levels of paranoia and anxiety to very violent and uncontrollable levels. 4 . exposure to the black cancer, as well as torture / imprisonment without basic necessities which totally had some long-term mental effects. 4X8/9 5 . i mean he did get mummified by prehistoric fireflies but he’s cool now. 1X20 6 . he’s definitely got tinnitus from multiple stuff over the years but mostly from the gunshot to the head. FTF 7 . he almost died again, buried under rubble to narrowly avoid a massive explosion, severely feverish, dehydrated / heat exhaustion and unconscious for several days and BARELY fighting past the illness. 3X1 8 . subjects himself to tests from a doctor to inject him with ketamine ( a hallucinogenic anaesthetic ) to try and remember his past more clearly, causing seizures, severe migraines, and lapses in his current memory ( a vivid flashback occurs and he’ll wake up not knowing where he is ). also got his skull drilled into that was cool. 4X23 9 . moderate radiation burns to his forehead / face . 10 . oh yeah he drowned in the bermuda triangle but it’s cool his wife rescued him. 6X3 11 . he’s had hypothermia a lot in general.

MENTAL .

1 . take a shot everytime mulder gets tortured, die in 4 minutes . 2 . fear of fire is very pronounced. 1X12 3 . kidnapped, drugged, mind - wiped, dropped back to scully not knowing where he is. 1x2 4 . take a shot everytime he’s sleep deprived, whether bc of his own passion or because of someone forcing him to stay up. scully has made notes herself, verbally exclaiming mulder needs rest bc he hasn’t had any in 24 and sometimes 36+ hours. 5 . idk if i mentioned but he’s been held hostage a lot, more than once in some actual prison somewhere where he’s tortured, and a handful of times by dangerous criminals who are ready to kill him and do it for ransom. 6 . the amount of times he’s been detained and literally tied up or held down by something / physically restrained, i’d wager he’s less and less cool with it every time. 7 . almost was drowned inside of a mental hospital, drowned in the bermuda triangle, was almost drowned in a bath tub, and has been strangled more times than he’s comfortable with. the general concept of not being able breathe is a little too familiar. 8 . i just want to point out how many times he’s been exposed to seeing death / dead bodies / generally absolutely grotesque things , child death included . staring at severed appendages . has seen men literally chopped apart and left in trash containers . mentally he’s become very sound in a sort of formal way, in a way he can prioritize his work in an almost obsessive way to move past it all so it won’t catch up with him. he’s excellent at that mental compartmentalization. bleeding and dying, he is still looking for the truth. he’s seen many gruesome visuals and he notably has nightmares / terrors in the shows. 9 . that being said, he’s had some vivid nightmares since he was a kid. 10 . some ghosts psychoanalyzed the shit out of him and scully and made them think they shot one another, which has always been a fear of his since kitsunegari when he saw scully shoot herself in the head and how he almost shot her. he barely forgave himself for that. lots of hallucinations and fun stuff. 6X6 11 . extremely bad migraines that eventually formed into an unresponsive, violent state that put him in a mental hospital, where he paced around screaming, unable to form sentences. he harmed himself and others until he was medically forced into a catatonic state, while skinner and others tried to inject him with medicine to revert the state, resulting in seizures. he could also read minds during this period but nbd. a lot of this typically comes back up in 6X22/7X1/2 12 . got stuck in a simulated reality and drugged by an AI which would just kinda fuck with anyone. 5X11 13 . his abduction is an entire thing i won’t go into immediately here, but there was some very severe torture involved that stays with him for the rest of his life. 14 . his relationship with death is pretty fucked in general. he should’ve died so many times.

#I THINK this is all of iot #some of them are also repeated in s10/11 but i didn't add those refs #he doesn't have any severe injuries in those episodes so #.☄ ° ゜ as you claw the thin ice . ⇢ fact.#i hope you guys enjoy this cuz it took me a l l day

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Super5 headcanons part 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part3 Part 4 Part 5

Thank you everybody for saying such nice things of part 2 (as i said i wasnt that confident so it made me really happy to know you liked it) and sorry for taking so long but school is a bitch and almost killed my inspiration. Anyway here comes part 3

Minegishi: i just got out work. Can someone care to tell me what happened?

Hatori: uhh, yeah . sorry

Hatori: i got out of work like an hour ago and came home to find Shimazaki sleeping on MY bed

Hatori: Shibata was already at the gym and shimazaki hasnt waken up so i dont know much more??

Hatori: i dont know either what to do...

Shibata: is he still there? I told him to take my bed!

Hatori: well he clearly didnt...

Minegishi: ok but HOW did you find him exactly?

Shibata: ill tell you later guys. My next class is about to start

Shibata: And dont worry Hatori! i dont think hell wake up anytime soon.

Shibata: You should have seen him carrying the dog! It was cute <3

Shibata: in a strange way

Minegishi: dog?? WHAT DOG?

Hatori: did you just say "carrying"?

Shibata: sorry guys gtg

Hatori: shit WAIT

Hatori: where am i supposed to sleep now? I cant sleep on the couch!

Shibata: you can sleep with me

Hatori: WHAT? NO

Shibata: Do you prefer to wake him up?

Hatori: I pick the right side

Minegishi: No homo

Hatori: fUCk U

Shimazaki wakes the next morning to the sound of someone gagging to his right

"THE HELL IS THAT SMELL? WHY DO YOU STINK SO MUCH?" yells Hatori before letting out a muffled yelp when the pillow Shimazaki threw hits him square on the face

Shibata, probably alerted by Hatoris screams, comes running and asks from the doorframe "Whats going here?"

"THAT BASTARD SMELLS LIKE POOP AND NOW MY BED WILL SMELL TOO" says Hatori while pointing at the man on his bed who is just groaning clearly annoyed at being awaken

"Hmm it was probably the dog" says Shibata pensive and then looks carefully at shimazaki "You dont have more clothes dont you?"

"Holy shit! Thats true. Youve been using the same clothes since then..."

Shimazaki cant understand why it suddenly matters so much to them "No i dont. Now that that has been cleared up can i go back to sleep?"

"You have to change first. Hatoris clothes wont fit you. so take a shower while i search for something to lend you" says shibata and then turns to Hatori "you gotta go now or you are gonna be late. Dont worry todays my day off, Ill wash your bed"

"Thanks man" says Hatori and then quickly discusses something abouy dinner with shibata before leaving the apartment. Shimazaki can only stare. He just wants to sleep.

But before he can turn his back and return to sleep Shibata is already on him hurrying him to the shower.

Shimazaki doesnt like the idea of giving up his clothes to Shibata (he doesnt like letting go of his possesions because Mental eye cant find inanimate objects and he learned early on life how easy it was to lose things) but even he is starting to get nauseous at the smell of trash and he isnt in the mood to deal with it himself

Shibatas clothes fit loosely but they are comfy, besides once he gets out the shower the man has breakfast ready for him (theres still a box of his favourite cereal) and leaves him to his own devices while he does laundry.

By the end of the day Shimazaki has his own clothes back and they are softer than he remembers ("its the softener" says Shibata, "the what?" responds shimazaki)

Minegishi and Hatori arrive later with boxes of take out and they eat together in awkward silence until Minegishi casually asks with a smirk if Hatori and Shibata slept well at which shibata laughs and tells them Hatori is a blanket hogger which in turn makes Hatori complain about shibatas snores.

The childish fight continues and even though Shimazaki doesnt take part in it he listens atently

At the end he returns to minegishis apartment that night and sleeps on the couch. Neither of them uttering a word of what happened.

The next time Minegishi asks him to go grocery shopping he accepts.

This is stupid. This was a waste of his time.

Shimazaki couldnt read price tags or labels and he didnt know what he was doing here or why Minegishi had brought him

At most he could tell apart boxes from cans and the weight of things but he couldnt differentiate whether he was holding a can of tuna from a can of yakitori sauce or 1k of salt from 1k of sugar without having to ask somebody else.

It was even worse when it came to liquids if the milk/juice failure was anything to go by

After the first few failures of trying to pick stuff Minegishi had tried to teach him about couponing and discounts but then again he had to ask him the price everytime and they both soon got tired of it

All he could do was to touch and feel the fruit and vegetables trying to tell apart the riped from the rotten/damaged

Looking for any bump, hole, softness...things Minegishi taught him

It was stupid.

Minegishi could ripen/fix any plant with his powers and they both knew it

This was a waste of time.

He hated every second of this and wanted to go already but Minegishi had been hellbent on him learning at least this and left him in the fruits section to pick whatever he deemed best while he finished the shopping.

And that was what he was TRYING to do when a store clerk had the brilliant idea of addressing him

In his defense they had been almost 3 hours here and he had been done since the first. The fact he didnt even know what the hell he was holding anymore except that it was round and ripe not helping his annoyance.

He turned to tell her to fuck off. He just wanted to intimadate her. Force her to leave him alone.

He may have gone a little bit overboard.

He opened his eyes.

"Excuse me sir. Customers arent supposed to grab the tomatoes with their bare hands. The bags are-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Her scream could be heard all around the store

Before he could teletransport away the tomato he was holding twisted and tangled its newly grown vines around his hand in a tight grip. (The sight of it clearly didnt help the girl's panic)

"Dont even think about it" hissed a pissed Minegishi when he passed by his side on his way towards the screaming girl.

Minegishi couldnt feel more stupid than he was feeling a the moment.

In his haste to initiate Shimazaki on the path of becoming a civil person he had somehow forgotten the man was actually blind (not his fault it was so easy to forget when you have seen him destroying entire buildings).

He had tried. He had really tried to come up with any way to fix this mess of a trip but it was getting late and they hadnt even started their actual shopping.

So at the end he gave up and left Shimazaki to the only task he thought could keep him busy and at the same time allowed minegishi to keep track of the mans position anytime while he hurriedly finished the shopping. It was a good plan. What could go wrong?

The moment he heard the scream he knew everything could and will go wrong where it concerned Shimazaki.

Thankfully he could feel he was still holding something vegetal (a tomato?) so Minegishi quickly dashed (shopping cart forgotten) to the mans position and the screaming girl.

His first instict had been to go and calm the girl even though he didnt know what had happened but when he realized people were starting to stare he quickly grabbed Shimazakis arm and dragged him the way he came.

"The fuck did you do?" Minegishi asked once they were in another aisle safe from curious stares

"I did nothing!" responded Shimazaki somewhat offended

" As if! What did you do to her? "

"I didnt do shit to her! I was just doing the fruit thing you asked me!" he raised his hand to show the tomato still holding onto it

"And? Why was she even near you?" mineshiki asked while his powers disentagled the vines and took the tomato

"ITS YOUR FAULT APPARENTLY WE ARENT SUPPOSED TO PICK THE FRUIT"

"Huh? What? I always do-THATS NOT IMPORTANT! Why was she screaming?!"

"I told her off"

"What? People dont scream like that when someone tells them off, even when you..." Shimazaki was clearly hiding something "How did you do it exactly?" minigishi asks with narrowed eyes

"....i may have opened my eyes"

"Your eyes?" minegishi stares increduously "whats that- oh" hes about to ask what was that supposed to mean when he remembers Shimazakis bottomless eyes caused by his physic powers. He may have gotten used to his hollow stare but he still remembers what he felt the first time he saw it. The girls scream finally making sense "You never open your eyes unless you want to threaten someome...did you want to threaten a simple clerk?? "

"No"

"Then?

"i just forgot!" shimazaki huffed

"You...forgot?"

"YES CAN WE GO NOW?" irritation lacing the mans tone

It was that moment that Minegishi realized this trip was taking a bigger toll on shimazaki than he (and probably even the man himself) anticipated and sighed.

"Yeah, i was almost finished anyway lets find the cart"

Shimazaki silently followed.

They finished the shopping without any further accident and while they waited in line to pay something caught minegishis eyes. It was just what he needed.

There was a row of cheap aviator glasses hanging in display.

After some considerantion he grabbed one of the pair with the mirror lens kind and handed them to a now calmer Shimazaki "Here, put this"

Shimazaki who had been following Minegishis movements asked curiously "whats this?"

"Glasses. In case you forget to keep your eyes closed again people wont be able to see your eyes. Put them on and open your eyes. i need to see if they fit and if they'll work"

He miraculously did.

The frame was thicker than it was supposed to be for these kind of glasses (a crude imitation of the stylish kind people wear in magazines) but they fitted and the mirror lens hid perfectly shimazakis glowing irises(?) (Hell never know)

"How do they feel?"

"Strange"

"You could wear them only when you are out in public. They are cheap. Ill buy them and you can do whatever you want with them"

Shimazaki took them off and when it was time to pay he handed them to minegishi

Once outside shimazaki at first refused to teletransport the bags back to the apartment but complied once Minegishi told him he would force him to help carry the bags all the way if he didnt do it AND promised to buy take out to eat.

Minegishi thought the glasses had been left forgotten in the bags but the next morning while he was getting ready to work he noticed they were laying folded on top of a sleeping shimazaki

When Hatori and Shibata inevitably asked about Shimazakis new glasses(that he now used all the time) minegishi told them about what was now deemed as the "supermarket incident"

The next times they went shopping Minegishi stayed all the time with Shimazaki and kept teaching him about vegetables and any thing that came to his mind.

Once they finished (everytime quicker than the previos) it became Shimazakis job to drop the goods at the apartment in exchange of picking what they were going to eat that day

It wasnt exactly what Minegishi had planned but it was a progress (or that was what he thought until Hatori complained about tripping on shopping bags that suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall whenever Shimazaki dropped something there)

Shibata was annoyed because even though they all agreed Shimazaki was behaving nicer the others didnt still believe him about the whole puppy ordeal

so that, coupled with the nagging feeling he had left after washing shimazakis clothes and after hearing about the market incident made him come up with a plan

"A mall trip?? What for?" hatori asked perplexed

"He has just one shirt"

"So?"

"He has been wearing it since we were together, actually i dont remember him wearing anything else ever"

"Thats his problem!"

"HIS JACKET HAS BULLET HOLES " replied shibata getting impatient with how much it was taking Hatori to understand

"He probably likes it that way??" said Hatori still not getting it

"Actually ive been thinking the same. I noticed the bullet holes too" finally came Minegishis voice from the receiver. He was was working at the moment because if they wanted to do this he had to work a double shift to free one day. "I dont think he has anything else"

"See? Minegishis with me!" exclaimed thriumohantly Shibata which only made Hatori roll his eyes

"Fine! i get it! Ive seen the bullet holes too...but i dont get why does it have to be us?"

"Because we are his friends" easily replied Shibata causing Hatori to frown at this

"Are we really? When has he done something for us?" hatoris tone suddenly turning serious "You are literally asking me to spend one of my few days off shopping clothes with MY MONEY for a guy who wanted to kill me mere months ago?"

"We dont know that" said shibata

Hatori trew him a glance that clearly was supposed to mean 'you gotta be kidding' "Look, do we even know if he likes us back?"

At this both men kept silence until shibata dared to speak "he is wearing the glasses"

"God forbid me for forgetting those damn glasses! Guys, im just saying we are already doing so much for him for nothing! why do we need to do more?"

"Because thats what good people do" came Minegishis response and shibata nodded firmly making hatori huff. He was gonna regret this.

" fine! But do we even know if hes gonna like what we buy? If hes gonna even wear it? As you said we had never seen with other clothes"

"Thats why we are gonna take him with us!" said Shibata, glad that this was finnally getting somewhere

Hatori turned to look at the phone "didnt you said you believed shopping stressed him?"

"Mmm these last times had been better" said minegishi

"What if he actually doesnt care about the clothes or-"

"He does" replied Shibata and Minegishi in unison making Hatori stare confusedly

"How do you know?"

Shibata thought back to the hesitance he noticed on shimazaki when he handed him his clothes but didnt think the man in question would like it if he went and tell this to the others and was debating this when minegishi spoke again "Ive noticed someone has been using my softener and i doubt its the plants"

Hatori frowned and then sighed

"You both have settled your minds dont you?" hatori asked and then grumbled when an unison "yes" was heard

"Do you realize we are working with a lot of 'maybes' and 'probably'?"

"Maybe" said the voice from the receiver and Hatori could swear he could hear minegishis smirk

"C'mon man! We have done worse than this" said Shibata happily clapping Hatoris back

"Ugh FINE That bastard better be grateful" grumbled Hatori

This part forced me to think of shimazakis past and now i made myself sad (this isnt the first time he wears glasses)

So the market incident and the glasses scene was stuff i thought about since i started these and was really excited to write it. I hope i did them justice .

I didnt realize how much longer part II was compared to part I so i think part III ended in a nice middle ground.

Haha i again didnt reach the scene i planned to reach(the prank) and at this pace this thing will have 6 parts. Someone save me

Anyway hope you like it and for those of you who dont know I am writing a Teru-centric fanfic about his decision to visit his parents and the aftermath and ill appreciate it if you could check it out (link here) and tell me what you think or at least share it so more people can see it because tumblr sucks and wont let me do it.

See you next time

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #shimazaki ryou #minegishi toshiki #shibata hiroshi #hatori nazomu #mp100 spoilers #manga spoilers #i think that tag doesnt apply here #super5 headcanons #nie's writing

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koreanstudentiseul · 5 years

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My Language Learning Experience (2006-2019)

Hello~ as requested, here is my language journey/experience post. So fair warning this is a very long post. Way longer than I meant it to be, but I did warn this when you guys asked for it so I’m sorry in advance.

For this, I’m going chronologically, but I’ll mark it clearly if you wanna just read specific bits, I don’t blame anyone who wants to skip sections it is a lot of text. With that said, let’s begin~

1st: Spanish.

My first experience learning language was in Primary school, at aged 10 (due to a late birthday) when we were surprised by a sparkly new class that wasn’t offered in the school before. Spanish. I don’t remember much from this point being nearly 14 years ago but I remember finding the class difficult because the teacher wasn’t very approachable and seemed to play favourites. At least in the context of only helping certain pupils rather than all the pupils. I picked up a few things, like 1-10 and some animal names but that was about it.

I continued Spanish in High school as it was a mandatory subject in the first 2 years, I learned more from these classes mostly I think because they were more used to teaching the subject but I can’t say that with any certainty. I have mixed memories from this time as we were forced to endless exercises that didn’t explain anything, yes/no style corrections which don’t help anyone, and my teacher told me off for knowing the answer (I still remember this clearly, she asked what the word for fish was, I said pez. Then she asked what the plural was, I said peces and she scolded me for knowing that. To this day, I don’t know why) so that was traumatising for me and meant I didn’t speak up in class again for well over a year.

At this point I’m 4 years-ish into Spanish and I think I’m doing okay, I can do the homework and the exercises with minimal issue (not always correct, but was done in a reasonable time) and we get to picking our subjects for our exams. At which point, my teacher who was talking to everyone about their choices as most did (this was to explain the exam courses and what to expect so you know what you’re choosing, which I think was a nice thing but they stopped doing this sadly) and when it was my turn, it was “implied” that if I picked the subject I wouldn’t be allowed to take the class. I was told that I wasn’t smart enough to pass so I couldn’t take either language course and that I’d to pick another department.

This knocked any confidence I had with languages, I thought I’d been doing okay, at parents night I always had good comments so I don’t know what prompted this delightful comment. And with it being their word against mine I couldn’t prove it was said, but I knew the school would have sided with them anyway. This is also the reason I have Spanish as a want to learn rather than can speak because aside from my fish trauma, I can count to 99 and do basic insa chitchat and that’s all I retained. Oh and the words for library and sharpener, because my favourite place is a library and un sacapuntas is just something that’s always amused me for reasons unknown.

2nd: Korean

So, fun fact, I’m surprised that Korean’s here because I actually had been counting it as 3rd until I actually thought about it for this. My derpiness aside, Korean comes in at the beginning of my 5th year so would be late 2011 (Our school year starts mid-August) when my friend introduced me to K-Pop and oh boy my mp3 player has never looked the same since. It was a serious exam year, so no great progress was possible, especially with trying to get into college. I didn’t find TTMIK till much later than this but for this point in time, I found the lyrics on live performances really intriguing. I mean it’s nothing I was used to seeing on our equivalent shows, they never had the lyrics up for songs, in fact I don’t remember them telling you the artist half the time was towards the end of their broadcasting time. That tangent aside, the words just looked really beautiful and by September that year I was enamoured by the sound of the language, so I started looking up things about Korean in between the onslaught of homework and assessments. Also according to old social media I was subconsciously singing it from the December onwards, so good to know that that was always a thing I did. It took me until March to be able to read enough to write and even then it crude as anything. There’s very little trace of anything from that time but I struggle to read what there is.

Sadly this is where things end here for now, exams and getting into college and having space to breathe after years of being up till 2am trying to get all my work done and not having weekends cause I had to study too kind of pushed it to the back burner. What can I say, it was the first actually free summer I’d had in 5 years and I wanted it to be a detox before college started just in case it was the same set up of no sleep. And then I bumped into the aforementioned Spanish teacher again over the summer who made a comment to the effect of “Bet you’re glad you didn’t take Spanish, otherwise you’d have a nasty fail on your results.” Which for one annoyed me because it implied I had any say in the matter, but also removed any confidence I had regained since our last encounter.

3rd: Japanese

Now this is going to be really underwhelming, you’ve been warned. So I picked up Japanese in exam season 2012 (’cause I clearly didn’t have enough going on) and if I recall correctly used Japanesepod101 for it. I just followed their podcasts so I never learned to read just speaking/listening really. I suppose the 3 alphabets scared me off some, still kinda does scare me but I have a plan of action now so it’s a long term goal rather than wishful/fearful thinking. Still not sure what prompted this though, maybe an anime revival, or just finally caving since I’d wanted to for years.

Anyway, I got through the most basic level on JP101, and a little into the next one when as previous stated getting into college/return of the Spanish teacher caused a little bit of a crisis and I fell away from languages. I also have retained basically no Japanese, and this bothers me so I look forward to getting back to where I was.

2nd (again): Korean

Oh hi, Korean’s back again. Okay this time it’s gonna be a little longer, this goes up until the day I’m posting this. So I picked Korean back up in 2013. At this point I found TTMIK (through yahoo answers would you believe, they hadn’t come up in my search for learning Korean back then). I did level 1 and then I think only got to lesson 4 of level 2 before college hit like a tonne of bricks. And then we have another gap.

We come back in yet again in 2017. I never stopped listening to K-pop, sorta dipped in and out of dramas in that time very lazily, but didn’t really learn anything between 2013-2017. I had to reteach myself to read because it was really hazy and only half remembered, no surprise though it had been more than 5 years since I’d really touched on it at that point.

So once I could comfortably read again, I was confident to go ahead and redo level 1. I did all 25 lessons in 2 weeks. Level 2 however, that caused more trouble. Admittedly I was really ill at this point, I actually had to stop working because of it so level 2 was a lot slower than I wanted or even expected. I knew it was basically new ground in level 2 but even so it was difficult to see the time between lessons, and how much work it was to understand lessons progressively increasing.

I had hoped to get it done in 6 weeks, but it took about a year. Even now some things I still struggle with and get muddled, though it’s getting better with time which is reassuring. At this point my motivation was crippled. I wasn’t progressing, I was barely looking at Korean and I honestly thought about quitting. It also wasn’t helping that the studygram that had once been an ally turned foe showing me all the work everyone else was doing while I was doing nothing at all.

I have now since learned that it doesn’t have to be something demotivating. If someone wants to study 13 hours a day, fantastic! But that’s not for me. Some days are easier than others, I am still in recovery and that’s okay. Some days I can do 4 hours no trouble, others 5 minutes seems impossible. But I should have days off, I shouldn’t make myself ill worrying about studying. I should have time for games, and painting, and wandering round the woods with my camera, and general self care things.

In saying this, I’m guilty of saying this then ignoring it. Especially since I started using italki, where I’d have to learn 100 words, write a presentation and answer 30 questions in a week. I should push myself to try and do the homework, but at the same time, I have other things to do too and I shouldn’t torture myself with cramming homework and nothing else cause it takes so long to try and do the stuff that’s physically handed in let alone anything else.

Don’t get me wrong I love my tutor, she’s the only person who has me laughing at my mistakes, has me trying to use the language because I was terrified of doing that before. Well, I still somewhat am, but it’s getting better. Sometimes the workload is a little crazy, funny how I wanted homework now I just want to throw it all away and just do what I feel I need with the language between lessons. Not sure if it’s a phase or the initial excitement’s wore off and it’s not like wading quicksand.

So, before I start rambling I’m going to have a tl;dr summery here in regards to Korean this year.

The good from this year is hands down the studygram/studyblr community. Before I was annoying people talking about or posting about studying Korean, and these communities offered me a safe welcoming place to be where I could discuss what I was learning, and even get help when needed. I will always be eternally grateful to those who answer my questions in relation to anything, be it being unable to read handwriting, or grammar, or vocab confusion or something as simple as recommendations.

Slightly less good, no fault of Korean admittedly, probably is the difficulty in understanding and retaining information. Most of it is down to being ill. The rest, just generally me being confused because the way our schools teach English, so I don’t really know the different word classes and the rules for each. I can’t look at a word and be like, that’s an adverb, or even if I’m told ‘oh this is and adjective’ I really don’t know what to do with that information. I can do noun, and verb that’s about it. Not for lack of trying though, I have since tried to teach myself, and I have a cheat sheet but I can’t use that in a conversation so hardly a great use. It also means forming sentences is quite tricky, since if one type of word must follow another to be grammatically correct, or even make sense I have no clue about it.

Even further from good, and not something I like to dwell on too long, I feel like I’m cheating with Korean 95% of the time. With Spanish, I never had to double check anything, I could form sentences, and say what I wanted with what I knew and it was fine, but with Korean, it’s like the exactly opposite. I don’t trust myself to write anything without quadruple checking it. I wish I could just write sentences and just look up words/grammar as I need them but no every word of every sentence and even then it’s still flooded with mistakes which doesn’t help me try and wean bad habits.

So yeah I think that about wraps up Korean, but it doesn’t sound particularly good in this explanation. Hopefully next year it’s better.

4th: Turkish

Langjam number 1 (for me), and I had Turkish. Delightful experience, granted I was very ill. I had the flu that weekend because of course it had to hit that weekend, I’m not allowed to have plans apparently. But it was fun, I learned how much of a time sink grammatical concepts are. I feel like all I did was learn grammar that weekend, and I don’t remember any of it, but I still have the sentence I made at the end of the weekend:

“Merhaba, adım Rosie. Hastayım bu yüzden fazla çalışmadım. Ama, Türkçe çalışmaktan mutluyum.”

Not going to lie, all I remember clearly is Merhaba, but that’s better than nothing. I would love to go back and do it properly, or at least without the flu. One of my best friends, a very sweet bean is from Turkey and I’d love to be able to try and speak to them in Turkish a little since they speak English every day for me and yeah I’d love to be able to chat to them a little (though I still can’t type it on my laptop properly so that should perhaps be task one on returning to it).

I don’t know when I’ll go back to Turkish, but I kept all my resources and my notebook so it should be good when I do. Perhaps when I get to an intermediate level in Korean Turkish can resurface, though don’t hold me to that I may just wanna do it randomly.

That’s it for now! Bet you’re glad you don’t have to read anymore of my boring language past ;) If I missed anything, or didn’t entirely answer the question you asked, just let me know and I’ll try and get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you for reading, have some cookies and happy learning~ ♡

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emospritelet · 6 years

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Kiss of Life - chapter 5

I’m taking a break from the Rumbelle Angst War to post KoL. Just recharging my batteries you understand...

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Belle had Tuesday off, and she spent her time exploring the town, sharing an iced tea with Ruby at Granny’s and picking through the book selection at the local thrift store. She walked through the park in the afternoon, smiling at the sounds of local children playing on the swings, bundled up in scarves and gloves and colourful hats. The sun was out, frost sparkling on the ground, and she had her hands deep in the pockets of her coat, a scarf wrapped around her chin to keep out the cold. An old man was making his way towards her, wrapped in a long coat with a black felt hat on his head, white beard twitching as he approached one of the benches. Belle watched as he reached into the pocket of his coat, pulling out a book and promptly dropping it.

“Oh, let me get that for you!” she said hastily, trotting over, and bent to pick it up.

The old man smiled, bowing his head.

“Thank you, miss,” he said, in a low voice. “Not as limber as I used to be.”

Belle turned the book over in her hands.

“Lord of the Rings?” she said. “It’s been years since I read this.”

“I read it once a year, in winter,” said the man. “Sort of a ritual, you see. On sunny days like this I like to take some exercise around the park, sit on the bench until it’s too cold and then get a coffee at Granny’s. When you’re retired, it’s good to get out of the house.”

“What was your work?” she asked, and he smiled, his eyes crinkling.

“I taught at the elementary school,” he said. “Oh, years ago now, but I enjoyed it. I’ve seen the kids I taught grow up and have kids of their own. Makes you feel old.”

“Must have been rewarding, though, sharing knowledge and encouraging children to read and grow,” said Belle. “I had plans to be a librarian when I left college.”

“Oh?” he said, interested. “What happened?”

She shrugged.

“Life,” she said, a little gloomily. “Couldn’t find work, and had to move back with my dad. I’m working up at the hospital at the moment. Just helping out, but it’s enjoyable. Worthwhile, you know?”

“Ah,” he said. “I was in there not so long back with my hip. Wonderful staff. A little lacking in reading material, though. Mostly magazines.”

He lifted his book, with a somewhat rueful smile, and Belle chewed her lip thoughtfully.

“Well, maybe I could do something about that,” she said, an idea starting to take form in her mind. “It was lovely to meet you. I’m Belle French, by the way.”

He touched his hat, his beard twitching as he smiled.

“Alfred Prentice, at your service.”

The sunny weather didn’t last, the rain returning by Thursday and turning to sleet, but Belle was busy at the hospital and barely noticed. She had decided to take Mr Prentice’s comments about a lack of reading material on board, and so she had returned to the thrift store and bought all the decent-quality novels they had. Getting them to the hospital had meant persuading her father to give her a lift when he was out making deliveries, but as flowers were ordered for patients on a regular basis, they were able to kill two birds with one stone. The locker room now had three boxes of books stacked in a corner, and Belle had hunted around for something that she could use to transport them around the wards, eventually borrowing an old cart from the janitor. She hadn’t bothered to discuss the book collection with Zelena, instead going straight to Glinda South, who was Zelena’s senior. Glinda was a warm, pleasant woman, who could see the benefit to patients being able to access reading material, and was only too happy for Belle to run the scheme.

Belle was in the process of arranging books into genres in the patients’ waiting area, separating romance from fantasy, horror from history. She chewed her lip as she looked over the titles she had managed to gather together. I need more children’s books on this thing. The kids are sometimes in this place the longest.

“Here you go-o!”

Ruby’s sing-song voice made Belle look around, and she smiled as she saw Ruby standing with a wide grin on her face and a paper bag swinging from one hand.

“Pastrami with tomato and hot mustard, just as you like it.”

“God, you’re an angel,” sighed Belle. “I’m starving!”

“Figured you’d forget to eat lunch if I didn’t remind you,” said Ruby cheerfully. “Too much dedication’s a bad thing. You make my half-assy waitressing look bad. Take a break.”

Belle smiled, nodding, and stacked the pile of books she had been sorting on the cart. Ruby looked them over with interest as she handed Belle her sandwich.

“You running a library in this place?”

“Well, kind of,” said Belle. “I bought a bunch of books from the thrift store, and added some of my own - the patients don’t get to read unless someone brings in material, so I figured this would help.”

She bit into the sandwich, mouth watering, and let out a tiny moan of pleasure as the heat of the mustard and the salt of the pastrami bathed her tongue.

“That’s so good,” she said, in a muffled voice.

“Hey, Belle.”

Dorothy’s voice made her look around.

“When you’re done with lunch, could you bring some fresh linens to the kids’ ward?” she asked, flicking dark braids back over her shoulders. “Grace threw up again, and if I have to clean up another pile of vomit I think I’ll kill myself.”

Belle giggled.

“Not a problem.”

Dorothy sent her a grateful smile, eyes flicking to Ruby, and she nodded a greeting before stomping off in the direction of the children’s ward. Belle took another bite of her sandwich, noticing that Ruby’s eyes had gone very wide in her face.

“Who’s that?” asked Ruby.

“Oh, that’s Dorothy,” said Belle carelessly. “Nurse Gale to you.”

She gave Ruby a cheeky grin, and Ruby shook her head, huffing out air as she fanned herself with a hand.

“She could check me for a fever anytime,” she remarked. “How come I haven’t seen her before?”

“New in town,” said Belle. “I could ask her out for you, if you like. Couldn’t go any worse than the date you arranged for me.”

Ruby sighed.

“Okay, I admit Isaac was a disaster,” she said. “Don’t lose heart, okay? We’ll find someone who’s perfect.”

“And in the meantime I can pass on your fondest regards to Dorothy,” said Belle, with a grin.

“Oh no, don’t do that,” said Ruby hastily. “What if she doesn’t like me?”

“Only way to find out is ask.”

“You’ve never asked a girl out, have you?” said Ruby dryly. “It takes at least two years of politeness and mutual pining before one of you gets brave or drunk enough to make the first move.”

“Sounds way too complicated,” said Belle. “But have it your way. Maybe I can see if she wants to come on a girls’ night.”

Ruby perked up.

“That would be okay.”

Belle found that she had to bow out of the Friday night get-together when she was asked to work a double shift that weekend. An outbreak of flu was spreading through the town, and several of the hospital staff had been struck down, leaving everyone else overworked. Belle rushed along the corridor, carrying an armful of fresh linen and trying to ignore her aching feet. She had worked four days in a row, and hoped that no more of the staff would succumb to the illness. They were short-handed as it was, and things were only getting worse as the weather turned colder.

For most of the residents of Storybrooke, staying in their own homes and drinking plenty of fluids was enough, but this strain of the flu had been particularly nasty, taking its toll on the weak and sick, the young and the elderly. She bit her lip as she saw old Mr Prentice being wheeled along on a gurney, eyes closed above his white beard, looking drawn and tired. Wishing him a speedy recovery, she hurried along to the children’s ward, pushing open the door and almost knocking Dorothy on her back. Belle apologised quickly, but Dorothy shook her head.

“It’s okay, we’ve all been here too long, I think,” she said wearily, and glanced over her shoulder. “Especially him. Do me a favour and see if you can get him to go home and get some rest. The guy’s been here eighteen hours at least.”

Belle peered over her shoulder. Dr Gold was reading a chart at the end of little Grace Milliner’s bed and frowning. He looked exhausted, but she knew full well that he was always the first to arrive and the last to leave. Getting him out of there wouldn’t be easy.

“I’m done for the day, anyway,” added Dorothy. “Gonna go home and try to get a whole six hours of sleep before we do this again.”

She patted Belle’s shoulder and wandered off down the corridor, and Belle hurried over to Dr Gold’s side, setting down the armful of linen.

“You look like death,” she said, not unkindly.

Dr Gold glanced up. His eyes were dark hollows in his face, his cheeks drawn, but he smiled briefly.

“Miss French,” he said. “I had no idea you were still here. Shouldn’t you be at home?”

“You’re one to talk,” she said, and he shrugged.

“There’s too much work here.”

“Yeah, and it’ll still be here after you’ve actually had some rest,” she said firmly. “You know Dr Whale’s on shift now, right? Let him take over.”

“With new patients coming in every hour?” he said dismissively. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

He turned away, hooking the chart over the end of the bed and reaching over to feel Grace’s forehead. He frowned again, and Belle sighed.

“Look, you know you have to sleep sometime,” she said reasonably. “Sleep deprivation can lead to mistakes, everyone knows that.”

“I just need more coffee,” he said repressively. “If you want to be useful, why don’t you go get me one? And then you can go home, you look dead on your feet.”

He walked to the next bed, picking up the chart and fumbling it. Belle caught it before it hit the floor, and he sighed and ran a hand over his face.

“Go. Home,” she said firmly. “Eight hours, that’s all I ask. If you don’t rest, your immune system will be throwing a welcome party for that flu virus, and you know it. How much good is it gonna do your patients if you’re too sick to tend to them?”

Dr Gold’s face appeared to go through the five stages of grief, but eventually he sighed heavily.

“Fine, you win,” he said, in a defeated tone. “Get your coat.”

Belle blinked.

“My - my coat?”

“Well, if I’m leaving, so are you,” he said tersely. “Or are you too stubborn to take your own advice? I’m driving you home. Meet me outside the main entrance. Ten minutes.”

He stomped off with an air of irritation, and Belle gaped after him. He was driving her home?

#fic: kiss of life #rumbelle fic #my fic #dr gold x candy striper belle

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swampgallows · 6 years

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therapy today went okay but i feel like i talked too much lmfao. i passed out around like 10pm and now im awake again and uhh hmmm ngngngghghhhmhm

also she asked me like “find out what you wanna get out of therapy and then we can set some goals” lmao i wanna GET FIXED

i dunno if i am actually mentally ill or if it’s just my mom/environment or if i’m neurodivergent somehow or if i need medication or whatever the fuck it is, i just know that it’s not normal to feel okay one day and then have some minor thing happen that catapults me into feeling suicidal. im doing better lately but that’s why i signed up for therapy NOW because i know when im feeling good i get this delusion of like “haha see i never needed it at all :)” and then some little fucking thing happens (or nothing happens) and suddenly i cant get out of bed for three days. i told her that i think it’s more than my environment because even when i was busy at work and even when i was busy and away from home in college i had extremely persistent and severe depression, got into several different overlapping abusive relationships, nearly failed my classes one semester, and then i got hit by a car, was in a wheelchair for 6 months, then had our car hit by a semi immediately afterward. it’s time for new glasses btw lmao as i am still wearing the same pair that got scratched to shit and annihilated in the accident. lmfao The Accident™

this is a pic of them from the night of the accident and the scratches have only gotten worse. id take a new pic but im in bed in the dark and whatever

the therapist seemed impressed with my psychology knowledge which was kind of discomforting, in a way. i guess im just so used to my own situation and people utilizing the internet to learn about their own head cases that i dont consider it novel to have actually done research. also because with my other experiences i felt like doctors would be dismissive of me as if i was trying to one-up them or something, like “well -I- have the degree and YOU dont” like, well yeah, im not sitting here trying to correct you but i am gonna use the terminology im familiar with even if theyre super special SAT words or w/e (like i’m gonna say shit like “comorbid” and “hypnagogic” because that’s the terminology i use all the time to describe these situations... i throw out “5 dollar words” all the time :\) but i think maybe by also having a video/verbal conversation w me that she knows i’m not sitting there meticulously typing up the most fancy schmancy shit i can find, flippin through a thesaurus like a blood elf nobleman vampire’s purple prose or somethin.

i guess what i wanna get out of therapy is uh

1. i dont want to be suicidal, which means 2. i have to build confidence, which means 3. i have to become self-reliant, or more self-reliant than i am.

she suggested, on the grounds of my mom giving me interrogation any time i try to go out on my own (hence me only feeling comfortable to go out when i fucking sneak out of the house or on the VERY rare occasions that she isn’t home) that i have a written list that i either give to her personally or write out and leave for her to read at her leisure of all the answers to her questions: where ive gone, when i’ll be back, what i’m doing, etc. the problem is coming home, though, because then she reads me the riot act of guilt on anything i did. if i go out and get food, it becomes about her. if i go out and do an errand, it becomes about her. everything i do somehow falls back on her.

i explained to the therapist that even when i was still working—a perfect chance to learn to drive and drive regularly—i took the bus the entire time. but i’d have to be driven TO the bus stop and then take the bus to work, which meant my mom drove me to the bus every day. and my dad would talk about how good it was for MY MOM to have a reason to get up in the morning, and that it’s good for her because it gives her a kind of schedule or obligation to follow. so then like... my schedule now becomes HER schedule. and i martyr my potential independence of driving to work on my own in order to give my mom a sense of purpose.

so...every day, mom picked me up from the bus stop, just like she had been for all the years i was in school. of course i never went out and did anything after (or before!) work; i never had the freedom. sure i could tell my mom partway through the day if i was staying late or going somewhere else, but my work was also in the middle of a canyon, five miles of nothing in either direction. if i missed the bus home, i wouldnt have another chance to go home for another hour. so having buses come only once an hour and then also having my mom waiting for me at the stop... it was just too much trouble to say like “hm i think i’ll go grab a smoothie before work” or “maybe i’ll hang with my coworkers a bit and go grab dinner with them” or “maybe i’ll start going to the gym after work”. i couldnt make any executive decisions about my own life. i think that restriction of freedom happens for lower income people too, since youre relying on a (notoriously shitty) bus service to get anywhere and you also cant just throw money around that often. i had a little slush fund to treat myself every so often but i didnt have the access to it.

EVERY day that i was 20 minutes away from the stop i would have to text my mom the name of the stop (imagine, if it were “maple street” or something, my entire text message history with my mom just being “maple” “k” “maple” “k” back and forth for months) in case she had fallen asleep or was doing something, as the bus would sometimes be late or early or whatever. and sometimes i would delay that text on purpose to have the extra time to buy something from one of the fast food places located at my bus stop, then hide it in the bottom of my bag and hope it wasn’t too aromatic that my mom would notice and ask me about it.

BECAUSE if i bought food on a day she made dinner, she would flagellate herself about it, and if i bought food on a day that she DIDNT make dinner she would flagellate herself about it. it’s HER FAULT because she doesn’t make food enough that i have to go buy my own :((((, so the one time she does cook i’m already getting food because she’s unreliable :((((, and shit like that, instead of like, just because there IS food doesn’t...mean anything!!!!! maybe i just wanted a certain kind of food that day!! But it becomes about her!!!! everything i do hurts her. everything i do. so i just got adjusted to just... not eating, or eating the same things over and over. eventually, when i was still working, i would eat nothing but a muffin until i came home. and if there was food, i would eat it, and if there wasn’t, then i wouldn’t eat. many nights i went to bed without eating even if there WAS food because i was just so fucking tired.

i dunno i kinda lost my train of thought but basically it’s hard to assert myself because i’m not confident because a lot of the time i dont know if im doing something right. it reminds me a lot of the scene in tangled where rapunzel fucks up and something bad happens to her and her mom catches her in the act, and she uses that to reinforce rapunzel’s dependence on her. like obviously my mom isn’t abusive like that but it makes me afraid to fail and even MORE afraid to even try, because i know that if i DO fail--whatever it is--it will just be more evidence for why i should have just asked her or had her do it. and more evidence, to me, of why im worthless and shitty and incapable of doing anything.

like the other day my mom wanted me to follow her in a separate car to a car place to drop off the car she was driving, and then we’d go home together in one car. but she wanted me to do it at 9 in the fucking morning and let me know two days beforehand. i had been going to BED at like 7am at the time so i was already like ‘man this is gonna suck’. but i was still up in the morning and was getting ready to take a shower, iw as on time, but my mom said “i can tell how tired you are and how nervous you are about doing this so you know what dont worry about it. go back to bed.” and it was really shitty for me because YEAH i was super tired and YEAH i didnt feel like i was capable of driving by myself at that moment, like i probably COULD HAVE if it were an emergency, but my mom talked about doing all this shit afterward like going on a shopping trip and stuff and BASICALLY it’s less that i was afraid of the driving but more that i knew the errand wouldn’t end there. and i had gotten zero sleep and just didnt wanna fucking do it, i didnt wanna have a “girl time :)” outing with my mom, and i knew i’d basically get trapped into hanging out with my mom if i went. so i stayed home. but then that’s also a blow to me because stupid fucking worthless idiot that i am cant even drive ten miles in a fucking car, or whatever, useless leech living with my parents contributing nothing, unemployed for a year, blah blah blah. stupid fucking neet should have never been born etc etc etc

she took an uber home and had glowing reviews about the experience and that’s great for her but the guilt made me throw up because i couldnt even do this minuscule thing. so like, if i DO hand her a note and say “here’s all the shit im going to do, BUH BYE” and some shit happens, or i dont get what i need done, or i dont have a fully developed plan of what i’m doing, then it’s gonna be more ammunition toward what a useless piece of shit i am. like, i dont have good food to eat at the house, but i also have NO APPETITE so nothing sounds good, so i cant even think of what foods i would get if i could. it’s such a jarring opportunity that i would just like...not get anything at all and go home. even when i -did- have the opportunity i just went “Uhh umm uhhh fuck uhhh milk” and got that (AND THEN MY MOM CAME HOME W 2 GALLONS OF MILK FROM COSTCO, SO OF COURSE I -DID SOMETHING WRONG-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF I JUST LEFT IT UP TO HER INSTEAD OF DARING TO DO SOMETHING MYSELF I WOULDNT HAVE LOOKED LIKE A FUCKING IDIOT AND ENDED UP WITH 3 GALLONS OF MILK AT THE HOUSE) of course i drank the milk i bought, it’s not like it went to waste, but i was CAUGHT because there were now THREE instead of the one gallon covertly getting replaced. instead of me doing something helpful i did something that became an inconvenience.

it’s just little shit but it all adds up. it’s been all of these little fucking things forever and ever and ever, just like my mom’s hoarded garbage. “i bought just a couple of things”, innumerable times throughout the duration of my entire life, forever and ever, “just a few small things” over and over until it’s suffocating. it’s just all this little shit all the fucking time and it’s suffocating.

naturally, the therapist sent me an article on “daughters of narcissistic mothers”. this will be a delight to read, i’m sure.

#blathering

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calliecat93 · 3 years

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ST: TNG S6 Watchthrough Episodes 2-5

Realm of Fear: Barclay’s back! So this time, our favorite anxious officer is dealing with a fear of transporters. Oh good, it’s not just a trait unique to the CMO’s! But seriously, I fully understand Barclay’s (and by proxy McCoy and Pulaski’s) fear of the things though especially with all the incidents we’ve seen with transporters in both series. I mean just a few episodes ago Geordi and Ro essentially became ghosts! But hey Barclay can eventually go through with it… but during the beam back, he sees some kind of lifeform within it. The poor man just cannot catch a break in any of these episodes! He’s convinced that he’s losing it and may have transporter psychosis, a condition that essentially causes hallucinations. Which him asking the computer about it… wow THAT scene aged incredibly well cause let’s face it, we’ve ALL read medical descriptions online and jumped to the conclusion that we had a serious illness without any actual professional conformation. It honestly makes the episode insanely relatable with Barclay’s anxiety, fearing that he has some kind of serious condition, trying to deal with the issue without seeking help which just makes it worst, and just being a walking bundle of nerves… well, more than usual. I… was actually in such a state not too long ago and am lucky to have a therapist mother who calmed me down, so needless to say he hit me like a lead balloon. I do like that once Barclay does come forward about it, the others take it seriously. Picard even notes that considering everything else, a lifeform in the transporter beam is very much a plausible problem that should be looked into. So I guess the lesson here is that if you’re concerned about something or fear that something is wrong with you, get help. But yeah, good episode! I think it’s my favorite Barclay episode~! Plus he got to save the day in the end, good job buddy~! 3.5/5.

Man of the People: Troi is in love… again. Okay, not that I’m against romance, but do we have to do this as frequently as ST does it when we know it’s not gonna last?! Anyways, we have a negotiator, Alkar, and his elderly, very overprotective mother. Troi and Alkar start flirting… but then the mother dies, and Troi begins undergoing some changes. Not only is she becoming more rapidly negative, possessive and clingy towards Alkar, and outright violent, but she starts aging rapidly. It’s pretty much the aging disease from Unnatural Selection combined with the plot of Violations. So yeah, it’s another ’victimize Troi’ plot because we were just dying for more of that! Seriously, can the show just be nice to her already?! But yeah, Alkar is horrible. The reason Troi is acting this way is because he transmitted his negative emotions into her just like he did his ‘mother’ (who is actually a woman he previously did this to) and comes off just as horrid as the bad guy in Violations. While I hate how they keep doing crap like this to Troi, it is disturbing to see her act so completely unlike herself. She’s usually such a nice, comforting, cheerful person and to see her so spiteful, mean-spirited, and vicious even towards her patients is just… so wrong. Fortunately, Alkar got what was coming to him and Crusher manages to save Troi, which thank goodness that they allowed Crusher to be awesome at least. The episode is overall fine. It certainly freaked me out and there’s a message in there about monsters like Alkar who seem all nice but is actually a terrible person who has killed multiple women. That’s certainly still relevant and Picard calling Alkar out is very satisfying especially when he tries using the greater good as an excuse. It’s what helps me not rate this lower than I do… I just wish that they’d quit using Troi as the designated victim and just treat her better whenever she’s in focus. She deserves better. 3/5.

Relics: IT’S SCOTTY! OH MY GOD!!! So Scotty ended up stuck in a transport beam for 75 years... yes, really. But yeah, the TNG crew bring him out of it so he gets to see the Enterprise-D. It’s actually kinda nice since Spock’s guest appearance keeps him on Romulus and while McCoy did go onto the ship (or at least to Sickbay) in his cameo, that was off-screen... kinda sucks that he only got two minutes while Scotty got a full episode and Spock a two-parter tbh. Ah well. There’s also a continuity error cause Scotty assumed that Kirk sent the Enterprise after him... even though he knows that Kirk ‘died’ cause he was there when it happened in Generations. I guess tbf that hadn’t been planned yet and we can just say his brain is scrambled from being in a transporter beam for 70+ years, but still. Because of those said 70+ years, Scotty is completely out of touch with the changed times, and his engineering expertise and knowledge are decades out of date. It’s really just… sad. He wants to help and tries to get used to the way things are, but you can tell that he’s having a hard time with it. He feels like… well, a relic of the past. Especially when he goes into the Holodeck and brings up the image of the TOS Bridge and they used the TOS score, that was just… damn. Seeing it but it being utterly empty as Scotty wanders around and toasts to his old friends, just perfect execution. Heck seeing Picard on the TOS bridge was such a nice image~! This was such a joy to watch. I know that James Doohan had probably just come off The Undiscovered Country so getting back into Scotty likely wasn't hard, but still. He got much, much more than he ever did in either the show or the films tbh and he did an excellent job and I just feel so bad for Scotty throughout. Thankfully he got to prove that he’s very much still got it and a renewed sense of worth, free to explore the galaxy. His interaxtions with geordi were also good and truly feels like a nice, long overdue pasisng the torch moment that Geordi deserved. It was such a great episode and f was so respectful towards TOS as well, showing that despite its age, it is very much still valuable. That is the kind of respect that I appreciate in reboots/spin-offs so thank you TNG. 5/5.

Schisms: Riker is having sleep problems. He can’t fall asleep at night, falls asleep at impromptu times, and still feels tired afterward. It’s okay buddy, I go through that constantly. But more strangeness happens as incidents like Geordi’s VISOR shorting out occurs and many of the crew find that they have an hour gap in their memories, including Data. So what’s going on? As it turns out… alien abduction. Yes, really. Various crew members have been captured/tested by aliens and poofed back as though nothing happened, but with repressed memories such as laying on a surgical table. It kind of reminds me of Conspiracy where we have an alien race plotting who knows what and we get no real resolution concerning them in the end, though like with that one I think that the ambiguousness actually makes the whole thing scarier. Oh and we also don’t have the possession plot and the graphic bits. So it was overall good. Freaky for sure especially with reveals like Riker’s arm got amputated then reattached and he can’t remember any of it. Not much else to say tbh other than that it’s solid. Also loved Data’s poetry, you keep expressing yourself and your love for your cat buddy~! 3/5.

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Sleepovers with NCT Dream

anon asked: Am I allowed to request sleepover/slumber parties with NCT Dream? Just somethin cute n fluffy

okay so i’m not sure if this is like each individual member or with the group as a whole so i did...both?

uh for each of them the other members aren’t present because just...assume that the specific member kicked them out for the night or they dont wanna bother member/reader haha

under the cut

mark

“fight me mark lee”

you regret the words like...as soon as they leave you because the moment you finish your sentence you get a face full of pillow

youd forgotten your clothes in the excitement of being able to sleepover at your boyfriend’s so long story short you’re decked out in one of his thinner t-shirts and a pair of his sweatpants

moments before disaster (aka The Pillow) struck you’d been chilling out on the couch and you both were pigging out just watching tv or something

then mark decided to s t e a l a c h i p f r o m y o u r b o w l

you couldn’t just TAKE THAT

so yeah you mouth off and then get pillowed in the face and after the initial shock wears off you kinda just calmly get up and walk slowly towards the kitchen counter to put your food away so it doesnt spill

all the while mark is shaking in his boots the fear is BUILDING

because hes going over the scenarios of what you might do next in his head he doesnt notice you discretely picking up a pillow

he does feel it tho when you hit him upside the head with it

W A R ensues its like... Armageddon

until you pin mark down because hes laughing way too hard to fight back

“cry uncle” “NEVER” tickles him once “uNCLE”

he calls for a truce and you give him one with a warning about stealing food and hes like ok fine ill get my own chips next time and you guys resume watching the movie

his arms around you and youre just using him as a headrest/backrest and its overall a really soft time tbh

mark is really comfortable tbh

and you guys have been dating for a while (dream’s parents) so it’s just like a normal date, practically

its just really chill like you guys dont do much other than marathon movies and pillow fight and pig out

and make small talk

and steal kisses

playing random games like ispy or something just seems like a mark thing

planning future hang outs and dates lol

“hey on our next date im taking you out to dinner” “and a movie” “you bet” “mark i was kiddi-” “its my treat”

it gets late fast though (time flies when you’re having fun) and you notice this and look over to say that maybe you guys should sleep only to find your bf knocked out on the other side of the couch

again

you cant help but smile at the sight

he’s so overworked, you don’t have the heart to wake him up

instead you turn off the tv, put up all the foodstuffs and clean the area quickly, put the pillows up and lay a pillow out on the ground by the couch and find a blanket and then turn off the lights before lying down

when mark wakes up the next morning he wakes up before you and sighs before stepping over you lightly to brush and stuff and to pour cereal for the two of you (hes not even going to TRY to cook)

once you wake up hes like “why didnt you wake me i wouldve taken the floor” and youre just like “yeah thats why i didnt wake you” and he just shakes his head because he cant argue with you and honestly hes

kinda touched, just a little

you have to leave all too soon but you dont go before getting a goodbye kiss and a promise to have another sleepover very soon

just....soft..soft times

renjun

board game central

hes just

head in the game lolol (dont kill me for that joke)

monopoly? clue? sorry? you name it he’s got it like...this boy doesn’t play when it comes to board games

no pun intended

the first half of the night is just you guys playing random board games as best you can with just two people

and then he brings out the chess board

that’s when it gets bumpin tbh

by bumpin i mean you and your boyfriend nearly wring each others throats during the match...but with your minds...because neither of you are speaking you’re THAT concentrated

it’s.....2 hours long

and in the end you guys have to call a draw and like you sit back and just stare at each other blinking and eventually renjun speaks

and his voice is hoarse because neither of you have spoken in a while and the first thing he says (very matter-of-factly, too) is “i’m going to flip the board now”

and you just go “go ahead” hoarsely as well because you’re just in mild shock that nobody won that intense ass match

he flips the board and looks up and stares at you and you stare back and suddenly the two of you are crying of laughter like

majorly uncontrollable you’re just rolling on the floor wheezing

after you both calm down renjun goes to the kitchen to find something to eat and he’s like “it’s 1 in the morning oh my god we haven’t even eaten dinner what the heck” and that sends you into another fit of laughter

“wait but we still have to have like a pillow fight and watch dumb romcoms and horrors and stuff we have so much to do and so little time” “renjun we don’t have to do all the cliche sleepover stuff” “ok but consider this: itll be fun” “its like ass thirty in the morning though/??” “are you saying we cant do it because if so now we HAVE to do it” “...you get the pillows i’ll get the popcorn put the worst movie you can find into the dvd player”

after a few movies its like 5: 30 am and the two of you are still awake

“are you still up” “no are you” “no”

neither of you wants to be the first to fall asleep

competitive couple af

you guys start a two person game of truth or dare and it ends up getting mushy because for a truth renjun asks you like how you knew you wanted to date him

and you get serious and stuff (which he didn’t foresee he expected an answer like “well you look like moomin and like....i love moomin”) and you come at him with like “when i started noticing that your eyes sparkle when you sing and just how happy you make other people and how you love what you do and how-”

he attacks you with a massive hug because oh my god you’re so sweet he’s getting a cavity

“i like you a lot, you know” “i’d hope so i just ate like 90% of your snack stash renjun” “i take that back”

you guys are still awake when mark comes back to the dorm

when he gets out of the shower, however, is a different story - you and renjun are dead asleep while sitting on the couch, awkwardly wrapped around each other

a photoshoot courtesy of mark’s phone camera ensues

(mark goes to sleep to ice cubes in his pillow that night, courtesy of you and renjun)

jeno

king of planning

like he mentally knows everything that can and will go wrong and stuff and knows where the extra pillows and blankets are and is aware of what you’re gonna wanna do and just...he Knows

the first thing you guys do when you get to the dorm is bake brownies

he makes sure to take videos of the whole process and send them to the other members

jeno: guess what yall are missing out on ;) jisung: i hate this family

the kind of bf to try to feed you the brownies and get the food literally everywhere but your mouth

for as put together as he is you guys end up having brownies and ice cream for dinner lol neither of you can be bothered to cook dinner

“babe should we order out” “i mean you can if you want to” “...but jenoooo that means getting up and getting to my phone” “that’s what i thought”

has a cache of games and movies and shows

“take your pick”

you guys end up playing random card games like ERS or blackjack for a while

it honestly is never boring tho because you and jeno are just so comfortable with each other every moment is great no matter what you’re doing

i feel like jeno’s the kind of guy to call his SO a bunch of cute nicknames like he just wants you to know how cute he thinks you are and he does that thru nicknames

“love...” “babe...” “sweetheart...”

after a while though you run out of card games to play and jeno’s about to suggest watching something on tv when he sees your expression

“...what’s on your mind” “...we could mess with your members a little...” “prank calls?” “you know me so well”

within an hour the two of you have convinced yuta that aliens are real and can use cellphones and gotten taeyong to believe that “swag” is a polish swear word and that donghyuck needs to be punished whenever he says it

and jaemin thinks he’s being relentlessly contacted by clowns from a circus in the next town over who think that he’s stolen their tiny car

you guys pass more time just talking and stuff

and putting on songs and dancing to them it’s Good Fun

he makes you take his bed and sleeps on the floor in a sleeping bag

you feel awful about it though so when you’re sure he asleep you go find the other sleeping bag and take your pillow and sleep beside him on the floor

he’s super shook when he wakes up but when he realizes that you didn’t want him to be lonely on the floor his smile is as bright as the sun

texts his friends for help on how to cook a nice breakfast

jeno: yo does anyone know how to make breakfast haechan: yeah jeno: cool what are the directions haechan: i didn’t say i’d give them to you

by this time you’re awake and just like “ok let me handle breakfast”

the two of you just end up eating plain rice and eggs (because you aren’t confident in your kitchen skills) and giggling over the crappy pictures you’re taking of each other eating

all in all the perfect date/sleepover

haechan

the moment you walk in the first thing that happens is that haechan pulls you into a hug

the second thing that happens is he holds you at an arm’s length, looks you straight in the eyes, and goes “we have to make a pillow fort”

you 100% agree it’s a necessity

after putting your bag down on the kitchen he basically drags you to the living room

the couch gets pushed back against the wall, the coffee table is moved to the side and chairs are moved back so there’s just a big floorspace directly in front of the tv

“let’s use four chairs as like pillars to hold up the blankets and bring all our food, phones, everything in so we don’t have to leave the fort the whole night” “i like the way you think.. we should go out some time, get to know each other better” “hyuck we’re dating”

i feel like haechan’s the type to be reserved with pda and stick to handholding (only sometimes, even then) because he’s embarrassed around the other members because they like teasing y’all

BUT when you guys are alone he’s totally different

like after the fort is finished and there are blankets above your heads and you’re both changed into makeshift pjs (just shorts and shirts tbh) and theres pillows around the fort’s perimeter and the tv is on he’ll like

grab whatever you’re currently eating and hold it up and whenever you lean over to reach it he’ll just lean back or move it just out of your reach again

“give it backkkk” “only if you kiss me” “...honestly i was going to do that anyways but now that you’re asking i don’t want to”

leaning into him and him closing his eyes because he expects a kiss and his arm naturally lowering lolol you grab the food and move back without even a peck on the cheek

a pouty haechan emerges

he wont talk to you again unless you kiss him and youre like ugh this big baby

but you dont wanna spend the whole night conversationless so you comply and he pulls you in

suddenly yall are rolling around in the fort laughing and having a play fight just cute af tbh

“hey hyuck we have approximately 9 hours before the other guys come back and i have to go and we have to sleep sometime so we basically have 3 hours to pull some amazing prank” “not to worry, sweetheart - i already have an idea”

and thats when you two set about to turn literally everything upside down in everyone’s rooms

it takes forever because he puts music on while you guys are working and you both end up ballroom dancing to michael jackson

once its done neither of you can breathe from laughing so hard

he makes a really quick dinner and the two of you eat it in the fort

while trading stories from the past couple weeks

“so you’re telling me she just...drank the entire cup of coffee after pouring two monster energies into it” “yeah she straight up chugged it i was in AWE”

all of this is done facing each other while holding hands on one side and eating with the other

“hey is that my shirt” “might be? i just found it in my drawers” “it’s definitely mine” “no wonder it’s so soft”

you guys fall asleep really late (or early, depending on how you look at it) because you spend so much time just TALKING

there’s 80s movies playing on the tv in the background

you fall asleep on your pillow but wake up like sideways using haechan’s chest as a footrest or something just...weird sleep position couple

the two of you wake up to confused exclamations from the other members

“hey maybe we should eat breakfast somewhere else so they don’t kill us for the upside downness” “get your keys i’ll grab money”

jaemin

buys a telescope just for your sleepover

“what’s the point of having a roof if you can’t climb on top of it and stargaze”

has you go up the stairs to the roof first so he can keep a steady hand on your back since the stairs are narrow

you guys have to make like three trips up and down from the roof before settling down

the first trip you guys set the telescope and blankets up and you go down because you need to go back and bring the food up

the second time is because you have to bring pillows up

the third time is because jaemin forgets his phone oops

its still kind of light out when you guys get up on the roof so you pass time by taking selfies and talking and stuff

its cold af outside and youre freezing despite your jacket so jaemin bundles the both of you up in a blanket (or 4)

“so the best time to watch the meteor shower is between midnight and dawn but we can just look at other cool spacey stuff before then” “why would i look at other stars when the brightest star is right in front of me” “that’s the cheesiest thing i’ve ever heard i’m breaking up with you” “aw jaemin you know you love me”

you have to stop him from trying to eat what is essentially just a whole bunch of tomatoes in rice paper in one bite

jaemin forgets to bring games up to the roof and hes too lazy to go downstairs and get anything

youre not bored anyways tho

once it gets darker you guys start pointing out some cool stars and constellations

“babe it’s orion’s belt” “nana look at that star, it looks so bright!” “almost as bright as you” “i already said that about you earlier, try again”

play fighting over the telescope

he lets you look first though

when the meteor shower starts you’re both in serious awe

“can you believe that we’re so small and just..tiny and pliable and insignificant in this universe and there are huge things like meteors just streaking through this vast space of nothingness and just wow” “i’m just glad i exist at the same time as you” “jaemin that’s...that’s not even corny or anything that’s just super cute i can’t even make fun of you for it” “it’s true, though”

both of you forget to take videos of the shower

because you’re just enthralled with the fact that the literal sky is like...on fire and shit

jaemin the type to press chaste kisses to your cheek and pull you ever closer to him at random intervals

Soft BF Alert

eating dinner while watching

he points at like every meteor and is like “look at it goooo”

“gotta go fast” “jae if it was possible to literally delete somebody i’d do that right now...blocked” “you love me”

sings under his breath and you record a vid of him doing it without him knowing because its so cute and just...hes so good at singing youre shook

once it starts getting really late and youre yawning and stuff hes like ok maybe we should go downstairs and sleep

it takes two trips to get everything back down to the dorm rip

at least jaemin doesnt forget his phone this time

once you guys get back neither of you can decide who gets the bed

“you can have it babe i sleep here everyday” “no way i cant do that to you, ill take the floor i practically live here its like home”

its wayyy too late to argue tho you both end up sharing the bed

overall an amazing date like???? meteor shower AND a sleepover with your bf in one night?

thats one successful night

chenle

theres an unspoken meme war between the two of you

like nobody really mentions it its there...looming...constantly...

meme war as in you guys constantly taken ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUS pictures of each other and use them as reaction images

throughout the night each of you take/send pics of each other to the other dream members

“we should cuddle” “ok how do i know youre not gonna like...lick me or something for a picture of my expression” “you...well you dont but-”

you convince him to watch the ouija movies that are out

he makes it through them but like...

chenle’s either screaming throughout the whole movie or totally shell shocked and you’re just lol @ him

“this isn’t even that scary” “speak for yourself” “i am - come out from under the blanket babe i swear it’s not that scary”

after the movies he’s like “im never letting you choose what to do ever again ever” and you get him saying it on video for the Jokes

its his turn to choose

his immediate response is karaoke

chenle sets everything up for it while you order in dinner because lbr neither of you are looking up the directions to anything with cooking

he screams directly into the mic while youre on the phone to test it

(and takes a pic of your eyes going wide and you jumping a little bit)

“is everything alright on your side” “yeah just ...make that three orders of chicken im gonna be eating my woes away tonight”

chenle gets out the hoverboard and tries to teach you the dance moves to chewing gum

that quickly stops because you fall onto him

twice

within a span of four and a half minutes

nobodys there to roast though so you guys laugh as hard as you want

a lot of screaming

you love his laugh its so bright and happy just!!! wow

ngl since you started dating him his laugh kind of influenced yours so you laugh a lot louder than you did before chenle

when your food comes in youre too busy screaming lyrics to a song to get the door so chenle grabs the food

and tips the deliveryboy even more than he usually would

“you’re going to scare away the neighbors with that singing” “i’m surprised people still live here after you moved in chenle, dolphin sounding little-”

eating on the floor while facing each other

“close your mouth while chewing” “ok hon but to tell me that you spoke while eating” “listen, zhong chenle-”

having a staring contest

loser has to wash dishes

spoiler alert: you lose because he starts smiling and you cant stare straight at him when he smiles without smiling back and blinking really hard its like looking straight at the actual sun

hes super loving and cuddly so while youre washing dishes chenle backhugs you instead of cleaning up the karaoke equipment

“yah you’re sidetracking me” “we should dance instead of being boring and washing dishes like an old married couple” “you can dance while i’m being productive”

he does just that - tries to sidetrack you EVEN MORE by dancing ridiculously while you try to wash dishes

ends up in a soap and water fight

i feel like chenle would sleep a little earlier than the other guys so when youre done cleaning up your (late) dinner and hes done mopping the floor of the remnants of soap hes like maybe we should sleep

you agree because its almost like 1 am and youre tired too

pulling out a big family size sleeping bag in the middle of the living room floor and finding pillows

putting on light instrumental sleep music

waking up to chenle taking like a million pictures of your terrible bedhead and sending them to all of his friends

chenle’s just so fun to be around alfskjdk

jisung

ngl i feel like the night would start off just a little bit awk with jisung

like not awkward to where no conversation is being made awkward just more like small talk while sitting a good foot away from each other on the couch and friends is running on the tv in the background awkward

you get tired of that really fast tho

bc you and jisung have been best friends for a g e s it shouldnt be like this

so you bean him with a throw pillow

straight upside the head like hes an alarm clock that wont shut up

it takes him a second to react but once he does its chaos

he hits you back with like twice as much speed and power

suddenly both of you are on the floor fending for yourselves while trying to attack the other

you fight valiantly but hes just

so dang tall that eventually he grabs the weaponized pillow right out of your hand and holds it way high above your head

“checkmate” “...oh shut up :/”

after that though its a lot more comfortable like you settle into your usual pattern of relentlessly teasing each other

“lets put on mickey mouse cartoons jisung you’ll be able to relate” “are you even tall enough to see the tv” “not everyone can be a beansprout”

jisung pops popcorn for the movies and instead of eating it while watching the movie the two of you just throw kernels at each other and laugh at how dumb the other looks with popcorn in their hair

after a while jisung’s like “we should go out back there’s like... a singular tree and some grass and we can just chill” and you’re like well that’s new in the city so it’s a good opportunity so you agree

bringing a needle and thread outside so you can sew together flower crowns of leaves, grass, and dandelions

jisung leans against the tree while watching you make a mildly lopsided crown

he cant help but laugh when you put it on his head

“hold on im gonna take a picture” “do i look like a beautiful princess” “like a model, jisung, the prettiest princess ever” “will you be the frog to my princess?” “that’s the worst pick up line i’ve ever heard i’m considering taking back my flower crown”

you almost go inside after that but jisung’s like wait what about a flower crown for you

and you’re like oh i forgot i wasn’t really focusing on making one for myself haha

so jisung takes the needle and thread and makes you one

it’s not as pretty as the one that’s on his head but itll do

taking like 20 selfies together with the flower crowns before going back inside

after that he teaches you some of the nct dances

including stuff from the other subunits

“can you teach me taeil-ssi’s cheerleader dance from paju” “...this lesson is over”

jisung making rice and meat for dinner

you fry vegetables and try your hardest not to make anything explode

afterwards you’re lying down on the couch and he’s on the floor below you

the lights are out and its been a while since theyve been off

youre halfway asleep when

“i know youre my best friend but i think i want to date you”

aaaaand youre wide awake again

“wait, jisung, what?” “i thouGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP OH NO” “did i hear you correctly???” “im so sorry i’ll-” “i like you too you absolute idiot oh my god i cant believe neither of us said anything i-” “-move to cuba and change my name you’ll never have to hear from me again-” “-we are SO DUMB wow okay well we have to get together now its the next logical step-” “-and i’ll cut all connection off and. wait. wait, you like me back?” “-and. dude wait have you not been listening to me at all?? yes??”

and that kids is how you and jisung end up together

jisung texts all of his members before you both really do go to sleep (after an awkward hug and a massive bout of embarrassed laughter) that he finally confessed

you wake up to 89 texts and 2 missed calls

“taeyong says i have to keep you safe and make sure you eat three square meals a day” “is it disrespectful if i block my hyung and surrogate mother”

!! youre dating park jisung congr a t s

ALL OF NCT DREAM

you open the door immediately to hug bombardment by chenle and jaemin

mark closes it behind you (and shrugs apologetically) considering you cant because youre sandwiched in between the two other members

the first thing all of you do is eat because haechan’s made dinner (with, as jeno keeps reminding everyone, jeno’s help)

hc: all he did was heat the water jn: but it was necessary and helpful, wasn’t it

the second order of business is to push everything out of the way in the living room so the floorspace is entirely open

there are, after all, eight people there and its getting tight on the chairs

everyones just like eliminate the seating options and thats best - then everyone will just have to sit on the floor

you: so whats next rj: lets play monopoly everyone, collectively: NO mk: i still have nightmares from last time

jisung suggests twister and everyone (foolishly) agrees

jaemin calls out the colors and limbs and soon you find your left arm reaching over chenle’s right leg and your legs trapped under jisung’s torso

hc, monotonously but muffled as his face is somewhere under renjun’s right armpit: wow this is so wild

after that ends badly (mark nearly suffocates from jeno’s left foot being literally in his mouth) everyone agrees on never taking a suggestion from jisung again (including jisung)

you suggest a movie marathon and everyone throws pillows at you because that’s “basic”

jm: what about truth or dare jn: wow nana that’s actually a good idea jm: im going to ignore your tone and take it as a compliment anyways

truth or dare quickly causes everyone to become absolute messes because stuff like this happens -

you: renjun, truth or dare rj: truth you: so if you had to gently caress anyone here’s bellybutton, whose bellybutton would it be rj: i

mark and haechan and chenle can each barely breathe because theyre laughing too hard

meanwhile renjun’s mentally going through his brain files of everyone’s bellybuttons and ruing the day he was born, not necessarily in that order

jeno’s videotaping the entire game for future blackmail

hc: jisung if everyone here was a redwood tree who would you set on fire js: you hc: you..you couldnt have hesitated? for even just a secon d

jn: chenle go out in the street and yodel cl: you didnt even ask me truth or d- jn: do it

by the time truth or dare ends its pretty late but youre all way too hopped up on each others embarrassment and general having fun with friends to sleep

cl: karaoke? hc: karaoke. you: maybe karaoke will be our always

the noise level grows like exponentially once karaoke comes on

and it was already pretty freaking loud to start out with

mark’s halfway through a particularly soulful rendition of eminem’s lose yourself when you take a look at the clock

you: guys its almost 3 in the morning jm: sleep is for the WEAK js: chenle’s been knocked out for at least a half hour jm: exactly

mark and jeno move chenle onto the couch and put a blanket over him while you, haechan, and renjun set up sleeping bags and pillow and blankets on the living room floor

jaemin and jisung turn the music off and make sure the kitchen and everything is clean (and twister is put away)

you turn off the lights and lie down in the bag between mark and renjun

you: we should do this another time jm: minus the twister everyone: minus the twister

jeno wakes you up by stepping on your stomach the next morning while trying to escape renjun and his Pillow of Wrath

the pillow fight’s a little late but hey

8 am is better late than never

a quick breakfast is had while everyone takes turns brushing/showering/changing and it hits 10 am quicker than expected

everyones sad when you have to go back home but!! you all had fun and thats what counts

youre not surprised when mark texts the group chat later about hanging out again soon

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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We're doing Cinderella.

If you wake me up from a dead sleep, SWAT is coming to your house and were DNA4U for your entire house.

1. You'll start getting paid through the app.

2. You'll see if you win the Lotto

If you remove kids from your house and still try to wake me then you'll get everyone from the last 3 weeks on the SMS that had been in and out your house or you went and talked to on the street ib order to sell to or other random what ever. That time starts now even if you wake me next week.

We have found 9 grandkids from only 3 houses. 6 were grandsons. And obviously 3 were girls.

So they were all found healthy and well. An almost 9 year old happened to look only 2 and that is normal.

The old parents helped pack and that was all. Some are just simple switched at birth issues.

Dna4u is to see if were compatible.

I'm no longer talking and just sending over my friends in SWAT. They are there to protect you. Otherwise I'd just get mad for being woken up and want to fight and kill you.

I designed this program in 2008 when i was a less bitter and angry person.

I am the Queen so no need to be afraid and try to hide kids like this current house. There was 10 people -- 8 adults and one of the women took the boys out the back door in order to run and hide them

Both ran to the SWAT. One is my grandson and one is not.

No one will be arrested. You'll just be disappointed if the "shoe doesn't fit"

Im quite sure that woman will not fit although the DNA will have to be checked anyway.

Usually some tingling occurs right after the test. It mimics my excitement.

SWAT doesn't have a list but I can create one with magic or Tree can do it for me. So.

Once people quit waking me then the SWAT may attempt to visit to check if you're the one that fits the shoe.

Its called the Cinderella Gimmick..

The word Gimmick is used because most people don't trust cops and there really isn't an actual shoe, just spit.

So they are not on their usual department needs thus they must be off duty from their regular shifts on their off time and they volunteer to do this service for us in the world as I am the Queen and the King may be having amnesia, possibly from being hit in the head with a rock.

So no problems have occurred except now this chick had taken out the kids at the 3rd house. And its over 100° outside and its too hot to be taking people out and running all over and so now SMS will alert if someone has been removed and not returned within 24 hours of the waking or the list. This is for their safety. If a car doesn't have air conditioning or enough gas to drive around. Its too hot to sit even in the shade. And with Quarentine we're not supposed to be going to others houses and all that for health reasons and I don't want anyone to conflict with anyone else or to risk their own lives in this intense heat.

Its simple, off duty SWAT volunteers. They don't see nor csre about bongs or what exactly is in them or how many dishes aren't done or what is in the fridge -- within the exception of having one of my blood relatives then what is available for the children, especially, to eat is a concern. No one cares about the blunt left in the ashtray.

But that there is 2-3 things the child likes to eat and will last or did last about a week. So loaf of bread and jar of Goober. Some frozen meals if it's the kids organic version with hidden vegetables in the food or kids cuisine or even Banquet as long as the kids like the food in the meals and then say a box of their favorite crackers. Plus plenty of available liquid for the child to drink. Water and ice or just filtered water or juice or Capri suns or chocolate milk. What ever the kid likes.

So if the loaf of bread is half gone as well as the jar of peanut butter or lunch meat and cheese but its obvious there's more than one loaf of bread or the kid isn't told to lie they ate it when they did not. Tree will tell. And the bread id available and the kid was told to tell what to buy next soon because store time was coming up... Its not a problem.

Sometimes my kid eats almost a whole loaf of bread in a day. Point is that the kid can get what food they like or served to them on a daily.

Some do home cooking everyday and have leftovers the kids can get themselves by taking it to the table and loading it on a fresh clean regular or paper plate or bowel and can microwave or get help to.

They're small not handicapped or retarded.

Most will ask to be shown the microwave once to know they're doing it fine and not wasting time.

They been watching you for years.

Also they need clean laundry. Thr first house had 9 kids and 6 adults and no clean laundry.

So we are still in search and there is likely no reason to keep their names on a second go round for an interview if the King isn't found.

They didn't search. He was honest and said they had only laundry when the kids all said their clothes hadnt been washed and were re-wearing dirty. So the kids packed dirty and our assistants will wash. In fact the machines are already going with Tide and Snuggle. So its not a totally big deal.

Annabelle used to wear dirty uniforms to school because she refused to carry them to the machine, it lasted about a month before I threw down a fit. I'd tell her and our cousin Alex was living with us with his mom and I'd tell him and I told his mom. They continued playing Barbies and refused to carry the laundry for me.

So I went in and turned on the lights and said no playing you will get this laundry into the kitchen now. So i can wash it. ALL YOUR SCHOOL UNIFORMS FOR THE BOTH OF YOU, I'm gonna sit right here on this bed until you start carrying. And ill wait till you're done if you insist. Because this is ridiculous, if I can tell they're not clean so can your teachers and your principal and if you keep going to school dirty, were all going to get in trouble.

So sometimes we gotta lasso them in. But as parents or just simple adults we need to.

The first house had working laundry machines.

So.

Like I said its not a huge deal. I know kids sometimes simply do not care. Some are even afraid of clean clothes. But they should have some clean laundry available

But the food definitely takes presidency over the laundry. All the houses have been cleaned and cared for this far.

Again some people actually prefer a messy house and so fresh food is what is looked at when my relatives are there, especially children or those without working cars. Wal-Mart pick up is available for those without cars and it literally takes 15 minutes to get like 100 items loaded in the auto. And so someone should be able to help. If not then we will have to find resources.

So the kids will be going on vacation for the summer and so they should take many things as possible. Especially their favorite items. We don't care what it is. If its a makeup box or giant stuffed bear. There's plenty of room to store or to have in their room. Plus then all their clothes. If it was too small but their favorite and they want to keep for themselves or let another relative to borrow it or pass it down, it doesn't matter, it gets packed to go.

There's no arresting or ticketing and if you know and you didn't report, we found them safe and well and so it doesn't matter.

Usually there's at least one responsible parent type that cares about the kids and that is most important over reporting.

Its not even what were looking for but everyone in the house must be under DNA4U for protection and payments. If a kidnapping occurs we can retrieve with DNA proof you belong to us as well as many other incidents that are unwell.

And all 3 houses had a kid of mine's kid. They all seem to be eggs so a surrogate may not had a clue.

Valencia County has one of the lowest rates of dna4u at only nearly 3% -- 2 point 9 percent.

Albuquerque has 9%

And all y'all are missing money.

So lets do $5 on this if you read and understood and it will be on your dna4u if you haven't taken it yet. If you have it will be there. You can read it 4 or 5 times if necessary. I would if I was one of Cinderella's candidates or wanted to be.

**i mention the food as the kids will be going on vacation if they biologically belong to my family, there's only 2million in the world. And so we would like to take their favorite foods or be informed of them, especially if they're picky.

Like some only like Goober. Or some only like preserves with seeds in it. Or some have allergies or have spent time finding their particular favorite brand of a certain bread or frozen food. Some don't care. But if they only like the green wrapper burrito or they like the orange, too. We should know. Just makes shopping easier and we will have available their own food for a week. So they hate dinner? Well your favorite food is in your cabinet then. Some may like to make their own but with me they need to bring it to me if its a bread and sandwich or if its a microwave, some may need to get it for me if its like in the bottom of the freezer and I have to bend. Like if it needs assembly then they need to gather the items for me so I can make it while sitting. I will have assistants but. This way they can learn some independence. I've done it with alot of kids and they enjoy it and they learn alot. Now Declan did not enjoy learning to use the microwave because he used an acrylic bowl like i told him not to but didn't listen. So don't have any acrylic dishes. "I didn't think you would let me. But i knew i could. But never let me do that again! That was hot!!" He spilled quite alot of chowder and so I told him to wait and eat and we would clean it together. Then i moved the ceramic dishes to on top of the microwave so he knew which to use. He said it was still too hot but he managed to skill up on the pot holder using.

And he said it took longer to microwave with ceramic. So they learn at their own pace and in their own way.

So to assemble a sandwich they recognize the ingredients they like to eat. So onion, tomato, lettuce, cheese and ham and cheese loaf. Or not.. Whatever they want. They learn their own tastes.

Draven would be all "marshmallow fluff, meat and oh yeah cheese and can i have some avocado"

"All on bread?"

"Yeah here"

And he would hand me two pieces of bread "i want wheat"

"You want all this in the same concotions"

"That would be me.yeah yup"

"Heavy on the marshmallow fluff or light?"

"Heavy mean alot? Just do it like mayonnaise. You know what that is right?"

He was 4. And he would eat it all because he liked it.

So they really have freedom not to eat what we make for the majority. But we don't know what they like and so maybe also the parents don't because I know Sara didn't let Draven make that kinda food for himself. But he took full advantage of "anything we want?!?"

"As long as you eat it or eat at least half. Or try some good big bites before you decide you don't like it."

But some kids just want their comfort foods and we like to know what that is.

Luckily except for Declan the rest found Pizza as their comfort food. Declan liked Clam Chowder. But would take a slice of pizza he would dip into it and let the other kids try.

I typically only make dinner but make sure the rest eat. Because those 4 were very independent or wanting to be and usually it was just me. With other random people in and out. Jesse usually brought fast food for lunch for us. And they could do breakfast on their own. We had plenty of milk and cereal and enough spills to ruin a carpet.

But we will have assistants to help teach as I physically not. Like we have 8+ now. Kids. So that's alot of milk to pour for me while standing. And watch they pour it in the cereal just right. Dad will kill me if we trash his hotel. So.

The other one was mine and we were doing renovations anyway. So didn't matter.

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saltynemo · 7 years

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Break Up PT.2

WHATADO Everybody, its your boi Nemo back at it again with another fanfiction. Excuse my French but HOLY SH*T! Break-Up got like 65 notes. Damn, Ily guys so much. But anyway, heres pt.2 since I left you all with a cliff hanger, and a surprise at the end ;)

Summery: Brendon decides to give Y/n some fresh air, and they both go out together. Unexpectedly, they see a familiar face

Type: Fluff?

Warnings: Cussing, A little angst at the end, lots of flirting, I think that's about it

Requested?: Yes

Word Count: 3k (3,007 words)

PT.1

So, without further a do, P-P-P-P-PLAY IT

I clench my fists, shaking uncontrollably. I start walking towards Audrey at a fast pace. Patrick apparently sees what I was going to do, so he raced for me. He held my arms, making me stop my movements. "Pete, kick her out" Pat said, rubbing my arms. Pete nodded, walking towards Audrey and Brendon. He grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her away from Brendon. "Dont let the door hit you on the way out" Pete added, pushing her out the door and slamming it. He sighed in relief that she was gone. We all heard pounding on the other side of the door, and alot of profanities. Patrick let go of me and stepped aside. I walked over to Brendon, who was at the verge of crying. "Desperate bitch" He muttered, looking up to me. I lighlty smiled at his comment. "Cmon, guys! That ass is gone, lets go back to the movie." Josh, Tyler, Andy, and Joe all yelled from the couch. "Lets just all calm down and relax" Pete said, heading towards the couch aswell. Me and Brendon layed a blanket and pillows down on the floor, since it was crouded on the couch. Brendons head was on my stomach so he was facing the TV. I played with his hair while he was dozing off to sleep. "Goodnight, Y/n" Brendon sighed. "Good night, Bren" I added, circling my finger on his forhead. I got tired of playing with Brendons head, so I stopped my actions and also dozed off to sleep. I fell asleep to the sound of some guy getting his ass beat from the TV, and Brendons snoring.

I opened my eyes slowly, seeing a ray of sunshine infront of me. Brendon was still laying on my stomach. He was rubbing my leg slowly. "How long have you been up" I whisper to him. "Too long" He replies, smiling up to me. "Im gonna go get some cereal" He says, getting up and creeping towards the kitchen. I follow him, since everyone else was still sleeping. He grabs 2 bowls as I grab the milk and cereal box. "Waffle Crisps?" Brendon says. "Thats all we have right now" I whisper back. We both set up 'breakfeast' and eat together. "So, when will the boys be up" I whisper, wanting to go outside. "They usually sleep in late..so I dont know. Maybe we can sneak out and do something" Brendon says back, winking. I blush at his comment, but think about it as well. "Maybe we can hang out at the mall, Its not like we have anything important to do" I request, stirring my cereal. "Sounds great!" He says, making it come out louder than it should have. "Shh, we dont wanna wake up the children do we" I joke, getting up from my seat. Brendon quietly laughs at my comment, getting up as well to put the dishes away. "Im gonna go get ready" I say, jogging to my bag. "Same, Ill be out in a few" Brendon says, heading towards his pile of clothes. I grab a lazy outfit and go into the bathroom to change. I didnt want to over dress, so I put on an oversized P!ATD hoodie with black skinny jeans. I unlock the bathroom door, so Brendon can walk in at any time. I put on some light make-up, just to look presentable. I run back out to the living room to grab my phone and wallet. "You ready?" Brendon says. I look over to him in shock. Hes wearing almost exactly what I am. "Im not changing, so we either go out like this or you change" I say in a stern, but funny, tone. "Im not changing either, so we will just have to live with it" Brendon says back, rolling his eyes. I laugh lightly. "Lets go" I sigh, but laughing a little afterwards.

Me and Brendon sneak out of the building and walk down the street. His car was parked a long ways away from here, so we had a little walking to do. Brendon put his arm around me so his fingers brushed across my back. "You ok?" I ask. "Yea-yea im fine" He replies, taking his hand away. I shrug it off and continue to walk with him.

Once we reach his car, I hop in and quickly grab the aux chord before he does. "I swear if you play 'Penis Sized Nipples' again, Ill drop you off somewhere far away from here" He warns, laughing a bit. I chuckle at his comment, thinking of what to put on. "I got something youll like. Its not trash from my perspective" I say, looking up the song on my phone. I put 'Taco Bell Saga' in the search title, trying not to lose my cool. I click the first video that comes up. "FAST FOOD GREASY TACO I LOVE" Blasts in the car. Brendon jumps in suprise, laughing hard. "NACHO BELL GRANDE CHEESY GORDITA" I begin to sing/scream. Brendon soon catches his breathe and yells with me, "I LIKE YOUR NACHOS LIKE DIARRHEA" He screams, pulling the car out onto the road. "MAN I REALLY LIKE TACO BELL" We both scream as we drive to the mall. The whole car ride, we were being stared at and being told to pay attention to the road. I really didnt care. I was with Brendon and thats all that mattered.

We made it to the mall, with our voices raspy from our screaming. It was fun though. I put my phone back in my pocket and walked with Brendon to the front door. "Can I get Dip n Dots?!" I ask, once I see a Dip N Dots booth. "Sure, I can go for some too" He replies, holding my hand and dragging me to the Cafiteria. Before we can make it, were hit with an excited voice. "BRENDON!!" A voice shouts. We both turn, expecting to see a fangirl. But it was better than that; It was Dallon Weekes [(Idc if I spelt it wrong lol)]!! "DALLON" Me and Brendon both shout to eachother. We make a group hug. It took us about 5 minutes for us to let go. "I havent seen you in like forever! How have you been!!" I yell, fist bumping him. He chuckles and we all talk together. We all started talking about the band, girlfriends/boyfriends, and just fun stuff. We began walking around the mall, messing with security guards and what not. We just did what teenagers would do.

After about running around the mall for 2 hours, I started getting tired. "My feeet hurrrrttt" I whine to the boys. "Deal with it" Brendon says, snickering. "Dalllooon, can you carry meeeeee?" I whine like a baby. "No, your like how old?? 25?" He says, laughing. "Awww is my poor girl upset" Brendon chimes in, laughing. I keep whining untill Dallon gives in. "Fine, Come here, you big baby" He says. He bends down a little, so I can piggy back him. "Why cant I get carried? Im tired too" Brendon says, pushing Dallon a little. "Because he loves me more" I joke, ruffling Dallons Hair.

We continue walking, untill I spot something. "HOT TOPIC!!" I yell, pointing. Both the boys jump, Dallon nearly dropping. "WHAT IS IT" Brendon yells. We get serveral eyes on us, people thinking 'Dumb Kids'. "MOVE BRENDON, DALLON WEEKES IS COMING. HURRY UP" I scream again, pointing to Hot Topic. Everyone laughs as Dallon walks fast to the front doors of Hot Topic. Im Emo trash so Hot Topic was like my home. He drops me, tired of carrying me. "How much do you weigh" He jokes. I push him and smile. "GUYS, MAKE WAY, THE EMO QUEEN IS HERE" I shout, running straight to the Emo Band T-Shirts. Everyone laughs again as I sprint to the back of the store. I go crazy, ignoring my bank account and money situiation.

Once I am finished shopping, I check out to the cashier. My total came to 210.75...I really let myself go. As I was handing the lady my card, Brendon grabs it and holds it over my head. He gives her his card instead. "Hey! Im paying for this! Not you" I yell, trying to get my card. "Try me, Suger" He replies, getting the recipt. I hold him by his ear as I grab my bag. I march him out of the store, Dallon follows along snickering. "I dont like to owe people!" I yell at him while I let go of his ear. He just stares blankly at my face, like what I said meant nothing to him. I got annoyed, "Hey, I said I-" I begin to say. All of the sudden, Brendon grabs my face and kisses me. Im put into utter shock, not being able to move. "Im gonna go to the bathroom" He says, breaking away and walking to the restrooms. "Didnt know that shot of Vodka would do that to him" Dallon mutters, kicking his feet on the ground. I break out of my shock and turn to him, "Shots of Vodka??" I ask, raising a brow. "While you went on your shopping spree, we decided to sneak out and take a couple of drinks in the bar down the street" He says, turning to me. "How long was I shopping??" I nearly yelled to him. Dallon laughed but then answered me, "Like about an hour, you went crazy!" He said, laughing more. I soon joined in with him, nearly falling down. Maybe I was drunk too. I steady myself on Dallons shoulder, trying to catch my breathe. Brendon comes back, drying his hands on his shirt. "What time is it?" I ask, standing up straight. "Oh, its...7:00?!" Brendon shrieks, shocked at how late it is. "Oh my Josh, Im so Dun right now" Dallon yells, almost falling on the floor from laughing. "Shut up! Thats so cringy" I say to him, laughing too. Me, Brendon, and Dallon are all laughing messes, falling on the floor and just loosing our shit.

Once we catch our breathe, we all stand back up. "Well, me and Y/n wanna go somewhere else before we go home. Wanna join?" Brendon asks Dallon. "Nah, sorry. I gotta be somewhere" He replies, grabbing his stuff off the ground. "Cya around then!" I cheer, hugging him before I go back to Brendon. Brendon fists bumps him and we say goodbye. "So, where do you wanna go? Dallon told me about a bar down the street" I say, nudging him. "Yea, sounds fun! Lets go there!" Brendon cheers, holding my hand. Why is so attracted to me all of the sudden? Maybe he is just happy im here, I shouldnt get my hopes up.

Once at the bar, It was kind of empty at first. "Cmon" Brendon says, taking my arm. He knows I dont drink that much, why did I even suggest this? Me and Brendon sit on the side of the bar. "Can I have 2 T-" Brendon says, before relizing who the bar tender is. Its Audrey..she really let her self go. Cakey make-up,a shirt that is way too tight for her, blue eyeliner, and very skinny jeans. Suprised she fit in those. "Oh, who look who it is..Brendon" She says with a smirk. "T-two tequilas" He stutters out, quickly turning away. I give Brendon a "Oh Shit" look before turning away as well. "Sure thing, sexy-thang" She replies, making our drinks. "First of all, you know ill get drunk as hell if i drink Tequila, second of all, I had know clue she works here" I whisper in Brendons ear. Brendon laughs lightly, "We didnt come here to be sober, your getting drunk tonight. I dont care if we have to get a taxi" He replied, turning back to the bar. "Heres your drinks" Audrey says with a wink. Brendon rolls his eyes at her and hands me the drink. "I dont wanna get that drunk tonight though.." I sigh, stirring it. "Dont be a whimp, just drink it" He laughs, taking a sip. "But Bren-" He takes my drink and holds it up to my lips, leaning it so the alchohal pours into my mouth. "Down the hatch, babe" He mutters, making me chug the drink. He takes the glass away from my lips and puts it on the table. "Damnit Bren" I say, chuckling a small bit. I whipe my mouth and glance at Audrey. Her expression is full on jelousy. "2 more!" Brendon calls out to Audrey. She scoffs and starts making them. "Brendon! i swear" "Your getting hammered tonight...WERE getting hammered tonight" He says, ruffling my hair. I roll my eyes, turning so im facing the bar. "Here you go" Audrey sighs, placing down the drink roughly. I stare at the moving alchohal for what seems forever, untill Brendon talks. "If you dont drink that your self, Ill spoon feed you it" He says, already chugging down his drink. I sigh and put the glass to my lips. I, suprisingly, chug all of the Tequila down. Brendon pats my back in praise, almost making me spit the liquid out of my mouth. I already see Brendon getting drunk. His eyes look tired and hes stumbling kind of. I already feel dizzy since im a lighthead. Tonights going to be a long night...

*TIME SKIP Brought to you by Andy's beard*

Im hammered as hell. Me and Brendon both. We have been slurring back and fourth to eachother, most of them being flirts-since we dont even know what were doing. "You-you remind me of my pinky toe" Brendon slurrs, downing his drink. "Why is that" I ask with a smirk, knowing the answer already. "Because your small, fragile *hiccup* and will probably be banged againts my coffee table later tonight" He says with a wink. We both laugh at how dumb we look compared to the rest of the bar. Except for Audrey, she was a bull who just saw a red cape. She was so angry I thought she was going to strangle me right then and there. "I got one" I say, nearly dropping my 5th tequila. "Are you a lit candle?" I ask, resting my hand on his thigh. He smirks, placing his drink down on the table. "Because on my birthday, I wanna blow you" I slurr. "Nice one, but I *hiccup* got a good joke" He says, holding my hand thats on his thigh. "Wait! Let me go again, I want a nother chance" I say, looking into his eyes. "Fine, I cant say no to you" Brendon replies, looking back into mine. I laugh a little at how hammered we are. I grab my drink again and finish it off. "What does a Scientist plant in a garden?" "A Chemis-tree!" I cheer, throwing my head back and laughing. Brendon didnt laugh though, he just kept staring at me. I looked back to him, "Oh-cmon that was funny" I say, looking back to him. "Sorry, Y/n. Its just that your beauty caught me off guard" He says in a romantic tone. "Oh-shut up, your so cringy" I laugh, pushing him a little..he didnt budge. "Your just so hot when your drunk" He mutters to me. "You made me this way" I say, chuckling. "Just-god damn it" He said before roughly kissing me. I tried to kiss back, but it was hard to match the pace of his movements. He pulled away after what seemed like forever, "Thanks, I needed that" Brendon said, adjusting his sitting position. I was still for a minute, thinking about what Brendon just did and what I just did. "You ok?" Brendon chuckles, seeing my state of mind. "I need another drink" I say, laughing. "I think you had eno-" "2 shots of whiskey" I interupt him, asking Audrey for another drink. She glares at me, only walking away to get the glasses. "Jesus, Y/n. Whiskeys pretty rough, you know?" He says in a concerned tone. "Aww, is my poor little Brendon too much of a pussy to get one more drink?" I say with a smirk. "Whoa whoa whoa, who are you callin a softy?" He says, holding up a hand. "You heard me" I reply, smirking more. Audrey slams the shots down infront of us; it was obviouse she was mad. "Down the hatch, babe" I mock, putting the glass to my lips and drinking it. He just smiles and downs his shot glass too.

Me and Brendon went back to slurring our jokes and flirts to eachother. But half way through our conversation, I noticed I had to use the restroom. "What do you call a *hiccup* pretty girl on a drummers arm?" "A Tattoo!" He slurrs, almost dropping his empty glass. I fake laugh, noticing I really had to go. "Im gonna use the restroom" I say, strolling over to the ladies bathroom. I sway my hips a little bit-but not too much-just to give Brendon a hint. I dont know what kind of hint, but just some kind of a hint. Once I turn a corner to where the restrooms were, I saw Satan. Shit. It was Audrey, casually holding a beer bottle in her hand. "Hey, Y/n. Hows life with Brenny?" She says in a bitchy tone. "Please-im not going to do this now" I simply say, trying to get past her. She blocks the door, "Hey, Im not done with you just yet" She says, stopping me. "Look, Im not in the mood to have a brawl with you out in the middle of a bar. I have to pee" I say, pushing her out the way and walking into the ladies restroom. "Hey im not done with you yet!" She yells to me. I keep walking, ignoring her and pretty much everything. "Thats it!" Audrey screams. Then, suddenly, something strikes my head, and shatters. Im left in complete darkness.

(Surprise surprise, another cliff hanger HAHAHAH, Ill make a Break Up PT.3 If you request, and maybe Ill make it smutty who knows. But I hope you liked it and cya next time :D)

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