#needed to get out of denial Literally so he could go to the fuckin hospital n breathe again n get treatment for a literal disease

[cutemeat]

Dennis’ s15 arc is VERY easy to understand once u set his scenes to She Wolf by Shakira in yr head

#its even better cuz of all the 'sheep wool' stuff already in the season hehe #hes a sheep among the others tryin to convince em hes a wolf as a defense mechanism... he wants to be seen as a scary Dog thatll eat yr face #if u get too close.. rlly he is just a scared little cat in the wall. u kno #needed to get out of denial Literally so he could go to the fuckin hospital n breathe again n get treatment for a literal disease #but then its like ok. out of One denial might as well get out of the others.. ok no denying u got daddy issues Check! #now the Homosexuality.. hm... ok mountain time #gotta get out of the closet so u can Metaphorically breathe. v simple v #but he is still def Trying not to admit defeat there. he just needs mac to Metaphorically hit him w the 2x4 n he'll be fine. s16 lets go #if rcg ever saw these posts theyd diagnose me w female hysteria #anyway #imaginary amvs are very useful for analysis its tru #i was obsessed w that song when i was like. 8 #had the song n music vid on repeat constantly #internalized The Themes #then i became a furry b4 realizing i was gay so it CAN get confusing but its ok it all works out in the end #parker texts

[bouncyirwin]

So after reading Knock Knock, Let the Devil in again (I can’t praise you enough with how good that story is ♥️) and I’m so invested in the the dynamic between Shikamaru, Sakura, and Kakashi!

And because I have a question (and I hope I’m not bothering you by asking this 😭) how do you think Kakashi and Shikamaru would react if Sakura either came back from a mission seriously injured or if they found her seriously injured from a mission?

Hiii, thank you so much for this ask, I’m always so ready to gush about these three!

When I read this ask, inspiration quite literally slammed into me and I churned this out in a sprint session. Oops.

Word Count: 2,126 words

I present to you a one-shot in the knock knock-verse.

It was too early in the day to function, yet Shikamaru was in the Hokage’s office bustling about, feeling only half-human as he guzzled on his third coffee. “Fuckin’ paperwork,” he muttered disdainfully at the sight of an ungodly pile marked with his name.

That had to violate some natural law. How this became Shikamaru’s routine was beyond him.

Once upon a time, he professed that his deepest wish was to lead a mediocre life. And here he was.

Tsunade showed up ten minutes late, visibly drunk and doing very little to conceal it. “Morning,” she tossed over her shoulder and made a beeline for the coffee machine.

“Hokage-sama,” Shikamaru said, studying the dark circles under her eyes and her ashen pallor. “You look …”

He clamped his mouth shut. Was it worth getting assigned a D-rank to let her know she looked like shit? Probably not.

“Save it kid, I know,” she waved a casual hand and slumped in her chair. “Couldn’t care less with the night I pulled.”

“Drinking again, Hokage-sama?” he inquired with polite interest.

“Ha,” she said. “I wish.”

When he raised an eyebrow, she elaborated, slumping even further in her chair. “Sakura,” she pinched the bridge of her nose. “They brought her back yesterday.”

Shikamaru’s heart sank. “Brought her back?”

“Yes, there was an ambush and she was badly injured—cracked every one of her ribs, that idiot. And the hospital was out of B-positive blood so Shizune had to sit the healing session out to donate blood. Nearly ran myself dry trying to keep her breathing…” Tsunade was scrubbing at her face but Shikamaru wasn’t listening anymore—he could barely hear her over the deafening roar of his heartbeat.

“Is she alive?” he demanded once he found his voice. “Is she going to be okay?”

“Yes, but she’s going to need plenty of rest—” the rest of her sentence remained a mystery for Shikamaru tore out of the room with a single-minded focus.

In the space between heartbeats, rationality was tossed out of the window. It left behind a desperate and half-crazed person—he needed to see her, to hear her heartbeat, to see the lively green of her eyes and he wasn’t going to rest until it happened.

He burst through the hospital doors undoubtedly looking like he’d escaped an asylum. The nurse he cornered shot him a bewildered look. “Sir, are you—” she began to say when he cut her off.

“Haruno Sakura,” he demanded breathlessly. “Her room. Where can I find her?”

“Sir,” she attempted again, sounding a little exasperated. “Haruno-san just underwent extensive surgery, she’s not allowed visitors, only family members can see her.”

Shikamaru pinned her with a no-nonsense look. “Akane-san,” he read off her name tag. “By order of the Hokage, I’m here to see Haruno Sakura.”

Akane shuffled nervously. “Do you have an official slip?”

He arched an eyebrow at her, as if to say ‘really?’.

“I-I might get in trouble,” her eyes shifted unsurely. “I need to put you down as a relative and you’re… what would I mark you down as, sir?”

It occurred to him a second later that he was being a total ass. But rationality had already fled. He was now a mess of frayed nerves.

The toddler bawling in the background wasn’t helping his case, and neither was the frantic husband demanding to see his wife at the reception, babbling about … oh.

Shikamaru turned back to the nurse, and before he realised what he was saying, he blurted. “Her husband. Mark me down as her husband.”

Akane blinked. “Oh.”

Shikamaru stared her down, daring her to argue with him. But she simply nodded and scribbled something on her chart. “Right. Of course. Follow me.”

As they stalked through clinical hallways, Shikamaru’s heart rose in a crescendo, worry and nervousness swirling in his chest in a toxic mix. What would he see upon reaching her room? Was she in pain? Was she even lucid? Gods, what if she was in a coma? What if she’d hurt herself so irreparably that it cost her career?

His mind raced with sickly thoughts until his stomach roiled and his face tinged green.

Akane stopped at room 217 and there she was.

“Oh gods,” Shikamaru whispered.

She was hooked to so many wires. Oxygen tubes and an IV and a heart monitor and tubes he didn’t even recognise. She looked frail and broken, too small amidst white sheets and beeping monitors.

He heard Akane quietly slip out of the room and was glad for it because his knees nearly buckled.

Sakura wasn’t awake. Hell, she didn’t even look alive, her face so pale where it wasn’t bruised blue and purple.

Numbly, his feet carried him to her side, his breath a short and rapid thing that barely saturated his lungs.

There was blood caked beneath her fingernails and in the cracks of her lips. His eyes stung faintly as they slid over to the heart monitor.

It was too slow.

“Oh god,” he said again, every cell in his body congested with fear.

He was afraid to even reach out and touch her, lest she broke apart under his fingertips. Delicately, ever so delicately and with trembling fingers, he ghosted a light stroke across the apple of her cheek.

“Sakura…” he said feebly, wishing her eyes would just open.

Except they didn’t. And her heart monitor droned on sluggishly in the background, crawling heartbeats that served more in adding to his anxiety than diminishing it.

It was beating. But it wasn't beating enough. What if it stopped beating?

Shikamaru wasn’t prepared. She wasn’t allowed to die. Not yet. Not ever. He didn’t care what laws governed this cursed world, this was Sakura, she was spring incarnated, and she wasn’t allowed to die.

His fingers curled around her hand, and he wished for the first time in his life that he could heal. That he could bleed strength into her the way she did to him.

It was getting difficult to breathe. What if she died?

What then?

Fuck, he hadn’t even told her he loved her.

His vision swam, rendering the room a splash of colours and pink. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t breathe.

In the muddled daze of anxieties and fears, Shikamaru wished he had the foresight to grab Kakashi.

He’d never needed an anchor more than he did in that second.

*

Kakashi was having an incredibly shitty day.

His coffee machine broke down, he spilled tea over his mission report and he mixed a black shirt with his coloured laundry and now half of his clothes were beyond repair.

“Dammit,” he sighed, tossing his book aside. He couldn’t even read, busy as he was dwelling on his ruined laundry.

He took one dispassionate look at his soggy report and groaned. “What a mess,” he’d actually attempted to do this one on time. Served him right for breaking his routine.

Kakashi grabbed his weapons holster and stepped out for some much needed air. Maybe he should just turn in a tea-flavoured report—perhaps if he offered Tsuande a bottle of sake she’d make an exception and accept it.

He made a beeline to her office, remembering he was due for a debrief. But what he found upon his arrival wasn’t what he expected.

Tsunade was shouting to Shizune, clearly exasperated: “—and he just upped and left! I’m his Hokage, and he upped and left!”

“Maah…” Kakashi began unsurely.

Tsunade’s gaze cut to him. “Hatake, there you are,” she huffed. “I’m too fucking hungover for this. We’re one man down, I need someone to look over these reports.”

Kakashi frowned, finally noticing how empty her office looked. “Where’s Shikamaru…?”

“The idiot left,” Tsunade growled, raising goosebumps on his arms. “I told him I spent all night healing her, what did he think, that I’d leave her to die? Fucking hell.”

“Leave who to die?” Kakashi said, confused. “What happened?”

“Sakura happened,” Tsunade ranted tiredly. “They brought her back almost half dead, I’ve been patching her up for the better part of eight hours and this is how I’m rewarded.”

But Kakashi had stopped listening after ‘half dead’. Half dead? “Half … dead?” he echoed, his mouth dry.

No. This wasn’t happening.

This wasn’t happening.

“Yes,” Tsunade sighed. “But I operated on her and she’s going to be fine.”

Kakashi barely heard the words. His brain was a string of very adamant denial. No, no, no, no.

He didn’t want it to be true—all those years he had been certain, was so sure that it was him, that he was the reason the people he loved always died. That he was a curse to those he cared about.

Every person he loved came back in a body bag.

Fuck.

Kakashi turned tail, a sudden manic urge to see her rising unbearably in his chest. What if Tsunade was lying, what if Sakura wasn’t fine? What if she was fine, but she died anyway?

Fear pumped through his veins, rendering him dizzy. This was his worst nightmare come to life—how could he have forgotten that people, even those that could mend bones and heal what was broken, were so damn breakable?

His legs couldn’t carry him quickly enough.

He didn’t waste time interrogating the nurses for her whereabouts, he knew her scent like she was a part of him. It led him to her now, her unique sweetness tainted with blood and antiseptic.

Gods, he was going to be sick.

He nearly ripped the door off its hinges in his haste to get to her.

Shikamaru was already there, looking wrecked, looking worse than Kakashi had ever seen him. “Is she—”

He couldn’t even say it.

“They … they said they don’t know when she’ll wake up,” Shikamaru whispered hollowly.

Kakashi felt the ground crumbling beneath his feet. “No,” he whispered, leaning back against the wall when he teetered off balance.

His hip jarred against the doorknob but Kakashi barely registered the sting. Barely anything registered beyond the fear-terror-fear coursing through his veins like poison. “Please, no,” he said.

This couldn’t be happening again.

His father and Obito and Rin and Minato-sensei—hadn’t they been enough? Was Sakura going to be another name on the too long list of losses that haunted him?

He really was going to be sick. He clenched his jaw against the reflex, forcing his brain out of the dizzying tornado of anxieties. His gaze focused on Shikamaru, the only other person that mattered as much.

He didn’t look good at all, pale and shaking and appearing ready to fall apart.

The sight of him was strangely grounding.

Kakashi found his elusive strength, located his knees under him and was at his side in the next second.

“Shikamaru,” he rasped, clutching the other man’s arm.

“She looks dead,” Shikamaru whispered. “I … I …”

Words eluded him.

Kakashi tugged at his arm, drawing Shikamaru against him. He went without a fight, slumping against Kakashi’s chest like a puppet whose strings were cut.

“It’s going to be okay,” Kakashi lied, surprised by how much conviction he could bleed into it when it was for someone else’s benefit. “She’s going to be fine.”

Shikamaru shook in his hold, his shoulders minutely trembling. But just as suddenly, his body calmed down and he gripped tightly onto Kakashi’s middle. “What if she isn’t?”

“She will be,” Kakashi stressed because … anything else was not an option. “It’s Sakura. She punched a goddess in the face.”

Shikamaru let out a short, pained laugh against him. “Gods, don’t remind me; what a reckless idiot.”

“It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Kakashi confessed in a soft murmur against Shikamaru’s hair. He tightened his hold on him, drawing strength from the warmth of his body. “As beautiful as the two of you together.”

Lean fingers dug in his back. “I’m glad you’re here,” Shikamaru said sincerely. “I’m glad you came. Fuck, I think I’m gonna cry.”

“You can cry,” Kakashi soothed, sinking his fingers in lush, dark hair. “Hell, I might cry.”

Shikamaru let out a wet chuckle. “Yeah.”

Kakashi’s face bowed, nuzzling the side of his head as he took a shuddering breath. He clutched Shikamaru closely, his breath shallow and his heart a warbling mess in his chest.

He couldn’t think about if she died. He would die, then, if not from sorrow then from a broken psyche. It was easier to focus on the beeping machines and Shikamaru’s sure, thudding heart. Kakashi tuned in on every shuddering breath, his palm mapping his expanding ribs.

His focus narrowed down to his senses, to Shikamaru, to Sakura’s fighting, beating heart and prayed like he never had before.

She was going to be alright.

She had to be.

#bouncyirwin writes #kakasakushika #kakasaku #shikasaku #kakashika #naruto #angst #hurt/comfort #knock knock let the devil in #sakura haruno #kakashi hatake #Shikamaru nara

[c-c-cherry]

HELL YEAH I HAVE SOME BRUNO :D

I fuckin love Bruno. Can’t really explain it, stoic/parental characters and found family tropes are just drawn to me and writing it just gives me immense joy! It’s time to dive right in this, babey >:)

Also I’m sorry for the recent inactivity. School’s been kicking my fucking ASS and I need to put in more time for that right now, so things might be slower until Holiday break. Hope y’all can bear with me a bit :)

//content warning for whump-related shit (sickness, major injury, drugs etc..)

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Pain Tolerance

-When it comes to physical injury, he can handle almost anything with grace

-With a job like his, it always helps to be quick on your feet and resourceful enough to save your life

-He’s not stupid, either. When he’s hurt in a way that he can’t fix himself, he doesn’t hesitate asking someone who actually can help

-He doesn’t particularly like it when people help him out because he’s supposed to be this omnipotent leader figure, but he won’t be stubborn when it comes down to it. He hates wasting time more than he hates showing weakness

-No one can tell him that Sticky Fingers ≠ instant stitches because that stand can get shit done

-Is it sanitary? Not really. Does it hurt a shit ton? Yeah. Does he care? Take a fucking guess y’all >:)

-This man is used to putting up with shit in order to survive and trained himself to take pain in waves. If he can just ride through it, he’ll eventually be able to function again

-Sometimes hesitating isn’t an option. Neither is acknowledging that the bullet wound in your side is bleeding out and logically you should be unconscious from how painful it is

-It takes a certain person to quite literally hold off on their own pain to help others (partly because they aren’t ready to acknowledge it) but Bruno is definitely that saviour-complex, martyr type

-He could have a fucking bullet still in his side but he’s too busy to worry about it because Narancia might have a concussion or Fugo’s arm is broken or they can’t find Giorno amid the stand battle the possibilities are endless

-The one thing he can’t seem to shake off? Getting drugged.

-He almost always has control over his surroundings with any other mishap but once his brain is messed with like that, he’s basically done for

-It doesn’t really help that he’s a lightweight with recreational things in general, but heavy stuff used for spiking or kidnapping absolutely fucks with him

-His stand completely shuts down, he loses control of all his surroundings,,,basically everything he relied on to get through stuff in the past is off the table

-It doesn’t happen very often, but when the gang has had to deal with him like that, its like watching someone’s entire self completely break down

-Suddenly any kind of feeling or pain is amplified and it’s unbearable. It’s awful seeing someone who’s usually so stoic act in such a manner, but it’s almost,,,,cathartic? It reminds all of them that he’s human and his stoicism shouldn’t be taken lightly

Injury

Rule #1 of Bruno’s moral code that doesn’t really make sense but you can’t really argue with him on it: DO NOT BRING HIM TO A FUCKING HOSPITAL.

-He’ll flat-out refuse to go

-Things are much easier now that Giorno is on their team, but things used to be borderline nightmarish during pre-canon missions that went awry

-He’ll have no problem recommending getting professional medical help to anyone else on the team, but there’s no way in hell you could make him go himself

-He hasn’t set foot in a hospital since his father was in one, and and plans to never go in one again

-To him, the medical system failed him (even though there was nothing they could virtually do)

-It’s an irrational way of thinking, but he refuses to talk about it either way

-Even when he is injured enough to require going to a doctor he can usually repress it, usually because he’s in shock, and his mind convinces him that he’s absolutely fine

-His refusal to acknowledge when he’s injured sometimes can get him in deep shit though

-Abbacchio is beyond counting on his fingers how many times a mission will be over and Bruno will be cooking dinner or reading a book and suddenly stop and get this look and Leone will be like “you good?”

-And Bruno just sets his book down and says:

“I fractured my arm and dislocated my elbow earlier today. I should probably look at it now, shouldn’t I?”

in the calmest fucking voice on the planet.

-Sometimes Bruno will just go on about his day and won’t have the chance to tell them calmly because suddenly blood is leaking out of the side of his head or they find him passed out oN THE FLOOR INSTEAD

-Needless to say it gives them all fucking heart attacks all the damn time

-Its actually so common post-canon that the gang has to do routine checks on each other to make sure no one is “withholding any injuries” (but they all know who the rule was really created for)

Sickness

-The. Most. STUBBORN MOTHERFUCKER

-Extremely irritable and hates not being able to do anything. Most people when they’re sick either get very clingy or very bitchy and we all know which one he’d be

-This is nothing like injury. He’ll KNOW he’ll be fine because it's just a fever, so to him that automatically means that no one is obligated to know and/or care regardless of how shit he’s feeling

-He either pretends it’s not happening at all, or he hides away in his room or some zipper dimension until he’s totally fine again

-Hates, and I mean HATES it when people try to take care of him

-Maybe he wants it. Maybe he doesn’t. Either way, he feels too selfless to “make someone do all that” for him

-Though Abbacchio and Fugo would refer to it more as self-destructive than selfless (but they aren’t exactly ones to talk)

-Seriously high fever? It’s just really hot in here, better turn the heat down.

-Can’t fucking breathe because he’s coughing so hard? No no, they still have another mission today to get through. Just have some tea and you’ll be fine

-So nauseous that he can barely stand up on his own? Probably just need to drink some more water today

-The KING of sick denial. The embodiment of the “parents don’t get sick because they don’t have time to” myth

-The times when they do catch him before he can disappear is when stuff is really bad. He’s gotta be too weak to move for them to pounce on him and force him to take care of himself, and even then he will only let Abbacchio do things for him because he doesn’t want to seem like a weak role model for the rest of them ;-;

-Bruno makes the best soup for when the rest of the gang catches something but Mista pulls out the good shit and makes the best fucking food for sick Bruno and it’s very wholesome and nice :)

Emotional Stress

-Bottles up everything, and I mean EVERYTHING until his limbs are fucking shaking and he’s unable to do anything else but sit there and cry

-He feels like he has to be stoic and emotionless most of the time, and although everyone knows that Bruno’s a bleeding heart, he’s also very reserved when it comes to what he really needs

-Things like nightmares or his father or things that happened to him in the past or things that you need to talk about to get off your chest are things that he keeps to himself

-Taking on too much and overworking himself is how he distracts himself from most things. He’d rather just pretend that things aren’t happening then confront it and end up breaking down

-It always comes out in the worst ways. He’ll start snapping at people when he normally would never, stops sleeping and eating, drinks too much even though he knows that it does nothing for him

-He hates the fact that he doesn’t tell people when he’s hurting, but he can’t bring himself to do it without thinking about how weak it would look on his part

-He zips himself away and cries in secret, but everyone can always tell when his nose is too red or the light is gone from his eyes later that day

-When things get bad, his hands will shake. It's almost an unconscious action that happens when he’s thinking too much about things or when he hasn’t gotten nearly as much sleep as he should, but it's extremely noticeable and he despises the fact that he can’t do anything to stop it

-His face and body will look completely put-together but the gang’s eyes will drift to the trembling paperwork that his hands are holding

-Fugo or Abbacchio will usually pull him aside and ask him if everything’s alright and the answer is always arguably a no

-It usually ends up with Leone dragging Bruno somewhere alone or kicking the rest of them out and just letting him let everything out

-Sometimes it’ll take hours and these giant “blow-ups” happen more often than they should, but Leone’s just glad that he’s communicating, even just a little bit

-Once things blow over, they actually talk. They find solutions as much as Bruno doesn’t want to, and things really don’t seem as bad once he starts actually talking about them

-The rest of the fam comes home and makes dinner/finishes up his paperwork for him and they all watch a warm-hearted movie together :3

-He loves giving people hugs because he’s all about that family love, but asking for one is a whole other story (good thing Narancia and his impeccable emotional intelligence always swoop in for a hug when Bruno looks like he’s on his last legs) :))))

-No one said opening up was going to be easy, but he’s got his supportive Passione fam to help him out when he needs it most :’)

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I actually had some fics in mind while writing this list! If you want some Bruno whump to inhale, here’s what I was thinking of while writing this: 

The Mighty Fall by @lady-wallace​

Only Bend When It Breaks  and Night go Slower by roktavor

and Yet here he was by Your’s Truly!!

#bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati #jjba #jjba headcanons #ask-c-c-cherry #hurt/comfort #whump #jojos's bizarre adventure #jojo's bizzare adventure golden wind #vento aureo #bucci gang

[sunshowers-and-sunflowers2]

Welcome to the shit show boys and girls.

I’ve had the longest 11 days of my fucking life. Took my mother to the ER, she was admitted for bilateral Covid pneumonia, on all sorts of drugs and oxygen support. Younger sister gets dumped and is hysterical. My brother and mother’s boyfriend also have Covid so I was running to the house getting them shit (mind you, I live an hour away from my mother’s house). AND I worked all week and only missed one day.

Day 4 or 5 of mom being in the hospital, she told me she was down to 2L of oxygen and I just bursted into tears; I had the biggest release of emotion. I had been holding on so tight for so long, it came out like a river bursting through a dam. I felt like I had been breathing for her and for my sister for the last 4 days, and I could finally stop breathing for my mother. The next day, she had no oxygen support. She’s too strong. Meanwhile, I’m running to her house getting things for my brother and the boyfriend; I offered anything and everything to both of them. I took mom home Monday; her discharge papers said she had to self-quarantine for 7 days. This did not sit well with the boyfriend.

He had been complaining and hurting the entire time mom was in the hospital; mind you, he was in my mothers house the entire time. Again, I offered my advice, I offered to get him anything or take him to the ER. When mom came home and I told him she had to be alone, he wasn’t too happy. And I knew once I left he would try and break that rule. Because not listening to medical advice or CDC regulations was never his strong suit; rules don’t apply to him. Mom told me that he asked her “are we really not going to sleep in the same bed together?” Like, no bitch! You gave me Covid! Mom was literally traumatized and flinched any time he tried to touch her.

So I come by the house again; boyfriend complaining and not breathing like he’s supposed to.. I offer for the 243rd time to take him to the hospital and he denied. I said I’d be back the next night and I could take him then too. Denied. So, I focused on my mother, like anyone would be. Making sure she was comfortable and she had everything she needed. Next day, my brother texted me and told me boyfriend called an ambulance for himself. Was put on supplemental oxygen and all the same drugs mom was on. He texted me and told me where he was and what was going on, and I was very nice and mature and told him that if I could do anything for him to let me know. Got to mom’s house that night and all the vitamins were gone. This selfish dickwad was in “respiratory failure” and could “barely breath to tell EMS his name” but he had the energy and wherewithal to take every fucking vitamin off the counter with him.

Long story short, he cussed at me when I told him that he took the wrong ones. He screamed at my mother over the phone. Apparently said to my mother something along the lines of “I thought your daughter was a healthcare professional and was supposed to be compassionate.” Of course, mom defended me. But I’m stuck on this sentence. Because it really is laughable. I might not be the most confident person in the world. I don’t think I’m the prettiest or even the smartest. But I do know, without a fucking doubt, that I am one of the kindest, most, understanding, COMPASSIONATE person you will ever fucking meet. I have references, mother fucker. You want to play that god damn game with me? Fine. My services are no longer available to you. I will never do anything for you ever again. I at least get paid at work to tolerate rude ignorant patients and still be nice to them. You owe me like $200 just for groceries and gas. I sure as hell am no longer going to give you my medical advice or anything else otherwise. Fuck. You. Literally, I never wished anything hateful or mean on this man. Never did I ever say, who cares about him? I’ve been the kind person I was raised to be and saw my duty as a healthcare professional to help you. And you go and say that hateful shit about me????? No sir. No you do not. He’s dead to me.

I am done with this selfish, manipulative, narcissistic, entitled, ignorant, dumb piece of shit boomer. You have been in straight denial of this shit from the beginning, and you have put so many people at risk. Fucking, leaving the house while in quarantine to go to Taco Fuckin Bell and McDonalds because my brother wanted McDonalds??? How much you wanna bet he wasn’t wearing a mask? How many people do you think he infected on his outing? So yeah. I officially give up trying to help you, you fat fuck. “I don’t want to get the vaccine. I just don’t trust it. It hasn’t been around for that long.” Okay, so you’re obviously okay with the alternative? You’re going to deny plasma antibodies because you might die???? Do you not realize that you have a more likely chance of dying WITHOUT the antibodies??

And you know what, come at me. Say that shit to my face, please. Fucking do it. I want a chance to rip you a new asshole. Because I know waaaaaaaaaay more about this shit than you do, and I just KNOW that you will give up and walk away from me. Please come up to me and call me those names to my face. Look me in the face and tell me that I didn’t offer to help you every time I came to the house. Look me in the face and tell me that I accused you of intentionally taking those vitamins. Because I didn’t (not to your face at least). Look me in the fucking face and tell me how you really fucking feel about me even though I was trying to help you every single time I fucking saw your dumb face. Fuck off. Fuck you.

So, now I’m tired. And everyone keeps telling me to take time to take care of myself. And I am. Trying to at least. Trying to find something just for me everyday even if it’s something small like putting on new moisturizer or taking a long hot shower. But guys, I’m exhausted. And I really wish I had someone to take care of me now.

#what can i say #I’m survivin’ #and I’m gonna be fine #I’m gonna be fine #i think I’ll be fine

[bartsugsy]

I count on your meta and good taste gurl. It bugged me that Robert said "i chose you" when we well know that he didnt make that choice since he was forced out of his marriage with chrissie. He didnt make a choice he just couldnt have chrissie anymore. And the other thing is a line from the reveal "you told me everything in the end and i stayed didnt i"? What the hell that supposed to mean? He also said he wanted messed up but then after one light fight and he gave aaron up LITERALLY

OK ANON I GOT U LETS DO THIS

(eta: OK HERE IS LO OF THE FUTURE, HAVING FINISHED THIS POST. JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I HAD FAR TOO MUCH FUN AND THIS POST IS OVER 2900 WORDS LONG SO LIKE

GET YOURSELF A CUP OF TEA)

firstly and the whole reason i decided to answer this ask, bc i LOVE talking about this, let’s talk about if robert truly chose aaron that first time around:

It bugged me that Robert said "i chose you" when we well know that he didnt make that choice since he was forced out of his marriage with chrissie. He didnt make a choice he just couldnt have chrissie anymore.

SO

ok, i don’t know how recently you’ve watched or rewatched the era from the lodge and chrissie/robert break up until... let’s say aaron’s reveal, because aaron’s reveal was when robert said ‘i love you’ to aaron again and really put robert and aaron back in one another’s orbits on the lead up to their eventual reunion, so

we really want to look at the period before robert did that - from the moment he lost chrissie, to him actively sort of... i guess announcing to the audience that robron was still gonna be a thing? is the best way to describe the purpose of robert saying ‘i love you’

this also high key benefits me, because that’s exactly where i’ve written up to in my break up posts (see part six and part seven)

this is convenient, because i spend those two parts talking about robert’s whole journey from being like I WANT TO BE WITH CHRISSIE AND HER MONEY to eventually being like UH CHRISSIE WHO

my theory is that after he got shot, he had a coma dream where it was just all-aaron all-the-time and he woke up like.... life is too short and i am in love with a man and his name is aaron dingle

my reasoning for this is that there is a pointed difference between how robert behaves towards both chrissie and aaron pre-coma and post-coma, even when he thinks both potentially could have tried to kill him lmao

pre-coma robert was outed against his will, first by aaron to chrissie and then by chrissie to his family (and the entire village). robert wasn’t ready to come out - he says the words “i’m straight” to vic (he also says “i’m not gay” a lot to defend himself but we have to let that slide because he wasn’t actually lying, even if he still very clearly isn’t ready to come out or talk openly about his sexuality or feelings for aaron with anyone else)

robert is clinging onto chrissie and sort of... is convinced that they can make it work, even though she’s so mad at him that she actively tries to set him on fire.

some key moments that i’m just going to straight up c/p from my break up posts to describe some things that happen, bc why rewrite something i’ve already written:

FIRSTLY, here’s two excerpts pre-coma, to show you how robert was acting just after being outed

robert’s determination that he and chrissie could get back together (in a way that literally seems desperate, with robert refusing to acknowledge the reality of the situation:

Robert pops by Home Farm, presumably to pick up his stuff, and tries to apologise to Chrissie again by ONCE AGAIN COMPARING HIS MONTHS-LONG, EMOTIONALLY INTIMATE, PASSIONATE AFFAIR WITH AARON TO THAT ONE TIME CHRISSIE AND CAIN TOUCHED LIPS FOR 10 SECONDS AND LIKE

HE’S GOT SOME FUCKIN NERVE, DOESN’T HE

I love one (1) dickhead.

Chrissie also thinks this is insane and Rob’s response to that is YOU STILL BETRAYED ME AND THAT HURT BUT I STILL FORGAVE YOU. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU. Fuckin Rob.

Chrissie asks him to gtfo but Robert unsurprisingly selective hears his way around that  - instead he goes through his box of stuff that Chrissie has packed and realises that she’s including a bottle of probably very expensive whiskey that Robert gave her, promising that they would drink it on their tenth wedding anniversary. Robert is like THAT’S STILL POSSIBLE!!!! And Chrissie is like LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO SON and pours that shit down the sink.

She asks Robert if he loves Aaron, or if he ever loved Aaron and Robert, poor Robert who is still so fucking desperate to be in the closet that I can’t even hate him through any of this and I half wanna give him a little cuddle, Robert lies and says no. Chrissie says that she probably could have forgiven Robert if he’d cheated on her for love (spoiler alert: she couldn’t) but that she can’t believe he would throw them away for “nothing”. She asks Robert if there were other men and Rob’s face says that there were plenty of other men (and other women, what a lil horn dog) and she tells him to get out.

vic trying to speak with robert about his sexuality:

Vic ignores Robert and says, very seriously, that she knows it can’t be easy, “especially for the son of a farmer” and then starts talking about how Jack would have understood and been proud of Robert and Rob can barely even look at her, because he knows how Jack reacted  when he found out and it’s haunted him since he was a teenager. The only fuckin word Rob can get out to Vic is “don’t”, because he can’t talk about this and Jack with her and it’s all just

So sad.

Vic changes tact again and simply asks Robert to be honest with himself, because she just wants him to be with someone who he actually loves.

Rob still looks kind of haunted, but snaps himself out of it so that he can talk about how much he loves Chrissie. Victoria, quite fairly, asks why, if he had all this love for her, he cheated on her AND HE SAYS THE WEAKEST FLIPPIN LITTLE “IT WAS A MISTAKE”

MMHMM

AND THEN, LIKE

SHE’S LITERALLY LIKE

“WHAT WAS SO SPECIAL ABOUT AARON? DID YOU LOVE HIM?”

AND ROBERT FUCKIN SUGDEN JUST SITS THERE AND AFTER LIKE, THE PAUSE OF THE ETERNITY, STUMBLES HIS WAY THROUGH A DENIAL - WELL, ACTUALLY HE SAYS “NO - WHAT DOES IT MATTER ANYWAY? IT’S OVER” SO IT’S FUCKIN BARELY A DENIAL

OL’ VICTORIA DOESN’T GIVE UP THOUGH. SHE SAYS AGAIN THAT HE MUST HAVE BEEN REALLY IMPORTANT TO HIM, SO ROBERT SNAPS AND TELLS HER TO STOP IT. SHE FIGHTS BACK AND SAYS IT’S A SIMPLE QUESTION - “DID YOU LOVE HIM?”

AND ROBERT SAYS “NO, SHUT UP” IN A WAY THAT IS LITERALLY SO UNCONVINCING THAT VICTORIA JUST SITS THERE AND SAYS

“You did, didn’t you?”

He walks out of the room and doesn’t answer her.

And then he decides to move out of the village.

from the above, we can pretty easily glean that at the very least, robert is not comfortable about being out. he’s sort of... desperately scrambling around to not acknowledge what exactly is happening and part of that is him being determined to get back with chrissie in a way that literally involves him having to ignore reality. i think it’s difficult to separate his need to get back with chrissie to his desire to go back into the closet, honestly

but, if we’re saying that robert still wants to be with chrissie at this point, there’s also enough evidence to support this, given that that’s all he spends this entire time trying to do (or at the very least, he spends a lot of time trying to get his hands on her money/embed himself back into the home farm business)

SO THEN ROB GETS SHOT

HE GOES INTO A COMA, AARON FONDLES HIS LIFE SUPPORT AND TELLS HIM TO “HURRY UP AND DIE” AND THEN (unrelated) GETS ARRESTED FOR ROBERT’S ATTEMPTED MURDER, ROBERT WAKES UP AND LEARNS THIS AND SPENDS WEEKS BEING LIKE but how could someone who loves me do something like that AND LOOKING DEVASTATED

and ok firstly, bringing things back round to your question of where robert’s head was at in the aaron vs chrissie war inside of him, i would like to posit the idea that

robert spent a lot of time like.... genuinely upset about aaron potentially having killed him and feeling sad

whereas he was fully ready to believe chrissie would

and honestly between the two of them i’d also probably pin chrissie as more likely to shoot a cheating bitch, but honestly... honestly, i’d just like to remind everyone that if you rewatch, there’s a real difference in robert’s attitude to the possibility that aaron did it and the possibility that chrissie did it (mostly he’s just scared of chrissie lmaoooo)

SO, back to the recap of the story, THEN IN A CONFLUENCE OF ANDY-FEELS-GUILTY-ABOUT-AARON EVENTS, ROB ACCIDENTALLY FINDS OUT THAT ANDY WAS BEHIND THE SHOOTING AND GETS ANDY TO CONFIRM THAT AARON IS IN FACT INNOCENT

lets all rewatch chicken 2.0 guys it’s a masterpiece

a cheeky except from chicken 2.0 wherein i argue that aaron is a fundamental part of this set of events:

Rob once again tries to explain that it was an accident but gives up halfway through, because Andy’s clearly never gonna hear it and then he’s all like “YOU WANNA BELIEVE I KILLED HER? FINE! I KILLED THE BITCH. SO YOU TRIED TO KILL ME. NO, ACTUALLY, YOU GOT SOMEONE ELSE TO DO IT AND THEN YOU LET AARON TAKE THE BLAME”

Aaron taking the blame is a fundamental part of how pissed off Robert is, I need you all to understand this. If anyone else had been in prison, Rob probs wouldn’t have been careening down to the police station to sell Andy to the police quite so fast, let’s all be real here. Like, maybe eventually, but it wouldn’t have been the first thing Robert felt the need to do. Rob’s list of priorities on this day are, in no particular order:

Be upset that his brother hates him enough to try and kill him (again)

Free Aaron

...At the hospital, Vic is demanding answers but neither brother offers up the truth. Once they’re alone, Robert immediately asks Andy what they’re going to do about Aaron, because he can’t go down for something he didn’t do. Andy says he knows and he’ll sort it and then reiterates that he still sort of wants to kill Robert. Robert says that he tried to leave Andy but couldn’t, because no matter what either of them do, they’re brothers. Robert says that Emmerdale is where his family is and he can’t leave.

...Robert leaves and, apparently not content with Andy’s commitment to help Aaron ~~~at some point one day~~~, immediately calls DS Hart and gives a false description of his shooter that clears Aaron’s name.The village reacts and everyone keeps saying the words “Robert got Aaron off” and I laugh every damn time.

THIS IS SO GRATUITOUS BUT I’M HAVING FUN AND ISN’T THAT TRULY WHAT MATTERS HERE

BUT ANYWAY, ALL THIS (FUCKIN 1800 WORDS!!!! YEAH!!!!) TO GET TO MY ACTUAL POINT WHICH IS THE MOMENT THE SHOW MAKES IT CLEAR THAT ROBERT SUGDEN IS NOW IN FACT

ALL AARON ALL THE TIME

CHRISSIE WHOMST

YK

IT STARTS JUST AFTER ROBERT GETS AARON OUT OF JAIL, PER THIS CHEEKY EXCERPT FROM MY BREAK UP POST:

Aaron gets home a few days later and returns as Rob is having a drink in the pub. They make eyes at one another and Aaron texts Robert to meet him outside - apparently to yell at Robert and accuse him of keeping him locked up just to mess with Aaron’s head.

AND IT’S FASCINATING BECAUSE ROB IS ALL SOFT WITH AARON AND WANTS TO MAKE SURE HE’S OK AND AARON IS LIKE “HAHAHAHA I HATE YOU XOXOXO” AND STORMS OFF AND LIKE

THIS IS THE START OF ONE OF MY FAVOURITE UNDERRATED ROBRON PERIODS: THE PERIOD WHERE AARON HATES ROBERT’S GUTS AND ROBERT IS OPENLY HEAD OVER FUCKING HEELS IN LOVE WITH AARON AND KEEPS MANUFACTURING EXCUSES TO SPEND TIME WITH HIM.

IT’S AMAZING.

this is, i must stress, an underrated period in the robron journey and totally slept on, as evidenced by people still believing that robert didn’t actively make a choice to be with aaron this time around, all the way back at the end of 2017/beginning of 2016 and then forever and ever beyond that

and i’m here today to defend this beautiful period with everything i have within me

but also to talk about why robert absolutely and actively chose aaron

n o w, fortunately for me and my argument here, and you might not remember, but the show did this really pointed thing around this time of bringing chrissie back into robert’s life in a way that was kind of really wonderful

so, two things happen

firstly, chrissie’s trial for accidentally killing three people with a helicopter takes place at this time. robert, as a key witness (i.e. the person she was actually trying to kill), gets on the stand and actually vouches for chrissie, largely bc he actually understands that he kind of ruined her entire fuckin life and destroyed their marriage by banging the local mechanic

and then

there’s this little story where chrissie finds out that diane has been diagnosed with cancer and offers to help her pick out some wigs. chrissie’s mum also had cancer and so chrissie is doing this for herself and diane’s benefit, not robert’s - however diane is all very *eyebrow wiggles* so do u wanna get back with my son *eyebrow wiggles*

diane also brings this up with robert and is like hmmm i’m pretty sure there’s hope for you and chrissie yet

this all happens, by the way, at pretty much the same time as aaron is falling apart because gordon is back

now, i need to stress that at this point, chrissie is being a lot more civil with robert than aaron is - aaron is being sort of the opposite of civil. robert has also spent an entire month trying to worm his way back into aaron’s life. chrissie and robert actually genuinely have some nice, if awkward scenes. in contrast every scene aaron has with robert involves aaron insulting robert lmaoooo.

like, if we’re going by who is more receptive to robert’s presence at this time, it’s legit 1000% chrissie. like, she’s not into it, don’t get me wrong - she’s so over robert - but she’s not actively threatening him so??? still an improvement????

except robert is just out there, obsessing over a grumpy scrapper. literally everything he does in this period revolves around aaron. he has laser focus on aaron. which, as we know, legit does not change as they get closer again. robert literally entertains the idea of buying part of the woolpack, purely to engineer some time alone with aaron

(every single person immediately sees through this plan but robert, shiny post-coma robert, is literally shameless and doesn’t care lmao)

he’s just like oh aaron... wouldn’t it be cozy....

SO BACK TO THE ROB/CHRISSIE THING, BECAUSE THE SHOW LEGIT 

LEGIT HAS A SCENE WHERE IT SHOWS US EXACTLY WHERE ROB’S HEAD IS AT

chrissie and kerry are sitting in the woolie chatting and chrissie says shit about how sometimes u just need to move on when u know a person isn’t meant for you

vic and robert are sitting behind her. vic is like, clearly with no shame about the fact that she was just eavesdropping, “did you just hear that?”

rob is like “yeah why should i care?”, looking genuinely unbothered 

vic calls him out and is like “since when have you not been bothered about chrissie”

AND ROBERT

ROBERT GOES

“I’VE GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS ON MY MIND.”

AND VIC IS LIKE “....Like?”

(i’m literally just transcribing the scene)

rob goes “LIKE BUYING THIS PLACE!!! YOU HAVE TO HELP CONVINCE DIANE TO SELL IT TO ME”

and vic is all “WELL WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU WANT IT???” and then she realises that the only reason why rob would want to go into business with chas is because he loves aaron and he’d “put up with anything for him”

so anyway, i could have literally answered ur question by just transcribing this scene, but this was more fun wasn’t it

ANYWAY, with this little scene, we literally see it spelled out for us, nice and clear - robert is interested in getting back with only one ex at this time

a little later, vic mentions to robert that aaron seems to be struggling with gordon being around (which he very much is, plus dealing with the horribly timed discovery that paddy has been cheating on rhona but trying to adopt a child, which really triggers a lot of feelings in aaron, given paddy is his actual father figure) (it’s so rough rip) and robert low key just sort of stalks aaron to try and work out what’s wrong. which is how robert ends up being the one to be there when aaron collapses (and sets the whole ball in motion for aaron to accidentally and then deliberately tell robert about gordon)

this whole sequence of events starts around 14 january 2016, if u wanna go rewatch. it’s amazing.

so anyway.

robert actively chose to be with aaron and wouldn’t have gotten back with chrissie even if she’d been interested. he knew, by that point, and had entirely accepted exactly where his heart really was.

ALSO OK I KNOW YOU ASKED TWO OTHER QUESTIONS BUT LIKE

THIS POST IS ALREADY ALMOST 3000 WORDS LONG AND I HAVE SO MUCH WORK TO DO AND LEGIT I’LL BE HERE ALL DAY I’VE BEEN WRITING THIS FOR FOUR HOURS this is who i am this is my life

AND I CANT EVEN ANSWER THOSE Q’S IN A QUICK WAY SO IM JUST GOING TO PRETEND THEY NEVER HAPPENED AND THEN IF U STILL WANNA KNOW MY THOUGHTS JUST ASK ME AGAIN TOMORROW LMAOOO im sorry this just got too out of hand only rip im actually not even sorry

ok ty goodnight xoox

#answering anons #robron #anyway this is basically another break up post lmao #Anonymous

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Okay seriously but dr maddiman's story is SO SAD

His wife literally left him on april fools day!!! And he sat there waiting at the door and crying until midnight just in case it was a joke and she came back

AND THEN HE DIED

And we dont even know WHEN he died! His journals just slowly peter off into nothing after the depressing divorce day. Just "i need to work i need to work" and talking about how he doesnt take care of himself now he has nobody to live for and how he doesnt even remember why he's working anynore but he's scared if he stops working he'll remember that his family left him. And he doesnt know how to cook and he just makes shitty gruel out of whatever was left in the fridge after his wife left and he doesnt ever buy any more groceries and uhh.. Well.. At some point he died. He basically committed suicide by sheer denial. The goddamn diary about being unable to cook trails off into just repeating "tasty gruel" over and over in increasingly gnarled handwriting. And in japanese the word for gruel was a pun on another rather infamous depressing scienceman's last journal in resident evil. So while the dub wrote it out in full sentences instead the original was kinda like... Incoherant rambling of a guy who died mid sentence. Thats what the reference would immediately communicate to anyobe who'd played RE...

And man its just SO SAD cos even before he basically killed himself with unhealthy coping mechanisms, he ruined his own life with the same problem. He became distant from his wife and child because he loved them so much but he didnt know how to communicate it and he just ran away from all of his problems. He buried himself in his work to avoid facing the fact he was having relationship issues with his wife, which obviously just made it worse. And his whole work in the first place was from a stupid idea that he could "keep everyone i love safe if i take over the world". Like the idea of actually telling them he loved them and talking about his worries was SO IMPOSSIBLE that he jumped to an even more impossible solution as something easier! And then its so depressing cos oh man these diaries are like a constant stream of jokes about how this man is destroying himself from overwork and like seriously it was so bad that they had to censor a few of them in the dub. For example one about how he hadnt changed out of his lab coat in over two weeks so his wife mistook his laundry for nuclear waste and tried to friggin dispose of his boxers with a long stick and a flamethrower! Which the dub somehow thought was too gross even tho half of all yokai are just gross jokes lol. BUT SERIOUSLY They try and write it all comical at first but all this comical stuff causes realistic consequences of a rift between him and his family AND ALSO his health failing with every damn page you turn like holy fuckin shit. You cant blame his wife for leaving him, she didnt know he really did love her and was just running away from talking about his problems. God she must have suffered so much trying to raise the kid alone and not knowing WHY he seemed to leave her entirely and hate her more and more each day. And its implied that maddiman's research started getting all fanatical and supernatural even before he became a monster, and he wasnt even seeing regular patients at the hospital and like.. Doing his job... Receiving money of any sort. So man at some point yeah the poor lady would have to make the right choice to leave for the sake of their kid. It sounds like she tried so damn hard to get him to open up and just goddamn come home!!!

AND THE WORST PART IS THAT IT WORKED

Yknow not just in the literal sense where his shambling undead self is STILL SICK FROM HOW HE DIED and LITERALLY WEARS HIS HEART ON HIS SLEEVE NOW

Oh god i just realized that maybe his inspiriting power is "heart swap" not because literally he's an evil scientist who wants to cut you up, but because HE WISHES HE COULD HAVE SHOWN HIS HEART TO HIS FAMILY WHEN HE HAD THE CHANCE!!!!!#!!!

and okay seriously THAT PART, THAT WORST OF WORST PARTS

Is that he did!!! He did try!! He did make the right choice!! He just kept running away for so long that when he decided to step up and be a good husband and father it was already too late. :(

He did decide to abandon his fanatical nonsense and just go home and show them he loves them. He closed up work early and bought a bunch of gifts for his family and came home hoping to surprise them and... Was surprised. At an empty house. And a note saying she'd already gone. On fuckin APRIL FOOLS DAY OF ALL DAMN DAYS so he SAT THERE SURROUNDED BY THE PRESENTS CRYING FOR HOURS HOPING IT WAS JUST A JOKE

And he just fell back even harder into his self harming conflict avoidance behaviours. He didnt try and call her and apologise, he didnt even go home ever again. He probably left the same bag of presents there on the table gathering dust even when he was dead. He just went back to work and kept working so hard that he didnt notice when he fell asleep and never woke up.

And thats why in the first game he seemed so much more evil but he was confirmed redeemable in future games and got all this heart destroying heartwarming bullshit beautiful goddamn writing AND ALSO THREE BABY TURTLES TO HUG. He just fuckin ran away from his problems so hard that he forgot he was ever human!! And he was stuck so much in this 'i must complete my ultimate science at any cost' mindset that he forgot why it was even important. And he was willing to make any damn sacrifices for something he didnt know was already useless cos HIS WIFE AND KID ARE PROBABLY DEAD NOW ANYWAY *sob*

Oh and then yokai watch 3 confirmed that yes at least his kid is indeed dead anyway. You can catch his yokai form too and HE BECAME A DOCTOR JUST LIKE HIS GODDAMN DAD!!!! They made up fpr not ever letting us have a playable maddiman by giving us a new yokai scienceman and HEY WHY NOT HAVE THE SADDEST POSSIBLE EXPLANATION FOR THAT!!!! And in the quest that finaly confirms their connection HA HA WHAT WOULD BE THE WORST POSSIBLE TEASE WE COULD GIVE THE PLAYERS? Hey looks like Cliff inherited his dad's neuroses so instead of going to meet him he runs away from his problems. And thats just the end. The closest they get to reuniting is dr son guy leaving his dad a can of his favourite soda before he runs away. This was in the last set of dlc for the game and will probably never get a better conclusion unless the two of them return in a future game but the original anime series has ended now and the next game looks like its gonna be this alternate universe thing instead. Sigh!

FUCKIN HELL LEVEL-5 WHY DO YOU TORMENT ME WITH THIS GREAT PLOTLINE OF UTMOST SADS

Why is "sad science dad" always my fave character in everything ever and why is dr maddiman such the best

Im cry my heart out. Quite literally. LIKE POOR GODDAMN DR MADDIMANNNNNN

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James Potter to Mrs. Wife: lily can we have another baby?

Lily Potter to Wears Socks to Bed: R u going to text me that every time Harry does something cute?

James Potter: yes

Lily Potter: U know if we got one every time u asked we’d have like 35 babies by now??

James Potter: i’d be okay with that

James Potter: they might give us our own tv programme

James Potter: lil and jim and their kin 

Lily Potter: Ur right what’s the point of having children if not to pimp them out for reality television

Sirius Black to Babe: u know it’s extremely rude to fuck in the house while ur babysitter is downstairs watching ur kid

James Potter to Hot Stuff: i don’t pay u to complain 

Sirius Black: u are literally not paying me

Sirius Black: i am doing this out of love for this little banshee

James Potter: we made u godfather. and u can have dibs if i knock lily up 2nite

Sirius Black: fine but at least play some music or smth christ what are u doing to her?????

Lily Potter to The Other Woman: Quit texting James while we’re fucking 

Lily Potter: Tho he is surprisingly good at multitasking 

Sirius Black to Sugar Tits: only if u make him call u daddy 

Lily Potter: Deal

James Potter to James Has A Daddy Kink: lupin will you look after harry next weekend? sirius is permanently banned from babysitting

Sirius Black: Still godfather m8

James Potter: not anymore remus is godfather now

Peter Pettigrew: am i not on the list??

James Potter: you will get on the list once u stop screaming every time he poos

Peter Pettigrew: fair enough 

Remus Lupin: Can I be godfather when Harry’s like ten? Babies are terrifying

Sirius Black: i will not stand for this betrayal 

Sirius Black changed the chat name to James Wanked To McGonagall For All Of Year 9.

Peter Pettigrew: pretty sure it was longer than year 9 👀👀👀👀

James Potter: it’s not embarrassing if ur not ashamed

Remus Lupin: If you’re gonna text me at work at least leave my colleagues’ names out of the group chat 

Peter Pettigrew: should u b texting while ur teaching?

Remus Lupin: The kids are using their phones to film for a presentation it’s fine probably

Sirius Black: see potter? he’s already showing he’s bad w/ kids he’s gonna let harry on the internet unsupervised

James Potter: harry is 1

Sirius Black: ur never too young 2 start developing abandonment issues 

Remus Lupin changed the chat name to Sirius Wanked to Yugioh in Sixth Form.

Sirius Black: listen here u little shit

James Potter to Ginger Spice: lily look!!!

Lily Potter to Daddy’s Girl: U have sent me 12 pictures of Harry dressed as a penguin in the past 2 minutes

Lily Potter: (((And I have loved every single 1 of them our baby is the cutest?!?!)))

James Potter: i fucking know right

James Potter: legitimately he’s better than other babies

Lily Potter: Our baby could take the Longbottoms baby in a fight

James Potter: our baby could take DUMBLEDORE in a fight

Lily Potter: I mean ur right but

Lily Potter: In what situation would our son be fighting the headmaster of our secondary school

James Potter: idk but he’d fuckin wreck him have u seen how hard he pulls on hair he’d rip that beard right the fuck off

Lily Potter: Tru

Remus Lupin to Jimbo: How did you get i’m a furry to autocorrect to i’m a furry

Remus Lupin: DAMN IT I MEAN I’M A FURRY

James Potter to Dances with Wolves: we’ve all known for a long time remus i’m not here to judge u

Remus Lupin: I’M NOT A FURRY

Remus Lupin: I’M A FURRY

James Potter: u seem to be experiencing some conflicting emotions

Remus Lupin: I’m trying to say I’M S I C K

James Potter: of hiding ur true nature as a furry? we’re sick of ur denial as well mate

Remus Lupin: You are officially disowned 

James Potter: ur not my real dad 

Peter Pettigrew to Remus is a Furry: so are u like a brony or do u dress up as a wolf and sniff people? 

James Potter: the 2nd one definitely 

Sirius Black: idk man i think i saw him eyeing one of harry’s picture books the other day

Sirius Black: does red riding hood get u going

Petter Pettigrew: lmao

Remus Lupin: Potter I’m gonna murder you

James Potter: just try it my son will avenge me 

Sirius Black: oooooo he’s got u remus what r u gonna do fight a baby

Remus Lupin: I will explain to Harry about how his father was a bellend and he will take my side

James Potter: lies. harry will never doubt my honour. just the other day peter sneezed on me and harry bit him

Peter Pettigrew: thought he bit me bc hes teething?

James Potter: irrelevant 

James Potter to Never Furget: remus did u change all my profile pics to screencaps from bambi

Remus Lupin to Jimmy Neutron: Why do you ask?

James Potter: bc everyone is commenting on them but i can’t see them or take them down what did u do

Remus Lupin: Maybe the universe did this to you James

Remus Lupin: The world is trying to tell you who the real furry here is

Remus Lupin to Jimothy: Did you buy me a fucking bunny?

James Potter to Froot Lupes: remus i know ur new to pet ownership but bunnies aren’t for fucking

Remus Lupin: James. Why did someone deliver a rabbit to my house

James Potter: i thought u could use some company

James Potter: since ur both

Remus Lupin: DO NOT

James Potter: furry

Remus Lupin: I’m moving to Australia

Remus Lupin to James is Not One of Us: Just because I’m keeping the bunny doesn’t mean you’re forgiven

Remus Lupin: It’s for the children. My students have fallen in love with it

Sirius Black: sure ““““ur students””” fell in love with it 

Sirius Black: speaking of children who r u gonna turn to now potter

Sirius Black: if i’m banned from babysitting and u and remus r on the outs

James Potter: pete’s still here 

Peter Pettigrew: yeah im still here

Sirius Black: peter tell me how you change a nappy without looking at wikihow

Peter Pettigrew: um

James Potter: our house has wifi? 

Lily Potter to Bambi: Peter Pettigrew is not babysitting for us ever again

Lily Potter: He flushed a disposable nappy today

Lily Potter: Naked Sunday is canceled 

James Potter to Faline: but it’s the day of our lord lily

James Potter to Boyz II Men: congratulations sirius ur hereby reinstated as godfather 

Sirius Black: good bc i’m thinking of getting a sidecar for my motorbike

James Potter: harry is not allowed on ur motorbike until he is at least 9

Remus Lupin: I think you’re forgetting how Harry got home from the hospital

James Potter: fine. harry is allowed if both lily and i are also on it

Peter Pettigrew: #parenting

Peter Pettigrew: i got fired today btw

James Potter: what? why???

Sirius Black: what did u do

Remus Lupin: Are you alright?

Peter Pettigrew: im fine 

Peter Pettigrew: director was just looking for “something else”

Sirius Black: that’s shit

James Potter: sorry pete 

Remus Lupin: Is there anything we can do to help?

Peter Pettigrew: idk maybe we could just hang out and talk?

James Potter: sure we can do that 

Sirius Black: i’m not good w/ emotional intimacy

Sirius Black: how do u feel abt alcohol?

James Potter to Meri Jaan: i msis u

James Potter: ur os pretty 

Lily Potter to You Are My Soniya: It’s 2am love

James Potter: i kno btu thsi is v importnat

Lily Potter: What is it?

James Potter: i lvoe sirius

Lily Potter: Unbelievable 

James Potter: and u!!11111

James Potter: also im srory if i pee on hte rose bsushes a gain

Sirius Black to Blossom Powerpuff: just so u know we’ve taken james’s phone from him 

Sirius Black: but he says i’ve gotta tell u that ur his favourite wife

Lily Potter to Mojo Jojo: I’m his only wife

Sirius Black: james says ‘irrelevant’ 

James Potter to Heart Eyes: love u’ve gotta stop sexting me while i’m w/ clients

Lily Potter to Poop Emoji: Why’s that?

James Potter: i’m developing some kind of pavlovian response

James Potter: every time i look at a surrealist painting i get an erection

Lily Potter: Paint me like one of ur french abstractions from reality

James Potter: sex fiend 

Lily Potter: U love it 

Remus Lupin to Lil Wayne: You and James need to stop have things delivered to my house

Remus Lupin: I promise you I can feed myself without a 15 year old dropping off a week’s worth of groceries 

Lily Potter to R. Kelly: Bread and chocolate is not a diet Remus

Remus Lupin: It has kept me alive this long 

Lily Potter: Ur lucky we don’t have u move in. James says ur too skinny these days

Remus Lupin: James is built like a broomstick

Lily Potter: ...

Lily Potter: I want to defend him bc he is my husband but.... u right

Remus Lupin: Then will you stop trying to parent me

Lily Potter: Don’t talk back to ur mother Lupin

James Potter to The Lady from the Bee Movie: evans r u wearing my jeans again

Lily Potter to Jerry Seinfield: No

James Potter: ur having a picnic with bathilda in her garden and harry and i are in our sitting room w/ the curtains open i can literally see u

Lily Potter: Maybe these are mine

James Potter: i’m almost a foot taller than u and ur jeans r not that long

Lily Potter: If they r ur jeans what are you going to do about it

James Potter: ur gonna catch these hands

James Potter: in ur own bc i love u

James Potter: but i still want my jeans back

Lily Potter: I want my pre-baby figure back m8

James Potter: touché 

Sirius Black to Cars 2: pete how would u feel abt modeling

Peter Pettigrew to The Lion King: funny 

Peter Pettigrew: hard to get an acting job thats not typecast 

Sirius Black: i’m srs

Sirius Black: i mean. u know what i mean

Peter Petitgrew: modelings fine. i’ve done some hand stuff

Sirius Black: sometimes when reg can’t make a job his agency will offer it to me

Sirius Black: and i told them i wouldn’t do it unless i could bring a friend

Peter Pettigrew: thanks... u didnt have to do that

Sirius Black: don’t make it weird peter just take the job 

Sirius Black to Peter Does Hand Stuff: i’m handsome right

Sirius Black: like i am good looking

James Potter: tru

Remus Lupin: yeah

Sirius Black: then how did i get kicked off a photoshoot so they could take more pictures of pettigrew

Peter Pettigrew: dorcas said it was bc ur face is too unnatural

Peter Pettigrew: no one looks like that in real life

Sirius Black: i look like this in real life!!!

Peter Pettigrew: anyway dorcas told me they want me to be the face of the whole campaign which is cool

James Potter: that’s fantastic pete!!

Remus Lupin: Congrats Peter!

Sirius Black: i can’t believe u would sell me out

Peter Pettigrew: were all just trying to survive capitalism sirius

Sirius Black: so money is worth more than our friendship

James Potter: sirius u don’t even like modelling

Remus Lupin: Also you don’t need the money, you’ve got your inheritance and your radio work

Sirius Black: i like to know who has a price they can be bought for

Sirius Black: in case one of us ends up murdered

James Potter: walburga really fucked u up huh

Lily Potter to Put A Ring On It: R u on your way home?

James Potter to Crazy In Love: on the tube

James Potter: did u want takeaway again? bc i kno the chinese made u sick the other night so maybe i can just get u soup?

Lily Potter: No I’m fine I just wanted to know when you were coming back

Lily Potter: I have news

James Potter: tell me. the man beside me is cutting his hair and it’s getting on my trousers. i could do with good news

Lily Potter: I’ll tell u when ur home

James Potter: evans u can’t just dangle news in front of me like that and then take it away i demand answers

Lily Potter: It’s in-person news

James Potter: r we getting divorced? is this bc i said prefer 7/11 to formation

Lily Potter: That is definitely grounds for divorce but no

James Potter: lily ur worrying me. is everything ok???

James Potter: i’m gonna call

James Potter: i’m losing service hold on

Lily Potter: James we’re going to have another baby

James Potter: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

James Potter: i love you. i can’t hold u yet so i’m gonna hug the haircut man

Lily Potter: <3 <3 <3

James Potter: i may have just told him we’d name our baby after him how do u feel abt the name christobal

Lily Potter: Hard pass

James Potter: u said that abt me once and now i’ve impregnated u twice so i’m gonna tell him maybe

Lily Potter changed the chat name to Sirius Has Dibs.

Sirius Black: r u hitting on me evans

Sirius Black: u do realize ur husband is also on this chat. i mean i’m up for a menage a potter but what will we tell harry 

Peter Pettigrew: james’s parents like adopted u this is definitely some kind of incest

Sirius Black: “Definitely Some Kind of Incest” is the black family motto

Remus Lupin: Tbh I’m surprised you don’t have a tail

Sirius Black: how do u kno that i don’t u don’t kno my life

Lily Potter: It’s good 2 know our children will have positive role models

James Potter: it’s too late for harry we’ll just have to get better friends with this one

Peter Pettigrew: ????????

Sirius Black: ur not

Sirius Black: U ARE

Remus Lupin: Congratulations?!

Sirius Black: UR HAVING A FETUS

Peter Pettigrew: BLIMEY CONGRATS

Remus Lupin: Wasn’t Harry born literally yesterday? You guys are like rabbits

Sirius Black: i can’t believe evans is ““in trouble”” again this is wild i bet it’s bc euphemia used all those metaphors while giving u the sex talk

James Potter: papa don’t preach

Sirius Black: i love it when u call me papa

Sirius Black: wait do i have dibs bc of.... u guys r disgusting 

Lily Potter: Does that mean u don’t want dibs?

Sirius Black: NO I HAVE DIBS ON ALL POTTER CHILDREN NOW AND FOREVER THEY’RE GONNA BE MY ARMY TO FIGHT REMUS’S SECONDARY SCHOOL KIDS

Remus Lupin: I can’t in good conscience send eleven-year-olds to war but on the other hand you’re on

Peter Pettigrew: £5 on the fetus 

Lily Potter: £1000 on the fetus Potter Progeny United

James Potter: this is why i married u 

#james potter #lily evans #jily #jily* #marauders #mine #the title is from tgp #happy birthday james!!! #my life is in shambles and so is this fic lmao

[imvickyg]

You

I don’t know why I’m writing this. I don’t know where this message is gonna end. But, I just want to say thank you. Thank you for the endless amount of protection, support, love, laughter, honesty, and adventure. When I say adventure, I don’t mean that we’ve been to many places. Having you in my life has been it’s own adventure in itself when it comes to figuring out why we are in each other’s lives. And, in this adventure, you have never once hurt me as so many people have in the past. Things feel like they are flowing the way they should. I’m learning the way you see me through your eyes and, honestly, I’ll never understand it. You don’t speak on it too often, but I never forget when you do. You are proud of me. That’s one thing I appreciate so much. I’ll never forget how you told me to never settle and that I deserve to climb as high as I possibly can. Those words have stuck with me in everything I do or think about. You see the desire and patience that drives me to do my best. You see my ability to compete with myself to do better which challenges others, but, also, threatens those who take it the wrong way. You deal with the aftermath of all the people who have hurt me or still attempt to do so, making me feel stronger in every attack that comes for the target on my back. The one thing you don’t do is make me feel like all these bad things that happen to me are my fault. Instead, you remind me of my goals, my strengths, and what I can do to move on from these battles. You have seen me torn and healing from the relationships (friends or more) that broke my heart. When we met, I was not at my worst, but I was falling into a hole again. You had watched me have constant panic attacks over someone thousands of miles away, over a lost path, over a “brother”, over a “best friend.” And, this was all when we first met. It made being with you hard because I could not accept what I had in front of me. It felt too good to be true. I pushed you away, but fought so hard not to. You knew how to get me talking, how to stop my head from spinning, how to make me focus on what was in front of me. And, I just want to say... I’m sorry for taking you for granted. I didn’t realize I had done so until I moved away. All my overthinking stopped me from being happy and that is my fault. I used to have panic attacks when I felt overly happy with you because I didn’t want to think it was real. But, every moment with you was the realest thing I’ve ever felt.

Then, you needed space and I tried my best to give it to you. I was so scared of losing you though. You started pushing me away, but kept me close at the same time, what you tell me “was for a reason.” You say you were content and so was I. But, at some point, I stopped believing you were. I stopped hoping everything would go back to the way it was. I kind of gave up. But, several people kept highlighting the little things that said you were still holding on to me. I didn’t think it was true. And, there was so much I wanted to say to you before I left. There was no time and I couldn’t muster up the words to describe what I felt. You knew I loved you. I’ll never know when you caught on, but the fact you called me out on it scared the shit out of me. You tried to get me to admit it, but I was stubborn. I left without saying it all out loud.

“I want to say so many things.”

“I already know.”

You always knew apparently. I hate that you saw and continue to see right through me. You’re one of the rare few that can.

I left and the first month was tough. I, unintentionally, tried replacing you. It didn’t go too well and became this whole mess. I was able to distract myself from thinking about you all the time. I worked as hard and often as I could. I was with him every night. But, at some point, it wasn’t enough. I would call or text you when I was high because I missed you like crazy. I was able to keep myself from bugging you so often out of respect for myself, for you, and for her...

You had a new girl and all I kept telling myself was that you deserved to be happy. A part of me knew she wouldn’t last and I kept my mouth shut. The attacks in my life started coming and you were the only one that knew how to make me listen. You were the only one who could make it better. I always called you after I had been crying and you made me laugh as always. I would vent about my problems and, somehow, that lead you to start complaining about her. You started comparing us, reminding me how it was when we were together. That’s when I started realizing she was a rebound. And, yet, I was still in denial about it. She hated me for reasons I’ll never understand. She annoyed you with her hatred for me. Some of my friends said it was cause she knew you loved me. I thought that was a crazy notion.

It had been 6 months of you two being together, me having moved away, not seeing you. Eventually, you started complaining about how you wanted to break up with her, but you didn’t have the heart to do it. My “love life” started falling off a cliff and I ended up hurt. I never said anything about it and you always reminded me of what I deserved. She started saying things out of her ass and you grew resentful towards her. I grew angry with a total stranger that dared to make you feel like a monster.

The comparisons grew and, one night, you got really drunk. Every truth you had kept inside came out and shocked me beyond compare. You talked about me like I was some kind of angel, like I was special. I almost cried from all the nice things you said. And, they were all things you said had made you fall for me. That’s when the possibility of “us” popped up again. You asked me so many questions as if you had been thinking about being with me again. Said it was always in the back of your mind. You talked about us having kids, meeting your parents, moving in together, etc. It was a lot of information I never thought I would hear. And, then, you called me out again.

“Why do you love me?”

I hated when you did that. You’ve never been able to understand what I see in you. You pit yourself to be this monster that can never be loved. You said you failed us which broke my heart cause I had never seen it that way...

That night, all my feelings I had tried pushing to the side for 6 months, started knocking at my door again. Of course, I tried to side track myself since you still hadn’t broken up with her. I still kept myself busy. Honestly, it took me 3 days to process all your feelings that you had never spoken about. But, when I finally did, that’s when I was reminded of that initial gut feeling that has told me, since the first day of class, that I needed to be with you. I tried to ignore it.

I made a new friend at some point and went out every night. That friend was able to open me up like you did and get me to talk about you. I told him EVERYTHING. And, in the end, all he said was.

“He loves you and you love him.”

I pretended like I didn’t hear it. He made me look him straight in the eye. I still had never said the L word about you or to you, even after 9 months of denial. He got me to say it out loud and, at first, it scared me. I didn’t like saying those words again... That was the very thing I did not want was to love someone again or even say those words again. My friend proceeded to predict that soon you would break up with that crazy person and come straight to me, telling me that you loved me. I thought that was crazy.

What was actually crazy was, a week or two after that conversation, it happened. You broke up with her and, literally, came straight to me. You drove fuckin far at 3 in the morning. You had asked me if you should come down and I was so scared to answer. I started overthinking. I didn’t want to be a second option. I didn’t want to be a comfort zone. But, I knew damn well that your stubborn ass doesn’t drive anywhere for just anything or anyone, especially not at 3AM. What convinced you to do that? I will never know. It scared me, but made me excited. And, finally I said yes.

You were right there, in front of me, once again. Your green eyes, those tattoos I love to trace, that voice that calms me, all in front of me. But, it didn’t feel real. I was in shock. For some reason, everything seemed different than I remembered even though nothing had changed. That night with you, I was happy, but I couldn’t feel it cause I was in so much shock. When you left home, it didn’t even hit me that I had been with you until the next morning on my way to work. I was in an amazing mood. Something felt right again.

Your trips to come see me continued. You made the effort I was afraid I would not see. And, I started going up there. Everything was flowing between us again. I could have the worst week, but if I saw you at the end of it, I was fine. You kissed me after not having kissed me for over a year. It was too quick for me to react to and I was mad that I could not take it in. Another day, you finally kissed me longer. I felt my heart do the same thing it used to do when you would kiss me, but my mind also started pushing you away. So, it was this weird in between where I didn’t know what I was feeling till after you left and I wanted more. I saw the appreciation of me in every one of your actions as if you were trying to make up for taking me for granted.

My car accident was one of the worst days of my life, but you made it so much easier. I’m so thankful you were there the entire time I was in the hospital, making me laugh, causing the heart monitor to go crazy. You took me home with you, literally waking up every time I adjusted my sleeping position to make sure I was okay. And, if I felt a panic attack trying to emerge, I reminded myself that I was with you. I remember waking up, one of the many times that I did, and feeling your arm wrapped around me. In that moment, I felt safe, at peace, and like nothing could make me cry. Sadly, this resulted in a separation anxiety that I’ve been battling.

Just two weeks ago, I saw you cry for the first time. The man who I consider to be the strongest person I know was crying. To see you like that broke my heart and I knew what you needed to hear. And, for some reason I didn’t hesitate.

“I love you.”

I said those fuckin’ words without regret and without overthinking. My focus was too much on trying to put you at peace that I completely glossed over the fact that you mumbled back that you loved me too. That night I held you like I used to. If I tried to get up, you would grab me tighter and put your head closer to the crook of my neck. I kissed your forehead and loved you in every bit that I could to try and make you feel better.

Progress is always being made. You are the most stubborn dumbass ever and that makes this adventure what it is. My patience with you is so easy to have. You keep showing me reasons to trust you and stay. I continue to fall for you in every word you say, every move you make, every touch you give. I’ve never felt more sure of something in my life. That will always be true of whatever this has become. I will not complain about this process we have going on. I will never complain that I do not have someone who cares. I will never take you for granted again.

I pray to God that he guides us in our path. I pray he brings peace to our minds and hearts after having been through what we have in our pasts. God put you in my life for a reason and I will forever be grateful. May we be lead to something that will benefit us both in the future, whether it be as life long friends or something more.

I love you Michael Anthony Preston.

[cassiembostonn-blog]

Why my sister has a hard time trusting boys.

Before anyone even says anything, the names have been changed for obvious reasons, and my sister was the one that wanted me to write about this. 

I’ll start by saying my sister has always been one of those girls who are in love with the idea of love. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing-- I personally it makes her take on reality refreshing from my constant doom and gloom-- however, it opens her up for more heartbreak than the rest of us. 

She had her heart broken before this particular time before, but those times don’t compare to this one. 

It all started the summer before her senior year of high school. Our parents went on a two-week vacation alone to Maui to celebrate their 30th anniversary and left my sister and I home alone as we are both pretty responsible and sensible. I spent a majority of those two-weeks at work but when I didn’t work my sister would invite her best friend, let’s call her Ava, to our house and the three of us would watch movies and paint each other's nails and gossip and all that other cliche sleepover stuff. About a week after they left, Ava texted my sister and asked her if she wanted to come with her to a party.

Now before I get any further into the story, here are some things you should know:

1. My sister doesn’t drink. It’s not that she’s against it or anything, she just prefers not to, so she’s usually the driver when her friends leave. (She told me she enjoys this because it gives her a sense of peace knowing they’re all safe.)

2. Her friend, Ava, moved into a different school district Junior year so she goes to a different school, so the party was for a school my sister didn’t go to and therefore didn’t know many people there.

3. She was already pretty vulnerable because she was fired a few days before my parents left and was pretty upset about it because she loved that job and there was no apparent reason for letting her go.

So that night Ava came over and they got ready and they left, telling me they’d be home around 1 or so. So I got worried when I woke up at 2:30 and they still were not back. They came back a few minutes after I woke up and I could instantly sense something different about my sister. She could not stop smiling when she walked through the door and the next morning she was singing love songs in the shower. I already kinda knew what was up, being her sister and all, but I let her be until she felt ready to tell me. It was later that evening her other friend, let’s call her Beth, came over and we all went out to eat, and my sister decided to tell us.

They had gotten to the party and Ava had instantly disappeared so my sister was hanging out with this one other girl she knew for awhile. When she finally found Ava, she dragged her to the kitchen where a smaller group of people were talking and passing drinks around. She declined a drink and this boy across from her did as well, so they were the only two not drinking. As the night continued the boy, let’s call him Luke, approached her and asked her why she didn’t drink, and eventually they just began conversing, finding out they shared a very similar music taste, both loved Italian food, etc. Eventually, the party died down and Luke said that he had plans with his friend Brian (?) to go get pancakes at this 24-hour dinner. (I was convinced this was a line but she is still in denial about that part.) Ava and Brian weren’t super drunk so the four of them went and Luke asked my sister for her snapchat. 

About a minute after my sister pulled out of the parking lot he snap-chatted her and they apparently talked for quite some time after she got home. I told her to be careful, and she assured me she knew it was most likely just a friendship and she wasn’t going to get too emotionally involved or anything.

Now, this Luke character sent my sister snaps constantly and he was fuckin’ smooth. He kept suggesting he wanted to hang out again, and example being they started a conversation about some sort of record my sister got (it was a vintage one she scored at this rad record store) and he was like, ‘we should go check it out together’ (meaning the store) or he’d say ‘I’m craving Italian, we should go soon’ and he’d basically just amp her up. Which wasn’t a problem at first, it just made her believe he was genuinely interested. 

So as the week went on, he kept making plans to hang out again, but the first time he canceled last minute, claiming he was called into work, and the second time he said that he had to drive his sister to volleyball camp across town and wait for her to get out, and the third time he gave no explanation. But regardless they still were sending one another snapchats daily. 

My parents eventually came back and they still had not hung out since the party, and Luke began taking longer and longer to respond to my sister. She reassured me he was just busy with work and wasn’t ‘one of those people who is constantly on their phone’. The usually selfie ‘streak’ pictures turned into pictures of his bedroom wall or a blank screen, and my sister began to forget about him. 

Suddenly, she gets a snap from him asking if she wants to go see a movie with him, something ‘casual’ is the way he put it. So she ‘casually’ said yes, began screaming her head off and had me help her pick out her outfit. He claimed he wouldn’t be able to pick her up so they met at the movie and he did the whole ‘arm stretch around the shoulders’ thing and they shared a large bucket of popcorn and he kept leaning over towards her and whispering things about the movie in her ear. When she got home she instantly pulled me into her room and told me all about it, and he, again, instantly started to snapchat her. I told her repeatedly: “Be careful you don’t get hurt” and she assured me it was just casual. 

They were constantly talking that entire week, moving from snapchat to messaging. He invited her to lunch a few days after they went to the movies, but when my sister told him she couldn't go he literally replied ‘k’ and did the thing where he gradually stopped replying, eventually leaving her on read for a majority of the time. Once again, she began to forget about him. 

A week and a half went by and he texted her, asking her if she heard about this party that was going to be happening that upcoming Saturday. My sister said that she was planning on going with Ava and Beth, and he asked her if she would want to go with him. She obviously said yes and he seemed so excited, replying (and I quote) “I’m so glad we get to see each other again! I’ve missed hanging out with you and I’m extremely excited,” He then began to text her as Saturday approached such as: “Can’t wait for Saturday!” or “Super excited to see you this weekend” (with one of those damn blushing smile emoji’s). About a day or two before the party, he says he won’t be able to pick her up (again) and asks if she can meet him there. 

Saturday rolls around and she hasn’t heard from him, but regardless Beth and Ava come over, she’s extremely excited. Like, I don’t think she has ever been as excited as she was that night. Ever. She had bought a new top and I helped her do her makeup and the three of them left.

They get there, and he texts her saying he’s a bit behind schedule and he’ll be kinda late. She brushes it off. She gets another text saying he’ll be there in ten minutes. Ten minutes goes by, then twenty, then thirty. She sends him a “are you still coming” text.

Luke responds saying, (and again I quote): “I’m so so sorry I forgot to text you, there was a family emergency with my grandma and I can’t make it,” My sister, being the caring person she is, responds telling Luke she understands, says she hoped his grandma is okay, and says that if he needs anything to text him. 

So my sister is sitting with one of her ex’s (not a great one by the way that we’ll call Matt) and Beth, Ava, and her friend ‘Jake’. So she explains it to them and then she’s scrolling through snapchat and she see’s that Luke updated his story. 

Curious, she looks at it. And I kid you not this ‘Luke’ is at another party with another fuckin’ girl. There’s a video of them dancing filmed by someone else, I’m assuming one of his friends, there’s a video of her in the passenger seat of his car, there’s selfies of them with snapchat filters and then, this one makes me so upset, there’s a video of them at the same 24-hour dinner he took my sister to. 

And at this point my sister is pretty much broken because HE STRAIGHT UP LIED TO HER. AND THIS ISN’T EVEN THE END. She decides not to confront him and she just ignores all his texts and snapchats, breaks their streak, just is super upset and pissed. He keeps texting her, seeing she saw his story, saying shit like: 

It’s not what you think, she’s one of my childhood friends

I really like you, I just didn’t want to ruin the party because I was upset

How can I make it up to you

If you don’t believe me you can ask her

And my sister eventually responds, saying she’s upset and he “swears he’ll make it up to her” so they decide to meet at this coffee place and he starts spewing this web of bullshit, first off guilting her by saying his grandmother had a heart attack and he “couldn’t bear to be in the hospital waiting for results” so his ‘childhood friend’ convinced him to get his mind off of it long after he had bailed on my sister.  

This Luke kid is claiming he really likes my sister, telling her he wants to make it work, and that he regrets everything. And my sister is a saint, she is getting emotionally attached to him even though she won’t admit it, her friends are saying she should go for it, she she FORGIVES THE GUY! 

After coffee they go for a walk and they apparently talked about ‘deeper things’ whatever the fuck that means my sister wouldn't tell me, and at this point he has my sister hooked. 

They begin the same cycle of avidly texting again around the time school starts. Like, it’s to the point where they’re texting up until 1-2 in the morning. They hadn’t hung out since coffee and it was around October when he completely stopped texting my sister completely out of the blue. She was pretty upset about it too. 

When we got home from school she’d retreat to her room and only come out to get food, shower, or use the toilet. I tried to talk to her but she simply wouldn’t respond, and she didn’t explain anything to Ava or Beth. Her birthday came up on November 5th and she was a bit better, but I know she constantly was thinking of him. He sent her a happy birthday text, but that was the last thing he said.

Two days after her birthday I got a text from Ava, saying Luke had recently started dating this girl ‘Jessica’. We eventually found out he been talking to both Jessica and my sister at the same time, and the periods where he wouldn’t respond was because he was hanging out with Jessica. The girl in the snapchat story was Jessica. 

There was no grandmother that had a heart attack. Luke was simply hanging out with both my sister and this Jessica girl to, get this, figure out which one he’d rather date. And he chose Jessica. He also spread rumors around his school (Ava’s school) about hooking up with my sister (which never happened) calling her a slut, an emotional wreck, clingy, and ‘easy’.

I bring this up now because he recently broke it off with Jessica and has started to try and contact to my sister once again. I have explained why that is a stupid idea to her, and she has blocked him, but because of this she has had trouble with trust, especially with boys. 

She is now at college and has met a boy (whom is perfect for her) who we’ll call Todd. I explained what happened to Todd and he completely understands and is trying to gain my sisters trust, but it’s been challenging. 

She really fell for Luke. He abused the fact that my sister was optimistic, a romantic, and excited to get to know more about him. She no longer believes in love. She’s gained my doom and gloom perspective and I’ve tried to don her past ‘happy self’. 

It made my world a little darker knowing someone can have that much power over someone else’s happiness.