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ttwt episode 4

“Last time, on Total Takes World Tour: Our pilot accidentally took a wrong turn and landed us in the vast ice sheet of Greenland, home of glaciers galore! After building their very own sleds, the three teams pushed it to the finish line, but only the Mojos won the challenge. Team Yaoi took their first fall and sent home the unlucky Joner, leaving a team full of enemies with nothing holding them together. Will someone finally snap and commit a crime? Will I ever get another hot chocolate refill? Find out now, on Total Takes: World Tour!”

“Mm, now that’s more like it,” Patrick yawns, lying face-down on the first class massage table while an attendant works on his back. “I deserve this.”

“For doing what, exactly?” Michela asks.

Patrick lifts his head from the seat. “This team would be nothing without me,”

She rolls her eyes and sits back in her plush seat. Albert gives her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

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Back in economy, Max balances his face in his palm and hunches over himself, blinking slowly. He looks exhausted, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. Beside him, Bonnie stretches and yawns, looking over their shoulder.

“Woah, dude. Did you catch the plague?”

“I was up all night. I couldn’t sleep thinking about those two chumming it up in first class together,” he mumbles.

Bonnie sighs. “Max, you need to get a grip. Do you trust Michela?”

“Of course I do,”

“Then you shouldn’t be losing sleep over it,”

Max frowns at her. “Okay, so, say, if a super cool, famous, good looking and much taller guy started flirting with Caesar, you’d just be cool with that?”

Bonnie hesitates. “It’s not… like that, with Caesar,”

“Really? So you wouldn’t be pissed off if he went out with someone else?”

“I mean… I guess, but, for different reasons,”

Max rolls his eyes and goes back to blankly staring out the window.

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BONNIE: “Okay, since when did everyone and their pet hamsters decide they have any right to make decisions about my relationships? No one even bothered with me and Caesar until that stupid aftermath thing!”

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“For the record, I think you and Caesar are so sweet,” Staci says, clapping her hands together. “You’re literally perfect for each other! How do you do it?”

Bonnie blinks. “Um… do what?”

“I mean, you guys are total opposites- how does it work? What makes it stick?”

“I don’t know- and we’re not total opposites,” Bonnie protests. “We have a lot in common.”

“SO cute,” Staci giggles. “I hope my future relationship is just like that!”

“Can we stop talking about this?” Phillip groans. “You liberals and your woke labelless relationships…”

Staci shrugs and turns back to Kelly, much to Bonnie’s relief.

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BONNIE: “You know it’s bad when I’m agreeing with that guy,”

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“Attention, campers! You better buckle up and hold on tight, cause we’re about to enter the Windy City!” Chris’ voice blasts over the intercom, feedback squealing.

“The what?” Ass asks, but before anyone can answer, the plane begins shaking violently.

The teens scream and hold onto each other for dear life as the cabin trembles once again, then smooths out as the plane descends.

Courtney huffs. “You know, I’m starting to think they’re just doing that for fun,”

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“Welcome to Chicago, Illinois!” Chris says, standing on the tarmac as the contestants file out of the plane. “Home of deep dish pizza and the Sears Tower, this city is known for being a top tourist destination- for everyone but you.” he chuckles.

The teams look between each other nervously as Chris leads them to a boat on the banks of the Chicago River.

"OMG, this is so my challenge. My dad is totally from Chicago," Staci says.

"Ooh, we're so winning!" Kelly says. The two squeal, and Max's eye twitches.

Chris smiles, stopping them in front of the water. “Your first stop- Riverwalk! This boat will take you to one end of the four-district public space, and from there you’ll make your way to Lake Michigan for your next challenge!”

“This seems too easy. What’s the catch?” Julia asks.

“Excellent point, Julia!” Chris beams. “In the New York episode of the original world tour, our contestants took baby strollers- and, as a fan of the classics, I think it’s only fair you kids do the same. But this time, one of you will get to push the stroller, while everyone else piles in.”

The teams groan and board the boat.

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“This is the place. Okay, so who’s pushing?” Courtney asks. No one volunteers. “Come on, guys, we actually need to stick together to do this. We almost got Joner killed because we couldn’t work together!”

“So?” Mal asks, eyes trained on her phone.

Courtney glares and storms over to her, grabbing her phone and throwing it in the river. Mal screams bloody murder. “MY CUSTOM COMMISSIONS WERE ON THERE! DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THOSE ARE?!”

“Don’t know, don’t care. Now PUSH!”

None of the other teams are doing much better.

“Sometimes, I wish Chris would assign these things,” Michela sighs. “Okay, who’s pushing?”

“You did a fine job being our dog last time,” Patrick shrugs. Michela glares.

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MICHELA: “You know, I am starting to get really fed up with that guy,”

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“Okay, princess. I’ll push again. But if we lose, you’re my first vote,” she points directly in his face. He rolls his eyes.

“Oh, please. Like anyone would choose you over me. They love me!”

Austin and Sha-Mod both cautiously shake their heads. Albert shivers.

Nearby, Team Friendship sets off with Phillip pushing- though he’s not exactly doing a very good job at it. It’s like he’s trying to move a boulder up a hill.

“You said you lift weights,” Bonnie grumbles.

“I said sometimes!” Phillip says. “I just started! Besides, this is good for my gains.”

Max palms his forehead and Bonnie sighs.

“Does anyone have any idea how long this thing is?” Mal asks, gently pushing the carriage along. ��I’m boooooored.”

“Oh my God, you’re like a toddler!” Ass snaps.

Courtney smiles and pulls a set of keys out of their pocket, dangling them in front of Mal. Her eyes light up and she starts moving forward faster. “Oooh…”

Ass chuckles. “Nice one,”

They and Courtney make fleeting eye contact and then quickly look away.

“See? I told you we’d do well,” Patrick says as Michela outpaces Mal by a mile.

“Oh, please. You guys weigh nothing,” she says. “It’s like I’m pushing a cart full of groceries.”

Julia watches Team Mojo pass them and shouts to the back of the carriage. “Can you jingle those things any faster?”

“Oh, relax,” Ass says. “Team Friendship is Magic is never gonna catch up to us.”

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Sure enough, the group has only moved about a foot from the start line. Phillip is crying and panting like his life depends on it, trying to push the carriage with his entire body weight while Team Friendship is looking less than enthused.

“Okay, I’ve had about enough,” Bonnie sighs, getting up. “Let me.”

“Uh-uh-uh!” Chris appears out of nowhere. “No tradesies, no takesy-backsies!”

They groan and sit back down, jostling the cart. Phillip cries in anguish.

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Team Mojo screeches to a halt at the mouth of the Lake, Michela panting heavily. Team Yaoi isn’t far behind, pulling up just as the former unloads and runs to the mouth of the lake, where Chris is waiting.

“One, two… looks like we’re missing a team!” Chris chuckles. “Oh well! Welcome to the next part of your challenge. Chicago is known for many things- architecture, Irish-American pride, but most of all- meat-packing! That’s right, we’re standing in the American center of butchering, packing, and unions! That is, until abouuuut the 1920s.” he chuckles. “Your next challenge is focused around one of the many abandoned factories, where we’ve set up a replica of a classic meatpacking block.”

Albert goes pale. “Um… guys, I don’t think I can do this. I’m vegan,”

“Oh, please. Who’s afraid of getting a little bloody?” Patrick chuckles.

Behind the Mojos, Team Friendship finally arrives, Phillip looking like he was wrung out and left to dry in the sun. He collapses as the teens begin unboarding, and Staci picks him up and slings him over their shoulder like he’s made of paper.

“See you all in the former meatpacking district!” Chris shouts, setting off.

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“Guys,” Albert shakes nervously. “I can’t do this. I’ll be sick.”

“Luckily for you, there were no government regulations about what goes into industrial meat packing back in the day,” Chris chuckles. “Vomit, metal, fingers… Those machines weren’t FDA approved, after all!”

The teens look between each other nervously.

“Your job is to pack as much meat as possible- when the timer runs out, you’ll embark on your final leg of the race to Cloud Gate,”

“You mean the Bean?” Staci asks.

“No,” Chris glares. “It’s called Cloud Gate.”

Max crosses his arms with a smirk. “He means the Bean,”

Chris grumbles to himself and storms off as the sound of loud metal grating forces everyone’s attention to the conveyor belts and large machines surrounding them. From behind a sectioned-off room, the conveyor belt begins carrying pink lumps of mush.

Albert is a sickly shade of green. “I can’t do this,”

“Hey, you got this,” Michela puts a hand on his shoulder. “Just pretend it’s… pink tofu.”

He takes a deep breath, then smiles and nods. From across the room, Max grits his teeth at the interaction. Bonnie rolls their eyes.

“Does anyone have any idea how to do this?” Mal asks, sitting at a tinning machine near the end of their line.

“You’ll figure it out. And if you don't, what’s a lost finger to you? You can still type with nine,” Ass says.

Courtney giggles and turns back to organizing the tin cans.

The faint sound of a ringing bell catches everyone’s attention. “Oh, brother,” Bonnie murmurs.

“Song time, my industrial stars!” Chris’ voice blares from the observation room above. “Singing makes the work go by faster!”

Mal rolls her eyes. “What’s there not to love about The Windy City?”

Courtney joins in, and the song continues down the conveyor line. “The trains are colorful, the lines are pretty!”

“The crime is high, the river’s dyed!” Ass sings along.

All three jump in. “What’s not to love about Chicago?”

“The lights are brighter, the fun is funner!” Sha-Mod sings. “The Italians are beefier, the bums are bummer!”

Austin skips along, shoving pink slop into a can. “The violence and crime make every alley shine!”

Albert picks up the verse shakily. “What’s not to love about Chicago?”

“The museums and the art, where sculptures are the stars,” Max goes on. “Even though there’s no such thing as spriiiiing!”

“Meat break!” Sha-Mod says, tossing a handful of pink in the air. It sticks to the ceiling.

“For the love of veganism, STOP!” Albert says before a chunk gets on his hand and he passes out.

“Millennium Park and the hustle-bustle,” Julia sings.

Bonnie picks up. “Hot dogs while the mobsters tussle!”

“And Cubs brands for all us Cubs fans!” Staci squeals. “What’s not to love…”

Kelly and Patrick jump in. “What’s not to love…”

“What’s not to looooove about Chicago!” the teens finish off.

The loud metal screeching picks up and the conveyor belts come to a stop. Albert groans a small “Thank God,” from the ground.

“Let’s see, let’s see, let’s see!” Chris comes out of the observation room wearing a vintage suit and swinging around a cane. He approaches the ends of each conveyor belt and studies the tinned meat. “I can tell you who’s not winning.” he chuckles, jabbing at Team Mojo’s measly pile of cans. “Looks like Team Yaoi has finally pulled it together!”

The four cheer enthusiastically and clap their hands.

“You four will be getting a five minute head start on your foot race to the Cloud Gate,” Chris says. “NOT THE BEAN! The first team to arrive wins the challenge. Readyyyyyy? Go!”

Team Yaoi sets off first, dashing out of the factory and leaving the remaining teams behind. Michela helps Albert off the floor as Patrick grumbles to himself about carrying the team again.

On the other side of the room, Max sits on the ground, joined by Bonnie, as Kelly and Staci start yapping again.

“Hey,” Bonnie says, turning to Max. “I’ve been thinking about what you said, and I wanted to say… you’re right. I get where you’re coming from. Maybe you two should talk about it.”

He sighs. “I know. I won’t, though, I’m just overthinking. I don’t want to start a fight over nothing,”

“What makes you so sure it’d be a fight?”

“Experience,” he murmurs.

Phillip strides over and sits between them. “What’re we talking about?”

“Nothing,” Bonnie and Max say in unison.

“Oh, okay. Cool. Does anyone want to read my poetry?”

Bonnie and Max both stand and walk in opposite directions, away from Phillip. He sulks.

Nearby, Kelly and Staci are gossiping loudly, the latter not bothering to watch her volume as she goes on about her personal life.

“I mean, I’ve been thinking about it, and I had this revelation,” Staci says, flexing her wrists. “We can do study dates! I mean, she’s a STEM major like me, so the extra practice couldn’t hurt. And we get to spend time together! It’s a win-win!”

Kelly nods along, smiling, but soon turns away and stares off into the distance.

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KELLY: “I guess… I don’t know. I used to think having a big heart, being a hopeless romantic was a good thing, but it just makes me feel more alone than ever,” they sigh.

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Chris stands in the doorway, tapping his watch. “Five, four, three, two… and one! Get mov-” the teams barrel past him, knocking him onto the ground. “OW!”

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Team Yaoi navigates the city, looking between them. “Screw a head start, I would’ve preferred a damn map!” Ass sighs, exasperated. “Does anyone have any idea where we are?”

Julia shrugs. “Chicago?”

“Very helpful, thank you!”

“You know what would be helpful right now? Google Maps! Let me just pull out my phone and we can find where the Bean is- oh, right! Some WITCH destroyed it!” Mal screeches.

Courtney rolls their eyes and pulls out their keys again, jingling them. Mal’s pupils dilate and she stares, transfixed. “Okay, now what?” they ask.

“Look!” Julia points.

Down the street, Team Friendship dashes by, led by Staci. The Yaois turn to each other. “Follow them?” Courtney suggests.

Ass shrugs. “I don’t see why not,”

And with that, they set off.

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“There it is! The finish line!” Staci points ahead, the large silver Bean coming into view.

“Mojos on your right!” Bonnie yells. “And Yaois on our left!”

The three teams are neck-in-neck, running alongside each other on other sides of the same street. “Hurry!” Max shouts.

As the teams get closer and closer to the finish line, each fighting for victory, they make fleeting eye contact with each other- Staci glares at Ass, who glares at Max, who glares at Albert.

Just mere inches from the Bean, Staci shouts: “JUMP!”

The two other teams follow suit, everyone jumping. A cloud of dust kicks up, obscuring the finish line. Chris’ eyes widen. “And the winner is… is…”

The dust clears, revealing Courtney’s arm has just passed the painted checkers. “The Yaois have won the challenge!”

The respective team weakly cheers.

“Who loses?” Patrick demands, pointing accusingly at Chris.

“No one does, silly. This is a non-elimination award challenge!”

The two losing teams breathe a collective sigh of relief, while the Yaois boo. “And for you winners, here’s your prize: a gourmet deep dish pizza dinner, finished off with dessert from Portillo’s Cake Shake!”

The Yaois cheer and Staci sighs longingly.

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The winning team feasts in the galley together, enjoying their meal within sight- and smell- of the other teams, who are munching on gruel.

“Well, this blows,” Michela sighs.

“I don’t think I could handle another loss,” Max adds on. “I might start tearing out my hair and banging my head against the wall.”

Michela laughs, then smiles. “I’ve missed that,”

Max smiles back. “I’ve missed you, too,”

Bonnie watches from afar and gives a thumbs up. Staci aws, prompting an eye roll and a grunt of annoyance from the goth.

“How’re you feeling, man?” Sha-Mod asks as Albert pokes at his gruel.

“Sick,”

He shakes his head sadly, the Lightning picture taking on a sad expression. Patrick rolls his eyes.

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PATRICK: “Another day, another challenge passed thanks to yours truly,” he sighs. “Honestly, I don’t know where they’d be without me. But I do know that I’m carrying this team- and if they want to keep winning, they’re going to have to fall in line.”

#ttwt #total takes world tour

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christianbaleismyworld · 1 year

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Hi guys this is my first post so it may not be perfect but enjoy

Ship:Patrick Bateman x fem!reader

Warnings(murder,swearing,violence,patrick being nice😱)

If your a minor dont read for your own good!!!

BREAK

You were getting ready for a nice warm bubblebath,you had a hard day at work.you were in a bathrobe looking trough the mirror looking in to the abyss,finally you got out of your thoughts that you could go to the bath.you lie down,you felt a wave of relaxiationg go down your body suddenly you heard the phone ring,you couldnt just get out of the bath to answer a phone call so you just staid in bath for 30min.when you got out of the bath you went to your closet and chose a pretty and a warm pyjama (it was winter)than the phone rang again,you went to pick it up and you said “who is this?”a angry voice yelled “why havent you picked up the fucking phone you bitch!?!?”it was your toxic boyfriend,you explained why “anyway i want to break up with you i found someone better than you,so no need to bother me again you annoying brat”he said,you broke down in tears on the floor bc you really loved him even tho he was toxic but now it was all over.after having a breakdown you went to the fridge to get some icecream,after getting it you went to the living room to sit on your soft couch to watch your favourite movie.after the movie you went to bed hugging your pillow because it made you comfortable and feel safe

TIMESKIP TO WORK

At work you got so many piles of papers and they had to be done till tomorrow,you were so tired that you almost started sleeping but gladly your co-worker came in “Hey y/n there is someone that would like to meet you,can i let him in?”she said.”ofcourse i am not busy right now”(ofcourse you were lying)She letted a tall handsome man in “hello you must be Y/n L/n,im Patrick Bateman nice to meet you”he said in a gentle but a very low voice “Yes!Nice to meet you too Mr.Bateman”you said a bit flustered.”So i have some business things i would like to discuss”he said “Sure go ahead”you said quickly “Well there has been some problems in our orders that we have ordered from here,is everything okay in here?”He asks a bit worried and annoyed “Omg!im so sorry,i havent paid any attention on my workers,i apologize this wont happen anymore”You said embarassed.After 15mins of talking “Hey y/n would you like to join me and my friends to a club to night?”patrick asked “Oh sure i would like that”you answered a bit slowly “nice ill meet you there,oh and here is my business card!”He gave you his business card from his pocket “Thank you!”you answered to him

TIMESKIP TO NIGHT

You were applying your make-up on and doing your hair,after that you go to your closet to find the perfect dress for you.You found the perfect dress that was black and had diamonds on it and it wasnt too long or too short.Your cab finally dropped you to the club it was very big and you could hear loud music come out,so you went in and tried to find patrick and his friends,they were in a corner drinking alcholol like real business men after a long day at work.”you gasped and saw your exboyfriend in there with them,you got scared and almost got a panick attack until a nice man asked you if you were okay “Lady are you okay!?”He asked worried “i dont know i think i need to sit down…”you said feeling dizzy,patrick saw you across the room and came over to you and the man “y/n are you okay?”patrick asked with a annoyed and an angry voice “im fine…”(you lied again)”you can go now”Patrick shoed the man away and patrick took you with him to the corner,your heart started bounding harder and harder the closer you got to your ex.You sat next to patrick and your ex asked patrick why you where there angrily “shes my goodfriend,shes our guest today”patrick said.after a while a gorgeus man sat next to you,everyone greeted him saying “Hey Paul you finally got here”.He greeted them back and looked at you and said “oh hello miss,im paul allen”, “oh hi im Y/n L/n nice to meet you paul!”you said quick,He shouted to everyone on the table “Im serving!”and everyone started shouting,after everyone had 3rounds it was time to go home,you and Paul were totally drunk because you weren’t the best with alcohol,neither was Paul.Patrick said he’d take Paul home and he at least called a cab for you.Next day you came back from grocery shopping,when you were about to open your apartment door you saw Patrick across the hallway with a massive garbage bag “Patrick you had garbage day or something?”you asked “oh yeah,i did”he said.after you got home you took your jacket off and went to the kitchen to unpack your groceries,after a while you got a knock from the door you stood up and went to open the door,it was Patrick he looked you like some predator you were a bit scared what was about to happen, “Y/n,i’m in love with you,your gorgeous,beautiful,stunning you are like a treasure to a pirate”he said gently,you were in a shock after what you just heard “Patrick,i love you too”you smiled at him.he kissed you from happiness witch you never thought he would do because he was Patrick Bateman,obviously.After that you made food(meat soup)”mhmm…. im still suprised that he just confessed to me”you were thinking by yourself

part 2 coming soon

im tired so yall have to wait for a part 2

#patrick bateman #american psycho #patrick bateman x female reader #female reader

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lesbiangummybearmafia · 2 months

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I was watching a blog I follow the person in course of her week had gone to see the 2nd Dune movie. Was explaining her feelings between the two. That to the first to one her and her boyfriend had felt that cinematic masterpiece and that every frame of it had such symbolism. And it would be seen as one of greatest film.

This where I started to laugh my ass off...I couldn't help myself! I don't know if this going be a generational thing with new Dune movies or what. See I'm GenX, you know the generation who got the original Dune movie with Patrick Stewart and Sting in it, director by David Lynch. Which not being a huge fan of Dune in general have to say is the superior version. And if I'm not mistaken is a cult classic.

The genZ version well first and most importantly is boring as watching paint dry. It took me a total of 3 times to get through the new Dune because I kept falling asleep. On my 2nd try I started watching it in afternoon so I thought I'd stay awake... nope that movie put out then too. The only way got through the thing was I finished as soon I woke up one morning. Mostly because I was fucking annoyed!

I'll agree it looks great but outside that compared to original, it has issues it lags too long through out, some of casting choices were well badly chosen not just one. The remake which it is, lacks any real depth of feelings to it. It's been sterilized for 21st century audience. Nothing about the remake will made me well feel... anything.

Where the original is dripping with atmospheric anxiety. It's dark, uncomfortable, slightly creepy, gross at times, scary, full of magic, space monsters, spice/drugs, worms that are actually fucking frightening.

The remake took all of David Lynch interesting greatest and dumped bleach all over until shined all pretty, took all the personality with it.

The dialogue...omg the dialogue, the number one thing that put me to sleep was just horrible. I mean it was a killer in the original too but at least with everything else going in the original I can get through it. But the new one it was as dry as Arrakis!

Ok I'm going to say it and everyone can throw rocks at me I don't care. Timothée Chalamet was not the right casting choice to play Paul Atreides. Not Unless he in his character changes a lot in the what movie 2 and 3 for who his to become. I don't buy him pulling off!

I think a big issue now with a lot of remakes are just being sterilized for a new audience. We wouldn't of seen the original Dune now...which is really sad. Because the three new Dune movies we're going to get now together will never be as good as the original Dune made in 1984.

#dune #dune part 2 #original dune #dune movie #1984 vs remake #one may be a cinematic masterpiece but its not the one your thinking of #david lynch #denis villeneuve #genx vz genz

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toiletbulges · 1 year

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Tales from the Log 3

It was late one evening and i was sitting on one of the logs, grunting out a log. I was sitting reading a free paper i had found in a bin, When suddenly this bloke appeared. No shirt just trousers and sandals. He went “OMG i am so sorry, i was just wondering looking for somewhere to sleep tonight” I said its fine during a grunt. I ain't fussed anymore seeing me having a shit. He went would it be ok if he could quickly have a dump as well then he would be off. I said sure. He sat down and started shitting and grunting loudly. He seemed like he the runs. As he was sitting in front of me I noticed he didnt have any underwear on either. I asked where he has been sleeping. He said he was laying in the churchyard bench for the last few months, but it had become slighly dangerous and they had started locking it. He said he didnt have anything belongings at all just the trousers and sandals. I asked where he was trying to sleep tonight. He said “im looking for a bit of tree coverage” At this point, Patrick came on up (naked) , and said “Oh who is your friend “ I explained the situataion and patrick just said as he was farting “your staying with us”. The bloke, who we found out was Gary said “Are you sure” We both said yes.

We finished shitting, and walked back to the camp. It was strange sight , us 2 naked and him clothed. Brian and Peter said hi, and agreeed he could stay. Gary asked about our clothes situation. We explained, and he just laughed and said, well i have trousers if anyone needs to go into town, but nothing else.

It became dark. With only 2 sleeping bags now, it was decided Gary was going to squeeze in with me and peter as it was the larger of the bag. He actually asked “shall i take my trousers off, as i would be naked” We laughed “well we are already naked so nothing to worry about”

It was tight but we slept. In the night Gary got up, farting, heading to the log. He came back and apologisded for waking us up. I said “no worry, hurry up its getting cold in here”

Next morning, me and peter woke up first and got up. Gary just stayed laying down. We said “we are heading to the logs, you coming” He said “I will be in a miniute” I joked “well if your worried about us seeing your morning wood, dont worry we are all awake and naked , and i felt yours in my back earlier as your was snoring” He seemed a bit more relaxed and got up. We all sat down farting on the logs, then sat around eating some of the food we had.

We found out Gary had IBS so he spent a lot of time on the logs! He started out wearing his trousers, but soon became more relaxed being naked around us, to try and save his trousers and skidmarks inside them!

#homeless guy #homeless #toilet story

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msookyspooky · 1 year

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When u are so bored and sleepy that you scroll to sleep...

The treasures of memories I found...

Your first ever post!

My first ever ask

Me telling you who my yn is

The first ever chapter of the series...

Plus there was also the sad time when I was literally pestering you to do that Micheal Langdon x daughter of James Patrick March fic.... Btw would u do it?.....

JK JK, IT WAS FUNNY THOUGH.....

Omg I can't believe my first post was a rb of a Tim Burton beauty and the beast 🤣😯 This actually was originally going to be a digital fanart blog but then I was strapped for money, decided to offer my writing on Fiverr, realized ppl actually didn't mind my writing, didn't like writing the topics I had to write for others, quit, missed writing, had the urge to write a Scream fanfic of poly!ghostface after lurking on @polyghostfacehours blog for a while and here we are! 😅

Actually I'm thinking of offering certain fics ideas as commissions (Can be private or posted whichever) one day in the future. Not rn but maybe one day so it's not as crazy as you think 😉 but rn I'm still getting tons of requests I need to go through + the finishing touches on TT (I WAS gonna post Friday but ISTG something always happens in life that puts writing on the back burner but the chapter I'm nervous about bc I don't want it too be ooc or rushed however things HAVE to come to a head. It's like 75% done and hopefully sometime this week it'll be released and the last chapter of TT until 4)

#thank u for this aura!! 🥰🥰🥰 wd #we definitely have some good memories on this blog 🖤🖤🖤🖤

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Omg I love the would you rathers so much- anyway here are my answers:

1. I’m sorry, but I am absolutely chomping. I feel like he’d still make a sexual reference either way, like “Damn, you’re that excited to go down on it? 😏”

2. Yeah Jennifer is getting someone else. Best part is I can get rid of a guy I don’t like!

3. I would never do that to Bubba 😭, I’ll take one for the team. My no-major injury streak had to end sometime

4. Look, Patrick is the one of the many people I’d rather not make an enemy with, so I’ll gladly go sleep on the couch. Chances are someone else might tell him to shut up though.

5. I do not trust Chucky within an inch of my life. Jason will at least be courteous and withhold on the chopping, can’t say the same for Michael but if I’m quick enough, I can get by without a stab wound.

6. Omg this one was so hard. I guess I’ll go with Beetlejuice. At least I can make him go away

7. As a child of divorced parents, going into the kitchen with two people are arguing will be just like old times. If I want chips I’m getting chips

8. Well, I have no idea how hard she’s flinging that table. So sorry Carrie, as much as I would like to help you, I’d rather not possibly die by table

9. So my favorite Slasher is Jason and my favorite Non-favorite is Pennywise. I honestly don’t know if either of them really need my help, but if I had to pick one…..I’ll save Penny. Jason has a history of coming back after dying so he’ll be up and going again soon. Penny can only do so much against an adult

10. I’m going to Mama Voorhees, I think she’ll appreciate the honesty. If I go to Freddy, I’ll have to owe him a favor, and something tells me he’ll take full advantage of that

11. Truth. God knows what they’d make me do as a dare.

12. Again, a very hard choice. I guess I’ll go with Patrick, at least he’ll try to make me look flattering.

13. I would definitely want Penny to turn into Freddy. It would come as no surprise to anyone if “Freddy” flirted with Pam. Plus, it’d be kinda funny seeing Jason chuck Freddy through the wall lol

What are your answers though? 👀

I'm so glad you liked them XDD

Oh he sure would- that or he'd be over dramatic and toony and, like, you would see his soul would crack inside his eyes XDD

Exactly!! I'm glad this is the consensus so far XDD Like, Jennifer's telling ya'll that A sacrifice must be made., and you're just going 'Okay! :D :D :D I have a list!'

That's very brave of you ^^ ^^ XD Bubba should make you a stew.

Oh same. We can brave the living room together! I think if we build the best fort- it should be fine. Haha

Again, guys-

I just don't think these are the actions of a polite boy!! This is a bitter old man!

6. Hahahaha, I'm glad it was hard 😈😈😈

7. Sameeee!! Don't mind us, guys, just gettin cheezels. Hey do we have- Hey. Hey. HEY- DO WE HAVE THE CHICKEN FLAVOUR??

8. Good call 😅

9. Good point!! We shouldn't worry too much about Jason. He's stubborn ^^ Also- same as Fox Anon!

10. Very honourable!! And you now may befriend Jason because you're pure! Congrats!

11. OKAY YOUR TRUTH! Here we go- from Billy and Stu: Would you live inside Christine, a car, if she allowed you to do so??

12. Ohhh, good choice!! Yeah, and you'd probably get some really nice, expensive digs out of the deal!

13. Its always funny to see Jason take the hammer to Freddy XD I agree.

Thank you for your answers!!! They're were great! Also thank you for the opportunity to give my answers, too! ^^ They're below if you're interested ^^

I'm eating that popsicle normally. I canNOT bite cold things, or hot things, or wood- My teeth are SO SENSITIVE!! If he has a reaction, oh well that sounds like a him problem and he can deal with it.

I'm sure I can find someone for her...

I kinda wanna meet Aubrey II!! 😅😅😅 So yeah, I'll go! Bubba can stay inside and have a tea. But I'm gonna see if I can, like, drop some food down from above somehow.

Couch!! Patrick is scary. Bring all your blankets and pillows and books for the fort. Also chocolate- we'll need rations.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, this one was hard!! I think I have to go with Jason and Michael too, though! I'd rather be manhandled to death (What? Look me in the eyes and tell you that some of those gifs of Michael holding women against walls with knives and yanking them around doesn't do something to you. Look me directly in the eye- ) then whatever that dreaded big red button does... God forbid.

Drayton!~ I love Drayton ^^ And I'm very good at listening. And-

... no no no- No. No. NO

7. Like I said, I'm with you here.

8. ... *sigh* I'm probably gonna get concussed. Bring on the table!

9. Favourite Slasher? Freddy. Favourite Non-Slasher? Probably Aubrey II now!

... I would love to see this fight XD And I would probably try to save Aubrey II. Like you said- Slashers have a knack for comin back.

10. If Freddy can help me I'm going to him. That way- if it all goes south still and Pam finds out anyway- I'm not going down alone. I am taking him with me. Ha

11. Oh dear god. ... truth...

12. Oh!! Oh! This is hard. I... hmmmm... I'm gonna go with Jerry. He might be nicer to me 😅😅 And he does have a good sense of style.

13. Oof... the thought of real Chucky being oh so confused and wondering why the hell Tiffany is throwing shit at him again is hilarious... But yeah, option B. I'd rather get Freddy chucked out a window then cause a divorce.

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hiiiiii. i’m. so fucking emotionally drained rn slash pos. is this what cocaine feels like???? when i said they were not gay but in love I DIDN’T KNOW WE WERE SUMMONING GINASFS?!?!? that’s legit one of my top five fob songs and they PLAYED IT. FOR THE FIRST TIME LIVE. LIKE EVER. i need to lie down for a hundred years except i can’t bc i have to work for the next few days. i can’t stop watching it. patrick patrick PATRIIIIICK SHE DID SO GOOD!!!! i noticed during the start of second verse he had what i can only describe as a “pre hiatus” energy, the brim of his hat was covering his eyes, his hand movements felt very “idk what to do with my hands” which he had a LOT of in pre hiatus fob days, it just felt like. omg. omg!!!!!!!!!!!!! bestie i’m going to a show this summer. i won’t fucking survive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she was so high quality tonight aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA. i have to sleep but i’m gonna be vibrating like a phone for the rest of the night GOODNIGHT!!!! ALSO CONGRATS ON FINISHING YOUR FIRST YEAR OF COLLEGE YAAAAAY!!!! PEACE N LOVE!!!!!!!!!!! <3!!!!!!!!!!

HIIIII sorry for not answering this last night i was soooo tired after the show was over fjdnfkfn BUT LITERALLY that whole show was such a high i. did we manifest ginasfs on accident???? bff i think we did . they did that for YOU w it being one of your most favs omg <333 and YEAH patrick did SOOOO good our babygirl was so confident so happy having so much fun 💕💕💕 it makes me so happy to see especially like. she was giving such pre-h vibes during ginasfs but more confident???? made me absolutely insane!!!!!!!! i want him!!!!!!!! this summer is gonna be SO much getting sm content and actually seeing them live too. my god we are not surviving!!!!!! especially if patrick keeps being like That every show!!!!!!!! hope u slept well despite being on a fucking high bc of fob!!!!!! peace n love!!!!!!!!

#ALSO THANK U!!!!!!!!#also also so evil u have to work all of us should be able to be fob girlies for pay #asks #peace n love anon

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welcome to me writing all my thoughs while watching stranger things because i binged it alone and i really needed this (its waaay longer than it actually needed to be and theres so many typos please dont read this if you dont want to its very stupid)

Finn kNOWS what he's doing while looking at eddies lips like that omfg Mike wheeler Is so bisexual

MAX STOP BEING SO BISEXUAL

babes... u good

IM GONNA CRY

i love steve listening to robbies gay rambling bye

they are weed buddies. WEED BUDDIES. im so dead

MORE SWEAR WORDSSSSSS YESS

whys everyone so gayyy godddd

i love mike wheeler so much

MAX ILY

"tell me things!" funniest line in the whole episode

Eddie and the basketball dude fucked idc

FUCKING CLOCK

adopt me, eddie munson

angela can fucking die idec

THE LITTLE WALK

nononononononononnoononononononoon el babes

they are sibilings

STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

NOT THE WELL FIC IT TOGETHER JWBFKWGRMWDIGHRNGMMD

WHAT

Joyce byers my role model no literally i love her

rootting for jopper

HDJREHDK WLGPEFKQMFVNWLFLQMD

THE SOBS I CAN'T

my boy lucas... shit

im so happy abt vickie and robin i can't explain

not fucking tammy thompson

steve judgig Robins women taste

Notntkgotnitntot the cruxjberugjsknfks the crush the xurhs fucking shit sjkremfnwmd

lucas come here

ETICA WUEEN GODFESS MY LOVE OMGOGMOGMGOGMGIGMOGMGOGMLGNGIRN

she's the moment

i love her sm

"but vecna lives" stop manifestating edds

not lucas being there when his friends are not like por boy having his super importante momento imma cry

PATRICK that's His name Patrick and Eddie fucked

SIDE NOTE HERE I GOT IT WRONG HIS NAME IS JASON BUT I DON'T WANT TO CHANGE IT

sinclairs my beloveds

not the betrayal omfg poor lucas

not the fucking radio the fuskfnsldsl

max has a DOG????

oh mí poor girl

she's doing bAD BAD

ITS NOT EVEN HER DOG WHAT I LOVE HER

Holy fucking shit

i don't think chrissy really needs any drugs tbh

WHAT

oh so we are in for SCARY

i think it's brenner

vecna is actually brenner u guys u heard it hear first

watch me be wrong

OH NONONONONONONO NOT THE FLOATING

IM SCARED SHIRTLESS FOR MAX WJAT

Nononononononononono

CHRISSY

NOOOO

KQNDMWBDKWNDMD

whahdtwkfmwnfmd

SIR

hpppppp

OMGOMGOGMOGMGIGMGOGMOGMGIGKFIGKIGKGKGMG

WE ARE GETTING THE SCENE

OH???????

OMFG

YOUBGUYS

Hoppp

qqsdjkqndwkmfnfgkkrfkkfkfkfkfkfkfkdjdjfjfjf

oh i love this show sm

MAXXIE

NOWODLSLDKDKDKKDKS

the buttetfly Is really doing it to me

Max babes

SHIT

id watch this show monsters or not tbh

Nos im truly fucking scared for más and the floating shit

i swar if she DIES

poor eddie

Susan looks so bad poor woman

k but Max sleeping in oversized tshirts

im very very scared im not even kidding Max can't fue or i will

she won't her bf and big Bro Steve are gonna save her

YES CALI GANG LETS GOOO

omgogmgomgogmgogkgomgogmgkglgmglg

yeyeyeyeyete mileven reinion

JE LOOKS SO BAD SJES SO SMITTEN

OMGOGMGOGKGOKGIGG

she's so jappy

IM GONNA VRU

SJE LIKES YELLOW AND PURPLE I LOVE HER

i love mike

poor will

shit tjisbis so awkward

Im gonna cry

"so awkward" yes

i love her

ELL YOUR VRUSJ IS SO OBVIOS

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im gonna cry bye

OMG i love Robin being a lesbian

i love their friendhsip

Robin being gay me

she looks so good un that uniform

them simping for women together yes

nononono

fuck

FUCK

LUCAS

NONONO

WHAT

YES

What

yes

usjdbksndsndnd LUCAS

give this man love

shit

nonono i hate Patrick but tjisbis like

oh poor nance

my gal

Fred is kinda cool ngl i like him

IM SCARED FOR MAX

like so scared

IT'S HAPPENING

ohhh max has feeelings spooky for her right? poor gal

poor kiddos tbh

Let them breathe

Max im so scared for u

shit

don't say it

AMMDMSDNSNDNSNDNS

ms henderson ily

NOT THE ENZO NONONONONO

nonono i hadnt read it all but OMGOGMGOMEHFSKJFSJ im dead

ENZO YOU GUYS ENZO

im dead

poor Joyce

i love Joyce

MANSMANSMDNDJNWFNEUKFFOQUFUWOFKWLFKWJFUWOFKWNFNQMD

HOP

HOPPER

NOOOO

Is that a bullet hole? do i wanna know?

poor man

i love them

he has such a crush poor boy

Jon knows

YES I LOVE TJIS SONG

KSKDSKKD BITHCIN

poor el fuck

HES WEARING SANDALS LMAO

"why si you keep lying?" (

poor will poor el poot mike

VOMIT GREEN SOCKS HES GONNA LOOK SO LAME I LOVE HIM

poor el

oh my good poor el

i love them

WILL DEF HAS A CRUSH ON MIKE HES GONNA GET JIS HEART BROKEN

let her die in a hole

THEY CALLED MIKE TWIG JRJSJD THEY KNOW

LUCAS HI

oh poor patrick

"she's straigh as a arrow" k

they fuckeddddd

oh poor pat

oh Patrick (

OMGOMGOGLOGG FAMILY VIDEO CONTENT

YES GO DUSTI

YES THE GANGS BACK

steves jealous i love iy

did she just call them toddlers

Fred i like u im sorry

nance go to therapy it's good u

freds so cool

MAX MAYFIELD A FRIEND OGMOGMGOGMEJSKJFWJDJ

WHAT

FRED???????

FREDDIE???????

OH SHIT

oyyhyyyyyyyyyy

shit

IF HE DIES

if ANYONE does tbh

poor Freddie getting in all this bullshit

jon u should also go to therapy

JANCY DANGER NOOO

fuck

JON ILY OMGOGKRIWKDJWJDHWJD QHATWBYWQHDD

mmmmmaaybe Jon and argyle should kiss but shh

poor jon

argyle is so cool

oh no this scenes sad

LMAO MIKES FACE

OH HE CALLED HER JANE IT'S SO SAD

im gonna cry

poor girl

will ily

he's got so much on him

OH SHIT

sjitajitshitjwurjwifjsks

shit

BITCH

FUCK ANGELA

mikes face (

((((

ELLIE

MIKES FACE BEST BF AWARD

I LOVE THIS MAN

OH NO EL

im getting so sad over els face it's so real

Mike and wills faces poor boys love el so much

NONONONO

milles so good at this get bad actors im suffering

Mike ily

i missed him so much

OMG

Joyce is so smart btw i love her

WHAT

well fuck then

IM SORRY THE TRUCK???

oh no poor lucas

nonono

LUCAS ILY

oh shit oh shit

NONONONO

oh Patrick....

poor lucas

"hey, not fair!" LMAO

Robins tinga yessss

they are so smart

her little laugh

THE SCENE

Wayne i love you

protect Freddie at all costs

k so maybe it's not brenner

FRED

FRED!!!!!!!

THE FUCKING CLOCK

im scared for max. again.

i won't be able to deal with anyones deaths im so scared

freddieeeee

bald hopper..

poor hop he's been through ssO MUCH

Joyce my queen

this people are so smart

green like els old bedrooms door

YES GO JOYCE

love Murray just

Mike ily

SHIT

don't fight (

he likes u Mike leave him alone

MIKE

NONONO

don't fight u guys

A YEAR WAIT WHAT

SHIT THE WERE FRIENDS

they free so much they had to make it a year omg i didn't realize

poor will

im actually so sad it's been a year fucking covid

don't cru ellll

don't leave room for spooky shit to happen

i hate this season and imma keep hating uy until everyone s happy again

go u el

i love el

poor el

OH NO YOU SHUT UP

i hope she does is that bad

GO U EL

OMG IS SJE GONNA

YES

YES SJE IS

FUCK

WAIT

aawhat

shit sjriwbjfsknesmfks

oh no oh no oh no

nononono

this season doesn't actually exist

so.. csttir moment

Whaywhwhwts

what ejstebwyts

im sorry for all the typos understand them ig won't bother to correct them

OMGOGKOGMGOG

i hate this be happy again i wanna go back yo s

if sje sees the clock......

kkk we are fine nos

A YEAR????? hate covid so much but this suffering has been going on for A YEAR FOR ALL OF THEM? no. i quit.

JWFBSK THE INSTRUMENT MOTION I LOVE ROBIN

i love this gang

i miss scoop troop

poor eddie

FRED

i need him to be okay

don't let this happen again to her

dude poor Glen

Fred don't die it'san order

NONONONO WHAT

welcome to soph being scared for max for like the millionth time in two chapters

HE SAID THE THING

Fred Fred Fred don't die fred

FRED

bye

poor fred

im gonna rewatch the season as soon as i finish it btw

nonono freD

FRED

this all makes me so scared for max im in such fear rn

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

oh when Nancy fines out

this season is creepy creepy

SHIT

EVEN MORE SHIT

oh hell nah

WAS HE RECHARGING OR

still cabt hey over tje favt it's been a yest

thE CREEL HOUSE

shit

shit fucking shit

oh this poor random woman

oh she's not random

ohhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH

fuck fuck

don't call el a pet u bitch

I MISS S1 NOW WHY DID U DO THIS TO ME

HSKFKSD SHE'S SO NOT DEAD

OHHHHH U ARE WAAAY OFF

oh no

oh nonono

don't drag el into this bs pls

oh fuck poor el

poor el jon stop

fuck fuck

ATE THEY HIGH LMAO

poor Mike el and will lmao

not lmao im suffering

ITS BEEN A YEAR 😭😭😭😭

HI MURRAY

the dinner msmdmamdmsndmsdm

im so sad bye

they are so bad at this lmao

doesn't joy realize lmao

the red eyes.... bruh

poor will lmao

OMG IM SUFFERING

STFU MURRAY

shit

passive agressive Mike what

mile joyve?

NO SHIT MURRAY

fuxkkkkkkkkk

ELS ROOM U GUYS

nononononononono

nononono the flasjbaxks nlnononono

poor el

omg i snesed something of this Sort bit NOOOOO

fUCK

DEMOBATS no stop gimme a break

ITS BEEN a YEAR 😭😭

THE CREEL HOUSE

omfofmgogmofmfofkgofmfkfmejskd

oh Holy shit

oh no

back w mu brenner theory u guys not happy abt it

a YEAR 😭😭

oh fucking shit

LUCAS

mmmmm this smells weird idk if i like this storyline v much..........

BE HAPPY PLS

a YEAR 😭😭🔫😭😭😭

LUCAS

fuck

LUCAS DON'T DO TJIS FOR TJE WRONG READONS

cerebro still going yasss

a usar of dustin and Suzie omgogmgl

THE LITTLE LOOK between rob and ed........

fuck

IDIOTS

FREDDIEEEEEEE

im not ever gonna like ANYONE again bc they DIE

poor Nancy

OMG GANG JOIN

omg she's vruinh poornnanxu sonluch traima

FUCKING TYPOS

Cali ganhh

don't be awkward pls ok sad

NOOOO not the eghos

Mike wheeler in blue.

Mike ily

poor will he's not even trying to hide it

SHES REDOINH TJE-

MSMSMANSNSN

A YEAR

they are botj wearing flannels msmdsmdm

shit

she's been crying sm

A YEAR

oh hes mad

he's trying

ohohh lohoohohohoh

oh my baby

ANYWHERE im dead

like im a monster nononono

NOOOOOO

oh no

he didn't say love

oh no

oh nooooo

shitttt

fuck

FUCK

ok so scared

BE HAPPY

you didn't just saubthatvmike

MICHAEL

they are all so miserable

JANE HOPPER

step brother mum step brother mum

HE CARES SM FOR HER

ofmofmfogmfomgogkgogmglkgkfkfkdjsksj

bye

fuck

NOOOOOO

nononono

fuck

i hate this season im so sad

"i promise"

ohhhhhhhhhhnonono

you should have

YOUR CHILDREN

oh does she just now realize

STOP BEING MISERABLE I WAITED SO MUCH FOR THIS

ohhh the sceneeee

Hi Hop

Hop speakig russian fills my soul

uH????????

shit

goddddd im so stressed

HIS EYES WHEN JOYCE IS MENTIONED

sad el hasnt even been mentioned once

OH NONONO

ohhhhhh nononono

stop spitting ew

ughhhhhhhh

MAX IS WEARING THE CLOTHES

LMAO Steve it's notnfunny but it is

poor fred

pOOR NANCY

ojjhhhh

smart bastarda

A YEAR

he valla her nance

don't die nance

NANCY

listen to steve

oh shit what wait

stancy....

LMAO DRIVER MAX

funniest scene

RONANCE????????

#strangerthings #stranger things 4

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notsoberrysims4 · 2 years

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The Roswells rehearse in the house's small music room, but they're still choosing their song. Ted: Everyone loves a classic, and there ain't a person alive who don't love 'I Walk The Line'. Meredith: Awww, I do love that song, but we need something for the young folks who'll be voting. What was that one the kids were playing? 'I Don't Want This Night To End'? Or that Carrie Underwood one about 'The Fighter'? Izzy: Why don't you try all three, and we'll see which we're most comfortable with?

Dark Devotion are one of the more unusual acts we've had on the show. Caleb: We've been making music a long time. Like, fifty year- Lilith: FIVE years. We've been making THIS type of music for five years, but we have been interested in music all our lives. Caleb: And even more so since I've been dead- Lilith: TIRED. Since you've been dead tired, you've found it useful to listen to music to help you relax and sleep at night. Caleb: ... Yes. Yes, that's it. So our music is gentle and relaxing Lilith: Gothic darkwave synthpop. Practically ambient ...

Let's get to know Some Precinct better. So, Kim and Corin are siblings, and the rest of you met at high school summer camp? Kim: Yes, that's right. We just got along really well, and now we're all at college together, we want to play some tunes, have some fun ... Skye: Set the world alight and be FABULOUS! Maia: Well, not literally alight! It's all about the music, really. I'm going to be doing some vocals, too, which I'm looking forward to. Kim: She's amazing! I can't wait for people to hear you, Maia! Maia: Awww, thanks, hon. I am a little worried about switching vocalists after the audition. Kim: But you have the better voice, at least for this type of song. I get it, though, I'm really nervous, too, about changing things up at this stage of the process. I hope we don't get penalized for trying something new.

*The camera cuts to footage of the band rehearsing a cover of Skunk Anansie's 'Weak'. Maia's voice is impressive! It's all very stirring* Kieran: We're so lucky to have Maia in the band. And Kim, too, of course. We're all just really excited to be here. It's a great opportunity. Corin: We're here to have fun, but we're also in it to win it!

Dark Water also met at camp - the same camp that Some Precinct and Iron Crown attended! How does it feel to be competing against your friends? Kaley: Well, a lot of us went to high school together, so we've known each other a long time. Valeria: Yeah, and I think Calvin has dated ... uh ... everyone ... Calvin: I don't really define my sexuality or who I'm dating or whatever. Valeria:He's just a delicious slut! *Lucas blushes* Valeria: OMG, even you! Lucas: We just ... it was just youth-ful ex-plor-ation, just messing around. *He giggles again, shyly* But I'm all Peyton's now. Peyton: Yeah, we hooked up in the first semester at college. I answered an ad for a roommate and when I got there, it was Lucas! Lucas: We knew each other before, but we never- Peyton: We had different friends- Lucas: Mixed in different circles, and I didn't even know she was into music! Peyton: Your FACE when I started practising guitar! Lucas: I was like, where have you BEEN all my life! Heheheh. We started dating within a month.

Valeria: I'm still thinking about you and Calvin. Gawd, that's so hot! Mmmm ... *Lucas covers his hands with his face, giggling and blushing* *Calvin winks flirtatiously at Valeria* We had better move on to the next contestant before we have to postpone the contest to take cold showers!

Unaware that the cameras are rolling, Malcolm Landgraab grabs Tyler and asks for a chat ... in private. He has something urgent and important to tell him. I wonder what that is about ...?

Let's catch up with Iron Crown. So, you went to school with members of Dark Water and Some Precinct, right? JJ: Yes, some of us did, and the rest of us met at camp. Within the band, though, Carla and Jack and I have been hanging out since we were kids, and then we poached Calvin's cousin Patrick from their old band. Patrick: They were like, 'Come play with us! We have cookies!'

Now to catch up with our solo acts. Rose and Tyler are both 18 years old, both about to start a Communications degree, and they're competing against each other. So how's that working for you? Rose: Oh, we both saw the poster at the same time, so we made the decision together to enter. The mayor, Ted Roswell, has offered me an internship during the holidays, but he's in the competition, too, so we're going to defer that until next summer. He's offered a place to Tyler, too. Tyler: Yes, it would be great if we could all win, but only one of us can win, so if I win, great, but if Rose wins, I'm still happy. Rose: We're just happy to be taking part.

*The interviewer leaves, but doesn't realise the camera is still rolling* Tyler: You CHEATED on me with my COUSIN?! Rose: I didn't think we were exclusive! Anyway, who even told you? Tyler: M- Hey, that's not important. I just can't believe that you did this to me! Rose: I didn't think you'd react this way! You were the one wanting to try new things! Tyler: You are UNBELIEVABLE! We are OVER!

Oh dear. This is going to make it hard for either of them to focus on the competition, and they are due on stage in just a few hours ...

#the sims 4 #ts4 story #the sims story #not so berry

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k-ky · 3 years

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Nelson Piquet, Nigel Mansell and Patrick Tambay (with a flower in his hair courtesy of Piquet), Brazilian GP, 1984

#nelson piquet #nigel mansell #patrick tambay #omg we are sleeping on patrick #hes really cute??????#classic f1 #retro f1 #patrick: im shy uwu #also patrick: goes APESHIT on the podiums

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maybethings · 4 years

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I have become quite excellent at reporting things after the fact so - this happened. Yes that Martha Wells, yes that Patrick Weekes, now I sleep for a bajillion hours because the stream was at 4 am local time.

Don’t ask how it happened; I know very good people who are also very loud.

#low power high audacity was gow we ended up describing it #um #martha just radiated quiet competency #patrick was nice #THEIR WIFE WAS SUPER NICE? OMG? uwu #egopost #i had a lot of fun #but i really do need a billion hours of sleep now

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imagines-r-s · 3 years

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silver - n. patrick

ok, so this is my first time writing anything to do with the NHL, so feedback is greatly appreciated

Nolan Patrick x reader

summary: the one where everyone around you is annoyed of how oblivious the two of you are

my requests are open-- taglist: @sortagaysortahigh

wc: 7.9k

a/n: this is one of my favorite things i’ve ever written omg. also huge shoutout to @barbienoturbby and @sunsetholland for reading this and for validation

warnings: angst, mutual pining, a few swear words, you and nol being oblivious, fighting, brief mention of injury

(gif not mine)

When you got the ‘SOS’ text from Nolan, you quickly assumed the worst. Knowing that he had just gotten out of practice you assumed he had gotten hurt during practice or he was dealing with another migraine and since it was your day off from your job as the Flyers trainer, you assumed the worst - one of your coworkers was there, but that didn’t mean that Nolan would go to them. You were caught even more off guard when he sent a second text a few minutes later, ‘i’m picking you up in 15. be ready’

The cryptic messages from your best friend weren’t helping your confusion, so you decided the best option was to call him. He picked up shortly after the second ring, “Hey y/n/n, what’s up?”

“What’s up? That’s all you have to say after those wack text messages?”

“Um, when you put it like that? Then yes,” you didn’t have to see his face to know that he was smirking, “anyways, I just parked, so I’ll be up to your apartment soon, bye.”

With that, he ended the call, once again adding to your confusion. Deciding the only thing you could honestly do, you got up from your couch and got dressed. You were halfway through getting your hair done when you heard the door to your apartment unlock.

Walking towards the door you saw Nolan, his hair still somewhat wet since he rushed here after practice. “Okay, do I get some form of explanation, or are you just going to stand there?”

“Look, I kinda fucked up. But just hear me out, okay?” he rushed out as he paced your living room.

“What do you mean you kinda fucked up?”

“Okay, so... at practice, me and the boys were talking about the charity gala that’s this Friday and a few comments might have been made about how I don’t have a date.”

“Let me guess. And your dumbass went, ‘I have a date, blah, blah, blah, who just happens to work for our team and you all know her’ and I got roped into the equation?” you said, jokingly.

“Wait, how’d you know?” he said with no hint of humor in his voice.

“Wait, you’re serious? I just assumed you needed me to find you a date? But you said I was your date?” heat rushed to your face at the thought of being Nolan’s fake date to the gala. You don’t know how you’re supposed to make it a whole night while having to pretend to be his.

He simply nodded in response, “Please, y/n/n. It would mean so much. You obviously don’t have to and I can just say you can’t make it or whatever, but-”

“Nol, it’s fine,” you said, cutting off his rambling, “I’m pretty sure I need a dress though.”

Nolan’s smile grew when he heard what you said, “Yeah, that’s why I came here. I kinda figured you’d say yes anyway, so it just kinda worked out.”

“Oh, don’t try to act all cocky on me now, you were just pacing my living room in fear that I would say no.”

“Besides the point. Anyways, let’s go get you that dress,” Nolan said, grabbing your hand and leading you out the apartment. You did your best to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as your hand intertwined with his.

“So, what does your suit look like?” you asked as you glanced around the store for a dress. “Oh, I was just thinking simple black, but I’ll match the tie with whatever color your dress or shoes are. We have to make sure they think we’re actually together.”

“Y-yeah. You’re right,” his words hurt you a little more than they should have. He was right. This wasn’t real and if you didn’t sell it well enough then Nolan would get the backhand of it. “What if I got that black dress over there?” you pointed to a simple off the shoulder black dress with a slit up to your mid-thigh,” and then get colorful shoes that you can get a tie to match?”

You missed the way Nolan gulped when you were busy looking for your size. He already knew the dress would look amazing on you, so when you found your size he knew he was in for it. “I’m going to go try this on real quick, I’ll be back,” you said before making your way to talk to an associate there.

As soon as you stepped out of the dressing room in the dress, he knew he was screwed. His mind immediately going places that it shouldn’t have.“Nol, what do you think?” you asked, snapping him out of his thoughts. He was thinking a lot more than he should have. “Oh, uh, you look beautiful, y/n,” he forced out.

“I feel like this look would need a statement necklace or something to go with it, to kinda draw it all together, you know,” you said before doing a spin, “I don’t think I’m going to get it though.”

“You’re getting it,” he insisted. He didn’t care about the price, he knew that the dress was meant for you. He didn’t care that he might only see it once, but he could tell you loved the dress. He also loved you in the dress.

Whenever you got home that night, you were met with your roommate in the kitchen. “So, you going to tell me where you and Nolan were all day? And don’t try to deny it, I heard your conversation this morning about the gala,” Mae teased.

Mae had known you long enough to know how you felt about Nolan, she also knew Nolan well enough to know how he felt about you. Being the photographer for the Flyers, gave her an insight into the many interactions that you and Nolan had - both of you always looking for the other when there’s practice or a game, stolen glances when he’s on the bench, and him going out of his way to see you in your office (even when he isn’t hurt). She knew that if the two of you just said how you felt, that the two you would be happy with each other.

“If you heard our conversation, I don’t know why you’re asking what we did. We went shopping, that’s all.”

“Have y’all confessed your love for each other yet? Or is it still ‘unknown’ information?”

“It’s all very one-sided and you know that.”

“Not according to Kevin,” you scoffed.

“Okay, so one person says otherwise.”

“Or TK, or Hartsy, or-”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“Pretty much anyone on the Flyers roster would agree with me,” Mae said, making sure her point was clear. Even with everything she said, you still didn’t believe her. “You should honestly just talk to him. And maybe actually be honest about how you feel for once.”

“Anyways, I have to go shower now. I still have to get some stuff ready for the gala tomorrow,” you left before she could say anything more.

…..

Nolan had decided to take it upon himself to make sure you had the best possible day that you could. Since he didn’t have practice, he decided to go to your favorite bakery and get you breakfast and your favorite coffee. Knowing that you most likely wouldn’t be up for a while, he swung by a jewelry shop to get you a necklace to go with your dress to ‘bring the look together’.

“Hello sir, how can I help you today?” the salesperson said when Nolan walked in.

“Oh, so I was wondering if you had any type of hockey charms? Or initial charms?”

“Yes, we do actually. Silver or gold?”

“Definitely silver,” he said, thinking back to your shoes and his tie.

“Alright, if you’ll follow me,” the man led Nolan over to a glass display, directing him to the sports charms that they had. When Nolan saw the hockey charms, he smiled at the thought of you wearing it. “And what initial did you want, sir?”

“An ‘N’ “

After he paid for the necklace he made his way towards your apartment. Using the spare key you had given him when you took into account how many times he came over, he opened your front door.

“I still forget the fact that you have a key,” Mae said looking up from the couch, “Is that what I think it is?”

“Which thing?” Nolan said, setting his keys down on the counter. He noticed that you weren’t in the living room and assumed you were still asleep.

“I was just talking about the coffee and bag from the cafe, but is there something else?”

Nolan simply nodded, “yeah, I just want y/n to have a good day since she’s going with me to the gala.”

Mae eyed him suspiciously, “What else did you get her?”

“Huh?”

“You said ‘which thing’, which hints that there’s more than just coffee.”

“Oh, I got her a necklace for tonight.”

“Did you give her a key to your apartment and an engagement ring, too? Or is that next week?”

Nolan simply rolled his eyes at her statement, “It’s not like that.”

“It’s only that way because both of you are stubborn and oblivious. Did you get me a bagel or just her?” Mae said, glancing at the bag. Nolan nodded before getting everything out of the bag, “thanks, Nolan.”

He made his way towards your room, quietly opening the door to make sure not to wake you. Stopping for a moment at your door when he saw your sleeping form, before making his way to your bed. “y/n/n, I got you your favorite,” he said gently.

“Too early,” you groaned into your pillow, causing Nolan to laugh. “Babe, it’s 1 pm and Mae said you even went to bed early,” Nolan didn’t realize what he had said, but after hearing him say that nickname you were wide awake.

“It’s still too early,” you said, finally sitting up, “but what did you get me?”

“Your usual,” he handed you the bad when he noticed you had gotten settled against your headboard.

“Thanks, Nol. You know you don’t have to do-,” you paused as you noticed the jewelry box that he was still holding, “what’s in the box?”

“Oh, I-uh, I got you something for tonight. Obviously, you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to, I just thought it would look nice with the dress,” he wasn’t even sure what prompted him to get it.

“Show me,” you said, taking a drink of your coffee.

“What?”

“Nol, show me what you got me,” you chuckled at his obvious nervousness. He ignored the fear that you would hate it as he struggled to open the box. When he finally got the box open, he immediately passed the box over to you. The anxious feeling in his chest only grew when there was no immediate response from you.

“I, uh, wow. Nolan, you shouldn’t have. You didn’t have to do this, you know.”

“Y-yeah, I know. But you said you needed a necklace to go with it and you honestly deserve so much for agreeing to go with me,” he said, finally meeting your eyes. “You deserve the world, y/n/n,” he whispered, averting his gaze down to your lips. You weren’t sure if you imagined it or not, but when you looked back up at him, he had gotten closer than he was before.

“Nol,” you whispered, as you noticed that he was getting closer, his lips eventually ghosting over yours.

“Hey, Nol, these bagels are great are you sure that you got them from the usual cafe,” Mae yelled as she barged into your room, causing the two of you to practically jump away from each other.

“Um, yeah,” he stated, his voice laced with annoyance,” the same one that’s a block away. Just like the bag says.”

He immediately shot a glare your way at the sound of both you and Mae laughing, “god, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Don’t you agree, y/n?”

“Oh, yeah. For sure,” Nolan’s face softening at the sound of you laughing.

…..

Mae stayed in your room while you got ready for the gala - helping you out anytime you needed with either your hair or makeup. As she listened to you ramble about Nolan and the day you had yesterday, she knew she had to interfere. Quickly pulling out her phone, she pulled up the contact of the one person she knew who would help her out, who just happened to be Nolan’s best friend.

heyyy teeks, i need your help

tk: i feel like you only text me when you need something. but what’s up

y/n and nolan.

tk : oh ok, yeah. he said she was his date for tonight though? i just assumed they finally talked it out?

well, they’re going as the others ‘fake date’. i’m very impatient and they are very dumb, so i need you to think of something

tk : why can’t you think of something?

i won’t be at the gala + i’m out of ideas

After the exchange of many text messages, Mae and Travis finally had a plan to help their two dumbass friends finally talk about how they felt.

“Who are you texting?” you asked when you saw Mae furiously typing away.

“Oh, just asking Teeks about the practice schedule?” she said, quickly coming up with an excuse.

“You know we work at the same time? Right? Like our schedules are the exact same?”

“Oh, yeah. I just wanted to see when would be a good time to get some statements for the team’s Instagram stories.”

You nodded hesitantly,” for some odd reason, I don’t believe you. But I also don’t know if I really want to know.”

“Anyways, what time is Nol picking you up?”

“He should be here-,” stopping when you heard the front door unlock, “now.”

Before you were even able to stand up from your vanity, Mae was already at the door. “Woah, Nolan, who knew you could clean up well.”

“Wow, Mae. You’re always so nice to me,” Nolan grumbled in response, “where’s y/n/n?”

“She should be out soon. She looks hot as hell, by the way. I know you’ll see her, but I just thought I’d let you know beforehand.”

“Well, it is her. She always looks beautiful,” he said without a second thought.

“Ooooh, Nol. You getting soft on us? Over a girl? Gasp. Never saw that one coming.”

“Mae, shut the literal fuck up. I swear if you make one more joke about me and y/n, I’ll-” before he was able to finish his sentence, you had emerged from the hallway wearing the dress. The dress. The same dress that nearly made him pass out in the store. Except now, you also had on the necklace with his initial and the shoes that matched what he was wearing. “Wow.”

You giggled at his reaction, trying to ignore the heat that rushed to your face, “wow to you, too.”

“Was that you were saying, Nolan? I make one more joke about you and-” Mae interrupted, snapping both you and Nolan out of whatever trance you were in. Nolan saw the look of confusion cross your face, “I won’t get you any bagels next time I go out.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t!”

“I would, actually.”

“Okay, did I miss something?” you said, looking between your two best friends.

“No,” the both of them said simultaneously.

….. As the two of you entered the ballroom that the gala was taking place, you took note of the amount of orange, black, and white decorations filling the room. All the players were scattered throughout the ballroom with their dates, some dancing, some near the bar, others talking.

Nolan kept his arm wrapped around your waist as he led you near Travis and Joel, who were standing near the bar. He let his arm fall when you mentioned you needed to go talk to Ryanne and made his way over to the boys.

“Dude, I thought you were joking when you said you were bringing y/n as your date,” Joel said when he knew you were far enough away.

“She looks hot as hell, I say that respectfully. If Mae found out I said that - in any context - she would murder me,” Travis knew that what he was saying would have an effect on his friend, that’s exactly why he said it. This was the plan that he and Mae had agreed to, the plan they hoped would work.

Nolan clenched his jaw, his body becoming tense from the words that he had heard from his friends. “Ok, Travis,” he simply nodded, in hopes that the conversation would end there.

“I mean is she still single?” Joel added.

“Well, I mean, yes, but-”

“I might ask her out soon. I mean you said she was single, right?”

“Yeah, but-”

“Ooh, Farabee’s getting bold,” Travis added.

Before Nolan could get another word out, you had made your back to the boys. “Hey, Nols. Did you want to go dance with me?” you asked, using all the courage you had in you.

“No,” he inwardly grimaced at how sharp his answer came out, but he was upset. He knew you deserve someone better than him. All his insecurities were reaching the surface over a simple statement his friend had made.

“No?”

“Yeah, why don’t you ask Farabee,” your brows furrowed as you saw him get up and walk away, joining Carter and Hayes at a table.

“Um, what’s up with him?”

“Farabee made a joke about his hair,” Travis made up on the spot.

“Oh, his hair?” to which both boys nodded, “um, alright.”

Your thoughts were racing. You knew it was something other than a joke about his hair, he would have chirped back if it was something like that. You hesitantly agreed to dance with Joel, knowing that after you danced you need to talk to Nolan. You and Joel made small talk, but your mind was a thousand miles away. “I can tell your mind is on something else, what’s up?” Joel interrupted your thoughts.

“I know you didn’t say anything about his hair,” you shot him a pointed look.

Joel only chuckled in response, “oh yeah, me and Teeks were trying to get him to admit something about how he felt about you, but instead he got all snarky. It definitely defeated the purpose of the joke, but we didn’t expect him to not say anything. If you go to him and talk to him, I’m sure it’ll all be okay.”

Once the song that was playing ended, that’s exactly what you did.

Or at least that was what you planned on doing.

You knew that finally telling Nolan how you felt would be risky. That’s what had stopped you so many times. But right now, the stars seemed to have aligned. Every one of your friends was telling you that things were mutual and that nothing would go wrong if you were just honest. Everything was leaning in the right direction.

Until you hit a stop sign.

That stop sign being Nolan being nowhere in sight. And once you saw him, you wished you hadn’t. You watched from a distance as the person you were about to confess your feelings to had another girl in his arms. An ex-fling of his that he said he was over. Her making advances, him not necessarily ignoring them.

Quickly turning on your heel, you grabbed your phone out of your clutch and called Mae. “Hey babes. Are you calling to say you won’t be home and that you and Nol- are you crying?”

“Can you just come and get me? If you can’t I can get a ride home, but-” you sniffled.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. I’m on my way.”

Your feet led you towards the front lounge area near the entrance where you waited on Mae. You didn’t want to talk about anything, so you texted TK asking him to come to the front entrance.

“Love, what happened?”

“Nolan was- he was, uh. Fuck. tried to-to go talk to him and he was with his ex, but yeah. He was already avoiding me before and I was just wanting to tell him,” by the time you had finished explaining, Travis had already enveloped you in his arms.

“Nolan is an idiot, alright? He’ll realize his mistake, but don’t blame yourself, ok?”

Before you could respond, you got the text from Mae saying she was here. “Mae’s here.”

“Make sure you get some rest and let me know if you need me to beat him up for you,” he said, finally getting you to smile.

When you finally made it to Mae’s car, she passed you a pint of your favorite ice cream and then the two of you made your way home. She didn’t know ho

…..

“Nolan James Patrick, get your ass over here before I drag you off the ice,” Mae yelled throughout the rink. It was only a few people running drills, so she wasn’t interrupting an ‘official’ practice - she wouldn’t care if she had. Mae had to finish editing some new posts for the Flyers’ social media and she also had to kick Nolan Patrick’s ass, so might as well kill two birds with one stone.

“So you won’t answer my calls, but you’ll drag me out of morning skate?” Nolan said, as he skated towards where she was standing.

“Yes, exactly. What the fuck happened? y/n won’t leave her room and she told me she’s debating calling off work tomorrow, which is dumb because she’s the only trainer competent enough for game days.”

“She just assumed the worst, that’s what happened. And if she wants to avoid me that much, so be it,” he stepped off the ice to get closer to Mae.

“You aren’t slick, Pat. Everyone can see how miserable you are without her. And it’s only been like 10 hours.”

He knew Mae was right. He felt awful for what had happened at the gala, spending all the time after you left sulking and he only came to morning skate to get his mind off things, but he could only imagine how you had felt. “Look, Joel said something about asking her out, I was mad, and I also happened to run into an ex. Nothing happened between me and her, but I think y/n/n saw. Is she going to be ok?”

“Well, all things considered, if you clear up the air with her and actually talk to her like a man, instead of acting like a prepubescent boy. I’m sure she’ll be okay, but the two of you actually have to talk.”

Nolan’s head wasn’t in the right space, from morning skate or to regular practice. His mind was anywhere else, but in the game. It was so bad that he was close to being benched for his next game. His teammates were aware of what was going on, knowing they had to do something to at least get his head in the right spot.

You weren’t supposed to come in to work until later tonight to prepare for the game, but Mae had asked for your help with a piece she was working on about the Flyers staff and trainers. So, you quickly packed up your work bag and made your way to the rink. Going to your office first, you expected Mae to be the person in the chair, but you were met with the one person you were trying to avoid. “y/n, hey.”

Your heart skipped a beat after hearing his voice for the first time in a while. “Hey, Nolan. Look about the other night, it wasn’t my place to be upset. I was only there as your fake date, so me getting upset about seeing you with another girl shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.”

“No, y/n/n. What happened on my part wasn’t right, you’re not in the wrong for reacting how you did,” he knew you would take the blame, but he also knew he had to make sure that how you felt was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with you reacting.

“Look, me and you are fine, I promise. We’re back to being best friends, I have to go talk to Mae. I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said before turning around and leaving Nolan. You hadn’t said everything that you wanted to, but right now wasn’t the time.

Nolan started following you out of your office, making an attempt to catch up to you. “y/n/n, nothing happened between me and her, I promise.” He could only watch as you kept walking away.

…...

“So, are you and Nol going to do your handshake? Or are you going to let the team lose against the Islanders? Like I know you know some of the guys on the team, but that’s very disloyal of you,” Mae asked as she opened the door to the arena, quickly stepping to the side so that way you could jump and hit the top of the door.

“You do realize that the results of the game don’t depend on if me and Nol do the handshake?”

“Alright, Ms. ‘I have to hit the top of the doorway or else we’ll lose’. You literally left the arena crying one day because you forgot to do it.” Game days were very ritualistic, for both staff and the players. Many players had their own habits and rituals that they knew helped them win a game, some of the staff had their own rituals - you included.

You always made sure to get you and Mae your usual coffee order before the two of you made your way to the rink. Every time you entered the arena or left your office, you would jump up to hit the top of the doorway - which everyone on the team thought was hilarious, even though a lot of them started doing it themselves. Then there was the secret handshake you and Nolan do almost every time he goes on the ice.

“Look, my habits are reasonable, but I don’t know if the handshake will happen today,” you answered honestly.

“Knowing him, he’s not going to let you avoid it. He needs it just as much as you do.”

“What do you mean?”

Mae chuckled in response, “you really are oblivious sometimes. Alright, well anytime you two do the handshake, both of you visibly light up. I’ve seen it enough times to know that I’m not wrong. It’s a part of both of your routines and you’ll freak out if it doesn’t happen, so even though stuff is going on between the two of you, it’s not going to change the fact that you’re both a part of the others routine.” You visibly gaped at your best friend, which only made her laugh harder. “Look, you can act shocked all you want, but the two of you are so used to seeing each other at least once a day, that the two of you not talking consistently is driving both of you crazy.”

“I’m not going to agree, but I’m not going to deny it.”

“You literally can’t deny it because I’m right,” she said in a sing-song voice.

“Anyways, moving on. What posts do you have planned for tonight's game?”

“Well, I’ve kinda been working on a secret project, but I still need a few more shots for it. But other than that, just the usual posts of goals made and action shots.”

“Ooh, secret project? Am I allowed in the secret social media project?”

“No, you’re not at that level of clearance yet, top secret,” she smirked,”also, you know it’s almost time for morning practice and if I remember correctly, you still have to do your job. You still haven’t gotten your bag from your office yet, so you better hurry babes.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll meet you down there?” to which she nodded in response. As the two of you made your way down to the ice, you took a detour to get to your office, leaving Mae by herself.

Mae went to the usual spot that the two of you would stand during morning skate, which also happened to be the same spot that you would stand at during the games, right in between the bench and the tunnel. While you were in your office, Mae was able to set up to get a few action shots - even though it was just morning skate she loved getting pictures of the boys when they weren’t necessarily in their competitive mode.

While she was taking a few pictures, she noticed Nolan looking around the rink, his eyes always coming back to where she stood after finishing a drill or lap. When she saw Travis skate near the bench, she quietly called him over, “dude, look at Nolan. He looks like a lost puppy.”

Nolan’s head still wasn’t in the right spot, he was able to get it together enough to be able to play, but his head was everywhere else. When he saw Mae, he immediately started looking for you, which only bummed him out more when he realized you might have actually called in saying you wouldn’t be able to make it.

“Oh, yeah. He’s been like that all day since he hasn’t seen y/n here. Did she actually call in like she said she would?”

“No, she’s just in her office getting her bag. She threatened not to do their handshake, so you know things are serious,” she said, taking a few more pictures.

“Damn, Pat will go insane if she’s actually serious.”

“She’s not serious, she better not be at least.”

“Oh shit, the project. You’re still working on it?” TK asked, to which Mae nodded.

“You mean to tell me Teeks knows about the project and I don’t,” you interjected, causing them both to laugh.

“Dude, Pat thought you actually called in today and he looked like he was going to cry,” Travis added.

“Who told him I was thinking about calling in?” you asked, looking between the duo in front of you.

“I kinda showed up to practice yesterday and threatened him. Nothing serious, just the usual ‘get your shit together or else’,” Mae said, shrugging, “he’s very threatened by those shorter than him.”

At the sound of your laugh, Nolan’s head immediately snapped over to where he knew you usually stood, seeing you around Mae and Teeks. His face and mood immediately lighting up at the sight of you standing there.

Teeks left shortly after, leaving you and Mae alone. “Was Nol that worried I wouldn’t come?”

“Bitch, you can’t be serious right now? Of course he was worried, you’re basically his good luck charm at this point.”

“I’m not-”

“You are. Don’t even try to deny it. You and I both know it. I’ll see you at lunch”

Nolan took notice of how quickly you looked for him whenever Mae left. He wasn’t sure if it was intentional or just routine, but the smile that you sent his way had him forgetting any worries he had. Just as he was about to come over to you, Coach ushered him to do media. Quickly sending you a sad smile, he followed.

As soon as the boys cleared out from morning skate to head to do media, you started getting the benches ready for the game; getting the water bottles filled, making sure there were enough sticks, and checking that all the pucks were there. You took your time, as you still had quite a bit of time before you had to head to meetings with other staff members.

Shortly after staff meetings and lunch with Mae were done, you got a text from Zach, your assistant trainer, saying that the Islanders were in the process of getting settled. Since you trusted Zach to take care of that, you took this time to check on any injuries that any players had to make sure that they were in the best shape they could be for the game today.

mattyb: psst. is the room clear? me and tito can’t be seen talking to the enemy

you’re good to come into the training room, idk what the hallway looks like though

When you heard the door close, you didn’t even have to look up from what you were doing to know who it was. Quickly turning around you saw two of your closest friends, “I didn’t think I’d actually miss you guys and here we are.”

“Did y/n y/l/n just admit to missing us? Did I miss something?” Tito said.

“Ooh, I think Philly has made her go soft. Let’s take a moment of silence for our fallen friend,” Mat added.

“Do you two ever shut up?”

“There she is,” Mat came over to you to give you a hug, Tito following behind.

“I’m surprised you willingly hugged me. Matty B, I’m the enemy here,” you said, causing Mat to roll his eyes at the nickname.

“Back at it with that stupid nickname.”

“Don’t worry, y/n/n, we both know he loves that nickname.”

The three of you took the time that you had to catch up, eventually ending up walking throughout the arena back towards their locker room. Wishing both of the boys luck, Tito walked into the locker room first, but you noticed Mat seemed hesitant on walking in. “What’s up?”

“What do you mean what’s up?” you asked, unsure of what he was meaning.

“No, I can clearly tell that something is wrong. Tito probably noticed too, he just doesn’t mention stuff like that.”

“Um, stuff is going on with me and Nolan. I don’t really know what, it’s just this really long story.”

“Did he do something? I’ll beat him up if you need me to?”

“No, no. Nothing happened, well stuff did, but nothing that you need to beat him up for.”

“Did you finally tell him how you feel? Did he reject you or something?”

“No, um, me and him went to a charity gala together, but only as each other's fake date. I didn’t bring it up as wanting anything else, but then some other stuff happened and now we’re in this awkward ‘we’re fine, but won’t talk it out’ stage. And it’s just hard right now,” you simply shrugged.

“You know, I don’t know much about him, but I’m sure there’s a lot that has been left unsaid for way too long and now it’s just needing to be out in the open. You two will figure it out, I’m sure,” Mat quickly gave you a hug, “now, I have to go get ready to win this game, so if you’ll excuse me.”

“Oh, be ready Barzy, my boys will kick your ass.”

“We shall see, y/n. We shall see.”

Once you saw that Mat had gone back to the locker room, you started making your way back to the Flyers locker room for pregame meetings. You still had at least 30 minutes before the meetings started, but you assumed that the boys would either be stretching or messing around. “You know, you talking to the enemy could get you fired, y/n/n,” you heard Joel say as he walked beside you.

“Hey, Beezer. How are you today?”

“I’m doing great. I’d be better if my favorite trainer wasn’t seen talking to the enemy,” he nudged you with his elbow.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I didn’t spoil any secrets, I promise. No game plans were exposed.”

“Hmm. Wait til Nols hears about this one,” he paused when you visibly tensed, “you guys haven’t talked have you? That’s why morning skate was kinda wack.”

“Well, we have talked, but I don’t think everything that needed to be said was said.”

“So, why don’t you go say it? Simple.”

“He’s not saying much either,” you said, defensively to which he could only roll his eyes.

“Well both of you are acting like a couple of 14 year olds that don’t know how to talk to the person they like, no offense, but it’s annoying,” he said, matter of factly.

You knew Joel was right, he had simply said what everyone around you was thinking. You knew that what he had said the night of the gala was right. You knew what Mae had said about the two of you being a part of each other’s routine was right. You knew - although you would never say it to his face - that Mat was right, too.

Reaching down, you instinctively grabbed the necklace that Nolan gave you. You only looked up when you heard chuckling in front of you, “what?”

“Your first instinct was to grab the necklace he got you, it might not seem like a lot, but it says a lot.”

…..

Nolan stepped out of the locker room and quickly followed the boys towards the rink. He unconsciously kept an eye out for you, knowing that if he didn’t do the handshake it would throw him off. When warm ups started and he only saw Zach, he started to become worried. The handshake only had to happen before each period, but it often happened more than three times throughout the game.

Midway through warm up Travis nudged him, who pointed towards where you and Mae were walking closer. He watched as Mae nudged you and pointed in his direction, to which you quickly jogged over, “ok, sorry I didn’t get here before warm-ups. But here’s what’s going to happen ok: you go out there and kick some ass. Specifically so I can prove a point to Mat and Tito, but anyways, you go out there and you help win this game. Then once the game is over we figure out whatever is going on with us. Okay?”

Nolan’s smile only grew, he simply nodded. “Of course, you think I’d let your stupid New York friends win?”

“I would hope not,” you gave him a quick hug and watched as he started to walk away, “I know damn well that you’re not walking away without doing this handshake,” Nolan quickly took off his gloves so that you could do your handshake,“ there we go. Now you better beat them or else I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Once the National Anthem was over, the first period started. You already knew that this game would be a tough one, you knew enough about both teams to know that it would be a very close game. By the end of the first, the score was 2-1, the Islanders ahead.

After the intermission, both teams came back ready for more. You knew the signs of the Islanders getting cocky and you hoped it was noticeable, you and Nolan did your handshake one more time before he went back on the ice. About halfway through the second period, Nolan and Travis had helped get another goal, tying up the score.

As the team was celebrating your eyes found Nolan’s to which he simply pointed at you in response. You scanned the rest of the rink, only to see Mat and Tito pointing between you and Nolan, your eyebrows furrowed to which they only smiled in response. Oh no. You looked back to Nolan, who was skating back to the bench for water, only to see Tito approaching him from the other side.

You couldn’t hear what was said, but you knew that whatever it was caused Nolan to get angry. His eyes met yours once more and you only hoped he would ignore whatever was said. You let out a breath of air as he skated back to the bench. Nolan wasn’t on the ice for the next play, but you could see the way he kept his eyes trained on Tito.

You watched as Mat had the puck, passing it to Tito as they scored another goal. As they celebrated you visibly gaped as Tito pointed in your direction. You could see the smirk grow on his face from what you assumed was Nolan’s reaction.

You prepared for the worst when Nolan went back on the ice. TK, who was still on the bench, looked back at you with a questioning look. “This is bad, this is very bad,” you whispered.

“Pssh, he’ll be fine. He hardly ever-” before Travis could even finish his sentence, you saw Nolan and Tito’s gloves come off. “Ok, forget I said that.” You watched as the two boys fought, eventually both were pulled apart by the refs and were ushered towards the penalty box.

“Dumbass.”

The game continued and the two of them eventually got out of the penalty box. By the end of the second period, the score was 3-2, the boys only needed to get at least one point to be able to win the game. You were beyond mad at Tito and Mat for egging Nolan on, but you were also mad at Nolan for letting it get to him.

When you and Nolan did your handshake, you took notice of how his hands were already slightly bruised from the fight, but you would tend to that later. The game proceeded, eventually with both teams tied with only a few minutes left, so either someone would score or the game would go into overtime.

Everyone in the arena is on the edge of their seats, unsure of what the outcome of the game will be. Carter was able to block all of the Islanders attempts at a goal, which allowed the guys to be able to score without fear of a comeback from the Isles. With less than 20 seconds left, a goal is made by the Flyers. We won the game.

The atmosphere of the arena erupted in cheers and celebration, the boys crowding around on the ice. You smiled as you watched the team celebrate the win that they just had, your smile growing more when you saw that Nolan was once again looking your way. “He’s been looking your way the whole game and you want to tell me he doesn’t think of you as his good luck charm? Okay, y/n,” Mae said, interrupting your thought process.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No need for that,” you said rolling your eyes, “You’ll meet me by the training room once you’re done?”

She simply nodded in response. Staying in the arena for a while as fans and spectators cleared out, you cleared off the benches and started making your way back to the training room. “y/n,” a familiar voice yelled from behind you as you passed the visiting locker rooms.

Turning around you saw Tito approaching, Mat following behind. “Look, I’m sorry about what I did. I shouldn’t have dragged you into it.”

“Yeah, you really shouldn’t have, but as long as you left it on the ice we’re cool. Just know that I’m not afraid to punch you out either. I appreciate the apology though, T.”

“Please don’t punch him again, but now that I know we’re cool. Can we just take a second and mention the reaction that we got out of Nolan?” Mat questioned.

“Exactly, I wouldn’t react that way unless I was literally in love with the girl. He’s whipped, dude,” Tito added.

“He’s not.”

“He is,” the pair in front of you said in unison. “It’s so obvious and the two of you are just oblivious,” Mat added. Before you could say anything else, you saw Anders emerge from the locker room, “hey, y/n. Your boys did good today.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Always the humble one, y/n,” he sighed,”Anyways, what was up with your boy today?” he added.

“Well, Tito also chirped him, so I don’t think it was an all one sided ordeal,” you stated.

“Did you notice how he didn’t mention who he was talking about? He literally just said ‘your boy’ and you immediately knew he meant Pat,” heat rushed to your face at Mat’s statement.

“Anyways, you guys had a great game. Next time we play each other, we have to make plans and catch up more,” you quickly said your goodbyes and made your way back to the training room where a familiar figure was already sitting on one of the benches. “Hey, y/n/n.”

“Hey, Nol,” you set your bag down and quickly headed over to get some ice for his hand, “you’re a dumbass, you know that.”

“Well, I have you constantly reminding me, so yeah,” he smiled at the fact that the two of you fell back into your normal conversation.

“So, you want to explain why you got into a fight?” you already knew why he did, but something was telling you that you didn’t know something.

“Not particularly, but I know you won’t accept that answer,” he sighed, “he made a comment about him asking you out and I’ve already dealt with a comment like that about you before, but it really got in my head this time. And then he pointed to you after your goal and I don’t know.” As he ran his hand through his hair, his eyes finally met yours, “I got jealous.”

“Nolan Patrick, jealous? Never saw that one coming,” you walked back over towards him to assess his hand, “well your hand looks fine, you’ll probably just have to ice it for a few days.” Standing back up you noticed Nolan’s eyes on your neck, “what is it?”

“You’re still wearing the necklace I gave you.”

“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know, I figured you’d throw it away after what happened. I honestly thought you wouldn’t show up today or do our handshake and it scared me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “why did it scare you?”

“I, uh, after us not talking, I realized how much I need you in my life and I realized I love you a lot more than I thought I did before.” Your eyes widened as you realized what he had said, “you love me?”

“Is it hard that hard to believe?”

“I- I don’t know, I just didn’t realize how you felt the same,” looking up you saw Nolan’s face visibly light up. Before you could say anything else, he pulled you closer to him.

Brushing a piece of hair away from your face, he leaned closer, softly whispering another I love you before his lips met yours softly. Once the two of you pulled away, you simply smiled at one another.

“Yes, finally. Teeks, you owe me $20. Pay up,” Mae said to Teeks, both leaning on the doorway.

“You two couldn’t have waited another day for that,” Travis said, handing over the money.

“Oh, you might want to check Instagram really quick. Nolan, I assume you’re taking y/n/n home?”

The blush on Nolan’s face grew as he looked over to you for confirmation to which you nodded before walking over to pull your phone out of your bag. Opening Instagram, you went to the Flyers Instagram, taking note of a few new posts before seeing the most recent one captioned ‘Pre-game handshakes are definitely the most important part of game day’ with a video of you and Nolan doing your handshake before each game over the few years you had done it.

“Awe, Mae. Was this the secret project?”

“Yeah, now I’ll leave you two,” she said before walking away, only to come back a few seconds later, “oh and use protection, kiddos.”

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pairing: ghost!zhong chenle x reader (f) *halloweenie special*

genre: supernatural au, fluff (with suggestive tones)

word count: like 2k cuz I suck

warnings: one lil mention of murder, themes of haunting, suggestive content (like kissin and some heavy petting, but nothing explicit y’all), non consensual touching (not in a sexual way, more like ‘omg I think a ghost touched me’ yk), explicit language, chenle is a lil lonely ghost boi, reader simps for him,,,,and forms a relationship,,,,with a ghost,,,,

a/n: FUCK IT ITS FINALLY DONE. FUCK. is this edited??? HAHAH. no

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~12/17/2020~

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moving out on your own for the first time was hands down probably the scariest thing you’ve had to do in your short life. sure, finding a place that was relatively cheap had you excited at the possibility of having a sense of responsibility, and getting away from your parents was a definite plus, but the entire prospect of being alone was, well, terrifying.

you probably should have asked more questions when agreeing to move into said place; a one bedroom apartment that was big enough to fit you and you only. it was cute and clean, and it was all you needed with the minimal amount of things you had.

the cheap price didn’t raise any red flags in your admittedly stupid and naive brain, but it definitely should have. you cursed yourself looking back at not inquiring about exactly why it was affordable.

about two weeks in is when some weird shit started to go down.

you expected there to be the usual noises that occur in an apartment building, but the ones you heard in the early hours of the morning, every morning, seemed a little bit different.

it sounded like small sniffling, like crying, and sometimes the floorboards would creak softly outside your bedroom door, scaring you beyond belief. you even went as far to ask you neighbor if they had been crying every night, to which she looked at you like you had gone nuts.

the touches started not too long after that.

you felt like you were going insane, but you would swear on whatever god you needed to that there was something touching you at night.

light, feather like traces across the skin of your arms, light presses against your face and shoulders, and the occasional cold poke against your legs had you almost ready to give up on the apartment entirely.

you couldn’t leave though; if you were to break the contract you signed, you would lose an incredible amount of money just for vacating early.

you tried to convince yourself it was just your imagination; stupid childlike paranoia from watching horror movies as a kid.

however much you tried, nothing would be able to convince what was before you currently, was part of your imagination.

“woah, what the fuck?!” you screamed, your eyes widening at the sight of the extremely pale boy standing a few feet in front of you. “who the fuck are you?” you clutched what remained of the pile of laundry in your arms, the rest fallen onto the floor as your heart seemingly beat through your rib cage when he stared back at you in awe.

“wait, you can see me?” he asked quietly, his mouth agape as your face screwed up in confusion.

“what? of course I can see you, what the actual fuck?” you blurted back, subconsciously taking a small step backward, dropping the rest of the clothes as the boy seemed to float forward. his feet didn’t touch the ground and he seemed to slowly become more translucent the farther down his body you looked, shocking you even more.

“oh my god,” your breath was staggered as you became to realize what this boy actually was. “oh my god, are you dead?!”

“well that’s one way to put it, yeah.” he stayed out where he was, not moving forward any more into your space. “I’m a ghost.” he put both his hands up and gave a small sheepish smile. “ta-daaa…”

your brows furrowed in confusion, your idiotic human brain trying to process what was actually going on in your apartment right now.

“so wait a minute,” you started suddenly, bracing your hand on the wall beside you to keep yourself steady. “have you been the one touching me at night? what the hell, dude??” you weren’t sure how it was possible, but a blush rose to his ghostly cheeks.

“I didn’t mean anything creepy by it…” he softly spoke, looking down at his feet. “I just haven’t felt any human contact in a...very long time. I’m sorry.”

you wanted to be more angry at him, but then thoughts swirled into your mind of how lonely he must have been, and how long he could have possibly been here on his own.

you continued to converse with the ghost boy (crazy, you were aware) and came to find out that he was actually straight up murdered in this exact apartment about twenty years ago. the most surprising part was that the damn apartment building you were living in has been around that long, considering it’s shady history.

chenle was visibly upset talking about it, sparing the gory details but explaining enough for you to understand that he was killed in his sleep during a robbery turned hostile. it made your heart ache knowing that he died alone, and has been alone ever since.

sure, there were people living in this place before you, but no one stayed long, for obvious reasons. they either found out the history of the murder or were scared away by chenle who was just trying to fill the whole in his dead, ghostly heart.

“you’re gonna leave, aren’t you?” he finally asked, his voice somber.

you did consider it before, but now it felt wrong to do, especially after meeting and somewhat befriending the exact thing that was potentially going to drive you away.

“no,” you replied solidly, shocking him as his head shot up to look at you. “I’m not going anywhere, now that I know you’re not gonna like, try to kill me or anything.”

you tried to joke to make the atmosphere more lighthearted, and it seemed to work as a chuckle escaped him. you sat in silence for a few moments, before a realization hit you.

“wait, wait,” you put a hand out in front of you in emphasis, surprising the boy in front of you. “how are you able to touch things?” you paused for a moment, “and me?”

the boy, chenle, rolled his eyes at you before looking at you with a void expression. “jeez, everyone has the stereotypes so messed up. have you ever seen the movie ghost with patrick swayze? it came out in like 1990.”

you blinked at him a few times before nodding slowly, having an idea of where he was going with his point.

“yeah well, it’s like that,” he paused, coming closer to you and reaching his hand out tentatively, trying to gauge your reaction. “if we just practice enough,” He was close now, directly in front of you with his hand hovering over your arm. “we can touch whatever we want, whenever we want.” his hand wrapped around your wrist gently to prove his words to be true, and you softly gasped at the feeling, still trying to wrap your head around this crazy scenario you were living in.

“that’s nice,” you said, slightly nervous at your own reaction to him touching you. you couldn’t deny that it didn’t feel nice to have someone caress your skin so gently…

he stared at you silently, his face seemingly emotionless as he held you. it didn’t take a genius to decipher the look in his eyes, however. glistening with life and longing, looking at you like you were the only person in the world...and you supposed to him, you were.

“you’re so…” he started, his voice quiet as his other hand reached out to touch your face. hesitant at first, he drew his hand back a millimeter, before letting his fingers brush against your cheek as you sighed and found yourself leaning into him. “pretty. so pretty.”

it seemed crazy; this raw form of attraction at first sight that you were feeling. you had no doubt he was experiencing it too, just from his confession alone.

your lips parted to speak, but no words came forth as you brain short circuited, taking in his handsome features as you finally realized just how attractive he was.

the hand that was holding your wrist slowly slid up your arm, causing your skin to prickle at the sensation of his touch on your skin. it slid up over your shoulder and up your neck, to finally rest on your cheek like his other hand was now doing.

the moment was insanely soft and intimate, and even though his hands were slightly cold, the air around you both seemed to grow warmer and warmer with every passing second, almost suffocating you with each shaking breath you took.

without a second thought, you lunged forward into his space, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and kissing him softly, his hands dropping from your cheeks to rest on your waist as a surprised grunt came from within him.

‘this is so crazy’, you thought, leading him into your room as you kept your lips attached, ‘absolutely insane.’

you weren’t sure how this even came to happen; you’d never thought you’d be flat on your back against your mattress while a literal ghost boy ran his hands up and down your waist as he kissed you like a man starved. you were still slightly convinced that he was a figment of your imagination; he felt so real, nothing like what you assumed a ghost would feel like against your skin.

his hands weren’t as warm as a living humans would be, but you still relished in the feeling of his fingers gripping at the skin of your waist, holding you close to him as he kissed you without holding back.

you highly expected him to be shy and inexperienced; since he had died so young you figured he wouldn’t know what to do.

it was a stupid assumption, to say the least.

you gripped his hair gently and tried to sit up, only to have him keep you down as he sweetly moved his mouth against your own. his grip was becoming more needy and before it could go too far, you pulled back.

you relished in the sight of his red puffy lips, seemingly so alive and human, like blood was still coursing through his veins. his eyes showed wide, blown out pupils as he stared down at you, his eyes hooded slightly.

he licked his lips once before softly falling beside you, his shoulder brushing yours as you both laid in the middle of your mattress in a calming silence.

“well that was a strange turn of events.” you panted, curling your body beside him as you tried to catch your breath. who knew that a dead boy would be such a damn good kisser?

he smirked at you in response, not saying anything as he grabbed your hand in his.

“now you definitely can’t go anywhere. I’m attached.” he teased, looking at you longingly with a cheeky smile on his face. you rolled your eyes but still smiled nonetheless, knowing that you wouldn’t be going anywhere anyway, for a very long time.

you weren’t sure how this was all going to work out, but you’d figure it out as you went along, together.

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