#probably gonna stay back after school once again just to work on it<3

[blaaaaabh]

Can you do a virgin f!reader x Xavier where he teaches her everything and teases her for being so turned on and stuff?

warning: smut

tease

a/n: thank u for the requests!! <3 this is not edited!

word count: 1.7k

it was an evening after school and you had been settling into your dorm before having to meet xavier to help him with his homework.

it was his idea, he had texted you earlier that day during class that simply read, “meet me at the library after school.”

you occasionally helped him with his homework when he didn’t pay attention in class, since he was always spending his time drawing instead.

if it were anyone else that asked you, you probably would’ve said no, but for some reason you couldn’t help but have some sort of soft spot for xavier - something you’ve felt ever since you transferred to nevermore.

other than that, he didn’t hang around you often. almost felt like he was avoiding you at times. however you didn’t think much of it though since you were mostly too busy with school and your friends anyway.

when you arrived at the library just minutes before 6, you walked down searching through the bookshelves, when you finally found xavier sitting by himself in one of the corners. he was all the way in the back of the room looking down at his phone. of course he wasn’t doing his work.

"nice homework you're doing there"

he quickly dropped his phone down and instinctively grabbed his pen to look like he had been working, although his work was completely untouched in front of him. "i was eventually gonna get to it. but that’s why you’re here now!" he replied with a cocky smile.

you sat down on the chair right beside his and placed your bag and stuff down onto the table.

"so where should we get started first? i was thinking you should probably start with mrs thornhill’s class." you asked as you opened up your notes.

xavier was fidgeting with a pen as he got overwhelmed by the amount of papers you had; pushing his hair back behind his ears as he let out a nervous laugh, "wow getting right to it huh?"

"well mr thorpe, if you'd like to graduate i would have started a long time ago." you teased, not being able to control it as a cheeky smile came across your face as you handed him a pencil.

his body slouched over the desk. his hand holding up his head as he watched you flip through the notes, talking him through the work but he was just too focused to hear a single word you were saying, as he could just focus on how you made cute faces when you were concentrated

you snapped your fingers in his face - which got him out of his zone. "i'm not repeating this again, you need to pay attention."

he liked seeing this rare side of you. both of his hands raised up quickly while furrowing his eyebrows, "okay okay yes ma'am, i'm paying attention."

you rolled your eyes while your hand jokingly smacked his raised up hands back down, "oh shut up.”

“if you get through this and finish it, you can do anything you want - but only after you're done."

"anything hm?" a smirk came over his lips as he looked at you. his sage eyes looked you up and down as you noticed him stop for a moment, then raise his eyes back up to connect with yours.

your cheeks instantly turned red from the way his voice rang into your ears. it cause you to get nervous and turn back around to the homework in front of you.

xavier bit at his lip from your reaction, he liked making you nervous. especially how exciting it was that you guys were in public.

"anyways so.." you continued, trying your best to get back on track with his homework. he on the other hand had other plans as he trailed off again, losing his complete attention once again.

his hand lingered under the desk as you suddenly felt his fingers against your leg slightly. your eyes widened as you attempted your best to stay concentrated on the work in front of you and not the warm fingers going down your leg.

there was one thing on his mind and it sure as hell wasn't the pieces of paper in front of you both.

you reached down your leg and grabbed his hand and moved it off of you. “xavier.” you said with a stern tone in your voice, trying to act calm.

his eyes looked at you with fake innocence, pretending to look confused.

you weren't getting very far with this, you knew you wouldn't be able to get him to finish this if his life depended on it.

his large hand suddenly was placed over your much smaller one on the table, as he lightly grabbed the pencil out of your hand and guided your attention to him, "follow me i have a better idea. " his voice was gentle.

you didn’t bother to argue as both of you got up out of your seats, confusion filling your face as he held your hand - leading you into a very dim lit room in the back of the library.

xavier walked towards you after shutting the door as your body slowly leaned against the wall.

"xavier what are you doin-" he placed his finger over your mouth, causing you to stop mid sentence. his face was just inches away from yours as you began to feel your heart beating as if it were going to jump right out of your chest.

his lips were just ghosting over yours as he slightly opened to say something but stopped. his chest going up and down as his breath gets heavier.

your eyes look at him with concern as you wonder what he’s thinking in that head of his. your voice breaks the silence in the silent room.

“i thought you invited me to the library to work on your homework”

he shook his head slightly to the left and let out a chuckle, realizing you must have never gotten the hint. “y/n… i just didn’t know how else to ask you out”

he continued, “and technically i never said anything about homework in that text.” licking his lips while smiling at you.

your eyes blinked. his confession was so sudden and unexpected as it left you speechless.

"sorry if this made shit weird. it's okay if you don't feel the same." "i just couldn't hold it in anymore." his eyes softened, gazing down at you.

you finally found your voice, looking down at the ground to your feet. "i really like you too. and i want to do things with you, it's just-" you paused.

his eyes were furrowed as he looked at you waiting on what you'd say next. his hand cupped around your face as he lifted your head gently for you to look up at him.

"i'm a virgin xavier.. i don't know what i'm doing." you replied, embarrassed as you couldn't even meet his eyes. your voice was soft and quiet as his shoulders relaxed and looked at you with a gentle smile.

his lips hovered right over yours, lightly letting out a sigh. "don't worry about that love, i can show you."

your mouth slightly opened in front of his as you were desperate for his lips to connect with yours. moving closer as he slowly teased you and moved back slowly so you were unable to attach with yours.

“always so eager with you…” he teased.

it was clear that he was enjoying seeing you get edged so bad.

"please" you begged him - wanting to feel his hands all over you, as one of them continued to rest on your cheek and the other against the wall behind you.

his hand slid down to your neck to have more control as your lips were just dying to touch.

you faintly took notice of the smell of paint on his clothing as it brushed against your body.

finally he couldn't tease you any longer when he pulled your face in and placed his soft lips onto yours. your bodies were pressed to the wall. it became more heated as your mouth slightly opened for his tongue to lock with yours.

the unoccupied hand against the wall made its way down to your skirt. placing his hand right over the fabric of your clothing. “is this okay?” he asked

“yes. please i want it to be you”

“if you ever want to stop just let me know.” he reassured to you as you brushed your fingers through his hair while he quickly goes back in to have your lips on his again.

he slowly moved his head from your lips to your neck, slowly kissing all the way down as it causes you to let out a moan. the gentle feeling of his lips against your neck was driving you wild.

you still had a hold of his hair and unintentionally grabbed it rougher causing xavier to let out a groan in your neck. making his way swiftly down your body. he loved the feeling of your hands in his hair.

it only gave him more serotonin.

he found himself down between your legs, as you stood there above him looking down at his soft, yet hungry eyes.

his warm hands made his way under your skirt as he lightly brushed his fingers over your wet spot. “somebodies excited to see me”

he gave you one more look before he went down and placed his face right into your sweet spot. feeling his nose lightly skim over had you dripping.

the large hand moved aside your panties as you towered over him - running your hands through his soft hair.

suddenly feeling the warmth and wetness of xavier’s tongue as he passionately ate you out as you struggled not to make too much noise. moans escaping your mouth.

feeling his hands go straight up to touch your body. not slowing down until he made you come.

you had never felt such a good sensation come over you as he moved faster, tasting every bit of you.

“f-fuck i’m gonna cum”

his pace continued to speed up as he could feel you getting close. he let out groans into your core as he enjoyed you.

“i-i’m gonna-“ your grip onto his hair became stronger as you clenched your whole body and released all over him.

he got up, wiping his mouth with his hand as he looked at you in aw. “you did so good love.”

a/n: i kinda don’t know how i feel about this - still trying to get used to writing stuff like this so bare with me!

#wednesday netflix #xavier thorpe #percy hynes white #wednesday #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe smut

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WAIT OMG MICK i have a miles idea :]

the party scene w him and gwen except miles’ s/o is standing off to the side watching them and he sees and is like “r u jealous :( im sorry ily :(“ and idk but miles is so cutie patootie

Don’t Worry, Babe ~ Miles Morales

Tagging:I don’t have a taglist yet 😟

Warnings:None!

A/N: I know you wanted a Hobie fic but I really wanted to write this. It ended up coming out really bad :\

This is x gender neutral reader!

“Hey, where’s the bathroom?” Gwen asked, fiddling nervously.

“Oh, there’s one through the door right down the hallway,” Miles responded.

Y/N sat to the side, watching with a clenched jaw as Gwen walked away. They didn’t have any reason to hate her, but they knew that Miles missed Gwen. After changing schools, he didn’t make as much friends as he should’ve.

Y/N stared at Miles, their completely handsome boyfriend, and just waited for him to lock eyes. He knew instantly, once he did.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked. There was nothing in his voice that said the concern it held was fake. Of course it was real.

Miles stepped forward, attempting to place his hand on the small of their back and pull them in. He was only rewarded with a quick shove.

“Just stop,” they grumbled.

They shoved through the crowd, stumbling around the numerous people. Miles watched, shouting their name.

Y/N brought their knees to their chest, sitting on Miles’s bed. Their phone buzzed. Then again. Then again.

Miles <3

Where’d you go?

Are you okay?

Come back :(

The stupid faces he always types out would normally bring a silly grin to their face, along with an image in their head of Miles making the same expression. It didn’t work this time, though.

The door opened mere seconds later. Miles stood there, hand still on the doorknob. Y/N turned away, mumbling incoherent words under their breath. Miles frowned.

“Babe?”

No answer.

“Baby???”

Again, they stayed silent.

Miles sat on the bed, sighing. Hesitantly, he placed his hand on their knee. They let it stay there, grateful for the small amount of touch they could actually get.

“You gonna talk to me?” He asked slowly.

“Why aren’t you with Gwen?” Miles watched the way they picked at the skin on their fingers, the way they scoffed.

“She…left-is that was this is about?” Miles scooted closer.

Y/N didn’t answer. They didn’t have to.

“Don’t worry, babe, Gwen’s just a friend,” he swore.

“Coulda fooled me.”

Sighing, Miles opened his arms. They enveloped Y/N’s slouched frame gently. His cheek pressed against the top of their head.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered into their hair. They felt his lips press again their head. “I didn’t mean to make you jealous.”

He was always so sweet in the way he apologized, in the way he was. They knew that he probably just missed his friend.

“I love you, you know.” It was a statement, not a question.

“I love you,” they mumbled in return.

Pulling away, Miles remained inches away from their face.

“Sorry, what? I couldn’t hear you.”

“I love you,” they sighed a little louder. Miles clicked his tongue, shaking his head with fake dissatisfaction.

“I’ll let it slide,” he whispered, grinning, before pressing a kiss to their lips. One, then another, then another. His hands found their way to the side of their face, his thumbs stroking their cheeks.

“I love you,” he said again.

#this is so bad what #miles morales #miles morales x reader #x gender neutral reader #across the spiderverse #lizzie! #mick’s asks

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Omg can u js imagine lookism characters fighting you and they end up getting their ass beat by u? Basically js encountering someone that has 10x their own strength and their reactions would be so funny😭😭😭

Have I imagined being the peak of every fandom I have participated in? Yes. Yes I have.

Meeting Lookism Peak... YOU

You are onepunchman-ing through the Lookismverse.

J High Trio

You definitely weren't siding with Logan Lee and Vin Jin (wtf) but this Daniel Park, Vasco and Zack were causing a lot of trouble and you just wanted everyone to stfu so you can get decent grades.

It got even worse when Logan and Vin flanked you and held your hand. What is this throupling? GET OFF ME.

Vasco muttered about you being a bad guy and threw the first punch. Sigh - stupid birds of a stupid feather stupidly flocking together and before long Zack and Daniel joined in.

The strongest guys in J High? Now lying in a heap in a corner. You? Not even a scratch.

You approached them with tears in your eyes: "please, I'm just trying to learn"

Johan

You've acquired 3 new pups: Eden, Miro and Johan

This motherfucker tried to steal your shoes. Who tf does that. You were just minding your own business and walking home so of course you beat his ass.

And since that day, Johan likes to follow you around in the hopes of copying some of your moves. Shame you're able to KO him so quickly he can't copy anything. He learnt his lesson after the 27th time and doesn't try to steal your shoes anymore. He still follows you in case someone else fights you and he gets to copy.

Big Deal

You're the son of Gapryong Kim? Who's that? I'm just minding my own business and got accused of stealing from this street. No I didn't! I didn't even go into that store. THIS IS MY SHIRT.

This random guy is trying to take your clothes from you..what you gonna do? There's perverts everywhere. You tried to play nice and dodge his attacks but enough is enough. You're sick of people trying to steal your clothes and just knock him unconscious with one hit.

Uhhh where is this actual place and why has he got so much back up? This is Big Deal? What are you guys saying you're a Big Deal or... Oh you're actually called Big Deal?! Lol, losers.

Great. Now you're getting attacked by this ponytail guy. Sinu? and his invisible attacks? What invisible attacks. You can see them all clearly. Stop that. It's annoying. Please just SIT. DOWN.

The person with the biggest beef would be the big bald guy though (seriously who brings their dad to a fight?!) Jerry would go absolutely feral when you knocked out Jake. He's no match but every time he saw you after you can just feel the hate radiating.

Eugene & Workers

Sorry to say but this man is boring af. He seen you beating up his 'Gun and Goo' (this will never not be funny) and tried to recruit you.

You're in school. You're not interested in fighting for no 'Workers'. Besides a 9-5 sounds unbelievably boring right now. Why would you want to work and have responsibility when you can mess around all day. Youth IS wasted on the young, this dumbass.

He'll leave you alone as long as you stay out of his way.

Gun & Goo:

These 2 would just Never. Leave. You. Alone.

They've got eyes and ears everywhere so probably heard about one of your past fights.

First they would try to fight you cos of course they would. But the fact that you're so insanely strong and stronger than them turns them from

To

The fact you are so strong? That you could no diff them? They're just literally like wtf. They have never encountered anyone like you. They didn't even know your strength and fighting skills were possible. You will never know peace again.

Gun is more diplomatic and tries to approach you whenever he can to be his successor and just wanting to know who and what you are. But ultimately he will be itching for a fight each time. You're tired of this guy ripping his clothes off and squaring up to you.

And Goo is a fucking menace. After turning down Goo once to be his secret friend, he's just waiting around every corner with a steel pipe.

Are flies constantly buzzing around not annoying? Looks like you're stuck having to beat these guys up now and then to get them to fuck off and give you some peace but they still always return.

Samuel:

Oh boy. This man and his inferiority complex. He heard Goo mention you just the once ONCE and he got all worried about his Secret Friend status.

He uses his resources to find out about you but you seemed to live a relatively normal and quiet life.

Sammy is still threatened though and goes after you with his brass knuckles. Ok first you had people stealing your shoes and clothes, now you have a third homicidal maniac coming after you. Maybe you should just move.

You feel bad when he starts to have a breakdown after you beat him up. Then that bastard tries to bite your ankles so 🤷🏻‍♀️

DG: I can tell you the secrets to your powers

You: I don't care man, fuck off

DG: jk idk anything lol

#lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism hc #daniel park #vasco #zack lee #johan seong #big deal #jake kim #sinu han #jerry kwon #gun park #goo kim #samuel seo #lookism eugene #lookism fanfics #wannaeatramyeon

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HII MIMI ! MY MOM CALLS ME MIMI TOO 😭💗

UM UM I WANTED TO ASK IF YOU COULD MAYBE WRITE A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT BAJI N LIKE WITH DRY HUMPING MAYBE WKDJSIWOKS if not that’s okay of course, have a good day mwah :3

Baji had important exams coming, which meant study sessions with him were a must. Study sessions with Baji consisted of focusing for barely two minutes before both of you got distracted whether it was by each other's presences or how he looked so focused on the work in front and you couldn't help but reach out and kiss him.

You let out a sigh, impatience starting to get to you. You both had agreed to met at the schools gate and walk home together, but it seemed as everyone was leaving except Baji,

"Maybe he stayed after class, getting extra help from the teachers. He sure is taking his time. Damn, I don't even think anyone's left at school."

You sulked at the thought of waiting any longer. Pulling out your phone to check on the long-haired youngster, the cat phone charm, Baji had gotten you, fell.

"shit! I hope it didn't break."

You mumbled, bending over to pick it up before letting out an exhale of relief. Abruptly, you heard something that made you freeze, it was distant, but you still heard it.

A camera shutter

Gasping before quickly getting up and looking behind you. You were met with the sight of nothing, no one was in your peripheral. You gripped the ends of your school uniform, pulling the skirt slightly down.

You had heard of rumors going around school, of someone taking pictures of girls' panties and selling them or threatening the girls with provocative pictures. You never really paid attention to them. I mean after all, not all rumors are true, right?

"Maybe I imagined it."

You comforted yourself with that thought,

"Yeah, I just imagined it. being alone is starting to get to me-"

your blood went cold, a shiver ran down your spine when you heard the similar noise. Now, you had two choices: Either leave now and explain to Baji why you left or Stay and wait for him and bite back the fear that slowly crept through your veins.

Being Baji's amazing lover, you decided to stay. Which was probably a mistake, but

"it's probably gonna be okay,"

But, you weren't sure how longer you could stay. You stared at your phone. School ended 30 minutes ago. Not wanting to stay by the school gates any longer, you decided to walk around the school, maybe get a soda from the vending machines in the meantime.

"sweet! I have enough for two. mmm one for Keisuke and the other for me."

Excited for your drink, you crouched down to grab both and continue waiting for Baji. Then, there it was again, the same sound. You clenched your jaw, irritated and angry. Whatever was going on, you decided you were going to put a stop to it. You turned around, eyes keen, searching for what could be causing the noise.

The air was suddenly filled with a rapid rhythm of urgent footsteps in the distance that only seemed to be closing in, until suddenly, you saw him, Baji, he was running towards you. Wow, he must've been excited to see you, But you noticed something. He wasn't smiling, in fact, he looked pissed.

"Hey Keisuke, what's wrong- HUH?!"

He ran...right past you before stopping in front of a bushing and pulling his curled up fist back,

"Hey! you just ran past me, you jerk. No 'Hey Y/n' or-"

You stopped talking once he punched the bush, looking at him with a deadpan expression questioning his sanity. you knew he wasn't the sharpest tool in the box, but now you questioned if he was mentally challenged.

Until, you heard a groan from the bush and you gasped before whispering to Baji,

"K-keisuke, I-it's a haunted bush. I knew this school was Fucked!"

A student, wearing the same uniform as you and Baji, stumbled out from behind the bush. you saw his expression, a mixture of shock, pain, and agony. Through these feelings, there was one most clear, and that was fear.

You looked shocked as you scanned all the photographs that fell out of his pocket because of the impact. Pictures of you, provocative pictures.

You heard another groan from the student, after Baji kicked him.

"You know, you got some real nerve going after my s/o. I'm gonna fuckin' kill you, dickface."

He turned to you,

"Hey, sorry I kept you waiting, I saw you heading to the vending machines, I was gonna call out to you but this fuckface was following you. I wanted to know what he was after, anyway it looks like we found our culprit."

Baji stepped on his camera. Shattering the thing in a million pieces, before returning to the student and beating him up to a complete pulp. He was angry, how dare he do this to you. This piece of shit, wasn't even worth the dirt on the bottom of your shoe.

You placed the cold beverage to Baji's cheek, snapping him out of his rage. He looked at you, his eyes softening in an instant.

"I think he had enough, don't you think? jeez, I can't even recognize his ugly face anymore, haha."

You laughed a little. Gosh, how his world lit up from that gorgeous smile and that adorable little laugh. Your voice, he could listen to it all day...and night.

He pulled you in, resting his head on your shoulder,

"You okay?"

He mumbled, which you nodded to. You felt his breath on your neck and how you drowned in his scent, only causing your body to go in flames. your hands slowly moving to his back and pulling him closer.

"you smell so good, love..."

His voice was warm and inviting, you wanted more and more, until you couldn't handle it anymore. Suddenly, you pushed him off and he stumbled back a little.

"w-we're still at school. we should g-go home."

He smirked when he saw how you looked at him through your lashes, that doe-eyed, needy expression. It was almost like he had to kiss you and take you right then and there, but he was patient, until you were both in one room alone with a locked door. He wouldn't have to hold back then, he would toy with you as much as he wanted and do whatever he could do to make that little body of you twitch and tremble. And you wouldn't say no to him, right? After all, you were Baji's needy little slut.

The walk home was silent. Baji kept giving you short glances, he watched you like a prey ready to be feasted on. The way you squirmed under his gaze, the blush creeping up to your face. it only fueled his excitement

...

"Hey mom! I am home!"

Turning away from the Tv, Ryoko's lit up at the sight of you.

"Hey Y/n! Helping Baji study again? I hope that idiot doesn't cause you too much trouble."

Ignoring his mothers insult, Baji grabbed your hand, leading you to his room.

"C'mon Y/n, we don't have time to talk. We have a big exam, remember?"

"y-yeah, big exam."

Once he shut his door, you jumped a little. He set his bag on the floor and started pulling out textbooks. You were surprised. he looked up at you and smirked,

"We decided we were gonna study. did you have anything else in mind, baby?"

He was teasing you, leading you on, only to stop at the last moment.

...

Even though he was staring at the textbook in front of him, Baji's mind was only thinking of different ways he could tease and toy with you until you begged him. Begged him to kiss you, to touch you, to pin you down to the floor and do what he pleased. He was going to break you.

You couldn't focus on any of your work, the heat between your legs only growing. You felt Baji creeping closer to you. your arousal became unbearable when he placed a hand on your thigh, feeling him slowly tracing his hand up and down. He felt the heat radiating of your body, only imagining how wet that little cunt of yours must be. he grew impatient, all he wanted to do was rip that pesky uniform of you and fuck you like it was his last time, his last time to feel your tight pussy milking his cock for all he is worth. The way he'd pinch those perky nipples, that were obviously hard and poking through your uniform. He would hear you as you tried to muffle those small moans and whimpers he would force out of you so it doesn't alert his mom. aw, what would she think of you, were you really just a greedy little bitch in heat? you poor baby.

He couldn't wait anymore, pulling you into his lap,

"Kei what are-"

Fuck, you could feel his cock hardening in his pants. you gulped when you felt his breath fanning your neck,

"Y/n~ you know, I should mark you. to let everyone know who you belong to. Then, nobody would bother you, right? yeah~ that's all I need to do. I need to leave my marks all over the pretty body of yours."

Both of your hands flew to muffle the moans that left your lips when Baji bit your neck, hard, before licking the bruise he left.

"That's it pretty, just keep those cute little moans down like the good little slut you are."

His voice was low and raspy, sending a jolt through your body all the way to that throbbing core of yours waiting to be touched. His hand gripping your waist kept you in place as you felt his hard dick under you. And the other slithering all the way to your chest, circling along those perky nipples through your uniform before he started slowly unbuttoning your shirt, revealing your soft, delicate skin that he was going to mark up and down. You shiver in his arms as the cold air hits your bare chest, both of your hands remain on your mouth not daring any whimpers to leave from how good his teeth were grazing your neck. how he kissed every mark to make the pain go away. the way he cooed in your ear.

His hand went down to your waist, to turn you around to face him. He pulled your hands away from your lips, seeing your swollen lips and your shaky breaths. He leaned closer, brushing your lips together. you felt his tongue running over your lips before opening your mouth a little, his tongue instantly massaging against yours. He pulled you in even more. your moans were muffled, but you couldn't help moving your hand all the way down to the rising tent in his pants, palming his dick and outlining the shape of this cock.

Breaking the hot kiss when you need a breath of air, Baji lowered his head leaving more love marks on your chest and collarbone.

"Oh fuck, B-baji, oh god, f-fuck."

You rake your nails through his beautiful long hair, your eyes were hazy and unfocused as you threw your head back. a small whimper left your throat when suddenly the pleasure you were waiting for, he dug his nails in your waist rocking your hips, feeling your twitching clit along his hardened length.

"F-fuck. you're so wet baby."

He growled as he started grinding his hips into you, moving faster and faster. you rolled your hips wanting-no-needing more, needing him to be inside, needing him to drag his veiny cock in and out of your throbbing cunt and feeling him pound you at a non-human speed until you begged him to stop and he wouldn't.

You gripped his shoulders hard somehow feeling yourself get close to your edge from the way Baji was thrusting through clothes and running your twitching cunt all over his cock, and you noticed the wet spot forming on Baji's crouch, unsure if it was from you or his own arousal. It didn't matter,

"Oh, fuck! B-baji I am close, holy fuck! mmm goddamnit!"

"Yeah, that's it baby. go on, cum for me. Make that pussy feel good on my dick."

Your breath caught in your throat, only a gasp left your lips as he felt you gush on his clothed cock. He held you in his arms as you came down from you high.

"It's okay, love. I am right here. it's okay, just calm down."

He was lovingly stroking your head and whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you drifted off,

"Hey Keisuke..?"

Your voice was soft, but tired and sleepy. he looked down at you,

"mm, what's up?"

You couldn't help but snort a little and hold back a laugh,

"You know we're gonna fail, right?

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Love Grows - Part 3

Y'all, this chapter fought with me so hard. It took a while to get something I'm actually happy with, but I got there eventually. This part is 2.4k of fluff to make up for the wait <3

Ao3 | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

May '85

After that first time, Rosie becomes a regular attendee of Hellfire nights, and Andy even apologizes his way back into Eddie's good graces and earns a spot in the "Rosie Rotation". Once basketball season ends and there’s no need for Eddie to watch Rosie during games anymore, the group of boys only make it three weeks before they start complaining about the baby’s absence, and Eddie just rolls his eyes in mock annoyance.

He tells Steve about it, half-expecting the younger to just find it amusing, and he’s surprised when Steve actually starts bringing her by to visit. It’s not every week, more like every second or third, but it’s enough to keep the club members from complaining, and Eddie finds he enjoys getting to sequester Steve away behind the DM screen, letting him take a peek behind the curtain that no one else is allowed to breach.

By the end of the school year, Steve and Eddie have a decent friendship, or so Eddie hopes. With graduation behind them, they've bonded over Steve's college denials, and Eddie's failing senior year again , and it's been nice having someone outside his normal friend group to talk to about it, someone who understands what it feels like to fall short of success.

Steve’s dad officially cuts him off, and Eddie has a brief moment of panic before Steve reassures him that no , he’s not being kicked out, they’re letting him and Rosie stay at the house. (“They’d rather make sure the house is taken care of than kick me out.”) But Steve needs a job, and after applying to a few places at Starcourt, he gets a spot working at Scoops Ahoy.

He's meeting Steve at the mall so he can take Rosie while the younger is at work, and though Steve had complained to him about the required uniform, Eddie is sorely unprepared to see it in person. When Steve steps out of his car wearing that fucking sailor outfit, Eddie almost has to sit down from the wave of solid need that hits him as his little crush flares into full-blown desire. 

He takes a steadying breath and puts on a grin, gives a joking "Well, ahoy sailor!" and Steve rolls his eyes. 

"I know, it's fucking awful, but I needed a job fast and they were hiring."

Eddie laughs and follows Steve to the backseat, can’t help glancing down to see the way the blue shorts stretch over his ass when the younger leans in to grab Rosie’s carrier. “I dunno, Stevie. If anyone can make this work, it’s definitely you.”

“I appreciate the vote of confidence,” Steve says, and Eddie’s eyes snap back to appropriate areas when Steve straightens and offers the baby to him. “Though I’d feel better about it if I wasn’t dressed like fucking Donald Duck.” 

Eddie snickers at the idea and Steve gives him a very unamused look. “Sorry, sorry. Seriously though, you look fine,” he says, taking Rosie’s carrier and bringing it over to his car. He takes a second to buckle the girl into his passenger seat - not the safest, he knows, but he always drives extra careful when he has her. “Besides, at least you won’t be the only person there wearing a dorky sailor outfit. You have a coworker, right?”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m still gonna complain about it though.” Eddie turns to find Steve behind him, diaper bag in hand and seemingly resigned to his fate. “Do you have any plans for today?

Eddie shakes his head and takes the bag from him. “Nah, just watching nugget. Probably gonna take her back to the trailer, if that’s okay?” 

“Of course it is. You know I trust you with her,” Steve says with a smile, and fuck , the guy really doesn’t know what that one sentence does to Eddie. The fact that Steve trusts him with something as precious as his daughter is worth more to Eddie than anything else in the world. The sudden swell of emotion is too much, and Eddie needs to leave before he makes a fool of himself. 

“Thanks, Stevie,” he says, and he can’t resist reaching out and tugging on that dumb little tie on Steve’s shirt. “Well, have fun at work, sailor. Don’t let anyone throw you overboard.”

Steve gently smacks his hand away and rolls his eyes again. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t get into too much trouble with my kid, Eds.”

Eddie grins as he heads to his driver seat, calling out a final “Wouldn’t dream of it!”

He does bring Rosie back to the trailer, since he really doesn’t have anything else to do that day but watch her. When he walks through the door, he sees Wayne sitting on the couch, newspaper in hand, and the man looks up as Eddie enters. His eyes snap to the carrier in Eddie’s hand and he sets the paper down.

"Should I be concerned?"

Eddie shakes his head and sets down the diaper bag. "Don't worry, old man, Rosie isn't mine. She belongs to a friend." 

"A friend?" Wayne stands and walks over so he can peek inside the carrier, and Rosie looks up at him with her big hazel eyes.

"Yeah. Her mama didn't want her, and her dad is pulling double time as a single parent and a teen dad, so I'm gonna watch her a few days a week while he's at work." 

Wayne instantly softens and gives him a small smile as he reaches out, placing a hand on Eddie’s shoulder. "That's really nice of you, Ed. I’m proud of you.”

Eddie shrugs a little, suddenly feeling bashful under his uncle’s approval. “Yeah, well- Hey!” He says as Wayne takes the carrier from his hands.

“I’ll keep an eye on her while you wash those dishes you were supposed to do last night,” Wayne says, setting down the carrier before pulling Rosie out of it. Eddie rolls his eyes even as he smiles, and he takes off his jacket and heads over to the sink. 

He gets distracted often as he does the dishes, he can’t stop himself from glancing over to watch Wayne and Rosie. They’re on the nearby couch, and his uncle has the baby sat on his leg, facing him as he talks to her softly. Eddie’s heart aches as he sees Wayne’s big, work-worn hands holding her so carefully, his rough appearance juxtaposed against Rosie’s fragile softness.

The dishes get done pretty quickly, and once Eddie dries his hands he makes his way over to sit next to Wayne. Rosie looks up at him and smiles so wide her pacifier falls from her mouth, and Eddie chuckles as he grabs it before it can hit the floor. 

“She’s a sweet baby,” Wayne says, smiling down at the girl, and Eddie nods in agreement. There's a moment of silence before Eddie looks at his uncle.

“You know, grandpa Wayne has a nice ring to it.” 

Wayne scoffs a little, but Eddie can see the way his eyes shine at the idea. “I’m sure she already has enough grandparents spoiling her. No need for me to get in the way.”

Eddie hums and reaches over, takes one of Rosie’s tiny hands in his own and just cradles it between his thumb and forefinger. “Actually, not really. Her mom’s family is totally out of the picture, and Steve’s parents are pretty shitty. He said they didn’t even acknowledge her the last time they came home.”

The older man frowns, looks between his nephew and the baby. “Are you serious? They just ignored their own grandbaby?” he asks, watching as Rosie brings Eddie’s hand to her mouth so she can gnaw on one of his fingers.

“Like I said, they’re pretty shitty. She deserves to have at least one grandparent who cares about her, even if they’re not blood.”

Wayne stays silent and Eddie glances at him. “I’ll double check with Steve, if it’ll make you feel better, but I’m sure he won’t mind.”

“As long as you ask first,” the man says after a moment, and Eddie just beams.

June 85’

Eddie finds a new delight, and that's bringing Rosie to visit Steve at work. It's definitely because he doesn’t want to keep Rosie cooped up in the trailer all the time, and not because he has a chronic need to see Steve in those sailor shorts as often as possible.

Today he actually has a proper reason to go to the mall, because he wants to grab a few miniatures from the gaming shop that just opened not too far from the food court. At least, that’s what he tells himself as he pulls Rosie from the van, making a mental note that she’s going to outgrow her carseat soon. He leaves the carrier behind as he totes her inside, glances briefly into the gaming shop as he passes before heading on to Scoops Ahoy.

As Eddie approaches the counter, he bites back his usual, cheery greeting when he sees Steve standing there, hands and jaw both clenched as he stares at the sticky plastic. If Eddie knew him any less, he wouldn't notice the tears welling in his eyes, the tremble in his lower lip. Before he can ask, he hears whispers coming from a nearby table, just loud enough that Eddie knows the three teenage girls sitting there don't care about actually being heard.

"I heard that he was probably cheating on Nancy Wheeler with the baby's mother, it's the only way it makes sense." 

"You’re so right. I mean, he's always been a playboy, so I'm not surprised that he was two-timing a couple of poor, unsuspecting girls." 

Eddie sees red at the biting words. These girls have no idea what they're talking about, they don't know that Steve wouldn't even dream of doing something like that. He leans over the counter and presses Rosie into Steve’s hands, startling the younger out of his stupor, and drops the diaper bag onto the floor. 

"I’ll be right back," Eddie says before heading out of the shop. He goes to a nearby food stand and buys the largest cup of Hawaiian Punch they have, then carries it back to Scoops Ahoy. He takes off the lid as he approaches the girls, and they don’t pay him any attention at all - until he upturns the cup onto the table and sends a flood of Red 40 spilling across the surface and down onto their laps. All three girls scream and jump up, trying to minimize the damage done to their clothes, and Eddie feels so smug.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” he says, keeping his tone even and clearly unapologetic, and one of the girls turns to look at him, eyes blazing with fury. 

“What the fuck! What’s your fucking problem?!”

“Right now? You three shit-talking, pep-rally posers are my fucking problem. Just be happy it wasn’t a slushie.”

A different girl lets out a cry of anger as she grabs her ice cream and throws it at Eddie, hitting him square in the chest with it. He levels an unimpressed look at her and wipes the dessert off with his hand. “You ladies should probably get going before your clothes are stained beyond saving.”

As furious as they are, the three seem to agree as they quickly leave, but not without throwing a few more insults his way. He waves them off with a “Have a nice day!” then turns to see Robin now behind the counter instead of Steve, Rosie propped on her hip and a beaming smile on her face. 

“I’ll clean it up, I promise,” Eddie says as he makes his way back to the counter. 

"That was so awesome! I fucking hate those girls, they're always awful to Steve and they never tip," she says, and Eddie frowns. 

"Birdie, how long has this been going on?” 

Before Robin can answer, Steve appears from the back area with a bucket and mop, as well as a few hand towels, and Eddie rushes over to help him. They carry the supplies to the table, and Eddie wipes the juice onto the floor as Steve mops it up, the two working in tandem to clean up Eddie’s mess as Robin keeps an eye on Rosie.

“I’m sorry about this,” Eddie says after a few minutes of silence. “I was just… pissed off, and I wasn’t thinking, and this is the only thing I could think of to do that didn’t involve me throwing punches at girls.”

Steve hums softly, waits a moment before saying “I’m not upset. I just… You didn’t have to do that, you know.”

Eddie steps over, wrings out the rag into the mop bucket. “I wasn’t going to let them sit there and talk shit about you Steve. You’re stepping up and raising Rosie by yourself, and… You don’t deserve that. 

“Well, not all by myself.” Steve has a soft smile as he leans over and nudges his shoulder against Eddie’s. “You’ve done more than your fair share, I think.”

The blush that floods Eddie’s face matches the red still covering the floor and he quickly turns, almost trips as he goes back to the booth, and he hears Steve chuckle behind him. By the time the mess is completely cleaned up, Eddie’s hands are stained a soft pink even after a few washes in the employee sink.

“I should probably go before I cause any more damage to your place of employment.” he says, slinging Rosie’s bag over his shoulder. 

“I dunno, I kind of enjoy the free entertainment,” Robin chimes in, and Steve rolls his eyes as he takes Rosie from her. “Okay, next time you can spend ten minutes cleaning up Hawaiian Punch.”

Eddie groans and scrubs his stained hands over his face. “I’m never gonna live this down, am I?” he asks, and Robin grins. “Definitely not.”

He groans again, definitely over-exaggerating at this point just to make Robin laugh, and glances over to see Steve place a kiss to Rosie’s chubby cheek. “Alright, nugget, we gotta get back to work,” Steve says, and like a sixth sense, a group of four teens walk into the shop. Robin greets them as Steve hands Rosie over with a final peck.

“Hey,” Eddie says softly as he takes the baby and props her on his hip. “Call me before you leave and I’ll order us a pizza or something. Consider it an apology for my 'Shining' moment.” 

And his knees go weak when Steve gives him that soft smile and nods. “I think I could accept that apology.”

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#please take this so i don't have to look at it anymore #on the upside i wrote part 4 while avoiding this part so its already finished lmao #teen dad steve #love grows #steddie #steddie fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #joey writes #low-key shoutout to withacapitalp who said 'steve dealing with small town mindsets' #and my brain immediately interpreted that as 'eddie being a menace to bigots on steve's behalf'

[helloalycia]

the Clarks [three] // alicia clark

summary: now that Nick has finally returned from rehab, you both have to start considering what happens following graduation.

warning/s: mentions of relapsing, drugs and alcoholism.

author's note: it’s a bit late again, my bad! but here’s part 3, hope you like it 🥰

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18 years old...

Time had flown so quickly since Nick returned home and, before I knew it, we were counting down the days until graduation. There was only a week left before we'd both be walking onstage to collect our diplomas – something we were both surprised to achieve, but nonetheless grateful.

We were laying on his roof the evening before our last week in school, staring up at the stars and chatting about anything and everything. It was one of those moments you didn't want to end because you were at peace and nothing could change that.

"Are you gonna leave if I pull out some weed?" he asked suddenly, ruining the moment.

I groaned quietly. "Nick..."

He laughed quietly, already pulling out a joint and lighting it. "It's only weed, it won't kill me."

I gave him a disapproving look. He was supposed to be clean, but he'd been using weed on and off for the past few weeks. It was better than much worse drugs out there, but it still worried me in case he got addicted again.

He breathed in before sighing with relief as he got more comfortable, moving one arm behind his head to use as a pillow.

"What do you think you're gonna do after school's finished?" I asked him once it fell quiet again.

"Dunno," he said honestly.

"Haven't you applied for any colleges?"

He snickered, as if I'd said something amusing. "Nope. Mum's been on my back about it, but I don't know if I want that right now. Why force it?"

I hummed in acknowledgement, admiring the few stars dotted in the sky. "You've been through a lot this past year. Maybe you should use this time to focus on yourself for a while."

He put his joint to his lips once more before handing it over to me. "Maybe. What about you?"

I quirked a brow, looking between me and the joint. He tried not to laugh as he waved it in the air.

"C'mon, it won't kill you," he teased.

I sighed, figuring it would be okay to let loose just this once. Accepting the joint, I took a smoke and pulled a face at the taste. I'd had weed before, but only a little, and aside from the momentary high it gave me, I wasn't a huge fan.

"I don't know either," I finally answered his question. "Not properly anyway."

He laughed as he nudged me. "Yeah you do. C'mon. Tell me."

I shrugged. "I'll be working full time at the diner, hopefully only for the year. They said they'd take me on. I'm saving to go to college."

"How wise," he joked, making me smile and roll my eyes.

I smoked some more, letting myself fall into nothing as I embraced the silence, and then Nick and I both turned to the left when we heard a noise on the roof.

"Gee, thanks for the invite." It was Alicia.

Nick groaned lightheartedly. "Go away. I'm trying to hang out with my friend and you're ruining it."

I slapped his arm playfully. "Shut up, Nick. She can join us."

"I was going to anyway," Alicia said before laying down beside me.

Nick grumbled to himself as I chuckled, then I passed her the joint. She gladly accepted, smoking it, before glancing over at me.

"So, what were you talking about?" she asked.

"What Y/N's gonna do after graduation," Nick filled her in.

She hummed, looking back to the sky. "Working, right?"

"Uh-huh," I confirmed.

"If only we could all get straight A's like you, Leashy," Nick teased.

"If you tried, you could, idiot," she retorted, making me chuckle as he scoffed.

The three of us stayed up there for a little while longer, talking nonsense, getting semi-high and preparing ourselves for the last week of school tomorrow. By the time the sky started spinning above me, I knew it was probably time to pack it in for the evening, but before I could say anything, Alicia spoke up from beside me.

"You'll still be around, right?" she asked. "Afterwards?"

It took me a few seconds longer than usual to realise she was talking about after I graduate, and I looked over at her, nodding.

"Of course," I said. "Where else would I go?"

She smiled softly, eyes dilated and half-lidded at the same time, and just like me, she was slightly out of it. It didn't help that I couldn't seem to look away from her, and I wasn't sure if the moment was abnormally long or if I was too high to make sense of it, but I couldn't stop thinking about how pretty she looked. About how much I wanted to kiss her right now. About how I was certain I'd stay by her side as long as I could because she meant so much to me, more than I'd ever let on.

When I found my thoughts drifting, I looked up at the sky again and blinked, suddenly coming out of my weed-induced daze. That was weird, thinking of Alicia like that. She was my best friend's little sister and she thought of me as family. I was being weird. Oh, God.

Massaging my head briefly, I began to sit up. This is why I wasn't a weed person, especially not whilst laying next to the girl I had major feelings for.

"You okay?" Alicia asked, and Nick nudged me with his foot, his way of checking in.

"Yeah, just tired," I half-lied, because it was kind of true. They didn't need to know the rest. "I'm gonna call it a night."

"We all should," Alicia agreed. "Early start tomorrow."

I hummed in agreement, and avoided looking at Alicia for the rest of the evening.

Graduation day finally arrived, and though my mum didn't care enough to see me collect my diploma, I still had the Clarks standing in my corner, making it worthwhile.

The last thing I expected was for Madison and Alicia to throw Nick and I a joint celebratory party at their house after the ceremony. It was one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for me – the other nice things also being from them, funnily enough – and I definitely cried. Nick appreciated it too, but he was never a fan of these sorts of things. Either way, I was grateful enough for the both us.

Madison had invited some of the neighbours and Alicia had invited some of her friends to hang out with. It was a small affair, but I didn't have anyone special to me other than them anyway, so I loved it nonetheless.

It was at this party where I finally met Alicia's boyfriend, Matt. He was nice enough when she introduced him and he seemed to treat her the way she deserved. Truthfully, there wasn't a single fault. And yet, I still didn't like him. I knew why, but that didn't matter. My feelings didn't. So, I played nice and avoided them like the plague, as one does.

After conversing with everyone, I took a breather in the corner of the garden where some food was laid out. Nick found me there, revealing that he was heading off.

"So soon?" I asked with confusion "This party is mainly for you, Nick. You can't just leave."

He waved a dismissive hand. "No one will care. Besides, you'll still be here. I'm gonna go hang out with Gloria."

Gloria was his friend from rehab, and though she seemed lovely, the two of them didn't seem to bring out the best in one another. Still, it was clear she was more than a friend to him, so I couldn't comment.

"Why don't you invite her here?" I suggested, before popping some fruit in my mouth. "Everyone seems to be bringing their partners."

He chuckled, giving me a look. "Firstly, Gloria isn't my partner. Secondly, that technically leaves you out. Where's your partner, Y/N?"

"Non existent, arsehole."

"Hopefully not for long," he said between laughter, before hugging me. "See you later."

I sighed as I watched him leave. It was his day too, and if he wanted to celebrate with Gloria, who was I to stop him? My eyes drifted from his retreating figure to the other party guests mingling in the garden, and then they settled on Alicia and Matt, lingering without meaning to. She was giggling at something he said and it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

It was stupid to still like her after all this time, especially when she had a boyfriend, but I truly couldn't help it.

"How's my new graduate doing?" Madison suddenly appeared, earning my attention.

I returned her smile and straightened up. "I'm good, Madison. Thank you again for doing all this. It's wonderful."

"You gotta stop thanking me," she said with amusement, before standing beside me with her drink and looking out at everyone. I wondered what she wanted, but before I could ask, she said, "I got you a little something."

She pulled out an envelope from behind her back and held it out to me.

"Oh, Madison, you really didn't have to. This party is more than enough," I said, attempting to decline, but she shook it for emphasis.

"Stop it, Y/N, just take it."

It didn't feel right to, but it was also rude to decline her sweet gesture, so I reluctantly accepted the envelope and opened it. My jaw immediately dropped when I pulled out a cheque for five thousand dollars, addressed to me.

"It should cover most of your time at community college, right?" she asked innocently, like she didn't know.

"Madison, I..." Five thousand dollars? That was more than I'd saved in the past three years! "I could never take this. I– What the hell?"

"It's yours now," she assured me. "A gift."

I glanced at her, seeing her kindness reflected in her eyes, the same one she offered to me ever since I moved in next door. But this was too much. I couldn't accept it.

Ignoring her, I put the cheque back in the envelope and tried to give it back to her, but she refused, hiding her hands in her pockets.

"Madison–"

"No," she said sternly. "You're like a daughter to me, Y/N. I see a lot of myself in you and I care about like I do my own kids."

I pressed my lips together, unsure how to respond. She never spoke how she felt, so this was a rarity.

"Nick, he... he's lost," she continued, smiling at me dryly. "He doesn't wanna go to college apparently. I'm hoping that'll change, but..." She clicked her tongue. "Alicia is already set. It's always been smooth sailing for her. So, that only leaves you. And I know that your mum, she... well, I don't expect her to have saved for you, and I know you've been saving for yourself, but it'll take too long and I don't want you to miss out. So, I'm giving this to you and I want you to enrol now. For this year. It's not too late."

Tears were making their way to my eyes as I looked at her. "Madison."

"Please," she said gently.

Nobody had ever cared this much for me before, nobody except her. I'd always known she considered me family, but there was playing family and there was actually being family. And nobody just handed somebody five grand unless they meant it. And Madison, especially, wouldn't do something like this unless she meant it.

My mum, my dad... they never cared. Not truly. And though Nick and Alicia would both argue that their mother had no emotions, I'd always think the opposite. This woman stood before me was the most sensitive person I knew.

Unable to answer with words, I nodded slowly before pulling her in for a hug so tight that I was certain I couldn't let go. She rubbed my back comfortingly before we both pulled away and I looked down at the envelope once more.

"I'm gonna pay you back," I promised, to which she instantly shook her head.

"No way. It's not a loan, Y/N, it's a gift."

I breathed out slowly, laughing to disguise from my embarrassment at crying with happiness. She may have gifted it to me, but I knew I'd pay her back one day anyway. For everything.

"I'm so so proud of you, sweetie," she said, resting a hand on my shoulder and making me look at her again. "You're gonna do amazing things one day and I can't wait."

More tears rolled down my cheeks and I felt an overwhelming happiness flood through me. I wasn't sure what I'd done to deserve this, but I was glad for it.

"Y/N, hon, can you go get Matt and Alicia? Dinner's ready," Madison called to me in the living room.

I glanced back at her from the couch. "Sure thing."

I would have much preferred not to, but I also knew I needed to get over myself about this whole Alicia thing, so I forced myself off the couch and headed upstairs to Alicia's room. Her door was almost closed, slightly ajar as per Madison's rule whenever Matt visited. I was about to enter, but I paused when I heard them talking in quiet voices.

"I just can't wait to leave already," Alicia was saying, which is what earned my attention because she sounded a little fed up. "Get as far away from them as I can."

"Not too far, I hope," Matt joked.

"Not too far, of course," Alicia agreed, before they both sighed in unison, and I cringed, knowing they'd probably just kissed.

I was going to stop lurking and just walk in, but I couldn't help but overhear as she continued. And I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but I had an instinct to just listen.

"I'm just tired," Alicia continued. "Looking after Nick, being mum's second priority, dealing with Travis..."

Travis was Madison's boyfriend, a recent part of the Clarks lives, and a better one, in my opinion, but of course Nick and Alicia didn't see it that way because their father's death was still fresh for them. Travis was a teacher at school, which is how Madison and him had met, so Alicia probably saw him more often than she wanted to.

"It's just easier to look after myself," Alicia finished. "I basically have been anyway."

"And what about Y/N?" Matt asked curiously.

"What about her?"

"You wanna get away from her too?"

I held my breath as I awaited her response, the second of silence killing me.

"Of course not," she said matter-of-factly, which had me relieved for a moment before she unfortunately continued, "but she won't leave here. And I can't hang around."

Definitely not expecting that, I frowned and stepped back instinctively, but I must have made a sound as Alicia called out loudly.

"Is someone there?"

Flushing with embarrassment, I cleared my throat and pushed the door open, poking my head in, but I couldn't for the life of me meet any of their eyes. "Madison said dinner's ready."

"Oh, okay," she answered awkwardly.

"Matt, you can stay too," I added uncomfortably.

"Actually, I should head back," he answered, "but thanks for the offer."

I nodded and turned to leave, heading back downstairs and forcing myself to ignore everything I'd just heard. It wasn't my business anyway, and I shouldn't have been eavesdropping. It had just taken me by surprise is all, as Alicia had never expressed thoughts of leaving as strongly as she had just then.

When the Clarks and I sat together eating dinner, I felt Alicia's eyes burning holes into the side of my head, but I refused to meet her gaze. I still felt odd and I couldn't stop thinking about her words. Were her family that bad that she wanted to leave so quickly after graduation? Was I?

After dinner, once I'd helped Madison clear the table, I was on my way to get my jacket when Alicia suddenly pulled me to the side, out of sight from everyone else as we were alone in the living room.

"You heard me talking to Matt, didn't you?" she blurted out in a hushed voice.

I blinked, looking down at her hand which was still gripping my arm. She let go once she realised, and I played dumb.

"No, I didn't."

She narrowed her eyes, studying me carefully as if debating whether to push it. Finally, she rolled her eyes and turned to leave, but I couldn't seem to just let it go.

"Are you really just going to leave?" I asked calmly. "Go as far away as you can?"

She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You don't get it."

"Then explain," I said with confusion. "Because it sounds like you're counting down the days until you get your diploma, then you're off."

She met my eyes, giving me a look. "It's not like that. But yes, I've been applying to colleges far from here."

I frowned, a little hurt that she'd never told me any of this before and that I'd found out the way I had. "Well, at least I know you'll get in, right? You're not dumb."

Her expression softened and she tried to touch me, but I backed up. "Y/N."

"You don't know how grateful you are, do you?" I said, a little sterner than I intended, but it was the only way I knew. "Your family. They're a little dysfunctional, sure, but they care. And the way you talk about them, like they're such a burden–"

"They are!" she snapped in a low voice, surprising me. "Nick is back on drugs, and who has to be there when he's coming back down? Me! I babysit him like he's the younger brother. And mum, she's always at his beck and call, but me? She couldn't care less!"

I scrunched my eyebrows together in shock. "Alicia, that's not true–"

"It is!" she exclaimed angrily. "You wouldn't know."

Her anger was contagious and I scoffed, shaking my head. "So, what? They're all a burden because they need you? Makes me wonder what you think of me."

"That's not fair," she said in a low voice.

"Isn't it? I won't leave here. Isn't that what you said?"

She opened her mouth, eyebrows raising with disbelief. "That's because it's true! You won't! This is your chance to get out, make a life away from this one, but you stay!"

"I won't, or I can't?" I answered, glaring at her with teary eyes. "In case you've forgotten, I have fucking nobody! No money, no family, nothing! I don't even have a freakin' car! Where the hell would I go? I'm only at fucking college because your mum felt sorry for me and gave me the money! So, of course I won't just leave. I can't!"

She'd never hinted she felt this way before and it was horrifying. Had I overstayed my welcome? I was technically an adult now, but I never thought... maybe I had pushed my luck. Either way, there was a way to tell me and this wasn't it. And now I felt humiliated, burning with anger and hurt and it was so much worse because it was coming from Alicia.

"Wait...," she murmured, eyes roaming my face as her expression softened and the reality of the conversation hit her. "Just wait. Y/N, I didn't mean it like that. I shouldn't have said that."

She attempted to touch my face, but I moved away and wiped the tears from my cheeks.

"It doesn't matter," I said, tired. "Forget it. Just– forget it."

"No, just– Y/N, wait, please, I'm sorry–"

Walking past her, I grabbed my jacket and didn't bother to stay any longer or hear her out. Clearly, I wasn't wanted.

The next day, I was sat on campus eating lunch after class. It was supposed to be a well-needed moment of quiet in one of my favourite places – next to a park where some ducks always came out near the water and made for a lovely sight. I wasn't able to focus in class after everything that went on last night, so I thought a lunch alone in my favourite spot would help, but it was just my luck that I couldn't even have that.

A familiar figure began to approach the picnic bench I was sat on, not even giving me chance to open my sandwich.

"Hey," Alicia said when she stopped before the bench, looking nervous.

I sighed, dropping my sandwich. "How did you find me?"

She waved her phone in the air. "Find My iPhone."

I was seriously regretted enabling that function, but we'd all agreed to do so after we couldn't find Nick that one time when he went on a night out. Now, I just wanted to be alone.

"I want to apologise and I couldn't wait any longer," she said softly.

"Forgive and forget," I said dismissively, picking up my sandwich again. "You can go now."

"No," she said stubbornly, before taking a seat opposite me. "Y/N, I'm so fucking sorry. I never meant to say what I did. I didn't mean it like that at all. You were right. I have more than most and I took advantage of it. I guess I just wanted to start fresh."

"Yeah, without everyone," I reminded her, looking between her eyes. "Without your family. Without–"

"Not without you," she stated with an apologetic look. "Never without you."

I wanted to believe her – she'd never lied to me before, but after everything she'd said... there had to be some truth to it.

"I applied for colleges here too," she shared, resting her hand on mine on the table. "I don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing, but I'm not trying to run away. You're all my family. I love you."

I swallowed hard, looking down. "Maybe I don't get it. Not fully. But I just thought–" I paused, not even sure what I was trying to say. "I don't know."

She squeezed my hand gently, earning my attention. "The best thing that could have happened to me is us taking you in as one of our own. The last thing I wanted was to make you feel any less."

I sighed, hating how much I cared about what she thought of me. About what all of the Clarks did. But they were all I had.

"I'm so sorry," she repeated. "I never meant to upset you and I've been kicking myself since I said what I did."

I nodded slightly, resting my other hand on hers in reciprocation. "It's okay. I get it. Your situation is tough and you had to grow up a lot faster because of Nick... I've tried to help ease that burden for you, but Nick can get out of control sometimes, I know."

"I appreciate it," she said, but I wasn't looking for acknowledgement, I just wanted her to be okay.

"I'm sorry, too," I told her. "The whole making your problems seem smaller thing wasn't cool."

"Thank you," she said with a nod of acceptance.

"Wherever you choose to go to college, I'll still be here for you," I promised her. "Whether it's Timbuktu or around the corner."

She cracked a small smile, bringing a light to her eyes that I'd missed. "I know."

"Ideally not Timbuktu though," I added lightheartedly. "Flights would be a little pricey."

A quiet chuckle flew from her lips as she nodded. "Noted." Her smile reminded as she met my eyes hopefully. "I have a free period. Wanna eat lunch together?"

I returned her smile. "I'd like that."

19 years old...

Nick's MIA. Is he with you?

I read Madison's message with furrowed brows, both confused and worried for my best friend. It was the third time this month he'd gone rogue, worrying his whole family.

Attempting to call Madison, I cursed when she wouldn't pick up then dropped her a text to let her know he wasn't but that I'd update her if anything changed. Then, when I finally finished my morning classes, I gave Alicia a call as I waited for the bus.

"Y/N, what's up?" she answered straight away.

"Your mum just said Nick's missing again," I said, but before I could finish, Alicia was already speaking.

"He's been found," she assured me, though she sounded understandably pissed off. "They brought him into the hospital this morning. Idiot got hit by a car. No surprises what he was up to."

I chewed on my lower lip, worried. "Is he okay?"

I could imagine her eye roll as she said, "Considering he didn't get arrested, I'd say he was great." She paused, then her frustration left her tone as she said, "I've got class, Y/N. Can we talk later?"

"Of course," I said, feeling bad for her because this sort of thing had been happening a lot more than usual lately. "Sorry. See you later, Leashy."

"See you later."

I wanted to check on Nick, but he was in hospital overnight and when Madison offered to let me join her, Alicia and Travis to visit him in the morning, I couldn't afford to miss class. I almost did, but Madison assured me it was okay and he'd be fine, so I promised I'd visit later that afternoon. Only, when I tried to arrange it with Madison, they revealed he'd escaped the hospital without telling anyone.

Naturally, I was worried out of my mind, but Madison and Travis promised they were searching for him, so I shouldn't worry about it. Easier said than done, of course.

That same day, after class, I tried ringing Madison to see if there were any updates about Nick's whereabouts, but there was no answer.

By the time I'd stopped by to grab some lunch and headed home, I went straight for the Clarks house to check in. I was surprised to find Madison at home.

"Y/N, you're here," Madison said when she answered the door, immediately pulling me in for a hug. "I was just about to call."

Confused, I returned the hug. "Er, yeah... I just wanted to see if there was any news with Nick."

At this, she pulled me inside the house and that's when I saw the idiot himself stood in the living room. Relieved at the sight of him, but also concerned because of some bruises covering his face, I pulled him in for a hug.

"You fucking idiot," I muttered.

He hugged me tight, about to say something, but Madison spoke up instead.

"Alicia's calling... Y/N, can you just– can you watch him for a sec?"

"Sure," I said, still confused with why she was panicked. "Everything okay?"

It wasn't hard to miss the deadly stare she shot her son, who looked like he had a million and one things to say.

"What's wrong?" I asked him when I saw his ghastly expression and inability to stand still.

He simply shook his head, saying nothing, but he looked anxious. Madison left two of us alone, heading into the kitchen.

"You can be such an idiot sometimes," I scolded him once she was gone. "Using again? Getting hit by a car? Are you insane, Nick?"

He wasn't listening to a word I was saying as he took a seat on the couch, knees bouncing up and down with impatience. I rolled my eyes, knowing how this would go since he hadn't listened to me for a long time now.

"...no, Alicia, don't touch him!" Madison was saying, on a phone call but loud enough for us to hear.

She returned not long later, looking stressed out and as anxious as Nick did. Was I missing something?

"What's up? Is everything okay?" I asked her supportively. "Is Alicia okay?"

She brushed her hair from her eyes. "She's with Matt. He's sick."

"Yeah, a load of people were off sick today in class," I realised, before shrugging. "Maybe there's a bug going around."

Madison wasn't satisfied with that answer though, as she went to grab her car keys. "I'm gonna pick her up. I don't want her getting sick, too."

"I can get her her if you want," I offered, but she shook her head and glanced at Nick, who was sweating profusely.

"No. You stay with Nick. I won't be long."

Not really getting much of a choice, I nodded and watched her leave. Nick didn't reveal much, even when Madison left, but he seemed troubled by something and no amount of coaxing from me would help. He was suffering from withdrawals, just over twenty-four hours passing since he'd taken anything, and the symptoms were making themselves known.

After what felt like forever, Madison returned with an irritated Alicia in tow. Though, as soon as she saw me with Nick, her irritation disappeared.

"He's not doing too well, Madison," I told the blonde, kneeling beside a shivering Nick.

"I'm gonna get him his prescription," Madison assured me, before looking between Alicia and I. "You girls look after him. Travis will be here soon with Liza and Chris, so keep an eye out."

Alicia and I exchanged confused looks. Why was Travis bringing his ex-wife and son back here? And what was Madison so worried about, apart from Nick?

"You're gonna make me stay here and look after this idiot when Matt needs my help?" Alicia asked her mum.

"Alicia, don't argue this," Madison said knowingly. "Stay put, okay?"

She didn't wait for a response as the door slammed behind her when she left. I sighed, using a damp cloth to cool Nick's forehead. Meanwhile, Alicia threw her backpack on the floor before looking to me.

"Can you watch him? I wanna check on Matt," she said.

"I–"

"No," Nick groaned, pushing me away as he struggled to sit up. "Mum said you have to stay."

Alicia rolled her eyes. "You've got Y/N."

"Is he okay?" I asked her, noticing her worry behind her mean girl facade.

"He's sick," she said with a frown. "Didn't show for our date in the park and that's why I went to check on him. His parents are out of town, Y/N, I can't just leave him."

The last thing I wanted to do was go against Madison's request, but I truly didn't see the harm in her checking on him.

"Okay, fine," I gave in with a nod. "Go. I'll watch Nick."

She smiled appreciatively before making her way to the door, but Nick didn't seem to like this as he forced himself to stand up.

"Alicia, no!" he shouted after her, making her roll her eyes. "You can't, Alicia, it's not safe!"

"Nick, sit down!" I shouted at him when he leaned against the couch for support. "Nick– Nick!"

I screamed his name when he fell to floor suddenly, convulsing, and Alicia was by my side in an instant, helping me help him.

Alicia and I sat on the two armchairs, exhausted and nervous as we watched Nick laying on the couch, sleeping. Madison still wasn't back with his meds and, considering we'd almost watched him choke to death on his own vomit, we were pretty impatient for her return.

"You okay?" I checked in with Alicia.

Her green eyes flickered from Nick to me. "No. You?"

I sighed, shaking my head. "You thinking about Matt?"

She nodded weakly.

"I'm sure he's fine," I tried to put her at ease. "Have you tried calling him? Maybe his parents are back."

"He won't answer," she said monotonously.

I frowned, unsure what else to recommend. Thankfully, keys were rattling at the front door and in walked Madison with Nick's meds.

"I've got it," Alicia said, grabbing the bag and attempting to wake up Nick.

"Y/N, have you checked on your mum?" Madison asked randomly.

I quirked a brow. "Er, no. Am I supposed to?"

She glanced out the window uneasily. "There's a lot going on out there. Just do it, hon."

Already knowing I'd regret it, I gave my mum a ring there and then, to which she picked up after a few rings.

"Mum? It's Y/N," I said, in case she happened to be too drunk to read her caller ID. And woo-hoo, guess who was right?

"Y/N?" she asked with confusion, before exclaiming with realisation, "Y/N! What do you want?"

Unsurprised at this point, I said, "Where are you? Are you coming home?"

She laughed, though it was hard to make out because of the sound a man talking nearby, giving me the creeps. "I'll be on my way soon. Don't wait up."

I rolled my eyes. "Right. See you later."

Once I hung up, I realised Madison was still waiting to hear an update.

"She's drunk," I told her the usual. "But she's gonna be back soon."

She nodded distractedly, before saying, "When she comes home, you need to check if she's sick. And if she is, you shouldn't touch her."

"Mum," Alicia said disapprovingly, before I could even think to speak. "Not now."

I shook my head with confusion, looking back to Madison. "What?"

"This sickness, it's spreading," she said with concern. "I don't want you getting sick, too. Just promise me you'll check, okay?"

Alicia scoffed, unimpressed at her mum's ignorance.

"I promise," I told her. "Besides, she'd have to actually make it home first..."

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[cookieswithay]

"The happy feelings club!"

🧡Ichigo x Orihime🧡 Ichihime fic

💝Episode 1: The gingers meet!

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• Ichigo's pov!

• "Don't let it happen again, Kurosaki."

• "Yeah, yeah. It won't."

• Once again, I'm leaving the principal's office. But at least I got sent for actual reason this time.

• Hi there, I'm Ichigo Kurosaki. Near straight A student. I got 2 sisters and 1 insane dad. And I'm a natural carrot top. You'd think with my high grades and all, teachers wouldn't pay me any mind. But no. I'm on everyone's radar. The color orange means trouble. Everyone picks a fight. But, I know how to win this messed up game...most of the time.

• "Did you hear? That guy punched someone."

• "No way, that's horrible."

• "Whispers" aren't anything new, but this rumor has truth in it. (Although those girls could at least TRY to be quiet) The "guy" I punched, was some loser who thought he could get handsy with the girls in my class. I don't know them very well, but I'm not a fan of hearing my classmates scream. So I took care of him. Nice and quick.

• (Tatsuki wanted to kill him, so I just took the fall.)

• "Oh no,"

• One of the girls griped.

• "Here comes that orange haired girl again."

• Orange haired girl? This cruddy school has one? Since when? I turned around and sure enough, there's a carrot top! She's running down the hall...towards me. I...should run, but... My feet feel stuck to the ground. She screeches to a halt and fell to her knees panting. So...she shouldn't of ran that fast. A few minutes passed and she's still wheezing. Damn, is she okay?

• "Um, are you okay?"

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• Orihime's pov

• My lungs...are burning! But...I wanna...pass...these out! My name is Orihime Inoue! I have a busy older brother and I'm new to this school! I also like "weird combinations" of food. (Sweet treats ramen is so tasty!) And last but not least, I'm in charge of the happy feelings club! A blissful hour of doing your favorite things at school! All I need to do is get 3 more members and we can stay afloat. Hence my constant flyer passing! Like right now. But, I REALLY need to...catch...my breath. This tall guy...looks real nice.

• "Should I get the nurse...?"

• (Ichigo said that) Ah! Not the nurse again! I'll get scolded! I shot up. And I was face to face with a...with a...super cute boy. His hair is orange too...And...he probably has girlfriend! Don't wanna get my hopes up for nothing! I scrambled to my feet. I'm not dirty, am I?

• "Hi!"

• I said, flashing my persuasion smile. (It always works!)

• "I'm Orihime Inoue and I run the happy feelings club!"

• The cutie noodle looked confused. But, that's okay. It's a new club, so of course he never heard of it. This is what flyers are for! I pulled one from my backpack.

• "The details are on here."

• I gave it to him, nearly touching his long fingers. He's reading in his head. ...Why am I so NERVOUS!? He's reading the flyer! Not looking at me! Should I run!? Hide? Pass out!?

• "Ah-em."

• Huh?

• "Yes?"

• Did I say that too fast? He had on a half smile.

• "The meetings are after-school on fridays and wednesdays, right?"

• I nodded. My favorite days of the week.

• "Good, I'll be there."

• Oh..my...gosh! A new member! After two weeks of demanding nicely, someone finally joined-

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• Ichigo's pov

• Out of nowhere, Orihime fell into my chest. It hurt but...some softer things touched me too. ...Holy crap! What do I do? Move her? Ask if she's okay? What am I saying, of course I check if she's alright! ...Um. Where to tap? I don't wanna make her uncomfortable or anything. Suddenly, she popped up and...looks raring to go like she didn't just fall? What is this girl?

• I was gonna actually ask that, but someone caught my eye. It was that one black haired chick with the fuchsia eyes. She's snickering with her tomboy friend. (Menoly, she goes to Tatsuki's boxing class.) Why...is that ticking me off? ...Whatever, whatever. Back to Orihime.

• "Orihime-"

• I paused. She looked...hateful and she was gripping her hair. And that's kinda hot. Not angry, but not fully sad either. But, what's the hair clutching about. ...I get it! Those two owe her money. Of course. I would be furrowing my brow too if I was in this situation. Man, people are so cheap nowadays.

• "Ah-em."

• I looked down straight into Orihime's big brown eyes. Shit, she's pretty. She looked down at a hip and back up at me. Ah! I haven't let her go! I stumbled back, muttering a apology. Damn, I'm bad at this.

• "So, I'll see you after school?"

• I said somewhat cooly. She nodded, with the biggest smile on her face. I couldn't help but laugh. Seriously, what is this girl? I just felt like ass a minute ago and now I feel like I won the lottery.

• Rinnnnng!

• That's the bell. Here dies my good mood. I looked back at Orihime.

• "Um, bye."

• I couldn't of said anything smoother than that!?

• "Bye!"

• "See you after school!"

• I waved and watched her skip off to whatever class she's in. Huh, I'm actually looking forward to the club thing.

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• A few hours later

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• Orihime's pov

• "So, tell me more about this hunk you met."

• Um...I did, did I say hunk? He's just really, really handsome is all. I pulled some games out of the cabinet.

• "He was really just nice, Rangiku."

• (Rangiku is one of my favorite upper classmen. She's nice and taught me how to get on Mr. Hitsugaya's good side! He gives out snacks! And she has a thing for Sora. She said she's gonna get serious soon.)

• "Men are nice,"

• She said, leaning on the table.

• "But they all have little quirks and one of your mystery man's caught your eye."

• She...got me there. I really like his hair...and his face. Plus his voice too. She opened her arms up.

• "Come here, tell me all about it."

• I sighed and laid in her squishy embrace. This is probably my favorite thing about Rangiku. She so soft! I could almost...fall asleep on her... Suddenly, I felt hands on my sides. Oh no. She's gonna tickle me again!

• "Don't fall asleep on me now, Orihime~!"

• "I wanna hear all about your little crush."

• Eeeek! I don't wanna pee! Again.

• "Rangiku, stop it!"

• I said through laughs. My uniforms gonna get all crinkly! I tried to push her away, but she laid me on the table!

• "Wow, your skin is so smooth. What lotion do you use?"

• The answer is Cloudy delight moisturizer, but I can't breathe from too much laughter! Suddenly, she stops. Thank goodness. My bladder couldn't take too much more.

• "Oh shit..."

• She mumbled. Wait? What's wrong? I grabbed onto Rangiku's arm, pulling myself up. Is it a teacher? It was just tickling-

• It's the cute guy from earlier in the door way.

• (And two guys I ran into at lunch.)

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• Ichigo's pov

• I'm sure my face is beet red. But, I mean, come on! It's my first seeing two girls ontop of one another. (I'm not a adult film kinda guy) My hand shook on the doorknob.

• "Um...is this a bad time-"

• Suddenly, Keigo's hand was on my mouth.

• "Shut up, Ichigo! This is a once in a lifetime moment!"

• "Don't mess this up!"

• He shouted, while yanking me down. What the f-!? Mizuro put his hand over my mouth too.

• "Please ladies, continue,"

• "We don't mind."

• The older girl snickered.

• "Well, I guess we could do a little a something."

• She said, while tugging on her shirt. Orihime squeaked from under her. She looked just as embarrassed as me. That's it. This ends now. I bit down on one of Keigo's finger.

• "Ouch!"

• I shot up.

• "Knock it off!"

• I snapped. Man, this is a bad look for me. I'm flushed. Probably sweating now. And I had yet another "loud outburst". (Counseling stuff, don't ask.) Orihime's gonna think I'm crazy. The blonde burst into laughter.

• "Easy, easy, kiddo,"

• She crawled off the table. And Orihime.

• "I already have a guy I'm into, so calm down."

• She must a upperclassmen. No one my age would talk down to me like that. She strolled over, sizing me up. ...What's happening right now? She reached out and...patted my head?

• "No wonder a certain somebody likes you!"

• "You're adorable."

• What the- I am not adorable. I pushed her hand away.

• "Who're you anyway?"

• Yeah, I'm done being polite.

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• Orihime's pov

• "I'm Rangiku Matsumoto. The prettiest 3rd year."

• As she introduced herself, I sat up and fixed my clothes. (My underwear wasn't out, was it!?) That was embarrassing. Hopefully mr. unknown doesn't think I'm in love with Rangiku or something. Or a creepy pervert. I'm being crazy. If he ask, I'll explain. Easy peasy.

• "Okay, okay, I'm sorry for intruding,"

• I turned around. She's gonna leave!?

• "You two have fun,"

• Fun? (Why'd she say it like that!?)

• "And you two are gonna clean up with me!"

• The brown haired guy looked horrified.

• "You're a total hottie, but-"

• Rangiku snatched him by collar and pulled threw the door. He was screaming alot. (The other guy followed with no complaints.)

• "Bye bye, you too~!"

• She shut the door, leaving us in quietness.

• "I'm sorry about my friends."

• ...He's apologizing too?

• "No, no, it's my fault!"

• "Rangiku probably freaked you out."

• He turned red and shook his head.

• "It's fine, really."

• I nodded. And hello the crushing quietness. I looked around. What could we do? What's screams 'welcome new member'? Bingo! I grabbed the kitty notebooks.

• "Wanna draw cats with me?"

• He looked surprised, but smiled.

• "Why not?"

• Alright! Perfect time for my new scented markers! (Hopefully, they actually smell like their names.) I spread them out on the table and passed him a notebook. This is gonna be great! I'm great at drawing kitties!

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• Ichigo's pov

• This takes me back. The markers. Cats. And the breeze outside. When I was younger and my sisters were like 4, my old man went out. (I dunno if it was shopping or doctor stuff.) But, he was taking awhile, so that freaked them out. And I remember pulling out my school books and markers. We drew for what felt hours. Needless to say, we had alot to show to dad. Heh, feels like forever ago. Although, I'm not any better at it. They still look like malnourished stick cats. Poor things.

• I looked over at Orihime. She was laser focused. I wanted to peek at her drawing but...I got lost. The afternoon sun made her look great. Ah, what am I doing!? I'm s'posed to be drawing right now. Suddenly, she shot up. I flinched. (Did she notice me?) She turned to me.

• "Do you hear that?"

• "Hear what?"

• I said way too casually.

• "Just listen."

• She whispered. So I did. ...What're we listening in for?

• Mew.

• Orihime grabbed my face and pointed towards the window.

• "It's there!"

• I pried her hands off and walked towards the window. What the- It's a frickin cat in the tree. (Cliché much?)

• But, how'd it get up HERE of all places? We're on the third floor!? Orihime popped out from under my arm.

• "I think I can grab it from here."

• What!? She tugged me back and lifted her leg on the windowsill. Hiking her skirt up with it. Oh hell no. I gripped her waist.

• "Orihime!"

• She turned around, looking genuinely confused. I snatched my hands back.

• "Lemme get the cat."

• Good excuse!

• "I'm taller."

• She nodded, and got back in. We swapped places.

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• Orihime's pov

• "Let's make a plan."

• The mysterious prince said. He turned around, towering over me. Oh my...

• "I'll get the cat and you grab a teacher, okay?"

• "Okay!"

• I can do that!

• (I needed to give Mr. Kyõraku a assignment anyway)

• He smiled and stretched his long legs out the window. That's my cue to run like a track star!

• "Good luck!"

• I shouted and ran out the room. Just like earlier, I'm running down the hall. I'm hearing alot of not nice comments as I do, but I can't stop now. For the kitten's sake!

• A little more running later...

• "Mr. Shunsui!"

• He jumped and sat up straight. I slammed my hands on his desk.

• "I found a...a cat...I need...we..."

• I gotta...catch my breath! Just all the other times, I come in here, he chuckled.

• "Slow down, miss Inoue."

• He patted my head. (I'm kinda wheezing on his desk.)

• "I'm not going anywhere."

• My lungs are on FIRE, but...that guy probably has the cat already. And it could be hungry. I took a breath.

• "Me and this guy found a cat in a tree!"

• "A cat?"

• I nodded quickly.

• "On the 3rd floor too!"

• Mr. Shunsui stood and tugged his hair.

• "Oh boy."

• "Let's go find the kitty."

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• Ichigo's pov

• This cat is putting up a fight. I know it's scared and all, but I seriously not being threatening. I'm even smiling! (That's what's scaring it, my guy) And what's really irritating is, I almost got it. I can literally poke it with my finger. But, I'm almost out the window. If I loose my footing, I'm dead.

• "Come here..."

• The cat meowed and hugged the branch tighter. Dammit...I got it! It's afraid to fall! Just like me. I can do this. I saved one of Karin's friend before. Still shaking like crazy, I lowered my hands.

• "Fall right here,"

• I said, in my softest voice.

• "You're gonna be okay..."

• Slowly, the cat began to relax. (Although It looked at me with a oddly expressive face as like it was trying to call bull shit.) After a little time, it fell into my hands. It's a tad heavy, but it's nothing I can't handle.

• Suddenly, my foot slipped.

• Am I falling out the window!?

• Yes I am.

• Everything moved extremely fast. I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die-!

• "Ichigo!"

• My leg was caught. I looked up.

• "Orihime?"

• (She knows my name?😳) She smiled.

• "You're gonna be okay!"

• A much bigger hand grabbed my other leg. I shivered. Which teacher did she bring!?

• "I gotcha kid."

• Ohh, it's Mr. Shunsui. (Glad she didn't get crazy Coach Zaraki)

• After a little pulling and touching places, I hoped no man would. I was back inside.

• But, without the cat. When did I drop it!

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• Orihime's pov

• "Ichigo, what's wrong-"

• The cat.

• "Eeek! Where's the cat!?"

• We both pushed Mr. Shunsui out of the way and looked out the window. Where is it!? Where is it!? (I hope I'm not saying this outloud.)

• "There it is!"

• Ichigo shouted, pointing down. I hopped on his arm, getting a closer look. Down below, I saw a dark skinned guy with wavy hair. He had the kitty in his hands. (The poor thing was trembling) Have I met him before? He looked up at us.

• "Is this yours?"

• He called up. I shook my head.

• "I wish, but he's a stray we found in the tree!"

• I shouted back. I'm sure I know who he is. Mr. Shunsui scooted me over.

• "Son, could you be a dear and bring that cat up here?"

• He nodded and walked off. So did my teacher. I looked over at Ichigo. He was panting and sweating He looked my way and raised his hand.

• "Good job, we saved a cat."

• Oh, we're gonna high five. I only put my hand on his. I'm too tired to actually slap it.

• "Good job."

• I wheezed. He chuckled and looked back at the sunset. A light wind blew by. ...I'm so thankful for golden hour.

• "So, can I become a member?"

• Huh?

• "Of course!"

• "This is the most fun I had in weeks!"

• He looked over at me.

• "And cause your a nice guy!"

• I don't want him to think he's just a source of entertainment or anything. Ichigo stuck out his hand.

• "Agreed?"

• I smiled.

• "Agreed!"

• We shook hands.

• "Welcome to the happy feelings club."

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• "Orihime,''

• (We're putting the stuff away.)

• "Yeah?"

• "How come you suddenly know my name?"

• I know I forgot to tell her about it. She thought for a moment.

• "The cat you drew earlier!"

• "You signed it."

• Ah, she saw it!?

• "That's great."

• I said with a fake smile. She nodded.

• "It's going on your nametag!"

• Huh!?

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This was so long! But, y'know what, first episodes are always long. (And I may of done it on my tablet) Anyway, I really like this one. I can't wait for the next episode. Stay cool!

Little tag list: @elyonholic @o0o0thorn0o0o @ichihimelover1503 @takibikaen @usoppsstar

#bleach #ichigo kurosaki #orihime inoue #happy feelings club #first episode #finally got this done #loved it #real tired #hope you enjoy #ichigo x orihime #ichihime #stay cool #love u all

[lambertdiary]

hey i love your work so much! im so glad there’s people writing for this lovely character

i was wondering if you could write about him meeting one of Chris friends, he is very intrigued by her but can’t find her anywhere after that brief encounter, one day Dalton is supposed to pick up Chris after class but since he arrived quiet early decides to explore the area since he doesn’t come to that side of the school often, one of the classrooms is open and there’s piano music coming of it and is the reader. They have a proper introduction and Dalton tries to be brave for once and ask for her number, little did he know chris was watching him and let’s just say the way back to the dorms she was teasing him about the girl.

A/N: i can't tell you how much i loved this request! sorry it took so long to write but i hope you like it! as always please let me know what you think <3 (also in this fic chris and dalton are still roommates)

Word Count: 1.9k+

Warnings: pure fluff

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Music To My Ears

Meeting new people never came easy for Dalton. He was very shy and reserved, but so loving and kind to his friends. Which is exactly why the most outgoing and confident person he’s ever encountered adopted him almost immediately after they met.

Right now, he was hanging out in his dorm with Chris, his best friend. They were currently watching dumb scary videos on her laptop with a big bowl of popcorn between them. They had been doing that for about an hour, an hour they were supposed to use to do their homework but whatever awful and fake scary video they could find on youtube was surely more entertaining than that. Most of the time they were not scary at all, sure there were a few screamers here and there but the rest of it was just a bad story, bad editing and even worse acting.

Their focus was 100% on the screen, until Chris’ phone made them both jump. She paused the video and picked up her phone, typing a few words before putting it down again.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m just waiting for someone”

“Oh, so you double booked me?” He asked, acting offended. 

Chris rolled her eyes and pushed herself off of the bed “Your acting is worse than the guys on the videos” Now he was a little offended “No, she’s just here to return something” 

Chris walked across the room and opened the door, not all the way but enough for Dalton to see someone standing outside. A girl. 

“Hey” Chris said, and Dalton could see the girl smile “How did it go with the presentation?” 

“Hi! Really good actually, piano skills really do transfer over to this thing” She was holding Chris’ Melodica before giving it back. 

“See? Told you, if I can do it you for sure can”

“Yeah, thank you” She smiled again and looked at her hands while she played with them “I cleaned it too so don’t worry”

“Oh I’m not worried” Chris joked and both of them chuckled.

“Alright, thanks again. See you on friday!”

“Any time, see you!” She said before closing the door. Dalton quickly grabbed his phone and pretended to pay full attention to it “Now what? Should we keep watching or should we be responsible students and do some work?”

“There’s only 11 minutes left of this video, we’ll stop after this one, I promise” Chris agreed and went back to bed, where they ended up staying for another 2 hours.

Dalton couldn’t stop thinking about the girl. He wanted to ask Chris about her but he couldn’t possibly, what was he gonna do? Talk to her? Probably not, but if she and Chris are actual friends then he would for sure run into her again, right?

A week went by and there were no signs of the mysterious girl, not even on Friday, when she and Chris were supposed to see each other. But Dalton figured he would rather stay curious than be embarrassed.

It was Taco Tuesday and it was their special tradition to eat a lot of tacos after class. Dalton’s class was dismissed early so after dropping his things off in his dorm, he made his way to pick up Chris from the Math building. Once he got there, he checked the time and realized that he was a little early. He's not really familiar with that part of campus, going there every once in a while and only for a few minutes to wait for Chris, so walking around exploring for a bit while Chris’s class was over seemed like a good idea. He started wandering around, peeking at a few different open classrooms but not seeing anything interesting, he deduced it was just like any other part of campus. Plain and boring. 

He was about to turn around and return to his original spot, Chris was about to come down anyway, but before he could start walking, a beautiful melody caught his attention.

He looked around for a moment, trying to figure out where it was coming from, finally seeing an open room he didn’t see before, a sign with the words ‘Music Room’ above the big doors. As he got closer, the piano melody got louder. It was like a force was dragging him to that room, it was like his soul needed to see who was playing the piano so beautifully.

He stood outside, going in carefully as to not disturb whoever was playing there. The song kept going and Dalton could almost recognize it, it was so gracefully played it made him understand why someone would dedicate their entire life to music. As he got closer, he identified the person behind the large piano, he saw the girl that made him go crazy just last week. He felt his heart rate go significantly higher, debating on his mind if he should leave or talk to her. 

When the song ended, Dalton decided to go for it. I mean, who knew if the universe would give him another chance to talk to her? It was now or never.

She was about to start playing a different melody but was interrupted by a voice she has never heard before “That was beautiful”

She looked up at the person standing in front of her “Thank you” She was used to strangers complimenting her talent, it happened to her all the time, but thinking that he was listening to her play made her really nervous. 

“I’m Dalton by the way” He introduced himself and found his way next to the piano.

“Right, I remember you” She smiled “You’re Chris’ roommate”

“I am, yeah”

“Y/N”

“Y/N” he repeated her name, slowly. Almost as if he was tasting every syllable “Nice to meet you”

“Nice to finally meet you, Dalton. Chris tells me a lot about you” Dalton knew his face was burning, there was no hiding it, and he was a little embarrassed by it “I take it your artistic self draws you to music”

“Well, I was just walking by and I heard you play so-” He didn’t wanna sound like a creep, the last thing he wanted was for her to think that he was stalking her. She didn’t think that, but she wanted to mess with him anyway.

“So… you interrupted my sacred rehearsal” 

“I didn’t- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you- your rehearsal uh- I guess I should get going— oh, you’re kidding. Okay” 

Y/N burst into laughter, wishing she had a camera to capture Dalton’s terrified face. Something about him made her feel some kind of way, a good kind of way  “Do you like piano?”

“My mom plays the piano”

Y/N raised her eyebrows in amusement “Do you play?”

“Just a little bit… but you’re like a professional so in your eyes not at all, I suppose” Y/N chuckled.

“Show me”

Dalton’s eyes widened, no way she just asked him to play piano for her “What?”

“Yeah, do you know any song you can play for me?”

“Uh- Just this one song my mom wrote years ago”

“Go on then, play it for me” Y/N scooted over a little, making space for Dalton to sit next to her. Dalton looked at her unsure of what to do, not wanting to make a fool of himself “You just heard me play an entire song, it’s only fair”

Dalton let out a nervous laugh, but sat next to her on the stool. He was nervous and he was having a hard time remembering the right notes, but after a minute of staring at the keys he finally started playing. He didn’t play much, he didn’t remember much of the song and even if he did, he wouldn’t know how to play it. But Y/N loved every second of it.

“That’s all I can remember”

“Well, tell your mom she’s very talented” She said, not looking at him “And if you can remember the rest of the song, I would love to hear it sometime”

Dalton paid attention to their hands, they were really close to each other. And after building up the courage he asked her “Can I have your number? You know, just in case I have to show you the rest of the song”

“Yeah, just in case” Dalton pulled out his phone and handed it to her “Text me” She said typing her contact information on his phone and then giving it back.

“I will” Dalton looked at his screen, admiring her name on his contact list. Then a notification appeared on top.

Chris: Sorry I made you wait, but I’m going downstairs right now

“Uh- sorry, I have to go, but we’ll talk later” Dalton said, standing up and walking to the exit.

“Okay, I’ll be waiting for your text” She smiled at him again.

They waved goodbye and he left that room behind, his heart was racing and his hands were sweating, he couldn’t believe he asked for her number. As he approached the building, he spotted Chris standing there waiting for him “Sorry, something came up” He said, gesturing to her to start walking.

“What? Miss music over there?” Chris said pointing at the music room. 

“What are you-?”

“Yeah, I saw you coming out and Y/N always practices there when it’s empty. Plus, I saw you eyeing her the other day”

Dalton blushed again “I wasn’t-”

“Don’t even try. I told you, your acting sucks”

Dalton sighed “Chris, please don’t-”

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna say anything… But I bet she already knows”

“What?”

“I mean, I think she can tell when someone is flirting with her. Or at least trying to”

“Hey, I’m great at flirting”

“We can ask her” She said, pulling her phone out of her pocket.

“Stop, please” Dalton took it from her hands and put it back in her pocket. He didn’t think she would actually ask Y/N, but just in case.

“Aw, you’re properly in love” Chris said with a fake british accent.

Dalton rolled his eyes and kept walking, pretending not to care about the teasing but his blushed face giving him away.

“It’s okay,I’ll keep the secret. She gave you her number didn’t she?”

“For your information, I asked for it”

“Oh, go Dolphin!”

After their taco date, Dalton went back to his dorm and planned to call his mum. First of all, he hasn’t called her as much as he promised he would and second of all, he wanted to ask about the song.

“Hey sweetie” Renai said on the other line “It’s so good to hear from you, how have you been?”

“Hi mom, I’m okay, what about you? How is dad?”

“We’re great! Busy getting his things back into the house. How’s school?”

“School is good. Uh- listen, is there any way you can teach me the song you wrote for dad?” He asked, it didn’t go as smoothly as he had planned. 

“You wanna learn my song?” Renai sounded confused, which made sense considering Dalton stopped asking questions about her music years ago.

“Uh- yeah. Well it’s been a while since I’ve heard it and I can’t really remember much” He chuckled in hopes of making the situation less awkward.

“Mhm” She hummed “I’m gonna pretend I believe you’re just genuinely curious about the song and that you don't have ulterior motives”

#dalton lambert #dalton lambert x reader #dalton lambert fluff #dalton lambert fic #dalton lambert imagine #ty simpkins #insidious #insidious 5 #insidious the red door #dalton lambert imagines #dalton lambert smut

[twisted-lover-boys]

Hi, everyone. I’d like to make an announcement. It’s a very personal one and not in the good way…

TW: Abuse (physical & emotional), talk about running away, PTSD/Anxiety attacks, throwing up, violence & death threats, etc. Viewer discretion is advised

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So, the past 72 hours have not been the best. If you’re new here or don’t remember, I hate my dad and over the last 3 days, he’s gotten worse.

Me, my mom, and my sibling all have depression and we all hit a massive slump once school stared up again. Our normal chores weren’t getting done at the regular speed, but it was a slow progress nonetheless.

For context, my dad doesn’t work and sleeps all day and expects to be treated like how any mysoginistic man wants to be. When he woke up (10pm-ish), he complained to my mother about how our chores weren’t done and how the “house was a mess” (mind you, it wasn’t that bad).

My mom told him that if he didn’t help around the house, he had no right to complain. That’s when everything started. My dad threatened to kill my mother and physically hurt her by throwing glass and other hard objects at her.

She feared for our safety and took me and my brother (my sibling was sleeping at a friend’s that night) and took us to our grandma’s. Normally, we’d stay there for an hour or two but not this time.

My dad threatened to kill my mother and all three of us siblings (which he normally doesn’t do). He threatened to break our stuff and even kill our cats. All this over some chores that have been slower than normal. Mind you, he knows about our depression, anxiety, PTSD, and neurodivergent tendencies, he just chooses to ignore them since “this generation is lazy”.

My mom had ran away for a while, leaving me and my brother at my grandma’s. After a while (around 1AM), she called me. I could only describe her as hysterical. She was talking about running away, leaving behind our lives in my current state and either moving across the country or hopping over to another one.

That’s when the panic set in for me. My anxiety and (unmedicated) PTSD skyrocketed and I ended up locking myself in the spare room my grandma had and threw up. Everytime I heard my mom cry, I felt fear and had the need to throw up and I still don’t know why. But I didn’t like it.

My brother also did end up having a PTSD episode (mind you, he’s 11 and is not in therapy or has any medication since he’s “too young” in my parents eyes) but he didn’t throw up like I did.

It was like this all night. My mom talking about running away (with or without us) and threatening to call the cops (my dad was arrested 3 time in the past for this same issue) while my dad threatened to kill my mother and occasionally us (he stopped after a while and started just focusing on threatening my mother).

We weren’t able to go home until 5AM, and my mother didn’t even get to go inside. She slept at my grandmother’s before coming back the following morning. And things still weren’t good. Even as I’m writing this, I’m still in a massive bout of anxiety trying not to break down.

I’m not gonna ask for a place to stay or move to (actually, my boyfriend has that handled in case things went south), or money, or anything else. My siblings and I, my belongings and property, and my cats, are all fine and my mother is trying to heal. My dad is out of the picture (and the house) right now.

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I know this isn’t something I normally post, but I wanted to update ya’ll on why I’m absent and why I probably will be for a while.

This blog (and the Obey Me one (@devildom-lovers)) will be on an indefinite hiatus until I get better and the help I need. But thank you all so much for the patience.

#jin asks #jin talks #my therapist is gonna have a hefty check #update

[nobodybutapathetic]

Two Lovers Nevermore Seen

Couples: Draco Malfoy and Y/N

Warning: SOME SPOILERS ON WEDNESDAY, THE MOTIVATION OF ESCAPE.

Summary: Draco and Y/N escaping Nevermore after finding the truth about Ms. Thornhill. Though, how did they find out she was Laurel Gates? And how did they manage to escape? Well, that’s gonna be here on this imagine <3

Gift for: my lovely friend, @slytherinqueenrose

“So you’re telling me.. She’s Laurel Gates? Impossible.” You asked Wednesday, her nodding.

“I can’t stay reticent at all times. She wore red boots. Eugene told.” She paused.

“I trust you. You’re a mind reader, Y/N. You can find out yourself.” She said, with no emotions at all.

“You’re right but… Draco? Do you.. Agree on escaping?” You turned to Draco who was zoned out. You then snapped your fingers which made him go back to reality.

“My apologies- That’s probably a great idea. What about you, Wednesday?” He asked Wednesday but she just sighs.

”I have to deal with her first. Now, you both go hide! Once she knows that you both helped me out of this cell, I swear she’ll end your lives instead of mines.” Wednesday pushed us as we both fell to the ground of the exit.

”She’s scary.” Draco replied.

“Don’t know her yet?” I said, standing up, offering him a hand which he gladly accepted.

“Well.. 10x more scarier than my own father of course.” He opened the exit door and ran, holding your hand.

“We’re like children… I feel dumb right now.” You said, whilst panting at each step you took while running. Draco seemed to sneer at the fact you’re slowing down so you slightly slap his arm.

“What did I say about slaps?” He scolded.

“You never told anything. Nor even before. I can do anything I want, you’re not the boss of me.” You smiled then ran in the lead.

“Now that I was making fun of you, doesn’t mean you take the lead!” He angrily said which made him run even faster before stopping at the nevermore gate.

“This is it..” You sighed.

“Are you.. Gonna be okay with this?” He asked, rubbing your shoulder, causing you to slightly smile at him.

“It’s just that.. I’m not used to other schools. I’m already glued to the environment here so I’ll be made fun of in the other school you’ve been talking about.” You shyly said, him laughing.

“Oh don’t be silly! You’re not gonna be made fun of, love. You’re dating me, Draco Lucius Malfoy! The hottest boy in the entire world. Consider yourself lucky!” He kissed your cheek, giggling.

“Alright alright, handsome. Now, let’s not waste time and escape!” You opened the gate and it’s doors seemed to say it’s goodbyes.

Draco and you stepped outside and while Draco was walking, you gave one more look of Nevermore.

“I’ll maybe.. See you again someday.” You then followed Draco.

“So… What’s the school like? The one you’ve been talking about?” You asked Draco.

“Well… It’s big.. Really Magical.. Well, especially that you’re a witch and I am a wizard, it’s highly recommended for those types. And, it has different classes than we take here. Different tournaments too! Regarding to the year we���re in.” He stated out. It was interesting yet, you still believe it’ll be impossible making out alive after completing one year.

“Interesting..” You hummed, realizing you both were now in a forest.

“Are we lost?” You worriedly asked Draco.

“We’re not. We just gotta..” He took his wand out and tried producing a spell, which worked.

Suddenly, you both were now in a place that was almost as similar to a castle, 20x bigger than nevermore and really dreamy.

“There we go! Finally, I can use spells.” He sighed in relief.

“You said that it isn’t allowed to produce spells in the “muggle” world?” You asked, causing him to laugh really loud.

“Oh I love how you say the word muggle!” He pinched your cheeks, making you annoyed.

“Oh shut up and just… Go inside I guess..”

#draco lucius malfoy #draco #draco x y/n #draco malfoy #draco x reader #draco imagine #two lovers nevermore seen #dracomalfoy #Nevermore #Wednesday Addams #Harry Potter #draco oneshot #Nevermore draco #Nevermore Y/N #Wizard #Witch

[fruity-girl15]

The Santa Clause (Bernard X reader)

Here's a prologue of my story

You watch as snowflakes fall. Each one is more different and unique than the last one. Only lasting some milliseconds before melting away. You stare at the icy atmosphere of the north pole. That's right. The North pole. You were an elf. Not just any elf. The Head elf....second Head elf, in fact, but anyway, that's not important. The important part was trying to make sure Christmas was going to go off without a hitch, but here you are, just staring out a window. Will, Santa's little helper, and your boyfriend came up and checked up on you.

"Hey Partridge," Will greeted you with that adorable smile of his. You look at him with a nervous smile.

"H-hi Will," you turn your body and look at him. His smile dropped when he saw your worried look. 

"What's wrong? Did you get pranked? Are there enough toys for every kid in the world? Did you eat snow again? I told you it's not good for you. " Will begin to question your behavior. 

"I'm fine. I didn't get pranked well, not yet; there are enough toys for every nice kid in the world althoughit gets harder every time. And I didn't eat any snow... This time, " 

"Well, what's the matter, Partridge? " will questioned 

"I don't know. I just feel something that's gonna happen. I don't know. Maybe it's just pre-jitters." You shook your hands to calm yourself. Will holds your hands and brushes his thumb on your knuckles. You blush and look at him. You still get these unexplained feelings from him. Even after 22 years of being together, he can still make you smile and blush like a school girl

"Look, pre-jitters will go away. We have a big night ahead of us. We fly and we come back and then we can go drink Judy's famous Coco. " Will leaned on your shoulder thinking about the chocolate. He had a big knack for chocolate. You giggle and smile. 

"Yeah, and then it's off to New York for our New years date." You smiled as you looked towards the stars. You two would go to a place in the world and stay there for about 2 - 3 hours 4 times a year. So 8 - 12 hours a year, the two of you get a break. You kiss his head, and he gets up and leaves, not before saying.

"Love you, Partridge."He left, and you smiled. You were so lucky that you had him. You know nothing is gonna come between you two. Later, it was the departure. You gave Will a kiss on his cheek as some elves look digusted. You smile at him as he caressed your cheek with his thumb.

"Promise to be safe?"

"I'll try my best,"You let go as Him and Santa fly up and out. You smile as you look at your mentor Bernard. He looked at you with a worrisome look.

"You aren't Nervous?"

"Nah. He'll be ok"

"But what if"

"Look he will be careful I've been doing this for 130 years and he has been doing this for 24 years. We'll be fine"Bernard nods and goes back to work. You walk away to make sure everything was working perfectly.

～Time skip～

It was now Christmas Day but Santa wasn't back yet. You were walking in a circle as you were worried. Judy was trying to calm you down with hot chocolate. Bernard came to your room and opened your door. 

"They're back"You let out a sigh of relief before running out to help Jeremiah let Santa in. You walk up the stairs with Jeremiah and walk to the spot of the North pole. You look at the sleigh and you don't see Will. You see a man probably in his 30's and a young boy around 8-10. The man sees the two of you and tries to talk to you both.

"Hey. Hey you two. Can you hear me ?!"Jeremiah takes off his gloves and gives it to you. You hold them and ignore the man who is now Santa. You turn your back and almost feel tears falling. Once Jeremiah pulls up the pole, you add the code and the two start to go down. You both put away the Pole and walk back. You feel Jeremiah rub your back in comfort. Everyone knew how much Will meant to you and it hurts to find out your boyfriend of 22 years is dead. You two go back down as you hang up your coat and gloves and grab your clipboard. Even if what happened happened you still had a job to do. You make your way to Bernard who is shocked by the new Santa. He turned to you and you nod. He looked at you with Sympathy. He rubbed your back in comfort. You walked down to the stable and see Lyra arguing with Santa.

"Hey is this a Coffee break ?" You ask as you put your hands on your side. 

"We don't drink Coffee " Lyra answers with a confused face.

"Guess that means the break is over. Back to work. Chop Chop" Bernard did a chopping motionLyra left to go take care of the reindeer. You zone out of the conversation of Santa, who you caught that his name is Scott, and Bernard. You zone back in after Scott snaps his fingers at you. 

"Hey sparkles I'm talking to you" You were called that because you had sparkles on your cheeks.

"Yes what do you need?" You ask

"Why are we here."

"Dad dad we're at the north pole"

"Charlie I told you to stay in the sleigh"  You look down and notice the little boy beside him.

"This is my son Charlie, Charlie this is..." Santa pointed at you and Bernard.

"Bernard"

"Bernard. And this is..." Santa waited for you to say your name. You don't but instead squat down to Charlie's height.

"Hiya there I'm (Name) and I have got something for you"

"Oooo can I see it"

"What's the magic word?"

"Please!" 

"There we go sport" You take out a snowglobe out of your Satchel and hand it to him. "This is very special and old. Old as me and Bernard so do not break it" 

"I promise I'll be careful" Charlie took the globe and held it. He shook it and it showed him and Scott flying over a city. You smile at the memory."Dad look" Charlie tried to show his dad what the snowglobe did. His dad just brushed him off and continued to talk to Bernard. 

"Look I will send you the list after Thanksgiving"

"What list?" 

"Come on" you chimed in as you stood up. No one forgets the list. Scott gave you two a clueless look. Both of you rolled your eyes. "He's making a list..." you softly sang.

"Checking it twice !" Charlie chimes in with a louder voice. The elves realized singing was happening so they began to sing too. 

"He's gonna find out who's naughty and nice" Bernard groaned as the elves singing threw them off track. You look away as you remember Will used to randomly sing just to annoy Bernard. You zone out again until Charlie pulled on your skirt.

"What's up sport" You squat down again to look at him. 

"My dad and Bernard walked off and told me to go with 'Larry' but I don't know who's Larry " He said in a hushed voice. You smile at him and look around to realize Santa and Bernard walking away. You turn your head back to Charlie who was scared.

"Well that just won't do. I'll take you to the destination. Where did Bernard say to go? " You turn your head to the side slightly

" The kitchen"

"The Kitchen? Well then let's go I know this place like the tip of my Finger"

"Don't you mean back of my palm" 

"No I mean finger wanna see? " Charlie nodded his head and you show him the tip of your finger.

"I don't see-"

"Boop" you booped his tiny nose. Charlie giggled and held your finger. You smile at him. "Well come on sport let's go" You picked up Charlie and held him. You walked until you reach the way of outside and the Kitchen. "Question do you wanna go the boring short way ?" You point at the stairs the lead to the Kitchen. "Or the exciting Fun Long way ?" You point outside 

"Fun way! Fun way! " Charlie threw his hands up. You chuckle and reposition him so you were giving him a Piggy back ride. You put him down and got out your coat and gloves. You put on your scarf and picked back up Charlie.

"Let's go" You two walk outside but nothing was happening. 

"I thought this was the fun way ?"

"It is I sure do hope no pesky elves pummel us with snowballs!"

"!ATTACK" Elves start to throw snowballs at the two of you. You laughed and ran to the other building laughing

"FASTER CHARLIE"

"IM NOT THE ONE RUNNING" 

"Oh yeah" You ran until you got inside as snowballs were being thrown at the door. "Was that fun? " 

"Yeah !"You continue you way to the kitchen as Charlie looks at the toy making, Present wrapping, and Invention running. You open the doors to the Kitchen. You go to a stool and help Charlie down from your back and to the stool. Charlie was looking around still. Then he landed his eyes on you. 

"Miss (Name)?" 

"Call me just (Name)"

"OK. (Name)?"

"Yeah sport?" 

"I hear a lot about this Will guy who is he?" You froze a bit until clearing your throat. 

"Will is well was my boyfriend" 

"Wow what happened ?"

"Remember when Santa fell he disappeared? " Charlie nodded. "Will disappeared because he probably fell off too"

"Oh no" 

C

"Its fine it happens and we weren't prepared for it" You look down as you tried not to cry. Charlie was served a sandwich. He broke it in half before giving you one half. You took it and started to eat it.

"Are you gonna cry ?" You realized that tears were forming so you quickly wiped them away. 

"No no I'm fine"

"You know I have a step dad named Neil and he says holding emotions was like a Dam"

"Language"

"I meant a water Dam"

"Oh well continue"

"If you hold your emotions in them it will fill up. And it will burt at anytime so it's better to let it out piece by piece so you don't let it burst open."Charlie stood up from his stool and hugged you. He could only reach so far so he was hugging your legs. You wanted to cry but didn't want it to be in front of the elves. You lean down and hug him back.

"Thanks kid"You let go and pick up Charlie as the Elves clean up the plates. You walk out after thanking the chefs. You walk to Charlie's and Santa's bedroom. You put Charlie down in front of a book shelf.

"What's going on ?"

"Well you get to pick out a story for me to read for you"Charlie smiled before looking around and he picked one out. It was Beauty and the beast. You picked it up as Charlie jumped into bed. You sat on the edge and tucked him in. You opened the book and started to read. You finished to see Charlie asleep. You get up and put the book away. You walk out before remembering that Will always told you he wanted children. You remembered he would pick you up and carry you away saying "And The process shall start!" as you laugh and tell him not to say that infront of the elves. Suddenly all the memories together came flooding back. Overwhelmed by emotions, You teared up before heading to you room. You were walking fast ignoring Scott calling your name. Scott turned to Bernard confused. 

"What's with her she is just zoned out"

"Oh uh well her boyfriend of 22 years died"

"Oh....uh when did she lose him? " Bernard made a sad face toward your direction you left in.

"When you became santa" Scott cringed and continued to follow Bernard. 

～Time skip～

You were in bed holding a box to yourself. You had found out a few days ago Will was gonna propose to you. You hid the fact that you knew to make Will happy. But now hes gone and all you have is memories, a broken heart, and a ring. You were trying to keep it together but felt like crying. Your door opened and Bernard and Judy came in.

"Hi (Name) I got Coco would you like some? " Judy offered.

"Uh yeah sure"Judy and Bernard came in. Judy put the Coco on the table and went to you. Bernard sat on the bed and hugged you. 

"I am so sorry this is happening to you"Judy hugged your legs and you burst out Crying.

"He was gonna *sniff* Propose to me"You cried and held Bernard as you cried. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't Fair. Your lover had to die. Before he could Propose. You kept crying your eyes out. Nothing can cheer you up. Nothing.

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So what do you think ?

Word count: 2279

#santa claus #bernard the elf #x reader series #x reader fluff

[trashbins-stuff]

bin can handle it!! (except for the one time it cant) (ttc fan fanfic)

heads up: this work have angst, attempted murder, attempted suicide, actual suicide, and blood please dont read if it triggers you <3 also this is a 5+1 things (>v0) also i know bin should have die immediately but can u rlly blame a guy for wanting to romanticize his death? THIS IS HOW I COPE WITH MY DEATH U CANT TELL SOMEONE HOW TO GRIEF ESPICALLY WHEN THEY'RE GRIEFING THEMSELVES WAAAAAAA

"i can handle it!!"

"its doable!!"

"fuck it we balllll"

--

1.

Bin wipes the tear off his face, his dad had already stop banging on the door forever ago, probably off watching sport or something, Bin couldn't stop crying, whenever he thought he had calm down, another wave of sadness wash over him and he's wet again.

His mom sit across the mattress, Bin didn't want to talk to her, she'll say its his fault.

And maybe it was.

His dad isn't entirely at fault here. He's trying his best, Bin did too, but he guess it wasn't enough, his dad wouldn't chase him up here if it did, threatening to kill him and all that.

Even when his mom bought a bunch of books on parenting, he's the only one who even reads them, he didn't even plan on having kids, he was just bored.

But that's okay, so what if his dad tried to kill him and his mom was rarely ever there? that's okay!! Bin can handle a bit of loneliness, he have friends!! And his cousin sometime too!! Bin can manage this.

He stand up and unlock the door, repeating "I'm sorry, ba" like a mantra in his head.

2.

The four of them have been sticking together like glue in the entirety of elementary school.

Bin, Puffball Keychain, Baggy and Fluffy Carpet, that is.

They made craft together, they played the same game, Bin and Carpet raves over Melanie Martinez, hanging out in the school cafeteria afterschool, making up their own version of stories and songs they find in textbooks, the usual.

Bin thought it'll stay that way when they go to middle school.

It didn't.

For Carpet, they went to a different school, didn't have a choice.

For Puffball Keychain, too much had happen, didn't want to remember.

For Baggy, it's complicated, didn't know who we are.

That night, Bin cried and wept.

"Your personality is annoying, if you won't change, no one would want to be friend with you"

"I agree with her, sorry"

All those god damn EIGHT YEARS meant NOTHING to them, Pk have been there since 1st grade, sure, she abandon fem once in 2nd grade to hang out with Carpet and Baggy but that's seven years ago.

And Baggy were the nicest one, the kind one, and even she get tired of Bin, fey miss going to her house, they would play together with her cousin.

Now they barely look at each other.

And Bin was lonely.

But that's alright, Bin can still make new friends!! It's not the end of the world!! Fey can always start a new!! Bin can get through this.

And Bin met a new friend, Bin play more of the therapist role then best friends usually but that was fine, if it keep this friendship afloat, fey will do anything.

3.

Bin cried in class, she couldn't handle the bullying, the teasing, the isolation, she was EIGHT for frog's sake!! Would it kill them to be nice to her? She couldn't stop crying, through her wet glances, she can see her bullies staring back at her, and then one them spoke.

"Crocodile tears"

Bin feel something broke, she isn't sure what but she realized.

It's a dog-eat-dog world out there and if she want to survive, she's gonna need some mask and a tough persona. Bin can get use to this.

After years of kids leaving and joining the class, Bin found herself enjoy talking to a few kids, they still treat her differently but as long as they tolerate her, it was enough.

4.

Bin feel ugly, a bit on physical but mostly mentally, it didn't like when people commented on it's efforts.

"Your hair look like a bird nest, when was the last time you brush it?" they'll touch its hair without its consent and try to brush it, its hurts like its scalp is going to be ripped out in any minutes.

"Your a female, why are your hand writing worse than all the boys?" it was trying its best, it put so much time writing and making it look legible, and this is the thanks it get? Tch, figures.

"..bla bla bla..."

It didn't want to change, it didn't like how they look at it, there's always something that separate it form other people, that wall have been there since forever. No one needed it, no one wanted it.

It didn't want itself either.

It never asked to be here, it never looked forward to it's existent. But Bin fix this.

Over years it thinks, Bin start to love parts of itself that it had previously hate, Bin start to feel a bit better. But what is it even-?

5.

Bin couldn't tell, if the kid died from bashing their head or the stab wound. Either way they're laying on the kitchen floor, looking at the lights above, not from heaven-they just have a long lightbulb in their kitchen.

They roll their head back to look at their other self, Bin immediately look away, after staring for a second or two, their gaze went back to the lights.

Bin walk to the chair and turn on the tv.

Leaving the kid to bleed out and die.

Leaving Bin to bleed out and die.

A year later, a soaking wet Bin was walking to it's bedroom, it was it's cousin birthday today, but its not time to eat yet. It walk in and its eye turn left.

Bin found the same kid with the fan's string tied around their neck.

They couldn't even get a proper rope.

Bin couldn't even get a proper rope.

"We gotta stop meeting like this"

"..."

The kid stood up and walk away, leaving Bin alone in it's bedroom

--

1.

With a thud, Bin fall down on the cold hard floor in Galaxy Journal's lab.

He wasn't the best person, he had done a lot of wrongs, he had done a lot of rights too, maybe he'll end up in purgatory, or are we all clotted in the same afterlife? like Journal said, or will he be reincarnated? or maybe there's nothing after death at all.

He doesn't know, and that scare him a little.

A part of her still hopes, a part of her still hope that maybe, just maybe, Journal would burst through that door any second now and fix her up. Or if it's too late, she still hopes that someone-anyone! would kick down that dammed door and hold her, hold her tight.

Her death would have looked cuter in someone's arm.

She want to be held, one last time.

The door didn't even budge.

So (So)

Instead (Instead)

It's (It's)

Gonna (Gonna)

Die (Die)

As (As)

Lonely (Lonely)

As (As)

It (It)

Felt (Felt)

Last (Right)

Night (Now)

But at least Journal's lab have a very nice ceiling.

And the maggots will surely enjoy my rotten flesh.

Classic Bin, always so silly, but i fear your positivity will not save you this time.

Bin took it's last breath in the dark lab, alone.

Becoming as cold as the blood-covered floor below it.

The cassette tape sits on the table, it contain words contradicting what Bin have said the night before.

And the lab fell silent once more.

Bin might have ended it all right then and there.

But the Earth will keep on spinning.

And tomorrow will be a brand new day.

"Remember Me".

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A/N: Haiiii this is the end, i hope u enjoy it!! htis is my first fic so plz go easy on me,,,<3 thanks for reading :3

Also all the things that happen to bin may or may not actually happen irl hehe-

words count: 1,244

#the traumatized cup #ttc #ttc bin #angst #fanfic #trashbins-art #tw attempted murder #tw suicide #tw blood #tw death #5+1 things #5 + 1 fic #5+1 times #5 time bin can handle it and one time it couldn't

[twosroos]

All Grown Up [Chapter Four]

roos says ! this chapter has me kicking my feet and giggling for REEEAAAAALLLL!!!! I love bob <3 he's <3

desc: the storm outside stops, so you make your way back home with Bob, only to find the same things keep coming up. Work, and Mike.

fluff, with a bit of angst in the middle

notable characters: robert "bob" floyd, natasha "phoenix" trace

TWs: mentions of past abuse, nightmares

ao3 link ! last chapter ! next chapter

Once the rain stops— or probably long after it does, the sky breaks to show a beautiful pink sunset that makes the clouds shimmer like liquid gold as the distant thunder rolls around the sky. From both behind and in front of you-- both halves of the storm approaching. You look up, eyes scanning the sky. It looked just like the sunsets you had seen every night during high school when you both would carpool back home after school or ice cream runs after dinner. You continue to walk, dragging a now very mentally out of it Bob down the trails, checking on the chicken coop as you pass it. Lieu and Captain make sure they sniff the ground around for an annoying amount of time before following along. 

Once you made it the half-acre trudge back to the house, your boots now caked in mud, you both kicked off your shoes at the door and walked inside the candle-lit home. Once inside, you grabbed a lighter from the drawer and flicked it on, lighting two candles your mom had left for you to carry as lights by the door as you walked up the stairs and announced you were home.

“You both made it out okay?” Jenny calls, popping around the kitchen doorway when she hears the door click locked.

“Mhm.” You hum, your fingers still laced with Bob's, “do we have towels or a change of clothes? The storms are supposed to come ‘round again in twenty minutes.”

“Tom’s brother’s driving here to give us our stuff, we’re gonna stay the night here since it’s too far to drive to his house. It’s supposed to hail, apparently, so he was at our house locking up the sheds for us.” Jenny walks over, noticing the look in her son's eyes. She presses her hands to his cheeks and murmurs, so you go to step back, but Bob’s grip on your hand only tightens. After the two whisper back and forth, and you strain yourself to not hear them, she nods and turns to you with a sad smile.

“He’ll come back around in an hour or so.” She says to you, giving you a side hug as Bob walks over to where Tom comes in the door with two backpacks slung over his shoulder, Molly nearly tripping him as she runs to her dad.

“What?” You blink, not realizing how much the phrase confused you.

“He told you about the tree, right?” Jenny says, leaning back against the doorframe. When you nod, she smiles, “he gets spacey after he talks about it. Takes him about an hour to come back around.”

Bob comes back into the room with a tired sigh with a backpack on his shoulder. Jenny nods her head to him, giggling softly as she slips away to greet her husband.

“Robby, why don’t you get changed?” You muse softly, moving closer to him, as soon as you are in reach he grabs your hand and slumps against you. Mumbling something, when you ask him to repeat it, he does.

“I lost my glasses.” 

You let out a soft huff, a smile gracing your features shortly after, “Oh, jeez, Rob. We’ll look in the morning— wait, hold on—“ You laugh as you grab his jaw with one hand, his hands flying to cup your hips as you tilt down his head to grab the muddy glasses that sit on his slicked-back hairline.

“That gels doing you no good.” You murmur to him as you start to pull him away, “C’mon. Get yourself out of these wet clothes and get into some warm stuff— I’ll get blankets?”

“Blanket,” Bob murmurs and you slowly drag him to your childhood bedroom. He follows you, dragging his feet as he yawns, rubbing his face. Once you're both in the room, you step into your closet to change while he uses your bedroom to change. Once he's announced he's done changing, you grab a bunch of excess blankets from the bottom of your closet and throw them onto your bed before you lay down on them. Bob sits with his legs up to his chest, yawning as you kick blankets over to him.

"Get warm, Robby." You say with a gentle smile, "It's cold."

After maybe fifteen minutes, the two of you curl up in your bed with blankets and such stacked on top of you. Because of a mix of the South Carolina heat and the mass aunts of blankets, you're only in a sports bra and shorts, and he's in just athletic shorts. Once you've gotten comfy, you find yourself flat on your back by the wall. Bob lays against your chest, glasses skewed from where they’re pushed against your collar bones as grumbled nonsense.

“Why don’t you go to bed, Robby?” you whisper against his hairline, one hand creeping up to scratch at the back of his neck. He made a noise akin to a whine at the contact and slumped completely against you, you laughed softly, letting him settle. As you close your eyes, your head resting against him as thunder softly rolls across the sky-- the clacking sound of hail hitting your window soothes you. Robert's in no sort of condition to keep talking about the argument, though you want to apologize for pressing him you also know now is not the time. Not at all. But as the storm lulls you into a sanctuary. You lay there for a while, not able to sleep, maybe thirty or forty minutes passing. As you shift, your leg well on its way to falling asleep under Bob's weight, you feel something buzz at your hip. You know your phone is dead, which means it has to be Bob's. You curse grabbing the device from under your thick blankets and flipping it over to see the caller I.D— ‘Phoenix :)’

His front seater. 

“Bob,” you shake his shoulder and he blearily looks up at you and whines as you wake him up. You show him the phone and he squints.

"It's Phoenix," You supply to his tired mind and you watch it click.

“If— if it’s Phoenix it’s okay. She knows how I get.” He says seemingly a bit more awake than before, “she'll ask to facetime. Quick, quick do it first!"

“Okay okay,” you giggle, grabbing his phone and answering the call, shifting so Bob’s in the frame. He grunts, lifting a hand to hide the light behind Phoenix as she loads onto the screen. Seemingly still in sunny California if you guess the time difference right.

“Bob!” She calls and he says a soft hello, pausing when he sees Phoenix pull down her sunglasses and angles her phone in the shade. She's trying to get a better look. Then she asks, “who’s that?”

“It’s me.” Bob giggled before poking your neck, making you involuntarily squish your neck down towards him due to being a bit ticklish there, “and Y/n.”

“Oh, and your girl?” Phoenix says and you can instantly tell she’s teasing him. You chuckle as your curl a hand up to keep scratching Bob's neck, he leans against your chest again.

“He’s out of it.” You say softly, watching as Bob shuts his eyes, "I think it's mostly jet lag now."

Phoenix laughs softly, “Oh, is he also drunk? He seems more out of it than usual.”

“No, I told ‘er about the tree because we were arguing and I didn’t wanna admit the truth so I said the first part of all of it, ‘kay,” he grunts, and you have no idea what he means by 'first part of it,' “but we got stuck in the rain so I'm cold, and she's warm, and I'm definitely jetlagged."

Phoenix laughs again, moving inside whatever building she was outside of, “Well, I just wanted to tell you that Mav booked our flight for Thursday. Hangman’s not happy about someone else flying us.”

“Sounds right. Bet Rooster's the same way. How’s your ankle?” Bob murmurs into your skin, face flushed from whatever sickness he was feeling. You ended up lifting a hand to card through his hair, and his little smile showed you he relaxed right into it.

Phoenix grins, laughing from where she sets the phone up on her counter while she starts to cook something, “Good. Jake’s been treating me like royalty since you left, I guess he felt bad about it. My doctor said I’m allowed to walk but only for about an hour, Mav thought we were gonna be out for this mission again and he was pissed."

“How many push-ups?” Bob lifts his head, bumping yours and flushing as he stammers out apologies. You rub your jaw, laughing softly and saying it’s alright before he huffs and slides back into position like before seemingly no longer wanting to sit up.

“Six hundred.” Phoenix replies and Bob whistles, and you watch him slowly become even more aware as he speaks— though it’s clear he’s tired regardless of his loopy-ness.

Bob laughs, “Mav was really upset, huh?”

“Yeah. He’s better now that they said we’ll both be back for the next deployment.” She smiles over the phone, “He said that if you don’t make it back here, he’ll personally drag you away from Y/n himself.”

“Oh, I won’t make him stay.” You laugh, feeling a soft blossom in your chest. Bob giggles, shifting so he’s a bit close to your neck now, murmuring into the skin next to your collarbone and making you flush.

“Mav can get me back over my dead body.”

You and Phoenix both laugh at this, her head snapping back as she does so. After a few more formalities between the two, they say their goodbyes and good nights before Phoenix ends the call and Bob sits up. You take his cue to lay down amongst the sheets and he lays down too, though keeping a bit of distance between you now like he wasn't just sleeping on top of you. 

“What’s the matter?” You ask him and he grunts, looking up at you with big baby eyes, grumbling to himself.

“It's hot." He says, "and I don’t like Mike. I'm still thinking about him.” 

You begin to laugh, pressing your face to the pillow to muffle your cackle. Bob continues to rant, though purposefully adding a sleepy tone to his voice this time, “he seems mean, stupid, and dumb. I will hit him if he ever comes near you again.”

“Hey, Bobby?” You whisper and he blinks with his big baby eyes towards you as he adjusts his sight onto your face in the flicker of lightning above your head from the window.

“Hm?” He hums as you lean forward to grab his glasses and put them on the windowsill behind you.

Once you flop down, you smile at him, “Get some sleep.”

"Yes, Ma'am." He grunts, making you laugh again before you both settle down to finally fall asleep.

--

At some point in the night, you have a recurring nightmare. You’re not all that surprised— realizing you're dreaming when you see Mike. This dream always goes the exact same way, you wake up in your bed with Mike in the doorway, and he threatens you after figuring out that you told Shannon about the lying and stealing. It’s a recurring memory too, you can remember the exact way he crossed the bedroom, the exact way he grabbed your throat and straddled you to pin you to the bed, the exact way he screamed--

"I'll fucking kill you! You'll be deader than the word!"

The normal way this dream went was that Tom and Jenny burst through the door and shoved Mike to the ground. How it had happened in real life. But this time it wasn’t like real life, Bob kicked the doors handle in (like Tom had) he cursed (like Jenny) before he ran across the room and sucker punched Mike so hard he fell back off your bed. You scrambled up— dream you screaming at the sudden movement.

“Rob!" You shouted, watching him pull back a fist coated in blood before diving in again, and again, and again… you stared at him in horror, screaming at him repeatedly before you climbed off your bed. The second your feet hit the ground, you woke up— for real— to someone shaking you as you gasped and sputtered, your hand moving in a fist upright towards them.

By the time you started dreaming, around five in the morning, Bob was awake and attentive. The power had come back on while you were asleep, so he left the room temporarily to check on everyone and find an extra cord in the electronics cabinet in your kitchen so he could also plug in his phone alongside yours. Your mother was making breakfast, your sister and his sleeping curled together on the couch, and his Mom was just waking up for the day, with Tom still sleeping like a rock.

Deciding to keep the quiet, pre-sunrise peace, he made his way back into your room. When he entered after accidentally shoving your door open a bit too hard, used to the weight of doors on the carrier, he saw your scrunched-up face and labored breaths. 

"Y/n?" He asks, pacing around the side of the bed to grab your shoulder and shake it. He tried shaking you quite a few times, but it didn’t work at first. So he shook harder, saying your name louder and watching as you snapped your eyes open with a gasp, and he watched as you— seeing him in the perfect silhouette of Mike— sat up with your hand in a fist. He grunted when it collided with his jaw.

"Shit!" You shout immediately after, bringing your hands to his face to cup it with a panicked look on your half-awake face, "Fuck, Robby, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay!" He laughs, wincing when you press the spot you'd just slammed your fist into. 

"I just, the nightmare, I thought you were Mike and it freaked me out because I just," You keep rambling until tears spark in your eyes, which spurs Bob on to knock your hands away from him as she crawls onto the bed to cup your face.

"Hey. Relax." He whispers, "You panicked, it's fine. I'll have a little bruise for a few days and then it'll go away."

You stop, eyes blowing wide when he moves his thumbs to rub across the underside of your eyelids. If he sees the way your eyelids flutter into the touch, he doesn't say anything about it, before he's handing you a grey sweater that's definitely not yours and standing. He's already fully dressed for the day, and he gives you a gentle smile.

"A lot happened in the last decade, huh?" You murmur and he nods.

"Nothing we can change, though, darlin'. We just gotta keep moving." He watches as you tug the crewneck over your head and inspect the front. It's got a small little grease stain on its left sleeve, and a small tear on the bottom right side by the seam. But, it says one word in dark blue block letters, 'NAVY.'

It's his. 

"I have another," He says softly, "this is an old one. I've meant to give it to you for a while, but I was never able to."

"I-" You laugh with shock, "I punched you in the face and you give me a crewneck?" 

"Yeah." He shrugs, "It calmed you down. Uh, what was the nightmare about, anyway? You tried explaining it but you were uh- kinda crying and freaking out so I didn't catch it."

"It was the day your mom and Tom busted in this room when Mike came over after I cut him out of my life with the help of his siblings. He had me pinned on the bed, said he was gonna kill me, and Tom burst in the door and tackled him while your mom got me out." YOu explain, voice soft, "I, uhm, don't like to think about it."

Bob nods in understanding, before folding his hands and speaking monotonously, "I will be killing Mike if I see him."

"Rob!" You start laughing, your smile curling up as he grins, shoving his hands in his pockets and watching you gasp and choke on your laughter. After a moment, you wave your hand as the laughing subsides to giggles and he swears to himself that it's the prettiest you've ever looked. Your hair is disheveled from sleep, your eyes not fully open as you're still waking up, and one of his old crewneck sweaters wraps perfectly around your body. You would argue with him, saying you looked like an absolute mess, but in the sun's firstborn streaks of light in your window, that illuminate you in gold, he would swear to every single person on this planet that you were more beautiful than anyone or anything ever. You, to him, were the most beautiful living being on this creature. Both inside, with your courage and strength, and on the outside with your long hair and that smile he'd grown to love. He loved the way you rode horses, seemingly forming a connection of trust and the way you moved through the farm as if it was second nature to you, no guessing your movements or stuttered steps. He loved the way you argued, though he'd never admit it, and he loved the way he could just barely see when your blush reached your ears. Everything about you, to him, Lieutenant Robert Floyd, was absolute, beautiful, perfection crafted from God's hands.

You were, truly, his Aphrodite.

#robert bob floyd x y/n #robert bob floyd x you #robert bob floyd x reader #robert floyd #robert bob floyd #bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x y/n #bob floyd x you #top gun #top gun maverick #top gun: maverick #top gun fanfiction #all grown up twosroos

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hey so i saw your post abt being Visibly Queer @ orientations and i just want to say that for at least some of those parents steering clear of you, there's a kid who's following them but quietly taking note that you were there, that your campus or your group might be safe and loving for them once the parents are gone. You probably already know this, but having years ago been one of those closeted kids who chose my school in part bc of the warmth and visible acceptance of the queer students at my admission visits, and who found a really lovely community there, you're doing good work <3

ooh man I'm gonna let you in on a little secret:

I kind of hate working orientations. like, on paper they objectively suck. I have to be there at 8 in the morning twice a week, perpetually On and in chipper informative social mode, and after each session I have to haul ass back to my office to replenish the supply of pamphlets and buttons that's been deleted in a way that feels somewhat Sisyphean. there's not even free breakfast.

having said that: I would do it every day all summer long if it meant making sure that some closeted kid who needs to see a queer person waiting for them at college gets to see that. I know they're there. I can tell sometimes, when they're following the parents giving me a wide berth; sometimes I can see it in the way the sneak a glance at my rainbow table, other times it shows in the way they're carefully Not Looking At All. there are some who I'd never be able to guess in a million years.

again, I don't especially love doing these events. but I also stay late at all of them and volunteer to do extra sessions on weekends, because I know that just physically being there, even I don't talk to them, can be lifeline someone needs. I want them to know that even if their parents aren't on board we'll be ready to meet them on their own terms, whenever they're ready 💜

#queer stuff

[ginjithewanderer]

Scout! Polka Dots — Summer-Colored Youths — Chapter 1

Writer: Umeda Chitose || Season: Summer Character appearances: Tetora, Hinata

Tetora helps Hinata take care of the fields at school. As thanks, Hinata invites him to go to a summer festival together, and along the way, they meet lots of people...

Proofread by @mankaissengen

Chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

"That's part of it, but... That poster just caught my eye. Look, the one for the summer festival."

Translation under the cut

[After school, one day in early July]

Tetora: Hinata-kun, have I watered this ridge enough?

Hinata: Yup! Even with vegetables, there are some that need lots of water and some that don't need as much. That's enough~

Hinata: That's all for today's watering! Thanks to you helping out, things got done way faster ♪

Tetora: I mean, weren't you the one who asked me to help? Like, "Tetsu-kun, you got here at just the right time."

Hinata: Sorry, sorry. I just happened to see you there, so...♪

Tetora: Nah, I don't mind. Besides, if you watered all the fields by yourself in this heat, you'd probably get heatstroke.

Hinata: Yeah. So, I was thinking of buying a farm hat for the summer soon.

Tetora: You're serious about this, huh...? Well, if you ever need my help, I'll come by again.

Tetora: Summer's just getting started, so the real heat's gonna get here soon, too~

Hinata: Thanks ♪ Harvest time for summer vegetables is gonna start soon, too, so if we get delicious ones, I'll split them with you.

Tetora: Ahaha, I look forward to it ♪

Tetora: ... That said, we only watered the fields for a little while, but I'm sweating a lot.

Hinata: Yup~ We better wipe our sweat and stay hydrated. Speaking of hydration, wanna get something cold at the cafeteria?

Tetora: Hmm, the cafeteria works, but... Since we're here, why don't we take a detour on the way home?

Tetora: I heard from Narukami-senpai that a shop that sells delicious shaved ice just opened.

Hinata: Shaved ice, huh. That's perfect for summer ♪

Hinata: Where's the shop?

Tetora: I think it's near the shopping center? She sent the info about the shop to my phone, so we should be able to get there without getting lost ♪

Hinata: Then let's put away our watering cans and go! That shaved ice is waiting for us!

Tetora: Ossu! Let's think of what flavors to get on the way there!

[Some time later]

Tetora: —Delicious! It's delicious, Hinata-kun!

Tetora: I had a lot of trouble deciding, but choosing the red bean and brown sugar syrup shaved ice wasn't a mistake!

Hinata: No way, the strawberry and tomato shaved milk ice is amazing, too! Take one bite and you'll definitely get how good it is!

Hinata: ... On which note, gimme a bite ♪ I'll give you two bites of mine if you do ♪

Tetora: I'm fine with just one bite. It'd be unfair if I were the only one to get two.

Hinata: Huh~? But I even tried buying you shaved ice earlier, and you wouldn't let me.

Hinata: This was supposed to be thanks for watering the fields.

Tetora: Um... I'll take one big bite, so I hope that'll satisfy you.

Tetora: Here, you can take some, too.

Hinata: Grrr. But hey, I get a biiite...♪

Tetora: ... Mh!

Hinata: What is it? Are you surprised by how delicious my shaved ice is?

Tetora: That's part of it, but... That poster just caught my eye. Look, the one for the summer festival.

Hinata: Ooh~. Just when I was thinking the rainy season is over, it's already time for summer festivals to be held, huh?

Hinata: Do you have any memories from summer festivals, Tetsu-kun?

Tetora: Memories? Going to one with Ryuseitai last year was definitely memorable, but...

Tetora: Now that I think about it, I got shaved ice with Anego back then, too~

Tetora: We had some trouble with our live, but that was fun, too. I did whatever I could at the time, and that gave me a sense of accomplishment.

Tetora: ... Ah, speaking of which, I was taken to a summer festival as a kid once, too—

Hinata: AAAH!

Tetora: Wh- What's wrong? That was loud.

Hinata: Tetsu-kun, look! This summer festival is being held today!

Tetora: Whoa, you're right! I only saw the picture, so I didn't notice at all.

Hinata: ... Today, huh?

Tetora: What's up?

Hinata: Hm? I just thought, I don't have work today. I don't have anything to do at the agency today. And there's nothing I absolutely have to hurry back to Starmony Dorm for, so~

Tetora: I'm the same there. Maybe seeing this poster here was a sign...

Tetora, Hinata: ......... [looking at each other]

Tetora: Now that I know it's there, I wanna go ♪

Hinata: Me too~! Okaaay, let's head over right now!

Hinata: To make sure we get the right place, lemme take a picture of the poster. Click...☆

Tetora: Let's send it to the others, too. I'll put it in the second years' group chat ♪

Hinata: I'll DM it to Yuuta-kun, too... there. I wonder if we should send it to anyone else.

Tetora: I wanna send it to our seniors, but would they be busy?

Tetora: Well, even if they don't come, let's buy them dango as souvenirs ♪

Hinata: Hehe. I'm excited to see what kinds of stalls will be there!

Tetora: Yakisoba, grilled squid, corn... Just thinking about it is making me hungry!

Hinata: What about candy apples and other sweets? It's not even just apples nowadays, they make them with all sorts of fruits.

Hinata: I wanna eat them with Yuuta-kun~. Though, even if it's not candied fruits, I wanna eat whatever Yuuta-kun does...!

Tetora: Haha, it'd be nice if you can make good memories with Yuuta-kun ♪

Tetora: I'm gonna enjoy this summer festival with all I've got, too~!

Chapter 2

#ensemble stars #enstars #tetora nagumo #hinata aoi #enstars translation #an's translation

[dark-side-blog3]

DOL day 5 (i think?)

I got carried away with todays playsession and just went. Hog fucking wild. The seasons changed. All of February passed. In this single sitting of play. I now have a massive migraine. Enjoy, if you do indeed read this.

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I have a confession to make-- I forgot to save my last playthrough. Now I am miffed. But the sticky note works at least-- there is no way to fail the game unless you forgot to fucking save it.

Anyways the Black Wolf knows who I am? Who is black wolf? I don't know a black wolf? they appear to be romancable??? cuz they show up where all the romanceable characters are. Drug dealer??? Stalker??? Whomst the fuck is this? This can't be the wolf wolf, cuz i toggled off beastiality.

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I bullied Kylar after he once again got caught with the statue of me in his locker. He ran away crying with a hand held to his face. But like... Man come on, how am I supposed to react to that? Plus last time it was just pictures, now it's a whole "lewd statuette". Kylar. Buddy. Come on. You're lucky this game doesn't let me act meaner to you.

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By staying out of the house on Friday, and sleeping at school, working chalets, and breaking into peoples homes and stealing, I JUST BARELY managed to scrape out 4000$ for rent! And I now have 26 cents left. Never taking robins debt again in another playthrough, absolute ingrate...

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I won a ballroom dance competition with Avery (and did some other things) and he gave me 1050$, plus the 150$ he gave me earlier because I wasn't dressed properly even though I had a ballgown and just wanted to weasel a little more from him. Plus photoshoots, plus chalets, plus science fair, plus museum... I turned a record profit in just one day! From 26 cents to 2230$

Fuck yeah!!!

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After a long day of bullying kylar, you've gotta go to the park and flirt with him for two hours <3 his lust jumped from 4 to 40!

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Whitney has moved on from beating me, mostly because it always ends with my character with strong athletics beating the snot out of him in front of his friends, and has now just... Pet me in the hallway? Like not even in a lewd sense?

I allowed it.

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MANY in game days later forgot to update this cuz I'm having so much fun, uhhhh anyways oral in the alleyways <3333 my character is being taken advantage of but I don't mind cuz, you know, oral <3333 Giving head <333333 Eating chicks out in the alleys and sucking a dudes dick beneath his stall on elk street or wherever. <33333333 Got a date with avery tonight

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AVERY IS NOW MY LOVE INTEREST???? WHAT?! crap crap crap does this mean i can't cheat on him? Or if i do he gets pissed?

and for what it counts, the very same day i woke up as his girlfriend i went to the park and teased kylar so much he let me take him on a little walk. And took his first kiss. And virginity. also found out he has a mommy kink and a breeding kink. <3333 And I got Kylar as my love interest too >:)

buuuuuuut as soon as i dropped him back off at the park, he got all clingy on me.

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And now its the next day and he's being weird. Probably should have saved before i fucked him. Oh well...

He's getting pissy with robin and he's telling everyone we slept together. And now there is no option to bully him! Outrageous! I want to bully him!!!! And I saved over my last savefile so I can't go back to bullying him... Fucking weak... Can I break up with him?

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Robin sometimes gives me cash! She is grateful!

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Sydney caught me masturbating in the chruch! I feel so bad now! I don't know if I'm gonna reload the save though... I think I can convince him to forget it. Plus he seems to somewhat understand it, because he works at the sex shop and sees other church members go.

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Kylar told people we were dating and now I can bully him for it >: don't worry I'll make it up to him by sleeping with him tomorrow. I just HAVE to torment him until he snaps, you know? I mean... He's so pathetic I have to. What happens when he's pushed too far? Nothing good, I hope.

I tempted him the next morning by walking around before the sun rose, and tempted him to pressure my character into the alley. I'm saving here to see what happens if I consent and if I can force him to rape my character.

HE DOESN'T RAPE ME??? OUTRAGEOUS!

I'm going back to the consenual timeline! Humph!

This fucking nerd set up a mattress in the alleyway for us. This is endearing, but that doesn't mean I won't be cruel to him. Though he also brought his own condom... He's such a dunce.

HE SABOTAGED THE CONDOM . IT BURST AND HE ACTED LIKE it WASN'T ON PURPOSE. THIS ASSHOLE. I don't even care that he ate me out afterwards, this fucking brat... Talking about getting married in the woods, breeding my character... I'm going to beat his ass. And the very next he sees me at school he tries to take me to a cupboard... As if, you jerk. I had to fork over some cash for a morning after pill.

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I kneed him in the crotch. It still shows I'm pissed at him, but counts as a sexual encounter. Masochist... He's so gross. <3

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Sydney asked to give me body writing... (we weren't fucking-- i hope i never have to fuck him-- just talking in the canteen). It reads "inspiring". I will literally sell my leg to the black market if it means Sydney stays unbullied. I don't think that's an option in this game but I don't care. He's my best friend, he's my pal. He's my homeboy. My rotten soldier, He's my sweet cheese. My good time boy.

I hope he is happy forever and I will do whatever I have to to make sure he is.

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The little creep has sabotaged the condom again. He's no longer allowed to fuck, unless he coughs up some cash. We'll just do mouth and hand stuff. Jerk...

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THE AMOUNT OF CASH YOU CAN GRIND AFTER THE CAFE REOPENS AND YOU'VE GOT GOOD ENGLISH AND A SHITTON OF MILK WOW. I got thousands of dollars in a eight hour shift! I literally got all the cash I need for Bailey five days before he needs it, with plenty more ways to get cash for fun~!

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Consensual hate sex with Whitney. It was kinda hot, but he didn't even put it in before he came. How pathetic. He even had his lackeys watch-- he's such an incel he couldn't even put it in before cumming? How does this guy have any following...

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A guy almost died in the alley. this isn't sexy but I saved him. :( I hope he lives. His dog showed me him and I had to strip so a chick would let me use her phone to call an ambulance for him.

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I made kylar strip in public and give me his breifs, because he stole my panties that one time.

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I fell asleep during the blood moon again like a fool. I tried to resist the monster and it raped my character so bad that my character suffered immense trauma and stress, and passed out several times, but successfully escaped. The dialogue was kinda yandere, actually... Its some ghost chick this time? But last time it was a dude. But I think its a hivemind. Anyways, really possessive monsterfucking, my character is drugged and hypnotised to hell and back. Woke up kidnapped by some temple group that raped and wrote on my characters body a bunch of horrible things, but ironically, they all came in their pants. Brutally assaulted my character with a vibe and no lube at like 5am on a schoolday, but whatever.

On the same day in game, Harpers dogboy from the asylum found me in the park during a run! And I got hypnotised by harper + last nights hypnotizing, so my character just accepts it! In broad daylight!

And then when I got home my character... Had a dream?? I think?? About dr harper using a sex machine/milking machine from Remys Farm. I haven't actually gone to Remys farm, I just know of it from the wiki. Did this really happen? Or is this a dream?

Kylar, later still, tries to give my character a spy plushie. I know its a spy plushie because of the wiki, plus everyone on tumblr. I'm tempted to let him give it to me... I didn't this time, but surely it'll happen again.

On an unrelated note, it would seem the house I broke into this evening has a secret red room in the basement. Good thing I saved because this... Is not good. I know my character cannot die but like being kidnapped is a real possibility. I stole it, and I didn't get caught. But like... Holy fuck that's scary.

#writer turns gamer