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m00nie-m00 · 9 months

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Oh Sh!t

modern au!Scaramouche x gn! reader

🌷 Sypnosis - you fall in love with your best friends worst enemy

Warnings: cursing, train creeps, adult jokes, murderous intentions, time jumps

💌 this gonna be a three part story! (Maybe more idk)

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"He is so infuriating! I make ONE mistake and he reprimands me for it like hello?? It isn't a life threatening mistake either its like getting mad at someone for spelling a word wrong with a PENCIL" your best friend, Lumine ranted as you both prepared dinner.

"Calm down you might think your finger is a carrot and chop it" you chuckled as you prepared the stove.

"I'd like to think his fingers are carrots and chop it" she grumbled back.

You laughed at her comment and shook your head, "wow my sweetheart lumine what has gotten into you? This boy must be one pain in the ass if you of all people are out for his blood" you joked, looking back at her. She didn't seem as humorous as you at the moment.

"I know! He's just that bad! Me, im the most helpful girl in the world- and that's not exaggerating," she paused to proudly smirk. "but he oh my god the only thing im gonna help him with is burying himself 6 feet underground" she gritted her teeth, slamming the knife harder into the chopping board.

You nervously chuckled, moving towards Lumine and placing your hand on top of hers. Stopping the knife in place.

"Lumine I think i'll do the chopping"

"Okay, I'll start cooking then."

"No... i think you need to sit this one down, safety reasons"

-- <3 --

You boarded the train on the way home, unfortunately, your classes ended at the same time rush hour began. The train was packed with people, and you had to stand in the very middle of the crowd while holding on to the hanging strap.

You clutched your bag tightly to your side to avoid getting robbed, keeping a close eye on your belongings. Train rides were rarely enjoyable at this hour, and sometimes you'd wait for a less crowded train to come by so you wouldn't have to be so cautious of everything. Today though you had to get home as soon as possible, so you unfortunately didn't have a choice.

You felt a hand brush the side of your thigh, instantly freezing up you looked at the direction you felt it. There were a few people stood beside you so you couldn't pinpoint who the hand belonged to.

It could've been an accident, you thought, taking a deep breath to try and relax.

But then it happened again. This time the hand stayed by the side of your thigh a little longer. You weren't gonna take any chances so you quickly moved away, harshly bumping backs with someone as you did so.

"oh shit! i'm so sorry" you apologized, turning around to face the person you bumped into. He looked like a boy your age, wearing a stylish black outfit. He had bluish-purple hair that was styled in an interesting yet suiting haircut choice, and he had deep violet eyes that you would find beautiful if he wasn't glaring at you with them at that moment.

"there was a creep at my last spot i had to move away-" you rambled, fiddling with your fingers nervously. You furrowed your brows when he looked away from you and out the window he was stood beside.

ok well that's that I guess, you shrugged. Turning to face away when he said something that stopped you.

"hold on to the hanging strap the next stop is coming" he flatly stated, moving his hand to the side to provide space for yours.

"no it's okay-!" you said, knowing that if you held on to the strap your hands would brush. heh brushing hands with a hot guy your age doesn't sound that bad.

"I said hold on to it." he grabbed your wrist and raised your arm so your hand can grab the strap. As soon as you wrapped your fingers around it his hand let you go before instantly grabbing on to your shoulder as the train made an abrupt stop.

You yelped as your body jerked forward slightly, without his hand on your shoulder you would've crashed into him.

"you didn't give yourself time to prepare for the stop. how often do you ride a train?" he asked judgingly, pulling his hand away from your shoulder and shoving it into his pocket.

"look a lot has happened in this train in the spam of 3 minutes okay" You huffed, pressing your lips together as he laughed.

"too much for your little brain to handle?" he said, tilting his head to the side. What kind of comment was that?

You furrowed your brows, an unamused look on your face. "what's your name?" you asked. "why should i tell you?" he answered. "damn that's a stupid name" you replied sarcastically. "well, what's your name then?" he mockingly said. "better than yours" "that name is even stupider"

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"you met a cute guy on a train, had an actual interaction with him, physical touch too and you didn't give him your number, your actual name or like anything?!" Lumine exclaimed, shaking your shoulders aggressively as the two of you sat on your bed.

"well he didn't give me his actual name either!" you defended, "... which i guess isn't a good thing either UGH" you collapsed backwards, looking up at the ceiling. "There goes my chance in an epic collage love story"

Lumine grabbed your hands and pulled you up, you slouched limply and stared at her as she grinned. "your taking that train same time every time you go home"

"what?! but i hate rush hourrrr" you groaned, letting your back fall backwards only to be stopped by Lumine who pulled you back in place.

"okay but from what you shared it seems he's used to using the train sooo, who knows you might bump into him" she teased, giggling excitingly. Who knows what fictional love stories were brewing in her head.

You rolled your eyes, though the thought of it actually working lingered at the back of your mind. On the other hand you knew that if you wished for something to happen it never really does. So in that logic, you are never going to see him ever again.

"it's never gonna happen lumine I'm just gonna put myself in unnecessary danger" you mumbled, sighing defeatedly.

Lumine pouted before letting go of your hands and getting off your bed. "stop believing" she said as she exited your bedroom door.

your head jerked upward and your brows furrowed, like a deer caught in headlights. "what?!" you shouted at her, hoping she'd hear.

"STOP BELIEVING"

-- <3 --

You couldn't stop believing.

For the past week you've been riding the train home at that horrendous time just to try and bump into the boy again. you would look around and delusionally think some random guy with the same figure as him is him, like an idiot.

You got off the train but instead of taking the rout home you stopped by a cat cafe that newly opened. you liked cats, cats make you feel better. Drinking a nice warm drink while petting a cat sounds nice.

You entered the cafe and was greeted with a warm but colorful atmosphere and lots and lots of cat, or paw shaped decorations.

You order yourself a drink and a slice of blueberry cheesecake, sitting down on one of the tables closest to where all the cats were.

a black cat approached you meowing as she brushed herself against your leg. "hi there lovely" you smiled, bending down to pet the cat. The cat nuzzled into your touch and your smile grew even wider. Cats made your insides feel fuzzy.

You picked up the cat and placed it on your lap, stroking its fur as your other hand took a look at the tag on her collar. "it's nice to meet you berry" you cooed, scratching the back of her ear.

After a few minutes of petting berry and a few more cats while also trying to eat some cake the bell by the door chimed and you looked up to see who had entered.

beautiful deep violet eyes.

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jimmybuffett69 · 3 months

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"𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞" || 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Reader challenges Draco to a game of Wizard Chess, and whoever loses has to do anything the other wants. Only it goes wrong on several levels.

A/N: Reader is a muggleborn, and Draco gets embarrassed easily. Also, my first one-shot on here! You should totally request something and follow me! Also, I suck at chess, and I'm not proofreading this, so be warned.

"God, you're annoying."

"I know!"

"No, like seriously. I think you're some sort of hell spawn here to personally torture me. I don't know what I did to do deserve this kind of treatment. My life would be better if you were gone from it, honestly."

"It would!"

There was a brief silence between the two of you. Draco stared at you, his eye twitching slightly at your simple responses to his insults.

"Are you only speaking in two words to piss me off?"

"I am!"

"Why do I even entertain you?" The blonde asked himself with a long sigh.

"Because you looooove me?" You suggested with a playful smirk.

"Over my dead body," he shot back in an instant, causing you to pretend to be wounded.

"You're so melodramatic, Draco," you say with a sigh before you smile again, an evil plot forming in your mind, "I'd say you're entertaining me because you want a rematch? Maybe I did get lucky that time at wizard chess!"

A look of intrigue crossed Draco's face as he contemplated his choices. If he'd said yes, he'd have to deal with your annoying voice taunting him for another 15 minutes. But if he said no, he'd probably look like a loser. Plus, he really did want to win against you. With a huff, he sat back down at the table as you pulled out the board and set up the pieces.

"Fine, we'll play again. Only if I'm black this time. You took my lucky color last time," he said as he shot a glare at you.

"Fine by me!" You replied as you leaned your head against your hand and watched the pieces come to life.

Chess had always been something you were gifted at as a child. You used to beat old people at it in the park all the time when you were little. So when you discovered wizard chess was a thing, you knew you'd had to try it out right away! And to your surprise, it was exactly the same as muggle chess, even easier! You just say the position you want the chess pieces to go to, and they do it themselves! You actually found it a bit excessive at first, but it was fun to watch the pieces destroy each other.

The only one who didn't believe that you could be good at Wizard Chess was Draco.

Whatever variant of chess that you played must've been much more simple than the wizard version of it. That was his thought process until you challenged him to a game. And when he lost, you had found out just how much of a sore loser he could really be.

"I'll let you go first," you said with a smile as you watched him intently.

He stared back at you and then eyed the board suspiciously, checking to make sure you hadn't done anything to cheat. You hadn't. You really didn't know how you were supposed to cheat at chess anyway.

"...Pawn to E5," he said eventually, and you watched as the chess piece moved to its respective places.

"Pawn to E4. Say, Draco. Why don't we make this game more interesting?" You say with a smirk.

Draco doesn't answer you immediately and considers his next move.

"Knight to F6. What do you mean by interesting?" He asked, finally looking up at you.

"Bishop to C4. The loser has to do whatever the winner wants!"

"How original," he says as he rolls his eyes, "Bishop to B4. And what would I have to do if you managed to win? Not that you are or anything."

"Hmmmm. How about if you win, I get a kiss from you!" You say cheerfully as you watch Draco's face turn red before you continue, "Pawn to F4!"

"What?! As if. I wouldn't be caught dead kissing a mud-" He paused when he saw the expression on your face, "ahem muggleborn."

Draco had to be careful with the derogatory words he used around you. Although the two of you didn't necessarily respect each other, Draco learned better than to use the word "mudblood" around you. Not after you pushed him to the ground and kicked him repeatedly after he screamed it at you during your second year. After that brutish action, you had earned the bare minimum of respect from him. Even if you were desperately trying to earn more from him.

"And if I win, you have to read aloud that diary entry I found last year. In front of everyone at lunch tomorrow," he said with a smug smirk on his face as you quickly averted your gaze.

"Ugh- I was really hoping you'd forget that one," she said with a sigh.

"How could I? I'd never imagine someone would think of a professor in that way-"

"OKAY, OKAY! You don't have to mention it anymore. Just make your move already!"

"If you insist. Bishop to C3," he said smugly as he watched the Bishop piece destroy your knight piece in a dramatic motion, "Looks like I can look forward to hearing that entry."

"You are the worst, Malfoy."

"As to you, L/N."

A few moves pass, and soon, you're both analyzing the game. Draco wasn't a bad player in any way. You were just naturally better. But this time, he did pose a bit of a challenge. He had become better at predicting your moves. How cute, you thought. He must've been practicing just for you. You smirk to yourself as you watch him, frustrated at what move to play next.

"Pawn to E4," he said, destroying the Pawn you had originally placed there.

"Hm.. I don't like having to think too hard when I play. Guess I'll have to end this game quickly," you say.

"You mean by losing?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"Maybe! Knight to E5!" You said as you both watched the knight destroy the pawn he had just placed.

Draco went silent in thought, contemplating his next move. If he didn't move a piece to protect his king, you'd be sure to win. But how were you to make him oversee that obvious possibility? You tensed up a bit, realizing that your time is limited by a few seconds. It felt like life and death, knowing that diary entry was on the line. So you acted quickly.

"Hey Draco," you said abruptly.

"What is it?" He asked, slightly annoyed that his concentration was interrupted.

"You have very pretty eyes," you replied.

Draco looked up at you, confused as to why you said something like that randomly. Before he could respond, you reached your arm over the table and gently brushed your thumb against his eyelash, causing him to instinctively close that eye.

"And you have long lashes too. I'm jealous," you say with a smirk.

You could feel the heat rush to his face as he began to turn red again.

"What're you playing at-"

"Oh, Draco!" You say, pretending to be surprised as you pull back your hand, "It's your move."

Draco stared at you in confusion for a second before he cleared his throat and adjusted his collar to compose himself again.

"Right uhh- Pawn to H6-" He said dismissively.

A grin spread on your face. It had worked.

"Queen to C6. That's a checkmate," you say triumphantly as Draco does a double take and looks at you in disbelief.

"What- How?! You- You tricked me!" He exclaimed as he was both embarrassed and also had his pride wounded.

"Perhaps I did! But it was your own fault that you didn't see it was a trick. Maybe you're so smitten with me that you were thinking about me while you made that move?" You teased with a smug smile.

"I did not!! I should've won then, it's not fair if you cheated!" He said indignantly as he glared at you.

"It's not cheating if you let yourself get distracted, though, is it? So you have no one but yourself to blame!"

"You're the absolute worst, Y/N," he grumbled.

"I won't deny that. But it sounds like you're ready for your punishment. Last chance to eat a mint," you say with a smile as you stand up and walk towards him.

He looks up at you with wide eyes as he suddenly remembers the penalty of him losing. The blush on his face appears again as he averts his eyes from you and nervously tugs at his collar.

"You really- Fine, let's just get this over with. And don't say anything to anyone about this," he says as he glares up at you.

"Don't worry, both our lips will be sealed," you say with a smirk as your hand reaches down to hold the side of his face.

You swear you could feel his fast heartbeat through his skin as you lean down towards him. Draco gulps and closes his eyes, accepting his fate and leaning closer to your face. Your lips are only an inch apart before you smirk and blow into his face. He jumps and opens his eyes, looking at you shocked.

"What was that for?!" He asked, confused, as you pulled away.

"I don't know, I felt a bit bad taking away your first kiss like that," you say as you giggle at his reaction.

"What?! No, you're not my- Ugh, never mind! So you did all of that just to act like you're going to kiss me and not do it?"

"I suppose so!"

"But I lost! That was my punishment-"

"And I didn't punish you! Shouldn't you be grateful?

"No- That's not fair-"

"It almost sounds as if you wanted me to kiss you, Draco-"

Before you could say anything else, Draco had stood up and was already walking towards you. Suddenly your face was in his hands as he closed his eyes once more and kissed you.

He was gentle with it, and he was nervous, too. It was almost like it actually was his first kiss. Although you didn't know for sure, you were still pleasantly surprised. You wrap your arms around his neck and gently kiss him back. It was soft and sweet, and it was probably one of the best kiss you had ever had. It lasted for another minute until you finally pulled away.

When you did, it seemed as if Draco finally understood what he did exactly. His face was completely red as he processed everything. He took a step back as he looked at you and then at the ground.

"I'm never playing wizard chess again," he said blankly as he began to walk away at a fast pace.

"This never happened, Y/N. Don't you tell anyone or I'll- I'll-"

"Kiss me again?" You asked with a smile.

Draco looked back at you with both frustration and embarrassment, struggling to come up with a last-minute insult.

"Y'know what? Maybe!" He shouted before he stormed off.

You let out a laugh as you looked back at the chessboard. You smiled as you picked up the queen and held it up. Maybe next time you'd let him win. After all, you knew he'd be back for another round sooner or later.

#x reader #draco malfoy #draco x reader #oneshot #reqs open #harry potter #ronance #fanfic #read please #tsundere #jojo siwa

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sanssupremacy · 8 months

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Im stepping away from social media again, im sorry, i really am.

This is no longer about events in this app, or about my ongoing depression. My grandfather is no longer capable of doing things by his own, his health is now at a point my family just doesn't know what to do.

Im helping as much as i can with his mobility issues, taken the events from the past, now more than ever me and my family have to keep an eye on him 24/7. I don't want to think about it but, i just dont think we have much time left with him. Everything is going down hill, so i need to spend enough time while i can.

Im truly sorry, i really am. I'll try to stay strong if that day comes.

Thank you all, from the bottom of my heart. I promise to come back better than ever. Even if it means I'll have to accept the circumstances and move on.

Until then, please, make sure you bring joy and hope to others, like i wish to do with my art.

#important #read please #sanssupremacy #im sorry for not being able to give you all amazing art throughout this year #i hope one day I'll be capable of repaying the art i wasnt able to do #thank you to all who follow me and love my art #i hope i was able to inspire you #even if it was just a little

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lov3nd3r-st4r-k1tty · 2 months

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Kakologophobia is valid and very real

The reason why Kakologophobia gets so much misuse and rudeness is because people don't understand the bounderical question when people with Kakologophobia ask "plz dont swear, it makes me uncomfortable" is a request for boundaries and never meant to harm anyone in any way possible

Kakologophobia is very misunderstood because it is one of the most rarest anxiety disorders in the world and when people with Kakologophobia simply request, ppl bombard them with ableism and swear more and that is definitely not the answer. Kakologophobia is forgotten way too much, even by the most trained humanists and they even deny Kakologophobia like we don't exist...

Kakologophobia deserves as much love as every other disorder and Kakologophobia is valid. Period.

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To all the people with Kakologophobia, I love you, your very valid, you matter, you count, you exist, and your human ❤❤❤❤❤

🫂

#kakologophobia #notes #please reblog #Valid #letters #typography #read please #human rights #social justice #i am human #plz read #pls read #Read

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lambiewrites · 5 months

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" 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄!"

··Hᴇʟʟᴏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ﹐ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ʟᴀᴍʙɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀsᴛᴜʀᴇ. I·ᴍ ₂₄ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs﹐ ʀᴇϙᴜᴇsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ﹗ I ᴡʀɪᴛɪᴇ ғʟᴜғғ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴜᴛ﹗ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴀɴɢsᴛ.

·· Tʜɪɴɢs I ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ﹐ ··ɴᴏɴ﹣ᴄᴏɴ··﹐ ʀ﹫ᴘᴇ﹐ sᴇʟғ ʜᴀʀᴍ﹐ ᴇxᴄᴇssɪᴠᴇ ɢᴏʀᴇ﹐ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴀɴʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ﹐ ᴇᴛᴄ. ﹙ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴜɴғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴏʀ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ﹚

I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏʟᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴜʟʟʏɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴀɴʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛsᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ﹗

ᴍʏ ᴀsᴋ ʙᴏx ɪs ALWAYS ᴏᴘᴇɴ

﹙Sᴏᴀᴘ ɢɪʀʟʏ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ <₃ ﹚

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cicada-dust · 2 months

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god

People say that god is in the sky

He is king

Watching over us all

Or that he is everything creator of all

god is at the bottom of a suburban pool

All blue tiles and white light

he is the forgotten book

To be found in a year or two

he is the small bee stumbling into a flower

Drunk on nectar

A purring cat in the night

Happy to be woken up

I don't believe in god

I believe in life

In living

I don't believe that god has created this life

Ife is not flowing through me

Or at me

It is coming from me

Everything simultaneously

I read somewhere that the Big Bang

Didn't happen from a single point

It exploded outwards from everything

Into everything

We are expanding

Not from the centre

But from everywhere

Growing

I don't believe in god

But I believe in satan

Satans hands guide

The hands of time

Faster and faster

Tick tock tick tock

Speeding rushing past

Blink and you might miss it

Blink and it's gone

Childhood friends are grown

The moon loses its hold on earth

Drifting into

The dark blue-black

The space between

The stars in the sky

Blink

and you’ll miss it

#aesthetic #my writing #poetry #i dunno #poem #writing #read please #god #not religious j part of the christian fandom

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neptunesopening · 6 months

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𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞

summary: gojo kills your love

warnings: mean gojo, established relationship, cheating (mentioned)

a/n - based off another d4vd song 😝😝😝

“it’s not that big of a deal” satoru shrugged off as he sat down on the couch. “not that big of a deal?! you slept with another girl. satoru.” you exclaimed to him, but he just rolled his eyes.

“listen. you need to calm down, you just don’t do it for me anymore. i needed a new fix and she was it. no need to get upset.” he casually retorted.

your eyes widened after he said that. “a new fix? you just don’t do it for me anymore” his words hit like a truck. your boyfriend of almost 1 and a half years decided you didn’t do it for him anymore.

you started crying and it just wouldn’t stop and he started laughing at you. “why are you crying? are you really that hurt?” he said as he started to get up from your couch. “look. we’re done, so lose my number. thanks bye.” he opened the door and left.

you stood there dumbfounded. not even knowing what to do.

i love angst

#satoru gojo #gojo angst #jjk angst #gojo x reader #gojo x reader angst #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen angst #read please

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f-i-z-z-ypops · 3 months

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I didn't really think that I would live anywhere else, but here I was with my mom driving to my mom's home town. Apparently my grandma fell one day and broke her hip. She didn't have anyone else to help her, so she called my mom. And my mom agreed to help her. In my mom's words "I think we should have a fresh start"

As we drive I see a sign that says "Welcome to Forks." I was a little nervous, I mean I'd had to leave my old house and my friends to come here. A couple miles away it started pouring. "Oh I forgot to tell you, it rains here a lot" my mom said, as I looked out at the houses passing by.

I mean don't get me wrong I love rain. I love the sound of a stormy night, cuddled up in an extreme amount of blankets while listening to the patter of rain against the windows and the roof. My cat, louey cuddled up at the end of my bed, but all the time seems like a little much. At my old house, in California, we got rain sometimes but it was SO hot. The humidity was sticky and crowded. My mom loved it but I can't really see why.

I jolted up with the feeling of someone's hand on my shoulder. "Vic, we're here" she whispers in a comforting, soft voice. I sit up from the cushy, leather seat of our mini van and look out the windshield at a cute, rural house with vines starting to grow from the bottom. I've only seen this house before in old pictures of my mom as a kid. My mom was a teen mom and when I was born my mom and my grandma got into a huge fight about it, so my mom moved out of state to California. After the death of my grandpa my mom and my grandma decided to rekindle their relationship for the sake of the family and sometimes my mom would make me call her and thank her when she would send me a birthday or Christmas card. That's really the only time we would talk.

I open the car door and stepped out onto the soggy ground. "Great" I groaned under my breath. I look up at the porch and see my grandma sitting in a chair by the front door. I smile slightly and wave at her. I look over to see my mom walking to the porch. I do a little jogg to keep up with her. As walk up the porch stairs my grandma stands up weakly from her rocking chair with the help from her walker. "Hi mom" My mom says and she sniffles. I look over at my mom and see her crying. I didn't really expect this to be a crying matter but I understand why it is. "Christina" My grandma says in a thin voice as she pulls my mom into an embrace.

They stay like that for a while before they let go of each other and my grandma turns to me. "Hello, Victoria" she says pulling me into a hug. "It's Vic" I say as she hugs me. "Right" she says as we pull apart. She looks at my mom and then me. "Well come in" she ordered eagerly as she opens the screen door and holds it out for my mom to hold as she opens the front door of the house and walks inside. As I walk into the house it has a discreet smell of a dusty old book store. It was kinda comforting but it felt musty at the same time. My grandma walks into the kitchen and instantly I smell fresh bread. My stomach growls quietly enough for only me to hear.

My grandma walks back in to the dinning room with a homemade fresh loaf of bread on a cutting board then she places it on the table. "I'll let you guys unpack while this bread cools" she said smiling sweetly at both of us. "Viccy, you'll have your mom's old room which is up the stairs and to the right" she states as she pulls our her chair weakly from the table as my mom rushes over to help her sit down. I noticed the nickname that she called me. As long as it's not Victoria i'm fine with with it. As my grandma sits down she starts talking again. "I'm having a friend and his son over, I thought that you guys would get along well" she says sending a wink my way. My eyebrows furrow in confusion. Was she talking about the son?

My mom tells me to get my stuff as her and my grandma talk. We didn't have much stuff me and my mom have always been struggling with money and a place to stay. Since my mom had me when she was a teenager my mom had to drop out of school and without the support from her parents or my dad she was forced to raise me by herself without a school degree, so me and my mom lived off of minimum wage. As soon as I turned 14 I got a job to help my mom.

I open the tan miny van door and pick up a cat carrier with Louey in it. "Helloo Louey" I say in baby voice as she wakes up from my picking her carrier up. I set Louey down on the grass as I grab a duffel bag from the floor of the car and swing it over my shoulder. I pick up Lou and walk to the house. I open the door and walk up the stairs to my mom's old room. The room was painted a warm gray color. The bed was made and the comforter was a olive green color with an accent color of a color just a few tones darker. The walls were scattered with band posters. One of the most recognizable was Nirvana. Which wasn't surprising my mom loves Nirvana. The surprising part was that she left them behind. I also enjoyed Nirvana. my mom use to play it when she got home from work. It would help her calm down.

I look over at a wooden dresser. On the top was a record playing and stacks of vinyl. Most of them being Nirvana. The room seemed surprisingly well kept. Their was a thin layer of dust on some things but it didn't look like a sixteen year old layer of dust. I'm glad that my grandma kept this room well kept. It probably helped her coupe with all the stress she was under. With the passing of her husband and the feeling of regret for kicking out her daughter. I heard my grandma apologizing a lot to my mom about how she acted when my mom fell pregnant with me.

I set Lou down on my bed and unpack my clothes sorting them into piles and putting them into my dresser. The piles I haven't put in my dresser are my pants, shorts, shirts and coats that I'll put in the closet. I walk back down stairs to see my grandma sitting down on the coach reading a book. I walk outside and to the car to grab the rest of my stuff. I walk back inside as my grandma looks up and me. "Oh viccy, come here real quick" she says waving me over. "Yes, grandma?" I ask walking over to her. "You know when I told you about the people I was invited over for dinner?" She asked in a shaky voice. "Yes?" I reply remembering when she randomly winked at me. "Well, my friend has a son the same age as you and he's pretty cute" she teased giving me a look. "Grandma." I say covering my mouth as I let out a laugh. "What? I'm just saying" she shrugs as she turns back to her book. I walk back up stairs my cheeks starting to heat up.

I open my door and close it behind me as I sit down on my bed and open the rest of my bags and start to unpack. I look over at Louey and unhinged the gate of the carrier, "there you go" I say letting her roam around my room and explore it. I look over at the record player and decided to play it. I have an ipod but I think it would be fun to listen to vinyl. I pick up the first album I see. Nevermind by Nirvana. I take out the Vinyl from the casing and put it on the platter. Then I put the head on the vinyl and the album starts playing. I walk back over to my bed and continue to unpack. After a while I'm finally done and I plop back down on my bed. I flip up my cell phone. 4:34.

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nya-huhuwu · 2 years

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Is it me or is there no Obey me! x Hispanic reader like I've been trying to find some but I've had no luck in finding some ☹️. At least give us one-shots 😭. I've only counted reading two one-shot books with only one chapter of a Hispanic reader on Wattpad. I thought maybe Tumblr had some, yes I did find SOME Hispanic readers but none with Obey Me Shall We Date!. Still made me happy thought and I appreciate it. Any time I find a Hispanic reader it makes me happy because I feel included, instead of being blonde with blue eyes or with pale skin (Wattpad...). I know that there are some Hispanics with pale skin but I'm just saying for the people who have tan or brown skin. I also think there should be a representation for my people who are Hispanics with white/pale skin. But in all I think we should all be represented. It doesn’t matter how different you look if you speak Spanish or are descended from a Spanish-speaking population you are Hispanic don't let anybody decide that for you just because they think you don't look like it.

Maybe I'll make my own….

MAYBE.

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minqsei · 5 months

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"Why not me?"

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All just made up⚠️‼️

Not real people⚠️‼️

Play for more experience

👇 (plz)

Kian who met The unstable Mina.

Kian who slowly fell for her gentle Words.

Kian who started to love her...

Kian's First love.

seen

Why isn't she replying... It's been weeks.

One sunny day, in the afternoon, a certain notification on his phone..

Weeks that turned into Months.

Notification (Mina):

"Oh uhm."

"hey, how have you been?"

Mina.?

Why is she back...

"... I'm fine, i guess..."

"... Why did you come back?..-"

Mina explained, or so he thought.

Days of texting, turned into weeks.

Small greetings turned into full conversations.

Does He still...

loved her?

He constantly checks his phone for new messages, but none of them came anymore.

Has she left me again?. He thought

Days turn to weeks, then to Months.

She never came back..

Maybe it was time to move on with his life..

Months later, He met a girl.

who later became his girlfriend.

Has he finally moved on?

Until...

A week later.

Kian happened to bump into someone in the park.

It was Mina.

"Small world, isn't it?" She smiles.

"..."

"Oh hey, it's been awhile." he spoke.

"Yeah, i remember you lol." She replied.

and he couldn't manage to ignore her.

His feelings took over..

They Started texting again.

Although he had a girlfriend he still continued to entertain her.

she still continued to ghost him, yet he still welcomed her with his arms every time...

"I missed u."

He who is deeply in love with her can't seem to move on.

One day...

she found out he had a girlfriend.

An argument broke out.

"I don't deal with dudes who have girlfriends"

"why didn't you tell me." She said.

He sighed

"I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry."

Ever since then, after that betrayal she hasn't talked to him.

and that's when she distanced herself.

Kian tried so hard to reach out to her..

until she finally agreed to talk to him.

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At a small cafe..

"Why do you keep bothering me Kian?"

"Why not?, why do you keep leaving me?, I feel so miserable, Mina."

"Stop pushing me away, please."

"I'll always wait for you"

"This time I'll pursue you, so please."

"You can't, we can't."

"Why not."

"We're not for each other."

"I did love you, but I did not want to commit."

"I'm sorry, you didn't want to commit, but i wanted to."

"you know what's funny Mina?, i was afraid too, but i wanted to try, because it was you."

"Sorry Kian.."

"Mina."

"Why not me?."

After that day, it was never been the same

Maybe, Both went on with their lives?.

would they still be thinking of each other?

or did they finally move on?.

... :p

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severussnapedamagedlove · 1 year

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MORE THAN A ONE TRICK PONY - - - - > UPDATE

Chapter Two

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When they returned to camp, Dale was the first to acknowledge their approach. His arm waved high in the distance atop an old motorhome. A long rifle hanged from a strap on his shoulder. A pair of binoculars at his chest.

Laini waved back. Her lips curled to a small smile.

Out the corner of her eye, she saw Shane shake his head a little. A tongue stuck to the inside of his cheek. A sharper crunch to the gravel beneath their feet.

“Things alright?” Dale called when they were in earshot.

Shane grumbled. He hurried to the ladder that climbed to the top of the RV. “Everything’s fine, Dale.”

The way Shane had bolted after her probably left the camp wondering. It was not his way to abandon his role. The moment they all stepped off the highway together to watch the city be eviscerated by army jets, he took command of the wandering horde of lost survivors, making the camp what it was, with water and as many amenities as they could muster without being too close to populated areas.

They were lucky to search the highway for supplies left in cars. It gave them a nice jump start on building their camp.

Many of the survivors were incredible people. Helpful, resourceful, and unafraid to bond. Some, however, were the exception. Two brothers named Merle and Daryl were unpleasant. Their hick accents ran thick, as did the venom on their tongues if either were tempted to anger by the slightest provocation. Shane being their trigger with his idiotic sheriff’s cap and condescending tone when it came to the pair. It was obvious they were not the type to respect law enforcement.

Not that she blamed them either. Sometimes she was met with a side of Shane she was not fond of. The way he thrived on a built-up sense of power by his badge. It’d been the cause of much upset in her decision to continue hooking up, back when there were little things to consider like how she would tell her friends she was actively seeing a sheriff’s deputy, not the sharpening of weapons and never going to sleep without a perimeter check.

The Dixon’s, shockingly, were not the most uncomfortable to be around. Even the younger brother seemed unsteady near Ed Peletier, a man there with his wife and young daughter, who only ever seemed to yell as his family and treat them as dogs while he reclined in a seat and offered nothing but a snide comment.

Laini eyed the man at his campsite in his folding chair with a few fingers tucked inside the waist of his jeans as his wife slaved over a blaring fire with large pots steaming in her face. Poor Carol. Her body was thin and frail. She gripped the large spoon tightly, with effort, to stir the water until it reached the peak of its boil for ten minutes.

Ed just watched. He made no move to help. A shred of compassion, absent on the man’s face.

“Lain,” Shane’s voice called.

She raised her focus to the top of the RV.

“Go on and fetch my canteen out the tent, will you?”

He squatted on the edge of the RV when she returned. Her toes went rigid as she raised it high enough for him to reach.

“Thank you, baby girl.” Shane said. He glanced over his shoulder to check Dale’s position. “We’ve talked about this. Just stay away from them.”

Her hands drifted to her hips. “It isn’t right.”

“Right.” He shook his head. “All right in the world is gone. It is everyone for themselves now. And as long as he is leavin’ everyone else be, I expect him to be left alone.”

Laini glared up against the sun at the dark shadow of a man she truly despised for putting that distinction on her like a god damn simpleton. She could see that the world was different. But it shouldn’t have mattered. Refugees of society or not, they were still human. They had to stand for something.

“Hey. Don’t look at me like that. I’ve got enough on my plate with half our able-bodied camp in that city right now. I can’t be throwin’ anyone out. Even if he is a bastard.” His eyes drifted upward to the man who now barked at Carol to fetch him a portion of the reserved rations. The slender woman jumped at the sound of his voice. She softly explained the rations were for everyone. Ed did not like the answer. He said something that Laini couldn’t make out, and whatever it was, got Carol hopping over to fetch it for him. “Who knows. One day, he might be useful.”

“For what?” She scowled. “To show you how to slap me around without leaving a bruise.”

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