#woho text posts

[gotham--fc]

Woho as text posts part 3/? the Carly Jackson edition

[klingb3rg]

Now that a little time has passed and the super intense emotions from the PHF buyout aren’t quite so raw, I’ve come to the conclusion that this was the worst execution for the best long-term outcome. I’m still crushed and angry and unspeakably sad for what has been turned upside down or lost for so many people but the fact that something like this was even possible bares the stark truth that the PHF model gave players no agency over their livelihoods and was ultimately exploitative.

To clear the air, my issues with the PWHPA as a league were rooted in the 'best of the best' attitude presented by both the players and the press, which slighted PHF players and literally every player not from Canada or the United States (or named Noora Räty). I’m a Finnish woho fan and the constant barrage of "the PWHPA has all the best players in the world" felt so fundamentally disrespectful – are Jenni Hiirikoski and Michelle Karvinen and Anni Keisala and Petra Nieminen (all of whom have been World Championship All-Stars within the past five years) not ALSO some of the best in the world? The exclusive focus on Canadian and US players was a huge turn-off for me personally and I was never invested in the showcases, though I don’t doubt they put on consistently solid shows.

However! Shortly after the PHF buyout, we learned that the PWHPA also has a union and I support the shit out of that. The PWHPA wasn’t a union when it was created in 2019 but the association has operated a 97-member union since January 2023. The union recently drafted the first collective bargaining agreement (CBA) in the history of women's professional ice hockey, which includes provisions that are essential to the welfare of players and will help prevent what happened in the fallout of the collapse of the CWHL and the buyout of the PHF from happening again. This work is absolutely necessary and cannot be overlooked. Is the CBA perfect? No, it’s not. But it guarantees the players a seat at the table from now on and that is worth so, so much.

[mitchmarner]

the accuracy

[monbebezen]

Monsta X with Curvy girls

2/7

Minhyuk

 He had noticed that you had been down lately and not your normal self. You had been putting youself down when you usually could care less about what people thought of you. You were curvy and proud and always flaunted what you had.  This is what Minhyuk loved about you and he hated seeing you moping around. 

You didn’t want him to know how much the words of some random strangers affected you  but they did. You had been out getting lunch together and you overheard people talking saying “How did she get him??” and “He could do some better”  Normally these snide remarks would not bother but it was something about the way it was said..that it stung you and ever since then you started to feel less than.

You had come home wanting to just go and cry in bed when you open the door to dim lights and rose petals all over the floor. You follow them do the bedroom and you see Minhyuk.

“You’ve seem down these past few days, and I hate seeing you that way.. I miss your smile”

He reaches for your hand and pulls you into an embrace kissing your neck and leads you into the bathroom where he has set up a nice floral bubble bath, with a little fruit and wine set up for you to eat while you relax

“All this for me?” Your shocked and flattered almost bursting into tears. Not that Minhyuk hasn’t done anything romantic for you before but you could tell this was different. 

“Whatever it is that is bothering you I want to wash it away, I want you to know I love you more than I can put into words and will do anything to make you happy.. tonight is about you, and only you”

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-Shownu- | -Hyungwon- | -Jooheon-

Masterlist

[truffle-draws-turtles]

Yes. Hear me out. Please.

I saw that post from @trubblegumm about that bloodbath competition - and because I never read a damned text in a whole (ADHD, my nemesis!), I thought "OMG YES! I GIVE YOU A BLOODBATH JENNIKA! WOHO!"

And theeeen I talked with @avroditelovesthesun about the competition and yeah... well... it's au-related! OF COURSE it's au-related! I am such a top giant dumdum sometimes...

Please read the fic from trubblegumm. And please take a look at my Jennika. All in all, I like her very much!

[kakashihatakeishot]

Thank you!!

I hit 1k followers today, so I just wanted to say thank you so much!!! I never expected to get this many followers, and it makes me happy to know so many likes my blog and its content ❤️

[laurastacey]

i am begging y’all to stop getting your woho news from text posts written by nwhl stans on tumblr

[joshslater]

Woho, 100 followers! Not bad on a dead platform. Also not true, since we blew past that figure a while ago, but I haven't had time to write this post.

It's my first post that isn't a story though. Hello. This is a dump for my creative output, and I intend to only publish original content. Basically my own stories, and rewrites and additions of others stories. I try to keep the noise down and not do any non-augmented reblogs. I realize that is ironic, bordering hypocritical, since reblogs is basically how you get readers, and I'm very grateful for everyone who was moved enough to reblog one of my posts.

On the other hand I feel there is a difference between aggregating things you like and publishing content you make. And on the consuming side it would be great to be able to treat high volume image accounts different than low volume writers where you don't want to miss anything by mistake. But Tumblr doesn't work that way, and collectively we don't care anymore, since The Purge. That brings me to a common question I've gotten. Where will I move to?

I don't have any plan to move at this point. Tumblr had some problems before, and is obviously significantly worse now. I don't see any good alternatives at this point though. It just smashed all the communities into lots of super specific subgroups. This is the site where we only publish text only stories about jockification through hypnosis. This is the site where we only publish images of naked people. Etc. Bdsmlr, Cumblr, Fumblr, Dumblr. None of them good enough at the moment, and certainly not a replacement.

I expect that in a year or two there is something with enough gravity to pull together more than one kink, support personal relations, community building, and perhaps recommendation service that actually introduces you to things you didn't knew you loved. If you find it, let me know. Until then I'll empty my notepad here.

Since you are here you already kind of know what I do, but I thought I should try to be more explicit so people know what to expect. I really like details. I want to know how things work, in all aspects. Whenever I get the urge to rewrite a story it is usually because I thought the concept was really interesting, but too many things were not realistic enough or not fleshed out enough. Why is the transformation happening, how does it really work, and what are the realistic consequences. That doesn't mean I would shy away from magic to get to talk about something else that interest me, but I still want it to be very limited, specific and well defined.

I mainly write non-consensual change. Change you didn't initiated willingly, outcomes your didn't expect or consequences you wouldn't like. This isn't a gym blog fantasy with fake protests. "Unhand me at once, you big, mean bully, and stop making me into a hot, well toned sex machine to hang out with your friends for no apparent reason while I forget my old self". This is the black gym mirror.

Other than that I try to write as many different sub genres as I can. If nothing else to see if I can find something in it that interest me. It's really fun for me when people describe what they want from a story. I myself have no interest in large feet. Big shoes makes me think clowns. But to hear someone argue why I'm wrong and I should be turned on makes me at least want to try to find an exciting story.

I normally edit harder, but instead you got a wall of text. Well, allow me to at least present a pinterest board I've curated with hats. Curated is perhaps a strong word, as there are 700+ images. Hats, you ask. I'm not talking Indiana Jones or Frank Sinatra. These are the ones that adds a month between haircuts, and a week between showers. These are the kind that collect the steam at the gym, to bring it home. These are the kinds you hide fuck tousles in. You don’t wear them to up your style. You wear them to bring it down.

https://www.pinterest.se/joshslater999/hats/

[bookio]

Baby Blue (2021) by Bim Eriksson

In a futuristic Sweden, people wear masks or take drugs to suppress their emotions since it has become illegal to be worried or feel sad. Even music about heartbreak is a big no-no. Since her friend took his own life by jumping in front of a train, Betty has felt more and more sad. She's arrested and forced to be drugged up til she feel happy again. At the facility she meets a bunny masked girl name Berina who's very vocal and anti-authority, they immediately hit it off.

Betty soon joins Berinas hidden secret underground resistance group that specialize on killing "pigs". Betty is against the violence but joins anyway because of the romantic feelings growing between them two. Betty takes the name Baby Blue as her code name.

Uhh i can't remember what exactly happens, but Berina and Betty ends up fighting which makes Betty run away back home to her apartment. Her apartment is however wired by the "pigs" and she's taken to a treatment facility to fix her "rebellious sadness".

There she finds out that they sedate the unfixable people so deeply that they die, to get rid of "the problem" in a happy society. This wake Baby up enough to realize the importance of the resistance, and lucky for her they show up and saves her (and hopefully other inmates). The resistance have to abandon their head quarter because of this and rebuild someplace else, but this time Baby is truly one of them.

A strange but interesting comic! I really liked the art style and that kept me hooked even though some pages had so much informative text (they had to explain a lot to Betty to establish world building) that my interest fell little out of focus. I liked the slow paced relationship build up between the two main characters, when they finally kissed i was like 🎉🎉 woho! It's a thick book though with around 260 pages so it takes time to process through. 3/5 stars

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The Worst That Could Happen (2022) by Helena Karlsson

Short novel about sixteen year old girl Alice who breaks up with her controlling psycho bf Oskar. He sets revenge by posting nude photos of her online on story, photos he sneak took without consent while they were together.

Soon the pictures spread through the school and Alice holds her sadness together by being angry. Her anger explodes on people who reach out to help, and she get more and more isolated by herself.

Soon she finds help in her father's new stubborn girlfriend, who convinces her to contact the police. Alice's friends are there to support her and it all ends with them laughing happily ever after by the dinner table. The end.

Even if the feeling of dread took most part of the book, i wish there would have been a more satisfying ending to the book. Like a aftermath of what happened to the ex-bf, did he get his punishment? I also wish there had been a more instruction narrative of what one could actually do when finding yourself in a situation like that. Instead it's quickly brushed through and mostly tells a story about it being ok to tell people if something bad happens to you to lighten your heart. 2/5 stars

[pwhlboston21]

This is gold

Woho as text posts part 1/?

[garden-of-succulents]

2017 year-end works roundup

In the spirit of my 2016 roundup and my 2017.5 roundup in June, here’s the last six months of things I’ve written for this fandom. This time it features a lot more of other peoples’ additions to my posts, and the line between “meta” and “fic” has gotten progressively blurrier.

General fic: Bitty and monogrammed shit. OMGCP and character growth (also). Jack and Coach Bittle go golfing. Bob takes Jack for a haircut. Jack sneaking cookies. Persuasion AU where Jack is Anne. The Falcs call Jack "Nerd". Kent at seventeen. Lardo/Tater should be a thing. The Samwell D-Men conspire to take care of Bitty. Military AU. A Horse AU. Shitty naming foals in the Horse AU.  Bitty and Alicia in a Horse AU. Holsom in the Horse AU. Alicia in the Horse AU. Jack the Celine Dion fiend. What if Bitty had a crush on Shitty?. fluffy Zimbits morning thoughts. Nobody assumes Ransom is from Canada. Bob and Jack and "I can't, I have hockey". continued. Kent Purrson. Princess Robinson the chemistry professor's child. People who DGAF about Kent but like his cat. The most Canadian condoms ever. Sophie Parson as a baby. A Stargate crossover AU. Can't Kit and Purrs be the same cat?. Ford as a Human Ecology major. Kent/Georgia. Jack being late for practice. Captain Bitty apologizes. Bitty playing FMK with Falconers. Jack and Chowder ring-shopping together. Potteresque OMGCP idea. trans Jack Zimmermann. George/Suzanne WOHO scenario. Bitty knows how much protein he's supposed to eat. Samwell Athletes and Allies shows up. Ransom/Shitty/Parse. NHL player romance concept. AO3 fic: Jack’s WWII sexual fantasy. Kent and Jack, media image vs. reality. The girl who brought the "yo marry me Jack Zimmermann" sign. Parswoops--distracting Kent with kisses. SMH decorating after the Stanley Cup final. 

Ranskov: I love this ship so much. Ransom's anxiety has finally gotten in the way. Ranskov and narrative tension. The Senpai trope reversal. #fratsofECAC. Ransom has a postcoital panic attack. Tater getting dressed for a fancy event. Waking up with Tater (AO3). Dancing in the Haus kitchen (AO3). Prompt: fake dating AU. Queering Tater's "girl problems" texts. Prompt: Tater wondering about Ransom's jersey. 

Kent, Andy, Maida and Luis: Andy's kids playing on the Aces ice. Maida wants your rotten meat. A history of Maida and religion. Bethany Greene. BDSM porn (AO3). Who Andy's cat is named after. Reminiscing about their early sex. Andy and Maida get together. Kent loves them. Andy and Maida build a chicken coop. 

Kent Parson and the Comeback Kid (AO3): One Two Three. Andy's advice for young athletes. Andy, Bitty and baby Nick. 

Meta: Jack is always Autistic to me. What if Ngozi wrote about Millennial success? Was Jack closeted at Samwell? Giving away my hockey cred. Why I'm so into rarepairs. Dialogue with violent-darts about two friends disagreeing vehemently about OMGCP. High five to anyone else who gets their depression/social anxiety/trauma really messed with by things like Love Week. The NHL player who answers the door on Halloween himself. My Theory of Jack's Accent. What if Bitty had Dependent PD?. What "garden of succulents" means. Kent and fighting in the NHL. Tip about finding small groups in fandom. Being salty about your canon is not a new experience. If Check Please were about Jack, he should have lost the Stanley Cup. Where did Patater come from?It's okay for Jack and Bitty to make bad decisions. My blog reflects what it's acceptable to say about Kent in fandom. Kent hates himself for being attracted to Carl. Kent didn't come out because he was waiting for Jack. The question of Kent "getting everything he wanted" and not growing. How I write Kent/reconciling narratives of trauma. OMGCP and the NCAA eligibility error. 

[klingb3rg]

If you’re looking for something to invest your time in during the hockey void of indefinite duration 2k20, here’s my recommendation:

Pick a league, competition, team, or player that you don’t know much/anything about (these steps are specifically for women’s hockey but others would work, too). It will help if you’re actually interested in the topic.

Research whatever about the thing interests you. For example: how the league/competition functions or the teams/players that participate or the league’s/competition’s history or a specific player or players. This may require that you learn a hockey-specific vocabulary in a foreign language. Your friends/partner(s) and random babes will be very impressed by this.

Go to the Wikipedia in your native language. Create an account. In your research, you probably realized that Wikipedia’s coverage of your topic is: a) nonexistent, b) pitifully under developed, c) horrifically out of date, or d) otherwise insufficient.

Fix the problems outlined in Step 3.

Bathe in the satisfaction of bringing information to the masses and making women’s sport accessible to all.

Editing Wikipedia doesn’t require the scholarly expertise that a lot of folks seem to think. Everything is sourced, so you can present information and cite whatever you learned it from. You don’t have to be a pillar of knowledge, just able to present facts in a somewhat coherent fashion. Google translate is your friend.

If you’re interested or might be interested, please feel free to reach out to me on Tumblr or Wikipedia! I’d be thrilled to answer questions, provide links, or do anything else to support new editors!

– @klingb3rg / @naistenliiga / @russianwhl

ps. Thanks to @chaospitals for the idea!

[ncshville-blog]

EVENT #003                                  [HALLOWEEN WEEKEND]

Attention all residents, the apartment complex will be hosting a halloween weekend. Bring your best attitude, expect the unexpected and be prepared for a spooky weekend full of fun surprises and activities away from the complex!!! Come with us and you will see... This, our town of Halloween. 

It’s that time of the year!!!  Happy Spooktober everyone, our third event is here. The event will begin at 10am EST/ 3pm GMT on Friday, October 20th and it will end on Monday, October 23rd. Unlike our first two events, this one will have several activities scheduled for the weekend so there’s a lot of fun and interacting bound to happen. In celebration of Halloween, all activities will be, of course, halloween inspired. 

Ask memes, Honesty Hours, Baking Contest, Group assignments, Camping in the woods and much more are scheduled for the spookiest weekend in Nashville, TN. 

Below the cut, you will find everything you need to know along with the weekend’s schedule and some guidelines. Please like this post once you’ve seen it.

                               🎃  WEEKEND SCHEDULE  🎃

FRIDAY, 20th;

As admins, we know most of our members are a little busy on fridays, so the activities for this day will be lighter and easier to manage for those in school/work and made for easy roleplaying on mobile. This will go throughout the day. 

ASK MEMES & HONESTY HOUR: The main will be posting links with ask meme ideas and honesty hour questions as well as sending every character questions and memes. Please do the same and include every character. Remember, all of these should have something to do with Halloween, which makes questions & memes even more fun and unique. 

TRUTH OR DARE ANONS: The main & gossip will be in charge of this, meaning that members are not allowed to send truth or dare anons to other members, only the main and the gossip can send them so members can answer them and have fun. 

BAKING CONTEST: In honor of Zoe’s Bakery, there will be a Halloween inspired baking contest. You can either have your characters participate or not, it’s completely up to you as well as with everything else. If you do want to participate, all you have to do is post a picture of a Halloween dessert or treat your character did (you can find the picture online) and the dessert/treat ((picture)) with most ‘’votes’’ ((notes)) wins the contest. More info on this will be given on Friday. 

SATURDAY, 21st;

EST - from 10am till’ 1pm // GMT - from 3pm till’ 6pm.

HALLOWEEN REUNION AT THE COMPLEX: Alright, this small gathering with only last 3 hours and its gonna be done through a chat platform similar to chatzy so all characters get in the mood before camping and ''plan everything out'' between them. Basically, a way to have them all together in real time before camping starts because that way we get interactions/mood already set for when they are in the woods. It's gonna be short and fun & when the chat ends they are all like ¡OK OK TIME TO GO WOHO! and then the camping starts and the dash threads begin.

EST - 1pm // GMT - 6pm.

START OF THE CAMPING TRIP TO THE WOODS:  Basically, this is the core of the weekend. Characters will be split into two Teams, each team consisting of 6 groups each. Each team will be assigned a task such as: Collecting wood for the fire, setting up tents, making drinks, making food, etc. Did your tent fall on your head in the middle of the night while you slept? Blame the group that was assigned setting up tents. Did you spend all night with a stomach ache? Go ahead and start a thread with the character(s) in charge of the food and ask them what’s up. Teams, Groups and more info can be found in a separate post, here.

SUNDAY, 22nd;

Most of you know it, but Sunday means FUNDAY here in Ncshville. At this point, characters will be deep into the woods, bonding, arguing, having fun, etc, but we have decided to make it even more fun by scheduling this activity that will surely start drama and fun for everyone involved. This will go throughout the day. 

GOSSIP INTERACTS:  This is my favorite part of the weekend, by far. On SUNDAY FUNDAY, the gossip will message characters and create drama, etc!!! The gossip will start messaging everyone to purposely start/cause confusion and drama between them. Did your character get a text saying their crush was waiting for them at x area of the woods but when they got there it was just the annoying neighbor they can’t stand? Blame it on the gossip. 

MONDAY, 23rd;

This day is mainly here to give all threads closure, that way every member can finish their event threads before we go back to our regular roleplaying. Please, do not post new event threads on this day, finish the ones you have instead. 

END OF THE EVENT: Finish/Give closure to your event threads & start posting regular threads.

                                           🎃  GUIDELINES 🎃

Tag all your event threads with #nashevent03

Members are encouraged to start dash threads during and after the Halloween Reunion Chat happens.

Members are allowed to continue old threads but we encourage you to start new ones for the event to avoid confusion. 

Participating is not mandatory, but it's highly encouraged as it would be fun for everyone involved.

Please, have LOTS of fun and enjoy this weekend with us 💜

[fanficcollection]

Tumblr - Girl (Part 8)

Tumblr – Girl (series) Part 1 Masterlist

Pairing: Misha Collins x reader Summary: answer time Word Count: 2.148 Warnings: it’s a quite smooth one, parts of a panic attack, mental illness, maybe parts of implied rape

Notes: it’s been some time, but here it is, part 8! Woho.. it’s a quite smooth one, but I hope you like it in spite of that.

As always loads of love and thanks to my precious beta @sinceriouslyamellpadalecki you are truly wonderful! Thanks so much!

Enough talk, enjoy Part 8. :)

Mishas POV

With some new energy the text gave me I mastered the rest of the convention, the panels flew by and soon it was time for the closing ceremony and with the knowledge of Y/N being okay I could enjoy the whole day. I had a smile tugged on my face and when the whole convention sang “Carry on my wayward son” together I got goose bumps. From time to time I saw Jensen looking at me, and smiling, sometimes I met his gaze and he seemed truly content with the situation.

After the convention ended, I went to my room, there were two more hours left before our drivers picked you up for the flight back to Vancouver. I first packed all my things to my carry-on bag, I never brought much stuff with me to a convention weekend, then I lied down on the bed, took my phone out to make some notes on my answer, which I wanted to do later, but then I saw there were a few messages from the cast:

 Rob (5 min ago): Hey buddies, what about some farewell-drinks? In 10min in the Lobby? Dick&Rob

 Jared (3 min ago): Mish, are you joining for some drinks?

 Jensen (2 min ago): Are you in your room? I’m on my way to you before good-bye drinks. :)

After reading that text I heard a knock, probably Jensen. I quickly jumped up and went to the door to open it. When I saw the familiar face I let him immediately in the room. “Are you joining for the goodbye drinks?” he asked and the first time in a few weeks I really thought about it and nodded.  “I think it’s not a bad idea.” I said and smiled. Jensen smiled as well. “Good to see you this happy, bro” he said and patted my shoulder. “Have you answered her yet?”  he asked. “No, I guess it will take some quiet time to find the right words, I don’t want to put pressure on her and I don’t want to send just a ‘quick text’.” I took my phone from the nightstand and went to the door “Ready to go?” I asked looking at Jensen. He nodded slowly and left my room before me so I could lock it behind me.

 Later that day, back at my place in Vancouver I took my laptop, it was an important text and writing it was a lot easier on the computer, there was more space and it was easier to organize the scraps of words I had in my mind at the moment. First I put my earplugs in and looked up a inspiring playlist then I opened tumblr and started typing slowly, I often typed and deleted it, it took me a while to find the right words, but then it started to fit together.

“Dear Y/N,

I hope you got all my texts, every single one, I as well hope you saw what they meant, they mean that I’m there even if you are not, I don’t stop being there, I’m here when you need it, when you are ready. It’s sad to hear that the demons are still chasing you, but I was so happy to read that you are still fighting them, that’s a quality that tells a lot about you.

And as I told you, unless you want me to stop writing, I’m here, there is nothing to forgive, nothing for you to feel bad about and once again, because no one could ever hear it too often, you are important! To me, to other people out there, I care, I’m here when you need someone to talk.

Y/N, what you said about the characters and the actors really got into my mind. You are such a strong girl and I think I got something that would maybe help you to keep up your fight. Some time ago I got myself some Con-Tickets for Vancouver Con, but sadly I can’t attend the con due to job issues, so I have to find someone to give my tickets to. Would you like to attend the con? I know, it’s probably hours of flying from your home town, but I would give you the tickets for free. Please, do me a favour and visit the guys, meet them, see it as a reward for your brave fight.

I’m looking forward to hear from you!

Love,

Dmitri “

I read the mail again and again, but then I decided to just go for it and sent it. Hopefully she would accept the offer to meet us in Vancouver; it was a possibility to get to know her without revealing that I lied to her about my real identity. Maybe I could talk about it to her in person; at least I could try to avoid a misunderstanding by talking from face to face.

 Your POV

While reading all the messages you fell asleep, you were deadly tired even though you slept in in the morning. In your sleep you started crying, you dreamt crazy things about Jacob, you could almost feel his fingers on your skin and you started shivering by that thought. The memories of yesterday came up, you felt like you saw the scenes from some outside: you saw when he slowly pressed his lips on yours, when you first rejected it, because it didn’t feel right, your stomach turned by this scene, then you allowed it and even leaned into the kiss, you could nearly feel his lips, smell his scent.  

Then all of a sudden there was an annoying noise, you didn’t know where it came from but you couldn’t stop it. When you woke up you recognized what the noise was, your phone, an awkward standard ringtone. You first thought it was just an alarm you set to not oversleep, but as it kept ringing you noticed someone was calling you. “What?” you answered the phone without looking who was calling. “Hey darling” the voice on the other end said “are you alright? You sound sleepy, have you slept until now?” he asked, it was Jacob. “I’m okay. Just a headache and very tired.” You said shortly. “And no, I was up for a few hours, but then I laid down again, because of my head.” There was a bit of a lie in it, your head was okay, but you didn’t want to tell him that you texted Dmitri and you of course didn’t want him to know you cried the whole afternoon about Dmitri’s messages.

 “So can I still come over tonight?” he asked politely “I can bring some food, maybe pizza or Chinese?”  you thought about a good answer, he already told you in the morning that he would stop by for dinner, but somehow you needed some alone-time, but you were to slow. “You know what-“ he said, “I’m coming at about eight, I’m so sorry I can’t be there earlier. Is pizza ok with you?” You didn’t know what to say, you didn’t want to lose him, you’ve already lost Dmitri because of your shitty behaviour, so you just accepted and ended the call.

You decided to put on some comfortable clothes and go for a walk to clear your mind, university things floated round your head, there was not much time left this semester, you thought about getting a summer job, maybe travelling a bit. When you got into a nearby park you sat down for a moment, your mind wandered, you thought about everything and anything, you didn’t want to go back, everything seemed peaceful here. Taking your  phone out you scrolled through your Facebook feed; you were not one of the persons who posted every little thing, you were more the observer; you looked at profile pictures of your former classmates, many of them were in a relationship according to their profile. They seemed happy, but on the other hand, you as well didn’t share your down times, all the information on this page were just illusions of happy lives.

You closed Facebook, it made you angry to see all their lies. Instead you opened up Tumblr, Tumblr was different. A smile sneaked on your face when you thought of that convention, where Misha was confronted with Tumblr and trying to understand it; he had compared it to Facebook and every single one reacted not amused.  While your blog was loading a small sign popped up to show you that you had a new message in your inbox, it was about an hour old. Why didn’t you see that one earlier? Maybe tumblr was fucking around again. Then it dawned to you, the notifications on your phone were still turned off. Whatever, there were more important things right now! With shivering fingers you entered your inbox, it was from Dmitri, your heart sank, your stomach turned and your vision blurred, you knew it was his last message, it had to be, you couldn’t imagine he want to keep your friendship up after everything that happened.

You had to take a few deep breaths to calm down; it wasn’t easy to keep your eyes focussed on the lines when you finally managed to open the text. For a short moment you stopped, did you really want to read it, after that message you had most likely lost the human being you trusted. But you had to know if he at least forgave you. Yeah, you had to read it. So you started to concentrate again, tears silently rolling down your cheeks, you slowly read one word after the other you didn’t catch the meaning at first.

Unknowingly you looked out for some words of reject, some kind of insult, some complaining, but there was… nothing. Nothing like that, no hate. Like earlier in your friendship. There were just nice words, again. Why couldn’t he be human once, he always was so calm, so friendly, so caring. “How did I deserve him?” you mumbled. Then you started again, reading the text, processing it.

The next moment you got interrupted, your phone was ringing, again. You saw Jacob’s name flash on the display and you waited a moment before answering “Hey. What’s up?” you asked. Your mood was a lot better than before, to know you haven’t lost Dmitri lifted you up and there couldn’t go anything wrong today. “I’m right in front your door and obviously you aren’t at home.” Jacob said “I thought we said 8 o’clock?” You quickly checked the time, it was 5 minutes after eight. “I’m so sorry, I’ll be home in about 5 to 10 minutes. I completely forgot the time.” He said something you didn’t understand, but then his voice got softer “Okay babe, just hurry up a bit, the pizza is getting cold.” He said nicely and you promised to be there as soon as possible. Then you ended the call, got up and went back to your place, you were happy, nothing could break your mood tonight.

 When you arrived Jacob smiled friendly and gave you a hug with his free hand and pulled you in into a kiss, it didn’t feel that bad as you remembered it from yesterday. You kissed back lightly and unlocked the door. “Come in.” you invited him and closed the door behind him. “How was your day, darling?” he asked you while he put the pizza on a counter on the kitchen. “It started a bit nasty with the headache and so on, but then it turned out quite okay. I made it a lazy day, was quite cool. What about your day?” you asked back politely. “Was okay I guess, there wasn’t much to do at the hospital, so it got a bit boring, but I looked forward to this the whole day.” He answered and once again pulled you into a kiss. He gently stroke your neck with one hand and placed the other one on your back. The touch felt good and you leaned in it, you felt his lips curl up to a smile during the kiss and you had to smile as well. Then all of a sudden he pulled away and you silently whined. “The pizza is getting cold.” He told you with a smirk on his face and you nodded. “What about a nice movie and pizza on the couch?” he suggested and you quickly nodded. You let him choose the movie and he went with a romantic drama, then you got some drinks, non-alcoholic today and sat down next to him.

After you were finished with eating you put the carton on the floor and Jacob slipped a bit closer to you. You leaned your head against his shoulder and felt his hands caress your upper arm. It felt nice, maybe you were just too drunk yesterday to realize it, maybe you totally overreacted.

Part 9

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[jackieswift]

8 months later part 4

Hello! I hope y’all are having a great day (or had a great day). This is the part 4 of the story and it will be one more after this one. This was suppose to be the last one, but I don’t really have time to finish the story tonight (it’s evening where I live). And I totally recommend you to listen to “Apologize” or like we all call it in Sweden “too late to apologize” when you read the first Adam part. Reading the text I wrote and listening to that song makes me emotional. So just a tip if you’d like to cry or something.

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Part 1: http://jackieswift.tumblr.com/post/156452687077/8-months-later

Part 2: http://jackieswift.tumblr.com/post/156496810142/8-months-later-part-2?is_related_post=1

Part 3: http://jackieswift.tumblr.com/post/156540347947/8-months-later-part-3?is_related_post=1

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*Adam’s pov*

I sat there and talked with the love of my lives best friends boyfriend, the guy I once had a big twitter fight with. I knew I had grown as a person and it seemed like he had too. Maybe we could just put it all behind us. The door went up and I looked that direction right away. In the doorstep the doctor stood and he didn’t look happy. I got goosebumps all over my body.“Gigi, Zayn and Adam?” he asked. I just wanted to know what had happened. I couldn’t handle this anymore. “Yes” I said. The man with a rock walked over to us and I could then see how Gigi woke up. “What have I missed” she asked Zayn and sat up. She looked over to me and put on a fake smile. Zayn whispered “Nothing yet”. The doctor sat down next to us and said “I’m glad you’re up. I have something I need to tell you.” I could hear it in his voice, that he was nervous. He paused, and that pause felt like the worst moment in my life. Like it never ended. Then he finally continued “I’m sorry to say this, but Taylor…..”

Gigi cut him off with “Your bastard” and hit me, even though I’m pretty sure it was hard, I couldn’t feel it. I wasn’t in the room anymore. Or technically, my body was, but in my mind, no! I was like dead. Gigi continued with something about that I should have fought for her and that she loves me.

I think I only heard a few of her words, but I didn’t know what to say. Once again the tears started falling down from my face. Taylor loved me and I loved her. But it might be too late. Too late to apologize. Too late to start over. Too late to love her. Too late to cook for her. Too late to propose. Too late to marry her. Too late to have kids with her. Too late for everything I want in life. If she’s gone, I don’t know if I will be able to go up from bed in the mornings. She’s the reason I wanna go up from bed. The thought of growing old with her, that’s what takes me through life right now. But it all might be gone. Everything. I was in shock, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t do anything, or that will say anything other than cry. I couldn’t breath. It was as if my airways were clogged….

*Gigi’s pov*

The doctor started talking and his words made me so upset. I couldn’t lose my best friend. I let my body take over, I hit Adam and screamed at him. I knew it wasn’t fair, but if he fought for her we would never be here. But at the same time, if I had gone up faster maybe Taylor would have been fine. What if this is like the psychology I learned in school, what if I just tried blaming it all on someone else, because deep inside I knew it all is my fault. I’m the bad friend. That friend that might just watched her best friend take her life, and not just that, also in front of me, and because I wanted to kiss and get cozy with my boyfriend I let her do this to herself. I told Zayn he didn’t understand the song, but obviously I was the one who didn’t. If I only knew Taylor loved him this much, then I could have done something faster.

“Woho wasn’t that a bit…too much? Taylor will survive, don’t worry about her last words. She’s just very down. It could take weeks for her to recover and we can’t promise that everything will work like it used to. The amount of alcohol she gave her body for so short time is dangerous. And instead of fighting each other I would really like if you kept together and appreciate each other, I’m pretty sure Taylor would be really upset if she saw you guys like this” the doctor said. And I knew he was right.

I asked him some questions about Taylor’s condition and when we could meet her. He told me we had to wait for a few hours before he could say anything, and that she still was asleep.

*Adam’s pov*

I felt my phone buzz, I took it up and saw that it was a text from Austin. I had texted Austin right before I headed into the hospital. This text took me back to reality. I realised the doctor was gone and also that both Zayn and Gigi looked at me. “So you’re back?” Gigi asked. “Eh, I….” I started, but she interrupted with “I’m sorry. I thought she would die and I just got emotional and really wanted to blame someone else, because that’s apparently how weak I am in this situations” she said. “So she’s okay?” I asked with some hope in my voice. Gigi gave me a strange look “Wow, you didn’t heard a word of what that doctor said, did you? She will survive, but the doctor said somethings can be changed” I felt pretty bad for being “away” in my thoughts, but I couldn’t help it. Now when I knew she would survive I felt like I would too. I read the text from Austin “ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I’M ON MY WAY RIGHT NOW”. I really missed having him in my life. He was like a little brother to me. I sent him a short text back, just to let him know that she would survive. I started asking a lot of questions about Taylor and I wanted to know everything the doctor had told them. “You guys, I texted Austin. But I really feel like I have to call Andrea. A text wouldn’t be fair. And I know what you’re thinking, that I texted Austin. But that’s just because he’s filming his new movie tonight. So he’s just a bit outside of here and will probably be her in a hour or something.”

I walked outside to give the love of my life’s mother the second worst call she could get. “Hello Adam. Why are you calling this late? In the middle of the night…” Andrea said and I knew I would give her the shock of her life. “Are you sitting down?” I asked her. “No, I’m lying, it’s in the middle of the night Adam” she said again and sounded pretty pissed off. Now I knew what I wouldn’t do in the future I thought before I started “Taylor have been in a, let’s call it an accident. And she’s on the hospital right now. I thought you wanted to know. She will survive….” “Oh my baby girl” I hear Andrea say with a worried voice. “But it’s pretty bad. She’s passed out and has been for at least a couple of hours.”

We talked for awhile and when I hung up she and Scott was already packing the “must haves” before they were heading to the airport. I looked at the door, in there I knew Gigi and Zayn sat and waited for me to come back. But I couldn’t do that yet. I had to see her. I walked through a corridor in the hospital and thought about all those times Taylor and I watched Grey’s Anatomy together. How they always run in the corridors and it always was so much drama. I felt like my life right now easily could have been an episode of that show. Then I found it, “Tilda Svensson” it stood on a small sign outside a door. Taylor had a few rules when it came to hospitals. She was never Taylor Swift, or of course the doctors knew who she was, because come on, who doesn’t know who Taylor is? But she always had a sign with a swedish name, because her good friend Max Martin is from Sweden. And the names always starts with a T and S, because of her real names. And she always took Svensson or Sandberg, because that was the two names she had practice on saying a lot. And according to her, that was as much swedish it could get. When it came to first names she always took Tilda. She thought that was one of the world's cutest name and had told me that she wanted to name one of our daughters Tilda. That idea sounded wonderful right now and if this situation was the thing that would bring us together I would definitely name our firstborn daughter that.

I walked over to the door and I can swear that my heart raced in 200 claps per second. This was it. I knew I hadn’t permission to see her and I knew that she wasn’t awake, but I had to see her. I opened the door and there she was. The love of my life looking all destroyed. She had lots of wires and stuff around her. I didn’t knew what anything other than the infusion was. I know she needed that because of the alcohol, because her body was more than just dry. She needed this water to survive. I walked over to her and sat down on her bed. I rested one of my hands on her arms and took the other arm to her face. I leaned against her and kissed her cheeks. She smelled disgusting from the alcohol, but in that moment, nothing had ever smelled better. I took my fingers over her lips. Those beautiful lips I wanted to kiss everyday for the rest of my life. I pulled my hand through her hair and then kissed her lips. I kissed her like I didn’t want to do anything else in my whole entire life. Like that was or last kiss. Because who knows….I leaned back from her and watched her one last time before I had to go back to Gigi and Zayn.

My hand on her body moved without me moving it. I could hear “Uhugh” coming out from Taylor's voice and I start smiling and the tears once again starts pouring down my face. “You’re….omg...I love you so much” I said and leaned in for a hug. “Who...who are you” get’s out from Taylor’s mouth and I backed off right away. “Don’t you recognize me?” I ask with a sad voice. “No, I’m sorry…I guess I should. Are we married? Or are you my brother or something. Or you might be my best friend?” I could see it on her face, that she’s confused. “Do you know who you are?” I ask her. And now I could see even more fear in her eyes. A tear falled down from her cheek and she whispered “no”.

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The next part and also the last part will probably be out tomorrow! And yeah sorry for the whole swedish name thing, as a Swede, I’m still not over the fact that Taylor said her name was Nils Sjöberg for the This Is What You Came For release. So what do you think? Is Taylor’s memory gone? Will Adam and Taylor get a happy ending?

[hockeyfemslashfest]

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