#I remember when I came out in 8th grade and my friend asked me if it meant that I wanted to be a boy

[myangelscrimson]

Women with glasses and dark/curly hair.

[chrissturnsgirlll222]

okok you can make this super fluffy or u can add smut if you’d like, i don’t have a preference. i also can literally see this in my head so i’m sorry if there’s too much lolol. but basically reader + the triplets have been best friends since they were like 6, but reader and nick are closest. she’s had a crush on matt for ages and basically matt finally realizes what he feels (even though anyone w two eyes could see) and kisses her, but they get caught by nick and matt kinda runs out, later being scolded by nick saying smtg like “why are you doing this? she doesn’t need you breaking her heart over and over again anymore.” after that he confesses and at first she thinks he’s fucking w her before realizing he’s being genuine

sandbox

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary - this rec ^^

warnings - kissing, fluff, swearing, use of y/n (i think thats all)

word count - 2400??

NOT PROOFREAD

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me and the triplets have been best friends for as long as i remember. i honestly think i gained consciousness when i was with them. we have spent countless summers together just playing around outside. showing off our new toys, board games and just growing up together.

we were all inseparable from the moment i met them and have pretty much experienced everything with them. i was always super close with chris and he was even my first kiss at the ripe age of 8. nick and i met first during baseball practice and i was the only girl on the team. nick is my best friend in the whole world and that never changed as we grew up. matt and i are very different people. we always got along and played together as kids but as i grew up i developed feelings for him. i had an eye for him ever since we were 13 when he ditched his date and took me to 8th grade formal because no one else would. he was always my knight in shining armor.

i always thought he was attractive but as time went on i grew to love everything about him. i confided in nick about my feelings when i was 15 and have continued to express my feelings for matt to him. nick promised me that this would be the only secret he would ever keep from his brother and he has kept it for 2 years now.

which brings us to present day.

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matt was driving me home from school since nick and chris were hanging out with their friends after school.

“did you see that amount of homework our history teacher gave us, i was ready to walk out the second she gave me that booklet.” i say. “oh i fucking know she can be ridiculous.” matt replies. he was driving with one hand on the wheel and the other tapping his fingers on the centre console to the music we were listening to. “matt.” i ask looking at the size of my booklet, “hmm?” he says watching the road. “do you think we can work on these together i really dont think i can get this done on my own.” i mumble, he chuckles looking over at me “i was just about to ask you the same thing.” he smiles.

“ok ill drive over later i need to do some things at home before i start homework.” i breathe. “sounds good.” he says.

once matt dropped me home i immediately began getting ready. although i would never admit it, i always tried my best to look my best when i was around matt. even though we have known each other for years i never wanted him to think i was unattractive.

growing up and watching the girls matt would take on dates and have all of those ‘firsts’ with always crushed me. he never knew it but he broke my heart countless times. the worst time was when we were 15 and he came to me nick and chris after hanging out with his first girlfriend and told us he lost his virginity. that was the night i confessed to nick my feelings for his brother. i spent the rest of that weekend crying in my room about matt when he did nothing to hurt me, i was just in my own head about loving him since i was 13. its safe to say nothing has changed since then and i have continued to be in love with him and i am now currently 17.

- later that night - 6:15 pm

i arrived to their house and walked in after being greeted by their mom and a hug from her. their mom treated me like my own as i was at their house more than i was at my own. she told me that there was dinner left over since chris and nick werent home if i wanted some.

of course all i wanted to do was just hangout with matt.

i made my way up the stairs to matts room to find him playing a game on his computer with headphones on. i walked over to him and tapped his shoulder. “oh y/n you scared the shit out of me.” he breathes clearly startled. i laugh and walk over to his bed and plop down on it. “i actually think i would rather step on nails for a day than do this history bullshit.” i sigh.

matt chuckles while shutting off his computer and grabbing his history booklet and sitting down on his bed. we both got right to work going from looking in our textbooks, to writing down answers, copying the answers from each other and wording them differently. we continued that same process for about an hour before my hand felt like it was going to fall off.

“oh my god matt i cannot do this anymore we need to take a break.” i sigh laying down on my back. “me too i think my head will explode if i keep going.” he agrees. i close my eyes and get comfortable in his bed while he grabs his phone and starts scrolling on it eventually turning it to my face “what do you think of her.” he asks showing me a girl that is in our history class. i just raise my shoulders in response. “words would be more helpful you know.” he chuckles. “i dont know shes the same as the past 3 girls you have been with.” i blankly reply. he hums in response and goes back to scrolling. “so helpful.” he says jokingly rolling his eyes.

“you never really like any of the girls i talk to huh?” he blurts. i freeze not knowing how to respond, i dont know matt maybe because ive been in love with you for years but your too stubborn to fucking notice it? i obviously wanted to scream I LOVE YOU AND I HAVE SINCE I WAS 13, at him but i didnt. my face goes blank and i just turn away from him and go back to resting my eyes even tho i know it wont last long. while me and matt had a great relationship as friends i always shut down when it came to moments like these. matt knows when something is wrong, all the fucking time. its frustrating in moments like these when i am literally mad at him for showing me a girl hes interested in but of course i cant tell him that.

“ok snap out of it what is your problem now?” he snaps. “matt i dont have a problem.” i state lying through my teeth. “anyone from a mile away can read that you are upset right now so just tell me what the issue is so i can fix it.” he pleads. “matt can you drop it.” i huff twars brimming my eyes, “no.” he pauses “why do you keep doing this, you always shut me out when theres a problem. i know that your upset and you know that i know your upset, just tell me whats wrong.” he explains.

“matt i cant.” i say as tears spill out. he lifts his hand to turn me over to see that im crying, his face saddens. i instinctually cover my eyes and sit up.

“theres clearly something wrong, what happened why cant you open up to me anymore.” he says. i sniffle and get up to use the bathroom. i couldnt stand to even look him in the eye. not knowing the strong feelings i have for him.

j went into the bathroom and broke down. i never broke like that in front of him before. every time this has happened i usually just go home and deal with it or complain to nick. this time i was looking him right in the eye and he saw what he made me feel. matts not and idiot he definitely knows why that upset me. if he didnt have a hunch that i was in love with him before he absolutely knows now. everything ive held in for the past 4 years has spilled out and i dont know how to handle what will happen when i walk back in to that room.

knock knock

“y/n can you open the door.” he says in a quiet tone. i put my hand on the handle and press my other hand to the door. “deep breaths” i keep repeating to myself. i crack the door open and matt sees me mascara on my face. puffy eyes and a sniffily mess. he grabs my face and either side and wipes away my tears. i just watch him as he does this. he moves forward to get closer and slowly connects our lips. i immediately melt into his touch and start kissing him back, wrapping my hands around his on my face.

we continue kissing as i wrapped my arms around his neck to bring him closer as he smiles into the kiss. i heavily breathe in as he slips his tongue into my mouth. my heart beats faster at the new feeling. i always imagined kissing matt but this is better than what i ever could have imagined. he moves one hand from my face and places it on my hip.

“what. the. fuck.” i hear nick say from behind.

we both stop and turn around and nick and chris standing behind us.

“nick please dont be mad.” i plead. “i will talk to you in a minute y/n” he says point at me “matt go to your room with me.” nick says sticking his hand in the direction of matts room.

matts pov

my heart was beating so fast as nick followed me into my room. kissing his best friend what was i thinking. she was my best friend too but their relationship was always closer but its still no excuse.

“what the fuck are you doing kissing y/n?” he yells, i open my mouth to speak but he interrupts me. “do you know how much you have fucked with her already.” he exclaims.

now im confused.

“you have been messing with y/n’s head for years now and you have spent the past four years breaking her heart over and over, she doesnt need you doing it again.”

i pause i thinking about his words rubbing my hands over my face.

“she has spent everyday loving you since we were 13 and has watched you countless times talk to girls and being girls around and she has always kept it in as to how she feels. unless you truly have feelings for her that to you was nothing. but matt, what just happened right there.” nick says shaking his head, “just might hurt her more than anything you could ever have done to her.” nick breathes before walking out of my room.

y/n’s pov

i walked into chris’ room after what happened and just cried as he watched me spiral. he surprisingly had nothing to say and the silence of the situation made it even worse. i was freaking the fuck out. i never anticipated kissing matt and especially not his brother, my best friend catching us.

nick walks in to chris’ room “y/n are you ok?” he asks. i look at him and just break down. he walks over and sits down on the bed with me and chris. chris friendly pats me on the shoulder and i smile at him “thanks chris.” i say and he gives me a warm smile.

we hear a knock on the door and see matt open it. “y/n please can i talk to you.” he says and nick looks at me with worry written all over his face. “its ok.” i whisper as i get up and nod at matt.

we close the door behind us and he begins. “nick just told me ive been breaking your heart since we were 13.” he breathes, “why didnt you say anything before.”

“matt i couldnt.” i say tears threatening to come out of my eyes again. matt looks at me with concern. “dont, dont look at me like that. you never felt anything for me now dont start now because you feel bad for me.” i say now feeling angry at him. “y/n but thats the thing, i always felt something for you. anyone with eyes can see that. you know that i never let any girl come into my presence without asking your approval, your the most important girl to me in the world nothing can ever change that.” he says looking at the ground. “bullshit.” i huff. “i dont believe you, if you really ever had feelings for me you would have seen that i loved you for 4 years.” i say tears pooling out of my eyes but i dont care, “4 years matt. ive been seeing you with girls for years envious of their life and then you pass them on like their nothing.” i say putting a finger to his chest. “4 years i had to keep this to myself to prevent it from ruining years of friend ship, not just between us but between your family.” i say pushing my finger on his chest harder and he steps back. “4 years that i had to get my heart broken by someone who didnt give a shit about me.” i say walking towards him now pushing him harder, crying even harder now.

he wraps his arms around me and i fight out of his grip. he doesnt let go as i stuggled but eventually i grow tired and just clutch on to him like if i let go i would fall. “im sorry.” he says petting my hair and i cry into his chest. “you know that i would never hurt you, you are the one person besides my brother that i care about the most.” he says resting his chin on my head. “i love you.” he says. i look up at him from his grip. i moved up to his face finding his lips and connecting them once more. this kiss more sweet than the last.

“ive waited to hear that since i was 13.”

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thank you for reading xx

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a/n: i hope you guys enjoyed this and to the person who requested it i hope this lived up to your standards 🤍🤍🤍

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cold- matt sturniolo x fem!reader

a/n: i’ve looked at my first fic so many times that i’m starting to hate it so i’m gonna try and change up my style a little bit!

summary- due to the freezing weather, the triplets have to stay with you until the weather lets up

warnings- smutttt🤷‍♀️ kinda longgg but i rly like a good build up so bare with me

i have known nick matt and chris for as long as i can remember. our parents were best friends all throughout highschool, so growing up we spent every second together. I have a single mother, who raised me and my twin brother nate, so she always said marylou was just another parent for us.

they were there for all my birthday parties, they were there when my parents fought, they were there when i broke my leg for the first time, my first crush, every first day of school, and so much more.

nick was my all time best friend, i told him every detail about my life. he knew every one of my secrets. he knew all of my crushes, all of my fears, he was there when i got my first period, i called him after i had sex for the first time, and he was there when i cried in his arms after getting my heart shattered for the first time.

nick was basically the male version of me, so it was no surprise to him when i told him i had a crush on his triplet brother, matt. “it was obvious when you asked him to teach you how to ride a bike instead of me” he said popping candy into his mouth “nick i was like 9” i laughed. “the truth always unfolds” he says in a singy-songy voice “plus you’re the only person who laughs at his stupid jokes”

nick was right, every time matt would tell a joke it was like everything in the world was so funny. it was always like that around matt. every time i saw him it was like i had no control over my actions. i was just as close with him as i was nick and chris, but it was just different.

i discovered i had feelings for matt the summer before 8th grade. we were all at that age where you’ve just hit puberty and everything changes. we were out by the pool hanging out like the 5 of us always did when matt suddenly came up behind me, picked me up, and jumped in the water. after i got back up he made sure i was okay before laughing at me, and i laughed with him. he looked me in the eyes and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. my heart fluttered

matt had always been so sweet to me, but this summer it was different. we spent so much time together. we were attached at the hip for the rest of the summer. that was until school started back, and we didn’t have any classes together so we never had time to talk

one day a new kid came into my class and he was super cute. the teacher sat him in the empty desk next to me and we immediately hit it off. “hey i’m derek” he spoke as he sat down. “y/n!” i replied flashing him a sweet smile. we sat by eachother for the rest of the semester. one day he needed help with the work, so i gave him my number to talk to me after school. that night we stayed up on the phone for hours.

he finally asked me out on valentine’s day. i knew that deep down i still had feelings for matt, but i had to put them aside and focus fully on derek. we dated all the way from eighth grade to the middle of sophomore year. he broke up with me after the homecoming dance, and for a while i thought my world was going to end.

i left the dance early with nate and the triplets, and cried with them by my side for hours. once they went to bed, nick stayed in my room with me and i cried in his arms for hours. the next morning when i went down stairs, there was a basket of all my favorite candies, a blanket, and a card that read “i’m super sorry about the breakup. i love you so big and hope you get better soon. love, matt” i called matt and thanked him for the basket.

fast forward through sophomore and junior year, and now it’s winter break of our senior year. nick and i are still best friends, but me and matt aren’t nearly as close as we used to be. and just to clarify, winter in boston is terrible. it never gets above 20 degrees, and it occasionally gets higher than 10. right now, we were currently in the middle of a snow storm, so we were trapped inside. my days consisted of watching my favorite movies while occasionally being bothered by nate.

it was getting late, so i decided to get in the shower. i grab my usual sleep wear, a small tank top and whatever pajama shorts i have in my drawer. i was home alone, but about 20 minutes into my shower i hear ringing at my doorbell. i hurry up and get dried off and dressed, when the doorbell rings again. “coming!” i yell as i hurry down the steps

i open the door as i’m greeted by a strong gust of cold air, and my 3 favorite faces. “hey guys come in!” i said as i stepped out of the way “our pipes are entirely frozen until the ground defrosts, nate said we could stay here for a bit” nick said explaining the sudden visit. just as matt walked through the door, he leaned down close to my ear and whispered “you must be so cold in that outfit.” i looked down at ny chest, my nipples clearly hard from the cold air. fuck. i quickly ran upstairs to cover myself before coming back downstairs.

“nice hoodie” is all i hear then i look up to see matt staring at me. i look down to see the hoodie i was wearing. it was one matt gave me last winter when i didn’t have anything to wear one night at their house. i smile back at him and say “yeah i got it from this really weird kid on the side of the road once” “he must have good taste” he said matching my energy.

that was the thing about matt. i could go forever without talking to him and still feel like it had only been a day. as the three got settled on the couch. i grabbed blankets from my basket and distributed them. “aww no way you still have that!” chis said referring to my blanket. i looked at it and noticed it was the blanket matt gave me after my breakup. i know it’s old, but it’s always been my favorite blanket. i used it on every occasion, and it’s seen many tears.

as the movie started i couldn’t help but stare at matt when he wasn’t looking. the way the screen lit his face so perfectly in the dark light of the living room. then he opened up his phone and began typing. i few minutes later, i hear my phone go off.

matt: you seemed so cold earlier i’m glad my hoodie and blanket can keep you warm.

me: i’m glad too 😛🥶

matt: i almost forgot how good you looked in my hoodies.

me: matt what?

matt: you know how i feel about you.

just because you changed in 8th grade doesn’t mean i forgot about us.

i put my phone down and ran to my room. all it took was one text from matt and now i’m all hot and bothered. i sat on my bed trying to catch my breath. once i my hands stopped shaking so dramatically, i started typing up a text for nick.

before i could hit send, i heard footsteps coming up my stairs. “nick?” i said my voice obviously trembling. “sorry it’s just me” matt said entering my room. “look y/n i didn’t mean to scare you i jus-“ i cut him off my smashing my lips on to his. after a second i pulled back and immediately felt regret

“matt i’m sorry” i said “don’t apologize” before i had time to speak again he was kissing me hard. eventually the kissing turned into a very heated makeout. he sat down on the bed and i straddled him on his lap. both of us were clearly very needy. our teeth clashed and we groaned into each other’s mouths. i had my hands running through matt’s hair tugging on his brown curls.

he squeezed my ass and pulled me closer to him causing me to moan. i grinded on his lap steadily as we kissed eachother making him groan several times. his hands gripped my waist as my hands trailed up is shirt. i then ran my nails down his sides which caused matt to wince a little.

in one swift motion he let go of my waist and tugged my his hoodie off of my body, leaving me in the tiny tank top and shorts i was in earlier. “you must be freezing” he teased then stuck his hands down my top and cupped my bare breasts causing me to moan. matt saw that as ammunition and continued to massage my boobs.

“fuck matt don’t stop” i begged. i sounded so needy but i didn’t even mind. i had always wanted this moment with matt. he stopped and removed my top leaving my chest exposed. he then attached his mouth to my nipple, swirling his tongue around, then he moved to the other nipple and repeated those motions.

when he got up i ripped his shirt off then he attacked my neck leaving wet sloppy kisses. i dug my nails deep into the skin on his back which made him let out a slight whimper. he moved his hands down my body then he grabbed the waistband of my shorts. he looked at me in the eyes asking my for my permission.

“please matt” i whined almost a little too loud. he pulled my shorts down leaving me in just my panties. he lowered his head down to my waistline, leaving kisses all over. “fuck matt don’t tease” i whined. “just be patient, i’ve had to wait all my life for this” he demanded, his hoarse voice turning me on even more.

i rubbed my legs together hoping for some kind of friction. he gripped my thighs holding them still. he began to massage them as the continued to kiss my waist. the then made his way to my thighs kissing up til he reached my underwear.

he took them off tauntingly slow. the second they were off, he stuck his head between my legs and immediately latched his mouth onto my clit. i bit my lip hard trying to silence my moans. he sucked and licked and nibbled so well sending me into a euphoric state.

he started to finger me with one finger while he ate me out. my back arched so high off the bed i thought i could snap. my stomach tightened and i moaned his name “matt i’m bouta cum don’t stop! pls don’t stop!” all he did was hum, sending vibrations all up my body causing me to release.

he sat up with a corny smile on his face and looked me in the eyes. he grabbed my waist and quickly flipped me onto my stomach causing me to gasp. he lifted me so my ass was in the air “how do you wanna go about this?” he asked.

“fuck me like you mean it” i demanded, needing him right then and there. with that being said he removed his pants and his boxers in a flash, exposing his inches. i winced at the size, but i didn’t let it get to me.

“if you need me to stop just say ‘pink’ okay? it’ll be our safe word” he said. i nodded my head frantically becoming impatient.

suddenly he rammed into me at full speed causing me to almost scream, disregarding the people downstairs. he shoved my head into the pillow muffling my noises as he rammed ruthlessly into me.

this was a completely different side of matt. normally he was so sweet and gentle, but right now he was tearing me apart. not that i’m complaining. he thrusted into me with so much power i swore i could feel him up in my chest.

i screamed into the pillow and arched my back upwards causing him to get a better angle, hitting my g spot repeatedly. “fuck y/n you feel so good” he moaned. my legs shook once again. i clenched around matt causing his jaw to fall open as we both came. he fucked me through our highs never losing pace.

“remeber if you wanna stop now the word is pink” he said signaling he wasn’t ready to stop, but i wasn’t either. no matter how overstimulated i was becoming, i just couldn’t get enough. “please don’t stop matt” i begged.

he flipped me on my back where he can look me into my eyes and fucked into me slowly this time taking in every detail of my face. i had tears running down my eyes, my hair was a mess, and i couldn’t control the muscles in my face. i was an absolute mess under him but i didn’t mind at all.

he thrusted into me slowly as he dropped his head in the crook of my neck. “fuckkk. just like that. oh my g-god you feel amazing. i could do this forever.” he whispered praises in my ear sending me over the edge. i bit down on my swollen lip, causing it to bleed just a little as i released.

matt smirked as he pulled out and released thick white strings of cum all over my chest. he then licked it completely clean and smiled at me. “god you’re so beautiful, i’ve wanted you to be all mine forever” he said looking in your eyes.

“god matt i’ve loved you since we were 14” i admitted. he smiled at me and kissed me sweetly “ i knew you would be mine the second i laid eyes on you” he said “matt we were infants.” i joked “that’s besides the point, y/n. be my girlfriend?” he asked. “of course dummy” i kissed him.

kissing matt was so addictive. i just couldn’t stop once i started. “okay now let’s get you cleaned up and get to bed i’m so tired” he said standing up. he then picked me up bridal style and carried me into the shower.

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AHHH THE ENDD I HOPE YALL LIKE BC I LOVED WRITING ITTTT

[rehfan]

*opens calculator app* 😂 Wait so you were nearly the same age as the kids in Stranger Things in the RL 1980s? I'm so curious, do you have any pet peeves or things you chuckle about when it comes to the younger generation writing about experiences they've never had? Example, I'm in my early 30s so it's funny to me when I can clearly tell someone is currently in their early 20s by the way they write conversing on a landline phone. Like, not judging anyone or their writing. But it's amusing to be able to tell they grew up with mobile phones and wifi as the norm and I am really curious if you have that about the way my or any other younger generation writes certain things.

I was nearly the same age as the Party, yes. In 1986 I was actually 12 - which puts me in 7th grade/beginning of 8th - so I was more Erica’s age.

I had a Trapper Keeper. (Several actually.) I had leg warmers (red - given to me as a present) but I only wore them once because they felt stupid. My VERY FIRST CRUSH was on a senior student the next year (our school was a Jr/Sr High School so everyone from grades 7-12 were all in one building) and he looked JUST LIKE EDDIE. Not exaggerating. So when I saw the beginning of Season 4… I kind of lost my mind a little.

My “Eddie”:

When I finally got to high school (1988-89) I looked just like Eddie. Denim jacket with the buttons and pins, wild curly brown hair, all that.

I’m the chick circled in red talking with my friends:

So when I read fic written by younger people, I do tend to fact check them in my head. For instance: CDs were not a widespread thing until the 90’s y’all. (Google is your friend.) And most people of means had a set of encyclopedia in their homes, but they tended to only buy ONE set. Once outdated, there was no replacing them because they were EXPENSIVE. So going to the library for research was a thing. A BIG thing. There was no internet, of course, so that’s all we had. That, and our parents and teachers. That’s all we had to go for information about EVERYTHING — including sex.

Remember too: this is also 1986 and that’s the beginning of the height of the HIV/AIDS crisis. Gay men were dying in droves. No one knew the cause, but most figured that if it was relegated to only the gay male community then… *collective society shrug*. The insidious illness also added to the intended insult of being called “gay” or a “gaylord” at that time. Effeminate males were ostracized, treated as “other”, and even beaten and killed. It was dangerous to be Out - but it was also dangerous to exist. It was (for the most part, and to my limited understanding) a hidden-away hookup culture by necessity with an even darker underbelly because having sex could be a death sentence. Most all the Steddie stuff I’ve read set in that time tends to ignore these undertones - including homosexual characters practicing unprotected sex.

But if a writer is only smut-focused when writing their fic, I can see why that choice was made.

And even the Duffers kinda fucked up. In Season 4 Ep 1, the song that played (“Do You Want To Play”) when Dustin and Mike are tearing around the school looking for an extra to fill in for Lucas for D&D, that song (by Extreme) didn’t come out until 1988. I know - I owned that album. On cassette tape. Bought it when it came out.

So all in all, no one’s perfect and all these stories are based around a small town experiencing supernatural craziness, so I’m willing to give it all a pass.

Go write your fic, kids. And if you want An Old to 80’s-pick your fic, my ask is always open.

[melloween-candie]

An Endless Mission [J/Birch]

Judd Birch x Leah's BFF reader

Summary

Leah is your best friend and she knows your dirty little secret... she knows that- YOU HAVE A BIG FAT CRUSH ON HER OLDER BROTHER JUDD!

You've had this crush on him for years and for years she has made it her mission to get you two together!

A/n - Writing this just cause he was my favorite Character in the show lol. I don't know... He just gave off that kind of vibe where he's sweet but psycho. Anyways I feel like he deserves more love. 😘

Warning! *SPOILER SEASON 1 Cussing, alcohol, mentions of boobs, boob touching, slight drowning, degrading, depression, anxiety, slight physical abuse

Word Count: 6,067

⚠️NOT MY ART⚠️

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/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

***Narrator's Pov***

"Leah! You said this was a pool party!?" You whined, trying to cover up your bikini body with your hands, but miserably failed. All your clothes were inside your bag, too, so you couldn't just grab them and change right then and there.

Though it would be a lie to say that you didn't want to try...

When you saw that familiar black hair with blue highlights, walk into the living room- You. Wanted. To. Die.

Right then and there... Your crush... Standing just a few feet away from you- just looking at you as if you were a maniac.

"Why are you in a bikini?" He asked. His voice was as deep as ever.

"Um... Uh..." You were dying out there. Your heart was beating, and your face was flushed red. You looked like you took a dip in a pool with all the sweat you were accumulating- meanwhile, your 'best friend' just stood there giggling.

You were so embarrassed...

"So, Judd- what do you think of Y/n's bikini she's going to wear tomorrow for the pool party?" She said with a teasing voice.

He stood there for a moment and then grunted. Giving you a slight nod, then left. His face never changed. He didn't even give you a little smirk...

"Wha- what's that supposed to mean?!" I said to Leah once he was fully gone.

She snorted. "You're hot. That's what it means." She giggles even more.

"Leah!!!" Your face turned an even brighter shade of red.

Back then, when you were a kid, most people never saw you. They never acknowledged you. You were practically invisible... Until you hit puberty. Nobody expected anything from you- in fact, you were a late bloomer. You were the last person in your class to get your period, and your boobs didn't start growing until the beginning of high school...

But look at you now. You were going into junior year with a hot body. Your hips grew in, and so did your boobs. You had what most girls wanted- an hourglass body. Silky smooth skin and a bubbly butt to top it off.

Though, because of how you were raised, you were always self-conscious. You made sure nothing showed, as hard as it was... You genuinely didn't like the attention. You were so used to the shadows, and quite frankly, you enjoyed it too.

Small Time Skip!~

"I can't believe you did this to me!!" You covered your face with your hands, feeling completely embarrassed.

"Oh, come on, Y/n! It wasn't that bad! You have the hottest body In. Our. Grade!! Use it~!" She said with a huge smile on her face. "I mean, I know it can feel like Judd doesn't have a di*k to get a boner sometimes, BUT if anyone CAN give him a boner, it's YOUUU!" She shook your shoulder lightly.

"God, seriously, Leah..." You uncovered your face to reveal a deep frown. "I love that you care, but I don't think I can survive another embarrassing moment like that..."

"Oh, don't be ridiculous-" Leah said, cutting you off. "You've survived all the other times!" She said as she started to braid your hair.

"For example, remember the first time we meant?!" Her smile grew even bigger.

"Oh god..." You muttered.

"We were in 6 grade meanwhile my brother was in 8th grade..."

"Please- end me." You muttered as Leah continues.

"It was the first time you came to my house. I was grabbing drinks, and I simply told you to go upstairs to the right... Where my room should be..."

"Please! STOP!" You covered your face one again out of pure embarrassment.

Leah giggled. "You ended up walking into my brother's room thinking it was mine-"

"You said to the right!" You interjected, trying to defend yourself.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I didn't know my rights and lefts at the time, and quite frankly, I still don't." She said, shrugging her shoulders as she continued. "But do you remember the face my brother made when he saw you there! Sitting on his bed...!" She started cackling.

"Oh, how can I forget." You said, rolling your eyes.

"H-his face- wa-was sooo red!!!" She laughed even more.

"Yeah, red with anger!"

Leah whipped a tear away- "No, silly. Red with embarrassment."

"Oh, please. He wasn't embarrassed- he yelled at me, Leah! That's not how normal people react when they're embarrassed."

"Oh, please. You should know by now- my brother isn't normal. Plus, he likes you!! How many times do I have to say it to convince you?!"

"Leah, stop! He has never once shown any positive sign-!"

Leah grabbed your shoulders, interrupting you completely. "How many times do I have to tell you?! My. Brother. Isn't. Normal!!!" She said shacking you.

"And besides, there ARE signs!" She said as she grabbed something from under her bed.

"Oh god... Not that again..." You said crunching up your face.

"Oh yes. It's this again!" Leah giggled, shoving the book in your face.

The title said-

Leah's Proof Book!!!

"I'm still so happy how I thought of this!"

This was a book that Leah made when she was little. It only took a few days of your friendship for her to realize you had a crush on her brother, Judd. This book contained-

The conversation, word for word, when you confessed to her the first time about having a crush on her brother.

Along with how you fell for him... When you first spoke to him- ON YOUR OWN! And along with all the times when Leah tried hooking you up with him.

To you- that book contained all the embarrassing fails you had with Judd; meanwhile, Leah saw the book as progress, Progress, PROGRESS~!

She REALLY wanted you and Judd to work out. She was literally your biggest ship fan ever. She just thought that it would be really cool to have you literally a part of her family. You are her best friend, after all, and even though her brother was scary and can come off as mean- she knows he would treat you right.

"What are you writing down now..." You said with a dreading undertone...

"Uhh, duh? That beautiful moment earlier when your body made Judd completely speechless~" She was completely overtaken by the giggles by this point... And all you did was lay flat on her bed sighing in defeat.

Time skip!~

"GIRLS DINNER TIME!"

"COMING!" Leah yelled.

"So, like I said earlier, Judd will be at the pool party." She said as she walked down the stairs with you.

"Right... Leah, I don't know- I don't think pretending to drown is a safe idea. Plus, you said it yourself: your brother is a bit- uhh, you know. I-I don't really want to die tomorrow." You said, rubbing your neck.

"Talking about Judd again, I, see?" Leah's dad Elliot said.

Oh, did I forget to mention- LEAH'S ENTIRE FAMILY KNOWS ABOUT YOUR CRUSH... and sadly, you weren't entirely sure if Judd knows. I mean, he is a very intuitive person. He practically knows everything, so you wouldn't be surprised if he knew about your long-time crush on him, and he simply chose to not say anything about it.

"Oh, stop it, Dad," Leah said. "No offense, but this is girl talk!" Leah grabbed your shoulders, pushing you away from her father.

"Yeah, Elliot. It's girl talk." Said Diana- Leah's mom. "Now, did you add any new entries to that book of your Leah? It's been a hot minute since..."

"Mom! How many times do I have to tell you! STOP SNEAKING IN MY ROOM-! And also- don't read my book! That's weird!" Leah yelled.

"What book?" Everything instantly froze when they heard that voice.

You stood there; your face turned completely red as you prayed it wasn't who you knew it was.

"You mean that dumb proof-book?" He said as he leaned on a counter, swinging a knife as he spoke.

"Y-you were in my room!" Leah stuttered. Her face was now red too- but not from embarrassment, no. But from anger.

"Relax butt-face. I didn't read your stupid book." He said as he shoved pass her.

As you just sighed in releaf.

Small Time Skip!~

***Leah's Pov***

Finally, it was dinner time! As I sat down, I gave Nick a little head nod, and he returned the gesture. Little did Y/n know this wasn't going to be an ordinary dinner...

A few minutes have passed, and not much was said...

"Uhh- Y/n, can you pass me the salt?"

"Uh, sure." She leaned in towards Judd's direction... That poor girl. I couldn't help but giggle a little. She may be sixteen, but she sure doesn't understand what I got her to do with that simple pled.

To put it into simple terms... I just got her to show her cleavage to my brother. I made sure to pay extra attention to his reaction, too. Most people would have missed it, especially since he was taking a sip of his drink, but I swear he smirked while looking at it.

"Um here." She said plainly, then went back to eating.

Step one of the dinner execution is complete. On to step too- touchy touch!

Knowing my brother- he can't resist spices, especially now! I made sure to get my mom to make his favorite. Every time she makes it, he'd always put hot sauce and a whole load of spices into it. I personally don't understand why. The meal is already spicey enough as it is...

I winked towards my dad- oh, did you think it was just me and Nick executing this? Oh, my dear, no... MY ENTIRE FAMILY is in this- my mom made the food, and now the rest is up to us three!

Once my dad saw Judd grab the spice shaker, he cleared his throat, waiting for the perfect time... And then BANG!

"Y/n deary, can you pass the spice shaker, please?" He smiled.

"Uhh, sure." She looked at Judd, who was still holding it. He meant her eyes, and she blushed. Then he gave our dad a glare as he passed the shaker to Y/n.

It was small, but It was still successful. Her index and middle finger touched his...

"Thank you, deary-"

"Okay, what's going on?" He said out of the blue.

"Oh my. But what do you mean, Juddy buddy?" Elliot smiled.

"You hate spices." He said plainly.

Crap...

"Oh... well... Hate is a strong word..." He said, trying to buy time to escalate the backup procedure.

I took a sip of my drink as I looked off to the corner. I placed my arm on the table and carefully angled my elbow towards Y/n's drink. Then I looked towards Nick; he, too, was drinking his cup.

And at the same time, we strike!

"Ughh! Hey!?" Y/n got up. Her drink spilled all over her white top... As Nick pretended to sneeze all over Judd. He got up, clearly pissed. He slammed Nick's head onto the table as a result, which gave my little brother a bloody nose..., and of course, my mother had to interject. Meanwhile, our father ran towards the bathroom with the excuse of-

"Ohh... Your right, Judd spices are NOT my friend." As he ran, he held his stomach to make it look more believable...

And with that, Nick pulled it off- he ran towards his 'so-called room.' When in reality, he ran towards Judd's room and locked it. Hopefully, he got out in time.

Meanwhile, Y/n walked towards our second and only bathroom that wasn't being used... Do you see the picture now?

I smirked evilly as they both walked away from the dining room.

Once they were gone, I saw something fall outside... OH MY GOD, it was Nick!

"I'm okay!" He said, then he fell back down. "Still- Oh-Kay... Huh..."

It seems that he did manage to escape in time. Good for him. I thought as I drank the rest of my drink.

And then... I heard it! A scream erupted from the upstairs bathroom. It sounded just like Y/n.

I quickly rushed along with my mother.

And there it was... Y/n had her shirt dangled in her arms... Her bra was pushed up a bit, so her boob fat poked out a little... She was on the ground- probably due to the shock of the door being opened on her. Meanwhile, my brother held the doorknob... He said nothing. His mouth was slightly gaped open...

Then, when he saw me and Mom, he made a tch sound, closed the door, and left with his usual grumpy self. Though I could have sworn I saw a blush on his face.

It was working... My plan was working... I was finally cracking him- I hid a smile as I tried to help my friend.

Time Skip!~

***Maurice's Pov***

"Holy shit, I can't believe that happened!" I was currently sitting on Judd's bed, feeling all tingly from the moment before. "You practically saw her nipples- No. WE practically saw her nipples!!"

"Shut it!" Judd says through gritted teeth as he continues to lift his weight bar once again.

"Ugghhh, but Judd! You have a fine hottie under your own house!!! She's going to be here for a whole night! Don't you at least want to fantasize about her?" I asked as I wiggled a sexy magazine in front of him.

All he replied with was a 'tch' as he continued lifting weights.

I sighed as I continued on with the next person on my list...

"Man, you're no fun..." I say as I got ready to leave. "Welp, wiggle your di*k if you need me." Then I left.

And all he said was "tch."

"In my opinion... I found that quite offensive. I mean, he didn't even say goodbye!" I said with the 'what's-wrong-with-this-kid' face. "It's like he's immune to horniness... wait, no- that's stupid, ha. I should write that down-"

Time Skip!~

***Leah's Pov***

"Okay, so I know dinner didn't go exactly as planned, but at least it ended well in the end," I said, trying to keep quiet.

It was currently midnight. Judd and Y/n were supposedly sleeping. Meanwhile, me and the rest of my family were holding a secret mission.

"So, mom. Do you still have that spare key to Judd's room?"

"Oh, sweety." She pulls out the keys. "I never leave home without it." She smiles.

"Great!" I whispered. "Now, Dad- are you ready?"

"Absolutely, sweety."

"Great! Let's get this show started!" I cheered lightly.

Small time skip!

I know you may think this is a little far fetch, but when I say they're meant to be, they are!!!

Okay! They don't really know it, but they actually have lots of things in common. Like Y/n loves horror movies, so does he. She absolutely loves raccoons... I don't know why, but that's her... Anyways, you get the idea.

Right now, me and my dad are currently carrying Y/n's sleeping body while my mom slowly opens Judd's door...

It was kind of scary, to be honest. No one ever really goes in here, so we didn't really know what to expect. All we did was pray he was asleep, and thankfully he was.

I know this might be wrong since it can go wrong sooo quickly, but like... There's a chance where he might not stab y/n the moment he wakes up... Right? Haha... Ha...

Anyways, we placed her under his sheets quietly. Thankfully, she's a deep sleeper... Now, all there was to do was head to bed and wait till morning!

Time Skip!

***Y/n's Pov***

I was rudely awakened by a hand covering my mouth. At first, I tried screaming but then froze when I realized I wasn't in Leah's room anymore... Dear God, no...

That's right... I was in Judd's bed... Wearing nothing but panties and a tank top... I looked up at him, and he had his fingers to his lips.

"H-how did I get here..." I stared the door down for dear life. I was too scared to face him.

"Leah and the others. They placed you here when you were sleeping. I saw it all happened."

"Uh...Oh." I looked down, completely embarrassed.

Judd just stood there looking at me... It was an awkward silence. I wasn't sure what to do. I kind of just sat there, completely frozen... Until he spoke.

"You can sleep there for the night."

I looked at him in shock. His facial structure stayed the same as always.

"I'm not sure what they're trying to do, but clearly, they really want you around me..."

There again... A moment of silence. I looked towards the ground. I couldn't help but feel ashamed for what I was wearing...

"I won't stop them." He muttered as he lifted up his window. I couldn't really hear that first part but then he said- "You can sleep here for the night. It's not like I ever use my bed anyways." Then he left through the window.

I quickly got up in fear that he might have hurt himself, but he was gone. He wasn't on the ground... He was nowhere to be found. I sighed, closing his window. Then I returned to his bed and cuddled up close to his blankets.

I know it was a little wrong, but I couldn't help but enjoy this... The blankets smelled exactly like him! And they were really warm too! His bed was so comfy that I fell asleep again quite quickly.

Time skip!~ MORNING!

***Leah's Pov***

When I saw Y/n and Judd walk downstairs towards the kitchen- where everyone was... I couldn't help but make the comment- "So, how did y'all sleep last night?" I looked directly at them both, trying to hide my growing smirk and giggles.

Before Y/n could say anything- Judd spat- "Wouldn't you like to know?" He smirked... He SMIRKED!

Does that actually mean... NO WAY...! Did my baby bird finally popped her cherry?!

I mentally screamed with joy. As Y/n groggily walked over. Her hair was a mess... She clearly had an 'intense' night. I laughed in my head.

I nudged her with my elbow... Teasing her, she just rolled her eyes as she took another sip of her coffee.

Time Skip!~

"Wait, what? You didn't actually lose your V-card?" I was somewhat disappointed as I slipped on my bikini bottoms. We had about thirty minutes left till the party started.

"You make it sound like a bad thing?"

"Well... It's just- you were in his room practically naked..."

She blushes. Hitting me playfully as I giggled. "Leah!" She whined.

I giggled harder- "Don't worry, Y/n. I promised he'll take your virginity at some point today!"

"LEAH!"

I laughed harder.

Small Time Skip!~

Not even thirty minutes into the party, the house was already packed... which would have been fine if my stupid brother, Nick, hadn't invited all his stupid friends. I rolled my eyes for what felt like the fifth time that night...

What's worse is that Judd still hasn't shown... God, this sucks. If he doesn't show up, then my ultimate bestie hook-up plan won't work. I sighed, taking a long sip of the wine Judd got for the party.

Small Time Skip!~

10 more minutes passed by, and I was still leaning against the wall... just waiting for him. Meanwhile, Y/n was just sitting by the edge of the pool... GOD, this would be THE PERFECT time for Me to EXECUTE my PLAN!! I whined.

And then- FINALLY! He shows up... He wasn't even in a swimsuit- which was slightly disappointing. I was kind of hoping to see my girly have that cute, embarrassing, stutter moment most movies make when they make situations similar to this.

But that's not the point... I'm just glad he showed up; otherwise, I would have had to get my other brother, Nick, to go and get one of his raccoons... There's a fifty percent chance they don't know how to swim, and knowing Judd, he'd kill anyone if it meant they'd live.

I walked towards Judd, who was currently drinking the last of his Jack... "Hey, so-" He smashed the glass bottle on the fool, making me jump. "Seriously?"

"Where's my fifty bucks?" He said with one hand whipping his lips while the other was extended towards me.

I rolled my eyes. "You'll get your fifty soon, but first-" I shoved him perfectly behind Y/n. Who didn't even know he was here- let alone coming...

He stumbled a little bit. "What the hell- Oof?!"

"Eek!"

'SPLASH!'

I know- he's going to kill me... BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT! When they both came to the surface- he was holding her as she was coughing. Her wet bangs covered her eyes, so she didn't even know... AHHHAHAHAH! I couldn't help but fangirl over the scene.

***Y/n's Pov***

I didn't even know what happened... One moment, I was sitting on the edge of the pool. My legs were dangling in the water, and I was just chilling- then the next thing I knew, something- or in this case, someone pushed me...

"Tch."

That was all I heard when I came to the surface. Something was holding me up... which was great cause I didn't really know how to swim. However, the sound of that voice sounded a little too familiar... which honestly terrified me.

I took a moment before brushing away my bangs... Then there he was- Judd Birch... his shirt was sticking to his skin, outlining the curves of his muscles... Oh god-

I looked towards Leah, clearly annoyed and very embarrassed. Meanwhile, Judd carried me to shore.

He seemed a little more adjugated than usual... He placed me down and walked directly towards Leah, who was slowly backing up. Then she started running, shrieking while doing so as he chased her. "LEAHHH! YOU FUCK FACE, GET BACK HERE!" He yelled, causing a crowd to start forming.

Then suddenly Leah ran towards me- before I could even react, she grabbed my shoulders and used me as a shield- "Hey!"

"Sorry, girly- But unlike me, he won't kill you!" She had her eyes closed tightly as if I would actually work as a descent shield... Her head was turned away, too-

I rolled my eyes, but then two seconds later, I felt something. I froze... Judd Birch... was touching my-my-my bo-bo-boobs! My face turned completely red as I just stared at him. His eyes were slightly bigger, and his face was a little flushed, but then he quickly composed himself- pulling his hands away.

People obviously took advantage of that entire scene... they took videos and pictures. God, I'm going to hate myself once I see how many views it'll get...

Leah finally loosened her grip on me. She opened her eyes and looked at her brother. "Umm... did I miss something?"

He just 'tched' and left. He was clearly blushing... I guess he, too, was capable of feeling embarrassment.

***Marice's Pov***

"WHAT WAS THAT! You had the opportunity to squeeze them, but you just let them go!"

I yelled as we both walked away from that fiasco. "Y/n was in your grasp, man! WASN'T THAT WHAT YOU DREAMED OF- what you wanted!" I whined.

I couldn't help but feel upset. It's like he was ignoring me... he barely jerks off- and now, when he likes someone, he does nothing! LETERALLY NOTHING!

***Judd's Pov***

"Shut the h*ll up, Mori. That was an accident." I said to that 'thing' that constantly follows me.

"Yeah! And besides- didn't you see her face! She was mortified!" Tito said. "Her face alone PROVED that she didn't like you!"

Great- that stupid mosquito's here now. I slammed my bedroom door shut.

"Oww- Don't feel bad, Judd. I'm sure she understands. It was an accident, after all. And don't believe a word that filthy mosquito says-" The stupid love bug grabbed my shoulder. "I'm sure she loves you too."

I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks. My grip on the edge of my bed tightened as I stared at nothing... I hate this.

My heart was pounding, and my chest tightened... Maybe that stupid mosquito was right-

***Y/n's Pov***

Leah finally released my shoulders. I just sat there on my knees.

"Soo~ How did it feel!" She smiled.

"Wha-" I scrunched my eyebrows, turning to face her. I was clearly lost...

"His hand, Y/n! His hand touched your boob!" She smiled, shacking me when she said that last sentence.

"Wait- did you plan this!" I said, clearly upset. "Leah! How many times do I have to tell you!" My eyes started watering as I got up.

"I didn't want your hel- uh... I-huh..." I rubbed my eyes, trying to wipe away the tears. I couldn't even look at her. "I-ha... I just-" I kept hiccupping, which irritated me.

"Y/n..."

I took a deep breath. "I just wished you left it alone! I wished you stopped putting me- in these embarrassing moments!" I cried out. "I'm not like you, Leah! I don't see everything like it's a movie!" I said, and then I ran off.

"Y/n wait-!" She yelled, trying to get up, but she lost me in the crowd.

God, I seriously hope that group of kids won't post that video of me crying... I already embarrassed myself enough today.

I was currently curled up on the bathroom floor. My tears stopped, but I didn't feel like moving. I just sat there... I didn't even bother whipping away the tear stains on my cheeks. I just quivered there pathetically.

"Oh, Y/n- it's okay." Connie said as she rubbed my back, clearly trying to comfort me.

"Okay- OKAY! That was a DISASTER! The ENTIRE GRADE saw Y/n CRY!" Tito yelled as they buzzed all around my head. Connie tried swatting it away but failed. "What's worse was that people were videoing her! No- wait! What if Judd sees that video! He's going to think we're a CRYBABY!!!" Tito multiplied even more.

"Oh, who CARES!" Yelled the hate worm. "Right now, we should be focusing on the one person who caused this he*l for us!"

"Oh, please!" Connie rolled her eyes. "Leah was only trying to help!"

Meanwhile, I just sat there. I held onto my knees as I hid my face.

"Shush now! All of you.~" Said the big fat cat... She wrapped around my body and purred. "Oh, Y/n. I told you to give up early on- it's a shame you didn't listen..." She continued to purr...

I didn't bother moving at all. I didn't say anything or do anything as they all rambled on.

"Oh dear..." Connie muttered.

***Leah's Pov***

Oh god- oh god! This is my fault! I got up as Y/n was completely out of my sight now... "WHAT THE HE*L ARE YOU ALL STILL DOING HERE!" I screamed out my frustration. After that, people started scrambling.

I quickly ran in the direction Y/n went. I tried looking for her everywhere, but I couldn't find her... and then I heard some muffling. It was coming from the end of the hallway- through that bathroom door.

I walked up to it slowly. "Y/n? Are you in there?" I knocked gently.

-No response-

"Okay- you don't have to respond. But if that's you in there- I. Am. So. Sorry." I said in a breathy tone. "I didn't mean for this to happen- I just..." I took a breath.

"Look. You were right. I should have just dropped it. I don't know what came over me... I'm. So. Sorry."

I closed my eyes and rested my forehead on the door. "I'm sorry for being such a sh*ty friend... I just really wanted for you and my brother to end up together- and now that I'm saying it out loud, it sounds wrong."

I turned around and leaned my back against the door- slowly slipping down to the floor. "You don't have to forgive me right away... But I really. Really! Hope we can stay friends." My eyes started watering at that point. "I promise... I'll- I'll back off." I started struggling with my words as the tears started falling down my cheek.

Then suddenly, the door behind me opened, causing me to fall. I looked up to see Y/n. My heart aches to see her in that state. I got up on my fours and crawled my way towards her, cuddling her as she went back to her sitting position.

We sat like that for a while until someone interrupted us.

***Judd's Pov***

"Yo dipshits. Got out of the bathroom, I gotta take a piss-" I stopped talking the moment I realized it was my little sister and her best friend. They both looked like they were crying.

What a shi*ty day.

"The he*l's wrong?" I said with a softer tone- hey, don't look at me like that! I'm not a monster...

I kneeled down towards them. I pushed my sister's bangs out of her eyes. I looked towards her in hopes she would get the cue and start explaining. She just shook her head lightly, then closed her eyes again, tightening her grip on Y/n.

"Tch." I got up and left.

"What the he*l are you doing! Y/n clearly needs you right now!"

Great... That stupid love bug appeared... What better timing. I thought sarcastically. I tightened my fists as I 'walked' downstairs.

"Dame Judd, what's wrong with yo-" Before that mistake named 'Nick' could finish his sentence, I pushed his ugly face out of my way.

"Get out of my way, disabled fu*k."

He ended up stubbing down the stairs. I just laughed. I heard his whining through the first-floor bathroom walls- it made me feel a little better.

Then my stupid parents showed up.

"What- happened here?" My mom said.

"Ughhh." Nick couldn't even walk straight... He must have drank too much of that pink baby sh*t. Tch- reminds me of my first time when I got drunk... Oh- good times- good times.

I then walked upstairs towards my room. I figured thoughts two would be done sulking by now... But nope, they were still there. It... Kinda sucked.

I sighed. I walked towards them.

"Hey- get up," I demanded.

-no response-

I rolled my eyes, grabbing them both. My heart ached when I saw Y/n's face... "Look, you both can't stay in here forever..." A moment of silence passed as they both just stared at the ground.

"Tch. Come on."

Leah looked up at me. "Where are we going?"

"Someplace, where you shi*s would stop feeling so- shi*ty..."

***Leah's Pov***

I smiled a little... It was nice to know that my brother cared... But then I looked at Y/n... She didn't even react. I don't even think she heard what he said.

He just dragged us both to his car, but when we got to the front door, I stopped him.

He looked back at me as he still held Y/n's wrist.

I looked down. "I'm fine... If anything- you should take Y/n."

"Yeah, well-" He paused for a moment. "Isn't that kind of your job- yeah, now. As her best friend and sh*t?"

"Trust me... She'll feel better with you..." I rubbed my arm.

"Whatever." The he left with her.

***Mori's Pov***

"Alright, man! Maybe we can turn this day around by having a wicked night with Y/n, yeah!?" I said, trying to cheer my buddy up. "You could even pretend it's a date! Like you always wanted-"

"Tch."

I stopped. If you were his hormone monster for as long as I was... You'd understand what that meant.

Time skip!~

***Y/n's Pov***

I looked up to see that he stopped in front of an abandoned building... Not creepy at all...

"Get out of the car," Judd said.

I did as he said and got out. My head still hanging low.

"Ohh god- he's gonna leave you here..." Said Tito. "He's- he's- HE'S GONNA LEAVE YOU HEAR TO DIE!"

My eyes started watering at the thought.

"Hey." Judd pulled my chin up so I'd face him. "Quite crying." He said in a softer tone.

Then he grabbed me and started walking inside.

We went a little deeper into the building, climbing a few stairs and going under this hole... Then there it was.

It was an okay-sized room... There were pillows and blankets everywhere. There was a bowl of raccoon food on the side and a lot of pictures... They looked like they were hand-drawn. I smiled at the one with- what I think was a raccoon? Surprisingly enough, this room was quite colorful due to the hanging blankets- acting like a roof so the actual roof wouldn't drop nasty dirt at us. And the fairy light... I didn't think he was the type of guy to use fairy lights to light up a room... Candles, at least.

"Wha-" I whipped my eyes. "What is this place?" I asked.

Judd sat down on what I assumed was a mattress. He was touching the wall... It looked like it had a lot of stab marks on it. "It's where I go when I feel like sh*t." He said, then he got up to grab a bottle of Jack out of the mini-fridge. "Don't say anything to Leah or your friends. I don't need any of them knowing about this place." He said with a slightly more threatening voice.

I simply nodded as he sat back down on the mattress and he pushed his knees closer to his chest. He cocked his head to the side, indicating me to sit next to him- I did.

"Want some?" He offered in a calming tone. I just nodded. No thanks. I thought.

"Suit yourself." He said, swinging his drink around lightly then proceeding to take a sip. We sat there in silence like that for a few good minutes.

It wasn't even uncomfortable. Until he broke the silence.

"So." He said, swinging his drink around lightly once again. "Do you- like... Like me or something?"

My heart started pounding once again. I looked at him- he wasn't looking at me. He simply just took another sip...... More like- he drank it all in one gulp...

He whipped his mouth. "Well?" He asked, looking down at his now empty bottle of Jack.

"I- uh..." I stuttered. "I- um..." My face felt like it was on fire. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to say anything.

He sighed. Then he turned around to stare at the beaten wall... "I like you... You know."

My eyes widened at what he just said... Could I be hearing things or something!?!? I mean... I must be right!?!?

My heart was pounding way faster now. Then he turned around a little too quick. I scoot back a little.

He looked at me- "Say something, dipsh*t!"

Oh right... Well, here goes- well, everything.

"I-" I took a moment and to inhale some air. "I like you too!" I said as I shut my eyes as tightly as I could...

-no response-

For a moment, I started to think that he might have left, but then, suddenly, I felt something warm touching my cheek... His hands. It felt like his hands... He was pulling my face, and when I opened my eyes- his face was so close! His eyes were closed, and he kept pulling. I completely froze as he, Judd Birch, KISSED ME ON. THE. LIPPPPSS!

My mind was going haywire! As my love bug was flying everywhere, giggling and smiling, glowing as bright as the sun.

I didn't even realize that Judd pulled away- "What's wrong?" He muttered.

Sh*t. I didn't even realize I wasn't kissing him back- "N-nothing."

"Don't lie-" He said, but I interrupted him by kissing him.

"Don't overthink it." I smiled slightly at him. "I feel better now. Thank you." I spoke as I hugged him, resting my head on his shoulder. He placed a hand around me- hugging me back.

A/n

Oops- I didn't mean to make it this long- lol 😅 Not going to lie though; it was really fun writing this. I might actually make more fanfics for him too... 🤔😊 Anyway, sorry if some of the characters were out of character- overall, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

[inmyheaddd]

Omg would you do a Xander version of your Grayson childhood friends to lovers!? Your writing is so good!!!

xander hawthorne childhood friends to lovers

i literally love xander so much my absolute fav, thankyou sm for the requesttt this one is super dialogue heavy sorry about that 😭 will post a pt 2 of the after math, when ur actually together!!

wc: 3.6k

you two both went to the same school, you weren’t ever in the same class apart from 4th grade.

one time he was flying a paper airplane that exploded glitter (a very xander-like invention) around the class. 

you were both following it with your eyes, and it ended up hitting you and landing at your feet. your arms, your school uniform, your legs, and your shoes were covered in glitter.

his head shot up, and he made eye contact with you, you both immediately started laughing. 

“i’m really sorry,” he says in between laughs. 

“it’s fine” you say with a small smile. “it’s no big deal.” 

“well, i think you look very nice all glittery ” he says, sounding as honest as a 9 year old could get. 

“thanks i think..” you say, unsure of what his words even meant. you ended up laughing anyway.

you never really talked much after that, but one year there was a robotics club in the 8th grade. you and xander were the only ones who attended.

naturally, with xanders outgoing personality, you two quickly broke the ice and were having great conversation.

“you know, i was trying to figure out how you looked so familiar, and i realised…” xander pauses for dramatic effect “you were the glitter girl of 4th grade!"

“the glitter girl?” you counter, with an eyebrow raised.

“yes!” he beamed, standing up from his seat next to you on the desk and demonstrating. 

“little 9 year old me  was standing here, flying my paper-glitter-gadget, and you were standing right about” he says, taking a few steps forward. “here!” 

you watch in silence with a smile threatening to tug at your lips, “coming back to you yet?” he says, looking at you with a classic xander smile—a contagious, expressive, all-consuming smile that makes anyone witnessing it feel like he practically invented the action. 

“no..” you say as you rest your hand on your head “but keep going."  you gesture your hands in a forward motion.

“alright, my fantastic-glitter-bomb-paper-gadget was flying up in the air, like this,” he says as he moves his hand in the air doing unnecessary but very xander-like spins and sound effects. 

“wasn’t it called your flying glitter-paper-gadget?”  “paper-glitter” he corrected as he stands up straight with one arm to his side and one pointing at you. “and yes, but i came up with a better name for it.”

“i don’t know if that’s better,” you mutter under your breath with a small laugh, looking down at your lap.

“what did you say?” he questions you playfully. 

“nothing” you respond far too quickly for your liking.

“no no, what was that? don’t shy away now” he repeats as he takes a step forward towards you and crouches down next to you.

“nothing!” you emphasize your answer, shaking your head at him with a small smile. 

“you said something, go on,” he says with a smile as he tilts his head “i’m all ears, and eyes, and hands- i have all my 5 senses in tact. but that’s not the point, please, continue.” he rambles on. 

you giggle; his way of speaking is unlike anyone you’ve known before, but you love it. you feel as if his brain is on a different wave length that everyone else needs to catch up on. 

“i said that i don’t know if your new name is better, that’s all." you say, looking down at him slightly due to his crouched position. 

“hm, paper-glitter-gadget it is then,” he says as he stands up and continues his demonstration. 

“wait…” you say to yourself as he’s about to continue, “i think i do remember you!” you voice gradually gets louder.

“oh?” he asks as he turns around and pauses his demonstration, putting his hands down and walking towards you.

“youre the guy who exploded purple glitter all over me!” you exclaim with a finger pointing at him while you laugh. 

“i was just getting to that part, actually, but yes!” he replies with a finger pointed at you and a small chuckle.

“i had glitter on me for months! im pretty sure i have glitter embedded in my dna now.” 

“yeah well, what can i say, it’s like if i were elsa but a boy, and instead of ice powers.. i had glitter powers,” he says looking at you with a crooked smile.

“that’s not… you could’ve just said you had glitter powers” you say with a light chuckle

“where’s the fun in that?” 

the rest of the afternoon went great, with xander’s witty and charming personality, and his unwavering ability to make you laugh. 

every time you finished talking to him, you felt the immediate need to go back, just one more word, one more exchange. he had that effect on you. 

he loved talking to someone who wasn’t the stereotypical rich, superficial, hobbiless person in heights country day. not to mention he found you extremely funny, and the way you responded to his banter made him want to speak to you for as long as he possibly could, which with his ability to talk, is forever.

you two would have sleepovers all the time

xander talks through movies all the time. 

“i predict that that girl is actually the murderer; she’s much too quiet for my liking” 

“xander, i love you, but please stop talking,” you say through a laugh as you turn your head toward him,

“shutting up now." surprisingly, he does actually shut up—not because you told him to, but because you said, “i love you.”

he sits through the rest of the movie in silence, contemplating your words and running them over in his mind.

friendly? non friendly? spur of the moment? what even was that?

you on the other hand, were silently freaking out because you couldn’t believe you just said that. 

“xander is smart enough to think it’s friendly, right?” you thought to yourself 

at the end of the movie, when the murderer was revealed, you tap him and point to the tv “look, you were right, she was the murderer after all,” you say quietly,

xander is not one to be caught off guard, but right now he was.

 “what?” he murmurs as he looks at you, then at the tv, and back to you once he’s processed your words “oh,” he chuckles slightly “well, im just always right like that aren’t i?” 

you laugh in response and shake your head, leaning back into your seat. “you’re crazy” you say, and he’s there sitting, silently hoping that “i love you” wasn’t so friendly. 

the first day back in 11th grade, you, thea, rebecca, and xander all sat at a table together

thea said something along the lines of a compliment, and you smiled at her and said thanked her, returning a compliment back to her.

xander had an unreadable expression on his face, and thea turned his attention to him.

“relax, i’m not stealing your girlfriend.”

“um, we aren’t..” “we aren’t together” you both say at the same time 

thea snorts, but somehow it sounds like the most elegant thing coming from her.

“are you sure? i mean, by the way you look at each other,  i would’ve thought you two were married with kids,” she says as he rests her hand on her chin and moves forward.

by this point, you’re sure your face is as red as your school tie right now, you look over to xander who’s simply smiling uncomfortable and says “thankyou thea, for your input, and your ability to make any situation ever awkward.” 

“of course,” she says with a sweet smile, and she leans back and looks over at rebecca, who looks like she’s trying to hold in a laugh but still gives warning eyes to thea. 

xander looks over at you, notices your flushed face, and mentally makes note of it.

ever since then, he’s always been “flirty” with you, and it drives you to the brink of insanity. 

he does it partly because he finds it amusing and partly because he’s genuinely speaking his mind when he compliments you.

one time, you were late to school because you overestimated your time to get ready after you washed your hair. 

you didn’t have time to straighten it or curl it how you usually would, so you decided to leave it as it was and call it a day. 

your first period that day was a free one that you’d spend with xander.

you arrived at your designated spot, and he was already there, seemingly waiting for you with untouched scones on the table.

“hey, sorry i’m late” you say as you sit down next to him in the booth.

“it’s fine, i was just sitting here, looking at the scones, thinking how lucky i am to exist in a universe where these exist. can you imagine if-” he says as he tears his attention away from the scones and looks at you. 

his eyebrows shoot up in amusement, and you pause the unpacking of your bag to look at him “what?” 

“nothing” he replies, shaking his head with a smile. 

“actually,” he suddenly starts speaking in a lower register and leans forward. “did you do something different to your hair?” he begins to twist some around his finger.

“um,” you say slightly nervously due to his closeness to you. you have been friends for years and he still had this effect on you. 

“i didn’t have time to style it today, i just left it natural” you continue.

“hm, it looks good, i like it” he says before leaning back and retreating his hand. “you should do it like that more often” he suggests pointing a finger at your hair.

a beat of silence passes before he continues

“anyway!” he says back in his louder, usual xander voice. “i was sitting here, and i thought- can you imagine if scones didn’t exist? it’s like, imagining if oxygen didn’t exist. i don’t think i’d even be alive honestly, i don’t want to think about what the world would be without them” 

midway through his rambling, he looks over at you and notices you avoiding eye contact, your facial expressions and your reddened cheeks, telling him everything he needs to know. (your eyes were saying “what the fuck just happened?”)

he’s always trying to get you as flustered as possible, not in a mean fuckboy way but because he genuinely likes you and thinks you’re adorable 

one time you two were shopping for snacks as your movie night was that day, and an old lady came up to you guys and said you two looked so adorable, and that you two reminded her of her and her husband back in the day.

you wanted to cry on the spot, give her the biggest hug ever, and also disappear because you and xander were not together. yet

xander just played into it, wrapping his arms around your shoulder, and you instinctively leaned your head on his shoulder. “that’s the sweetest thing i’ve heard today, thank you,” he says in a real, genuine voice. no hint of playfulness.

as you looked at him and he looked down at you with the faintest of smiles, the world suddenly went silent and you came to a realization. you realized, you were totally head over heels for him. you jumped in head first, you were so far gone to the point of no return.

“yeah, we are lucky to have each other” you almost whisper, still looking at xander, then tearing your eyes away from him and looking back at the lady. 

she snorts, “consider him to be the lucky one, young lady. although i won’t lie, he is quite handsome.”

you all start laughing, and the lady walks away, sending you her farewells. 

“that lady was so sweet,” you say as you’re both standing at the self-checkout stands.

“i think the one thing we can take away from that conversation is that im ‘quite handsome’” he replies as he pays for your snacks and carries the bags, looking at you with a wide grin on his face. 

“okay xander” you say as you roll your eyes playfully. 

“so you don’t disagree?” you two are walking out of the store now, he looks down at you and raises an eyebrow. 

 “i think you’re forgetting she said you’re the lucky one,” you counter sarcastically as he opens the car door for you and you get in. 

he shakes his head while smiling and looks at you, leaning his arms on the top of the car. 

“i actually wish i could forget something,” he tilts his head and looks away from you as if he’s made a new discovery. “too many things are happening in my mind. i never get a minute of silence up there!” he closes your door, and gets in the drivers seat. 

around halfway through the drive back to your house, it started to rain. 

“shit, it’s raining.”

“language” he warns, drawing out the end of the word, he squints his eyes and looks closer out the window and to his surprise, it is raining 

“oh shit, it is raining!” he says through a surprised chuckle as he turns to look at you briefly, and then back to the road. 

“hey, what about your language?” 

he continues to rant on about the rain, and you look at him with a smile laughing here and there - but your mind is elsewhere. you are deathly afraid of thunderstorms, and you're afraid your night with xander is going to be ruined.

by now, the rain has rapidly increased in severity, and there's no doubt that there’s going to be thunder and lightning soon enough.

“this is gonna be so fun, we can do all sorts of things! i vote we should watch the scariest movies to ever walk this earth- actually, they don’t walk, they just exist. i vote we should watch the scariest movies to exist!” he says, smiling as he turns his head to look at you, one hand on the wheel and one resting on his own lap. his smile suddenly drops as he notices your unusual silence

“you’re awfully quiet; what’s wrong?”

you look out the window and then down at your lap, fiddling with your hands 

“i don’t know, i just don’t really like the rain, heavy rain. it scares me. it’s stupid, just forget  it." you wave a hand through the air and look back out the window 

he reaches his hand over to yours and settles on your thigh, then switches his focus back and forthfrom you and the road, ultimately settling on you when he stops at a red light. “it’s not stupid. we can watch that one movie you love to make you forget about the rain? yeah? 10 things i like about you?” he says giving you an encouraging smile.

you try to bite back your own smile “okay… fine” you say looking at him, “and it’s 10 things i hate about you.” you say, raising your eyebrows

“you have things you hate about me? let alone 10 of them? i’m offended” he says, putting a hand to his chest in fake agony. 

“eh, you’ll survive” 

“honestly, i’m not so sure i will,” he says as he puts his hand back on the wheel when the light turns green, his other hand still staying next to yours on your thigh. 

when you finally reach your house, you are both running out of the car in the rain to your front door. 

when you finally reach it, you’re both panting and out of breath. 

“oh my god,” you mutter under your breath. 

“somebody open the door” you groan while repeatedly ringing the doorbell and knocking, but it seems to be overpowered by the rain. 

xander chuckles at your frustrated antics  “don’t you have a key?”

“oh, right,” you say defeatedly as your arms fall back to your sides, and then you dig in your pockets to find them. 

your hands fiddle with them as they are wet, and you can’t seem to hold it properly. 

you look up at xander, your face asking him for help. “help please?” you ask as you raise your hand with the keys towards his

“anything for you,” he says half jokingly (100% true) as he takes the keys from your hands and unlocks the door.

you’re about to walk in but you notice xanders intense gaze and the fact that he’s simply standing there, unmoving.

you turn to look at him, and hes unsurprisingly already looking at you.

he takes a step forward and moves some of your wet hair out of your face. 

“xander, what are you doing? we should get inside.”

he saw no point in beating around the bush. “i love you.” 

“what?” you barely whisper, your face showing your shock. 

“i love you, and im tired of pretending that i can just be friends with you. i can’t. it’s killing me every day,” he takes a deep breath in “from the day in 4th grade, to the robotics club, to hanging out with you everyday, i love you. everything about you, the way you feel for everyone, the way you smile, the way you say my name, the way you- the way you are. just you.” a small smile starts to spread across your face, unable to hide your emotions. “and every day im with you, i fall inlove with something new about you. like today, it’s the fact that you don’t like the rain, i don’t know why i love it, well i do- because it’s you. and that’s what runs through my mind 24/7. you” he finishes his long winded confession out of breath, sounding as genuine as ever. 

you stay staring at him for a few moments with pure love and adoration in your eyes.

“now’s usually the part where you speak,” xander says as he gestures his hand for you to speak, still breathless. and for the first time in your 4ish years of being friends with him, you notice a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

“i-“ you were genuinely too stunned to speak “fuck it” you mutter, as you lean in to kiss him.

your arms wrap around his neck, his around your waist, and you’re on your tiptoes. he notices and cranes his neck towards you, crouching down so you can stand normally. 

his hands move towards your face and neck, and you shiver and pull away. 

“what?” he asks looking like a deer in headlights 

“you’re hands are freezing” you say through a giggle,

“oh,” he says, and he starts to laugh. “we should probably get inside,” he continues.

“we probably should.”

“yeah, any second now”

“yep” you look into his eyes and notice a new sparkle in them.

neither of you move, just staring into each other's eyes until you hear a loud bang, your head whips in its direction, and you see lightning. 

“okay, that’s our sign to actually get inside” you dryly chuckle as you grab xander’s hand and he follows you inside.

you spent the rest of your movie night cuddled up together, watching cheesy rom-coms on your couch.

 you end up falling asleep halfway through the second movie. 

he’s rambling on, and he suddenly cuts himself off, noticing your silence, and looks down at you.

when he notices you’re sleeping, he smiles to himself, switches off the tv, and carries you in bridal style to your bed. 

halfway through the walk to your bed your eyes start to flutter open and you look up at him with furrowed eyebrows as you take in your surroundings. “xan? what happened to the movie?” 

“you fell asleep,” he states matter-of-factly “it’s okay; we can continue another time” he says softly, not wanting to disturb your peace. 

he places you on your bed and pulls the cover over you. he kisses your forehead and then stands to look at you for a moment, then begins to walk away.

you open your eyes slightly and prop yourself up on your elbows, then you see his retreating figure “where are you going?” 

“oh, well you’re going to sleep, i figured you’d want your peace” he responds.

doesn’t he realize he’s your peace?

you shake your head “no, i want you." his eyebrows shoot up in amusement, and you mentally curse yourself for what you just said 

“i mean, can you stay with me?” 

you had the best sleep of your life that night cuddled with him. he held you like if he held you any looser you'd dissapear out of his arms.

and he stayed true to his word; you did finish the movie the next day.

a few days later, you were thinking about the confession he made, and you realized you never said anything back.

you decided to write a letter explaining your feelings - and all that you feel for him.

the letter ended up being two pages long.

you came to his house, gave it to him, and watched him read it with hopeful eyes.

he wanted to cry, laugh, and kiss you all at the same time.

he ultimately ended up settling on the last one. 

you’re now laying on his bed, a vinyl playing frank oceans “blonde” in the background which you’ve both decided on as your album.

“does this mean we’re officially together now?” you ask, raising your head from his chest to look at him in the eye.

“we’ve been officially together since that day in 4th grade, you just didn’t know it yet”he says looking down at you with a sarcastic smile, which you laugh at and hit his chest playfully. “i love you” you say,

 “i love you too.” 

that letter you gave him is one of his prized possessions- his most prized possesion.

it’s pinned to his wall next to trophies and famous physicians and inventors he loves, and a picture of scones, which is a major sign that he’s a goner for you. 

jameson teased him about it the first time he saw it.

jameson also had a black eye the next day! 

everyone you know is so happy that you two are officially together, but not happier than you two. 

thankyou so much for this requesttt, this was a super long one 😭😭 we all need a xander in our lives

[barbwritesstuff]

So I share a flat with two of my best friends I know since 8th grade.

With one of them I have a lecture together since we have the same major.

In when we graduated high school she won best laugh, in our graduation book.

Her laugh is like really really funny, she literally sound like a seagull (in a good way, love her).

During one of our lectures together in a room with like 80-90 other people I was bored and decided to check out Thicker Than again.

I wanted to get motivation for my own IF and reading interactive fiction from others always helps me with that.

When I started reading she was looking at my Ipad here and there reading too.

We whispered a bit and then I ended up right before Tracy’s intimate scene.

My friend guessed that and we chuckled a bit. She is new to IFs and has read one or two.

Then I clicked to skip Tracy’s intimate scene because we were in a room full of people and well we expected it to be over completely.

Then we both looked up to the lecturer for a second and then down again and read the first sentence after we skipped the intimate scene, expecting it to be like completely over.

„You came.“ Just those words if I remember correctly, separated from the rest on the top of the page.

We really had to hold ourselves back from laughing too loud.

We sat there like 5 minutes laughing, holing ourselves back, because we were obviously still in a lecture.

We couldn’t look at each other, I was crying and hiding my face, my stomach hurt.

My friends laugh also made it only worse.

Never in my life have I laughed this hard during a lecture or in class.

So yeah, thank you for that it really made our day.

My friend wasn’t feeling well but that made both of us laugh.

She also asked me if Thicker Than is free and I said yes but that it’s a wip, so maybe she will play it in the future. :)

Oh my gosh. I just checked it and that label is 100% in the wrong spot. I'm so sorry. It should've skipped the sex scene entirely, not include the orgasm.

Thanks so much for letting me know. Again, I'm sorry, but I'm really glad you both had such fun. Your friend sounds amazing. I'll fix that up for the next update.

[multifandomworldsposts]

The Night We Met

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

warning: swearing.

A/N: based on season 1 of Outer Banks but differently. Do you guys want this as a part 2 please let me know in the comments!!

Y/N's POV

My parents and I are going to Outer Banks for our vacation. We get to the hotel that we're staying at and it looks like there has been a hurricane went down last night. My mom and I go to the front desk to check in and asked questions about the hurricane. We get to our room and got settled in. We take naps because it's 1 PM and my parents were driving since 9 AM.

6:30 PM

My parents and I went out on the beach near us and I brought my camera so I can take pictures of whatever we see that was interesting. We see a party but my parents and I ignore it. I take pictures of the reminisce of the hurricane and the beach that we were at.

I see this cute boy that's with his friends, my parents notice me looking at them, and my dad nudges me to keep walking away. 'North Carolina boys are cute,' I thought. I keep taking pictures of my parents walking on the beach.

"Hey Y/N! We're going to walk around some more. When do you want to eat?" My mom gets my attention.

"Whenever you guys want to! Can I take more pictures?" I answer back.

"Yes, you can!" My dad yells back.

"Thank you!" I answer back again.

I take more pictures. The boy I noticed at the party is coming towards me. I look at him.

"Hi, I'm JJ." He gets his right hand out for me to shake it.

"I'm Y/N." I shake his hand.

"I noticed you looking at me."

"How?"

"My friends told me and thought that you look beautiful."

I blush, I think he can see my cheeks turning red.

"You wanna come to meet my friends?" He points to his friends.

"Sure," I said.

I follow JJ and we talk a little until we go to a fire and his friends drink they look at me but they look confused.

"Guys, this is Y/N, Y/N, this is John B, Pope, and Kiara." JJ introduces me to his friends.

"Hi," I said.

"You like taking photos?" John B says.

"Yeah but my parents and I are on vacation so I'm taking pictures for our vacation photo album." I look at my camera and then at JJ's friends.

"Really? Is this your first day here?" John B questions me.

"It is," I answer.

"You wanna take pictures of us, you know, your new friends?" John B asks me again.

"Uh, sure." I look back to see if my parents are looking for me. They're looking for shells, I think.

JJ guides me to a seat next to him.

We talked about a lot of things like what we have in common.

"Were called the Pogues." JJ looks at me and says.

"What's that?" I question.

"That's what we're called and there's another name we call the rich side of Outerbanks," Pope said.

"What are they called?"

"Kooks." John B says.

"Oh like The Outsiders," I said.

"What's The Outsiders?" JJ questions.

"Really JJ? We read that book in 8th grade!" Kiara says to him.

I giggle.

"Does it look like I remember 8th grade, I still don't remember what I ate this morning." JJ jokingly says.

I look down and quietly giggle again.

"This what we do to each other," Pope tells me.

"You guys remind me of my friends back home."

"Well we’re your friends but in a different state.” Pope says.

“I’d like that.”

“Take pictures of us, it’ll last longer.” JJ said.

I take pictures of them. They made funny faces, I got a group picture of them and a picture of me with them. I felt like I’ve been friends with them for years even though, I just met them today. JJ wanted me to take more pictures of him so I did. I think I’m in love with him.

I get JJ’s, Kiara’s, John B’s, and Pope’s number and I finally go back to my parents so we can go get some dinner. When we came back to our hotel I downloaded the pictures I took on my computer and looked at the pictures. Every picture looked so good. I get to the pictures I took of my new friends, the four of them looked like they were having a good time. I look at JJ’s pictures, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, he looked so cute I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

The next day, my parents and I went around OBX and went to the attractions if they were open and they were. We learned about the history about the place and it was really cool. When my parents and I were going somewhere else I see my new friends on a boat joking around, I wave so get they’re attention and I got they’re attention. JJ looks at me, waves and smiles at me, I’ve never seen smile like that in long time.

“He’s really cute.” My mom leans back to me in her seat.

“Yeah.” I said nervously but I think she saw me blushing.

I’m in love with JJ. I know I just met him but he seems funny and sweet and the same time.

My parents and I go to the beach to swim and again I take my camera to take some pictures or get a family picture. When I get into the water, which the water felt so good and warm, my parents are talking to JJ, Kiara, John B, and Pope. I notice them talking so I got out of the water and went to where my parents were at.

“Hi Y/N/N!” Kiara smiles.

“Hi Kiara.” I smile back.

“Y/N, your new friends are so nice.” My dad said.

“I mean, I know.” I acted shy but it’s true.

“Can one of you guys take a picture of us in front of the beach?” My mom asks.

“I would.” Pope says taking my camera.

My parents and I faces the behind the beach and Pope gets the camera ready for our picture.

“Ready? 1.. 2.. 3.. Smile.” Pope says.

We all smile. I notice JJ looking at me but happy. I think he has a crush on me.

JJ invites me to a beach party and my parents were worried about what well happen to me but they put Find My iPhone on so they can track me and told to me to call them when I’m done being at the party.

JJ and I get to the party and there’s alcohol. Everywhere. I ask for water but I didn’t trust anyone so I didn’t drink at all. JJ and John B introduced me to some of their other friends and they were nice.

JJ and I went to a private area with palm trees and we talked a little bit more about ourselves.

"I like your hat there JJ." I bop his hat.

"Thanks, Y/N/N." He smiles.

I giggle.

"I never noticed it but you have the cutest laugh you know that?"

"You're the first person to say that." I smile.

"I'm glad that I'm the first one to notice."

We both chuckle.

"What happened to your face there?" I notice a cut on his face.

"Oh this, this is, my dad." He said nervously.

He looks hurt just by saying that. I give him a peck on the cuts on his face.

"That made me feel better actually." He smiles.

"I'm glad."

We look at each other, JJ leans into me and kisses me. I kiss back. We look at each other again we looked like two shy kids getting our first kiss.

"Y/N, I, I, I'm in love with you," JJ says nervously.

"I'm in love with you too." I smile.

We do nose-to-nose. It felt like we were the only people on Earth.

I hear something behind me and it's this group of boys with girls, I guess their girlfriends, shouting and cursing up a storm.

"Who are they?" I ask JJ while looking at the group.

"They are called the Kooks."

"Who are the Kooks?" I look back at JJ.

"They're basically the rich kids from the Outerbanks."

It's like The Outsiders but in the 21st Century.

"You know Kiara used to be a Kook."

"Really? Never thought that she was."

"She became our friend 2 years ago. John B, Pope, and I think that she got pissed at one of the Kooks, Sarah Cameron, which is that girl with the guy who looks like a douchebag."

I look at who he's talking about and I can see who's he talking about.

"We think Sarah pissed Kiara off so she became a Pogue."

"They look rich to me."

JJ giggles.

JJ looks at the group and some are coming our way.

"Y/N, do you want to go home, I think your parents are getting worried," JJ says to me frantically.

I look at the group, "Yeah let's go JJ."

JJ grabs me and we try to run until we hear someone scream 'JJ.' We look back it's a guy wearing a Hawaiian shirt.

"How's it goin' JJ?"

"It's all good Kelce we were about to leave actually, so goodbye," JJ says seriously but in a joking way.

"Who's this JJ? Oh, come on what's your name, Princess?" A guy says. Who looks creepy to me.

I try and make up a name and thought of it, "My name is Grace." I said.

JJ looks at me and went along with it.

"Yes, this is Grace, and Grace this is Topper, Kelce, Sarah, Rafe, and Wheezie," JJ says to me.

"I like your name," Wheezie says.

"Thank you." I smile at her.

"Why we haven't seen you here before?" Sarah says.

"Well, I-"

JJ interrupts me.

"She is actually from Dare County," JJ says.

"Really? So you're going to Manteo High School?" Topper says.

"Yes I am actually, I like the school," I answer.

I hope they bought it.

"I hope we beat your football team because they kinda suck," Kelce says.

These guys are assholes. I thought.

"Listen we gotta go but nice to meet you, Grace," Sarah says.

The Kooks leave to go to the party and JJ turns to me and I look at him.

"Y/N, I can't believe that you did that."

"I had to, I do not want them to know my actual name."

"Good call."

"And I'm glad that you went along with it." I smile.

"Imagine it went bad."

We both chuckle.

Eventually, JJ took me back to my hotel where my parents and I were staying and I told my parents everything that happened, except JJ and I kissing. I told them I didn't drink at all and I drank some water from our small refrigerator. My parents were proud of me and said they kept trank on me with the Find My iPhone app to make sure I was safe or not.

THE NEXT DAY

My parents and I are watching the news and it said on the weather there's going to be a huge storm where we were supposed to leave Outer Banks. So obviously we're staying and I can be with JJ and his friends more. But mostly be safe with my parents.

A FEW DAYS LATER

JJ texts me to come to John B's house.

"Hey Mom, Dad, can I go to John B's house, JJ says it's important."

My parents thought about it and said yes to me so my mom drove me to John B's house.

"Y/N, I'm going to stay here when you leave here okay?" My mom looks at me.

"Okay, um, Mom, can I tell you something." I look at her.

"Sure."

"JJ and I kissed."

"Why didn't you tell Dad and me?"

"I was afraid of that you guys might get mad.”

“You met the guy like 5 days ago.”

“I know but we got to know each other a lot better.”

“I’m glad honey. Well I’ll be here when you’re done being at John B’s house okay.”

I nod.

My mom and I kiss and I get out of our car and saw JJ and ran to him to hug him. JJ looks at my mom and waves at her. I look back to see her waving back. JJ takes me inside to see Sarah. Why’s she here? I thought she was with that Topper guy?

“Hi Grace.” Sarah says.

“Her name isn’t Grace, it’s Y/N.” Kiara says.

JJ and I look at each other. I get nervous and JJ can see my nervousness.

“What’s going on?” Pope says.

“My name is actually Y/N. I faked my name including where I live because those guys I met with you, I don’t trust people like that.”

“John B, did you know this?” Sarah tells John B.

“JJ told me.”

“But not the rest of us?” Kiara says.

“Can we not talk about this for a second and can we talk about why Sarah is here?” I say to everyone.

“I’m dating John B.” Sarah confessed.

“When did this start?” I question.

“Yeah, tell her Sarah.” Kiara says in a rude way.

“John B and I started dating since two days ago and Kiara here is pissed!”

“The reason why I’m pissed it’s because I fucking hate you!”

I can’t believe this is what I’m hearing. I mean JJ told me why Kie left to be a Kook but I never expected this to happen.

“I gotta say, I’m just a tad uncomfortable with all of this.” Pope says.

“Thank you.” Kiara says.

“I- I agree with Pope.” I said.

“Again thank you Y/N.”

I hold on to JJ’s arm and rest my head on his shoulder and continue to hear this bickering from everyone.

“When are you not uncomfortable?” John B questions Pope.

“I dunno, I rode here on the back of JJ’s bike pretty comfortably.”

“It’s true. Most relaxed I’ve ever seen him.” JJ looks at John B.

“That’s cute guys.” John B says.

“You know we were all extremely comfortable until you brought her.” Kie says in a snarky way.

“Stop talking about me like i’m not here!” Sarah yells.

“Then leave!”

Everyone stops and listen to Kiara and Sarah yell at each other’s throats.

“Listen I need to go because my mom is waiting for me in our rental car so I have to leave and Sarah it’s very nice to meet you and I hope everyone have a good day.” I said.

TWO DAYS LATER

John B has been convicted for murder. Sarah texted me saying it wasn’t him, it was her brother Rafe. Outer Banks is a crazy place to be at.

Kiara texts me that John B is on a hit and run because the cops are looking for him. Even though Rafe did it.

The huge storm is coming and John B and Sarah are missing. All of us get nervous.

We get to small station where the cops are at and Deputy Shoupe tells us that they couldn’t find John B and Sarah. We don’t believe it.

“We, uh, lost them. Sorry.” Shoupe says.

“Lost them?” Pope says.

I start to quiver. This is not true.

“So they’re dead?” Kiara says.

“We don’t know.”

“You drove them into the storm man! Are you kidding me!” JJ yells at the cops and starts to fight with them.

“JJ stop!” Kie says.

“Stop it Jay!” I said.

Kiara and I start to cry. This can’t be happening!

We see our parents, except JJ’s dad comes into the station. My parents came in and I run to them. I sob into their arms. My dad sees JJ and my parents and I hug JJ.

“He didn’t make it mom.” Kie cries to her mom.

We hear something from the radio station.

“Ward Cameron, do you hear me?”

It’s John B!

“You killed my father, and you framed me for a murder I didn’t commit. You took everything from me! You took everything from me! But I’m still here. And I swear to God, Ward, I will come back one day and take what’s mine. So, you listen to me, all right? I’m comin’ for you. I’m coming for you.”

We all look at Ward who looks guilty, but I’m sure that he’s going to lie but everyone will believe him, but not the pogues.

THE NEXT DAY

My parents and I leaving Outer Banks. I haven’t told my friends bye yet. I see in the passenger rear view mirror it’s JJ, Kie, and Pope running to our car.

“Dad can I talk to them in a minute?” I said.

“Fine. In a minute.” My dad stops the car.

I get out of the car and hug JJ.

“I’m going to miss you.” JJ says to me.

“I’m going to miss you too.” I start to cry.

I look at JJ and he wipe the tears off my face.

“I wanna give something to you.” JJ gets something out of his pocket, it’s his shark tooth necklace.

“But it’s-“ I say.

“I know, but I want you to have it to remind you that I’m here with you.”

“Thank you Jay.”

I put my hair up so JJ can put his necklace on me. I hug him and kisses him.

“Y/N/N. I’m going to miss you.” Kiara approaches me and cries to me.

“Kie.” I hug her and cry again.

Kiara gives me a bracelet of hers and told me what JJ said but in different way.

Pope and I hug and he gives me one of his bracelets as well.

We all do a group hug. I hear a knock and it’s my mom motioning me to get back in the car but I told them 1 more minute. I said it’s okay.

“Y/N. I want you to have this as well. I know you love it when I’m wearing it but I think it looks good on you.” JJ hands me his most favorite hat.

I hug him again. I’m going to miss these guys so much it hurts.

“When you ever see John B and Sarah, please tell them I miss them.”

“We will Y/N.” Pope says.

“I love you JJ.” I said to him.

“I love you more.” He said to me.

We all hug again, I got in the car to leave and I look in the back window of the car and wave at them. They wave at me back. I turn back and went on my phone and see a text message from JJ.

I love you.

I text him back and I look at the picture I took of him when we first met. I’m going to miss him. I hope we see each other again. We will see each other again. And I know it.

[kaicubus]

Dating Cameron James

Warnings : none.

fem!reader x Cameron James from 10 things I hate about you

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- When Cameron first saw you as the new boy at Padua, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you.  He was absolutely enchanted by you, and his friend Micheal was scared for his buddy’s life.  See, thing is, Y/n Donner is the sister of Joey Donner, and shes been robbed of a high school romance ever since she exited 8th grade and even then shes never been in a romantic relationship before because of her protective older brother.  Cameron couldn't help but block Micheal’s frantic explanation of this as he stared at you passing by. 

- Cameron’s idea of talking to you was to have Micheal talk to Joey to maybe allow you to talk to boys let alone date them.  But as he reported back, it didn't go well.

“I have a dick on my face, don’t I?” “Huh, what? Sorry, does Y/n always wear those earrings? Gold // Silver really suits her.”

- He often bumps into things while staring at you and utterly embarrasses himself.  For example : He accidentally breaks your science project without knowing its yours while walking in because you're wearing a new top.

“Sorry, this...stupid project got in my way.” He laughs and scratches the back of his head.

“That’s mine.” You reply blankly.

“DID I SAY STUPID?? I MEANT SPECTACULAR! STRIKING! PICTURESQUE EVEN!”

- You like learning languages? He’ll learn the current one you're most interested in and try and teach you too.  You like the guitar?  He’ll learn your favorite song and play it when you're around just to impress you.  You like reading?  He’ll check out any book you’re interested in and everything by the same author.

- It’s a dated term, but Cameron is a total simp for you and everything you do.

- Once, he brought you flowers and was really shy about the whole thing, scratching his neck with a dopey grin as he looked at you through his lashes.  You were about to thank him but then Joey came up behind him and beheaded all of them in front of you both.  He didn’t bring you flowers for a long time after that, at least around Joey.

♡ Despite what Joey warns you about, Cameron is the sweetest boyfriend ever.  Granted, he’s your first, but he’s still the SWEETEST.  He’s like a little puppy dog who wants to know everything about you.  He’s so eager to go places with you and see life through your big, beautiful eyes.  He’s just so enamored by you.

♡ He absolutely adores holding your hand and rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles to just feel how real you are and how lucky he is to have you as his girlfriend.

♡ Even when you two are official, he is still madly in love with you and practically worships the ground you walk on.  It’s almost like you guys never got past the honey moon or teenagers in love phase because with him it feels like constantly walking on clouds.

♡ He’ll hold doors open for you, pull chairs out and push you in, hold your hand as you walk up on a curb, walk near the road so you don’t have to.

♡ Cameron listens to everything you say.  He remembers every. single. detail. even when you don't remember what you told him, he never fails to surprise you when he brings something up from 3 months ago. 

“Here.”

“Hm? What’s this?”

“The uh, the pearl necklace you said you wanted?”

“Pearl necklace?  We talked about that WEEKS ago?”

“Yeah! And I saved up enough money to buy one, authentic, just for you.  Here, let me put it on for you.”

♡ PET. NAMES. Baby, princess, darling, literally any name in the book and it’s so sweet it sickens you.

♡ He’s not strong, but if anyone comments on you negatively he’s not gonna hesitate to toss them around, or at least give them firm talking to...

♡ Grins from across the hall as he’s at his locker and you're walking to your next class.

♡ As much as he hates to admit it, he’s painfully insecure which means he has his jealous moments.  If he sees you with another guy, he automatically assumes the worst and gives you the silent treatment until you finally corner him and asks him what’s up.  He avoids the question until you kiss his cheek and he’s right back to normal.

♡ When you guys kiss, he never fails to find the small of your back and catch your waist and dip you a little bit backwards like straight out of a cheesy romance movie.  He would know.

♡ Regardless of what you’re wearing or what you look like, Cameron never fails to compliment you with sweet words and soft touches on your face or hands.  No matter how you embarrassed or shy you get, he’s adamant on making you feel good about yourself. 

♡ Joey always interrupts your guys’ dates, he’s like that annoying younger brother who’s nosy about everything except he’s older than you.  All Cameron wants to do is get along with him so things aren’t so awkward.

“What are you doing here, wet nap?” Joey insults.

“Uhm, I’m here to pick Y/n up.  We’re going on our lunch date, did she tell you?”

“Yeah, she wouldn't stop talking about it.”

“Joey! Cameron, don’t let him call you wet nap.  What kind of insult is that?”

“Look at him, look at how he’s dressed.” Joey nods his head in disapproval and kisses his teeth, making a hissing sound, “Looks like a wet napkin.”

“Bye Joey.” You huff in annoyance, shoving your boyfriend out the door. “B-Bye Joey!” Cameron says before you shut the door.

♡ You love pointing out how much he smiles around you, just to tease him and all, but he always admits he’s most happy when you're around. 

[writingforcuteppl]

False God

PAIRING: Kenny McCormick x Reader

SUMMARY: After hearing Kenny tell Stan and Kyle that he just wishes he could forget everything in middle school, you started to question how hard it was for Kenny regarding everything that happened between you.

GENRE: Fluff, a little bit of angst.

WARNINGS: Mentions of insecurities, depression. Suggestive.

WORD COUNT: 2.3k words

PART: 4 (series masterlist)

“Can I ask you something, Kenny?” you have been debating whether you should bring up the topic again after the two of you talked it out that evening on the rooftop of the Park County Community Center building. For the past weeks, you and Kenny seemed to be inseparable. You were lying on his chest while he was hugging you.

Kyle and Stan couldn’t really blame you. They knew firsthand how everything affected you, so seeing you get as close as before was something they were happy about. They even dared to say you were more intimate than before, as if the two of you were scared of losing each other again.

“You know you can, princess,” Kenny responded.

“Before I continue, I just want you to know that it’s not that I just want to relive it over and over again, but I’m curious. A few days ago, I heard you, Stan, and Kyle talking, and you said you just wish you could forget middle school. Why did you say that? How did it affect you? I mean the fight in middle school” You were scared of his response. Maybe because, for you, he seemed to be better without you. Kenny stayed in silence for a moment.

“It was horrible.” you were surprised. If it was really horrible, as he was saying, he didn’t show it.

“Of course, I felt betrayed. It was weird and agonizing. The hard part was not being able to be close to you but also feeling so much anger towards you. I just wanted you to approach me and apologize. And believe me when I say I would have forgiven you instantly. Now I know you were clueless about the whole situation, but it angered me.” Kenny started to play with your hair.

“After middle school, I searched for you everywhere, hoping you would arrive and ask for a second chance. Maybe I should’ve done it too. But my pride was bigger.”

“If it helps, I also was hoping for the same. I searched everywhere for you. Hoping to see you just one more time, Kenny.”

“Really? I thought you just continued with your life like I wasn’t even part of it in the first place. I think I thought that because you just started to spend time with Kyle, as if it was the most normal thing. Like I was just something you could discard so easily.”

“God, I also thought that.” slowly, you started to feel guilty.

“Why would you think that, princess?”

“I thought you were better without me. You had Bebe and Red. You had the person you liked by your side. I thought that was enough for you.”

“I didn’t have the person I liked and loved by my side as you think, Y/N.”

“What do you mean, Kenny? You said Bebe was….” you stopped talking, piecing everything together.

“Remember what I told you when we were on the community building rooftop? That I thought we were going to be together someday? I thought that because I loved you, not Bebe.” You tried to remember when Kenny told you he liked Bebe in middle school. You were sure he said and confirmed he liked Bebe. “I told you I liked one of you. I never told you it was Bebe. That’s why I told you not to say anything to her because I never liked Bebe. I loved you.”

You were trying hard to process his words. It made you feel some type of way, a good way.

“You felt that way in middle school, or..?”

“Now that I think about it… I knew I loved you at a very young age. But I realized I was in love with you in 8th grade, but I might have been in love for years before I realized.”

“Oh…” everything started to make sense after his confession. All the time, Kenny got jealous when it came to Kyle. The compliments, the way he always told you he loved you. How could you be so blind? All those acts are something only a lover does. Not your best friend.

“That’s all you gonna say?” Kenny stopped caressing your hair. You sat down and moved your body, so now you were looking at him in the face.

“Why you didn’t tell me the truth, Ken?” Kenny sat on his bed.

“I was afraid of ruining our friendship. I was pretty sure you were madly in love with Kyle. Why risk everything if you didn’t feel the same?”

“But I was…. You should’ve told me.”

“And then what? Would you have been with me when I told you I was in love with you?” Kenny asked you. “You always talked about Kyle. I had no chance with you.”

“I never thought about an “us,” not because you didn’t love me but because you were out of my league. You always liked beautiful girls. They were perfect compared to me.”

“You are perfect. You were the one I wanted.” Kenny grabbed your cheek, and you closed your eyes at the contact. “Let me rephrase that. You’re the one I want.”

“But how was I supposed to know that?” you whispered. “You mentioned a new girl almost every week.”

“I did that because I thought I wouldn’t be with you how I wanted.” Kenny gulped. He was finally saying what he wanted to tell you for years.

“Still, you should’ve-”

“Told you? And then what? Princess, you weren’t in the right state of mind. And you also never showed any sign of you liking me that way. You even mentioned you never saw me that way. Remember?” Kenny’s thumb started to caress your cheek.

“Well yeah, but… Ugh.”

“Be honest. During all those years, you never considered the possibility of us as a couple? Not even one time?” Kenny was now grabbing both of your hands.

“There was this time when you went out with a girl a year older than us. When the girl said she wanted to go on a date with you, I felt this pain in my stomach. The mere thought of her hugging you, grabbing your hand, and kissing you, made me nauseous. I didn’t like that feeling, but I told myself maybe I felt that way because I got overprotective since you were like my brother.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t want me to go out with her? I was always pretty vocal when you told me something about Kyle. You could’ve said something.”

“Maybe it was just a way to lie to myself and accept the fact that we were never going to be together that way.” Kenny grabbed you by your hips and moved your whole body so now you were sitting on his lap.

“You asked me why I want to forget middle school. The answer is simple. I thought I lost you forever. Even if right now I have you in my arms after so many years, I thought you were gone. For years I continued with my life with this hole in my chest, wondering if maybe one day I would feel complete again. I lost the person that I loved the most. The person that was the most important in my life. There were times I just wished to wake up without remembering you. I was like I was living in hell. All the memories of you just never left. And it was horrible, not because of you, but because I didn’t have you anymore.” you started to cry at his confession, and Kenny hugged you.

“Hey, why are you crying, princess?”

‘It’s just that for years I always thought I didn’t matter to you. I just thought you were glad I was out of your life. It never crossed my mind you were also feeling the pain I was feeling. I feel bad now that I realize I was stupid enough to think the opposite of your feelings.” You covered your face with your hands as you were letting out a breath. “I’m sorry for thinking wrongly of you. I should’ve known better” Kenny hugged you and stroked your hair.

“It’s ok, princess. We both thought we were better without each other. We, fortunately, were wrong.” Kenny moved your body so he could see your face. “Can I ask you something?” Kenny questioned, and you only nodded while trying to calm down.

“Do you ever think of what could’ve been if we never fought in the first place?” you nodded.

“Honestly, I think it needed to happen, you know? I haven’t told you this, but after our fight, my parents started to worry for me for the first time in years. I never left my room, cried all day, and couldn’t sleep and eat properly for weeks. I think it was like a wake-up call for them. The way I see it, they realized they would lose another daughter if they didn’t do something as soon as possible. I mean, you do remember they barely treated me like their daughter.”

“You have no idea how happy it makes me feel to hear they finally started to act like the parents they were supposed to be.” you chuckled at his comment. “So you think that if our fight never happened, they would’ve never come around eventually?”

“If we never fought, I may not even be alive right now.” Kenny closed his eyes. That sentence hurt more than it was supposed to.

“Don’t…”

“I’m being honest, Ken. I didn’t even dare to think about the future. I really tried to imagine a future where you and I would be living together, but for a reason, I wasn’t able to even picture it. Every time I dared to think about it, everything went black.” Now Kenny was the one who was crying. It hurt him to know you didn’t think of the future he had planned back in the day. And it killed him to know you would’ve given up at any moment. You cleaned his tears with your sweatshirt sleeve and kissed him on his forehead, then on his eyes and cheeks, and gave him a final kiss on the tip of his nose.

“Hey, open your eyes, please,” you put your forehead against his and looked into those beautiful blue eyes. “Wanna know why I also think all of this needed to happen?” Kenny nodded slowly, never breaking contact with you.

“You see how people say you don’t know what you have until it’s gone? Or how they also say if you love somebody, set them free, and if they come back, they’re yours? We needed to lose each other to realize how much we meant to each other. I will put it this way. Out of everything that happened, you and Bebe remained friends, right?” Kenny nodded again. “But now you barely talk. What if that happened to us? What if, for the first months, we tried to maintain our friendship, but maybe as the months passed, we just stopped being as close as we were?”

“But that’s different. You and I have been friends since the first grade. Bebe and I were friends for only three years.” Kenny pouted, and you smiled.

“Well yeah, but we learned something now that we went through all this. One, we need to trust each other more. Two, don’t listen to people and then just jump to conclusions. At least we need to hear each other’s point of view. And three, We saw how our lives were without each other. And I’m sure now those years were horrible. I don’t want to lose you. I knew how important you were to me, but not having you for years made me realize life’s not worth living if you are not by my side Kenny.” Kenny was looking at your eyes. He grabbed you by the waist, trying to get you as close as possible.

Kenny wrapped his arms around your waist, and you wrapped yours around his neck. You were right. Now that he knew how life was without you, he was more than sure he would’ve preferred to disappear before going through it again.

“I love you, Y/N,” you heard Kenny say. Your heart warmed up. It was the first time he told you he loved you after years. The last time you listened to him say those words was on a video he recorded.

“I love you, Kenny” The two of you knew those words had different meanings now. You now loved each other, not in the friendly/familiar way both of you tried to come with when you were younger. Those words were now filled with fear of losing each other. With feelings, you never thought you would be able to admit to each other.

Kenny was now looking at your lips, and you gulped. His hand slowly reached your cheek as his thumb ghosted your lips. His other arm was still wrapped around your waist. You were also looking at his lips when you heard him clear his throat, making you look into his eyes. You didn’t need him to ask you the question. You simply nodded, and that was when Kenny connected your lips.

The kiss was desperate, as if the two of you had been craving it for years now. You grabbed Kenny by his neck, trying to bring him as close as possible. Kenny was also trying to get you closer by the waist. You and Kenny smiled into the kiss. The two of you were waiting for something like this to happen, and it was perfect. It was as if the two of you were made for each other.

Your tongues were in this quest of remembering the taste of each other. Your body slowly started to get hotter, wanting more. Of course, there’s one point where you need to breathe properly so you break the kiss. You saw how Kenny started to follow your body, and you smiled and stopped him. You licked your lower lip and gave him a quick peck.

“You know I’ve been dying to kiss you for god knows how long, princess?” Kenny started to give you small kisses on the lips, making you laugh.

“Lucky us then. We have the rest of our lives then, baby.”

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n a v i g a t i o n

[gaysheep]

now my experiences might not be universal but as far as im concerned you asked far fewer questions about video games when you were a kid. the first time you encountered waluigi in mario tennis or mario party or whatever other mario spinoff you encountered him in for the first time because they only put him in spinoffs you didnt say "who's this goofster stomping around like he's a member of the crew?" you said oh ok that's waluigi i guess.

super smash bros melee the crossover fighting game starring all your favorite nintendo characters (well pikachu was second party but thats pikachu everyone knows who pikachu is) had a whole three characters who nobody in north america knew who the fuck they were, two of which were from games that weren't localized at all and one of which was from a game that was enough of a commercial failure in the united states hardly anyone remembered it a little under a decade later. now to be fair ness was in the one on the n64 also but its not like he'd gotten another game. "oh earthbound's failure was overexaggerated" you say that but my brother lived the super nintendo era and not a single one of his gaggle of friends had even heard of earthbound it was not on anyone's radar come on. but no one said "hey these aren't iconic nintendo characters" we all went "well i guess they can be here too" and now we say "you cant main a smash character if you havent played their game" like we werent saying "thats marth i dont know who the fuck he is but hes like a brother to me" in 2001

youd just go into the store and look at a game's boxart and decide you wanted that one and yknow what it usually worked out for you. i did this longer than you'd expect too i was in 7th or 8th grade and thought to myself "yknow i havent really played any console rpgs lately" so i looked up "rpgs for the wii" and i saw a gamefaqs rec thread or some shit where a guy went "well xenoblade is coming out." and i looked up xenoblade and found virtually no information about it other than that it was coming out and thought to myself "yeah xenoblade... that looks like an rpg i could get into." and you know what i did? i preordered it this may very well have been the first game i ever preordered i thought "well they were talking about it on gamefaqs so it must be a big deal i wanna make sure i can play it day 1" but i didnt need to reserve a copy of fucking xenoblade chronicles the store probably could have given me every copy in stock for no profit loss when i walked in there with my gir t shirt and my little receipt because i was one of all three and a half people in north america who played this game counting the gamefaqs guy. and xenoblade chronicles knocked me flat on my ass it was one of the best games i'd ever experienced i'd played plenty of story heavy rpgs before but this one hooked me in a way none of them ever had.

fast forward around 4 years the 4th smash game comes out but this one was different. this was when we really started to go in on the crossover fighters, character slots were now real estate that potential entrants had to earn the right to occupy as if one game ago they didnt make a failed NES peripheral a playable fighter and give it an emotional subplot in subspace emissary. no longer was it "cool i guess this guy is here" it had become "who the hell is this and what do they think they're doing in smash bros?"

and thus came that fateful night when amidst crazy new character reveals like the fucking wii fit trainer they unveil a cinematic trailer and announce that shulk from xenoblade chronicles was joining the fight. to which the unilateral reaction was "who the fuck is shulk why was this trailer framed like we already have a rapport with shulk i dont know this man why does he say stuff like 'im really feeling it?'"

but i knew who shulk was.

[queerbuckleys]

I'M NOT A KID NOW SO I CAN READ IT ALL {1.7k | getting together | first kiss | feelings placement | crushes} [ao3]

a/n: title from sunday crossword by j.maya

“...and dad in a couple weeks is our first middle school dance. It’s sparkly winter themed, whatever that means…” 

He heard about the dance for three days straight. and then it stopped. 

It was a rare day when he was able to pick Chris up from school, letting him climb into the back while he stayed in his seat with a watchful eye. and Chris is quiet. Eddie lets the quiet fill the space for a while. 

“Any updates on the dance buddy? Figure out what you are gonna wear, do we need to go shopping?” he bites his lip remembering the last time they tried to buy formal clothes. 

Chris grumbles, “I don't want to talk about it.” and continues to look out the window, a sad look in his eye. 

“Okay.” he shifts his grip on the wheel and after pondering for a moment changes his course and drives toward the beach. 

He puts the car in park and opens Chris's door who looks at him defiantly. 

“C’mon kid, here we go.” Chris rolls his eyes a little as he gets out of the car. He knows the drill, they've done this a few times since Christmas, each time they gain a little more healing. When they reach the sand Eddie hoists him up, crutches under his arm. 

They settle down on the sand. 

“So, what’s going on, what happened?” 

“I don't want to go anymore.”

“Why?” 

“Lindsay laughed at me.” 

Eddie doesn’t know who Lindsay is, but he might have a few choice words if he couldn’t guess that she’s also twelve years old. 

“I asked her to go with me, and she laughed. and I thought I had a crush on her but maybe I don't, because I don't know what that actually means. So I guess, how do I know if it is?” 

Eddie pauses, processing all that information that came so fast, it felt like Chris aged a few years in the span of less than thirty seconds. 

“Well, it’s different for every person, you know?” he starts, “Some people get butterflies when the other person is around, or you want to be around them all the time, or they make you laugh. Maybe you think they’re just that much prettier or handsome than your other friends or peers.” 

He swallows and pushes something out of the way for later. It’s about Chris right now. 

Chris contemplates his words for a moment, twisting his mouth around, starting a word and then stopping. 

“How’d you know with mom?” 

Eddie is a bit startled by the question, it’s not that he never thought Christopher would ask, he just wasn’t really prepared for it to happen now. But it makes sense. He lets sand slip through his fingers for a moment while he thinks. 

He smiles at the fond memories of their early days of friendship, the first time he heard her laugh and saw how it sparkled in her eyes. How it had been a group trip to the beach when they first kissed, the only two single people, each of their friends poking fun at them about their obvious crushes on the other. It had been torture. But then she kissed him and it was better than Lana at the 8th grade dance, or Silvia in 10th. 

It was supposed to be an end of senior year fling, that maybe held over into the summer before Shannon went to school. And it was. And she did. They kept it alive during breaks and if Eddie had the chance he would visit her. And then she came back to El Paso pregnant after Junior year.  

And they got married by the end of May. Shannon’s dress just covering her 5 month bump. Eddie wasn’t sure why they tried, everyone would know anyway. 

He enlisted two weeks later. Didn’t tell her for three days. Then left. 

And it had been the beginning of the end. 

But he turns Christopher's question over in his brain, “She was my best friend. Her laugh was the first thing that made me love her that much differently.”

Christopher bites his lip and digs a hand deep into the sand. 

“Hey, what’s up bud?”

“I don’t remember her laugh anymore, Dad,” Christopher replies so quietly as if he is afraid to admit it. 

And Eddie’s heart breaks, tears prick his eyes, he hates that Christopher carries this pain with him, “That doesn’t mean you’re forgetting her Chris. We must have it somewhere if you would like to hear it though.” He pulls his son into his lap, even if he is too big and just a few moments ago they were talking about his first crush and his first school dance. But he can’t help it, and Christopher doesn’t refuse. 

He nods into his dad’s shoulder, and then sits back. 

“You know I was doing the math the other day, and I- I realized that the amount of time that we had together is shorter than the time I’ve had without her.” 

All he can do is run his fingers through Chris's curls and pull him tighter to his chest. 

“I know, kid. I’m so sorry.” he swallows past the lump that’s formed in his throat because his son is supposed to use his new algebra skills to figure that out. It’s for, well he’s not entirely sure cause math was never his subject unless it was practical like figuring out how many units to administer in the field. Under pressure. So he does what he can and holds his son while the sun sets over the horizon. 

Chris relaxes after a while. 

“What happens to me if you die too?” he asks after a moment, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. 

And how many times can his kid break his heart in one evening. He's surprised this hasn’t come up before in everything they have been through over the past year. 

“Oh, kid.” and Chris just stares at him, waiting, “Buck will take care of you. It's on paper, a very special legal paper. You’ll stay right here, with him, and Bobby and Athena, Chimney and Maddie, and Hen and Karen. They’ll take care of you, just like they do now. And you won’t have to move. I can't promise,” Chris nods in understanding, “but I will never leave you without fighting tooth and nail to get back to you. okay?” 

“Okay.” Chris replies softly, before resting his head back down. “And Buck knows, and wants to do that if-”

Eddie swallows, “Yeah he does, he loves you so much.” he runs his hand through Chris’s hair again and sighs. and they breathe together for a moment. 

“Do you still not want to go?” Eddie asks as the last rays of sun disappear. Chris just nods his head. 

“You know what? I think we should have our own party at home, invite Denny, maybe Harry will be in town? I am sure Buck would be thrilled to help out. We can decorate, whatever you want. How does that sound?” 

Christopher ponders it for a moment and a small smile creeps up his lips and he nods slowly. “Can we get pizza on our way home?” his eyes turn big and tilts his head with a small smile. 

“I'm gonna have to talk to Buck about teaching you that look,” Eddie responds and Chris laughs. 

“And you’ll talk to him about your crush on him too?” 

And Eddie is speechless, his mouth forming a small oh in shock. 

“C'mon Daad, you totally want to be around him all the time. and you just invited him over to help kind of arbitrarily and you know he’ll say yes. And he wants to too. You really thought i wouldn’t notice that?” 

“What am I gonna do with you?” he asks rhetorically, and then turns slightly more serious “you think so?” Chris just nods, “I'll think about it. Okay, kid, let’s go get that pizza.” 

It's a few weeks later and Eddie's living room is covered in shimmery streamers, star garland draped across the mantle and twinkle lights. The dining room table is covered in snacks and drinks. Chris and his friends scattered about the couch and chairs, four of them racing in Mario Kart and the others cheering them on. 

Buck and Eddie are tucked away in the kitchen preparing for their pizza order to come to feed the 7 almost teenagers in the living room. 

“So in the planning, I never heard why we are facilitating this boycott of a middle school dance,” Buck says, leaning against the counter. 

“He asked someone to go with him, and she laughed.” 

“If I didn’t know she is probably twelve-“ 

“I had the same reaction. but that prompted the question about what crushes feel like and he decided he’d rather do something at home than have to go to the “stupid dance” that he was very excited about until then I’ll have you know.” Buck laughs, and smiles ducking his head- no doubt remembering his own 12 year old self. 

And it hits Eddie right in the chest. right there in the kitchen. It’s like a breath of fresh air in his lungs after holding his breath. Maybe it was weird that what he fell for all the time was the laughter, that the same thing that clued him in on his feelings. But to Eddie it just made sense. And this wasn’t shocking news to him, that he loved buck, he’d been waiting for it to hit him like this though. 

“There was actually one other thing that I wanted to talk to you about.” 

And Buck looks up at him, tilting his head in curiosity, which shouldn’t be so endearing. 

And now Eddie has no idea what the fuck to actually say cause everything feels too big and too important. 

So he crosses the kitchen with determination until he’s in Buck’s space, holding his jaw so gently and he can’t breathe. 

“i- is this okay?” he asks just about a whisper. Buck blinks and then nods. Circling his hand around Eddie’s waist, breathing him in like he can’t live without this any more. And if Eddie had known kissing Buck is this good he would have done it a long time ago.

[chaos-grimlin]

Into: No one truly knows what happened that night in Woodsboro, California. All the public knows was that two teenage boys, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, went crazy. That the boys killed with no motive, that it was a case of crazy and peer pressure. Sidney Prescott, the "girlfriend" of Billy Loomis,Y/n L/n, the girl both boys were deeply obsessed with, and Gale weathers, a news reporter, where 3 of 5 witnesses that were willing to talk and tell their sides of the story to the public while Dewy Riley, the deputy sheriff of woodsboro, and tennager Randy Meeks refused to talk to law enforcements at the time. All the stories told to law enforcement seem to differ from person to person, but...in this tale, we will focus on Y/n, the obsessions, side of the story...

Marked (Poly Billy loomis and Stu macher x reader)

Word count:1346

Chapter 3- Casey Becker

~~~TIME SKIPPP~~~

I sat in history class beside Stu, waiting for the teacher to walk in. “So…are you and Randy doing..stuff behind everyones back?” Stu whispered to me with a giggle. 

My face grew hot as I looked at Stu. “Hell no Stu! That's gross I would NEVER hook up with Randy” I said as I fake gagged. “Then why did he say to not sneak through his window?” Stu asked again, his normal funny tone leaving as he spoke to me. 

I paused. Running over what I could say. I could either tell Stu the truth..or lie…

I had only known Stu for three weeks and the thought of telling him the truth was like a jab to the gut…he could do anything with the information..

“I just sneak over to get high and drunk.. It helps ease my mind and helps me sleep” I said with a shrug. Stu nodded his head slowly, his smile returning to his face, and once it did, the teacher walked in.

~~~AFTER SCHOOL~~~

I walked outside the school, clutching my notebooks in my arm, and that's when I saw Casey run up to me with a smile.

“Y/N! Oh my! It's been a hot minute since i've talked to you” Casey said with a smile as she embraced me.

I hugged Casey back with a smile. “Yeah, I'm sorry Cas i've been trying to make new friends like you said,” I said with a chuckle. “Have you?” She asked as she looked into my eyes. “Yeah I have made 5 new friends” I said as me and Casey started to walk side by side. 

“Oooo who are these friends?” Casey asked. “Welll… i've befriended..Sidney her boyfriend Billy, Tatum and her boyfriend Stu, and Randy” I said as I looked over at her.

I saw Casey's smile drop from her face. “Stu Macher?” she asked. “Umm..yeahhh why?” I asked back. “I dated Stu, remember?” she groaned out as she looked at me.

I retraced my mind, yet nothing came up. “No..I don't remember” I muttered embarrassed and slightly ashamed of myself for having befriended my best friend's ex.

“I don't know how you befriended him…hell I don't know how you put up being around him! He's so annoying, ''she said, looking up. “He's not that bad,” I said. “How? Oh my god his laugh and voice is annoying and he's very flirtatious! He flirted with other girls in front of me then played it off as him joking around” She said as she crossed her arms. “He's probably flirted with you.” She added.

“I don't think he has” I said, scratching the back of my neck. “Y/n….Y/n….You're so oblivious when it comes to when people flirt with you… remember middle school, 8th grade, a boy was dropping SO many hints and you didn't pick up on them” Casey said with a sly smile playing its way onto her lips. Then it hit me! Tom Simons! Middle school nerd! “OHHH I remember poor nerdy Tom” I said with a giggle.

“I felt SO bad after you told me! I would have dated him if it wasn't for my dumbass not picking up hints” I said.

As the words left my lips, I felt like I was being watched. Like eyes followed my every move. Watching me walk with Casey.

 I shook my head, brushing the feeling off. Maybe it was a student watching me, maybe it was my mind making things up. The feeling persisted as me and Casey walked. 

“Sooooo… How's things going with you and Steeevvveeeeeeeee?” I said as I raised my eyebrows up at her.

I saw Casey's cheeks turn a bright pink as she lifted her hand to her mouth and let out a giggle. “Oh…it's going wonderfully Y/n! The love we have for each other is almost magical! Like… Like it's from a fairy tale!” She said, a dreamy tone settled in her voice as her eyes sparkled like stars. She was really in love with Steve.

I felt happy for Casey, she was finally in love and actually in love. “I'm so happy you found someone Cas” I said with a smile. “Y/n…oh my god, this conversation made me realize..you don't have a boyfriend yet…We need to find you someone” Casey said.

My eyes widened at her words as she looked at me. “Oh no Cas no no no I know that look Casey no” I said as my smile dropped from my face. Casey snorted out a laugh. “Ohhh come on Y/n!” Casey groaned out as she grabbed onto my arm. I let out an overly dramatic sigh and leaned my head back. “Fine,” I muttered. Casey squealed and smiled so much at my words. 

Casey had been trying to hook me up with so many guys over the years but i've always told her no.

I wasn't one for relationships due to how everyone makes them seem so bad and hearing my mother and father shit talk each other when the other isn't around doesn't help. 

“Me and Steve can find you someone! Can you come over tonight?” Casey asked me. My mind flashed back to Sidney, Stu, Tatum, Randy, and Billy and the horror movie monday marathon…but…they told me I didn't have to come…plus…i've known Casey longer. 

“Yeah sure! 100% I'll come over! Plus I wanna meet this prince charming Steve” I said as I ran my hands through my hair. “Oh yeah! I totally forgot you haven't met him yet!” Casey said. 

Me and Casey kept talking as we walked to her house, which was FAR closer than mine was. 

Me and Casey walked up to her front door. Casey looked at me with this huge goofy grin on her face. “What?” I asked as light laughter fell from my throat as I looked into her bright green eyes. “I just missed talking to you Y/n. Like really I have” Casey said.

I felt a pain in my heart at her words. I hated that I hadn't talked to her since I moved here. “Before you say anything I know we've talked over the phone but its not as good as talking to you in person” She added. 

Without thinking I rushed up to Casey and wrapped my arms around her, engulfing her in a hug.

Casey hugged me back and put her head on my shoulder, her bleach blonde bobbed hair tickled the side of my face.

We both pulled away from the hug and smiled. “Well…see you later Cas” I said with a smile. “See ya later Y/n” Casey said with a small wave before turning on her heels and walking into her house.

I walked off Casey's steps and started back walking, thats when…that feeling lurched back into my mind, the feeling that made every pore sweat, the feeling that made my gut lurch, the feeling that sent shivers down my spine, the feeling of being watched…followed…

I looked behind me, my eyes darting around frantically, looking for something, someone, anything! Through the dying light, I saw nothing but shadows and leaves slowly falling from the trees. I let out a huff of air as I looked forward and kept walking.

The feeling kept pulsating in my mind. My gut was telling me to run, to speed up, that someone, SOMETHING was following me, watching me, stalking me.. Yet my brain was telling me it was just my rattled mind, telling me lies again.

My breathing picked up, my heart was throbbing against my ribs so hard I was sure that anyone on the street would hear it beating. I bit the inside of my cheek as I picked up my pace, jogging almost. 

My chest started to heave up and down, rising so fast and deflating just as quickly..and the feeling only eased once i had rushed into my house and shut and locked the door…

[youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms]

Exactly 1,000

Words: 1065

Warnings: not really any

STRANGER THINGS Masterlist Main Masterlist

Actually highkey proud of this bro

And also, me writing BESIDES A SINGULAR SENTENCE fluff? Who knew that was possible

Can also be seen as a part three for You Don't Love Me Anymore? and I Still Love You. But it can also be read as a stand alone fic :)

This also was originally written for my OC Drew Henderson (Find info on her/original story on this account @imnotobsessedwfictionalchracters )

If you understand the reference in the title/how to be proposed (kind of), I fucking love you

Steve is PROBABLY OOC (as I suck at not being able to keep them from being OOC)

And yes, I WILL be doing a Part Two that involves telling everyone

Anywho, enjoy

Y/N sighed as she unlocked the door to her and Steve’s little shared apartment. The usual hour and a half drive became a 3 hour one due to the snow that was falling. She was happy to be back in the house. She knew Steve had taken the day off of work so she had planned to just lay in bed with him and watch Christmas films. Well, that was until she saw a bunch of daisies around the living room. She sat her bag next to the door and slipped off her jacket, confused.

“Steve?” She placed her jacket on the chair at the table. She began to take off her boots when she called for Steve again. “Steve? Where are you?” As she sat her boots next to his, he came out of their bedroom. He gave her a soft smile and walked over and kissed her softly. She smiled back at him when he pulled away. “Steve, why’re there daisies around us?”

“I thought you would know.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Why would I know?”

He shrugged, “The delivery guy said that they were for you. The ones on the table have a letter with them”

She nodded and walked over to them as she grabbed the small piece of paper, she asked him. “Did they say who they were from?”

Unknowingly to her, he was getting down on one knee as he spoke. “No, they said that the person had mentioned you would know who it is from the letter.”

She nodded silently and flipped open the piece of paper. She instantly recognized the handwriting as Steves.

1,000 yellow daisies. Just as you asked.

She turned back to him, confused. “Steve--” She stopped short and the confusion turned to surprise when she saw him on his knee. “Steve, wha--what are you doing?”

“We met when we were in 8th grade. I remember when I met you, I thought you were the prettiest girl I had ever seen. I was so happy when you decided to be my friend.” She nervously bit her lip as he spoke. “Then when you agreed to go to the Snow Ball with me, even though it was just ‘as friends’ I didn’t care. When we stopped being friends the beginning of our Sophomore year because of me being a fucking jackass and caring more about popularity than about my best friend. I still don’t know why you ever forgave me for everything I said, but I’m grateful you did.” He moved some of his hair that had fallen, away from his face. “Then everything happened in 1983 and I fully realized how much of a dick I had become. And I genuinely tried to become a better person. I remember that Christmas, I was getting to the Wheelers for dinner at the same time you were getting there to pick up Dustin. I like to think that was the day that things started to get better for us. Then a year later, when we worked together to protect the kids. I-I think that was when I realized that I never stopped loving you. So when you had agreed to that date, I had completely prepared myself for rejection so I was genuinely surprised when you said yes.” He let out a shaky breath, “Y/N, we’ve been through a lot of shit in the past few years of our relationship. And I want to go through the rest of the bullshit that life will throw at us. But I want to go through it together. So, Y/F/N Y/M/N Henderson,” He took a ring out of his pocket, “Surrounded by exactly 1,000 yellow daisies, I’m asking you to marry me.”

She couldn’t believe it. He was actually asking her to marry him. She shakily breathed, “Stevie--”

“I-I understand if you say no. I just had to ask and let you know that...that I was ready.”

She kneeled down next to him and placed a hand on his cheek before pulling him in for a kiss. When she softly pulled away, she leaned her forehead against his. “Put the fucking ring on my finger, Harrington.”

She felt and heard him laugh and she felt the cool metal ring slipping onto her finger. He kissed her again and they both stood. This time when he pulled away, he softly started to play with the ends of her hair. “Are you happy that I remembered?”

She laughed, “Surprised. I hardly did.” She brushed some hair out of his face, “I said that, what? 3 years ago? I remember it wasn’t long after Starcourt.” She kissed his nose, “I can’t believe you remembered.”

He smiled, “It was ingrained into my head. That if I were to ever propose to you, I would need 1,000 yellow daisies. No more. No less.” He laughed lightly, “I uh...God, you’re gonna call me crazy for this.”

“For what Stevie?”

He sighed, “I uh...I got the ring after everything that happened in ‘86. Cause I realized that it felt nice...lying and saying that we were married in order to stay with you after everything. A few days after you had come home, I went out and bought a ring.” She gleaned down at the ring. It was a sapphire surrounded by diamonds. She knew it must have cost him a fortune. “I remembered how you mentioned, off-handedly, that you loved Princess Diana’s ring. So I found one similar to it. But this one was more you.”

“Steve, this must’ve cost a fortune.”

“It wasn’t really! The jeweler was an old friend of my family. Ironically, every Harrington has bought their ring from there.”

She laughed, “Steve ‘I hate my family tree’ Harrington, got an engagement ring from the same place every Harrington has gotten theirs from?”

He rolled his eyes, “Laugh all you want. But I was able to get you a ring that I knew you would like and it not cost like...a fortune.”

She smiled and kissed him softly, “I’ll always laugh at you, love. Especially when it’s ironic.” She sighed and picked a daisy out from one of the pots and placed it behind her ear. “So, how’re  we gonna tell everyone? Or, more specifically, Dustin.” Now that was not something Steve had planned. And it was something he hadn’t really thought about till just now.

[peanutrat20]

you know how two people can experience the same thing but process it differently? well i have a very good example from my life

i have a very severe nut allergy. i put one in my mouth and i go through a long process of pain before i eventually stop breathing. i have never actually stopped breathing mind you but i have come close. and not every nut has the same effect but not for the same amount of time, with walnut and pecans being the worst and hitting immediately and pistachios being the least concerning and taking their time to kill me

the allergy has gotten worse over the years and i can't even be in the same room with them anymore without having a mild reaction, but if i get out of the roon i'm fine no medication required

now i try to at least mention it at some point to people around me so they know not to give me things that i'm allergic to. but sometimes it gets missed, or someone who knows doesn't realize they are giving me something dagerous

this is one of those times

so when i was in 8th grade so around 13 a friend came to school one day and had cookies for all their friends. which included me, now this friend baked at leaat a little bit and the cookies were chocolate chip which i'm used to having sans the walnuts because of my allergies and my mom being a baker so i accepted the cookie no questions asked

now i start eating this cookie and suddenly i am feeling the distinct itch of my allergies. so i turn to the friend who had given the cookie and asked if there were nuts in them

the friend told me they didn't know, but another friend pointed out that there was a walnut in their cookie. so i quickly and calmly informed them i am allergic to walnuts and i needed to get to the nurse

i got to the nurse took some bennedryl got my mom called and went home to crash on the couch

now the friend had at least partially walked me to the nurse increddibly appologetic. and i told them it was okay they didn't know and they were careful from then on

now fast forward four years and we are seniors in high school. i am in the chior and there is a concert after school one day so becausse i'm also in an art class i am hanging in the art room

enter the friend who at this point the last time we actually talked to each other was in 8th grade, they have a pottery based independant study and is here to do their end of year presentaition

after the presentation there is some chat between a bunch of people including me and somehow the topic goes to we all go out and get some cookies or something like that

this friend i haven't talked to in years just up and said "yeah but no nuts". and this floored me

because you see i had processed the experience as just another accidental allergy which happened a lot before i reached high school and we actually got my allergies tested

but this friend had apparently processed it as a trauma. they had tried to do something nice for friends and had almost killed me

and i told them after they said no nuts i was surprised they remembered that. and they said that of course they did

and that is the last time i talked to them

but i can garuntee, if i went up to them today and mentioned it

they would still remember

[dear-ex-person]

Dear ex-best friend,

Do you remember how we met? It was a bus in 8th grade, and we sorta knew each other but not really, and you were showing me pictures on your phone and there was an aroace flag in there and I went, “Me too!”

And from then on we were close! You introduced me to fandoms, and we texted so so much, and I think you smiled and laughed so much (but what if I’m making that up?). I practically had a crush on you! It was something I’ve only felt for a few people, and it was so strong, this queerplatonic or alterous or whatever attraction . There was a time in 9th grade when one of our friends saw us laughing over some fandom thing and told me we had incredible chemistry, and I just giggled and informed that other friends that we were both aroace.

So yeah, we were close. I loved you more than I loved anyone, probably. You laughed so much. We talked every day, we made silly joking threats, it was fun.

What happened?

We’re still friends, but I don’t know how much either of us want to be. I don’t know what changed! What happened, what happened?

You never smile around me, you don’t laugh, you take all my jokes like they’re serious statements in this way you never did before. I’m trying, I swear, I’m trying so hard, but you never seem happy with what I’m saying! I try to be funnier than usual, even, but you don’t laugh. You laugh with everyone else! You share fandom things with everyone else! But when I start reading a whole four volume translation of an ancient book because it relates to your main fandom that I like too, you seem annoyed. Do you think I’m trying to one-up you? To take over your thing? Or do you just… hate me, for some reason I can’t imagine?

Last year we sat next to each other in class and elbowed each other until one of us gave up, and we laughed about it. This year I tap you on the head and you ask me to stop, please don’t do that again, you’re not mad I just should know. And that’s ok, but what changed? Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?

I hate hate hate how I fucking feel around you. I just want to know what I did wrong! I have to have, right? Did I say something wrong? Is there some belief of mine that you hate, but you’re too polite to say it? Is it something about me as a person? Did I fuck up and say something insensitive on accident one too many times?

I miss being able to make you laugh. Now I could say anything and you’d just stare, or act like I said something FUCKING WRONG, something strange and horrible, WHAT DID I DO WRONG? I can’t TALK TO YOU! I can’t bring this up to anyone, because we’re all one friend group and you laugh with all of them.

There’s one thing you did that makes me want to break ties, even though we can’t because one big friend group. One of my other friends from another group, someone I love so so so so much, said one tiny insensitive thing in a class the two of you have, and you brought it up. And I know it was a topic extremely personal to you, but when I left the conversation and came back ten minutes later YOU WERE STILL FUCKING TRASH TALKING THEM! For one thing, for one insensitive but fair comment, you acted like they were the world’s largest piece of shit. You said “I think people shouldn’t voice their negative opinions of others” and then talked shit about someone I love and trust for way longer than made sense. Is that why you seem to hate me? Because I’m friends with them?

They’re a better friend than you.

There are times when you don’t seem to hate me, or be annoyed or bored with me, or whatever. Times when you spill your issues, and I pick at leaves and listen and you say you’re so glad we’re friends now and I say I am too and it sounds so toxic when I type it out but it doesn’t feel that way in those moments! I don’t think you’re doing any of this intentionally, I’m just hurt for no reason or something.

I wish we could have back what we had. I miss texting with you. I miss seeing your face light up. I miss loving you.

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