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#I wonder what’s gonna happen next
mrsaltieri-real · 8 months
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His Perfect Victim (Mickey Altieri X OC!Dahlia Levine)
Chapter 5: Healing
Words: 2k
Warnings: langauge, fluff, angst if you squint, subtle jealousy, mentions of sex, feelings, SO. MANY. FEELINGS.
A small time jump of just a few weeks shows how Dahlia and Mickey’s new friendship has begun to blossom, but Dahlia is struggling to keep romantic thoughts buried, whilst Randy begins to show concern about the two’s growing bond.
A/N: The next chapter will be from Mickey’s POV which is VERY exciting. It’ll go further into Mickey’s feelings, what he’s been doing and just how much he knows about Dahlia with some surprises mixed in. Thank you to @bisexual-horror-fan for editing and beta reading this for me. My star. And also for the moodboard which I’m including in either all or most chapters because I just love it so fucking much!
Also @lizey-thornberry you wanted to be in the taglist so here you go!
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I had to admit, being friends with Mickey is a lot more fun than I gave it credit for.
Once you get past his cocky arrogance, he was surprisingly funny and had a passion for movies that I myself could never quite understand but equally admired. The light in his eyes when he’d ramble on and on about his favourite movies and directors, his hands waving around in huge gestures as though he was literally trying to paint me a picture, was endearing. Somehow he knew never to steer the topic in the direction of horror movies, to which I assumed at the time to be thankful to Randy for.
We shared a morning statistics class. He would knock on my door every morning at nine o’clock on the dot with a cup of coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other. The days turned into weeks and he never stopped doing it. We grew closer and closer, developed inside jokes, and he really started to make me feel human again. I didn’t notice it at the time, but Randy seemed to really hate this development, watching in concern as Mickey and I’s friendship grew stronger and stronger by the day.
I was sitting in the college square and absentmindedly chewing on a granny smith apple as I read my book, waiting for Hallie and Sidney for a spontaneous girls' day out, when I jumped as Randy sat down across from me on the bench seemingly out of nowhere, forehead creased and blue eyes serious. He sat silently, staring at me for a few seconds longer than necessary, before I raised my eyebrows, closing the book resting in my lap.
“What?” I asked, voice slightly muffled from the bite of apple in my mouth, which I swallowed quickly.
“I need to talk to you.” He’d asked with a small shake of his head.
“Okay?” I asked, placing the apple on the bench and looking up at him.
He hesitated for a moment, eyes studying my face before dropping to his hands, playing with his fingers.
“Is something going on with you and Mickey?” He asked, eyes squinting, and voice unsure of himself.
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him, adjusting myself on the bench, so I was completely facing him, now sitting side-saddle as I responded, “What do you mean?”
“You two have been getting really close lately. I just know he can be kind of…” His voice trailed off, as if searching for the right word and settling on just, “-Mickey.” I couldn’t help but smile at his choice of wording. To be honest, he didn’t need to go into what that meant, it made complete sense.
I understood his concern. I knew Mickey’s reputation of being a bit of a slut, but at the time I’d buried any kind of romantic feelings I may have had to him far into the back corners of my mind, along with Billy, Stu and Woodsbro though, of course, for entirely different reasons. I wasn’t myself, wasn’t ready for any kind of relationship, physical or otherwise, and Mickey didn’t really seem like the kind of person who wanted to settle down. He was too erratic, too distracted and as much as I enjoyed our friendship, he was too complicated for my slowly healing heart to be able to handle.
That’s what I made myself believe, anyway.
“We’re friends.” I responded, my shoulders turning up just slightly, a mild shrug as I continued, “But you know that, you see us all the time.”
Randy’s lips turned down when I used the word “us”, to him probably making it seem like too possessive of a word for his liking, but I didn’t care. I was happy for the first time in far too long, why was this bothering him so much? I asked him that straight up, and he just sighed, eyes not moving from his hands while he answered with, “I just know him, okay? I don’t want you to get hurt.”
I smiled at my friend, my best friend, one of the few people left in the world I truly cared about, and reached out to place my hands over his to make him pause and look up at me.
“He’s not going to hurt me, Rand. We’re just friends, okay?” I spoke gently, maintaining eye contact with him as I did, to which his eyes widened in surprise.
His face broke into a smile suddenly as he announced, “Hey, I think that’s the longest you’ve looked me in the eye in six months!”
I couldn’t help but laugh, rolling my eyes and joking with him back, “Oh, right. Nice goatee. You know the 80s are dead, right?”
He scoffed at me, playfully pushing my hands off his. “Look at Dahlia with the jokes.”
“Absolutely not joking.” I deadpanned with the smile still on my face.
He laughed along with me, blue eyes finally warming up a little as the moment drifted off into comfortable silence. I heard my name faintly being called and glanced over Randy’s shoulder to see Hallie waving at me excitedly, Sidney walking by her side with her hands in her jacket pockets. She smiled warmly at me once she was closer, removing her hands and rubbing them together slightly due to the crisp fall air, asking me, “Are you ready to go?”
I went to look back at Randy to ensure he would be okay if I went, when I saw his gaze was diverted over my shoulder, his expression turned pissed off.
“She can’t, she has plans.”
His voice made me jump for the second time today, twisting around on the bench to look at him. Fuck, how did he do that?
Mickey stood behind me, I felt his hands suddenly rest on my shoulders, the contact sending a small shiver down my spine. He was always so warm, his grip firm and grounding. I suddenly found I didn’t want to go. As much as I loved Hallie and as much as Sidney was one of my best friends, whenever I was around him, I found myself not wanting to be with anybody else.
Feelings are pushed away? Yeah, right!
“But she-“
“Oh, no, that’s fine!” Sidney quickly spoke over Hallie, grabbing her friend's hand and squeezing firmly to shut her up, “We’ll catch you later, Dahlia.” She smiled at me widely, tugging Hallie off as she waved at me again, her pretty face looking confused.
A faint, “What was that about-” Reached me before they were out of earshot.
I turned and looked away from the girls to glance up at Mickey’s face, only to find he was looking at Randy, brows raised expectantly with a clear, dismissive look on his face.
I heard Randy sigh a little heavier than necessary and turned my head back to him to watch him clamber up from his seat, his gaze diverting from Mickey to smile at me with a small, “I’ll see you later,” before I quickly leaned forward and asked him, “We’ll have a movie night soon, yeah?”
He just nodded his head, turned on his heel and began to walk in the direction he came, head bowed slightly. I turned back around to look up at Mickey, his face entirely unbothered as he beamed down at me, but the smile faded fast when he saw my scowl.
“What?”
“We don’t have plans.” I commented, leaning back against the wooden table and my hands resting on my thighs.
“What’s with Meeks?” He asked, ignoring my comment as he looked away from me and nodded in Randy’s direction, “Kid looked like a kicked puppy. He asked you out, and you told him to fuck off or something?”
With a scoff, I put my book in my bag and grabbed the apple from the table, no longer hungry I decide against finishing the last bite and a half, leaning forward to toss it into the nearby trash can. I stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder. “No, Mickey. Why is that always the assumption you seem to jump to?” I asked as I began to walk mindlessly.
“Come on, it’s either one of two things. Either he’s too much of a pussy to ask you out, or you’ve rejected him a fair few times. Which is it?” He easily walked alongside be as he spoke, hands gesturing as though he was weighing out the two options.
“Neither, we’re just friends and always have been.”
“You don’t think he’s dying to get in your pants?” He asked, his tone only half teasing as he poked me in the ribs, prompting me to slap his hand away and making him laugh in the process.
“Shut up, you’re so disgusting. He’s my best friend, I’d never look at him like that.” I stopped under a tree, leaning against it and looking up at him.
He looked good today, his dark hair was wax free and falling a little over his forehead, his dark grey shirt was flatteringly tight, and he wore a soft brown hoodie to protect himself from the ever cooling crisp autumn breeze. His cheeks were flushed just a little, his eyes glinting a soft light brown from the setting sun.
God, the entire set up felt like my movie had shifted from a horror to a romance, and the realization was slowly beginning to dawn on me.
“You think you’ll ever look at anyone like that?” He asked casually, eyes flickering over my face to gauge my reaction.
Oh, fuck.
“What do you mean?” I asked carefully, trying to keep my expression neutral.
“If not Meeks, could you see yourself dating in the future or is that completely out of the cards for you?”
Without thinking, I shook my head, “No, it’s not completely off the table. I just want to find the right person to-“ I stopped myself. What the hell was wrong with me, if I told him I hadn’t had sex yet I knew I’d never hear the end of it. But as Mickey did so often, he took me by surprise by finishing my sentence for me, “Lose it to?”
I couldn’t help but since at the words, somehow they sounded more pathetic coming from him until I realized he hadn’t said it in a joking or teasing way, just very matter-of-factly as though he already knew. Maybe he did.
“Mhmm,” I responded, not trusting my voice. He laughed a little, moving forward to stand a little closer to me with his hand resting just to the side of my head as he ducked his head down a little to speak in a more hushed tone, “It isn’t that big of a deal, Dahl.”
“Easy for you to say, slut.” I muttered, unable to bring myself to meet his gaze. He just laughed at my comment, and I watched as he nodded his head from the corner of my eye in agreement.
“Yeah, I admit I get around. But that’s just me, it really isn’t that big of a deal. If anything, maybe I admire you more for it.”
“Oh yeah, that’s me, so admirable.” I finally looked at him, his eyes were gentle and warm and his lips looked so soft and desirable. My mind flew back to a few weeks ago, staring at my face in the mirror and looking at the light in my eyes, the colour in my cheeks and the smile on my face. No one had ever made me feel that way before, not ever. Mickey was a lot of things, an asshole, a man whore and a downright cunt at times. But he was also the only person that rekindled the fire inside of me, made me smile my first genuine smile in way too many months, and made me feel alive again.
The way he was staring at me, it seemed as though he was lost in his own thoughts, perhaps one’s similar to my own. I wish I knew what he was thinking and be comforted in the fact that I wasn’t crazy. He’d tried to kiss me once drunk at a party, leading to me rejecting his advance, and look how that ended. If I gave into him now, knowing full well that no matter how much I repressed them the feelings were undoubtedly there, could I survive that kind of heartache?
I’d never been in love, I had no idea what it felt like. I’d heard the phrase if you know, you know thrown around, and I couldn’t help but think of Sidney. She thought Billy really loved her and look how that ended, and I knew I wasn’t as strong of a person as she was, my heart was just beginning to piece back together from the betrayal of my cousin.
But Mickey wasn’t Stu, he wasn’t Billy and he wasn’t Ghostface.
I had no thoughts in my mind except one. This to and fro frame of thought had only lasted a matter of seconds before I unthinkingly closed the small gap that separated Mickey and me, my hands moving to his shoulders to pull myself up onto my toes and I kissed him, finally letting myself feel what I hadn’t even realised I’d been so desperately craving.
Chapter Six HERE
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applestruda · 11 months
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This fic is soso so so wonderful omg
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subterranean-junk · 6 months
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Stelle lost the sparing match.
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skylarbee · 2 months
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miles about the possibility of tlsp3 coming out in 2024: "fat chance of that" "it's a while off that, if it happens you know, it's... yeah, unfortunately, but one day maybe"
massive thanks to @mileskanex for sharing this, full interview linked🥰
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ywpd-translations · 7 months
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Ride 746: Cheering and conclusion!!
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Pag 1
1: I'll win!!
2: I will!! I'll become the sixth member!! This year for sure!!
3: I'll go!!
4: I will!! On the same stage as you, Issa!!
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Pag 2
1: They're neck and neck!!
For sure!!
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Pag 3
1: For sure!!
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Pag 4
1: There are 50m left until the sensor line!!
2: Kuaaaa
3: Garuaaaa
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Pag 5
3: Nii-chan, on!!
4: Damn, I get it
This resolution, is making me shake
5: Sugimoto!! I'm cheering for you!!
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Pag 6
1: Danchiku!!
2: 30m left!!
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Pag 7
2: I think I can hear, mixed together with Sadatoki's voice
3: Kawada's cheering
4: It's surprising, but I'm grateful
It's turning into strength for me, Kawada
6: Imaizumi....
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Pag 8
1: is watching quietly
Can't be helped
2: They're the three core third years who put together the club
They can't afford to support one of us
4: But, maybe, if you supported me
I
5: I would have been
6: several times more strong than usual
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Pag 9
1: I'm glad
For this training camp
2: It's been hard, but, Imaizumi, I could become your “buddy”, and run with you during these intense for days
3: Imaizumi......
4: I haven't told you yet
5: Once this race is over.... will you listen to me?
5: It's silly
A daydream
6: The reason why I want to run in the Inter High
7: I've been thinking about it since around a year ago
Before the finish line, running as teammates, wearing the same jerseys....
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Pag 10
1: Go, Imaizumi!!
Got it, Teru!!
I.....
2: I thought that I want to push your back and for you to take the finish line
3: With these hands!!
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Pag 11
2: Sugimoto
3: At first, you boasted that you were an experienced cyclist, but it was just words
During the first training camp, you retired halfway through
4: But you worked so hard
Secretly
5: And without resting, for three years
Sugimoto.....
6: Show me the moment your three years of progress bear fruits
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Pag 12
1: Pedal!! Sugimoto!!
2: Yeah!!
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Pag 13
3: Now
4: 30m!!
I'll pedal at full power!!
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Pag 14
1: Garuaaaa
2: Sugimoto-san
3: You're really an amazing guy
4: I respect you from the bottom of my heart
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Pag 15
1: Your heart is probably bigger than mine
2: The courage to boldly challenge, the earnestness of working so hard
The heart of never giving up until the end
3: You, who hid all that, are strong
4: Stronger than me, much more!! I finally noticed during the last lap
5: So
6: It's the end, so please
My heart is so small it can fit in the palm of my hand
So
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Pag 16
1: Allow me to practice with you one more time, senpai!!
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Pag 20
1: Garuaaaa
2: It's Danchiku
Danchiku crossed the sensor line first!!
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i am halfway through YMATA and these two have not even met yet but this has been all i could think of
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fisheito · 2 months
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head swivels around at owl vertebraesnap speed
save a horse ride a wolfboy???!?!!??!!????!!?!????????
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essektheylyss · 4 months
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I love learning about knowledge organization, a truly Sisyphean task (affectionate)
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py6oto · 7 months
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birth
a poem
it's my day
pyto birth!
i am older now!!!!
Splendid.
2023.10.13
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molekel · 1 year
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Amphibiuary Day 28: Re-do
I decided to redo my little wizard frog, because he was drawn in class ans without a lot of effort. (Also, he is incredibly cute.)
I will miss having to draw an amphibian every day! But then, I came up with an idea für a salamander-AU for a video game, so I will still be drawing them, at least.
Thanks a lot for the awesome challenge! @amphibianaday, would you do me the honour and give this frog a name as a parting gift?
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spock-smokes-weed · 6 months
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Just finished blue eye samurai and if doesn’t get another season im gonna go full Mizu
Wtf was that ending.
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teaandinanity · 3 months
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It continues to give me the warm fuzzies that basically every person at work has said they'll miss me. And it's not really utility, even if I'm useful; I am not in a critical position. There are many people who can do the things I do, even if the majority are less experienced. I'm not management, or a lynchpin, just a long-time worker bee.
But people like me, and I just handled a Crisis Situation well enough that the AD took the time to personally thank me, and my manager was like 'not only am I willing to be a reference you can use my personal phone number if that's easier' and even some of the newest additions said they're going to miss me on desk, and I just.
I love my job and my coworkers and it's really nice that the people there know it and love me back.
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ghostcrows · 6 days
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they love to put trans girls in comics that look how i transitioned in order to look
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kavennnn · 2 months
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there's gonna be another coil ch tonight !! almost like this happens every week
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irl · 6 months
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feyyyd · 1 month
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can't believe people are interpreting a white saviour trope into dune when a literal quote from the book is "it'll require patience to exploit [the fremen] secretly"
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