#I'm hungry but i have to finish this stupid shit

[iheartz4starzz]

EMBARRASSMENT 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

dazai osamu x f.reader (gauken au)

SYNOPSIS: reader is sitting alone at lunch, a certain bandage for brains decides to sit with them.

NOTE: so like... i'm back <3

Embarrassment is always a feeling that would kick you in the backside every time it got the chance to, which is probably most frequently.

Take class today, for example. Your classroom was taking a 'surprise' quiz from your teacher which, by the way, you are totally going to fail because you didn't understand half the shit the questions said. You didn't know why, but the melody from 'Symphony' kept ringing through your brain. This resulted in you having to read the questions over and over again.

Before you knew it, half the class was already finished with their quiz. And on top of that, you were hungry as hell. Probably to the point where you could eat your test paper. While trying to focus on your test, your stomach began to grumble loudly. It sounded as if a battle horn was being played. And get this, the whole class was quiet! Everybody turned to you with a questionable look, while some people giggled or snickered.

Sinking into your seat, your face began to heat up from embarrassment. That is, until you were saved by the loud ringing of the bell. Students fled from the classroom with their friends to their well-deserved lunch break.

You let out a sigh of relief and sat up from your desk, grabbed your bento box, and made your way to your normal, lonely bench for lunch.

You're used to sitting by yourself at lunch for the most part. People come and go from your table, yet you remain the only one that stayed. You sat down, opened your bento box, whispered a quick prayer before beginning to dig into your meal. God, how you've been waiting for this the whole day.

But before you could even take even a bite from a piece of food, a voice interrupted your peace. "Hey, you're (Name), right?"

An irk mark appeared on your forehead as closed your eyes in annoyance. You were about to eat, and someone interrupted you before you could even take a bite! Man, how disrespectful people can be.

You turned the voice and was in the process to give them a piece of your mind before your eyes widened to see none other than one of the most popular kids, Dazai Osamu. He's loud, sociable, and most definitely handsome. He's also often described as the class clown and player in your grade.

You looked around, wondering if he was talking to somebody else who's named (Name). There had to be someone else in this school name (Name), right?

"Me. You're talking to me?" You asked, pointing at yourself as you stared at brunette, dumbfounded.

Dazai could only laugh at your clueless expression, a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips. "I think so. Unless your name isn't Mai."

"Nope, yeah! That's me! Sorry. It's not everyday when the one of the popular kids at this school talks to me, y'know?" (Name) chuckles awkwardly, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment about the stupid mistake she made. Of course he was talking to you! His gaze was literally directed onto you. This was your one chance to make a good expression, and you already blew it.

Dazai raised an eyebrow before snickering, then letting out a laugh. "You're funny! Mind if I sit here?"

You motioned to the spot beside you. Dazai scooted next to you, causing you to blush at the close proximity he created. You cleared your throat and stuck your hand out for Dazai to shake.

"I'm (Name), by the way. Though, you already know that because..." You stopped halfway before you could say anything else in attempt to save yourself from embarrassment. You expectantly failed and cursed under your breath.

Dazai smiled at your flustered and embarrassed expression. He found it cute. He noticed the hand you pulled away and grabbed it, pulling it back and shaking your hand firmly.

"No need to stop! I appreciate the reintroduction." Dazai chuckled and let go of your hand.

"R-Right."

"Anyways, about the quiz today." Dazai started and rested his cheek in the palm of his hand, his elbow propped onto the table. "You seemed to be having trouble on it. It's pretty easy, to."

"I'm just a bit... distracted." You replied, looking away from Dazai. You didn't want him to think you were stupid because the melody of 'Symphony' was one of the many things that lived in your mind rent free.

"You must've been hungry by how loud your stomach growled in class." He added.

"Don't even start with that!" You wailed, burying your red face into your hands.

Dazai laughed. "We have those times, don't sweat it. Plus, I'm pretty sure everybody was feeling the same way to." You still were embarrassed from the situation, though you picked your face up from your palms and continued to eat your lunch.

You and Dazai continued to chat through the lunch period, laughter filling the area as he told jokes and teased you. Though it embarrassed you mostly, you couldn't help but laugh along to it.

"Hey Dazai, how come you decided to sit with me?" (Name) asked and closed her bento box.

"Hm? Why did I?" Dazai recalled and cupped his chin with his point and thumb finger, thinking. He then smirked and leaned closer to you. "You looked lonely, after all. Plus, I thought you look pretty cute all flustered."

You blushed at Dazai calling you cute and how close he was to you, which caused you to smile in a giddy way. Just then, your guys conversation was interrupted by the school bell, informing everyone to get back to class. You sighed and stood up, smiling at Dazai.

"Thanks for sitting with me." You thanked the brunette, and to which he nodded in response.

A silence engulfed the conversation. Beginning to rock your heels back and forth, your lips pursed as you then muster up the courage to say the next thing. "Would it be crazy if we maybe hang out after school sometime? Maybe go to the arcade and get some ice cream?"

Dazai blinked his eyes, registering the information. A small blush dusted across his cheeks as he then smiled. "Yeah, sure. How about this weekend?"

"Cool, cool, yeah of course." You replied in a chill tone, but your inner self was actually screaming and jumping up and down with excitement. "Uhm, I'll catch you later, then!"

You backed away, bumping into a trash in the process. You quickly caught the bin before it could topple over, and smiled awkwardly at Dazai before running off.

The brunette held his hand to say something else, but it was to late. He let out a sigh and chuckled, shaking his head and stuffing his hands into his pockets before approaching the same door you went through.

'Silly girl. Doesn't she remember we're in the same class?' He thought to himself and walked inside the building.

[saintsgrrl]

bro istg I'm getting way too stressed

[killerqueen-ofwillowgreen]

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[reallyromealone]

Part 2 to the rindo x male reader the succubus like ran comes looking for rindo and barges into his room to see reader and rindo cuddled up together and ran goes and tell everyone. Just thinking at how chaotic it’ll be.🙃

Title: morning after

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: bonten

Fic type: smut, omegaverse

Pairings: Rindō x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, smut, nsfw, omegaverse, au, demon au, reader is Omega

Notes: I got you

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(Name) Was snuggly and full, the succubus testing on his new alphas chest as Rindō put a show on the tv in the corner as he rubbed (name)s hip "you hungry? For like human food?" The Alpha clarified and (name) looked dazed as he tried to comprehend what his alpha said to him "poor thing, fucked you stupid..." Rindō teased as he ordered food for them, he didn't know what the Omega liked so he got something light for him after all they just fucked for a solid four hours.

"You really managed to pick one of the most dangerous men and demon in the country, you know that right?"

"You smelled good..." (Name) Mumbled and Rindō chuckled at his adorable mates words "you smell real good too"

"Rinny, I know it's late but Mikey wants us to... Holy shit" Ran froze as he watched his younger brother in demon form snuggle up to a cute little succubus with claim marks on their necks, both looking like they just had some wild sex.

"Oh my fuck... hahaaAhHAHAA!" Ran cackled as he stumbled out and (name) snapped from his haze and looked embarrassed as he covered himself, Rindō looking annoyed at his brother.

"One moment baby" Rindō kissed him gently before going to go deal with his nosey older brother.

"How did that happen?" Ran asked while giggling and sitting on the couch "he came for a meal and I decided I wanted to keep him" Rindō said simply and ran raised an eyebrow "you decided to just... Keep him?" That did not sound like his brother, Rindō didn't just see some pretty little thing and keep them. "He's a half-blood, is a- well was a virgin and I don't know... I just couldn't let him leave"

"Half-blood? Does he know what you do?"

"I don't think he knows who I am, like at all"

The two heard the door creek open and the Omega in question stood in Rindōs shirt and a pair of his boxers "you uh... Destroyed my clothes, sorry..." (Name) Looked awkward as he fidgeted with the sleeves and his tail curled around his leg as a show of submission.

Aaaaand Ran now understood, this was exactly Rindōs type not to mention an Omega succubi so the cutie could survive Rindō.

Rindō motioned (name) to come to them, the poor thing limping as Ran tried to not laugh as Rindō pulled him into his lap "this is my brother, he can be annoying as shit but he's good" Rindō said as the elder Haitani smiled "so (name), tell me about yourself"

This is not how any of them expected to have this type of conversation, the scent of sex still lingering as Ran went to pour himself a drink and Rindō soothed his mates nerves, clearly (name) was uncomfortable having this sort of meeting right after having his world rocked.

"O-oh, well I work at my grandpa's book store and I'm in university... I'm just finishing last semester..."

"I see~ and are you aware of who we are?"

"I only realized when Rindō had me pinned..."

"He was too hungry to realize that he went into a demons apartment" Rindō added and Ran raised an eyebrow and Rindō sighed "he only took energy through kisses because he felt bad" human things, things that the brothers didn't really understand nor cared too deeply about, only really having any 'warm' feelings like compassion and care for each other and for Rindō, (name) was added due to the Bonding mark.

"Well that's fucking stupid, don't starve yourself because you worry about others feelings"

"But--"" weakness like that amongst demons and even humans will get you killed."

(Name) Fidgeted and Ran sighed "well I suppose I'll leave you love birds to it, I just came by to say Mikey wants you first thing in the morning since you were obviously too occupied to answer..." Ran shrugged and downed the rest of his drink before sauntering off, turning to look at the succubus "welcome to the family"

Once Ran left, Rindō brought (name) back to their room, still having time till they had to do their shit, the Alpha checking on their foods progress and humming "one second baby, I'm just gonna get our food" slipping on pajama pants the Alpha presented in his human form while (name) cuddled into the blankets, staring at his back while he went to the lobby.

What did he get himself into? He was just trying to get a meal and now he's got a mate! A hot one at that! And his conversation with Rindōs brother was so awkward!

He can't believe he was so reckless!

But god... Did this help considerably, he always felt a burn in his abdomen and his hunger... He wasn't hungry anymore, he felt so full and energetic.

He wanted more... But he would rather die than ask that.

"Sit up, pretty boy" Rindō said as he walked in with takeout bags "I got us wraps, I didn't know what you wanted so I just got the most popular" (name) took the wrap that was handed to him "what's next?" (Name) Asked as he bit into his wrap "what do you mean?" Rindō asked as he swallowed his food "like... You claimed me and stuff, so like what now?"

"Instinct wise you won't be able to be away from me or my scent without getting anxious... You haven't eaten right so you need to be 'fed' often till it regulates again" Rindō explained as he looked at the other with a gaze (name) couldn't figure out "you can share my bed or take the guest room..." (Name) Felt like the guest room thing wasn't an actual option and just nodded, he was a little intimidated by his new mate.

He was easily intimidated by a lot of things, he wasn't exactly the strongest after all.

Stronger than a human but definitely weaker than an average demon.

"We can work out the details tomorrow" the two finished their food and Rindō carried (name) to the washroom to brush their teeth, the demon having a few spares "what? There was a deal" he said simply when (name) looked curious at the variety pack.

When (name) woke, he let out a soft gasp as the sensation of a tongue lapping his ass, toes curling and fists clenching pleasure. Turning his head he looked to the source, seeing Rindō focused and entranced by his meal while groping and playing with (name)s ass cheeks. "Finally, you're awake" Rindō teased the poor Omega who whined, watching as Rindō bit his ass teasingly before moving to rut his cock between (name)s spit lubed cheeks "please.." (name) whined as he tried to get the alphas cock into him pitifully while Rindō just grinned sadistically.

"Come on, Omega... Beg for it"

"P-please...." (Name) Was flushed and embarrassed but Rindō didn't care as he tisked and slapped (name)s ass "come on baby, you can do better" he loved teasing the Omega already, he made it so easy! The durability of a demon and the reactions of a human~

"Please... Please um.... Put your cock in me..." (Name) Was embarrassed needy as Rindō rubbed his cock against (name)s cute puckered ass slowly, letting it catch slightly before pushing up, eventually pushing slowly into (name)s tight heat with a slow groan. Only half his cock was in as he began thrusting slowly, watching intently as his cock sunk deeper and deeper till he bottomed out. Rindō let out a sigh as (name) let out little moans and whimpers, feeling Rindō kiss bus nape before beginning his thrusts.

"Yesyesyes!" (Name) Chanted as his eyes turned completely (color), somehow the pleasure was even better than Yesterday and he was addicted to Rindōs cock.

After their breakfast the two showered and (name) got to suck his first cock.

"I gotta head to work, I'll drive you to university"

"I need to get my bag from my house...."

Rindō hummed before the two got ready and went out, stopping at (name)s apartment and Rindō was absolutely nosey while his mate collected the things he needed "ok ready!" (Name) Said happily and they were off.

(Name) Was shy as he was driven to university in a luxury car, at least a 300k car....

"I'll have someone collect you, I'll call you when they're on their way" Rindō said kissing him once more, a trill leaving (name)s lips as energy transfered "go get good grades"

Rindō walked into the building like he usually did though with an extra pep in his step, going to the executive floor to see "the fuck are you all staring at me for?"

"So how's married life?" Koko teased and Rindō groaned at the others who snickered "Ran told us all about him, limping out and looking like he was mauled" Sanzu added snarkily as they all looked at him teasingly.

"Better not get in the way of work" mochi said half teasing half deeply serious and Rindō scoffed "humans die easy"

"Oh he's not human-- well not mostly" ran added and the others looked curious "what is he? Fae?"

"Succubus, a virgin one before rinny got his claws into him"

"Holy shit"

"An Omega to boot"

Rindō was ready to die as the others gawked "damn.... That's like finding a unicorn...."

"We HAVE to meet this little one" kakucho said intrigued and Rindō wanted to die.

Hopefully (name)s classes were better than this shit.

[songmingisthighs]

Wanbelyn

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ch. lxx - good girl

neurosurgeon!hongjoong × reader

buy me coffee ?

where love and peace is held, i never expected for this to happen. i planned and i planned, i expected, and i hoped, but it was never you. you held what i wanted hostage to make room for you, the thing that i needed but has no means of acceptance. deny me, live your best life.

At this point, you found yourself in somewhat of a choreographed dance with the father and son duo manoeuvring the child in question. Usually, you would have to move quickly between taking Kijoong's things out of the car and making sure that he wouldn't make a run for it, even going as far as installing a car seat, iPad holder, and small containers of cereal and snacks, effectively turning your car into a mom car. Now, you simply needed to focus on Kijoong because Hongjoong would instinctively take your bag and any of Kijoong's belongings with him. Then, the two of you would basically lock Kijoong's hands in each of yours and making sure that Kijoong wouldn't have any means of escaping or running away as your bodies would block his sides.

You both call it "inmate transfer" and others pointed out that it's actually called "the family hold". You both were confident that "inmate transfer" is correct.

"I think I stuffed myself stupid," Hongjoong huffed, taking a moment to readjust his pants before resuming the walk back to the elevator from his dedicated parking spot. You couldn't help but snicker in amusement at the way he was so comfortable with you, totally different from the person you first knew less than three months ago. "I told you not to get a second plate, Joong, this is all on you," you teased which caused Kijoong to chirp, "Yeah, Joong," he teased, sticking his tongue out at his dad. Hongjoong squinted his eyes at the two of you, "Hey, I finished my main course, I EARN that dessert. And you had some, (y/n), you can't talk shit about my decision," he huffed before crouching down to Kijoong's height, "And that's daddy to you, mister," he said, poking Kijoong's nose.

Teasingly, you raised an eyebrow at Hongjoong, "You asked me to spend my day off with you and Kijoong, I think I reserve the right to call you out for eating a plate of two waffles drenched in maple syrup and ice cream after finishing a whole ass pasta by yourself. And while we're on the subject, who eats carbonara at 10 am?" "Yeah, Joong, who?" Kijoong teased again, this time drawling to poke fun at his dad even more. "A hungry man using food as a reward for a week of hard work," he said in a mocking tone, causing you to raise an eyebrow, "So is this your way of telling me that I've done a good job?" you teased.

"Do you think you've done a good job?"

Suddenly there was a wave of seriousness over the two of you (Kijoong was blissfully unaware, of course, what with kicking pebbles around as he held onto your hands). You momentarily stop in your steps to look at Hongjoong, "What?" Hongjoong stopped in his tracks as well to look back at you, "Do you think you've done a good job so far? Are you satisfied? Are you happy working here?" Already had a feeling that the discussion was coming, you wasted no time in going straight to the point, "Is this about my employment ending?" Hongjoong was kind of glad that you brought it up first as he didn't really know how to say those exact words (In all honesty, Hongjoong didn't know how to say a lot of things to you but one conversation at a time). "Kind of, yeah," Hongjoong confirmed.

For a moment, you pursed your lips and resorted to continuing your walk to the elevator as Kijoong, still in his own world, tried to get you to kick the pebbles with him.

Feeling obligated to explain, Hongjoong opened his mouth again, "I should clarify, I'm not asking you because I'm reviewing your work or anything. In fact, I just want to know if you're happy which I think is the biggest factor in sticking with a job." You could tell that he was trying his best to not be confrontational and your lack of answer would soon make him cry. "Good because if that was your way of firing me after all that we have been through, I would be so pissed, I'd actually give Kijoong back his toy gun." Hearing his name and toy, Kijoong perked up and started jumping excitedly, "MY GUN!?" he exclaimed, hopeful but you immediately shot it down, patting his head with your free hand, "No sweetie, and please don't interrupt your daddy and I are talking."

Relieved, Hongjoong chuckled and shook his head, "At this point, it would make more sense if you leave in the middle of the night and move away to Antarctica or something. But I know you wouldn't," "Hey, I might," you pointed out, rolling your eyes, "Push my buttons enough times and I'll pull a disappearing act so fantastic, it would get Best Performance award at the Grammys or something." Hongjoong's eyes widened, thinking that you were serious, "What, you mean to tell me that you'd consider leaving us?" there was a slight panic in his voice that made you crack out rather loudly, "Oh my God, Joong, calm down! I was just joking! You know I love working with you and I'll be honest, I'm kind of attached to the cutie pies of apartment 801 so it would take a lot for me to not want to continue working with you," you said lightheartedly, pinching Kijoong's cheek affectionately.

It was only when you both stepped inside the elevator that Hongjoong realized what you just said. "Wait, did you just say 'cuties'? As in plural?" Confusedly, you raised an eyebrow at him, "Um, yeah? Why do you think I keep feeding you? You're basically Kijoong-sized XL and I love the boy to bits," this time, you couldn't help but scoop Kijoong into your arms and blew a raspberry on his cheek, making him giggle from the ticklish feeling. There was a mix of feelings that surged through Hongjoong's body and he couldn't pinpoint on the cause as the giddiness was so palpable he could taste it at the tip of his tongue. The sheer feeling rendered him speechless and he could only find his voice when the elevator door opened and the three of you stepped out.

"So... You love me?"

In all fairness, Hongjoong meant that as a joke. Or so he said. He so totally doesn't lowkey hope that you'd say yes. But he was totally expecting you to roll your eyes and call him stupid.

The last thing he expected was for you to step closer to him, nudge his hip with yours and grin, "What do you think, Joong? What do your own feelings tell you?"

A sudden wave of excitement-induced nausea washed over Hongjoong, his body forcing his brain to prepare to have the talk. The one talk he knew he had to have with you considering the revelation he made (through Seonghwa pointing it out but he was not about to give his friend the credit).

You saw that his brain was trying to connect the dots and it was entertaining, to say the least. But at that moment, it dawned on you that you had just opened the door to a conversation you had only planned to have but even that plan was not solid. So to feign being coy, you took quick steps to get to Hongjoong's apartment first. "Hey!" Hongjoong exclaimed when he realized that you had taken off on him and he followed suit. While the distance from the elevator to this unit was not long, he caught up with you quick but it was because you had stopped in your tracks in the middle of the hallway, eyes trailed forward which caused him to look in the same direction.

It was like seeing a ghost. Well, a ghost from his past. Because out of all the moments in the timeline of his life, he would never have expected to see the person he was seeing. Not after what happened in the past.

"Minhee?" he called out.

Minhee, his ex, pushed her body off of the door and smiled gently, eyes looking over to Hongjoong before it settled on you and then on the boy who looked at her confusedly, not knowing who she was but he was intuitive enough to sense that there was something going on. You took notice of this when Kijoong suddenly turned around and clung on your body, refusing to look at his birth mother.

You, on the other hand, couldn't help but stare at her. She looked like the pictures you had caught glimpses of when you were cleaning but... Happier. She looked pretty and well-kept, exactly like how a young lady from a respected family should what with her all-white get-up and expensive bag. The nasty side of your brain immediately made comparisons and you came to the conclusion that you and her were vastly different and though momentarily, the thought of her being the kind of person that made Hongjoong commit flashed, leaving a nasty remnant that felt itchy.

"Well, aren't you going to let an old friend in?" she smiled.

Hell, even her voice sounded nice.

How were you going to fare?

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jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: two months go by after the premiere of Scream 6. after not speaking for a month, Jenna finds you and has some intense news to share.

warnings: mature language, angst, fluff, mentions abortion

a/n: I'M NOT SCARED OF LIONS, AND TIGERS, AND BEARS...oh and I totally forgot that the Met was May 1 sooooo pretend it was a little bit later in the month. 3.7k words

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MAY 2023

Life has certainly skyrocketed for you after you released your vlog of the Scream 6 red carpet premiere. Everyone loved the funny moments between you and Davis and the cast appearances. The fans also noticed the interaction between you and Jenna, which blew up. You gained a lot more followers, going from 16.6k to almost 50k in a couple of weeks.

It was a tad bit overwhelming, having more eyes on you but it’s what you signed up for. You just had to adjust. 

“Chat, I got word that my special package is coming soon for the stream. I’m mad excited to show y’all this shit” You beamed. 

You sat back in your gaming chair wearing black basketball shorts and a black tank top. You had your reading glasses on because you were blind as fuck. You just finished playing the new season of Call of Duty and now you were talking to your chat for the last hour of your stream. 

Lately, you’ve noticed that you've lost focus a little bit. Ever since that night with Jenna, it replayed on your mind over and over again. The way her lips felt against yours, the sounds she let out when you pleasured her, and her beautiful body. 

You hate to admit it but you were starting to feel the actress. You’ve had your fair share of women, some that were relationships and some that were just for fun. But you never felt this way about a girl before and it kinda scared you. 

“When are you releasing new music? Whenever I can find studio time. On some real shit chat, I’ve been writing a lot more lately and I really wanna hit up the studio so anyone that can squeeze me in, DM me please” You spoke to chat. 

It didn’t help that Jenna stopped contacting you after a month and some change. You haven’t gotten any DMs, texts, or FaceTime calls in weeks. At first, you figured she was busy doing her job and she didn’t have any time to talk. A quick little text would be enough though.

But you had to remember that y’all are not together. No use of crying over spilled milk. Davis was upset when you told him.

You stupid motherfucker - again his exact words.

“I haven’t looked at my Reddit in a minute, let’s see what’s happening there,” You said and clicked to Reddit.

The first thing that popped up was a picture of you and Jenna at the restaurant. The caption said, “not Jah tryna rizz up MY WIFE!?!?”

You continued to scroll through the Reddit seeing nothing but edits of you at the premiere. There were some edits and pictures of you and Jenna with outrageous captions which made you laugh. You continued scrolling through and interacting with chat for the last fifteen minutes before getting off for the night.

Now you are bored and hungry. You threw on your slides and grabbed your accessories before leaving the apartment. You were craving a baconeggandcheese on an everything bagel from the bodega around the corner. 

( your outfit ^ )

You got to the bodega and ordered your sandwich, grabbed a soda, and some snacks for the rest of the night. About five minutes later, your sandwich was done. You bid goodbye to everyone in the store including the cat at the register before heading back towards your apartment. However, the loud sound of a horn can be heard throughout the night air. You ignored it, thinking it was not for you, and kept walking. But the horn sounded again and a heavy-tinted black SUV pulled up next to you. You were on guard now, you thought you were about to either get got or robbed. You freed your left hand just in case, you had to pull out the tool. But then the back passenger side window rolled down and a familiar face was seen.

“Yo Hollywood, word to you was about to get got. Why you roll up on me like that?” You questioned as you relaxed seeing her face. 

“We beeped the horn twice to get your attention” Jenna replied. 

“This is New York, car horns are heard every second and can mean various things. We beep and shout out the window here” You joked.

A small smile appeared on her face for a second before she turned to someone in the vehicle with her. 

“I need to talk to you…it’s important” She mumbled loud enough for me to hear. 

“Nah I ain’t getting in shit. You ghost me for a month and then roll up on me like this. How did you find me anyway?” You questioned. 

“Davis…I called him. It took a while for him to tell me where you lived but after I expressed how important it was, he gave it to me. Look, I know we haven’t spoken in a month and there’s a reason for that. If you would just get in the car, I will explain everything” Jenna answered. 

You sighed, contemplating getting in the vehicle or not. But after a small inner battle, you walked to the back driver's side and got in the SUV. Inside the vehicle was the driver, an older woman in the passenger seat, Jenna, and a boy who looked around your age. You were highly confused about what was happening.

“Where are we going?” You asked anyone.

“Somewhere we can talk privately” Jenna answered when no one did. 

You hummed in response, you looked down at her and took in her appearance. She was dressed in Adidas pants and an oversized sweater. She had shades covering her eyes which you found odd since it was nighttime. She kept picking at the sleeves of her shirt and bouncing her leg nervously. 

A clear throat made you look away from Jenna to the unknown boy next to her. He was glaring at you and clenching and unclenching his fist. You raised an eyebrow at him before you snorted. Jenna turned to you at the sound but you didn’t spare her another glance. 

You took out your sandwich and began chowing down on it. It was getting cold and you didn’t know how long this talk was gonna take.

Shortly, you all arrived at a building, it looked like an office building. You finish your meal and throw away your trash before following everyone inside the building. You all walk to the back of a conference room. 

“Okay, so what’s this all about? Cause homeboy over there look like he wanna pop off” You said and pointed to the boy sitting next to Jenna. 

“Jahaziel, I’m Nancy, Jenna’s manager and that gentleman next to her is her friend Hudson Maverick. It’s to our newfound knowledge that, you and Ms. Ortega slept together two months ago right?” Nancy inquired.

“I don’t really put my business out on who I sleep and don’t sleep with, with strangers.” You gave a fake smile to the older woman. 

Nancy sighed and ran her hand through her hair, “Jahaziel I’m -.”

“For godsakes Nancy will you just spit it out already to this girl” Hudson interjected. 

“I don’t know how to come out with something like this Hudson. I told you Jenna should be the one talking” Nancy sighed frustrated. 

You looked back and forth between the two with agitated eyes. They were wasting your time. 

“Listen, if this is about you worrying about running around tell people that we slept together, I’m not that kind of person. I don’t go around telling people who I stick my dick in no matter if they famous or not. So if this is what everything is about, you could have just emailed me” You said and went to leave the room but a soft voice stopped you.

“I’m pregnant”

You stopped in your tracks, Hudson and Nancy quieted down. It was so silent in the conference that you can hear a pin drop in the next room. You turned around to face Jenna who stood up from the table and pulled off her sunglasses. Her eyes were red and puffy like she’s been crying for days and hadn’t gotten a lick of sleep. 

“What?” You whispered.

“Can I talk to her alone please?” Jenna asked quietly. 

Nancy and Hudson looked at each other for a second before nodding. The two got up and left the room, leaving only you and Jenna. 

Jenna stepped towards you, "I'm pregnant. I found out a few days ago when my period didn’t come on. It didn’t come on last month either but I thought it was due to the stress I was under cause it’s happened before. I haven't slept or eaten properly. All I've been doing is crying and crying, wondering how I'm going to tell you. Then I got the courage to finally tell you but then Hudson found the pregnancy test and they started bombarding me with questions."

You felt your heart pick up pace and your palms started to get sweaty. You felt like the oxygen in your body was leaving, you couldn’t breathe. You stumbled into a seat and that’s when Jenna noticed your state. 

“Hey Jahaziel, look at me, breathe okay,” Jenna said and kneeled in front of you. She placed her warm hands on your cheeks and forced you to look at her but you were too busy freaking out.

“I’m a fucking dumb ass bitch, I fucking got a big ass actress pregnant. An actress I barely even know. Do you understand how fucking insane this whole thing is? I just started this YouTube shit, I still live in an overpriced shitty-ass rat-infested apartment complex in a neighborhood where I don’t know if once I step outside I’ll get shot or not. How the fuck you not freaked out right now” You ranted.

“You don’t think I’m losing my mind? Ever since I found out, I have a fucking panic attack every time I wake up. I’m twenty years old, I just booked several movies. I don’t have any time to have a child.” Jenna exclaimed.

“Well, it seems like you getting an abortion is the only option then” You argued. 

“Don’t make that decision for me” Jenna boomed. 

“What the fuck! You just fucking said that you won’t have any time to have a child. What the fuck you gonna do Jenna? Are you gonna fucking wish the baby out of you and everything will fall into place in an instant? You fucking Harry Houdini now?” You yelled, your Bronx accent getting heavy as you shouted. 

“Oh you are just fucking hilarious, huh, your a fucking comedian” Jenna growled.

“You not saying what you want to do! You say you don’t have time for a child then when I say abortion is the only option, you fucking lash out at me.” You roared. 

“Because I don’t want to get an abortion, I want to keep the baby!” Jenna belted. You looked at her face properly now and saw tears were now falling freely down her face. You closed your eyes and take a deep breath in, holding it for ten seconds, before releasing it. You repeated this process a couple of times before you felt yourself calm down. It was a technique the Marines taught you while you were in service, it came in handy most times. 

“I’ve always wanted to be a mom. Being a mom was something I knew I wanted to experience. Having a little mini-me running around with my and my partner’s personality. The experience came a lot earlier than I expected and not the ideal way but I have the chance and I’m not passing it despite what I said because I’ll figure it out. I always figure it out” Jenna confessed. 

She then pulled out a folded Manila envelope and slid it toward you. 

“So if you don’t want anything to do with me and the baby, you can sign your rights away. Nancy’s number is on that business card and she’ll come pick up the papers in the morning” Jenna continued. 

She then got up and walked out of the room.

“Jenna” You called out but she was long gone out of the room with her people following her. 

You sighed and rubbed your hands down your face, extremely stressed out. 

Honestly, you didn’t know what you wanted to do. You never thought about being a parent, especially after the way your father up and left you, your Mom, and your older brother years ago. You never gave parenthood a thought. You needed a second opinion and a blunt.

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It was now 2 in the morning, you sat on your fire escape looking down at the streets with the papers in your hand. You just finished your second blunt of the night to help with the racing thoughts but it only increased it. You kept staring at the signature on the paper, wanting to write your name but not wanting to also. 

“You stress anymore, you gon’ pop a blood vessel” Davis said as he stepped out onto your fire escape. 

Once you found a way back home, you immediately called Davis and told him everything that happened. He told you as soon as he finished with his project, he was rushing over. 

“I feel like I’m about to have an aneurysm,” You said. 

“I would be too if I was in your position. This shit is a mess” Davis stated and took the papers from your clenched hand. He looked over it and exhaled deeply. “So you sign this and all your rights are taken away. No seeing the baby. Nothing?”

“Nothing. I won’t have a say in anything, can’t see them. I’ll literally just be the sperm donor” You said. 

“Is that what you really want? To be known as the sperm donor. You realize that she’s a mega actress and once the news gets out, it ain’t gon’ be long til people figure who the other parent is” Davis stated. 

“I don’t know what I fucking want. A part of me is ecstatic that I have a child on the way.” You exclaimed. 

“What about the other part?” Davis questioned.

You sat in the chair with cloudy eyes. Once Davis got a look at your expression, he immediately realized what this was all about. 

“Your father. You don’t want to end up like him” Davis nodded. 

“It’s been six years and that motherfucker still finds a way to haunt me. It’s pathetic” You scoffed. 

“No, it's human. Jah, he is your father-”

“Was. That bitch ass motherfucker ain’t shit to me now” You seethed. 

Davis sighed, “Either way, who said you was gonna end up like him. You plan on signing those papers and ditching your child? That ain’t you.”

You looked down at your hands, finding them more interesting. 

“Look, all those feelings you feeling right now…is that how you want your child to feel about you when they grow up. That you ain’t nothing but a bitch ass motherfucker?” Davis questioned. 

You took in your best friend’s words. “Look I know this whole situation is unconventional but you have to own up to it. You and I both know for a fact that you don’t want to sign these papers. You want to be in your child’s life. So stop being a fucking idiot, rip up those papers, and apologize to Jenna.”

Suddenly, the alarm on Davis’ phone starts to blare. You checked the time and saw that it was almost 3 o’clock now. 

“I have to get some rest for tomorrow. But on some real shit Jah, really think about what you want” Davis added before disappearing inside your apartment. 

Once again, you were left alone on the fire escape with nothing but your thoughts and the occasional crackhead shouts. You looked down at the papers again before shoving them back into the envelope and heading inside for the night.

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The next morning, you were up and ready. You only got like an hour of sleep but that hour of sleep gave you a mindset. You texted the number on the business card and finesse your way to getting information about where Jenna was going to be today. She had a fitting for her Met Gala dress at the moment at a studio Downtown, so that’s where you were. You parked your car and paid the meter before heading inside the studio where she would be.

(your outfit for today ^ )

You texted the number that you were downstairs with the papers. After waiting for about ten minutes, you expected to see Nancy but Hudson came downstairs. 

“Jahazel or whatever you name is…” Hudson greeted with no emotion. He held his hand out, waiting for the papers but you never put them in his hands.

“Firstly it’s Jahaziel and secondly, I know I’m probably the last person she wants to see right now and I don’t want to mess up anything she’s doing right now. But can I talk to her please?” You pleaded.

“Absolutely not. Not after what you said to her yesterday, I’m not letting a hoodlum like you step near her again. You ruined enough for her already” Hudson hissed. 

“Who you calling a hoodlum skinny Fred Jones” You questioned offended. Hudson attempted to grab the papers from your hand but you moved them away. The move made his whole face start to turn red from anger. 

“Give me the papers before I call the cops on you” Hudson threatened.

“Call the fucking cops pussy” You snapped and stepped towards him. Before either of you can lay a hand on one another, a brolic man stepped in between y’all. You recognized that it was Big L and he was pulling you away from Hudson while another security guard stood next to him.

“I need you to calm down” Big L’s rough voice ordered. 

“Alright, alright I’m calm” You grumbled and pulled your arm from him.

“Listen, meet in the back alley in ten minutes” Big L instructed in a tone that only you and him can hear.

“Big L…my man you attractive and all but I don’t swing that way” You joked.

Big L rolled his eyes, “I’ll take you to see Jenna.”

“Oh, that makes more sense. I thought you were about to suggest something to me” You lightly chuckled. 

Big L just looked at you with a neutral expression before walking away toward Hudson.

“Damn not even a little giggle?” You pouted as you left the building. 

You waited in your car for ten minutes before going into the back alley like Big L said. He was waiting for you at the door and motioned for you to speed up. He then took you through various rooms and floors. By the 10th floor, your legs were jelly.

“Aye yo, Black Panther why didn’t we take the elevators? I’m not that fit like you. I’m skinny fit I was born with abs I didn’t work for these like you did” You complained out of breath.

“Because Hudson told every guard in the building to have you arrested for trespassing if they spot you” Big L answered.

“Is it really that serious though, you would think I be fucking aggressively stalking Jenna” You huffed and walked up another flight of stairs.

“Hudson has always been overprotective of Jenna, ever since he started working for her last year” Big L commented.

“Overprotective? For what reason?” You asked.

“Don’t know. I don’t get paid to ask unnecessary questions” Big L replied. 

You hummed in response and walked up another two flights of stairs before Big L opened the door to the 13th floor. Big L checked to make sure no guard was in the vicinity before he motioned you to follow him. You felt like you were on a James Bond stealth mission, it was exciting. He took you to the last door on the floor before knocking. 

“Ms. Ortega, Nancy will like to come in” Big L said.

“Okay, send her in” Jenna spoke after a moment. 

That was your queue to enter the room. You closed the door behind me and took in that you were in an open floor room with racks of clothes against the windows. It smelt expensive as fuck in the room.

“What are you doing here?” Jenna’s voice brought you back to reality. She was standing in front of you with a familiar flannel on. It was buttoned to cover her chest area but unbuttoned around her stomach area. Through a tiny gap, you can see her belly protruding a little.

“I…uh wanted to talk to you” You spoke. 

Jenna scoffed, “I think you spoke enough last night.” She walked away from you and into a different room.

“Wait, look I apologize for the way I reacted last night. It’s sincere too cause people from New York don’t apologize” You stated. 

“If you came here to be a comedian, you can go Jahaziel” Jenna grumbled. 

You sighed, you have to be serious. You can see that she’s stressed and not in the mood for jokes so you had to be serious. You walked up behind her and grabbed her shoulders. At first, she shrugged you off but you placed your hands there again and more firm. You turned her around to face you.

“Real shit, I’m sorry Jenna. For everything last night, you didn’t deserve me talking to you like that. Truth be told, I was mad scared when you told me that you are pregnant. My father up and left my family when I was 15 and it left some deep wounds in me. When I was younger I aspired to grow up, get married, have a family, and have a love like my Ma and Father did but then he left without saying a word and it tainted that aspiration. I got scared because I didn’t want to be like him” You explained to the shorter girl. 

“You could have told me that. I would've understood completely” Jenna mumbled.

“I know and I should’ve but I’m not really good at explaining my feelings.” You responded. 

Jenna glanced at the envelope in your hand, “I’m guessing you made your decision.”

“Yeah, I did” You replied and ripped the envelope in half. Jenna gave you a surprised look. “Look, me and you made this baby together even though we ain’t in a relationship…yet. I don’t want to be like my father. I also don’t want you to do this by yourself. Our baby, our responsibility. I’m with you to the end Hollywood” You smiled and stuck your hand out.

She looked down and chuckled before shaking your hand. The two of you looked into each other’s eyes and never stopped. The room felt hotter and your hand was still holding hers. Suddenly, Jenna took your hand and placed it on her small belly. 

“Til the end NYC” Jenna smiled.

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[firegirl888101]

Insatiable Madness (2)

|Sagau Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Reader|

People really liked the first entry😲

I don't know what to say, thank you all for liking the first one so much?? I can only thank you by getting down to business!

I wasn't too sure on the majority of the rankings so I won't be mentioning them unless it's Dottore, Scara, Childe and Signora as theirs are already in the game/confirmed!

Reader is Gender Neutral!

"Unbelievable, this is utterly risible!" Sandrone shouted, fuming while pacing the pavement back and forth.

"I see... Because the nature of this world is not directly controlled by another existing entity, the co-ordinates weren't inputted correctly and polluted the portal. I wonder, are the co-ordinates still viable? I need materials."

"Dottore, shut your damned mouth and get us out of here!"

"Sandrone, dearie, calm down. I'm sure the Doctor has a plan. If he didn't, he'll be facing the wrath of 10 other harbingers." Pulcinella remained calm, sitting on the park bench he found behind him while leaning on his wooden walking stick.

"I knew I should have continued with collecting the Gnoses instead of agreeing on a side mission." Signora sighed to herself, staring at a different park bench covered in bird shit.

"Even in this world, pigeons continue to be a nuisance."

The harbingers watched as Dottore quietly picked a circular gadget from his pocket and began to pick at it with a screwdriver.

"Dottore, what would that device be?" Capitano questioned the shorter man, admiring the green trees surrounding the group.

"A solution." He continued to tinker, earning questionable glances his way.

"Hey Scara, I think he has no idea what he's doing." Childe whispered to the puppet, leaning down to his ear.

"For once I agree with you." He nodded, grabbing the rim of his hat and hitting the ginger in the face with it.

"You two aren't very discreet." Dottore shook his head, showing the gadget to the other harbingers.

"I created this Compass just in case a situation like this would occur. Once I input the code Her Majesty helped me discover, it will point the way towards our Descender." He explained, pressing the button on the back of the gadget.

A small, glowing, white line soon emerged from the north point and followed a trail.

"Found you."

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

"Fuck me!" You cursed, jumping back-first onto your bed when seeing a familiar death screen.

You were stuck. Despite spending all your extra-savings, you still couldn't defeat floor 12.

Not to mention you couldn't use one of your strongest characters, Childe. He was fine yesterday, but when you tried to use him today he was very glitchy and even froze your game!

At first, you didn't really mind since who would want to use the crit-less bastard anyway?

Now you were regretting that mindset because you forgot he was your strongest hydro character.

"Y/N, get your arse down here! It's restaurant day." You heard a voice from downstairs.

Ah, the family-favourite tradition. It's no lie nobody in your family can't cook for shit.

To balance our unique curse, we go to a restaurant together every now and then.

"I'm coming down. Just let me finish studying this page!" You shouted back, lying smoothly. Great, now you can attempt this pesky floor one more ti-

"Y/N, NOW."

"Fine, fine! I'll leave my page blank."

When you came face to face with your parents at the bottom of the stairs, you saw your mum aggressively tapping her phone.

"Darling, you're aware that you don't need to press the screen so hard, right?" Your father asked, putting his hand on your mother's shoulder.

"I am not in the mood for your jokes. My sister said 10 minutes ago she was outside waiting in the car, she's still not here and is sending me stupid animoji's!"

Yikes.

"Mum, you're not you when you're hungry. You can have this cereal bar, it'll probably be awhile before Aunt 'Never-Show' turns up." You said, handing her a Granola bar.

"I don't see how this helps, we're going for lunch soon anyway." She muttered, taking it from your hands.

Works like a charm every time.

Sorry for taking so long! So much for 'getting down to business :/ (I have written down solid plans though)

Pierro will be PLATONIC, I tried writing a couple scenes for him and I only see him as an oppressive grandpa rather than a romantic yandere...

Please don't expect too many happy, nice and generally fluffy scenes.

This is Yandere, a genre which should never, under any circumstance be considered normal. It's abusive, unhealthy and leads to a lot of victims facing awful conditions which they never should or ever have to endure no matter who they are.

This is fiction that I'm writing, meaning it's all taken light-heartedly IN A FICTIONAL SENSE.

If anyone, by chance, is currently in conditions where a loved-one or yourself has suddenly become distant and/or being hurt when away from eyes please get help. Talk to them, or if it's you, talk to someone you know you can trust.

If you can't talk to anyone, find authorities who can help you. Call 999, as it is in the U.K, or your local emergency service. They will always help you, and will never deny your rights or freedom.

Thanks for reading this, I hope all who's reading knows this information already, but I thought I'd include it since who knows when it comes to where you are in the world and whether your education programs taught critical information like this.

Some people asked to be tagged! Never done this before so sorry if I get this wrong:

@valeriele3 @pale-value @pix-stuff

Thank you for supporting me thus far!

[swiftsdelucaa]

Great that you take requests!!! Can you do one with deluca where they are roomates and it's angsty and trying to make each other jealous to admit their feelings and they work together on a case... You decide you are a great writer do whatever comes to mind 🤗

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𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Andrew DeLuca x reader ♡

𝘼/𝙣: I REALLY APOLOGIZE IK THIS TOOK SO LONG SORRY!!! Now that school has finally finished and I'm free I'll come back posting all my requests I promise! Sorry again and thank you so much for this request, hope you like it :)

Today has already been enough stressful, the last thing you needed was facing another unbearable evening, like all the ones you and Andrew spent lately. Sometimes it was stupid shit over stupid little things and other times it was just unspoken tension.

Anyways you found yourself spending the rest of the evening alone since Andrew didn't come back, after dinner you watched some tv shows laying on the couch, waiting for him. It was about some hours later when you heard the door open and turned around to see Andrew walking in.

"Hey" you got up. "Late shift I see" you said looking at him.

"Well the shift didn't end very late, I've been at Joe's" he replied, taking off his jacket.

"Oh... You could have warned me" you did your best to hide the disappointment in your voive.

"I'm an adult, do I need your permission to go outside?" he asked walking past you completely neutral and sitting on the couch. You sighed at his words, when he talked to you like that he hurted you more than he actually could imagine.

"No, I'm just saying that you could have let me know that you wouldn't have come back" you then said. "I also left you something to eat for dinner"

"I'm not hungry, I've already eaten thanks" you walked towards the couch to sit as well, not very close to him.

"Ok. Difficult day?" you then asked looking at him noticing he looked pretty tired.

"Not really, I had worse days" he kept avoiding your gaze as he spoke. "But I met someone, that's why I was late"

"Good" actually it wasn't good. But at least he didn't bring anyone home not letting you sleeping the whole night. "But you know you can talk to me too when you have bad days.." you added as he only looked for comfort in other people lately. Girls.

"I'm not saying anything about all the times you did the same" his tone was really cold while he was pronouncing these words. You rolled your eyes as he was starting to get on your nerves again.

"Andrew, I'm just trying to have a normal conversation, what's wrong with you?" he finally turned around to look at you.

"With me? He raised his eyebrows. "You may not realize it, but you're the one trying to control everything I do, Y/n"

"Oh God" you sighed as you left yourself fall behind against the back of the sofa. It was happening again. And it was harder forcing this everytime with a person that you cared a lot and actually liked so much. "Not today please" you whispered.

"You started it"

"Ok, will it end like this every time we talk to each other?" You got up, standing right in front of him.

"Seems like you want to, you know, no one is forcing you to stay here and talk to me, you can just go and talk to some other guy if it makes you feel better" he got up as well as he said that phrase so easily. "I think Avery would be happy to spend some time with you" you looked at him in silence, the fact he kept talking about this topic annoyed you more, he's been doing the same.

"Oh yeah you what? I will also invite him here if I want to, maybe one of these days for dinner" You said sounding completely confident. Yeah, you were starting to get closer with Jackson, you dated just twice and for you had been amazing spending some good time during this period. Maybe Andrew's behavior pushed you to do it, like him, but it was all so confusing that neither of you would get out of it.

"Fine, I couldn't care less as I'll just spend my time anyone else who isn't my boss"

"Said the one who's been fucking the head of cardio during his whole internship" he let out a chuckle as this wasn't having any effect on him.

"If you wanna talk about the past good, but you should focus on what's going on now" he looked at you this time. "Which is that I would prefer staying with anyone else right now than here listening to you" You knew he had a few drinks and was tired, so you decided to end it before his words would have hit you harder than they already were.

You looked away and went to your room, you could feel his gaze on you as you walked away, but he didn't say anything else to try to stop you. He's always been your favourite person, your safe place, but now it was something you hated and it made you feel so bad.

The next morning you woke up very earlier than usual, you had the morning shift but decide to get up before Andrew and have a walk going to the hospital. You didn't want to see him now and preferred to get some air. The city in the early morning it's something that hits different. After you took some time for yourself you arrived to the hospital and put on your scrubs. Some of your friends noticed that there was something wrong in your mood, but you just denied it and continued to focus on your work, then you found out that you and DeLuca were both assigned on Dr. Robbin's service.

"Amazing" you muttered to yourself in a sarcastic tone before walking in the patient's room where Andrew and Arizona were already waiting. You could feel his eyes on you for almost the whole time, this killed you. Before surgery you and him were alone scrubbing in together, the longest 5 minutes you've ever spent. Sometimes it seemed like he wanted to say something and break that silence, but nothing happened and the desire to disappear when he was around you increased more. You've been studying for this surgery a lot and you wouldn't have let distract yourself by worrying what was going on Andrew's mind everytime he looked at you. At least not now.

Time flew and you made it, luckily both of you stayed professional. You weren't sure if you now were ready to talk to him, but you haven't seen him anywhere after the surgery finished.

When you finally left to go home your attention had been caught by the sound of a horn, you looked up and noticed Andrew's car parked not very far from you. It was evening and you were too tired to walk home, that's why you decided to go to him and got into the car.

"Before you say anything, just caus-" you've been cut off by him kissing you, he grabbed your neck softly, closer to him and pressed his lips on yours in an intense kiss. When he pulled away a little smile lit up your face without you even realizing it.

"I'm sorry" he whispered. "I gave my worst all this time and I've been feeling like shit, you're the best thing that I got and I've just rejected you... really I'm so sorry, it's not true that I would prefer you to leave or spend time with someone else, I would do anything to have you with me" hearing these words made you feel the best ever, you've always felt the same about him. You smiled at him and he couldn't help to do the same. "Even if it's been all so stupid and confusing and well we acted like two babies sometimes.." you both chuckled softly. "I didn't want anything or anyone else, I just want you" his eyes softened and you smiled more.

"Fuck, you have no idea how much I've wanted to hear it from you all this time" you approached to kiss him again. "And yeah I want you too" you whispered in the kiss.

"Uh huh, fine, now stop talking" he smiled and kissed you back as intensly as before, his hand through your hair.

Finally all your days and evenings would have been definitely so much better from now.

[mysticficti0n]

Okay first of all I love your work😭 like it literally keeps me going!!

ANYWAYS! I had a request for a fluff tom fic where the reader and Tom are together and the reader is a ballerina and she comes home super tired from rehearsals n such and Tom just comforts her (I hope it makes sense😭) (maybe a lil suggestive👀👀 BUT YOU DONT HAVE TOO!) just an overall very cute and fluffy fic!! Idk i just thought I’d be cute😩

Thank uu :) <3

NO NO NO I LOVE THIS ITS SUCH A CUTE IDEA 🤭

(all my attention will be back soon but I'm taking time to do some request as I have so many and all you guys have such good ideas!)

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My little dancer

warnings- swearing, then just pure cutie Tom

words- 942

Lugging my bag up the stairs I finally breathed seeing my apartment door, ballet killed me today I didn't realise how stiff I'd feel after just stretching let alone doing the routine and now my whole body feels like- shit I feel like shit

I pulled my key from the pocket, stuffing it in to the keyhole and unlocked the door, the slight hum of the tv welcomed me in and the smell of something good cooking "Tom?" I called for my boyfriend, he was usually on the sofa or in the kitchen when round my place but he was in neither today. I placed my bag by the door and made my way to my bedroom, I pushed the door open to see him making the bed "hey babe" I went to him wrapping my arm around his waist

"WHAT THE FU-" he shouted not realising it was me "fuck Y/n I didn't know you would be back yet" he spun round taking me in his arms pressing a kiss to my forehead "how was it?"

"okay, I don't feel like I did that great though, after stretching my body went like a rock and I could barely hold a position then it came to doing my actual routine and- it was horrible, I'm surprised I wasn't pulled up after class for it" I huffed letting my head fall onto his chest again, feeling tears prick my eyes "its pathetic but I just feel so stupid I should've been able to do it" Tom's arms tightened softly around me, the warmth soothing the pains

"I think your to critical of yourself doll" I shook my head "see your doing it now- look why don't we just relax tonight, I don't need to be anywhere- you don't need to be anywhere, just me and you tonight, I'm making (Your fave food), so?"

"that sounds good" I sniffled looking up into his gentle brown eyes "thank you" I stood on my tip toes to reach his lips and press a small kiss to them, then a few more kisses just to be safe

"why don't you get changed- I can help if you want?" he wiggled his eyebrows looking back at me with a playful grin

"I can do that thank you, plus you need to be back in the kitchen Gordon Ramsey" I poked seeing the boy pout at my answer "well actually you do need to unzip my-" before I could even finish his fingers were pulling the zip down then pulling the leotard of my shoulders freeing my arms "thank you"

"no problem- I like that being my job every Wednesday" we laughed as his hands drew shapes on my bare back "okay, you change, I'll do food, then you?" a suggestive smirk lay hopeful on his face, his lip ring spinning as he played with it

"only if you make this (your favourite food) good" he pressed one last kiss to my lips and left the room, closing the door so I could get changed, I slipped into some baby pink shorts and one of my comfy shirts that went to just above my thighs, I quickly untied my hair and brushed it back to how it usually looks, lastly wiping away my make up I had to wear and went back into the living room, Tom was stood in the kitchen staring at the tv "it smells so good in here"

"ooh you look nice" I blushed at his words rolling my eyes "this is basically done so wanna eat now or wait?" I decided that I wanted to eat, I was so unbelievably hungry. Together we sat on my sofa, watching MTV and smiling when the band appeared on an advert

"aww look Tom!" I hummed seeing his old dreads as he rocked his head to whatever song was playing at the time, he smiled at me now with long black braids, he looked beautiful with either in my eyes. I finished my food and fell back into the sofa with a happy sigh "Tom that was literally amazing!" I grinned leaning over giving him a peck on the cheek then standing as I went to take our plates but he just looked blankly at me "I'll do dishes just pass it over"

"will you sit down" I knew this wasn't a question so I sat myself down and watched as Tom went to the sink dropping them all in, wiping his hands and came back to me "you told me you were hurting so why would I make you stand up and do more then you already have hm?" his back was against the arm of the chair, his one leg resting open on the pillows I took it as an opportunity to curl up to him, my body straddled his hips, hands around his neck and head resting on his collar bone

"I dunno" he laughed pressing a kiss to my head before lying down more to be comfy, as the tv played in the background I stayed entangled with the boy matching his breathing and relaxing into his body, his hands drew circles around my back and up to my shoulders, I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier, the world fading between sleep and reality. soon his hand fingers made its way to my hair, combing through it with ease over and over, I herd him speak but I couldn't make out the words as I finally closed my eyes and let sleep wash over me- I am so lucky to have Tom- was the last thing I thought to myself

[swifty-fox]

mr predictable in with "did you eat today?" however benny/ johnny to really keep u on ur toes

for those who do not know this is for OP's punk au that I'm literally waiting for like the rapture

cw: self harm, eating disorders, John Brady being a Mess, discussions of drug abuse, ocd in connection to food contamination

"Stop picking at it."

Johnny pauses, fingers curled under his shirt and a faint stinging spreading across his stomach. His fingertips feel damp and he shoots Benny a moody look. The pillows on their bed are soft and smell clean which means Benny's done laundry sometime in the last few days because Johnny sure as hell doesn't remember doing any.

"M not," He says, pulling his hand out and rubbing the blood from his nails

"You're gonna feel stupid if that scars," Benny says, pulling his head from blowing smoke out the window.

It wasn't that either of them really cared about smoking inside, but the landlord had threatened them if they took the batteries of the smoke detector one more time

"I'm not touching it," Johnny repeats stubbornly, rolls onto his stomach and tucks a pillow under his ribs, pressing against the scratched letters on the skin.

HOLLOW.

He felt a little stupid now, but it's not something he'll admit to anyone because if he was gonna snort whatever shit John put in front of him without asking what was in it he was going to take it like a man. Probably, it felt very existential and profound and stick-it-to-em at the time and he's pretty sure he even sterilized the pin. But now, his stomach just stings whenever he tries to wash in the shower and Benny keeps giving him concerned looks whenever they fuck and really it's more trouble than it might have been worth

"What'd you think of John's new groupie?"

It's a little bit cool. Richey Edwards had done it, so maybe it was kind of cool. A spiritual ode to the greats.

Or something.

"Think he's doing a great impression of a snow plow," Johnny says.

Benny snorts, and theres a dip in gravity and a creak of cheap boxsprings as he crawls onto the bed with Johnny. Something cold and beaded with condensation touches the back of his neck and he hisses, swiping back against the water bottle. Benny snickers and settles on Johnny's thighs, knees caging him easily. His fingers run up Johnny's sides, bumping along his ribs and cool lips press against his neck in replacement.

"If he's a snow plow what're you?" a finger hooks around Johnny's chain necklace, tugging lightly against the broad links.

"Tired," Johnny mutters.

Benny turns him, lifting onto his knees to allow for the movement of Johnny's body. Johnny huffs, going with the movement. He keeps his arms crossed above his head, frowns at Benny for all of a minute before he feels it shift so something a tad more gentle. Benny bends down to kiss him, tasting of menthols and cold water. Johnny opens up for him like he has for longer than it felt easy to think about.

Hands slip under Johnny's Ranger's hoodie, seeking and assessing and he nips Benny's lip in irritation but Benny's already abandoning him, pushing the blue fabric up to his armpits and tsking.

"I knew you were fucking with the scabs."

The neosporin is still on the nightstand where they'd left it, along with a half-finished packet of disinfectant wipes and an ashtray so caked with tar it had half molded to the cheap particle board. The wipes are as cold and stinging as Johnny remembers. He hisses, stomach jumping away from Benny's touch but the heavier man just holds him still.

Johnny watches him spread the neosporin, watches his frown deepen, eyes traveling over his skin. Johnny casts his eyes to the headboard, breathing through his nose with intention. His heart is racing and it makes him dizzy, it beats against the wall of his sternum with almost bruising force.

"Did you eat today?" Benny asks casually, placing a patchwork of bandaids over the worst of the irritation.

Johnny's hungry, in the sort of way where you feel it in your head rather than a physical pain. Crystal clear but surrounded by cotton. Where he felt sharp and horribly relaxed. It was better than checking every piece of food before it passes his lips, picking it apart into tiny pieces like a toddler might in the off chance there was something in it.

By the time he got through a meal sometimes it felt like he'd already digested the start of it.

He sits up, shoving Benny off him. The other man goes easy, never one for fighting back. He stood his ground sometimes, but somehow did it without ever putting up a fight. Johnny swings his feet over the side of the bed. He doesn't like lying to Benny, found it difficult to lie to most people really, but Benny especially was hard because he's pretty sure Benny wouldn't resent him for it. And that just made the whole attempt unsatisfying.

"I don't -" He clucks his tongue, feels a few bandaids loosen and peel away from his stomach, "It's-"

"Jack."

"Can't you just leave it be?"

Benny's thumb smooths behind the shell of Johnny's ear, brushing the short hairs there. He shoves the other man off, takes a ragged breath.

"If you don't want to be with someone sick the door is right there."

He says the words before they're really considered and part of him doesn't know where they come from. It's not something he'd been ruminating on, really. He gave Benny enough self-agency to know the man wouldn't be here if he damn well didn't want to be. But even that doesn't erase the simple fact of the matter. John Brady was not a simple kind of person to share a life with.

"That," Benny says slowly, "isn't even remotely the conversation I was trying to have here."

Johnny stands, resting a palm against one of the brick support beams of the apartment at the sudden headrush, "I'm not changing, so if that's not-"

"I'm not asking you to change, I'm asking if you've eaten today."

"Does it turn you on to have this same fight every couple of weeks?"

"I'm here," Benny answers. "Having it."

Johnny exhales sharply, taps quick fingers against his thigh.

"If you want to sit here and argue about it all night I can do that. If you want to sit here and pick apart every speck of food until it's safe I'll put on Band of Brothers or some other war documentary you like and we'll make a night of it."

Johnny groans and tips his head to the ceiling, presses the hells of his palms to his eyes and claws desperately at the fading threads of his anger.

Benny shrugs, "Your choice. But I'm definitely not walking out that door, asshole."

[evilhagspage]

I love you, too.

Sam Winchester x fem!reader

warnings: allusions to sex, a few swears, she/her pronouns, use of y/n, written in first person

A/N: hey y'all! here is another little Sam scenario rattling around my old noggin. this takes place around season 6, after the whole soul shtuff. enjoy!

I'm standing in the dark kitchen at Bobby's house, pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I couldn't sleep, which is pretty par for the course these days, but especially since Sam woke up.

Sam and I have a complicated history. Dean and I have always been close, but me and Sam have always been...different. Long, stolen glances, sharing beds in shitty motels, staying up for hours just talking. Sam has always been my best, best friend. And truthfully, I have always been in love with him.

In between the sweet times have been some really, really difficult times. Times where Sam has completely shut me out, like when he went to college. Times when he was addicted to demon blood and SLEEPING with a literal demon while his brother was in Hell. After she betrayed him, he spent a while in Hell himself after allowing Lucifer to possess him. And, most recently, when he was traipsing around sans soul, hooking up with anything that had a pulse.

That is, until Dean struck a deal with Death, in which he returned Sam's soul. When he did this, Death constructed a wall in Sam's mind to keep him from remembering his time in Hell. This was a very strenuous process, which left Sam unconscious for quite a while. Until he woke up in Bobby's basement with no memory of the past year.

I jump and spin around at the sound of feet creeping up behind me, ripping me from my thoughts.

"Woah, it's just me...sorry," Sam says with his hands lifted up in a "please don't hurt me" gesture, a smirk on his face.

"Jesus, you scared me," I breathe out, clutching my chest as I heave from the scare. An awkward moment passes between us. A moment full of unanswered questions, unsaid truths. Sam clears his throat as he moves towards the sink, grabbing himself a glass of water. I stand leaning against the counter, silently munching on my midnight snack and stealing glances at him.

"So, uh, what are you doing up?" he asks.

"Couldn't sleep. You?"

"Yeah, me neither."

Another beat of silence passes.

"Y/N...I'm so sorry," he says almost breathless. I turn to him, a somber look on my face. "Sam..." I whisper.

"No, no, please. I mean it. I am so, so sorry. The way I treated you? The shit I put you through? You deserve to, to beat me to a pulp, you deserve to scream and berate me. But you're still here. You're still here, Y/N. I don't deserve your forgiveness. I know that. So I just need you to hear me say I am so, so sorry."

As I take in his words, I will myself to not cry. I can't ignore the squeezing in my chest, the ache of the past betrayal I felt from him. Even still, hope soars through my heart at his apology.

"Sam...I can't deny that you hurt me. You broke my heart," I begin, taking a shuddering breath before braving eye contact. He's looking towards the ground, nodding his head in agreement. "But, for some reason, I can't seem to shake you. Call it self destruction, call is stupidity, I don't know. But I do know that I love you. I love you in a different way than your brother. I always have. I know that you feel it. You're too smart not to," I finish with a chuckle, Sam hanging onto my every word like a believer listening to a revered reverand recite the holy scriptures.

"Y/N..." Sam breathes, stepping closer to me. "I-I love you too," He smiles, stuttering like a nervous school boy. I almost chuckle out loud, a swell of pride rising through me at the thought that I reduced the gentle giant to a flushed mess.

This kiss is a world of different from the first. We're hungry, chasing each other's mouth and running our hands up and down the other person's body. It's frenzied, selfishly taking what we want from each other to make up for lost time. Years of pining, years of stolen glances and lingering touches, of midnight conversations that last until dawn, years of dancing around the truth.

"Sam..." I sober up as he crowds me against the counter, his hand coming up to brush a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Can I show you? Can I show you how sorry I am?" he asked in a sincere, husky voice.

"Please," I all but beg. I run my hands up his strong arms and tilt my head up to his, before his warm, soft lips press against mine. The kiss is soft, chaste, and full of love. He pulls back for a moment, locking eyes with me before grabbing my face in his hands and kissing me with all of his might.

He hoists me up onto the counter, fitting himself between my legs. I run my hands through his hair, making him groan into my mouth. Oh, I am so remembering that for later, I think to myself. When we finally pull apart, he rests his forehead against mine and we both gasp for air.

"So, uh, is it safe to assume you forgive me?" he asks cheekily.

"Mmm, I don't know baby. I think you still have some grovelling to do," I reply mischeviously, biting my bottom lip and looking up at him. Sam's eyes grow dark, before he scoops me off of the counter and carries me up the stairs.

***

The next morning, Sam and Dean are sitting at the the kitchen table, already having newspapers and books strewn about, researching a new case. I make my way down the stairs, still in my pajamas and blissfully unaware of the state of my hair. Sam looks up and stifles a laugh, while Dean gives me a low whistle.

"Did you rest well, Sleeping Beauty?" he teases.

"Actually, no. I didn't get much sleep at all," I reply honestly with another yawn, while Sam fails to hide a (cocky) knowing smile. I fix myself a cup of coffee, before walking up behind Sam, running my hand through his hair at the nape of his neck. "Ugh, it's too early for that gnarly shit, baby," I grimace, looking over his shoulder at the crime scene photos he had pulled up on his computer. I sit down next to him and stretch my legs out across his lap, beginning to rifle through the newspapers on the table.

A few beats pass before we notice Dean has been staring at us with one of those sassy, blank glances, complete with a set jaw and furrowed brows. "We gonna talk about it or am I just supposed to pretend I didn't see that?"

Sam looks up, a confused look on his face and replies, "What do you mean?"

Dean scoffs. "I mean that whole domestic PDA shit. Yesterday y'all were hardly speaking to each other."

"What? We made up," I shrug non comittally.

Dean quizically looks between us and our complete non-chalant attitude before stuttering out, "So, so what...does this mean you guys are...like...together?? or something??"

"Yeah, Dean. We are, like, 'together'. This is seeming like a difficult concept for you to understand for some reason. We love each other, and like I said, we made up," I finish, smiling slightly as I tease Dean mercilessly.

Sam laughs as Dean gives me a look that says 'what the hell did she say to me?' before Bobby's voice echoes through the kitchen.

"The next time y'all decide to 'make up' mind giving me a heads up so I can use my industrial strength ear plugs? I'm scarred for damn life."

Sam's face flushes to his ears and Dean bursts out laughing before extending his hand to me. I match his giggles as I dap him up, before soothingly rubbing Sam's shoulder. Bobby shakes his head as pulls a beer out of the fridge and removes himself from the situation.

"Sorry, baby," I coo before laying a sweet kiss on his cheek, doing nothing to tame the blush on his cheeks.

"Who knew you were such a dog, Sammy!" Dean cackles at his embarrassed face as he moves back to his book.

[rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos]

CARMEN SANDIEGO INCORRECT QUOTES ULTIMATE EDITION! {WARNING! THERE ARE SHIPS. NO ELABORATION}

Shadowsan: I didn't drink that much last night. Carmen: You were flirting with Chase. Shadowsan: So what? They're my partner. Carmen: You asked if they were single. Carmen: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

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Zack: Hey, Carmen you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. Carmen: Have you ever been to a mortuary? Zack: Yea, my grandma lives there. Julia: That is the worst response to that question.

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Zack: I may be stupid. The Squad: … Zack: Oh, did you think I was going to finish that sentence?

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Hideo: Suhara, what are you doing? Shadowsan: Making chocolate pudding. Hideo: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding? Shadowsan: Because I've lost control of my life. Shadowsan: Here's your pudding, Julia. Julia: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

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Hideo: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off? Carmen: What? No, I— Chase: enters room Hideo: jaw clenches

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Carmen: Go on, give Zack a compliment. Ivy: How do you expect me to do that? Player: Just say something that you wish someone would say to you. Ivy: Uhh… You are now unbanned from Free Ham Sandwich Day! Zack, sobbing: Nobody’s ever said that to me before!

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Chase: holding a salt packet It’s just a little sodium chloride. Julia: Actually Chase, it’s salt. Chase: That’s what I said, sodium chloride. Julia: Uh Chase, that would be salt. Julia: takes salt packer from Chase This is iodized table salt, which in addition to sodium chloride contains anti-caking agents and potassium iodate, which is added to prevent iodine deficiency. So not only are you being overly pretentious by insisting on using scientific terminology for everyday items, you are factually wrong. Your arrogance is your downfall, you annoying little shit.

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Shadowsan, holding an antique bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume? Zack: grabs and chugs the entire bottle Zack: Zack: It's perfume.

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Chase: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos. Julia: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?

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Professor Maelstrom: Dr. Bellum, are you drinking… drinking hydrogen peroxide?! Dr. Bellum: It says H2O2! That means it’s the sequel to water!

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Brunt: You disgust me. Cleo: eating a kitkat sideways I realize this and don’t care.

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Brunt: looks over Dr. Bellum’s shoulder at their laptop What the fuck? Dr. Bellum: slams screen shut It’s just research! For something I’m writing about! I swear that’s it! Brunt: Why the hell would that involve the breeding habits of frogs? Dr. Bellum: It’s not just “frogs”, it’s the Surinam Toad. And it’s not “breeding habits”, it’s how they raise their young. This is important information my audience needs to know! Brunt: That doesn’t change the fact this is for one line in a fanfiction. Dr. Bellum, offendedly: You don’t know that! Brunt: I hear no denial.

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Dr. Bellum: This food is too hot… I cant eat it. Cleo: You’re very hot, and I still eat you. Everyone at the table: silence Brunt: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING! Professor Maelstrom: One dinner… I just want ONE DINNER!

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Dr. Bellum: When I first got my autism diagnosis, my first thought was “woah… it’s canon” and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Cleo made me get tested.

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Professor Maelstrom: Is Cleo always like this when they lose? Dr. Bellum: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015. Cleo: You bumped that table and you know it!

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Cleo: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake. Brunt: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for Dr. Bellum. Cleo, pointing their hot glue gun towards Brunt: You’re on thin fucking ice.

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Dr. Bellum is shopping with Cleo Dr. Bellum: Can I get a silenced pistol? Cleo: If there’s one on sale.

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Dr. Bellum: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

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Professor Maelstrom: You use humor to deflect your trauma. Brunt: Awww, thanks- Professor Maelstrom: That’s not a good thing. Brunt: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

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Dr. Bellum: How petty can you get? Cleo: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

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Dr. Bellum: I drink to forget but I always remember. Professor Maelstrom: You're drinking orange juice.

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Carmen: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Ivy: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD Carmen: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING ZACK WITH ME Shadowsan, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

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Carmen, setting down a card: Ace of spades Ivy, pulling out an Uno card: +4 Zack, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you Shadowsan, trembling: What are we playing

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Carmen: Dammit, Zack! Zack: What?! It wasn’t me! Carmen: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Ivy! Ivy: Not me either. Carmen: Oh...Then who set the house on fire? Shadowsan: whistles

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Vlad: You should really cover your webcam with something, what if someone's watching? Boris: Huh, really? I probably have a sticker or something if that would do. Vlad: Sure, sure- Vlad: ...Why do you have a sticker of me? Boris: Oh, it's just one of the spares. Vlad: ...Spares?

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Boris: *running towards Vlad with open arms* Vlad: *moves out of the way* Boris: Hey, why'd you move?! Vlad: I thought you were going to attack me. Boris: I was going to hug you! Vlad: Why would you hug me? Boris: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

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Boris: As top in this relationship, I think we should- Vlad: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

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Boris: Cheers to our new "YAKT". Vlad: the "c" is silent. Boris, staring out at the horizon: Yes, it's very tranquil. You're right.

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Vlad: Wow, Boris, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Boris: We literally slept together yesterday. Vlad: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Hacker: Remember, when burying a body, make sure to cover it with endangered plants so it’s illegal to dig up! Hacker: Make sure to follow me for more gardening tips!

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Ivy, seeing a banana on the car seat: What the FUCK?? Ivy, buckling the banana up: Fucking buckle UP, it’s the LAW!

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Zack: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Zack: Wait, if baby oil dissolves condoms, what does it do to babies? Shadowsan: Believe it or not, babies and condoms are made of different materials. Carmen: It’s like rock paper scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby. Ivy: Rock also defeats baby.

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Chase: I am a responsible adult! Julia: raises brow Chase: I am an adult.

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Ivy, grinning: Before you were what? Julia: Before I was- Ivy: What? Julia: Before I was inter- Ivy: Before you were interrupted? Julia: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll- Ivy: What? Julia: makes frustrated sound Shadowsan, nervously: Stop that. Before they hurt you.

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Ivy: Where are you going? Hideo: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

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Shadowsan: I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I’m somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

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Chase: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming? Shadowsan: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"? Ivy: Ya know… it might be.

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Zack: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Dash Haber: What- how? Zack: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

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Young Shadowsan: I am a ninja. Young Hideo: No, you’re not. Young Shadowsan: Did you see me do that? Young Hideo: Do what? Young Shadowsan: Exactly.

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Young Hideo: Suhara-kun, you're testifying in an aggravated assault case tomorrow, and the D.A. is worried about how you'll present yourself on the stand. Young Shadowsan: Why? I'm fine on the stand! flashback to Testimony #1 Young Shadowsan: Look, I'll make this real simple so even these dumdums can understand. Young Shadowsan, to the jury: MAN DID CRIME. flashback to Testimony #2 Young Shadowsan: I'm sorry, could you make her stop doing that weird thing with her face? Defense Attorney, next to the crying defendant: …Crying? flashback to Testimony #3 Young Shadowsan: And when this is over, I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna break those little fingers. Judge: Could the witness please stop threatening the stenographer?

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Zack: Ivy, I screwed up, big time. Ivy: Zack, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

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Shadowsan: Zack is forbidden from monologuing.

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Shadowsan: Turns on the kitchen light Zack: Sitting at the table, eating bread Shadowsan: It’s four in the morning. Zack: Turn the light back off.

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At a zoo Zack: What are they in for? Player: Zack, this isn't prison. Zack: So they can leave? Player: No, but- Zack, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

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Young Shadowsan: Fight me! Young Hideo, standing behind them and holding a knife: mouths Do not.

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Shadowsan: What’s sexting? Ivy: I'm not having this conversation with you.

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After picking Zack up from Denny's Shadowsan: I should've left you on that street corner where you were standing. Zack: But ya' didn't!

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Shadowsan: Did it hurt when you fell- Chase: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Shadowsan: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. Chase: … Shadowsan: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

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Carmen: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Zack will and will not eat. Player: Grass? Yes! Carmen: Moss? Yes!! Player: Leaves? Ohh, yes! Carmen: Shoelaces? Strange but true! Player: Worms? Sometimes! Carmen: Rocks? Usually nah. Player: Twigs? Usually! Carmen: Ivy's cooking? Inconclusive! Julia: How did you… test this? Carmen: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it. Julia: … I don’t know how to feel about this. Ivy: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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Chase: I’ve been here in jail so long I think I’ve lost my mind. Chase: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months. Chase: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year? Shadowsan: This is Monopoly.

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Carmen: Holding up a picture of a seemingly young anime girl WHO IS SHE?! IS SHE TWELVE?! Player: No! She's a thousand years ol- Carmen: Plays the reverse card on Uno Online Player: NO! NOOOOOOOOOO-!

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Zack: There is no i in happyness… Chase: There is if you fucking spell it right.

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Roundabout: That's not funny. Dr Bellum: I thought it was funny. Roundabout: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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Prof. Maelstrom: What do we say when life disappoints us? Countess Cleo: Called it! Prof. Maelstrom: No.

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Dr Bellum: Can you name a single city in Oklahoma? Coach Brunt: Oklahoma City, bitch!

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Dr Bellum: Look, I know we don’t always see eye to eye but— Coach Brunt: That's because you're too short to do so. Dr Bellum: …Listen here you fucking—

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playing twister Coach Brunt: Right hand red. Countess Cleo: ends up on top of Dr Bellum Dr Bellum: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Coach Brunt: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

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Prof. Maelstrom: Is it still visible? Where Lady Dokuso slapped me? Roundabout: Your face looks like a don't walk signal. Coach Brunt: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box. Countess Cleo: A palm reader could tell Lady Dokuso's future by looking at your face. Dr Bellum: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face. Prof. Maelstrom: …A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.

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Dr Bellum, to Countess Cleo: We had a date! Dr Bellum: aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book

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Roundabout: So, how long have you and Countess Cleo been together? Lady Dokuso: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Countess Cleo and I are not together. No. No. Roundabout: Really? Sixteen ‘nos’? Really?

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Coach Brunt: Gunnar told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

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Tigress: I know you love them. El Topo: I am not in love with Jean-Paul! Tigress, staring at El Topo: I never said who… El Topo: realizes El Topo: Shit. Well, anyways-

Hacker: Uhh.. Mime Bomb just asked if we want to… Hacker: “Fell the mighty before their time and display their carcasses in our homes?” Neil the Eel, not even looking up from their phone: They’re asking if you wanna cut down Christmas Trees. Hacker: Oh, that makes more sense.

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Tigress, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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Paper Star: Hey guys, what are your favorite kinds of pudding? Tigress: Pudding deez nuts in your mouth? Is that what you were about to say? Do you gain joy from tricking your innocent cohorts? What if I actually wanted to tell you about my favorite pudding?

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Hacker: I have a problem. Tigress: Kill it. Hacker: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

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Paper Star: Why are you wearing glasses? Neil the Eel: Errr…reading…? Paper Star: Reading? Paper Star: I didn’t know you could read.

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El Topo: Can you please just apologize to Neil? Le Chevre: Fine, but I have to warn you that this may make me a nicer, better person and that is not who you feel in love with.

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Carmen: What's an orgasm?

Ivy: When you fold paper to look like birds and shit.

Zack: That's oregano bitch.

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Player: Sorry I was late I was zoomed in on Google Maps following a river from source to mouth.

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Player and Carmen are texting

Player: You're only gonna catch feelings and get hurt

Carmen: But she's. So funny

Player: So are clowns. Do you see me texting Chuck E Cheese everyday

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Shadowsan: OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT?! TIME OUT! GET ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE! GET UP THERE! Carmen: Climbing THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!!

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Zack: I don’t remember that. Chase: Do you remember that night last week when you slept in a revolving door? Zack: …No. Chase: Okay, do you remember when you were chased by those wild dogs for two miles? Zack: Not especially, no. Chase: It was in between those two things.

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Carmen: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. Ivy: But are you shuffling? Carmen: Everyday. Shadowsan: What language are you two speaking??

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Brotherly Bickering going on here

Shadowsan: I intend to stay pissed at you forever. Shadowsan: Even if I seem helpful. Hideo: Then you're in luck. Hideo: Because you don't.

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Zack: I love cooking breakfast. It makes the whole house smell like bacon. Shadowsan: That’s true, but it also smells like fire and panic. Zack: You and the smoke detector need to get off my case.

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Zack: Why do you act like we’re three year olds? Shadowsan, exasperated: WHY?!? Shadowsan points at Ivy: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR! Shadowsan points at Chase: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK! Shadowsan points at Zack: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND! Shadowsan: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????

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Zack: Reverse tooth fairy where you leave money under your pillow and the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a bunch of teeth. Ivy: Why? Zack, shaking a bag of teeth: Just because.

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Shadowsan: What's this? Chase, hugging Shadowsan: Affection! Shadowsan: Disgusting. Shadowsan: …Do it again.

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Maelstrom: That's a nice arguement, Brunt. Why don't you back it up with a source? Brunt: My source is that I made it the fuck up!

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Maelstrom: Time sensitive question how flirt boy. Saira: Throw rocks at he. Brunt: Hot Dogs. Cleo: Kill him. Maelstrom: Thanks guys.

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Boris: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Vlad: I wrote you a poem. Boris, already crying: You did?

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Boris: Wow, they really hate us. Vlad: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic. Boris: But we’re not gay, Vlad. Vlad: Boris: Vlad: We’re not?

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Zack: Two bros! Zack: Chillin' in a hot tub! Zack: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

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Dash: I want to kiss you. Zack, not paying attention: What? Dash: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

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Dash walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Zack, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK. Zack, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

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Neil : Mimebomb and I are no longer friends. Mimebomb, Signing: NEIL THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

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Neil and Mimebomb are in Paris. Neil : I'm…moved. I…I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel…destiny? Mimebomb, Signing: But… Neil : I don't know what it is. I feel like… I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and… Mimebomb, Signing: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? Neil : Yeah. Mimebomb, Signing: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. Neil : Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. Mimebomb, Signing: Okay, alright.

AND THAT''S THE END. Or is it....?

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

From Hell to Home to Back Again

Summary: At the talent show, Chrissy Cunningham is so hungry that she nearly collapses. When she's found by Hopper, her parents ended up losing custody of her. She ends up being placed in the care of the Hendersons, and she finally finds the family she so desperately needed. She also ends up falling in love. What other changes are made in this alternate universe?

@emen-98 @1lostsoul0fishbowl @vulpixsworld

Prologue . . . Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

There wasn't much they could do after that, especially when Claudia came home. Robin had panicked and lied, saying that they heard about Mews, that they wanted to help. She was so touched by that that she made them all hot chocolate. That was basically her answer to everything. . .hot chocolate with a sprinkling of cinnamon. Sometimes, it did help. They all gathered in Chrissy's bedroom to discuss their options after eating dinner and watching TV with an upset Claudia. She ended up going to bed early after she made them hot chocolate. Chrissy watched one by one as everyone filtered into her room and touched Wilbur's snout.

"Hey, Wilbur, you want some hot chocolate?" Eddie asked.

"No! Eddie! He's allergic to cinnamon!" Chrissy exclaimed.

"Oh, shit, that's right. Sorry, man, I forgot," Eddie said and squinted his eyes at him. "Or did you make me forget?"

"It's a little porcelain figurine, Munson," Steve scoffed. "It can't do anything."

"It's Wilbur!" Everyone else exclaimed.

"Wilbur can do anything he wants to," Eddie said.

"I believe in you, Wilbur," Chrissy cooed. "Steve, apologize to Wilbur."

"Seriously?" Steve asked.

"Steve! It's bad luck to be mean to Wilbur. Trust me, I was mean him, and then I had a really terrible day," Dustin said.

"You had a terrible day because you hid a feral raccoon in your room," Chrissy said. "And it messed all over the place."

"Okay, fine! Wilbur, I'm sorry for being mean to you. Of course, you can do anything," Steve said as he talked to the pig.

"I can't believe you just did that. You looked so stupid," Chrissy giggled.

"Oh, you're hilarious," Steve said and hit her with one of her pillows.

They threw pillows and blankets onto the floor of her room before sitting down with their hot chocolate. It was quiet between them all as they drank and looked at the floor thoughtfully.

"We have to find him," Dustin said.

"How?" Eddie asked.

"Well, Chrissy's powers, of course," Dustin said. "El used hers to find Will, Chrissy, and Barb in the Upside Down. She was low on juice, so we had to use a sensory deprivation tank, a homemade one. I don't think we're going to need that. Something to cover her eyes, silence, and static from the radio."

"Well, what if my powers aren't exactly like El's?" Chrissy asked.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," Dustin replied.

Chrissy hummed as she sipped her hot chocolate and leaned against Eddie. She rubbed her hand over his knee before playing with a piece of black thread. After they all finished their hot chocolate, Chrissy sat crossed legged in the middle of the room. Eddie knelt beside her and tied his bandana around her head, his fingers brushing against the back of her neck. Eddie leaned over her and gave her a soft kiss before pulling back.

"You've got this," Eddie said. "Witch."

"Freak," Chrissy grinned.

They turned the radio to an empty station, and Chrissy let the sound wash over her as everyone in the room kept quiet. For a moment, nothing happened, and then Chrissy was in what they called the void. There was nothing around her but darkness and water beneath her feet. She thought about Dart, and for a moment, she had seen him, tunneling his way underneath Hawkins. But then she lost him.

"Chrissy. . ."

That was the voice from her nightmares, who always called out to her from the darkness. How was he calling out to her here?

"Chrissy, this doesn't involve you, not yet. I'm not ready for you," the man's voice said. "When I am, you will be mine. We'll see each other soon."

Suddenly, it was like someone had pushed her out, and she was falling. Chrissy gasped as she fell backward into someone's arms. Someone yanked off the bandana and pressed it to her bleeding nose.

"Well?" Dustin asked.

"I couldn't find him. I tried to. . .but it was like someone was pushing me out of the void," Chrissy said. "I don't - there was a voice. . ."

Eddie wrapped his arms around his shaking girlfriend, pressing his cheek against the top of her head.

"Okay, well, does anyone else have any other plans?" Eddie asked.

They had spent most of the night trying to come up with a plan to find Dart. It wasn't the best plan, but it was the only thing they could think of. The next day, the group bought buckets of bloody meat and drove to the train tracks, leading to the junkyard. They would drop trails of bloody meat on the tracks, hoping Dart would follow them all the way to the junkyard where they would be waiting for him. It was where they were now, and after finally getting in contact with Lucas, he would be meeting them there.

"Oh, this is so disgusting. I don't want to do this. I'm leaving," Robin grimaced.

"Well, I suppose we could let Dart attack the town," Eddie said.

"Ugh, fine," Robin sighed.

"So, let me get this straight. You kept something potentially dangerous in order to impress a girl whom you just met?" Steve asked Dustin in disbelief.

"Dustin!" Chrissy exclaimed.

"That isn't how you impress a girl, man," Eddie said.

"How'd you impress Chrissy?" Dustin asked.

"Man, after all this time, I still don't know. Sheer dumb luck?" Eddie asked, and Chrissy giggled. "All I know is that is definitely not the way to go."

"Anyway! That's grossly oversimplyfing things, Steve," Dustin said.

"Why would a girl like a slug anyway?" Steve asked.

"Hey, girls could like slugs if they wanted to. I mean, this girl doesn't, but other girls, sure," Robin said. "Don't be sexist, Steven."

"Yeah, Steve, don't be sexist," Dustin grinned. "Besides, it's an interdimensional slug. It's awesome."

"Well, even if she thought it was cool, which she didn't, I just. . .I just think you're trying too hard," Steve said.

"Well, not everyone can have your perfect hair, alright?" Dustin said.

"It's not about the hair, man," Steve said.

"I don't know, man, that hair is pretty magnetic," Eddie said teasingly.

"Shut up, Munson," Steve replied, smirking and turning to Dustin with a sigh. "A year ago, I probably would have some stupid shit about how with girls you have to pretend like you don't care. That's clearly not the way to go. I think there needs to be a balance. You don't want to lay all your cards on the table, but give her a little something that's not going to scare her away and then slowly reveal everything over time."

"Then what?" Dustin asked.

"Then you wait until you feel it," Steve said.

"Feel what?" He asked.

"It's like before it's going to storm, you can feel it, like this electricity," Steve said.

"Oh, like in the electromagnetic field when the clouds in the atmosphere - "

"No. . .no. . .no, like sexual electricity," he said.

"Oh."

"You feel that, and then you make your move," Steve said.

"That's when you kiss her?" Dustin asked.

"Woah, woah! Slow down, Romeo!" Steve exclaimed. "Sure, some girls want you to be aggressive, you know, strong, hot and heavy like. . . Like a . . ."

"Like a lion?"

"Yeah," Steve said. "But others, you know, you got to be slow and stealthy like a ninja."

"What type of girl is Nancy?" Dustin asked.

"Nancy's different. She's different than the other girls," Steve said.

"Yeah, she seems pretty special," Dustin said.

"Yeah," Steve agreed.

"But this girl is special too. . .there's something about her," Dustin said.

"Are you falling for her?" Steve asked.

"I don't know," Dustin shrugged.

"Hey, don't try to grow up too fast, alright? You've got plenty of time for that later," Steve said.

"In our line of work?" Dustin asked.

"Hey, we're going to be just fine, butthead," Steve said and knocked the hat down over his eyes.

Chrissy smiled at both of them, and for a moment, she was tempted to steal Steve away from Nancy with Eddie. In another life, she could see Steve and Eddie together. Maybe she would have been with Nancy or Heather. In another life, though, in someone else's story. She could have ended up with Steve, too, if their parents hadn't tried to force them together. Chrissy smiled at Eddie, looking at Steve and Dustin ever so softly. No, this was who she was supposed to be with in this life, and she didn't doubt that Eddie knew that too. He looked over at her, and his grin widened. She leaned against him, pressing her cheek against his shoulder. Eddie kissed her forehead.

"I fucking miss Ronnie," Robin sighed. "On the other hand, I'm glad she's not here."

"Yeah, me too," Eddie said.

After Steve revealed his hair care secrets to everyone, they made it to the junkyard. Lucas made it just a minute later with a redheaded girl in tow.

"I said medium well!" Lucas exclaimed.

"The bloodier, the better!" Chrissy exclaimed.

"Who's that?" Steve asked.

"That's Max Mayfield, the girl I was telling you about," Dustin said.

"I think that's Hargrove's stepsister, I saw her get into his car," Robin said.

"Shit," Eddie said.

"You told her?" Dustin asked.

"You told Eddie?" Lucas asked.

"Chrissy told Eddie!" Dustin yelled.

"Chrissy told Eddie because someone kept a goddamn baby demogorgon in his room!" Eddie exclaimed.

"Let's just get to work!" Steve exclaimed.

As the others began to secure the bus to hide in, Dustin and Lucas hid behind a car to hide in. Eddie and Chrissy watched in amusement as Steve scolded them before stomping back over to the others.

"The kids misbehaving, Mama?" Eddie asked.

"Don't call me that," Steve scowled.

"It's tough," Chrissy said.

"Tell me about it," Steve sighed, rolling his eyes at Eddie.

"I gave my mom problems too when she first adopted me," Chrissy grinned, and Eddie laughed.

"Oh, not you too," Steve sighed.

"Sounds like Mama needs a nap," Robin said, popping her head out of the bus and looking down at them.

"Okay, what about me makes you think I'm a mom?" Steve asked as he put his hands on hips.

"Hmm, it might be your child bearing hips," Eddie winked.

"Or your stance," Chrissy giggled.

"The yellow dish gloves don't help either," Eddie said.

"It's just your entire aura," Robin said. "It just screams mommy material."

"Or it could be because Dustin has now imprinted on you like a baby duck," Chrissy laughed.

"You guys are hilarious," Steve sighed loudly.

"I think they are," Max laughed.

"Max, right?" Chrissy asked.

"Yeah," Max said. "Chrissy, right? You're Dustin's sister."

"Yeah," Chrissy said. "Sorry, Lucas got you involved in all of this. He really shouldn't have."

"I'm not even sure I really believe him," Max sighed.

"It is the kind of thing you have to see to believe," Eddie said. "Eddie Munson, by the way."

Max stared at him and then at the pins on his vest. She stared at him doubtfully for a moment, and it took Chrissy a minute to realize what Max might have been thinking.

"He's nothing like your dickhead stepbrother," Chrissy said and paused. "If that's what you were thinking. I know that doesn't really mean anything because you don't know us, but you'll pick that up as you go. He's an asshole for sure, but he's got heart, and he looks out for people."

"Right," Max said softly, but she still looked unsure.

"I'm going to prove it to you, Mayfield," Eddie said, flashing his dimples at her. "I'm nothing more than Chrissy's cuddly Eddie bear who happens to be deathly afraid of spiders."

He shuddered, and the corner of Max's mouth turned up slightly. She shoved her sleeves up and picked up the metal sheet. Chrissy's eyes fell on a bruise that was on her wrist. It was as though someone had held on tightly. Chrissy would know. She had been given enough of those from her birth mother to recognize that bruise on Max's arm.

"Did Billy do that?" Chrissy asked without thinking.

Max huffed, yanked her sleeve down, and stormed into the bus. Chrissy sighed and closed her eyes. Of course, he did, and of course Max wouldn't want to answer.

"I'm going to fucking kill him, Chrissy. That's it, I'm going to jail for murder," Eddie said.

"Oh, baby, let's just focus on the task at hand," Chrissy said with a sigh and rubbed his shoulder. "We'll do everything we can to help her out later."

Once they reinforced the bus and dumped the meat, they climbed aboard to wait. Her brother was staring moodily at Max and Lucas, who seemed pretty close now. Chrissy looked at her brother in sympathy and caught his eye.

"Focus," Chrissy mouthed. "Breathe."

Dustin nodded and started doing his breathing exercises before sitting down next to Steve. Eddie smirked and caught Steve’s eye with a wave of his hand.

"Mama," Eddie mouthed and acted like he was cradling a baby.

Steve flipped him off, and Eddie cackled before cupping his hands under his chin as though he was begging for it. Steve smiled and shook his head, flipping his lighter.

"So, you really fought one of these things before?" Max asked. "And you're totally sure it wasn't a bear?"

"Shit, don't be an idiot. It wasn't a bear," Lucas said.

"Why are you even here if you don't believe us?" Dustin snapped. "Just go home."

"Dusty! That was rude!" Chrissy scolded.

"Geesh, someone's cranky," Max said. "Past your bedtime?"

Lucas and Max moved to the top of the bus to watch from above. It worried Chrissy to no end, and every so often, she looked at the roof to keep an eye on them. They weren't that far away, and everything was so quiet that it wasn't hard to hear what she was saying to Lucas. Her parents got divorced, and her when her mom married her stepdad, they wanted a fresh start away from her dad. Billy hadn't been too happy about his new family, but he couldn't take it out on Max's mom, so she became his target for his anger.

"I know I can be a jerk like him sometimes, but I don't want to be like him. Ever," Max said. "I guess I'm angry, too. . ."

It broke Chrissy's heart that this girl thought that because she was angry that she was anything like her abusive older stepbrother. Dustin's shoulder slumped, and he looked guilty now. Judging by the looks that Robin, Steve, and Eddie were sharing, they were planning something nefarious for Billy. Chrissy had never seen them look so dark before. Eddie was about to open his mouth to say something when they heard a loud growling sound from outside.

"Lucas, what's going on?" Dustin asked.

"Hold on!" Lucas exclaimed. "I've got eyes on him! Ten o'clock!"

They watched a shadowy figure move through the fog. It was hard to tell. It could have been anything, but Chrissy knew that it wasn't. She could feel it. The demogorgon wasn't taking the bait. The kids were now back in the bus and watching from the windows. Steve stepped outside of the bus.

"Steve!" Robin hissed.

"Stay on the bus," he told her. "And get ready."

"Steve!" Chrissy exclaimed.

"What's he doing?" Max asked.

"Expanding the menu," Eddie said.

"Come on, buddy," Steve said as he twirled the bat. "Come on, dinner time. Human tastes better than cat."

"He's crazy," Max said.

"He's awesome," Dustin said.

Chrissy moved to get closer to the door when Eddie stopped her.

"Woah, what are you doing?" Eddie asked.

"Helping Steve," she said.

"What the fuck?" Eddie hissed. "Baby, no!"

"I'm not going to let him face that thing out there alone when I have the power to help him," Chrissy said. "Eddie, I'll be fine. You and Robin stay with the kids."

Chrissy kissed him deeply and released herself from his grasp. She left the bus and stood beside Steve. He didn't look surprised to see her. He knew her too well. Suddenly, though, it wasn't just Dart, or maybe Dart wasn't there at all. Either way, Steve and Chrissy were surrounded by demogorgons. It felt strange not having the comfort of Will there or not being able to sense him since she unlocked her powers again. This time, she wasn't waiting around for people to rescue her. This time, she was on the outside. She flung her hand out and sent one of the demogorgons back, blood gushing from her nose as she used her power. While she was focused on one, Steve was focused on the other. They worked, back to back, to fight the monsters off. It was going to take everything she had to kill these fucking things. Chrissy was already growing weaker. Suddenly, Steve was grabbing her arm and pushing her onto the bus. There were just too many of them. They managed to slip inside and close the door behind them. Of course, someone forgot to close the hatch. A demogorgon peered through the hatch down at Max, and she screamed. Steve pushed her behind him and into Robin's arms, wielding the bat like a sword.

"You want some? Come get this!" Steve yelled furiously, shaking the bat at the creature.

Suddenly, the demogorgon picked up its head and took off with the others.

"What happened? Did Steve scare it off?" Lucas asked.

"No way," Steve scoffed.

"No, they're going somewhere else," Chrissy said.

The place they were going turned out to be Hawkins' Lab. They followed the tracks to the lab, and they burst through the trees quite suddenly, startling the others waiting near the entrance. Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle jumped at the sight of them.

"Nancy?!" Robin exclaimed. "You scared the shit out of me! You disappeared and then shit hit the fucking fan! Don't you ever do that again!"

Robin breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her tightly. The two sisters refused to let each other go as Nancy apologized profusely.

"What's Eddie doing here?" Jonathan asked.

"Good to see you too, Byers," Eddie said sarcastically.

"No, seriously," he said.

"Long story short, Dustin tried to keep a baby demogorgon as a pet, and I saw it eat Mews," Eddie replied.

"Oh, man, that's crazy," Argyle said. "Poor Mews."

Chrissy moved towards the gate. She could feel Will's presence now, but it felt faint as though it was clouded by something. They needed to get in there, but the power was down. Suddenly, she felt another presence now at the back of her mind.

"You interfered enough now, Christine. Sleep."

And sleep she did.

Chapter Twenty-One

[qjackmanifold]

A thorough exploration of "Time To Smile".

For context -- over a month ago, this YouTube channel called "Time To Smile" popped up, posting those spammy Facebook style positivity videos that are just viral clips with voiceovers on them. The weird thing about this channel is that all the voiceovers, for a while, were done by Jschlatt. (Some people assume that this was AI TTS - and the acronym of Time To Smile is... well I feel like it's fairly obvious).

I find it heavily unlikely that these videos are actually TTS, though. Here's a list, with examples, of each person featured on the channel (more than just Schlatt have appeared since the first few weeks of posting, though he remains the primary narrator). Pick whoever you're most familiar with, or SwaggerSouls if you're not particularly familiar with any of them. You'll notice that while the content of what they're saying is particularly generic, it's far too natural to be a text-to-speech generator.

Jschlatt Jack Manifold Yumi TommyInnit Slimecicle Wilbur Soot Ludwig SwaggerSouls

As to not clog things, I'm putting the rest of this post under a read more link :)

There's lots of aspects of this channel that point to it being more of an obscure bit than an AI text-to-speech spam channel. From the subtitles, which have the modern TommyInnit style bounce, the high focus on primates in the channel's earlier uploads (less so now, but still notable. Perhaps a reference to Schlatt's obession with monkeys), and the fact that multiple YouTubers (who are roughly in Schlatt's orbit) have leant their voices for this project.

The profile picture also gives off a deeply unsettling vibe, being an apple 3D emoji avatar thing on a sky with clouds, and a neon green ring around it. (Gonna mention here that there's an account on TikTok, @/timetosmile.tr, that reposts their videos. It's not an official account, which is obvious when you look at the profile picture).

They also respond to comments sometimes. Like This.

Every single video uses the same song as background music - First Step by Hans Zimmer. And the exact same snippet of it as well.

At some point, every video started to end with things like "subscribe if you think pigs are like people!" or "subscribe if you think Harpo deserves the world!", or just "Subscribe!". Eventually, the videos started to end with just "subscribe if you think-", without allowing the narrator to finish their sentence.

In the community tab, they often post polls (a tactic of YouTube channels to farm engagement, since you get channel posts on the mobile homepage from channels you've only watched once or twice... it's this whole thing.)

That is the only poll they post, over and over, occasionally interspersed with text posts that say "What made you smile today, Smilers?". More recently, the posts have gotten a tad sadder.

So you might be wondering, why?

I speculate a number of things:

It's a weird obscure parody Schlatt came up with that's he's roping his friends into for shits and giggles

It's an experiment to see if stupid "viral" content can really get 10M subscribers purely through YouTube shorts, to demonstrate how vapid and regressive the website's algorithm is (Schlatt is very vocal about the way YouTube is run in their Twitter replies)

It's a commentary on the mindless cycle of reaction content that Schlatt and a lot of his collegues have found themselves in. Commentating over others' content, but adding basically nothing to it -- but it pays the bills. It's heartless, lacks effort and passion, and yet if it stops, the views tank, and the channel fades to obscurity. It wears you down, constantly churning out content. Always content. Slop. Something so substanceless that huge quantaties of it exist and yet those who consume it are always hungry for more, constantly, unendingly, without slowing the pace or allowing time to digest or process any of it. Always starving, always being given more but never being satisfied. It's a nightmare for everyone, nobody is winning and yet the wheel keeps turning.

All of the above.

So, yeah. Jschlatt viral slop channel. Love it.

[jeoneffext]

an irresistible nightmare | scaramouche

- avoiding you was his option, but seeing you in his dreams where you two made love made him shed sweat from his neck, longing for your touch.

(this scenario is inspired by that one chuuya fanfic on wattpad “Mr. Fancy Hat” by -tasfiah)

It was very late at night when Scara decided to let himself get washed up by some liquor, it was already 11 pm when he's the only one in the kitchen, his sumeru boys members already asleep but him, hes wide awake, trying to get something off his chest.

Gulping another wine, thinking things. Not until when someone came in the kitchen, resulting him to immediately drift his eyes, only to find out that it's just you. Scara gulps, looking at you. He can't seem to focus on his drinks when all of a sudden you came at his sight.

"What are you doing in this late hour, scara?" You tiredly ask him, the boy could only replied in a very short one. "None of your business." He said, earning a snort from you.

"Can't sleep huh? Had a nightmare?" You said, going to the ref to find something to eat.

Scara didn't replied to you, his eyes seems so focused on your back, literally eyeing you up and down on your night gown. Boy he was gawking at your wearing, the night gown was too distracting for him, he can't seem to focus out from you, your one strap falling out from your shoulder just send him shivers on his spine, it was indeed too revealing.

"Yeah... I did." He replied, you can feel someone staring at you, and you know damn well it's him. Scara seems so intrigued at your wearing that he noticed the hems of your shirt slowly lifting it up when you try to bent to get the food on the ref, the blue haired blink twice, gripping the glass.

"Oh yeah? What was your nightmare about?" You ask again, now facing him, a popsicle on your hand now, slowly unwrapping it, revealing a strawberry red flavor one, you were not giving any fucks but you just licked it cause you were hungry.

God. The man in front of you has his eyes on how you lick the tip of the popsicle, his mind went crazy thinking wild shits about you, immediately avoiding eye contact when he responds.

"None of your business. Don’t ask nonsense questions." Scara replied, sipping his wine. You kept looking at him while eating the popsicle.

"Mhm... so you're used to it?" Damn he could hear your muffled sounds that you create while you try to talk against the popsicle, the man was already sweating on his neck. Grabbing his nape.

"Y-yeah, just like that..." He said while grabbing his neck, looking down, completely avoiding your gaze that could kill. You giggle.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." You said seriously, Scara was taken aback at you.

The boy was so lost for words when you two met gaze again, you were looking at him, your tongue still licking the popsicle, Scara eyes that too, and you were oddly attractive standing there with your night gown lingerie on, that dangerous silk nude lingerie! It was definitely turning him on, damn your legs was so flawless he sometimes wished he could hang it around his n—

"Eyes up here, boy." You whistled, Scara widen his eyes when he realised what he has done.

Scara fake coughed. "Go to sleep already, we still have commissions to do together tomorrow." He said, ears go red, you could only smile.

"Of course, but let me finish eating this first."

"No, bring it to your room."

"Hmph no, ill finish it here."

"Tch, how absurd, you really want me to hear your licking sounds while eating that huh?" Scara boldy said.

You could only giggle.

"I know you like it." You said, with a big grin on your face, your tone teasing him.

"Fuck you, I’d rather listen to babies crying than hear your licks."

"But I'm your baby, you will listen to my cries too, right?"

Scaramouche choked on his drink, completey shocked at your wild statement, coughing hardly, you just laugh at his actions that's so stupid.

He looked at you with that annoyed look on his face.

"You little lady, why dont you go back to your room huh?"

"What about no?"

You eagerly provoked him, as your back lean on the kitchen counter, looking at him with that cheeky grin of yours, proceeding to lick your popsicle.

Scara had enough at you, he put down his glass of wine in the counter, walking towards you, your heart racing when his presence was so close to yours.

His arms in between your body as his hand is pressed against the counter.

"Don't make me do that by force." His tone serious, eyes staring at you.

"What you gonna do huh?" You teasingly tilt you head, eyeing him with a sly grin on you, he’s too intoxicated by you. He’s going crazy.

“Y/n please, don’t make this even more hard for me.” He finally gives in, Scaramouche’s tone desperate, lazy tired eyes looking at you, he looks so submissive currently, you are indeed taken aback at this.

Scara is a patient man, he’s not the kind of guy that would just bend you over right now especially at the kitchen counter right?

Poor scara, he is indeed turned on.

Scaramouche hides his embarrassed face on your shoulder. You are taken aback at this, that you didn’t even noticed the popsicle starts to melt in your hands.

“You’re turning me on. Are you trying to seduce me on purpose with this night gown, aren’t you?” He muttered against your shoulder that’s near in your neck, you couldn’t help but shift your posture.

This time, you are the one who’s in trouble. Scara brings his head up to eye you again, his gaze drifts from you lips down to your neck, his hungry eyes evident that he’s needy.

“How fucking dare you? Wear this casually in front of me? What are you trying to do?” Scara’s tone hoarse, catching a breath.

“I like it to wear it.”

“Seriously? That’s your reason?”

“Why? Do I have any other reasons?”

“Aren’t you even thinking about the consequences when you wear that? You’re giving me trouble.”

“What kind of trouble?” Innocently asking him while he’s suffering in front of you right now is insane.

“Y/n, I have wet dreams about you. The reason I came here because you were in my dream, a nightmare I wished to avoid yet it’s there, you are in it. It’s making it difficult.” His tone desperate for longing, an obvious honesty washed over the guy, you could feel his boner against you.

“Then you came here all of a sudden while I was clearing my thoughts, seeing you in this…” The dark blue haired breathes out after his sentence by eyeing your dress, he’s trying so hard to not fuck you right now.

You are incredibly speechless.

“You are the cause of my arousal, isn’t that the worse thing you’ve ever heard?”

Scaramouche thinks this is the wrong time to confess his feelings, an annoyed ‘tch’ comes out from his mouth as he finally lets you go, walking away from you.

“Forget about this, pretend this hasn't happened.”

That night where Scara left you alone in the kitchen after he spit his desires at you, leaving you wanting for more, wanting to hear his hidden temptations for you. You weren’t able to stop him but you glad you didn’t.

Because you too, were aroused at him that night.

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All my Attention part 3

warnings- swearing, mentions of a dildo, sexual tension, kissing, quite fluffy

words- 3.1k

If you'd like to read the previous parts → All my attention series

a/n- so if you're new here I am British and cannot speak any German, I speak a little French, Spanish and Italian but German- no. I also do not trust Google translate so this is gonna be like an avatar thing (if you've seen the newest one Jake says that their language just became normal or something along those lines) so in reality this is all in German, you as a reader know German but, its wrote in English... make sense? no... well, sorry this part has taken a while- I'm on holiday atm so I probably wont be posting till I'm home BUT I didn't want you to be without, also fucking thank you all so much for the response to the first and second part! I can't believe the response to it, I could've cried because im a baby , love you all 🤍

(also to the people who've sent requests they will be coming soon!)

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backstory- you are the 5th member of Tokio Hotel and you always thought the love was equally platonic between you and a certain guitarist... but what if that all changed?

"exactly what I said- we can't keep doing the same thing at every show" Georg spoke shovelling eggs into his mouth, the band and our runners, managers, directors, and everyone else who I didn't know exactly what they did for us... were all sat on tables eating breakfast before rehearsal "because I'm sorry if we go on tour I wont wanna blow my brain out because i'm playing by your side for the millionth time"

"yeah but there's a thing called a set list, we have to stick with it otherwise" Bill leaned closer into the table facing all of us "otherwise we'd get shit and we all know how Felix will react- we all remember last time" he had a point, Felix as nice as he can act is a massive cock, once in a performance we decided to all go to the front of that stage to say goodnight- but Felix didn't like that and he ended up cancelling our next 3 shows to 'teach us a lesson'

"even so" the bassist grumbled, the conversation fell short as we all continued to eat, I had a bowl of granola, greek yogurt, raspberries and strawberries, soon the scrapping of a chair pulled me from eating my breakfast, I looked up to see Tom in a huge black shirt and basketball shorts "hungry?" Georg joked seeing the pile of food on his friends plate

"a bit" Tom laughed grabbing part of a waffle "whats that?" he spoke looking at me, that was the first time he spoke to me since what happened only an hour before, I think we were both in a shock state still, but I also couldn't deny how good it felt

"granola, yogurt and fruit" I spoke back digging my spoon into the mix and pulling it back so he could have a taste, he bent forward taking the food and hummed

"Tha actuwally gwood" he spoke mouth still full

"ew Thomas swallow for fucks sake!" I spat seeing him nearly choke the food back up "Tom!" I called pushing myself away from the table "whats wrong with you" I laughed I look to see the rest of the boys laughing as well at his stupidity

"we can't go anywhere nice with you two" Bill commented throwing a napkin to his brother who wiped his mouth and finished his laugh

"sorry- I don't know why that was so funny to hear you say" he snorted, I finally sat back in my place next to Gustav who was eating his food with a smile

"all I said was swallow your food" I argued back looking at the guitarist

"normally me saying that to girls-" I rolled my eyes at his words but everyone else chuckled along, after another half an hour (mostly so Tom could finish his monstrous plate) we were bringing our bags down from the hotel room to put in the bus, we all got in the lift which I don't think was made for 5 people, and 2 of those 5 being over six foot tall

"can you move over I can't fucking breath" I spoke shoving Bill back bit

"now I can't breath you cunt!" Bill called back pushing me back laughing, soon the intercom spoke and the doors opened and I made my way out but was soon tackled by the black haired singer

"BILL WHAT THE FUCK" I shouted with a laugh, I crawled from his grip and began running away seeing him get up to and following my movement "AHHH!" I screamed turning a corner and then slipping past a cleaner cart

"Y/N COME HERE!" I herd Tom voice shout as I sprinted to him with his twin hot on my tail, I watched him open his hotel room and I ran as quick as I could into it and slammed the door spitting out a chuckle hearing the boy hit the door

"BITCH!" Bill sang followed by his own laugh and steps faded away from the door, I sat on Tom's bed and lay my head back into the sheets catching my breath hearing the door open again

"you good now?" He asked smiling at me "I didn't realise you were that fast- I swear you weren't when we were kids"

"excuse me! people change" I answered kicking him slightly, he grabbed my ankle stopping me from moving anymore- I melted at his touch which wasn't a usual thing

"mhm, you changed in a good way babe don't worry about it" he flirted looking down at me the smile changing into a smirk

"you're in a very odd mood today mr Kaulitz" I spoke sitting myself as he let go of my ankle

"only for you-" he leant down, pressing his head on mine "and if I remember properly, who moaned when we kissed earlier? hum?" his hand was now resting on the base of my neck "who was it Y/n?"

"I don't know Tom" I answered seeing him bite his lip at my words "maybe you imagined it?" we always played around, flirting but this was different... very different

"I have a fucking good imagination then don't I?" Tom pulled away slightly, his his fingers brushed my skin as he let go and he held my chin, lifting my face to look up to him "....I prefer looking at you like this" I blushed at his words, they made me feel soft

"bet you say that to all the girls" he seethed rolling his eyes

"only the special ones...and you're really special!"

"way to ruin a mood" I huffed

"I'm joking Y/n/n, you just look hot below me ts'all" his hand held me tighter and he bent to reach my lips, he pressed hard humming into the feeling and sucked my bottom lip causing me to have to hold back any noise I threatened to make as I didn't want a repeat of earlier "I better get packing" he spoke pulling back creasing my cheek with his thumb leaving me with a unfulfilled feeling

"yeah.." I pouted, he looked back down at me and grinned

"god don't look at me like that... fuck- stop now, I've gotta pack" I stood with him as he turned to grab a tossed shirt from the floor, his hand glided down my thigh leaving a trail of goosebumps- he knew what he was doing, making me blush and shudder as his hand left me "oopsie"

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we all sat backstage kicking our heals as the crowd arrived, but we also knew the crowd was special- our families were watching us tonight, I decided I'd wear a more appropriate outfit (not like my family hadn't seen pictures of me in mini-skirts and tube tops saying 'pouty') I looked alot like Tom, my baggy jeans hanging around my hips with a matching tank top to him "5 minuets!" a runner called making us all rise from our places

"excited?" Georg smiled shoving me lightly

"I can't wait" I spoke pinning around to the music that began, Bill looked back at me with a smile followed by a wink

"3...2...1" Felix called and Tom, Bill entered the stage erring a eruption from the crowd "go!" Georg and I walked on and smiled seeing the sea of fans watching us with grins plastering their faces and finally Gustav entered

"GOOD EVENING TRIER" Bill called holding the mic close "ARE YOU EXCITED!" though the lights were blinding I could make out the shapes of bodies from my place "ugh we have a show n' a half for you all tonight, and this show is very special to us- one, this is our last show here in the lovely Trier and- most importantly our biggest fans are here tonight" the lights moved to the box above the crowd and for the first time in weeks I saw them: mom, dad, Stella, the Kaulitz, Listing and Schäfer family, I nearly cried waving to them and blowing them kisses "so tonight is going to be the best show we've ever done guys! ARE YOU READY" I watched as my family cheered and little Stella clapped her hands. Tom's guitar began the start of Scream followed by Gustav and Bill ran back to main stage, the crowd danced and jumped along "SCREAM" they called back to us at every chorus making me laugh.

The night carried on and everything was going amazingly, and it came time for me to take centre stage, I brought my mic and herd people call my name "so- this is our newest piece of music, I originally wrote when I was in a very bad place, and as you all know I'm back up singer so usually I don't perform up here- so close to everyone so I'm a little nervous but.. but it means a lot to me so.. this is 'please don't jump'" claps filled the room and Tom joined me giving me a nod as he plucked away followed by Gustav and Georg, Bill was in the corner sipping a water watching me like a proud dad

I let my self get lost in the music, stomping my feet and twirling around "don't let memories go! of me and you" I sang watching my family stare in awe, I began up stage onto the platform where I stood teetering on the edge, all lights went off besides the one on me "PLEASE DON'T JUMP! DON'T JUMP, AND IF ALL THAT CAN'T HOLD YOU BACK, THEN I'LL JUMP FOR YOU" I finished bowing to the crowd who burst out with claps, screams and calls making me jump at the sudden noise

"Y/N Y/N Y/N!" people began to chant making me well up, Gustav ran up the platform steps holding my hand gently so I could get down the steps as it was tricky in platforms, hand in hand we met with Tom who smiled widely mouthing 'they're proud' I looked to see my mom whistling, soon the five of us stood at the tip of that walkway, people reached for us, calling us all over

"THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT!" we all shouted bowing once more as the light darkened, we all walked off and back to our room where there were drinks set out and towel "shit Im so thirsty" Georg spoke grabbing the bottle and cracking it open as we all took our first proper breath and relaxed

"erm- sorry I know you got off stage but someones hear" Gayle, my runner spoke holding the door open a little more

"BABA!" a small voice called, I looked down to see Stella dressed in a Tokio Hotel shirt and orange leggings running toward me, her blonde hair tied into piggy tails

"STELLA!" I cried falling to my knees pulling her into my arms "oh my god I missed you so much" I whispered into her neck, her bright eyes looked into mine and I couldn't let go of her, I pressed kisses to her chubby cheeks

"Oh my- Y/n dear! another voice came in and I snapped my head to see my mother, tear stained face reaching for me, I watched as Stella ran onto Gustav who picked her up hugging her tightly and I ran to my mom who was closely followed by the rest of our families "sunshine I missed you!"

"I missed you too mom" I cried as she stroked my hair away from my face, she let go and I turned to see my dad who had Tom in a bro-hug

"aww hello Poppy!" he spoke, I nearly fell apart hearing my nickname again, and he grabbed me into the hug "aw that was amazing kids" he spoke letting go of us, I stood speaking with them until I herd the voice of my sister

"Tommy!" she laughed and everyones faces snapped to her

"SHE SAID MY NAME!" The dreadheaded boy called lifting her into his arms and tickling her "ME BEFORE BILL!" he danced seeing her smile

"Hey! Stella I thought you liked me more!" Bill huffed squishing the cheeks of her face

"am I the better twin?...yeah! I know" Tom scoffed bouncing her on his hip, our families laughed and all began hugging each other

"darlings that show was fantastic and the crowd! I couldn't believe it" Simone, the twins mom smiled "I couldn't be more proud"

"thanks mom" Bill hugged pressing a kiss to her cheek "wait..erm hold on!" we all watched as the singer ran out calling for something, I turned to see Stella smiling and reaching for all the boys, Tom, Georg and Gustav were sat on the floor singing songs and twirling her around, the song finished and Stella did a bow making the boys laugh at her antics

"Baba!" the little blonde called reaching for me, Tom realised and quickly scooped her up so she was lying on her tummy with her arms out she began airplane sounds (but kept interrupting herself with her chuckles) "Brrrrrrrrr!" she grinned showing her two small teeth

"aww my baby airplane" I spoke reaching for her as Tom got closer, the two reached me and I took my sister from his arms spinning her while pressing a kiss to her cheek again "you're a very cute plane Stella"

"Plane!" she repeated getting a 'yeah a plane' from the guitarist who couldn't stop smiling

"Okay... everyone come stand over here were getting a photo!" Bill came back in grabbing his family, the line up was the Kaulitz' far left, then my family the Y/l/n's, then the Schäfer's and finally Listing's "We want a few!" Bill called to the person holding the camera

"1...2....3" everyone did a wide smile, even Stella knew what was going on "perfect, do you want another one of these then we can do different stuff like.. the point?" its like a lightbulb went off it the taller twins head

"okay yes... then the point, then serious faces, then one with us 5 a bit more infront of our families, then on chairs" he rambles while setting us all back out for the next 3000 photo's we'd be taking

I don't think I've ever herd the numbers 1,2 and 3 said so much in my life but after half an hour the pictures were finally done and in fairness they looked great "well we best get going" Christine, Georg's mom spoke grabbing her bag

"oh.." we began before Simone whispered something to her husband

"why don't you all come stay round ours? we can have a family night, drinks, games, food" me and the band cheered, quickly grabbing our stuff and getting ready to walk out- we knew that today being a day show, fans would be waiting for us- we decided the safest option was to give our families over to security along with our bags and walk out on our own

"okay Stella we'll see you in a little while okay?" I hugged her once more before giving her over to dad who was carrying her out, we waited till we knew they were in their cars and I came the time we'd be walking out, with one last check of the room we began outside, screams filled our ears, people threw flowers to us, cards, papers and... thongs- but we picked the flowers up. a few people grabbed at my clothing but besides that it was a safe 3 minuet walk from the building to the bus

"they were loud" Gustav spoke getting into his favourite seat, at the very back on the left "Georg come sit!" he called to the bassist who jumped through the seats, leaving Bill who liked sitting in the front then me and Tom sat in the middle two seats

"god I fucking loved that show" I spoke belting myself in, Tom did the same and our hands brushed- its not something that many would really worry about, it was an accident.. but I could help go hot at the feeling

"it was so good, I feel like we'll be in Felix's good books" the dreaded boy spoke getting a nod from the band, we finally began the drive home, it would only take around an hour and a half so I got myself comfy which meant me resting my legs over Tom- this was a normal thing as usually sometime around the trip we'd switch and I can accidentally put my cold drink on his legs while he's asleep definitely not making him yelp- no not at all...

"can you take my shoes off, you're closer" I spoke tapping his shoulder and with a huff he began unlacing the platforms, I sighed at the feeling of my feet going light and not having to lug those shoes around any more "thanks bab" I called leaning my head back, Tom got comfy to, scooting deeper into the seat and his hands lay on my legs drawing small shapes and humming a long to whatever song was on the radio

"wanna know something crazy?" He asked looking over at me to which I nodded "I haven't fucked a girl since Tuesday, and its Friday now" I pretend to be shocked, slapping my hands to my face

"holy shit! that is crazy!" he rolled his eyes "I can't even remember when I last fucked someone- probably around my birthday" I sighed slightly annoyed, not that I'm some sex freak who needs to be constantly fucked to live but... my birthday is in February and its now July

"damn... how do you go that long?" Georg spoke uncrossing his arms, being genuinely interested

"Notta clue... I-"

"Y/n I know whats in the back draw in your room" Bill turned showing a sinister smile

"Bill!" I called knowing exactly what he was on about

"ooo" the boys cooed making me go red, Bill laughed even harder pointing at my face "aww! she's embarrassed about her dil-"

"BILL SHUT IT!" I shouted flinging my empty water bottle at him making him cackle throwing his pillow at me

"IT'S BLACK!" He called and the 4 boys Burt out laughing again spluttering words and coughing at how much they were laughing

"oh my god you are all dicks!" I groaned trying to push myself as far back into my seat as I could, I even took my legs down from Tom who I could realised but I was way to embarrassed to give him a 'look'

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"he traffic isn't moving so were going to be a little later to the Kaulitz" Gregory our driver spoke facing us

"ugh" we all collectively sighed, its been over 30 minuets of just stand-still traffic, cars horns went off but nothing was moving and being a warm day in a quite packed van it was getting hot

we'd moved past the dildo conversation thanks to Tom who made a fool of himself by spilling water all down his shirt- I did wonder though, was it on purpose? to take away the attention from me... but anyways whatever it was, or even just it was an accident- my legs were back on his and he continued to draw little shapes

"I'm going to sleep" Bill spoke looking back to which we gave a nod, by we I mean me and Tom as the other two fell asleep a few minuets back, the van sound turned quiet as the radio was turned off

"wanna play a game?" Tom spoke quietly

"sure, which game?" I asked seeing a little grin appear to his face

"erm... eye spy?"