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monsterbisexual · 1 month
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feeling like im being driven to my execution (its a drs appointment)
#p#also thats a little dramatic but i do hate them so much#i was feelin like well ill be uncomfortable n miserable but its not the end of the world#buuuut then i remembered (TMI AHEAD U HAVE BEEN WARNED)#that last month ish when i was here for an actual concern (n agreed to this physical bleh)#i was told im overdue for another pap smear n like they cant force me into it ofc but i know its smart to do it#cuz i already have lots of anxieties abt what if i secretly have some disease or condition n im gonna die blah blah blahh#but last time it was so awful n i was like crying thru it cuz of the pain which. isnt normal#googling it afterwards i found ppl saying stuff like 'it might be weird n uncomfortable but not too bad'#so i was like well ok thats just me then i guess :/#n anyway i def think i have that condition called w/e cuz ive never been able to do any kind of like. anything in there#not like day to day its a huge deal but for this its not too fortunate :/#so long story short i remembered ill have to decide if ill let them do it again at this appt#n i was reading abt the process again n then uh oh crying -_-#omw now n idk what ill do tbh. def wanna say no but also idk i shld be responsible or smth#dies instead.#n anyway even if its just the super basic physical theyre gonna do ill still wanna become an incorporeal entity thing#hate it hereeeee (body)#its a PA im seeing who i remember being nice some other time i saw her so theres that at least#theyre gonna wanna weigh me tho i forgot that too jeez#i said no last time but idk. kms
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axelsagewrites · 2 months
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Jamie Tartt*Famous
Pairing: Jamie x reader
Word count: 1841
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Warnings: mentions of football related hate but nothing graphic, angst/breakup but everything’s happy by the end
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Dating a famous footballer was not exactly something you’d ever planned on. You were never into football especially when you saw what it could cause. You remember being five years old crawled up crying as your relatives gathered round the television shouting and swearing because their team missed the penalty. Then you got older and found out the even worse things some men did because of a missed kick.
But somehow you ended up dating ‘the’ Jamie Tartt. Though you didn’t even know who he was when you met him. He was just a boy, and you were just a girl both sitting alone in a bar. Jamie had been nursing a pint for an hour when you came in and his jaw about dropped. However, he’d sworn to himself when ted told him last night, he could come back to Richmond he’d fix his act so he didn’t pounce like he usually would.
“Can I get a vodka lemonade please?” He heard you from across the bar and he could practically hear the sweetness in your voice.
The bar however gradually got busier and when Jamie returned from the bathroom, he realised there was only one seat left and it was next to you. “d’you mind if I sit? Just someone stole my seat,” he asked, suddenly realising how nervous he was for no reason.
You turned around and smiled at him before nodding to the seat, “Yeah sure. It’s pretty busy,”
“Tell me about it. Hate crowds sometimes. Make my head feel all fuzzy,” he smiled at the way you giggled not even caring if you were laughing at him. “Watcha want?” He asked after ordering his own drink and you hesitated for a moment, “Cmon, no strings or nothing. Just a drink. Vodka lemonade maybe?”
You laughed lightly and nodded, turning to the lady, “Yeah one of them please,” you turned back to Jamie as she worked on your drinks. “Its nice to meet you…” you said, words trailing off till Jamie finally realised you were asking his name.
“Jamie,” he said, sticking his hand out for what turned into a half awkward half laughy handshake that then turned into you both chatting till last call and Jamie walking you home.
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Somehow his job hadn’t came up. It was partially because you had made a joke about hating football on your second date but also because Jamie was enjoying the normalcy of it all. Even if it meant when he spotted a paparazzi, he would very suddenly drag you away to a random shop or restaurant, putting up his hoodie to ruin their shot.
However eventually he had to tell you. He hadn’t put his hood up quick enough and their plastered on a magazine was Jamie holding your hand walking through London. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You asked, staring at yourself on the magazine in shock.
“You never asked?” He offered with a sorry smile, “I wanted to love but I just,” he sighed, “I didn’t want you to judge me or that. Cause I really like you,” he reached out to take your hand as you both sat on your couch.
You gave him a small smile, stroking your thumb over his hand, “So is this something that happens all the time? Pap’s following us around? Do people come up to you in the street and stuff?”
“Sometimes,” he shrugged since to Jamie this was just life, but he didn’t know at this point what was normal, “I mean like they’re pretty easy to ignore most the time,”
“Its just weird. I mean I’m on a magazine,” you said, eyes wide as you gestured to the glossy paper, “I never thought I’d end up being just some WAG,”
Jamie scoffed, “Babe you’re way more than a WAG,” he said as he put an arm around your shoulder, “You’re my girl. That is if you’ll still have me?”
“Of course, I will Jamie. It’ll just take me some time to get used to,”
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However now the press knew you existed the paparazzi weren’t exactly easy to ignore. It was one thing being followed around with Jamie but one of them was waiting outside your work last week asking if you were another fling or if the pregnancy rumours were true. His comments sent you into a complete spiral with Jamie coming over to try comfort you.
 “He was just rude Jamie,” you sniffled into his chest.
“I know baby,” he tried to comfort you as he stroked your back, “It’ll be okay. You get used to it really and they’re not all that bad. Promise,” he said as he kissed the top of your head.
“I just wish,” you sighed, “that you’d told me in the first place,”
“What difference would it have made?” Jamie asked however your lack of response made him worry as he pulled back to look at your face, “Would you have said no? When I asked you to be my girlfriend. Would you have said no if you knew?”
You opened your mouth to speak but you struggled to get the words out. “I don’t know,” you managed to choke out, “I just don’t know if I can deal with this. I’m not good with attention let alone paparazzi following me. I never asked for any of this Jamie,” you began to ramble. “I like you I really do. But it’s a lot, okay?”
Jamie sighed however he almost cried when you pulled yourself out of his arms, “I like you too, but football is my job. It’s my life,”
“And I would never want you to give that up,” you said instantly, reaching for his hand, “Maybe we should just take a break? That way I can I don’t ease into it? Or like I don’t know just wrap my head around it,”
Jamie felt himself freeze in his seat. He nodded slowly before standing up, “Okay if that’s what you need,”
“I’m sorry Jamie. I really am,” you said, standing to follow him as he headed for the doors.
Jamie nodded once more as he reached for the handle, “Its not your fault. I should’ve told ya,”
“Jamie,” you said but he’d already opened the door. “We aren’t over its just…”
“Just a break,” he said, nodding his confirmation before walking out the door but you felt your heart shatter as the door shut.
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Even though the paparazzi had stopped, and two weeks had gone by you still felt absolutely awful. You hadn’t seen Jamie in real life but suddenly you were seeing him on the news and his name on the back of kid’s jerseys. You began to wonder if it was for the best but every reminder of him stung.
Neither one of you had texted the other. You’d not heard from him at all since you left. Until yesterday when you got an email confirmation from Richmond fc with a ticket reserve confirmation in the buyer’s box under the name Tartt. The game was tomorrow, and you spent the whole day and yesterday debating if you would go. Eventually you decided not to.
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However today when you woke up the first thing you saw was an article about the match going on today. Richmond was playing some team you’d never heard of but then again you only knew who Richmond were because you lived a 15-minute walk away from the stadium. The game was supposed to start at twelve.  As your eyes fell to the clock that read 10:48 you finally made up your mind.
You’ve never gotten ready so quick in your life and you were practically running out your flat at 11:35 and half sprinting to Richmond. However, you had no idea how to collect the tickets and the ticket man at the counter looked like he wanted to be anywhere else, so you just bought a seat instead.
You were ushered inside alongside hundreds of rowdy football fans decked out in Richmond gear. You did your best to find your seat and thanked the gods when you saw it was at the end of the aisle. It was three rows up from the front and you quickly realised right next to the thing the footballers came out of.
You felt your smile almost split your face when you watched Jamie walk out of the tunnel in his uniform, but he didn’t see you. As they turned to wave to the crowds the whole crowd jumped up so there was no chance, he heard you screaming his name alongside everyone else.
As the game started you actually found yourself enjoying it as you screamed and cheered alongside the football fans as Jamie scored another goal. It was 2-2 thanks to Jamie and you’d never felt prouder. “Cmon Jamie!” You screamed but you weren’t even the loudest as he ran down the pitch with the ball.
He passed to another player. Him to another. Back to Jamie. Now to someone up the field and then, “GOAL!” The crowd began to cheer and a few seconds later the final whistle rung. Everyone began to jump up and down and you quickly joined them as you jumped up clapping as you did so. The team were all smiles, well apart from a really big hairy guy, as they headed for the tunnel. Jamie however wasn’t smiling as he wore a look of concern.
Your eyes however were locked on Jamie. He however was looking up at the buyer’s box waiting to see you. However, it wasn’t until his eyes fell, thinking you were officially over when he saw you. His smile suddenly appeared, beaming brightly as he stopped in his tracks.
“Woo!” You cheered, clapping even harder. You could never quite predict Jamie. No one could. Not even Jamie thought he was going to do what he was about to do.
He ran for the stands, throwing himself up and climbing over the wall. The crowd was going mental, but your cheers stopped but the smile on your face didn’t as he ran up the stairs, ignoring the fans trying to pat him on the back.
“Hey,” he breathed out with a wide grin.
“Hi,” you giggled right back at him as you stepped forward. You could hear his team yelling at him and a ref coming but neither of you cared as his arm wrapped around your back and his head began to dip.
God you’d missed these lips. Your hand went to the back of his neck as the crowd whooped and hollered. Jamie pulled back as a ref rang a sharp whistle in his ear. “Call me yeah?” He said just before the hairy guy from his team pulled him halfway down the stairs.
“Yeah sure,” You laughed as he was forced back down the stairs and out the tunnel, somehow only receiving a yellow card. It may not be how you planned it, but you were certainly never gonna let Jamie go again. Youd already made that mistake once.
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shitswiftiessay · 4 months
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so taylor has put out another hit piece against joe (who’s surprised)
after buying winning the TIME person of the year award 2023, and having a gushing puff piece that’s supposed to paint her as this trailblazer for women and feminist icon…
she made sure to dedicate a significant portion of it to talking about her boyfriends. 🙄
so here are the cringeworthy excerpts where she’s talking about her latest victim boyfriend.
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“Football is awesome, it turns out. I’ve been missing out my whole life.”
I love how she single handedly debunked the claim that swifties have been making, that taylor ALWAYS loved football and was a huge eagle fan (just bc she had an eagles shirt). now it’s basically confirmed that this football shit is just taylor’s newest PERSONALITY that she’s gonna wear for a few months, until she gets bored of it, and then she’ll throw travis under the bus and she’ll start siccing her fans against him.
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“This all started when Travis very adorably put me on blast on his podcast, which I thought was metal as hell.”
god, someone bring me a BARF BUCKET please. 🪣 🤮 and since when is it “adorable” for a guy to PUT YOU ON BLAST because you wouldn’t go out with him or take his number?? that’s… very weird. i’m sure she wouldn’t find it “adorable” if she wasn’t interested in the guy. but anyway, i’m pretty sure she just saw an opportunity here and she took it. she can’t handle being single for more than a month, she needed a new man to make people forget about her matty healy era. and she’s LOVING the good press she’s getting for being “America’s royal couple” as her fans are calling them. but does she actually LOVE HIM? that, I remain yet to be convinced about.
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and I love this part. “We would never be psychotic enough to hard-launch a first date.”
yeah, taylor’s not CRAZY you guys, it’s not like she said “I love you” to matty healy on stage back in may before breaking up with him 2 weeks later. nah. it’s not like she immediately bought a house next to her teenage boyfriend connor kennedy who was STILL IN HIGH SCHOOL when she started dating him. nah. that would be CRAZY. PSYCHOTIC even!!
and here comes the part where she starts passive aggressively smearing joe and we all know she’s on a smear campaign against joe now but it’s kind of pathetic that even while winning PERSON OF THE YEAR she has to make it about that.
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so taylor obviously has a lot to say about her new relationship, and how proud they are of each other. but you know what I DON’T hear her saying? “I’m in love” or “I’m happy with him.”
and personally, i think that speaks volumes. if she was truly HAPPY with her new man she wouldn’t be doing all this shit. if you were around when taylor broke up with calvin and then immediately started hard-launching hiddleswift, taking pap photo after pap photo and being extremely “happy” she was and meeting his mom and all that shit…. and if you don’t see the parallels between what she’s doing NOW with travis, you’re either a blind fan or just flat out stupid.
because at least when she started dating joe she actually left her exes alone (at least for a little while), she was like “I forget their names now.” and you can tell she was happy without having to make a big show of it- “nobody’s heard from me for months, I’m doing better than I ever was.”
but now she’s acting like it’s the worst thing ever that she was “locking herself in her house for a lot of years,” and she KNOWS that her fans are going to take that and blame joe for it.
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JUST LOOK at the quotes and replies of this tweet and this tweet to see how those insane fucking swifties are acting over this. EVERYTHING she does now is an incitement against joe and she knows it, it’s deliberate, it’s calculated.
and i guess she’s gotta bury him while she continues hanging out with a sexual abuse apologist so she can look like she has some kind of moral high ground.
also, the way she’s trying to erase the fact that 11 of the 15 songs on reputation were LOVE SONGS about joe, not “a goth-punk moment of female rage at being gaslit by an entire social structure.”
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this woman is just narcissistic and straight up DELUSIONAL at this point. she’s so far up her own ass it’s nauseating. but i really hope that she keeps on talking. because the more she talks, the more people realise what a narcissistic clown she is. 🤡
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cafecourage · 17 days
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Little Red Riding Hood where Reader is Little Red but also a werewolf
Love Interest and rest of chain can be assigned however
(Cause I'm always down for a fairytale au)
I did a little twist on this. Idk if this was what you wanted. I had to ask doggo experts for how doggos act around each other. I am leaving this off on a small cliff hanger because I do want to write more of this.
Twilight didn’t trust the new person in the group. Well. It’s more like he didn’t know what to think of her. She came in like a hurricane running after the Shadow like it was her prey. Then when the dust settled and she calmed down the group quickly learned of why. The short of it being that for some reason the Shadow attacked her brother and she took chase. Which then led to her to finally agree to join the chain. Much to the Ranchers chagrin. However, he knows better than to start an unnecessary fight. Twilight could be civil.
Civility could only go so far.
Little Red, as Warrior’s likes to call her, noticed Twilight’s presence and slight unease of her and ran with it. Twilight couldn’t understand just why she was always running circles around him talking about this and that. It confused him to no end when she instantly would stick to him even when he was wolfie. He had to on more then one occasion threaten to bite Little Red’s hands. She never cared or backed away from Wolfie when he showed a bit of aggression. “He is going to bite you.” Wild warned her as he watched Little Red try to play with Wolfie.
She looked up at Wild while holding Wolfie’s face, “what? No the baby is just playing.” That comment only made Twilight growl more.
“Baby? Wolfie isn’t a baby.” Wild was torn between being completely amuse and helping Twilight out as he did know about his slight distrust of Little Red.
“No no no, Champion. This is a wolf pup. He has to be like…” Her attention draws to the wolf as she observes the good boy. “Man… I have to say maybe 10? He is very small even for that age. Wolfie is like an adult dog size but he is definitely a wolf.” She boops the snoot and quickly pulled back as Twilight tries to bite her hand again. This only makes her giggle more.
“I think your wolves might be just bigger than my Hyrules.” Honestly to Wild, Wolfie was the same size as most wolves, but he just shrugs and not questions that further. Twilight couldn’t understand why you were like this, he wonders if it was just an eccentric thing. He has met a lot of weird people in his life and Little Red might be one of them. After being free from your grasp he takes it upon himself to run away for now. Only because you don’t tend to grab his face while being Twilight and thats the most annoying part of being wolfie around you.
It wasn’t until they finally came to her era that he finally understood.
The village Little Red lived in was small, but cozy. It reminded Twilight of his own home. People tended to light up when seeing Little Red. But given the size of the group following them most villagers tended to just say hi and remarks that they needed to talk to her later. “My house is a bit further.” Little red said pointing to a path that ran into the woods. “It’s just me, my brother and Grandma oh and our cat. I’ll make sure to keep her out of your stuff. But we should have room to fit everyone.” She explains as the path slowly clears up to a cottage in the wood with a small garden. There was a small pup running around in the yard playing with said cat. Who was purely annoyed at ready to pap the puppy in the head.
Little Red’s eyes brightened “Link!” She calls out gaining the Pups reaction.
She dashes towards the house as the puppy starts running towards her. They meet halfway and the puppy shifts into a young boy. “You’re back! You’re back!” This Link giggles as he gets lifted in the air by his sister and spun around.
“I am! For now.” Little red nuzzles her brother’s face as she shifts her grips on her brother to put his weight on her hip. “Boy’s this is my brother. Link these are the adventurers I’ve been traveling with.”
She turns to the group with a smile. The chain was utterly confused and silent before Wind speaks up “Did he transform into a wolf?”
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prettypei · 8 months
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“AND MY MAN, THANK YOU TO MY MAN.”
plot: in which they (try to) save you from embarrassing scenarios; fluff!
reader: gn! Reader, but in geto’s part reader has a period
warnings: icky scenarios (in an embarrassing way), blood in getos part (but like in period blood)
parings: gojo, geto, yuuji, yuuta x reader
(a/n): some of these are from personal experiences lol also names used in yuuji’s part are purely fictional ☝️
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✰GOJO isn’t afraid of awkwardness. He’s well aware of the tension, but he mostly chooses to ignore it. He just doesn’t care enough. Until now. After your “particular loud outburst of gas” on the subway, everyone’s staring at you. Right now gojo is faced with the (probably) most important (and hilarious) decision of his life: save his soulmate from embarrassment, or stare at them as well, pin pointing the blame on them? He sees you trying to advert gazes, looking at the floor and anywhere but the faces of those who are staring at you in a disgusted manner. He then feels a little annoyed too. It’s hard to hold it in! What’s the big deal?
“*clears throat* ahem…. I was the one who farted. You can stop glaring at (name) now, guys.”
Everyone then immediately looks away, swiping on their phones or pretending like they weren’t even looking at his lover in the first place. You look at him, an expression of bemusement and awe on your face. He shrugs and gives you a cheeky grin. Well, it was worth it to see your smile.
✰you and GETO were on a date at a restaurant before you excused yourself and went to the bathroom. And when you come back with a mortified expression, he expects the worst. “What is it?” He’s asks. “I-uh….” You fiddle with the hem of your T-shirt. “My…pants are…stained…” Geto gives you a confused expression. “Huh? Babe what do you-“ “BECAUSE it’s that time of the month, suguru.” Geto’s eyes widen. “Oh. Oh!” Cue the awkward silence. You speak up: “Im really sorry suguru, we have to cut this date short…I didn’t expect this I-I am so so sorry.” He looks at you once again, and stands up.
“Let’s go to my apartment, Kay? You can borrow my jacket to cover yourself up.”
“But I might stain it!” “Well, I can wash it anyways. It’ll be fine! Plus I love you more.” he chuckles while adding a short peck to your cheek.
✰YUUJI and you were just coming out of the cinema, laughing about the comedy you and him just watched. “Ohmigosh did you SEE Angelina’s face when Ryan fell for her best friend?” You howled. “She got what she deserved, that bitch.” “Angelina was like, like that one meme.” Yuuji takes out his phone and scrolls through his photos, finally finding the photo. “THIS.” He snickers. It was then you just couldn’t stop laughing. And laughing. And laughing, until you earned a few glares from strangers. “Y-y-Yu-yuji.” You gasp for breaths. “I-I can’t-“ you continue laughing. Yuuji then notices your face red from laughing… and he laughs too. And laughs. And laughs. “(n)-(name)!” He sputters. “Y-you look just like that seagull, y’know? The meme?” You both look at each other, pausing for a second before bursting into laughter together. He then pauses to smile at your face.
“Y’know, it feels better to laugh with you. Is that weird?”
you smile back. “No, not at all.”
✰YUUTA was just looking for you because boy, the line for the bathrooms sure were long at the amusement park. “(name)? (NAME)!” He calls, searching for your familiar face. “I’m here!” You wave your arm, squeezing out of the line and walking towards your boyfriend. It was then yuuta noticed something stuck on the back of your shoe, and the line of people snickering and taking pictures of you. A long white roll of toilet paper was being dragged by the back of your left sneaker, and you were completely oblivious to the fact. You stand in front of him and grin. “Let’s go ride the roller coaster then, is that okay?” “Sure. Uhm wait I just dropped my ring, give me a sec.” You stand while yuuta walks behind you, pretending to pick up the ring while taking the toilet paper wedged under your shoe. He throws it away in a nearby trashcan, sending a glare to the people who were giggling at you. They all turned quiet. “Found it!” He says in a sing-songy voice, before lacing your arm in his and heading towards the rollercoaster. “Hey what was that about? The line suddenly turned quiet, did you see what happened?” You ask.
“No. I think someone tried to cut the line or something, I don’t know.”
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britswriting · 7 months
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First Ultrasound | Quadruple The Love H.S
A/N: Just so we are clear, I'm not purposefully picking white girls to play the role! I'm just picking cute photos! - Also, there are more quadruplet images of Caucasian babies smh lol, but I will use POC photos as well! It's Y/N series, not an x person series so the skin color will more than likely not stay consistent!
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"Babe, I can see you sweating from here" Harry chuckled, walking towards me from the car.
Harry dropped me off at the automatic doors, the awkward wait and stares at my belly making me uncomfortable as he parked the car.
“Shut up! It’s fucking hot, Harry” I groaned, Harry intertwining our hands the welcomed AC
Checking in for something other than a pap smear and a stomach virus felt weird. 
I turned to look up at Harry as he filled out one of the forms, passing the front desk woman our insurance car, a grin on my face as it started to set in why we were here.
I was here for a baby. My baby. We were pregnant. I'm getting a checkup and an ultrasound.
Harry kept his hand in mine as we walked the halls, reaching the OBYN waiting room, quite a few pregnant people and there partners were sat. A few girls were on their own, and one girl had another girl sat next to her, both of them looking over a baby must haves magazine.
"Let's sit over here" Harry murmured quietly, dragging me towards a back cornered area of the waiting room next to a kids activity table.
"Aw!" I cooed, "Look how small" I pointed at the little kid chairs and coloring books.
I felt the waterworks start, Harry chuckling as he snatched a coloring book off the table along with a box of crayons.
"What are you doing?" I asked, pulling myself back together, sitting down next to him.
"Coloring" he replied like it was obvious.
"It's a kids coloring book"
"So"
"Oh my god" I laughed, Harry flipping through the book, landing on a page of a cat with a mermaid tail
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Harry colored the page, ignoring my teasing comments, passing me a crayon to join him before my name was called, the nurse grinning as Harry set the coloring book and crayons back on the table.
"If you can just step on the scale real quick. Would you like to know your weight or not?" She asked, respecting that I opted out, marking down the numbers before leading us to one of the rooms.
I thought getting STD tested was scary, but answering nurses questions for your file when you're pregnant is way scarier.
What if my numbers are too high? or low? What I have some weird blood type that is going to corrupt this child? What if I already had a bad weight gain? What if I'm already on the road to some sort of high risk pregnancy like diabetes or preeclampsia?
"Y/N? You have to uncross your legs and relax babe" Harry noted, the blood pressure cuff getting strapped around my bicep.
I sighed, nodding as I tried to relax, hating feeling the cuff tighten around my arm.
Did it have to hurt so much?
When the nurse confirmed that I was pregnant, my heart dropped to my stomach, the feeling of needing to throw up causing my throat to tighten.
There was a huge smile on Harry's face as the nurse continued to explain the next steps, but all I could think about was;
I'm pregnant.
I have a baby inside of me.
I'm in charge of another human. This humans life is in my hands. In my womb.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Harry rushed, pushing himself out of the chair and to my aid, "breathe. in, out" Harry coax, catching the nurses attention.
I did some deep breathing, getting myself to calm down, Harry's hand squeezing my own when he mouthed "Are you okay?" to which I nodded, only for the nurse to ask me if this was an unwanted baby.
"It's in your chart that you've been trying?" She asked, sounding confused.
"We have" Harry confirmed, the nurse looking over at me, confused.
"I just.. I'm pregnant" I spoke softly, Harry's brow furrowing. "I'm excited... but I'm.. I'm terrified. It's all on my shoulders to keep this baby safe. I'm just.."
"Y/N, breathe" Harry inhaled, then exhaled, having me follow him.
"I'm sorry" my voice cracked, my eyes stinging as tears threatened to rush down my cheeks.
I'm already a horrible mother.
I can't even act excited in front of the nurse.
"It's natural to be nervous" the nurse eased, my slight nod and Harry's soothing knuckle motion hopefully being enough to calm my nervous system. "You can be over the moon and terrified all at the same time. It's perfectly normal" He continued.
"I know.. I just.." I chewed my lower lip, "What if something happens? I mean, it's a miracle I'm pregnant to begin with and now.. and now that it's actually happened how do I make sure I don't mess it up?"
"Mrs. Styles, we're going to do our best and make sure you and your baby are healthy. Sometimes things happen, and it's never the mother's fault-"
"But it's my bodies fault" I interrupted, not daring to look at Harry.
"Sometimes things happen-"
"Because of my body. I can't have a baby" I interrupted again.
"And you're pregnant" the nurse's head nodded, my lips pursing.
"But I shouldn't be"
"It's not that you shouldn't be. No doctor told you it's suggested that you shouldn't be. You were told it was be hard to be; but not impossible, and look, now you're pregnant! We're going to keep watch, do our best to protect you and your baby and hopefully things go to plan. You can't worry too much though Mrs. Styles. The elevated blood pressure can risk you getting quite a handful of pregnancy complications" He warned and that alone was sending me into a mental hurricane.
When it came time for the ultrasound, Harry was giddy beyond belief.
I was as well, but I knew I'd be more excited once I was told that everything looked okay.
That me, and baby were okay.
Worse case scenario, I'm somehow miscarrying. Somewhat worst case is the pregnancy tests were false and my biggest fear that was forming a pit in my stomach was that I was pregnant, but I had some sort of detached egg and placenta thing, creating a high risk and or termination of pregnancy.
What if this was my one chance, and it didn't happen properly and I have to terminate it?
I don't think I'll survive that.
Harry called "Come in" when a knock sounded on the door, a youngish looking woman greeting us with a chart in her hand.
I laid back, the gel getting spread on my stomach, Harry taking a photo which made me laugh.
"Your fans would lose their minds if they knew you took selfies" I teased, the ultrasound technician smiling as turned on the machine.
"What they don't know won't kill them" he grinned, shoving his phone back in his pocket when I grabbed mine, returning the favor to record his reaction to seeing the baby.
"Are you guys ready?" She asked, the two of us nodding, our attention now on the tiny black and white static screen.
"Here's baby" She pointed, the little flick of a bean catching our immediate attention, "and... here's heartbeat" She pushed in on a button, the woosh sounding making our ears perk and our grins widen.
"What do you think, baby?" I asked, turning to look at Harry, seeing an overwhelming look of adoration towards the little screen, my heart melting right then and there.
I can't wait to watch him with the baby. He's going to be the best father ever.
With lack of reply, I turned back to look at the screen, wishing the baby was bigger so I could truly appreciate what was actually inside of me.
The wooshing noise stopped, my eyes snapping to look at the technician as she turned the screen towards herself.
I could feel my heart thump against my chest as I glanced over towards Harry who seemed worried, but was appearing to try very hard not to let it show.
"Everything okay?" I carefully asked, the technician humming.
"Baby's fine" she replied, "Um" she turned the screen back to us, "Do you guys see this?" She asked, pointing at the little bean, both of us nodding, "And do you see this?" She flipped screens, showing another bean. Harry's head tilting as I nodded slowly, also confused.
"That's the same, right?" I asked, the tech staying quiet.
"Do you see this one?" She asked, now my heart was really beating out of my chest.
What was happening?
Was this some kind of sick joke?
"You see here, each one has their own sack.." she pointed at three didn't placenta sacks.
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"Yeah.."
"I uh, you're having triplets" She announced, my body stilling as Harry's eyes widened slightly, lips parted out of shock. "Here's baby A... baby B... baby C" She noted, the little letters showing up on the screen before she took a picture.
"There's three? Three babies?" Harry asked, the tech nodding as she went back to the video screen, moving around to show each one.
"Three's three"
"How- what?" I stumbled, leaning up on my elbows to try and get a closer look.
There is no way in hell there are three babies inside my fucking womb right now.
"There's just three, right?" Harry asked, my eyes widening at the possibly of more.
I'm going to be fucking huge.
"I'm not a golden retriever, Harry! I can't have a litter" I panicked.
I wasn't even supposed to have one baby, and now I'm having three?!
THREE?!!!!!!!
"I can only see three" She confirmed. "There could be one or two hidden behind one of the other ones-"
"MORE?!" I freaked.
"But that's rare" She finished, my eyes practically popping out of my head as I started to laugh.
"You're joking right? That's just like.. some prank you do on new parents? Ha ha.. jokes funny. It's just one, right?" I freaked, Harry's hand finding mine, the tech shaking her head.
"I'm not pulling your leg. It's triplets at least" She said, my body falling back on the exam bed.
Triplets.
Fucking triplets.
How the fuck am I gonna carry triplets?!
BIRTH TRIPLETS?!
No.
No I can't.
I can't birth triplets.
"Do I have to birth them all? Induvially?!" I worried aloud.
"It's extremely rare due to complications. You have a extremely if not guaranteed confirmation of a c-section"
"I can't have a VBAC next time right? if there is a next time? if I want a next time.." I rushed out, the idea of not having the dream vaginal birth was making my heart feel crushed.
I knew I shouldn't have hopes and dreams, especially since this wasn't supposed to happen period.. but I can't help it.
If it was one baby, or maybe even two... I could've possibly had a vaginal delivery, right? Like that could've been a possibility?
"Let's cross that road when we get there" She chuckled and I sighed, my eyes falling shut.
I could hear the tone of Harry's voice, the vibration it caused in my ears, but I couldn't make out the actual words as tears begun to roll down my cheeks.
I'm having triplets.
Three babies.
Three babies are growing inside of me.
T h r e e b a b a i e s a r e g r o w i n g i n s i d e o f m e
I have to raise three children at once. Of the same age. Forever.
Oh my god.
"Babe, I can see the smoke coming out of your ears from here" he snickered, "Quit thinking so hard"
I rolled my eyes, my hands coming up to cover my eyes.
"You're positive it's three?" I asked again, the tech confirming for what was probably the fourth or fifth time since I blacked out whatever Harry said.
I left the appointment with my brain spiraling and a few pregnancy pamphlets in hand, Harry already googling the recommended websites.
"Wait, it says that multiples rarely go to full term, meaning... we have like........ way less time than normal" he finished, making me laugh at his lack of words.
"Aren't you scared?" I asked, turning to face him as he scrolled through his phone.
"Scared? Sure. The excitement overshadows it though"
"How does the excitement overshadow the fear?" I genuinelly asked, baffled by how his emotions were a complete 180 to my own.
"Because we went from day and night worrying about not having any kids, to having three, Y/N. I mean, that's insane! A whirlwind if you will, but it's exciting! We're having three babies!"
I stayed quiet, Harry rambling the entire drive home about how we have so many more names to pick out now, and asking me if we were having one nursery, or a gendered nursery or even giving them each their own nursery.
Saying I was overwhelmed was an understatment.
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majaloveschris · 3 months
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So for now, I think we've all seen those amazing pictures taken of Chris and Alba going to Scarlett's party, and our favorite pap walk photographer, Jesal, was also part of the duo taking pictures of them. They also got their own article, and nobody else has so far, but I guess they were the biggest stars there (sarcasm).
The paps were obviously called, so they knew they'd be photographed, which was a must after some silence and before the holidays. This is weird since they are "so private," yet somehow they need to be seen; people need to know about their relationship and wedding details.
The situation isn't any better than in the first NYC pap walk. They still look weird and uncomfortable, and they still don't know how to hold hands. They are just walking next to each other, and they look down or in front of them. I also really loved the subtle showing of her rings. It was all really natural.
I also really loved the "source" addition of him being "protective of her" and that they "looked inseparable." It's so funny how there is always a source when it comes to them. There are sources sharing details about their relationship, about their wedding, and about this too. They are so private, yet there is always someone sharing every single little detail about their "romance."
Her new movie's trailer also came out today, which could be a coincidence if the exact same thing didn't happen during the first pap walk too (WN 2nd season came out that day).
No matter how hard they try, they look uncomfortable around each other. Alba was trying to be smiley in the first two pictures, but Chris is just walking and doesn't even look at her. So are they happy and so in love when they are alone, but when they are in public, they act like this? This doesn't seem to make any sense, or it doesn't seem to be a reasonable explanation.
Everybody is entitled to believe whatever they want, and maybe I'm wrong, but this doesn't seem normal or natural or even real to me.
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tiny-sassy-aggressive · 2 months
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I am living blogging my reaction to the second watch through of WDAPTEO 4 bc the first run through was so much
00:00- I screamed when I saw the notif. I was alone in the car. Just pulled up to my apt looked at my phone and screamed “ no way “ I still can’t believe we got it
00:01- hi, they are SO BEAUTIFUL I’m squealing. I cannot stop staring it’s embarassing
00:27 what’s going on here? “Nothing” my heart. The smiles
00:50 oh I am LOVING the feature wall. And fish tank reveal project??
01:00 how dare they throw THAT japhan photo up there like it’s just some example. Who the hell do they think they are- also I want that doomed hoodie :( he is snug as a bug in a rug
01:50 terror not even 2 minute in and crack
02:03 I’m sorry Dan asking Phil about TikTok stuff is precious
02:13(What is cba)
02:39 I CACKLED. Phil’s sarcastic ass omg
02:44 dans little pat
02:58 phivorce
03:05 I know the ft, they are friends of course. But seeing the messages really warms my heart. Like it’s so normal why am I emotional
03:52 of course Phil sends millions of memes
04:10 how in the fuck did Phil catch his phone what??? Ft dans face during the whole interaction.
Ad time —— 04:25. Im sorry Dan looks fucking amazing, his hair is so curled and pretty? And he looks so comfy cozy and soft??? My Dannie side is really coming out rn
04:59 handsome devil, damn straight. Love this man he’s too precious for this world
05:23 🍑
05:55 are the Brits okay??? Bone daddies?? I’m too American for this
06:30 perfectly encapsulated Dan and Phil energy
06:35 Dan saying dude scratches a weird itch in my brain
06:55 again! Totally normal to call a friend in a taxi. But this moment makes them so real in my mind like yes. Call that friend. In that taxi. Make it less awkward. Why did I like this moment so much
07:05 A PRETEND CONVO OF COURSE HE WOULD. He’s so real for that
07:34 “these are very dan and Phil”
07:42 I’m in pain. Koala content and ouch I can’t even put into words
08:44 three days without a text sounds exaggerated. Or lie. Like cmon. All those messages and convos and yall went 3 days without a word?? Sounds fake
08:58 asking what he should do for his nails!!? Again totally normal but UGH I love their friendship
09:01 also Phil coming in with a STELLAR idea, hope to see it happen
09:11 Phil’s a little shit OMG he hated the nails Dan got.
09:38: dans precious little selfies
09:44 also who tf is that that does not look like Dan
09:52 wtf do you mean that they had the same weird Swedish bakery???? 10 years apart???? WHAT THE HELL??????
10:35 fuckin nerds ft cute ft selfie
10:52 Dan in Phil’s glasses hi what the fuck? Precious. Phil loves to take photos of Dan sleeping.
11:02 jump. Scare.
11:28 PHIL CALLED HIS MOM. NURSE LESTER.
12:11 Dan stalking the ring doorbell is not something I expected?
12:20 glad to know Phil and I share that we can’t hear someone saw our name bc it’s too intimate
13:16 ordering a roast dinner is so cute idk why
13:35 jump. Scare.
14:26 I hate them :( i so long for what they have
15:04 they didn’t see death note the musical!! Haters!!!!
15:20 HOT
16:00 Phil papping Dan>>>>>>
16:20 I rewatched this part so many times. Thsi entire sequence. This whole. Dare i say SCENE. Disgustingly familiar. Disgustingly cute. I- karaoke game???? What??? It was for them
17:06 omatone :(
18:22 hot? Worrying? Hmm???
18:45 Phil is so dramatic I love him
19:01 genre to dinner? I don’t get them
19:10 DAAAAAN AHHHHH
19:20 SCRIPTS AH???????3@2/9/@/9@22929 more writer Dan
20:17 this is so familiar
20:50 this has “would you still love me if I was a worm” energy? Can’t explain
22:53 “we dan and phil-ed it” we have to steal that! Asap’
23:24 when Dan sits up he is soooo much taller than Phil but he constantly slumps down and looks up to Phil. It’s very cute to watch.
24:30 oh they are fully embracing the joint channel and slowly moving away from gaming and honestly. I’m alright with it. They look so happy
Guys this was too much. So I just started reading fanfic and these conversations were right out of what I’ve been reading which is very odd tbh? But we were fed. This was amazing content and I can’t wait to see what the writers do with this. Cheers
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redybearsent · 2 months
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(Undertale AU) Earthsecret (a.k.a Generation Swap)
I know some else had an AU called Earthsecret but I wanna draw attention to the word HAD. Anyways. Earthsecret! An cool name for what is basically Undertale Generation Swap.  The premise is simple, every main character swaps with some one close to them that´s from a past generation. For example, the current royal scientist, Alphys, swaps with the past royal scientist W.D Gaster, and so on with others, ofc, there are some odd balls for some choices but they are there because they have connections with the role of the character they are now in. 
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Roles:
Frisk <-> Kris  (reason: they are both the protagonists in Toby Fox´s games and have a close relation with the Dremurr and Hoilday families)  Flowey <-> Noelle´s Angel Doll (Reason: Because Asriel <-> Noelle, ofc) Toriel <-> Rudy (Reason: They are both very close with the respective children of their families fulfilling the role of the caretaker and housekeeper)  Napstablook <-> Seam (This one is the first odd ball in the bunch. Reason: They both have a nihilistic careless nature and because the mini bosses swap with the secret bosses) Sans <-> Grampa Semi (Reason: Semi is implied to be Sans and Papyrus´ grampa, I based him on Sans and Paps´beta design. He´s a  journalist and detective for hire) Papyrus <-> Muttler (Doge) (Reason: Even if this one doesn´t make much sense I choose to swap Paps with this world´s first canine unit member and current protector of snowdin) Undyne <-> Gerson (Reason: Gerson was the past Royal Guard captain, it makes sense that Him and Undyne would swap)  Mad Dummy <-> Jevil (Third weird swap. Reason: They both share a ballistic erratic nature and also a relation with the person in Napstablook´s role) Alphys <-> Gaster (Reason: Gaster was the royal scientist before he was shatter between time and space. Now he´s alive and Alphys fell in the CORE) The Amalgamates <-> The Gaster Followers (Reason: Because Alphys <-> Gaster, ofc) MTT <-> Spamton (Now this one makes a lot of sense taking in mind the previous mini bosses swap and Gaster´s role.  I won´t elaborate much, you can make an image in your mind) Asgore <-> Mayor C. (Reason: They both share a powerful and politic position in their respective game, where, they are both closed and moor the loss of a child of theirs)  Asriel <-> Noelle (Reason: They both have an important role in their respective games narrative and even if it would have more sense to choose Dess for this, I think Noelle is better) Chara <-> Dess (Reason: Both mysterious meta characters on their respective narratives. We know so fewer of them and that is enough for me to swap them. They are the cursed kids of their families)
https://www.deviantart.com/redybearsart/art/Undertale-AU-Earthsecret-1013476557
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its-time-to-write · 7 months
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ch. 4 - hustling for the good life
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table of contents Oh hey it’s Jamie’s side of things
also. I don’t proofread. yes I’m sorry, no I won’t change my ways.
takes one to know one
Here’s the thing. While you’ve been hopping around London, doing interviews and press and meeting all sorts of talented musicians, Jamie’s been doing his own work. Namely, badgering Keeley about his chances with you.
“She’s really pretty,” he confessed in the car on the way home from Isaac and Stella’s. “She’s like, fucking I don’t know, ethereal or some shit.” Keeley’s basically passed out, which is why Jamie is talking so freely. He knows she won’t remember shit. 
“Learned that word the other day,” he continues, “It’s like something you see can can’t totally understand. Or like, out of your league. Anyway, that’s her. Think she was all freaked out, though. Maybe too many people. Weird, innit, international star like her anxious in a crowd of people. But I really liked talking to her. Fuck, Keeley, she’s smart. You can tell in her lyrics.”
Keeley responds with a snore.
Jamie chuckles. “Yeah, alright, we’re almost to Roy’s. Don’t breathe a word of this to anyone, yeah? Like I said, not like she’d go with someone like me anyway.”
Jamie severely underestimated Keeley’s ability to retain juicy gossip. Yeah she was sloshed, so much so that Roy had to carry her inside and onto the bed, but that didn’t stop her from sending Jamie a text the next morning that said, ?????? and a gif of your face.
Jamie replied in kind. ??????
U fucking kno what im asking, Keeley replied. U like her.
Jamie responds, that aint a question, keels
Fine, Keeley writes, here’s one
What the fuck did you mean, ‘someone like me????’
Jamie grimaces and puts his phone down. He’ll respond to that later but now, he has to go running around the field and puke his guts out because Roy’s a fucking sadist.
Jamie’s been a fan of your music since, like, your first single. He’s not even sure how he first heard it but he did, and then he’d listen to it when no one could catch him.
Then you started gaining popularity, and it was more acceptable for him to listen to your soft yet upbeat songs. He came home one weekend to find his mum playing Blue Glass on a speaker in the kitchen, and they sat down at the counter and listened to the entire album, not speaking the whole time while Simon puttered around cooking dinner.
He’s followed your career through the trade from Manchester to Richmond, then back to Man City and then Richmond again. 
And yeah, he’s had a little bit of a crush.
But god, there’s no fucking way he has a shot in hell. Sure, he’s the Premier League’s top player, but you? You’re on another level.
Paps don’t even bother trying to slander you anymore because they’ll never find a speck of dirt on you. There are always pictures of you volunteering, or visiting kids in hospitals, or petting dogs or some shit. Stuff that’s usually staged, but with you it isn’t.
You’ve never had a scandal hit the papers, always been spotted out with a famous model/actor/singer boyfriend who has never once been seen cheating on you. Jamie wonders if anyone could even consider cheating on someone with as much talent and kindness as you seem to possess.
Anyway, you’d never go for someone with his relatively checkered past. All you have to do is google “Jamie Tartt,” and there he is, making out with models, headlining cheating scandals, and having sex in fucking jacuzzis.
Yeah, you’d never go for it.
But as he’s at training, running drills and practicing goals, he keeps thinking about the way you looked with your feet in the pool, hair blowing softly in the breeze.
He decides to have a serious chat with Keeley.
He turns up to Keeley’s house and fucking Roy’s there, except this time it’s not really a surprise. Roy opens the door, scoffs, then walks away. 
“Prick’s here,” he calls to Keeley somewhere in the house, except it’s not as angry as it used to be. Jamie can almost trick himself into thinking it’s affectionate.
“Hello to you too, grandad,” he says to Roy’s back. Roy grunts and heads to the kitchen, presumably to finish making dinner. 
Keeley bounds down the stairs and wraps Jamie in a hug. “Glad you’re here, babe. Now we can have a good chat.”
She leads him to the couch and hands him a fluffy pink pillow, one that Jamie remembers throwing across the room more than once. Fuck, there’s another reminder why he shouldn’t even be thinking of seeing you again. He couldn’t properly emote when he was with Keeley, so how’s he supposed to navigate a serious relationship?
“Oi, stop overthinking,” Keeley says, snapping her fingers in front of his face.
“Weren’t overthinking,” Jamie replies automatically. “And since when are you a mindreader?” 
Keeley grins at that. “I’m not. Your face was just all twisty and shit, which means you’re actually using your brain for once. So come on, out with it.”
Jamie’s not entirely sure where to begin, but he opens his mouth and everything sort of comes spilling out. How he talked to you for ten seconds and is pretty sure he’ll never actually love again. And he’s convinced himself that he might have a shot but then he’s reminded of all his shitty choices and thinks he’ll never measure up but god fucking damnit, he wants something real and yeah, you’re another celebrity, but there’s something about your eyes or maybe it’s the way you move your hands, but he knows for sure that if you were just a regular girl he saw on the street, he’d feel the exact same way. 
Except neither of you are like, actually regular people, but for different reasons. And his fucking shitbag of a father is always looming in the back of his mind, especially since playing Man City the other week, and he won’t let his dad try to have any sort of hold over you because that would be shitty. So anyway, he’s pretty sure that’s everything and he’s probably going to die alone.
Keeley says, “Whoa,” with big eyes once he’s finished, and for a moment Jamie thinks she’s going to call a mental institute, but then she cocks her head and says, “Jamie, you do know that nothing’s actually happened, right? Like, you haven’t even asked her out?” and Jamie realizes that he’s been knee deep in his mind for a fucking long time.
“I mean, Roy’s no saint,” she continues while Roy shouts, “Oi!” from the kitchen, “and we still got together.”
Jamie just looks at her.
“Alright, bad example,” she says. “But hey, you’ll never know if you don’t try. I mean come on, you’re Jamie fucking Tartt! You’re like, the best footballer in all of England! And you’re right fit,” she says just loud enough for Roy to hear.
“I can’t cook for shit,” Jamie says miserably, and Roy barks out a short laugh while Keeley pats Jamie’s arm.
“You’re way too far in your fucking head, babe,” she says sympathetically. “Take it one day at a time, yeah? You don’t even know if you’ll see her again.”
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robanilla · 2 months
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Wow!!! *drools* I agree you need to write that fic, definitely, and share it with us pretty please? Written by you it's going to be fantastic!
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Re: Sugarbaby!Sans x Reader fic
Eventuallyyy.... I don't really have more than a concept right now but goddd it's been bouncing around up here since even before I started mbb(tm)
--- here's something... warning: alcohol, bar setting, monster discrimination / mentions of past harassment, suggestive themes, promiscuity in place of therapy ---
Sans hated going to human bars.
He's a novelty there; a gimmick. Most of them just stare and whisper behind his back. Those who actually have the spine to approach him usually don't care about keeping up a decent conversation. It's demoralizing and offensive, especially when they have their phones out to take pictures or record him doing fuck all.
He really should have thought of that before taking a seat at the bar and downing a few too many shots, but he also wasn't in the mood to do much thinking at the moment.
Grillby knew he was trying to get sober. He was well-known at Grillby's in general, so if he even touched the stuff, somehow that information would make it all the way back to his brother, whether he wanted it to or not.
Paps is gonna be so disappointed in him when he gets back to the apartment, reeking cheap booze and cheaper perfume. Again.
Sans looks around the room for something fun. Something interesting. Something dangerous.
A human in a styled white button-up and black pants peers back at him. They wear a black harness around their waist as an accessory, and Sans is curious, but ultimately, they weren't his type.
He picks through the crowd, trying not to make his assessments of them obviously linger. He spots a fun one- more his size, cute, an adorable little giggle he can pick up even from across the room. Maybe if he makes them laugh, he can convince them to join him somewhere more private. Here's hoping Giggles' got a weird kink thing for skeleton monsters.
Just as Sans gets up from his stool, sights trained on his target for the night, he's approached by the first human he considered.
They're taller than he thought now that he was seeing them up close. Sans glances up for a second, trying not to be rude as he tries to keep track of Giggles at the same time.
"Hey."
"Heya," Sans nods politely. He immediately regrets the motion as his eye lights wobble in their sockets. He tries to step past, but this human has other plans.
"Wait- you're really cute. I was wondering if I could buy you another drink?" They say quickly, gesturing towards his empty glass.
Sans winces. "Thanks, but no thanks. I've had my fill for the night."
They look a bit disappointed at first, but cover it up with a lopsided smile. "Really? Here I was thinking all that alcohol was going right through you."
Sans grins. Maybe they were more his type than he figured. He gives them another once over before turning his full attention on them.
"Nah," he says easily, nodding towards the bar. "I'm a bit of a lightweight. Now that you mention, it probably would help if I had some-body- to drink with."
They light up, and lead Sans back to his seat.
"Happy to oblige. Call me Wyenne."
"Sans."
You take a seat next the stocky skeleton monster and flag the bartender over. It's not often you see this monster around, but as the only skeleton on your side of town, he was hard to forget. You've finally got the guts (heh) to get up and just talk to him.
Tonight, you were fully planning on scratching an itch; you were curious about him, and he seemed to be looking for a distraction. The perfect setup for a single night of experimental fun.
It was only supposed to be one night.
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So apparently Miles Teller's wife Keleigh gave Taylor that ring?? Except then why did Keleigh like that tiktok theorizing the it was from Travis? If ever asked I'm sure Keleigh would claim she liked it because the women was right about stones being opal and blue topaz but come on the main point of that tiktok was "this ring was a gift from Travis" and Keleigh liking it was taken as confirmation on that. Which she bloody well knew would happen the minute she clicked like, which I'm sure was done with Taylor's permission. And why did she then wait so long to correct everyone?
I've gotta laugh at Keleigh, no doubt under Taylor's direction, trying to act like tHe MeDiA were fixated on the ring for no reason. Taylor was flashing that thing all over her bday pics, as the tiktok demonstrates, and she was showing it off to Keleigh and Miles, even though Keleigh apparently bought it for her, while being papped. Taylor 100% wanted everyone to see the ring, talk about the ring and speculate about who gave it to her. And of course? people figured it was from Travis? A boyfriend giving his girlfriend jewelry for her birthday is a very normal and frankly expected when said boyfriend is a rich football player. Also a ring featuring both their birthstones is generally considered a pretty romantic gift? Its kind of a weird gift for a friend to give imho, which is why I'm very skeptical that ring really was from Keleigh, even if Keleigh's birthday is also in October so opal is her birthstone too (OMG....is this the birth of Keylor!?!?! 😲🤯🤣).
Anyway call me crazy but I think there is something very fishy about Keleigh all of a sudden claiming that the ring was from her. Taylor seemed perfectly happy to let people think the ring was from Travis until today. What changed?
tin foil hat time: I think Taylor and Travis have broken up. My spidey senses have been tingling ever since he was confirmed to not come to her New York birthday party after weeks of speculation about all the romantic things he was gonna do for her bday. I was wondering if he was going to pull a Gyllenhaal (stand her up on her bday and breakup with her before Christmas) and now I'm thinking that might be exactly what he's done (although he apparently at least let her know he wouldn't be at her bday). If he has broken up with her I bet Taylor feels really silly having flashed that ring around so much during her birthday hence her now getting Keleigh, who's birthstone also happens to be opal, to claim it was actually from her. If they have broken up I doubt anything will be confirmed until early in January but it'll certainly be interesting to see what happens over Christmas and New Years. Google says the Chiefs have a game on Christmas Day and New Years Eve...
I could be way off base but this whole "psych!! you thought the ring was from Travis but its actually from Keleigh!!" thing just feels very off and defensive. And if the ring isn't from Travis then what DID he get her for her bday?? Given how public they've been with everything else its odd that Taylor didn't want to show it off. Or at least have the details leaked.
Right, if the ring wasn’t from Travis then why did Keleigh like a tiktok saying otherwise? And who in the world gives their friends birthstone matching rings like that one? But at the same time our TK bestie's two braincells can never come up with such sentimental idea.
So my take is, Taylor wanted people to think the ring was from Travis, so it was originally gifted by Keleigh, but planned by Taylor. She wanted to replace the memories of the opal ring and infinity bracelet that she was given by Joe, so maybe it was actually a show off to shade him like "Yes you gave me an sentimental opal ring once, but this new tacky one gifted by my new boyfriend is much better anyway." Hence she made Keleigh like the post to spread the news. But now idk what happened that made her take back the statement...
Maybe TK bestie saw it and it bruised his ego that his gf is buying herself gifts and crediting him for it? 💀😭
Or maybe your take is right too? Let's see🍿
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punsmaster69 · 5 months
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19/OCT/20XX
at some ungodly hour, i woke up on the couch, papyrus sitting beside me.
i tried to get to the kitchen and snag something from the fridge without waking him, but he hopped up the second i set foot in the kitchen.
"...'sup, paps. sorry to wake you."
"HOW ARE YOU FEELING?"
"i'm good. pretty hungry, though."
"I'M GOING TO TAKE IT THAT YOUR LACK OF PUPILS IS.. NOT INTENTIONAL."
"...what?"
"they're gone?"
closed, open.
open, closed.
"nothing?"
"THEY'RE STILL GONE."
"..literally knocked my lights out, huh? weird."
"CAN YOU SEE ALRIGHT?"
"vision's the same."
in the light of the fridge, i could see him anxiously fidgeting.
"i feel fine, so you should go back to sleep."
"just gonna eat and then.."
"..well. can't say i'm very tired anymore, so i guess i'll just hang out. watch tv or something."
"I.."
"I'M NOT TIRED, EITHER!"
"..SO, I'LL ALSO JUST HAVE TO 'HANG OUT' ."
"ok. you want me to grab you anything while i'm here?"
he shook his head.
paps quietly observed me the whole time, but i don't know what for.
kept opening his phone, typing to someone.
"who else is up at this hour to be responding to you?"
"ALPHYS HAS YET TO FALL ASLEEP."
"wanna see if she wants to hang out too? that way we can all be nighttime losers together."
"..EXCLUDING THE LOSERS PART, A SLEEPLESS SLEEPOVER SOUNDS HELPFUL!"
"helpful?"
"FUN. I MEANT FUN."
——
"heya."
"Hey-"
"EEK!!"
"Wh-why are your eyes off?!"
"dunno. woke up with 'em stuck."
"HELLO ALPHYS!"
"Hi, Papyrus."
they exchanged a series of looks whose meanings were lost on me.
"..so whenever you're done with the staring contest, there's blankets here for you, alphys.
"Oh- um, yeah. S-sorry. Thanks, Sans."
——
"ARE THERE REALLY BEINGS UP THERE IN THE SKY??"
"This is show is (very) fake, Papyrus."
"REALLY?"
"what, you don't believe in aliens?"
"I do! What I 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 believe is that they'd visit Earth to draw circles in farmland and steal cows."
"WHY WOULD THEY NEED SO MANY?"
"Exactly!"
"Totally ridiculous."
"maybe they wanna make their own farm."
"But why the crop circles?"
"i'm not one to judge someone's artistic medium."
"What meaning do those hold??"
"PERHAPS THEY ARE SUGGESTING THAT LIFE IS BUT A CIRCLE THAT LOOPS ENDLESSLY."
"........."
"that's crazy talk."
"YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT."
"CIRCLES ARE PROBABLY JUST THEIR FAVORITE SHAPE!"
"I guess that could be true."
"Still, weird place for it."
"maybe they buried treasure."
"THAT'S CRAZY TALK, TOO!!"
"All of this is crazy to begin with."
"true."
——
tori called me, hearing from papyrus that i was awake now.
we got off-topic quickly.
"i think my shirt has a hole in it."
"Would you like for me to lend you another one?"
"...i'll just sew it at some point."
"Hehe, okay. If you say so."
"What a shame, I was looking forward to finding the most embarrassing thing in my closet for you."
"the previous time was intentional?"
"..No! I do not know why you would ever think that."
"i feel less bad about that skeleton-hand shirt, now."
"What a shame it is for you, that I like it so much."
"I have been wearing it to bed as pajamas, since it is not quite appropriate for my little ones to see."
"probably for the best."
if flowey saw it.. my cause of death might suddenly change from 'unknown illness' to 'botany accident'.
"You are sounding a lot less drained today."
"Are you feeling better now?"
"yeah, way better."
"I am glad to hear that."
"Is your eye feeling better, as well?"
"they, uh, don't hurt, anymore...?"
"But, something is different?"
"....."
"nah. they're all good."
"Sans..."
"...."
"If they are 'all good' as you say, you would not mind turning on your camera, would you?"
i stared at the enable camera button on my phone.
it stared back.
"i'm.."
"naked."
"totally bones out-"
"Sans."
"ribs in the open air-"
"𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘴."
"You mentioned your shirt a mere moment ago."
"So unless simply talking to me over the phone was enough to make you strip..."
"Please show me your eyes."
damn it.
"...Please, uncover the camera."
"it's not covered. must be broken."
".........."
the disappointment was loud. i slid my finger off the camera.
"it-"
"this doesn't hurt, at all."
"my sight still works, and-"
"Does that not hinder your ability to express emotion?"
"like i did much of that."
"Sans, a monster's ability to express themselves is one of the most important things they could lose."
"they'll come back. i'll survive without 'em for a while."
"Have you tried doing it manually?"
"like...?"
"Can you use magic to return your pupils?"
"i-"
"Please, just try."
"....ok."
𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸,
....
𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸.
"......"
"anything?"
"Yes!"
"..huh."
had a slight ache in my skull before, but it felt like it got a little better all of a sudden.
"Without your pupils, you have quite the threatening energy about you."
"oh. ..yeah."
"It is nice to see your expressions again!"
"...."
"guess i'll keep doing this, then."
"There is nothing else I should be concerned about, is there?"
"that's it."
"It is easier to tell whether you are being truthful or not!"
"nevermind. i'm turning 'em off."
"Do not!"
"don't need an automatic lie detector on my face."
"It is so nice to see you look my way."
"..if you turned on your camera, i'd have more to look at."
".....Then, give me just a moment."
after about a minute, she returned.
"I apologize. I had to find some pants."
"n-"
"no worries."
tori turned on her camera.
i waited in anticipation as it loaded.
her fur was slightly ruffled, which she also said sorry for.
"I hope you do not mind too much."
"not- not at all. it's cu-"
"uh, looks. looks good."
"You are also looking good, for a skeleton sitting in bed right now."
"thanks. guess that's why they call it beauty sleep."
"It must be!"
——
she stared at me intently, as if trying to memorize my features.
"you're not gonna forget me that quickly, right?"
"Forgetting you would not be easy. I simply wish to have your image as fresh as possible in my mind."
"..You cannot stare back!"
"why not?"
"I am appreciating your candid face."
"...it's hard to stay that way when you're looking at me like that."
tori leaned even closer to the phone.
i covered the camera.
"Awww."
"I suppose I should go back to sleep now, anyway."
"Good night, Sans."
"goodnight, tori."
"....."
"I care for you very much. Please be safe."
"i ..care for you, too."
i stared at the blank phone screen for a while, replaying the call in my mind.
my soul felt like it was gonna jump out of my chest.
eventually gathering myself, i reentered the living room to join papyrus and alphys.
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the-empress-7 · 1 year
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Sooo there was that whole weird thing where Harry was trying to do that Texas rodeo in early March 2022? Nothing seems to have come of it but it was super weird. The staff there said at the time "he was going to enter the bull riding but the airline lost his rigging bag"
Then Frogmore was being discussed March/April 2022, after which Harry comes out with the statement that he is 'protecting' the Queen from 'those around her'. But they knew their lease was up. He openly says to Hoda Kotb that "home for me now, for the time being, is in the United States".
In early May 2022, NF cancelled Pearl, so they started to panic about having content. They had hoped they could ride on the 'success' of releasing Pearl until they could build up more royal + invictus footage. So they hit up the polo, and Meghan does Uvalde. Unsurprisingly NF wants nothing to do with this weird pivot to Texas, or non-royal polo.
End of May, Harry takes a bike ride with one of the Van Strawberries, probably learning that Chelsea got married that month. And another Met Gala comes and goes without invites to Meghan. This wasn't how they imagined things going at all!!!
So they call up Misan in June 2022, and task him with photographing Lili for the birthday. But they also probably get him to take as many other pics as possible while there - perhaps those professional looking photos of the duo in the Queen's childhood wendy house?
They pack everything up in June, sob, take pics, finish packing, sob, and take more pics. The royals don't want a circus and H&M don't want to admit to losing Frogmore, so no one leaks about the arrangement. But H&M finally have some recent 'royal content' to hand over.
Barely 2 months later in September and the Queen passes, to everyone's surprise. H&M's original plans are completely screwed, with Meghan acknowledging their doco in October but claiming "it may not be the way we would have told it". NF doesn't care and just wants to get something out of them at this point to justify their deal.
The doco gets pushed out in December 2022, when they wanted the book to come out first (the negative stuff) and the doco second (the love/overcoming/triumph stuff). With the book out in early 2023, it's clear all bridges have been burnt. Worse, the book sunk Harry's remaining popularity like a lead balloon.
The royals have finally got around to figuring out royal residences post-Queen, and tell Harry to hurry up and move his "ornate Ottoman bench and a chaise longue" over to Casa Olivegarden. The press finally picks up on the fact that H&M no longer rent Frogmore.
To try to claw back some sympathy, they trot out Omid to tell everyone what a "cruel and unusual punishment" this is. Unfortunately it just so happens that the news coincides with being papped at an exclusive private dining club. Hence no sympathy.
#timeline
All excellent points and I totally forgot about the odd rodeo appearance. You are right that they absolutely could not have afforded to let the news about Frogmore leak before their reality show aired, because they did their damndest to film everything they could while they could on that property. They needed to showcase it as a "current home in the UK". Which brings us to January, which again, they could not let the news distract from Harry's book. I guess they were saving it for their reconciliation tour turned victim tour 8984.0
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ablogforblogging · 3 months
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My dad is back on his bullshit and I’m so over it.
He showed up at my sister’s yesterday with 2 hours unaccounted for and obviously intoxicated. He claimed he was having eye problems. My sister was hosting Christmas with her in laws, my mom, my mom’s boyfriend, my aunt and my pap and everyone could tell he was fucked yo (besides probably my pap who is notoriously oblivious). He didn’t cause a scene, which is what he usually does, but was still acting weird and obviously messed up. He called me at some point to say he wouldn’t be coming to my house last night but would come today- even not having talked to my sister or anyone I could tell he sounded fucked up. He said he’d get a hotel but obviously my sister couldn’t let him drive so he ended up staying at her house. Her MIL actually pulled her aside as well to make sure she wasn’t going to let him drive, which is just embarrassing.
He does this stuff all the time. I can think of 7 times since 2012, I’m sure I’m forgetting some. He usually does it at my sister’s because she isn’t great at setting boundaries and I think he’s least afraid of her cutting him out completely. It’s hard to even describe the scope of his behavior- it’s not just run of the mill addict behavior. He has serious mental health issues but I’m not even sure what they are. He presents as totally normal, he holds a high level military position without issue, he appears normal to his friends and coworkers but then he goes off the rails around his family. Now he tries to blame it on vague medical issues but this has been going on for literal decades, since he was a teenager from what I understand. I don’t doubt he has medical issues but his behavior predates them and it’s more likely the substance abuse has caused those issues than vice versa. Since my mom divorced him it feels like all of this has fallen to my siblings and I to handle and I’m so sick of it.
He was supposed to text me this morning when he left so I’d know when to expect him. Instead he left my sister’s before anyone was awake and eventually just ran my doorbell. I guarantee he did that because he didn’t want to give me an opportunity to tell him he couldn’t come. He knew my sister would have told me already. I basically read him the riot act in my driveway- he can come in and spend the day with Isla but he is not spending the night at my house. I cut him off before he could claim he wasn’t fucked up, it was just his eyes, etc. A room full of people saw it this time. He just said “ok” dismissively.
Everyone has avoided cutting him off because he’s our dad but also (and maybe mostly) because we’re honestly afraid he’d kill himself if we set a boundary. I mean, I posted about how difficult it was to even set boundaries on him not telling us when he’s visiting. But I’m really done at this point. It sucks because Isla really does love him and doesn’t see any of this- he doesn’t show up around her intoxicated because he knows my husband and I wouldn’t hesitate to kick him out. She picks up on the tension and thinks I’m being mean to him. But him being this way in front of my nieces is enough for me- the oldest is 3 and already picks up on something being off. I told him I was setting the boundary on everyone’s behalf- he is not allowed to stay at my sister’s house. I don’t know what the way forward is- saying “until he proves he can do so without incident” doesn’t really work because this is sporadic. It’s not every time and you never know when he’ll show up fucked up.
And just as I was getting ready to post this, I came downstairs to him telling me he was going to go check into a hotel and then come back to take Isla to lunch. I told him he’s not taking her anywhere and he was obviously pissed. Again all he said was okay. I asked if he had anything else to say and he asked what I wanted him to say. I said maybe he should apologize, he gave an insincere apology and left. Now Isla is crying because she can’t go to lunch with him and I’m trying to figure out how to explain this to a 7 year old.
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bonetrousled · 6 months
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please please please please gawd tell me more about ur pap being the knight theory OR if u would so pls direct me to where u talked abt it before. u have truly GRIPPED me w this
OH GOD I HAVE SO SO MUCH OK. so i DO have the papyrus powerpoint HERE which has a section on that a little more in-depth and i will say i am not the first to come up w this idea but personally it's the only option that makes Complete sense w no holes to me. this is all going off the concept that papyrus is likely younger here bc sans asks kris to hang out w him. my ramblings under a cut bc im about to go fucking CRAZY
the knight, by people that have seen him already, is always referred to w he/it pronouns. papyrus and sans are the only characters that fit the he/it bill (both of them are referred to with it/its in the lost soul fight, nobody else is referred to this way)
there is NO way that kris OR susie could have made the dark worlds in chapter 1 and chapter 2. the dark world had to have been opened AFTER noelle and berdly got to the library (since their books and stuff are open) but BEFORE kris and susie arrived, crossing all of them off potential dark world opener lists. also up until this point kris didn't even Know how to open a dark world
there's the closet in the library that states that "a very large person could easily fit inside". papyrus could have potentially been hiding in there and waiting for others to come to open the fountain. additionally in ut he says that there's no skeletons in his closet- except him sometimes
but then the question of motive comes up. Why would he do that?
so far from what we've seen in deltarune, papyrus is an asocial shut-in. given that the main core of other characters hasn't really been altered, we can also assume what he wants MOST is to feel important and be liked, like in undertale. combining these two aspects leads us to someone who can't bring himself to socialize with others in the real world, but DESPERATELY wants to feel necessary and admired.
the whole deal w the dark world is wish fulfillment, at least as i see it. susie gets a cool outfit with spikes and makes friends, she has her own room with her own style, etc. berdly gets a cool, nerdy sci-fi outfit and is put in charge, and even gets to have a heroic moment towards the end of chapter 2. noelle gets to tell her true feelings to a mother figure and gets to spend time with susie. so if you get what you want most in the dark world, it would make COMPLETE sense for papyrus to not only be spending time in them, but opening more fountains to spend as much time in them as possible.
plus, what have we seen the first two chapters thus far? EVERYONE important and in-charge LOVES the knight. all they do is talk abt him and how awesome he is. double tying in this aspect of wish fulfillment to the weird, perfect nature of hometown- people who didn't really get a chance at life are still alive, everyone is happy, that sort of thing. papyrus is the ONLY main character out of all of undertale that NEVER gets what he wants. every other character gets some sort of completion to their arc, some sort of resolution and closure, they meet their goals, they achieve something. by the end of true pacifist, papyrus doesn't get ANYTHING. his friend count is still stagnant, he never proves himself, or gets any sort of important role (he only becomes the ambassador if you DON'T want to). putting two and two together here, it would make perfect sense for papyrus to finally get his moment- by his own hands.
plus, and this is just a little obvious here, but if you become what you want the most in the dark world, and papyrus wanted to be in the guard- what would you call a member of a royal guard? a knight.
alongside the weird, vague hints that papyrus must have had SOMETHING happen to him in his past and that he wasn't always a great guy (very adamant about how people can change, the "I'M A PRETTY BRUTAL KIND OF GUY" line, the way he admits to you in aborted no mercy that he was going to blast you to smithereens) and we NEVER get resolution/explanation for that (or any of the other weird shit he says [see powerpoint]) i feel like there's just too much setup here for any other option to make sense to me. papyrus is also just very obviously toby's favorite character from ut, he's the only one he ever commissioned art for just to have and he clearly really enjoys writing him and doing stuff w him. anyway ummm im insane :) *grins*
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