#anyways im gonna ask her later when i come back home it will probably be p late but thats okay

[iknaenmal]

okay. today i will go on a difficult mission. i might not come back (will ask i friend if they want to hang out)

[die-pink-maus]

A Weekend in Vienna 🇦🇹

While vacationing in Germany, Chantelle’s (OC) best friend, Adrian (also an OC), books an impromptu trip to Vienna to visit extended family. Chantelle decides to join her for the last few days of her trip, where she meets an interesting friend of Adrian’s family who offers to show the two around the city for the weekend🤭

TW: Pretty much none, not for this chapter anyway, but things will get 🌶️spicy🌶️ in the next parts. Also there is an age gap between OC and König, she is 25 and he is about 36-37.

CW: FemOCs, female pronouns used, while both characters are technically OCs please feel free to imagine them however you’d like, ultimately the main character is the reader, I just didn’t want to use “Y/N” so I gave them names 🙈

Word Count: 1,516

*DISCLAIMER*

This is my first time EVER writing any kind of fan fiction so please go easy on me 😭 if you like where things are going, likes and reblogs would be greatly appreciated! If you’d like to see anything in particular in the next part or part(s), I’d love to hear it!

This version of König is based on the above interpretation drawn by @lettaniko (I hope you don’t mind me using it! I absolutely love this drawing it’s perfect! 🫶🏼)

I like a nice build up to the smut so if you like to get right into it this is probably not going to be for you…but if you can wait I it out I promise it’ll be worth it 😂

Enjoy! 💋

7:30am. There’s approximately 30 minutes before my train departs for Vienna, and I still haven’t reached the train station yet. I scrambled as I dashed out of my hotel room, hoping I’d left the place in a somewhat decent state and I hadn’t forgotten anything valuable as got into the elevator. I’ve been exploring Munich for the past two weeks and I’ve been having the absolute time of my life. Although traveling alone can be quite scary, oddly enough, I’ve never felt more at home. Munich is such a vibrant city, filled with all kinds of exciting things to do and I’ve met so many incredible people, it’s definitely been the experience of a lifetime. To say that I am not looking forward to going back home to Vancouver would be an understatement, but all good things must come to an end. I’d spent about a year and a half learning to speak German, and promised myself that I would plan a trip in celebration of achieving fluency, so here I am! Now, Vienna wasn’t initially on my list of places to visit when I decided to come to Germany, but my best friend, Adrian, ended up booking a spur of the moment flight last week to visit extended family in Austria and suggested I come hangout with her during the last few days of my trip. Seeing as its only a 3-4hr train ride from Munich, I figured why the hell not! I’ve heard Vienna is beautiful, and Im at all not opposed to exploring another city.

Upon arrival at the train station in Vienna I was greeted by Arian, excitedly jumping up and down while holding up a large white sign that read “Willkommen in Wien, Schlampe!” I rolled my eyes and shook my head, laughing as I got off the train and ran over to her, tackling her in a tight embrace as she laughed hysterically. “Did you have to let the whole station know that I’m a bitch or…?”

“Honestly, they should’ve known the moment they saw you.” She said jokingly. “How was the ride over?” She asked.

“Amazing, I haven’t slept that well in years. It also didn’t feel like a 4 hour train ride.”

“Trains in out here are quite quick so I wouldn’t be surprised if it somehow took less time. They definitely shit on the ones we have back home.”

“Oh for sure.” I agreed as we began walking over to the car.

“So a family friend of ours just came back from a mission in the states, he’s in the military bee tee dubs —“

“Yeah kinda pieced that together when you said ‘mission’.” I chuckled.

“I don’t drive out here so he’s gonna give us a ride back to my aunts, cool?”

“Sounds good.”

“He’s also a lot more familiar with Vienna than I am, so he offered to show us around a bit later on this evening.” Aw how nice of him. Knowing Adrian, the first place she’ll want to be taken to is the nearest bar, that girl can drink! If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my time in Germany, and my 10 years of friendship with Adrian, it’s that Europeans love their liquor. There are people from all parts of Europe in Germany and that’s one thing that remains quite consistent across the board. I also love my liquor, which is probably why I ended up fitting in so well.

We finally arrived at the car and opened the trunk to begin loading all of my luggage inside. I’d brought a small carryon suitcase, a duffle bag, as well as a large suitcase that was full of clothes I’d over packed from home, and a bunch of other clothes and souvenirs I’d bought in Munich. “Okay this one’s gonna be a tad heavy.” I warned as Adrian grabbed hold of the handle on the top. I reached forward to try to help her lift, but neither of us could manage the weight. “I got it.” His voice was low, but gentle. He had an accent, but it wasn’t overwhelming or harsh, nor did it make anything he said hard to understand. I wasn’t expecting to see the person I saw when I’d finally caught a glimpse of him…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man like this in my entire life. Adrian and I stepped back as he grabbed hold of the suitcase, lifting it with absolute ease, as if it were light as a feather. His arm muscles bulged within the confines of his olive green long sleeved shirt as he tossed the suitcase inside the trunk. My heart began to race, It felt as if I was watching him move in slow motion. “Easy peasy.” He smirked as he turned around and looked down at me, his dazzling dark blue eyes awash with amusement at Adrian and I’s prior struggle. Jesus Christ…This man is an absolute unit. He’s gotta be at least 6 foot 7, if not taller. He’s incredibly easy on the eyes in a rough and rugged kinda way — a nice low trimmed beard, medium length dark brown hair, and a smile that is captivatingly dangerous to say the least. His presence alone exudes a confidence that causes me to grow weak in the knees. “I’m König,” he smiled knowingly as he stretched his hand out towards me. I know I’m definitely not the first woman to look at him the way I am. Even though I’m trying to keep my composure, it’s very clear that he can see right through it. “And you must be Chantelle?” He asked, eyes slowly roaming about my frame from head to toe. He bites his lip slightly as they return to my gaze, suggesting so much without saying any words at all. “I — yes.” I blushed, sheepishly brushing my hair behind my ear as I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” He said. “Oh yeah, König Chantelle, Chantelle König.” Adrian yelled from the backseat. He laughed and shook his head as he closed the trunk.

We arrived at Adrian’s aunts house about 45 minutes later. König helped us load all of my things into the foyer before letting us know he’d be coming back in a few hours to take us out to this bar that he and a few of his buddies on his task force frequent whenever they’re home. I’ve been thinking about him ever since he left — those mysterious blue eyes, the way he slightly bites his lower lip just before laughing at something ridiculous Adrian has said, the way his arm muscles swell beneath his shirt with the slightest movement…God, he’s sexy. I could think of a million different ways I’d want him to ruin me. The thought alone of being trapped beneath his large brawny frame writhing in pleasure as he thrusts into me over and over has me clenching around nothing. Though I’m not usually one for a one time fling, I have a feeling he’d be able to convince me. “So, you wanna tell me what all of that was about?” Adrian asked as she helped me settle into the guest room. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Since when are you a shy girl?” She giggled. Sigh. I figured she was referencing my unusual silence during the car ride over here. “He’s hot as fuck but I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“Ugh!” I groaned as I covered my face with a pillow. She’s right. I’m not very easily intimidated. I’m quite the confident woman and I ensure everyone in the room knows it, but this was different. Almost as if our energies were fighting for dominance, and mine didn’t stand a chance. “Hey if it’s any consolation, my jaw dropped the first time I saw him without his mask too.” Mask?

“Mask?” I asked.

“Yes…the last time I was here he was on base training recruits, so I’d see him often in full tactical gear. He’s a snipper, so he wears a mask to hide his face in the field. I mean, that was hot too, but in a Ghostface kinda way”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the comparison, but I was curious to see what his entire ensemble looked like. “How old is he?” I asked.

“I think he’s in his mid to late 30s? I’m honestly not too sure, and it doesn’t matter to me either way.” She winked. “I was sensing some unspoken vibes between the two of you in the car though. Don’t think I didn’t see both of you stealing glances at each other every now and then.” She smirked.

“Stop,” I scoffed. “A man like that is definitely not single, and even if he is…I don’t know” I blushed. “I didn’t see him looking at me..”

“K well I see everything, he definitely likes what he sees, and clearly the feeling is mutual on your end as well. Looks like tonight will be interesting.”

“Nothing’s gonna happen, Adrian.” I laughed as I rolled my eyes. Nothing’s gonna happen…right?

PART II 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART II

PART III 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART III

[mrsnancywheeler]

I’m back with more thoughts (I’ve been harassing you with the jealous Finnick and first time being intimate asks IM SO SORRY)

Imagine the pain Finnick feels when he has to walk to the reaping, seeing his sweet girl-no not his sweet girl anymore…seeing her at any point hurts him. It hurts his soul. His heart feels like a fresh bruise being pressed on when he sees her. But then, then her name is called, and instead of a bruise his heart is ripped from his body, chewed up and spit out by the capital. He gave her up so she’d be safe, he hasn’t felt her touch in two years so she wouldn’t be touched by the capitol. And yet, here she is. Walking up to the podium, on her way to a death game.

The heartbreak that he feels in the moment is probably unimaginable. The realization that giving her up, breaking her heart, breaking his heart; which she owns, was all for nothing.

Anyway I hope I’m not annoying you with these little thoughts haha! I’ll stop if so😅

Bye!

i love being bombarded with these sm please send me all your thoughts, pookie 💕

again I will probably get into this in the river more but like my poor boy

I swear this man he tells you not to be around, but he needs to see you. he'll make rounds around the market to try and catch a glimpse just to get jealous when you're happily talking with Conway or anyone else (I'm resisting the urge to say thing's I'm saying for the river and it's so hard) he told you not to come to his parties, but they're not fun anymore. now he's just sad when he's drunk, there's no giggly you around. and there's no comfort to his sadness without you. he wants to beg you to come back, to be with him, but he can't. no other girls his age hold a candle to what he felt with you and he feels like he's betraying you by just entertaining them.

and oh my god, of course you notice the way he spends all day, circling around the marketplace. you hate it because of how much I makes you love him, for keeping an eye on you even if he won't have you. how are you supposed to accept your life when he's giving you hope everytime he passes by? and he's such a masochist by continuing to even though it makes him miss you more every time

and I'm not saying that reader was reaped intentionally by snow to teach finnick a lesson, but that is what I'm saying.

and she's going to be sent to her death and then right beside her is the person who was supposed to take his place in your life, conway, and finnick hates that if this was going to happen that he gave you up to a life with conway when he could've been openly loving you all along

and maybe after all this time you've stopped loving him back, loathed what he did to you, but he doesn't care because he's going to spend as long as he can making it up for you and making sure you come home to him. finnick knows you so well that he sees that look on your face when conway is called, just for a brief moment and he knows his sweet girl is also a smart girl, he knows you have a plan to survive even if it breaks you in the end. and he knows it's selfish, but maybe it's worth it if he gets to be yours again and be the one to help put you back together.

no I literally love these sm and talking about them, it makes me think about what I'm gonna write later too, helps me brainstorm

[meianslo]

Too Late

Anthony Lockwood x Fem!Reader

warning: pure angst, second option reader, asshole lockwood :'D

word count: 1.2k

disclaimer: this isn't the best one i've wrote bc i probably forgot that i even wrote it but im just gonna post it anw hueheu

<3

(name) was walking on the pavement that leads to 35 portland row, the home of her best friend, Lockwood. Lucy had invited her to come to his house after not going there for almost a month now.

She started being friends with Lockwood just a few years ago before he even started his agency. (name) was a family friend but they got to knowing, and just clicked with each other. But for her, it was more than just being friends... or best friends. He was so much more than that to her. But she knows he'll never return the feelings.

Anyways, feelings aside, (name) has become great friends with his agency's members even though she is not a part of it. She was so excited for him when he hired his first assistant. But she remember that it didn't go that well for em' but luckily, he's now ended up with George and Lucy.

Which brings us back to (name), wondering why Lucy had invited her.

Finally arriving at the house, she knocks on their door and waited for a few until George opened up the door and greeted her.

"Hi, (name). Lucy told me that she's expecting you?" she nodded at George's confusion. George knows that only Lockwood invite her most of the times but, even if someone else did invite her, it was probably Lockwood's request (it was a demand..). And Lockwood is currently out of the house. He let her in and asked her if she wanted some tea.

"Yeah sure, that'd be lovely, Georgie." She gave him a small smile of appreciation. While waiting for the tea, (name) went up to the attic to talk with Lucy.

"Lucy? You here?" (name) shouted as she's climbing the stairs before Lucy appeared behind the railings. "(name)! You came!"

"Of course I did, you asked me to, silly. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?" (name) chuckled as she finally took the last step of the stairs. "So, what's up? Why'd you ask me to come?" Lucy took both her hand, pulled her and sat her down on her bed. This made (name) smiled and just went along with her.

The brown haired girl sighed and look down on her hand. "Lockwood just asked me out a week ago," (name) smile dropped "That's great, Luce!" (name) put her smile back but this one was more forced.

"I rejected him, (name)-"

"What? Why?" (name) was so confused, Lucy liked Lockwood back. So, why did she reject him?

"I- I don't know, I just did! I started rambling about how work is a pressure for me and all — I barely remember what I said-" Lucy sighed loudly. "I panicked.. I like him, (name). I do but, I don't know what came over me. And now, there's tension all over the house!"

As much as she wished that she's the one that's getting asked, (name) know better than that will ever happen. So, she give Lucy some courage to talk to Lockwood and explain herself.

"Lucy, you have to tell him or you'll regret it." What (name) didn't know is that she might also regret encouraging Lucy, but she knows it's for the better. "Well, I'm gonna go downstairs. George is probably done with the tea," She stood up and headed for the stairs

"Alright, I'll catch up with you later!" Lucy exhaled and lay back into the bed, chest feeling heavy.

<3

"So, why'd Lucy invite you over?" George questioned. He set down the cup of the in front of the girl and sat down in front of her.

(name) took a sip and pick up the pen that is Infront of her and starts doodling on the thinking cloth. "It's nothing, just Lockwood and Lucy things, y'know?" George just shrugged at what she said. They suddenly heard a noise coming from the front door, it's probably Lockwood struggling to open the door.

George just stood up and went to the hallway to open the door for Lockwood. "Hey," Lockwood greeted him and headed for the phone.

(name) peeked through the kitchen to see what's up with Lockwood especially after getting rejected. "Anthony?" she revealed her presence and Lockwood turn to her.

"(name)! I was just about to call you, guess that'll save me some time."

"What's up? Need anything?" (name) played dumb about the fact that Lucy rejected him, trying to not break his heart.

"George, can you..? Need some privacy." Lockwood smiled thinly. George just pushed up his glasses, nodding and went back to the kitchen. Lockwood walked closer to her, five feet apart from each other.

"(name).." His gaze shifted, It's not how he usually look at her. He was looking at her with much more passion and (name) realized what's gonna happen and..

"No. Lockwood, no." She blurted out and this confused him.

"What? I didn't even say anything-" He steps closer, this made (name) take a step backward.

"I know, Lucy told me."

"I like you, (name)."

"No, you don't."

She refuses this because this is not good.

"I- Please, (name)."

"Lockwood." This surprised him, because she rarely ever calls him that. "You like her, not me. Her. And I've liked you since forever but that doesn't mean I'll accept you just because I happen to be your option!" she scoffed "You decided that you like me because Lucy rejected you, right? You're being desperate and I know you're better than that. I'd rather reject you than just be a second option for you, Anthony."

The boy sighed and massaged nose bridge. He muttered. "This is my second regret, now."

"What? Are you serious? Wow, did you really just said that? Do I really just become your second regret? Be fucking serious, Lockwood." There it is again. "You're actually admitting that I'm just becoming your second everything at this point. I'm fine not being your option at all because it'd mean I wouldn't have to hope anything from you."

"(name), I didn't mean that! I'm so sorry — I'm just being dumb and-"

"Yes, you are being dumb! And I'll just let it slide because I know what you're going through." She swerved around him and went for the door. She hesitates for a second but finally reach the door's knob.

Just when she was about to turn the knob, Lucy called out to her. "(name)!" She stood at the top of the stairs. "(name)?" she repeated looking a bit more confused. Lucy bit her bottom lip and glanced at Lockwood for a second before looking back at (name).

"Lucy.." Lockwood muttered under his breath. (name) can hear how hurt he was in his voice but it didn't excused him for what he just did.

After turning around for a second to look at Lucy then Lockwood, the heavy hearted girl knows to leave them alone and let them talk it out. (name) turn her back to them again, "Thanks for the Invite, Lucy. Tell George I love the tea.." She finally turned the knob and head out of the house.

<3

When (name) was finally far enough from the house, she sat on the kerb of the pavement. Breaking down into sobs, fingers running through her hair. She buried her head into the palm of her hands, getting them all clammy.

She didn't know whether or not this is her fault.

Because she was too late. She thought that if she had confessed sooner, maybe this wouldn't happen to her. Maybe, her heart wouldn't have to be crushed into pieces.

a/n: this almost become rusty because i forgot i have this in my draft

[simplygyuu]

Cookies - Beomgyu x gender neutral!reader

synopsis ! : After a hard day at work Beomgyu comes home and gets showered with the love and attention he deserves.. plus a plate of cookies :)

notes : reverse comfort, hurt/comfort, gyu crybaby era, i love gyu

wc : 1887

my friend @ddenoudepression made another version of the same idea !!

her version! (read after mine tho keke😝)

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The minute you saw Beomgyu walk through the door you knew he must have had a bad day. He had come in with his head hanging low, slowly toeing off his shoes and hanging his jacket up. His hair wasn't very long per say, but the way his head hung covered his eyes and all you saw was the line his lips were pressed into.

“Welcome back! How'd it go, babe?” You asked either way, walking over to the doorway so you could greet him properly. You had a clue that it probably wasn't any good news, but it didn't hurt to ask. Maybe he'd open up to you.

“Oh. They rejected it.” Beomgyu simply responded, sounding absolutely devastated and plain tired as he hung up his keys. “Now I need to start fresh.. I don't even know what to write.”

“Oh, I'm sorry Gyu. I know how hard you worked on that.” You frowned, feeling the sadness with him. You had watched him slave over that rough draft of a book for months. He had been nervous if not a bit excited to submit it today. You decided to lean forward and pull him into a hug, rubbing his back gently. He was taller than you so it was a bit awkward but comfortable anyways. After a few years of dating you were used to it by now.

“I tried so hard to get that one accepted yn and he just stomped all over my hard work.” Beomgyu cried softly and you felt your heart squeeze painfully. You used your thumbs to wipe away the tears under his eyes with an understanding look.

“I know baby, I know. Let it out, yeah?” You coaxed him carefully, leaning forward to press a gentle peck to his lips before hugging him once again. Just like you said Beomgyu let himself cry, laying his head down on your shoulder despite the bit of difficulty and wrapping his arms around you.

You had come to realize not long into your relationship that Beomgyu cried a lot. There was nothing bad about that, if anything it made you feel better knowing he trusted you enough to be so vulnerable. That also meant you've figured out some of the best ways to raise his spirits. You held each other until Beomgyu eventually pulled away on his own accord, wiping away the leftover wetness from his tears.

“I'm gonna go shower and get ready for bed.. wanna watch a movie when im done?” Beomgyu offered quietly, rubbing his hand up and down your waist gently. Nothing about it was suggestive, he was truly just a touchy person.

“Of course! Why don't you take a bath it'll be some self care time, hmm? Just relax and I can massage your shoulders later.” You offered, planning on a way to make him feel better. You wanted to bake him cookies, knowing he always loved when you made him anything but it was hard to surprise him with something so time consuming. “I know your achy, old man shoulders need it.” You teased with a smile.

Beomgyu let out a small huff of laughter, beginning to smile again as he playfully rolled his eyes. It was relieving to see him smiling again. Sure his eyes were still a bit red, his cheeks and nose now dawning a dusty red tint and a bit of reflective wetness left on his cheeks, but the small smile made up for it all.

“Okay, okay.” Beomgyu gave in with a smile. “Just know I'll be taking my sweet, precious time.” He chuckled before leaning forward to give you a sweet kiss on the lips before finally letting you go and disappearing down the hallway.

You waited until he slipped into your shared bathroom and closed the door before rushing over to the kitchen with a smile. Quickly you began to pull out all of the things you would need to bake cookies. Hopefully if you made this quick you'd finish before he noticed what you were up to.

You admittedly weren't the best baker ever, honestly you never got the chance to bake often. But you used to bake with your friends and knew a thing or two. You had cookies pretty much memorized, you only hoped you'd be able to pull it off now a few years later.

You began preheating the oven, fluttering around the kitchen easily. You knew the room like the back of your hand having lived here with Beomgyu for two years now.

It was much easier to move around and bake with Beomgyu distracted. He tended to like messing with you while you cooked, following you around and hugging you from behind. He would always just laugh as you complained about not being able to move enough, usually not letting up on his hold on you.

Sometimes though he would just follow you like a lost puppy, peeking over your shoulder to see what you were doing and what you were making. It caused you to bump into him a lot. Usually it ended in you banishing him to another room or you giving him something to do in the kitchen so he'd stay in one spot.

In the shy of twenty minutes it took for you to set everything up, make the dough, and wait for the oven to preheat, Beomgyu had yet to leave the bathroom. The time passed quickly since you were so occupied, so it honestly wasn't too bad.

In no time you were popping the cookies into the oven and setting a timer, smiling as it seems you've pulled off the surprise. Right afterwards though, you heard the click of the bathroom door opening. You peeked around the corner of the hallway to see Beomgyu walking out, a towel wrapped around his waist as he used another to aggressively scrub at his wet hair.

You paused for a second, just admiring him with wide eyes. Despite your five years together you still couldn't get over how hot he was. Sure he was usually a pretty sweet, cuddly boyfriend but god was he hot when he wanted to be. Beomgyu then turned his head to make eye contact with you, raising an eyebrow before realizing you were staring at him.

“Like what you see?” He teased, winking at you playfully before walking off to your bedroom so he could put on some clothes. You just felt your face heat up out of embarrassment and really just because of how attractive he was. Honestly, you really won the lottery with him.

Shaking your head at yourself you made your way into the living room to start setting up a movie like you had promised Beomgyu. You checked the timer on your phone, seeing that there were about eight minutes left. That was enough time.

You easily went through the familiar motions of setting up a movie, you two had frequent movie nights together. You also would watch shows together even if the other wasn't very interested. You decided to wait for Beomgyu before picking something. It would be best if he picked after having a bad day.

Once Beomgyu reappeared and made his way over to the couch you smiled up at him, scooting over so there was enough room next to you. He immediately flopped down next to you, an arm over your shoulder as he leaned into you as touchy as ever.

“Have you picked anything?” He asked, glancing over at you.

“Nope, I'm letting you pick tonight. You better remember this forever ‘cause I'm never gonna be this generous ever again.” You replied back cheekily, handing the remote over to him.

“Thank you oh so much my dearest yn.. how will I ever repay you?” Beomgyu played along with a chuckle, taking the remote that was handed to him.

“Hmmm,” You pretended to think, leaning into his side and resting your head on his shoulder. “Start by feeling better tonight and then we'll see.”

Beomgyu looked at you with that fond smile on his face, just nodding at you with a laugh before focusing back on the tv. Once he looked away, you felt a buzzing in your pocket making you realize that must be the cookies. Beomgyu glanced over at the sound and you faked a sheepish smile.

“Hold on, I'll make it quick.” You promised, pretending it was an important phone call before slipping back into the kitchen. As quietly as you could manage you pulled the cookies out of the oven and transferred them onto a plate. You couldn't help the soft hiss that left you since they were still hot but that was okay, that meant they would be good. You also quickly got a glass of milk for Beomgyu, knowing by now that that's how he preferred it.

Finally you walked back into the living room, Beomgyu looking over once he realized you were coming back before his eyes zeroed in on the plate of cookies you held in one hand and the glass of milk in the other.

“Surprise! I wanted to cheer you up and I know you like cookies.” You said as you walked in, setting the plate down on the coffee table in front of Beomgyu. He had yet to speak yet, just watching you with wide eyes. Despite his silence you couldn't bring yourself to feel nervous. Worst case scenario he said he wasn't hungry.

“You.. you made these just ‘cause I was sad?” Beomgyu finally asked and you immediately responded with a happy nod. With a soft hum you carefully choose a smaller cookie before blowing on it a bit and then dipping it into the glass of milk.

“Aaa~” You playfully said, holding the cookie up to Beomgyus mouth with your other hand underneath it to keep the milk from dripping. You enjoyed taking care of him on bad days like this. He easily accepted the cookie, leaning forward a bit to take one of his signature small bites. What you didn't expect was to see tears well up in his eyes once again.

“What's wrong, Gyu? Why are you crying? Don't cry..” You were a bit alarmed, setting down the cookie to wipe away the tears under his eyes yet again.

“No, no im.. im happy. I can't believe you cooked these just for me.. how did you even manage that.” Beomgyu delved into a wet laugh at the end of his sentence, sniffling again. He was so endearing.

“Oh, you worried me you dummy.” You giggled, leaning forward to press a soft kiss onto his forehead before sitting down next to him on the couch and pulling the table a bit closer to you two. He just chuckled with you, the two of you leaning into each other once you sat down.

“So, did you pick something out yet?” You asked while picking up a cookie of your own, watching Beomgyu lift up his abandoned one from earlier.

“Yeah! It's this movie about…”

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[normal-sea-urchin]

Casey Jones Fucking Dies: Chapter 4

idk how but im pumping these out like, daily. idk what's gonna happen in the next chapter tho. tbh most of this chapter was made up as i wrote it

There was a second face, a distorted one, staring back at him, a few feet behind him. The face resembled a skeleton and the figure had a greenish glow similar to the one around the white haze. Raph whipped around and without hesitation, threw a punch towards the figure. He only realized it wasn't there when his fist hit the wall, making him cry out in pain. Just a few short seconds later, all three of Raph's brother were on the other side of the door.

"Raph are you okay?" Leo asked?

"What happened?" Donnie questioned

"Uhh, I'm fine! Just, uh, tripped!" Raph said, trying his best to sound casual.

Leo made an unsatisfied noise, but he and Donnie both left. But Raph saw Mikey's shadow creep underneath the door. "Mikey I can see your shadow, what do you want?" Raph grumbled, not really wanting to talk to his any of his brothers, but knowing it was the only way to get Mikey to leave.

"You sure you're okay, bro?" Mikey asked in a rather small voice. 

"For the last time, I'm fine Mikey!" Raph snarled.

"Okay..." Mikey sighed. A few seconds later Mikey's footsteps could be heard walking away. Now with all his brothers gone, Raph could bring his mind back to what he saw. What did he see? The image of that face flashed in his mind. He wasn't sure he really wanted to know, but he also had a feeling he would find out either way.

The next day, Raph was paired with April for patrol, much to Donnie's disliking. Raph didn't exactly like it either. He didn't like hanging around April. Knowing how she felt about Casey's death, and knowing she didn't know who the murderer was. Yet here they both were, patrolling through the sewers, looking for whatever destroyed one of Donnie's cameras. It was probably just a stupid rat anyways (no offense to Master Splinter).

"So," april began, "uh, how's your day going?" she asked, trying to make polite conversation.

The question caught Raph off guard, he wasn't exactly one for small talk, it's not like he got much practice considering he grew up in the sewers. "Uh, good, I guess" he replied hesitantly. He kind of knew how he should respond, after having seen people partake in small talk on TV. 

"Mm." she hummed in reply. The turtle didn't know how to take that. People on TV usually started talking about stuff happening in their life, right? But what would he tell her? Had to think of something. Think of something.

"Uh so how are you feeling with your friend's death?" he blurted out. 'Why the fuck would i ask that?' he scolded himself mentally. April inhaled deeply before exhaling slowly, letting her shoulders drop. Raph could tell he struck a nerve. But before he could retract the statement, she replied.

"I just," she began, "miss him. So, so, much." Her voice began to crack as her eyes teared up. Raphael felt like he was about to scream. He was in no way, a sentimental type. He wasn't good with emotions, not even his own.

"Mm, I'm... sorry. For your loss." he mumbled, cautious not to make April cry.

"Thanks, Raph." she responded after a moment. Thankfully, before any more words could be said, the turtle's T-phone rang. He pulled it out of his belt, answering the call.

"Hey Raph, we found out what broke the security camera. Turns out it was just some stupid rat. You and April can come on back now." his brother Donnie said, his voice crackling through the phone.

"Ok, sounds good, we'll start walking back" Raph commented. And with that, April and Raph started the walk back to his home.

                _______________________

Later that day, right before training, Raph couldn't find one of his sai, again. He checked on the shelves, in the drawers of his bedside table, and even under his bed. He just had it earlier today too. He was about to start looking underneath the rug in his room at this point, when his older brother, Leo peeked through the door frame.

"Wow, still having trouble finding your sai, huh?" he pondered.

"I swear I just had it! I bet this is some dumb prank by Mikey." Raph yelled, already prepared to defend himself. By this point, Leo was leaning on the doorway staring at his nails, for the sake of making Raph mad.

"Well, you better find it quick, Master Splinter won't like you being late because you lost your weapon again." Leo remarked, grazing over Raph's small outburst. And with that, he left, leaving Raph alone in his room, frantically searching for his sai. He swiftly check the shelves again; and he checked the drawers in his bedside table again. He looked under his bed again, and found his weapon lying there. Right there. But he had already checked there! He swears he had already checked there. 

Whatever the matter, he decided to grab it and rush over to the dojo so as to avoid being any more late than he probably already was. 

                _______________________

Several hours passed, and with that, training was over for the day. As he and his brothers walked out of the dojo, April was already sitting on the couch, presumably waiting for them to finish. Upon hearing them leave the dojo she turned around to face them.

"Hi guys!" she perked up at the sight of them.

"Hi April! Hope you're not tired from the walk here, cause I spotted something on some of the security cams, I think we should check it out." Donnie mentioned.

"What'd you see Don?" Mikey questioned. Raph began to space out around this time, only really hearing something along the lines of 'let's go to the lab' so he absentmindedly complied and started walking towards the lab. While spacing out he began to think about the face he saw in the mirror yesterday. A hand on his shoulder snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned around to see it was april.

"Hey Raph, can I talk to you real quick?" she inquired politely, flashing a small smile. Raph really didn't want to talk to her, but thought that if he told her no it would only make him more suspicious.

"Uh, yeah sure." he answered. He tried to avoid eye contact, not wanting to seem engaged in the conversation.

"It's just that," she started, "You've been acting kind of weird lately. Mikey said that a few days ago you were acting weird while in the sewers placing the cameras, and Leo mentioned that you've been really forgetful with your sais. Is something going on?"

Raph took that all in. So his brothers really had noticed his weird behavior. And even worse, they told April. "Ugh, I'm fine." Raph stated. He didn't want to say anything more than that. He just wanted April to leave him alone. 

"Are you sure? The past few weeks, you've been acting kind of weird. And your vibe has been kind of... off. Not bad just, off" she questioned.

"I'm fine, seriously April." Raph sternly replied. 

"Hmm, okay." April muttered, walking past him into the lab. Raph followed her into the lab. once behind Donnie who was sitting at his desk, what April said finally processed. what did she mean off?

Chapter 1/Chapter 3/Masterpost

[the1975attheirverybest]

Hii 🖤 I know you've been asked this before and already written these but wanted to ask you if you could write a blurb where the reader is in a subspace but they agreed before that she needs space afterwards not his atteniton. So he does as she asked him before but it doesn't end well.

I understand if you dont bc you have written a lot of these. Thank you for being here I love everything you write, you are really talented love you ❤️

Oh, of course!! Never apologize for sending in a request my dear. And thank you so much for your kind words and for reading 💗🥹🥹 you’re so sweet.

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“Holy, shit!” Matty laughed to himself, sitting back in bed to catch his breath. “I really needed that stress relief, not gonna lie.” He smiled at her. She looked a bit hazy as she stared back at him silently. “Hey, you with me?” He spoke softly.

She nodded.

Matty knew that she tended to be sensitive to touch and louder noises when coming down from an experience like this, so he wanted to be careful and composed when interacting with her. He opted for an even tone of voice, simple words, clear statements. Nothing too overwhelming or emotional.

“Okay, I think you’re still a bit blurry, honey. Listen, I’m gonna clean you up before I go, is that okay with you?”

“Y-yeah.”

Hearing her finally give him a verbal response eased his worry a bit. He hurried into the bathroom, grabbing all the supplies that he’s prepared in advance, as per their routine.

“Gonna wipe between your legs first, is that alright?” She nodded. “Tell me to stop if you need me to, okay?”

She’s heard these instructions countless times before, but they still gave her comfort. Both because they re-affirmed that she was safe with him, and because the familiarity of knowing what he was going to say next, after a long night of him keeping her on her feet, always felt good. He carried out their clean up routine exactly as he always does, talking her thorough it slowly like he always did.

“Want me to help dress you? Run you a bath?”

She shook her head no and watched him disappear out of the room. She laid her head back on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling, feeling numb.

Matty reappeared in the doorway moments later startling her.

“Oh! Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you…”

“I thought you’d left!” She yelled out, mostly out of reflex.

“Christ- sorry, no. I said I was going to be back. Guess you didn’t hear me. I just- umm, brought you some water and a snack….you know, just in case.”

She nodded, giving him the green light to come into the room.

He set the water and protein bar down carefully, reaching for his leather jacket which had landed on the floor when she’d undressed him earlier in the night.

“Well, alright, then. Guess I’m all done. Unless you’d like me to stay?”

“No, Matty. You know how I’m like. You should go.”

“I could, umm, sleep downstairs? On the couch? Really, I’m probably gonna end up on Ross’s couch later tonight anyway, so-“

She gave him a weak smile. “Go see Ross. I’m okay, really.”

“Alright, then. I love you, darling.”

***

She woke up to the sound of her phone vibrating against the nightstand. The sunlight shining through the window felt like an assault on her eyes as she adjusted to her surroundings. Through droopy eyes, she blinked twice before she could read the caller ID. It was Matty. Which wasn’t entirely unexpected. He’d made a deal with her that he would always call the next day to check in.

“He-hello?” Her voice was barely heard.

“Hey! Are you home?” Matty’s voice cheery from the other end of the line.

“Yeah, why?”

“Good, cuz, im about two minutes away. Got us coffee and donuts.”

She panicked. While it was customary for Matty to check in the next day, he’d never done it by simply showing up uninvited. She tossed the phone away, jolting to her feet. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” The room was a mess. She was a mess. Everything was exactly as Matty had left it the night before. She needed to do something and she needed to do it, fast.

She managed to make the bed, rather messily, and crack open a window before she heard the sound of Matty’s footsteps rushing up the stairs. She was regretting that spare key she’d given him.

“What the fuck, mate, you can’t just leave me on the phone like that!” She heard Matty call out before he even made it into the bedroom. “Oh, thank god you’re alright! Fuckin scared me.” He said as soon as he landed eyes on her and saw that she was in tact and standing in her own bedroom.

“Alright, so I know you have a thing for glazed donuts. So, I got every kind of glaze they had.” He set the food down and turned to look at her, which is when he began to take in his surroundings.

Her clothes where right where he’d left them. Her open purse from last night, the pack of condoms they’d opened, her dress, right down to the glass of water and protein bar that he’d brought her. It was all exactly where he’d last seen it. Matty fell silent, slowly looking her up and down. She was wearing one of his t shirts.

“B-baby? Is- umm- are you okay?”

He didn’t need to ask her that. Of course she wasn’t. The bags under her eyes, her hair, her lips, the fact that she’d been in bed until he’d called…she was anything but fine.

She felt nervous, extremely aware of his eyes watching her. She reached for the coffee that he’d brought, but he simply took it away, out of her reach. “Not until you answer me.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Fuckin say something, please. I’m officially scared now.”

“I-I’m fine, Matty.”

“Right. Is that why you’ve done nothing all day?”

“You don’t- know that!” She crossed her arms over her chest, feeling defensive.

“But I know you. I know you’d rather die than leave your room a mess. Tell me, if I walk into that bathroom over there, am I gonna see that my used condom from last night, and the stuff I cleaned you up with, are the only thing in the trash? Hmm?”

She turned away from him, walking to the bed and sitting on the end of it.

Matty grabbed the water from the nightstand and followed her. “Drink this. Now.”

“I-“

“Wasn’t a request.”

She could feel his silent rage radiating from his body. So, reluctantly, she did as he said.

“No. Finish all of it.”

She gulped it down until it was empty, and then made a show of proving that to him.

Finally, he sat down. “Okay, now you can have some coffee while you talk to me. What’s going on?”

At such close proximity, she couldn’t pretend she was blind to the pain and confusion all over his face. Her eyes stung with tears as she began to speak. “I- I just don’t feel good. I don’t know why.” She shrugged.

“H-how long have you felt this way?” He asked, clearly hurt already.

“Matty-“

“How long, my love?” Though he’d called her “my love” he’d said it with a firmness that altered its meaning.

“Since you left” she stared down at her feet, ashamed.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you call, text, or say something?”

No longer able to stomach the thought of having upset him, she began to cry. “I- I didn’t know how! I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I’m not always perfect! But- we- we have our aftercare agreement for a reason. You know that!”

His hardened expression melted away at the sight of her tears running down her face. He reached over, wiping her face with his hand. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m sorry. Don’t cry. Please.” He set down his coffee to give her a hug. “Baby, what I know is that you prefer to have your own space after rough nights like last night. And, that’s usually what makes you feel better.”

She nodded into his shirt. “Helps me process.”

“Darling, I’m not trying to be mean, but by the looks of things, you weren’t really processing much last night.”

She pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. “I- didn’t. Only moved to- umm” she felt her cheeks flush with blood. “To get your shirt out of the closet. Wanted it cuz it smelled like you.”

“Oh, baby…”

“Just laid in bed after that-“

“Crying.” He finished the sentence for her. He knew it. As soon as he saw her eyes this morning, he know something wasn’t right.

She nodded. Embarrassed.

“Baby, you should’ve called me as soon as you felt it.”

“I thought it was just a fleeting moment that would pass! You said you were gonna go see Ross and the guys, I didn’t wanna-“

“If I had known that you needed me? I’d have dropped everything and came straight back here to hold you and love on you all night.”

She felt butterflies flutter in her stomach at the thought. “Really?”

“Are you kidding me? Of course! What we did last night- it was intense. It’s completely normal for you to be feeling a bit off after. And- I would’ve liked to help make you feel better.”

She nodded, finally taking in his point of view.

“Well, it’s not too late. I’d still like to do it, if that’s okay with you? Will you let me look after you today? Hmm? Make it up to you, maybe help you get some sleep, even?”

She felt herself well up, again, nodding slowly. “Please. I’d like that.”

[cyberrgirlsblog]

candle ligth part 3

sorry for the LONG ASS wait like fr, idk how many ppl read this but yea . the hole thing ive written is dead ass like 29,000 words or some shit like that, i got carried away.

Part 3

(TW) cussing, mentions how a dead body looks

Not beta read!!!!!!!

1929, 3 weeks before the planned assassination. And 7 weeks since (y/n) and duke last saw eachother

“What the fuck” I said looking down at the front steps of my house, my hand covering my mouth in shock and horror. I look down to find the body of a dead boy in front of my door.

“First day living in small heith and this is the shit that happens I mean like the fuck. I don't know who sent that and who that person was but that's fucked up man.” I said my voice breaking while paseing around my room, my hands shaking. Ash was sitting on my bed listening to me tentatively. Fez would've been here if it wasn't for him going to visit his girlfriend Lexi in the USA for the week. Even though I was talking about this like it was an everyday occurrence it still shook me to my core. It was unnerving.

“You think it's got something with us working more closely with the peaky,” Ash said, looking at me. I called him as soon as it happened along with Tommy but his maid picked up saying he was out but she would let him know when he came back. I looked at Ash and nodded.

“Maybe, I mean it's the most probable option. But we still got a body to deal with. I mean if we call the cops what the hell do we do about this shit." I said while I paced around my room. As the old boards creaked under my feet.

“If we call the fucking cops Fez will kill us Don't be a dumb ass. Look, we take the body and put it in an incinerator. Pay the workers to keep their mouths shut and we'll see what happens.” Ash said before lighting a cigarette. He offered me one but I declined.

“Yea but should we figure out who the dude is? I mean I'm already in enough shit with fez. Dude barely even lets me leave the house without someone he knows coming with me.” I said sitting down next to Ash, letting my head fall back into the wall, and sighing. 

—-----------3rd person pov

Since you went to the carnival fez has been more on edge about trusting you. Thinking back on it you should have asked Ada to be an alibi for you if Fez ever called her about your where abouts. She told him she was at her house and didn't even know about a carnival happening. Fez was pissed when he found out that you had lied to him. But you also hated how there was a double standard when it came to you and Ash. He could go out for hours and not even come home for days and Fez is rarely ever worried but if you leave and don't come home before night time all of a sudden you have Fez and his friends looking for you. You hated how he acted but a small part of you understood why.

—-----

When you were 11 you and Ash went to the bank to withdraw the money your grandma had not yet withdrawn. You and Ash got separated, Ash came home crying telling Fez how someone had grabbed you and taken you away. The man was someone who worked with Mouse and your older brother hadn't paid the fair amount that he was supposed to for some of the product that was bought from Mouse.

Mouse took you and locked you up in a room in some house that looked like it was a personal haven for rats to stay in. It wasn't till a couple of hours later that a bag was put over your head and you were retired back to Fez, Ash, and your grandma.

Ever since then, Fez has been paranoid about you, and it would be a lie to say those events haven't affected you in any way. 

That is one of the reasons you asked Ash to teach you how to fight and started to carry a gun at all times.

—--- 

(y/n) looks over at ash ‘’ you think that it could be-’’

“No, if it is im gonna kill him the second I see him or his friend and anyways we stopped doing business with him for almost a year,” Ash said while looking at the wall in front of him. 

“Ash, this is something he would do. It's fucked up but it's true you and I both know that,’’ she said looking over at Ash. 

His eyebrows creased and he clenched his fits. Memories going back to the day he saw you, his sister snatched up by some guy and he couldn't do anything to stop it from happening. He knew he wouldn't let anything like that happen again to you.

“Ash you know it's not gonna happen again right? I won't let it happen, you won't let it happen, shit fez will make sure it doesn't happen,” she said turning her head to face the door of the room.

“And anyways it could just have something to do with Tommy or some shit. And maybe I'm just being delusional by saying that other shit. But hey I got this if it ever comes down to it” (y/n) said before lifting her coat jacket revealing the holster that held her gun.

Ash looked down at her gun before looking up and slowly nodding his head. They had an understanding of each other that only siblings could have. Suddenly there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Ash and (Y/n)  look at each other before getting up from the bed and going downstairs.

(y/n) heart started beating faster than normal, her hands felt clammy and she could feel a cold sweat. Ash was the same, once they got downstairs they got to the door. Ash reach for his gun while (y/n) opened the door.

The knocking happened again this time harder and louder. (Y/n) and Ash held their breath before (y/n) slowly twisted the doorknob

“Fuck Pol you scared the shit out of us,” she said before letting out a breath of relief and opening the door just enough for her to get in. 

“I got a call about what happened from Tommy's maid,” she said while looking at us her eyes glazing around.

—------------------1st person

“Weres your brother,” she said, I and Ash looked at each other. We were looking into each other's eyes for a quick second before answering.

“He's in the U.S.’’ I said looking at Pol. 

“Anyway come we put the body in the kitchen. It's i really brutal sight.” I said before I and Ash started walking towards the kitchen with Pol right behind us. Once we got there I heard Pol breathe in a quick breath. 

The man's body was anything but pretty half of his face was disfigured and his arm was bent in an unnatural position. His clothes were ragged and slightly burnt. Blood had dried on his head from where his head wound was.

“I-i think I may know who that is,” Pol said before taking a shaky step back. 

“Pol who is it, we need to know please,” I said looking at her while scratching the skin on my arm almost to the point of drawing blood until ash stopped me from going any further.

“He was a boy who worked for the peaky blinders about the same age as Finn. We need to call the family. Do you guys have a phone.’’ she asked while looking back at the boy's body. I pointed at the phone on the table stand and she went to make a call.

—------------------- 3 hrs later, 2nd person

I sat on the couch in the living room staring at the radio as it played static. Pure static is all I could listen to, it helped clear my mind and fuzz it out better than the other channels did. All you could think about was the boy who was just at the kitchen table. His name was Jimmy walsh he was 16 years old and his family had moved from Ireland to the Uk. he was working with the Peakys to help his family earn money. His body wasn't supposed to be at your doorstep, it was supposed to be at the betting shop's doorstep.

I wondered if he had any friends and if he wanted to go to school once his family had made enough money. If he had a lover, if he had any siblings, and how many he had. When thinking about him though you couldn't help but have your mind go to Duke. it had been a while since you had seen him.

Was he alive, was he well? Did he still work at the fairground or did he get a new job? As these questions plagued your mind. My leg started to shake and the tapping from my foot started to get louder and louder. 

A hand was laid on my shoulder causing me to jump my heart stopping for a second before looking at the person who had done that. When I looked I expected to see ash but instead, I saw Polly.

“Jesus Pol you scared me,” you said while covering your face with your hands. 

“I'm sorry (Y/n) wasn't my intention but I just want to check on you. I tried to find your brother but I think he went to the pub.” she while removing my hand from my face and wiping away the tears from my face which I had failed to notice.

I looked at her in the eyes while trying to form words but all that came out were sobs painful sobs of everything that had built up in for the past years. Pol lay my head on her shoulder and hugged me with one hand on my head and the other on my upper back.

“N-no I not” I let out in shaky breaths that were uneven and tears streaming down my face.

“Ssh try to catch your breath.” pol said while rubbing my back.

“He was j-just a kid. A bit older than me a-and ash. He had a family that loved him and he's gone. It's all so fucked up Pol.” I said while burying my face in her shoulder even more.

“It is, it is, he was an innocent boy who was killed. You shouldn't have seen that and he shouldn't have died.” Polly said while running her hand up and down my hair.

We just sat there for what felt like forever. I wanted to ask who she thought had done it. I wanted to ask if I could do anything to help but in the end, I knew it would all be futile. From what Fez told me, peaky business was peaky business and not to ask questions. Don't get our family deeper than we already are. 

After a while, Polly withdrew from the hug. She looked me in the eyes and wiped the remaining tears from my face and gave me a smile I could only imagine a mother could give her daughter.

“How about this? You stay at my house for tonight and your brother can as well. I dont want you or your brother to stay here alone for now,” she said

“Pol it's fine we can handle ourselves. You already have a lot on your plate. I don't want to burden you anymore,” I said with an unsure voice. 

“Nonsense your welcome at my home anytime you like.” she said looking in my eyes before heading toward the front door.

“Well come on we're going to find your brother,” she said again, she opened the door and stepped outside, holding the door for me while I followed.

“He is probably at the garrison getting shit-faced or something,” i said walking next her while looking around slightly chuckling.

“Well we will see, how about this tomorrow you and me and maybe ash will go out for the day.” she says trying to lighten the mood, i look at her a laugh slightly.

“Sure why not but are you sure I mean me and ash were sorting things out at the house since we just got it we don't really have money to by-,” I say but am quickly cut off by pol

“Nonsense I will pay for anything you or your brother need okay,” she says while looking at me kindly. We walk through the street towards the garrison. It is musty and complex to breathe but it is what I have become slightly used to when it comes to Birmingham. The buildings are coated by years of smoke and children play in coal piles. If you look close enough you might mistake the falling ash for snow on Christmas day.

As (Y/n) and Polly continued walking towards the garrison, they passed by familiar faces in the neighborhood. Some nodded in acknowledgment while others gave them suspicious glances.it seemed Living in Small Heath, one could never be too sure who was a friend and who was an enemy. They finally reached the garrison, a place where many of the Shelby family members and their associates gathered. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with smoke and the smell of whiskey.

 Polly's eyes scanned the room, searching for Ash, but he wasn't among the crowd. “Guess he's not here,” (Y/n) said, feeling slightly disappointed. Polly nodded, “Well, let's give him some more time. In the meantime, why don't we sit down and have a drink?” 

she suggested, gesturing towards an empty table in the corner. They sat down, and Polly signaled for a drink. The bartender quickly poured them a couple of glasses of whiskey. (Y/n) took a sip, feeling the warmth of the liquid spread through her body. It was a welcome distraction from the chaos of the day. As they chatted and waited for Tommy, (Y/n) couldn't help but admire Polly's strength. Despite the loss of her own children and all the hardships she'd faced, Polly remained resilient and fiercely protective of those she cared about.

 Soon, Tommy arrived at the garrison, looking troubled. His eyes met (Y/n)'s, and he gave her a small smile, a rare thing to see from him unless you were his childre, family or lover. He then turned to Polly and greeted her with a hug. “I heard about what happened at your place,” Tommy said in a low voice. Polly nodded, “Yes, it's a terrible situation. We're going to need to be cautious and keep an eye on things. (Y/n) and Ash needs protection.” “I'll make sure they have it,” Tommy replied, his expression stern.

“It's fine we can protect ourselves besides I think it was targeted at you guys more than it was at me, Ash or Fez,” i say while looking down slightly to scared to look them in the eyes as i could feel the gazes on me

 “But we need to find out who did this and why. This was clearly about sending a message that and we won't be pushed around.” As they discussed their next steps, (Y/n) felt a mix of fear and determination. She knew she had to protect herself and her brother, but she also wanted justice for Jimmy's death. She couldn't bear the thought of another innocent life being lost because of the dangerous world they were caught up in. 

Later Ash walked into the garrison looking around (y/n) caught her brother's eyes and waved him over to where she, Pol and Tommy were sitting, she ordered some drinks for everyone and continued to listen to Pol and Tommy talk. 

The night wore on, and they continued to strategize, knowing that they had to be cautious in their every move. By the time they left the garrison, it was already late, and the streets of Small Heath were dimly lit. “Come with me,” Polly said to (Y/n) and Ash as they walked towards her house. “You'll stay with me for the night, and we'll figure out a plan together.”

 (Y/n) nodded, feeling grateful for the support she was receiving from Polly and Tommy. Even though they were just business associates; they were treating her and Ash with more kindes than she thought they were owed but she felt happy at the same time, she was happy to have her brother with her as well and in the dangerous world they lived in, family meant everything. As they reached Polly's house, (Y/n) felt a mix of emotions. The events of the day had been overwhelming, and in her mind, the weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders. 

By the time they got to pols house (y/n) felt exhausted and was slightly using ash as a walking support. Pol lead them up to the room they would sleep in it was spacious, there were two twin-sized beds with a desk put in between the 2 beds. A window looking outside that let the moonlight shine through and 2 closets on either sides of the beds

1st person 

“Well I hope this is alright with you 2 i'll see you in the morning,” she said before leaving the room and closing the door. Me and ash having taken off our shoes once we originally got in the house walked to the different closets silently and got in them to change our clothes for the night, we brush our teeth and did whatever either of us usually did for our night routine 

A moment passed by with neither of them saying anything until Ash decided to speak.

“You think this is a sign,” Ash said looking up at the ceiling, I looked over at him 

“What do you mean,” I ask confused, Ash turns his head to look at me

“Maybe we should've stayed in the US and never left, maybe things would be better.” Ash said before looking back up at the ceiling.

“I don't think anywhere would be better for us ash, I mean the shit our family is involved with, no matter how far we run I don't think we'll ever be able to run away from what's coming,” I said while looking at Ash. he looked over at me with a gaze I knew all to well a gaze I had given him many times before when I felt helpless or confused. 

“Whatever it is i'll make sure it doesn't hurt you Fez or grandma, ok ash, family above everything,” I said smiling at him.

“Oh also (y/n) when you went to that carnival who were you really with.” Ash said, his eyes filled with curiosity and mischive. 

“Uhh… don't snitch to fez but it was a guy named Duke he worked at the circus but I haven't talked to him or seen him for a while and I have no way of contacting him, he was a cool dude thought i'd like to get to know him more,” I said, I could feel myself start to feel slightly happy at the thought of seeing him again 

“Yeah, I bet you would like to get to know him better hmm,” Ash said jokingly, I shook my head with disgust

“Ew Ash what the fuck I barely know him, don't say shit like that.” I said covering my face in emmbarsesment and rolling over in my bed. I could hear Ash laugh, so I took one of the pillows and threw it at him, I could hear a tiny ow before he shut up. 

“Night ash,” I said to him before closing my eyes. “Night,” he said back to me 

As I closed my eyes my mind drifted back to Duke. I wondered where he was, he hadn't ever left my mind ever since the day I first met him, there seemed to be a lot about him. I wanted to know he was very quiet about his life. Which could only make me wonder about him. I missed him oddly enough, I missed him like I missed Rue or Maddie. They were like family to me, I only hoped they were ok. 

Same night Dukes pov

 Duke let out a sneeze as he sat in the dimly lit circus tent filled with the scent of sawdust and anticipation as the performers prepared for their acts. Among them, Duke Shelby couldn't help but feel a weird peculiar tingling in his chest, and it wasn't because of the show. It had been quite some time since he last saw (y/n), the girl he had met outside the circus grounds months ago.  As he brushed down the sleek black coat of a circus horse, Duke's thoughts kept wandering back to that fateful encounter.

 He remembered how he had stumbled upon (y/n) while she was walking to small heath. She asked if he could help her get there on his horse-drawn carriage to her intended destination, with the promise of payment. he was curios by her demeanor, how she would space out, how she would ramble without thought but stop before she revealed too much, she interested him even in his usually reserved demeanor. 

He had invited her to come to the circus while it was in town, hoping to talk to her more. It was an impulsive decision, driven by a desire to know her better and, perhaps, to impress her.  But things didn't go as he had hoped. (y/n) seemed to enjoy the circus initially, her eyes shining with wonder at the daring acrobatics and mesmerizing performances. Yet, after a little while, she excused herself and left, offering only vague reasons for her sudden departure.

  He went about his duties that night, trying to focus on the work he had to do. Yet, behind the straight seemingly bored face, his mind kept wandering back to (y/n). He wondered where she was, what she was doing, and if she ever thought about him.

  Duke thought it was dumb of him to think of someone he barely knew, someone who probably didn't remember him. Perhaps she already had forgotten about him, just like he should forget about her. Duke felt a sense of longing mixed with apprehension and anger. He couldn't shake off the thought that he wanted to see (y/n) again, to talk to her, to understand more about her, if anything. But for now, he could only hope that fate would bring them together again and that maybe, just maybe, the thoughts he had would not remain unknown forever.

The horse neighed slightly as he brushed its black coat of hair. He had always liked horses so he had no problem taking care of one for the fairground. He hadn't seen Esme in a while and still thought back to her reaction at your name almost like she new who you were or knew of you.

“Duke how's the horse coming along?” yelled Dukes boss, he turned away from the horse to spare a glance at his boss

“She's almost done.” Duke mumbled out before looking back at the horse and continued to brush her. He felt a tap on the shoulder and turned around as his boss placed his payment for the week in his hand,  2 pounds.

“Next fair will be by small heath in a week after this one, you'll get your full payment tomorrow.” said the boss before turning around and leaving the makeshift stable/tent. 

“Mhm, good to know.” Duke said lazily while he continued to brush the horse, by this point he hoped his boss was leaving. The whole reason he chose to take care of the horses was because he got to be away from people. They pissed him off. He likes horses better than most people anyways.

He felt intrigued by the idea of returning to small heath, mainly because it might give him the opportunity to see you again and have more conversations with you. The memory of your address crossed his mind, making him contemplate the possibility of visiting to check if you were around. Despite acknowledging that it might come across as creepy, he couldn't help but entertain the thought.

He finished brushing the horse and put everything away, he started walking to his caravan as he did he heard the sound of cars leaving and people talking. It was loud and annoying, underwhelming almost, soon he heard footsteps behind 

“Did you hear about that boy found dead” said a boy behind duke seemingly talking to his friends, duke started walking slower to hear the conversation going on behind him

“Oh yea it was dead kid found on somebody's doorstep right?’’ said the other boy

“Yea and apparently the peaky's got something to do with it, I heard polly gray went to the house he found there were two people there, a boy and a girl maybe 14 or 15. I think they work for the peakys or maybe they killed the boy.” said the other boy, by the time they started talking more about what had happened they had walked past Duke.

He watched them as they walked past him the last thing he could hear was that apparently the body was found in small heath birmingham. He shrugged and continued to walk to his caravan.

He got in and laid on his bedspread. He stared at the ceiling unmoving, he stared at the cracks in the wood and listened to the wind blow through the tents and nearby trees. He wondered if he would ever have more to life than being a fairground worker.

He wanted to travel the mountains, all of them, here in Britain and maybe the rest of the world. As he closed his eyes his mind went to you and wondered how you were doing. Soon he let the embrace of sleep take him to a quiet darkness as the candle light danced on the walls.

[peejsocks]

💌 I have a request! Can you please do a Bam x Fem!Reader imagine where the reader tells Bam that she’s pregnant, and then skip 9 months later she gives birth? I would really love it if you did that.

Oh and also, about the Bam x Fem!Reader imagine where the reader tells him she’s pregnant then gives birth 9 months later, can you please make their first child a girl plsss

a/n: i'm sorry this took forever, pregnancy is not my favorite trope or something im too comfortable writing which is also why it's so short. since this request is from ages ago (before i made any restrictions to my requests) i whipped out a quick one and i hope its good enough for you anon 🤍 i’m probably not going to write another pregnancy story but as always(!!) thank you for requesting :)

You may have watched your boyfriend try various stunts in the past year you were together, but nothing matched the fear and nervousness you had to deal with right now.

You're both so young, and he has so much to try out still. So many places to go and people to meet. Your relationship is substantially fresh, for this it is anyways.

Oh my god, he's going to hate you forever.

Bam finds you crying in a fetal position under the covers of his bed. Expecting him much later, you suspect April must have called and told him to come home because you hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Not even to say good morning, which was very unlike you.

"Come out from under there and tell me what's wrong." Sensitive as always, your boyfriend.

Pulling the sheets off of your head, you take one look at him and begin sobbing, going under again. His hand squeezes at your thigh.

"Please. It can't be that bad."

"I'm pregnant." Suddenly, the movement on your leg stops, and you feel like making a run for it.

The silence is as unbearable as the lack of fresh air under the covers, so you definitively come out this time, sitting up on the bed.

"Ban, I'm so sor-"

"Are you crazy? Don't apologize." Bam lets out a deep sigh and pulls you onto his lap. "I love you and I want this. I can't wait to have a mini me running around. We’re gonna drive you crazy."

You spend the rest of the day cuddling in bed, as your boyfriend describes in detail how he's going to spoil your kid. "Oh, Ape's gonna love this. I'm gonna tell her to make a tiny CKY ugly sweater for our little princess."

"Princess?"

"Don't ask how I know, I just do."

And seven months later, who would've thought Bam nailed it the first time?

He's surprisingly patient with your daughter, laying on the couch with the small body resting on his belly and trying to lull her to sleep by explaining all the skate tricks he's gonna teach her as soon as she learns to stand up on her own.

"You're gonna be the coolest little girl everyone's ever met. The other kids on the playground won't even come close." Hiding in the hallway, you hear that delicious giggle Bam always managed to extract from the small angel you had created together. "It helps that you have the coolest mom and dad tagging along too."

You have to fight back the annoying tears welling up in your eyes hearing Bam gush about the family you had accidentally started. You couldn't be happier about said "accident".

It's too much when April comes through the front door holding an adorable black onesie with 'CKY' in orange and yellow printed on it.

"Oh, that's sick!" Bam gets up, throwing nap time out of the window and basically shaking your daughter in the air, unable to contain his excitement.

You don't have the heart to reprimand his roughness, too busy taking in the sight of true love in the form of your boyfriend and your child.

[koalacolbss]

If Only You Were Mine <3 Pt 1

{A Colby Brock Fluff}

I looked at Colby as he sat there at his desk with his head down sleeping ofc. aaah classic colby always sleeping... I guess I should begin with who I am. My name is y/n, m/n, l/n. And Iv'e been best friends with Cole Robert Brock, Sameul John Golbach, and Katrina Stuart for about 7 years now, we all met back in 4th grade.

Sam, Colby and Kat have all known each other longer but that's when I met them. I guess you could say they took me in, yeah that's it really, they took me under there arms when my abusive dad kicked me out. I was the only one in the friend group who was single, although iv'e liked colby for years i never got the courage to ask him out and one day he got a girlfriend, also known as my best friend, in most stories like this people say it was the friends fault cuz they knew you liked them but in this case it was mine, and when i told her i liked him she felt horrible because she was already with him and didnt want to hurt him so we stayed friends and they stayed dating.

Yeah..it sorta hurts to walk inside and hear her moaning his name when in your head you think it should be you. I live with sam colby and kat its cool i guess i get to be featured in their yt videos more then amber, my best friend. Amber and I agreed I could be in the YT vids more and she would be colbys gf. Anyways lets get back to the story yeah?

*3 hours later*

I walked into the house after soccer practice and just as expected im the only other one home except colby and amber who both are upstairs in colbys room making love to each other. I tear up a little but try to hide it as kat walks inside.

Kat: y/n?...why are you crying??

y/n: *thoughts* Oh shit- i must have a few tears oops...

all of a sudden i lost it. yep. you heard me i started bawling as kat cradled me into her arms

Kat: Y/N!!!!...what happened???

y/n: *sighs* I like colby...I have for years and I was to chicken to confess and so Amber asked him out and she didnt know I liked him so she felt bad but i told her to date him cuz i didnt want him to be hurt again..

Colby: *stops walking down the stairs* What?...*looks at amber* i-is that true love?

Amber: *nods yes* Im sorry.... I do like you but she liked you first and i felt bad when i found out...we should break up colbs im sorry she needs you more then i do..*leaves*

Colby: *looks at you* ykw...GET OUT Y/N!! YOU FUCKED IT ALL UP!!! DONT COME BACK TO OUR SCHOOL MOVE OUT OF THIS STUPID TOWN I DONT WANNA SEE YOUR DUMB FACE EVER AGAIN *picks y/n up and tosses you outside*

Sam: COLBY STOP ITS NOT HER FA-

Then the door slammed. And that was the last time I heard from colby. until I got the message.

*5 years later*

I was sound asleep when it happened. someone called me but i was to lazy to get up so i let it ring until the voicemail came, I was expecting spam or something but a familiar voice came through the speaker: "Hey y/n...um im not sure if you remember me my name is Colby. Cole Robert Brock. It's been awhile and I wanted to tell you how much I love you, this is my confession, its been years and I'm sure it's silly to you for me to apologize 5 years later but im sorry, I love you i truly do, Ik your back in kansas and all and I know you won't get this message cuz im not gonna send it to you cuz im fuckin stupid and to chicken to send it through but i wanted you to know i miss you so much and i wish i did things the right way that 5 years ago i think your really cute we should han-" **voicemail ended**

I was shocked. Colby did something I thought he never would do, he accidently sent me his confession, and an apology??!?!?!.. Man if he really sent this it must be worth it to call back and accept to meet up.. so i walked over to the phone and picked it up i hit the call back button and waited while it rang.

*MEANWHILE*

***Colbys POV***

Shit. shit. shit. I didnt mean for it to actually send through I feel horrible about how I overeacted 5 years ago but I wasn't ready to talk to her yet...she probably hates me why would she ever forgive me? I always had anger issues but i kicked her out of her own house. it was ours but still. she owned a part of it. then the phone rang and with a trembling hand i picked it up and answered it. "H-hello?"

y/n: *over the phone* Hey uhhhh i got your message- before you hang up yes i do except your apology and yes we should totally meet up somewhere.

colby: Oh nice! we should meet up at chick-fi-la! ill pay for us both if youd like?

y/n: yea! sure! sounds great colbs! maybe we can start over?

colby: y-yeah! yeah! i would love that!

y/n: ok...goodbye colbs see you tomorrow?

colby: yep. sounds like a date yn!! byeeee

then i hung up. god i must have sounded so dumb to her but inside my chest feels tingly and my stomach has butterflies. i turned around and looked at sam. "well...i did it brother i apologized to her."

sam: thats good. maybe youll date her tooooo"

colby: woah- lets not go that far maybe shes just waiting till she gets here to yell at me...

sam: whatever dude.

[raid3r-r4bbit]

someone broke into my apartment. I havent been on because the only thing i have that i can access the internet on is my work computer ( i can get into trouble for using even spotify on that) and my switch ( just got it last monday. in another situation id be ecstatic about getting a new game system, but right now im just glad i didnt leave it out in the open)

Firstly, sorry if the formatting weird, im not used to my new phone yet.

Secondly im sorry for the people who wanted drawings from me, im gonna try my best to recreate them and post them.

Thirdly, this is really fucking long, tldr, someone broke it, let one of my cats out stole my tablet, phone, and a bunch of my games so thats why i was gone. read for details? I guess? I wouldnt lol.

also fuck you theres typos, of course theres gonna be typos.

SO…

small town does not equal no crime. After the (insert wherever the power comes from) was fixed, it has some issues and shut down again a few days later. idk why. My rm and i decided to walk to the gas station for lunch, they had power, music, cold drinks and food, and bathrooms that have functioning lights. Our landlord said it would only be a few hours, so we used our backup battery packs ( yes the ones we’re only supposed to use for work or incase of emergency) to power a fan and opened a window (the little net thing closed) for the cats and left.

because we were only going to be away for an hour, i left my phone (by accident) and tablet on the couch. in plain view of the window.

well, we have a lot of college students who walk directly by out porch ( i even had a girl threaten to call the cops on me for smoking… on my own fuckin porch) and two other girls who decided it was public chatting place and were upset that interupted them wheni asked them to leave.)

we dont know if it was a college student, or someone else, called the cops and got it all sorted there wasnt much they could do ( figures)

they came in through the window, and we think they either left it open, or that Patches, one of my cats, got out when the opened it, because she was gone when we came home, and she liked to hang out by the window. Thankfully, miso hates going outside, and katsu is scared of everyone and hides when people come over. we still havent found patches. im not worried about her, she didnt really like us, she isnt declawed, and she was orginally an outdoor cat anyways. we left out food and water and liter for her, but if she comes back she comes back. ive lost enough animals not fret over it. (tbh if it was on of the other two id probably sob)

but whoever broke in stole a bunch of my game stuff. we dont think they even went into out bedrooms, cause nothing was out of place. it took me realizing some of out stuff, the cat and the askew window (what the fuck is that thing called??) to realize we’d been robbed. ( well me actually, my roomate keeps all his stuff in his room which is fair because other than HBO i pay for all the streaming services, and i (thankfully still have) 4 consoles, which wont fit in my tiny ass room.)

they took my phone and tablet. (not worried about the phone, it was some dinky burner phone) a package off our porch ( it was mario kart, i got a switch like last monday, and the only game i have is animal crossing. very fun. thankfully, id left it on my desk.) they also took a few of my games, thankfully i have duplicates of most of the ones they took and digital copies.

ironically, the version of TLOU and FO4 (i have 4 copies of fo4 including the digital copy) were the scratched up versions, they did take my copy of infamous for the ps3. and they also took my unopened copy of RDR2. so like, pricey items but the only thing im upset about are my tablet and my cat.

for those wanting the drawings i promised, i will still get them to you, thankfully i had a warranty on it and its getting replaced after the police finish whatever it is they say they do. ( doubtful) so it may take a hot minute.

however it also means i have to completely restart my issue 2 of my comic, as i hadn't saved the final pages and the wips anywhere other than my phone and tablet. personally, im frustrated, but it gives me a chance to change a few wee details and try out a style ive been thinking on.

so im probably not going to be super super active for the next few (idk how long, im sorry) but i will draw what i said i would.

As for patches, i told my mom if she comes back pregnant ( again -_-) that we are going to yeet her into a rocket to live with the martians, and get a new cat. (or if she doesnt come back. we work best with a three cat ratio) if its boy we are probably going to name him garbanzo. (this is mostly a joke, but she was intended to be temporary as a friend of mine couldnt keep her anymore and we had been looking for a home for her. surprisingly, nobody wanted a super chill calico who enjoyed nothing but food and sitting directly on your trachea.)

anyways, im tired. ill be patiently waiting for my new tablet and trying to make my ACNH island as destroyed and apocalyptic as possible. (new squared? i got the other one for my birthday last year, so its been almost a year exactly. my birthdays on the 28th <_< >_> if anyones interested in knowing.)

sorry if this is a ramble. im high af and somewhere in between pissed off, depressed, and overly happy about tiny little animals and bells.

[duncanxtrent]

Ok so I had this dumb idea about how Duncan and Trent’s wedding would be

AAAAAAA I MISSED YOUR ASK AM SO SORRY! Just been very tired as of late.

Late

(Duncans POV)

I groggily sat up from the bed and rubbed my eyes. I rolled out of my bed, only to realize my boyfriend isn’t home. I shrug, assuming he already left for work. I prepare myself some cereal and sit there watching cartoons. I glance at my ring on my finger. I smile remembering Trents proposal on the beach. I was so excited for our wedding.

Our wedding

Our wedding…

…

OH SHIT OUR WEDDING!!!!

My memory finally returns and I rush to my closet, desperately looking for my white tuxedo. I glance around and finally find it safely tucked away in the top right corner. I struggle as I rip off my clothes and desperately attempt to pull on my tuxedo pants. I hear a burst through the door as Courtney storms into my room, furious!

“YOU IDIOT!!! YOURE NOT EVEN DRESSED?!?!?” She screams.

“IM SORRY, I WOKE UP LATE AND FORGOT!!!!!” I scream.

“UGH YOU MORON!!!“ She grabs me by the shoukders and yanks my pants up roughly, squeezing my groin. I would be tempted to scream if I didnt want to get this over with.

She spins me around and quickly gets me in the rest of my tuxedo. Once Im dressed, she yanks me out to the car and tosses me in the passenger seat.

“Of all the days to sleep in on an important event…” She mutters angrily.

“I know, I know! Im aware! Im just tired!” I say exhausted.

“Your WEDDING DAY Duncan! Were you up late?! And if so, WHY WERE YOU UP SO LATE?!”

“You really want me to tell you?” I smirk.

Courtney instantly goes pink, and turns her attention back to the car. She starts the ignition and in a flash were out of the parking lot and on our way to the venue.

“Now then do you remeber where the venue is?!” She asks.

“Didnt you just come from the venue?! How do you not know where it is?!”

“I know where the venue is you idiot! Im trying to make sure you’re actually competent enough to Atleast remember some things about your wedding.”

“Fine… Its on Harukawa Street, the Italian Restaurant where we had our first official date.” I mutter.

“Good… Now then, the flower girl is…”

“My sister Ella…”

“The ring bearer?”

“My brothers Boyfriend, Scott…”

“And who are you getting married to?”

“The most handsome man this side of the planet who else?” I smile.

“Which is?”

“Trent…” I sigh.

“Thank you… Listen I know Im bombarding you but I just really want to see this marriage succeed. This is the first time Ive seen either of you happy in a relationship since… Forever! So Please, please dont mess this up…” Courtney pleads.

“I wont, Promise…” I say smiling.

Courtney breathes a sigh of a relief. “Good, anyways your here now, get into your dressing room and get yourself prepped. Ill see you in a bit…” Courtney smiles.

“Thanks, Court…” I smile and get out before making a dadh towards my dressing room.

(Trents POV)

I nervously glance at my watch. The ceremony was in 5 minutes and I still had no sign of my Soon to be Husband.

I thought I should have woken him up when I left, but he was just SO DARN CUTE when he sleeps!

My Father in Law Jake paces the room nervously waiting. “God where is he?!? I swear to god if hes late to his own fricking wedding Im going to… I dont even fucking know what Im gonna do…” Jake sweats.

“Calm down Dad, everything’s gonna be fine!” Brick comforts him.

“If he doesn’t show up like right now, Were gonna be in some very deep shit…” Jake complains.

Brick pulls out his phone and breathes a sigh of relief. “He just arrived, hes in his suit and the girls are getting him prepped.” Brick says thankfully.

“Oh thank god…” Jake deflates, before glancing my way. “You doing good?”

“Yeah, just waiting for this whole thing to happen.” I explain.

“Still cant believe Im finally gonna get to walk my son down the Aisle. Im so happy…” Jake sheds a slight tear.

“Well you should probably go meet him then.” I recommend.

“Smart! Catcha later!” Jake heads out and towards the dressing room.

“You think everything will turn out well?” I ask Brick.

“Im sure it will.” He smiles.

(Duncans POV)

“WHAT IN THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH YOU?!? YOU COULD HAVE ATLEAST SET AN ALARM!!!” My Mom, June, Screams

“I know I know! Ive already gotten enough of an earful from Courtney.” I say.

“Clearly not enough of an earful! Look at you, your hair is in all sorts of Directions, youre suit is wrinkled to high heaven, and OH GOD THAT SMELL!!! When was the last time you showered?! 2007?!?!” She screams.

“Mom, please Lay Off Duncan.” Ella insists. “You shouting is not gonna make this any better…”

Mom takes a deep breath. “No… Youre right, we can fix this…” She approaches me.

She grabs a hairbrush from a nearby table and begins brushing my hair.

“Mom Im going to a wedding I don’t need to look like the Choir Boy.”

“Settle down, and tryst your mother, ok? Im not gonna make you look like some prep nerd but I want you look decent.” My Mom breathes.

She finishes up and shows me my hair.

“It looks the same as normal…”

“Its a controlled messy hairstyle, Ive practiced on some weebs here and there. Now you’re still messy, but you look good.” She sets down the hair brush and pulls out a bottle of Colonge.

“Arms up.” She tells me. I put them up and she gives me a couple sprits into each of my armpits. She then pulls out a lint roller and rolls me down for hairs.

“Alright. This is as good as were gonna get it.” She says.

I set my arms down.

“See? He looks wonderful now!” Ella says.

“Looks like a twink…” Monika teases.

“MONIKA!” Courtney pushes her.

“Its fine, its fine!” I laugh. “He’ll love me anyways, right?”

My Mom gets down to my level. “God knows he will. I swear you could look like the ugliest motherfucker this planet had to offer and that boy would still say Yes. Hes a good one, loyal too. You have difficulty finding men like your father nowadays, especially in the times were in right now…” She comments.

“Im… Not gonna mess it up… Right?”

“Course not. All you gotta do is say Yes. Just say those two little words and you’re gonna be spending the rest of your life with the second most wonderful man on earth.” She smiles.

“Thanks Mom.” I smile.

“No problem. Now get on out of here, your father is waiting outside. If you keep that poor man waiting any longer hes gonna carry you all the way to your husband.” Mom laughs.

“Right right.” I get up and out of my chair. “I love you Mom.”

My mom smiles. “I love you too, Baby.”

I walked out of the room and see my Dad standing out in the hall.

“Oh thank god.” He breathes a sigh of relief. “I thought you’d left or something.” He says.

“Would I really have done that to all of you?” I ask.

“I would hope not, but Ive only gotten to know you as my son for like 6 months, and in that time you’ve already gotten married.” My dad adjusts his tie. “Im just nervous I guess…” He sighs.

“Is Trent here?” I ask.

“Yeah he should be waiting at the altar.”

“Then everything’s gonna be fine Dad.” I hug him.

He quickly embraces me and squeezes me before letting go and looping his arm in mine. “Alright… Lets do this.” He says.

(Trents POV)

I stand and tap my foot nervously at the altar. The priestess stands and begins quickly reviewing her lines as we wait.

“Your husband is on the way, yes?” She asks.

“Presumably…” I mumble.

“Atua does not like to be kept waiting. So Sorry if Im trying to rush things a little.” She huffs.

I sigh and look towards the door. I see my Mother in Law as well as my Siblings in law sitting in the front row. I look over to her. She sees me and gives me a thumbs up.

Finally, I see him. Him and my Father in Law step out on the carpet and walk down the aisle, before he finally hands Duncan off to me and sits down next to his wife.

I step closer. “Been a while…”

“Sorry Im late…” He mumbles.

“You’re good. We are here now, yeah?” I run my hand through his hair.

The priestess claps her hands “Lovely! Now then.” She coughs a moment before speaking.

“We are gathered here on this fine day, to see these two men wed under the blessing of god. However, before we solidify these two mens perfect union, The Groom on the Right.” She says pointing to me. “Would like to speak his vows towards his liver. You may have the stage.” She hands the mic to me.

Duncan and everyone else look at me in anticipation.

“Go on, say it.” She whispers.

I take a deep breath. “I dont exactly know how to fully describe it but… Duncan. Its been god knows how long since we first met, and Ill be honest, when I first saw you I thought wed be at each others throats. But as we started hanging out a little more, I started getting to know you more. I picked away at the little shell you hid yourself in and saw all the beauty that hid underneath. And, at the same time, I was able to slowly open up myself to you. I don’t know how it was able to work so well, but slowly I learned you for all of your kindness, your strength, and most of all your love.” I stroke Duncans chin. “Im sorry if this sounds a but strange, but Id love to keep doing it. To keep learning more and more about you, as we live and support each other, Id love to finally uncover you, in all of your beauty.”

The audience was filled with claps as I handed the mic back to the priestess. She nodded.

“Beautiful job! Now then, let us begin the vows.” She turns towards Duncan. “Do you, sir, take this man, in sickness and health, in hope and despair, to be your lawfully wedded husband?” She asks.

“I do.” Duncan smiles.

“Lovely! And you,” She turns towards me. “Do you, sir, take this man, in sickness and health, in hope and despair, to be your lawfully wedded husband?” She asks.

“I do…” I smile.

“Wonderful! Now then, without further ado, I mow pronounce you, Husband and Husband! You may kiss your lover!” She smiles.

I take Duncans face, gazing down on him one last time, before kissing him, sealing the beginning of the rest of our lives.

(Sorry if the ending felt rushed, I just really wanted to finish this up. But hey! Now its done, wonderful!)

[beepsparks]

SO BASICALLY I HAD A DREAM I WANNA TURN INTO AN AU SO BAD

I had a dream where Yellow guy had run away from home, and Roy wanted someone to find him. Along with that, some person, who didn’t look like Lesley and never said her name, but REALLY reminded me of her (so im gonna assume shes Lesley anyway), wanted portraits of every dhmis character, mostly of characters considered dead, which was odd, some photos were just regular photos of characters who were still alive

I appear into this world, walking out of a house as a humanized Sketchbook (I will probably draw them later because they had a unique design) and Larry (the Lamp) watch and seem to want to do something with me. Light is illuminating some of the area and as I go with them, I notice my shadow is a little different. I had become Tony, or I was always Tony, or maybe some other reason, I wasn’t sure (and, it seems my personality and mannerisms were a mix of myself and Tony), either way, a lot of the humanized teachers had pretty unique designs from the usual humanized versions you’d see (like Sketchbook being an object head wearing a sliver monocle and presenting slightly more elegant masculine)

Anyway, they bring me to the house Lesley is in, and I walk in alone, she is currently setting up another portrait, and asks me to get a picture of Yellow Guy from Roy’s house. That task wouldn’t be easy, so when me, Sketch, and Larry went to Roy’s house, we had Larry quickly steal it and immediately ran off back to Lesley, who was proud of us and went to set it up, I simply stood there, looking around as she was busy.

I noticed a picture of Sketchbook and Tony walking through a red and orange flower garden during a sunset, causing an orange sky. They seemed to be talking, well, Sketchbook was talking while looking away, and Tony, held a knife behind his back. I look above the picture after seeing this and suddenly theres two pictures, of Sketchbook and either Shrignold or Colin (I forgot), implications of them being dead, I looked back to where Lesley stood and now there was also suddenly a picture of Tony, me, this startled me further, I turned around and suddenly an entire wall was covered in just pictures of Tony, with also implications of being dead, I remember saying “Theres a little too much of me here…”

I went to leave, but before I could, I was stopped by a voice in my head, Roy’s voice. Demanding me to give back the picture or find his son, if I didn’t, he’d hurt my “favorite”. I realized he knew I seemed to be part Tony, part myself, or maybe, I wasn’t Tony at all. Maybe he was missing entirely. After Roy said this, I suddenly felt a sharp pierce in my heart, and saw red for a moment, pushing me down for a second before I got back up. I ran off, and left.

I walked alone past Roy’s house, but I was stopped again, hearing his voice. More kindly this time, asking me just to find his son, and no harm would come me or anyone I loved’s way. I agreed to this, and walked off to start my adventure, seemingly alone, or maybe I was going to find other teachers to help first.

I then woke up

AND NOW I WANNA MAKE THIS SOME SORT OF AU

[ask-vinyl-scratch]

10/16/2010

ok, ok I think things are fine now. I got Twi to look at this journal and she did some magicy things to it so hopefully no more of those """ask things""" (that she called them) could come into my journal and give me stuff, but I'm watching you...

ok so yeah I got discharged from the hostipal this morning (my bucking Luna i got up at a faustforsaken hour.....) the doc tried to like hold my hoof like I was a sick little filly or something so I slapped his hoof away like vinyl don't need no helpin' hoof! I let Tavi hold my hoof a little later but that's not because I was falling over, it's just because she wanted to hold my hoof. (you gotta give sometimes, in a relationship.) Redheart also wanted to hold my hoof, again not because I was falling over, but we're friends so it's like cool, though she did say I was kinda heavy and had to hug me a little bit, but only because we're friends. I hope Tavi's not jealous...

we went over to Pinkie Pie's like ush for some coffee and she was her old funnymare self like hel yeah Pinkie you go girl!!! and Octy was like grumble grumble like ush and everything was exactly the same even though Pinkie became the Pony of Laughter (how craaazy is that?!). anyway, she told us about her new friends (honestly? good for her that she has more friends) and about her new Element of Laughter. I asked her about the whole thing and she said she got a necklace from the Elements of Harmony! but Princess Celestia took the necklace from Pinkie, apparently, which makes me kinda suspicious towards her story.

shame pinkie didnt know where luna is now but eh. ill probably see her when we go to canterlot to visit Tavi's parents

so Octy was getting that look in her eye like she was gonna blow a gasket at Pinkie Pie's turbo-powered motormouth (which i can get yknow) so I Pinkie Promise-whispered to Pinkie that I'd see her at the rave later tonight and that she should bring her world-famous patented Giggle Juice to the party, the excitement and anticipation of which was makin Pinkie bounce off the walls so I quickly took Tavi outta there!!

we went to the library and I met that Twi mare. kinda stuck-up and formal like a lotta canterlot mares (sorry Tavi!) but I can tell she could be bro material, if she was a couple dashes cooler or if she comes to the rave tonight like i told her she totally should. Tavi was kinda not into that when I invited Twi but she didnt say nothing. oh, also apparently she has a baby dragon for a baby brother?????? (Twi, not Tavi). but I couldnt see it anywhere. Note: gotta see that baby dragon.

Ok back to journal. so Twi told me she probably finished locking the magic portal thing or whatever but she mentioned cosmic vibrations so I was pretty interested in tuning this thing. Tavi was wary again, the love of my life, but Twi was really interested too and took me into her bedroom for a private talk where she said she wanted me to let her magick this journal so she could interact with it and 'the other universe' or whatever but NOPE! this is my cool magic wub diary and she's gotta find her own. made her a bit sad but Vinyl always dissappoints mares in the bedroom. Zing!

Tavi dont read that part

yeah so we went home it was getting pretty late and I yawned foalishly, cuz that made Tavi tell me that she thought I shouldnt go to a rave after having recovered from a cocaine blast so I toldher OK and we sat on the couch reading aloud from her cheesy romance novel, her giving her beautiful acting voice to the characters and me riffing on its dumbness (only to make Tavi laugh and smile...) and drinking wine until she fell asleep.

so im sitting here next to her drinking espressoes(?) so I don't pass out too and just waching her beautiful clam face... im gonna kkiss her I DID IT!

im waiting for the rave. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG ok im outta ehere come join the rave everyp... whoever, it's at the basement of Sweetie Drops' candy shop just use the back dorr and use "kumquat" as Pinkie Pie's Password (dont ask) and dont tell Tavi I was there

[bigearsbunbun]

3rd day in 10th Grade 8/31/23

I was pretty excited about today since the One piece live action was gonna be released today!TT

I woke up in a good mood and started my day with eating breakfast while watching The disastrous life of Saiki K.!! I ended up finishing the first season which felt refreshing I couldnt wait to come home after class and watch the 2nd season!!:D

I planned on wearing the males uniform today for the last time since I probably wont be able to wear it in the future because of some teachers:D though ive never announced this in my bio but Im actually genderfluid Ive always felt comfortable with both being feminine and masculine and wearing male and female clothes (clothes dont have gender but Im talking about the stereotypes of what society think they're supposed to be worn) anyway I messaged our teacher to ask permission for me to wear a males uniform so she doesnt scold me infront of everyone (though I think shes not that type of teacher but I just wanted to be cautious) later when I kinda doubted that she would even reply I almost unsent the message but then she replied saying "just for today, I'll open up to the other teachers about this" and I felt some of the weight on my chest was gone and skipped my way outside of our house hopping because of happiness...it really meant a lot that she said that....

then I got to school....it wasnt as crowded as before so it felt kinda nice... I then see some of my friends already chatting and after I dropped my bag in our classroom I joined them

Later when class starts....we answered the 7 intelligences by Howard Gardner...we answered this before last school year....though seeing my results nothings changed about me.... I got spatial-visual....butttt our past teacher never actually told us what was the suitted proffession of our intelligences so I was kinda shocked about mine...she said that people who have spatial-visual intelligence will most likely become an "artist,photographer,scultor, and etc" (I forgot what else she mentioned) and like isnt it crazy because I'm an artist...I also like taking pictures (but I dont really have a professional camera)....and I've always wanted to try sculpting....it was so spot on......no wonder my results never changed...

Snack breaaaaaaaak some of my friends havent been dismissed yet or already had their snack breaks so its just me and my 2 friends (that in the same section as me)...we decided to visit our past classroom...sighh even though it was a pain having to LITERALLY HIKE our way to our classroom because it was so high up we still made tons of memories:D while we were there I bought some turon(banana spring rolls) since the canteen was packed as alwaysTT

on our way back we looked up and saw some of our friends from the 4th floor waving at us so we decided to go to the 4th floor!! I met den there and hugged her when we saw each other!!....we talked about one piece shes so nice to chat withhhh and we also talked about the live action that just dropped (the release time was 3PM and it was currently 3:15)

after chatting I headed back to our classroom....the teacher was kinda busy I think and let our most reliable classmate(he was our president in 9th grade) handle us...we just had to take our height and weight...I was kinda surpised of my weight....it was 47.9kg like........wasnt it 51 last time????.....and it hit me....didnt I do fasting......well it was most likely that I was jealous of other peoples body and did it for the sake of looking good...........but honestly I kinda like that fact that, thats my weight...as for my height though....it didnt change at ALL TT IM GONNA CRY.....now that I think about I think I messed up the numbers because wasnt I 155cm last time..? NOW WHY AM I 152???WHAT WHERE DID THE 3CM GO??????AM I TRIPPING?....well I already passed it to the teacher so....sigh....Im not supposed to be 4'9 I WAS LITERALLY 5'1....oh well whats...done..is ...done.......i guess.....T.T ihatemylife

then class ended....we were in charge of cleaning but it felt like a breeze because this time in my new section there are actually people who HELP FOR CLEANING THE CLASSROOM.

I got out of the classroom as soon as we got dismissed my friends were already outside so I just joined them....then headed home:D

I took this photo while I was walking home...

its a lot later than when I really post my journal but I think it will probably change a lot in the future....I started watching the one piece live action right after I got home because I couldnt wait any longer><.(also ber months starts tomorrow, theyre gonna start counting down the days before christmassTT I cant believe its already been more than half a year already)

thats it for todayy thank you for reading<3 baiiii

[tandytoaster]

MY LITTLE GOOGLY EYED BABY