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mattsdolll · 24 days

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𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥? - 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 . . friends with benefits? not really. was it casual when matt kissed you with no strings attached? was it casual when you were tangled in each others bedsheets every night without apprehension? was it casual when you were in love? and nobody even knew. angst with a happy ending !!, i tried to write this with as dramatic as possible cus😁 pls pretend the header matches the fic

"dream of us in a year , maybe we'd have an apartment"

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you dreaded the day this would happen, it was bound to. you fell hard and fast. pathetically, you were infatuated by him. you stirred out of your unconsciousness, staring at the cracked ceiling paint, you were supposed to fix that months ago, he was supposed to fix it with you. that emptiness in your heart was something only he ever fulfilled. warm summer nights faded into grey snowy evenings, alone in your bed. you hated it, but you could never hate him.

his lips pressed into yours gently, his touch tender. he worked his way down to your neck, evoking a gasp from you. he had such a way of putting you in a lovesick daze, it was sickening. you watched the boy prod and push his lips into your flesh admiringly, you marveled at his features. he pulled his head out of your neck, staring down at you lovingly. he smiled sheepishly, causing you to chuckle. he always had this stupid smile on his face when he was with you, like a little kid at a toy shop. it didn't last long, though.

you scrolled through your messages, tears running down your cheeks as you re-read old texts from him.

9:43am. "I love you soo much, I hope you have the best day ever, can't wait to take you to the beach later, the ocean brings out your eyes a lot"

you threw your phone down on your bed, a teary mess. your mascara flooded from your clamped eyelashes, spilling down your cheeks. you couldn't take this heartbreak, it was killing you. that day, he brought you to the beach knowing how much you adored it. you played in the waves like you would do as a child. he brought out the best in you. he watched the sunset with you, he kissed you. your gaze was fixed upon the sky as you watched the sun slowly begin to set, the sky lit orange and pink. when the sun went down, he was looking at you. he tilted your jaw to face him and mouthed a soft "i love you" before connecting your lips. you kissed him back with just as much pressure.

you ended up making out under the sunset for ages, his hands firmly on your waist as he brought you on his lap. he didn't want sex, he didn't want anything, he just wanted to be with you, to hold you close. he loved you so deeply he couldn't even view you under a lustful gaze. that night he took you home, he washed your hair for you, brushed it out and made you dinner. did i mention it was casual? you felt sick to your stomach at the thought of it.

the same boy who used to wipe your tears when you cried, the same boy who comforted you when things were rough at home, was the same boy who drifted furthest from you. it was momentary, it wasn't healthy at the time. you weren't ready for a relationship, you didn't know how to love. he sat you down one night on your bed, explaining how he felt. the words still lingered in your thoughts, bleeding into your once fond memories of him.

"listen, i don't know what we are, okay? i like you, a lot. i don't wanna lose you sweet girl but i can't be all you have, you need to rely on other things to make you feel better, 's not healthy..i know its hard, but we need to take a break, find yourself, go out and see the world f'me, yeah? i'm gonna find you again, we just need to take things slower."

you hated to admit he was right. you both rushed things and fell too hard. you were too attached. the tears stung your eyes as you barely responded,

"i know, i know, i can't keep running to you for every little problem i just- things are really hard, i'm gonna get better, okay? promise you'll wait for me?"

"promise."

he promised.

he gave you one last long, emotional hug before cutting contact for months. months.

it had been nearly three months since you'd seen your favorite boy, the grief eating you alive. you wished you'd held that kiss a few seconds longer, held him a little tighter, loved him better. you had to get better, for yourself and for him. you held your phone shaky in your hands, the screen slippery from your tears that leaked from your eyes as you typed. he hadn't blocked you, how could he ever leave you? you typed out a rough paragraph, you felt pathetic. you hit send, sitting anxiously in your bed. it had been too long, you craved his touch. you saw the message say delivered, now you had to wait.

you had felt unwell for weeks, your apartment a mess, dishes crowding the kitchen sink whenever you found the energy to cook for yourself instead of ordering yet again another takeout. you were miserable, to say the least.

your phone lit up, vibrating repeatedly, you scrambled to pick it up, checking your notifications. you almost couldn't believe he'd replied. not that he had a reason not to, it was just nostalgic. you read the notification, a simple message illuminating your screen.

"i can come over in a half hour, is that okay?" you replied with a 'yes' and put the phone down. you instantly began anxiously pacing around your apartment. did he wait? does he still love me? am i good enough for him? the thoughts raced through your head, the only thing snapping you out of them was your doorbell ringing.

you didn't even care how you looked, or if you were in pajamas with messy hair. you nearly stumbled into the door, shakily twisting the gold colored door knob. you were met by his blue iris, his gaze gentle. his hair was a little messy, he clearly rushed out the house. his hair was cut slightly shorter, it framed his face a lot. you exhaled deeply as his arms flew around your waist into a soft embrace. you hugged him back, around his neck. he gently picked you up off the ground, squeezing you against his body. "oh, pretty i missed you."

you felt at peace, he provided a sense of solace that soothed your mind. you hadn't felt this comforted in months, gently holding him closer. matt didn't try to kiss you, touch you, or anything. he just went straight for a hug, it was all he needed and he knew it was the same for you. some would consider it toxic, how you'd called him after nearly half a year of no contact, but today you could barely even hold yourself together, you needed him to hold you and tell you everything was going to be okay.

matt knew you struggled with severe anxiety, worse than his. your brain would spiral and it would become unbearable to the point you couldn't even speak. he would sit you down, hold you in his embrace and soothe your thoughts. you couldn't go a day without having yet another flare up or panic attack, it only worsened when he left. you choked up slightly at the feel of his touch, he gently walked you to your room, still hugging you.

"look at you" he mumbled to himself, he didn't find your disheveled state unattractive or ugly, instead he found this side of you perfect. it was natural, it was human. he felt some sort of awe knowing that you only went to him in times like these, that you had created such a safe space with him, no matter what terms you were on. maybe you weren't together or sneaking into each other windows anymore, you never really were together, anyways. but there was still so much love. he sighed to himself, laying you down in bed and getting in next to you, wrapping an arm gently around your shoulder. it killed you that it wasn't skin to skin, cuddling, his head in your neck, but then again you couldn't expect that of him, right?

wrong.

he tugged you on top of his chest, snuggling into your neck since he knew you hated people touching your hair. he made sure to drape the blanket over you just the way you liked it. you gazed up at him. "why are you doing this for me? i don't get it" he chuckled. how could you? "you think i don't know how you are by now? i know you, pretty." pretty. that nickname was your favorite, it was your favorite because only he got to call you that. he stared at you lovingly, not with lust or desire, with pure adoration and innocence. he was the embodiment of gentleness.

"i left you, matt. i threw away everything we had." you choked out, tears instantly forming in your eyes. he wiped them instantly, shushing you. "shh,and i don't care, okay? that doesn't change how i feel about you, i know it was for the best..i forgive you, i'm not mad at you, you're allowed to feel, okay?" you nearly shattered then and there. after all this time, he still loved you despite everything. "i left you too, remember? it's not your fault i love you." he whispered, comforting your cries.

he placed a soft gentle kiss to the crown of your head. were you ready for this? were you "better"? you weren't sure, but you wanted his presence, his sweet touch. you desperately craved him. your love for matt ran deeper than the cells beneath your skin, you could never hate him, more so you had a particular illusion of hatred toward yourself.

a now familiar warmth filled your chest as he clasped your frame in his arms, he stroked his hands up and down your back as you erupted into a fit of sobs. nothing about this was casual to you nor him, you practically dated, just without a label. you only began calming down after nearly half an hour.

"you're okay, i'm sorry." he whispered. how was he sorry? he had nothing to be sorry for, it was your fault, you hated yourself for this very reason. matt didn't see you that way. he never perceived you the way the rest of the world did. he saw something special in you that not even you could see. "i hate that i let this drag on so long, i wish i never walked away." you whispered, a soft almost plea for him to forgive you. he grasped your chin, bringing your lips to his. you eased into his mouth, melting together. the kiss was much softer than anything you had before with him. no, he was never rough with you, he wouldn't dream of it, but something about this was so consolatory.

"you know what? fuck this, yeah? let's start over, you and me, pretty. we can forget everything and start again" he mumbled, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. you thought over what he said, honestly it wasn't a terrible idea. it was methodical, however you couldn't just forget everything, the smiles and laughs, the sobs and sorrows, every single second spent together with matt felt like an eternity. you put your thoughts aside, nodding your head. he didn't mean to forget, just to forgive and take a step forward.

"yeah? you wanna?" he beamed, giggling softly. oh how you missed that smile. you nodded once again, causing him to launch on top of you, smothering you in kisses.

"gosh pretty i missed you—missed this" he murmured against your flesh. you were one again, body and soul. you were filled by that familiar sense of relief, you missed him more. you laid tangled between the sheets for what felt like decades, just holding each other, talking. you loved him, things couldn't get more perfect.

or could they?

just a few months later, you found yourself in his bed. you had moved out of your shitty apartment, and into his small place near the beach. the air was crisp, salty. you crawled out of bed, making a cup of coffee, you could just be. you spent your days with matt, bathing in sunlight, your life was enliven.

you sat on the porch, watching the waves. matt scurried out of the house, eager to sit with you. he placed your drinks down—two glasses of wine. he snuggled up next to you, his head resting on your chest. you draped a shabby throw-over atop your bodies, leaning against him.

"so pretty, so so pretty" he mumbled softly, as you were staring out at the sunset before you, he was looking at you. you diverted your attention to him with a small smile, leaning down to press a small kiss to his wine stained lips.

just mere weeks ago you both would dream of times like these. you were finally happy.

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goldsainz · 1 year

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THEY BROKE UP? — one shot.

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader

MASTERLIST.

NOTE: i’m a sucker for angst😁 i don’t know why i felt so inspired, i have never been in a relationship. or what drove me to write that article, which i didn’t spend as much time on as you would think, i guess i was inspired. please enjoy this, happy danny ric grand prix (not anymore😐)!!! this is my longest social media piece to date (templates by @mybodywakesup)

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yourusername my EP “FWD” is out in all streaming platforms! this EP comes from a very deep, personal and heartfelt place. many nights of non-stop writing led to me putting out 4 songs i never would’ve released months ago. thank you for giving me time to come back as the best version of myself.

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selenagomez I am so happy you released this! The world needs to see all of your talent shine ❤️

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ynfan1 I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR HOW HEARTBREAKING THIS WOULD BE

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ynfan3 LONESOME BEST SONG!!!!!

When I got the call that Y/N Y/L/N wanted to do the article with Vogue, and that I was appointed as the writer I remember thinking ‘What will I say?’. There isn’t much to prepare you when a celebrity like her decides she wants you in her home, opening up about her hardships with you there to listen and write it all down. But, alas, I put my nerves beside me and took all of the questions the world wanted answers to, to the only woman who could answer them.

Her house in the English countryside is just as perfect as you would expect. With dark mahogany floors, potted plants everywhere and white walls that are filled with different memories she framed, Y/L/N’s home is made for those who love the feeling of being at home. It brims with a cosy feeling, from the rugs she picked which bring an unexpected, yet welcome, warmth, to the open space that shows off her beautiful backyard. Y/L/N’s house is nothing short of exceptional. If each room were to speak to me they would all rave about how comfortable they feel, how there is no other that feel like a ‘home’ quite like theirs.

The moment I arrived at her front door, she was the one to open the door and greet me with a hug. There was no one but us at her house, nothing but the comfortable silence and the occasional chirping of a bird. Her outfit was casual, with some Stella McCartney jeans, a Prada silk blouse which she wears with the top 3 buttons open, and a pair of Hermes sandals, it all made her look relaxed whilst still looking polished. She offered me a single-couch to sit down on, offering me different options of beverages she proudly concocted. I opted for a refreshing blueberry lemonade, while she had an already drunk, half-full glass of orange juice.

After what seemed like forever without her presence on red carpets, premieres or her famous F1 paddock appearances, Y/N Y/L/N created an enjoyable life for herself. She admits that even though there have been many hardships, she has pushed through them as best as she can. “Sometimes you just have to take a break, take a moment to look around and wonder what you really need.” She expresses, “This life isn't for everyone. I am very happy with how things turned out for me, and there is not one day I regret what I’ve done. But, there are moments in which things get out of control and space is needed.”

On the outside, Y/L/N has always appeared to the masses as someone who never falters in her step. From her modelling debut when she was freshly 18 years old, turning herself into the face of Prada back in 2012 when the whole world wondered ‘Just who is this girl?’. It wasn't long before she delved into the acting world, with her first role in 2014 for the critically acclaimed film ‘The Grand Budapest Hotel’ as ‘Agatha’. Everyone loved her, wondering what her next move would be, so the whole world was shaken when just a year later she released an album. ‘Honeymoon’ took the world by a storm, with emotional lyrics that only added to the mystery of who she was, Pitchfork said “It's an album about love, but "love", as Y/L/N sings it, sounds like mourning. The romance here is closer to addiction—something that's sought for its ability to blot out the rest of life's miseries…”. Nobody knows who drove her to write this, but the speculations never stopped, not to this day. On the inside, however, she struggled to know who she really was.

She talks about not having the right skills to cope with the sudden fame, how overwhelming it all would really be. Still, she never stopped putting out new content for her fans. Nobody could forget the girl who despite all the luxury that surrounded her, uploaded vlogs to youtube about her life. No one could take away her raw authenticity.

Maybe that is why when in May of 2022 her posts on Instagram, Twitter and Youtube came to a sudden halt, fans wondered what happened to her. What made Y/N Y/L/N drop from the face of the earth? Why did she stop appearing everywhere?

The talk never ceased, the world could not let go of the woman they had grown up with and learned to love over a decade ago. “It was weird seeing all those rumours while I battled to know who I was. I tried as hard as I could to drown it all out, so I uninstalled every single social media app I had. I ended my connection with the world to reconnect with myself.” She says. “It was hard, but it was truly what I had wanted for a while.”

Since she appeared in the spotlight, her relationships or lack of, has been questioned. “I watched my female peers struggle to get away from their love lives, how every interviewer didn't care for the projects they were in, but rather who they were with at the time.” She recalls. “I was in a relationship with who I thought was the love of my life, for almost 7 years. It is rather jarring coming to terms that sometimes people grow, and that you are the one that needs out of a relationship which is nothing short of special. My concept of love was tarnished by a guy who was older than me, and another guy who was just as immature as I was. So naturally, I was swept off my feet when suddenly, all I ever knew wasn't how I thought it was.”

Even now, after the heartbreaking experience she went through, Y/L/N only has kind words to say about the man she loved. “He is a true gentleman, he knew me like no one else did. I guess, along the way, I stopped knowing myself. That was the problem.” She says. “How can someone else know me when I don't even know myself? I asked myself that a lot. I like to think I know myself better now, I learned how to love every part of me, and that was the most rewarding journey. It wasn’t his fault, but I couldn't love someone else without loving me first.”

Self Love is a very important part of her life now. She puts her well-being over her need to succeed, something that made her iconic, was destroying her slowly. “Being an ‘icon’ to many stuck me in a box. There was an underlying feeling of having to always outperform others and myself, it was exhausting and that was how I started losing sight of myself.”

When talking about her future projects, Y/L/N expressed that she was “taking her time”. No more would she be walked over and feel pressured to put out new content, opting for a more relaxed and controlled lifestyle. Though she once was everywhere everyday, she now hopes to be mentioned when she does something valuable and not when she is merely existing.

“I do have an EP coming out. It is just four songs, but I wrote them alone, and they are my most special songs to date.” She says. “One thing I do not want happening is for people I care for to be harassed or accused of things they are not responsible for. Music is a creative outlet for me, it is never made with the intention to hurt anyone.” She adds. “‘things i wish you said’ is my favourite. It’s the first one I wrote after my breakup, which makes it the rawest out of all of them. I think that's why I like it so much, the other three were written in different periods of my life, some even years ago. It will be fun seeing everyone dissect them.”

She decided to keep the EP to just four songs because all the others were too personal or she decided to keep them for another time. “I’m sure the world would love to know all the nooks and crannies of my past relationship, but that is something I would like to keep between him and me. I am ready to move on from all the pain, to leave it all in the past. If people want to remain stuck there, that is their own choice, I choose to be free and continue growing.”

Y/L/N’s journey is far from finished. She has not even turned 30 yet, but she redirects her narrative because it just does not fit her anymore. She is not that young 18 year-old girl who knows nothing, but rather a 28 year-old woman “ready to move on” as she puts it.

At that point in our conversation, her previously relaxed demeanour has only grown. With her legs tucked on the black leather couch she has in her wide living room, an arm resting on a deep magenta pillow, she is in her own space. Y/L/N smiles and pays attention to every question I ask, she has no qualms in sharing. Though she sometimes opted to give no comment about certain situations, not once did she feel offended or made me feel out of place.

As our conversation came to an end, she gave me one final piece of advice: “Only you can decide what's best for you. Once you learn how to manage other people’s opinions, there is nothing that can truly stop you from being uniquely you. Love yourself, you have one life, why live it in misery?”

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yndanielenthusiast i will never forget when they both posted the same picture to hard launch their relationship

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ynfan22 what if this was my 13th reason?

ynfan23 we all remember where we were when this dropped

⤷ danielfan22 i woke from a nap, checked instagram and screamed so loud my parents thought someone died

⤷ ynfan23 so real

user21 missing them hours

ynfan24 nothing could’ve prepared for y/n confirming their breakup. nothing.

danielfan23 I NEED THEM BACK

⤷ ynfan25 THOSE TWO WERE LITERALLY MY PARENTS

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danielricciardo Don’t leave me hangin 🙃

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ynfan31 y/n liking this😭

danielfan31 IM SO HAPPY HES HAPPY WITH RBR

ynfan32 say what you want abt y/n (don’t) but she’s handling the situation very maturely

danielfan32 he’s smiling while we’re all in shambles smh

⤷ danielfan33 right???

user31 I need him back on track asap

user32 am i delusional to think the caption means something else or…

⤷ ynfan33 yes.

⤷ danielfan34 yes.

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yourusername many things to come 🥂

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ynfan41 istg if she says an album is coming

⤷ ynfan42 it would be crazy but i don’t think so

zendaya cheers to that!

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danielfan41 ariana what r u doing here🤨

taylorswift 🍾🍾🍾

⤷ ynfan43 I’M SCARED WHAT’S GOING ON

ynfan44 she has something cooking and i am not prepared

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myysaints · 1 year

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°˖ ⊹ ꒰ YT22 ꒱ REAL OR NO? ─ YUKI TSUNODA

... (PART TWO)

YUKI TSUNODA x f!japanese!kpop idol!reader

⌗︙・ summary — you’ve known yuki tsunoda all your life, but the world doesn’t know that. so when your relationship is accidentally called into the spotlight, fans understandably freak out – after all, who thought that these two worlds would collide?

genre — social media au, fc: sakura from le sserafim

notes — part two is here!!! the tumblr 30 or wtv image limit is so annoying, it's the whole reason why i had to split the fic over two parts 😭 the link to part one is here if you haven't read it! hope u enjoy xx

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yourusername very much real ❤️

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yukitsunoda0511 愛してる (I love you) ❤️

yourusername ❤️❤️ 너무 사랑해요 (I love you so much)

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yukitsunoda0511 I’ve known Y/N almost my whole life. We grew up together, she lived across the road from me. From the moment I met her I knew she was going to be a very special person in my life. Little did 5 year old me know that she would become the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with! Y/N, you have made me the happiest person alive. I’m so proud of you and how far we have both come. I can’t believe I’ve gotten to be the one you call home for almost 8 years now. I love you no matter how near or far you are, how early or late in the day it is for me, how happy or sad you are. Seeing you perform is the most magical thing, and I hope that I can bring the same happiness when I win in Suzuka again next year 😁 I know i say this all the time when I’m with you, but I can’t help it - 愛してる. I love you. 사랑해. Thankyou for making me the happiest me possible ❤️

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im-akira · 2 years

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Joel Miller x F!Reader | 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 🌿

Chapter 2 : The Past | Chapter 3 | Summary

Series Summary : Joel Miller is no longer the same man after losing his entire family, except his little brother. A few months later, after saving Ellie from the Fireflies. He now lives in a community of survivors with Ellie and her younger brother, Tommy.

He has only one goal, to ensure his own survival and that of those he loves. Until the day he crossed paths with a young woman and her son in the community. The young woman’s face was particularly familiar.

Are you and Joel strangers or are you a lot more than that ?

Warnings : Mature content angst, smut, romance, blood, violence...

Do not : Claim, Repost, Copy, or Translate my stories anywhere else.

Notes : Reference to certain scenes of the series and the game. The chapter is quite long. This may bother some, but it’s like a thank you gift for patiently waiting for the rest of my story.

If some things bother you, inconsistent in my story, do not hesitate to tell me this will allow me to improve ! 😊 Thanks again to @defeima for his help on a small part of the chapter. Your help has made this chapter more meaningful on history, thank you, my friend.✨

The gif I use to introduce my story was created by @inklore 😁

I apologize in advance but English is not my mother tongue. 💙

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- « Mom ! Play us the guitar please ! » Sarah comes to sit by her little brother's bed. She observes him sleeping while waiting for his mother.

- Y/N finishes his coffee and puts the cup in the kitchen sink. She walks towards the TV in the living room, the guitar is right next to it. She picks it up and leaves to take the stairs and join her children. « Sarah, when you call me don't speak loudly. It's for your brother's sake, do you understand ? »

- Sarah sits up properly and stares at her mother. « Yes, sorry Mom. » After apologizing, his head tilts slightly to the right.

- Y/N comes to raise her daughter's face and kiss her forehead with a gentle gesture. « It's okay, sweetie. Just be more careful next time. » She lifts a strand of her hair then picks up Joel's guitar.

- Sarah happy, whispers so as not to disturb her little brother's sleep. « Are you going to play you and daddy's song for us ? »

- Y/N puts his fingers on the strings of the guitar, a sweet sound comes out. « Yes. But if you prefer, I can play something else. »

- « No, this song is perfect. Besides, I'm sure it will help James get better. » Sarah comes to take James's hand gently, she presses it against hers. Impatience can be read in the sparkle of his childish eyes.

- « Okay, so let's go. » Y/N begins to play and sing. The sound of his voice remains at a stable volume, neither too low nor too loud.

If I ever were to lose you

I'd surely lose myself

Everything I have found dear

I'm not found by myself - The front door opens quickly, a large figure walks through it and enters. Joel came home from work, angry and exhausted. He puts his hand against the wall and listens to the sound coming from the rooms. He then decides to join his family upstairs. « She plays and sings just as well. » He imprints the hallway and gently opens James' bedroom door. A beautiful view was right there, it almost took his breath away.

I believe

And I believe 'cause I can see

Our future days, days of you and me

- Y/N finished singing. His hand remains on the guitar. Looking up, she sees Joel standing against the edge of the door, his arms folded across his chest with a big smile on his face. « How long have you been here ? » Y/N tries to get his daughter's attention.

- Sarah gently lets go of her brother's hand so as not to wake him in the process. His whole body turns to his father. « Dad ! » Sarah gets up quickly and throws herself against him. He was a real giant.

- Joel smiles and happily accepts his daughter's warm embrace. His arms wrap easily around her waist and he presses her against him as if Joel hasn't seen him in years. « Did you like your mother's song ? » He asked in a curious tone.

- Sarah comes to deepen the embrace she exchanged with her father. Despite the fact that he arrived late tonight, she was happy to know he was here with them. « Yes, I loved it ! »

- Joel couldn't help but smile, Sarah had that power over him, in fact his family had that power. « Good. » He pulled away from the embrace and moved closer to James. With a gentle gesture, his hand rests against his forehead. « How is he ? »

- « The doctor-prescribed medication is almost not working. I think I’ll have to take it to the hospital. » Y/N gets up to look at his son. His body was completely exhausted by fever. Seeing him in this state, it deeply killed Y/N from the inside.

- « Let's go to the living room, silence can allow him to regain his strength. » Joel places a quick kiss on James's forehead. He then turns to take the living room stairs. He was in the same state as Y/N, he felt helpless and yet Joel wanted to believe in the hope that something would come to help his family.

Sarah and Y/N do the same and in turn leave James' room. Y/N comes to put the guitar near the TV in its place. Sarah for her part joins her father on the sofa, he seems exhausted from this day.

- Y/N comes and sits on the couch, to Joel's right. « You look exhausted tonight, honey. How was your day ? »

- « Problems with the contractor. Tommy is asking me to quit this job and look elsewhere. But I can't lose this job. » Joel sighs in frustration, his fingers gently rubbing his eyelids.

- Y/N lays his head against Joel's shoulder. Fingertips, trailing lightly on his shirt. « Tommy is wrong about this issue. I know it kills him to see you trying so hard, but if you lose your job, mine won't help us finish the month. »

- « I know, that's why tomorrow I'm going to go see him and we'll talk quietly. » He concludes with a sigh. His fingers move down to caress Y/N's arm. A simple gesture of thanks, like : It’s okay, I’m here. He and Y/N are used to sharing it when this kind of situation arises.

- Sarah looked at her parents without saying a word. But it was time to put an end to this bad atmosphere and that's when an idea came to his mind. She steps back to approach the edge of the sofa, a small box is on the floor, Sarah picks it up. « Dad, I have a present from the three of us. » Sarah hands the little box to her father with a smile.

- Y/N smiles at his daughter and waits to see how Joel reacts. « We haven’t forgotten your birthday, even if James isn’t with us, I’m sure he’d be happy to see you open your gift. » She keeps her head against her shoulder and watches her husband carefully.

- Joel was slightly surprised but not upset to receive a gift. He retrieves the small box that Sarah gives him. Once in his hands, he turns the box at different angles. Joel is unable to say anything, no words come out. Then silently, he finally opens the box. A new watch will be inside. « It's... » He exhales as he finishes his sentence.

- « You kept complaining that your watch was broken, before James got sick he came up with the idea for this gift. Sarah and I saved up to give you a new one. You like this ? »

- Joel slips his new watch around his wrist. The tired, exhausted look on his face disappeared with the snap of a finger. He comes to put his watch to his ear and tap lightly against it. « Honey, it's nice but.. I think she's stopped... »

- Sarah shows a look of misunderstanding on her face. She throws herself on her father's arm and comes to observe him more closely. "What! no, no!" After watching her, Sarah understands that her father is kidding her, just a joke. « Mmh, ha ha, very funny. »

Y/N was full of happiness in front of the scene that was happening before his eyes, they looked so happy. Joel has always had this playful side with children, he played his role as a father perfectly.

- Joel looks at the time displayed on his watch, it's almost midnight. It's time for Sarah to go to bed because tomorrow she has to get up early to go to school. « Sarah sweetie, it's time to go to sleep now. »

- « Damn, what time is it ! » Sarah leans back on the couch to watch the clock. The clock is displayed at midnight.

- It's getting late for the whole family. Y/N places a light kiss against her husband's cheek. Then coming out of Joel's shoulder and gets up from the couch. « Let her watch TV with you, you haven't had a moment with your daughter in a while. »

- Joel quickly but gently grabs Y/N's arm. « What are you going to do ? You don't want to stay with us ? » After capturing his attention, his grip on his arm was no longer there. He could read in her eyes that something was wrong.

- « I'm going to bed. If James needs anything, I'll be here. Have fun, good night, darlings. » The young mother approaches Sarah and kisses her on the forehead before leaving the living room and using the stairs to access the bedrooms.

Joel finds himself with Sarah, between father and daughter. He straightens up to take control of the TV remote, turns on and quickly chooses a program. Sarah grabs her father's arm and quickly clings to him. She left him no choice and Joel could not refuse such a beautiful proposal.

Silence was present in the room, only the noise of the broadcast. Joel was happy to have his daughter near him, it’s obviously the same for Sarah. Hours pass and Sarah falls asleep on her father’s leg, sleep quickly catch up with her.

Joel looks at his watch again to check the time, it was really late. He straightens his body to take a look at Sarah, she is sleeping very close. Joel gets up slowly from the sofa so as not to wake her in the process. His arms grab Sarah so he can carry her to his room.

- After taking the stairs, Joel walks to Sarah's room and gently places her on her bed. He takes his blanket and puts it on his shoulders, readjusts a lock of his hair and kisses his forehead. « Good night darling. » - Y/N’s been lying for a while now. James needed to see her, so she had to get up and sing her a song that could help her go back to sleep. She’s exhausted, upset that she can’t do anything to help her son get better. « I don’t know what to do to help him get better. » Mumbling against the cover.

- Joel gently pushes the door open and sees Y/N from behind, lying in their bed. He walks slowly and passes in front of the television, then joins her. He settled his tall body through the sheets and then laid his gaze on the silhouette of his wife. « Are you okay baby ? »

- It is in silence that Y/N snuggles up against Joel. Her face was against his chest and was about to end up a mess from the tears. « James is getting worse, I feel...I don't know what to do to cure him. I don't want to lose my baby, our son. »

- He takes his wife in his arms. Joel gently puts his hand on her back to make a small gesture, trying as best he could to reassure her. « I know it’s hard, honey. But you’re not going to lose James, he’s not going to let the disease get to him, he’s our son after all, he’s got something to hold on to, right ? » He continues his small gestures against his back and adds several small kisses on the top of the head. « We wait to see how he spends the night. If tomorrow morning his condition hasn’t improved, I’ll take him to the hospital »

- « Yes.. He must have that toughness from you, that's for sure. » Y/N raises her head to face her husband's gaze. She had a slight smile on her lips, he is so protective and caring. « As for James, don't bother, I'd rather take him if you don't mind. » Y/N smiled slightly after Joel's action. She finds it adorable of him and snuggles a little more against him.

- « As you wish, darling. If you don't feel like taking it, tell me and I will. »

- « I promise you. » Y/N entwines her fingers in Joel's and stands right on top of him. Her body was against his, her gaze locked with his, she couldn't leave him or even let go. « I'm really lucky to have you. »

- Despite his hands tied to his wife’s, Joel comes to hold his hand to his lips and give her a gentle kiss. « And I and the kids are lucky to have you, too. » Finally, he pulls her gently towards him and puts her lips against his own. He’s happy to have her with him.

- The young couple fell asleep in each other’s heat. Later that evening, sniffing and crying from James' room. Y/N heard them, because of his light sleep. Rubbing her eyes slightly, she moves Joel through a slight movement and then straightens up. There she sits, back to her husband. A hand gently rubs its lower back. This catches Y/N’s attention. « Sorry, baby, did I wake you ? »

- Joel does not move from the position he is in and leaves his hand on Y/N’s back. « Don’t worry, it was James' crying that woke me up. »

- « Okay. So don't get up, I'll see what he's got, rest. » Y/N gets up from the bed and gently pushes the door open so as not to make any noise and goes to James' room.

Joel didn’t have time to say something she had already left. He puts his arm on his face and closes with a sigh of the situation his family is going through. What did he do to deserve this fate ?

- Y/N arrives and enters James' room. Then walks over to her son's bed and sees him from behind crying. « Are you all right, my angel ? »

- James sniffles several times and turns to his mother, holding out his arms. « I'm in pain mum... »

- Y/N comes to take James in his arms. With her right hand, she gently caresses his back and whispers. « I know it my angel, I know it... »

- James grabs and tugs his mother's shirt tightly with his hands. Tears are streaming down her face and her pain is unbearable. « Where.. Where is dad...? »

- Before Y/N can answer his son's question, the bedroom door opens. Joel was in the back, he walks in and looks at his wife and son. « I'm here, big boy. »

- Y/N and Joel exchange a quick look. He holds out his arms so she can slowly place James in his arms. « I think I'm going to have to take him to the hospital. »

- Joel moves his hand up and down against James' back to try to soothe him. « Yes, I think we have no other choice. »

- James starts to agitate after hearing the word hospital. The child wasn’t really a fan of this type of place. « I don’t want to go. » His hands cling strongly to his father’s shirt.

- « It's a place that may be able to find a solution to your problem, big boy. » Joel could feel his son's fear through his gesture and the glint in his eyes.

- « I'll pack his bag, grab some extra stuff for him and me. » Y/N goes to the cupboard at the back of the room, she opens the drawers and retrieves the clothes for James. - Joel kept James in his arms, his hand still against his back, it felt good. He walks up to Y/N and looks a bit worried. « Are you sure you want to go out ? On TV it is said that the virus is spreading faster and faster these days. Especially in places where people gather. »

- « I know very well that there is this virus there. But that will not prevent me from having our son treated. That's why I'm taking a change of clothes, maybe I should spend the rest of the night with him there. » Y/N finishes picking up the clothes for James, then turns to his bag, near the desk.

- Joel understood perfectly well that he could not dissuade his wife. « I see, I'll help him get dressed. » He gently puts his son on his bed and retrieves from the chair to his right the clothes he was wearing yesterday, of course the clothes are clean. « Raise your arms, big boy. »

- Due to the fever, James has practically no strength. He struggles against it and manages to raise his arms slightly upwards. « Like this, dad ? »

- « Yes Perfect. » Joel puts on James' t-shirt first and then comes to his sweater. Then he ends up coming and ruffling his curly hair.

Y/N places the things in James's bag. A sweater, socks, a t-shirt and his favorite stuffed animal, a little giraffe.

- Joel finishes dressing his son in his shoes. He could see the fear in her eyes. James pulls his head up and swings his legs slightly. Joel's face smiles, he pats her legs. « It's going to be okay, James, mum will be with you. »

James continues to swing his legs and nods slightly at his father, silence falling between the two men.

- Y/N is back with clothes in her arms that she comes to store directly in her son's bag. She left it to Joel to deal with James' fear, trying to reassure him. Y/N's trust in her husband was unshakable and indescribable. She takes the bag in her hand and puts it on her shoulders. One step at a time, she approaches the boys and breaks the silence. « I'm ready, boys. »

- « Are you ready, James ? »

- James looks up at his father and then his mother, his gaze blank. It doesn't take long to bring him back down to his feet. « I still don't want to go. »

Y/N and Joel observe each other, one look is enough for them to understand each other perfectly, the message has passed. The young mother comes to put her hand on her son's knee, Joel does the same as his wife but on the other leg.

- « You have nothing to be afraid of, James. It's not like the visit to the doctor but there will be a few more people than usual. »

- « Your mother is right. You don't have to be afraid of this place, of the hospital. If you want to heal, that's where you will find the solution. » Joel comes to hold his son's knee a little tighter, without hurting him of course.

- « Well, it’s time to go, honey. » Y/N takes his hand off his son’s knee and looks at Joel. « Can you hold him and take him down, please ? »

- « Of course darling. » Joel takes his hand off James' knee. He raises his hands under his son's arms to take him and cuddle him in his arms.

Y/N gently pushes the door open while avoiding making noise for Sarah. Luckily for them, Sarah was a sound sleeper, not light like Joel or James. Y/N crosses the hallway down the stairs to wait for the boys at the entrance.

- Joel is right behind his wife with James snuggling up against him. The little guy wouldn’t let go of his father by an inch. The stairs are taken and Joel is at the entrance. « You don’t have to worry about the car, it’s already outside. And as for the keys, they’re here. » With one hand, Joel takes the keys out of his pocket and hands them to Y/N.

- Y/N gets the keys. Open the door and go to the car. « Do you need help getting him into the car ? »

- Joel walks behind Y/N and walks towards the back door of the car. « For now, I'll try to install it without needing any help. » He concludes by trying to install his son in the child seat.

Y/N observes Joel and lets a little laugh slip by watching him. Joel has always had difficulties with this kind of thing.

After a few minutes, Joel manages to get his son into the seat in the back of the car. The door left open for him to observe, he has a smile on his face.

- The young mother grabs her husband's hand and pulls it against her. His arms already wrapped around Joel's waist. « Will you be careful ? »

- Y/N does not answer and comes to put his lips against those of Joel to answer. « You already know the answer. »

- Joel responds to Y/N's kiss by kissing her again with a little more gentleness and tenderness in the gesture. « I love you, Y/N Miller. »

James is a spectator of this scene between his father and his mother. The bad mood disappears from his face and gives way to a happy smile, the fever is still there despite everything.

- « I love you, too, Joel Miller. » Y/N barely comes out of her husband’s arms. She doesn’t want to leave him, never let go of his hand. Yet it is with force that she manages to get away from him and to go to the place of the driver.

- Joel leans on the back door of the car, meeting his son's gaze. « See you at dawn, big boy. Even if you're not in good shape, I know you'll keep an eye on your mother. »

James shakes his head up and down looking at his father, no words come out but his eyes mean everything. Joel steps out of the door and closes. Y/N starts the car and reverses to join the road towards the hospital. Joel watches the car drive away from him, he could feel fear inside. What he doesn't know is that was the last time he saw his wife and son.

- Hours pass, silence reigns in the Miller house. Sarah is the only one in the house, she is in a deep sleep. Where the hell is Joel ? Why did he leave his daughter alone ? Then the phone rings. Sarah wakes up slowly and answers the phone. « Hello ? »

- « Sarah, honey, I need to talk to your dad. » Fear and worry will clear in Tommy's voice.

- « Uncle Tommy, what time is it ? »

- Tommy raises his voice « I have to speak to your father, there is.. ! » The call was disconnected, a beep rang in the phone without answer.

- « Uncle Tommy ? Hello ? » Lost and half awake, Sarah decides to get out of bed. She lightly rubs her eyes and approaches her bedroom door. « But.. what's going on ? » Sarah walks through the dark hallway trying to find her parents and baby brother. « Dad ? Mom ? James..? » No answer, nothing, the silence heavy in the house. She takes a quick look at James' room, nobody. Sarah then goes to her parents' room, the door is open. « Dad ? Mom ? Are you there ? »

An explosion erupted silently outside the house, causing other objects to explode around it. It seemed like chaos out there.

- Sarah sees several explosions from her parents' bedroom window. « And.. What was that.. Dad ? Mom ? » Sarah is petrified by what she has just seen. His whole body is shaking. She puts her arms around her and continues to walk through the house. She keeps calling her parents through the house but nothing, no answer. Except outside, neighborhood dogs bark constantly and police cars don't stop on neighborhood streets. Then her father burst through the glass door of her mother's office. He is covered in blood and breathless. « Dad ! there you are. »

- Joel quickly rushes to close the glass door and turns to his daughter. « Sarah ! How are you ? »

- Sarah, a little lost, watches her father take out a small briefcase from her mother's desk. « Yes, I'm fine. Where are mum and James ? » - Joel quickly opens the briefcase and pulls out a gun. He ignored Sarah's question. « Has anyone come ? »

- « No.. someone had to come by ? »

- Joel holds his gun and counts how many bullets he has left. « Stay away from the doors, don't move from here. »

- « Dad.. You're starting to scare me.... And where are mum and James, what's going on ? » She asked a little in the incompressible situation.

- « It's the virus.. There's something wrong. People are behaving in a different way. »

- « What disease ? » She asked after an infected popped up on the glass door, Sarah suddenly jumped up. « Dad ! »

- « Damn it, Jimmy ! » Joel jumps up and kicks the office chair away after recognizing his neighbor. He comes to put Sarah behind him, to protect her. « Stay behind me, honey. » He places himself in front of Jimmy so that he doesn't touch Sarah, with a gesture of his hand holding his daughter's arm and with the other he points the gun at Jimmy. « Jimmy ! Stay where you are ! I'm warning you.. No ! » Joel just shot his neighbor in the head and Sarah saw it all. Disturbed by what he has just done, Joel pulls his daughter out of the office and takes her into the living room.

- « You.... you killed him.. » Sarah is shocked by what she has just seen. His father has just shot their neighbor. Jimmy, she had seen him this morning with his mother.

- Joel saw fear in Sarah’s eyes. He blamed herself for having to watch the scene. At her age, she shouldn’t see this kind of thing, but the world is crueler than it seems. « Forgive me, sweetheart. » Joel gently pulls his daughter in his arms and meets her gaze. «Sarah… Listen to me. The situation has become far too dangerous. You have to get out of here, do you understand me ? » He concluded in a dry tone. The lights of a car light up, dazzling the whole living room. Joel turns and keeps Sarah’s arm. « Y/N. Maybe it’s your mother, honey. » He opens the door and sees his brother’s car. The expression on his face changes direction quickly.

- « Where were you !? » Tommy asked his brother, looking angry. « Where are Y/N and James ? Are you aware of the situation ? »

- « I explain to you about Y/N and James in the car. For the situation, we can say that, yes. » He opens the back door of his brother’s car and helps Sarah get on and installs it.

- « You have blood all over you, Joel.. »

- « It's not mine. Let's get out of here, please. » He concluded by getting into the car.

- « Half the town is out of control. Y/N and James, where are they ? »

- « James' fever was not going down, he was getting more and more exhausted despite the medication, so Y/N wanted to take him to the hospital. The situation was not as dangerous as it is now. »

- Tommy continues to drive following the road to go to the 71. « And you know if they are ?.. »

- « No, I don't know because I haven't heard anything since the explosion. The telephone lines were cut, the whole town was cut off. » He concludes by staring at the road ahead.

- « I see. Sarah how are you ? »

- « It’s okay.. Can we please turn on the radio ? »

- « Yes of course. » Tommy turns on the radio and keeps one hand on the wheel. The radio sends no signal, radio silence. « No phone, no radio. Yes, everything is fine. A minute ago, the reporter did not stop. »

- « I hope mum and James are well.. » She concluded, directing her gaze to her uncle and then her father.

Joel said nothing, no words, no reaction to his daughter's words. Anxiety reigned in his heart, he has to stay strong for Sarah anyway. Yet the doubt is there, to tell him, to show him that he might not be able to join Y/N and James and save them from this nightmare.

A few hours ago... - Y/N and James finally arrive at the hospital. The parking lot for this one no longer seems to have any free space. Fortunately, a car has just left his. Y/N then rushes to pick it up and park the car. « In a few hours, your pain will be over, sweetheart. » The young mother opens the back door of the car and removes James from the child seat.

- James looks with wide eyes and a big smile at the huge building in front of him. With his hands, he squeezes his mother's sweater and keeps his eyes on the building. « Is.. Is this the hospital, mum ? »

- Y/N finally managed to see his son smile after days without any signs of happiness. It might not be much, but it makes him feel good to see that smile on his little angel face. His father's gaze reflected in his own light. « Now we have to be patient because we are not the only ones here. »

James lays his head against his mother's neck, exhausted from the fever, he slowly closes his eyes and falls asleep without much difficulty.

- Y/N enters the entrance of the building with her son snuggled against her in her arms. « What can I do for you ? » A young nurse speaks to Y/N.

- « I would like someone to consult my son. He has had a huge fever for the past few days, we have seen a doctor. He prescribed medication that started to work, and then the day before yesterday, nothing. »

- The young woman looks at her computer, scrolls with her mouse, and the appointments appear on the screen. « Fortunately for you, there is still room with Dr. Smith. You will have to wait in the waiting room directly behind you. good luck. » The young woman concludes by getting up and then shows Y/N the waiting room.

- « Thank you very much, good luck to you too. » Y/N leaves the hospital reception and goes to Dr. Smith's waiting room. The places are all taken, which is normal with the current situation of the city and the virus. Y/N remains calm and arrives in a corner with his still sleeping son in his arms. She barely turns her eyes when the hospital was filled with sick people. Whether it's where she is or in the halls of the hospital. The service is saturated and we have to deal with it.

- « Well, let's see if there's a signal here. » Y/N pulls her bag down from her shoulders, putting her bag next to her, between her feet. She takes her phone in her hand, going through the contact list, she finds and calls Joel.

- With his arm under his pillow, Joel fell asleep in the sheets facing the TV. His phone vibrates. He jumps up slightly and straightens up to get it. The Y/N number appears, it answers. « Yes ? Y/N ? Are you okay ? » He asked a little worried.

- « I’m sorry I woke you up, baby. So far so good. I was lucky to have an appointment because there was no room. As for James, he sleeps against me. »

- « Don’t apologize for waking me up. Are you in a waiting room ? »

- « Yes. Joel, you'll see the situation here... What journalists show on TV is nothing compared to what I've seen so far. »

- « Y/N, you don't have to tell me. We all know that the media never shows us the reality of the situation. Be very careful of yourself and James, okay ? »

- Y/N laughs lightly after hearing her husband's words. This protective side that Joel has and has always had. Y/N can't help but find this side so adorable. « You will never change, Joel Miller. »

- « I'm not changing anytime soon, Y/N Miller. »

- « I love you, dear… » The call suddenly goes off, no sound comes out. « Y/N ? Honey ? » Joel asked panicked. There seems to have been an explosion not far from the hospital where Y/N and James are. That must be the cause of the problem. Joel can’t reach his wife and son by phone anymore. « Shit. What am I doing, joining them ? » His eyes change on his wrist, more precisely on his watch. « Make yourself alive. » He concludes by rising from the bed and leaving his room.

The explosion occurred not far from the hospital where Y/N is located. The building even shook. She would have thought it would have woken James but no reaction. Hours pass and it's finally around Y/N and James gone. Dr. Smith welcomed them into his office.

- « Thank you for opening the door to me doctor. »

- Smith sits at his desk and signals Y/N to sit in one of the chairs. « You can sit. Well, the appointment is for your son, I understand ? »

- Y/N is sitting on one of the chairs. She strokes James' hair and answers the doctor's question. « Yes that's right. He has a high fever that has lasted for a few days. Another doctor had given him medicine, but since last night nothing has worked. » - The man bends over his desk and watches the little boy in the arms of his young mother. « I see. I'm going to have to do a little examination to figure out what caused this fever. Forgive me if I sound rushed, but given the situation in our city. » Finishing his sentence, he gets up from his desk and goes to another room to prepare the equipment.

- James wakes up from his long sleep. Glued to his mother's neck, he observes the place around him. « Where are we, mom ? »

- « In Dr. Smith's office. He will examine you and find a solution for your fever, I hope. »

- « I see the boy is awake. Can you please take him to the other room ? »

- « Of course. One moment. » With one hand, Y/N takes James' stuffed animal from his bag, a small giraffe. She takes it and gives it to her son, he takes it with his hands, holding it against him. « That's good. I'm with you. »

The minutes pass, Y/N has his eyes fixed on his son who is in the other room. Deep down wishing the doctor could find a solution. He used several methods and so on, in a few minutes. When he receives part of the results, the expression on his face changes completely, he is surprised. He does not believe what he sees on the documents.

- Y/N notices that the doctor is particularly quiet since he has papers in hand and is talking with two nurses. Must be James' results. She decides to go see for herself and find out a little more. « Are these my son's results ? »

- Smith puts James' results next to him and raises his hand and puts it in his beard. « Yes, these are your son’s results. They’re pretty amazing. »

- Y/N crosses his arms and observes the man with his eyes. « What do you mean by "incredible" ? »

- Smith puts his hands on the hospital bed where James is lying. He looks at Y/N with a serious look. After a few seconds without uttering any words, the doctor comes to break the weight of this silence that has become heavy. « You have certainly heard on the radio, or on television, that strange and violent events are taking place in the four corners of the world. For several days now, our own city has been plagued by the screams of our fire trucks and response vehicles. » - « What does this have to do with my son doctor ? What do you mean ? » - The doctor then straightens himself by crossing his arms in a movement that seems endless. « The fact is, Ms. Miller, that we have no certainty at this point in time as to why this sudden change has occurred, and we have found that individuals with fungal infection who were previously harmless to humans, their skin and body have been infected, their movements becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Tests we did with your son confirm a similar infection. »

At this moment, Y/N’s gaze passes from misunderstanding to fear. - « However, we see from reading your child’s results that this fungus does not act on your son in the same way ; as if he had mutated in him. We have never seen anything like this before. It may be, Mrs Miller, that your son has developed some form of immunity from the aggression he suffered. »

Before resuming his dialogue, the doctor delicately decrypts the arms, approaches Y/N looking at her seriously but also with gravity.

- « Additional tests are needed to determine if your son can help us find a solution to this pandemic our world is going through. » - Y/N does not know how to react, or even what to say and think about all this. James, her child, immune to a threat that would affect the entire world ? But at what cost ? And then Joel is not there with her to decide the fate of their son. Y/N approaches her little boy, with one hand she does not leave his arm. « What are you going to do to my son to… find a solution as you say ? » - « It is complicated because we are living in a time we have never met before. I don’t have all the answers in front of me, but I would say that right now the solution would be to do a brain biopsy that would allow us to-»

- Y/N holds his son's arm firmly and glares at Dr. Smith. « If you take away what he has in his brain, he will lose his life. You will not touch my son again. » James said nothing, he squeezed as hard as he could his stuffed animal and watched his mother and doctor talk about the situation.

- « Madam, your child may be the key to the virus. You have to trust us, I can't… » Smith's voice suddenly stops after seeing Y/N point a knife at him and the nurses. She managed to get the item when she reached the office.

- « The.. Drop your gun, you'll hurt yourself. » The man tries to reassure the young mother and approaches her hesitantly.

- « I'm warning you, take one more step towards me and it's a neck in the stomach waiting for you. Tell me what's the answer to this fever now ! »

- Smith stays away from Y/N, the nurses do the same. He barely looks at her when he talks. « I'm not sure.. but He just needs plenty of rest and in a week or more and normally the fever will have dropped. I implore you to think of all the lives we can save. » He concludes by begging Y/N with words but also with eyes.

- Y/N can't keep listening to Smith's words, aiming his knife at his face and trying to threaten him and the nurses. « Get away from me and my son now. » Smith and the nurses obey and move away. Y/N comes quickly to retrieve her son in her arms. She pushes the office door with her shoulder and leaves the waiting room to reach the hospital exit at a run.

- She managed to get out of the building before security arrested her and picked up James. Once the car is reached, she gently places James in the child seat and straps him in. After getting into the car and leaving the hospital parking lot, Y/N heard a loud explosion coming from the hospital. She does not try to understand the origin of this and leaves the place. « We'll be back home in a very short time, my darling. You'll soon be with your father and sister again. »

It wasn’t, that night got off to a bad start and it wasn’t going to end.

Unfortunately for Y/N, the road to his house is blocked by a long line of cars. Impossible to overtake, all the cars are stopped, but why? Something unexpected must have happened outside during his medical examination. And this explosion didn't just happen, all of his explosions are tied to something, but what ?

A few hours later…

- « Uncle Tommy, watch out ! »

- Sarah saw a vehicle driving straight at them, but Tommy didn't have time to stop it. The car is completely overturned. The screams and screams don't stop, Sarah, Joel and Tommy are indeed in an endless nightmare. Sarah comes to her senses first. She gets up with difficulty and finds her father passed out against the car window. « Daddy, wake up. »

- Joel slowly regains his senses, as soon as he opens his eyes a horrible scene takes place in another vehicle in front of his eyes. « Back up, honey, back up.» Joel leans against the ceiling of the car and tries to smash the window, pushing as hard as he can. The window shatters. As soon as he catches his breath and gets up, an infected person jumped in his face. « Get out of here ! »

Tommy comes to help his brother and breaks the head of the infected with a brick. The two men observe the infected fallen on the ground and face each other without saying a word.

- « Dad... » Sarah doesn't dare get out of the car, she shyly reaches out her hand to her father.

- « I'm here, honey, I'm here. Give me your hand. » Joel answers his daughter's call and gently pulls her out of the vehicle.

- « Ow..» Sarah leans on her father's arms and bends her right leg, she looks hurt.

- « Are you okay, honey ? » He asked, looking at his daughter's foot and helping her to stand.

- « I have a pain in my leg… »

- « Gotta get off the road Joel, Sarah ! » Tommy who was in the other vehicle yells to try to get their attention. « Shit watch out »

- A police car rushes over their car and crashes into it. Joel quickly pulled Sarah out of the way, standing in front of her and against him. Once after coming to his senses, Joel exchanges a quick look at his daughter before ducking down to try and find Tommy behind the vehicle. « Tommy ? Tommy ! »

- « I'll join you later. Joel, don't stay here, get out quick ! » Tommy speaks to his brother one last time and leaves the road to try to find another way.

- « What are you doing daddy ! We can't leave it. »

- « Your uncle will be fine, he will manage to join us, I trust him, he is a Miller after all. Tell me, can you run ? »

Sarah just shakes her head from left to right to tell him no.

- Joel picks up and hugs Sarah, because of her leg injury she can't move forward so can slow them down. « You keep your eyes on me, okay? Don't look away. »

Once the message has passed, Sarah clings tightly to her father's neck. Explosions, screams, tears... This nightmare doesn't seem to want to end.

- A few minutes later, Joel managed to find a way out of an abandoned bar, but alas, an infected was behind them. A light breaks Joel's sight for a few moments and the gunshots come. « It's okay, honey, it's over. » Joel continues to stare at his daughter and tries to reassure her as much as he can.

- « And ! You there ! Do not advance ! » A soldier comes from the bridge with a gun in his hand.

- « We need help.. I think my daughter's leg is broken. » Joel walks towards the man, keeping Sarah close to him.

- « Stop ! I said don't move ! » The soldier raises his voice and does not move from his position.

- « We.. we are not sick. »

- « I have two civilians in the outer perimeter. What are your orders ? »

- « Dad, where are mom, James and... »

- « Chief, there is a little girl. But, yes, chief. » The soldier leaves the call with his superior and takes his weapon back in his hand.

- « Listen, we just had a nightmare okay.. We just want to.. »

The soldier doesn't say a word, he raises his gun and aims at Sarah and Joel's face, he shoots.

- « Oh shit. » Joel backs up without looking behind him and falls, dropping Sarah in his fall.

- The soldier descends and runs to Joel to finish his job. Tommy, who arrives just in time, shoots the soldier in the head, his body falls to the ground. We hear shouting behind them, Joël turns around and sees his daughter injured in the stomach. « Sarah ! Honey no ! » He crawls over to her and presses gently on her wound. « It's okay baby, I'm here, take your hands easy, honey. »

- « Dad.. I'm in pain.. » The tears and blood don't seem to stop. The pain Sarah is feeling is unbearable, her cardiac breathing also seems to be disturbed by the injury.

- « I know honey, I know.. Listen to me, I know you're in pain.. » He said in a shaky voice. « Come on, I'll try to lift you up. » Joel occasionally glances at Tommy then back to Sarah, his whole body shaking at the sight of all that blood. Seeing him unable to do anything to ease his little girl's pain is killing him from the inside minute by minute.

Tommy on his side did not have the words to help Sarah or Joel in the face of the situation, he too was devastated.

- After snuggling Sarah up against him, Joel takes one last look at his little brother. Sarah stops crying, she doesn't seem to struggle with the pain anymore, it was over. « Sarah ?.. Honey ! Get up sweetie.. Please baby.. » Joel can't accept what's happening, his daughter can't die now, not like this. « Don't do this to me, honey.. No, no.. » Joel comes to hold his daughter's lifeless body against him as tight as he can. Tears in turn stream down her exhausted face. For him, part of his world had just ended in his arms.

That night, Joel lost virtually all of his loved ones. His wife Y/N, son James and daughter Sarah. All he has left is his little brother, Tommy. This nightmare that Joel lived will follow him until the end of his life. Overnight the world had taken everything from him. The world took everything from him so Joel took everything from humanity.

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taegularities · 8 months

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Hi lovely Rid 💕💕

I'm coming in with one of my irrelevant and possibly annoying rants™ that I haven't done in a while.

But the part in cmi blooming where Jungkook was talking about how OC isn't even meeting his standards, she's actually building them made me think of my crush and :((

I'm usually so so wary when I talk to guys because in my experience, sooner or later, they always say something that makes me feel weird or uncomfortable, like they start being misogynistic or homophobic, or they start treating me weird. And don't get me started on the toxic masculinity!!!

So when I started talking more to my crush and realising I like him, I thought that the more I got to know him, I would find out something about him that would put me off, like it usually happens. But this man is literally too perfect????

He is so intentional with all of his political and moral views, with the activism he's doing, with the way he's intentionally defying gender norms. If someone says something weird, like sexist or any other kind, he'll be the first to call the person out on it. None of it feels performative either, just really intentional because he realises his privilege and uses it for good. And he's so kind and caring too, listens so well and remembers things about his friend's interests. Like his whole films watchlist is full of his friend's favourite movies and he must have a friend who's an army too because every time we come to that topic he knows so much 🥺🥺 I was nervous about giving him my discord because it's got a jungkook profile pic and everything but he just started asking like isn't he in the military now etc. Literally the biggest green flag of a person.

He's the one currently setting the standard for me! And the problem is that I really don't think he likes me back and now I don't know who else will meet all these standards lmaoo. But when I'm not feeling pessimistic and I look at it from the bright side, he has genuinely restored a little bit of my faith in men (just like bts actually) Because if he exists then surely there are others like him, right 😔

Anyway, this is a bit of an aimless rant, just had to get that off my chest. But of course, cmi Jungkook is the ultimate standard and nobody can surpass him!!

Thank you for listening as always, Rid. Love you 💞💞💞

hi ivi, my sweetheart 🤍

reading smth so wholesome after attending meetings of 4.5h is 🥹 the way you talk about him is so incredibly endearing and made me beaaaaam!! and it fills me with hope once again that such wonderful people do exist. even if you only remain friends, i'm so happy you've found someone who helps you restore faith in humanity. he truly sounds amazing :D and isn't it freaking amazing how knowing the right person makes you realise just what you look for in people? like, having no type but finding a standard in someone amazing is such a grand and irreplaceable compliment. (you should tell him how cool he is 🥺 he'd love that, i bet 🥺)

i was already going to mention it before you said it yourself, but i think he's the ultimate proof that not everything in this world is rotten. i know love doesn't always come easy to us, and somewhere in us, the fear of being disappointed is always present. i guess that's how you know how much you value and cherish your heart and that you won't settle for hurt 🤍 but, while everyone always says this to me, i want to tell you, too, that awesome people come into our lives at just the right moment, and that if things truly do not work out with your crush, there'll be someone one day who'll make you believe in the best in people, too and who'll love you in ways you soooo deserve (although cmon, your crush is tooootally missing out!! 😁). but keep holding onto hope bc love and tenderness do exist and we'll alllll get our very own cmi jk one day for sure, and he'll worship the ground we walk on just as he does with oc 🥺🤍

none of your rants are aimless or irrelevant and least of all annoying. in fact, more!! lol i always miss them when you're away!! i actually apologise for rambling, too like odidgsududh :') love you, ivi, thank you for putting a smile on my face bc this msg was the most wholesome thing ever <3

#the way i rolled my eyes at 'toxic masculinity' BC GOSHHH yeah 😭 but there are good ones out there!!!!!#<33 #notes for rid 🌹#ivi <3

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papabirdurskeks · 1 year

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4 and 44 of the OC meme? 😁

4. A character you rarely talk about? (44 will be answered under the read more!)

Oh goodness, this one is a toughie because I have so many OCs I barely talk about because I always go from one to another (aka, me forgetting about them while paying more attention to others and repeating the cycle each time). However, they often do get their turn to see the light of day even if small!

Yet, if I were to go to territories in which I have never ever talked about certain OCs, one of them would be Zigor!

This guy I never spoke of to anyone aside from my brother because he predated internet socializing days and I never got around to really fleshing him out aside from the stories my brother and I made up together.

But once upon a time, I used to be very avid in the Halo fandom and instantly fell in love with the franchise to the point I made several different OCs actually. Zigor just happened to come in much later when we finally got to know the Forerunners a bit more! And so, Zigor was born!

He himself is Forerunner with a rather...pessimistic agenda when it comes to doing his job and tends to view the world and life in about the same life. In fact, he's what one would call the brooding type but its not because he's had a hard life but just has very little hope for things to get better in the times that he was alive and saw calamity arise when the Flood began to surface. Ideals of hope and revival were bleak in his mind and eyes, but he did as he was told and tried his best to save what he could before things ultimately went to shit.

Long story short, he had somehow managed to survive this calamity and lived off his days sort of plotting and planning for an ultimate end to things. He was sort of like one of the big bads that my brother and my main OCs went against in some big fight.

And here he is now! Completely revamped and seeing the light of day after almost 10 plus years x') I still very much love him and am glad to finally show him off! c:

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

I think one thing I really love about my OCs in general is being able to give them life through both design and story telling! Nothing brings me so much happiness then to actually be able to show them off in this way because it gives them life and shares their stories to anyone who is willing to listen and is interested as well! I love being able to share their stories, the art they are in and just be able to bring them to life and interact with people who want to know about them!

That life itself is just so much fun and enjoyable to give that it feels good to know that even if one person likes them, I know that I am doing something right in the long run x')

#matla speaks #halo #forerunner #oc #sketches #blorbo talk time

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taeiun · 8 months

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HIII im sending it here bc. i j love the matching pfps we’re so cutr ☺️ i would say to myself that i was gonna write this then sit there and watch all the videos i could find of love sign instead 😭😭 anyway i’ve done it now 👍 Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde, one night Who cares, who cares…. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SILLY!!!! screen cuts to black then one of our songs starts up in the bg as this letter fades into view..

TO SOL 🤓🪼🥂

Mannn you old as hell😂😂😂😂 or young as hell😂😂 or in the middle i have no idea😂😂😂 i hope u get lots of presents and eat good food and have a good time silly 😁 and maybe pop a bottle if u can #WHYNOT! but if not then Fear not.. (Anti-ti-ti-ti fragile, fragile..) because i will find a way to give u all of those things!!!! somehow!!! just trust me fr. i’ll do a drawing later im in the mjddle of walking home rn 😓 but anw!!!!

YOU ARE😭😭😭😭 so annoying i want to punch you. but gently. because ur not that annoying ilove u i Guess.. you’re really cool and i love everything u make ever and you already know i am factually proven to be your biggest fan and idk if im repeating things i said on new years but IDGAF it’s all true. u are hashtag epic and im really glad we’re friends!!! ^_^

we’re locked in #4L i fear im not leaving u alone for Ever.. unless that’s too long idk. maybe just a Really Long Time. the #MARKREN #2MIN bond is too strong!!! what the Efff!!!! we j get each other like.. olivia wilde nod ☺️ lets. idk i think i saw u say somewhere u dont rly like hugs so ermm lets dance 🕺🏻🕺🏻

ok last thing i want to say THANK UU!!! for being my friend and listening to me ramble and listening to songs i send u and telling me ab things early and doing things like what u did in iseul’s bday live thing bc I CRIEDDD😭😭 i love u cheesecake let’s be silly for way longer 🤓

gotta leave it off w a birthday song rec.. childish gambino we love u. You smell like a peach papaya😭😭

Lots Of Love. From Johmfs54.

xoxooooo, jj !!! (Ur IRL Fave) 🥸

i hope you know i like,,, had to hold in a fat snort when reading this oml the way you caught me off guard with “old as hell or young as hell or middle” LMFAOO erm and is that an act of violence against me?? 😓☹️ damn… I’ve never heard?? someone say i give off a punchable vibe before?? AWWWW TYSM :((

no no #MARKREN and #2min are literally forever so like,,, we’re stuck forever and um. i’ll give you hug privileges 😁😁 just bc you’re my #Seungmin #Marklee so like 🫂🫂 bring it in unless you decide to change your and then in that case yeah let’s dance 🪩 🕺 🕺

:(( i love listening to your songs even if it takes me a freakishly long time to answer… but omg stay silly bc i’m no.1 jj supporter (i’ll fight all the others hunger games style to make that true) (no i won’t bc i cant handle blood) (it’s the thought that counts <//333) i love you seungmin to my minho, mark to my renjun, peanut butter with a side of jj on toast (^з^)-☆

#📞　. . 　you called　?#( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘ )　:　other half to my 2min.#i sound so calm in this kfnffhfh i just woke up and it’s only almost 9 #; faves.#i’ll listen to the song later!! promise i’ll do it when i’m brushing uo

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momentsofamber · 8 months

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Hey uuuuh did you know... Ur big swaggy and hella stronger than ur demons? 😉👍 You've overcome them in the past to make it to today, you'll overcome today's with the lessons from the past, and the future doesn't know what it has coming to it 📣👏😁

Anon, this was so nice to wake up to. 😭 Thank you so much!!

I'm so sorry it took me all day to respond to this and I'm about to ramble so feel free to skim this, I'm gonna dump it under a read more. ( Do people even still use these in 2024? askdjhf )

I never directly attacked anyone in my time while pretending to be an anti. I was just completely silent on the matter, letting my morality complex and p.edophobia ocd wage war on my well-being.

It's ironic, I've been on this site since about 2010; and in 2012 when I started to be at my first most active point on tumblr and had a friend group on here, I would blog about Wincest (SPN) on main and no one said anything or thought anything of it, they just kept scrolling. That was the norm. People just SHIPPED whatever they wanted.

Flash ahead to like 2018 and suddenly everywhere I go there are now neon eyesore banners on posts, including fucking stimboards and whatnot with 'p.roship d.ni' and 'a.nti-a,ntis d.ni' ( I'm censoring that just so this post isn't blacklisted from proshippers because that is NOT my stance ) and I was like 'I don't even know what these terms MEAN?? where did these come from??' but I was too afraid to ask anyone so I just. Stayed silent and promised myself I'd only reblog "safe" content and that I was "happy" I'd "become a better person since then". ( spoiler: I was lying to myself. )

And over the years any time I made new friends who had never seen that content on my blog back then, I'd just say I didn't support Problematic Content(tm) and I'd only talk about and rp and reblog ships that were "normal", because I was now so afraid people would reject me at any time because it seemed like the anti crowd was so large and violent and nasty -- my mental health at that time would not have been able to handle that hatred.

-- in fact I had this SAME experience in the plural community with the a.nti-e.ndos for identifying as a median system. ( we know now that we are a bpdgenic osdd-1b system, but we still prefer most median terminology to describe ourselves. ) But the traumagenic DID systems who were pro-endo were so much more welcome to interacting with us than the exclusionists. And it's the same bullshit different flavor happening here with the proshippers.

How much overlap is there between a.nti-e.ndo and a.nti-p.roship rhetoric, I wonder? It's wild. I wish I had learned how to undo my black and white thinking so much sooner and listen to new points of view instead of just shying away from the unknown in fear.

But this is a new year, and this is a new me. This blog is going to be a source of love and positivity and learning about other people's experiences. Any discourse or negativity ( even the validating kind ) will remain on my sideblog. I don't have to like or even agree with everything I see online, but I am going to support people's right to say it, do it, make content of it, as long as all parties involved are consenting. ( Fictional characters, animated or live action, do not have the autonomy to consent or not consent so people can do anything they want with fiction that makes them feel happy and fulfilled, full stop. Yes, this includes RPF and selfshipping. As long as you keep your content in your safe space and no actors/musicians/etc involved in the creation of that character you're using are able to see it - I will support your right to make or consume any content as you see fit. )

#proship #proship safe #proshippers please interact #ambers.ask #ambers.txt

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kpophubb · 2 years

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Heyyy it's me!

Your Hee anonie~ ♡☆

Sooo I was gonna complete the Hee angst but writing is a very hard job and I am very lazy. BUT I will FINISH IT. Also 😗 i just have been in a very Jake mood lately.

Ok so when I first got to know about Enha. Jake was my bias. He immediately caught my eye and then I heard him speak in his aussie accent and 😳😭👌💓🙏

And now I back to my Jake Phase.

Also also I love his Korean name. Like Jaeyun is such a pretty name and ngl I like more than Jake. Like imagine calling him Jaeyun ahhh tbh I'd totally call him Jaeyun over Jake anyday (no hate to any Jake out there) (love to all the Jakes)(Jake from Subway Surfer) (Jake Peralta from Brooklyn 9 9) but JAEYUN !!

Also I have some very 💞💖 pics of Jaeyun but I can't share them with you on anon 😭😭 what do I do 💀 send them over ig ?? Find the Twitter links idk 😖 ugh I wish tumblr would let anons share media ://

Anyway how are you?? How's the break going ?? 😁

Praying for you that future Enha tours include Malaysia and that you are able to see them MULTIPLE times ⏲️🙏❤️

Hihi my hee anonie 🥺🫶🏻 welcome back my lady!! I can understand how tiring writing can be mygod so it’s okay you finish it WHENEVER you want, there’s absolutely no pressure. <3 jaeyun?!😳 please this is my top 10 greatest weaknesses in life I’m not kidding. It’s such a pretty name, istg and I blush so much everytime I read it or try to say it….👉🏻👈🏻 it sounds so nice and gentle, and suits jake sm!! I’d be deceased and turn into a blushing mess if I ever tried calling him that FOR REAL. 😵‍💫 I’m not a very shy person tbh, I’m quite bold and say everything on my mind really easily but….this..one..name…shhssjnsudnsjsjsjsjsjs!! 💥🫣🫠💘💘

Awww🥺 we must all love and care for our jakey!! I love it sm when we all show him love and appreciate him and talk nice about him. He truly deserves special treatment from every single one of us bc he’s so special!! <33 >~<

my first bias of enhypen was sunoo!! I became an engene during the border:carnival era so seeing sunoo’s sketchy appearance during that time made me absolutely i n s a n e. I really liked anime eboys all my life- the ones with black painted nails, lots of piercings and metal earrings, smokey eyes, silver/white hair and black leather fits!! So when I saw sunoo, my jaw dropped. It was a selca and I immediately started looking up which band he was in..and then I listened to drunk dazed and was hooked. Basically that’s how I started knowing them and fell in love with them all……! Which era did you become an engene anonie??

Ikr this option is so so annoying like why can’t anons send media -.- my other anon sends me the links of those pictures on Pinterest and I view them there. You can send me in whichever way you like and are comfortable with🖤 I’m currently…a little tired? I had 3 fics scheduled for this week but😅 my mom had a surgery recently so she’s bedridden atm and I’m nursing her (I love caring for people and nursing in general, and she’s my beloved mom so yeah.) by the end of the day, I’m TOO TIRED to do anything else so I just pass out and sleep.

How about you? Is your break over anonie? I hope you had/have lots of fun🥺 and smiled a lot during this time :) <3 thank you sm for dropping by my love, and MULTIPLE TIMES GETTING TO SEE ENHA?😭 you have no idea my eyes just teared up from happiness..this was so so sweet. T~T

#mia’s asks #engene 💌#my hee anonie

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bottled-poet · 6 months

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 🤍🖤

1. Stephanie ( @jlmhopper )

2. My cats 🤎🩶🧡 I have 3 and adore them all, but my orange boy Apollo is very special to me.

3. Music! - I will listen to anything and tend to go through phases of which genre I’m most into but hard rock and metal are pretty constant

4. Books - I’ll read anything, but fantasy is my fav! I want the book I’m reading to distract and take me away from the real world 😁

5. The view of the mountains in my hometown, they are beautiful and always a comfort.

#asks #about me

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minjix · 2 years

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wonderstruck → Vinnie Hacker x dancer!reader

requested! can u write one for vinnie when he watches his gf perform in a professional ballet as a lead ? and it would be cool in his pov if you can😁🫶

a/n: like I mentioned before, I don’t write a specific gender since I want everyone to feel included when they read my stories, regardless of gender, skin color, ethnicity or religion. i also write in third point of view so I will only focus on Vinnie’s thoughts, if that makes sense lol

summary: in which Vinnie is wonderstruck.

warnings: illusions to depression, reader neglecting their own mental health and fluff. (also i don’t know anything about ballet so i winged it) + swearing.

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He was nervous, his throat on the brink of collapse as his hands grip the handles of the seat. He had never watched you perform before, something you were adamant about him not seeing since dancing was something very personal to you.

He understood.

But then after many years of hard work and sacrifices, you finally landed the lead role in the ballet of your dreams.

Vinnie’s perception of ballet was stereotypical, he himself wondered how anyone can sit through hours of ballet with loud string music playing. He found it obnoxious. But then he met you.

And when he heard you speak so fondly of ballet he couldn’t help but listen and be entranced by your voice and the gleam in your eyes.

He knew how happy it made you, even when you came home with tears in your eyes, limping with those three words escaping your lips every time he helped you get through the pain. ‘It’s worth it.’

At times, he found himself doubting you, especially when you cried so hard that air couldn’t reach your lungs and your eyes became swollen and sore. Especially when you didn’t bother getting out of bed for several days straight when your teacher decided to bash you in front the whole class. Especially then.

But he loved you and he trusted you, even when he was scared for you, but yet here he was, sat on the second row with the best view of the stage hidden behind large velvet curtains.

Beside him were people he didn’t know, and he didn’t bother getting to know them, he was simply there for you.

He could hear the music starting and the curtains opened to reveal a dark and gloomy stage and in the center was you. Back straight staring down as fog creeped up from the sides.

He was mesmerized.

He recognized the similar chords playing, lacrimosa by Mozart, a song he heard almost every time you stayed over.

You looked sad. Incredibly so.

You were dressed in dark clothes that flowed with movement of your body and your face was painted with makeup that drastically enhanced your features. You looked so beautiful on that stage.

You spun around with such elegance that it left Vinnie wondering if it was the same person he knew who’d trip over every carpet edge you could find.

You looked like you, but you were someone else. You were acting or perhaps you weren’t. Vinnie wasn’t sure, but still, you took his breath away.

He wanted everyone to know how much you meant to him and how he was yours and you were his.

He could hear the woman beside him sniffle, and it was then he took notice of the tickle on his cheeks. He was crying.

Three hours. He sat there for three hours, starstruck by you on the stage. He watched as with every song you became a brighter being who danced more joyfully and with a purpose.

And then the curtains were drawn and his legs worked on their own accord, standing up, hands clapping.

“Excuse me,” he repeated as he made his way of the row in hurry to catch you.

He hurried backstage while the thundering claps and whistles continued.

And there you were, sweaty, out of breath but so goddamn beautiful. He rushed towards you and engulfed you in his arms.

“Holy fuck,” his voice cracked as he held you tightly. In his head, he played through every memory of you crying in pain and exhaustion, only to lead up to this out of world moment for you both.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he didn’t count how long the two you stood there, both crying. He forced himself away from your body and grabbed your face in his hands.

He leaned forward and pressed as many kisses to your cheeks and lips as you laughed.

“I’m all covered in sweat,” you laughed. He paused to stare into your eyes. “I don’t care.” And with that he sealed it with a kiss on your lips.

꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒦ ꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷

i hate myself for writing what i can’t have :(

also hope this was okay anon:)

#vinnie hacker #fluff #vinnie imagines #vinnie x y/n #imagine #vinnie hacker angst #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker fluff

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SUPRISE-Jack Harlow

y/n and jack are secretly dating, y/n gets called down to the VMA’s to do interviews and hand out awards without telling jack that she’ll be there.

(this one is a long one so don’t play the music until i say so😁😁) this is also isn’t pre read so sorry for any mistakes.

this is the outfit: https://www.fashionnova.com/products/betting-on-you-sequin-maxi-dress-gold https://www.fashionnova.com/products/a-glay-dream-heel-nude

word count:

warning 18+

smut, cussing, choking..

i was standing on red carpet as my heart started beating out of my chest waiting to see jack. i was talking with the camera man when he point out that lil nas x was coming our way. i got my microphone ready as he walked towards me.

“y/n.” he said smiling. back at the studio while nas and jack were making industry baby, i came and visited them a couple of times just to check up on jack. so nas knew that we were a thing.

“hi nas.” i said said into the microphone smiling as he stood infront of me.

“let me start on how amazing you look tonight.” i said as the camera man backed up getting a full view of his outfit.

“i could say the same about you.” he praising making me chuckle. i was were a long sleeve sparking cocktail dress with glass heels.

“thank you, so nas.” i said clearing my throat.

“where’s the baby bump?” i said as he chukled.

“i had to suck her in so i could fit into this dress.” he replied making me lightly laugh.

“BUT, she’s still gonna come out in five days.” he clarified.

“so your baby is a girl?” i asked as he nodded holding his flat stomach.

“yes she is. i just found out on the car ride here.” he said as i nodded.

“i also want to take a second and ask, all the amazing people you have on this album miley cyrus, megan thee stallion, jack harlow, i mean how do you do it?” i asked moving the microphone back into his direction tilting my head.

“i mean i just asking them, begging them for them to make a song with me and im just actually glad that we’re nice enough to say yes.” he said as i nodded.

“now telling about your outfit. i mean i just can’t get enough of it.” i said as he smiled.

“you know for this one i just wanted to go for both a mas and fem in one outfit. i mean you see it right?” he asked as we both looked down at his outfit.

“yeah yeah. i see it.” i smiled looking back up him.

“one more thing, what can we expect from your performance tonight?” i asked one last time moving the mircophone back towards him.

“my performance is going to be really sexy.” he said as i nodded my head.

“and do you think this will be a VMA moment?” i asked

“oh absolutely.” he answered nodding his head.

“and uh what about your nominations?”

(you can listen to the music)

“i’m really happy to win all these nominations, and you know i’m going on stage with jack harloww!” he said pointing to somebody right beside me. i look beside me to see jack. it felt like the world just slowed down as he looked down at me smiling.

“check your phone.” he mouthed to me before he looked back at nas giving him a handshaking. i came back into reality as jack as looked at me opening his arm asking for a hug. i kept the smile on my face giving him a hug.

“you look so beautiful i just couldn’t help myself.” he whispered in my ear pulling away.

“y’all don’t understand, these two are the absolute best.” he said looking into the camera. we go back to how we’re originally standing with jack beside me and nas infront of us.

jack looks nas up and down before licking his lips.

“jack, don’t say anything sus.” nas said as he all laughed.

god. i don’t understand how this man could be so fine.

“so jack. here come right here so the camera can see you, but don’t step on the outfit.” i said as nas moved over.

“it’s okay jack you can step on it, you’re jack harlow.” nas said as jack placed his hand on his side.

“my fault.” he said into my microphone before removing his hand.

“so what has it been like working with his genius right here?” i said looking at him as he looked nas up and down again smiling.

“you don’t want me to say it, do you?” jack asked her nas chuckled as butterflies irrupted in my stomach. god, the things this man does to me.

“say it!” i said as jack took the microphone from my hands.

“man stop playin.” nas responses looking away.

“you don’t understand how much this man means to me.” jack said with his hand my nas’s back.

“look at how well he’s dressed. this is my dog right here.” jack said as nas starts to walk away, jack hands me back the microphone.

“and you’re looking pretty good tonight too.” i said as he crosses his arms front of him.

“thank you.” he smiled licking his lips.

“matching shoes with the suit, what can we expect for you tonight once you enter onto stage?” i asked as i caught him looking me up and down smirking.

“jack?” i said getting his attention.

“shit im sorry, i wasn’t listening.” he replied honestly making me chuckle.”

“no you good.” i laughed grabbing onto his arm looking slightly up at him.

“i asked what would we be expecting from you once you enter the stage tonight?” i asked one more time.

“greatness.” he replied.

“jack! cmon we need more then that!” i begged.

“well what do you wanna know?” he said looking into my eyes. i was speechless. it’s always the ocean eyes i could get lost in for hours. jack could tell and helped me out.

“you gotta let the performance speak, the music speak.” jack said still looking into my eyes.

“i could rather tell you about it, but i’d rather show you.” he said.

“okay fair enough.” i said said quickly looking down then back up.

“uh these collaborations, who do u wanna collab with that you haven’t collared with already?”

“it’s just i told them earlier, andre 3000, i mean we’ll see where it takes me.” he answered

“i mean andre 3000 is my hero.” he replied as he turned into the camera.

“i’m just sending this message out to andre 3000, i admire you and hopeful someday in the future we’ll make a song together.” he said as i taking a deep breathe.

“well thank you jack for joining us today.” i said as he smiled.

“it’s my pleasure. anything for you y/n.” he replied as i felt my cheeks heat up.

“well i wish you luck on your performance tonight, and have a good night.” i smiled.

“thank you and you too.” he smiled walking away.

LIKE AN HOURS OR TWO LATER…

i just got done with the interviews and now i have to start getting ready for the vmas since it was starting soon. i was in my dressing room about to start getting ready with two hours left before the vmas started. i was about to go on my phone when i see a text message that said…

“meet me in my dressing room, room 167😘.” i read smiling as i bit my lip getting up. i left my dressing room taking my phone with me looking for jacks dressing room. it didn’t take my long to find it because each door had somebodies names on it.

i quickly found his room and knocked on his door. it didn’t take him long to answer, he when he did, he was wearing his black shirt with his green dress pants on. he smiled as he grabbed my arm quickly pulling me by my arm and locking the door behind me.

“if i knew you were coming, than i would’ve had us match.” he smiled as i wrapped arms around his neck.

“i didn’t tell you because i wanted to surprise you, that’s all.” you smiled as you felt jacks arms roam down your body and under your dress giving both asscheeks a quick squeeze making you gasp.

“i don’t think you understand how hard it was for me not to fuck you right there on that red carpet.” jack admitted.

“really? well from the looks of it, it looked like you wanted to fuck nas right there on that red carpet.” i said as jack chuckled.

“is somebody jealous?” he tilted his head.

“no!” i said making a face.

“it was just an observation.” i said shrugging my shoulders as jack laughed.

“but..” i said removing one of my arms from jacks neck and to his pants stroking him through his pants which earned a groan from him.

(if you wanna listen to the music again with this out then you can)

“i think you should show me how mad you wanted to fuck me?” i asked jack as a smirk formed onto his face. his lips crashed into mine. our kiss was deep but also passionate. it felt as if the world around us disappeared into thin air and it was just us. only us. his tongue slides against my bottom lip as i slightly open my mouth letting him in. our tongues danced together in harmony as both my arms wrap around his neck. he gives my ass a quick slap making me moan into our kiss as he picked me up and carried me over to his desk before putting me down.

without pulling away from the kiss jack quickly unbuttoned and pulled his pants and underwear down before pulling up my dress and down my laced panties. jack pulled me closer to him as he wasted no time and aligned himself with me. slowly he thrusted into me making both of gasp.

“fuck baby. i’ve been waiting all day.” he moans as i grip onto the desk below me. he continues to thrust inside of me hitting a deeper spot with every thrust.

“oh my-, fuck! yes jack fuck! right there, don’t stop!” loudly moan as the desk starts to hit against the wall. jacks thrusts start to speed up making both of us start to lose control.

“this pussy baby. fuck, it’s too good.” jack moaned in my ear making my head toss back as jack starts kissing my neck leaving marks that i’ll end up having to fix later. he pulls away from my neck as he his hand lightly wraps around my neck.

“look at me when im fucking you.” he demanded as i looked him in his eyes. he thrust somehow started getting so fast that the desk started roughly hitting the wall, but jack didn’t care, i wrapped one of my hands around jacks wrist as his mouth started to open with loud moans crashing out of it.

his thumb attached its self to my clit and started harshly rubbing.

“jack!” i loudly moan as i hand that was around my throat quickly went to my mouth.

“cmon princess, we don’t wanna out our secret now do we?” he asked still thrusting into my with the same paste as i quickly shake my head no as he removes my hand from my mouth.

“then he can’t be loud, okay?” he said as i nodded.

“good girl.” he smirked. i felt myself start to clinch around his dick.

“oh daddy, im so close. im gonna cum.” i finally admitted.

“go ahead. cum for me.” he said. i felt my high crashing down as i covered mouth with my hand, my moans were muffled as i came around jacks dick. a few more thrusts and he came inside me painting my walls white.

“fuck. that’s was good.” he said breathlessly as he laid his head on my chest. i chuckled as i ran my fingers throughout his sweaty curls.

“that’s was amazing.” i corrected him smiling. i look on my apple watch to check the time.

“shit!” i said as jack quickly got up.

“what?” he asked as i pulled up my underwear.

“my makeup artist are supposed to be at my dressing room at 6:30 and it’s 6:28.” i said as jack pulled up his pants also.

“oh.” he said as i grabbed my phone off the couch.

“good luck on your performance, i already know you and nas are gonna kill it.” i said giving him a peck on his lips.

“yeah, thanks.” he said as i walked to the door pulling down my dress before leaving.

#Spotify #jack #jack harlow #jack harlow smut #imagines #smut #vmas 2021

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