#i am actually insane

[mxrvelouss]

yall im trying to sleep but my throat hurts and i cant, so im just gonna write this (cringe) scenario that has been swimming around in my head all day. to the girlies who wanna be saved by a handsome man like mike schmidt.....this lil story is for u. i cannot believe i posted this

The Scene at the Mall | Mike Schmidt x Reader | Dual POV

warning: mentions of stalking, drinking, kidnapping, harassment

note: this is when mike is still working as a security guard at the mall, so prior to the events of the movie

here is the link to pt 2!

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Are they following me?

That's the thought that was in your head as you made your way through the crowded mall. You had gotten off work an hour ago and, after a particularly busy shift at the restauraunt, you decided to go the mall and spend some money. You deserved it; you had been waitressing nonstop the whole week. It was Friday night now.

When you had left a clothes store about five minutes ago, you saw two men standing at the entrance in your peripheral vision. You heard them whisper and chuckle, and they have been following you from a distance ever since- or at least you thought so.

I'm probably just overthinking, you thought to yourself. But...I don't wanna go out to my car, just in case...

You took a quick glance over your shoulder, and yep, they were still there. They looked away as soon as you made eye contact. Your heart started to pound.

The mall was closing soon, and the area had emptied. You were alone. What to do, what to do....?!

You were getting close to the main exit, but there was no way you were going to go outside in the dark now. So you turn on your heel and do a swift u-turn, now facing the men. They'll keep walking forward, out the door, and then I'll just find another exit in this direction.

As you walked toward them, you started to go diagonally, to get as far away from the creeps as possible. One of them, however, suddenly lunges towards you, the other one close behind.

"Hey, what are you doing here all by yourself?" one of them said, now in front of you, his breath reeking of tobacco and alchohol. There was a nasty grin on his face. The other sneered and crossed his arms.

Just keep walking, just ignore them, they're drunk...

But you couldn't move, like a deer in headlights. You were so freaked out that you didn't even notice the security guard who was suddenly at your side.

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Mike's POV

Today was a long shift. Mike had been at the mall since noon. And while he knew Abby was safe and sound at home with the babysitter, he was still anxious to get home to her.

He was making his way towards the main exit to prepare to lock the doors when he noticed a girl walking his way- quickly. He looked to the other side of the area, and two middle-aged men were eyeing her.

His heart started to pound.

When the men suddenly made their way in front of the girl, blocking her path, he was no longer at the mall. No, he was back in the forest, helplessly watching the car that took his brother away from him forever.

A voice screamed in his head. Help her!!

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Protectively shoving you back from the men and forming a wall between you and them, the security guard spoke in a deep, intense voice. "Get out of here," he growled as he glared at the men. "Mall's closing."

The guard quickly turned over his shoulder, looking at you with worried eyes. "You okay?"

You were about to respond with a "yes" when one of the men reached for your arm before you could react. In a slurred voice, he says, "Aw, c'mon man, of course she's-"

The guard immediately turns and shoves him, hard, and the man's grip on your arm releases. You recoil, and the guard grabs both of the men by their shirts. His brown eyes are filled with fury. "I. Said. Leave."

Their alchohol-ridden minds finally take the hint, and they stumble towards the door as the guard follows closely behind. He shoves them out, quickly locking the door behind them.

He takes a deep breath, and turns to you again. You let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, oh my gosh, thank you." Tears fill your eyes and your body starts to tremble from the shock of what just happened. Great, now you just look like some sort of damsel in distress. "Sorry," is all you say as you wipe your eyes.

The guard looks at you with a soft smile and concerned eyes and moves in closer. You notice that he doesn't touch you at all; but even if he did, you would've allowed it. Everything about him, his voice, his presence- it just felt safe.

"You don't have to apologize," he whispers. "I'm glad I was here."

"What's your name?" you ask softly.

"Mike," he replies. The two of you sit down on a nearby cushioned bench, and the trembling starts to stop as he quietly sits by your side. You look up at him, and, to your suprise, now tears are starting to form in his eyes, too.

You wouldn't find out until years later why exactly he cried that night, or why saving you from those men was so personal to him. But that night, as Mike sat with you for a while and, when he was absolutely sure there was no danger, walked you out to your car- you knew that he was the one.

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guys this was so cringe ik BUT ITS MIKE SCHMIDTTTT ok goodnight im sorry

[xoxojuniper]

i’m not the only one who noticed this right?? or am i insane

[terranometry]

*rewatches El Camino*

Anyways thinking about how even though Jesse Pinkman escaped to Alaska his experiences still come back to haunt him when he least expects it.

(also tagging u @kylejsugarman because u talked about the pizza scene and that’s what inspired this specifically lol)

[gunksh1t]

It almost hurts, how much I love you, but I'll endure for you. You're the one that even allowed me to feel your pulse under my palms. I need you so badly, I need you to be utterly and completely mine. Mine mine mine. Please just be mine, or I'll have to make you mine but I'm sure it'll be fine either way, right? That's why you don't mind my fingernails cutting into the soft flesh of your throat, right? Because I love you and I know you love me too. I just know it, I can feel it in the way you're gripping my wrists so tightly and scratching my arms, I just know it's out of all your merciful love.

So Pretty. Your tears are so so pretty, hehe I think your crying face is the prettiest. It's so beautiful, I wish I could keep this image in front of me forever, because you're so happy aren't you? so happy that we can finally be together forever that you graced my eyes with such a beautiful expression.

Don't worry, nothing will tear us apart anymore because I love you too much. I can't stand the thought of you being away, even if it's just for a moment. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you so much so don't ever leave me, okay?

Ah- I'm so sorry, please forgive me for dirtying you with such an ugly face like mine and such vile tears from my eyes but bear with it for just a little while longer. Just until we're finally one, please for me, just this once please. Just a little bit longer and maybe you'll even get those pretty marks around your neck again and they'll even last forever this time!

I can feel your adorable scratching get weaker and we're almost over and I'll finally be blessed with you being tied forever with such a disgusting existence.

But I know you'll forgive me because we love each other so much, right?

I love you.

[dumb-homo-tool]

perfectly normal activities on a friday evening

[chronicowboy]

okay cowboy was fucking excellent but the shoulder pat and the little nod because they don't need words !!!

[croquettemoon]

No one know how far I am willing to take an inside joke-

(Yes I am still have these)

[ilistentothedark]

I have not known a day of peace since watching Cabaret live at the kit kat club in London please god let me live in a little nook in the side of the wall and live inside the experience forever it was breathtaking I am VERY NORMAL ABOUT MY LOVE OF CABARET

[ruuhkaaika]

finished season 2 of w.bg in one day i am so normal about this

[certifiablyinsanez]

How I am perceived when I try to tell people how Good Omens is the greatest love story of all time:

[katherynelizabethhudson]

[purplehairedwonder]

Guess who is starting an MFA in Creative Writing program next week?

[becaexists]

I've written 12k words of fanfiction for my own dnd character and I've played him once I am not mentally stable good gods above

[effervescentdragon]

Wow i fucking write a LOT

[robosalazar]

LEON !!!! <33333333333333333333

[kittykallikat]

I want to scream and yell about trigun and vash so much rn