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writing-good-vibes · 1 year

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in the back of his mom's mercury

after all this time, anna finally writes a corey x reader fic !! you know when you just get a single scenario stuck in your head. no plot, no nothing, just vibes? that's what this is. also this is somehow the second round of car sex i've written for corey, i guess he just lends himself to that sort of thing.

WARNING for smut (not particularly explicit), f!reader, car sex, inexperience but not first time, post-accident but pre-michael corey, smoking (corey, not reader) and very vague mentions of child abuse (joan cunningham hate club).

taglist: @slutforstabbings (if anyone else wants to be tagged in corey related things, just let me know !!)

"I dunno if we should be doing this," Corey whispers, hesitating at the curb.

"It's okay, she won't even notice," you promise, turning back from where you were already halfway around the hood of Corey's mom's car. Weaving your fingers together with his, you make him look at you. "You deserve to live a little, Core."

Corey does look at you, squeezing your hand. But with his free hand he worries the ridged edge of the car keys. Is he really going to do this? His momma would throw a fit if she found out what he was doing; is it really, really worth it?

You squeeze his hand back, you have that patient look on your face. You weren't going to make him do anything, you never did. Since the moment he met you on his first day at the call centre, you were the only one who'd been friendly with him straight away. People tended to give him a wide berth these days, which he preferred to the alternative of people saying the all nasty things they're thinking to his face. But not you. No, you'd talked to him between calls, gave him pointers about the software system when he was too nervous to go and ask his supervisor about it again. You showed him where you bought your coffee in the morning and you always hung out together on your lunch breaks. Even when he moved on to Prevo after begging Ronald to give him a job (he'd do all the grunt work, he promised, he just needed something manual to do instead of sat behind that desk all day), you'd kept in touch, saying he was more than just a work friend.

You're definitely worth it, he decides, unlocking his mom's Mercury and getting in the drivers seat.

Corey got his licence back in high school drivers ed, but his momma barely ever let him drive her car, so he'd not had a lot of practice since the day he passed his test. His momma was the worst backseat driver too -- "Corey, check your mirrors," "Watch that pothole," "Careful, Corey, that maniac's about to pull out in front of us". Even when she did let him behind the wheel, and he could count on both hands the times she'd let him drive them home from the grocery store, he ends up wishing she hadn't bothered.

The streets were almost empty as you drove through town. You watched Corey, watched as the street lights illuminated the look of concentration on his face before you passed into another pocket of darkness. There was something in the air that you couldn't quite put your finger on, beneath the almost solemn feeling of being the only two souls in town, there was a tangible sense of good old-fashioned mischief.

You'd brought some CDs along, almost every mix you'd ever burned, so you didn't have to put the radio on. Before meeting Corey, you didn't mind WURG, you kind of liked the variety of genres, and Willy was a character -- he made for good entertainment. After the accident though, Willy's conspiracies about it felt heartless. And once you met Corey in person, eyes fliting nervously around the office while DeVon showed him around on his first day, you knew you'd never listen to another word out of Willy's mouth. Flicking through your collection, you settle on one of your most recent playlists, and the car's built in CD player receives the disc shakily. You keep the volume low so it doesn't distract Corey's focus.

Lover's Lane was on the edge of town, past the rail road and down a gravel track. Without the headlights of the Mercury, you'd be swallowed into the pitch black night. Above the treeline, the radio tower blinks in the distance. There wasn't much of a view from here beyond the cracked dirt, even with headlights still on.

Corey puts the car into park and leans back in his seat. He keeps his hands on the wheel, unsure what he'd do with them if he let go.

Slowly, like you think you might startle Corey otherwise, you reach over and turn the volume up a few notches now, just to set the mood.

Corey's always hesitant to make the first move, no matter how clear you make it that you want him too. That's okay though, you'd seen first hand how difficult Corey found socialising. It was like he was always waiting for the punchline to a joke he didn't understand and didn't trust that the punchline wasn't, in fact, himself.

You place your hand over his on the wheel, wiggling your fingers until he lets you link yours between his. He loosens his grip, turning his palm over so you can hold his hand properly.

"Are you going to kiss me?" you ask, giving him the permission he needs.

He grins, small at first, then spreading wide to dimple his cheeks. He lets out a huffing little laugh, before his lips meet yours.

There's a giddiness to his kissing, the way his hands wander and he hums happily. You've noticed before that he gets like this, drawn out of his torturous echo chamber and caught up instead in the fun of fooling around. In the juvenile counting of bases and mumbled daydreams between stolen cigarette kisses.

"C'mon," you murmur against his lips before you manage to pull yourself away. You smile at him, climbing over the centre console and into the back seat.

Corey follows, his nervous energy having dissipated with his need to keep touching you, and have you keep touching him.

Safely in the backseat, Corey's hands gravitate to your waist, holding you there as your lips reconnect. Soft breaths warming the both of you between open mouthed kisses.

You fumble with Corey's jeans, in no rush to jump ahead as you finally pop the button and unzip his fly. His hips buck as your hand brushes over his briefs.

One of Corey's hands drifts beneath your shirt, tracing along your spine, feeling the blemishes of your back before his thick finger slide work their way beneath the band of your bra. He's hit or miss with how quickly he can unhook it, but he manages it this time. The fastening pings undone, letting the straps slip down your shoulders.

Pulling away feels like an impossible ask, so you stay as close as possible, sharing the same shaky breaths with Corey as you both scrabble to get out of your shirts.

When you're half bare, you latch back onto Corey; lips on lips, chest to chest. He whimpers into your mouth when you palm his bulge, hard and leaking, over his underwear.

All hope of going slow, of making this last, go out the window when you finally -- finally -- wrap your hand around him. All of a sudden it's nothing but heat and want and wetness. He yanks you into his lap, work-rough hands hot on your hips. Jeans come off, dropped into the footwell. His hand goes to your panties, drenching his fingers in slick as you rock against him, and it's not enough. It's not enough -- never enough -- because you can never get enough of Corey.

"Oh fuck," he groans, when he's finally inside you. His arms hug your waist, clinging hopelessly as he gets lost in you, lost in the paradise he can only find between your legs. Corey holds you like you're the last temptation, and he knows without a doubt that he'll never, ever be saved.

Corey leans against the trunk while he smokes (if he does it in the car, his momma is sure to know, he claims), his face rosy in the cherry red glow of his cigarette. His jeans, unbuttoned and a size too big for him anyway, hang low on his hips.

He smokes all the way down to the filter before flicking the butt away, the ember burning bright for just a second before it goes out against the dirt.

Later, when you drive home, you'll roll all the windows down.

#corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #halloween ends #the title is of from crush by ethel cain of course #it's such a corey coded song lol #cannot even tell you how long this has been in my drafts

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most-normal-eccles-cake-ignorer · 9 months

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Darkness Lane by Joan Hassall [ x ] - the piece that most inspired my recent woodcut-style piece.

When I found out I was drawing for @gorgeousundertow's regency AU fic, Half Agony, Half Hope, as part of the @ineffableidiotsbigbang, I started looking up Jane Austen novel illustrations for inspiration and ended up finding some really cool art and websites! I'm posting about some of the images and resources I found because I think it may be interesting to others too (and even if it isn't, I'll have gotten the infodump out of my system haha).

Illustrations from Mansfield Park by Joan Hassall [ x ]

The link above points to a gallery on pemberley.com which has deliciously old-school DIY website HTML and a wealth of Jane Austen illustrations, as well as references for regency clothing. This was where I discovered Joan Hassall's work and decided I wanted to do a woodcut style piece (and then subsequently regretted it many times during the process of making it because I had no idea what I was doing). The detail, visual texture and dramatic lighting in her work is so cool and I just got more obsessed the more I saw.

See more Joan Hassall on tumblr via @uwmspeccoll (a very cool account!) here, here, and here.

The gallery on pemberley.com also had a bunch of Charles Edmund Brock illustrations, which I could not get enough of and so returned to the searchpage and found Molland's Circulating-Library. SO COOL! Jane Austen fans have bought illustrated editions of her novels and uploaded scans of them and oh my gosh they are all so beautiful.

Northanger Abbey watercolour illustrations by C.E. Brock [ x ]

Side note about Henry Tilney (Catherines' love interest in NA), I also came across this old fan page for him from a mostly-broken-links-now site called THE CULT OF DA MAN and um it's great haha, check it out. (reviews of artists representations of him, more delicious HTML, and pixel art (!) of da aforementioned man)

There's also an article on Molland's about Charles and Henry Brock and their Jane Austen works that I found interesting. Charles is better known and did far more JA illustrations, but I do really enjoy Henry's tinted line pieces! (the article also dunks on some bad reproductions of them haha)

Pride & Prejudice tinted line illustrations by H.M. Brock [ x ]

C.E. Brock also did really cool title pages and when I found out that fic banners were a thing I knew what I wanted to do! (with the help of the symmetry tool and undo haha, so much respect for traditional art)

Title pages illustrated by C.E. Brock [ x ] and my banner - the banner design uses elements of both of the Brock images.

So, research in hand/bookmarks folder and banner completed, I decided on a scene from Chapter 10 where our beloveds are standing beside the Thames in the moonlight after walking around London for hours together and talking (CUTE). I wasn't sure what buildings to include in the background, so @gorgeousundertow gave me a few suggestions: Old Southwark Bridge, London Bridge, Southwark Cathedral, and Clink Prison. I realized after a bit of sketching that bridges would be hard to show with the straight-on view I wanted to do, so I decided on the Cathedral, partially because I had also considered drawing a scene that takes place in Salisbury Cathedral in Ch. 7.

OK BUT HOW? I struggled finding reference images for a while until I realized this was LONDON and would be very Google Earth-able. Big ups to Frank Cosgrove, whoever they are, for uploading this haha. This was also where I found out that all the suggestions were from a very small area!

View of Borough High Street, London, 1830, by George Scharf [ x ]

The building in front of the cathedral looked too new, so I went searching for an older image and found the second image. It's a completely different angle but it was enough to get me past the 'oh no idk what do'.

the much brighter concept vs the much darker finished product, featuring a barely-visible Southwark Cathedral

While looking for images of the Thames pre-Google Earth, I also found this website called Dictionary Of Victorian London which has a whole bunch of old images and excerpts from newspapers, etc on a variety of topics. One of the categories, Sex > 'unnatural offences', had this excerpt from The Times (1863), which reads:

Thomas Lane, a coffeehouse keeper, No.9, Love-lane, Eastcheap, city, and James Mortimer, a seaman, were charged with unlawfully meeting each other to commit an unnatural offence. ... The Magistrate committed both prisoners for trial.

Ugh. I hate that so much. Some sexy stuff happens right after the moment I'd chosen, and reading that reminded me that such things would be much more comfortable and safe in darkness (or if ppl just stopped being homophobic, but barring that). I wanted them to feel alone, like the whole world was asleep and it was just them, outside of time.

With that in mind, the iconic Thames Walk Lamp had to go bye bye, and when rendering the background I tried to minimize any light - it's just the suggestion of buildings. I also added tree cover! I tried to imitate how Joan Hassall does trees in some of her artwork, but when she rendered trees like this they were usually farther away/smaller, so my version looks more stylized with how prominent they are.

The ribbon border and book quote presentation is of course more Brock, but by making it black and having the interior image use it as a border instead of a fade-out inside it, I made it a bit of a reference to the very cool foliage edges you see in the very first Hassall image at the top.

I used the procreate brushes from this post on the Procreate Folio forums if anyone wants to try them!

Also fun fact! The font for the quote is called Chanson D'Amour <3 (I initially downloaded it when making the banner before changing the banner font to one called Dark & Black)

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That's all I have to say about the process for the piece, but here's a comic from Dictionary Of Victorian London, Thames > Sanitary condition that I thought was cute (and gross ig? but also cute):

a Punch comic from 1850, I can't link the page due to how the website URL system works but it's from the Thames > Sanitary condition page

#lol anyway back to reading fanfiction from the bang!#joan hassall #charles edmund brock #henry matthew brock #art process #eccles makes #ineffable idiots big bang #jane austen #illustration

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wqbytop100 · 2 years

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WQBY

Top 100 for the week ending March 5. 2023

Back To You----Lost Frequencies, Elley Duhe, X Ambassadors -1

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7 Gone from this week are ; Who We Love----Sam Smith, Ed Sheeran You Only Love Me----Rita Ora Loop----Martin Garrix, DallasK, Sasha Alex Sloan Drugs From Amsterdam----Mau P Weekend On A Tuesday-----R3HAB, Laidback Luke Can't Change For You----Bandrol Hayden, Charlieonnafriday AJ All Falls Down----Alonestar, Jethro Sheeran, Ed Sheeran

#alwayshappymusic

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ainnslim · 2 years

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I love you the first time I saw you...

summary: You met Mark in the club that night and went wild more than you expected

a/n: Hi! it is my first time making fanfic! Hope you will enjoy it! P.s. this is roughly written so please forgive me for the grammar!..............

word count: 4288 words

Mark x reader

It was after a long week of hustling from work that you and your best friends decided to go to a club to spend your weekend winding down.

The four of you take clubbing seriously because your field of work is the opposite of it. You are all wearing dresses that flaunt your assets.

It was Maddie who notice that you are so pumped up tonight

“y/n you are so ready to be laid out today huh,” says Maddie

“I am ready to be wrecked today, Madz. I deserve that” you replied laughing.

You're getting laid out is your group's inside joke., because among your friends you are the only one who still hasn’t experienced s*x. It is not because no one wants you, It’s your choice to protect your vcard not until you feel like doing it with someone you want to give it to.

All of you went to your car and drove to your go-to club when you forgot to bring your phone with you… You want to go back but you are almost there and you just decided to go on with the night without it.

Maddie and Joan (jown) got out of the car first and you told them to go inside first because you need to find a parking slot. After all, the club was jampacked tonight.

After 15 minutes of excruciatingly going in circles when you found a spot but a man cut you when you were about to take the space

“Hey man! As you can see I got it first so stay in your fucking lane” you said

The man got out of the car and he is leading towards you and he said

“You can take it… as long as you give me your number”

You just want it to be finished so you gave him your calling card and he winked at you saying,

“See ya around pretty” and he walks away.

You went inside the club and found your usual table, Joan was left waiting for you.

“Y/N, Finally! What took you so long? I’ve been dying to rock the dance floor” Joan jokingly told you

“shut up Joan! Took me blood and sweat to find a parking slot! You’re welcome!”

“I knew it! You’re the best y/n! off I go”

“Yeah! You do you!” you said while drinking the vodka they have already ordered…

2 hours had passed and the vodka is starting to kick in….

You decided to just stay at the table and not to go to the dance floor because you just wanna chill out and little did you know that Mark was staring at you the whole time from a distance…

He took the chance that you were already drunk when he approach you

“Hi! Prefer to be an observer huh?!” Mark said

“Oh yeah! I was so pumped up a while ago but now that I got here and it Is jampacked, I just want to sit and drink” you told him while playing with the glass

“I’ve been looking at you for the past hours and notice that you don’t bring your boyfriend with you, is he coming?” Mark noted

Deep inside you knew that it was his way of confirming if you have one or not…

“Yeah, He is out of town so he is not here with me. I’m with my friends” you retorted

“I see, btw my name is Mark Lee. I’m with my friends too. I’m having a vacation here in California but I am from Canada”

You were surprised about him telling you all these details.

“I knew it! You are a new face here anyways I’m Y/N. Welcome to the hotel California,” you said jokingly

He laughed at your joke hysterically! And you laughed too! His laugh is infectious! You don’t if it’s the effect of the alcohol but you are having a good time around him.

Both of you are laughing when Madz and Joan came back to your table

“Who is this pretty boy, Y/N” said Maddie

“You always get the pretty face and body, Y/N” Joan added

Mark laughed at the remarks of the two

“His name is Mark, Mark this is Maddie and Joan, Maddies and Joan, This is Mark”

“Hello, ladies! Nice meeting y’all!” Mark winked

“Oohhhhh, you are magnified by our friend's charm huh,” Joan said

You tap Joan’s shoulder and Mark said “Definitely mesmerized by her beauty”

“Joan let’s go, Y/N and Mark need some time alone,” Maddie said while dragging Joan back to the dance floor

You told Mark that you need to take a cigarette to wake you up and Mark insisted to go with you.

You let him accompany you while holding your waist to keep you steady and guided you up to the second floor where the smoking area is located. You lit the cigarette when you notice that Mark is busy on his phone…

“Updating the girlfriend huh”

“No, ‘twas my friends that I am texting. I told them not to find me and mind their own business” Mark said jokingly

You laugh at his remark.

You don’t know what’s with this man but you want to know him more

“Mind going to the hotel nearby? Just to wind up a bit. It’s kind of crowded there” Mark told you

You were surprised as if Mark was able to read your mind

“Sure thing! I was about to tell you that!” you said

“Let’s go!” Mark said while taking your hand

“y/n, Do you mind if I take my car with us?” Mark asked you while walking to the parking

“Yeah, sure! My friends have their spare key with them anyways” you replied

And you drove to the hotel nearby where Mark is staying too.

“I am staying in this hotel, would you like to go to my suite instead”

You don’t know what is going on inside your mind that night but you are much willing to oblige in whatever this man has to say…

“aye, sir! That would be awesome” you said

Both of you went inside the suite, it was a spacious suite with an open veranda with a view of the city lights!

You got excited and went to the veranda and smell the air!

“It’s so beautiful up here”

“But you are way far more beautiful than this view” Mark commented

You didn’t notice that Mark was beside you looking at you intently.

“I know right!” You said back tapping his chest.

Mark is wearing an oversize shirt with cargo pants and a Jordan

“Let’s go inside and order something, I am starving.”

“You know what to say at the right moment, Mark. I love it” you said

Time passes by so fast when you are having fun and that is what is happening right now. The two of you consumed 2 ½ bottles of red wine already and both of you are so drunk that you can feel your body heating up.

Both of you are seated in the sofa facing the veranda with the night view and the lamp shade and city lights are only source of light that you guys have.

Mark’s body language is getting more obvious with the help of the alcohol in his system. He was getting touchy to you by placing his left hand on your waist while holding the cup of wine on the other.

You decided to reciprocate the gesture by facing him and curling your knee up to the sofa while you are holding the cup on both hands. Both of you were talking about a lot of random things. You were surprised that both of have a lot of similarities in common.

“You look so beautiful, Y/N. When I saw you at the parking lot a while ago, I knew that I have to get to know you” Mark said while touching your cheeks while his thumb is caressing you lightly.

“The feeling is mutual! I don’t know but there is something about you that makes me want to do everything that you told me to” You put the glass of wine down on the sofa to free your hands to touch Mark’s face. Mark’s face got red “You are blushing” you teased him

“It’s the alcohol” Mark replied but he knew what your touch can do to him. Mark started to tickle you because you keep on teasing him being head over heels for you. Both of you started running around when Mark catches you and both of you fell to the floor with Mark towering over you. “Can I kiss you?” Mark asked, you didn’t reply and instead start to pull him towards you so that your lips can meet.

It was a light feathery kiss at first and started to escalate when Mark tried to attempt to open your mouth with his tongue. You smiled and Mark noticed it and dared to continue what he was doing. You very much likely open your mouth to welcome his hungry tongue, he devoured every inch of your mouth that it is starting to get hurt. Both of you were panting and needing air when you pulled out.

Mark kissed your cheeks and forehead before pulling himself up and picking you from the floor to put you on the bed. Your start to get nervous because you knew that there is no escape from this anymore. He removed his shirt before he proceed to follow you to the bed, “May I?” he is asking you if he can remove the dress that you are wearing and you nod your head. He kisses you hungrily while slowly removing your dress strap and you started to put your hands on his head touching his hair. You are starting to get wet in your panty and you are afraid that Mark will find out about this when you are just kissing.

He was able to unzip your dress from the back without you noticing it. His kiss slowly traveled to your neck nibbling it going to your ear and he whispered: “I need you so bad, Y/N but I’m gonna take my time to make you feel amazing”. You touch his face and bring it to face you saying “Make me feel amazing Mark” and you initiated to kiss him now. You can feel his growl in his chest while you are taking the lead but Mark didn’t let it happen. “Let me lead you tonight love” the word Love makes you blush and he started to take off his belt but you stop him from doing it “let me do it for you”….

You can already feel and see his bulge under his pants and you licked your lower lips, your stomach is starting to get tangled from the sensation that Mark is giving you…. you unbuckle his belt faster than normal but you are having trouble how unbuttoning his pants “fuck these pants! Why is it so hard to remove!” Mark made a heartfelt laugh and it makes you laugh too “Here let me do it”.. he helped you get his pants off and you gasped at the sight of how hard he is “Yes love this is your effect on me, I’m just holding it in” and he continued what he was doing, he started to kiss you passionately again while trying to caress your side and holding you still. You are starting to crave more and Mark notices that “hold up baby we will get there, just let me do you alright?!” You touch his back with your right hand while pulling his hair softly towards your moulds. He unclasped your bra at the speed of light and you can see his eyes glistening from the night lamp “You are fucking gorgeous, Y/N, you are mine” and started to massage your right mould gently while kissing the left. He did it vice versa and when he is satisfied with how plump your moulds are for her he started to kiss your belly heading south down to your lower belly he started licking it.

You are shocked when you open your eyes to see why he stopped, he is just staring at you for a minute and you guided his hand to your wetness. Mark touches your wet folds bringing you into vibration. “Oh yes, baby this is what I wanted! I love how wet you are for me” and he parted your folds and starts to circle your clit counterclockwise, “Ahhhh…..Mark Oh my God…. That is so good”

Mark crawled to get the condom on the bedside table. He put it in his length and you lie down welcoming him with your legs wide open “This is it, Y/N, do you want to do this” he asked. “Just shut up and f*ck the hell out of me Mark” and that made me laugh so loud… He kissed you on the lips lightly while he is trying to line his d*ck in your entrance… you grasped for support so you put your hands on his hair….” come on I want it now” and that is his cue he push it inside you “Oh my God Y/N are you a virgin?”…Mark stopped midway while he is still inside you…” Yes Mark… you are my first”… It hurts you and he saw you shed a tear from the pain… he kissed you tear away and kiss your forehead “OH GOD WHAT WILL I DO WITH YOU? YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS Y/N, Don’t worry it is gonna get better after this, Trust me okay?” and he proceeds to thrust himself inside you….you finally adjusted after few tries and when he noticed that, he tries to do it harder. “Oh fuck yeah Mark, that’s it”…. And Mark did it….

Both of you are nearing your climax when he told you to open your eyes for him and see how you two are perfectly matched for each other…..

Both of you were panting and he asked you to look at him because you are so shy about what happened “Y/N, there is nothing to be shy.. you are beautiful, and I am on cloud nine right now knowing that I am your first” he said while touching your face…. “I am lost for words right Mark..” And he puts you to sleep while caressing your shoulder and humming a lullaby…

You are woken up by a dinging of a cellphone and you remembered that you don’t have your phone with you, assuming it is Mark’s…. You got curious about who keeps on messaging him and you look at Mark who is beside you, you smiled because he is sleeping like a baby, probably tired from the s*x you did a while ago and the effect of alcohol. You reach the bedside table and saw text messages flash on the screen of his phone…. It feels like you were slapped with cold water when you read it… it's from someone named 내 사랑 you have no idea what it meant but the messages are clear.

I am so sorry, Mark! I still love you L please love! Come back here to Canada! I promise to do better!

Mark, can you please answer me? I wanna talk with you! I love you!

The messages keep on coming but one message strikes the most.

I think I am pregnant! That’s why I told you to give me some time…

Mark please I need you, call me….. A tear fell on your cheek. you don’t why you are being emotional…. You put down the phone from where you got it and looked at Mark who is sleeping so well. you remove the hair from his face and kiss his lips…. This made him move and he tried opening his eyes but he can’t because of exhaustion… “Oh God I’m so sorry Y/N I am so knocked out right now, come here” He reached out for you and you obliged. Both of you are still naked so you can feel his warmth under the blanket that both of you are sharing. “You sleep well huh?! I envy you!”.. you retorted while he embraced you… he snuggled you around his arms and smelled your hair “You have no idea, this is the best sleep I ever had in the last couple of years” and he kissed you on your head… He didn’t know that tears are coming out of your eyes while he was talking…. Just let me savor this last moment, just this once (You said inside your head)

You waited until Mark is asleep, luckily he sleeps like a baby and he didn’t notice that you got up from your position…. You got your things… Put your dress on…. For one last time. You stare at him and bid him a goodbye kiss….

You got into your apartment unit very exhausted! You took a long bath and decided to drink vodka while in a tub…. The memories of what happened last night are still vivid in your memory… You somehow feel guilty about what you did when you don’t have to be since you don’t know that he is in a relationship. You laugh at the idea of you and Mark getting together since it is impossible because of his situation… His girlfriend is pregnant and you just slept with the father….. You bottom up the whole glass of vodka so you can forget the pain that is inside you…

Spending the past 3 hours in the bathtub is taking its toll on your body so you decided to get out of the tub…. You look at yourself in the mirror reminiscing how Mark affected your body… It is blooming… but when you look at your eyes in the mirror, you notice that there is sadness in them…. It is absurd to be into a person you just met a few hours ago…. Is this how it feels like to be in love? Is it possible to be in love in the short period that you spent with that person?..... Mark’s face is embedded in your head, how his laugh resonates through your soul, his smell that intoxicates your sanity and puts you in a trance that you are not aware of….. his touch that consoles you that everything might not go well but that is fine… he made you feel different emotions and feelings all at once… this is new to you…. You don’t know how to handle this….

You remembered that you have to check on your phone and you were surprised that you got 48 missed calls from an unknown number…. You got a text message from Mark

Hey! It’s Mark! I was just hoping we can meet each other today.

Y/N, I know it sounds crazy but I am into you… can we please talk?

What happens? Y/N? Did I do something wrong? Can you please answer me?

Goddamn, it Y/N! I’m gonna find you! I am not letting this is how it ends…

Your heart dropped for a minute and remembered that you gave Mark your calling card…..

It is almost 6 pm when you heard a continuous ringing of the doorbell…. You slept for hours after all the things that are happening. You informed your friends not to disturb you since you need time to process everything….You got up and go to the door and you were shocked by the person who is standing on your doorstep….. It was Him! It was Mark! “Oh, my God! What are you doing here? How did you know where I lived”…

“I’ll tell you all of that later but for now can you spare me a minute to talk?”

It is like you lost your soul for a second, how things got in here….

“There is no need for that Mark, it is what it is…”

“What do you mean? Don’t tell me you didn’t feel it too” Mark said

Tears are falling down your cheek and Mark got confused…. He reaches out for your face wiping your tears. “Why are you crying, baby? I am so sorry! Did I scare you? shhhhhh”…. He embraced you while trying to calm you down by soothing you back… “Can I go inside? Let’s go inside and settle things”… he guided you inside your apartment and sat down on the sofa in your living area…You are still crying and hate yourself for not being able to hide your emotions….

“What happen Y/N? Why did you just leave like that without any word or anything? Is that really how it is? Mark said teary-eyed… Mark’s heart has a big void right now seeing you crying… he doesn’t have any idea why you are crying but he knows that he needs to tend to you….

You remained silently unable to speak words because you knew that when you decided to speak… it will only cause you pain…..

“Come on Y/N, are you just gonna stay silent for the whole time? I need to know why you are crying like this…”

“EVERYTHING IS WRONG MARK!! THIS IS WRONG”

You saw the pain in his eyes with what you have said

“TAKE THE FACT THAT WE ARE JUST FOR ONE NIGHT STAND! IT ENDS THERE!”

“Do you mean that Y/N? I know you feel the same way too… Don’t leave me like this…” Mark reached out to you… He attempted to kiss you but you avoided it… “Y/N, I know I might sound nuts but it is the first time that I felt this way…. I felt so sure about what I wanted and my feelings, I feel so sure about you… tell me you feel the same way too…” he took your hand and put it in his hand while looking at you with a tear in his eyes “I love you Y/N, I know it is too early to say this but I do…. I only know you for less than 24 hours but what I am feeling for you is too strong that I can’t contain it!” He said while tears are pouring down his cheeks…

This breaks your heart… deep inside you knew that he is sincere in what he is saying… you wipe his tears away and look him in the eyes…

“we are should not be doing this… You are going to be a father. I don’t want to destroy someone's life just because I want to be with you..”

“What do you mean? Did you read the messages on my phone?”

“yes! I am sorry I didn’t mean to… I got up in the middle of the night because your phone keeps on making sounds… I got curious and saw the text messages. This is not right Mark!..... We need to stop this…”

Mark snickered and followed by a laugh

“This is not a time to laugh Mark!” You got up from your seat “This is a serious matter! You are going to be a father”…

Mark followed you and hug you from the back “OH GOD Y/N WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH YOU! You are so precious” he said while kissing your neck.

“Stop Mark….. care to explain why are you just laughing about the matter?”

Mark turned you around to face him “yes Laura is pregnant but I am not the father of her child!”

You don’t know but the news made you happy but still, you have to check…” You are just saying that Mark! Don’t you dare lie in my face! Isn’t it the reason why you are here? You are trying to escape from reality?”

Mark smiled while looking at you but this time the pain in his eyes is nowhere to be found…

“Yes, love! The reason why I am here is to escape from the reality that Laura and my best friend are fucking each other behind my back! I knew that Laura is cheating on me but I didn’t know that it was my best friend that she is cheating with!”….

You are shocked by this! “are You serious about this Mark?”

“Yes, I am fucking serious! I will never hurt you!” he kissed you on the forehead

“Make sure that you are telling me the truth Mark cause I will never forgive you if that is not the case..”

Mark hugged you “That is the last thing that I will do Y/N, hurt you”

You removed yourself from this hug and proceeded to the kitchen island where the water is… “I need some water from all these things that are happening”.

Mark followed you and just sat on the stall while staring at you. “You know Y/N you put me in a mini heart attack a while ago in the hotel when I found out that you are not there anymore, I got out of the hotel lobby with just boxers on to find you. I was so heartbroken with the idea that I will not be able to see you anymore but then I remembered that you gave me your calling card and for the first time in forever I did something right..”

You approached Mark who is a seating and go to stand between his legs… You put your arms around his neck while he puts his hands on your waist … You kissed his nose “I am sorry Mark!” tears fall into your eyes again, you are such a crybaby! You hate yourself for that.. Mark stands up and kissed you lightly..”I am so sorry to put you in a situation like this. I’ve been wanting to tell you., it’s just that I am afraid that you will be shocked and decided not to do it with me!....

#mark lee fanfic #nct mark fanfic #nct x reader #mark lee

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Alter ego band shreveport la

I did teach in Bend, at Yew Lane and Kingston. Russ Acheson hired me for my first year in Medford. I attended Willamette two years and then graduated from Southern Oregon University in 1963. Joan wrote: My life, in a nutshell, has been great. Joan married Bill Wheeler and became an elementary school teacher. She was a Water Pageant Princess her senior year. She served on the Assembly Committee and competed in the Music Contest. She was a Kids’ Day Official and a Junior Rotarian. She was elected Student Body Treasurer her junior year and Girl of the Month. She was a member of Quill and Scroll and Pep Club. She was on the Bear Tracks staff as Co-Assistant Editor one year and Co-Editor another year. She served as Regional Vice-President of Future Teachers of America. She was in Girls’ League, the Girls’ Athletic Association, and Future Homemakers of America. She participated in the International Relations League, was a member of the National Honor Society, Girls’ Athletic Association, and a member of Girls’ League, She competed in the United Nations Speech Contest and the District Music Contest. SUZANNE ALEXANDER (STRAWS) – Suzanne served as Treasurer of the Future Homemakers Association and represented our school at the FHA State Convention. Another daughter in the Cook Islands (where they have no covid, but no tourists either) and a son in Montana. Son and family in Japan, Daughter and family in Calif. My biggest fear is that with this covid thing I will not be able to see my kids and grand kids again. If winter will ever end here in Alaska I will go fly fishing. “The Truth will set you free”, but not on FB.įor those of you seeking happiness here is a formula: H=X+1 where H is happiness, X is the number of fly rods you own. Currently fed up with senseless lock down. I read scientific research and post on FB the truth about Covid, masks and vaccines, for which I have been kicked off FB 3 times–15-30 days at a time. Last employment was with the Department of Corrections as a Mental Health Clinician. From Michigan I moved with family (wife and 4 children) to Billings Montana where I worked at Yellowstone Treatment Center and also private practice. Did my two year internship in Michigan where I established a private practice until 1986. Along with others, I published two journal articles based upon my dissertation research. Left CCC to go to graduate school with major in Clinical Psychology. Left teaching to work with Campus Crusade for Christ for the next 5 years. Graduated 1963, then taught 7, 8, and 9th grade math in Eugene for two years. Ken went to SOC (now SOU) along with Brad Flanary and Bruce Evers. Kenneth became a psychologist and resides in Alaska. He was the Vice President of the Student Council and a Growler’s Yell Leader his senior year, as well as Principal Russ Acheson’s son. He was a member of Boys’ League, National Honor Society, Lettermen’s Club, and Key Club. He was a wrestler in junior high school and lettered in wrestling his sophomore and senior years. Kenny was an excellent student and athlete.

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roominthecastle · 5 years

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I do understand.

#mad men #jared harris #christina hendricks #lane pryce #joan harris #lane x joan #mine #they are so beautiful

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chileanfangirl · 5 years

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I love you.

#jared harris #lane pryce #joan harris #joan holloway #mad men #lane x joan #christina hendricks

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nonalectos · 3 years

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C.C.’s early paybacks insp: x // x

#the nanny #niles x cc #cc babcock #niles #lauren lane #daniel davis #gifs1 #nannygifs #the gum is my fave #but also her face in the one with the tongs #PRICELESS #i was so happy during this rewatch to realize she actually does start getting back at him earlier than i initially thought #it's not with quips but still #also there's another one in ode to barbra joan (1x20) where she hits him with a salt shaker a la tongs #but i wanted to include the bat lmao #1x20 2x11 2x12 2x15

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#rosemary lane #joan vance #the return of doctor x #1939

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peakyswritings · 2 years

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Longest train I ever saw

Tommy Shelby x reader

Summary: they met, fell in love and built a family. But some things aren’t meant to last.

Warnings: mentions of war

A/N: this is for @retromafia ‘s celebration! Congrats again, darling🎉❤️. It’s inspired by “Longest train I ever saw” - Joan Baez. It’s a bit short, but I hope you like it🤍

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It was a misty morning when (Y/n) met Tommy Shelby. She was sitting in a field, enjoying the cool breeze flowing through her hair, when a young man - who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere - fell off his horse right in front of her.

He had bright eyes, and a mischievous smile that foreshadowed all of the trouble he was capable of causing.

He was just a boy at the time, with a passion for horses and dreams much bigger than him. He was always thinking and scheming, leaving (Y/n) to often wonder what was going on in that mind of his. He was smart, and cunning. And he was the only boy that she had ever loved.

Her parents didn’t really like him or trust him, convinced that he was up to no good. He walked around with a pocket knife, had a history of pickpocketing and was believed to lay curses on people. But with a little bit of patience and a whole lot of charm, Tommy eventually won them over.

He proposed to her on that same field on 1912, with a ring he had spent almost all of his savings on.

“Marry me. I’ll buy us - not a house. A fucking mansion. Just for the two of us, and our future children.”

(Y/n) had giggled at his statement, sure that it wouldn’t be possible for people like them to achieve something like that. And she didn’t need a mansion, as long as she was with him. His house at Watery Lane was enough. It was filled with love and memories, and it had always felt like home.

A year after their marriage, little Francis was born. He had Tommy’s blue eyes and dark hair, but his mother’s temperament. That innocent child had no clue how much the thought of him used to scare his parents, at first.

During her pregnancy, (Y/n) frequently had to reassure her husband, who was terrified at the possibility of turning out like his father. Arthur Shelby Sr. used to beat his wife and children, and he walked out on his family. That example was all Tommy had ever known.

(Y/n) never admitted she was scared as well. What if she just wasn’t good enough to be a mother? She could barely take care of herself, after all.

But as soon as their son opened his big eyes on them, all of their fears faded in an instant. The creature in their arms was their whole world. Everything that used to matter was nothing compared to that.

Tommy was a good father. He kissed his son goodbye every morning before going to work and every night before putting him to bed, he put shoes on his little feet and gloves on his tiny hands when it was cold outside. One night, (Y/n) caught Tommy cradling Francis to make him fall asleep, whispering sweet words to him. She tenderly smiled as she heard him promise that he wouldn’t repeat his father’s mistakes, that he would always protect him, give him everything he couldn’t have, teach him all of the things he had to learn by himself; that he wouldn’t miss his first steps, his first day of school, or his first love.

But life had other plans for them, because Tommy would’ve never walked him to school for his first day, he would’ve never seen him sheepishly give their neighbours’ daughter a flower crown.

It was a misty morning when the longest train that (Y/n) had ever seen took her husband to war. Away from her, away from their son. She helplessly watched as it became smaller and smaller, until it was gone, like it had never been there. He was gone.

She looked at the child in her arms, who was too young to comprehend why his mother was crying so much. He would’ve never understood why his father wasn’t there to kiss him every morning and every night, to put shoes on his little feet and gloves on his tiny hands.

After taking one deep breath, (Y/n) wiped away her tears and started to walk in the opposite direction.

She would’ve done all of that on her own. She would’ve been both the woman and the man of the house. She could make it. She had to make it.

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