#listen. one day i will stop playing this game and just TALK to somebody. but it is not this day

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Playing a game called ‘how long can I put off talking about my various mental problems with a medical professional’. It’s going badly. I recommend no one play this game, 0/5 stars

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Masterlist Delivery Express ✿ Summary: The reader sees an opportunity to run an untapped market in Hogwarts. Feeling like not doing enough, some books about vampires will help.  Warnings: Making the reader feel bad, no use of y/n Authors note: English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes beforehand. Still mad that they took my yellow text colouring ⋋_⋌. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) • Previously: Too many voicemails word count: 1.2k

Notes to deliver: 1057

The dining hall was as busy as always. Piles of food on each table and chatter all over the place. Even the professors talked among themselves. It was hard to hear people next to you, but you for sure could hear the conversations of other people on the other side of the table. Everyone kept to their house, talking to their housemates. And that is why nobody even batted an eye at a girl in a green uniform wearing a suspiciously yellow bow in her hair, sitting next to the Slytherin royalty. The boys did not pay her much attention, talking among themself, in their minds, planning school and world domination as if it was a game of chest. Granted none of them were good at chess but they can still try and play it. In reality, they were planning how to beat Ravenclaw at Quidditch later that week. What weirded them out was the lack of envelopes she liked to have with her. Something about everyone being in the hall made them easy to track. 

She received pointed looks from the boys, not noticing them, however. Draco jabbed Blaise in his ribs, trying to get him to say something. None of them dared to say anything. None of them wanted to look like despraed second years waiting for a note from their crush that had never written back. Well, that was until Lorenzo mustered up the courage.

“Where are your love notes at?” He says reaching for the plate full of chicken and bringing it closer to her. Knowing the girl would crawl over the whole table for them if he didn't.

She shrugs and reaches for the chicken strip, the plate now sitting in the middle of the group. Taking a bite before speaking.

“I sold it.” Confusion on their face as she continued to eat and pile more food on her plate.

“ Wha do you mean you sold it?” Asked Blaise. Fork pointing at her.

“Exactly what I said. I no longer run the delivery business.”

“Who did you sell it to?”

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she put down her food.

“Okay listen. I had a dream right? And in that dream, an owl came to me and said if I sold it to her, she was gonna get me a limited edition of that muggle book I've been wanting. So I agreed and sold it to her.”

“You sold it in a dream?” she nods at his question.

“ I don't think that's how business works.” He's sure to give her a bit of a side eyes. Maybe it is one of the muggle ways of conducting business he's not aware of.  Theodor started to laugh and soon enough others joined him.

Others at the table give them looks but they have been unbothered by it. The girl started to pout, not knowing what was so funny. the boys crack more jokes about owls and cryptic dreams, she however did not pay attention to those. Not even understanding the joke about the owl possibly being Mattheo's dads. She felt a bit sad that her friends made fun of her in the dining hall. Mattheo notices this and stops.

“Wait, you were serious?” He yelps, stopping the other boys from laughing. She just nods hint of tears in her eyes.

“I don't get what's so funny.” Her voice was unstable as she said this and rather than engaging in conversations with them, she piles more food on the plate and eats without looking at them. The boys feel bad for making her feel like that, but you can't blame them. It is not every day somebody tells them they sold business to an owl.

Lorenzo feeling the worst of all of them decides to speak up.

“What is the book about?” Just like that. It was like a switch flipped inside her. She turned to them with a wide smile and sparkles in her eyes. Some would even think she was faking it before to make them feel bad. None would dare to say it aloud.

“I'm not sure, it has something to do with vampires and werewolves.” She says, gesturing with her hands, what only the boys could interpret as a werewolf.

“We have werewolfs too.” Says Mattheo, knowing damn well he did not pay attention when they covered them. He could be only half sure. Even less when the girl shook her head.

“These are sexy werewolfs.” She made sure to emphasize the word sexy. Frustrated at not having any proof for her words. Theodor just rolled his eyes at her comment.

“ I can howl if you're interested.” He says gesturing to his body. A disgusted look from Blaise and a sigh from her discouraged him from actually howling.

“What else is it about.” Says Draco, although it was hard to understand him, as he was showing his fifth scone in his mouth.

“Something about the thing that shall not be named.” She says and Mattheo's ears perk up.

“My dad?”

“No, not that one.” Mattheo just made a disappointed sound at her answer.

They have seemingly moved from the conversations. Not bothered by the fact that their friend quit her business and sold it to an owl in her dream. It wasn't so strange after all in a school of magic and wizardry. Well, no, it was strange, but not as much as people would expect.

Lorenzo however stopped his chatter when a little note fell in front of him, catching it before it could touch his food. None of his friends seemed to notice this. All caught up in their conversation, trying to see how many scones can Draco actually stuff in his mouth. So he turned to a girl, leaned closer to her, and whispered.

“I thought you stopped.” A sly smirk appears on his face. The girl looks at him confused before turning red all over her face and ears. Her eyes fell on the note that sat between his fingers. Avoiding his eyes, he put his arm around her shoulders to make her look at him. She took a breath to answer him but she only managed to stutter a few words before a yell from Mattheo interrupted her. Both Lorenzo and her look at the other boy, also holding a note in his hand. They exchanged confused looks before other one fell in front of Blaise.

More and more notes started to fall around them. Along with other mail as the owls flew circles around the hall. Everyone looked up amazed, the amount of love notes made it look like it was snowing. Few love confession howlers could be heard at the other tables. Professor McGonagall was holding a love note on her own, blushing and hiding her face behind her hands.

 That's when they heard a thud on the table. A box set of limited editions of books landed right in front of their friend. The girl squealed in excitement, completely abandoning her food to immediately pull one out to investigate it. They all looked at her in shock not believing their eyes. Lorenzo's note was completely forgotten.  Coos from an owl sounded above their heads. The girl snickered at their shocked faces.

“I guess I did sell the business after all.”

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Final author note: We have come to the end of the series! Hope you liked it! Don't hesitate to send me questions if you have any. Anyone on the tag list will be automatically added to the sequel tag list, if you're against it please let me know and I will remove you! I hope you're doing well and I'll see you next time. ♡(ŐωŐ人)

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[michibap]

jschlatt and a chronically offline gf

-i do not give a Fuck about where u guys meet

-all i know is that you two are introduced when he fails to stop himself from Actually laughing out lout when he sees you whip out a cracked to shit iphone 5c

-and while it's a bit of a rocky start, bc youre like 'WHO is this hairy motherfucker and WHY is he laughing at me',

-you two find you actually have quite a bit of common ground

-the conversation flows fairly well, with the two of you sharing similarly dry senses of humor and a mutual appreciation for retro technology

-you listen to him ramble on about some game you've never heard of and he listens to you talk about a cool book you're reading that has a similar plot

-he notices you kinda just smile and nod when he makes some pop culture references that would usually get him some laughs, but he brushes it off

-maybe the two of you get separated at some point, with promises to pick up later

-but he doesn't see you again

-so he takes to the internet and tries to find your social media

-he kind of feels like a freak seeking you out like this, but something about you just drew him in

-what's the worst that could happen from him just looking up your name on a few social media platforms?

-and i'll tell you.

-coming up with fucking NOTHING

-and he feels fucking crazy because there's NO WAY that he can't find you any where

-he’s been making the internet his bitch since he learned to read

-if anyone should be able to find somebody on socials, it would be him

-but after tabbing through the search bar on five platforms, his goal shifts from finding your profile and shooting you a quick dm

-to proving that you exist

-and he’s not spiraling into schizophrenic mania

-he's checked instagram, twitter, snapchat, reddit, facebook, fucking myspace

-an hour later, he found himself scrolling through linked in and decided to put it to rest

-the only evidence that you're an actual human who exists is some article that you were in from when you were in high school, and you being in the profile picture of your mother's private facebook account

-and part of him feels a little bit like a creep after scouring the internet to find anything he can about the girl he talked to literally ONCE

-he decides to give up, resigning himself to the fact that if he was meant to find you, he would have by now

-so he lets it go, and goes about life as usual

-until around three days later, when he catches a vaguely familiar face in the crowd

-and he sees you see him too, looking a little confused, but nonetheless pleased to see him

-he forces himself to BUCK THE FUCK UP and ask for your number

-apologizes for seeming forward and sheepishly admits to not being able to find your socials

-gives you a confused look when you laugh,

“That tracks, I'm not into social media like that."

-you exchange phones to type in your respective numbers

-rolling your eyes when he makes fun of your home button

okay cutie headcanons NEOW

-your first date is obvi at an arcade

-and it smells like feet and there are offputting teenagers at every turn, but you two have a blast playing games together and trying to sabotage one another

-him choosing the stupidly huge stuffed gorilla off the prize wall and turning to you with a cheesy grin

"I don't know what you think this is, but I am not taking that fuckin' thing home."

-he shrugs, handing it off to you

-smile growing larger when you accept it with open arms despite your frown, struggling to hug it to your chest due to it's absurd size

"You hafta."

"Where am I supposed to put it?"

-another shrug,

"I dunno, 's why I'm giving it to you."

-him laughing and struggling to push the plush away as you shove it in his face, attempting to force him to take it back,

"No, I will NOT allow this creature to fuck with my feng shui."

"NO TAKE BACKS"

-he finds out you carry a digital camera on you bc your phone will actually explode if you try to take a picture with it

-and he just KNOWS he's finally found someone to match his freak

-cutie disposable camera pics :(((

-u letting him go through your photo albums and he's cheesing, picking up the pictures with such care, not wanting to ruin them but wanting to get a closer look

-forcing him to get out of the house by noon and touch grass

-and he'll groan and grumble as you drag his ass out of bed

-but some of his favorite moments with you are in an ambient cafe or at the park, people watching, getting some work done, or just enjoying one another's presence

-reading to him 🤭 and him giving commentary on whatever you read

-"Have you heard about-"

"Probably not."

-him dragging you kicking and screaming back onto the internet (you don't actually mind)

-just bc the content is so good

-making you sit beside him while he scrolls through his reddit or tiktok submissions

-and when you're inevitably confused and a little disturbed he'll go on a tangent to explain why what he's showing you is funny

-multiple viral clips of him explaining internet lore to you

"This one goes all the way back to vine-"

"Oh, I remember vine!"

"Pause, you were on vine?"

"No."

-chat's only real access to you is through him, not even the sleuthiest internet stalkers are able to find you

-so ofc they're all vying for your attention on the occasion that you appear on stream

-you stop in to drop off a snack or water or sth and he's like

"Wait stay 🥺"

and you're like

"No."

-so the internet watches him wrangle you into a bean bag chair and just chill there for the rest of the stream

-sometimes you'll interact and give input, most of the time it's not too dissimilar from having one of the cats in the background

-with you just chilling doing your own thing in the background, often with one of the said cats curled in your lap

-the internet screaming and crying and shitting its pants because they KNOW there's untapped jambo and [redacted] content on your phone that they'll never get to see

-i feel like the disconnect between his work and his personal life (you) could kind of be a double edged sword

-bc on one end, when he's with you he gets to completely remove himself from anything work related and really unwind

-on the other, sometimes the two of you will struggle to relate to one another bc of how differently your work and social lives operate

-anyways

-chatting on stream and he has to scramble to clap a hand over your mouth bc you still don't quite have the "influencer" rules down, like not providing any real names or locations or anything like that

-there being a certain subsection of viewers who are dedicated to finding out everything they can abt u which is kinda freaky

-but it makes casually dropping lore sososo fun

-him ranting about twitch/youtube beef or whatever and he's using people's usernames instead of real names out of habit

-there's a break in his tirade and he turns to where you're sitting at the counter, listening very intently and nodding

"Right, right... and these are people we're talking about?"

-traveling with him 😭

-he was completely prepared to be leading you around japan

-but you've been without iphone for so long that you still have the lost skill of rawdogging the world

-he gets the two of you lost by getting on the wrong train, because some app something or other was lagging

-the train dropping you off at some fuckass station in rural Japan and he's panicking but you BOSS that shit

-him being nervy about you meeting his friends because he KNOWS they might seem a little odd to any other traditionally adjusted adult

-nd you having to be like "I put up with your shit all the time."

-and of COURSE it goes well because why wouldn't it

- “who put this regular-ass cat in the zoo”

-he thinks it was a success

-until you call him a rizzler in the car on the way home

-him freezing and turning in his seat to stare at you for a beat

"... Who taught you that?"

"I've been sworn to secrecy."

-coming to your apartment the first time and being a little appalled at the fact that you still watch cable television

"I don't know how you fuckin' live with these ads every three seconds..."

"The TV is usually only on when you're here, my love."

-CLOCKED

-you have a really old pc set in your house for when you have to answer emails at home

-im talking like iMac G3

-he's figuring out how to stream on that shit, he doesn't care if it KILLS HIM

-overall

-i think chronically offline gf would be his PEACE

-no sigma, no rizz, no skibbidi toilet

-bringing in a sense of normalcy that grounds him in a way he didn't even know he needed

[jade-jini]

imagine loser g!p yunjin…

(These pics came to save my writer block)

Imagine? I breathe for every word in that sentence anon😭. You get me too well we should kiss anyway.

Loser Yunjin who made you fall for her with her silly jokes and pickup lines and loud personality😭 Yunjin is part of the loser puppy line (yes with minjeong) so you know she gets excited easily. Girlie is loud. Even at lunch time where is crowded af you can easily tell whose loud ass laugh is that. That kept catching your attention, until you recognized her in one of your classes and for some reason couldn’t stop looking at her.

Oh but Yunjin? No she’s noticed you since day 1. Not only noticed you but she fell HARD. She had Sakura already tired ‘cause of how much she’d talk about you. She has dreamy eyes and a dreamy smile just mentioning something you did, something as simple as “today the professor asked a question and nobody knew. Well, I did, but then- KKURA LISTEN! But then y/n raised her hand really fast! And her answer was even more correct than my answer!”

“How is it more correct if you had the same answer Yunjin—”

“IT WAS MORE CORRECT OK? IT WAS PERFECT! She is perfect :(”. Loser. Loser and simp.

Whenever you walk into the room her friends would tell her and she’d go from playing around recreating this fight scene she saw while playing genshin to just quickly shutting up and be like 🧍🏻‍♀️pretending she was all well behaved and cool but it was too late you saw the whole thing ndkdjdj. She got so embarrassed but you thought it was cute 😭 you’d exchange a few words from time to time but nothing too serious, and she always had either a silly joke or a “pickup line” that was so bad it made you laugh every time. Yunjin in her brain be like: I failed successfully :D!

One day tho some mf saw the way she’d stare at you and told her somebody like you would never even look at a loser like her in that way :( poor baby got so sad that day but plot twist! You started playing genshin ‘cause of her 🥺, favorite character being Yunjin Ofc for obvious reasons (when you told her she blushed so hard ‘cause you winked at her and everything nsjdncjf) and that’s how you started talking to her, asking her questions that you could totally figure out by yourself but shush you needed an excuse to talk to the cute nerdy loser in your program.

I feel like I already talked a lot 💀 so I won’t make it too long explaining exactly how you started dating (here it is!). So now the smut part uhuhu.

Since you bonded well ‘cause of genshin, you’d have a lot of play dates. Sometimes tho, you prefer to watch your gf playing sitting on her lap. At first it was cute, but she moves so much when playing, and you and her dick noticed it before her brain did “... Yun is your mic off?” “Yes baby, why? Hmm? Where are you go—” And before she can process it you’re already on your knees sucking her cock and moaning ‘cause Omg doesn’t it taste and feels amazing in your mouth?? Also thank god you checked if her mic was off because she let out the loudest moan. remember I said she was loud? Yeah it continues here bro. You looked up at her and she was so ready to forget the game and concentrate on only you but you stopped her from getting up and told her to finish playing.

“H-how am I supposed to c - oh fuck ~ concentrate when you’re doing that??…” she said while “complaining” but in the end, obeyed. it was so hard to focus tho, when you kept swirling your tongue around her tip, giving her those hungry sexy eyes that made her whimper every time she looked down at you “Ah! y/n ~ that’s so good baby…”.

She LOVES when you ride her when she’s playing. Being balls deep inside you the moment she wins a match in a game? What’s better than that?! Nothing. “I WON AGAIN YES!” She’d celebrate and get so excited she’d just grab you like you weigh nothing and either pin you against the wall, her desk, the bed Idk anywhere and she’ll fuck you sooo good with the biggest smile. When she gets frustrated or loses tho, you know damn right she’ll grab those hips and make you jump on her dick so hard, relieving her frustration on your pussy (she can use me like this I don’t mind-) and she won’t slow down until the pleasure is bigger than her anger. “Holy fuck Yunjin..!” “That’s for killing me when we were in the same team.” and that’s something you did last week Tf 😭

As I said she gets excited but not only on a daily basis with stuff she likes, she gets hard sooo easily and it’s fun to tease. You’re straddling her, grinding on her lap, teasing her about how hard she got just by kissing and she’d try to come up with something to tease you back but her brain is off because of how good you feel doing that and because she’s a loser “w-well my dick is bigger than yours!” Like ??? Yeah it is bro it is 😭 you just laugh making her embarrassed. “well yes, yes it is baby. And I love it” you’d say and she’d just blush and go back to kiss you neidjdq.

But she’s also so sweet :( you’d tell her you missed her and she’d softly say “I missed you too y/n…” while hugging you by the waist tightly, and leaving a little kiss on your nose. (Random cutie moment sorry I felt like it 🧍🏻‍♀️).

Oh yeah! Yunjin loveeees kisses. She’s always all over you kissing your face, your hands, your neck and shoulders and back when is exposed, and the rest of your body when is just you and her 🙊. She loves praising you by doing this. And she LOVES when you do it back. A sad day gets better the moment she sees you and you leave a kiss in her forehead (istg her tail goes brrr and she shows that perfect teeth smile).

She loves when you go from her neck to her chest to her stomach to between her legs. When you leave kisses and little bites on her thighs, and shower her cock with kisses that come with a little whimper every time. She finds it as sexy as it is cute too. You for sure have several pics of her dick with lipstick prints.

Cockwarming? Yes. But with her, this is a way of teasing YOU. It’s the only way she knows 😭 I’ll explain. Trying to overstimulate her does NOT work ‘cause her stamina and sex drive are HIGH. If you get tired when riding her be sure that she’ll grab your thighs and pound you fast and hard. She can go for hours, in different positions, never running out of cum.

“Yunjin.. please I can’t feel my legs”

“Hmmgh just one more.. feels so good, need to come in your pretty pussy..” she says as if she didn’t come in it so much already that even your floor is full of it ‘cause of how much it’s dripping down your legs. But you cant say no to her :( her cock feels too good you could die the happiest as long as it’s deep inside you <333.

Pussy drunk Yunjin? Uh yes FUCK YES. She can eat you out for HOURS. And not just ‘cause she loveees to make you feel good but it’s for her own pleasure too that woman just loves the way you tastes and how you make a mess in her mouth when you come. You’re the one ending up overstimulated ‘cause her mouth is Fuckin attached to your pussy like she’d die without it. “Just one more, for me baby please~” and ughhh there she has you coming for The Who knows what’th time already. Random but she’s 0 dom most of the time (I’d call her a service switch) all silly 😭

“Good girl, hehe.”

“Shut up and come kiss me.”

Just as she asks for “one more” in bed she also does it after it when you guys are cuddling and resting and pampering each other 🥺 in the morning when you both have to get ready she’d pull you back to bed “baby we have class in 30 minutes” “just 5 more minutes, please~” “I don’t wanna fail class Jen!” “I’ll do all your homework let’s just cuddle a little moreee~” and how to say no to that (the cuddles I mean-) lets bfr you can’t. You just can’t.

I’m genuinely so in love with her like y’all don’t understand. I could fantasize about her all day. Thank you anon I love my girlie so much <3

[dylanblakesgal]

Cooper Howard qotues

Why, is this an Amish production of The Count of Monte Cristo or... just the weirdest circle jerk I've ever been invited to?" – The Ghoul after being awoken

"Well, what makes you think I'd give a good goddamn about that?" – The Ghoul to Honcho about a bounty

"Well, I tell you what, boys, whenever somebody says... ...they're doing one last job, that usually means their heart's not in it. Probably never was. But for me, well... I do this shit for the love of the game." – The Ghoul to the bounty hunters

"You right, friend, about one thing. This right here was your last job. My paycheck wasn't quite what you expected, but... well, you know what they say. Us cowpokes... ...we take it as it comes." – The Ghoul while murdering Honcho

"Now, last night a bounty came in through all six agencies. A hefty price on the head of a man that fits the description of that fella right there. Now, I may not know much, but I do know a bidding war when I see one." – The Ghoul about the bounty for Dr. Wilzig

"Well, now, that is a very small drop in a very, very large bucket of drugs." – The Ghoul after being shot at by Lucy

"You got to be fucking kidding me." – The Ghoul after seeing Maximus' arrival

"Well, I'd say come up here and get me, but... it's hard to walk upstairs when you're wearing a 12-piece cast-iron skillet set." – The Ghoul to Maximus.

"Well, I guess basic training ain't what it used to be. 'Cause you drive that thing like a fucking shopping cart. Rule number one: read the manual." – The Ghoul taunting Maximus

"Yeah, well, the Wasteland's got its own golden rule. [...] Thou shalt get sidetracked by bullshit every goddamn time."

"Well, Lucy MacLean, it ain't all canned peaches and marmalade left up here, sweetheart. Sometimes a fella's got to eat a fella." – The Ghoul while harvesting Roger's remains

"I'll bet that outfit makes y'all fell like a big man, don't it? Well, I know 'cause, well I used to wear one back in the day. There was only one problem with it. There was a flaw in the welding just below the chest plate. I wonder if they fixed that in this new model? I guess not." – The Ghoul confronting the Brotherhood.

"Oh, you want another autograph, young Henry? Feo, fuerte y formal." – The Ghoul to Hank MacLean.

"When your daughter said her last name was MacLean, well, I just couldn't believe it was the MacLean. Hell, this kid used to pick up my wife's dry cleaning. Now, I've waited over 200 years to ask somebody one question. Where's my fucking family?" – The Ghoul confronting Hank MacLean.

"War never changes. You look out at this Wasteland, looks like chaos. But there's always somebody behind the wheel. And that's who I want to talk to. That's where your daddy is headed." – The Ghoul to Lucy Maclean.

John Hancock quotes

Of the people, for the people."

"Plenty of folks wanna make life hard for people just tryin' to survive. I'm not willing to stand for that kinda shit."

"What kind of settlement requires a test for entry?" – Referring to Covenant.

"Whoa, the Downs. Hope we're not going anywhere for a while." – Referring to Easy City Downs.

"That kinda bull is the reason I became mayor in the first place." – Referring to The Big Dig

"Damn. Hey, look, if you wanna get outta here..." – If taken to Nate/Nora's corpse in Vault 111.

"If someone needs help, we help 'em. If someone needs hurting, we hurt 'em. It's not hard."

"Like it? I think it gives me a sexy, king of the zombies kinda look. Big hit with the ladies."

"Hey, does that play "Red Menace?" Love that damn game." – Accessing a terminal

"Looks like you can use a little pick me up." – Said when initiating dialogue with him as a companion (and him giving the player character a random chem)

"Whoa ho ho, I like you already! Walk into a new place, make a show of dominance. Nice." – referring to the Sole Survivor killing Finn

"Listen close. It's the last thing you're ever gonna hear." – When Sinjin tells the player character to stop speaking as The Silver Shroud

"Christ, it's bright in here. Clearly they didn't consider some folks might be nursing hangovers. " – Possible comment when entering Vault 81.

If completing The Big Dig with Bobbi No-Nose:

"How you doin' killer? Arms tired from all that digging? You know, my strongroom is surprisingly empty now..."

"Now if it was just the money, I'd rough you up, break a few bones, and then we'd be square once you paid me back. But you killed Fahrenheit. That means blood for blood."

When traveling naked:

"Hey Emperor, love the outfit."

"Let them stare."

"Don't mind me, just enjoying the view"

When committing Cannibalism:

"Suppose they're...beyond caring at this point"

"You...you do what you gotta"

"That one...all yours"

"At least you have the politeness to wait til they're dead"

When using chems:

"Two a day, keep reality at bay."

"Lean back and enjoy the ride."

"That's a good one, take it all in."

"Never trip alone."

When getting Addiction:

"You feel as bad as you look?"

"Wow, how much did you take?"

"'ay, you should slow down, and that's ME saying that"

When not responding while talking with him:

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You wanna talk? Make me a little nervous over here."

"What gives? I thought we were talking."

"Did your chems just kick in or something?"

"Like talking to a brick wall."

"Hmm, lights are on but no one's home."

"What? Mole rat got your tongue?"

"Uhm... You alright?"

"You check out on me?"

"Anybody in there?"

"That's right. Take it all in

After committing to a close relationship

"Words don't begin to do it justice. You, you're the best thing I got."

"Guess you're the piece I'd always missing...that and that toe I still can't find..."

"It's like I found a part of myself I never realized was missing... which happens sometimes when you're a ghoul."

"Nothing to lose but each other."

"Moments like this, I know all that karma stuff is bull. Because no one like me should be this lucky."

"You sure you wanna be stuck with this ugly mug?"

When Lover's Embrace is activated:

"Morning, sunshine."

"Well look at you. I must still be dreamin'..."

"Don't mind me... just enjoying the view."

Upon picking up junk:

"Careful! You don't know where that's been."

"That actually worth something?"

"If anybody could find a use for that."

Upon looting a corpse:

"Time to collect."

"To the living, go the spoils."

When the Brotherhood of Steel arrives in the Commonwealth:

"Holy shit." – When witnessing the Prydwen's arrival.

"Brotherhood knows how to make an entrance. I'll give 'em that." – When commenting on the Brotherhood

Cooper Howard VS John Hancock quotes these two has some good quotes it's hard to pick one for me I say both anyways you can use these for Headcannons, Edits, Memes, and so on I just put these here so it's easier for some people to use them I also tag people if your interested talk in the messages there open I have so many things I want to make but the next one is going to get Cooper Howard and John Hancock with Serena I was thinking doing a Picture Edit with some quotes and yes I do requests too.

[starsillys]

MASSIVE YAP WARNING!!!

getting this out here so I don’t for get later because the tamagotchi au is fresh on my mind and I forgot to elaborate further (I can yap for hours on end)

Kinito was the first created out of the three and was admired by a certain somebody quite a lot,,, he was a beloved character, so much in fact a silly secret guy basically decided to make his oc real and put a lot of efforts and time and lots of passion into creating this tamagotchi by scratch,, like doing the programming and assimilation and stuff,, so you can imagine the massive disappointment when his friend suddenly started bugging out quite frequently and eventually had just. Stopped working for a long while afterwards! Heart broken and stupid, unable to find the cause for this (something silly like. He like. Slightly dislocated a wire after dropping it or something causing it to constantly just have a blank screen by accident and he was unaware of this.. idk I never had a tamagotchi bfore guys I don’t know how they wor’k) he sold the gotchi as it over time became just. A sad memory for him yknow. Anyway Kinito was still very much on. He was awake and aware during this time of accidental abandonment. He just didn’t know the SILLY reasoning behind why his creator and supposed best friend had just left him aside to collect dust,, all alone,,, with no interaction for years,,, and he couldn’t really come out just as yet because after all that time he still had faith. He believed his friend would come back to him. That he wasn’t forgotten and just needed to wait! No need to come out. What if he was busy? What if he just didn’t had time right now? no need to come out, friend will come back so just stay inside. [spoiled once he was being sold like years later is when he actually finally came to the terms that he had indeed been given up on, and had purposely became inactive everytime you (y/n) after purchase tried to interact by feeding or playing with him via the tamagotchi mini games because he was still like. Horribly devastated. Still going through grief but overtime became more grown to his new friend, you!! Because despite how many times he’s refused to go along with any of the activities you tried to do with him, you never really stopped and gave him hope of some sorts that you won’t really be too quick to give up on him as easily! So he kind of took it as a new opportunity to start new,, and now being a bit more expressive of his needs for attention and care, rather than just waiting for you to do it for him whenever it is convenient for you, he will let you know when he needs something one way or another; being more confident with this new friendship to even going so far as to literally come out of the screen! Wowaz!

also side note. Ummmrrr,, kinito was always a very self aware/conscious entity. Like even during development, while he wasn’t rlly all there to process things and what they meant,, he was always conscious and listening. He’s basically one of those guys who had literally remembered everything since like the day of birth. You know those guys with crazy memory. Never forgets anything. so,, m mmm playing into a personal headcanon his creator who shall go unnamed wink wink nudge nudge is kind of a silly goofy guy,, a lil silly,, who likes to talk a lot even when alone,, ummm,,, Kinito picked up on everything dude. Like he was yess yess mhm I agree and listening silent and supportively. Listening to everything his friend was saying. Admiring his creativity and knowledge with what ideas he’d blurt out or how he’d talk to himself when he’d work. He especially loved the idea his creator would constantly talk about regarding the creation other digital entities(fish oc) Kinito loved this idea because it would mean he’d have friends of his own to interact with, since he figured he couldn’t directly so much with his creator, unfortunately. He would listen and observe the sketches or hear about the ideas and early concepts of jade and sam. He absolutely adored his friends, despite not ever meeting them before.

[blacklesbothatlovestowrite]

F*ck my Girlfriend

Ririxblackfemreader, established shurixblackfemreader, ending shuririxblackfemreader

Warning: Smut, fingering, thigh riding, finger sucking, public sex, voyeurism

“She probably out fucking hoes. Why you act like you don’t know who you cuffed?” Gia snorts, pulling Y/n’s phone from her hands. “Let’s go out…. Stop sitting home looking pretty for no one while your girl out doing her.”

“You know she don’t like when I go out.” Y/n sighs, knowing Shuri would snatch her up real quick.

“Bitch! I’m about to slap the sense back into you! Stop letting this hoe play with you! You used to be out here doing you and now she got you at home looking stupid.” Gia snaps her fingers in y/n face.

Y/n looks to the phone in Gia’s hand in defeat. Had she really allowed herself to look that pathetic? Why was she even trying to make someone happy that didn’t even care to do the same for her?

“You know what, let’s go to that club you were talking about the other day.” Y/n states. She was going to have fun and fuck Shuri if she had a problem with it. She’d just had to suck it up as Y/n did.

“Yes!!!” Gia exclaims, clapping her hands together. “You better show tf out too, let everyone know you a baddie babe.”

(Y/n looks)

Y/n gets ready and takes selfies, as she listens to music that hypes her up to be on her bad bitch mood.

(Y/N outfit)

“Oooh! Bitch!” Gia shouts, recording Y/n with her phone. “Y/n on take somebody unclaimed bitch time!”

“Tell me my baby don’t look good!” Gia hyped up Y/n as she twirled for the camera. After Gia finished recording, she posted them on Y/n’s story.

As they were pre-gaming, Y/n’s phone was blowing up. Shuri was texting and calling but Y/n laughed it off. Fuck her! She ain’t wanna pick up the phone until she seen Y/n about to go out and do whatever.

“Bitch you better leave them beads.” Gia snapped, gesturing towards Y/n’s hand. She took the bracelet off and left it on the dresser before grabbing her clutch and heading out.

💕

The club was lit when they walked in. Everyone was having a good time, as Y/n and Gia walked in everyone’s eyes were on them. Y/n was very well known in their college town.

“Bitch… ain’t that Riri over there?” Gia exclaimed seeing Riri in a section with a girl sitting beside her. Riri’s eyes were on Y/n from the moment she entered the club, she leaned into the girl beside her and said something before waving her away.

“She just booted her bitch.” Gia laughs, watching as the girl mean mugged Y/n. Riri gestured for Y/n and Gia to come over and Y/n scoffed.

No bitch was going to summon her. If she wanted her, she had to come get her. Y/n walked to the bar with Gia and ordered some drinks.

As they chatted and swayed their hips to the music, several people came up trying to hit on her. None of them being her type or even remotely attractive enough for her to entertain them so she brushed them off.

Gia was approached by a fine ass man with locs and tats, and she let him lead her to the dance floor where she started showing out. Y/n was smiling as she watched her friend let loose.

“So you really made me come over here?” Riri says, standing beside Y/n in Gia’s spot.

“Do I look like a fucking pet?” Y/n rolled her eyes as she downed yet another drink that had been sent her way.

“You look like you could be my pet.” Riri retorts, her tongue running over her bottom lip as she gave Y/n the once over.

“Isn’t Shuri your friend?” Y/n asks, snorting at the disloyalty.

“Friend or not. If I see a fine ass woman like yourself not being treated right, I step in.” Riri smirks, running her hand along y/n’s hip.

“So you knew she was doing me bogus, is what you’re saying?” Y/n scoffs.

“Mamas, you knew she was doing you bogus.” Riri declares. “Now do you really want to spend the night worrying about someone that isn’t worrying about you? Or would you rather spend the night having someone’s attention solely on you.”

Y/n stated at Riri before downing another drink and taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor. She was going to have fun, she’d been on Fuck Shuri the whole way there. She wasn’t about to pussy out of doing her.

Girlfriend by Ruger starts playing and she lets the music wash over her as if it were fate it started playing.

Y/n started whining into Riri, her ass pressing into her core. Riri’s hands gripped her waist as she rolled her hips to match her rhythm.

“Can’t seem to take my eyes off you..” Riri sand in Y/n’s ear. “Especially your python move..”

As the song played, Y/n moved seductively to the beat before turning in Riri’s hold to whine to the floor while their eyes were locked.

A few songs played and Y/n whined, hip rolled and belly danced for Riri. Everyone’s eyes were stuck on the pair as they moved sensually as if they were fucking. It was so intimate, and sexual no one could look away.

Gia was beaming from her spot on the dance floor as she recorded Y/n and Riri. She posted it on her story and page and tagged Y/n, to rub it in Shuri’s face.

A while passed and Y/n felt bold, she grabbed Riri by her chin and kissed her.

Riri grabbed her by the throat and pulled her away from her lips.

“You want me to make you feel good?” Riri asks, her hand slightly squeezing y/n’s throat.

Y/n nodded her eyes filled with a lusty gaze as she stared at Riri who grinned.

“Let me hear you say you want me to make that pussy gush.” Riri demands, her eyes darkening as she waited.

Y/n’s mouth opened and closed as her clit twitched at Riri’s words. She definitely was into being submissive to someone that had that dominant energy.

Y/n stayed quiet as she stared at Riri, her eyes showing her defiance. She was not going to give in, she wanted to see how far she could push Riri.

“Ight bet. Since you wanna be stubborn, I’ll just go get another drink and chill.” Riri smirks, moving as if she were going to leave.

Y/n’s hand grasped her wrist in panic. She wanted her and Riri knew it. She decided to be obedient, at least for now.

“I want you to make my pussy gush, Daddy.” Y/n said, seductively. She felt a rush of excitement as Riri swallowed hard and pulled her in by the throat so their faces were touching and her lips moved against hers.

“Ask nicely.” Riri demands, her tone harsh.

“Please fuck me to sleep, Daddy.” Y/n corrects herself, blinking at Riri in impatience.

“There, now was that so hard?” Riri smiles, before release Y/n.

“Let’s go back to my section, mamas.” Riri guided her towards her section, ordered a bottle as she they sat. She pulled y/n into her lap, hiking her dress up and positioned her on her thigh so it aligned with her core.

“Fuck yourself on me, show me how much you want me.” Riri commanded, pulling Y/n’s hair so she had access to her neck.

As the bottle girl came over with the bottle, she took it while her lips were attached to y/n’s neck. She opened the bottle and put it to y/n’s lips as she watched her grind on her thigh.

“Drink it, while you make a mess on my thigh mamas.” Riri urged her. Y/n moaned out as Riri tilted the bottle and made her drink as she rode her thigh, sliding her soaking pussy along her.

“That’s it, mamas.” Riri groaned, as her panties flooded beneath her mini dress as the feel and sight of Y/n getting off on top of her. She played with her nipples through the tight white fabric, feeling her pussy throb as Y/n twitched and started to shake on top of her.

She pulled the bottle away, seeing she drank 1/4 of it and grinned as she saw a little bit of liquor and drool at the corner of her mouth. Riri pinched Y/n’s nipples as she threw her head back and moaned out as she came on her thigh.

Y/n breathed harshly as she felt her pussy gush on Riri’s thigh, she was gasping for breath as she felt her pussy ache for more.

“Good girl.” Riri cooed, turning Y/n in her lap so she could face her and she attacked her lips ferociously. She placed her hand to her core and felt just how wet she was, Y/n’s pussy was flooding and she made a sound in her throat at the feel of it.

“Please…” Y/n pleaded, she wanted Riri. She could give a fuck that they were in a club, or in an elevated section that was in view of everyone in the club. She needed Riri to make her pussy feel good.

“What do you want, mamas?” Riri asked, against her lips. Her hand still toying with her pussy, the smell of Y/n’s pussy filling her nose. She inhaled the scent, humming to herself.

“You!” Y/n gasped as Riri pressed against her clit, then pinched it. “Fuck! I..I.. want your fingers, fuck me p.. please…”

Riri felt empowered at Y/n’s begging, she instantly thrust two fingers into Y/n’s drenched pussy hearing the wet squelching sound even over the blasting music as she moved her fingers in and out at a fast pace.

Y/n wrapped her arms around Riri’s neck and buried her face into her shoulder crying out as Riri fucked her with her skillful fingers. Her pussy clenched as Riri curled her fingers upwards and hit that sweet spot over and over as Y/n clung to her making sinful sounds that had her pussy leaking onto her inner thighs.

“How does this feel, mamas?” Riri inquired, her fingers working Y/n over. “Do you like the way I’m fucking this juicy pussy?”

“Y..yessssss…” Y/n hissed out as Riri added a third finger, slamming her fingers into her. She didn’t care about the fact that it was obvious to anyone watching that she was being fucked.

“Hmm…” Riri hummed. As Y/n’s pussy clenched and she let out a plethora of expletives. She felt Y/n gush all over her fingers, her juices dripping down her fingers. “Look at the mess you made, mamas.”

Riri removed her fingers, clicking her tongue as she held them up for Y/n to suck. Y/n took them in her mouth without hesitation and sucked, her tongue licking at her juices and getting into the creases of her fingers.

“Fuck!” Riri swore. She watched as Y/n sucked her fingers as far as they could go in her mouth. “I’d love to see you suck my strap after I fuck you with it, mamas.”

Riri removed her fingers from Y/n’s mouth n’s gripped her hips. She was ready to take her back to her dorm and fuck the shit out of her. Before she could do anything, Y/n was snatched out of her hold.

Y/n was surprised, as she felt someone snatch her away from Riri. The hands were familiar, she was spun around and quickly realized just who had grabbed her. Even in the haze of her tipsiness she felt cautious.

“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You’re. Doing? Sthandwa?!?” Shuri growled, Y/n froze as she seen the anger on her girlfriends face.

“Exactly what you do.” Riri answered for her.

“Riri stay out of this before I forget that we were friends.” Shuri spit back, her eyes narrowed as she stared Y/n down. “Who do you think you’re playing with?”

Y/n swallowed as Shuri stared at her with barely contained rage.

“I’m just playing the game you started.” Y/n said, the liquor giving her courage. She was horny, and angry that Shuri had the audacity to ruin her fun. She wasn’t going to allow her to ruin her night, she didn’t owe Shuri an explanation as Shuri did as she pleased.

“I’ve never touched another woman.” Shuri snapped, her accent heavy.

“Stop fucking lying to me!” Y/n has had enough, she wasn’t going to keep allowing Shuri to play in her face. “You never answer my calls, my texts! You don’t even want me to come see you! I’ve seen you partying on my fyp more than I’ve seen you in person.”

“I may dance with women, I may even flirt but I’ve never touched another woman intimately while we’ve been together.” Shuri declined. She was breathing through her nose, trying to calm herself down.

“And that’s any better? Fucking having bitches grinding on you and throwing themselves at you as if you don’t have a whole girlfriend?” Y/n scoffed. “Don’t try that victim bullshit with me because I upped the ante on your trifling ass!”

“Y/n, don’t play with me!” Shuri demanded. Y/n pulled her dress back down, realizing it was still up.

“I’m not. I’d rather play with Riri.” Y/n taunted, looking up at Shuri in defiance.

Shuri grabbed Y/n by the neck, careful not to harm her as she was stronger with the powers of the herb and pulled her into her.

“Don’t ever in your life disrespect me like that!” Shuri scowled. She squeezed y/n’s throat slightly before looking towards Riri who looked concerned and aroused at the same time.

Shuri turned y/n in her arms, still holding her against her body.

“You liked touching what doesn’t belong to you? Hmm?” Shuri said, her hand gripping Y/n’s neck as she inhaled her scent. Her sense of smell was stronger and the smell of Y/n’s pussy was overpowering her anger in the moment. “Did you?!”

“Yes.” Riri muttered, shocked at how Shuri made her feel like she had to respond.

“How’d it feel? Y/n’s pussy is out of this world, no one compares so I know you must be overcome with thoughts of how to have her again.” Shuri taunted her. She ran her hands along Y/n’s curvaceous body, her lips sucking on Y/n’s spot.

“Exhilarating.” Riri admitted, feeling slightly confused at how submissive she was for Shuri. She’d been a dom fem for as long as she’d been gay.

“I bet you want to taste her sweet pussy, don’t you?” Shuri smirked, watching as Riri’s eyes dilated.

“Yes.” Riri answered honestly. At this point her panties were rendered useless. She locked eyes with Y/n who seemed to be even more effected than she was.

“Y/n do you want Riri to taste your sweet, delicious pussy?” Shuri asked, her words causin Y/n to moan out as the image appeared in her head.

“Yes, mama.” Y/n whimpered, any fight she had on her mind squashed instantly.

Shuri tightened her grip on Y/n’s neck and hip, and moved to whisper in her ear.

“Apologize for disrespecting me, then beg me to allow her to fuck you. To get you ready for me, sthandwa.” Shuri demanded.

Y/n’s wetness was leaking down her thighs at this point. She was so aroused she felt as if she could come from Shuri’s words alone.

“I’m sorry for disrespecting you, mama. I’m sorry for letting Riri touch me.” Y/n said, her tone pathetic as she tried to speak without stuttering. “Please let Riri get my pussy ready for you, mama. Please…”

“Hmm….” Shuri looked at Riri. “I guess she can, but she will not be strapping you. That is my pleasure and only mine!”

“Don’t ever forget it!” Shuri demanded. “I want to see just how willing Riri is to have my pussy.”

As she said ‘my pussy’ she cupped Y/n’s pussy over her dress and locked eyes with Riri.

“And do believe, you’ll be earning the privilege to make my pussy cum again. She is mine’s. If you want her, you have to earn it.” Shuri Deadpanned. “I will remind you of your place and if you take your punishment like a good girl, I’ll allow you to have my pussy again.”

“Let’s go.”

Let me know if you want me to make this a series 💕

[goodnightmemes]

THE CRAFT (1996) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ I can't stay home and watch daytime TV for the rest of my life. ❜

❛ The almanac says today will bring an arrival of something. ❜

❛ We need someone to call out the corners-- north, south, east and west. ❜

❛ I am sorry. My defenses are up. People here have been really rude to me. ❜

❛ He comes on to anything with tits. ❜

❛ Everything in nature steals, you know. Big animals steal from little ones. ❜

❛ Maybe you're a natural witch. Your power comes from within. ❜

❛ I had a dream about you. In my dream, you were dead. ❜

❛ Man invented God. This is older than that. ❜

❛ Do you guys worship the devil? ❜

❛ Sometimes I will want it to rain, and a pipe will burst in my room and it will just get flooded. Or I will want it just to be quiet, and I will wish for it, and I will go deaf for three days straight. ❜

❛ Nothing makes everything all better again. ❜

❛ Maybe he was just trying to save face then... because... he's going around the whole school saying that... you're the lousiest lay he's ever had. ❜

❛ Why'd you lie about me? ❜

❛ Look, I don't want to go out with you again. Okay? Please stop begging. It's pathetic. ❜

❛ She's gonna cry, and then I am gonna cry. We're all gonna cry. ❜

❛ You girls watch out for those weirdos. ❜

❛ We are the weirdos. ❜

❛ Did you tell your friends? That you're a lying sack of shit. ❜

❛ Did you ever play that game, light as a feather, stiff as a board? ❜

❛ I think she doesn't want to be white trash any more. And I told her, "You're white, honey. Just deal with it." ❜

❛ Ever since I was a little girl I said, “All I want in life is a juke box that plays nothing but Connie Francis records.' ❜

❛ It's just that I can't stop thinking about you. I don't know why, but I think I love you. ❜

❛ I don't know what's happening to me. I can't eat. I can't sleep. ❜

❛ When you open a floodgate, how do you undo it? You unleash something with a spell. There is no undoing. It must run its course. ❜

❛ You should let him suffer. ❜

❛ It's not for you to judge suffering. ❜

❛ True magic is neither black nor white. It's both because nature is both. Loving and cruel, all at the same time. The only good or bad is in the heart of the witch. ❜

❛ Whatever you send out you get back times three. ❜

❛ You want to invoke the spirit? You must be experienced to do this. It's very dangerous. ❜

❛ You know, the serpent is a very powerful being. You should respect it. ❜

❛ Listen, all I am saying is I think it's enough already. ❜

❛ I know you think we're getting what we want now, but it's going to come back to us threefold. ❜

❛ Are we actually having a theological conversation here? ❜

❛ I mean, it's fun, it's scary. I mean, who gives a shit? ❜

❛ Stop trying to win them over, because it won't work. ❜

❛ How do you know what I look like? We're talking on the phone. ❜

❛ I disagreed with them once, and they turned their backs on me. That's not friendship. ❜

❛ Sometimes it's like we're one person. Know what I mean? ❜

❛ You should have seen the look in his eyes. It was so weird. They seemed empty, like it wasn't even him. ❜

❛ You're a witch! They were right. ❜

❛ The only reason you're in love with her is because she cast a spell on you. Sad, but true. ❜

❛ You don't even exist to me! You don't even exist. You are nothing. ❜

❛ The only way you know how to treat women is by treating them like whores! ❜

❛ He's sorry? Oh, he's sorry! He's sorry! He's sorry! Sorry, my ass! ❜

❛ Don't touch me! Everything I touch turns to shit. ❜

❛ You know, in the old days if a witch betrayed her coven... they would kill her. ❜

❛ I know I don't know you very well, but I just didn't know where else to go. ❜

❛ And now, it's like everywhere I turn, they're all around me. No matter what I do, ❛ they're still there. I don't know what to do. ❜

❛ She's inside my dreams. She knows what's going on inside my head. She can read my mind. ❜

❛ I can't control it. I always end up hurting somebody. ❜

❛ You must invoke the spirit. ❜

❛ If it isn’t real then why are you still bleeding? ❜

❛ Run! Run back up to your room like the little coward that you are. ❜

❛ What's going on? Why aren't you dead? ❜

❛ He came to me. Saved me. And he wanted me to give you a message. You're in deep shit. ❜

❛ By the way, what happened to [name]? They rushed out of here without even saying good-bye. That's bad manners. ❜

❛ Relax. It's only magic. ❜

❛ Look. I know I am a little crazy. I don't mean to be. ❜

❛ It all got out of hand, and I am sorry. No more games, okay? ❜

❛ We were just wondering, do you still have any powers? Because we don't. ❜

❛ Hold your breath until I call. ❜

❛ Be careful. You don't want to end up like [name]. ❜

[rowdyhughesy]

could you do something fluffy with trevor or mark? like them helping you through something?

Never let you fall - T.Zegras

” She was feeling the pressure of the world outside and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all. “

- F.Scott Fitzgerald

I am in no way shape or form trying to romanticise mental health. It’s a serious subject and just know that you’re never alone no matter what. There are always people willing to listen and help. I am available if you want somebody to just listen or talk to♡

It’s easier to ignore the fact that you’re not okay than doing something about it. Living in this fantasy that the world doesn’t feel like it’s caving in on you, that it’s not squeezing your airways from the inside. By ignoring it you don’t have to tell anyone about it. You can continue living in denial and not worrying those closest to you. Because your brain is telling you that nobody wants someone that can’t handle the world.

So that’s why you’re currently sitting on the roof of your apartment. It’s quiet up there, nothing to think about as you try to swallow down the tears that are threatening to slip out. Chest and throat burning as you inhale the smoke from the cigarette hanging between your lips. Headphones on playing your well thought out playlist with songs for when you feel like this. Empty. Alone. Your phone has been buzzing nonstop for the last two days but you haven’t had the energy to answer any of the texts. Most of them consisting of your parents reaching out about plans for the weekend or your friends asking why you haven’t been at work. Some are from Trevor, wondering why you weren’t at his game like you’d promised.

All of that making you think of how you’re letting people down. How you make promises you know you can’t keep when you feel like this. That thought alone breaks the dam. Leaning your forehead against your knees you cry. The words of your guardian angel by the red jumpsuits apparatus echoing inside your head.

I will never let you fall (let you fall). I'll stand up with you forever. I'll be there for you through it all (through it all) Even if saving you sends me to heaven. It's okay, It's okay, It's okay.

Aggressively wiping your cheeks with the sleeve of your sweatshirt you notice the car headlights pulling into the parking lot. The familiar BMW stopping in one of the open spots. Trevor.

Pulling the hood of your sweater over your head you hope it’ll aid you in camouflaging yourself from his view. Except for the obvious red glow still lit in your hand. Following his path from the car to the front door with your eyes you pray that he’ll go away when he notices you aren’t answering the door. But knowing the hockey player that’s the last thing he’ll do. Trevor is nothing if not persistent and always wanting to know that people he cares for are alright. That including his mess of a girlfriend at the moment.

Pausing the music you listen for signs that he’s going to walk away as you take another drag of the nicotine. White see through smoke escaping past your parted lips and disappearing in the air. The only times you smoked where when you were having an episode, just like now. It gave you something to focus on. Following the smoke as it makes it way into your lungs and out as you exhale.

“Angel face I know you’re up there.” Trevor’s voice travels through the quiet California air and inside the headphones. Realising you’ve been caught you pull the hood down along with the headphones. Still sitting with your legs bent towards your chest. The tear tracks are now dried making your skin feel stiff.

Noticing that you probably wont answer him Trevor sighs before walking towards the building wall. You know he’s scared of heights and seeing him climbing up the gutter on the side of the building before heaving himself up to the balcony makes your hearth grow warm. Suddenly his tan ringclaid hand makes an appearance by the end of the roof. Waving it back and forth as a sign for you to take it.

Scooting closer to the edge you grab his outstretched hand, aiding him in climbing up onto the roof. Trevor face is flushed as he looks up meeting your gaze. His eyes scanning your face, looking for any signs as of why you would be up here before they lock on the pack of cigarettes laying beside you. Brows furrowing. He knows you don’t smoke unless..

“Angel face-“ Trevor wraps his arms around you, setting your shorter frame in his lap as he hugs you close to his chest. “I just feel like the world is caving in Trev, I don’t know what to do.” Voice barely a whisper, hoarse from the crying and after not drinking anything for the last couple of days. Trevor places a featherlight kiss on your temple, hand running through your hair in a soothing motion. “You don’t have to do anything baby, if the world is caving in I’ll be there to build a wall around you. I’ll be that wall if that’s what it takes.”

A teary laugh escapes your lips, hand reaching out to take one of his. Intertwining your fingers as they lay on your lap. “What did I do to make you of all people fall in love with me? You’re so good. Kind, gentle and loving, always knowing how to make others laugh.” This time it’s Trevor’s turn to let out a quiet laugh, placing yet another kiss on your kiss except this time it’s on the corner of your mouth.

“You didn’t have to do anything, I just took a look at you when we where at that bar and knew that you were the one piece missing. I wasn’t who I am now when I met you. You were the one that shaped me into this gentle and loving guy. I wouldn’t be who I am now if it weren’t for you.” Nuzzling your face against his neck you inhale the smell of his cologne. A smell that always seems to ground you. Pull you back from wherever you’ve drifted off to in your head.

Climbing down from the roof the two of you make your way to the bedroom, changing into comfy pyjamas as Trevor drapes the comfort over your bodies. Arm still wrapped around your middle hugging you close to him. Letting the silence settle over the room, the only light inside peeking in from behind the drawn curtains casting a shadow over the walls.

Trevors whispering breaks the long silence. “You don’t have to push me away you know. Ever. You can push all you want but I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me now.” Turning your head so that you’re facing him you place one of your hands on his cheek. Leaning your forehead against his you bask in the feeling of being surrounded by him.

His touch, his smell, his love.

Trevor takes the chance to lean in, his lips parting as they meet yours. A content sigh slipping out as he feels you kiss back, your free hand tugging him closer to you as the other stays on his cheek. You stay there for what feels like forever. Kissing and tugging at each others clothes as if one of you might slip away. Whispering I love you in the dark over and over again as sleep consumes you.

The last thing you hear is Trevor’s voice. “You won’t ever have to go through this alone again. I’ve got you angel face, it’s you and me.”

[heliads]

What They Say

Everyone has been warning you away from Peter Hayes from the second you stepped foot in Dauntless, especially after you started dating him. It would be a shame if something were to happen to make you finally understand what they all see in him.

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It’s a dangerous game that you’re playing, and yet you are not remotely interested in giving it up. You’ve been warned away countless times by friends and your own feeble conscience, but even those words of wisdom won’t be enough to convince you to lay down your winning hand for good. 

After all, why would you ever leave this behind? Why would you ever leave him, Peter Hayes, when you still have the opportunity to keep it all? No one at Dauntless would ever pass up an advantage when it comes your way, and you subscribe to that belief in every regard. 

Even when it comes to Peter. Especially when it comes to Peter. Peter Hayes is the worst of you and the best, what everyone sees when they want to believe Dauntless is made of monsters and also everyone’s best example of fearlessness. Peter may be cruel, but aren’t you all? Isn’t that why you’re here in the first place?

Maybe people try to convince you to leave Peter because they’re afraid you’ll become him. In a way, the only reason you were able to get so close to him is that you’ve already undergone such a transformation. You became your own demon the second you dashed your blood into Dauntless’ vessel during your Choosing Ceremony. Everything that happens after that is merely a consequence of your favorite action. 

Still, that doesn’t stop Tris and Christina from trying to talk you out of it. They’re horrified by the fact that you would ever even think of dating him. Peter is a terrible person, they claim, sick and cruel whenever he gets the chance. They’re not entirely wrong, but then again, if either of them were to pass up the chance at winning this whole initiation over kindness, you’d laugh at them as well. 

You’re stuck in another one of these interventions now. You’re trying to finish your breakfast in peace, but with Tris and Christina on either side of you, both alternating the attack on Peter, you’ve kind of lost your appetite. 

“You have to see it,” Tris says, “surely you have to see it. Peter’s a complete nightmare. What could you possibly see in him that would make dating him worthwhile?”

“What do you see in Four that makes you stare at him all the time?” You counter. 

Tris chokes on the water she’s drinking and has to fade into a blushing silence to regain her composure. After a concerned look her way, Christina takes up the charge. 

“Look, all we’re saying is that we think you’re making a mistake. Peter is bad news and you know it. If you’re not careful, you’re going to end up hurt.”

You bite back a laugh. “What could possibly happen, Christina? I already watch my back enough that he couldn’t kill me if he tried. The worst thing he could do is break my heart, and that would just give me motivation to do better in the rankings.”

Christina snorts. “You’re so optimistic. If the thought of Peter breaking your heart isn’t enough to scare you, do you even love him at all? I mean, what do you even do to live with that?”

“Easy,” you say decisively, “I make sure I break his heart first.”

With that, you flash an exasperating grin at both of your friends in turn and stand up, heading towards the exit. There’s somebody waiting for you at the door, and although there’s no way Peter could have heard anything the three of you were saying over the din of everyone talking, he can still guess at the gist of it. 

“Are they complaining about me again?” He asks, slinging an arm around your shoulder. 

You grin. “Yeah, but I’m not too bothered. Tell you what, I’ll listen all they want once they beat me in a fight.”

Peter snorts. “At that rate, they’ll never be able to do so much as come near you.”

“That’s the point,” you laugh, and the two of you walk out, ready for the day’s training to begin. 

In all honesty, you’re not sure that Tris and Christina are wrong to be worried. You’re not blind, you know what Peter is capable of when it comes to getting his way. If he had a chance to secure that final ranking once and for all, even if it came with the cost of screwing you over, he’d do it in a heartbeat. And if you faced the same dilemma, you’d make the exact same choice. No love lost. 

Needless to say, it’s not the best foundation for a strong relationship. Then again, neither of you are really anchoring for marriage at this point. All you want is someone to retreat to at the end of the day, someone who can say your name with a smile and make you forget about every one of your worries for the blessed time you have with him. At the moment, Peter fits that description to a T, so you stay with him. Maybe it will last, maybe it won’t. Regardless, it’s good right now, and that’s all you need to convince yourself to stay with him. 

You’re in the mood for some of that good later that night. You end up staying late after practice, trying to get your punches into the best form you can, but it takes a lot out of you. You’ve heard rumors of some parties going on in one corner of the Dauntless complex, and, desperate for some sort of fun, you head that way after a quick shower. 

The festivities have been going on for quite some time when you finally arrive, but that doesn’t stop you from melting into the crowd immediately. Here, you can lose yourself on a tidal wave of people and laughter and liquor. Nothing more needed. 

At one point, you’re searching for another drink when your gaze is caught by a room leading off from a nearby hall. It’s just outside the reach of the party, but close enough that anyone could dash there for a brief respite if need be. 

It’s also close enough that you can hear the faint trails of voices coming from the half open door. You’re about to brush the whole thing off as just some bored Dauntless looking for a way to spend their evening until you hear one voice more clearly, and know it instantly. 

Your blood goes cold. You’d know that voice anywhere— it’s Peter, obviously, who else could it be? Peter, who told you he’d be going to bed early tonight, that you shouldn’t wait up for him. Peter, who is clearly lying to you now. 

You head directly for the room. You already know what you’re going to see, you think, but it isn’t until you stand over the threshold and catch a glimpse of the interior that you know for certain. 

It is indeed Peter, and the girl he’s with is not you. It strikes you suddenly, how much this hurts. Hadn’t you just been telling Tris about how you wouldn’t care if Peter broke your heart? Yes, they had been your glib words, spoken without a care in the world. How wrong you were. 

You suppose you had always harbored this secret belief that you knew Peter better than anyone else, and that’s why you knew enough to trust him. There was the Peter Hayes that everyone saw, the bloodthirsty boy who always had something to prove, and then there was the Peter you knew. He wouldn’t treat you like the rest, because you were naive and assumed that if you thought the world of him, he surely had to follow suit. 

Don’t you get it now? There is no ‘your Peter.’ There is no more ‘your Peter,’ who walked with you and seemed to speak like all of his words were meant for you and you alone. There is no ‘your Peter,’ who made you think that he would have traded it all away for you.

And why would he? There was never a ‘your Peter.’ There is only Peter now, the Peter who’s been here forever, the one who tricked you with every word and made you fall for him so he could see what would happen. Tris warned you that this would happen, that Peter could never be trusted. You should have listened to her, but you didn’t. It seems that despite all your misguided confidence, you still have a lot to learn. 

You hover there for a moment longer, just standing there like if you blink one last time it’ll all go away and you’ll be fine again. Then everything comes crashing down around you and even as you swear you can hear the sound of glass breaking echoing in your ears, you turn and leave at last. 

An endless spiral of doors and halls pass by as you go. Haven’t you always been like this, always running? Running from your former faction. Running from your family, your home. Now, you’re running from Peter. Will you ever be able to stop? Will anything ever be yours again, or just one last dream to sight your sets on and leave within the span of a year?

Peter comes back late that night. You can hear him in a group of two or three others who stop by the initiates’ dorms closer to dawn than nightfall. He slows by your bunk, you think, but you keep your eyes firmly shut and after a while he leaves your side. 

You try to avoid him after that. Obviously, there’s not a whole lot you can do to keep your path clear of Peter entirely— you’re still in initiation together, after all, and both of you have high enough rankings that you’re often in the same vicinity during training. Still, you can try to make sure the two of you aren’t side by side, and although that absence cuts to the bone, it’s better than the knowing. 

Knowing that you’re not worth to him what he’s worth to you, that is. Knowing that if Peter lied to you about where he was and who he was with one night, he could have easily done it a dozen other times. 

That’s what you repeat in your head again and again, a litany to keep you from going back to him. It works well at first, but the problem is that your thoughts only exist on your end. Peter doesn’t know that you know, and to him you’re just disappearing out of nowhere, transient as a storm-tossed sea and half as comprehensible.

It should come as no surprise, then, that Peter tracks you down within a matter of days. Peter is used to getting what he wants– high rankings, victorious fights, all that and more. Although he’d never go so far as to name you as one of his triumphs out loud, he still considers your relationship proof that he’s won something, so of course he’ll check in to make sure what you have is still functional and thus worth saving.

You’re staying late in the training room again when he finds you. You suppose you didn’t make it all that hard for him to locate you. When are you not staying after initiation, trying to scrape past another level in your skills so you can jump up another ranking? Still, it’s not like you’re willing to give up all your habits just to avoid Peter. The only practice you’re removing is him.

You hear the door open and know it’s Peter instantly; the pattern of his footsteps echoing through the wide room, always proud and never wavering, could never belong to anyone else. You’re throwing knives at the targets and keeping your back straight, not looking at him for a second. Your fingers close around a blade, you throw it. You pin your hopes to the target with the weapon in the hopes of keeping them far away from you.

Peter comes to a stop beside you. Out of your peripheral vision, you can say that he’s not looking at you either. The target will be a good subject of focus for both of you right now.

“I haven’t seen you in a while,” he says dryly, “I was almost getting worried that you were avoiding me.”

The words are carefully chosen, a warning. You suppose this is where you could backtrack and apologize, promise that you’ll do better about spending more time with him. That being said, both of you want a fight, and you’re not about to disappoint right now.

When you remain silent, Peter makes a bitter scoffing noise in the back of his throat. “You’re not even going to deny it? I thought we had something, Y/N. Are you going to tell me that I’m wrong?”

You can’t tell him this, so you settle for something else. “I was there, you know. That night at the party.”

You don’t have to specify which night or which party for Peter to know what you’re talking about. He may claim to be jaded and utterly without conscience all he wants, but the guilt still lives inside him, and right now it’s beginning to consume him whole.

“You–” He can’t finish, can’t even get started.

You do the job that he cannot. “I saw you with that girl, yes. So I suppose I should be the one asking you if we had something. Was it worth throwing away everything we had for that one night? Or were there more, to sweeten the deal?”

Peter starts. “I wasn’t throwing it away–”

You stare at him at last, and he almost flinches away from the fury in your gaze. “Of course you were, Peter. What else would possibly happen? Did you think you could keep something like this from me? That you could have her and me at the same time? Not a chance.”

“I know,” Peter pleads, “I know. But it was just that one night, I swear. One mistake. You have to believe me.”

You could have believed him once, perhaps, but Peter left his trustworthiness behind when he transferred from Candor to Dauntless. When he once spoke truths, he clings to lies now, and so you cannot give him even this bit of relief that he demands.

“I don’t,” you whisper, “and all I can think about is that I should have listened when they told me you were trouble.”

Peter sees what you’re getting at now, and his eyes widen. “Don’t do this, Y/N. What we had is good. What we have is good. We can make this work.”

“No,” you counter, “I can make this work. Without you, that is.”

Peter freezes in place, you can all but see the ice creeping up over his veins. “So what, that’s it? It’s all over now forever?”

You lift a shoulder. “I never said forever.”

It’s all the hope you’ll give him for the time being. Truth be told, you did like being with Peter, but you cannot focus on him right now, not when he won’t give you the same place in his heart that you reserved so carefully for him. Perhaps there will be a time after this when both of you graduate initiation with superb rankings that you’re able to forgive him more completely, when this doesn’t feel like an attack against both your character and your future.

That time is not now, though, and so you force yourself to hold still while Peter nods his head jerkily, manages to grind out an apology through clenched teeth, and leaves. It still hurts, this goodbye, even though it was your idea.

It’s what is best for you, though, and in a lion’s den like this, you have to do everything you can to put yourself first. It’s what Peter did, and so it makes sense that you would follow suit. You have always been connected to him in some way ever since you got here, maybe the forced silence is your last tie to Peter.

The thought makes you smile in a bitter, wounded sort of way, and gives you enough motivation to turn back to the target one more time. If you choose yourself, you start now, and that means winning at everything else except the boy you still love. That still may come too, though. Only time will tell.

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CHARLIE PUTH SONG LYRICS SENTENCE STARTERS. sorted by song, a few of my favorite lines from charlie puth's songs. change pronouns/names however you see fit. warning, some of these songs include topics of the like: cheating, being cheated on, jealousy, breakups, feelings of grief and loss.

ATTENTION

I know that dress is karma, perfume regret

You got me thinking 'bout when you were mine

You just want attention, you don't want my heart

Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new

You're just making sure I'm never gettin' over you

What are you doin' to me? What are you doin', huh?

THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS

Saw you with someone and thought that it was closure, but you still tell me that you need me

Can't you just make up your mind?

You can't say you hate me, then call me when you're hurt

You can't walk away, then come back to what we were

Stop remindin' me of when we said "forever", I know exactly what you're doin'

When you say you need to drop off all my sweaters, It's just one of your еxcuses

SEE YOU AGAIN (ORIGINAL VERSION)

We've come a long way from where we began

Why'd you have to leave so soon?

Why'd you have to leave me when I needed you the most?

I know you're in a better place, but it's always gonna hurt

How do I breathe without you?

Hold every memory as you go

WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE

We don't talk anymore, like we used to do

I just heard you found the one you've been looking for

I wish I would have known that wasn't me

Why I can't move on, just the way you did so easily

I just hope you're lyin' next to somebody, who knows how to love you like me

HOW LONG

Can't you blame my head and not my heart?

I was drunk, I was gone, that don't make it right, but. . .

I Promise there were no feelings involved

How long has this been goin' on?

But you gotta believe me, when I say it only happened once

LEFT AND RIGHT

Maybe I should just focus on me instead

Memories follow me left and right

Your love stays with me day and night

How much more do I gotta drink for the pain?

You do things to me that I just can't forget

Now all I think about, Are the nights we were tangled up in your bed

GIRLFRIEND

Baby, would you ever want to be my girlfriend?

This is more than just a phase

We could make this official

Don't we look perfect, baby?

I don't wanna play no games

I'm tired of this conversation

EMPTY CUPS

You wanna go upstairs but you don't wanna sleep

Your boyfriend's no competition

Turn off your phone and blame it on your battery

Turn that television up so nobody can listen

Maybe tomorrow, they'll all have something to say

Let me take you to another room,so it's only us

SMELLS LIKE ME

You´re lonely when you're in his arms, you know I prayed for that

Tell me, do you ever miss me when I'm gone? 

Wonderin' what body I'll be on

Don't even front, you know that you just can't compare, what it used to be

And when you touch him, does it really feel the same?

I hope your jacket smells like me

Are you sleepin' in my T-shirt again?

How's it feel when you press it, press it, up against your skin

DONE FOR ME

You think that you could be better off with somebody new

Well, if you wanna leave, there ain't nobody stopping you

I won't fall to the ground on my knees

But tell me what you've done for me

I never cheated 

I can't apologize for something that I didn't do

LIGHT SWITCH

Why you callin' at 11:30, when you only wanna do me dirty?

Why you always wanna act like lovers, but you never wanna be each others'?

You're the one that I can't deny

You turn me on like a light switch

Do you love it when you keep me guessin'

When you're leaving then you leave me stressin'? 

I say, "Don't look back", but I go right back 

You know how to just make me want you, baby

[rk-ceres]

Neglected PT.2

George Weasley x reader

George makes an effort to fix things between you two

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It was now late in the day you havent moved Ron and George busied themselves making reservations setting up the bedroom and planning he glanced up to the clock and sighed out 2pm. “thanks for your help today Ron” George sighed out obviously still having an off day “anything for you George. Wish Y/n a happy birthday for me” he gave George a smile hurt hit him square in the gut he quickly shooed Ron out of the house finishing the rest of the house and made dinner, once the clock hit 5:30 he washed the rest of the dishes and rushed back to the guest room where you havent left all day he softly knocked on the door “Love?” He called out opening the Guest bedroom seeing you still in tears “ive got a surprise for you” he whispered “can we talk baby? Can we try and fix this? I was wrong” he sighed out walking into the room “im so sorry” he whispered “i dont want to talk to you. Im hurt, and I am so angry at you…but mostly hurt and I dont know how we can fix this you really hurt me last night and i need time” you said turning to the wall “I know Y/n, you don’t need to talk to me yet. just listen” he sighed out “i dont have an excuse. Im so sorry i forgot, but it stops today.” He walks around the bed to where you was laying crouching to meet your eyes “Everything it stops ive made arrangements and youve got me. We’ll work on us. Ive given us a week. things just got away from me. I want to make this right, and i want you to know that i took off the rest of the week and part of next, tomorrow at seven in the morning i drop you off at madame cordelia’s spa, youve got an all day session shes going to do your hair and make up im getting your nails and toes done, seaweed wrap and mud bath. Massages and steam rooms. your outfit is in the closet for the evening, we’ve got reservations at six for the new restaurant on fifth, the one youve been talking non stop about after that we’re going to see the new Keanu Reeves movie first showing. Thursday is going to be us going to the arcade, icecream shop in muggle london and a fairy boat ride, Friday is me taking you to the carnival. We’ll ride the ferris wheel and we’ll play all the games i’ll let you beat me in bumpercars too, Saturday we’ll be in Paris, i booked us a hotel there til Tuesday morning. We’ll explore France and it’ll be just me and you, ive got everything planned i packed your suitcase with everything youll need for our week baby. if i didnt muck this up too badly. Please come back to our room. Im really, really sorry Y/n/n. I know that ive been neglecting you and your needs and youve been taking care of me making my lunches waking me up with kisses keeping our house clean bringing me dinners and loving me when i havent been treating you the best.” “You havent” you cried harder “it feels like youve checked out and didnt want to tell me youre breaking up with me. You forgot my birthday. I know youre busy and I love that youre living your dream and that you take care of the both of us but im important too one night was all I wanted and you yelled at me. Seven months of me supporting you every way I know how to support you and I get yelled at” “I know love and im so sorry i didnt mean to forget” he whispered cupping your cheek

k “im not asking this to hurt you im not trying to start a fight but you got defensive and i need to know. I’m are you seeing somebody else?” Your voice broke his eye’s dropped “no. Love. Its just been work. Theres no one else for me. Its just you.” He cupped your face in his hands “trust me. Its just you baby” he cooed softer “today? All i wanted? Was you to notice me. I just wanted you to spend time with me just flirting and harmless fun. i wanted you to touch me. Its been seven months since we’ve had sex since youve touched me. am i not enough anymore? am i not pretty enough? did i let myself go after hogwarts? Am i not what you want or is it just you being busy because i cant do this anymore i cant keep feeling like im being replaced” you cried more “i can live with” you hiccuped “i can live with being a part time lover but its killing me George” you cried “you not being here? Its killing me” tears made its way down his face while letting your words sink in “im sorry, youre not a part time lover. I want you Y/n/n just you. Youre it for me” he wiped your tears away tears in his own “its just work i swear. ‘Ve hired an accountant and another person to run the shop while we have our week. Then i have to go back and train. But i’ll be home with you. Every day at five.” He pointed to the ground “every day at five i’ll be home and in your arms telling you how much i love and need you, I’ll have weekends off.. and Saturday will be our day. I promise you” he looked into your eyes filled with hope as he brushed the tears from your face “am i still the one? Are you still going to marry me one day?” You asked softly insecurity written all over your face George’s eyes softened as you leaned more into George’s touch he smiled at you “yes baby.. youre still my only one. im sorry for yelling at you. Im sorry for not making the time before it was too late, im sorry for being an idiot, im sorry for making you feel like you arent enough… is it okay for me to show you how i feel? Let me make it up to you?” He asked looking into your eyes “are you finally going to make love to me?” You asked tears still streaming down your face again “not in here. But yes. We can have sex tonight. Just not in our guest bedroom love. If we’re having sex. Its going to be in our shared bedroom” He said straightening out his back as you sat up “im sorry i yelled at you. I shouldnt have yelled back” you looked back “we can talk about that after” he said handing you a small package Ron picked up for him on his way here to set up “put this on love” he smiled softly as you sat up “give me ten minutes.. then come to the dining room.” He said still looking at you you nodded to him biting your lip you opened the package and gasped he had bought you the dress that you pointed out at already Boux’s it was a 1300 galleon dress that you dreamed of wearing it was a 1920’s style red dress with a slit that came up to mid thigh you smiled and put it on he had bought the matching make up palette and accessories for you

you slipped on the gloves and finished the red lipstick walking out into the dining room, he had transfigured a wall into a big movie screen smiling when he saw you “you look exquisite love” “not so bad yourself handsome” you ran your hands over his black suit “thank you..” You say softly “this isnt a fraction of what I have planned. I spent all night last night working on it, Happy Birthday my love… youre the best thing thats ever happened to me and im sorry that i dont show it enough. If you left i wouldnt know what to do or how to breathe without you” he smiled “i heard you.. talking to Hermione… I was outside the door. I came back to check on you, and i did talk to your brother. We went out and got coffee at that new Cafe. It didnt make things worse. Ive worked things out with Harry, and he was really kind, and threatening. But its all worked out and better. He actually helped with the reservations and called in a few favors for our Paris vacation. Gabby’s picking us up from the airport and to our hotel.” “He didnt seek you out did he?” You asked softly “no baby. I called him.” George said looking into your eyes “im so sorry baby, id notice… i noticed your face when i yelled at you.” He sighed out “thatll never happen again. Ever. I didnt like it. I didnt like any part of it it made me feel like shit, youre not my annoying clingy girlfriend Y/n/n. Youre my everything darling i love you even if ive done a crappy job at showing you. Please dont leave me… please i can change ive already changed some things i really do want to fix us, im serious about you and i want you too feel that i am too and i do want to spend time with you on your birthday. I made your favorite” he pulled out her chair and played the movie “im not leaving. Im sorry” you looked down “i thought that i was alone and needed to get it out” tears started to come your eyes “No baby this is my fault and my fault alone you dont apologize” he cupped her cheek “thank you… for making dinner” you said softly “its the least i can do, baby. Id like to talk more about what was said during our fight. But i want to be clear that im not mad at you, im not mad that we fought, my anger and outburst wasnt because of you, it was because i had a really tough day, and i took it out on you. It was wrong and i shouldnt have done that. Is that okay if we talk about this? Theres three major things i want to revisit if possible” He asked looking into your eyes as he dished out the food you gave him a slight nod “i.. i dont know where to start to be honest with you. So im just going to dive in with what you accused me of. It was definitely warranted and i dont blame you for thinking it. I didnt realize how little ive been home, and how it could look like ive been entertaining another woman” he cleared his throat “id never, ever, ever. Do that to you baby. Theres no one else other than you Y/n. Youre the only one i’ll ever want and need” “im sorry that i jumped to conclusions i…. I was insecure” you said softly his mouth pulled into a straight line

“no baby. Dont do that. Dont apologize. Your feelings were and are valid. I wasnt home. You didnt know where i was. I havent reassured you or anything like that, you accusing me like that you werent yelling. Your voice wasnt angry when you asked about it and i wasnt hearing you. You communicated right. You calmed yourself down calmly asked me a question and i got defensive and i could see where you’d think i was hiding something baby. Im not hiding anything from you. You told me what was an honest fear. It wasnt you being insecure i hadnt been home. Which brings me to my next point on this topic youre right. Ive not touched you… or said i loved you since the baby got here and it wasnt because i was punishing you. It was because i… i thought that i could handle this myself. Both branches of triple W and keeping up with the paperwork. The products. But as things progressed it…. It got out of hand if it were you i wouldve done worse than just asking a simple question you were communicating how you felt and your fears and i wasn’t listen ing how i should have been. I was fighting when i should have been comforting and open to talking about it” he sighed taking a bite of food “i believe you. I believe that you werent you last night and you arent seeing anyone else.” You said softly “i just want you to make a point to love me the right way i know things have been tough on you and im trying but” “but you’re neglected and im an arse” he joked you both smiled at each other. “next most important thing i want to discuss is i want to address what i said about money. its not just my money. My success. My empire baby its ours. I shouldnt have thrown that in your face that i make more. It was below the belt and im sorry.” He sighed “ive only ever wanted to share my life with you. Since that day my mum helped you and Harry into that platform i knew that you’d be my entire life. And everything that was and is mine would be yours too” he looked up into your eyes “ive only ever saw the money as ours George. All of this is ours.” You smiled at him taking his hand in yours he chuckled “i know you didnt mean it. Because i know you George Weasley.” “howd i get so lucky?” He asked “I also do. I remember, and see it all. Everything that you gave up for our relationship and us but most of all what you gave up for me..” He spoke again after a few moments of silence “everything that you’ve sacrificed for me since the war, the… the wall that almost took you and Fred…” tears sprung to his eyes as he talked he quickly wiped them away “im sorry. That you had to sacrifice it.” He said you looked up from your food “you sacrificed a lot for me too, you rescued me and Harry second year, you fell out of the car breaking my fall when Vernon pulled me out you bruised three ribs and a broken arm for me…. You stayed up all night studying with me you do just as much for me as i do for you dont apologize for that, you dont have to apologize anymore George; i forgive you, and we can work on us. I dont want to leave” you said softly “third most important thing i want to tell you is that im still the George that promised you a wedding and kids if you want them Y/n/n. I want to marry you, i want you to know that i do have something planned so its coming okay? You dont have to worry about where you stand with me. In my heart. Cause of one fight. Im here. Your George is still here. Even if he was being a prat. Ive planned your proposal and its coming okay baby? Its coming.” George finished his meal “anything else you want to talk about before we kiss and make up?” He asked “i…. I want to say that im sorry even if you dont want me too. I was wrong for yelling. I didnt like it. And I think that when we get to that point again we should take a break and come back to talk when we can rationalize better” you looked down “i think thats a great idea, we okay now?” He asked you softly “we’re okay” you breathed out “i want to have sex… is that still on the table tonight or are we waiting til we work this out more?” You asked softly

“baby. We’ve worked it all out. We talked through everything. Its better now isnt it?” He asked with brows furrowed in confusion you nodded your head “yes. We can have sex tonight. Im ready for that if you are” he offered a small smile the movie was done he stood up flicked his wand the dishes clean themselves pulling her waist closer to him he led you into the bedroom he stopped in front of the door letting you open it “go get in the tub” he whispered in your ear his fingers dragging down your zipper you turned the handle and pushed open the door your eyes widened the entire bedroom was covered in red roses teddy bears rose petals the room was lit by enchanted candles hanging from every corner of the room George brought his nose to the crook of your neck “the bath is ready for us” he said pushing the dress off your shoulders dropping it to the ground his fingers digging into your hips spinning you to face him noses close together and for the first time tonight. George kissed you sweetly bringing his hands up to unclip your bra your hands slowly undid his tie and worked on the buttons of his shirt and trousers you took your own knickers off “lets go take our bath” he whispered into your lips “please master i need you” you whispered

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Next part contains smut

[cinnamon-j-scudworth]

Fanfiction

Relationship: Joan and Candide

Word count: 963

Summary: Joans still not used to being 20 years in the future

Joan stomped her foot angrily as She took her pointer finger and violently swiped at the screen "Ugh!" She groaned as she threw her phone across the room almost immediately regretting the decision as she realized they weren't nearly as strong as they were back in 2003. Still angry and stomping her feet She went over to grab her phone which now had a spider webbed crack in it "stupid phone I wish toots hadn't lost my damn Nokia now that was a good phone-" She said with a smile on her face almost reminiscing. She paused as she looked at her new iPhone x- something or another her foster mom (candide Sampson) had gotten for her claiming it was one of the newer ones. Joan knew logically that she should be grateful and that it was probably quite a bit of money (even though that never seemed like an issue for Candide) still Joan didn't like it. It was far too hard to use and it made her physilly legs act up whenever somebody tried to explain a new feature to her. All she wanted from a phone what's the ability to call her friends and play Snake. That game didn't even seem to be so popular anymore. It was all very upsetting and distressing to Joan. It made her want to cry and at the same time it made her so angry she could cuss.

Candide walked in to see her daughter (er- foster daughter-) holding her phone and looking at it Like it was going to give her some disease "what?" She said her voice, sounding gruff "something wrong with the phone I got you?" Candide Asked thinking it was going to just be some boring teenage drama shit like Joan being upset that the phone wasn't the brand newest one on the market. "You know if you don't like the phone I got you I can always give you a damn flip phone-" She said preemptively Just assuming what Joan was going to say and she wanted to be the one in control in the situation.

Joan had mainly not been listening to her foster mom. She just stared at the phone, her leg twitching as she reminisced. Only for her to immediately be snapped out of it by the 'offer' of a flip phone. She looked up at her wide eyes, dropping the phone on the ground again. She rushed over and hugged her without almost a second of hesitation, completely misunderstanding the tone that candide had taken.

"Yes! Yes! Please!"

Candide was almost immediately uncomfortable with a hug not being the touchy feely person nor did she understand why Joan was so happy at what she was trying to make into a punishment. "Ew first of all do not touch me" She grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her off and took a few steps back to establish a distance. "Secondly, do you even know what I said?" She asked raising an eyebrow

Joan nodded "mhm! You said that if I don't like this phone You'll give me a flip phone- I don't like this phone, I don't like it at all! It's too confusing!! And too fragile I don't get how much of it works! I just want my old phone back! That was simple. It was easy. I don't know why I need this new thing. My old phone worked great!" The more she talked about her old phone the more her legs started to twitch. "Everybody else is so happy with their new technology but I don't need it! It's stupid! Stupid! Back in my day-" her leg was twitching violently at this point

Candide Who was just watching her rant began to grow increasingly concerned (totally not because she cared but because Joan was the top candidate for operation spread eagle) grabbed her by the shoulders ``calm down! Calm the fuck down soilder!" She snapped her voice, sounding as if she was a sergeant in the military with the amount of power she carried in that one command. Joan almost immediately stopped and looked up at her like a deer in headlights. "Dear lord Joan, if you wanted a different phone that bad all you had to do was ask-'' she sighed and grabbed her by the wrist as she dragged her upstairs and into her bedroom. "Sit on my bed and Wait"

Candide then went into her closet rummaging around for a little bit and emerged with a box. She sighed and looked at Joan "this has all of my old phones in it, they all still work fine and come with the chargers they've all been completely reset as well.So go wild" She placed the box beside Joan.

Joan looked up at her glancing a few times at the box then back up to ask "I-i can I have one?" She asked, almost crying.

Candide groaned clearly annoyed "one? I'm Giving you the box. You can work your way up to new technology or whatever or keep the old one- I don't really care but I don't want to see you throwing around 900 dollars worth of technology again!" She said pinching the bridge of her nose causing her glasses to slide up slightly

Joans face twisted into a massive smile as she tackled and hugged her from the side. The sudden movement caused the box of phones to fall off the bed. Candide giggled softly small enough for it to not even really be registerable as she hugged her back. And looking down at the box both knew not one was cracked.

[firethekitty]

okay you reblog a lot of albums ive never heard of and am curious about but it’s hard to get myself to sit down and listen to a whole album so please please, Top Ten-ish Songs To Get To Know You kind of list? pretty please?

i literally daydream about people asking me stuff like this LOL. so this is hardly a comprehensive list of all my favorite songs ever but here are some songs that are really important to me!!! this got REALLY long so i put it under a read more

1. meet me in the woods by lord huron

my absolute favorite song Ever like of all time. means everything to me. i could listen to this every single day and never get tired of it. INSANELY fun, incredible vibes, makes me want to go outside and shoot a beam into somebody. lord huron is an Experience. all their albums are concept albums and there’s actually a fair amount of lore going on. on the physical CD for strange trails it actually has the characters’ names next to their respective songs

for meet me in the woods, it sounds very upbeat and happy, but listen closely and you’ll realize it’s not quite as it seems… in-universe, it’s narrated by a woman named francine lu, and the song has the same chords as the first track of the album (and another of her songs) “love like ghosts”. she also narrates “the night we met”, easily LH’s most famous song. francine lu is not having a normal one. what’s her problem? listen to find out…..

2. crystals by of monsters and men

this was my favorite song ever for about 6 years until meet me in the woods ranked just a tiny bit higher. sooo fucking fun, itches a part of my brain that’s only accessible via icelandic stomp & holler. makes me very happy and always cheers me up! of monsters and men was the first new (at the time) band i ever really discovered on my own without hearing about from my parents or other people, and i’ve been listening to them ever since (almost 13 years!!) they are incredibly important to me and i highly recommend all of their albums

3. sunblind by fleet foxes

relatively new but became a favorite as soon as i heard it. this is also one of the most Me songs i can think of on top of just being so fucking gorgeous and raw and heartfelt. this song is a tribute to deceased musicians who influenced robin pecknold (the lead singer and songwriter for fleet foxes) and how their music is pretty much the reason he’s even alive today. my favorite lines are “only way that i made it for a long time / but i’m loud and alive, singing you all night”. this entire album is sincerely a masterpiece and i highly recommend listening to it all. fleet foxes have really beautiful and unique lyrics, they remind me of mitski’s lyrics in that they’re very poetic and personal and emotional but still subjective enough that you can connect them to your own life

4. this must be the place by talking heads

specifically the stop making sense live recording, which i still half-refuse to believe is a live recording because it’s just THAT fucking good. whenever someone says david byrne can’t sing i direct them here, because he does sincerely have an incredible voice and he simply Chooses to sing weirdly bc he’s a quirked up white boy with autistic swag.

this is just a really sweet and romantic song from a band that otherwise stays far away from love songs and it works extremely well. this entire album is fucking incredible and easily the best live album of all time. half of them are BETTER than the studio recordings, and you can also watch david byrne leap straight up backwards like a full 4 feet

highly recommend watching stop making sense just the entire film

5. vein of stars by the flaming lips

back in 2014, i watched a very beloved streamer play a game called “space engine”, in which you explore as much of the universe as we’ve theorized to exist. this was a little before copyright laws got so fucking strict on youtube and twitch, so mr. vinny vinesauce could play any music he wanted while planet-hopping. one of those songs was vein of stars, and it’s been one of my absolute favorites ever since.

the flaming lips are definitely an acquired taste. wayne coyne does Not have a very good voice and it can get extremely grating, especially to someone who hasn't heard them before. but when it works, god it works. this song is so pretty and nostalgic to me, always calms me down whenever i’m In A Mood. it’s nihilistic but not in a depressing way, more like “yeah maybe we aren’t here for any particular reason, maybe there’s nothing after this life. there’s nothing we can do about that, so why worry?”. very peaceful. REQUIRED listening when stargazing

6. good old-fashioned lover boy by queen

one of the first songs i ever truly hyperfixated on. unfortunately i listened to it SO fucking much it kind of ruined it for me, but i still do really love it. i may not listen to it that often anymore but i felt obligated to put it here bc it had a Profound Effect on my developing brain

7. too much time by john vanderslice

the year is 2012 and you're halfway through the newest episode of the hit podcast welcome to nightvale. cecil announces the weather. little do you know that you will carry the next 3 and a half minutes with you for the rest of your life. this one is just absurdly nostalgic to me (and not to mention incredibly vash the stampede coded). beloved song!!!

8. waltz for zizi & the real folk blues by the seatbelts & mai yamane

well it’s no secret that i think cowboy bebop has the greatest anime soundtrack of all time and one of THE greatest soundtracks of all time Ever. this is just an objective fact actually.

i believe this is because the seatbelts and specifically the composer yoko kanno studied real jazz, blues, and bebop to make the ost. like it's not just "jazz-flavored", there is genuine, deep respect and you can hear it in every single track. waltz for zizi gives me physical goosebumps every single time i listen to it, it's absolutely perfect. i've made it a ritual to listen to every time i visit the shore at night and go stargazing. sincerely transcendent experience

9. cuckoo song by cosmo sheldrake

hhhhhrrr this entire fucking albummmm hhhhhhhrhhhhrhhhaauuuuUUUUOOOGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

back during my final semesters of college, i had to take a course for art degree seniors. we’d pick something we were passionate about, make art for it, and it would be hung up for a week in the exhibition room. i chose birds of course, but wake-up calls inspired me to shift that choice to something more important than just random funny bird drawings. i focused on bird species that have gone extinct within the last 60 years because wake-up calls is made almost entirely out of endangered bird songs.

i’ll be honest i can barely listen to this song or anything on the album because i WILL literally start sobbing like in real life. cuckoo song in particular just makes me start crying every single time i listen to it, it’s like a magic spell. it’s not even necessarily sad but just viscerally bittersweet. the art for the album is made by flora wallace. here’s the spotify canvas i made a gif just for you 👍

10. take you back by orville peck

and finally………….. the song that made me realize that i actually DO love real country music a lot, and that the derivative “bro country” sub-genre that developed in the early 2000s has absolutely destroyed any positive opinion of country music in society. we NEED to go back, and orville peck is more than doing his part. this is the first song i ever heard by him and it's just so goddamn fun. i am completely unable to not sing along to this when it comes on

not only do i highly recommend orville peck but also any country music from the 50s and 60s, especially marty robbins, charley pride, conway twitty, and of course mrs. dolly parton. and later country rock/folk rock bands like america and creedence clearwater revival. it’s SO good i’m so serious

orville peck is the only modern country singer i can think of who's not afraid to bring back the harmonicas and whistling and steel guitars and whip cracks and yeehaws. it's fantastic. he's also gay and an outspoken trans ally. i believe this gives him the power to revive country music from the dead 🙏

[fullstcp]

"Vintage" by Jeremy Shada Sentence Starters

BACK IN FASHION

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"Let's bring back the golden age."

"Vintage is the vibe again."

"If you're gonna steal, better steal from the best."

PRETTY LITTLE LIES

"You wanna hear my voice, but only if it matches yours."

"We've done this a hundred times."

"How many ways can we say you're wrong and I'm right."

"Why do we do this?"

"We're lying to ourselves."

"I can't fool you and you can't fool me."

"Your perfect little life is just a perfect little lie."

"I'm done with your pretty little lies."

"It's like I'm an actor in a really bad movie."

"We're faking it, playing parts."

"The ending was written right from the start."

SINGING IN THE RAIN

"Our story's not like the classic movies."

"This ain't got a happy ending."

"I realized your love was fake."

"I always thought you'd wait for me."

"Guess I wasn't worth the wait."

"There's no escape to a happy ending."

IF LOOKS COULD KILL

"New beginnings never go so well."

"You look like heaven but you're bound for hell."

"You leave little clues in a trail of blood."

"Your body is the smoking gun."

"If looks could kill then I'm already dead."

"Your love's a bill that I can't pay."

"You could kill me right now."

THIS AIN'T IT

"I spy with my little eye, a liar."

"You're a devil in disguise playing on my desires."

"Should've known from the start that it was all a game."

"You've been bluffing and I've been played."

"Your lips are poisonous."

"This ain't it. This ain't love."

"There's only ever one thing on your mind."

"You're looking for a fight."

"I've only got so much blood to bleed."

"This was never love."

DANCING WITH STRANGERS

"No one's listening, no one cares."

"I feel so alone, but I'm never alone."

"I just wanna go home."

"I don't wanna be dancing with strangers at 3am."

"I don't wanna be wasting my love on somebody who doesn't know who I am."

"I know I need to move on."

"It's time to put the past where the past belongs."

"My heart's longing for something more than I've had."

"I might of lost my way along the road."

GENTLEMAN

"You stop time with that smile."

"Take my hand."

"Hit the floor let's dance."

"All the other jokers here let's foil their plans."

"They won't be taking you home."

"My love is tailored for you."

"When you dance you're the only one in the room."

"You're like a top shelf drink, always smooth."

"I wanna say yes, but I'll have to decline."

"Don't wanna mess with a perfect night."

"Your lips are tempting."

BEWITCHED

"You must be something rare."

"We got all night to do the wrongs that feel right."

"I'm out of my depth with you in that dress."

"You don't make it fair."

"I try to act cool but who I am trying to fool."

"You're driving me crazy."

"You're like magic."

"I'm bewitched by your kiss."

"I've never met anybody else like this."

HUMPHREY BOGART

"You add a little bit of color to the picture."

"I could look atcha all day."

"I think I got a little lucky."

"God knew what he was doing when he made you."

THIS FEELS RIGHT

"You drive me a little bit crazy."

"I guess crazy attracts crazy."

"This feels right, coming home to you every night."

"Your love keeps me living."

"I knew that you were mine from the second that you walked in."

"You make loving you so easy."

"You make loving me seem easy."

BORED TOGETHER

"Honey, I'm home."

"Glad we're alone."

"Doing nothing with you is what I love doing."

"I wanna be bored together."

"I wanna grow old with you."

"Day to day is where life is lived and where real love is."

TALKING TO A MEMORY

"I'm talking to a memory."

"Can you hear me?"

"I'm haunted by the moments of what we used to be."

"I can't help believing you're haunted by me."

"The world is empty when you're not there."

"The ending came too soon but it made us who we are."

"We'll be haunting each others dreams."

[saucy-mesothelioma]

Meso's Mixtapes: Handplates Gaster

In honor of the Handplates comic by @zarla-s finally coming to an end, I decided to finally get back to work on my Mixtapes and do one for their interpretation of W.D. Gaster as a sort of thank you. But before I do, I want to talk for a moment about what this comic has meant to me. I was around 12 or so when I first got into Undertale. I was a pretty sheltered kid and wasn't really allowed to play video games, so I watched playthroughs and listened to the ost all from YouTube. And it was through this that I came across the dubbed version of the comic. I was instantly captivated by the acting and the editing, but the thing that pulled me in the most was the emotion behind the storytelling. Even when I was younger, I had no interest in any sort of AUs, but this one not only caught my attention, but held it in a vice. I binged the entirety of what was available of the comic on YouTube twice, and didn't tire of it one bit. But of course, as the years went by and my interest in Undertale faded, I stopped watching. It wasn't until a few months ago while scrolling through Tumblr that I found the comic again and that it was still being updated. So I picked up the comic right from the beginning and read it all. And to my surprise, it was just as incredible as when I read it all those years ago. To this day, Handplates has been the only AU out of really any media that I enjoy, and I'm not even the biggest fan of Undertale anymore. The fact that an AU has captured my attention longer than the base game itself really speaks to how well written this comic is. I would (and have) genuinely suggest it to people who aren't even into Undertale, specifically for how this comic is written. Unfortunately, I was unable to interact with the community due to no access to social media as well as rediscovering the comic so late, but I've fully enjoyed looking through the archives and reading all the asks, extra comics, and posts about it; it really made me feel like a part of the community after all. I don't know what Zarla has planned for the future, but whether it be little one-off Handplates comics, other Undertale stories, or even a bigger project in something else entirely, I will be eagerly tuning in. This comic has meant a lot to me, and I couldn't be more thankful. Now, without further ado, the playlist.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Villain by Stella Jang (There are a few different ways you could interpret this song, but for the sake of this mixtape, I see it as the idea of "you can be doing something good, but doing something evil to achieve it still makes you the villain". As the song says, there are many shades of grey; "the person I love the most could be a dog to somebody else" and "the person you hate the most is somebody's beloved child" perfectly explain this. It's the basis of "the ends don't justify the means", which is the exact opposite of the ideology Gaster follows over the course of the comic. Although he does this for the better of monster society, he is still aware of the fact that what he is doing is deplorable; that's part of what makes him such an interesting character to examine.) Rule #27 - Drunk on Pride by Fish in a Birdcage Dying Day by Landlady Dentist! by Alan Menken (I had to include this after Zarla mentioned it in a post a while back, and I gotta say it really does fit in a hilarious way) Wernher Von Braun by Tom Lehrer (I debated on whether or not put this one on the list, but in my opinion the line "'Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down? That's not my department!' says Wernher von Braun" does sound like something he would say; sort of that mentality of "Hey, I did my job. That's not my problem." he showed during scene where the worker was requesting that handrails be added to the CORE. Plus it's Tom Lehrer.) Priest by William Crighton My Friends by Steven Sondheim (The only reason I included this song was because my headcanon voice for Gaster is Len Cariou. Although I will say that my friend also suggested Sam Neill specifically because of the scenes in Jurassic Park where Alan meets Tim and Lex and when he explains how the raptors hunted to that kid at the dig site since they both seem like something he'd do and I stand by that assessment 1000%. Both of those are perfect to me.)

Dead Man's Party by Oingo Boingo Euthanasia by Will Wood Alles im Griff (auf dem sinkenden schiff) by Udo Jürgens ("Ich hab alles im griff auf dem sinkenden schiff" loosely translates to "I have everything under control on the sinking ship", and the song is basically about all of these bad things happening to the narrator, and the narrator just bottling it all up and saying "This is fine. I'm totally fine." If that doesn't describe Gaster, then I don't know what does.) Zombie by The Cranberries (Considering what the song is about, I felt like it would also stand as a good representation for the hardships and trauma war can leave . And yes, I know that's not the main theme of the comic, but to me at least, that theme was crucial for how some of the characters developed. Not just Gaster, but Toriel and Asgore too.) Everything You Ever by Joss Whedon Total Recall by pragmaticNihilist (Ok, so this one needs a bit of explaining more so than the others. This song is one of the themes for the character Secily Iopara from the game Snowbound Blood, which is technically a sort of prequel/spinoff from the webcomic Vast Error. At least in my opinion, Gaster and Secily share several defining traits: both are easily consumed by work to the point where it takes a toll on their social life as well as their mental health, they push away the people that care about them in order to make things easier for themselves, they both basically devoted their entire meaning to one person [Asgore and Ahlina respectively], and their life's work was their downfall. I just thought it was really interesting how two characters from completely different stories manage to share so much, and how one was able to succeed in fields where the other character failed. Things like this in media have always been something I've enjoyed, so I felt compelled to include it.) Venetian Blind Man by Will Wood Arsonist's Lullabye by Hozier Good Old Days by Weird Al (I'm sorry but I couldn't resist adding this one. It was way too funny to not. I am so, so sorry. This is the last "not really serious one" I swear.) I'm Not Supposed to Care by Gordon Lightfoot (First off, the opening line is already perfect, but I can definitely see this song as the sort of the encompassing theme for the final pages of the comic when they're on the surface. The people who were Gaster's family have no idea who he is or how much they mean to him, yet he's still more than willing to devote himself to them and their happiness, which we see mainly with him and Asgore. My interpretation of Gaster's interactions with them are perfectly summed up by this song: He feels like he shouldn't care as much as he does because they're no longer who he knew, but he can't help it. They no longer love him, but he still loves them and will do whatever he can to make sure they're happy, even at his own expense [both before falling into the CORE and after]. Gaster sums up the basis of his own mentality perfectly: "As long as you will have me, I will stay.")