#now he hangs out in Addison Apartments

[salcommitsarson]

This is Phoenix! They are a ghostie (living name Maxi) who was sacrificed by the cult they were in via drowning

They have a fire core, which contrasted with the cult's following of a water god, so they became a ghost

[doloresbutitsdolly]

Losing My Innocence

TW: no established relationship, up to no good antics, pining for each other, adult time 🙏

He's driving around, with you as his little passenger princess. He glances to you occasionally, admiring those tinted cheeks and lips of yours. You pretend to not notice; pretending to be busy singing to the songs on the radio. But part of you wished he did more; wish he'd put his hand on your thigh, maybe even hold your hand.

He gets a call from you in the middle of the night, asking if you could meet up and do something to distract you from your stressful life. He's outside within 20 minutes, wearing that jacket he usually does when it's cold outside and leaning against his car. He takes a look at your clothes, undressing you with those eyes of his that you find yourself staring into.

"Where are we going?" you asked as you slumped into the car seat.

"I don't know. We'll see, angel."

You pull up to a convenience store, one with shitty lighting. He gets out and buys two bottles of soda and gives one to you. You guess this is where you're hanging out now. You sip your drink, chewing on the straw as you watch him text on his phone. Surprisingly, he asks what's got you so stressed out. You hesitate, fearing he might be asking a rhetorical question. But when he looks at you with those eyes, you slowly let yourself open up.

You're in the back seat, losing what's left of your innocence with him. He's rough, he is a tough guy after all. But you can't help but melt when he gently pulls you closer, getting you more comfortable to lie flat on the seats than have your head pressing against the car door. It's times like these where you forget how stressful life is and how good it is to just, feel. You hated how draining life had to be, all you wanted was this- No, all you ever wanted was him. Him and his bitchy attitude. Him and his "do I look like I give a fuck". Him. His hair, his body, his voice. You wanted him. The question was if he wanted you.

As you're fixing you're ruined makeup he drags a finger across your lips, purposely messing it up. You swat his hand away, before angrily putting on another layer of lipstick. He chuckles as he leans back, watching you again. You couldn't help but feel giddy, it's like he's your lover. Oh, how you wanted him to be your boyfriend. You were almost desperate. But even if the feelings were mutual, life is full of shit and the consequences would have you drowning in even more problems.

You're home, now. His fingers tap against the wheel. You don't move, wondering how you can still drag the time.

"Something the matter?" he asks

Shit, does he know what you're doing? You shake your head.

"Ya' want another round?" he asked, smirking. You smack him, mumbling about being busy tomorrow and not having time to limp around. He grabs your wrists, yanking you to his face. Lips inches apart, you could feel his hot breath.

"No kiss goodbye? A bit mean, especially from a sweetheart like you." he whispered.

You pressed your lips onto his, cupping his face and pulling him close. He doesn't hesitate, not even for a moment. He runs his fingers through your hair, before settling on your face. You pull away, breathless now.

"Goodnight, angel. Call me if you need anything."

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Dolly's note: was listening to diet pepsi by Addison Rae and got inspired. Also because there's this person i really like but i shouldn't lmfao. Do yall relate to me or am i just cray cray?

[queenofthepirates83]

Sal Fisher x Reader

“I like you too”

Tag: fluff, one-shot

Tw: none(but tell me if there is)

Words: 851

A/N: first fanfic! Sorry this is short I wrote this a while ago and decided to finish it now lol, also sorry if it’s bad

When you first moved into the Addison Apartments you weren’t happy or anything. It wasn’t like you wanted to stay in that house, no. Your mom thought it would be best to move out, away from all the bad memories your stepfather had created in that house.

You first met Larry, courtesy of his mother, who loved you almost instantly. Larry introduced you to Sal, you guys got along great. Then one thing led to another and now you’re sitting in your room, thinking about Sal.

You sighed knowing that you couldn’t stay in your room forever. You had to tell Sal how you really felt. No jokes or excuses this time.

Last time you tried to do it you made a complete fool of yourself and made an excuse and just left and hid in your room.

But you have to tell Sal how you felt towards him. Larry kept telling you that he felt the same way but you wouldn’t believe him. So Larry put you two in the same room, left and waited for you to confess your feelings.

You didn’t trust Larry. You didn’t believe what he said but in all honesty it was true. Sal did like you back and not just in a friendly way.

You sighed and got off your bed and went to your closet to get pants on.(you went to bed with a shirt and your underwear. Or not, it’s your choice.) You chose (your choice of pants) and walked away to your door and opened it. You walked out and noticed your mom on the couch passed out. She had on her nurse clothes, since she took another night shift for the money.

You sighed and went over to the kitchen, grabbing a juice. You walked back to the front door crouching down to put some shoes on.

Once they were on you opened the front door and walked/took the elevator to his apartment.

You were at his door, contemplating if you should knock or not and just leave. You sighed, knowing that Larry would tell Sal himself if you didn’t do it. You knocked on Sal’s door once you built up the confidence. You stood there for a few more minutes before Sal opened the door. His hair was a little messy and the collar of his shirt looked like he almost pulled it to one side. “Hey Sal, wanna hang out for a little?”

Sal nodded and stood aside for you to walk in. You smiled and walked into his apartment. Sal closed the door and walked to his. You followed him. You both walked into his room. You looked around for a moment as Sal shut the door.

“When was the last time you cleaned?” You asked, glancing around again as you took some clothes off the floor and put it in his laundry hamper.

He shrugged as he watched you, sitting down on his bed. “Can’t remember.”

“You don’t seem to remember a lot.”

He shrugged again, staring at you through his mask. “Why’d you come over anyway?”

You stared back at him as you sat down next to him on the bed. “Just wanted to talk.”

“…about?”

You felt yourself getting nervous as he pressed on. What was his reaction going to be once you told him? Was Larry correct? What about Ash? The two seem quite close. The questions swirled around your mind like a plague. You liked Ash, she was a good friend to you and the other three. But her and Sal are close too, and not just in a friendly way.

Sal tilted his head down a little as he stared at you. “Hm?”

You blinked, your vision becoming less blurry as your vision focused on him. “Uh…Larry wanted me to tell you something.”

He nodded slowly. Sal was half aware of your feelings for him, from what Larry had told him and from how you act when you’re around him. He also didn’t believe Larry, just like how you did. And Sal did like you, he did have feelings for you.

“Eh…” you blinked again, squinting your eyes at him as his gaze only intensified, whether he realized or not. “I like you.”

And those were the three words that confirmed everything. The corner of his lips turned up, his gaze softening as he stared at you. His felt his face get a little red, the tips of his ears going red too.

You felt yourself get nervous at his…well…lack of response. Not even an ‘oh’ or ‘wow’.

“Sal…?” You asked slowly.

He simply stared at you before he moved to take his mask off.

You had seen his face before, he took it off in front of you a while ago. He felt comfortable showing you his face, which in your book was good. Really good.

When his mask was off, he set it beside him before moving closer.

You smiled, admiring him for a moment before you leaned in a little, your lips meeting his scarred ones in a soft and gentle kiss.

“I like you too.”

[signed-loni]

Okay, so my lil request is like sal and y/n sleep over. There all nice and cuddles up and enjoy their night. but when tention hits the rom it's a crumbling set of emotions. like emotions all over the place as they make out. but that's cut kinda short when ash and larry walk in with drinks and they're high as the roof. Basically a friendly lill cock block if u will

Heehee. Yes🕺🏻

ALSO I APOLOGIZE FOR TGE LATE RESPONSE, I have been having to motivation to write, so please enjoy :)

(Since its gonna take place in highschool, no mentions of alcohol. Obviously, not their freshmen year, you guys are in your senior year. You and sal ate both 18.)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⚠️: 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐮.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏,𝟏𝟗𝟕

@plusvanity

You and your friends, Sal, Larry, and Ash, were all walking to your class the three of you had together. Math was always easier for you nowadays since you had friends to talk to in class with.

Mrs packerton had her back turned to the class and you were writing in your notebook everything she was jotting down on the chalkboard. “Any questions?” She asked, turning around to face the class. The room was silent for a moment. “Alright! I’ll be at my desk, you all figure out this problem.” She wrote a quick problem down that would surely take the whole class about 10 minutes to complete. Quickly, you copied the problem into your book, starting to figure it out, when you felt something hit your arm. It didn’t hurt at all, felt crumpled up though. You glance at your arm a d too the floor, where you see a crumpled up piece of paper. Picking it up, you read the words

-“Wanna come over for a sleep over? Larry and Ash are coming to”

-You knew it was from your beloved boyfriend sal. You two had been dating for about a year or two now, and you didn’t actually have a sleepover yet, despite the fact you lived in the Addison apartments along with Larry.

-Quickly responding on the paper, you threw it back to sal

-“Of course! I’ll just have to ask my parents lol.”

-Sal silently sighed and nodded to himself. Your damn parents always were so strict. It bugged him sometimes to say the least, but he never pushed you to go against your parents word. They weren’t pushy about you going out with Sal, going on dates, hanging out with him and Larry, going to the fifth floor (surprisingly) but whenever it came to you asking to sleep over? No.

But,sal digresses.

Finally, your mom picks up. “Hello?” She asks. “Mom,” you start, carefully. “Can i sleep over at Sals house tonight?” You blurt out. Your mom is being quiet so shes thinking. Thats kinda surprising, she always just straight up says no. “My friends Larry and Ash are gonna be there to so it wont just be me and him!” You quickly say to convince her further to let you go. “Sure honey, go have fun.” She says sweetly. “Really? Thank you mom!” You say, hanging up so she doesnt change her mind-You quickly text Sal, Larry, and Ash in the group chat you guys had that you could go. -You rush home to pack a bag, and you’re out as fast as you were in. You walked to the elevator and took it up to sals floor. The elevator door opened with a loud ding! and you were on your way to his apartment.-You knocked on the door and sal let you in, opening the door a little wider for you.-You went into his room and processed everything, seeing as though it was youre first time in his room, you were fascinated by everything. His posters and paintings on the wall, the old record player he owned, the records he owned (all heavy metal of course).

~

(Sals mask is off in this part).

Its about 9:00 now and your other friends still aren’t there. You don’t mind of course, you just wish they would have let you know ahead of time that they were gonna flake out. You don’t mind only being with Sal of course, but you did kinda want to have an actual sleepover with your friends-

You and sal lay on top of his bed, watching a scary movie, you cuddled on his stomach with his hand on your head, playing with your hair. You get sorta bored and you start moving around a but. You sit up and sals hand falls off of you and onto your lap (accidentally, sal wouldn’t touch you there without consent). You look at Sal and he looks away, pulling his hand back. “M’sorry” sal uttered. “I-its okay. Don’t worry about it.” You said back with a little smile. That same fucking smile that makes sal go crazy. That same smile he loves to feel when he locks lips with you. That same smile that got him to fall in love with you.

-Sal started to stare, and once he noticed, he quickly turned red. Tension hit the room as soon as he looked away. Accidentally touching hands and locking your eyes together. You did it once more before sal finally couldn’t take it.-Sal quickly looked hack at you and turned your head towards him, pulling your faces closer together. And once you nodded, sal immediately pulled you into a kiss. Not even 1 minute in and you guys were already making out. Keep in mind, you guys don’t check the time frequently, and it was about 9:10 since you guys started making out. The kiss went on and on for a while, pulling away only to breathe.

-Sal got on top of you and kissed even more passionately. It was starting to get sloppy. Tongue slipping out and falling back u to yours.

-Once he got on too of you, you could feel his growing boner. And it was getting harder by the second😭-

His hands found their way to your hips, bringing you even closer to him than you already were, if that was even possible. His fingers went up and down your thighs and found their way to the waistband of your pajama pants. -As soon as he got your permission to dispose of your pants, Larry and Ash burst in,higher than the roof. -

“Fuuuuuuck..” larry slurs. “Woah woah woooah, were you two about to fuck right now??” Ash giggles as she sees sal on top of you. “Sal quickly grabs his mask and straps it onto his face and gets off of you. You sotuate yourself and sit up along with sal. “N-no, we weren’t..” sal responded. “You fuckin liars, we toootaly saw you on top of them.! You cant hide it from uuus” Larry says, falling onto Ash slightly. “What the fuck are you guys on?” You say, half embarrassed, half genuinely confused. “Heh, a lil weed, mayyyybe crack” ash says dizzily. “You guys need sleep” sal responds. “Yea yea, sleep schmeep whatever.” Larry says and he collapses on the ground, taking ash with him. And just like that, boom. They’re asleep.-

You sigh and fall back onto the wall, looking at sal, visibly red. You smile and give him a kiss on his prosthetic and fall back onto his bed. “I love you, Sally face.” You say sleepily. “I love you to, baby” sal responds, falling back onto his bed with you, taking off his prosthetic and wrapping his arms around you.

[nikkento-writes]

Hi everyone! In celebration of the end of summer, I'm challenging myself to write a few different one-shots inspired by songs that I've personally had on repeat all summer. All of these works will contain smut, so please note the content warnings prior to reading and minors do not interact. Hope you enjoy!

Toro! Toro! by Remi Wolf [Aoi Todo x f!reader] Breaking news! International up-and-coming pop princess Luna Lux is causing quite the stir with her alleged boyfriend! Witnesses say the two were having loud sex well into the night until hotel staff had to take matters into their own hands. But who is this mystery fellow? Despite multiple accounts of being heard doing the deed behind closed doors, the pop star’s supposed boy toy continues to elude being seen by both the media and even her own manager! With his knack for disappearing into thin air, it sounds like this stud is a real sorcerer!

Too Sweet by Hozier [Kishibe x f!reader] (coming soon) When Kishibe's apartment gets flooded by a burst pipe, his underling from work, always eager to curry favor with the senior Devil Hunter, suggests he stays with you, the older sister, completely free of charge and without warning. Now, you're forced to temporarily live with the curmudgeon Devil Hunter who always comes home late, reeking of booze and women's perfume. Kishibe also has a hard time adjusting to living with a roommate, especially one as virtuous and wholesome as you. He soon finds out firsthand just how sweet you can be.

guess by charli xcx [Toji Fushiguro x f!reader] (coming soon) Your next-door neighbor is a pervert. You had your suspicions already with so many of your panties mysteriously missing every time you hang them on the clothesline of your balcony. Now you're absolutely certain since you caught him red-handed, literally, with your favorite red lacey lingerie bunched in his fist. Sure, maybe you kinda sorta wanted him to steal them, but still. He needs to be punished.

Diet Pepsi by Addison Rae [Takuma Ino x f!reader] (coming soon) Ever since you were kids, your older brother's best friend has always been dependable; that's just one of the many reasons why you have the fattest crush on him. You'll never confess to him though, convinced that your love is unrequited. When he offers to give you a ride home from university, the car breaks down halfway into the trip, leaving the two of you stuck until the tow truck arrives in over an hour. In the backseat of his car, Ino surprises you by showing that your unrequited love isn't that at all.

Check by Flo [Nanami Kento x f!reader] (coming soon) After nearly six months of dating, you finally feel confident enough to tell your friends about the new guy you're seeing. Of course, given your track record, they're skeptical. They have no problem listing the number of duds you've unfortunately fallen for in the past and you try to dispel their worries to no avail. Now, with doubts planted in your head, convinced this is all too good to be true, you go home to your boyfriend, distraught. However, like the amazing man you know he is, Nanami reassures you that there's absolutely nothing you need to worry about.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Dating Mark Sloan headcanons...

You assume at first that you're feelings are nothing more than a stupid crush. You don't think Mark Sloan - the Mark Sloan - would feel the same but to your surprise, he does.

He's a little out of his comfort zone because he's never really felt this way before. He thought that he loved Addison but now that you're here, the feelings he has for you and ten times stronger than he's ever felt.

He kind of brushes off your conversations about being exclusive, he's unsure.

He's admittedly a little scared at first. Derek talks him round.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do."

"That's bullcrap. You know exactly what to do, Mark. You go over there and you ask (y/n) to be yours."

So that's what he does.

One night he appears at your apartment with roses in hand, rambling and ranting about how he can't stop thinking about you and it's more than a fling.

You kiss him and tug him to bed.

You see a different side to Mark than everyone else does. He's kinder, softer and you notice he stops looking at any other woman. He just looks at you.

God, he's handsome. You could easily just watch him all day if you could.

He flirts with you so much. Always making a suggestive comment or grabbing your ass; he's just so flirty.

"I love you, you know. More than anything."

If he's had a hard day, he either needs one of two things. A rough fuck anywhere that's free (a wall, an empty closet etc) or he needs to curl up beside you in an on-call room.

Mark finds it hard to open up but you make it easier for him. You make everything easier.

He's not ashamed of PDA. He quite likes making the other doctors stare as he kisses you in the corridors.

The sex.

He's so good, you knew that he would be but holy shit. You didn't think he'd be this good.

He gets to know your body way better than you ever knew it.

He loves the taste of you, loves the way you smell. You love how much he loves to please you.

He sets himself a challenge every time the two of you have sex; can he make you scream louder than the last time? Usually, yes.

Mark loves to leave love bites on your body; anywhere and everywhere. Bailey just rolls her eyes when she sees a new one on your neck.

Double dates with Mer and Derek.

Callie hangs out a lot with Mark and then with you, you like the dynamic of their friendship and you're not at all threatened. She helps bring the softer side out in Mark.

He's possessive; definitely has a breeding kink.

He can get quite jealous but tries to play it as though he's not jealous at all.

You love to watch him work, he's so skilled and so impressive and you enjoy whenever you get to watch him doing a surgery.

He likes cuddling at night, loves to have you lie on his chest and cuddle right into his side. He'll press soft kisses to your head and he'll tell you that he loves you.

[serendipitous-girl]

I was going yo write a multichap for sally face but i am much better at oneshots so i am scrapping that idea however i am sharing how much i had written so far

"Why can't you let us know anything about what happened?" You argued, glaring at the stubborn police officer guarding the door. Ms.Sanderson was somebody you held dearly in your heart and she was dead so quickly. Of course you wanted ton investigate but it was difficult when police officers wouldn't answer any questions.

"Get lost, little girl." The police officer ordered, glaring down at you. You rolled your eyes and started walking away, when in the corner of your eye you noticed a person with blue hair in pigtails. They must be new to Addison apartments and possibly your age.

"Hey!" You called out, rushing towards them. You got closer and they turned around, wearing a mask? (No, actually you realized it was a prosthetic something you had seen on TV recently.)

"I'm [Name] and I live in 202. What's your name?" You said, holding out your hand for them to shake. They accepted the offer, their hand cold (but nice) as they gave you a firm handshake.

"The name's Sal but my friends call me Sally Face." The person responded, voice slightly raspy and very masculine. Oh, so the new kid is a boy. There wasn't anything wrong with that, in fact its totally cool! "I just moved in and decided to check out my neighbors."

You nodded and smiled, listening to his words. He had such a soothing voice, it was incredibly easy to listen to. You were determined to make him your friend.

"Well I can introduce you to Larry, one of my best friends who also lives here." You said, hoping Sal would take the offer. You wanted to be his friend, if he doesn't want to hang out with you now will he ever?

Much to your relief, he nods and starts following you. Maybe he can help you figure out what happened with Ms.Sanderson! So will Larry, probably, but the more helping is better.

You passed by some of your other neighbors, which makes you describe them all. From the creepy Charlie to the strange Mr.Addison. It was hard to tell if he was listening since you couldn't see his expressions through the mask, but you kept talking anyhow.

"Hi, Lisa." You waved as you approached Larry's mom cleaning the floor. She looked up and smiled, smiling at Sal behind you as well.

"Hi, dear. Who's this?" She asked, although more framing the question towards Sal. He introduced himself, and Lisa did the same.

"Is Larry in his room?" You asked, wanting yo get back to the reason you had approached her. Lisa nodded and tossed you a key to her apartment so you could head inside.

"How long have you lived here?" Sal asked, walking side by side with you. He looked at you, one of his eyes a gorgeous blue color that was so vibrant it was surely electric. His other eye was a much more muted blue although just as pretty..it seemed he had only one eye that actually functioned.

"Probably as long as I can remember." You chuckled, shrugging, "I've grown up in Nockfell and I think I've pretty much lived at Addison since I was a toddler. Where are you moving from?"

"New Jersey." He replied, voice a bit more curt. You winced and noted it as a touchy subject, hopefully Larry won't bring up any of this when you see him.

Finally you two made it to the basement and you unlocked Lisa's apartment, "She gets to live here basically for free since she is the janitor. Larry is her son and he's our age."

Sal nodded and followed you as you entered the apartment. "Larryyyyy," You yelled, "Get your lazy ass out of your room!"

A few seconds go by and surprisingly enough Larry walked out of his room. He was tall with long hair (that looked surprisingly soft despite him being terrible at taking care of it) and of course a Sanity Falls t shirt.

"Whoa, dude." Larry said, laying his eyes laying on Sal, "Nice mask!" He gave Sal a thumbs up, the bro code for gaining his respect.

"It's a prosthetic," You corrected at the exact same time Sal says it too. He glanced at you, seemingly surprised.

"How did you know its a prosthetic?" He asked, eyes boring into your skin. Your face warmed and you looked away, unused to such a piercing stare.

"I just guessed since I have seen them on TV before." You replied, trying to hide your fluster. Larry raised his eyebrow at you, noticing your reaction but luckily he said nothing. You would've fought him otherwise.

Sal nodded and left it alone, glancing around the room. He noticed the Sanity Falls poster and Larry started geeking out on him.

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"Is this a good idea? Probably not." You said, sighing as you realized what you guys were about to do. But it's for Mrs.Sanderson! It's necessary.

"Okay so I distract the officer while you too sneak into Mrs.Sanderson's room. I have one walkie talkie that you guys can both use." Larry says, tossing the walkie talkie to Sal. (Rude, you've known Larry longer.)

Sal and you both nodded, ready to get the plan in motion. You all exited Larry's room, with Larry going to her room.

You and Sal waited nearby, listening for the signal you can proceed. Your heart pounded and your blood felt charged with electricity, this was more exciting than you were used to.

Finally the walkie talkie crackled to life as Larry gave the all clear. You glanced at Sal and nervously smiled, rushing towards Mrs.Sanderson's room quickly.

Your footsteps echoed your heavy heartbeat, threatening to jump from your chest. You tried to mentally prepare yourself, it was going to be bloody probably and it could be scary. Stay calm, just stay calm.

Sal opened the door and courteously went in before you, probably since his noticed your hands shaking with nerves. Even though your fear was valid it was embarrassing. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you followed Sal and crinkled your nose at the utter stench of death.

You dragged your eyes through the scene, dark red splatters all around the room like a gruesome painting. Attempting to focus, you noticed something. There was a empty spot where the blood splatter went...like an object was there and got removed.

"Sal, Sal, look!" You hissed, nudging him with your shoulder and pointing at the spot, where it looked like there was a missing glitter pony. Sal nodded and looked at you.

"Good job! Now lets go before we get caught." Sal said, turning around and hurrying the way you both came. Footsteps were quiet and rapid as you guys practically ran out of the room before the officer came back to the room.

Once you were safe, you leaned forward catching your breath. Sal was staring at you, his emotions unidentifiable under his mask.

"Its cool that you noticed that earlier, I almost missed it." Sal said, giving you a small nod. Larry showed up a few moments later, a big grin in his face.

"Now we just have to find evidence in Charlie's room." Larry said, feeling serious about locking the creep up. And honestly, it made some sense that Charlie killed Mrs.Sanderson.

"I'm sure one of his glitter ponies has blood on it. That could be evidence." Sal said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, but he would flip out if we got too close to them." You pointed out.

Larry nodded, seeming a little deflated. You were too, how would you get close enough to the glitter ponies without Charlie trying to commit even more murder?

"He falls asleep when he drinks Mr.Addison's tea..maybe we could make it stronger?" Sal suggested, the observation skills being on point. You smiled, although not sure how you guys were going to drug Charlie.

"Do you guys have any sleeping pills?" Larry asked and you shook your head sadly. Without any sleeping pills how would you make Charlie go to sleep?

"My dad takes sleeping pills. I can get those." Sal said, and you all agreed on it. It was scary how easily your plans were working but there was no time to question your fortune.

Sal got the pills and you got the tea. Together you mixed the concoction and got ready to drug your neighbor. Normal teenager behavior of course.

"Since he might be a murderer and try murderous things, you can stay behind me." Sal said, holding the tea and staring at you. You gave him a warm smile, something that has been happening more since Sal showed up.

"Thanks, Sally." You said, following behind him as you entered Charlie's room. You had a plastic baggie in your hands, big enough to snatch up a glitter pony if you find it.

Charlie was sitting on his chair as usual, practically melted into the furniture. He looks at you as you enter, his eyes trailing down your skin. Ew.

"I got you some more tea." Sal says, handing the cup to Charlie. His eyes light up and he slurps the tea greedily, only to pass out right after.

"At least we know it works?" You said, before shaking your head and focusing on the collection of toys. Carefully you scanned each one looking for any sort of blood stain.

A presence stood beside you, Sal moved to stand beside you somehow completely silent. Finally he must have noticed the bloody pony because he took the plastic baggie and grabbed it.

"oh, awesome!" You said, jumping when

[iicloudyiiddyy]

I saw that you wanted requests, and then I saw that you write for sally face and I rushed right over! Currently thrown back into my sally face obsession lol. Anyways, could I request some platonic headcanons for a fem reader being part of the main gang? Basically just what it's like to be friends with them and being part of their group, what kind of shenanigans reader gets into with them, just friendship stuff if that's okay ^^ and feel free to throw some romantic stuff in there like who is most likely to develop a crush on reader. Hopefully this isnt too much I'm sorry if it is

ᴀ/ɴ : AHHHH! I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I READ THIS. LIKE IM BEAMING WITH JOY AS I WRITE THIS. DON’T YOU DARE APOLOGIZE!! I LOVE SALLY FACE AND HAVEN’T GOT A SF REQ IN A LOOONGGG TIME AND IM JUST SO HAPPY TO HEAR SOMEONE FROM THE OTHER SIDE AGAIN LOL! This isn’t too much at all and I’m so hyped to write this! Please enjoy! ♡︎

INTRODUCTION 

I feel like it is Ashely who originally introduced you to the group

You two were originally pretty close friends and she decided to bring you more!

Now for the first impressions…

Larry would immediately warm up to you

you two would hit it off as if you didn’t know what the word stranger was!

Todd would sorta be indifferent to you originally

smiles and nods at you but goes on with tinkering with his projects 

But I feel like sally would be awkward at first with you..

Like how he reacted when he first saw Ashley…imagine how he reacted with you! 

He was originally worried on how you would react to his prosthetic 

But you never showed any negative expressions!

You had nothing but love and support to give!

And you were funny and pretty!

How was he supposed to react to that?

But as you guys hung out more and as Todd and sal saw how you interacted with the other half of the group they would warm up considerably more!

   NOW WITH THE GROUP!

I feel like it would be so hectic…

But so fun at the same time..

You and Todd would so have study sessions together! 

Sometimes Larry would join but we all know you never get any work done with him around

Todd and you could talk for hours about the most interesting topics! 

Larry would most definitely put his two cents here and there and it would always crack you up!

Todd would always be exasperated but Larry means well!

Larry and you would be the best of twins.

When I say you two get into the deepest shit together I mean it.

He’s your partner in crime what can you say?

With Ashley I can see her having painting sessions with you and sal would just be in the back struggling..

You guys definitely have treehouse hangs!

If you got into some demonic shenanigans that treehouse would be your go to.

You and sal would be smoke buddies, if he can’t hang with Larry than it has to be you

He finds you so endearing 

NEVER LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE WHEN HES HIGH

he can get so scared if his own thoughts…(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

But one day you two are just chilling high asf and his munchkin of a cat comes crawling over 

Immediately you cherish gizmo and he cherishes you. 

Probs likes you more than sal

Sal already liked you but seeing this?

A fellow cat person?? Say less 

As soon as sally saw that he was never letting you go.

Now for the shenanigans you guys get into….

I can just see larry convincing you guys to try out this goofy Oujii board with cheeto dust he saw off E-Bay

And Todd’s like “ it would be good data..”

So here you guys are speed running through the halls because the demons wasn’t in the mood to deal with 5 emotionally traumatized teenagers..

May or may not have accidentally let more demons in Addison apartments

You and Ashley have friend ship bracelets. It’s just a fact!

Feel like you, Larry and sal would go to a gas station in the ungodly hours of the day and create the worst abominations with candy, Gatorade, packets of sauce, and yogurt and have you guys try them.

Probably pranked Todd with some of the worst ones..

For romance I would feel like Ashley would love to draw in you if you were her S/O 

(TW) : if you had sh scars are any scars of any kind she would draw hearts and stars on them

Same thing with sal, he loves kissing them,

making sure you feel the love he never got

For the one who would be most likely to develop a crush… 👀 

I think sal would..

If you showed never wavering love and devotion to that man he would just melt 

actually tears up if he showed you his face and you didn’t recoil back 

Like what did he do to deserve you?

Nothing bbg it’s all you

*sobs* give him love!

If you were with Larry I imagine you guys having late night drives…

Listening to ear fracturing death metal as you talk about your guys hopes and dreams..

Tʜᴀᴛs ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ! I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs!! I ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍʏ ᴀɴᴏɴs ғᴇᴅ! ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ! ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟɪɢʜᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2!

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪs! ɪ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ I ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs! ᴀs ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ɪɴ sᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇǫs! I ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴘᴇᴡɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ! ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ , ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴏʀ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ! THANK YOU ♡︎

[prismuffin]

can you do sal x reader who is having mental break downs because of the pressure of their family and bullying please?

A/n: Ofc! I made this a little drabble/oneshot

I'm Here

Sal Fisher x gn!reader

( summary: Sal catches you having a panic attack and quickly comforts you )

warnings?: Reader having a panic attack, mentions of parents and a hard life at home and school, sal comforts! No use of Y/n!!

!-!more under the cut!-!

It was quiet, eerily quiet.

That's what Sal thought as he walked through the halls of your apartment. You both were supposed to hang out today after school but you never showed up to his door. He went searching for you because of this and soon found that your apartment door was unlocked, your parents gone along with their shoes and coat but yours were still there. He feared the worse as he neared your room at the end of the hallway. Maybe the demon of Addison Apartments got you? From all the shit he's seen he thinks seeing you dead would be the worst of them all. Turning the handle to the door slowly he peeked inside as best he could with his mask restricted view.

He heard you before he fully saw you, your sniffles and shaky breaths being evident. It made him open the door quicker, seeing your shivering form by the end of your bed. “Shit!” He practically ran over to you, crouching down by you, his hands hovering over your form as he wasn’t sure if he should touch you. “Are you ok?” He asked, speaking softer now than before. You obviously shook your head, face pressed between your hands as you faced the floor, your knees hunched in on themselves as you sat in a protective manner. “I-I-I can’t I-“ an especially hard sob left your throat as you tried to speak, your feelings practically choking you with a vicious grip. “Shh shh it’s ok, panic attack?” you nodded quickly and he sighed. “Can I touch you?” You were hesitant, but soon nodded anyway. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, replacing your hands on your face with his shoulder. He didn’t care if his shirt got ruined from you crying on it he could just wash it. He felt your body shake violently and decided to calm you down. “Can you breathe with me?” He asked and you shook your head against his shoulder. "I c-can't, I c-" “Yes you can, here breathe with me ok?” You nodded slowly and he began taking deeper breaths. “In,” he inhaled, feeling you attempt to follow, your shaky breaths echoing against the skin of his neck. “Out,” he exhaled and you did too, sniffling at the end. He was quick to tell you to breath in again, hold for four seconds or so and then tell you to release the breath, hoping some of the anxieties would escape with it.

After a while your breathing seemed to naturally slow. You weren’t shaking as much anymore, and the little amount left was pushed away by Sal stroking your back comfortingly. Your grips on each other were tight as you calmed down from your recent episode. “Do you mind telling me what triggered this?” He asked, speaking softly and waiting until you felt comfortable to speak. There was no pressure if you didn’t want to, but he’s helped you out this much. “Everything just came crashing down on me…” you mumbled, gripping him tighter as you continued. “My parents are always p-pressuring me about stuff and it drives me insane. And when I think I finally get a chance to get away from it all I get mocked and ridiculed at school..” a stray tear fell from your eyes, coating Sal's already soaked shirt. "It started back up again?" You nodded and he sighed, "and you didn't tell me?" He mumbled, "I'm sorry-" "No, no it's ok you did nothing wrong- just let me know the next time it happens alright? I'll give them a taste of their own medicine when they try and pick on you ok?" You practically giggled at his words, it was short lived and very abrupt but it was a little bit of a laugh either way and it made Sal smile. "What? Don't think I can handle them?" "I just don't want you getting hurt Sally," he grumbled jokingly, wearing a joking expression that you couldn't see for two different reasons. He felt you smile against his shoulder, "Thanks Sal." You mumbled and he nodded, "I'll hold you for as long as you need."

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The Anomaly (Sally Face and The Hex Crossover!)

Sado x Reader (a little bit of Sally Face x Reader)

[Author’s Note: So I’ve been hyper fixated on Sally Face again so I decided to do a crossover. Enjoy!

⚠️Warning for spiders, especially a spider crawling on the reader]

     “So what are we looking for?” Larry asks, kicking around whatever damaged objects were in his path. You hold the Gear Boy in your hands as Todd and Sally use their flashlights to guide your way. 

“I’m not exactly sure but I’ve had my eyes on this place for a while. Nockfell is weird but this house just feels out of place.” Todd picks up an old photo from off the floor but it’s too worn to see what the image contains. 

At first glance, Nockfell was just a shabby little town. There was nothing strange about it. But the abandoned mansion on top of a hill stuck out like a sore thumb. It was only a matter of time before the residence would become a spot worth investigating, especially since no one seemed to know the origins behind this place. Todd spent hours searching for something but it was in vain. 

This wasn’t your first time going ghost hunting. You and your friend group had been on many adventures. You had seen things that you shouldn’t have seen but even so, something about this place didn’t seem right. You never felt this apprehensive during a ghost hunt yet something drew you in closer. 

You grimace when you see a spider crawl out of a crack on the wall. You’ve never seen so many spiders in one place and that was saying something given how old and decrepit Addison Apartments was. They were everywhere and varied in size but were all a dark color.

You’re quick to assume that the strange sensation on your neck is just your mind playing tricks on you but it continues to descend down your to your shoulder where you see that the feeling was very real. A small yelp escapes your lips as you fumble to get the spider off of you. In your panic you move back and collide into Sally Face. Despite his shock he’s able to steady you with two hands on your shoulders. 

“So you can handle ghosts and demons but a tiny spider is where you draw the limit?” Larry moves closer to you guys and brushes the spider off of your shoulder. 

“At least they’re not afraid of glitter ponies.” Sally teases back, patting your shoulder before letting go of you. 

You continue walking, deciding to go a little farther ahead since you have the gear boy this time around. Amused glances are exchanged between you and Todd as the brothers begin to argue about their irrational fears. 

You had never really known what it felt like to be a part of such a close knit friend group until you started hanging out with Sally and the gang. You never felt left out and there was no petty drama. Your friends have helped you change for the better as ever since you started joining their paranormal adventures you had become braver. You can’t believe it’s already been years since you met them in high school. 

You look over at Sally who was playfully shoving Larry. When your eyes meet he flashes a peace sign your way until Larry shoves him back, causing your masked friend to almost fall. 

It’s hard not to stare at Sally. Even with his face obscured he was still very expressive with his body language. There was something charming about him that drew you in and made you feel comfortable. He was calm but he had the brightest personality of anyone you knew. 

But what would he see in you?

“I think we’ve explored all of the first floor.” Todd opens a few drawers, adding whatever he thinks is useful into his bag. 

“About time, this place is massive.” Larry points his flashlight towards the stairs. There’s a few holes but it seems steady. 

You think it’s strange that you guys haven’t seen anything by now. This mansion is too spooky not be housing some ghosts. Hopefully some paranormal activity will be found soon, it’s starting to get dark. 

“I’ll head up first since I have the gear boy.” You say as you approach the stairs, looking at which places you should avoid. 

“Are you sure?” Sally speeds his pace so he’s beside you. A strange feeling of foreboding washes over him. He knows that you’re strong but this is unknown territory. But maybe he’s just letting his feelings get the better of him. 

You smile at your friend. “I’ll be okay. The stairs don’t look too bad.” 

You take your first steps up with one hand on the railing just to be cautious. You made sure to avoid the holes.

“See? The stairs are fine, you just need to know where to step-!” The wood underneath your shoes creak before snapping. You don’t have time to shriek as you begin to fall through the first floor and into the cellar. 

Your friends try to reach for you but they’re too late. The only thing they can do is stare at the Y/n-shaped hole on the floor. You land with a harsh thud that causes them to wince. 

They can hear a quiet groan and they’re filled with relief. If you’re making a sound it means you’re alive. 

“Holy fuck! Are you alright!?” Larry calls out to you. He points his flashlights at the hole you fell in, he can see you but it wouldn’t be smart to drop down. 

You sit up, reaching your hand out for the gear boy. Even if it can’t do anything to help you in your predicament it feels better to have it with you. 

“I’m okay!” You call out. “I can’t tell for sure but I think I’m in some sort of wine cellar.” The light of the gear boy isn’t very bright but it reflects off of bottles that line the walls. 

“We’re going to find a way to get to you, just stay put.” 

You don’t want your friends to leave you alone here but you know it’s for the best. It wouldn’t be wise of them to fling themselves down the hole so hopefully they can find out where the cellar door is. It’s hard to believe that none of you saw it in your thorough search of the downstairs. 

The footsteps of your friends start to fade until you can’t hear them at all. They told you to stay put but maybe you could try to find the way out as well. You couldn’t just sit here as your friends do all the work. 

It’s dark but you move forward, keeping one arm outstretched so you don’t bump into anything. It started to feel less like a room and more like an endless void you were wandering in. The only thing reminding you that you weren’t lost in nothingness was the occasional crunch of glass beneath your shoes from broken wine bottles. 

A green light fills the room and you almost drop the gear boy in your alarm. You’ve used the device plenty of times but never alone like this before. 

You press the button on the gear boy and sparks shoot out from it. All of the ghosts you’ve seen materialize from flesh and bone as if the decomposition process was happening in reverse. You’ve never seen an apparition form from spiders skittering towards the center of the room. 

You take several steps back, screaming for your friends but there’s no sign of them. You’re going to be dealing with this entity alone.

It has a human shape but it’s too pale, its smile is too wide. You can’t identify the time period of this ghost by its clothing and there’s no wounds that would indicate a cause of death. You’ve never seen anything like it. 

“I was hoping it would be you.” 

“…What?” 

“It’s exactly what it sounds like. I knew you guys would find me eventually, especially with your fancy thingamajig but you were the one who caught my eye.” 

Is this ghost flirting with you? You stare at it silently with your brows furrowed. You were prepared for threats, prophecies of doom, or just casual conversation but definitely not flirtations.

Even if this is weird you have to remember why you and your friends came here in the first place.

“Can you tell me about yourself? Or maybe this place?” You decide to get straight to the point, especially since this ghost doesn’t seem to be going through any emotional turmoil and should be easy to talk to. 

“Right, how rude of me not to introduce myself.” She takes her hat off and bows dramatically. “I’m Sado, I was the ring leader of a traveling circus before my…permanent retirement.”

Out of all the ghosts you’ve seen, Sado doesn’t seem bothered by her death. She’s also being receptive to your questions. Most ghosts just say some cryptic things then disappear before they can give you answers. 

“What happened to cause your…uh-permanent retirement?” You shift around uncomfortably. You doubt that she’s going to take offense but it’s not a fun question to ask.

The apparition takes a step closer to you, leaning in just a little bit. “What I presumed happened to all the other ghosts you’ve talked to. Nockfell makes it hard to stay out of trouble, corruption finds you easily here and once it has its grip on you, you won’t want it any other way.” 

You’re taken aback. Sado is leaning closer, both of you just staring at each other for a moment. You can’t see a thing behind her eyes but she’s staring deep into your soul. 

“You seem nice, if I were you I would get out of here while you still have the chance. There are no happy endings in Nockfell.” 

There’s a warning behind her smile. Even with her laidback tone it seems like she genuinely cares for your safety. 

Sado was like you once. She was fun and outgoing, maybe even rambunctious at times. When she was human she went by a different name that she can’t even remember that anymore. 

The rest of the details start to get fuzzy but she knows that for the last few years of her life she wasn’t human. Something had gotten its hold on her but she was far too stubborn. In the end, she was the one possessing the entity that tried to control her. It may have corrupted her in the process but she had won the fought for control and now she was more powerful in death than she was in life.

Before you can question her a light fills the room and the spiders scatter back into the dark crevices of the cellar. You squint at the flashlight being aimed at your face. 

“Y/n! Are you hurt?” The moment you hear Sal’s voice you bolt towards it. If you weren’t as shocked from your ghost encounter, you might have cried tears of joy to see your friends again. 

“Yeah I’m fine, what took you guys so long?” Sally helps you climb up to the first floor and you let out a sigh of relief. Hopefully the worst is over for the day. 

“The door was hidden underneath a bunch of shit. We only found you because Sally Face had one of his freaky visions again.” You hand the gear boy back to Sally, wanting nothing to do with it for the meantime. 

“Did anything happen in the cellar? You look a shaken up.” Todd puts a hand on your shoulder and you nod. 

“There was a ghost down there but can we talk about it later? I want out of this place.” No one opposed to your question as it was starting to get late. It had been a tiring day and you being separated from the group gave everyone a fright. 

There would be time to ask questions but it was time to get out of that creepy place. Sado is the only thing you can think about on the ride home.

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Doc

Summary: the day after spending the night with Natasha

Warning(s): language, implied smut, mentions of anxiety

2- elevator kiss

Sunlight poured in through the thin curtains. Groaning, you tried to cover your eyes from the intrusive light. Keyword: tried. Natasha cuddled in closer to your chest, light murmurs falling from her lips. Minutes passed by as you stared at the woman curled up in your arms. An all-too familiar feeling bloomed in your chest as you brushed a strand of hair out of Natasha's face.

'Great, (y/n). Great. Now look at what you've done.'

It wasn't only love (love? could you really call it love? you've known Natasha for all of two minutes) that swarmed in your heart. Shame set in. You were still married, even if your marriage was falling apart. Addison was still your wife, the woman you made vows to love through good and bad, the woman who you thought was the love of your life. But, how could you deny the wanting for the brunette in your arms?

Maybe it was love at first sight. You were a romantic. Natasha made you feel something that Addison never could, not even in all the years of your marriage.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by Natasha waking up, her eyes wide as she saw that she was cuddled into your side. Quickly scrambling to her feet, the woman grabbed her undergarments and started to get dressed as you watched from the floor. Boxes of new furniture laid scattered throughout your new house since you and Pete were too lazy to start setting things up last night.

When Natasha suggested going to your place, you had mentioned to her that you were still moving in. She disregarded what you said and grabbed a blanket that had been lying around, before draping it on the ground and stripping you of your clothes.

"Well, uh, this was fun, but I have to go I'm late to work," Natasha stammered, her cheeks flushed as she watched you slowly button up the shirt you were wearing last night

You had grabbed your phone from the floor and checked all your unread messages. Some from Pete, two from your new boss, and many from your wife. Sliding it into your shirt pocket, you smiled up at Natasha.

"Or you could stay and we could continue," you grinned as Natasha shook her head, a breathy laugh leaving her.

"I really gotta go! So, uh, thank you, uh..."

"(y/n)."

"(y/n)," Natasha repeated, shaking the hand that you had stuck out, "Natasha." Whispering the name to yourself, you let Natasha grab her things before she rushed out the door. The sound of her car pulling out of the driveway caused you to sigh as you grabbed your phone again and dialed Pete.

{"Hello?" }

"Mavy! Morning! You think you can give me a ride to work?"

{"(y/n), I called you 10 times last night! Why didn't you pick up!?"}

Chuckling, you walked towards your room and grabbed some new clothes before taking them with you to the bathroom. You grabbed a towel from the closet before setting the phone on speaker and down on the counter.

"I'll tell you about it when you come pick me up. I'm gonna take a quick shower so be here in like 20 minutes! Okay? Thanks! Love ya!"

{"(y/n)! Don't hang up the phone! Tell about last night no-"}

You hung up the phone and smiled before jumping into the shower. By the time you were done getting ready, Pete was already parked outside on his Kawasaki, a frown on his face. Grabbing your bag, guilt filled you as you stared at Pete.

"I'm sorry, really I am. I just- I brought someone home last night and lost track of everything." You hated making Pete upset. He was basically your mother and father, your only parent figure. Sighing, he opened his arms. Smiling, you shuffled closer and let your own arms wrap around him.

"I just made me really worried."

"I know. But, I'm an adult, Pete. I can make my own decisions and can take care of myself."

"You don't think I know that? Kid, look at you. All grown up with your own house, your own profession, your own life. I just- I'm worried you're being reckless after Addison."

Ouch. That stung. Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell was worried that YOU were being reckless? This man was the definition of reckless. You know his worry came from a good place, it did, but it annoyed you a little.

"Let's just get to work, ya?"

You weren't normally nervous when you went to work. It was the only place you never felt anxiety. You were a talented surgeon which made people look at you in respect in the hospital.

But, you weren't in the hospital. You were at the Top Gun base as the new head doctor that would overlook the medbay and would teaching emergency medicine and procedures to whoever Admiral Simpson told you to.

Pete had long left your side as you made your way to Admiral Simpson's office. The man had been waiting for you outside his office when you finally made your way over.

"Sir," you nodded in respect.

"Dr. (l/n)," the taller man nodded, "Your resume impressed me."

"Thank you, sir."

"Walk with me." And you did. You followed Beau towards the medical wing as he walked you through where everything was. You met some of the staff and acquainted yourself, some even complimenting you on your success back in New York.

Another taller man had walked towards you as Beau went over the group of aviators that you'd be teaching emergency procedures to. "Dr. this is Admiral Bates, Warlock."

You smiled as you shook his hand, "It's an honor, sir."

"Likewise. We're lucky to have such a skilled surgeon like you on base." Your pride swelled as the two men exchanged words before motioning for you to follow.

The walk to the hanger where the Top Gun graduates were waiting seemed to drag on longer. Someone had yelled "Attention" and you stood next to Beau as Solomon addressed the group of aviators. You could feel eyes on you but kept your gaze foward.

You weren't raised in a military family. Your father had been a surgeon just like you were. He had met Pete when the pilot had been in a bad accident that the doctors on base couldn't handle. So, he had been sent to the nearest hospital and you father fixed him. Ever since then, Pete had been in your family's debt. Your mother was a piano teacher, only teaching kids on your street. You had learned military discipline from Pete, even though he never stuck to it.

'These scrubs are itchy. Shit, I shoulda taken that granola bar from Mavy before I ditched him.'

Your wandering thoughts only stopped when you spotted Pete making his way towards the podium. Several of the aviators turned to look at him, some of awe, some of embarrassment, and one of hate. Wait, hate?

Your eyes lingered on the same man that Pete had been staring at yesterday. His brown hair, brown eyes, awesome pornstache, and scars on his neck/face were all familiar. You'd 100% met him or at least seen him from somewhere. Your staring was cut short when the man of your attention turned to look at you.

Embarrassment flooded your system as you snapped your eyes away from him. In doing so, you made eye contact with the same beautiful brown ones you had woken up to. This was great. Your job was off to a great start.

"And this is Dr. (l/n). She'll be teaching you all emergency medicine procedure," Pete said, all heads now turning to you. You forced out a smiled and waved your hand, your gaze now anywhere except the guy with the pornstache and Natasha. "She'll be doing physicals for all you first before moving onto emergency situations. You'll treat her with respect. She could very well be the deciding factor on whether you fly this mission or not."

'Great, way to ease me into this, Mavy. Thanks, really.'

"With that being said. Today, we'll start with what you only think you know. Show me what you're made of." Everyone had begun to file out as you hung back, biting on your nail, waiting for Pete. You caught one of the pilots pointing at you and elbowing the person next to him and dread filled you. This was like high school, but ten times worse.

"What's up, Kid?" Pete asked, a gentle smile on his face when he noticed your unease. Furrowing your brows, you took a deep breath in.

"I'm gonna tell you something and you can't react, or make a face, or a noise. Nothing."

"Okay..."

"I slept with the one of the pilots."

"Oh."

"You said you wouldn't say anything!" you slapped Pete on the arm. The older man flinched in response before turning to you with a panicked look.

"Which one was it? Was it the one with the mustache?" You slowly nodded, once again biting on your nail. Pete looked at you stunned, as if his entire world had just fall apart.

"You slept with Bradley?"

"So, his name's Bradley, huh? Wait- Bradley Bradshaw?" Confusion spread onto Pete's face as he jaw dropped slightly.

"He didn't tell you name?"

"What? Oh no, it wasn't him I slept with. I just wanted to know his name cause I know you wouldn't tell me even if I asked."

Groaning, Pete rubbed his face with his hands before glaring up at you through his fingers. "You really are a menace."

Giggling, you punched his arm before giving him a serious look. "I really did sleep with one of them, though. It was Natasha."

"Thank God..."

"Still not a good thing!"

Luckily for you, the pilots had been busy facing off against Pete the majority of the day. The pilot explained the bad blood between him and Bradley and you knew why you recognized him. He looked just like his father, and you'd seen the photos of Nick and Pete when they best known as "Goose and Maverick". You then explained what had occured between you and Natasha, greatly expressing the feelings that bubbled earlier that morning. While Pete was initially disappointed in what you did, he understood why you had done it, even if you didn't yourself.

So, that leads us to here, with you the medbay filling out paperwork as soft jazz played from your speaker. You found out from one the nurses that Pete had managed to shoot down every single pilot. You'd let out a loud cackle as you tried to picture their faces.

The aviators had been dismissed for the day and told to come in early tomorrow morning to get their physicals done. Before getting their physicals done, you needed to plan out the emergency situations and what you'd be teaching them tomorrow and get it Beau before training started tomorrow morning. Why he couldn't let you know that he wanted all the lessons in writing before was beyond you. You didn't question him, though. Too much work.

The strain in your neck made you lean back as you sighed. Most of the medical staff had gone home already. Fishing out your phone, you shot Pete a text asking if he was still on base. While waiting for his reply, you gathered all your paperwork deciding that it was better to take home then spend more time on base. Placing it all in your bag, you grabbed your phone to see Pete's reply.

[Mavy] Already left. Sorry Want me to swing back?

Grumbling, you sent him a quick 'please' before making your way to the elevator. You should get Pete to drop you off at a car dealership and then but whatever car you pleased, you thought. You definitely had the funds for it. The doors opened as you stepped in, pressing your back to the wall opposite of the doors. Slinging your bag on your shoulder, you skimmed through Addison's texts. They were all the same really. Just different variations of "I'm sorry", "Please call me", "Come home", "We need to talk", "You can't do this", "Think about everything we've been through, love".

The ding of the elevator doors opening made you look from your phone. Once again, you were face-to-face with Natasha. Her hair was wet and the smell of generic bar soap filled the elevator as she stepped in. Her eyes stayed planted on the floor as she positioned herself facing away from you, only her back visible to you. Her hair, even wet, was still in a tight bun.

"I like it when your hair's down," you blurted out. She visibly stiffened and didn't reply. "This really what we gonna go, Sunshine?" you pushed off the wall and stood shoulder to shoulder with her. Natasha forced her eyes to stay forward and not look at you.

"We should forget what happened between us."

"Which part? The part that you slept with me or the part where you rushed out of my house this morning. Both are fond memories for me."

Natasha slowly looked up at you as you swallowed. If you had to pick one thing about Natasha that you loved, it would be her eyes. They were dark and memorising. When she passionate about something, they sparkled, you noticed when she told about flying last night. You also noticed that they were extremely expressive. Like, right now. Even when she was telling you that she wanted nothing to do with you, her eyes pleaded for you to just take her.

"You're technically my teacher and I'm your student."

"That's never stopped anyone before, ya know."

Shaking her head, the brunette let out a dry laugh as she crossed her arms. "I'm not ruining my career for some hotshot doctor."

"You think I'm a hotshot?" you teased, happy to see her cheeks flare up in red. Noticing the elevator was almost at the first floor, you quickly pressed the stop button. Shocked, Natasha turned to look at you with wide eyes.

Smiling, you gently placed a hand on her hip before leaning in, "If you want me to stop and drop this, then say it. Say it and I won't ever bother you again." At a loss for words, Natasha could only stammer as you slowly cradled her face in your other hand.

You had been staring so intently at her lips that it took you by surprise when she wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you down into a heated kiss. Taking your shock as an opportunity, Natasha bit your lip as you pushed her into wall.

A buzzing in your pocket made you pull away as Natasha panted for air, her cheeks a deep red and lips slightly bruised. Cursing under breath, you pressed the stop button again as the elevator continued its descent down.

"I like kissing you," you whispered into the shorter woman's ear as she shivered. Her hands had been gripping your white lab coat that you had been wearing on top of your normal clothes. Gently unwrapping her hands, you smiled at her softly one last time before stepping back as the doors of the elevator opened. You stepped out and winked over your shoulder before making your way towards the parking lot where Pete was parked.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked at the weird dreamy look on Pete's face. "Are you high or something? Cause if you are, then I'm just gonna call a cab or something." Pete laughed you off as you grimaced before telling him of your plans to by a car this afternoon. That as much as you loved his Kawasaki, you needed your own car.

[crystallizedshowers]

Heteroclite

~Sally Face OC Story~

WARNING: This chapter contains violence that some might find harmful and traumatizing! Read at your own risk!

It had been a little over a month since I came to Nockfell. Things had been relatively good for the most part: I went a decent amount of time getting good sleep, but during the change of seasons, the nightmares started up again. First dream I had was as a young lady wearing a cloak for some organization. I was gathering pieces for a ritual and became possessed by the red eyed demon. I tried desperately to cling to my humanity, but the spirit was too strong and I lost to the darkness. In other instances, I was a victim who was kidnapped and used as a sacrifice by the same hooded people.

As far as my mysterious powers, Todd informed me that I might be some sort of medium, having a special connection with spirits than most people do. When I asked him what I could do to prevent it, he meekly smiled at me and told me I could only embrace it and over time I would get used to it. As far as my nightmares, he suggested using crystals or even a dream catcher to aid in my nightly terrors. Larry and Sal joined me on my journey to buy some crystals, amethyst and selenite. Larry finding the whole thing stupid whereas Sal was kind of intrigued.

My relationship with mom became more loose as the days went by. We hardly ever saw each other. The days she was off, she was so exhausted and slept all day, wanting the house to be completely silent. I spent most of my time either in my room or at the park. The days I was home by myself, I spent hanging out at the Addison apartments with Larry and Sal. Every now and then I'd help babysit Ben with Ashley. Although I was happy to have friends, a sadness sat in my heart at not seeing my mom anymore. Back when dad died, mom became so depressed, she spent her time devoted to work and left me with my aunt majority of the time. I didn't want to complain though, I didn't deserve to have her undivided attention at any given moment. Yet some form of attention every now and then would make me happy.

With mom being at work constantly, left me being stuck with David every now and then. That meant I was stuck at home cooking for the piece of shit. He'd argue with me over pointless shit so I'd always reside to my room and only came out when absolutely necessary. I guess the guy was pissed off at mom being at work as much as I was. He wasn't fond of me and I remember him telling me he didn't like children upon our first meeting. He said mom having a kid was almost a deal breaker for him and he couldn't wait till the day I went to college. I'd also have to pick up after him while he was home, empty beer cans and plates of food left for me to clean. Told me that it was a woman's job to take care of the man, and he was doing me a solid by preparing me for my future husband. Thankfully the guy was only home for a couple of days during the month so I've only seen him twice since moving here, but I hated having him at the house. I wish he'd disappear.

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I stumbled forward, making hard contact with the metal lockers in front of me. Travis letting out a laugh as I scrambled back to my feet. "Kat, are you okay?" Sal asked, helping me up. I nodded my head, Larry taking a threatening step towards Travis. "Dude, leave her alone!" Travis took a step forward towards Larry sneeringly, "What are you going to do about it?" Larry bunched his hand up in a fist ready to beat Travis, "I'm gonna kick your ass!" I grabbed Larry's fist tugging the boy backwards away from the blonde. "No no no let's not do that." I muttered. I reached back grabbing Sal's hand, and pulled the boys the opposite direction of Travis. I guided the two down the hallway out of earshot.

"That guy is such a prick." I murmured. "If you think that, why don't you go off on him?" Larry muttered, still glaring down the hallway. "I'm close to reaching my breaking point," I sighed, rubbing my hands through my hair. I was beyond exhausted, and it was evident on my face. Travis hadn't given up in the past month, even with me ignoring him on several occasions. From one of jackets being stolen and found in a trash can later in the day, to sticking gum in my chair during math class, he was determined to make my life hell. He didn't like the fact I was smart and Mrs. Packerton had taken a liking to me. My encounter with him that first Friday added enough fuel to keep him going long after me not fighting back. "Besides what do you want me to do?" "Knock him the fuck out or let me do it!" Larry huffed. "No Larry! That's just gonna cause issues for Lisa!"

I motioned towards myself, "What kind of damage could I do to that guy? I mean look at me." Larry laughed, "What are you talking about? You've landed some pretty solid punches on me before." I rolled my eyes, "It's different when I'm fake fighting versus real fighting." "Shit if you hit that hard play fighting, I don't wanna know how hard you hit when you're pissed." Larry laughed, his shoulders relaxing. I let out a sigh, relieved that he finally calmed down. I felt a warm embrace from behind, Ash's voice ringing out happily. "Hi guys! I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to go home." The group voiced in agreement and Ash came around, standing in front of me. Her face formed a frown and I knew exactly what was coming out of her mouth. "Kat! Where's the hairpin I gave you this morning?" She huffed. I adverted my gaze stepping back from her face as she leaned in examining my face. "I dunno. Guess it must've fallen out."

"Kat seriously? I wish you would keep up with them and keep your hair out of your face!" She reached for my face and I ducked, dodging her advances. I backed down the hallway, examining my nonexistent watch "Oh well look at the time! The buses will be here soon!" I hurriedly made my way down the hallway ignoring the very annoyed Ashley yelling at my back. I opened the door, sun warming up my face as I stepped outside. I stood next to the flag pole, leaning on it as I waited for the bus to show up. "Where's everyone else at?" Todd's monotone voice came beside me. "In the hallway talking to Ashley." I answered back. "She was bickering at you about your hair again, wasn't she?" I grinned at his question, face giving away the answer to his question. "Where were you at?" I asked. "With Neil." I nodded my head. I had met Neil a while back. It took me by surprise, Todd being gay, but I was happy he was comfortable enough with me to introduce us.

"Still haven't gotten much sleep huh?" Todd asked, staring at my face. I assume he noticed the bags under my eyes. After all I think I get about 3-4 hours of sleep a night. I felt like a walking zombie at this point. "Nope. Those crystals and dream catcher don't seem to do anything for me. They worked for a few nights, but dreams came back tenfold." I stretched my arms above my shoulders. My hood was grabbed and yanked over my head, startling me. Larry's laughter filling my ear drums. "You're such an ass!" I seethed, playfully shoving the guy. Larry wrapped his arm around my shoulder, grabbing his other arm, putting me in a head lock. "Only to you!" We laughed as I tried to wiggle my way out of his grip, a teacher clearing their throat and shooting a disapproving look our way. Causing us to stop and move away from each other. Sal came to the group a few minutes later, he had stayed back to talk to Ashley about something. Buses arriving shortly after and lining up in front of us and we piled on to ours, heading home.

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I stared at the grass, watching the blades shift ever so slightly with ants and various bugs crawling undetected underneath. My mind was numb, body numb, my whole existence was numb. Muffled chattering was happening all around me, and I blankly stared off into space unaware of my surroundings. "Kat?" Ashley's voice rang out, bringing me back down to earth. I turned to look at her, "Hm?" "You okay?" I nodded my head, turning my attention back to the courtyard. The group decided to spend our lunch outside to enjoy the weather. "You don't look so great Kat." Neil mentioned, taking a seat on the bench next to me. "You mean she looks like shit." Larry mumbled, earning some disapproving glances from the rest of the group. Ash slapping Larry on the arm, "You can't just tell a girl she looks like shit!" I waved them off, their loudness beginning to hurt my head.

The group went back to chatting and I stared off into the abyss, becoming distant with reality again. Last night's dream was throwing me off completely. I couldn't remember much about it, the only things I could remember was being underground and a gate with a giant pentagram on the floor. The place was creepy as fuck and it felt like my soul was being sucked out of my body. After waking up, my body felt weak and heavy bags rested under my eyes from the unfulfilling sleep. I was pretty much out of it for the rest of the day.

Travis had come up to the group at some point and was doing what he did best, antagonizing people. I didn't pay much attention to the guy, I was too busy staring off into space, questioning my life's meaning. I was abruptly grabbed off the bench, feet standing loosely on the ground and my collar gripped tightly in between Travis's calloused fingers. Multiple gasps exiting from the group and me lazily staring at Travis's dumb face. He opened his mouth and spoke, but I was still spaced out and didn't catch a word he was saying. I wonder if he knows that his nostrils flare when he's pissed? He tightened his grip on my jacket, choking me more and violently shook me. "Listen here you spacey bitch." He growled. I blinked my eyes, suddenly very aware of his rage. I guess he was upset I didn't hear his first bit of monologue.

"Sorry can you repeat that? I wasn't listening." I muttered, earning an even tighter grip on my jacket. "I know you weren't listening. You're nothing but a freak! No wonder you fit in so well with Sally face and his group!" He spat. This is what angered me, how dare he call us freaks? We were simply living our lives and he tormented us for doing just that. Existing. "If anyone is a freak here it's you Travis! Tormenting people just for laughs." I spat back. His eyes widened in surprise, before his face contorted back into bitter expression. Guess I touched a nerve. "Listen here you fucking bitch!" He growled. "I'm listening asshole!" I spat again. I didn't give two shits about playing nice anymore. This guy needed to be put in his place and I guess I'd be the one to do it. This seemed to enrage him even more and he yet again, tightened his grip on my collar, and lifting me off the ground. I let out a choke, my legs dangling off the ground and my windpipe constricted, having trouble letting in air. "Dude let her go! You're choking her!" Larry yelled at the blonde, who just ignored him.

Sal came to my aid, trying to de-escalate the situation before things got more ugly. "Hey Travis, why don't you just let go? You're choking her. We don't need things getting worse. " Sal muttered, reaching to grab me. "Piss off freak!" Travis yelled, shoving the blue haired boy back, who stumbled and fell on the ground. This is what did it. Watching a boy, who showed me kindness on multiple occasions despite being outcasted by multiple people for his prosthetic, getting shoved to the ground for me to finally lose my cool.

My fist ached as it collided with Travis's face, he didn't expect me to punch him. Hell I didn't expect to punch him. It just sorta happened. He stumbled backwards, gripping his face, letting me go. I inhaled a much needed breath before running to Sal to make sure he was okay. The group of friends standing to the side, watching this all unfold in horror. "Sal are you okay?" I asked, reaching my hand out to help him up. He nodded his head before grasping my hand, me pulling him back up to stand. I turned to look back at the blonde on the floor, but was greeted with a punch on the left side of my face sending me stumbling backwards. A loud group of gasps rang through my ears and it took time to comprehend the fact that Travis just punched me, and he didn't hold back in the slightest. I could taste blood, my cheek aching after being brutally mauled by the wires on my teeth.

I scrambled back to my feet, ready to hit the blonde again, only to be grabbed from the back. It was Todd, wrapping his arms around me in a desperate attempt to end this chaos. I yelled out in fit of rage, "Lemme go! I'm gonna end this fucker!" Travis went to lunge at me again, only to be grabbed by Neil. "What did you say? You little bitch!" He hissed, wiggling trying to get free. "Your personality is dog shit! You hear me? DOG SHIT." I yelled back at him. Larry was trying hard to stifle his laughter from behind Travis, albeit failing horribly. "You make everyone's life hell every day and I'm tired of it! Always going around and belittling anyone you see fit! Even going as far to shove people who were just trying to stop the situation from escalating!" I growled, still desperately trying to get out of Todd's hold. With every fiber of my being, I wanted to unleash all of my anger out on Travis. "Now guys, let's calm down!" Neil spoke, trying to, once again, de-escalate the situation.

Travis made a disgusted face to Neil, wiggling out of his grasp and throwing a nasty remark to him, "Let go of me you fucking faggot!" This further enraged me. Making homophobic slurs to someone whose company I enjoyed. I felt Todd's grip relax out of shock of the comment, and yanked myself free. "Don't call him that!" I yelled, lunging towards Travis, fist clenched. He turned around in horror at the close proximity of my voice, and I punched him in the face yet again. The boy fell to the ground, blood pouring from his nose, slight groaning escaping his lips. The door on the left opened and a group of horrified teachers and an angry principal walked out into the courtyard, staring at the scene in front of them: A beaten down church boy and an angry purple haired girl standing over him, fist still in the air. "Kathrine Gordon! My office now!" The principal yelled.

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I leaned my head back on cold concrete wall waiting for my mother to finally show up to the school. I had explained my side of the story, and was kicked outside to sit in the hallway while Travis gave his side. I closed my eyes, relishing how good it felt to close my eyes. A cold sensation on my cheek jerked me out of my trance, it was Ashley holding a cold water bottle to my cheek. I smiled and grabbed the bottle from her hands and pressing it to my aching cheek. Behind her was the rest of the group: Todd, Neil, Larry and Sal. Guess they came to check on me. "How's the face?" Ashley frowned. I shrugged, "Hurts like hell and the inside of my cheek is shredded so my mouth is on fire." Ashley grimaced at my cheek and I laughed, "For future reference, don't get punched in the face with braces." "That was such a cheap shot. Dude hit you when you weren't expecting it." Larry huffed. I snorted, "Well to be fair I don't think he was expecting me to hit him first. I deserved it to be honest."

"You didn't deserve any of it Kat! He's been bullying you nonstop for the last month! I'm surprise it took you this long to stand up to him!" Ashley lectured. I cracked the lid to the water bottle before taking a sip, grimacing at the taste of metal going down my throat. "I'm not one for confrontation though. If I'm being honest, I probably would've brushed it off if he hadn't shoved Sal like that." A laugh escaped my mouth as I grinned at the group. Ashley pulled her bandanna out of her pocket and pressed it to my lip, a hiss escaped my mouth at the pain. "He busted your lip pretty damn good." Ash murmured, staring at the open wound on my lip. "I'm fine Ash. I promise." I muttered to the best of my abilities. She shook her head, still dabbing the fabric to my bleeding lip.

"Hey Kat?" Neil spoke, catching my attention. "Hm?" "I appreciate you sticking up for us like that, but next time don't put yourself in that kind of spot. I'd hate to see him target you even more over taking our side." Neil said, crouching down to my level and earning a nod of approval from Sal. I chuckled, catching the group off guard, "Heh. I don't think I can do that." I relaxed against the wall and spoke again, "I'm not one for confrontation when it comes to myself, but I'm willing to get into fights to defend my friends!" Neil's face contorted into a sympathetic smile and he pat my head lightly, "Kat that's sweet of you, but I can't let a pretty girl like yourself getting hurt trying to defend us." "Yeah Kat! I feel awful that this happened because you were defending me." Sal spoke, fiddling with his hands. "Don't be. I shouldn't have bottled in all my anger in the first place." I shrugged. "I'm bad at expressing my feelings and I'll just bottle them up until I explode." Ashley removed the cloth from my lip and I took another sip from my water bottle, the metallic not as strong this time.

"You know you can talk to us about anything, right Kat?" Ashley smiled. I nodded, "Yeah. I'm just scared I'll end up talking your heads off." Ashley blinked, confused, before responding, "What do you mean? Normally we have a hard enough time getting a word out of you." I laughed, "Y'know most people who first meet me always complain that I'm too quiet, but then when I start opening up to them, they complain about not being able to get me shut up." Ashley smiled, "Well you won't be hearing those words come from me. Trust me Kat, you're always more than welcome to vent to me about anything." I nodded my head, "I'll be sure to remember that."

The front door of the school opened and my mom's figure came through the door. I inhaled, a pit of nervousness erupting in my stomach. I had never been in trouble before, and I'm sure a million thoughts were racking through her brain after the principal called her and told her, "Your daughter, Katherine is in the principals office. I need you to come to the school as soon as possible." Her eyes found my sitting figure on the floor and I hurriedly stood up along with Ashley and Neil. She rushed down the hallway and stopped in front of my form, bangs resting over my bruised face so she couldn't see. "Geez Kitty! You look like shit!" She spoke in a hush whisper, earning a loud chuckle from Larry. "Have you not been sleeping again?" I shook my head, there was no point in lying when the evidence was sitting under my eyes. "Are you staying up playing video games?" "No mom." "Then are you doing drugs?" I rolled my eyes, "Mom no offense, but I couldn't even afford any of the good stuff with the money I get from you and grandma." She laughed and her hands cupped my cheeks, brushing my bangs out of my face.

Her eyes widened and a low gasp escaped from her mouth, "Kitty, what the hell happened?" I grabbed her hands, pulling them away from my face. "Me and this guy got into a fight." "Was it that Travis boy?" She yanked her hands out my grasp before inspecting my face. I nodded my head as her hands trailed across my bruised cheek, hissing as she touched a sensitive spot. "Ow mom that hurts!" I slapped her hand away and her eyes found their way to my bloodied knuckles, grabbing my hands and examining them closer. "Did you at least land a good punch?" She asked, thumbs brushing over the opened wounds. "Oh yeah she laid him the fuck out." Larry's voice rang from behind us, mom looking up in his direction.  The group voiced their annoyance at Larry's choice of words when present in front of an adult, but my mother wasn't like other adults. She smiled at the group before turning her attention back to me, "Good. I was hoping you'd teach that boy a lesson."

The group was surprised to say the least, my mother was very relaxed about a lot of things, swearing and beating the shit out of bullies being a select few. "And who are these people Kitty? Friends?" I nodded my head and pointed at the group of people introducing mom to them. "I'm glad my Kitty has made so many friends since moving here!" She grinned. "Mom can we please stop with the nickname while you're here." I groaned, pushing my hair out of my face. "But everyone close to you calls you Kitty." I rolled my eyes, "Nobody outside of the family mom." "I think Kitty is a cute nickname." Ashley smiled. "It was her dad's favorite name to call her." Mom smiled back. "Mom please." I begged. I didn't want her to start telling them all about me. "What?" Mom asked, faking innocence. "Look I'm just excited I finally get to meet your friends! Although this isn't the way I wanted to meet them." I scoffed, "Mom if you met them on your terms, we would all be adults by time you finally got the time to." She turned to me, a grim look on her face, "Oh haha. Very funny."

"So what are the chances you're suspended?" Mom asked. "Oh I'm suspended without a doubt. The principal walked outside after I landed the second punch." I stated, taking another sip from my water before continuing, "Honestly I'd be surprised if I wasn't suspended." Mom sighed, "Well at least this isn't as bad as when you used to sneak out to go get high with your old friends." I choked on my saliva, "Geez mom! Why do you have to bring that up?" "Wait she'd sneak out?" Larry provoked, earning a glare from me. "It was awful! I'd go to leave for work in the morning and check on her and the bed would be empty. She'd be down the road at her friend's house, smoking and getting piercings. I swear she was trying to give me a heart attack." Mom spout, remembering my early teenage years. "Mom!" I yelled, desperately trying to get her to shut up. "Wait, piercings?" Neil pondered, raising an eyebrow. "Oh yeah. All those piercings she has done? They were done by her friend's older brother who was an apprentice at a tattoo shop. She left one day with no piercings and came home with two. Then four. Then came home with a bar through her ear."

I rolled my eyes, "Its not that big of a deal mom! Besides they were free, so it's not like you had to pay for them." Mom sighed, "Look here miss suspended, it doesn't matter if they were free or not. It's the fact you came home with piercings you didn't ask for." "Ay yi captain. There will be no more piercings from me." I murmured. Mom eyed me once again, hands cupping my face again, "Why haven't you been sleeping at night? Are you having those nightmares again?" I shook my head, "It's not a big deal mom." "Nightmares?" Ashley asked. Mom went to answer and I slapped my hand over her mouth before answering Ashley, "I have nightmares sometimes. Not a big deal."  I gave mom a 'don't go into further details' look and she nodded. I removed my hand from over her mouth, "Can we get food after this?" Mom stared at me dumbfounded, "You're about to be suspended and you want me to buy you lunch?" I nodded, grinning at her "Precisely."

"Fine. You staying at home or coming with me?" I blinked, "What go with you to the hospital?" "Yeah." I shook my head stretching my arms above my head and letting out a yawn. "Nah I think I'm gonna go home and get some sleep. I'm tired." "I know it's a new place, but I know how much you use to enjoy playing with all the kids!" The group seemed confused at her statement, several of them raising their eyebrow at me inquisitively. "Oh I used to take Kitty with me to the hospital! She used to play with the kids on the playground equipment and read stories to them. Everyone always said she was like their very own older sister." Mom smiled. "Y'know I think this place has a P.A system." I stated. Mom looked at me questionably and I answered, "Y'know you could talk through it and tell them my whole life story." Giggles erupted from the group, only to be cut short by the sound of the principals door opening.

Travis exited the door and walked down the hallway past us, muttering some incoherent words while glaring at me. "Kids. Lunch break is over. Head to your classes now." The principal stated, staring at the group. The group quickly dispersed, muttering quick farewells to me and my mother. "If you two will come in and have a seat." He gestured to the door, and we made our way inside, taking our seats. The door shut with a loud slam and the principal sat at his desk across from us.

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The group of four sat on the steps to Kat's house, Ashley opened the screen door and knocked on the beige door. A couple of footsteps rustled their way behind the door before it opened revealing Cynthia. Her surprised face was quickly lifted into a smile as she welcome the group into her house. The group piling in and taking their respective seats between the two couches. "Sorry guys! After we came home Kitty pretty much passed out." Cynthia smiled. "Do you guys want anything to drink?" The group answered, Cynthia pulling various cans from the refrigerator and setting them down on the coffee table. "What are you doing home? I thought your shift started at 3?" Larry questioned, taking a sip of his drink. Cynthia sighed, "Well Kitty was pretty upset after we spoke to the principal, so I decided to stay home to look after her."

"How long is she suspended?" Ashley asked. "Well originally it was going to be 3 weeks, but due to Kitty's grades and clean record, he shortened it. She'll be out of school the remainder of this week and all next week. Thankfully he let her bring her school work home to work on, and she'll get to retake any missed tests."  Cynthia spoke softly. "Feel free to play the game or put on a movie or something. I was about to cook dinner, but since you guys came, how bout I order a pizza?" The group voiced their affirmation for pizza and Cynthia made her way to the landline to order it.

Kat's sleepy figure made it's way into the living-room, wearing an oversized t-shirt and some pajama shorts. "Mom, who are you talking to?" She rubbed her eyes, pushing her extra frizzy hair out from in front of her face. "Well good morning sleeping beauty." Larry grinned. Kat jumped slightly at the unexpected voice, before turning her attention to the group in the living-room. "What are you guys doing here?" She yawned, taking a seat on the couch next to Ashley. "We came to check on you." She answered. "Oh. I'm doing alright. Gonna be bored being at home for the next 2 weeks, but I'll manage." Kat shrugged, hair falling back in front of her face. She sighed and pulled her hair into a ponytail using a spare hair tie on her wrist. "That's one gnarly ass bruise Kat." Larry chuckled, staring at her now bruised cheek. "Shut up, dickweed." She rebutted.

"So who would've thought you were actually a delinquent." Larry snickered, earning a glare from Kat.  "I'm not a delinquent!" She spat back at him. "Sneaking out? Going to smoke weed and come home with piercings. Sounds very rebellious to me." Larry laughed. Kat grabbed a decorative pillow and chunked it at Larry, hitting him in the face, "Shut it Larry." "Look I made friends with this girl in the neighborhood and turns out she liked smoking. I used to hang out with her while she smoked and come to find out her brother was an apprentice at the tattoo shop and offered me free food if I'd let him practice on me." Kat stated, earning a giggle from the group. "So you let a guy stab holes in your ear in exchange for food?" Sal asked, receiving a nod from Kat. "Which one hurt the most?" Ashley eagerly asked. Kat pointed at the industrial on her left ear, "This one was so painful."

"I don't think I've ever seen one of those." Ashley voiced, admiring the bar. "Apparently he saw someone in a fashion magazine with one and thought it'd suit me." "I think it suits you." Sal smiled, Kat returning his smile. "Thanks." Cynthia went into her room to retrieve her purse and shoes and entered the living room. "Kitty, I'm gonna go pick up the pizza. I'll be back in a little bit." Kat nodded her head, "Okay mom. Be careful. Love ya." "I love you" Cynthia smiled before exiting the house. "Your mom's nice." Todd spoke. "She is. I just hate that she's not around all the time." Kat sighed, getting up from the couch to retrieve a drink from the fridge. She cracked open the top, taking a sip before making her way back to the couch, grabbing a book off the side table. She set the drink on the coffee table, before flipping the book open from where she left off.

"Has she always been a workaholic?" Ashley asked. Kat shook her head, not looking up from the book, "She was before she met dad, but after they got married she settled down a bit. After dad died she threw herself into work to pay the hospital bills and hasn't stopped since." "Hospital bills?" Todd repeated. Kat's fingers flexed around the book, realizing she said too much. She sighed, closing the book and placing it on the table next to the drink. "I was in a pretty bad car accident when I was 6." Her fingertips began trailing up and down the scar on her leg. "Me and dad went out on one of our weekly outings, and some jackass ran the light and hit the passenger side. The door caved in and cut the hell out of my leg." Kat's voice trembled,  remembering the scene in her head. "Dad never liked wearing a seat belt." The sound of tires squealing and glass shattering echoing through Kat's ears as she spoke. "I woke up shortly after we crashed. The car was flipped and I woke up to my leg pouring blood and head hurting. Last memory I have of my dad is him lying lifeless in the middle of the road." The group all wore sympathetic expressions, feeling sorry for Kat and her experiences. Kat abruptly stood up, exiting the room and coming back moments later with a book. "Enough with the sad stuff. This is something my mom gave me for my 15th birthday." Kat flipped open the book, exposing a black and white picture of a young man with black hair. 'Jerry Gordon 1965' written in beautiful cursive writing.

The group huddled around the book, taking in the pictures as Kat flipped through the pages. The man aging ever so slightly, face gaining wrinkles as the pages flipped. "Mom was a traveling nurse and met dad at a hospital after he cut his hand open working on a motor. He asked her on a date and the rest is history." The next page was Jerry and Cynthia dressed in wedding attire, the date written underneath. Kat's fingers danced over the picture, caressing it as she reminisced. She closed the book, the group looking at her confused. "What? That's only halfway through the book."  Larry grumbled. He expertly snatched the book from Kat's grasp. Kat desperately tried to grab the book out of his grasp, he responded by holding the book above his head. "Larry knock it off." Sal grumbled. Kat grabbed the brunette's hair and yanked it, Larry yelping in pain. "Ow!" Kat snatched the book back out of Larry's grasp and took off out of the room, hiding the book back in it's safe spot in her room. She returned a moment later, face flushed in embarrassment and anger.

"Geez Kat I was just joking!" Larry mumbled, rubbing his hands through his hair. "That's what you get for teasing her." Ashley laughed. Kat sat down on the sofa, hands twirling in her purple locks. "You're an ass." Kat whispered. Larry flashed her a toothy grin, mumbling an apology, crouching down in front of her. She flicked his forehead, Larry cussing under his breath in pain. "You two seem to get along pretty well." Ashley smiled at the two of them. "Yeah I guess I got use to seeing this dummy every day." Kat grinned. "She's always over at the apartments now so I guess we've gotten comfortable bickering with one another." Larry smiled. Ashley was well aware of Kat's situation of spending the night at Larry's sometimes, and figure the two shared a close relationship.

Kat stood up, "Welp mom's back." Moments later a car horn was heard from outside. There was no indication of her mother arriving beforehand, no light shining in the window or hearing the gravel crunching under car tires. The group thought this was weird, but didn't voice their concern. Kat exited the house and returned with Cynthia moments later, pizza in their arms. The group voiced their excitement and dug into the boxes. The group happily chatting while enjoying the food.

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I sat on my bed, working on the various assignments for class. It had been 2 days since my suspension and the weekend arrived sooner than expected. I finished my bowl of food and exited my room to go wash the dish in the sink. The lock on the door clicked and I looked up at the sound, David appearing through the door seconds later. A frown appeared upon my face at his statue and I ignored him, continuing to scrub the dishes in the sink. My bruise had healed a little bit by this point, the dark purple now a light pink adorned with various shades of yellow. He sat his keys down in the key holder that rested on the counter, eyes staring at my small form. "Your mom called me." His deep voice rang out, the sound of the water shutting off moments later. I dried my hands on the hand towel before answering him, "And?" I wanted nothing more than to go to bed. The nightmares had ceased since the last one I had before my fight with Travis, but that didn't mean I was up to listen to David's bullshit.

"She told me you got in a fight." David's voice spoke, the room remaining silent for several minutes. "Yeah. What about it?" I met his gaze, trying to hold my ground, yet I could feel the anxiety building in the pit of my stomach. He maneuvered around the counter, towering over my figure. I didn't break my gaze, holding my ground. "Told me it was the Phelps boy from the church." He sneered. "Yeah so?" I spoke back. "The hell you going around getting in fights with a church boy?" He raised his voice. I gritted my teeth, adverting my gaze before scoffing. "What the hell does him being a church boy have to do with anything?" A sting rose across my cheek and a slap echoed across the room. I stumbled back into the sink, trying to grasp what had just happened. Did he just hit me?

My hand rested across my burning cheek and I stared wide at David, face contorted in anger and eyes staring daggers into my being. "You went and fought with a church boy!" Another blow to my other cheek caused me fall across the floor, gripping my cheek as tears began to flow down my face. "You're nothing more than a woman! And you think you have any right to go and fight with a man!" I opened my mouth to project and was interrupted by his boot colliding with my stomach. I desperately gasped for air as all oxygen fled from my lungs and I gripped my stomach in pain. My choked wheezes were the only thing to be heard echoing across the quiet house. "You think I don't know about the trouble you caused your mother years ago? Don't think I'm gonna sit around and not do anything while you go around acting like a delinquent." He unfastened his belt, yanking it through the loops on his pants and held it high in the air.

I took a deep breath, sobs escaping my mouth as I desperately pleaded for the man to stop. "No David don't!" His belt landing multiple blows across my skin, my pajamas doing little to protect me. My screams echoing across the house in pain as each blow made contact with my person. "I've had enough of you! You are nothing more than a woman! Do you hear me?" His voice rang through my ears in between the sound of leather hitting against flesh. I tried to crawl to my room, safety, only to be kicked in the side, thrown into the kitchen cabinets. I groaned, arms shielding my face as he proceeded to hit me on my untouched side. "You as a woman need to learn your place in this world! You'll always be second best!" I sobbed, "Stop David! Please! I'm sorry!" My cries falling on deaf ears and he continued his assault. My body ached all over and my head began ringing, body going numb as he continued to release his pent up rage on me. The cracks and my choked sobs echoing across the house, him grunting every so often and he reared back to hit me again.

I don't know if he got bored or if he was content with my disheveled figure on the floor, body curled up and blood protruding from the welts on my skin. He crouched down, grabbing my tear stained face in between his calloused fingers. "You are nothing. You hear? I know as soon as you leave for college your mom will have a weight lifted off her shoulders. Don't cause anymore problems for here on out, you understand?" I stared at him, lip trembling as I tried to hold myself together. His grip tightened around my chin and I winced. "Do you understand?" He yelled, causing me to jump. I nodded to the best of my abilities, tears pouring down my face once again. He let go and I fell back to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "Get out of my sight." He muttered, boots echoing across the floor as he made his way to his room. I stood up, taking a deep breath to console myself. I exited the front door, running down the side walk to one of the places I found the most comfort in: the park.

I sat in one of the swings, the cold air nipping at my red skin. Choked sobs escaping from my mouth as I buried my head in my hands. Who could I tell about this? Mom? No, I couldn't guarantee she'd believe me over him and I could ruin her chance at a happily ever after. I didn't like David, but he never did anything to raise suspicion to my mom. In her eyes, he was perfect. At the same time I was a trouble maker who had just gotten suspended from school for fighting with a boy. It was clear who'd she choose. It wasn't me. A loud sob escaped my mouth and I coughed, not being able to breathe. I was a delinquent. A problem child. I was a mistake, and I deserved every bad thing that has happened to me. I was nothing.

[whaleofatjme1920]

Guess what? I GOT A REQUEST!!

okay, so a roller skater (afab or gn plz) reader who’s also really grunge!

she grew up in the Addison Apartments and is loved by ALL of the residents, despite being a big trouble maker. She first meets Sal when she was going especially fast down a hallway. She was curving deeply on a sharp corner, one which Sal was just about to round by walking, when she slid right into his legs and toppled him over!

ofc, though it hurt, he was nice abt it and they chatted a bit (after the reader apologized profusely) and soon decided to hang out a bit.

so, my request is how do you think their relationship (romantically) would blossom after that?

I’m like half awake and answering this just like a conversation but it functions just normally except the hobbies and dates you guys have are pretty niche at times?? Also gender neutral. I almost always default to gender neutral now.

So I’m an old woman in a 21 year old’s body and I had to look up what grunge is bc I understand it’s,,, an aesthetic? Is it also a subculture?? I think it’s both? I have no idea what’s even in that subculture. After a brief look at Wikipedia’s page on the grunge aesthetic, I guess I can see the two of you going to record stores a lot and having jam sessions very regularly.

Listening to music together is a must. You guys make playlists for each other to introduce different, but similar artists and what have you to one another.

Idk if you’re a smoker or not but I don’t think Sal likes cigarettes. Weed is cool though, yeah he’s always up for getting high. I guess hopelessness and disenchantment with modern society is another part of being grunge??? That often makes it’s way into photography the two of you have.

Will admit I think he’s more “bubbly” than you at times.

Yeah, you guys have a Polaroid wall.

Sal is a good roller skater. That also makes it’s way into dates you guys have.

I can’t help but feel you guys have coordinating outfits at times.

He might have bad pickup lines relating to how the two of you met. He really doesn’t understand why you were roller skating/roller blading? In the hallways though.

Now the two of you get to cause trouble together :]

[theinconveniencing]

sorry I’m done being vague and I took a shower and am listening to addison rae’s ep to calm myself down so I can actually s at what happened now because I’m legit sick because I’m so upset. and I realized after typing all this out it’s Really embarrassing and super mega oversharing so I’m putting it under a cut

so like my sister bi guy 2 sarah suitemate and I were all sitting around and bi guy was explaining the plot of nope to my sister and my sister was taking notes in my notebook because she’s weird and takes notes when somebody is explaining a movie to her. love that girl. so when she was done I was flipping through the notebook and I found the pros and cons list her and I made the first day that her and her boyfriend started dating. and we were joking about the pros and cons list earlier so I was like “lol look it’s the pros and cons list” and sarah was like “can I see that” so I gave it to her and I handed her the notebook and she made to rip out the page and I was like “come on man that’s my notebook” and she’s like “no it’s my writing it’s mine” and we went back and forth and I was having a shitty day and a shitty couple of days a shitty week like I’m so fucking stressed so I just snapped. like I’ve never snapped like this before in my life and I said “sarah you’re boyfriend is a fucking asshole that nobody likes!” which was really uncalled for yes but if you’ve been here since last year you know this tension has been building literally ever since we met. anyways she didn’t respond she just ripped the page out and walked to her room so I followed her and was like “sarah.” and she closed the door in my face then I told her everything that I’ve been feeling for the past two days I’ve been here. which is essentially i was so stressed about moving in and starting classes and coming back to [city] but I thought all of that would get better once I actually got here and settled in but ever since I got here she hasn’t barely even talked to me. like I moved to this place I’m not familiar with and the only person that could make this place feel like a home is barely even talking to me and is acting like she doesn’t care about anything I say when we do talk and I just don’t understand why she’s treating me like this and ignoring me. like I’ve been alone ever since I got here and she’s not putting in any effort to make me feel welcome so I don’t even feel comfortable in my own fucking apartment. etc. and at some point I said I was sorry for snapping at her but I’m just so stressed and frustrated and I wish she would just fucking talk to me. and the crazy thing is the entire time after I snapped initially she didn’t say a fucking word to me. not after I said all that and not after I asked if we were going to talk when she was leaving the apartment. not when I apologized to her again and she gave me the only response she gave me from the beginning which was a nod.

and in between me saying all that to her through a closed door like some shitty movie scene I Did cry and my sister and bi guy were there and it was super embarrassing and I haven’t cried in front of anybody in like five years or more I’m not joking. actually I cried at the airport with dani but that doesn’t count. anyways yeah it was bad but my sister and bi guy said I was justified. which they wouldn’t just say. but I’m Not a person to do anything like this ever but as previously stated I’ve always had problems with sarah but these last two days it’s been unbearable. like your alleged best friend finally moves into the apartment and instead of hanging out with her all you do is hang out with your boyfriend. who she hates. and I don’t even hate him as a boyfriend I hate him as a person and I’m genuinely uncomfortable around him and whenever he’s here I feel like I’m paralyzed in my own apartment like whenever he’s here I only leave my room when it’s direly necessary. like it just sucks. and this is a small thing my sister said but I didn’t see sarah barely at all yesterday and last night she stayed over at the boyfriend’s place but she didn’t Tell me she was going to stay over at her boyfriend’s place so I left her a note for when she got home that said “I went to bed and I hope you had fun at the show and I hope I get to see you more tomorrow I love you!” and every time we talked today she never even Acknowledged the note that’s still on her door. anyways even before this whole incident my sister was like “that’s so sad. all you said was that you wanna see her more and she still didn’t hang out with you. like yeah it’s fucked up. AND we’ve had these plans that the hi guys and my sister were all gonna come over today and they would Finally meet for WEEKS now. and she still prioritized hanging out with her boyfriend over us. and when she finally came back she was being an asshole and immediately suggested that they all (bi guy jason had left to hang out with his gf at this point which was Also an asa home move since my sister and I weren’t even done making dinner yet) take edibles when she knows I don’t do that and I don’t really like being around people when they’re high. but just so you know the edibles has basically entirely worn off by the time the argument happened. but yeah that’s my shitty night. in my apartment that still doesn’t feel like home. and idk if this is gonna be a friendship ruiner and I’m still gonna have to live with her or if she can forgive me or what and all I wanna do is hug my mom but she’s not here. anyways I need to sleep but idk if I can.

ALSO my sister is calling this s “disneyXD incident which I think is funny and I’m inclined to agree. like it’s giving bottoms. you know.

[matthewkniesys]

how they meet - cale makar

                     ✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧lucky number 8 au✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧      

a/n: This short fic is apart of the lucky number 8 au with cale makar. It’s the story of how Cale and Addison meet. There isn’t any romance in it yet because when they meet they are purely platonic friends!! The link for the au navigation is just above this authors note! Hope everyone enjoys this🫶             

pairing: cale makar x oc!addison blakely

warnings: some cursing, partying and a shitty boyfriend (not cale)

Before uni Addison never thought parties were her scene but when she got here she realised how wrong she was. She loves getting together with her friends and getting dressed up. She loves the atmosphere and being around all the people. She even met her current boyfriend, Connor, at a party.  

The one thing she hated though, was seeing people who looked like they weren’t having a good time at these parties. When people were just standing to the side she couldn’t resist the urge to reach out to them and invite them to join in. And that is exactly how she met Cale.

On this particular Friday night she was at a frat party with her boyfriend and 2 best friends. She offered to go get drinks for everyone and when she got in the kitchen she found a guy hanging out there all by himself. In typical very extroverted, Addison fashion she walks right over to him and introduces herself.

“Hi, I’m Addison. I’ve never seen you around. What’s your name?”

The boy tentatively lifts his gaze from his cup to around Addison’s collarbones. At first shes a little creeped out but then after a second she realises he’s actually looking at her necklace. It’s weird nobody really ever notices the simple silver chain with the number 8 pendant. He looks at her for a moment, then quietly he says, “Hi. I’m Cale.”

“ Is it Cale as in the vegetable?”

“Well yeah I guess, except it’s a C instead of a K.”

“I haven’t seen you anywhere. What’s your major?”

“Sports management,” Is all Cale says.

“Sounds fun. I know a lot of athletes pick that. Are you on any sports teams?”

“Hockey. I play for the hockey team.”

“Cool. I’m really looking forward to going to my first hockey game when the season starts. I don’t really understand anything about the game, though.”

“It’s not all the complicated. I can explain it to you right now.” Addison knows she should probably get back to her friends but the way Cale’s face lights up when he starts talking about hockey makes her want listen to him spew random facts about it all night long. 

He starts explaining and Addison starts really getting into it. Plus it seems as though Cale can make her laugh without even trying. All thoughts of the drinks and returning to her friends are long gone.

“My friend, Avery, her childhood best friend plays on the hockey team. His name is Alex.” Addison says. 

“Yeah, me and Alex are really good friends. He’s actually my roommate.”

“From the few times I’ve met him he seems really chill. And now that I think about it Avery may have mentioned you a few times.”

“He is. He’s a good guy. Is this leading to you asking me to set you up on a date with him?” Cale asks, questioningly.

“Oh gosh no. I actually have a boyfriend.”

“Oh,” Is all Cale says and Addison thinks she’s sees his face fall for the briefest second but then it’s back to smiling Cale. She must have just imagined it.

"Speaking of my boyfriend there he is right now," Addison is looking past Cale and when Cale looks over his shoulder he finds a very tall frat boy looking insanely pissed off.

"Y/n, did you forget about us? Who is this guy, anyways?" Addison's face falls when she hears the accusing tone in Connor's voice."

Addison huffs out a sigh. "Connor, stop looking at my like I'm fucking cheating on you. I came to the kitchen to get drinks but then I saw him," Addison points at Cale, "and he was alone so I wanted to make sure he was good but then we started talking about random shit and I got distracted. Get over yourself, I'm allowed to talk to other guys if I want too, so just chill out."

"You literally said you'd be back in 5 minutes and it's 2 fucking hours later. Of course my mind went to the thought that you'd be cheating."

"I feel like I've never given you a reason not to trust me so yeah I feel like your mind shouldn't automatically go to I'm cheating on you."

"Okay, okay whatever Addison. I'm sorry, can we just go now?" Addison glances over to where Cale has been silently been watching this exchange with a frown on his face.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go, but just drop me off at my place tonight." Addison can tell Connor wants to argue, probably make another shitty stab at her about cheating, but he's able to hold himself back and for that she's grateful.

"I'm just gonna go to the bathroom so go grab your coat." Connor walks off to the washroom leaving Addison and Cale in the kitchen.

"Addison, I don't want to overstep since I just met you but you know that isn't healthy, right? Like it's not okay for him to say shit like that." Cale looks at Addison with sad eyes.

And Addison did know that but when Connor was there for her he made her feel so happy. She refuses to let him make her feel bad about herself because she knows her self worth but he's her first boyfriend and she isn't sure what to do. He's comfortable and Addison knows she can fall back on him and she's scared of losing that predictability.

"I appreciate your concern but I'm gonna head out now."

He looks at you for a moment then says, "Here, at least let me give you my number. Text me if you ever need to talk. I usually don't do this but I also don't usually talk to strangers in the middle of some kitchen at a party so..."

She smiles at him, pulling out her phone to put in his number. Little did Addison know that Cale would become the most important person in her life. The one that would always be there for her. The one who shares the same lucky number as her. The one that would be her forever and always.

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Here's the prplogue to my story The Last Hope ( A Deltarune Au ). The rest is on Wattpad so go check it out.

Prologue: A faded memory

" What do I think about Cyber city? " the figure looks down, it's voice filled with uncertainty. The room is dark, the only light coming though a pair of window curtains in the middle of the room.

" I...I don't know...it's hard to say.." The figure shuffles around the room in a hurry, grabbing things here and there. The shuffling finally stops when they reach the window. " Cyber city used to be full of life...but now it's all gone.." they look almost depressed when mentioning this.

The figure opens up the curtains and the light shines though and hits multiple places in the room with the seemingly always night light. The light shines onto the unknown figure, it's yellow feathers and fur glowing in the light. They look outside at the dead city and lay their hands upon the window sill. The faint sounds of crying can be heard though out the room, almost like an echo.

The yellow figure weeps silently to itself in the half dark room as it hangs its head down low. There tears falling onto the window sill. They look back up at the dead city, the once happy memories coming back to them like a title wave. Crashing into them and ripping into them deep. They cry out more upon looking out onto the city.

" It was once full of life..full of love...full of hope...but..she..but she..! " The voice gets angrier as it speaks, it grips the window sill tightly in their hands.

" We Addison's aren't treated the same at all! It's not fair...we get treated like scum, like..like we don't even exist! " They throw there hands up into the air in a fit of rage. Their voice is hurt and angry, they grumble and hit their hands down hard on the window sill.

" GOD DAMMIT! " They yell and kick the wall in front of them.

They weep quietly to themselves again, the tears staining there face. " I'm so sick and tired of us Addison's being abused! queen has used us for to long..." they wipe their nose with the sleeve of the shirt. Their breathing becomes in regular and shaky. " The lightner's are our last hope...if they don't save us...we don't have any other chance against Queen. She'll kill us instantly! "

" B-but once she's down...I hope that bitch burns in hell..." they turn around and head for the door, but before they do they look outside the window one more time before finally turning the doorknob and walking outside.

The outside air is cool and damp, the wind is slow but cold. They close the door and sigh while looking down.

" Yellow? Are you okay? " A unknown voice says. Yellow jumps and flinch's. " Ahh! Oh-...it's just you Veronica..." Yellow catches his breath as he turns to face Veronica.

Yellow rubs the back of his neck and fake smiles at Veronica, trying to hide the fact he just had a mental breakdown in his apartment. " Yeah i-im fine...why do you ask? " He cocks an eyebrow in confusion.

The bright pink Addison's across from Yellow rolls her eyes and walks over towards Yellow. Veronica's outfit consists of a pink and black strapless zebra top, a puffy black skirt, fluffy black leg warmers with black boots underneath, and some necklaces and bracelets. Her hair is puffy, like a type of hairstyle you would see in the 80s. She has black eye shadow on with black eyeliner and some blush, she shakes her head in some sort of disappointment.

" Really? I know that you're not fine, clearly I can see you faking that smile." She sighs and touch's the bridge of her nose.

Yellow sighs and nods " Yeah...your right...sorry.." He rubs his arm though his leather jacket as he looks down slightly ashamed for trying to put on an act.

" Were you crying?! " Veronica asks concerned for her friend, she takes a step forward and reaches her hand out to Yellow. " Hey, what happened in there? You okay? " Veronica rubs Yellow's back.

He nods and touch's his face " Oh-...I guess my face is still pretty red and stained..." he chuckles sadly.

" No, just stained. " Veronica replies in a caring and motherly tone.

" Ah- gotcha..." he looks down and away from Veronica in shame before looking back up at her. He fidgets with his hands for a moment while looking at Veronica.

" Is there something you want Yell- " the air is taken out of Veronica as Yellow hugs her with all his might, he cry's into her.

" Hey there, it's okay.." she rubs Yellow's head. " Do you have everything you need before we go? We can't come back here once we leave you know that right?" Veronica asks to make sure that Yellow knows the plan.

Yellow nods and looks up at his apartment " Yeah...I have everything..." He sounds dead and defeated. " It's not safe here for us..." Veronica says. " It's not safe anyway, for us.. " Yellow replies in a harsh tone as he walks past Veronica. " can we go now? I really don't feel like waiting around to be turned into a mindless slave..."

" Don't say that Yellow!" Veronica scolds him. " Don't think like that! " Yellow rolls his eyes at her " Yeah...whatever.. " Yellow messes around in his pocket until he finds a lighter and a cigarette, he lights it. " Since when did you start smoking?! " Veronica asks shocked and surprised.

" Since the world went to shit..." he takes a drag of it and coughs " Jesus...how does Blue mange to smoke these fuckers.." Yellow throws the half lit cigarette on the ground and stomps on it, putting it out. " Blue gave you that?" Veronica's puzzled, she walks over to Yellow. " No, I stole it off of him...didn't think he mind since he buys them like there nothing...what's a few missing huh?" He chuckle and stumbles a bit before he gets his bearings.

He sighs and shoves his hands in his pockets " Let's move our asses before Queen gets them.." He laughs and looks over at Veronica, she doesn't look very pleased. " Oohhh come on! That was funny! No? " He smiles and nudges her in the side with his elbow. Veronica rolls her eyes and follows Yellow " I agree, we should get moving before Queen goes on one of her hunts again...Cyber club is that way.." she points west. " It's behind one of the alleyways, there's no way Queen will fine us there."

Yellow nods and starts to follow Veronica's in the direction she pointed at. All that can be heard is there foot steps on the sold concrete and the wind blowing though the air.