#please readddd me

[minquiec]

Jia's MJ

Tbh, with full clearance, I haven't read a lick of spiderman comics (except for like hobies one but that's a different story) which in hindsight makes me look like such a faker but OH WELL I CANT BE BOTHERED AND THE TINY TEXT IS TOO HARD MY MY BLIND ASS TO READDDD also it seems complicated and my brain is too dumb so idk the parallels or anything so 🔥🔥 just lemme bullsh my way thru this please (like I always do)

First of all I just wanna say

She is so fine OEUGH

Also idk if anyone notice the tattoo is a mini easter egg for the gr+s au (grim reaper and swallow it's too long to keep repeating I swear)

Anyways I haven't decided what her full name is I just know alot of people call her Mei and especially if they're younger than her call her Mei Jie (Jie means older sister in chn so it becomes mj HAHAHA BIG BRAIN WAVELENGTH)

Mei has this tattoo parlour in one of the more quieter streets of New Yan and Jia knows her vaguely prior to The Fire™ bc it's like maybe 20 mins away from her apartment and she was doing her spider girl things and beating crime. EITHER WAY she knows abt it.

I was thinking abt what her personality was like and then at one point I was like 🧍🧍I feel like I'm just ripping off hb's and watering it down ARGH cause what I was thinking is that Mei's someone who's clear in what beliefs she has. It's kind of a my life my choice kinda thing. So basically head strong, confident and kinda stoic sort of gal. And then the watering down gets even worse CAUDE I WANTED HER TO LIKE HELP JIA BY HOUSING HER TEMPORARILY AFTER THE FIRE HAPPENED?? BUT THEN I WAS LIKE ISNT THAG JUST HOBIE SND GWEEENNNN❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓ ARGH EHERE R MY ARTISTIC LIBERTIES THIS IS SO CRUNGE defaming my own name smh 😞😞 but like it makes more sense why jia would like hb if this happened bc she would've been subconsciously subjected to this type of personality prior to meeting him ❓ she also thinks mei is so cool in the way she carries herself so it would make sense for jia to like these personality traits ig

Also my favorite trait abt her is the crane motif (animal symbolism my beloved) cause I thinkkkk one of the things cranes symbolise is wisdom and in some form, Mei offers her own wisdom to jia after her having lost everything during her stay at Mei's. So TRULY SHE LIVING UP THE THE OLDER SIS IN HER NAME

Anyyays I might update this as usual if anything else comes up cause I can never have one train of coherent thought yippee

[jcgalaxy148]

And now ima post my stories here on Tumblr😈

This is a byler smut story so if you're not interested...DO NOT READDDD

TW: sexual content

Inspired by Cake by the ocean: DNCE

Will Byers:18

Mike Wheeler: 20

3 Person POV

Will decided that he'd break out of his shell and do something he'd probably never do.

And that was going to the beach. Yea he knows it's stupid that he wouldn't go to the beach unless he looked like someone completely different but today that changed.

Lucas, His best friend invited him to the beach and practically begged him to come. Will agreed because he thought Lucas was very attractive therefore he'd distract all attention from Will.

"This is gonna be so fun!" Lucas said as they walked towards the beach. They had also invited another one of their friends, Dustin.

"Alright sun block, Towels, Water, Snacks, Speaker, Umbrella, and" Dustin said unpacking everything after they finally found a place to sit. "My floaty" He said with a smile and sat it down.

"Alright Will help me set up please" Dustin asked and Will agreed. Lucas was already off playing volley ball with some beach boys and was completely distracted.

After the two boys set up they sat down on their towels. "Alright could you help me put this sunscreen on?" Dustin asked and once again Will agreed. After helping Dustin, Dustin helped him and he was off to the ocean.

"I'll be back promise" Will nodded and Dustin waddled off to the crashing waves of the sea. Will was very much pale and thought a sun tan would do him quite nicely. So he moved his towel out into the sun, played some of his music on the speaker, put on his sun glasses and began tanning.

When he closed his eyes he felt like he was the only person in the world and just tuned out all noises that you could possibly hear from the beach.

Soon enough he turned off his back and onto his stomach and just rested on his forearms. He smiled to himself as the heat made him feel nice.

Now, Mike was a lifeguard and he was sitting inside of the post watching over the beach...Or watching the guys play volleyball. He smirked to himself as he bit on his whistle watching the guys run around and hit the ball.

He admired their bodies and their smiles, if he could see them, but soon enough his eyes moved from them and began scanning the rest of the beach for any hot guys.

And that's when he spotted Will laying down on the towel, ass up and tanning. Mike bit his whistle hard and just starred at the boys body and now he wanted a closer look.

He stood up and walked out of the post taking his hair and tying it up out of his face. Once he made it close to Will but not close enough that he looked weird he just starred. And especially at his ass.

"Fuck he's fine" Mike thought to himself and built up enough courage to walk over and bend down beside him. "Hey" He said and Will opened his eyes to the unfamiliar voice and turned his head.

Once he saw Mike he immediately blushed at how good this guy looked. "Hi?" Will said and Mike looked him up and down.

"You look nice out here" Will was shocked that someone was...flirting with him?

"T-Thanks" Mike chuckled at how cute Will was and put a hand to his shoulder.

"My names Mike, I'm the lifeguard and you are?" "W-Will" Mike smiled "cute name, Will."

Will couldn't believe that someone like Mike was calling him cute, he was practically a God compared to him.

"Soo do you want to...get out of here?" Mike asked and now Will had a dilemma.

Did he go with the hot lifeguard or stay with his friends. Well the only reasonable option was to stay with his friends but...

This guy was so fricking hot!

"Uh alright" Mike was shocked and lost all confidence at this very moment because when he'd ask these questions the other person would say no 90% of the time.

And the other 10% wouldn't even let Mike hit!

"Uh alright then let's gooo..." "let's go get icecream" Will said with a smile and Mike smiled and nodded.

"Let's go then" Mike waited for Will to get up and then they left.

"Theres a little bar over there they probably have icecream" Mike suggested and Will agreed.

"So is this a date you've asked me on?" Will questioned and Mike smirked "yea, you could call it that."

Will was now smirking "how old are you?" Mike looked at him and then smiled "how old do you think I am?" Will thought for a moment.

"18?" Mike smiled and looked Will up and down "your 18 honey I'm 20" Will blushed from the name and walked a little quicker.

This made Mike get behind Will and all he did was stare down at the way his hips were moving and how nice his ass was.

"You are so fine" Mike said and barley realized he had said it. Will smiled and turned to him.

He felt like he had know Mike for years yet he's only know him for 5 minutes.

"You don't look so bad yourself" Will said as they finally made it to the bar.

After dying of laughter from stupid stories and getting to know each other more they finsished their icecream and left.

"I should probably head back to my friends" Will said but Mike was quick to protest.

"How about you come back to the post with me" Mike said and Will sighed looking down at his phone at the message Lucas had sent to him 10 minutes ago.

"Dustin said you left with some dude? He better be hot or I'll kill you for leaving" Will rolled his eyes and decided to fuck it.

"Sure why not" Mike smiled like he'd never smiled before wanting only to fuck Will.

But that was the feeling he had before he got to know Will now he wanted him to be his boyfriend.

It might be crazy but first he had his eyes on his ass and now he had his eyes on his heart, wanting to find out more about this cute boy.

They got to the post and Mike took him inside and the place was much bigger then Will had imagined.

"This'll probably be unsafe but eh people should learn how to swim" Mike said closing the door and locking it then shutting all the blinds inside.

"What's going on? You gonna kill me?" Will said with a nervous laugh and Mike rolled his eyes.

"That's the last thing I'd do" he said before backing Will up against the wall and looking down at him.

"Is this okay?" Mike asked and Will almost died from the current interaction. Mike looked a million times better in the dimmed lighting and looked just as hot.

"Y-yea" Will said and Mike smiled "great" he said right before smashing his lips into Will's.

Will kissed back the best he could because he had only kissed someone like 5 times?

Mike pulled away and smiled "Let's go on another date" Mike said and Will smiled.

"When?" "Tommorow,

at the mall" Will smiled and kissed him "sure thing."

He smiled and let his hand slip to Will's ass and he grabbed at it with Will blushing a very bright red.

"You won't believe how bad I've wanted to do this since I saw your ass" Mike said leaning forward and kissing his cheek.

"What?" Will said and Mike laughed "you looked really fucking good out there and I just needed you" Will smiled as he felt his heart beat faster.

This has never happened to him before he had never had words like this said to him.

"T-Thanks" Mike laughed "not what your supposed to say, doesn't matter I need this, I need you."

Will was still dying of a literal heartattack as Mike kissed his neck and grabbed at his ass.

He moaned a bit as Mike bit his neck a bit and he quickly covered his mouth. "Sorry!" He said and Mike smiled uncovering his mouth.

"It was cute baby, keep doing it" He went back down into Will's neck and Will just let lose moaning when Mike would bite a sweet spot.

Eventually he sat down on the very big lounge chair in the back and motioned for Will to come over.

Will blushed and walked over and Mike pulled him down essentially making Will sit on his lap.

"You are one of the prettiest boys I've seen at the beach ever" He whispered to Will and kissed at the back of his ear.

"Y-you too" Mike smiled and started skimming Will's sides with the tips of his fingers.

"I've never seen you around the beach before" Will nodded "it's my first time" Mike was now nodding "figured."

"So everything that's about to happen I just wanna make sure it's okay" Will thought about it and wouldn't mind letting Mike do whatever he wanted to him.

"It's okay" Mike smirked "great now get on your knees" Will knew what was happening and smiled getting on his knees and bitting his lip as he saw the bulge poke through Mike's swimsshorts.

"I'm not gonna do it" Mike said putting his hands behind his head and Will rolled his eyes taking Mikes pants down and letting his hard cock spring out.

Will blushed at the sight seeing at how big it was and prayed if they did have sex that it didn't hurt cause it's been a while since he's had sex.

He leaned over and licked the tip it tasted a bit salty like the beach Will smiled and put his whole mouth around Mike's dick.

"Holy shit" Mike said shaking a bit as Will took his whole dick into his mouth and began sucking deeply.

"W-Wow your g-good at this" Mike said gripping onto the handles of the seat as Will continued to slobber all over his dick.

Will pulled off and began stroking it "I have experience" Mike smiled "so your a whore?" Will quickly shook his head "No no I've just done this like 5 times."

Mike nodded "well I hope my dick is the only dick you'll be sucking for a while" Will smiled "how about forever?" Mike smiled too and ran his hand threw Will's hair.

"Yea maybe" Will blushed and went back down on Mike but eventually Mike pulled Will up "I wanna cum inside that pretty ass darling."

Will smirked "not if you have aids or stds" Mike rolled his eyes "I don't, don't worry, do you?" Will laughed "Nope, no stds."

"Great looks like I'm going in raw" Mike took Will by the wrists and practically threw him onto the chair after getting up.

"Finally I can see your ass in full effect" Mike said bitting his lip as he pulled Will's pants down and all he could do is smile.

"Well I was quite lucky finding this cake by the ocean" Will rolled his eyes "don't be corny."

Mike laughed and took his hands grabbing onto Will ass and gripping hard. "My God your like, so hot" Will blushed "stop buttering me up and get to the point."

Mike smiled "So needy" He said before grabbing his ass one more time and diving in. (curled writing that)

Will let out a sharp moan as Mike slipped his tongue inside and started eating him out. "Oh Mike~ ah" Mike smiled hearing him moan his name and started flicking his tongue around more.

Will gripped onto the handles like Mike had, and clenched his jaw. The feeling was very overwhelming, Will could barley remember the last time this had happened to him and he had definitely forgot how good it feels.

Mike eventually pulled out and smacked Will's ass. "Ready for the good part?" He said and Will turned up and placed a kiss on Mike's chin. "Ready" they both smiled and Mike leaned over placing a kiss on Will's lips.

Mike spit on his hand and lathered his dick in the spit then he placed the tip at Will's entrance.

Will shook from the feeling and when Mike pushed in making Will yelp"G-geez your s-so big" Mike blushed "Don't say that" He said covering his face and begining to push in and out.

Will smiled weakly and began to moan a little louder as Mike got quicker. Mike looked down and smirked loving everything about how his dick was deep in Will's perfect ass.

"Oh my gosh Will I pray I'm good enough for you I-I want you forever" Mike said throwing his head back and thrusting in even harder gripping onto to Will's shoulders.

Will thought about everything Mike was saying and wondered if he only wanted him for his body, well his ass or to actually love him.

"Do you really wanna be with me" Mike could barley focus But he started to rub Will's shoulders still trying to listen to his quiet moans.

"I-I do, and not just for your b-body, y-you seem very very sweet a-and i want to treat you- ah fuck" Mike could barley get through his sentence but Will had heard enough and smiled.

He pulled forward making Mike's dick slip out of him He grabbed Mike's shoulders after standing up and throwing him onto the chair getting on his lap and putting his legs through the openings of the chair.

Mike was very out of it but he was enjoying every second that he was paying attention too. "Then I'm going to treat you just as good" Will grabbed Mike's dick and stroked it a little before sitting down and sighing.

Mike sighed too and grabbed onto to Will's ass as Will began to move back and fourth on Mike's dick. Will leaned forward and kissed Mike's lips and sped up his pace.

The feeling was incredible for the both of them as the room became full of Mike's groaning and Will's moaning.

"Oh my gosh your a-amazing" Mike whispered and Will could barley muster a smile as he legs began to quiver.

Mike felt this and decided to take control grabbing onto Will's ass and starting to fuck up into his ass and Will was moments from cumming all over Mike.

His eyes got blurry and his legs began to shake as he tried to tell Mike he was going to cum "M-Mike" Mike started rubbing his thighs because he had a feeling he already knew what Will was going to say.

"I know babe, I know" Will nodded as his lip quivered and Mike took this opportunity to started stroking Will's cock.

And that's all it took for Will to cum all over Mike and himself and Mike didn't take long to cum right into Will's ass.

They sat there for a moment before Will leaned into Mike's neck and smiled kissing it softly.

"So were still going on that date?" Will smiled and leaned up kissing Mike and Mike kissed back before letting him go.

"Of course" "I know this is weird but I feel like I've known you for forever" Mike said and Will giggled "Me too."

The exchanged numbers after sitting in the back and then eventually they heard banging on the door.

"Damn I'm coming" Mike opened the door and to Will's surprise he saw both Lucas and Dustin.

"Finally I have no clue what you do but our friend is missing" Dustin said and Will walked over and looked at them.

"Hey" Will said and Dustin started yapping about how he almost floated half way across the Paciffc because he fell asleep.

"I'll call you" Mike said and Will smiled walking over and kissing him on his cheek "Bye Mike" Mike held his cheek and blushed very bright watching as Will walked away.

But his eyes always landed right back to Will's swaying hips and ass.

Word Count: 2561

[ace930615]

IMPORTANT PLEASE READDDD

Hey guys, unfortunately I'm going to have to take a hiatus for awhile :-( a lot is going on in my personal life with school and work, and as of recently a few weeks back around Christmas my grandmother caught covid and it really knocked her down and made her extremely weak. She can't really walk anymore, needs oxygen, has bowel incontinence, and dementia. She was in the hospital until about a week ago and was going to be living with my family for the time being until we figured out exactly what my nana needs. I honestly dont know why they discharged her because ... man she was still really bad and they knew that she wouldn't have a nurse to come to our house yet! She was residing in my sisters room while my sister moved into our father's office. My sister and i were taking care of her full time for a week, which was extremely stressful. My sister and i had to make sure she was eating/drinking, cleaning up after her (changing her diaper) constantly changing her sheets and making sure she wasn't taking her catheter or diaper off because she kept doing it lmfao. My sister and i told our dad she absolutely needs more assistance than what my sister and i were providing her, we couldn't even get her properly clean like in the bath since she still had a catheter and could barely move we would have to wipe her down! She started to get sick again and we brought her back to the hospital (which she ended up falling and hitting her head). They tried to discharge her back to our house again but eventually my dad got them to discharge her to a nursing home. She's about an hour away, and might need to go to more of a facility/rehab rather than an elderly home because of how sick she is. It's not something we can exactly afford, its going to take whatever little money she gets by the government (since shes not working obviously) and whatever medical/insurance can cover. There really isnt any other choice, we dont have anyone in the family who can dedicated 100% of their time taking care of her (which would have probably been my mom but shes dead), even then my nana would probably still need a nurse constantly if she were to live at our house. My dad and i have been dealing with her insurance since some of it is in my name, and we found out she stopped paying her bills months ago. This isnt surprising considering how downhill she has gone, even before she was sick but my dad wouldnt listen to my sister and i who were still taking care of her weekly because she just got so weak while she still lived in her apartment (due to old age and a number of medical issues). My nana is also incredibly stubborn and did not want to move out of her apartment for as long as she could. She still thinks she can go back but obviously not. So its been really messy! Really messy and stressful and sad LOL. On top I am also having computer issues which is preventing me from saving any art I draw, which honestly im probably just going to have to get a new computer at this point. If you have commissioned me please reach out, I will also be sending messages when i can to my commissioners and we can further discuss it. I am open to refunds at this time! Unless you are willing to wait until i come back, which could be a few months. I absolutely cannot focus on art professionally right now due to these circumstances. I haven't felt this since my mom got sick and passed away in 2016 so it's really... taking a toll on me and my family. Im sorry if this post is a mess there is so much more to this situation and its so complicated i tried to just go over the most important stuff. Thank you guys again. I will be back soon!

[pixystixx]

Snippet of my Bill Kaulitz Fanfic

I've been writing this fanfic for awhile now! I'm working very hard on it to make sure the quality is great! Please go readddd, luv y'all! :) Now for a little sneak peak to see if you like it!~ (p.s this isn't a full chapter.)

on wattpad pixy_stixx "Voice Of An Angel"

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We all had to share a room, so Bill and I decided to share and throw the other three boys into a hotel room. "This is nice. It's the first time I don't have to share a room with Tom," Bill says as he sets his stuff down. I look around the room and it's a very pleasant hotel room. There are two beds in the room and two desks.

"I can't imagine having to spend so much time with my brother. How do you guys do that?" I question.

"We love each other a lot. I don't think either of us could live without the other. We do fight because we're together so much, but we always make up quickly. It just takes a couple hits to the head and everything's okay," Bill replies. When he talks he says it so softly with love in his voice. He really does care about Tom.

"I never fought with my brother. It's mostly because we were 6 years apart, but he was never even around enough for us to fight. I haven't seen him in a year," I reveal. I feel bad for making the conversation sad.

"That sucks," Bill says, "You have the band as your brothers now."

"It does kind of feel like that," I laugh, "You guys are really special. It's kind of crazy to think about where I am." I finally walk over to my bed and set my stuff next to it. I throw myself onto the bed and sprawl myself out on it. "Ugh, I need to take a shower," I complain. I wanna lay down, but I'm all sweaty and gross.

I take a quick shower and change into a simple, black pajama set. I throw myself back on the bed as Bill goes to take a shower. I flip through all the TV stations until I find one I like. I sit there watching the TV as I wait for Bill to get out of the shower.

Today was incredible. I can't believe I was on a stage that big. I can't believe I was singing with Bill Kaulitz. It wasn't even something I would dream of. I technically didn't even know who he was before I joined the band, but it's incredible looking at it now. I'm surprised I had no idea this band existed. Especially since I live in the same town as they do. I smile as I think about how lucky I am.

Bill walks out of the bathroom, which catches my attention. He has no shirt on and I can see his star tattoo. He makes eye contact with me and both of our faces turn bright red. My eyes roam over his bare torso and he clears his throat awkwardly. I decide to just look back at the TV.

"I'm not ready to sleep yet," Bill says from across the room, breaking the thick silence.

"Mmm, me neither," I agree. He walks over to my bed, and I scootch over to give him space. "I just put a show on TV if you wanna watch it," I say. The energy in the room is different than it normally is. Even though we've hung out alone before, it's kind of nerve-wracking to be alone with him right now.

He sits down carefully and nods. I have my eyes glued on the TV, but I can see Bill looking between me and the TV in the corner of my eye. I finally get the courage to look back at him. When we make eye contact, his breathing hitches slightly.

I think about what Tom said the other day. You'll probably have to make the first move. I inhale and break the silence. "Today was pretty incredible," I say quietly.

He nods and replies, "It was pretty cool to have someone to sing with. I was really nervous about it, but I can't imagine how nervous you were. It was your first time doing anything like that."

I laugh and say, "I was pretty nervous, but it all subsided when I looked out into the crowd. You also helped calm down my nerves a lot." As the words spill from my mouth, a heat rises in my face. Bill and I are now completely laying on our sides, facing each other. Our faces are barely a foot apart.

"I'm glad I could help," Bill gulps. We sit there in the silence for a little while. The only sounds are the low volume of the TV and the sound of us heavily breathing. We stare into each others eyes, nervous to make the next step.

"Thank you Bill," I say, "I like all of the band, but you've really been there for me whenever I need it. I can't thank you enough for everything." He smiles a small, sweet smile. His face is a bright pink.

"I'm glad," he replies, "Thank you too." I raise my eyebrow at his gratitude. "Thank you for being there. You've made me a lot happier lately," he finishes.

"Really?" I ask, "How?" I'm nervous I might be pushing him a little too far because his face somehow manages to get even redder.

"You just do. There's something about you," he answers.

"Bill, I like you," I blurt out.

[7ndipity]

saraaaaa good morning! im at barnes and nobles waiting for my shift at work to starttt 😝 (i work right next to it 😮‍💨 dangerous, dangerous!) what books do u like to readddd? do u like manga? gimme some recs! payday is coming up 😝

⭐️

Omg, take me with you!😭 I swear, I could spend an entire day in that store just browsing and reading and be soo happy!🥰

I read a lil bit of everything tbh, ranging from the classics, sci-fi/fantasy, poetry, as well as some manga(my faves are Princess Jellyfish and My Hero Academia) Some of my current favorites would be Discovery of Witches, Jane Eyre, Howels Moving Castle, Heartstopper, and the Alchemist.

I'm currently reading Iron Maiden by Xiran Jay Zhao, which I'm enjoying so far. I also just got A Court of Thorns and Roses, which I've heard about for a while, but I don't know if it's good yet.

I’ve been in a bit of a reading rut lately tho, so if y'all have any recommendations (both published or fanfic) please send me some!

[dilfl0v3rss]

HELLOOO, im natavia and i just wanted to say that I absolutely LOVE your posts like I literally had to force myself to stop scrolling to make this LMAOOOO. ik i came across one of your posts just casually scrolling but when i took the time to actually look at your blog and scroll through OHMYLORDIIIIII , you made me realize that i am OBSESSEDDD with ony and connie :)

keep up the good work beautiful <3

(p.s. im trying to start my writing journey on here and just to lyk your page will be used as inspiration, you are officially one of my favs)

OMG THANK YOU SMMMMM❤️❤️❤️

whenever you start posting please tag me so i can readddd!!! and if you have any help with anything please lmkkkk😩❤️❤️

[teyamsatan]

a reminder to please tag me in your kinktober works because i'm super busy and can't look in the tag as much and i want to readddd everything and reblog my besties' work xx

[bluiex]

☾ HOW ARE YOU SO QUICK PLEASE I'm so excited to readddd I have to work but tonight. I'll be reading >:3c Also to save from another ask. The swap fic idea would be great, the twins don't think the other has things that hard or something and end up swapping just to find out they def do in their own ways. It'd still be funny if Scar didn't notice for a minute till Cub points out the differences and he's like OHH yah I see it now 🌿

SPEED RUNNING FICS <333 Poor Scar is just so so clueless and is like Wait a minute- you let me kiss you- Griande just shrugs and is like for the prank, it eas funny and Cub just punched Scar in the arm lmao

[kitten4sannie]

i think you broke me with this one alyssa....

not only was it mingi manhandling. but literally mingi giant orc cock????

please you're spoiling me and everyone else

literally had me rolling around in my bed, kicking my feet bro

very very well done. i will be re-reading that religiously.

~🐼

nooo panda anonnieee i’ll help put you back together! there’s sm more filth to readddd 😩 yesss giant orc cock and mingi go hand in hand!! i love to spoil you guys <3 that’s so cute stopp 😭 ty tyyyy! awww i’m glad you liked it that much to reread it 🥺

[historicalvandal]

ATLA fanfiction?

Hey people! I just wanted to put my fanfic out here for people to readddd- If they want too! There is slight Zuko x OC but the story is one hundred percent Aang x OC after certain things go on! I will try to publish new parts as frequently as I can! I'm new to ATLA but I hope my fanfiction is received well! the first part is scheduled to drop at 3:45pm GMT on wattpad! Please feel free to drop me a follow because that would actually be so super sweet to connect to other ATLA fans! Make sure to read the bio on my account and to also read the description on my story - The world needs balance! and don't be afraid to tell me what you think, I admit it has been a super long time since I have written anything but ATLA pulled me out of the hole I was in for a super long time! - Thanks for reading this post my wattpad is linked below! https://www.wattpad.com/user/White_Lotus__

[timespacegirls]

does anyone have any good Thasmin fic recs?

[deutschedori]

Little Lottie Let Her Mind Wander (StanxOC)

So I know I’m like two years too late to this fandom.... But I just recently fell in love with Gravity Falls, and Hunkle Stan! I don’t  like the x reader format so I just made an OC. Well here it goes. Enjoy!!!

CHAPTER ONE: Not What He Seems.

“Mabel! Hurry! Shut it down!” Screamed Dipper. Mabel nodded. She pulled herself along the wire towards the button. “No! Mabel, Mabel, wait! Stop! Aah!” Soos knocked Stan away from Mabel.

“Soos, what're you doing?!  I gave you an order!” Stan struggled in Sooses grip. Hitting his head. “Sorry, Mr. Pines - if that is your real name - but I have a new mission now! Protecting these kids!” Yelled Soos. He was going to protect the pines twins at all costs. The big lovable muffin kept his iron grip on Stan. Both were struggling against one another. “Soos, you idiot, let me go!” Yelled a desperate Stan. Dipper flung himself towards the two men, joining the fray. “Go! Mabel, press the red button! Shut it down!” Shouted Dipper. Stan shoved Dipper out of the way. “No, you can't! You gotta trust me!” Stan cried out reaching towards Mabel. Mabel was clinging to the button. Tears streaming up her face. “Grunkle Stan, I don't even know, if you're my grunkle! I wanna believe you, but--” Stan’s heart broke seeing Mabel like this. “Then listen to me. Remember this morning when I said I wanted to tell you guys something?” ‘T-minus twenty seconds.’ The computer counted down. All scream as the portal flashes and pushes Dipper, Stan, and Soos against the opposite wall. Mabel prepares to push the button. “I wanted to say that you're gonna hear some bad things about me, and some of them are true, but trust me. Everything I've worked for, everything I care about, it's all for this family!” Said Stan. “Mabel, what if he's lying? This thing could destroy the universe! Listen to your head!” Stammered out Dipper. “Look into my eyes, Mabel! You really think I'm a bad guy?” His eyes filled with sincerity. “He's lying! Shut it down NOW!” Yelled Dipper. “Mabel, please!” Cried Stan. ‘Ten. Nine.’ counted down the Computer. Mabel looked and away from them, lowering her hand towards the button. She looked at her Grunkle. “Grunkle Stan…” She whispered. ‘Six. Five.’ Steadily the computer counted down. Mabel lifted her hand. “I trust you.” Said Mabel. She let go of the button and began to float up in front of the portal. “MABEL, ARE YOU CRAZY?! WE'RE ALL GONNA-” Started Dipper. ‘One’ The computer finally finished counting down. Dipper, Stan, Soos and Mabel all disappear in an explosion of light as each of them screamed. Their screams filled the basement. A huge flash of blinding light engulfed all of Gravity Falls. Then, suddenly everything came crashing down to earth. The portal, was now a mess of tangled wires and metal. It was glowing a bright blue color. Two figures emerged from the portal. The blue light faded behind them. The smaller one walked forward,and  placed a six-fingered hand on the cover of the first journal. Then he picked it up and placed it into the inside pocket of a long, dark coat. “What...? Who are they?” Stammered dipper. “One of them is the author of the journals…” the mystery man pulled off goggles, revealing his face. He looked nearly identical to Stan, slightly younger though. ”...my brother.” finished Stan.The taller figure behind him pulled off their hood to reveal a fair faced young woman with three eyes. She had short white hair with two long braids at the back of her head. (imagine padawan braids) “Is this the part where one of us faints?” Whispered Mabel to Soos.

“Ohoho, I am so on it, dude.” Laughed Soos, them promptly fainted.

“Finally! After all these long years of waiting, you're actually here! Brother!” Exclaimed Stan as he walked towards Ford with his arms open. His face was swiftly punched by Ford. “Oh! Ow! What the heck was that for?!” yelled Stan, nursing his bruised cheek. “This was an insanely risky move: restarting the portal! Didn't you read my warnings?!” Yelled Ford. The woman held his arm back slightly with a worried expression on her face. “Warnings, schmarnings. How's about maybe a thanks for saving you from what appears to be, I don't know, some kind of sci-fi side burn dimension?” Smirked Stan. “Thank you? You really think I'm gonna thank you after what you DID THIRTY YEARS AGO?!” Ford blew up! He could not believe the risks that Stan took, all the lives he put at risk. “What I did? Why, you ungrateful...“ Stan tried to punch him but Ford ducked and grabbed him. “Don't expect me to go easy on you, just because you're... family.” Ford slammed him to the ground.  Ah!” Screamed Stan. “Hey, hi. Mabel here. Quick question: WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!” Yelled Mabel. “Stan, you didn't tell me there were children down here. And some sort of large, hairless gopher?” Ford eyed Soos with skepticism. “Heh heh. I get that a lot.” Said Soos nonchalantly with a shrug. “They're your family, Poindexter. Shermy's grandkids.” Stated Stan. “I-I have a niece and nephew?” Ford began to shake Mabel's hand. ”Greetings. Do kids still say greetings? I haven't been in this dimension for a really long time.” “Whoa, a six-fingered handshake? It's a full finger friendlier than normal!” Mabel’s eyes were filled with excitement. “Heha, I like this kid. She's weird. What do you think Lottie?” Ford said to the white haired lady.

“Hello Child,” her voice was very soft, soothing. She softly patted Mabel's hair. “My name is Lottie.” Mabel looked at the three eyed woman with star eyes. “I-I can't believe it. You're the author of the journals!” Dipper was star struck. “You've read my journals?” Questioned Ford. He wasn’t quite sure if he was comfortable with a child so young reading the horrors in his Journals. “I haven't just read them; I've lived them!” He began circling. “I've been waiting for so long to meet you, I-I don't know what to say I have so many question I” He began to hyperventilate. “Oooooohhh I think I'm gonna throw up.” Mabel came over to comfort him. “Hmmpf! No-no, false alarm. Hmmpf! Just gotta ride it out!” Both Ford and Lottie looked at the child with concern. Lottie quickly ran over to make sure he was okay. Examining every inch of him.   “Listen, there'll be time for introductions later. But first, tell me, Stan: are there any security breaches? Does anyone else know about this portal?” Questioned Ford. He jabbed Stan in the arm. “No, just us. Also maybe the entire U.S. government.” Shrugged Stan. “The what?!” Shouted Ford. Lottie and the kids looked over at the Stans. Lottie had Dipper’s mouth open inspecting his teeth. The Security camera showed Agent Power

“Fan out! We're not going anywhere till we find Stan Pines and those kids!” Ford pinched the bridge of his nose. “Okay. It's all right. We've got a while before they find this room. We just need to lay low and think of a plan.” Sighed Ford. “ Lottie here.” He snapped his fingers

“Yes Master Pines.” Lottie let go of Dipper and shuffled over to Ford’s side. “Well, it looks like we're stuck down here for a while. Who wants to tell us their entire mysterious backstory?” Mabel gave the air side nudges. “Yes, I have some questions about this myself, Stanley.” Ford said pointedly at Stan. “Stanley?” Dipper said in disbelief. “But your name is Stanford.” Whined Mabel. “Wait, you took my name?! What have you been doing all these years, you knucklehead?!” Ford moved to grab Stan. Lottie held him back once again.

“Master Pines I don’t-” She was drowned out by Dipper. “Yeah, Grunkle Stan, no more lies! You owe us some answers: What's the deal with this portal? Why did you keep this a secret?” Dipper was seething. “And what happened between you and your brother?” Mabel looked concerned. She didn’t want the two brothers fighting. “I hope all this aligns exactly with my fanfic, Stan. If not, I will be very disappointed.” Stated Soos. He seemed very serious about this. “Okay okay okay, I have a lot of explaining to do. It all started... a lifetime ago... nineteen sixty something. Glass Shard Beach, New Jersey.” Stan began to tell his side of the story. The group had settled down on the ground. Mabel and Lottie we cuddled up together absolutely enthralled with Stan’s tale.

“I traveled the whole country, sometimes outside of it, always one step ahead of the law, looking for something that would be my big break.” Ended Stan.

“Whoa. So that explains all the fake IDs.” Breathed out Mabel.

“That is so sad.” Mumbled Lottie. She had some tears in her eyes. “But, wait, what about you? Did you end up going to your dream school?” Dipper asked Ford. “Not exactly….” Ford entered his own story. Lottie had heard it all before. Ford told her a little while after they came together. But now she had heard Stan’s side of the story too. She knew a lot of their problems could have been fixed if they had just communicated. Every so often Ford would be interrupted by Dipper screaming about the journals. Soon it got to the point where their stories converged. Each Brother telling his side of the story. Learning that Stan had faked his own death to help find Ford .

“So all this time you were just trying to save your brother. Grunkle Stan, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you.” Dipper sounded sincere. He really felt bad. This was his Grunkle. He should have trusted him. “That's okay, kid. I probably wouldn't have believed me either.” He patted Dipper’s head.

“But wait where do you come in Miss Lottie?” Asked Mabel, who was in her lap. Lottied moved to answer but Ford beat her too it.

“I found Lottie on one of my adventures. She was being held captive on a ship. Her species the Bubalini are very sought after for their life restoring properties.”

“HA! SO THAT'S WHY YOU LOOK SO YOUNG! You look exactly the same since you were sucked into the portal” Exclaimed Stan. Ford laughed slightly.

“Yes, Lottie has been kind enough to share her powers with me as a gift for saving her. But I do say it is weird to see you so old.” He turned to Lottie. “Lottie if you don’t mind?” She nodded.

“Yes Master Ford.” She scooched over to Stan.

“I’m sorry if this is a little invasive Master Stan.” Lottie apologized softly.

“What are you gonna-” Stan was cut off by Lottie who cupped his cheek with one hand while she placed her other over his. She guided his hand to the middle of her chest. Stan’s face grew red and hot. Soon she began to glow. The glow flowed through her into Stan. Soon his features began to soften, his hair began to get it’s color back. Even his wrinkles were gone. He felt his clothes get tight with his old muscles returning. Then the glowing stopped. Lottied slumped, her hands falling away from Stan. Ford began to clap.

“DO ME! DO ME!” Screamed Mabel as she danced around.

“Now now my little one, If i were to do you you would be no more than a babe, We don't want that now do we?” Chuckled Lottie

“Good show Lottie it is always impressive to see you like that.”

“Thank you Master Ford,” She wiped the sweat from her brow. “You know I am to do your every bidding sir.

“Hot Belgian Waffles! I’m not fat an old anymore!” Stan began to dance in victory. Mabel had to join in.

“Yes, Lottie is very effective. She is one of the more powerful of her race. I sure did cause quite a stir when I rescued her. I mean the conditions she was in! It was the only rational thing to do. Unfortunately her race is enslaved so she had no home to go to, like me.” He patted her head. “She appointed herself as my serv- I mean assistant. Willed her life to help me. I have been grateful. Poor thing knowing nothing but servitude. Naturally we had to make her not stand out so we cut her hair. The Bubalini are known for their long white hair.”

“Lottie I am so sorry that all this happened to you!” Mabel threw herself into the woman with a huge hug. Lottie hugged the small child back.

“Now now my child, now that I am here with Master Ford there is nothing wrong. And now I have you wonderful children to look after. My race are all female and do not have the ability to have children, so I would be so honored to take care of you.” She grabbed Dipper also into the hug she and Mabel shared. Soos came from behind to join the hug as well.

“I heard talking! It was coming from downstairs!” A muffled voice said. Breaking the moment. “Oh no, it's too late, the agents are comin' for us!” Stan was almost in full panic mode. “What do we do?!” Asked Mabel as she clung to Lottie. “Aw, man. I was so spellbound by your dramatic tale I forgot all about those dudes.” Said Soos. That's when the light bulb went on in Dipper's head. “Wait, forget. That's it! I think I know a way we might be able to defeat those agents!” He took Fiddleford’s Memory Gun from his bag and handed it to ford. Ford took it gently horrified that a child was in possession of this weapon. Then the lightbulb dinged in his head too. “Of course! I don't know how you got a hold of one of these but, this is perfect! If I can just amplify the signal to a radio headset frequency…” He plugged some wires into the gun and looked through some viewing glasses to see the agents running into the shack.

“There. Now everyone PLUG YOUR EARS! GET DOWN! NOW!” Lottie grabbed the children and covered them and her ears. Everyone followed,plugging their ears. Two agents stood outside.

“Sir! Looks like there's a hidden door behind the vending machine!” “Excellent! Get me Washington on Line 1! I've been practicing sounds of excitement for this very occasion. Hey, do you hear that?” Said Agent Powers. A wave of sound suddenly passed over all the agents. The agents recovered. Feeling very disoriented. “What? Where am I? Why am I standing in front of some sort of goofy fun knick-knack house?” Asked Powers. Ford came out on the front porch. “Stand down, gentlemen! I've been sent with the latest intel from Washington.” He flipped through some of Mabel's drawings she had made for the mock report. “According to this very real report, the power surges in Gravity Falls were actually due to radiation from an unreported meteor shower. A total embarrassment for your whole department. Luckily I'm here to take this mess off your hands, but I'll need of all your... floppy disks, and 8-tracks...right?” The agents still looked confused but went along anyways. “Uh, everything about this case is contained on this drive.” Powers motioned to Trigger to give Ford the flash drive. “Well, what are you waiting for, a kiss on the cheek? Get out of here before I have your butts court-martialed!” Said Ford, in his best authoritative voice.

“Uhh, yes sir. Apologies, sir.” Powers gave a whistle. “False alarm, everyone!” He saluted Ford on his way out. Soon the government agents had all left. Ford gave the goat the flash drive, and the goat ran away with it in his mouth. Everyone joined Ford on the porch. Lottie falling at his side. “Great uncle Stanford, that was amazing!” exclaimed Mabel. “Let's not go crazy; it was serviceable.” Shrugged Stan. He wasn’t impressed, he could outwit any government agent. Ford chuckled.

“Thank you, kids, but please, call me Ford.” “Sure! Thanks, Great Uncle Ford. So, uh,” He held up a pen and notepad and clicked pen excitedly. “would you mind if I ask you a couple billion questions about Gravity Falls?” Ford rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. “Um, well I-uh…” He began. “Alright, kids, it's been a long day and me and my brother have a lot to talk about. Why don't you hit the hay, huh?” Stan interrupted. “But, it's the author!” Even more clicks erupted from the pen.” I've been waiting so long to ask questions about-” “I said. Hit. The hay!” Said Stan. It was final. Lottie touched the kids backs.

“Here children, How about I tuck you in and tell you a story before you go to bed.” Lottie smiled and guided the children into the house. “I'll just... let myself out.” Soos said awkwardly. He sidestepped away, and then when he was out of sight the he called wendy.

“ Wendy, I've got something amazing to tell you. Clear the next fourteen hours!”

The brothers went back inside. They spied their reflections in the mirror. “Look at us. When did we become old men?” Stan said softly. “You look like Dad.” Stated Ford.

“Ugh, uck, don't say that.” Stan said with mock disgust. They both erupted with laughter. Lottie just had come down the stairs to join the men. “Okay, Stanley, here's the deal. You can stay here the rest of the summer to watch the kids. I'll stay down in the basement and try to contain any remaining damage. But when the summer's over, you give me my house back, you give me my name back, and this Mystery Shack junk is over forever. You got it?” Said Ford with a sigh. “You really aren't gonna thank me, are you? Fine. On one condition: you stay away from the kids; I don't want them in danger. Cause as far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left.” He walked into the kitchen. Ford went to his room and slammed the door. Lottie wasn’t quite sure which to follow. She decided to follow Stan into the kitchen.

“Master Stan, the children are tucked in tight into bed. Um, since this is your home as of now may I ask where I can sleep.” Stan who was sitting on the kitchen chair. He wiped his hand over his head.

“Uh you can take my bed, I can sleep on the couch.” Said Stan.

“OH, No, no Master Stan I can’t take your sleeping spot! I shall sleep on this couch!” She quickly said. She would hate to take the man’s bed after he had opened up his home to her.

“Look Lottie, It’s just Stan. No need for all this master crap.” He got up to make some coffee. He knew he wasn’t going to sleep much tonight anyway.

“Maste- I mean Stan. I’ll make that for you, sit. I don’t mind doing all the work, trust me.” She smiled at him and took over making the coffee. Stan grumbled and returned to his seat. Soon Lottie had joined him. Two hot, steaming cups of coffee on the table.

“So, Poindexter saved you, huh.” Stan said trying to break the awkward silence between them.

“Yes. I remember like it was yesterday. I was being held on a federation ship. Being loaned to high-end clientele. As you saw my power can be quite intimate. Ford helped me to get it to where I don’t have to be physically intimate anymore. This one particularly rough client was…” She paused. Stan looked at her with concern. “Master Ford heard the noises and rushed to my aid… He saved my life…According to the laws of my people I am life bound to whoever frees me. So with Master Ford I stayed. He has been good to me, a little tough but good. So I stay.”

“You’ve definitely had it rough lady.” Stan said softly as he sipped his coffee. She made some damn good coffee.

“But Master Ford has delivered me to my wish. I have two beautiful children to care for now. He knows that was my greatest wish.” She smiled fondly into her coffee. Stirring it slowly.

“That must be really sad for you. But if you can’t have kids how does your race continue to exist?” Stan was just curious now. He gazed into her third eye. It was in the middle of her forehead. Her eyes were blue, but the middle one was a nice green color.  It was different, but Stan didn’t mind. It didn’t take away from her beauty.

“Well to put it as simply as possible, There is a hive of sorts. We are grown by a singular Queen. Even we don’t know how it works, since we are ripped and sold right after our ‘birth’.” She shrugged.

“Well Stan, Just Stan. I will be off to bed. I will see you in the morning.” She touched his shoulder before walking into the living room. Stan stayed there for a moment. He knew life was going to get very different here soon.

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FUCK ME i accidentally got my card blocked by sending the wrong response to the fraud message center thing and now i gotta sit here on hold so i can try to get it unblocked

[cherievol6]

hey, neighbour!

this isnt proof readddd. sorry if there’s mistakes and/or it’s bad. it moves kind of fast but i kind of like it tho. also just wanna say: AS IT WAS SUPREMACY. love you all, gonna go to sleep now, good night.

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harry is your insufferable, yet slightly hot neighbour.

word count: 2.8k (slay)

warnings: swearing, sexual references (not smut), illness (mild), Wicked slander, cuteness, more cuteness, ...thighs

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Harry found you insufferable. He just did. He wasn’t sure if it was the fact that you blasted music too loud in your flat, or how loud he could hear you talk when he was sat by his Juliet balcony. Either way, he’d dread the moments when you’d leave your flat doors at the same time and share the same stinking look at each other, occasionally issuing your weekly complaints. It was a shame you were such a cow, he always thought, because he thought you were pretty. Like, really pretty. Almost too pretty, and he found himself having to stop wandering off in thoughts about you.

It was okay, though. You thought was Harry was a bit of a prick…an attractive prick, at that. You simultaneously dreaded and anticipated the evenings you’d reach your doors at the same time when you got a glimpse of his rugged-work-day look. Or when you’d catch him before his morning run, kitted out in short shorts and your favourite muscle tee of his.

You both wordlessly agreed to not mention the night you were coming home on a late and saw him getting handsy in the corridor with a leggy blonde. Although, you’d be lying if you didn’t try to picture his glossed over eyes and flushed cheeks sometimes when you were alone.

Sadly, his personality somehow cancelled out his attractiveness. You’d experienced the brunt of his bad moods just as much as his sly comments, specifically one morning last week.

“-I mean seriously, if you’re gonna rattle my fucking bedroom wall with your music, at least play something good.” Harry’s voice had filtered back into your daydream and your eyes re-focused, zeroing in on his frustrated expression and his hand white-knuckling his doorknob. You really worked this guy up, it was quite amusing.

“I have no choice, Styles. I mean, if you didn’t nearly break the plaster of the wall with your bed frame every night I wouldn’t have to,” you grinned, shoulder leant on your doorframe as you observed him, “that reminds me, tell your lady friend to keep her voice down next time.”

“That’s funny, I haven’t heard a peep from any visitors in your flat recently. Dry spell?” He mirrored your taunting smile, dimples poking out annoyingly.

He could dish it and take it, which was something that made your dynamic so good. Harry was chronically miserable, and you were looking for a bit of entertainment during the day.

Just to prove him wrong, you’d invited a guy from a club back to yours the night after to finally break said dry spell. Unfortunately, the guy had been obnoxiously vocal…almost too enthusiastic. The mood was ruined when Harry’s door slammed and you heard him sprinting out into the hallway before he banged on your door, screeching: “You’ve got to hear this. I think someone in the building is conducting an exorcism! Get up, you need to get out of there before the spirit inhabits your body too!”

Safe to say you weren’t ever seeing that guy again. And Harry had ammo indefinitely. You’d actually considered ending your lease early and moving out.

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“So, how’s nightmare neighbour doing, still shagging anything with a pulse?”

You laugh loudly at your friend Saoirse, tapping the ash off your cigarette as you lean on the tiny railing of your balcony.

“Still the bane of my existence. Although I haven’t seen him in a while, I’m wondering if he’s away or something.” You ponder. You’re met with silence as you blow smoke into the muggy English air. You’re about to call your friend’s name when you hear her speak again.

“Oh my god. You like him, don’t you?”

“What?” You screech, prompting one of your neighbours to obnoxiously slam their window to make a point of your loudness. “I don’t like him at all, I’m just missing winding him up until he looks like a beetroot.”

“You miss him, hm? You mean you miss drooling over his ‘wonderful thighs’ as I so clearly remember you describing them last night.”

“Saoirse!” You scold, grabbing your phone and turning it off speaker, dropping your cigarette and traipsing back into your flat. Your friend cackles down the phone at your chagrin. Yes, you may have gone on a bit of a tangent about how Harry was a bit of eye candy, but had you said something about his thighs? You were a bottle of wine deep last night, so your memory was hazy. You act on the defensive, nonetheless.

You hadn’t seen Harry for nearly a week, and you were admittedly starting to grow slightly curious. You didn’t miss him; you were just nosy. At least that’s what you say to sleep at night. You didn’t see him outside stretching before his run; you didn’t see him coming back from a late night at the studio with a dark shadow around his jaw. He was nowhere to be seen, and suddenly you were finding your socked feet padding out into the hallway to investigate.

A parcel and a couple of letters lay abandoned on his doormat, and you were met with silence on the other side of his door as your ear pressed up to it. Maybe you were crossing some boundaries, but for the sake of your sanity, you held you ear there for a few more seconds. Your knuckles rap a few times on the door.

“Styles, ever heard of collecting your parcels? Nearly cracked my head open tripping over one this morning.” You jest, but no-one provides any answer on the other side. You knock again, getting impatient and also cold, and maybe also a tinge worried about his wellbeing. He would have swung his door open by now and cursed you away, so you knew something was up.

Taking a deep breath, you rattle the door handle with your hand gently, surprised to find it open, as it clicks and creaks inward to his flat. You’re met with a cold breeze and a soft light coming from what you assume is his living room, his flat laid out identical to yours.

“Styles? Harry? It’s-um. It’s me. Just wanted to check you’re alright?” You stammer, moving further into the flat until you hear a weak call of your name.

“I’m in here. Why the fuck are you in my flat?” His voice says scratchily. You pad down the hallway and find him sprawled on the sofa, blanket tucked all the way up to his chin and a bag of frozen peas wrapped in a tea towel placed diligently on his forehead. He looks as white as a sheet, and you think you can see his cheekbones even more.

“Thought you were dying. Clearly I was right.” You sigh, removing his makeshift ice pack and feeling his forehead, him immediately saying ‘piss off’ and trying to swat you away.

“Maybe I am dying. Maybe all of the physical and emotional toll of your presence has finally knocked me off my last legs.” He mutters, immediately shivering after the sentence and tugging the blanket even tighter around him. You frown.

“Definitely smells like you are in here. How long have you been trapped on the sofa?”

“Who knows. The days are blending. I think I can taste colours.” You roll your eyes at his dramatics, marching into his kitchen and demanding he tell you where his medicine cabinet is. He simply replies that he doesn’t have one, and you have to refrain from telling him off for being so careless.

“So, you’ve been holed up for what you think is nearly 50 hours without taking any painkillers for your fever? Have you even been eating?” You scold.

“Does bread count? I’ve just been eating the slices out of the pack. I haven’t had chance to go and do a shop, you div.” He weakly manifests a crumpled pack of bread from the duvet over his body, and you stare at him agape.

You always envisioned the nights spent with your miserable neighbour would never go past the extent of a few snarky comments in the corridor and some volume-wars when you both played your music, but never did you expect to be standing over his bed-bound self trying to treat him for his fever. Here he was, trying his best to keep up his arsehole act in his worst state.

“Call me a div again and I’m out that door—”

“No! Please. God I can’t believe I want you here, I must be ill.”

“Okay! Bye, Harry…” You say saracastically and wander away; he weakly grabs your hand. You ignore the tingles shooting up your body. He pleads that you stay, and you agree, retrieving him some painkillers from your own flat and grabbing your period water bottle, gathering a few more supplies that you deem fit for his symptoms. He looks like a kid on Christmas when you bring him a Sports Drink and a sandwich, too, making a comment about how you were ‘turning soft’. You refuted this, “I just don’t want to be a suspect in your suspicious disappearance.”

From then on, things definitely simmer down between the two of you, and it’s shocking to say at the least. He stops scowling at you 24/7, and almost stops the comments everyday; it feels like you’re living in a simulation. Who was this Harry and what happened to the old one? One morning, he even offers you a cereal bar on his way out, claiming he didn’t want to eat right before a run. You decided to ignore the fact that he never usually has a cereal bar in hand in the past mornings you’d seen him.

“I think I broke him.” You say, swiping your bronzer brush across your face rapidly and glancing at the clock on your phone in the top left-hand corner. Saoirse’s face contorts into amusement over facetime at your comment.

“You’ve got him all sappy for you. A bottle of Lucozade and a hot water bottle is the way to a man’s heart apparently.”

“Oh, Sersh, you should have seen him. Looked like death warmed up, he did. Maybe the fever gave him amnesia, he’s forgotten that he doesn’t like me.”

“Or maybe he liked you this whole time and tried to hide it through angst and fake-hate.”

“You read too much modern romance, babe,” Your right hand props your phone against your desk as the left tugs your dress down to your mid-thigh. You crouch to fit into the Facetime screen, and Saoirse lets out a stream of praises and compliments, making your cheeks heat under your makeup. Someone you knew from home had texted saying he was in town, and to your surprise had invited you on a date after a bit of flirty back and forth. You felt like you deserved this, although a very tiny part of your brain couldn’t help but feel different.

“You look fit. God knows if you’ll make it to the restaurant.”

The irony of that statement sits comfortably on your shoulders an hour later when you’re still waiting outside of your building for him to come and pick you up in the pouring rain. Maybe he was in an accident, you thought, although people in accidents don’t usually have time to block your phone number and all of your socials.

You can’t help but feel slightly defeated as you clamber up the flights of stairs back to your flat, heels in hand and tears threatening to spill at your seemingly horrendous luck with men. And just to top it off, Harry is stood outside of his door leant against the door frame, checking his new post.

He never checked his post outside, you thought. You put the thought to the back of your head.

“Wow, you’re dressed up. What happened to you?” He says, a hint of a smirk creeping on to his face. You ignore him rifling through your small handbag for your key. He shuffles on his feet and clears his throat.

“You’re quiet.” He tries again, and you look up at the ceiling in frustration when your fingers conveniently cannot find your key. He mutters a ‘never mind’ and gathers all of his post in his hand, heading back into his flat. You let a little cry out thinking he’s gone, but he’s paused in his doorway, now looking very alarmed.

You sniffle, tears now streaking down your face rapidly. His breathing is staggered, and you can almost hear his brain whirring, before papers are dropped to the floor and a gentle hand is on your forearm. This makes you cry harder, and he tugs your arm over his shoulder, embracing you semi-awkwardly, but comforting, nonetheless. Your nose buries into his neck and you can smell his aftershave that usually coasts past you in the hallway; it’s woodsy yet homey.

“This is so embarrassing.” You wail. He laughs and you feel the sadness lighten from your chest.

“Maybe. So, who was this guy anyway?” Your ears think they pick up on a hint of jealousy in his tone.

“An utter prick. Probably drives a shit car and calls women Females anyway.”

“Damn, now that you mention it…I think I was supposed to pick up this Female for a date tonight. I hope she’s not waiting for me…she kind of seemed like a psycho anyway. The type that blasts the Wicked soundtrack at 3am.” You can’t help the laugh that bursts out of your mouth as you pull away and swat his chest, earning a proud grin from him at his joke.

“Maybe you dodged a bullet with that one.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” He mumbles, swiping his thumb under your eyes. Your chest twists and sparks with giddiness at his implication.

“Why are we being so nice to each other now? it’s weird.” You frown, dropping your heels to the floor and leaning against your door. He takes a few steps forward.

“It is kind of strange. You just do that to me, I guess.” You’re shocked at his boldness. Forever you’d been in this weird in-between stage of enemies and friends, and now he was possibly implying that you had some kind of effect on him. It made your head spin.

The air feels slightly muggy as you close your eyes, feeling the heat of his body radiating to yours. He goes to speak, stepping slightly closer but you place your hand on his chest.

“Can I kiss you, Harry?” His cheeks redden and his eyes bulge. You tip your chin back and place your head against the door. You aren’t sure exactly where you wanted this to go, but you’d been thinking about what it would be like to kiss him for a long time and now felt better than ever. His arm presses into the door beside your head as he breathily mutters ‘please’, igniting you into action. Your hands grip his plush hips as you kiss him, all teeth and tongues, all hot and bothered. He whimpers, completely divulging in the searing kiss you were leading him through, and you could feel your body light up with heat almost everywhere. You stay like that for what feels like eternity, barely coming up for breaths as he now presses you flush against your door, hands wandering, breaths heavy.

“Fuck.” Is all he says once you both pull apart, barely, as Harry keeps his lips hovering a hair away from yours as his eyes dart all over your face. You smile, biting your lip to try and hide it and he grins back, fingers trailing over your collarbone.

“Glad that’s over, felt like kissing a fish.” You say, and he gapes, pinching your waist and attacking your neck with lovebites as you laugh loudly.

“Shut up. I think we should be more concerned about the fact that we’re neighbours. Neighbours who just snogged. And it was, like, really good.” He says breathlessly, hand carding through his floppy hair. You shrug.

“If you’re so concerned then lets just end our relations here, hm?” You tilt your head, patting him on the cheek and attempting to enter back into your flat. He makes noises of disapproval and drags you back, kissing you again.

“Nope. You’re not getting away that easily. Want to spend a little more time with you tonight.” His words make your stomach flutter, and you feel slightly warm. Your hand goes to tug at the curls on the back of his neck.

“And what exactly did you have in mind?”

“Hm. Not sure. I have some running shorts to wear for you…I’ve heard they’re a fan favourite because they show off my gorgeous thighs. Maybe a bit of the Wicked soundtrack—”

“Oh my God. You heard that?” Your voice is shameful and small as you try and hide your face in his neck once again. You hear his ‘mhm’ hum in his throat and you groan.

“I may have been sofa-bound and deathly ill, but I still had working ears and an open window, beautiful.” He winks. You groan again, face in hands.

“Are you put off now?” You sigh, rubbing your arm with your hand and looking at his nervously. He doesn’t respond verbally, kissing your mouth gently for the third time before lacing your hands together and guiding you towards his still-open flat door.

“Nothing can put me off. Kind of been into you from the day you moved in.”

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Just an idea

If we go by the headcannons that r2d2's memory was not wiped because he backed it up, then remember he probably has Anakin and Padme's wedding in his memory since he was there so imagine Luke looking through R2d2's memory and finding that, and all the other memories of his father, Obi-wan, Ahsoka and his mother

Can someone please write this as a fanfic and then repost the link for me to readddd

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