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Upon request, today we have a rec list of fics where Louis, Harry, or both of them have pets. This is a great group of fics, so please be sure to check them all out and show the authors some love! If you enjoy our rec lists, please also like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Maple | Mature | 5,255 words

Prompt 30: Louis is crazy about animals, so Harry is determined to get him all the pets he wants even if they are unconventional, like a baby goat. Louis is over the moon when they get to adopt a goat family, but there’s one little problem, and that is the goat not liking Harry…or even letting him get close to Louis. At first it’s all endearing fun and games, but when it starts affecting their sex life and Harry’s dick feeling neglected, he’s determined to try win over the goat so he let him be with Louis. It’s easier said than done - who knew goats could screech that loudly? (Tip: google goat screaming to get an idea how loud.) ***Change to a cow, I hope that is okay.

2) At The End Of My Rope | Mature | 5,608 words

"Baby?" Harry mumbles, voice laced with sleep and a shiver goes through Louis at hearing the term. He hasn't called him that in so long, in that voice and, clearly, even Louis' body fucking misses it. "Did you cheat on me?" Louis finds himself asking. If he's being honest it's more so he can see Harry's reaction, than a genuine question, but what has he got to lose? Sure enough, Harry's face changes from sleepy to the most incredulous look Louis' ever seen on him. He actually looks terrified, all wide eyes, mouth gaping like he can't believe Louis would even assume that and Louis would laugh at it, but he's so done with the way Harry's been acting, he just wants to know what the hell's going on.

3) If This Room Was Burning | Explicit | 8,629 words

Where Louis' cat gets stuck on the roof and Harry is the firefighter who ends up saving her.

4) I Built This Bed For Two (I Built This Bed For Me and You) | Explicit | 8,942 words

Harry and Louis broke up after uni and haven't seen each other since—until they're roped into doing a Buzzfeed video together. Featuring awkward cuddling and a reunion that just needed a kick in the arse, gleefully provided by Niall.

5) Glistening Under The Sun (You’re My Honey Soaked Love) | Mature | 8,996 words | Sequel

“Oh Petal,” he picks her up nuzzling the top of her head with his cheek as she nibbles on the lavender, “How lucky are we? I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy, the only thing we have to be sad about is that soon I won’t be able to hold you like this,”

6) Candle Wax & Polaroids On The Hardwood Floor | Explicit | 13,082 words

Prompt 463: Clumsy modern witch Louis AU where he accidentally gives his roommate Harry a love potion and he has a crisis because he thinks he will get in trouble with the law for technically poisoning someone and Harry’s heart eyes aren’t helping.

7) A Vivid And Wistful Melody | Explicit | 13,137 words

"Slowly, he takes his violin out of its case, listens for a few more minutes to Louis’ flute, before joining him as best as he could. The flute stops for a few seconds, and Harry imagines Louis blinking cutely, taken aback, before huffing with a smile, and starting to play again, on a suddenly far happier tune. Harry closes his eyes as he twirls around the living room, violin in hand and music filling the air. He pictures Louis doing the same in his own flat while being careful as to not step on his cat. Somehow, even with heavy eyes and tired limbs, this is the happiest Harry has ever felt in years."

8) Absolutely Smitten | Mature | 20,120 words

Louis is walking his dog. Harry is walking his cat. Leashes get tangled, and feelings too.

9) I Didn't Fall For You (You Fucking Tripped Me) | Explicit | 20,681 words

These days Louis tends to steer clear of dating alphas. He’s dated too many knotheads in his time, and he’s ready to just focus on school and his friends and his pet monitor lizard, of course. Too bad the alpha next door won’t take a hint and stop using the worst pick up lines of all time on him. He’s really got to stop laughing with him--and talking to him and walking to class with him and letting him bring him coffee and tea and gifts for his lizard and watching Netflix together and...

10) Nocturnal Creatures Are Not So Prudent | Mature | 24,558 words

Louis is a white witch with a little black cat named Hemlock and a best human friend Liam (they're a lot like Samantha Stephens and Louise Tate). When he's dragged out to a new club Liam's heard about from a friend and classmate, Louis comes face to face with that which witches do not touch: a charming vampire by the name of Harry.

11) Weightless | Explicit | 25,332 words

Harry is the best dragon racer the world has ever seen and Louis is an almost-vet who feels like he is carrying the weight of the world.

12) A Common Place Affliction | Explicit | 36,508 words

“You should go home,” Louis muses, and Harry can feel the omega crouch down to become eye level with Harry, poking his cheek with a dainty finger. Harry lifts his arm, taking a peek at Louis’ face. Louis looks tired, he notes, but not exhausted, and there’s an eyelash stuck to his cheek. Harry doesn’t hesitate to lazily reach out and thumb over his cheek. “Can’t,” Harry croaks, blindly twisting his hand around to grab at Louis’ offending finger and just holding it. “C’mere. Take a nap with me,” he asks after a beat, opening an eye to look at Louis. Louis raises an eyebrow. “M’not going to nap with you in the middle of the ER, H.” Sighing, Harry squeezes the young nurse’s finger. “Nobody cares.” He knows they do; they’ll annoy nurses and probably worry patients when they catch sight of a nurse and surgeon sleeping on the job. Let alone in the middle of the emergency ward hallway. Harry can hear the complaints now: ‘these are the people we’re supposed to trust with our lives?’

13) You Wish I Was Yours And I Hope That You're Mine | Explicit | 36,992 words

The one where Harry's a bit strange and Louis doesn't give up easily. Of course, they fall in love.

14) Give Me Love | Explicit | 41,041 words

Louis doesn't feel like a good omega, Harry doesn't remember how to be an alpha, and they figure it out together.

15) This Glass House | Mature | 43,072 words

While deployed, Alpha Harry gets injured by an IED explosion, leaving him to deal with severe injuries in its devastating aftermath. During his road to acceptance and recovery he learns with the help of Louis and their children just how important family can be for the mind, body, and soul.

16) Breakable Heaven | Mature | 44,594 words

“What do you think?” Louis gets captured by Harry’s green eyes, unable to look away or even take a breath. “I think you’re the most magnificent creature I’ve ever met.” “You must not have met many creatures then.” Harry’s eyes glance downward to Louis’ lips and his tongue darts out to wet his own. “None like you.”

17) Yesterday Came Suddenly | Explicit | 48,504 words

They don’t talk about it. The way Harry deflects any and all questions about his past and Louis pretends he isn’t confused or hurt by it. The way Harry keeps a distance between them and Louis acts like he can’t see it creating a wall between them. The way Harry doesn’t always answer honestly and Louis goes along with it as if he can’t tell. They don’t talk about it. Harry knows Louis feels like he doesn’t know him well enough, and it pains him. It pains him every time Louis gets that look on his face that’s a mixture of disappointment, frustration, and confusion. And sometimes, self-blame. It pains him because Louis is wrong. Because even though there is a lot Louis doesn’t know about him, there is so much that he does. He knows what Harry is like at his most vulnerable: curled up on this bed with him in the dark where it’s safest. He knows Harry in a way no one else does.

18) So Much We Didn’t Say | Mature | 53,584 words

Harry’s near fatal accident exposed the cracks in his and Louis’ eleven year marriage. A serious error in judgement by Louis shattered it completely.

19) Secret's Safe With Me | Explicit | 59,208 words

When bad turbulence and three glasses of wine have Louis spilling all of his secrets to the man sitting next to him on the plane, it's embarrassing, sure, but it's also easy enough to shrug off and block out of his memory forever. Or at least, it was until Louis went into work on Monday morning and realized that the man from the plane is the new CEO of his company.

20) Tug-Of-War | Explicit | 63,000 words

Louis' husband dies suddenly and he is left with nothing. Well, not really nothing. He has Harry. And a St. Bernard puppy named Link, whom his late husband left behind for him. Louis takes care of Link and Harry takes care of Louis. Everything is okay until suddenly, it isn't.

21) Sweet Creature | Explicit | 78,282 words

Prompt: "You're having a nightmare and I feel bad because you're trembling and crying so I crawl into bed with you and hold you so you feel safe, but in the morning you wake up with my arms around you and you're really confused and embarrassed."

22) Elysian | Mature | 81,886 words

Harry is running out of time to fall in love, but with Louis, it seems as if there’s all the time in the world.

23) Beautiful War | Mature | 103,379 words

Five years ago, Louis was nearly the next victim in a string of murders plaguing Portland, Oregon. He managed to escape and the Angel Killer was apprehended and sent to prison. Now, Louis' a best-selling author that assists state police with minor cases. He still suffers from the events of the days he'd been held hostage, but he's found ways to cope. That is, until the killings start up again. A body was found in the woods. A body that bared the same signature the media had dubbed: The Angel of Death. Special Agent Harry Styles leads the case, and he doesn't buy into the clairvoyant bullshit that Louis spewed to save face five years ago. He's certain that Louis Tomlinson was involved. Until they meet, and they're both left questioning everything they'd thought to be true.

24) Only You Can Be My Alpha | Explicit | 212,387 words

In a world where one was either an Alpha or an Omega wolf, Louis found himself in a body that could be neither. Born an Omega without the expected characteristics of one, he felt broken, choosing to live as Alpha a lifestyle as he could. Harboring a serious lack of respect for Alphas and their authority complexes, Louis managed to get himself banished from his home, forced to wander the unforgiving woods for years, facing the elements and fighting enemy rogues each time they arose. Unbeknownst to Louis, in a tribe to the southwest of his home, there lived a dysfunctional Alpha, the orphaned pack leader Harry, who had never felt satisfied enough with anyone to settle down and continue his royal line. Living their lives apart thus far, the both of them assumed that they might be alone forever, making the best of things despite this even though it hurt. Chance, luck, or maybe fate brings Louis to this tribe when he’d least expected to receive kindness and shelter from a stranger, and when he arrives, something in his soul pulls him to Harry like a raging river current. The two don’t get off to a good start, but everyone around them can sense the chemistry—and in time they do too.

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ratherbefangirling · 2 days

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KARZ : the debt of love(1)

Pairing: Seokjin x heiress Reader (past) ; Jungkook x idol reader (present)

Summary: the debt of love must always be paid.

Genre: Drama, Fluff, Angst, Reincarnation AU, Revenge.

Inspired by the 1980 movie of the same name. I basically binged 2 versions of the same movie while watching a bts edit on one of the songs of the movie. You don't have to watch the movie to read this.

P•R•O•L•O•G•U•E

"Jin.. Jin... Jin? Where are you my love?" You enter your penthouse apartment, calling out your beloved fiance.

There's sound of chopping in the kitchen.

"In the kitchen my love." He replies.

You enter the kitchen watching him slave over the stove. You wrap your arms around him.

"You don't have to work so hard my love. The cooks fear for their job." You tease him.

"But I like cooking for you princess."

You smile at him. "I have good news."

"What happened?" He asks turning off the stove and washing his hands.

"We won the case. I've finally inherited my family assets. Now I can keep my family and you happy."

He wraps arms around you and lifts you up, twirling you in his arms.

"I'm so happy for you my princess"

"Ok ok put me down."

He gently puts you down." We got to celebrate this." He tells you excited.

"Let's get married."

"All of a sudden?" He asks.

"I wanna be married to you. I just wanted to get these legal hurdles over with. I didn't want to drag you in this mess" you get on one knee taking out rings you'd purchased.

"Will you make me the happiest girl in the world?" You ask grinning.

"Ya! I wanted to propose." He scolds you gently.

"Jin."

He lifts you up. "Yes. I will marry you. I'm yours I'll always be yours in thus life and every life after that. Forever."

You hug him. He wraps his arms around you. Kissing your forehead.

"I love you princess"

"I love you too my prince."

❄️❄️❄️

You and Jin drink by the poolside. You've come to one of the remote properties you own. A villa on a cliff. It's quite a view. It's secluded and perfect.

You spend the days and nights together. Having all sorts of fun. Playing games, eating, dancing, watching stars.

"How does it feel, our honey moon is coming to an end?" You ask Jin.

"I wish it could last forever. That I could keep you to myself forever."

You touch his shoulder comfortingly. "Hey, you'll still have me. This is only the beginning."

He nods taking a sip of his red wine.

"Besides" you add." My mom and younger brother Jimin are excited to meet you."

He nods thoughtfully.

"Are you that sad our trip is ending?" You ask caressing his cheek.

"I'm sorry Y/n."

Your brows furrow. "What's wrong Jin?" You ask concerned. Your body feels numb.

"I'm sorry it had to be this way."

"What are you talking about?" You are confused by his change in demeanour. You try to raise your hand to touch him but there is no strength in your arms.

He kisses your forehead. "Betrayal can only be payed by betrayal. Goodbye my love." He says pushing you off the edge.

15 years later

[We have with us in the studio , everyones favourite the rising star of the music industry. The starlet Melody. ]

[ The charming young star in front of us lives very differently from how it all started. Today we dive into all the details in an exclusive interview to the hymns magazine]

Interviewer (I): Welcome to the studio Melody. We are very happy to host you.

Melody(M): Hello I'm happy to be here, please take good care of me.

I: Known for your vocal range and charming stage presence, you've won many awards at national and international levels. How does it feel ?

M: as everyone knows. I used to sneak out from the orphanage to try busking along with my bestfriend. When I got scouted and later adopted by our CEO. And a lot of rigorous practice and schedules later. I finally got to go on stage and I still remember the euphoria and gratefulness I felt when people started supporting me. I'm grateful to each and every one of my fans.

I: you mentioned your bestfriend accompanied you. Were they also scouted?

M: my bestfriend got adopted and decided to become a doctor.

I: so it was a happy ending.

M: Yes.

I: I heard you're releasing a new album? Can you tell us more about it.

M: Yes ofcourse. This one's really close to my heart. For the first time I got total control over all aspects which is a lot harder than it sounds. Sort of a graduation gift from our CEO. Unlike the music so far. Though all my music does have my personality in it. This is the first time. I've been left to my own devices so as to say.

I: sounds exciting. We can't wait to hear what you've come up with.

M: the album is called 'the girl with many phases' and it is about my journey to becoming the person I am today. The title track is Moon which I co wrote with my bestfriend back in the day.

I: the same bestfriend who's becoming a doctor?

M:*laughs* yes. I hope you'll like it.

[Song plays ▶️ ]

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"Good bye and Goodnight Seoul, thanks for having me"

You wave goodbye, sending air hugs hearts and kisses as you go to the backstage, tired a little grumpy and if you don't lie in a bed soon probably sick.

The concert tours were both exhilarating and tiring. You enjoyed being on stage. Interacting with your fans. Going to new places though you couldn't always visit. The travel, the practice, the show all were physically taxing.

As you enter the green room, already removing your accessories, a large bouquet of flower greets you holding which is your bestfriend, Kim Namjoon.

You keep the accessories on the table and run to hug him. He hugs you back.

"Did you come to see the show? "

"Ofcourse my exams got over and I flew to see you. Happy Birthday Melody."

You laugh giddy. "Let me change and let's have dinner." You tell him.

"Ofcourse, I'll be waiting."

You go take a quick shower and change into your normal comfortable clothes.

Namjoon is still waiting when you come back.

"How have you been y/n ? "

"Can't complain. Life has changed. Problems have changed"

"What's bothering you. Talk to me?"

"I have money, fame, a high paying job, success but.."

"I still feel empty. I still don't have a family or love."

"What about your adopted family."

"They ended the adoption. The CEO and I only have a buisness relationship. I'm just a product to be sold and profit off. Even if I want to go back home. There's no one waiting for me."

Namjoon puts a hand on your shoulder comfortingly." I'm sorry, y/n. Though I can't find you a family. My dad's holding a party. We can find you a rich handsome boyfriend how about that?" He jokes.

You laugh. "Sounds good."

"I'll send you the invite. My mom would love to meet you."

You smiled though a little heartbroken you were happy at least your bestfriend had a better adoption.

"I'll be there. Just send me the details ok?" You tell him. "Let's go eat dinner now. I'm starving."

You reach Namjoon's home. Calling it a house is an understatement. Its a sprawling mansion.

You call Namjoon to alert him of your arrival. As you hand the butler your car keys. Namjoon comes to greet you.

"Nice house." You comment.

"Yeah I know it's a bit fancy"

"Well clearly someone has gotten used to being rich." You tease him.

He rolls his eyes. "Where's the party you ask?"

"The staff is setting it up.It's in the banquet Hall and besides no one shows up on time they prefer arriving fashionably late."

"You could have mentioned that"

"Hey I just thought we could hang out. Once the party starts I have to make rounds with my parents."

You nod sympathetic. "So what's the plan."

His phone rings. He picks it up. Talking to the person on line as you admire the mansion.

"So hey Y/n-ie. I'm sorry I have an extra class I need to attend. Seriously it's the worst timing. I'm sorry. But you can just chill in the hall. I'll try to come back soon. OK?"

"Ok joonie, see you" you understand he looks as disappointed as you feel to leave but some things take priority for now. You'll always have each other.

Namjoon instructs the butler to take care of you if you need anything. He gives you a hug before he leaves.

You sit infront of the piano and start to play. It's been a while since you played of your accord. Unknown to you a crowd gathers. As you end the song they all applaud. You smile.

You decide to sit on one of the sofas and scroll on your phone using your secret account.

Someone keeps a plate of Appetisers next to you. You look up to see the most handsome guy you've come across in a while.

"Thank you Mr...?"

"Jeon Jungkook Miss."

"Thanks for the food. Can I trouble you to ask for a drink?"

"It's no trouble at all." He says disappearing into the kitchen.

He comes back with a drink.

"A special mocktail for the lady."

"No alcohol."

"The lady is already intoxicating I doubt any alcohol could compare."

Admittedly your reaction is a bit delayed. Your brain stops working for a moment. Were you being flirted with? Your braincells are screaming may day.

"I guess it all works out then, if I get drunk I may forget and I wouldn't risk forgetting someone so handsome." You say hoping it sounds flirty but not weird.

He laughs and you are mesmerised.

"I'm back y/nie" Namjoon comes in almost knocking one of the waiters down.

That clumsy fool. You think.

"Yes yes. Welcome back." You say. Jungkook has already slipped away.

"Let's go to my room." Namjoon takes your hand and drags you to his room. You are left with no choice but to follow. You give one last look towards Jungkook who catches your gaze and smiles making you blush.

Namjoon's closet is large. He always did like clothes and accessory. His room is comfortable and filled with books and art.

"So which one looks better?" He asks showing you his outfits for tonight.

"The black is classic. You can't go wrong with it. "

He nods agreeing. You hug a Ryan plushie and wait for Joon to change looking at your phone.

When he's ready you head back to the party together.

Namjoons adopted father introduces you to every one as a special guest. Jackson Namjoon's new friend is especially kind to you.

"Hey Namjoonie won't you introduce me." He says.

Namjoon rolls his eyes at his friends antics. "Y/n This is Jackson. My college friend. Jackson this is y/n my childhood friend." Namjoon introduces.

Jackson shakes your hand. "I'm a fan. If it isn't much can I request you to bestow us with your melodius voice."

"I'm flattered.. but I'm afraid I.." You trail of seeing Jungkook eavesdropping on the conversation.

"Come on y/n one song." Namjoon also request.

"Fine." You concede. "But you owe me big time namjoonie."

"Anything you want." Namjoon promises.

So the stage is set and guitar in hand. You begin.

As you sing, your eyes trace Jungkook, who disappears and appears like the moon playing hide and seek with clouds. And as the song comes to an end.

"Though our footsteps may be out of step/I want to walk this path with you/Still with you~~" you sing the last lines as if it were a confession.

He smiles at you, his eyes shining before people come in front of you, blocking your line of sight.

You smile at everyone naturally stepping into the shoes of Melody. It takes a while for the crowd to dwindle by the time Jungkook is nowhere to be found.

And the party ends without you meeting him again.

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You lay in Namjoon's bed. Coincidentally you both have time of together. You have some time before your next tour starts. You're using his phone to try and find Jungkook. It's like searching for a needle in a haystack. But you look through all the pictures of the party posted on Instagram.

"Y/n you do know right.. he might not have been tagged. I looked through the staff list but there's no one by the name Jungkook. You sure you didn't get it wrong?" Namjoon asks. He's left you to your own devices and started painting.

"I'm 100% sure. Why don't you ask again. What if he was a part timer?"

Namjoon sighs. "You're quite stubborn"

"You owe me after putting me on spot on your party like that."

Namjoon groans. "Fine. I'll text again."

You're scrolling eyes tired when you finally see him in the background of the photos. You sqeal. Jumping on Namjoon's bed. "I found him." Namjoon chuckles at your antics.

"Me too. Apparently he's a student. At Smeraldo Universities Culinary Science College. He came here for a summer internship. " Namjoon informs you.

You hug Namjoon excited. "Hey joonie.. do you think we should go to that friends trip?." Your eyes are shining with mischief.

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Authors note: Hey so that's the first chapter. The next chapter will come the next week mostly. Let me know your thoughts . Feedback is appreciated 👏. Hope you have a nice day. Let me know if you want to be added in the taglist. And your thoughts so far. Comments really help boost my morale and make my day. Or you can reblog as well. 🥺👉👈 or send asks.. ok bye.

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twopoppies · 4 months

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I'm struggling so hard to get to that place of acceptance. I'm just so bitter and disappointed with the way things turned out. I can honestly say that it was never about them coming out for me but for some reason, even though I knew they were ambitious, I didn't realize how much. And what they were willing to do to make music and tour. I genuinely believed that by 2024 they would want to be in a place where they didn't have to/want to stunt and just let the work speak for itself and keep the rest private. I naively thought that because they had each other (and the other boys) and because they seemed so mentally strong and defiant in a lot of ways, that they wouldn't "succumb" to the trappings of the industry, but instead forge their own paths on their own terms. Idealistic, I know.

I think we all have to accept that we really know very, very little about what goes on behind the scenes. We have no idea what sort of sacrifices they've made or how hard some decisions are for them. We also don't know what their long-term goals are. Or what positive gains they make with each agreement to do XYZ "negative" thing. It's easy to judge someone when we don't hold all the cards. You know? There are things I wish were different, too. But I guess I've just let go of feeling like I know what would be better for them or like I have any idea what their lives would look like if they were "less ambitious".

I have to believe that they know what makes them happiest, that they know best how to get to the goals they've set, and that they understand all the players and all the rules of the game they're playing. I know none of it. So, as long as I enjoy the art they make, I enjoy their concerts, and I enjoy whatever side projects they're involved in, then I can accept that they sometimes will do other stuff that's irritating (like stunts). I get that it's not that simple for everyone.

#fandom dynamics

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magnoliabutters · 1 year

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• HOW'S THIS GONNA PLAY OUT? •

pairing: modern-au!steddie, eddie munson x steve harrington

summary: truth, dare, or drink with the fruity four? it’s all fun and games until someone gets dared to kiss the other…

warnings: 18+ content, adult language; best friends to lovers, angst, slow burn, mutual pining, hot and heavy make out sesh, drinking, discussing of past trauma, canon divergence, season 4 mini-spoilers, etc.

word count: ~5.8k

inspired by: @batboysxprompts steddie flash event, theme of bats

reblogs, comments, & thoughts are greatly appreciated! 🧡🦇

note: i had so much fun writing this up, thank you thank you for the prompt! happy to be a part of it! and i hope you enjoy reading! i have also linked some music below, i encourage you to listen while you read at a specific part (you'll know when).

“Eddie, you seriously can’t expect us to believe you ran into Cate Blanchett at some grocery store,” Robin grumbles through a laugh. Eddie sits up from the couch. His back straight as his brows pull forward. His legs fully man-spread as he turns towards his friend to his right. His face serious, stern. “Uh, yeah, I can. ‘Cause it’s the truth,” he says sarcastically, blowing out a sigh of disbelief. His feelings slightly hurt upon hearing his friends’ reactions.

Steve laughs, staring at the boy. Nancy giggles in the corner, hiding behind her hand anytime a chuckle was louder than intended. “It was a grocery store when we went on tour with the Coffin in Chicago,” Eddie continues. His voice gradually becoming more stressed as he looks around a room of distrustful faces.

“I don’t know, Munson,” Steve says, taking a sharp breath through gritted teeth. “Do you even know who Cate is? I didn’t pin you as an Ocean’s 8 kind of guy.” Eddie scoffs, before shaking his head and taking a swig of his beer. His opened hands swaying back and forth as his lips tighten into an even thinner line. “You mean Lady Galadriel? Yeah, I’ve heard of her,” he states flatly.

Nancy and Robin chuckle as they exchange taunting looks. “Har har,” Eddie says with a melancholy attitude. “Let’s all laugh at the freak, huh?” Steve lands a flat hand against his shoulder, shaking Eddie’s pitiful shrug. Nancy tightens her lip, pinning her chin to her chest. Robin is slow to notice the social cues flying through the air, but she bit off her smile watching Nancy.

“Relax, Munson,” Steve soothes, putting his other hand on Eddie’s shoulders. He shakes him side to side, pulling a smirk across his face. Eddie often feels comfort in Steve’s embrace. “I mean, you did win two truths and a lie,” Steve adds with an impressed expression. The girls quickly nod and agree with him, making red run through Eddie’s cheeks.

“Yeah, I guess that’s true,” Eddie mumbles under his breath. Steve pulls his hands from his shoulders with a smile. A nice, firm pat against his upper back before returning to his elbows against his knees as he leans forward. “Maybe we should change it up,” Nancy suggests with a shrug. “Yeah,” Robin agrees as she pulls her apple watch to her face. “It’s already midnight and I’m barely past tipsy.”

Steve peers around his living room. Nancy is dressed like a crazy scientist. Robin’s living her Indiana Jones dream. Eddie wears a wizard hat, but other than that is wearing his usual attire. While Steve rests back in his ironic bat costume. He is the happiest he could be in this moment.

Almost like clock work, the Halloween party started to die down and make its way over to its next location, Alex’s basement. The Harrington’s was always the first spot in the party brigade, and he prefers it that way. He loves that special moment when all those random, careless people disappear and the truest stay behind. Luckily for him, that meant Robin, Nancy, and Eddie. Now, he could really have fun.

“Thanks for hosting, Harrington,” a random person from college mumbles before slamming the front door behind him. Steve throws his hand up, two fingers waving as he gestures goodbye without turning his head. He settles into the love seat across from the couch. His heels landing against the coffee table. “Ah, just us girls,” he sighs with relief.

“Okay, okay,” Steve starts, pushing his hand through his hair. “What about a good old game of truth, dare, or drink?” Nancy’s lips immediately pull to their sides. A hesitant face surely to follow. “What in the hell is truth, dare, or drink?” she asks quietly. Eddie laughs, finally falling back onto the couch cushions again. “I thought you were the smart one,” he starts. “Wanna take a guess, Wheeler?” he asks, leaning closer to the girls. His teeth slightly biting the tip of his tongue.

Nancy rolls her eyes, all in good fun, as she leans back with arms crossed against her chest. Eddie pulls back with a smirk, acknowledging that she didn’t bite back like usual. “It’s basically truth or dare but if you don’t want to answer the question OR you don’t want to do the dare,” Robin trails off. She makes a click with the side of her tongue as she looks down towards the bottle of scotch between the four.

“Okay,” Nancy starts before bringing a red solo cup to her smiling lips. “So who’s going first?” Her big blue eyes peering over the white lip of the plastic. Eddie excitedly rubs his palms together with a huge maniacal laugh. Steve smiles, doting his eyes towards Robin, who meets him halfway. He always enjoyed the small glimpses into the childish Eddie he knows and loves, and sometimes envies. Robin immediately recognizes this, as the two have some weird psychic twin connection. A large amount of words can be communicated between them with only a look.

Robin’s brows perk as her tongue slides across before a bite upon her lip. Steve huffs before solemnly placing his hand up to volunteer. “Alright, and who’s doing the asking?” he inquires through a chuckle. “Hm, I can go first,” Nancy whispers coyly. A curl of his lips shows his acceptance of her challenge. He nods for her to proceed.

“Steve, truth or dare?” Nancy asks, sucking her tongue against her cheek. Steve pretends to consider it, humming as his index finger taps against his chin lightly. “You’re not going to be too mean to me, are you, Nance?” he asks with a flirtatious grin. Nancy shrugs, her mouth tight as she enjoys the anticipation.

Steve cocks his head to the right. His shoulders hugging his ears. “Let’s do truth,” he whispers. Elation floods through Nancy’s pupils as a growing smirk appears between her cheeks. “What is your favorite position?” Robin lets out a scoff of disbelief. Her shoulder bumping playfully against Eddie’s. His ringed hand immediately cups his mouth. A clear smack heard throughout the Harrington house.

Abruptly, Eddie’s shock drops. His brows furrow as he looks between his two friends. “Wait, shouldn’t you already know that, Wheeler?” he asks, pursing his lips and squinting his eyes. Both Nancy and Robin give him a death stare that immediately forces his hands straight into the air. Steve smirks slyly. “No, she wouldn’t know,” he says, providing a reassuring nod towards his ex-girlfriend. “We’ve both grown since we were last with each other.”

The group finds itself silent. Eddie resting back against the couch, still on edge and with eyes that travel between each of his friends. Nancy and Steve are holding some sweet nostalgic moment, staring at each other. Robin’s lip rises on one side as disgust becomes apparent on her face.

“So, you drinking or truthin’,” Robin says impatiently. Her hands waving before her as her wide eyes bare holes into Steve’s face. “Truth,” he says as he finally pulls away from Nancy’s gaze. “Big fan of reverse cowgirl,” he starts, as he leans back into the loveseat. He relaxes, putting his hands behind his head. “I’m an ass man after all.” Eddie laughs, making hoots and hollers to encourage his “ass man” status.

“That was a good one, Nance,” Robin shared with a nod. “Okay, Steve. Pick someone.” Steve’s chin lifts. His eyes to the ceiling as he exaggerates his thinking, despite absolutely knowing who he was going to ask. “Edward Munson,” he says, annunciating each syllable. Eddie jumps in his seat, pressing his hand against his chest in surprise. “Truth or dare?” Steve asks lightly, leaning in to grab his cup from the table. He takes a sip while staring down at the man before him.

“Well, I sure as shit know you're going to be an ass,” Eddie starts, shaking his head. “Dare.” Steve nods slowly. The edges of his mouth pull down as he is impressed with Munson’s sixth sense. He ponders over a dare. How do you dare someone who practically does anything and everything he wants? Who has no problem breaking social norms and laughs while sharing the tale?

Steve had to come up with something to make him want to drink. “Hm,” he starts. “I dare you to give Robin a lap dance.” Robin’s entire body language perks up as a big old smile fills her face. She sits up and scoots the edge of the couch. Her hands lightly patting against the tops of her thighs. Nancy giggles, “Oh, that’s dirty, Steve.”

Eddie bites his lip upon hearing the dare. He nods his head slowly while he mauls over the idea. “How long?” he asks with his eyes glued to the scotch between them. “For a song,” Steve responds with a smirk. “You choose.” Eddie nods again, more feverishly this time as he considers the dare. He speeds up as though he’s egging himself on. “If I take another shot, I’m gonna die,” he mutters under his breath.

Suddenly, he stands up and smacks his hand out in front of Robin. “Your phone, madam,” he demands. “Oui, monsieur,” she says all giddy. She plops her smart phone into his hand. He pulls up Spotify and quickly chooses his song. He is strategic as he decides on a song that is both danceable, makes him feel sexy, and is rather short. He connects Robin’s phone to Harrington’s Bluetooth surround sound.

As the drum and guitar start a rather recognizable beat, Eddie shakes out his hands. He takes his curly hair out from his messy bun and taps his feet to the beat. Song 2 by Blur blasts through the speakers. Steve originally intended for the dare to be a laughable joke, but now he is mesmerized by the scene before him. He enjoys the way his curls bounce against his shoulders.

At the first “Woohoo,” Eddie harshly bangs his curls before Robin. She giggles in surprise, not expecting his sudden fit of head banging. Her shocked and smiling face turns to both Steve and Nancy. Eddie continues to sing along with the chorus, hyping himself up.

Without any warning, he jumps and lands his knees on the sides of Robin’s thighs. She screams in excitement and shock as he lands harshly against her thighs. Soon, her screams turn into encouraging yes’s as she watches him loosen up before her very eyes.

Along with each strong beat of the song, Eddie grinds against Robin’s thighs. His hands tuck at ends of his shirt, ripping it over his torso. Steve sinks into his seat. His palm covering his mouth, which undeniably hides a smile. His pupils innately expanding at the sight.

Eddie’s closed hands dance near his head as he digs his hip bones into Robin’s. Her laughter encourages him. He couldn’t imagine doing this with anyone else. Robin is the one he could let loose with the most, knowing she’ll always be there the next day no matter what he shares about himself. He hopes to get to that level of trust with Steve one day.

The guitar finally drops and the song is over. Eddie hops up from Robin’s lap. His chest slightly glossed from sweat. Robin starts a rather enthused round of applause as Eddie instinctually begins to bow. “Honestly, I thought the song was a bit short but I loved it,” she chuckles out. “Ten out of ten,” she says with all ten of her digits up in the sky, before they turn into a pair of solid thumbs up.

Eddie flips his curled hair, gathering it up and quickly placing it into the messy bun he’s known for. Steve can’t stop his eyes from raking over Eddie’s body. He was jealous of how his body moved, how it was shaped. He also caught himself wishing he could touch it. That bare skin. Down to the lines that lead to his hips.

But his face drops as he involuntarily touches two fingers to Eddie’s side. Eddie jumps at the unexpected sensation. “Dude, did you get another tattoo?” Steve asks as he looks up to Eddie. “Oh yeah,” he laughs. “Pretty sick, huh?” He curls his torso to look at the tattoo just below the left side of his rib cage. A gnarly demented tattoo of a rose who’s stem eventually turns into barbed wire rests upon his skin.

Steve pulls back, laying against the back of the loveseat once more. His mouth squished to the side of his cheek. His arms crossed over his chest. “So you went through with it, huh,” he expresses carelessly. Eddie shrugs, letting out a breathy sigh. “I just kept looking at ‘em,” he starts as he raises his hands before slapping them against his thighs. Robin’s brows pull perplexed, until the light bulb turns on in her head reminding her of Eddie’s newly covered scars.

“I mean, you know,” Eddie adds, gesturing towards Steve. “It’s not easy getting a daily reminder of the day you almost died.” Steve nods, keeping his eyes down. He knows exactly what he means, but unsteadiness resides in his chest. He isn’t sure why, but the thought of Eddie erasing his scars was hurtful. Those scars were the very reason he and Eddie stayed connected after everything happened. That is what they built their strong, yet co-dependent friendship on. What does it mean if those scars are gone? Will they be able to find anything else in common between them?

Nancy adds to the silence. She notices the sudden shift in Steve’s demeanor. “So, Eddie, who’re you picking?” His head picks up from analyzing his new tattoo. Another childish and boasting smile upon his mouth. “Hm? Well, it’s between the two of you, right?” he says as he crashes back onto the couch, landing against Robin’s shoulder. He curls his head back, looking at her upside down. “Buckley,” he says in a sing songy voice. “Truth or dare?”

Robin smiles, shrugging him off. Eddie falls against the other side of the cushion with all the exaggeration he could muster. “Truth,” she states, mimicking his singing tone. His eyes widen and a large smile spreads across his face. “Oh no,” she whispers under her breath. She most definitely chose wrong. “Why haven’t you put the moves on Vicki yet?” Eddie says with a raise of his brow. He turns to look at the others, nodding and gesturing for their encouragement. Steve nods and shrugs, acknowledging that it was, in fact, a good question. Nancy sinks into her cushion, sipping against her cup and hiding behind its rim.

With a deep sigh, Robin sits up and shoots Eddie an annoyed look. “I’m taking it slow,” she mutters half-heartedly. A brisk tsk, tsk, tsk falls from his lips. “You remember the rules, don’t you, Buckley?” he starts, as he leans back and holds his arm atop the couch’s cushions. “The truth,” he starts, “or the bottle.” His hands raise as he shrugs. “I don’t make the rules.” Robin shoots him a quick, sharp look for calling her out on her shit. She rolls her eyes and scoffs. “Fuck it,” she smiles as she reaches for the neck of the bottle.

Eddie and Steve laugh as they clap excitedly. Robin’s brows pull together as she places the mouth of the bottle against her lips. A disgusted expression fills her face as she pulls away from the scotch. “Shit, god,” she spits before dropping it harshly against the coffee table. Steve quickly puts his hands out to catch the liquor if it were to fall over. “That’s it, Robs,” Eddie laughs. “Fuck the truth.” Robin slowly turns towards him. Her ‘oh, no you didn’t’ face on full display. “Alright Munson,” she says with a nod. “Payback.”

Robin takes a slow breath as she adjusts her hair out of her face. Her cheeks flustering with crimson as the alcohol hits her system. “Nance,” she starts. “Truth or dare?” Nancy smiles at the sight of the tipsy friend before her. “Dare,” she says courageously, knowing that Robin wouldn’t set her up to fail. Robin peers around the room. “Hm, I dare you to,” she trails off. Her eyes sinking into the coffee table as she drowns in thought. “Ah! I dare you to kiss someone here,” she says as she points between the two boys.

Steve and Eddie instantly jump up to the idea. Their relaxed bodies now straight, stiff, and narrow. Steve runs fingers through his hair as Eddie bounces his brows at the girl. Nancy’s mouth pulls down as she looks over her options. Steve or Eddie or … Nancy stands, directing all eyes on her. Steve licks his lips as he watches the beautiful girl adjust her nervous stance. But all he can do is just watch as she walks towards Robin.

Robin’s big blue eyes staring right into Nancy’s. Not at all considering the possibility of Nancy choosing to kiss her. She lands upon her knees between Robin’s legs. Those innocent eyes peering up at her. Nancy’s hand slowly floats to Robin’s cheek. She pulls her in, closing her eyes, and lands her lips against hers gently. Eddie is biting against his rings and knuckles as he watches in absolute infatuation of the scene unfolding before him. He crosses his legs instinctually. Steve’s mouth, the exact opposite, as it hangs open and loose.

Nancy is the first to pull away. Her eyes slowly opening as Robin’s lashes remain fluttering. Her lips still pursed. A blush raises to Nancy’s cheeks as she rests back onto her seat. “Robin,” she asks softly. Robin hums dizzily, slowly opening her eyes. A smile beaming on her face. “Truth or dare?” Robin, drunkenly replies, “Hm? Oh, yes - erm - truth.”

Nancy giggles, before placing a gentle hand to Robin’s knee, attempting to ground her. Fortunately, it seems to have worked. “What did you think of us all when we first met?” she asks innocently. Robin lets out a clear lip trill. “Oh shit,” she bursts into a fit of nervous laughter. She sinks back into the couch’s cushions. Eddie smirks, scoffing. “Oh I gotta hear this,” he says, jumping closer to Robin’s side.

“Okay, okay,” Robin announces, effortlessly bouncing back from the shock of the question. “I’m gonna answer but I’m going to make it short.” Nancy pouts, while Steve throws his hands up in frustration. “Hey! At least I’m answering,” she yells.

Robin adjusts her sit so she can stare into those chocolate eyes of Eddie’s. “A weirdo,” she starts, but immediately explains herself in a hasty fashion. “But-but you know that being a ‘wierdo’ is a term of endearment for me.” Eddie laughs, nodding as he sucks his tongue to the inside of his cheek. “Okay, Buckley, noted,” he taunts. “Just as long as you know you’re a weirdo too.” He shoots her a smile which is quickly returned. She always enjoyed Eddie’s company, knowing that she had another atypical beside her.

Robin turns to Steve. The words quickly fall from her mouth without hesitation. “Dingus.” Steve gasps, exaggerating as all hell, as he watches Robin switch over to Nancy. “Nancy,” she says with affection. “I was worried about you. I thought you’d hated me.” Nancy’s face becomes sad as she lets out a soft “aw.” “But when I finally got to know you, I could see what Steve saw in you and now you’re one of my closest friends.” Nancy’s frown immediately turns upside down as she reaches towards her gal pal with open arms. “Ugh, you’re one of my closest friends too!” she whines as the two sway side to side in their hug.

Eddie coughs heavily to evoke his classic cop deep voice. “Break it up, love birds,” he says under the guise of his hand. Steve laughs, throwing his head back. He always could count on Eddie to say the things he only thought about. He loved that about the man. Nancy pulls away, looking at Eddie with a goofy grin. “You’re so funny, Eds,” Nancy mumbles sarcastically.

Robin sharply turns to Eddie. Her middle finger up with a snarky grin. “You know what, you just reminded me. Payback’s a bitch,” she starts. A smirk pulling at the side of her lips. “Truth or dare, Munson,” she says in an eery tone. Eddie leans back from her ghostly fingers with a chuckle. “Do your worst Buckley,” he taunts. “Dare.” The smirk continues to pull on Robin’s face. She gets exactly what she wanted.

“Seven minutes in heaven,” Robin announces. She looks around the room and notes a two paneled door by the entryway. “There,” she points. “With,” she trails off. She keeps her eyes set on Eddie’s. His taunting smile pursing his lips. “Dingus,” she lets slip out of her mouth. Nancy’s jaw drops as she slowly turns to Steve’s bright red face. Robin enjoys watching the blood drain from Eddie’s cheeks. She is shocked that he didn’t see this coming, but she doesn’t let it show. “And you know the rules, you don’t get to leave until you hook up.” Robin immediately turns her pointer finger to both of her boys. Her eyes narrowing as she makes a stern face. “Honor system.”

Eddie’s eyes fall upon his rings. His fingers twist them as he considers the path ahead. He would be lying if he said he never thought about Steve’s lips. How they looked so soft. How they plump up every time he’s excited. He would be lying if he said he never thought about why they call him “Hair-ington.” Those brunette waves that bring an abundance of joy to his heart. An ambiguous line of desperately wanting the hair for himself and wanting to run his fingers through its strands. He wants to make Steve feel good, but he only considered the idea of blurring the lines of friendship in the dark of his room.

Steve, on the other hand, was trying to decipher whether or not he was having a heart attack. His heart most definitely fell to the pit of his stomach upon hearing the dare. His eyes fall before him, widening as the seconds pass by. He couldn’t help but think if Robin did this on purpose. There had been a few times the two were smoking and the idea of feeling different things for Eddie came up. He could never say exactly what things or what feelings. He told her in confidence, absolute confidence. Steve knew if this was her plan that she did it with good intent, but that didn’t change the pain emanating from his chest.

Eddie raises his eyes to Robin. Her smile falls as she recognizes the genuine worry in his eyes, as opposed to the amusing stress she was expecting. “Steve,” he whispers before slowly turning towards the boy. Steve raises his head. His lips form into a straight line. “Your call, dude,” Steve says, struggling to come off as casual. “The scotch isn’t that bad,” Robin adds. Her eyes now encouraging, trying to give him the out that his body language craved for.

With the slightest side smile and a sigh, Eddie nods and accepts his fate. “I said I wouldn’t drink anymore tonight,” he shares. It’s the truth. He did have work early in the morning after all. He was already pushing it with exhaustion. He did not need to add a hangover and a migraine to the 8-hour shift. “Let’s go Harrington,” he says as he stands and makes his way towards the closet.

Steve notices that Eddie has yet to make eye contact with him. The red flushing his cheeks as watches his bare back walk toward the front closet. One stray curl falling between his shoulder blades. His heart no longer rests in his stomach. His heart beats, harshly, against his rib cage. He struggles to swallow the sudden amount of saliva resting on his tongue. A rough clearing of his throat and he stands. He throws a furious look at Robin, who’s already sinking in her seat with regret.

Eddie opens one of the closet doors. His ringed hand tight against the knob. He finally turns back and looks at Steve. Comfort rushes his system as he watches his friend nervously crack his knuckles. His chin pinned to his chest as he walks towards him. “You ready for this,” he says softly. Steve looks up, taking a deep breath. He catches a glimpse of Eddie’s bicep. Why is it so flexed holding the door? Why did it excite him? He nods, pulls the overhead light’s string, and walks into the roomy space, terrified of the next seven minutes.

Robin slowly approaches. She sucks in her lips in an awkward fashion. “Seven minutes,” she says softly. Regret filled in her face. Eddie smirks, solemnly, as he looks down at his watch. 12:57 am. “Gotcha,” he nods as he closes the door behind him.

Steve takes a sharp breath as an disingenuous smile sprawls across his face. “Alright, Munson,” he starts. A peculiar excitement clear within his voice. “How’s this gonna play out?” Eddie turns around from closing the door. He immediately notes the fake energy floating above Steve’s head. “We can just lie,” he suggests, despite the words paining his heart.

Steve was surprised by the sudden drop of his stomach. His chest spreading tightness like wildfire. He didn’t want that, not at all. In this moment, he realizes he wanted Eddie. He wanted to kiss him. To know him as more than a friend. Immediately, he is struck with the thought of them holding hands. His arms around him. His head upon his chest, snuggling in the late of night. All it took was the possibility of a kiss being ripped from his hands to acknowledge the reality that has been screaming at him since he first saw the boy.

But he also cannot escape the associated fear. Steve has never once felt this way about any guy. A boy labeled the “freak of Hawkins.” Someone Steve thought he would never connect with. Never be friends with. And yet, one simple introduction from his unexpected best friend and he is set for life. Another unexpected best friend and heart eyes for all of eternity.

On the other hand, the words fell out of Eddie’s mouth and he wished he could quickly pick them all up. Regret filled his body. He wanted nothing more than to kiss Steve. He has been thinking about it for weeks on end. Anytime the gang got together, he struggled to pull his eyes from his lips. He struggled not to ogle at his hair, at those sweet honey eyes.

As much as he wanted all of him, Eddie wanted Steve to be comfortable more than anything. It is upsetting to see Steve place a strong facade between them, but Eddie understands. He thought they were closer than that, but then again they’ve never been put in a situation like this before.

Steve is quick to drop his overwhelming feelings. He does what he does best. He starts a fight, breaking all ties to the sensitive strings of his heart. “Why did you really cover up your scars?” Eddie is thrown off by the sudden shift in energy. His brows push together as he looks at the boy before him in astonishment. “I told you, because I couldn’t help looking at them every day,” he answers with a bit of a snarky attitude.

“Those scars meant something,” Steve says with his eyes to his feet. He instantly regrets picking a fight in such a small space. Where can he escape now? He still has at least 5 minutes. “All they meant were painful memories that I’d like to forget,” Eddie whispers. He looks at Steve in confusion. “Those bats brought us together and you just erased them, like that,” Steve mutters with a snap of his fingers. His head springs up as disappointment rings true upon his face.

“They didn’t bring us together,” Eddie says slowly. “Henderson did.” Steve shakes his head, blowing out a raspberry in response to Eddie’s recollection. “We could have easily dropped each other after Vecna,” he states matter of factly. Eddie winces at the name. His body being rushed by a sudden and short lasting wave of shock. “We only stayed together because we were both healing from bites.”

Eddie scoffs, his mind reeling. “Are you seriously telling me that you think we bonded over our fucking demobat wounds?” He throws his hands in the air. “How about the fact that we almost died together? How about the fact that we make a great team? That despite our first impressions, we have some common ground on favorite movies.” Now it was Steve’s turn to wince. He has never seen Eddie so upset.

“You fucking showed up dressed like a bat,” Eddie continues. “And I get it, you deal with your trauma through humor but guess what, Harrington? I don’t!” His body becomes more energized. His emotions, reactions, movements are more fulfilled and loud. He rips his shirt up, exposing the freshly covered scar. “This is how I deal with it. I get rid of it,” he says, poking harshly at his skin. “When I looked at my scar, all I saw was that sky lighting up red. I see that tornado of bats raining around me. I see my entire life flash before my eyes because I was convinced that that was it for me.” He adds softly under his breath, "Until you saved me."

Eddie throws his shirt down. He points a firm finger to Steve’s face. His poor, horrified, regretful face. “No, I don’t see you when I look at my scars. I don’t see this shit as the only thing that brought us together,” he continues. “You know what I think about? I think about us laughing our asses off at the stupidities of Ridgemont High. I think about us throwing popcorn everywhere ‘cause of all those Critters jump scares.”

Steve’s brow lifts as confidence fills his chest. At the very least, Eddie acknowledges the strong friendship between them. It is NOT one sided. There is so much more than just these scars that connect them. How could he be so stupid? So dumb-witted? He gets so lost in thought that he almost misses the next words out of Eddie’s mouth. “You are my best friend. I love you, man,” he mutters under his breath. “I think I did from the moment I saw you.”

Steve is pulled from his thoughts. His eyes widen as his puffy lower lip slightly separates from his top. Eddie loves his classic dumbfounded look. “You love me?” he whispers. “Yeah, I do. Take that however you want, but it’s the truth and I’m tired of pretending that it isn’t,” he says, chewing on his lip. His strong boisterous confidence almost had Steve fooled, but he knew Eddie too much to know that he was just a ball of nerves across from him.

As the silence fills, Eddie’s energy starts to fall. His smile dwindling to nothing. He pulls his lips into a straight line as he shakes his head. His eyes to the ground. “I-I just meant as friends-,” he attempts to backtrack but Steve crashes against his perfect lips. Eddie stumbles back into hanged coats that soften his fall against the closet’s wall. Steve’s hand presses against his cheek. His fingers entangling with the curly locks of hair. It is softer than he imagined.

Eddie immediately returns the favor. Without pulling from the kiss, he pushes off the wall and pins Steve against the opposite. His hand traveling around his hip, digging underneath his shirt. His warm hand against the soft tingly skin of Steve. He moans ever so slightly into the kiss, opening his lips slightly. Steve takes the opportunity and slowly swishes his tongue against his lips. Eddie bites into the kiss, welcoming his advances, and pulls his closer into his chest.

The passion between them was unimaginable. It was reckless and beautiful. It was water taking absolutely forever to finally boil. But now that it’s boiled, it will never stop. The two knew it, almost immediately. Just like when they saw each other for the first time. This is forever. This is meant to be. This is destined, written in their stars.

Steve entangles his fingers within the back of Eddie’s hair. His other hand pressing firmly against the small of his back. Eddie’s fingernails dig into his hip bones, leaving little half moon indents that he plans to kiss later. Involuntarily, he presses deeply against Steve’s thighs. His hips slowly rutting against him as the kisses become more hot and heavy. Both of their minds bursting with dopamine.

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Eddie pulls away only to stop the beating. However, Steve puts his thumb to his lips. He wipes away salvia with a smile on his face. The moment has passed. Nonchalantly, Eddie twists his wrist to show Steve the time. “1:04 am, right on the dot,” Steve confirms. “We did it,” Eddie adds breathlessly. Steve runs a hand through his hair, shooting glances at the closet’s door. “Guess you don’t have to drink after all,” he says while grabbing the knob.

Quickly, Eddie places his palm gently upon the back of Steve’s hand. Their eyes slowly trail up towards each other. “What’s the plan, Harrington? We talking about this or pretending it never happened?” Eddie asks, pulling away. The side of Steve’s smile raises as he slowly shakes his head. “Oh, we’re talking about this,” he shares. “Just not with Buckley around.” Eddie lets out a small, but loud laugh. “I agree,” he murmurs.

With both boys smiling, Steve slowly turns the knob to open the door. He whispers, “Hello?” as his eyes desperately look for Robin. She is prone to hiding and popping out for a scare so Steve is always on edge. As he carefully walks down the hall and to the living room, he stops sharply. Eddie’s analyzing eyes don’t realize and he bumps heavily against Steve’s back. Steve shushes him, while raising his arms up to keep him from moving forward.

Just before the two of them is a hot and heavy hook up between Nancy and Robin.

Eddie cups his face with widening eyes as Steve turns to him with a finger pressed against his lips. “Go back to the closet,” he whispers. The two boys quietly rush back in, slowly closing the door behind them. “What’s the plan, Munson?” Steve asks with a smile. “I say, Buckley can come find us,” he answers with a bounce to his brow. With a smile, Steve crashes his lips against Eddie. His arms wrapped around his waist as Eddie’s arms loosely circle his neck. The two are happily in love and happily aware of each other’s love. Best friends turned lovers. Meant to be.

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Halloween Night!

Link to the rest! I've been super busy this week because I just moved back into college, but I hope that you guys enjoy this one, Ember and Jamie have quite the moment!

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Ember was finally happy.

Ever since she was discovered by all three roommates, her life had taken a turn for the better. Ember listened to their request to “come chill” with them, and although it had taken some time for her to warm up to them, she found herself being fully integrated into the group.

At first, she only came out to ask them for something and she would leave, then she would end up staying out longer and longer, and pretty soon, Ember would spend more time outside the walls than inside. It never felt wrong though, Ember was the happiest she’d been in a long time. She would sit and watch the boys play video games, she would listen to them talk and joke with one another, and it felt so different. This time, Ember was included. Even though most of the time, she was quiet, they still involved her, just like she was one of them. They would ask her questions, let her join in their activities, and generally were extremely kind to her. The boys had a particular joy in showing Ember things she had never seen or experienced before. Every chance they got, they were having her try all the candies and sweets that she never had access to, or showing her a new genre of music that she never heard before, or teaching her a new slang phrase that she didn’t understand, they just wanted to show her everything.

She could fondly remember a particular instance where the boys let her try a new type of drink, a “red bull” they said it was called. It tasted delightful; Ember loved the feeling of the bubbles from carbonated drinks. Later though, she felt like a firecracker with the amount of energy she had. She could recall how worried the boys were about her abundance of energy.

“Guys, we should not have done that,” Jamie had said.

Overall, Ember finally felt complete, this was what she had always wanted. Even though there was always a nagging feeling of guilt in the back of her head, the guilt of breaking borrower code, the guilt of failing her late family, the guilt of disappointing all of her kind, she truly believed that her new friends were worth the guilt.

Jamie knew his friends were great.

At first, when Ember was discovered, he worried a little bit that the boys might not accept her or may treat her like an outsider. But boy was he wrong. His friends did the complete opposite, they treated her as if she was always part of their group, like it was completely normal for her to be around.

Although they hadn’t known Ember for very long, they all cared for her. She was like their 5-inch tall, little sister, even though she was older than all of them by a year.

Jamie was overjoyed to be spending more time with Ember as well. He loved seeing her laugh at their jokes, or her curious little expressions whenever they would show her something new. He just found her so fascinating, he couldn’t even believe she was real sometimes.

Another great thing was that Ember’s ankle had fully healed. She was finally back to the mobility that she had before, and it was great to see her back up to speed.

He just wanted to see her happy.

It was a stormy and rainy Halloween night.

The boys had been excitedly discussing possible plans the entire day, but when the howling wind and rain showed no signs of stopping in the evening, they had to stay indoors. Although they were annoyed about their plans being derailed, it was still going to be a fun and relaxing night.

The boys were going to have a horror movie marathon. Caleb and Jamie were busy arguing about which movie to watch first while Jesus was getting the snacks ready. Ember was sitting on the armrest of the couch watching Jamie’s face increasingly redden in irritation.

“Dude!” he yelled exasperatedly, “we can’t watch Jeepers Creepers first. It’ll be way too scary for her!”

“C’monnnn! Do you think she’s a freaking baby or something?” Caleb yelled back.

“No! It’s her first horror movie, I don’t want her having nightmares!”

“Can you guys shut the fuck up and pick something already?” Jesus said putting down a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table, “just put on Halloween or something.”

Caleb looked appalled, “ok! Fine!” He stormed over to the couch and plopped down angrily, “do whatever you want because you guys obviously don’t care about my opinion!”

Jamie, Ember, and Jesus all exchanged looks, then Jamie selected the movie Halloween and hit play before proceeding to sit down right next to Ember’s spot. Her stomach flipped when she felt his huge presence sit down so close to her, his trunk-sized arm was resting barely a foot away from where she sat. Although he wasn’t touching her, he was so close that she could reach out and poke him if she wanted to.

The movie began, and Ember found it quite hard to focus on it. Jamie was right there; she could almost feel the warmth emanating from him and she had to stop herself from scooting closer to his arm. She looked across the couch to see Caleb watching the movie and pouting at the same time while Jesus munched on his popcorn. She looked up at Jamie to see him also focusing on the movie, he had his other hand resting on his chin, he was chewing his bottom lip, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed in concentration. His brown eyes, which were illuminated by the bright screen reflected the movie as well. He suddenly glanced down, making eye contact with Ember, to which she quickly turned away, trying to look like she was also concentrating on the movie. Her embarrassment rose, she’d just been absolutely caught staring.

Before long, Jesus and Caleb had fallen asleep, leaving Jamie and Ember to finish watching the movie by themselves. At a particularly scary part, Ember had yelped and covered her eyes and while her eyes were covered, she heard Jamie’s arm creep closer to her. Slowly, she felt his hand curl slightly around her, it didn’t lift her up, it just stayed there. She uncovered her eyes and looked up at him.

His expression was pure unaltered adoration.

“Is this ok?” he whispered, like he was scared she would run if he spoke too loud.

All Ember could do was nod slowly at him. She was in absolute awe of the warmth that radiated from his hand. She carefully leaned back into his fingers, using them as a backrest of sorts. It was so strange how a being that was capable of such power and force was being so gentle, so caring, so sweet. It baffled her.

The movie didn’t matter anymore, nothing else mattered anymore, not even the light snores of Jesus, or the howling wind and rain outside, could break them out of this moment.

Until the power went out, suddenly plunging them all into pitch black darkness.

For a moment, they both froze, until Jamie spoke up.

“Don’t move,” he muttered.

Ember felt his hand shift, curling more and more around her body until it completely scooped her up. She held her breath as goosebumps erupted on her arms at the feeling. She felt herself being pressed up against his broad chest, the sound of his breathing and heartbeat taking over the ambience of the moment. Ember leaned into him, realizing that she was completely at his mercy, but she wasn’t scared. She was in awe. Ember had no idea that being held by a human could be this amazing. She felt a finger stroke her back up and down, it was like someone was putting a spell on her, a spell to drive away every single thought or worry she had ever had. Nothing mattered except this moment, this feeling, this person. Nothing mattered except Jamie.

“You doing ok down there?” he whispered leaning in.

She felt his breath ruffle her hair a little bit, she almost laughed at his question. He knew damn well how much she was enjoying this. She was much too shy to answer properly, only burying her face further into his T-shirt, gripping the fabric like she never wanted to let go. Jamie chuckled at her response, sending a rumble of thunder through her.

She looked up at him, “Please hold me like this more often.”

“Ma’am, if I could, I would never put you down.”

#g/t #g/t writing #sfw g/t #g/t fluff #g/t community #the borrowers #oc: ember #oc: jamie #oc: caleb #oc: jesus #they are in love your honor

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aloneatpeace · 1 year

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Fall of Empire

A Little Mischief '3'

Summary: 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓯𝓾𝓷𝓷𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 . 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼.

.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. this is pure fan fiction it's not real. I mean no disrespect to any of the members.The stroy is fictional it's doesn't have anything to do with the real life members of bts.

The three knight was relived to find Hoseok and his company amidst off the celebration, he explained that once every year on specific day everyone in the town gathers around heart of town exchange foods, clothes as well as any item they deem worthy of sharing, throughout the years it developed into a grand festival in the village, the festival was just reminder that everyone is equal and importance of kindness, compassion and happiness.

the town was buzzing with chatter and music, everyone was laughing exchanging goodness among each other.

Hoseok and the three knights were sitting down inside the liquor shop sipping wine, enjoying the pure happiness radiating from the people around them. On the other side was Ameon surrounded by young men and women who eagerly listing to his words daydreaming life in the castle. For some it felt like a destiny an honor to serve the royal family and to some it is new opportunity, a new life the curiosity to know what is like outside there home.

“Are you not participating Hoseok?” yoongi ask making the said male smile as the knight was silent for some time while the other two was laughing and chatting off

“Oh no, I do not think its for me” he said with a smile

Jimin and Jungkook who now listening them stare at Hoseok in confusion “why? Is it a one-time opportunity?”

“Yeah, are not curious to know about life outside your town?” jimin adds

He looks at the guards with a tilted head, a longing look on his face “of Couse, I always wanted to know and see the castle how was life in there. But this is my town, my home I have everything I needed here so why should I leave?”

“You satisficed with your life here” yoongi said with small smile

“Yes, I am” Hoseok said with a bright smile in distance his father calls him he node his head at his father and shift his attention back to the knights “l will take my leave now, enjoy our festival”

The three-knight watch as Hoseok leave “that’s a one happiest man I ever seen” jimin said before adding “expect the royal advisers”

“yeah” Jungkook scoff at the comment before sighing.

He and jimin go back drinking as Yoongi once again lost in thought glance back at Amon then to Hoseok and his father, they look like they’re having a heated conversation. “Why do l feel we will see him again” he said as take another sip, long finger delicately wrapped around the glass

Jimin and Jungkook glance at each other in confusion before shrugging “guess we just have to wait and late the fate plays its game” Jungkook mummers

“I am not going?”

“What do you mean you are not going?”

“It is simple father; I am staying not going “Hoseok almost rolls his eyes at his father’s word

Irritated with his son’s response he tugs him away from everyone, Hoseok allows him to do he rather not display the drama to everyone and ruin the good time

“Son do you not understand the fortune? With your skill you could become one of best knight my son. I heard that recruitment of knights also happening, you will regret later if you let this chance go in vain”

He thinks for a moment making his father sigh in relief “no I do not think I will” his father takes a minute register his word before shaking his head

“This for your own good son, you will have better life there”

At his father defeated voice Hoseok walk closer towards “I am not being ungrateful father nor am I being disrespectful to you. I am happy here father, this is my home I don’t want to leave this behind for a life that I don’t know we do not know how true that is”

“I can only say its your life son”

“I am content with my life here father” Hoseok smile at his father as he pats on his shoulder and walk away letting out a sigh, he sits down on the ground looking at the sky, when the last sun ray was fading a smile creeped upon his face as he stands up and fix his hair and attire before walking into the woods.

“We are following him, right?” Jungkook question jimin and yoongi as he watches Hoseok walks into the woods his question was answered when the two starts to slowly trails towards.

Uncontainable happiness and energy suddenly hit Hoseok the thought of seeing you giving him a boost to starts skip towards yours home, unknowingly making the men who following him puzzled at sudden cheerfulness in his demeaner. He makes quick stop and when he sees some wild flower of light colors, he crouches down near flowers before carefully selecting some of red, pink, white and yellow, blue, purple beautiful ones and arranging them in order before using a plant vine to tie the flowers stem together.

He examines his quick work with a satisfied smile before standing up and fixing his hair and dress and starts to walk towards slight slope way behind three lost knights share an unsure glance before yoongi shrugs his shoulders and the three continue to follow him Curiosity filling them pushing to walk forward.

Hoseok smile warmly at the home as the knights also stands behind him “so who lives here in the woods?” Jungkook whisper softly in a dreamy state Hoseok whisper back your name before freezing and jump at the presence of the three knight a shriek escaping from him.

“What are you guys doing here? Why are you here? Were you following me?” Hoseok throw questions after questions at them perplexed look on his face.

“What you so afraid off us being here?” yoongi voiced a suspicious glint in his eyes making him sweat at ice look on the knight

Nervously he laughs body twisting side to side “who is afraid me? Me …no heavens never”

Jimin utter your name as if testing the name on his tongue gawking at Hoseok “who is that. Is the flowers foe this y/n?”

Hoseok throws the flower away “what flowers...... I do not see any flowers….” The three looks at Hoseok with a blank look on their face Jungkook walks towards the flower and pick it admire it gently brush away up as jimin roll his eyes at Hoseok.

“You know we should head back to town” Hoseok starts walk backwards look at the three knights but they stand there.

Jungkook who closer to the house as the door open, he cautiously the walk closer towards with his dominant hand on his sword and other hand hold the flower “y/n is a deer?” Jungkook voice make them snap their head towards the door of home the deer walk freely as it owns the place when Hoseok walks towards the deer enthusiastically move towards him, he lean down with clam smile on his face and run his hands on the deer back giving it a rub the three knights watch this scene.

“Who are you?” your question startling Jungkook making him draw his sword as well as Jimin and yoongi, Hoseok yell at him to stop quick in his feet’s standing in front of you.

“Put that down” for the first time they see Hoseok furious words firm and eyes sharp giving the knights whiplash at the shift of persona. “She is harmless now put that down”

Yoongi observes Hoseok, seems like he is ready to fight if it is necessary, it’s obvious in his stances even though the three Can over power him quickly. He tries to look pass him to glance the she in question but Hoseok shifts his body completely hiding her no y/n from his view.

Yoongi node at jimin and Jungkook and lower the sword. “Hoseok is everything alright?” you tug on his tunic; he turns his body towards you gives you a reassuring smile. “Who are they?”

He glances back at them and stand beside you perceive the three knights each stand with certain aura of fairness and grace, the one draw eye shows the apologetic for his action, the other second one was filled with confusion and curiosity while last one was didn’t betray his emotion you tilt your head at last one in confusion as you only known expressive Hoseok face its puzzled you, urge to know what is behind the walls one that one peculiar knight.

Hoseok, seeing you take a long look at yoongi, clear his throat and have satisfice smile once he sees your attention, walking towards you with guilty expression “I did not welcome them to come with to your place, they followed me”

Jimin’s and Jungkook’s eyes wide at the sudden betrayal “we did not do such thing” Hoseok glare at them as jimin trail of “we were just making sure you are alright”. The two was only received Hoseok side eye.

While Hoseok was glaring down at jimin, Jungkook take this opportunity to apologies to you “forgive me for impulsiveness, I mean no harm my lady” he offers the flower to you. Hoseok watch in disbelief as Jungkook offers you his flowers and you accepting them with small smile, these two will be his headache that sure.

“You can call me my name”

“Are you the crazy girl lives in the woods” yoongi tilt his head at you

“Hey don’t talk to her like that” Hoseok was quick to interfere

While you just smile at him “crazy girl huh, here I thought I was witch”

“Do not feed their amusement y/n” Hoseok said with stern voice he knows even though you put on mask of unbothered inside you hurt at the words of people, you just watch him with adoration in your eyes

“Forgive me Hoseok, are you still willing to take to the festival”

A bright smile all that you needed.

Loud. Loud was the word that describe the festival state, people’s heartly laughs, Childrens yells and young women and men dancing to the music that playing one conner. Everyone was lively and happiness radiated from them.

Hoseok successfully takes you away from the three knights, he admires the way you watch the crowd with twinkling eyes, looking beautiful as ever even though you asked if you look decent enough to attend the festival in your worn-out clothes while you were walking toward the town.

He could tell you are still cautious about the way you look; he saw the way glance at the young women dance around in nice clothes so he couldn’t help but pull you to one of the shops which sell clothes hopefully they have something that you like and he could make you fully content.

“Come on this will be fun” Hoseok was bouncing on his toes with excitement

“What if they did not like me enter the shop?” you look around so far no one made a comment about you, you doubt someone even saw you coming everyone is lost in the celebration but still you never can be too careful

“Do not worry about the pretty head of yours” Hoseok takes your hands in yours “everything will be alright; I will be with you”

You could never deny him, with reluctance you let him take you the shop. The shop owner was drowning in booze.

“we just have to a little sneaky” Hoseok eyes was filled with mischievous as he put a finger on his lips, his other hand grasp your as he sneaks the both you inside the shop.

“This is so wrong” you said with a smile on your face

“That is why you need to be quick and pick some things before someone come” he gently pushes you further. You shake your head at his antics “now do not come out without something you like” a false stern looks on his face as he tries to conceal his grin from breaking out but fails. He can never pretend Infront of you.

You watch as he exits closing the curtains on his way

“Are you stealing now” Hoseok almost let out a scream at yoongi question his chest heaves pressing his hands on his chest he steadies himself.

He narrows his eyes at the knights “are you seriously following us now?”

“Yes, we are” Jungkook answer truthfully

“Is she yours?” jimin asks Hoseok as he take seat on the table where the owner of the shop is passed out

Hoseok rubs his neck nervously “well she is mine?” it came out more of a question than statement

“Are you asking us or telling us?” yoongi asks

“Why does she live up there not in the town?” jimin voice his confusion

“So, she is not your partner?” Jungkook ask Hoseok making the male narrow his eyes at the younger

Hoseok looks at them with irritation “first we are not stealing we are just borrowing” he glances at jimin “she can leave anywhere as she pleases” eyes moving towards Jungkook in stern voice he state “not yet. I am planning on telling her tonight” he said with a confident smile

But it crumbles away when you set up out “tell me what Hoseok?”.

(choose this or that )

Hoseok was quick to put a confident face, he tries to effortlessly look charming by leaning on the table, with jimin sitting and guy partially laying on it the old table couldn’t hold the three grown men as it all broke by the leg quickly.

You gasp covering your mouth eyes wide, the drunken man drowsily wakes up starts look around, Jungkook was quick on his feet leap towards you and grab your wrist together you and him flee out the scene yoongi was also disappeared quickly leaving Jimin and hoseok run after them.

“Are you not punishing me for stealing?” you ask the knight standing Infront of you

“Well, I have helped you escape didn’t you and both culprit of the crime” a smug smile graces his charming face “beside I won’t dream of hurting a lady”You hum with an impressed look on your face.

Jungkook tip of ear start to redden as taken your appearance you look like just normal maiden in the festival but somehow you feel more than just that.

He knows that the you are not the most beautiful women he ever seen but there is something captivating about you.

He cannot figure it out, it's just appears to him that you walked in and everything he ever know and learned achieved seems held no value to him.

He cannot even say how gorgeous you are .

No royal fabrics or ornaments doesn't match the mesmerizing essence of beauty and elegance that of you in simple dress with an innocent smile on your face.

While jungkook was enthralled by you. behind you annoyed hoseok give Jungkook a glare seems like the bunny boy need to take care of.

yoongi sigh at the both males. Jimin was leaning on hoseok after all the walk and now the small rendezvous he is tired.

Hoseok push of Jimin from him making the male whine, hoseok suddenly pop in between you giving the knight a side eye puzzling the him turn to you with a happy smile “come on, let me show you around”

You beam at everything around you with a childlike curiosity, hoseok had hooked his arms around yours stating that you might get lost if he let go. The moon was shining down dark could never looked so beautiful sky glittered with stars cold breeze was soothing the night felt so unreal to him maybe it was not the mesmerizing night maybe it is just you near him making him on cloud nine Hoseok take you his shop, he was eager to show his work place as you both entered the shop it almost like you two enter on another universe.

“Hoseok this is beautiful” you said looking around, everywhere was the flowers that you and hoseok found, from white to black flowers was arranged in specific order according to size and shape and color of the flower small lambs in between here and there light shining reflated by yellow tinted glass plants and pots floral ornaments pollan and aroma of flowers was hang in the air.

He can feel his heart raising as he know what is about happen. There is so many things could go wrong. You could cruelly reject him. You might end up cutting off him from your entire life. Maybe you might want someone else someone who is more charming, brave , confident and less annoying like jungkook or jimin.

Years of years of insecurity come in surface. Maybe you just putting up with him for the sake of it and inside you're just tired of him like everyone.

God this is so nerve wrecking.

But there is also a chance you might accept him and he is willing to take it.

Why waste time when he know it can might lead to something that worth so much more than gold and diamond, something priceless, something he can cherish and adore his upcoming days.

You were looking around and admiring the beauty around you when hoseok took your hands in his making you halt with a furrowed eyebrow you glance at he takes a deep breath “y/n I want to tell you something, I don’t think I can keep it in any longer”

Slightly concerned and perplexed you give a nervous smile “you can tell me anything Hobi”

That name calms him a bit “y/n …I” the door opening making both of you glance at it.

The last person he wants to see stand there.

This is going to be a long night.

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soapyraspberry · 3 months

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It's July 5th and we are at your work. You're doing your job and I'm sitting here reading. We have a date planned later to go to the carnival and we are gonna have Mexican. Next year, we are planning a big long stay in a tourist trap of all tourist traps. You're hiding a present for my birthday. But it isn't the things that we do together. It's not the gifts we buy for each other. It's not even the kisses we share that makes me love you.

It's the way you look at me when you're sad, looking for comfort and that you're trusting me to provide that. It's you telling me all your work drama and your achievements. It's the way you smile at me when you catch me staring, its when you put your glasses on in the morning and scrunch your nose up. It's you singing along to your favorite songs especially when you think I don't remember them. Its hearing your morning voice when I wake you up. It's holding you during your bad dreams. It's kissing your head and telling you I'll always be here. Its the trust you give me and the shoulder I let you cry on.

It's also you bringing me home chocolate chip cookies and Lays Original potato chips without me asking. It's holding me when I cry about nothing. It's telling me that I deserve to be loved. It's letting me play whatever music I want in the car. It's saying I'm pretty when I feel like I'm not. It's playing board games with me even though I'm a sore loser. It's holding me when I throw up, it's distracting me when I want to hurt myself, it's kissing me when I talk too much.

I've never wanted to be with anyone like I want to be with you. I've been trying to get better. I've been trying to heal for you. I want you to get my best version but you love the version with not yet dried super glue cracks. I love you with all your cracks. Every day I wake up next to you, I share my burdens with you, I share my joys with you, I share my sickness and my health, and in three months and 8 days, I will be marrying you. I'm the happiest man alive. I'm so lucky to marry you my darling boy and I hope I can make you the second (I'm the first) happiest man alive.

#mlm #love #marriage #i would die for him

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Ooooh how about 🎭💔🧸🎶 for barba and/or bobby??? Noone gets these guys the way you do.

omg that's such a compliment <3 i will do both of them

barba

🎭(a headcanon about what they lie about) - honestly i would not put it past him to preserve his private life by just making shit up. as he got to know the squad better, it stopped mattering so much, but it's become a bit of a game that only he knows about. it's also usually so innocuous that no one would even bother to check - someone asks him what he's doing this weekend? he's going to that string trio performing at the lincoln center. (he has actually set aside time to read the latest pulp thriller he got from the library while eating too much take out and he is not going to be disturbed.)

💔(an angsty headcanon) - rafael deals with depression and self-hatred frequently, but it rarely/never comes in the form of suicidal ideation, so he dismisses how serious it is. it's why he throws himself into work so wholly; at least if he's helping people, he can justify his existence. it also means he's too busy to have time to think about all of the problems he's ignoring.

🧸(a headcanon about their childhood) - oh there's so much i could say. well i don't think it was Good. but for a shotgun-blast-let's-see-what-we-hit of childhood hcs..... he spent every sunday with his grandmother, and almost all of his happiest memories are around her kitchen table. this is alluded to in october surprise but this kid got in FIGHTS oh my god he could not keep his mouth shut. thank god for eddie or he would have had his shit kicked in so fast. sorry to make this sad too but he dealt with the same problem at home with his dad, and eddie wasn't there to protect him. he read voraciously but almost exclusively in private; he wanted people to know he was smart, but he didn't want to get made fun of. he tried exactly one basketball summer camp before realizing he was too short and scrawny to compete.

🎶(a headcanon about music) - not to let actor bleed influence this too much, but i do think barba probably takes after raúl when it comes to music taste; i think "the music he loves best is the Cuban songs he learned from his grandmother." that said, other artists that i associate with him: frank ocean, bruce springsteen & 80s ballads

bobby

🎭- unfortunately bobby is lying to himself at basically all times as a baseline and therefore incidentally to the people around him. but for something more specific, i think he lies about how quickly he gets drunk. he doesn't like actually giving up control over himself and what he says, but he does like the social justification of being able to relax and open up, so he meets it somewhere in the middle and lets everyone else think he's gone before he actually is. it's pretty rare that his friends see through this, which both suits him fine and makes him lonelier.

💔- oh baby. well. tbh it's kind of hard for me to find a headcanon bc so much of what i consider heartbreaking about his character is very much text. However. i do like to play with the idea of his first encounter with a guy in college going so poorly that it contributes to him shoving his sexuality deep down and the subsequent repression we see in show. which is so sad for him bc he wouldn't have done it if he wasn't questioning right like. it might not have been an answer he liked but even that would have been an answer. and then he is just so completely in his head (and he's not even Into the other guy he just offered) that the whole thing goes terribly and he feels so broken bc if he's not gay then what is Wrong with him that he feels like this. (he does discover, some ten-odd years later, that he doesn't mind sleeping with men as much as he thought, but he's spent such a long time of convincing himself that it's not for him that it takes a Lot of pressure to break through that worldview)

🧸- did not have many friends :( on the one hand he really didn't mind that much bc he was absolutely the sort of kid who enjoyed playing on his own, but on the other hand that isolation of not feeling like there's anyone who understands him set in early. he was set up on lots of playdates by his parents where neither kid wanted to be there. he was an observer and a listener though. sooo much of the personality he presents over the years is drawn from copying the behaviors of people he likes.

🎶- this is such a good question bc his character playlist is So fully music i think about him to, not like. songs i think he would listen to. i don't actually think he seeks out music that often? i think he likes the noise of the city and whatever's playing on the radio; it makes him feel more connected to everything in an indirect way. if i had to choose a band i'm weirdly getting they might be giants. that said if he ever really listened to conan gray or mitski it would be so over for him.

#literally the urge to type bobby baby for every answer. he is so. bobby baby :(#i think bobby is autistic actually. have realized that just now #these guys make me crazy. every time i think i don't have more to say abt them. well #also adding birdhouse in your soul to my bobby playlist brb #ALSO on music. literally both of them are SOO take your mama by the scissor sisters core. that's where the overlap lives #ted talks #rafael barba #svu #company #@alex

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Hi Punemy. I just found one of your reboots on an It's a Wonderful Life post. And I was wondering how you're getting by now? I'm in a big corpo job and it doesn't pay enough to buy property too and I hit burnout. So I'm trying to figure out what people do to be happy out of traditionally "successful" roles and still. yknow. survive.

Hi friend. I'm so glad you reached out to me. I've... been having a lot of thoughts about this, so you'll see a rambling answer underneath the cut, because you're basically getting a distillation of my panicked 3am journaling.

In short: I wish I could tell you that I'm doing great or that I figured out the secret, because trust me, if I knew the secret I would share it so fast.

I thought I had my dream job when I landed an immigration lawyer position, except it burnt me out so badly I'm still traumatized from it, nearly two years later. Then I thought I landed my dream job in early 2023, when I got a great corporate counsel position with excellent pay and benefits... only to be forced out thanks to corporate nepotism and an industry I just... didn't fit in with.

I'm in therapy now, to deal with both of those things — both of those things and the burnout, but that's hand in fucked up hand, isn't it?

So you know what, I'm... not doing great.

And I think that's okay.

I'm so sorry to hear that you've burnt out. It's... hard. Incredibly hard. Therapy has helped me, and I think it would help anyone who has access to it — I can't recommend telehealth highly enough. The service I use right now is Sondermind, and it seems to be even more robust than my health insurance's website, for sure.

Beyond that...? Take it slow. If there's one thing I've learned since getting my license to practice law and bouncing from shitty firm to shitty firm, it's that I owe my employers only as much work as they pay me for. Nothing more and nothing less. And if I'm not finding joy in the work that I'm doing — be it the research or the culture — then it's time for me to bounce. I don't expect I'll ever own property, not unless my parents suddenly decide to retire back to India and leave me the house, and... that's okay. It has to be okay. It has to be okay because there are other things I can spend my money on. It has to be okay because the rainy day fund to sustain me while I'm unemployed is more important that the mortgage and the responsibilities I don't think I'm ready for. Maybe I'll be ready one day, or maybe I'll be fine in my tiny flat with my roommate and my collection of fountain pens.

Find joy in the world outside work. If you're paid for a 40-hour workweek, don't do more than that. Don't. Do, however, seek out friends. Go to museums and play silly games. Listen to music. Pick up a hobby. Go to therapy. Redefine what "success" means to you — when are you at your happiest?

I've been incredibly lucky to have a community of friends and family. I hope, truly and sincerely hope, that you also have a community of friends, Anonymous Friend. I hope you can lean on them when you need them. I hope they hold you up on your worst days and celebrate you on your best. Because there is no greater joy than having that community.

As for surviving outside of high-paying corporate jobs, honestly... I'm gonna say the cliché thing, which is that it's time for all of us to redefine survival. If we live in an era where owning property is no longer a part of our futures, then so be it. Tiny apartments it is — that doesn't mean you don't deserve to own your space for however long you live in it. Let every little joy build up on itself. Join a summer reading program and listen to audiobooks on your way to work, or call up your best friend on your way home. Take the time to look for work in fields you enjoy. Will you potentially take a pay cut? Maybe. But surviving on a smaller scale than what our parents had may just be what we have to do — and that's okay too. Maybe we'll make the world a better place for us down the line, but right now, we cling to what we have and survive.

Also, seriously, go to therapy. Can't recommend that enough.

I wish you well, friend. May you find strength and kindness in the many many years to come. And when it comes to burnout or bad days, remember, this too shall pass. And so too shall you, through it all.

#shroombox #Anonymous #life thoughts with tessa #no i don't really know what a lot of this is but i do know that it's been on my mind for a LONG TIME #it will not always be this bad and that's okay too

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March 2005

March 2, 2005

alive and (un)well. just being melodramatic when it's completely unnecessary. got blue pill eyes behind black eyelids. my mind is running but more like in place, kind of how life is. you wouldn't understand what i mean. you and they have been here before but it isn't the same for me. and trying to explain anything is just leaving me with a dry mouth and sore shoulders and you shaking your head (not in disagreement but more like disbelief). "mellow out"- but thats been the problem all along, at least it's eben one of them. i feel like a nocturnal animal in the zoo at 12 noon. me turning away from you so you don't see my eyes when im walking out the door when im waving my hand back and forth and saying "i'm doing so-so" cause thats what i think someone "regular" would say. you saying " shake it off get back in the game kid. we're gonna be okay"- but trailing off in a whisper cause i know you dont even believe yourself. the volume goes with the truth. naivetey feels very strange on me but is as warm as the shyness that comes with it. you'd never guess that. new york transit love affair. the veins going underneath the streets that feel so foreign yet endearing. it's not charm, i just don't get it. trust me (but not really). couch living (dead) has me hanging onto phone lines. darling, i'm not making sense and my throat is sore- maybe at least you know i mean it. dreading when your voicemail as it clicks on. and on and on and on. its me logging off.

see you on tour soon. new clandestine merch over at your local hottopic.

- petey

March 11, 2005

and sometimes all the lit houses i walk by, im just dying to be inside

set this record straight- i've been getting lots of emails lately- the song "dance, dance" out there right now is NOT the version that will be on the record. it is a demo, so take it for what it is.

the song "hand of god" out there will not be on the record. it is NOT because island wouldnt let it be there. but because we thought it wasn't good enough- the line "im sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to" can be taken for how it is- i dont want to just write songs to make one girl miserable anymore.

"sugar we're going down" can currently be heard on 89x and q101 so listen for it there.

keep your eyes on the clock, we're trying to be too predictable.

we have all new merch and we're ready to see you, playing some new songs, i'm so glad to be back and playing shows again, grab tickets before they sell out....

come by the book signings and say hi so i wont be lonely.

we've got some exciting stuff coming up this fall.

sorry for the boring entry. also being back on the road i need some good music to listen to- start a messageboard topic- bands pete needs to hear- and tell me some good unsgined bands i need to hear.

peterabbit

March 13, 2005

love is just going on because. we're trying to get real. my bunk feels like a coffin but my corpse deserves a parade around the country. wearing makeup cause she said i was pretty in it but i know im just d(sh)ying. here's to spring cleaning (up all the messes we made over winter). ive got new habits and loves including: words all over again, bloody lips, and fuck offs. "9 weeks can't change you". but you don't even get it. words just love me more. no worries though. you: "damn kid you just look so sad". me: "....". but im changing. get (re)born. i dont want this anymore.

drive me dead.

get busy living or get busy dying.

peter

- petey

March 21, 2005

come on,save me

why we are where we are. sitting at a hotel in tempe arizona. i havent been able to get on the internet in forever and i lost my sidekick. it's okay to cry for me, there is already a WAAAAHmbulance on the way. my clothes are dirty, so is my body- i havent slept in days but i am the happiest i have been in awhile- being on tour feels so good. shows are at their best. you kids look so goddamned good. i was out of my head for awhile but im back.

i know there are gonna be some growing pains next year- i just wanted to personally thank you guys for sticking with us. it makes us feel so much less awkward. i have been in your position where a band i loved that noone knew about started to get some attention. but i just wanted to let you know that i personally and as a band we focused on writing a record for those who believed in fall out boy from the beginning and not to impress anyone else. we will never bend or do something that we wouldnt do anyway. thats a promise and if you have ever met us you know that it's (we're) true. also, the deal with the signings at the shows- it is something our label does in order to sell records- meeting 2000 kids a night would be impossible but we want to meet and see our friends as much as possible. we still hang around venues and are out behind every venue- come find us and say hi even if you dont pick up the cd. sorry, i will write a better entry later. oh yeah, to all the emailers- to save you the time, yes i am losing it.

all in all. this is the best time of our lives- all thanks only to you. words couldnt explain. thank you so much..

peterpan

basement days

attic nights

its not so much that theres something wrong with me

as there is nothing right

got some books on the floor

they’re holding up my standards

swore myself off of you

but I don’t do too well with ultimatums

March 22, 2005

love doesnt mean a thing if its not leaving us light headed- all my headaches are in my chest for you now.

- petey

March 31, 2005

keep the gossip alive in '05

sometimes doors a closed to keep secrets out not to keep them in.

this tour is the best we have ever been on. its like a family. we were nervous about headlining- thanks for making us feel at home.

ive been thinking lots about people i shouldn't be...

lets move far away from their whispers and looks.

but mostly i heart nick scimeca.

(not)

just a boy

with

bad ideas.

peterpan

#fall out boy #pete wentz #livejournal #pete wentz livejournal

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👋🏾 ladybugs,

All hobby updates:

Im not going to put any short stories on here anytime soon. I'm writing something right now and I need to put all my energy into that for now. It's not saying I never will, just for now I have other goals. I already have my next 6 writing projects lined up. I'm going to see those to completion before anything else.

My banjo practice has been heavy on the music theory studying. I'm going to be learning some songs. I'd love to do some covers. I have some original song ideas as well. I wrote like a verse for a song idea and a chorus for a different song idea. That's musically what I have in the works. I'm prioritizing banjo and writing. These are things im doing daily, they make me the happiest right now.

I also have not been working on my comic strip. I still firmly have 4 ideas for different comics. I want to share my first one because I've been working on it since January but it's not ready. I'm not going to set a date with this because it's a passion project that I value it being made to my standards more than validation now. (Honestly even this tumblr is a passion project no one has found me or like me enough yet, but I know the right ppl will, thank you to the few ppl that have engaged with me!) I hope this year I can get it to my standards. We will see!

My comic book idea is still firm, I'm actually writing on that but haven't been practicing the drawing portion. I still haven't decided if I'm going to figure out how to do a Kickstarter to hire an illustrator. Right now I'm loving the idea of me writing and drawing my own comic hero. She's so cool I can't wait to share her. My art in general is mainly just focused on the strips and book but I am going to expand eventually when i am confident in my skill. Art is going to be an ongoing thing and playing with different mediums as well. I am doing colored pencils and watercolor pencils for the time being.

My casual hobbies are taking a backseat. I'm still going to be making felt dolls and crocheting it's just going to be a whenever im between other more pressing hobbies.

I've written 2 poems so far. I had a few more written but I didn't like them enough to count it toward a book. So its 2 poems I am proud to potentially share. I need to look up how many poems in a standard poetry book. That's something I'll try to work towards. A poem a week. It will be mainly sonnets. This will definitely be self published. It's going to be deeply personal.

My fitness is ongoing and I always update about that seperately. When I actually become a Barre Fitness Instructor I probably will switch to vlogging. I love barre and I really hope that more ppl try it. It has a lot in common with pilates if you enjoy that. It just adds more dance and stretch. I finally checked out pilates to see what it's about. I still like barre more.

It's hockey season my fav team (NY Rangers) is number 1 in the league right now so I'm also watching the games if you want to talk about hockey. I'm not like too much into sports but I'm looking forward to that Mike Tyson and Jake Paul fight coming up. Watching movies and some TV shows is going to give me more things to talk about than sports admittedly. I'll be blogging about "The Bear" when that's back on for sure.

Let me know what hobbies you have or what you are passionate about. I loved the anonymous question I recieved. Realized I consume a lot of dairy in the winter..... I love to bake so I'm going to look up a potato pasties recipe and see if I can create it. Can't find a place that has them where I live! Thanks again whoever asked me this question. I hope you make an account or engage again.

I hope your day was great and your evening even better to all ladybugs and non ladybugs.

🫶🏾🐞 Kimie

#hobbies #banjo #writing #poetry #ladybugs #barre

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Disney Princess Life

I'm Lily, the eldest daughter of Aboitiz Family, and this is the story of my tragic and most Disney-like princess life. My family and I were known as a happy and strong family. And it is summer time, we will be getting a lot of family vacation and bonding.

So one day, I woke up to the sound of my mom's voice calling me downstairs. It was early on a Saturday morning, and I was filled with excitement for the day ahead. My family and I had planned a 3-day trip to the beach, and I couldn't wait to spend some quality time with them. As I walked down the stairs, I could smell the aroma of pancakes and bacon wafting from the kitchen.

“Lily, get ready, we’ve got something to do” Mrs. Aboitiz said.

“Alright, alright… stop being a nagger mom, I’ve got this”

“You better be, honey… Or else, we will leave you behind, got it?”

“Yeah a’right…”

My dad was at the stove, flipping pancakes while my younger sister was setting the table. My mom was packing our beach bags and making sure we had everything we needed for the 3-day vacation.

After we finished breakfast, we loaded up the car and set off on our adventure. “Here we go! To the happiest summer vacation of the family” Mr. Aboitiz said.

“Hurraaaaay!” said altogether in a scream.

As we drove, we sang along to the radio and played games like I Spy and 20 Questions—a fun game that practices students’ speaking and listening skills. My dad’s phone rang but we did not seem to be bothered by it, as it was a long drive but it didn't feel like it because we were having so much fun together.

When we arrived at the beach, we unloaded our gear and found a spot to set up camp. My sister and I ran to the water's edge, splashing and playing in the waves while my parents set up chairs and umbrellas. We spent the day building sandcastles, playing frisbee, and swimming in the ocean. We even took a break to enjoy a picnic lunch, complete with sandwiches, fruit, and cookies. I say, “Rané, the sandwiches packed by mom, was so delicious… I couldn’t get the taste out of my tongue, it just really sticks out…”

“I knew right, Sis. Mom made these sandwiches from the bottom of her heart, it symbolizes her love to us.” Rané replied.

My mom and dad, as usual, they are being lovey-dovey in front of us—they were that sweet ever since.

As the day started to wind down, we packed up our things and made a camping near to the car.

Few days later, on the drive home, I felt a sense of contentment and happiness that I hadn't felt in a while. I realized that spending time with my family was one of the most important things in my life. We may not be perfect, but we were a team, and we always had each other's backs.

When we got home, we were all exhausted from the day's activities. We ordered pizza for dinner and watched a movie together, snuggled up on the couch. As I drifted off to sleep that night, I felt grateful for the love and support of my family. I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would always have each other, and that was the greatest gift of all.

That ends our 3-day summer vacation at the beach. A week has passed and everything went back to normal, on the other hand, my dad went back to his work and my younger sister went back to her school after a long-long vacation.

It was a lazy Monday, and I was feeling a bit bored. I had finished all my chores and there wasn't much to do outside, so I decided to have some fun with myself inside the house.

I went to my room and put on some of my favorite music, turning up the volume and singing along. I started dancing around the room, letting loose and enjoying the beat. It felt liberating to be able to move my body freely without any judgment or self-consciousness. As the music continued to play, I decided to get creative. I grabbed some art supplies and started painting on a canvas. I let my imagination run wild, using bold colors and expressive brushstrokes to create a vibrant piece of art. It was fun to get lost in the process and see where my creativity took me.

After I finished painting, I decided to indulge in some guilty pleasure TV shows. I snuggled up on the couch with some snacks and binge-watched my favorite series. It felt like a guilty pleasure, but it was a great way to relax and escape from the world for a little while. As the day turned into night, I continued to have fun within the house. I played video games, read a book, and even baked some cookies. It was liberating to do things on my own terms, without worrying about anyone else's expectations or opinions. I realized that sometimes, the best way to have fun is to spend time with yourself. It's important to enjoy your own company, to explore your own interests, and to do things that make you happy. And for me, that day spent having fun with myself in the house was the perfect reminder of this.

As I was sitting in my room when I heard my mom calls out for me from upstairs. I went up to her room, expecting to see her watching TV or doing some work on her laptop, but instead, I found her slumped over on the bed, looking pale and tired. I rushed over to her, asking her what was wrong. She told me that she had been feeling unwell for a few days, with a persistent headache and nausea that wouldn't go away. She had tried to ignore it, thinking it was just a bad case of the flu, but now she was starting to worry. I decided to take her to the hospital, just to be safe. I drove her there without anyone knowing. I waited in the emergency room for what felt like hours, watching as doctors and nurses rushed back and forth, attending to patients in critical condition. Finally, a doctor came over to us and asked to speak with my mom alone. My heart sank as I watched her disappear behind the curtain, wondering what could be wrong. When she emerged a few minutes later, her face was white as a sheet.

The doctor told us that my mom had been diagnosed with a serious illness. It was something that would require immediate treatment, and even with that, there was no guarantee that she would recover fully. I felt numb as I listened, unable to process the gravity of the situation.

“Your mom has stage 3 lung cancer, we need an immediate treatment. We should not let this delay any further” the doctor said in a dejected tone.

I became speechless. I do not know what to do.

After two hours, the doctor informed me that my mom was able to be released from the hospital and that if we decided to let her get cured, we can go back anytime, but for now, all we can do is that to go back home as we do not have the money to pay the bills yet.

In the midst of going back home, my mom told me to keep it as a secret and that we should not tell anyone, especially my dad and my younger sister. She says “Lily, honey, please don’t let them know yet, I don’t want them to know yet, just give me the time to ready myself…”

“What? No! We should tell them, how can we get you cured? If we are not about to tell dad? What’s gonna happen next? No mom… please don’t…” I said it in an enraged tone.

“No, honey… Please, I beg you. Not yet…”

“Mom! WHY!?”

I saw my mom cried, it pains me a lot and all I can do is to respect her decision. I cannot fight back.

As we got home, my younger sister was waiting in the living area and embrace mom as we got closer. My dad, who should be at home in this hour, was not seen.

In the very morning, my dad arrived with lots of gift prepared and without any knowledge about what happened to mom yesterday. As usual, I greeted and embraced him “Welcome dad” as I said, he replied “Thank you, Lily. How’s my Rané-honey faring?” My younger sister shouted and said “Daddy! I’m hereeeee, I missssed you” As for me, I went to mom and checked on her. Everything seemed to be okay.

A month has passed with the very same routine, my dad goes to work and my younger sister goes to school and for me, I stayed at home and doing sort of home-work based and also accompanied mom. With that being said, my dad was being unusual as he sometimes never go back to the house and will just said he was busy.

Until one fateful day, it was a Thursday afternoon, I went to the city and bought some stuffs that I needed, there I saw my dad with some gorgeous woman, and I followed them secretly, until I arrived to some apartment. My heart was thumping so hard, afraid to be caught, just when I was about to go back, I saw my dad kissed the woman and I just noticed that woman is pregnant.

I ran as fast as I can, tears in fall. It was so devastating to see my dad with another woman. I cannot fathom as to why he can do that while smiling to us.

The very next day, my dad went home, as usual, bring gifts and smiles to us as if he is not cheating. Not until, my mom discovered something from his bag and it was a used condom with a sperm on it. Says “Ronald! What the hell is this? Explain to me this instant now!”

“Darling, at ease. Calm down, would you?”

“How could I? When I got to see this shit out of your bag?” says in an enraged tone.

“That’s not mine okay? Satisfied?”

“Then why is it inside your bag?”

“Maybe, some crazy person pulled some prank on me?”

“Better that be!”

On the other side, I was nervous and anxious to the point I almost told my mom that I saw dad with another woman yesterday.

“Crazy bastar-! Cheater…” I murmured.

Few days had passed nothing sort happened aside from the misunderstandings that caused my mom and dad quarrel in the middle of the night. Until the very fateful date where my mom is scheduled to have a check-up in the hospital, is also the day where we saw dad with another woman. “Ronald?” my mom said.

My dad stiffens, as he sees my mom in an awe and shock.

“Darling, wait let me explain this” grabs the hand of Mrs. Aboitiz.

“Stop! You don’t have to explain this, I can understand” said in a whimper tone.

I stood like I knew everything, my mom saw how composed I am. “You knew, honey?”

“Yes mom, I knew everything” sheds tear.

“Let’s go home” mom said.

We did not continue the said check-up for my mom, as it was a very long-long tiring and stressing day. As soon as we got home, my mom cried as if there is no tomorrow until she fell asleep without even eating anything.

“Sis, what happened to mom?” Rané said, curiously.

“Mom is just stressed, there’s no need to worry.”

“Then, why is she crying?”

“Some sort of thing happened. You’ll know everything from mom tomorrow”

Until one day, my mom told us that my dad had left us for another woman. My face is twitching, and my blood is boiling.

“How can my dad abandoned us for another woman?” I comforted my mom as she cried. My mom never stops crying all day and all night. But later that evening, mom came over to my room and sat next to me and said,

"Honey, I'm sorry" as she spoke, and she left us confused.

"For what, mom?"

"I am at stage 3 lung cancer."

I was composed, unlike my younger sister, she sobbed and left in the house. She was horrified when she heard what mom said.

My mom left my room, I was thinking, "Is my mom going to die?" If my dad abandoned us, then will my mom do it too? no! I stood up and shouted, "I will take good care of you, mom!" and noticed that our neighbors were sleeping. “Wopsie hehe!”

Weeks have passed and my mom's composure was getting worse, and there I saw her lying in the ground, so I called 911 for an ambulance and take her to the doctor. As I sit and wait on the bench inside the hospital, the doctor calls my name and tells me, "Sorry, young lady, your mother has passed away." I am shocked to hear that, and I wish the world would open and eat me. I cried loudly inside the hospital as I shout, "Mom! Mom! Mom! Please don’t leave us alone, you promised us that you’ll take care of us even without dad"

“Mom! No, I cannot forgive myself if you just passed away like that. You’re so unfair mom! WHY!?” Rané said in a dejected and remorsed tone.

Losing someone I loved has been one of the most stressful and difficult experiences of my life. Since their passing, I've been feeling a constant sense of anxiety and tension that never seems to go away. I attempted to hang myself, thinking that by killing myself, everything will go back to normal and the simplest tasks feel overwhelming, and I struggle to focus on anything for more than a few minutes at a time.

I find myself constantly worrying about the future and what it holds without the person I lost. The weight of their absence is always with me, and it's exhausting. Even the things that used to bring me joy feel hollow now.

I try to distract myself with hobbies or spending time with friends, but the sadness is always there, just beneath the surface. It's hard to imagine ever feeling truly happy again.

The stress and grief have taken a toll on my physical health as well. I find myself feeling tired and run down, with a constant knot in my stomach. My sleep is restless, and I wake up feeling exhausted every morning.

Losing my mother has been one of the most difficult experiences of my life, as dad also left us behind. She was my rock, my confidante, and my best friend. We had been through so much together, and I never imagined a life without her. The days since her passing have been a blur. I find myself moving through the motions of life, but everything feels empty and meaningless without her by my side. The house feels too quiet, and I miss the sound of her voice and her laughter. There are moments when the grief hits me like a ton of bricks, and I feel like I can't breathe. I find myself crying uncontrollably, missing her more than words can express. It's hard to imagine a world without her in it. I try to remember the good times, the moments we shared that brought us closer together.

Memories of her smile, her warmth, and her love flood my mind. But even those memories are bittersweet, reminding me of what I've lost. It's hard to know how to move forward without her. She was such a big part of my life, and I feel lost without her guidance and support.

But I know that she would want me to keep going, to continue to live my life and pursue my dreams. So I try to take things day by day, focusing on the small things that bring me joy. I find comfort in the support of my family and friends, in the memories of my mother, and in the knowledge that she will always be with me in spirit.

Losing my mother has been the hardest thing I've ever gone through, but I know that she would want me to be strong. And so I will continue to grieve, to remember, and to honor her memory in all that I do.

Months passed, and I finally moved on as my father left me and my mom passed away. And I started my 4th year of college at the university as an architect. As I walked inside my room, I noticed this handsome and cute guy named Lawrence.

He glanced at me, and my heart started to pound, saying,

"Geezzzzz, is this love at first sight?" He came over and closer his face.

I felt his warm breath, and he said,

"You look so beautiful, like a goddess."

I tried to avoid having feelings to certain someone, as what my dad did to my mom makes me traumatized to the point I am scared to even start a relationship. But then there's someone in my life who brings me joy, even though I'm still dealing with the trauma of my past. They bring lightness and happiness to my life that I didn't know was possible, and I am so grateful for their presence in my life.

When I'm with them, it's like the weight of the world is lifted off my shoulders. They make me laugh and smile, even when I'm feeling down. They listen to me when I need to talk, and they support me through all the ups and downs of life. It's not that they've magically made my trauma disappear, but rather that they have shown me that it's possible to find happiness and joy even in the midst of pain and suffering. They remind me that there is light at the end of the tunnel, and that there is always hope. Their love and support have helped me to heal in ways that I never thought possible. They've shown me that I am worthy of love and happiness, and that I don't have to let my past define me.

They've given me the courage to face my fears and to keep moving forward, one step at a time. I'm still dealing with the aftermath of my trauma, and there are still days when the pain is too much to bear. But having this person in my life gives me the strength to keep going, to keep fighting, and to keep believing that there is a brighter future ahead. They make me happy, even in the midst of my pain, and for that, I will always be grateful.

Then, after that, we started seeing each other at our university and started to hang out. He's such a kind and caring man. Then one day he asked me to become his girlfriend, and I didn't hesitate to say no, so I said yes, because who will resist a handsome man like a Greek god? Then soon as that we graduated as Architecture and we were acquitted in high rating company in our city.

On my mother's birthday, we visited her in her graveyard. That day was the most wonderful and beautiful thing that happened to me because Lawrence proposed, "Lily, will you be my wife?" and I said yes. We, then, asked permission to my mother. My younger sister, Rané, despite being young, she started her small business and lived happily.

Years passed, and our lives are now stable and financially okay, and we have our own twins, Jack and Jill. I cried a little bit as I watched my husband carry my twin on his hand and remembered my own life back then. I whispered to myself that I would take care of my family no matter what happened. Then my husband came over and asked, "Are you okay, love?" I nodded and hugged them very tight.

At the age of 80, we still watch the sunset together with Lawrence, my first love, and I was thinking that if I was not able to overcome my trauma in the past, I would not get into this kind of life. As we watch our children also have their own kin, made us realize how life is too short.

“You are the best thing that ever happened to me, love” I said.

“Likewise. You are as beautiful as ever, my love” he said in a lovely tone and kisses my forehead.

#short story #literary

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10 things we must do for ourselves and for our Mental Health

It's no secret that college can be tough. Between classes, work, and social obligations, it seems like there's never enough time to take a breath. And when you add in stressors like homesickness, insecurity, or feeling overwhelmed, it's easy to see why so many students struggle with their mental health.

The good news is that there are steps you can take to improve your mental health—and we're not just talking about seeing a therapist or taking medication. In this post, we'll share ten things you can do to take control of your mental health and well-being.

Understanding Yourself and Your Needs

The first step in taking care of your mental health is understanding yourself and your needs. This means being honest with yourself and recognizing when you're feeling overwhelmed or stressed. It also means knowing your triggers and being proactive in avoiding them.

Take some time to journal and reflect on your mental health. What are the things that make you happy? What are your coping mechanisms? What do you need to feel balanced and healthy? Be honest and truthful with yourself, and don't be afraid to ask for help when you need it.

Nurturing Positive Connections

Making and keeping positive connections is one of the most important things you can do for your mental health. When you have a strong network of supportive, caring people in your life, it's easier to cope with stress and tough times.

So how do you go about building these connections? It can be as simple as reaching out to people you know and trust or joining a support group for people with similar struggles. You can also connect with others online, through social media or forums specifically devoted to mental health.

The important thing is to find a way to connect that feels safe and comfortable for you. And don't be afraid to reach out for help when you need it. There are plenty of people who want to support you, you just have to let them in.

Self-Care Is Essential

It's important to remember that self-care is essential when it comes to our mental health. When we don't take the time to care for ourselves, we're only setting ourselves up for disappointment and failure.

There are so many things you can do to practice self-care, and you must find what works best for you. Maybe that means taking a relaxing bath every night, spending time outdoors in nature, or practicing meditation or mindfulness. Whatever it is, make sure that you commit to it and make it a regular part of your routine.

Making Time for Fun and Joy

It’s essential to make time for yourself and to do things that bring you joy and fun. Whether it’s spending time with friends, listening to music, or simply taking a walk in nature. It’s truly important to do whatever makes you the happiest! Even if it's something small like playing video games or reading a good book.

It can be difficult to make time for these activities when everything feels so overwhelming, but it’s really important. It will help reduce stress and keep you from feeling burnt out from all the demands of college life. When possible, try to think of something new you can do for yourself each day, whether it goes outside your comfort zone or not.

You don't need to spend a lot of money either - just taking a few moments out of your day to do something calming and enjoyable could be enough.

Accessing Professional Help When Needed

The fifth thing you should do to take control of your mental health is to access professional help when needed. This means if you’re feeling overwhelmed, have had a recent traumatic event, or if you need personal advice on how to handle mental health challenges, then you should look for a professional therapist or counselor to talk to.

It’s important to remember that just because you are seeking professional help does not mean that you are “crazy” or “weak.” On the contrary, it takes strength and courage to reach out for help and work on yourself. Professionals can help provide guidance and support throughout your journey toward better mental health.

Your school may also have mental health resources on campus like counseling centers, wellness clinics, and support groups that are free/affordable/private. It’s up to you to take the first step in searching out these resources and making sure they fit your needs.

Eating Healthy, Balanced Diets

It’s no surprise that what you eat has an impact on your overall health, and that includes your mental health. Eating a nutritious, balanced diet can help you stay alert, focused, and productive while providing you with the energy that you need.

Some key foods that can help with your mental well-being: are omega-3 fatty acids, magnesium, vitamins B6 and B12, vitamin D, and zinc. You can find these in foods like spinach, salmon, tuna, nuts, legumes, and fortified milk. Eating a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables every day will also ensure that you’re getting enough micronutrients to nourish your brain.

And don’t forget about taking time for yourself to sit down for a hearty meal. When we rush meals or eat on the go it can lead to feelings of guilt or stress which are not what we want!

Staying Active and Moving Your Body

Keeping your body active is important for your mental health too. Regular exercise helps reduce stress and anxiety, increases serotonin levels, stimulates endorphin production, and helps boost confidence.

It doesn’t matter what form of exercise you choose – it could be as easy as going for a jog around the block or hitting the gym a few times a week. The key here is to make it part of your daily life. Also, try to make it enjoyable – walk with friends, join a dance class or even try yoga if you like.

As you start changing your habits and getting active, you will probably notice that your energy levels increase and that other aspects of your mental health are also improving. Making physical activity part of your routine also helps keep you accountable; it ensures that you take the time for yourself each day without fail.

Prioritizing Quality Sleep

Sleep is one of the most important things we can do t keep our mental health in check. You might think you can function on a few hours of sleep here and there, but you’re only going to be doing yourself a disservice. Sleep is essential for restoring your energy and allowing your body to recover from stress and other activities of the day.

It’s important to develop healthy sleep habits for your body to get the rest it needs. Make sure you turn off all screens at least an hour before bed since blue light from screens can interfere with melatonin production. And if possible, try to keep a consistent schedule by getting up and going to bed around the same time every day.

By prioritizing quality sleep, you’ll give yourself the best chance of feeling rested and ready to tackle each day with greater focus and clarity.

Practicing Mindful Meditation and Relaxation

Making sure to set aside time for yourself each day is incredibly important when it comes to self-care and your mental health. One way to do so is by practicing mindful meditation and relaxation. This might sound intimidating, but it doesn’t have to be—it can be as simple as taking a few minutes each day for a solo walk or listening to your favorite music.

Mindful meditation can help you become more aware of the present moment, reduce stress, and even increase your ability to focus on tasks. As you practice mindfulness daily, you may also notice that your mood can improve and that you’re able to observe rather than react emotionally to difficult situations. And while it's hard at first, even five minutes spent in mindful meditation —focusing on your breath and releasing negative thoughts —can make a world of difference.

Keeping a Gratitude Journal

The last, but certainly not the least, item on the list – keeping a gratitude journal. It’s been proven that taking time to practice gratitude can have amazing effects on your well-being. Writing out what you're grateful for regularly can help you reframe a difficult situation, and can be a powerful tool for maintaining good mental health.

When it comes to creating your gratitude journal, there are no hard and fast rules. At its simplest level, it can just mean writing down three things that you’re grateful for in a notebook—but of course, you don’t have to limit yourself to three things. You may find that filling out longer entries works better for you; or if writing isn't your thing, create a digital mood board with images of things you appreciate. As long as it's something that helps remind you of all the good in your life, and makes you feel grateful for what you have—that will do the trick!

College is an intense time for both your mental and physical health. It’s important to take care of yourself and to put your mental health first. These 10 things are a great start, but make sure to personalize your list to fit your needs. You know yourself best, so trust your gut and take care of yourself.

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