#the guy was like it’s called a Christmas tree not a holiday tree go cry somewhere else

[garfieldonamonday]

[2hightocare]

WHAT YOU NEED ✷

Synopsis: Jungkook and you try getting into the Christmas spirit, but you end up getting fucked up against the kitchen counter.

Pairing: Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: established relationship au!

Warnings: smut, size kink, light spanking, squirting, creampie, unprotected sex (don’t b dumb nd wear condom.) fluff, cussing, Jungkook has a dirty mouth. a kms joke, hair pulling and choking

Word count: 2.3k

A/n: let’s not sayyyy.. when i say i was giggling and kicking my feet i am not fucking lying! (Jk had me on a chokehold istg😒) they flagged my shit… um

Is it barely November 1st? Yes.

Are you putting the Christmas tree up already? Fuck yeah.

Jungkook would clown you for your love for Christmas, and honestly, you didn't care because you loved everything about it. The decorations, the new flavored coffee menu’s, the gifts underneath the tree, and the cold. You loved wearing beanies, scarves, and thick hoodies. Something about this holiday takes you back to your childhood—the way you would gather with your siblings and parents in the kitchen, making sugar cookies to put under the tree for Santa.

Were you heartbroken when your parents told you they were Santa? Yes. You felt betrayed after they lied to you for thirteen years of your life. When you shared your story with Jungkook, he burst out laughing, sharing that he found out at age nine after catching his parents in the act, making you want to cry for him.

Now here you both were at 10:40 pm assembling the Christmas tree. Jungkook's mom gifted you both, which is much bigger than yours from last year.

“Oh my fuck—this is too big, baby." Jungkook admires the height of the tree with his hands rested on both sides of his hips. Your excitement rises at how many possible ways you both could decorate it.

"Well, I can tell you hate it,” your boyfriend jokes as his hands wrap around your bare waist from behind. “Your hands are cold,” you flinch. Your hands wrap around his, trying to pass him your warmth.

“And if we decorate it with tiny dicks?” You crack your neck upward to see his reaction. “I mean, go for it, baby."

You swat his chest as he burst into a fit of laughter. “You swear you’re so funny, huh?” You look at him with a serious face, your mouth twitching from trying to hold in the big smile that wants to come out.

Jungkook just shakes his head. “Wanna decorate today with last year's decorations, or we can wait till tomorrow and buy new ones, and instead we can bake Christmas cookies?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you.

Anyone in their right mind would be thinking we’re crazy for already baking Christmas cookies when December is in a whole month. But you both didn’t care.

…

“We should’ve gotten pre-made cookie dough.” Your eyes look around at the marble counter in front of you, filled with all the ingredients your mother-in-law told you to use. “On god.” Jungkook stands beside you. “You know what? Let me call my mom. We need a tutorial, I'm afraid.” You giggle as he pulls out his phone, opening up FaceTime.

The phone rings three times before the camera fills up with your mother-in-law smiling sweetly. "Hi, my babies!” She says first, Your face lights up. “Hi,” you wave a hand to the camera. “Hi mom!”

“You guys look adorable,” she motions to your guys matching pink hello kitty pajamas. “Y/n bought them; I had no choice,” he lied, knowing damn well he wanted to match first. “Sureee.” You rolled your eyes at him.

The call continued as Jungkook's mom gave you guys simple instructions like beating the sugar and butter with a whisk, which Jungkook took over because your hand started to hurt, and gradually adding flour to the mixture, which ended with both of you guys covered in white flour because Jungkook turned the mixer too fast. After wishing your goodbyes, you both slightly shake off the flour, and you put the dough in the refrigerator. Apparently, you have to let it be firm.

“So now we have two hours to wait. I say we fuck.” Jungkook slaps your ass, making you squeal. “You’re horny??” Your hands make their way to his hair, slightly pulling. "Hm, maybe,” he whispers into your mouth, and he gives you a slow, wet kiss. “I’m still sore from earlier." I mumble in between kisses. “Was I too rough?” His rough hands massage your ass. You shrug your shoulders in his embrace.

“Christmas movie, then?” He asks, “I’m so down."

….

“Shit takes like ass,” you say, finishing up the cookie.

Your boyfriend looks around for the long-gone cookie. “I don't know; let’s ask the audience.” He looks around for the invisible camera. “Bitch!” You swat his arm, and he burst out laughing, holding on to his stomach.

“You literally ate that shit up.” His head is thrown back, and the most beautiful laugh roars out of him. “I will kill myself genuinely.” You chuckle while trying another cookie without the frosting you guys tried making from a tutorial on Google.

“The frosting is ass, cause this is a bomb,” you stuff your mouth with the remaining of the cookie humming at the taste. “Am I weird cause I fuck with the frosting?" He dips his pinky nto the bowl where the white frosting is before sucking it off. “Never mind actual shit." His nose scrunches in disgust, and his tongue sticks out, making you giggle.

"No, seriously, why is it so bad?” Jungkook takes a sip of the milk he had served not so long ago. “I have no clue, baby, but the sugar cookie itself slaps." You take your half eaten cookie up to your boyfriend's mouth and say, "Open, ahh." He immediately follows commands and opens before you shove his mouth with the golden cookie. “Mhm,” Jungkook's face scrunches as he bobs his head up and down, savoring the heart-shaped cookie.

“Probably the best cookie I had in a while, not gonna lie,” he states, taking a bite of the gingerman's head.

“Do we have cinnamon?” You make your way to the drawer where you keep all the spices. “ Found it,” you make your way back to the cookie before sprinkling some on your and Jungkook's cookies before taking a huge bite. “Oh my fuck," you moan.

"Oh, my fuck indeed.” Jungkook shoves the remaining cookie into his mouth, moaning at how it melted in his mouth. "Think, I just saw stars.” You say this while he side-eyes you. “Haha no.” He says that before picking you up on the counter, he settles in between your legs.

“Horny still?” You ask again, "Yes, very, I’ll be a gentle promise.” He leaves open-mouth kisses on your neck before slowly sucking.

“No marks.” You moan, your fingers slightly tugging on his hair and making him groan. “Scarf season, princess.” He looks up with a smirk on his face, then continues his actions, sucking and licking your soft spot. You bite your lip, trying to be quiet. Jungkook slowly grinds into your clothed pussy causing you to slip out a throaty moan. “Fuck—“ you throw your head back, your legs caging him closer to where you most need him. “I need you to lose the clothes and fuck me.” Jungkook chuckles at your demanding tone.

“Yeah? Want my cock already?” His hands rub on your thighs. You nod your head, looking down at the imprint of his now-hard cock. You reach for it, but Jungkook slaps your hand away, making you pout. “Patience princess,” Jungkook's hands tug on the band of your pajamas, pulling them down and taking your underwear along with it.

You squeal as your bare ass feels the cold counter top, and your boyfriend laughs before throwing the clothes somewhere on the ground.

Your pussy clenches over nothing, and you go to press your thighs together to relieve some of the tension, only for Jungkook to hold them wide open. He pulls his hard cock out of his pants, giving himself two pumps before slapping it on your wet center. Your gaze fixated on his dick on your pussy, your lips between your teeth moaning slightly when your boyfriend gives it another slap with his dick.

“So wet for me, baby,” he says, giving it another slap. "C'mere," Jungkook's picks you off the counter from your arms, “bend over. ” He orders.

You quickly follow his command, your juices dripping down your legs from how wet you were already. Jungkook spreads open your legs some more before making his way in between them, giving your ass a slap. “Fuck—“ you clench your thighs together as he soothes the red mark he just left. “Fuck, when are you going to let me fuck this ass.” Your boyfriend asks you, giving you another spank, making you squeak.

“Never,” you moan, making him chuckle under his breath. “Worth the try.” He jokes before sinking down into you, both moaning at the feeling. You felt so full. Jungkook is so big, stretching your pussy deliciously. “So big shit," you moan, your cheek pressed against the counter as he fills you up to the hilt. “You can take it, baby,” Jungkook says between gritted teeth. He felt you clenching around him, having him on the verge of coming right there in an instant.

“Always so good for me, baby. Want me to fuck you so good, huh?” He whispers into your ear, and you clench around him, earning you another spank, ripping a loud moan out of you. “Fuck me," you stutter over the pleasure your lower belly is feeling. “That’s what I like to hear, baby,” Jungkook says before pulling his cock out, just leaving the tip in before slamming into you. Your mouth hangs open as he repeats the movements over and over again. “Fuck just like that,” you grip to the edge of the counter, your eyes close immediately, as his rough hands compare to your smooth skin, hold tightly to the sides of your hips, pounding into you from behind.

“This cunt is mine, right?” Jungkook groans, sliding his cock in and out of your walls. You could only reply with a loud moan. But that’s not enough for Jungkook; your boyfriend wraps his hand around your hair, pulling you upward and arching your back in the process. “Use your words, princess.” He orders in your ear, his movements never halting.

"Fuck—your pussy! Only yours,” you spit out whatever words you could make a sentence out of. “Fucking you dumb, huh?” He lets go of your hair and moves his hand around your neck, adorning it like a necklace and applying some pressure. "Mhmm,” you moan, trying to open your eyes but shutting close after Jungkook slams into you again.

The room fills with the wet clapping sounds, groans, and moans that keep spilling out of your guys mouths. Your fingers find your sensitive clit, applying pressure and drawing small circles. "Fuck—I'm gonna come!” Your legs shake beneath Jungkook, and his arm wraps around your waist in case your legs give out on you.

“Yeah baby? Gonna come for me?” He slaps your hand away from your clit replacing it with his. Your back arches against him, and his cock continues hitting your g-spot repeatedly, sending you over the edge.

“Oh fuc—“ Your words are cut short when the pleasure in your belly finally snaps, and Jungkook's fingers furiously move on your pussy, making you scream into your hand. Wetness pools on your feet, dripping down your legs. “Fuck so hot when you squirt,” Jungkook continues fucking you through your orgasm, the overstimulation has you shaking underneath him. “Too much fu-fuck,” you head drops to the counter. You clench, sending Jungkook over the edge.

“Coming,” your boyfriend's head drops to your shoulder, his movements becoming sloppy, springs of cum shooting inside you, moaning at the feeling.

His movements come to a halt, his mind foggy, his cock throbbing when he pulls out, making you whine, feeling empty.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” Jungkook mutters under his breath as he sees his cum dripping out of your hole. Without a second thought, he shoves it back in with his index finger. “Aw shit,” you moan at the sensitivity.

He chuckles, kissing your shoulder blade. “You were so good for me, baby.” He leaves open-mouthed kisses all over your back, breathing heavily. You are trying to catch your breath, and your legs feel like jelly, not being able to move from your current position.

“Mhm,” you hum softly, your eyes closing. "Baby, don’t fall asleep on me,” Jungkook smiles at you, picking you up in bridal style, making you to squeal.

"How the fuck can you be so cute after just getting railed?” Your boyfriend moves your hair out of your face as you try to snuggle into his chest. “You play too much,” you mumble.

Jungkook lays you down on the bed before disappearing into your guys bathroom; a couple minutes later, coming out changed and with a warm rag in hand, “here, baby open,” he coos motioning to your legs. You do as he says. He slowly cleans and wipes your center, making you moan from oversensitivity. “Almost done,” he says before giving a last swipe and throwing the rag somewhere in the room.

“Do you want a pill, baby?” He asks against your cheek, to which you nod. He stands up, walking to your side of the closet and getting you something comfy to wear. “Here. Be right back.” Jungkook leaves the clothes next to you and leaves the room.

As you change into your clothes, Jungkook waltz’s in with an ibuprofen and a glass of water on his other hand. “Here,” he says, waiting for you to poke your head out of his hoodie before handing you the small pill.

You swallow the pill without any complaints before dropping down on the bed. “So tired.” Your eyes close before you even hit the pillow, making him chuckle. “Worn you out, huh?” He teases before dropping beside you, pulling the covers over both of you. You immediately cuddle up to his side, feeding off the warmth he radiates. Your leg is over his torso, and your hand is on his chest.

“I love you, princess.” He whispers into your hair, leaving a small kiss on your forehead. “I love you; now let’s go, mimi’s." You kiss his clothed chest, hoping he can still feel the kiss.

[dorotheataylor]

Lover

Pairing- Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

Summary- Listen to Lover by Taylor Swift

Warnings- FLUFF FLUFF FLUFFF, established relationship, really really small adult talk, this is really cliché, no curses!au, modern!au, my poor english, reader and satoru are so in love :( (i wanna cry) Based on Lover by Taylor Swift <3

Word Count- 2.7k words (excluding lyrics)

A/N- The amount of love I have for this man is insane. Gege when I catch you Gege!! Anyways this is something I imagine everyday with this man and decided why not share this with y’all? Hope y’all like this!

"Good morning Toru," you said in a sleepy voice as you rubbed your eyes.

Satoru smiled and said, "Good morning, my love," placing the coffee mugs on the nightstand nearby and leaning down to kiss you. You kissed him back for a moment but then immediately pulled away.

He looked at you with a frown and you spoke, "you know I have a very bad breath in the morning."

His frown suddenly turned into the grin you adored so much. "And you know that I don't care," he said before leaning down once more and kissing you. And this time you didn't resist.

You snuggled up into him to cuddle. He wrapped his hands around you as he laid beside you.

We could leave the Christmas lights up ‘till January

This is our place, we make the rules

"Happy new year," you beamed before moving even closer (if possible) to him. His body was warm- the body heat you’d always miss when you woke up in bed without him engulfing you.

"Well there's still some couple of hours left," he chuckled before kissing your forehead, "but happy new year."

Although the Christmas tree was gone by now- from the holiday a week ago- multiple strings of Christmas lights remained hung up on the living room walls. Turned off, the fluorescent lights were more gloomy than cheerful due to the festivities being over.

It being the first Christmas with Satoru in the new apartment, the one you both collectively bought together just over six months ago, the holiday was a milestone for your relationship. Decorating the small apartment was fun, placing ornaments carefully on the tree with Satoru while he broke over half of them; accidentally of course.

And now the lights remained, hung up on the walls of the open living room. While you took the first sip of the coffee- the caffeine sliding down your throat and almost scorching your tongue- it was as if Satoru read your mind.

“The Christmas lights are still up, we forgot about them.” There had always been a mysterious way about him, always seeming to know what you were thinking or feeling at any given time.

You'd heard of him in your university days. The uni heartthrob, star basketball player and the guy of every girl's dreams studying with you. Your friend would go on about him every now and then until she found her 'the one' as she called it.

You had to admit that you'd grown a crush on him too but you were too scared. He was the popular guy every girl swooned over, and then there was you, just managing to get through the uni. You doubted if he even knew about your existence. So you never worked on your feelings and just continued the way you lived.

The first time you officially met and talked with him was on the annual prom night. You were sitting alone, trying to get a shot as you watched everyone, including your best friend, dance on the slow song playing in the background.

You'd come there without a date as no one had asked you. You were slightly upset but your friend cheered you up, ditching her own boyfriend to go with you. But after a few hours of having fun, she wanted to spend time with him and of course you didn't mind.

So here you were, deep in thoughts and didn't notice someone coming up to you until the person spoke.

"Hey."

You immediately knew who's voice it was. You turned your head to look at them. And there he stood, dressed up in a black tuxedo, his white hair perfectly styled and faint blush on his cheeks as he showed his smile. Your heart started to pick up its pace as your cheeks heated up. Why would they not? Satoru Gojo, the popular guy of the whole campus and your long time crush, was talking to you.

"Hey," you replied, surprised and internally relieved you didn't stutter.

"Mind if I join you?" he said gesturing over the empty seat besides you.

"Not at all." You said and handed him a drink as he took the seat.

You were surprised, that 'The Gojo Satoru' would be so sweet and awkward at the same time. Still you two talked and got to know each other. Apparently, his date ditched him when he refused for PDA, and he claimed to enjoy your company more.

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

He almost got shy when he asked you for a dance. But you still accepted nevertheless. And let's just say it was the best time of your life. Neither of you two knew how to dance and all the time you were just stepping on each other's foot or just laughing your asses off. You knew you'd just met him but it felt like you'd known him for years.

The night ended with him asking you out. You gladly accepted. And with that, started a beautiful love story one could only ask for.

“I think we should leave them up,” a quizzing look you gave him with your eyebrows prompted him to explain, “you know, ‘cause why not? We’re adults, we don’t have to listen to any rules anymore, right?”

You laughed. “I guess I see your point... but it’s already New Year’s Day, and Christmas was a week ago. If others come around, what will they say?”

"Who cares, this is our place. Meaning," he held you tighter and continued, "we make the rules here. We could live it 'til the next January."

"You're crazy, Gojo." You said playfully and he rolled his eyes.

"Well sorry to break it to you sweetheart but you're stuck with me," he said with a little smirk.

"Wouldn't have it another way." You said giggling and giving him a quick peck on lips before getting out of the bed. As you were about to leave, he held your wrist and pulled you back. You landed back on the bed as he held you tightly once again.

"Let's just stay like this for the whole day." He said as he closed his eyes.

You giggled, "’Toru, if you don't let me go then we won't be getting any breakfast today."

"I don't care." He said as he buried his face in your chest, "you're warm and I want cuddles." You laughed at his childish behaviour and cuddled back with him. You slowly ran your fingers in his hair just the way he liked. He groaned at the feeling and hugged you even tighter.

There was a comfortable and peaceful silence until he said, "by the way I already made us breakfast."

You widened your eyes when you heard him. "Really? I'm surprised the house is not on fire yet."

He sat up and rolled his eyes. "You know I'm a better cook than you."

You hit him playfully on his chest as he laughed. He got out of the bed and went into the kitchen and you went to the bathroom and quickly brushed your teeth, excited to see what he had prepared for both of you.

He came back with two plates of honey-drizzled pancakes. You were sitting on the bed by then and your mouth immediately started watering after seeing the pancakes.

"Tell me how it is." He said after putting down the plates. You took a bite before widening your eyes and looking at him proudly.

"I see you've gotten my recipe perfectly." You said wiggling your eyebrows making him chuckle.

He chuckled, his eyes shining with satisfaction. "I wanted to do something different this time. You're always the one making breakfast, so I thought I'd give it a try and show you that I can make your recipes too. Consider it my New Year's resolution. Plus I know how much you hate to get out of the bed in the morning, so breakfast is now my duty."

Your heart melted at his thoughtful gesture. He had gone out of his way to make you happy, to bring a change to their routine. It was a small act, but it spoke volumes about his love and dedication. You couldn't help but fall in love with him even more if possible.

Moved by his sincerity, you leaned in and kissed him passionately, feeling the warmth of his embrace. In that moment, your connection deepened, your love reaffirmed. Your lips gently parted, and your foreheads touched as you locked eyes, sharing an unspoken language of love and understanding.

You’re my my my my Lover.

"You don't have to do anything special to make me happy." You whispered, "as long as you're with me, I'm content."

A smile graced his lips, and he spoke softly, "I love you."

"I love you too. More than words can express." You said before attaching your lips with his once again.

-

"Cheers to the New Year!" echoed throughout the room as everyone joyously raised their glasses and took hearty sips of their drinks. The lively party was in full swing, with conversations overlapping and laughter filling the air. To your right, was a group engaged in a spirited drinking game, while in a quieter corner, a few couples were making out while Satoru and Suguru shared jokes and laughter near the balcony, relishing their drinks.

I’m highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

You tried to focus on the conversation you were having with your friends but failed miserably. All you could see was the unfamiliar girl who was now flirting with Satoru. He looked like he had no clue about it. Beside him, was his friend Suguru. Unlike your boyfriend, he noticed the dirty glances you were throwing at the girl.

You see him nudge Satoru with his elbow and point your way. Your eyes met his blue ones for a moment when you instantly looked away. You didn’t want to admit that you were jealous but god you couldn’t help it.

I’ve loved you three summer now honey but I want ‘em all

He was so gorgeous with his soft white hair and cold blue eyes that any girl would fall for him. But those cold eyes only showed warmth and love when they looked at you. You were the only one Satoru loved and will continue to do so till the end of time.

You looked at him again only to see him smirk. Can’t able to bear the sight of it, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

You excused yourself from your friends and walked over to where Satoru was standing. “Darling, It’s getting late. We should head home.” You said in a saccharine voice with a forced smile. Not waiting for his reply, you pulled him by his arm. The last thing you heard before exiting the venue was some words of 'good luck' directed towards Satoru by Suguru.

When you got into the car, you immediately turned towards the windows, not in the mood to talk. Satoru got inside and smiled at your behaviour.

When you got home, you both had to run inside because it had started raining. You immediately went to the bathroom to get dressed for bed, without sparing Satoru a look. After you were done, you laid on your bed and pretended to fall asleep.

Satoru, very well knowing that you were awake, gave your shoulder a nudge. “Y/N?”

"Go away, I'm trying to sleep."

“I highly doubt that. Is it something I said?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“Well, I wasn’t the one who was totally oblivious to a girl hitting on me when my girlfriend stood just a few steps away.” You scoffed as you sat up.

“You can’t be serious.” He chuckled.

“Of course, I am.”

“Baby, look at me.” He said. When you didn’t listen to him, he cupped your face and made you look at him. He looked straight into your eyes and said, “You know you’re the only one for me, right? You’re the one who I’m deeply in love with.”

When you didn't say anything, he sighed and stood up. "Come with me." He said giving you his hand.

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my Loverr

You looked at him confused but took it nevertheless. "Why are we going outside? It's raining." You said when you noticed you were being led outside the house.

Satoru knew how much you loved the rain. That’s why if he was going to do this, he’ll do this with the things you loved.

You were still trying to comprehend as to why you were in the rain but you didn’t complain. You loved rain. It helped you calm down and helped relaxing your mind.

Satoru led you in your small house garden. You had already started getting soaked from the rain as you asked, “Why are we here?”

And you’ll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

“Why? Getting wet already?” he said as you rolled your eyes and laughed. He smiled at you. He swore his heart swells every time he hears you laugh or sees you smile, especially when he is the reason behind it.

“Let’s dance.” He said and spun you around. You laughed when he pulled you towards him and tried to waltz.

“You’re still a terrible dancer.” You said jokingly.

“Well you’re the only one who gets to dance with me so I suggest you get used to it.” He said, trying his best not to mess up the steps.

“Did you learn the basics of waltzing?” you asked when you saw him doing correct steps.

“Well, I know you love to dance and I’m a terrible dancer. So I tried learning just so you can have, not excellent but at least an average dance partner.” He said, scratching his neck sheepishly.

And at every table, I’ll save you a seat Loverr

You didn’t know that you could fall for him even more. He learned to dance, just for you. He knew you loved to dance so he tried to become better at it, just for you. You knew how hectic his schedule can get but still he took some time off it to learn how to dance, just for you. You loved this man so much and you’ll never get tired of admitting this.

Can I go where you go?

“There’s still something I need to do.” He said, now sounding somewhat nervous.

You raised an eyebrow and looked at him in suspicion, “what is it?”

You didn’t want to think the worse but with the way he was behaving, you couldn’t help it. Is this it? Is he going to break things off? You didn’t know how you will survive if your thoughts came true.

Can we always be this close?

He took a deep breath before reaching for his pocket and taking out a small box. He bent down on his knees and held open the box in front of you. You widened your eyes at sight before you and gasped when you realised what was happening.

“Y/N, I never knew I could love someone as much as I love you. You’re the ride and die for me, the one who is everything to me, the one who’s laugh and smiles makes my day, the one who’s tears break my heart, the one who will always own my heart. And I can’t believe that you love an idiot like me. I want you to be the first and only love for me. I want you to be the one who lights up my day with just a smile, who makes my nights beautiful with just a touch.”

Forever and ever and Ah

“I want to be the one for you who you’ll spend forever with just like you have always dreamed of. I don’t want to spend another minute without you being by my side.”

You’re my my my my

“So Y/N L/N, will you marry me?” he finished, tears falling from his eyes. You didn’t know when you started crying but this moment was the best moment of your entire life. You practically jumped on Satoru as you hugged him.

Oh you’re my my my my

“Yes, yes a million times yes!” you said in between your tears as Satoru hugged you back. When you pulled away, he slowly slipped the ring onto your ring finger.

You immediately leaned in and kissed him, pouring all your unsaid love into this kiss. He kissed you back with the same passion as you. You felt like you fell for him all over again. The love story that started long back when you were in university, when you never thought he even knew your existence, when you never thought he’ll notice you, when you never thought he would even speak yet alone dance with you. And you definitely didn’t think that out of everyone, Gojo Satoru was ‘The One’ for you. But even after everything, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Happy new year, Gojo.”

“Happy new year to you too, soon-to-be Mrs Gojo.”

Darling you’re my my my my

Loverrr <3

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ever blushed while reading your own writing? I just did lmao. Hope y’all liked this!

[jewbeloved]

Christmas Day with the boys + Craig and Tweek🎄🎄🎄🎁🎁🎁🎁🎅🎅

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!🥳🥳🥳

If you don't celebrate it, that's alright then. But also happy Hanukkah (for the people who are Jewish)

Warnings: None, why would there be warnings on a Christmas day? 😂

Gender: Neutral

💚💙 The Main Four ❤️🧡

The second you woke up out of your bed and checked your calendar, you were excited to see that it was Christmas Day.

You ran out of your room after putting on your (favorite color Christmas) outfit. And went to the phone to call your boyfriends letting them know it's Christmas day!

"Guys! It's Christmas day!!"

"Merry Christmas (nickname), we'll be over there in a min :3"

"Merry Christmas (Name), but are you sure we should bring Kahl since he doesn't celebrate Christmas because he's Jewish?"

"Shut the Fuck up fatass!"

*muffles* (It's Christmas day, but I didn't manage to get you a present...I could only afford to get my little sister one...)

"Oh! That's alright Kenny, don't have to get me a present, we can just celebrate Christmas together. You can bring your sister along!"

You hung up the phone and knew that they would be over quickly then just a min.

You used this time wisely and planted all of their gifts under the Christmas tree, while your mom was preparing Christmas treats for you and the boys.

When everything was completely you heard a knock on your door and opened it up to see your 4 lovable boyfriends and Karen standing there with gifts in their hands with a sweet smile on their faces.

"Merry Christmas (Name)!" They all sang at the same time making you flustered.

You allowed them to come inside and went to place their presents for you under the tree. But Karen wanted to hand you your present early.

"It's a thank you gift for always being so nice to me and my big brother Kenny, it really means a lot to both of us.." You pulled Karen into a hug and she hugged back.

Bro Kenny wanted to cry at this adorable moment between you and his sister. 🥹

"Don't worry about me, I already talked to my parents and they allowed me to come over and celebrate Christmas with you ONLY even though I'm jewish"

"Hehe alright then, let's get this party started then!"

Bro, you're so damn lucky you get to spend the great holiday with the boys. They have spent Christmas a lot of times by themselves or with their family. But this time they wanna spend it all day long with you.

Gathering around the Christmas tree and singing the Holiday song like it's a ritual, but Kyle just listened to all of you singing it though. You don't mind that because it is understandable and obvious.

Eating the snacks that your mom has made, they immediately all want another! The snacks tasted so good! By the time you finished yours the other ones are already gone 🥲

And finally, opening presents. Your place is going to be kinda a mess with all of the present wrappers around the floor. But everyone cleans it up after tearing off the paper.

All of the presents the boys and Karen gave you each contained (the item that you always wanted) inside of the box, and you got them theirs and they were really grateful to you for that.

And last but not least, the sleepover and watching a Christmas movie. You put on your (favorite movie) on the TV and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and joined you on watching the movie.

It took them a few hours to sleep because they wanted to stay up and watch it longer with you.

You obviously cuddled with the boys on your bed, because there's not a lot of room on the couch. Kenny had one arm wrapped around Karen while the other was wrapped around you in the cuddle pile.

When it was time for them to go home, you got a goodbye kiss from each and every one of them. You gave Karen a kiss on the forehead and a hug before she left as well.

Best Christmas and Hanukkah day ever❤️🧡💙💚

💙 Craig and Tweek 💛

Spending Christmas with these 2 sweethearts is clearly heaven for you😭😭🥹

You made sure everything on your schedule was cleared so you wouldn't have any plans going on at the moment, this is a special day for you and your boyfriends.

This time you went a little overboard with prepping everything for this holiday, you literally had a bouncy house in your backyard 😳

The time Craig and Tweek arrived at your house, was the time for Christmas to start. No questions.

You did notice that Tweek didn't seem to be anxious at the moment, but you didn't question him about that. He didn't want to be anxious on Christmas since it was with you.

Craig having his usual everyday expression, but you know deep down that he has a big smile on his face ready to start celebrating Christmas with you.

All 3 of you guys wore matching Christmas couple outfits for the time being.

Eating snacks. Eating snacks with them was normal as eating any other kinds of food. They didn't make a mess, they didn't ask for another, and they happily cleaned up their mess if they did.

Christmas games. Bro they didn't expect you to have games laying around, you really went overboard with prepping everything 😂😊🥹 they still enjoyed playing the games with you though, and they ABSOLUTELY loved playing inside the bouncy house! They stayed in there for like 3 hours 🤯🤯🤯

Opening presents. They got you a bunch of gifts tbh 😳 you obviously got them a bunch back in return. Opening presents this time isn't messy since you guys were opening them over a wrapper bin.

Cuddling sessions. You're literally stuck in their embrace for a longggggg time. They ain't letting you go anytime soon, you're their little/big sweet teddy bear (Depending on your height)

Sleep time. They're also staying over for the night to sleep with you until Christmas is over. Enjoy this time sleeping with them specially.😊😊🥹🥹

Same as the boys, you also get goodbye kisses and hugs from Craig and Tweek. But this time they promised to come back later.💛💛💙💙

I was listening to this music while writing this- also Merry Christmas again to everyone!!!

[filmofhybe]

Warmth welcome

💌 pairing : Kim sunoo x oc 🗯️ GENRE : fluff 1.2K words

warning : Sunoo’s sister is call Jiyeon here.

; AUTHORS NOTE : day 9?!? Of “24 days of Christmas with Filmofhybe” TIME IS GOING FAST IMMA CRY IS ALMOST CHRISTMAS. Also follow my tiktok! @/enhasmemories!!

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Y/n stepped out of the car, greeted by the crisp winter air that carried the scent of pine and anticipation. The Kim family home stood adorned with festive lights, a beacon of warmth against the snowy backdrop. Sunoo, her sweet adorable boyfriend, squeezed her hand, excitement gleaming in his eyes as they approached the front door. “Finally you get to meet my family baby!” He smiled at you before pecking your lips to calm you down.

You softly knock on the door and a few moments later, Mrs. Kim swung the door open, a wave of familial warmth enveloped them. Sunoo's parents rushed forward, embracing you as if she had been a part of their lives for years. The living room glowed with the soft light of a decorated Christmas tree, and the sounds of laughter echoed through the halls.

"Y/n! My dear, we've been looking forward to this moment! Sunoo has told us so much about you," Mrs.Kim exclaimed, her eyes twinkling with joy.

Throughout the day, the Kims treated you like their own daughter. Sunoo's older sister, bubbling with excitement, immediately embraced her. “Oh my gosh she’s here she’s here! I’m so excited to meet you! You don’t understand how happy I am to have someone new around the house!” She continues to hug you as you return the warm loving hug. The aroma of holiday delights wafted from the kitchen, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging.

As the family gathered around the Christmas tree to exchange gifts, you were surprised to find a beautifully wrapped present with her name on it. Opening it revealed a delicate bracelet, carefully chosen to match her style.

"Consider it a small gift of our appreciation," Mr. Kim said with a smile. "You've brought so much joy to Sunoo, and we couldn't be happier to have you as part of our family." You smiled at her words, heart swelled as Sunoo gives you the sweetest kiss on your forehead, to remind you that you will always be part of his family.

The evening continued with laughter, shared stories, and the warmth of familial bonds. Sunoo's parents complimented my beauty, both inside and out, and expressed how fortunate Sunoo was to have me. Sunoo, in turn, beamed with pride, acknowledging the truth in their words. Sunoo's sister, Jiyeon, observed the interactions with a mix of admiration and a twinge of jealousy.

As I helped clear the table with their mother after a hearty Christmas dinner, I heard Jiyeon tease her brother. "Sunoo, you're not just lucky; you're blessed. Y/N is not only beautiful but patient and sweet. I can't believe you found someone who takes care of you so well, especially after those long work hours," she remarked with a playful smirk.

Sunoo chuckled, feeling sunoo casting a loving glance at me. "I am lucky, Jiyeon. Y/N makes every day brighter. I couldn't ask for a better partner. Now be jealous about it.” As he said that, he wraps his arms around my waist, kissing the side of my cheeks. I chuckled at his adorable behavior as I heard Jiyeon scoff once again “ugh you guys make me feel so single..”

As the night deepened, the family gathered around the fireplace, its flickering flames casting a warm glow. I found myself in Sunoo’s warm embrace, being included in the midst of heartfelt conversations, feeling genuinely accepted and cherished. Sunoo's family admired my resilience, kindness, and the love that radiated between me and their son.

Jiyeon, though teasing, couldn't hide her genuine admiration. "Seriously, y/n, you've got a special place in this family. I'm almost jealous of Sunoo," she confessed with a pout. I chuckled, appreciating the good-natured banter. "Thank you, Jiyeon. Your family has made me feel so welcome. I'm just grateful to be here."

The night concluded with the exchange of warm goodnights and promises of a festive Christmas morning. Me and Sunoo retired to the guest room, wrapped in the glow of a day filled with love and laughter. As they lay in bed, I couldn't help but express her feelings.

"Sunoo, your family is amazing. I feel like I've gained a second family," she whispered, her eyes reflecting the joy in her heart. Sunoo pulled her closer, his voice a soft reassurance. "I'm so glad you feel that way. They adore you, just as much as I do my love.”

The following morning dawned with the aroma of breakfast delights, hot chocolates and coffees, and the promise of another day filled with festive cheer. Sunoo's family had planned a day of activities, from snowball fights in the backyard to a cozy movie marathon. I felt a sense of gratitude for being a part of this warmth, a feeling that extended beyond the glow of the Christmas lights.

As the day unfolded, Sunoo's family continued to express their love for me. They admired my strength, my caring nature, and the way I seamlessly integrated into their cherished Christmas traditions. Sunoo's parents even insisted on taking a family photo, capturing the joyous moments that would forever mark this special holiday.

As Y/N and Sunoo prepared to leave, Mr.Kim hugged her tightly. "You're always welcome here, y/n. You're a part of our family now."

“Y/n! Remember to text me when you get home ok? I need to gossip with you more!!” Jiyeon yelled from the top of the stairs cheerfully as you waves goodbye to us.

“Oh my gosh leave my poor girlfriend alone!” Sunoo joked as he watches her stuck her tongue out.

“Too bad I’m stealing her away from you soon!”

With hearts full of love and memories, me and Sunoo left his family home, the snowflakes outside mirroring the enchantment within. As Sunoo drove away, his other hand on my lap, I couldn't help but reflect on the magic of Christmas—the magic of finding a second family, of being loved and embraced, and of creating memories that would warm their hearts for years to come.

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[lost-in-sokovia]

okay but hear me out. college!edward nashton x reader but it’s Christmas eve and they both live in the dorms and everyone is home for the holidays but them and they run into each other in the shared kitchen and spend Christmas together?!/?$:7@:&;&:

i don’t know why it’s holiday themed but. there is food for thought

i’ll be here for christmas

warnings: slight sadness, but mostly fluff with little to no plot

“i love you too— merry christmas! bye, guys.”

you made sure your voice was as strong and stable as possible as you ended the call, the salty tears dripping down onto your bed. the lump in your throat finally broke as you let out the breathy sob you had been holding in, pulling your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. you were left at college for christmas because the winter weather had made travel not ideal and your parents weren’t comfortable with you coming home, no matter the form of travel.

you sniffled and looked out the window of your warmly lit dorm room, watching the snow fall like powdered sugar from the sky. you could barely see the street lamp across the way and knew that it was better to be safe here than risk any sort of injury going home for christmas. you glanced around at the christmas decorations that your roommate had helped you put up before she went home for the holidays. there was a small christmas tree, string lights, and garland hung along the tops of the walls. your roommate was flying home for her holiday break and you had made her promise to text you that she had arrived safely.

you swallowed thickly and took a deep breath. sitting by yourself in your dorm room on christmas eve was not going to help your mood in the slightest. you knew there were other people spending the holidays here as well, and you figured you could find a friend and maybe at least help give them a not-so-lonely holiday.

you plopped off your bed and onto the carpeted floor of your dorm, slipping on some slippers and running a hand through your hair as you looked in the mirror. your cheeks were a bit pink and your eyes a bit watery and irritated, the evidence of you crying rather visible. you shook your head and sighed, deciding it wasn’t worth it to dwell too hard on your appearance and instead look to improving your mood. slipping on a warm jacket you walked out into the empty hallway of the dorms, shutting the door behind you and making your way to the small kitchens on the middle floor.

the hallways were decorated too, students and staff doing their best to provide holiday cheer for those who would be staying here as well. there were string lights and garland and ribbons donning the walls and doors as you wrapped your arms around yourself. the sentiment was sweet, but in the end it was the same old halls of the dorms you walked nearly every day to and from class.

when you made it to the kitchen there was christmas music softly playing over the speakers and little signs wishing people happy holidays and listing off holiday activities taking place on campus. you saw a boy with light brown hair and in a windbreaker pouring coffee into a mug. it was only you and him in the kitchen, and though you felt your presence was a bit awkward at first, you took a deep breath and immediately changed your attitude to instead view it as an opportunity. you confidently continued your walk in and when the boy turned around, you smiled. you knew him from your math class, he sat one row in front of you and occasionally the two of you had worked together. he had a sort of nervous presence, occasionally stuttering over his words and turning pink easily. however, you knew he was kind and generous and you were happy to find him there.

“hi, edward,” you said happily. his green eyes darted up at you from behind his clear framed glasses as he held his christmas mug of coffee close to his chest. the momentary panic dissolved into a small smile.

“o-oh, hi, y/n,” he replied back. you smiled and walked closer so you were standing right in front of him. “how are you?” edward continued.

“eh, i’m okay,” you responded with a shrug. “not going to lie, i’m a bit sad i can’t be home for christmas, but i’m trying to make the most out of being here for christmas and seeing what i can do to celebrate here,” you explained. edward’s eyes looked into yours as he slightly frowned, leaning against the counter.

“why can’t you be home for christmas?” eddie asked meekly.

“the weather. traveling is a bit sketchy right now and i didn’t leave before the storm really rolled in, so my parents didn’t feel comfortable having me come home…” you blinked back a few tears and smiled sadly. “so i’m here instead!” you held out your arms. you saw the pity on edward’s face and desperately wished he wouldn’t look at you like that, not feeling in the mood for crying in front of someone you barely knew.

“i’m sorry,” he said earnestly. “i-i’m glad you’re here though, i think your parents made the right decision… y’know… not wanting to put you in danger and all that.” his voice was scared but kind, as though he was nervous to voice his thoughts to you. you gave him a small smile.

“thanks, edward. what about you, if you don’t mind me asking. what’s got you cooped up here for the holidays?” you asked in a lighter tone. edward bit his lip and glanced down for a second.

“i’m, uhm… i’m an orphan, so,” he answered hesitantly. all the color drained from your face and you began to internally panic.

“oh my god, edward, i’m so sorry! i wouldn’t have said anything if i had known—“

“no no, it’s fine, really,” edward interrupted and held up a hand. he gazed at your panicked expression and gave you a small smile. “really. i mean, like i said, i-i’m glad at least you’re here, that makes me happy. at least i know you,” he reasoned. you took a deep breath and tried to allow the panic to melt off of you, thanking your lucky stars you hadn’t offended the one person you had seen so far.

there was a moment of awkward silence between the two of you until you finally worked up the nerve to ask him something.

“listen, i know we don’t know each other that well, but…” edward met your gaze, hope sparkling in his eyes. “but maybe, only if you want, maybe you could come hang out in my dorm with me until midnight? it’ll be like new years but we’ll say ‘merry christmas’ instead of ‘happy new year’ when the clock strikes twelve?” you asked. edward’s lips parted and his eyes widened slightly.

“really?” eagerness laced his voice as he questioned you. something lit up inside you knowing that he wanted to take part in the small activity you had proposed. this was your goal; you had wanted to help make someone’s holiday, and it turned out to be easier than you had thought.

“yeah, edward. and i hope it’s not like, weird, that i’m inviting you to my dorm because we don’t know each other that well, but i mean we can watch christmas movies on my laptop and my mom mailed me some holiday snacks and just—” you sighed. “like you said, it’s nice to have someone i at least know a little bit here with me,” you finished. there was a pause as edward’s lips curved up with a smile, and your expression began to mirror his.

“we can go to the christmas brunch they’re having tomorrow morning too, if you’d like,” edward added. you nodded happily, feeling wanted and welcomed.

“yeah, i’d like that,” you agreed. edward exhaled deeply and nodded back.

“great!”

“great.”

you two stared at each other for a moment, nothing else really seeming to matter. you were snapped back to reality when the gentle tune of “silent night” had suddenly turned into the poppy sound of “rocking around the christmas tree.” edward turned slightly pink as you blinked and looked out the window for a moment.

“shall we?” you asked, gesturing towards the door. edward smiled and began to walk beside you as you led him to your dorm. “my mom will be so happy to hear i’ve got a friend with me,” you laughed lightly. edward laughed as well.

“i’m glad i could be here for you,” he agreed. you felt your cheeks heat up as you looked straight ahead and held back a giant grin.

maybe this christmas wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen after all.

[likesomekindofcheese]

May I request something with Brian May x American fem! Reader where they are friends with secret crushes on each other? It's the readers first Christmas in the UK and since she had a falling out with her folks, but only kept in touch with her brother and wasn't going to go back to America for the holidays and could afford to in the first place. Maybe he and the guys could try to do something to make this Christmas special. While Freddie plays Cupid since he could have been peeved/confused the reader kept her birthday secret because her last one in the US was a living hell. Even though the reader enjoys Christmas she awkwardly keeps to herself knowing her friends were celebrating with their own families and while not wanting to be a bother she could be unaware of the secret plan the guys truly have or something.

Christmasy fluff and serious angst(mentions of emotional abuse, attempted suicide and depression) that ends with fluff confession.

Pretty please and thank you so much!💖

Hey there! Was saving this ask for this season and PHEW this is very complicated! I may have to whittle it down but I hope you like it!

You sat by the fireplace when you heard a loud "SHIT!" from the kitchen.

Another voice called out "what is it, Fred!"

"Burned my finger!"

Brian let out a laugh.

"That's not that bad! No need to scream like you're getting fucking murdered!"

"Oh, shut up!"

It made you smile. You placed both hands over your mulled cider and took a sip. Already there was a record of some pretty piano.

Brian emerged, raising a hand to his head to scratch his curls.

"Are you alright?" you asked.

"Ask me five minutes later and I'll tell you yes! But you...Y/N...you've been quiet..." he said.

His eyes softened. He sat on the chair next to you. The fire kept crackling. The tree the three of you decorated had lights that would slowly go on and then fade and turn back onto their light, multicolor glow. You had to admit they looked lovely against Brian's cheekbones.

"It's just...this is my first Christmas in the UK and...it's not that it itself is bad at all I just..."

You let out a sigh and put down your mug.

"My friends are out there, back home...with their own families. And you have your own. Loving, safe, stable, supported, and mine..."

You lowered your face to look at your hands and not at him. It would make discussing this easier.

There was the sound of footsteps and both of your heads whipped out to see Freddie.

"I'm going to get something in the other room, will be back in a bit- probably stuck in the corner," he announced.

"Go on, Fred!" Brian said, waving his hand.

Once the door closed, Brian turned to you.

"You mean...when they...they..."

"They said all those cruel, awful things to me, all the time and...and so much...so much and...and the suicide attempt I...I can't even think about it and I..I shouldn't miss it, I shouldn't miss home and all this holiday crap about having to be home for the holidays and I can't ever go home!!" you cried.

You placed your face into your hands and let yourself cry. Brian got closer to you, he put a hand over your back softly, going "there, there dear..."

"It's alright...you have us...and me and Fred...we'll be your family. We'll take care of you, feed you, give you a couch if you need it. Deaky's an early riser so he'll knock on your door and drag you out at 7 am- just a warning!"

You let yourself smile from that. You let yourselves both release from the hug, looking into each other's eyes.

"And you...you've been a treat for me- er- us to get to know. You're funny, creative, smart...and fun to be with. You may not have your birth family, but you're not alone...you have us."

"And do I have you, Brian?" you asked.

"Yes, you have me too...wait, what's on my head?"

He looked up and let out a curse, his arms folding and his face turning pink. Fred conveniently walked over at the end of your conversation and pulled out some mistletoe he let dangle from his hand over your heads.

"You know the rules!" he chirruped.

"Y/N, I don't want to, uh, make you uncomfortable!" Brian began to stammer.

"It's okay, you can kiss me!" you relented.

Letting out an exhale, he gave you a quick, chaste- but gentle- kiss.

"About time! Should we hear a happy announcement, soon?" Fred asked.

"Bugger off and don't let our dinner burn! Y/N's been looking forward to it all week!" Brian insisted.

Fred walked back to the kitchen.

Your heart racing, feeling bold, you went up to speak quietly in Brian's ear.

"I have to tell you...Brian I...If there was anyone I could be tricked to be under the mistletoe with- I'm glad it's you!"

He blinked. His face still flushed.

"I...I uh, agree...Y/N. Tomorrow there's an ice skating rink...can we go there?"

"You mean as a date? Then...then yes!" you agreed.

You both smiled and squeezed hands. The cadence of the record player finished into nothing as the snow beat against the window. For once, all really was merry and bright.

[navigating-through-gray]

DSMP Christmas Story

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas @astronuke! Summary: In which Tommy adjusts to the existence of Christmas magic and also ghosts.

Tommy hadn’t thought much of working after hours on Christmas Eve.

As some bitch named ‘Annie’ will tell you it’s a hard-knock life for an orphan, and the best thing to do when you find yourself family-less for the holidays was to keep your head down and stay busy. He may as well spread some ‘cheer’ now via sugar and cinnamon, then take a nice long two week break after new years when the constant ads of happy families gathered ‘round a ten foot tree melted into the long gray slog to spring. The plan, as far as he was concerned, was perfectly logical and not a grinchly affront to all things red and green.

Apparently, Christmas disagreed. Because on that night, one snowy evening at 11:51, Tommy felt a flurry of snowflakes breeze over his back. He turned to the back door of the bakery and found it just as locked as he’d left it four hours before.  

“What the fuck?”

“Language.”

Tommy whirled forward and spotted a man at the cash register. Like, a glowing green one. He blinked, and tilted his head to try and puzzle out whatever trick that was.

“What the fuck? Who the fuck are you?!”

Tommy couldn’t see any lights on the guy. Just a creepy smiley-face mask and a whole lot of softly tinkling bells sewn into his ridiculous getup. How had he not heard those before?

“I’m the Ghost of Christmas Present, see the holly?” The man pointed to the small bush of spiked leaves and red berries on his head as if the plants proved he was something other than crazy.

“You’re breaking and entering is what you are, and you’d better keep your green-ass ugly mitts off my cookies!” Tommy’s voice rose to a yell as the stranger had the gal to pick up a Christmas tree from the display and begin eating it.

“Once again, watch the language kid. I could sign you up for one roller coaster of a night for lack of Christmas spirit if I wanted to.”

“Are you threatening me?!” Tommy continued to yell, who was this stranger to break into his bakery, steal the sweets and then admonish him for cussing him out? “I’ve got plenty of Christmas spirit! For your information I’m working my ass off so my boss can spend Christmas Eve with her family, you judgmental bastard.”

“I’ve seen your house.” The man in green prodded, “You don’t have a single decoration anywhere.”

“You’ve been to my house?!” Tommy brandished his frosting gun. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

The man raised an eyebrow. “I can see everyone’s houses. That’s my skillset. But I didn’t come in to rake you over the coals. You’re right about Niki, that was a really nice thing to do.”

“I don’t give a fuck what you think. Stay away from Niki and get out of my bakery!” Tommy jabbed his weapon threateningly, but the man looked thoroughly unimpressed.

“Congratulations Tommy. I think you’ve earned a Christmas Miracle.”

“How do you know my name?! Damn creepy smiley-faced bastard-” Tommy began to curse as the stranger reached out toward the candy men he’d been touching up. The register was several feet away from his work station but Tommy still shrieked as if they were in reach. “I said keep your hands off my cookies!”

A blinding flash of light and the sound of tinkling sleigh bells filled the whole store. Tommy fell backwards with a cry and crashed into the sprinkles cabinet, spilling all sorts of glittering sugar over the floor.

The bloody maniac had a flash bomb! He wailed in his head, I’m blind! I’m blind! I’m- Tommy blinked his eyes open and found the man was gone.

“Yeah, you better run!” He called, standing up and glancing around nervously. Was the creep really gone? He had no idea how the man had come in, nor how he’d left. A stalker was definitely not the Christmas gift he’d ordered for himself online. Tommy was about ready to label the whole affair as fodder for what was going to be the worst night of his life when he caught sight of movement on the counter he’d been working on.

The motions were small and the colors made it hard to make out what Tommy was looking at, at first. He didn’t particularly want to get closer when the weird green guy could still be lurking around, so he stayed put. On the table, he made out three distinct shapes. One of the shapes tripled in size as a pair of glittering white wings unfurled, and Tommy abruptly remembered the angel he’d been working on, which meant the other reds and blues… He forgot about the creep. The wing looked to be marshmallow but Tommy couldn’t make feathers like that. Each primary was as delicate as lace. The red coat on his toy soldier rippled like actual fabric and not the sugary wax he’d molded hours before. And Niki’s sugar spun soldier was holding his own semi-transparent, impossibly delicate blue fingers up to the ceiling light.

The tiny men acclimated to life far faster than Tommy did to their existence. When the angel waved at him and said hello he didn’t do a damn thing to pick his jaw up off of the floor. While he was preoccupied the angel gave up and flapped his wings experimentally, while the red soldier and blue soldier looked over edge of the table and discussed the drop. The blue soldier began shimmying down a table leg. After a moment the red soldier shook his head and jumped onto Tommy’s chair and then the ground in much faster fashion. All three were quite obviously coming for him.

With a squeak Tommy stepped backwards and hit the back door of the bakery, still staring at the candy brought to life. He did, however, finally find his voice.

“Who-- How-- What?” What. Yes, that was the word he was looking for. “What the hell? What the hell.”

The red soldier waved from the ground. “Yo, kid. Did we break your brain?”

“Yes.” Tommy replied fervently. “Are you alive?”

“Yep.”

“There’s no need to be alarmed,” the blue soldier pitched in as he reached the ground. “We have a perfectly reasonable explanation.”

“Oh. Really.”

“The green fellow, Dream,” the soldier waved his blue hand at the register, “Performed a Christmas miracle and brought us to life. It’s lovely to meet you, Tommy.”

“Oh. Is that all??” Tommy asked in a rather high voice, grappling with the idea. “So he can just. Bring shit to life. Just like that?” As he spoke the two soldiers reached his foot and Tommy eyed them suspiciously. “Did that creep create you to attack me? How do you know my name?”

The angel had finished adjusting to his wings and swooped into the air.

“Christmas magic.” He said simply, “And we don’t mean any harm. Dream is a spirit of Christmas, he can do just about anything.” The angel hovered and shrugged. “We wanted to help, and he did us a favor. Could you hold out your hands?”

Tommy complied, and the angel landed there. Tommy had to cup his hands as the angel steadied himself with tiny hands. “I’m Philza, and this is Technoblade and Wilbur.” Tommy stared down at him. Philza had been his first attempt at an angel yesterday, and the resulting white chocolate statue hadn’t been half bad. He’d carefully carved a flowing white robe and adorned the final product with pearl sprinkles and golden hair. The wings had been marshmallows carefully teased from a mold and attached with melted chocolate. Niki did the face, and they’d set the final product atop the Christmas tree in the right-side display.

To say Philza was that angel would be like comparing a rudolf plushie to a living, breathing, flying reindeer with a glowing red nose. Philza had hundreds of feathers, a mop of literally golden hair and a real, pearl-adorned white robe. And yet, somehow, it was all still candy.

After a moment Tommy registered he ought to say something. “I’m Tommy. TommyInnit.” Talking helped. He picked up steam, “Though you all already knew that, apparently.”

He knelt down carefully, to get a better look at Wilbur and Technoblade. “Are you all still made out of sugar? It’s just. Magic brought you to life?”

“Yep.” Technoblade offered, “Though even we can’t give you anything better than ‘Magic’ as to the how. Seems OP to me, but it benefits me so I’m not going to complain.”

“Certainly not.” Wilbur reached over and hooked his arm around Technoblade’s shoulder, “But now that we’ve established we are, in fact, alive I think it’s time to get to more important matters.” He looked up at Tommy in complete solemnity. “Tommy I have a question for you. The most important question I can ask.”

In his hand, Philza made a long suffering sigh. “Wilbur we just met the kid, and he’s clearly still taking all this in.”

“No!” Tommy cut in, “No, it’s okay. What do you have to ask me Wilbur?”

“Do you…” The blue soldier paused in utterly serious, dramatic fashion, “Have access to coffee?”

“Um. Yes. Yes I do?”

Wilbur nodded gravely, hope shining in his eyes. “And is that coffee… peppermint flavored?”

Tommy blanched. “No. But!” He immediately scrambled, “I can get you some! Walmart is, like, ALWAYS open-”

Wilbur cut him off with a cry. “YES! Oh dear god unflavored coffee.” The blue soldier spoke ‘unflavored’ like a prayer and threw himself forward to put a tiny hand on Tommy’s cupped fingers. “Take me to it, king, and I will be yours forever. I will tear down mountains and burn nations in your name.”

“Ok?”

Wilbur clambered onto his hand next to Phil and Technoblade followed suit, heaving himself up in a single graceful motion. Technoblade looked up. “So. Where to?”

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Tommy carried them back to his apartment. The train ride home was nearly abandoned, though one guy pulled out his phone and began filming while Tommy walked to an empty car. The gingerbread men, as Tommy began to think of them, migrated to his shoulder when he needed to pull out his metro card and back to his hands once the train got moving. They spent the whole time talking.

Wilbur was the happiest throughout the walk to the station and did most of the talking. All three of them were apparently ghosts who’d died on Christmas, gaining them the tile of ‘Christmas ghosts’. Whatever that meant. When Tommy asked if that meant they were like Dream he got an overly complex answer that Technoblade succinctly boiled down to a ‘No’.

The after life was holiday themed and all three didn’t mind the crisp December wind and snow. Wilbur was the only one who had clear memories of life because Philza and Technoblade were old, thus the fixation on coffee.

Once they reached the platform, however, Wilbur visibly deflated. Technoblade, or just ‘Techno’  took up the conversation from there. He mostly asked Tommy about himself, and explained they’d only ever seen him at the bakery on Christmas eve.

“So you were watching me?” Tommy wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about that.

“Not in a weird way,” Techno elaborated, “We only get one night to hang around and the shopping district always has cool displays. Seeing somebody making cookies is prime entertainment.”

“Well I am very entertaining.” Tommy said, puffing up. “But I can do way better stuff than making a bunch of Christmas cookies for Niki.”

“Oh yeah?” Techno hummed, “Like what?”

“Everything!”

Tommy went off on a tangent, describing movies, theme parks, soccer, and just about anything he deemed more exciting than baking.

“Don’t get me wrong, I love the bakery. But watching someone else make cookies for hours? Not what I’d watch on youtube.”

By then they had just about reached his apartment, back in the biting outdoor air. Tommy barely noticed, and was further distracted when Wilbur asked, “What’s youtube?”

---

It was the best Christmas Eve Tommy could ever remember. He’d had the pleasure of introducing three new friends to his favorite channels and videos, who had all appropriately lost their shit at just the concept of a computer. Apparently, the Christmas afterlife lacked most technology.

They’d talked and joked long into the night, until at some point Tommy had dozed off mid netflix exploration turned Avatar marathon.

When he woke up, he found a continue watching screen and three horribly familiar gingerbread men. Tommy jolted upright, staring down at the candy men he’d previously made still and unmoving on the table.

“No way.” Tommy rubbed his eyes and blinked down at them, an awful pit forming in his stomach. There was no way he’d just imagined it all, was there?

Possessed, he snatched up the red soldier and carefully turned it over, running a finger over the wax cloak with a frosted hem. Wilbur’s coat was sugar. Phil’s wings were marshmallows. All of it made by human hands.

“C-c’mon guys. Don’t fuck with me.” Tommy tried, after he carefully set each down. He was met with heavy silence. The pit deepened into a hole, and his heart fell into it.

Last night was real. It had to be. Tommy grabbed his laptop and began to search for videos. That guy on the train. He had to have posted whatever he filmed, right? It was useless. Tommy was met with an endless stream of candy videos and children’s advertising. Candy men, gingerbread men, videos made in the past 24 hrs got him nowhere. After an hour Tommy was just about ready to throw the bloody thing across the room when his phone began to ring, and let him know that if last night was the best night of his life today was going to be the worst.

He was in deep shit with Niki about their missing decorations. Tommy had straight up lied and said he dropped them, and spent the rest of the day making a new angel. The soldiers went unreplaced and left the nutcracker and rat king armies in the left-side display looking a bit sparse. Niki helped but he felt awful for cutting into her holiday. Unlike him, Niki had a family waiting for her at home.

The new angel looked comparable to the first but nothing like Phil. The marshmallow wings were too thick and this doppelganger’s hair looked closer to straw than pale gold. He’d based the other rat king’s gingerbread soldiers on other animals and not even Niki’s blue spun sugar could match Wilbur from last night. The whole ridiculously extravagant display looked paltry now, a month of work ringing hollow. Niki seemed to pick up on his mood and tried to cheer him up, offering to invite him to her family dinner but Tommy turned her down. He went home determined never to look at the stupid displays again.

When he walked into his cold empty apartment and saw the shapes unmoving on the table he walked right back out again, but sunset quickly turned the winter air frosty and Tommy was too broke to go to a bar or something. He had to go back in and avoid looking at them while boiling up a pack of ramen. He took the soup back to his bedroom and managed two bites before dumping the rest, which proved to be a mistake when he got hungry later in the night.

At 11:18 the end of Schlatt’s reactions playlist beamed up at him from his laptop. Tommy hadn’t moved from his nest of blankets since getting rid of the soup. Everything was awful, and he could tell he wasn’t going to sleep any time soon. He got up and took a shower, scrubbing at irritated puffy eyes which only resulted in them getting more red and puffy. Things were an iota better now that he was clean and spent. Techno, Philza and Wilbur were still on the table.

Tommy sat down and stared, pathetically willing them to come back to life, the smell of peppermint, cinnamon, and white chocolate surrounding him. Last evening had been looping over and over in his mind, and Tommy was convinced he’d never come up with something so crazy. It had to have happened.

He picked up Wilbur, Niki’s handiwork closer to what had been alive than his clumsier efforts. He walked back to his bed and turned the blue soldier around and around in his hand. But it wasn’t Christmas Eve any more. Santa Claus had come and gone, Rudolph was done flying and he’d watched the grumpy lawyer across the street burst out of his office and joyfully greet his poor legal assistant with a hug and dance. The magic was gone. But maybe the cookies still had some power to make him feel better, and in another day they’ll be stale.

He brings the candy up to his mouth and tastes peppermint strong enough to scrunch up his nose.

Tiny fingers suddenly dig into his palm as Wilbur’s voice screams in his head. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Tommy screams and drops Wilbur. The living candy lands on the blankets and sits up, clawing saliva from his impossibly fine hair.

“Was- was I in your mouth?! Tommy?!”

“I- You- You were a dream! I mean, what?”

“Don’t eat me!”

“Okay! Oh my god. How are you alive?”

“It’s midnight you idiot, and we’re Christmas magic. We come alive at midnight. And turn back into cookies at dawn. DO NOT EAT ME WHILE I’M A COOKIE.”

“Oh. I.” Tommy feels like his heart is simultaneously trying to lift into the air and hide under a rock. “Why didn’t you tell me that last night?”

“I DIDN’T THINK CANNIBALIZING US WOULD BE ON THE TABLE.” “YOU’RE A GOD-DAMNED GINGERBREAD MAN! How was I supposed to know you’d come back to life? I… I thought last night was a one time thing.”

Wilbur looked up at him for a long minute and Tommy did his best to shove down his stupid emotions. He didn’t want to cry in front of Wilbur. “I’m sorry.”

Wilbur sighed and rubbed his temples. “Alright. Okay. Just give me a minute.”

Tommy relaxed and then asked, “Did Philza and Techno come back too?”

---

When they walked back into the main area Techno and Philza were standing up and living.

“And what were you two nerds up to?” Techno asked in his typical monotone while Tommy fidgeted under the red hots stare. “Nothing.”

“He wanted to ask me a few questions.” Wilbur elaborated, much to his relief.

“Um, right. I guess we didn’t cover everything last night.” Phil stepped in, fluttering his feathers. “Did Wilbur answer all your questions?”

“Tonight you came back alive.” Tommy said awkwardly, “Are you… always going to do that?”

“Oh mate.” Philza fluttered over to him and Tommy abruptly had white chocolate and marshmallow hugging his face. “I’m sorry, we should’ve told you last night. We,” he gestured to Wilbur, Techno and himself, “are a Christmas miracle. We’ll come alive at midnight as long as you need us, to fulfill your wish.”

“What wish?” Tommy asked, and Philza’s smile softened. “With us around, you won’t be alone anymore.”

“Oh.” Tommy shuffled awkwardly closer to them and returned Wilbur. “What if I piss you off?”

“Then we’ll forgive you.” Phil said confidently.

“Maybe.” Wilbur added and Techno jabbed him in the ribs. “I forgive you. Really.” Wilbur amended, “But you’re on thin ice gremlin.”

“Thin ice for what?” Technoblade asked and Tommy flinched.

“Wilbur can fill us in later.” Philza interjected, landing back beside them and looking up at Tommy. “Do you have any other questions?”

“Um. I guess not. Besides how the power of-- What? Christmas cheer?-- can bring a cookie to life.”

Techno shrugged. “Ask the spirit of Christmas present. But good luck getting a straight answer.”

---

Next year finds Tommy working late at the bakery again, this time on a north pole theme, when ‘Dream’ appears again.

“So have you learned your lesson?”

Tommy looks up, glaring. He’d wondered if the creep would come again, but his newfound family hadn’t thought the chance was very high. Tommy just can’t get them to believe he’s the unluckiest person on earth.

“What lesson? Was there supposed to be a god damned lesson? You brought three cookies to life!” He huffed and crossed his arms and tried not to show his unease. There was just something unsettling about the spirit, something he doesn’t like. Beyond the fact Dream doesn’t breathe or blink. “My Christmas break turned into- like- a scramble to suddenly accommodate three tiny magical people in my shitty-ass apartment, you bitch!”

“Which was what you wanted.” Dream asserted, before stealing a candy cane off Santa’s sleigh and crunched off the crook.

“Yeah! Well…” Tommy scrounged for words, “You could have explained it better!”

“Nope.” Dream popped the P and took another bite.

“Whatever. What the hell do you want now?”

“I performed a Christmas miracle.” Dream said slowly, then stared at Tommy as he shoved the rest of the candy cane into his mouth and spent a full minute filling the air with the cracks and snaps of hardened sugar. Tommy stared back in suspicion until the spirit swallowed and added, “For you.”

“And?” Tommy asked. Dream glared.

“I didn’t have to. I had just handed a particularly idiot lawyer in a beanie to Sapnap when I looked across the street and saw this totally pathetic kid working late at a bakery on Christmas Eve-”

“Hey, I’m-” Tommy began but the spirit spoke over him.

“-Like the loneliest, most miserable teenager imaginable and thought to myself: ‘Wow. I really should-’”

“THANK YOU, OKAY?!” Tommy shouted louder, “Thank you for working your weird, mysterious Christmas powers. Is that what you wanted me to say?”

“Yes.” Dream said, and vanished into thin air. “Also tell Techno I said hi.”

“Maybe I will!” Tommy called after the swirling puff of powdered sugar Dream left behind.

He groaned, and began packing up his station. It was almost midnight, after all.

[the-pinstriped-hood]

Puppydog Kisses

This is a second Part to the Christmas themed trio this one being for @slaasherslut. Merry early holidays to you girly girl. I love both you and Teeth like sisters. 💋

We return to our narrator, petting a small gray cat on her lap and sipping a mug of coffee. Pinstripe finally spots us. "Well. We'll leave Ellie and Vinny on their ride, let's check on Lester and Ava shall we?" She sets one book down on the table for another. "The human personification of a raccoon often brings things home that makes him think of his lovely lady. But what happens when he can't find anything for her for Christmas? Well, Lester is a rather gentle soul and the universe often has a way of paying forward for good selfless deeds. Let's see what it has in store for him…."

Lester had driven into town while Ava had been asleep on the couch with Jonesy. The brown eyed hunter just didn't have the heart to wake them up to take them into town and left a note instead.

'Ran into town for supplies. Text me when you wake up. Luv ya sweetpea!' -Lester

Getting into his car and warming up the cabin he took off on to the road and into town. The tree the pair had chopped down themselves and decorated was missing more tinsel and lights.

Six months and Ava had been his Angel. He was so lucky to have her in his life, he had taught her how to hunt, she sang him the most beautiful songs and made the most amazing love to each other. She was his lady. A lady he couldn't wait to spend Christmas with, but still hadn't come up with a present for her.

Snow started falling as he parked and hopped out heading inside to get what he needed.

Exiting the store he heard puppies crying in a box outside snow covering them as they howled and shivered. The wind was cold and bitter, they would surely die if he didn't do something.

"s'okay….I gotcha. Let's go find you guys someplace warm." He placed the box of hungry pups in the passenger's seat and looked around town. While at a stoplight, he tried to figure out what kind of puppies they wer

Lester lit up finding the cute coffee shop that Ava and the girls loved to frequent when they went into town together for a day. Lester brought the box inside, explained to the staff and was more than happy to take the pups off his hands and he sat down for a coffee keeping himself warm. His mind wandered back to the pups and how nice it would to have Jonesy be a big sister. Eyes wandering back to the box, he knelt down next to the basket the pups had been placed in and scooped the smallest one out gently, wrapping it up in his scarf to keep the little one warm.

Knowing he had done a good deed in helping the pups survive, the hunter headed home to his lady.

Lester drove and parked in his forest made pathway and made sure the puppy was okay the adorable blue eyed pup was asleep in Lester's arms as he went inside as the snow and wind picked up again. Christmas music drifted gently from Ava's Bluetooth speakers around the house.

He found she was still asleep with Jonesy. His heart melted at the fact that she loved his dog as much as he did.

The blonde guitarist snorted awake from the couch, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes feeling her lovers presence back in the cabin.

"This little sweetheart hitched a ride with me all the way home…"

The guitarist squealed, gently holding the tiny pup.

"What do we call him?"

Ava was tearing up. "Hank."

"That's a great name sweetpea." Lester kissed his girlfriends forehead and wipes away her tears. "Jonesy…..lookit, you got yourself a baby brother!" Jonesy took to the new pup and licked his head, the pup whining about needing food. Ava had gotten some of the leftover milk substitute from when Salem was a kitten. Lester watched as Ava fed the new puppy. She was gonna be a great mom one day.

Tag: @rottent33th @bluecoolr @kalid-raven @probably-a-plant-thing @cries-in-latino @angxlslasher @texaschainsawslvt

[warmaidensrevenge]

Always seen you.

Pairings: Eddie x Insecure! Plus size reader x friend!Elio x friend!Billy

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Ok y'all. Be prepared. Because I cried writing this. If you don't want to be sad tonight, I suggest you wait to read this. Because hunnies it's going to hurt. I was inspired by the song Changes by xxxtentacion. It has very little repetitive lyrics. But man does it make me cry. Special thanks goes out to @salenorona23 for her help in this part. I hope it came out good. Anyways, thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated and asks and comments are always welcomed. Kay love you byeeee.

Warnings: 18+ language, angst, hurt, hurt, and more hurt, mentions of eating disorder, smut, heartache, slow burn. Not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You finally got your guy. But something always gets in the way. Does true love conquer all?

Part 19

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Thanksgiving came and you finally got to go home for a week. When you got off the plane you heard your name being called. You scanned the sea of people and locked eyes with Matthew. You pushed through the crowd and ran into his arms.

He embraced you tightly and lifted you up. Spinning you around.

" Damn good to see ya kiddo."

You started to tear up. " I missed you so much."

He put you down and held you at arms length.

" You look good. Are you losing weight?"

You laughed. " I don't think so."

" Hmmm well you looked good. "

" So do you." You gave him another big hug. " Where's Beth?"

" She's at home making dinner. She said she wanted to have it ready when you came."

" That's sweet."

" That's my girl. She's as sweet as sugar."

You laughed. " Common, I want to go home."

Matthew grabbed your luggage and led you to the car.

When you guys pulled up to the trailer. Everything looked the same. Like time froze.

" Christmas lights already?" You asked.

" Uhh yeah. You know Beth loves decorating early."

" Dude if there's a Christmas tree up already. I'm staying at the Munson's."

Matthew chuckled. " No tree yet. But probably after Thanksgiving. We can decorate it together."

You smiled. " Yeah. I'll allow it. Just can't forget about Thanksgiving."

" What?! Never! It's my favorite holiday."

" Mine too."

" Mmm. All the food. Sweet potatos with the little marshmallows, the stuffing and ham. Awww man and that strawberry rhubarb pie."

" Eww. Okay you had me until the pie."

Matthew laughed again. " That's why I love it. No one but me likes it so I don't have to share."

A little laugh left you. " Common. I want to see Beth."

He nodded.

When you walked in the yummy smell filled your nostrils. The warm air hugged you.

Your eyes found Bethany's.

" Sweetie!"

You grinned. " Beth!"

You dropped your stuff and went to her. Giving her a big hug.

" Look at you! You look so good."

You pulled away and looked her up and down. " So do you!"

" Are you losing weight?"

" Hey, I said the same thing." Matthew said bring in your stuff.

" No you guys just haven't seen me in a while."

" No. You definitely did."

You shook your head and hugged her again. This time when you pulled away you saw an engagement ring on her manicured finger.

" Oh my God! Is that what I think it is?"

Bethany smiled. " Yes. Matthew finally asked me."

You looked at your brother. " Finally!"

You gave her another hug. " Congratulations!"

" Thank you."

You let her go and gave Matthew a hug too. " It's about time you made an honest woman out of her."

Matthew chuckled. " It was always the plan, kiddo. Just waiting for the time."

" Why don't you get washed up and we'll tell you how he proposed." Bethany said.

You nodded and grabbed your bags. When you walked away Matthew held Bethany.

" She's home."

" Yeah she is Mattie."

After an amazing meal you were so happy. You took out the trash and looked over to the Munson's trailer. Wayne was home. You went back inside and started making him a plate.

" I'm gonna head over to the Munson's. I'll be back."

Bethany and Matthew nodded.

"Oh if he asked what he should bring for Thanksgiving. Tell him we got it covered." Bethany said.

" Okay."

When you knocked on the door you could hear the TV going. When the door opened you were hit with the smell of cigarettes.

" Darlin'?"

" Hello Mr. Munson. I brought you dinner."

He opened the screen door with a huge smile on his face.

" C'mon in. It's too cold for you to be out here."

You nodded and went in. Everything was just like you remember. With a few more mugs on the wall. You and Eddie sent him a few since you two have been gone.

You put the plate down and gave him a long hug.

" Darlin' I've missed you."

" I missed you too Mr Munson."

" C'mon tell me about school." He said gesturing towards the couch.

You guys talked for hours. You learned that he started seeing someone and he got a promotion at work. He seemed to being doing really good.

" Have you talked to my nephew?"

" Not today. He's on the road."

" Well when you do, tell him to give his old man a call."

" I will."

You looked towards Eddie's room.

Wayne looked at you and noticed you looked thinner. Was it happening again? Were you not eating like before?

" You can stay the night if you want."

You hung your head. " Thank you. But I think I should go home."

You stood up and went for the door.

" Are you okay darlin'?"

You wanted to say no. You wanted to tell him that you wished Eddie was here too. That it hurt you too much to think about him missing another holiday with you. But you didn't. You just smiled.

" Yes. I'm fine. Happy to be home."

Wayne caught that sadness in your eyes. He got up and went to hug you.

" If you need to talk. I'm always here."

" Thank you Mr Munson."

" Anytime."

…

Eddie could hear laughing coming from your trailer. It had just started to snow when the cab pulled up to the trailer park. He was carrying his duffle bag and a bouquet of flowers. By some miracle they had a show cancellation due to weather in Minnesota. So he decided to come home for the holiday.

It was just about dinner time when he came. He knew everyone would be at your place and he was happy to hear you guys laughing and chatting away.

" I'm home." He said to himself

He made his way up the steps and knocked. When the door opened he was met with a very surprised Matthew.

" Hey! Shit. I didn't know you were coming."

Eddie smiled as Matthew grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.

Everyone looked at him. While he said his hellos, he looked for you but you weren't there.

" Good to see you son. Can't pick up a phone and call me?" Wayne said, giving him a hug.

" I'm sorry. I'll get better at that."

Eddie looked to your brother. " Where's my girl?"

" She's in her room. Tell her dinners ready."

Eddie nodded and walked down the hall. Your door was cracked open a little and he saw you sitting at your small desk drawing.

He heard you sniffle looking out the window to his trailer and say something.

" Happy Thanksgiving Eds."

His heart hurt hearing that. He slowly opened the door and moved silently into the room. He quietly put down his bag.

" Hey Angel."

You gasped and turned around.

" Eds?"

" Hi baby."

You wiped your tears and got up. Throwing yourself into his arms. You buried your face in his chest and cried.

" How?"

" The universe was looking out for us. Saying we needed to be together tonight."

You pulled away and wiped your face. " I…I…I can't believe you're here. I was just wishing for you."

Eddie looked you over. You looked different than he remembered. Your face was different. Your eyes were different.

" Well your wish came true. I'm here."

A small smile found your lips. " Umm I-"

Matthew came." Guys. Food done."

You nodded looking at him. And Eddie watched you wiped your mascara that stained your cheeks away.

" Baby? Are-are you okay?"

You went to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. " Much better now. You came home."

Your smile was genuine. But, that pain you were gonna feel when he left again was creeping around the corner.

He held out the flowers." These are for you."

You smelled them and hummed.

" Thank you Eds. I love them."

"Let's go Angel. I want to hear all about the award."

You grabbed his hand and he led you to the living room. Eddie took off his coat and watched you put the flowers in a vase. Something was wrong. He knew it. He just didn't know what.

Everyone was asking him questions throughout dinner. He didn't even get a chance to talk about your award. But you didn't seem to mind. You just sat there smiling and laughing with the others. Eddie held your hand the entire time. Bringing it to his lips every now and again.

There was a moment when you got up to use the restroom when he noticed you barely touched your food. He eyed the bathroom worried that you were getting sick or something.

" So how long are you staying?" Wayne asked, pounding a beer.

" A few days."

" Good." Wayne leaned in so that he could whisper to Eddie. " She needs you. I think she might be getting bad again."

Now Eddie was definitely worried. The last time he wasn't here to see how you were. But you told him about your depression. Was it coming back? Why? Did he do something to bring that on?

When you came back you gave him a kiss on the cheek and took your plate away. Putting foil on it and placing it in the fridge.

You poured yourself some water and stood in the kitchen watching your family. Your eyes met Eddie's and you felt better. Holidays were always rough on you. Even more so knowing that you would have to leave your family in a few days.

Lately your depression was kicking your ass. Though you were happy to be home and even happier now that Eddie was there. It just was a little too much too fast.

The last couple of months were a blur. School and work was all you really did. Sure you hung out with Billy and Elio. But you never felt whole. You missed your family, you missed Wayne, and you really missed Eddie. You felt like a zombie. Just roaming the days, waiting for the day you saw everyone to feel alive again.

School was good and all the extra curricular activities were time wasters. Which kept you occupied. But like always there was something missing.

That something was staring you right in the eyes.

Bethany came over and hugged you.

" I'm so happy you're home. I've been dying to hear about everything."

You hugged her back. Not knowing how much you needed a hug from her right now.

Tears fell down your face as you let her go.

" Don't cry sweetie."

" I'm s-sorry… I just missed this. I missed you…all of you."

She hugged you again. Much tighter this time.

" We missed you too sweetie. I can't wait for tomorrow."

You pulled away again. " What's tomorrow?"

" You and I are having a girl's day."

You smiled and nodded. " I would like that."

" Good. Because we're gonna get our hair done. And our nails. Then we're gonna get lunch at Benny's. Then go shopping."

You laughed. " Okay. Sounds like a plan."

Eddie watched that interaction and felt a little better. You started looking like you again. Then you came back to sit with him and snuggled up against him. He put his arm around your waist and pulled you closer kissiyyour forehead.

After a little bit Matthew and Wayne went to watch the game as you and Bethany started putting the food away.

Eddie was making calls.

When it was time for pie you and Bethany started to serve everyone.

" So I did something."

You looked at Eddie and he was grinning.

" After you guys have your girls day. Do you want to go to the school and play D&D with the kids?"

Your eyes lit up. " Yes! That would be so fun."

Eddie chuckled. " Perfect. It's all set up."

" Are you gonna be dungeon master?"

" Unfortunately no. Dustin is writing a campaign as we speak."

" Oh. This should be interesting."

Eddie got up and went around the counter to hold you.

" There you are baby. Had me worried there for a second."

Later that night you and Eddie got ready for bed.

" Angel?"

" Hmmm?"

Are you sure you're okay?"

You climbed into bed. " Yeah. I'm okay."

Your words didn't convince him. He got into bed too and pulled you into his arms.

" You would tell me if anything's wrong right?"

You nodded.

" Baby, something's going on. I can tell."

You sighed. You never could hide things from him.

" I…I've been…out of it lately."

" Have you stopped taking care of yourself?"

" What do you mean? Like showering?"

" Baby you know what I'm talking about."

You sighed again. You did know what he was talking about.

" I…I just lose my appetite sometimes."

" I can see that. Everyone can."

" I'm sorry."

Eddie made you look at him. " How long?"

You didn't want to answer that. You didn't want to worry him. But you needed to be honest.

" Since…since you left."

Eddie shook his head and held you tighter.

" You can't do that. You can't keep doing that everytime I leave."

" I know."

" Baby, I need you to be healthy. Most of all I need you to be happy. "

" Eds it's hard. I know I shouldn't have you be my only source of happiness. But, your absence is the only reason why I'm unhappy."

Eddie hung his head. " What do you want me to do? What should I do? Do you need me to stop coming? Do you want me to leave you alone? Or do you want me to stay? I will stay if that's what you want. Because I need you to be okay. I need you to know that I would do anything for you. I would do absolutely anything to make sure you are happy."

" Eddie, I never needed anyone. But I need you. I don't want you to go. But you can't stay."

" Then move in with me."

" What?"

" Move to California. Move in with us. And then you know no matter what. I will always come home to you."

" I-I. School?"

" Transfer. They're not MIT but you could go to Stanford or Berkeley."

" Eds MIT is my dream school."

" I know that. But baby please. You need to be with me. I need you to be with me."

You shook your head. " I can't afford to go to them."

" I'll pay for it."

" No." You shook your head again and moved from his arms. "I can't."

" Don't you want to be with me?"

" Yes, Eds. I do."

" Then we can do this." He moved to sit on his knees between your legs. " Come home with me."

You looked at him with tears in your eyes. Because you knew that no matter what excuse you could come up with. You would choose him. Even if that meant sacrificing your future.

" Don't….don't ask me this."

He cupped your face." Why not?"

You were shaking and it was getting hard to breathe.

" Because you know me…you know I would give up everything for you."

" I know." He kissed you. " I know you would." He kissed you again. " That's why I'm asking. Because I want you to be with me…I-I can't do these visits anymore."

He kissed both of your cheeks. Then his lips moved to your chin down to your neck. One of his hands went to the small of your back pulling you closer.

" I want you to be with me. To be in my bed when I come home. I want to hold you every night. I want to wake up with you."

He kissed across your collarbone and stopped at your clavicle. Resting his forehead there.

" Let's be together. Please…Please."

You lifted his face and kissed him deeply. His hands went for your shirt. Revealing your bare chest. You took off his and laid down.

He pulled off your bottoms and pulled down his. He continued kissing all over your chest as he aligned himself to your aching core.

" Say it…please say yes." He begged.

Your hands mapped his back up to his hair.

" Please baby. Please. I need you to say it."

" Eds."

" Baby?"

" Yes. I will-"

You gasped as Eddie thrusted into you. Your whole body tingled. With shaky breath you said it again.

" Yes….yes."

Eddie's lips found yours.

" Thank you…Mmm thank you." He whimpered.

You covered your mouth to silence your moans. And Eddie buried his face in your neck. The sound of his hips snapping against yours filled the room.

You felt that familiar knot in your stomach before you came.

Eddie groaned as he felt your slick surrounding him. He came long and hard. And as he started to slow you begged him not to.

" Please. Don't stop."

And he didn't. He whined at the sensitivity. And it hurt. It hurt so good.

You came again with him doing it for the second time.

He never did that before. He didn't think he could. But with you. He could do anything.

Once you guys came down from the incredible high he kissed you with so much love that he had you seeing stars.

He looked deep into your eyes after and stroked you hair.

" I know you said it. But I need to know you meant it…move in with me."

You moved his bangs so you could see that beautiful face.

"Yes, Eds. I'll move in with you."

…

The next day felt weird. Last night you made a decision that you couldn't back out of. Not that you wanted to. If Eddie asked you that in any lifetime. You would always say yes. But, you needed to figure out how to do it.

You need to figure out how to tell Matthew. You knew he would be against it. He would tell you it was stupid to throw away your free education like that. And though he would be right. It didn't matter to you. All that mattered was Eddie.

Sure you knew that you were now dependent on him. And it wasn't a good way to be. But at the same time. It was Eddie Munson. The only person you ever loved. The only being who knew you like the back of his hand. The only person in the world you wanted to be with.

When you went to the salon with Bethany you thought maybe she could help.

" I…sweetie I don't know what to say."

You sighed. " I know it's a rash decision. But I want to be with him."

" I know honey. But he's asking for too much."

" It's not a lot when we love each other."

She sighed. " That's true. But you guys are still so young. And you have a whole life ahead of you. There's no reason to rush this."

" We've always rushed things. And I know that it's not ideal. But I'm nothing if I'm not with him. You know what it's like to be utterly and completely in love with someone. You've been seeing Matthew since highschool. And you guys went through a hard time. But in the end. You guys are still growing strong. Why can't Eddie and I be like that."

Bethany was quiet for a moment. " Sweetie, I'm not saying not to do it. What I'm saying is. Are you doing it because it's best for you? Or are you doing it because it's hard to be apart for so long? I know when the relationship started it was you two all the time. And you got used to the idea of him always being around. Now that he's gone. It's like you're not you anymore. You barely call us. And when you do you're always crying. I get that you miss him. But what I don't like about this. Is that you're losing yourself to this. You have changed so much that I don't even recognize you anymore. You were once this person who looked forward to what the day was going to bring. You had this light in you that shined so bright. Now I can barely see it. And I know that it's not Eddie doing that to you. Because when I see you with him. You are at your brightest. But you need to be able to do that again. Without him. You need to be your own person. Learn to be happy on your own. And the same goes for Eddie. He's lost himself too. He used to be confident and so chatty. But he's not like that anymore. It's like he only lives for you. And please. Please don't get me wrong. That's a beautiful thing. To find someone who would burn this whole world down just to see you happy. But both of you need to find what makes you happy and content. Without the other being the others. So that you can come together and share that with one another."

You stood quiet. All this conversation was doing was making you doubt your feelings for Eddie.

" Okay. Answer me this. If you could change one thing about your relationship, what would that be?"

You answered immediately. " The distance."

" Why?"

"I- because it's breaking me. It's breaking my spirit. Everything I do. All the things I experience are pointless if I can't share it with him."

Bethany grabbed your hand after you wiped away your tears.

" Well then. You have to do what you have to do. If Eddie is worth it. If the love is worth holding onto. Then go…go be with him. I'll support you no matter what you choose to do. And if the day comes where you feel like you made a mistake. God forbid, you will always have a home with us…just please find that girl again. I miss her. "

You wiped your face again. " Thank you."

The sadness of that conversation stayed with you most of the day. You felt your heart breaking. You knew that being young had issues of its own. Everything felt like life or death. But you knew deep down that you might be making a mistake. It didn't matter though. If you fell. You knew Eddie would always be there to catch you.

…

Eddie was waiting for you to come home. He was really excited about you saying you would move with him. But a small part of him still worried about you. He didn't like the idea he had that having you move in would cure your depression. It wasn't an exact cure. But it was something that should be talked about and have time to go over. And last night he really didn't give you much of a choice. Yes it was what he'd been wanting since you visited him. But the thought of giving up your education had him in doubt. He never wanted to ask you to do that. He never wanted to get in the way of your future. All he wanted was to be a part of it.

Still, he needed this as much as you did.

He was better with you. He was himself again. He had his passion for things back. He had his reason for being. His inspiration.

Eddie had a hard time when he left after your anniversary. Again, he found himself in an uphill battle with his anxiety and depression.

He really wanted to drink his feelings away. But he knew that you would be disappointed in him if he did. So he threw himself into work. But something was off. He tried writing new songs. But all he ever came up with was heartbreaking ones. Then he got to talk to you or see you. And the words started to flow.

Even now. Seeing you getting out of the car, looking like a rose blooming when you saw him.

The instant you locked eyes with Eddie all your worries went away. You lit up like a Christmas tree. Eddie jogged to the car and opened the door for you.

" M'lady" he said, holding out his hand.

You giggled while taking it.

Bethany watched you guys hug each other and just knew. You have found your person. Your other half. And though she had her doubts. Eddie was the one for you. Now all she had to do was help convince Matthew that what you needed was to be with him.

Later that night you found yourself in quite the predicament.

You sat there looking over your character sheet with Eddie whispering in your ear.

" Go for it."

" I don't think I can roll enough for a kill shot."

" Well there's no shame in running."

You looked at your very handsome boyfriend. " I have a plan."

Eddie gave you his perfect smirk.

" Dustin. I would like to use my speed to touch my party."

Dustin narrowed his eyes over his copy of Advanced Dungeons & Dragons screen.

" Roll for initiative."

You did and got a nat 20.

Eddie sighed. " That would have been enough."

" It was a gamble. But trust me."

" Always."

You bit your lip and let out a little laugh.

" What's your next move?"

" As I touch each and everyone of my fellow companions I say use a resurrection spell."

Eddie's mouth dropped.

Dustin nodded. " Roll for success or failure."

" Common baby. Roll more than a 7."

You picked up the dice again. " Blow on this yeah?"

Eddie grinned and blew on the dice.

As you threw it you watched and prayed. Your eyes widened and Eddie got up and shouted.

" YES! THERE IT IS! That's 11 Henderson.

He grabbed your face and planted a big smooch on your lips.

Dustin sat back and shook his head. " Alright, the party is at full power. Eddie, it's your go."

He sat back down and gave Dustin a shit eating grin. " I want to attack."

…

The campaign ended with a victory. You sat there watching your friends laughing and clapping.

Just like old times.

You felt like your old self again. And Eddie looked like his. He was still that big nerd under that rock star persona he had on.

While you helped clean up you saw Eddie wrestling with Dustin.

" It's good to see you guys." Mike said, picking up the dice and putting them in a little velvet bag.

" Yeah. It was a well needed visit. You guys are growing up so fast. I'm so happy to see you guys still do this."

Mike smiled. " Oh we're nerds for life."

You laughed. " Glad to hear it."

" Anytime you guys come back. There will always be a seat for you and Eddie."

You looked over to Eddie. He looked like he was on cloud nine.

" Thanks bud. I'll have to tell Eddie he should host a game or two when he gets back to LA."

" He's not doing that already?"

You looked back to Mike. " He's busy. Always working."

Mike furrowed his brow. " That sucks. He loves D&D. "

" Yeah he does."

" Well, maybe when he has time again. All of you can get together and work something out."

You smiled. " Yeah definitely."

When everything was cleaned up and chairs put away, you sat down in Eddie's old throne. Well now it was Dustin's. You closed your eyes and grinned to yourself. This was all you wanted. To feel normal again. To get back to the you who had hobbies. The you that enjoyed the little things.

" Hey Angel."

You opened your eyes and were met with Eddie's big beautiful brown eyes.

" Not tired already?"

You shook your head. " No. Just enjoying this. It feels good to be back here."

Eddie squatted in front of you, putting his hands on your knees. " It really does. Almost feels like we never left."

" I think a part of us never did. Our younger selves are still here. Still roaming these halls."

" And we now get to remember what it's like to have nothing to worry about. No job to go to. No care in the world."

" Being adult sucks."

Eddie chuckled. " That it does…but you know what adults can do when the kids are gone?"

Eddie's hands ran up and down your thighs.

You leaned forward and stopped only inches away from his face.

" Are you saying we get to play a game of our own?"

" Mrs Munson." Eddie raised a brow. " Is my Angel thinking what I'm thinking?"

You bit your lip. " Where do you want me Eds? Here on the throne. Or on the table."

Eddie's voice went deep and it was filled with lust. " I want you on both."

You leaned back into the throne. " Hmmm. I always picture you taking me in here."

" You have?"

You nodded.

Eddie got up and started taking off his clothes. Once he was down to his red plaid boxers he went for your bottoms.

When they were off he got to his knees and pulled at your hips. He grabbed one leg and draped it over his shoulder. While you hooked the other on the arm of the chair.

" Oh look at my girl." He took a big whiff and groaned.

He started to lap through your folds. Tasting your sweetness. Your fingers wrapped in his curls while your head fell back.

" Such a good fucking pussy. So wet and perfect."

You sighed at his words and moaned at the feeling of him flicking his tongue against your hardened nub.

" So good. Mmm you taste so damn good."

You felt his finger slide into you throbbing hole. Mewling in the process.

You felt your release coming. And your legs quivered as you gave in.

Eddie moved away and pulled you to your feet. Kissing you in the heat of passion. Making you taste yourself.

You whimpered against his lips as he moved you to the table.

Once your bottom hit the edge you broke the kiss by turning around.

Eddie pressed his hardened length against your ass while his hands went under your shirt. You lifted your arms as he slid it off.

You put your hands flat on the table.

Eddie kissed your shoulder, unlatching your bra.

You let the straps fall down. Pushing the garment to the side.

" You want it? You want this cock?"

" Y-yes pl-please."

" Fuck. That's my girl…such a good fucking girl."

Eddie pushed himself into your sopping cunt.

" Yes. Yes. Jesus H...Yes."

His grip on your hips grew firmer as he fucked up into you.

You dropped down to your elbows and threw your head back.

Eddie gave you ass a hard smack. Making you moan so loud that it echoed through the room.

" Like that? You like that baby?"

" Fu-fuck. Yes-yes."

He smacked you on the other cheek.

" God Eddie!"

" Ugh. Shit. You…fuck…this pussy"

Eddie could complete a thought let alone a sentence. His large callused hand slid down your back and he slumped over you His long digits curled around your throat. Tugging you up so that your back was flushed with his chest.

" Good girl. You're doing so fucking good....Taking my cock so damn well."

" E-Eddieee." You whined.

" Shit. You gonna cum?"

" Close…so close."

" Not yet, baby. Not yet."

Eddie let you rest back down on the table. This time he held your head down. You screwed your eyes closed trying hard not to come. But Eddie was going so hard and so deep that he had your eyes rolled back.

" Yes. Fuck! This is mine. This perfect little pussy is mine. "

His hand moved back to your hips and he pulled at them while he rammed into you. Going even deeper. His tip smashed your sweet spot like a button on an arcade game.

Your hands gripped the edges of the table.

" Eddie please….god please let me cum."

Eddie smacked your ass again. This time, it was harder than the ones before it.

" Cum baby. Fucking cum for me."

With that said you let go.

" Ooohhhh fuuuck. That's it. That's it. That's my girl. Fuckin' soak my cock."

Your core shook uncontrollably. Your legs felt like jelly.

And as you finished Eddie pulled out and came on your bottom. Shooting thick white ribbons coated your back. The heat from it made you quiver.

Eddie was breathless " Oh. Mmmm. Yeah. "

He bent over and kissed your bottom where he hit. Soothing the pain he knew he caused.

" Stay right there. I'm gonna get something to clean you up."

" Oh-okay." You sighed.

Not like you were gonna move anytime soon.

Eddie came back quick and started wiping off his cum. He helped you up after and pulled you towards the throne to sit on his lap.

While resting your head on the slope of his neck he stroked your back.

" Are you okay? Did I get too rough?"

" N-no." You swallowed. " That was so good. You've been holding out on me."

Eddie chuckled and kissed your forehead.

" I didn't know I could get that way with you."

" I'm not made of glass. I can take a pounding."

Eddie let his head fall back and let out a throaty laugh.

" Good to know."

You stayed like that for a while until you yawned.

" Common Angel. Let's go home.

The rest of the time was spent with family and friends. You started finding yourself again. But as soon as it started you had to leave. And so did Eddie. You both sat in the airport hanging onto each other.

" So tell me the plan again."

You kissed his cheek. " Okay. So I'm gonna finish the year. Then I'm gonna transfer to Berkeley in the fall. That gives us the summer to do whatever you want."

" And are you sure this is what you want?"

" I want you. And you're there. So I'm coming. But…you have to talk to Jeff and Gareth first."

" Already did. They said they can't wait."

You giggled and kissed his cheek again. " Well then it's settled. I'm moving to California."

Eddie smiled that big beautiful smile that showed all his laugh lines.

" Finally!"

…

You had a seriously long day. You were burnt out from all the midterms. Christmas was just around the corner and you really needed some family time. But what you were really in need of was Eddie. You were supposed to meet him tomorrow and finally get to see them perform.

A few weeks after you came back things were hectic. Elio and Billy weren't too happy with your plans to leave. But eventually they got used to the idea of you moving. So instead of dwelling on it. They spent all their free time with you. Secretly planning to get you to not leave.

It was Friday afternoon and you had planned on staying in and packing. But Elio and Billy wanted to go to the movies and catch Three Amigos. So you got ready and waited outside for your friends.

You heard a familiar screeching from around the corner.

Billy was blasting Van Halen when he pulled up. He turned down the music and jumped out. You watched as he ran to the passenger door and opened it for you. Giving you a big smile while holding out a flower for you.

" Hey there sweets. It looks like it's just me and you."

You scoffed. " E ditched us again?"

" Yup. But you always have a good time with me right?" He smirked.

You rolled your eyes and went to him. Before you got in his car you took the flower and grinned.

" Yes William. I have a great time with you."

" Hey! Only my grandmother calls me William."

You laughed and looked up at him. " Now I do too, William."

Billy licked his lips and chuckled while closing the door.

When you guys got to the theater you went up to the ticket booth to pay. But Billy gently tugged you back.

" Two for Little Shop of Horrors." He said to the attendant.

" Wait what?"

Billy smiled at you. " You wanted to see that one right?"

" I did. But we don't-"

" We're gonna watch that one sweets."

You grinned, shaking your head.

When you guys went inside you went to the snack bar.

" Umm want to share popcorn William?"

He pulled you back again.

" Hey?!"

" I got this sweets."

" You paid for the movie. Let me pay for the snacks."

He didn't look at you. " Don't worry. I said I got it."

You sighed.

Billy chuckled. " Uhh can we get a large popcorn and two cokes?"

You were about to tell him that you wanted a cherry coke but he held up his finger.

" Sorry. Make that one regular and one cherry."

You laughed a little looking down.

How did he know that?

Once you guys got your order you went to the theater.

" So excited for tomorrow?"

" Yes! I can't wait for you guys to meet Eds."

" Me too. I looked for some of their stuff but it's hard to find them."

" Actually. I made a tape. I can't believe I haven't shown you yet. Dude, you're gonna love them."

You both smiled at each. You were extremely happy. Your new friends could meet your old friends. And you could be in Eddie's arms again.

It hurt when the tour was extended for another month. Eddie had planned on staying in town until they needed him for whatever. But as usual plans changed. But you figured since you've waited three long months and been hurt a few times during. That all of it was going to be worth it. You would be able to see Eddie soon. And eventually move in together. You guys were gonna spend Christmas with your family and on New Year's he was gonna fly you out to LA.

While you watched the opening credits you bobbed your head to the song making Billy chuckled.

You looked over to him and gave him that beautiful smile. He really wanted to pull you closer and kiss you. But he made a promise to himself that he wouldn't try anything out of respect for Eddie. You were gonna leave in a few short months so he wanted as much time with you as he could.

So he sat there watching you more than the movie.

About half way through. You leaned over and thanked him for picking the movie. When you sat back out of instinct, Billy put his arm behind you on the head rest.

When you saw that you sat up straight.

" Umm I'll be right back." You whispered and left.

Billy watched you rush away and palmed his forehead.

" Shit man! Now you scared her away." He told himself.

You went straight to the bathroom.

What the hell was that?

You looked at yourself in the mirror and shook your head.

Why would he do that? He knows I'm with Eddie.

" Is this a date?" You said out loud.

No. We're friends.

You tried to get your thoughts together. Every time Elio flaked on you guys. Billy always paid for everything. Even though you tried to fight him on it. He never said anything to make you think that he liked liked you. But you would catch him looking at you sometimes.

There were so many unanswered questions running through your head. But you were quickly distracted when a few girls came in. You turned on the faucet and started washing your hands.

Had you been that oblivious again? Were you doing stuff that gave him the wrong idea?

Shit! What is Eddie gonna say?

" Oh my God! I'm so excited to see them tomorrow." One said

" I know right! I hope that I can get the drummer's number." Another said.

You grabbed paper towels and dried your hands as the girls fixed their makeup.

" Did you see that article about Eddie and Ava?" One said, popping her lips to spread the lipstick.

You froze when you heard that.

" No. What did it say?"

" Oh that they're a hot new couple."

UHHH WHAT?!

" NO WAY! I thought maybe I had a chance."

" Right! There's even a picture of them kissing."

Your heart fell.

No. That can't be true.

One of them gasped. " Don't say that."

" No really. Here, look."

You saw one take out a magazine from her purse and flipped it open. Showing the other what she's talking about.

" Damnit! Awww they look so cute together."

You cleared your throat and took a step towards them.

" Umm are you guys talking about Eddie from Corroded Coffin?"

They looked at you and smiled.

"Yeah. Are you a fan?" One said.

" Ummm. Yeah. I umm went to school with them."

" Oh My God No Way!" The other practically yelled. " Are they sweet? I just know they are. We're going to their concert tomorrow. Are you going too? They're going to be so good. We've seen them four times already. That cover of "Separate Ways" is so good."

The girl kept going on and on. That you barely got a word in.

" Can I see that?" You asked, pointing at the magazine.

The one holding it handed it to you while they kept talking to each other.

You took it and sure enough there was a picture of Eddie and Ava sharing a kiss. You looked at the day it was taken. It was taken last week.

The feeling in your heart was unbearable. You handed the magazine back and ran out.

You felt like you couldn't breathe. So you went outside. You walked a few feet away when you grabbed your chest and sobbed. After a minute you went to the convenience store across the street and bought the same magazine. You found your way to the curb and sat down after.

You opened to the picture again.

Why Eddie? You promised.

You closed the magazine not wanting to see it any more and sat there with your face in your hands. What were you supposed to do? That happened last week and Eddie didn't even mention it. How were you going to face him tomorrow? What would he say? Would he keep lying to you? How could he do this after you agreed to move in? There was no way in hell all your questions were gonna wait.

…

Billy started to worry about you when you didn't come back. After about 10 minutes he got up to look for you. He walked around and went to the ladies room and called out to you from the door. But you didn't answer.

Shit! He thought.

Did he make you run away when he did that?

He kept looking for you. Finally going outside he saw you sitting on the curb with your head in your arms, leaning on your knees.

He jogged to you and kneeled in front of you.

" Sweets. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

You looked up at him. When he saw your eyes all puffy with a waterfall of tears coming down. He knew you weren't upset about that. The only person he saw you cry for was that guy of yours.

" What happened?"

You shook your head looking away. " Can you take me home please?"

Billy's heart broke for you. And all he wanted to do was hold you until you felt better. But he didn't. Instead he held out his hand and helped you up.

When he pulled up to your building, he was going to get off and open your door. But you were out of his car before he could get his seatbelt off.

He heard you say thank you before closing the door and took off.

Billy knew something awful happened. But he just didn't know what. Until he saw you left the magazine on the seat.

He picked it up and flipped through the pages until he saw tear stains on one. When he saw it, he looked at the building's door. He could beat the shit out of Eddie right now. And a part of him wanted to drive to New York right now and confront him about it. But he couldn't leave you.

So he parked the car and waited until he saw Elio come home.

Billy jumped out and ran to him.

" E."

Elio turned around. " Hey the movie's over already?"

" No man. Something happened."

Billy handed the magazine to him and Elio gasped.

" Where is she?!"

" She's upstairs."

Elio took off with Billy on his tail.

When Elio opened the door he saw you sitting on the edge of the bed with a picture in your hand. You weren't looking at it. Instead you were looking out the window.

" Hun?"

Elio got closer while Billy closed the door behind him.

When Elio saw the picture, his heart broke for you. It was your funny prom picture. He sat down next to you and waited.

"I…I have to go to New York…today." You said just above a whisper. Still not looking at them.

Elio and Billy exchanged looks.

" I'll drive." Billy said.

"Let's go now. We can make it just after they get there." Elio suggested.

You looked at the picture and ran your fingers over Eddie's face.

You sniffled and stood up. Putting the picture back where it was.

" Okay. Let's go." You said as you went to the door.

…

During the 3 and a half hour drive, Billy kept looking in the rearview to check if you were okay. But you didn't even look like you anymore. You looked like you were gonna be sick.

Elio tried to hold your hand but you just kept your eyes fixed out the window. Sometimes letting tears fall.

Billy turned on the radio thinking it would help you feel better.

A few songs later the disk jockey started talking.

" This is Scary Terry at WJRR 101.1. Where we play rock and roll 25 hours a day, 8 days a week. I'm coming at you low lives with a…Get this… A cover! These two bands worked their magic and created something special. Their songs are quickly climbing the charts. And I am happy to announce both bands will be performing tomorrow night to a sold out arena. So here they are for the first time on the sound waves. Corroded Coffin and Bad Decisions singing Separate Ways."

You looked at the radio when the intro played. Elio was going to turn it off but you stopped him.

" NO! This…this is the first time they're on the radio."

Elio gave you a look but you shook your head and said it was okay.

Your gaze went down to your lap. You smiled to yourself hearing Eddie's voice.

You made it Eds…I knew you could do it.

…

When you guys got there you saw the tour bus right away. Billy parked the car and turned around.

" Sweets. Are you sure you want to do this?"

" Yeah. I think you need more time to think Hun."

You looked at your friends and nodded.

" I need to do this…I need to know why."

You got out of the car with the guys following. You went to Eddie's room and knocked. Your hands were shaking and your heart just kept falling. You knocked again and he didn't answer.

When no one came to the door you went to Gareth's and Jeff room.

" Hey! Oh my God!" Jeff said when he opened the door.

He pulled you into a hug.

" Hey"

Jeff let you go. " I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow?"

" Y-yeah. Came early….where's Eddie?"

" Oh umm he and Gareth went to find a meeting. They should be back soon."

You looked at Elio and he frowned.

Jeff knew something was wrong.

" Hey. What's up?"

" Can…can we come in."

" Yeah-yeah."

You explained everything. And Jeff had no clue what you were talking about. Elio showed him the picture and Jeff left for a minute. When he came back Jan was with him.

" Y/n?"

" Hi Jan." You went and gave her a hug. " Do you know about this?"

She took the magazine and sighed.

She went on to explain that after a show everyone went out for a celebratory drink. Eddie just had one until a few fans started giving him shots. He first said no thank you. But then they begged. A few shots later and he was hammered.

Ava took advantage of the situation. When Jan went to the bathroom she saw Ava leading Eddie out the back entrance. She followed them and saw Ava kiss him. Even though he was out of it he still pushed her away.

Jan intervened and took Eddie back to the tour bus. She had no idea someone took a picture or that it ended up in a tabloid.

The next morning Eddie didn't remember a thing. All he knew was that he needed to find an AA meeting. And since then wherever they were he would find one.

" So you didn't tell him what happened?" You asked.

Jan shook her head. " I'm really sorry."

You wanted to be mad at her. But you were so overwhelmed with heartache that you couldn't.

All of a sudden Ava came into the room.

" Hey are you guys ready for-"

When she saw you she froze.

You were so fast that no one could stop you while you tackled her to the ground.

Jan stopped Jeff from pulling you off of her.

" No. She deserves it. Let y/n get a few licks."

The next thing you knew Billy was pulling you off of her. Ava was screaming her head off as she crawled backwards.

Out of breath you shouted.

" I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU WE WERE GONNA HAVE A PROBLEM IF YOU TRIED ANYTHING."

" YOU KNOCKED OUT MY TOOTH YOU BITCH!" Ava shouted back, getting to her feet.

You tried to pull out of Billy's arms.

" YOU'RE LUCKY THAT'S ALL I DID YOU FUCKING CUNT!"

Ava took a step back and spit up blood. " You two deserve each other!"

Jan went to Ava. " Let's go. You've done enough."

She pulled her arm and left.

Elio came to you and cupped your face.

" Hun calm down. I need you to calm down."

Your eyes went back and forth between his. Billy felt you finally relax a little and his hold on you loosened.

Elio let you go and Billy turned you around to look at your hands

Billy looked at Jeff. " Hey man. Do you have any ice?"

Jeff nodded and went to get some.

Billy led you to the couch and started cleaning up your hand.

" Damn sweets. You really did some damage."

When you didn't say anything he looked at you and you had this distant look in your eyes.

When Jeff came back Elio took the ice and wrapped it in a towel. Bringing it to you after.

No one said anything for a while. The guys didn't know what to say or do. But suddenly they heard banging and shouting.

" YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!"

Eddie's voice brought you back. You looked at the door and waited for him.

…

Eddie's day started off so good. He was happy about playing a sold out show. But what had him in a world of joy was that you were coming to see him. Sure it was only for the night. But he was ecstatic anyway. It's been too long since you guys were together. Since Thanksgiving he had been missing everything. His uncle, his trailer, his girl.

After that day in the airport he found a jewelry store and bought you an engagement ring. It wasn't anything huge or glamorous. But the simple white gold band with a .50 carat diamond was screaming your name.

The plan was on Christmas Eve to ask Matthew for your hand. Then on Christmas day, he was going to tell you that he didn't want to spend another Christmas without you either. He was going to explain that even though you guys still had a long way to go. That you guys could wait until you graduate to do it.

He was going to get down on one knee in front of all your shared loved ones and ask you to spend the rest of this life with him. And if God would let him into heaven. He was going to be with you there too.

However, his whole world was going to come crashing down.

When he and Gareth got out of the meeting they were waiting for a cab, when some fans saw them and asked them for autographs. And of course they obliged. But there was one fan who asked him to sign a magazine that shocked Eddie.

When he looked at the picture he had no fucking idea when that happened. Then it dawned on him and he was livid.

He apologized to the fans and grabbed Gareth. Pulling him towards a taxi.

When they got to the hotel Eddie b lined it to Ava's room. He pounded and pounded on the door. Cursing and yelling. Then when she didn't come to the door, Eddie started to punch it.

" Munson!"

Eddie turned and saw Jeff heading towards him.

Eddie ignored him and started yelling again. This time Jeff and Gareth pulled him away so that he wouldn't break the door down.

" Stop it! She's not here. Jan took her to the dentist."

"Let me go! What dentist!?"

" Eddie listen to me…y/ns here…and she's upset."

Eddie stopped fighting him and calmed down.

The guys let him go and stepped back.

" She-she's here? Where?"

Jeff nudged his head towards his room.

Eddie sighed and went to you. He didn't know when you saw it. But he knew that you saw the picture too.

When Eddie walked in you were on the couch with Elio and Billy. The moment your eyes met his he knew you were gone.

" I…can we have a minute?" He asked.

Elio and Billy nodded.

You looked away from Eddie trying to stop the tears from coming.

" If you need me. I'll be right outside." Billy whispered.

You gave him a barely noticeable nod.

Everyone went outside leaving you to Eddie.

Eddie stood just a few feet away from you having no clue what to say other than he was sorry. But he remembered what you said about that word. That he said it too much.

" I umm I heard you on the radio on the way here." You said still looking at the ground.

Eddie wanted to smile. He wanted to go to you and hug you. And be happy like he was this morning. But he knew you were hurt and you were trying to cover it.

Eddie stepped closer to you. " Angel i-"

You held up your hand.

"I guess you know why I'm here early."

He got closer " Baby I don't remember-"

" I know…and I understand. It was her."

Eddie finally got close enough that he could sit next to you.

" Baby please look at me."

When you didn't he grabbed your hand.

" Y/n?"

You sighed. "Eddie… I don't want this anymore."

" W-what?"

" I don't want to be in this relationship anymore."

" N-no. Y-you can't."

You finally met his eyes.

"Eddie, I just can't do this. It hurts too much….I can't do the distance anymore. I can't handle you being around her."

" N-no. You're moving in. And-and I'm done. Done with her. Done with this damn life."

You cupped his cheek. " No. Your dream is finally coming true."

" Well I don't want it without you so no. You're not doing this."

" Please Eddie, just listen to me."

You moved your hand away and looked down at his hands. They were getting bruised like yours were.

" Ever since we started talking it's been tough. And we got through it together. But now when things get hard, I find myself waiting for the next time something bad happens. Because when we're apart. Bad things keep happening. Or there's always something or someone getting in the way."

Eddie got up and moved to kneel in front of you. He grabbed your hands and kissed each one.

" Ava could never get between us. Baby I love you. And I'm going to fight for us. But I need you to not give up. I know this is difficult. And I guarantee that it's not always going to be sunshine and rainbows. But we have a plan. Please don't change your mind on me now."

" I know that. But it's not working for me. I care about you. I do. I just can't do another 6 months like this. Even you have problems with being apart. You started drinking more because of it. And I'm always so depressed when you leave me. Sure when we're with each other it's good. God Eddie it's so good. But then you leave and it hurts so much more. And you know I'm not going to let you quit your career for this relationship. And I…I can't leave MIT."

" I thought it was getting better? I thought you were happy. I thought we were going to do this."

" I was. But I'm not now. And don't get me wrong. I came here for a different reason. But in the end I think it was always going to end this way."

" No! We're supposed to be together. Please. We can figure this out. I'll make you happy again."

" It's not your responsibility to make me happy. It's mine….Eddie I don't even know who I am anymore without you."

" You're my girl. You're y/n. You're my other half."

You shook your head. " I need to be my own person. I need to find myself again. I need to be that girl I was before. Because I don't even recognize myself. I see my reflection in the mirror and I don't know who's looking back."

Eddie sniffled" Then we'll find her...together."

Tears filled your eyes seeing Eddie beg and cry.

" I'm sorry Eddie…I think I should go." You said just above a whisper.

You stood up and started for the door. Eddie got up and pulled you into his arms.

" No. Please. Don't ask me to live without you. I can't imagine my life without you." He cried." I-I-I can't live a life without your smile. Without hearing your laugh."

He kissed your cheek. " I can't imagine not holding you or kissing you."

He gave you a small kiss on the lips.

" Eddie-"

"Please. I can't...I can't-"

Eddie hung his head and held you tighter. " Don't leave me. I-I love you."

With tears streaming down your face you pushed him away.

"I have to go."

" No you don't. Please let me fix this. I can fix this."

Eddie dropped down to his knees and hugged your waist. " I'll fix this."

He let go and started patting his pockets. Your eyes widened and you gasped when he pulled out a little velvet black box.

" Eddie no." You started to walk backwards.

" I'm not going to ask you to marry me like this. But I want you to see that I already have the ring for you. This is our future. Y/n you are my future."

Your heart broke all over again. This was a disaster. You couldn't say you still wanted him. That you guys just needed some time apart. That the picture actually broke you and you needed time to put yourself back together. But instead of doing the smart thing and be honest with Eddie. You lied.

" Eds I…I have feelings for someone else."

You didn't know how. But his eyes got even sadder. He shook his head and put the box back in his pocket.

" You're lying."

" N-no. I-"

" Yes. You're lying. I know you y/n. And I know when you're a telling a lie."

" Eds I'm-i'm not."

He stood up and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his jacket.

" Tell me the truth….just tell me you don't love me anymore. That you fell out of love with me…I can live with that. I can handle that. But don't lie to me. Don't say that I lost you to another guy."

Fresh tears fell from your eyes as you remained quiet.

Eddie bridged the gap between you and him.

" Tell me you don't love me anymore. Tell me that because I missed all the important stuff, you fell out of love with me."

He got so close that his chest was touching yours.

" Tell me…please. And…and I'll let you go."

All you could do was hang your head. Those words were just something you couldn't say. Because it wasn't true. He was the love of your life.

" I'm sorry Eddie. I…I'm so sorry."

You turned around and walked out the door.

Eddie stood there for a second. He tried to find something, anything to get you to stay. But he couldn't find the right words. So he thought he should just show you. To give you a long deep kiss. Hoping beyond hope that it would change your mind. And he could get you to come back and talk this out.

So he ran after you. When he opened the door, Gareth and Jeff tried to grab him but he quickly pulled out of their hands.

" Y/N!" Eddie called out.

He could hear you sobbing and knew the relationship wasn't over.

He called your name again. And when he got to the elevator Elio stopped him before he could get on.

" Stop it Eddie!"

" E, If you don't move, I will move you." Eddie growled.

Elio stepped out of the elevator and Eddie watched the door close. With you in Billy's arms on the other side.

" Eddie. You have to let her go."

Eddie was smashing the down button on the wall to call the elevator back. But when it didn't open up right away, he went for the stairs.

Elio got to the door first.

" ELIO MOVE!"

" NO! I will NOT let her hurt anymore today…just let her go!"

" That is the love of my life down there! And I won't let her go."

Eddie pulled at the door but Elio closed it again.

" I know she is. But she needs time. I have never seen her so broken. And that's because of Ava. So what you need to do is finish this. Get rid of Ava and get your shit together. And give y/n time to heal. She deserves that much….you guys are not ready for this type of relationship….but I know you two love each other. So when you're finally ready for her, she might be ready too. But so help me if you don't let her walk away right now. I will kick the living shit out of you. "

Eddie looked away from him. He wanted to fight and get you back. He would have taken on an army for you. But what Elio said was true. Eddie had never seen you so sad or hurt either. And it was he and his drinking to blame.

His voice broke." But I love her."

Elio's heart broke for Eddie too. But you were his friend first and he had to protect you.

" I'm sorry. It's just better this way."

Eddie sniffled looking at Elio. " Please take care of my girl. I'm gonna get my head on straight and I'm coming back for her."

Elio gave him a hug and went to find you and Billy.

When Billy saw Elio he tossed him the keys.

" You're driving. I'm gonna sit with her."

Elio nodded and got in.

Billy climbed in the back with you, pulling you into his arms while you sobbed in his chest. He rubbed your back and kissed the top of your head.

" It's okay sweets. Let out."

…

@chloe-6123 @irishhappiness @idkidknemore @hiscrimsonangel @hellv1ra @browneyes528 @b-irock @erinsingalong @salenorona23 @eddie-is-a-god @screaming-blue-bagel

[maryrose20070]

Hey @giulia266eyes!

I got the Mimi Movie of the Late Christmas Special to JCDT: Save The Winter.

Note: Mimi-Movie has Officially Released on February 13th, 2024.

Link: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1gDlT9OYWplnb_OwFPkHTdh85NDiTJPhc/view?usp=sharing

Story Plot:

Tecna The Barbie Visit Other The Household. She listen to Announce of JCDT is a Part of Crossover "Vyond" Characters, When Stella's Mother her Talk Each Early Someone Tecna decide to Travel Settlement Town with a Mother Call.

JCDT House has Enjoy to Watch the Music Video of Levas Polka but Anyone focused to Watch like Themselves. Even Trixie who just a performs like a Failure during a Laughter, Concetta Remind Trixie Where Some Friendships a Good Memories and Damien Start to Tired after Watching Music Video Sometimes to Trixie does Agree for the Holiday Friendship for Supergroup Adventure and Ally.

The Next Day. Four Crossovers Excited to go Travel of Mount Show. Concetta meet her Tecna. She hold her a lot of item and suitcase before to go. Expect to Jinx, Trixie and Damien talking for us. Tecna try to speak italian so hard to learn at the Social Language. Tecna call her Stella, she hurry to reason until kind of check the Information while happened to her. Ready to pack of Things and get in the Camperven before to go.

Crossovers seat to Campervan. Concetta hear to Confused of near the Snow. During Tecna's Friend Calling, She get to Alexa Speaker on the Storage, then she say to Alexa Speaker while to play the song of Waterloo. Trixie yell at the Alexa Speaker listen to Concetta Dance and hear. It's too loud to listen on the Campervan during to Tecna her Drive. Trixie fight to Concetta while Damien can Defend to Trixie and Concetta play the song to decent problem. At the sign cautious of the Scenic Viewpoint. She can't drive to carefully then fall into the Mountain and Scream before the Crash in Spruce Tree. Tecna Cry after her crash the Campervan but she Suspect to Concetta listened the music too loud. Concetta apology to Tecna but she worry to Campervan for should hope to fix later.

When the stella and her Deer Ride to the Forest, She can help her Tecna and JCDT Band. Fortunately, She try to fix her Campervan while few minutes to Repair. When the Campervan has fix by Stella. She glad to Fixed her Campervan before Continue to Drive in the Campervan Roadtrip. She happy to Stella help to campervan repaired. Stella bring her these Donuts to share her Friends and Crossovers Band.

Tecna and Stella her Four Crossovers Almost found at Settlement Town about of the Oldest Resident. Stella's Mother see to Campervan Found to her Daugther, She hug her Mother and the Four Crossovers Visiting to Settlement Town the House Resident. Stella tire to bring her Items and things her so quick to heavy. The Sonica hear to noise but she is surprise to visitors her house.

Sonica's Father who see his look to Visitors and their Band. Sonica's Mother and her Step-mother looking at her Visitors came out, Expect to Sonica Love to JCDT Band. Her Mother don't like to Four Crossovers, She call the Negative Mention of Toxic Friends. But it's not a Toxic "Crossovers" Friends. She is Favorite Band of JCDT, Sonica ask to Mother Tolerate her the Four Crossovers as their Female Supporters. Sonica Glad to JCDT improved to Visiting their Sonica's Family.

Jimmy look up at his Damien who is sneaky boy at the girls visited to Sonica's House. Jimmy call his effeminate guy while Damien start to fight his Jimmy in the Fount of Christmas Tree Ruin Decorated. Sonica's Father Prepare to Stop Fighting of Two Duel, He is Trouble to Jimmy focused to Fight Against of Guy who be Jimmy his a Sexist. Damien is always Fine, He ask to Sonica's Father his Jimmy got Trouble and Damien decide his go to Up Stair on the Sonica's Room.

Trixie Talk to Friends and Sonica. She ask to Sing the Song with her Friends at the Christmas Eve. Jinx ask to Trixie and Concetta who saw to Those fans invite the Concert, Concetta was Impressive to talk about of Radio Station whoever her see. When Bluechii Jackie is here on the Window her Sonica's Room, She Rival her Sonica who yell her distance the Window, She can't trust to Sonica but she is disrespect the Three "Crossovers" Girls, Sonica ask to Trixie for yell her Enemy. Damien hold his Dream Catcher in the Christmas Light but Sonica Say No, She not allowed the boy Invite in the Slumber Party. Trixie Told Sonica who Against the Boy in her Room. We're Gender equality to join the Slumber Party for Both.

Damien ask to girls his listen it. He feel so badly reason about his Imagine to Incident of the Road Trip Problem. He Upset to kick in his Something and girls shocked her Damien his Bad Feeling as well. Sonica cheer up her Damien but she calm down to Damien his Feeling Issue and Sadness Reason. He almost fine to join his Slumber Party, He bring his Alexa Speaker before Those Girls are excited to Sing and Song.

Stella and Tecna decorating her stage but she ask to stella her tired to Decorate of the Christmas Stage while almost to finish the Decoration. Eventually, Sonica's Parents and Step-Mother talking each other while Stella and Tecna ride to snowplow at Distance. She ask to Tecna her use to Megaphone before Fans and Visitors can hearing to Snowplow from the Travel Bus. The Bus Driver Named Sunnyman, He ask to Stella and Tecna going to Settlement Town at the Oldest Resident. Only One Bus and the Other Fans and visitors their decide to go.

Bluecii Cooked her Gingerbread cookies with a Cream and Candy Canes but the Step-Mother and Sonica's Father who they don't know who Cooked the Gingerbread Cookies and Somehow. When to hear for those Visitors Coming to Settlement Town while open the Door, She is Owner by Mary Rose instead the Giulia Beres her decide to talk the Bluecii and her Father for Greeting the Visitors. The Gingerbread Cookies for JCDT Band. The Four Crossovers are still singing but they're walking in the stair while Jimmy look out to the stair and then They slipping down into the Stair their outside and hitting their Mary and Giulia the Owners.

When Giulia and Mary close up her Four Crossovers is coming their Inside but she always surprise to JCDT are here. Concetta ask her Giulia who talk to each other. Expect to Sonica ask to giulia who incidentally reason for slipped the stair, it is badly incident to made by Someone. Jimmy Laugh to Prank in the Stair and Sonica yell her Jimmy behind to make his White Rope on the Stair but the Visitors looking at their Jimmy who is a Pranker about to Explain at his Prank Stair.

Meanwhile, She made the own her Christmas Recipes such a Roast Chicken, Christmas Ham, and Christmas Salad with Eggs and those Vegetables. Sonica and her Friends, Crossovers, and the Owners can be handle at the Thanksgiving during for Christmas Eve. Sonica rude her Bluecii while her mother tell to listen on the Dinner. Using those Drinks such a Coca Cola for Teenagers and Alcoholic Drinks for Adult (Expecting to Sonica's Parents) and let's toasting of those Drinks.

Stella her Friends asking her Giulia and Mary Rose does somebody to talking on the Dinner. She glad her talk to Timmy his a Memory of the Owner at the Band, He talk his Parents while Glad to Celebrate Christmas until be Midnight Instead. Trixie ask to Owners of the JCDT, She Mention of the Radio Station who hear to listen the sing of song before to go.

The Sadness reason to mary rose ask her Four Crossovers does Imagined to Cancellation of the entire series white be disappointed of those Crossovers. Stella talk to Mary and Giulia about her imagine to Save of the Four Crossovers Joke and she laugh on the dinner while Crossovers and Owners looking at them. Jimmy Call his Two Crossovers at the near in the Car, Also the bad guys named Ruijin and Jayden the Troublemakers, He wore his Christmas Elf Outfits, Jayden drive his Car but he ask to phone call somewhere his live in the Settlement Town. Jimmy Determine Laugh for until prepare the sneaky of those Instruments before behind the stage.

At Evening in the Christmas, Those visitors are something to buys in the Store. Ken being excited to the Christmas concert from JCDT. Stella meet her Ken but she ask to ken who excited to see at the Concert, They should be Decide to Stage before waiting their till the Concert.

Jimmy and his friends looking at the JCDT Instruments before sneaking into the stage. When the Four Crossovers who mysterious to steal and sneak the stage or somebody those guys his close the door, We're panic their sneak by the Concert while Damien yell his behind to mention of Jimmy and his friends does sneaked.

The Announcement to Giulia Beres and Mary Rose with a Fans and Visitors Crowing at the Stage Concert to JCDT before the Band. When the Band is come to Stage. However, Those Fans are Shocked to Jimmy and his Friends Stolen his Instruments before to Band the song is actual Happened their JCDT Crossovers. He swearing to serval times during fans being Dislikes and Rudeness about the Wrong Song in the Stage Concert.

When Two Men Arresting his Bad Boys and Jimmy could be stop play in the Stolen the Instrument. The Step-Mother told to jimmy can't focus to sneaky into the Concert, She take it santa beard off before Jimmy get his Trouble while step-mother ask to go home and leaving in the Concert. Expect the Owners and the Stella or Tecna got be Mad of the Jimmy and his Friends Arrested.

For Announce to Giulia Message Problem, JCDT isn't here after Jimmy Stolen the Band in the Stage who be Incident, Those Fans are Disappoint to Christmas Concert while Stage has been take of Break. Meanwhile, Stella find her Four Crossovers but they're gone, She When her check to Storage and who behind inside the Room while Four Crossovers are here, Unfortunately, They being Sad and Disappointed for Christmas Stage in the Concert. It's too late for Hurry at those Crossovers are not yet.

Stella talk her Four Crossovers of the Incidentally Reason to JCDT Concert. She being cheer up to Four Crossovers and They're continue to playing the band before their Outside the Stage. They Should playing the New Song until for the teach it. Giulia and Mary Rose her Disappointed for Announce to Talk the JCDT Concert, It's doesn't to showing about the Fans and Visitors. Stella ask to learn the band with using for Instruments and Microphone. The Understanding of the Four Crossovers and get ready the play and band in the stage.

After play the song of the band, Trixie and her Friends has greeting at those Fans. Tecna Happy her clap to see in the stage, We're decide to Celebrate the Christmas Eve instead the Christmas Day. Giulia and Mary Rose glad to seeing in the Stage, Continue to Playing the band during Record of the Radio Station to Giulia and Mary Rose until Christmas is come here.

After Christmas Concert is over. Sonica's Parents glad to saw of the JCDT Crossovers Concert in the Last Christmas. Bluecii outside the window after Sonica Rivalry her Rude. Sonica Glad her Enjoyed to Four Crossovers while Moving out. The Reason to Trixie and her Friends talk to reason of the Band Problem, Sonica Shocked her Reason to JCDT who is Happened of their Band.

The Sad Reason to JCDT has Officially Disbanded due to explain for Four Crossovers and the leave for no reason. Sonica Cry her Hug to Trixie before Final Moment for Say Goodbye. Tecna Horn in her Campervan and those Crossovers Moving Out for Sonica's House, Expecting for Stella and her Mother Left.

Leaving the Settlement Town, She decide to play the song her use to Alexa Speaker. And Listen the Song with Four Crossovers who been Like it. Stella's Mother and Tecna who Hear the Listen to Song while Playing so Loud. Stella Calm Down her Mother and Tecna, And now she can listen the song while Almost Happy.

And That's it for JCDT Crossovers and the Friends while Happily Ever After.

From Created The Late Christmas Story by Me.

[invisibleraven]

19: Happy Tears. + Reggie, because I know you will make me cry if I prompt this =D

Reggie doesn’t have many warm and fuzzy Christmas memories. He was so young when they moved from Georgia, so all he has of MeeMaw and Pops is photos and the odd cheque on his birthday.

Those pictures show him happy, ripping open gifts in front of the tree, his family looking idyllic in the background.

The first few years in LA his parents make a token effort, do the whole shebang, but by the time he hits eight, they are tired of it. Tell him the truth about Santa, so it’s like his innocence is dashed upon the rocks of cruel harsh reality.

The next year they don’t do a stocking, and then after that the presents dwindle until by the time he’s twelve they don’t even bother to celebrate. Reggie tries to reassure himself that it’s fine. He’s probably too old for Christmas now anyways.

Only when he meets Luke, Alex, and Bobby, they all still celebrate the holidays with their families. Alex does lots of church stuff, Luke helps his neighbours put up the lumineria, Bobby helping his lola make the parol.

Reggie kind of clams up when they ask what he’s doing, deflecting and sidestepping the answer until they forget he never gave one.

He keeps it up for years, never admitting that the holiday lost all meaning for him ages ago.

But then Alex comes out and church becomes a series of condemnations over his sexuality and not a celebration of his faith.

And Bobby's lola has to go into a home, with his parents shipping him off to military school.

Luke ends up running away on Christmas Eve after one big blow up fight with his mom, spending the night shivering and sad in their studio.

So the next year none of them feel like celebrating.

Then the Molina family moves into the old Shaw residence, and don't think twice about the guys pretty much squatting in their new garage. Welcome them with open arms in fact. Rose loves their music, Ray loves their jubilant energy. Carlos loves having older brother figures. And Julie... Julie loves them all.

Julie makes their band better, rises them to a level above. Makes them get noticed. Makes them get interest from the industry.

Reggie is riding a high when he comes home after that meeting, a clear future set before him at last that he barely notices the glowing trees in everyone's windows. All except in his, where the only glow is that of the television.

There are no carols in the Peters home, just slurred words and admonishments. No presents except thrown bottles, punches, and kicks. There is no Christmas here, only the ads for the movies playing on the TV as Reggie loses consciousness.

When he wakes up, he's in the hospital, a bunch of concerned faces surrounding him. "W-what happened?" he slurs, his lip swollen, his eye equally so.

"Your neighbours called the cops. They found you..." Rose lets out a small sob.

"It was real bad suffice it to say," Ray continues, rubbing over his wife's back. "Anyways, they saw Julie's number in your phone under Family..." Reggie blushes, figuring out why the Molinas are here, and though he's a little embarrassed to have made that choice, he doesn't regret it. But then Ray continues, "Your dad... he's gone away for awhile Reggie. Your mom is at a shelter, where hopefully they can help her. But you..."

"They'll ship me back to Georgia. To MeeMaw and Pops," Reggie says, sounding crestfallen. He loves his grandparents, but he hasn't seen them in ages, only gets the card and an super rare phone call. He doubts they want to upend their lives with him at this point.

"Or..." Rose drawls. "You could come home with us. We're registered foster parents, there's a pre-existing relationship there. You do get a say in it Reggie."

"I want to go with you," he says, firm, decisive.

"Well then that's what we'll do," Ray replies. "As soon as you're discharged. There's going to be a lot of paperwork, but you can come home. Celebrate Christmas with us."

"We'll get you a stocking and whatever else you need. Plus something fun," Rose adds.

Reggie sniffles, and his vision blurs with tears. "It'll be my first family Christmas," he admits as he tries to swipe the tears away.

Ray and Rose exchange a look at that, and gently gather him into a hug, promising to make it the best ever.

It really is, full of love, laughter, and more feeling of belonging than Reggie has ever known.

However, it's topped the next year when his present is a swathe of adoption papers, with the option to finally be an official part of the Molina family, right down to his name. He signs them right then and there, and by the New Year, he's Reggie Molina, and every Christmas that follows is a happy one, surrounded by his friend and family.

It quickly becomes his favourite time of year, with good reason, and Reggie is forever grateful for the chance to create new memories, take new photos, and have those times to look back on. Even though the torrent of happy tears that stream down his face in every shot.

[sethgraysupremacy]

revenge is best served cold (or not at all)

merry christmas/hannuka/whatever yall!! a little drabble for the holiday season :)

read on ao3!

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It hit the tree next to Nick’s head with a telling thwack. He could feel his heart thumping in his chest, blood rushing through his ears as loud as a steam engine– too loud. They knew where he was. Could they hear his heartbeat, his breathing? He tried to hold his breath for a moment, but it only made his terror worse.

If there was one thing he knew, it was this: he was dead no matter what he did. He could wait to be executed and hope they'd do it with mercy, or he could go out swinging and take as many of them down with him as he could. Anyone who knew Nick Bell could tell you he was dramatic to the bitter end, and Nick wasn't about to turn them into liars.

His final battle cry rose in his throat, emerging as a ferocious roar as he charged into the open battlefield, prepared for–

“Gotcha!”

A snowball slammed into his stomach.

“Damn it, Gibby,” he gasped. Nick clutched his injury, his palm pressing into the bruise already forming on his rib cage. “That hurt!”

“Don’t be such a baby,” she responded, rolling her eyes. “You’re fine. Seth, tell Nick he’s fine.”

“You’ll be okay, Nick,” Seth said. He wrapped a comfortable arm around Nick’s lower back.

Nick pouted and tried not to melt in his boyfriend’s embrace. “I was gonna have an epic comeback,” he said mournfully. “It was gonna be wicked. I was gonna get you all.”

“Like you were going to get us all last time?” Jazz said. “And the time before that? And the–”

“Wow, jeez, okay, go ahead, rub it in some more.” Nick leaned into Seth’s warmth. “Why don’t you hit me again? Right in the face, just to get the point across?”

Seth huffed out a laugh, warm breath turning to fog in the frigid December weather. “Nicky, no one’s throwing a snowball in your face.”

“I am.” Jazz readied one last snowball, winding up to throw a decimating pitch. Nick barely dodged it in time, but Seth wasn’t ready, and Jazz’s aim was off.

It hit Seth squarely in the chest. He bent forward, splaying his hang out over his chest and gasping for breath. “Jesus– Christ,” he wheezed.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” Jazz rushed.

“God, babe, since when do you throw bricks?” Gibby said.

“Call an ambulance! Seth! Seth, can you hear me? Can you breathe? Oh God, he can’t breathe, Jazz you killed him, call 91–”

“I’m fine, Nick,” Seth said. “I just lost my breath for a second. Jesus, Jazz, since when do you play baseball?”

“I’m so sorry,” she said. “I swear I was aiming for Nick.”

“Hey!”

“Shush, Nick, Seth is in pain. Worry about your boyfriend,” Jazz reprimanded him. Nick made another indignant noise, but Jazz rolled her eyes at him and gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder.

“Ow,” Nick complained, rubbing his new Jazz-induced bruise. “Y’all are so mean to me all the time. Babe, I think we should leave them in the dust and keep all the hot chocolate to ourselves.”

Gibby scoffed at him and pulled her jacket a little tighter around herself. “Oh hell no. I was promised hot chocolate. You guys dragged me into this white blizzard hellscape specifically because I would get hot chocolate afterwards.”

“Fine, fine,” Nick said. “We can all have hot chocolate. But me and Seth are keeping the marshmallows to ourselves.”

“Marshmallows are mid anyways,” Jazz said with a shrug. “Beat you guys there?”

“No, no way, I am not running,” Nick said in vain as he watched the other three take off down the icy street. Nick groaned as he saw Seth almost spin out before gracefully sliding to a safer pace, and sighed at the impending doom of physical exercise before Nick started running along after them.

It was a good day to be Nick Bell.

[anandabrat]

Nightmare Warehouse, day 7... as always with the best @starshipblueberry around...

Artie is on his stomach now, if you can call it that. He has his head propped up on his hands — again can he call them that? — and he’s kicking his legs. He just spent days weeks months rolling around. Rolling like babies do to just see what happens. He rolled and rolled and rolled and then he started laughing because what the actual fuck was happening here. He laughed and the laughter became hysterical and that’s when the bugs started talking. 

Not the bugs inside him, the outside bugs. 

“Oogie you big goof! What you even doing man? Rolling around on the floor?” It’s a little green guy with big eyes. He’s really mostly eyes. 

“Yeah man. It’s the day after Halloween, dude,” a bigger red one that is mostly legs hums. “Aren’t you supposed to be like, starting your latest overthrow the Pumpkin King plot?”

“He’s not on the floor, dude,” a huge purple one covered in hair giggles. 

Artie scratches his head. The worms in there are also trying to talk, but it is too muffled to make out. 

“The Pumpkin King’s day will come,” he barks. “We have a more pressing issue.” He peers into the souls of his fellow bugs. 

“Brothers. Have you got a light?”

The room bursts into a dazzling glorious blaze. 

***

Myka is spinning. Her head is spinning, yes, but also her body — her arms are stretched out to full length and she is spinning and spinning and laughing. 

The snow falls. 

“What is that?” Helena had asked only a few minutes before. After the fire, they had kept walking. They walked and talked about other Warehouse adventures they had each had in their time, trying to ground themselves. Neither had said it to each other yet, but they could both feel themselves slipping, forgetting that this wasn’t their world. So they talked and walked. All night, and into the next day, and then - 

There it was, of course. And naturally they opened the door with the Christmas tree and fell in, holding tight to each other screaming ‘curiouser and curiouser!’ And then they fell soft into the snow. 

And they laughed. Myka has never heard Helena laugh and she wonders how much of that sound is Helena and how much is Jack but also does it matter because oh what a sound. It’s loud and wild and more than a little crazy and Myka is pretty sure Helena doesn’t have lips right now but she wants to kiss them. 

So she starts spinning. 

***

Helena has never been a Christmas person. There’s nothing particularly wrong with it, mind; it’s just never really grabbed her, aside from when Christina was a child. Even then, the appeal had mostly been in watching her enjoy it.

This is different. Every inch of this place - it isn’t so much that it’s the trappings of the holiday, but the feeling that’s always been described to her, that she’s felt in fleeting moments long, long ago. Not for a hundred years.

Until now. She’s never seen so much snow, and Myka is here - Myka, who is keeping up with her frenetic, giddy pace, step for step.

Myka, who is laughing and spinning around on a carousel like she’s five years old and Helena wants - she wants. Helena doesn’t allow herself to want, it’s dangerous to want things like this, but he can’t help himself, he wants all of it and she is with him, and they trade lines of a song they make out of spun sugar and the long-lost tunes of childhood.

They find themselves in front of an enormous gate, breathless, and Myka spins herself around a striped pole, grinning. He reaches out his hand for her and she takes it, and she’s so warm and soft, and he starts to tug on her arm - gently, always gently for fear of loosening something - and a cry rings out across the expanse of snow.

“Ho ho ho! Myka? Is that you out there?”

“Pete!” And instead, it’s Myka tugging on Helena. “Pete’s here? Maybe he knows what’s going on. Although more likely, this whole thing is his fault…”

Myka tugs on Helena’s arm and it wouldn’t do to appear reluctant, to show her displeasure at the interruption. 

***

Myka throws her arms around Pete when she gets to the door. “Whoa, Pete! You get to be Santa? No fair. My arms come off!”

“I dunno, Mykes, it seems kinda handy. Get it? Cuz hands… Come on in - you too, HG, what’s up? Want some cookies? There’s like…. Uh. I was gonna say a lifetime supply, but it’s more like…”

“More like a world’s lifetime supply?” Helena hazards.

“Yup. That’s the one. And guys, I have a wife, even! How rad is that?”

“So rad,” Myka replies, rolling her eyes. Pete waddles down the hallway - he’s shaped kind of like a penguin and seems to have the dexterity of one, too. Myka reaches out without looking and grabs Helena’s hand.

“Come on, Jack,” she whispers, and squeezes. 

[f1version]

ANOTHER YEAR ‧͙*̩̩͙❅ DR3

pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x girlfriend!Reader ( she/her )

summary: You and Daniel spend the 25th of December surrounded by friends turned family, hoping it all lasts another year.

warnings/info: fluff, kisses, mentions of alcohol, mentions of mental health. this is just a lot of thinking, reflecting, and loving your partner very much.

word count: 770

note: this one is (very) short and sweet. inspired by another year by FINNEAS.

snowglobe, a holiday special

Days like these are your favorites.

You’re laughing at some joke Scotty made when Daniel slides the door open, beers in hand and a Santa hat on his head. The sun is setting over the ocean, Australian weather just right for spending the 25th of December in your beach house, surrounded by a small group of friends turned family.

“Hello everyone!” Daniel calls over the sound of waves breaking; everyone beams at him—those who arrived while he was at the store, greeting him with kisses on the cheek and hugs. He approaches you, leaning down to press a kiss on your hair and then your lips. “Hi sweetheart, how’s everything?”

“Good,” you smile, and he sits down next to you, searching for your hand once he’s comfortable.

Looking around, you see happiness. The people you love the most are here, sitting around the small fireplace, joking about the goddamn Christmas tree in the sand. Tony, your dog, is running around, then to you, licking your intertwined fingers with Danny. The Aussie laughs.

“Hey buddy, that’s mine!” He exclaims playfully, holding your hand up in the air. Tony barks at him, “Oi, don’t be jealous; maybe you’ll have a hand to hold next year."

You throw your head back, laughing. You love this man way too much. You loved his energy, his smiles, the love he had to give the world, and the love he reserved for you. You’re grateful you had another year next to him, even if 2023 wasn’t the easiest for him.

He always tried to look for the positives, but that didn’t change how challenging it was. You, more than once, kissed away his tears, held him close when nightmares haunted his nights, gave him his space when frustration was too much, and held his hand when battling with his diet. It wasn’t an easy year in any way, but in the end, he made it through, you made it through. Because he was also there when you cried, when you felt tired and overwhelmed. He was there when the world was about to end but didn’t, and you like to think that’s because you have each other. Because Daniel, for a bit longer than seven years, has been the reason for countless of your smiles, and you could only hope this would last yet another year.

You hear Chloe call your name, the Daniel’s, dog interference forgotten, “Where are you guys going to be in New Year’s?"

With Daniel, you want to say, but he beats you to it.

“With my sweetheart here, of course,” he says, dragging you towards him to rapidly peck your lips, making the others laugh. You blush, wanting to cry, laugh, and get married all at once; you know it sounds dramatic, but it’s that melancholic time of the year that makes you overthink everything, so if the ending of your story is sad, you need to cherish these moments next to Dan.

“What if you come up to Canada?” Lance’s question brings you out of your thoughts.

“No, please, no,” Scotty complains loudly, shaking Chloe’s hand exaggeratedly. “What if we just stay here? Do a small party at our lovely home."

Daniel shrugs. “We can do whatever you want, mate, just let us know before we end up running away to Monaco or Los Angeles. Right, babe?” He says and you roll your eyes, knowing you have no plans to leave Australia until 2024.

More of your friends join the discussion, adding the option of partying in New York or hanging out in Greece. It’s messy, but it doesn’t last long. The majority of you know that Scotty and Chloe’s penthouse in Melbourne will be the place to sing obnoxiously and get drunk on champagne.

Time passes, and a million topics are discussed. Daniel is asked about next year and doesn't look too worried; Scotty rants about Chloe’s next single and how it’s about him; you and Corey get into a discussion about the best movies of the year; Lance falls asleep on his chair for seventeen minutes, counted by his girlfriend; you’re even stargazing at some point, having Mike explain every constellation in the sky.

It’s beautiful.

You’re cuddled against Daniel, lost in the starry sky, when his own mind wanders away. He thinks about you and him, about how grateful he is for all these years next to you, about how he wants to have you close for the rest of his life. He thinks about the ring hidden in his backpack and smiles, hoping for forever.

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[breakersmansh]

June 17, 2023 / 17 Ògmhios 2566 EB

Hey dude and everyone, how was your day? Happy holiday coming up this weekend. Someone at the beach says there’s a holiday this weekend. Enjoy :) 🫂🙂👋 oh, and then Juneteenth is Monday? I I didn’t know what Juneteenth was until college. Texas thing that became a national holiday—wild.

Weather in Chicago is .

My dad doesn’t talk to me very much ever since an awkward Christmas in 2020. There were a couple of Jews at BYU. Inhale, exhale. He’s sick though and I need to remember to call his name into the Boston Mass temple. She’s the temple who makes the most sense to me right now. Southern New England is a place very home to me. Among people, I think a lot about this guy named Noah Steinman. Noah Boah. Just this guy from middle school. Him and his friend MegN Meg in Connecticut. Ice ive I’ve mostly been to East Hartford and to Old Saybrool k Saybrook way in the southeastern corner, to go to Wells Fargo. Sometimes I cry out, "Noah!" "Trusty!" Richard Bushman says in Rough Stone Rolling that Noah is the archangel Gabriel or somethhi b something — he has this one paragraph where he lists out seven archangels. Is this Columbia tomfoolery, or sonethi even something even more dark and disturbing within Utah history? What would my life have been like if I had gone to Bowdoin? One of my childhood best friends, Ethan, went to—he says I don’t remember the name of his college. Our most recent convo was great. Over a year ago but great. He was posting an Instagram story of himself sitting in traffic and I told myself a joke that he was filming porn lol. Sitting in traffic and bragging about how he kicked his boyfriend out. Lol it was he was hot. Sitting in traffic on the way to a ski resort. Hard to explain why I would call that porn. I just — I mentioned that Idaho has a ski basin called Bogus Basin, and he expressed annoyance. I used to say this phrase while living in Idaho — "and the Catholics in North Idaho are so annoyed that [we] changed the time zone to an entirely separate time zone to distinguish ourselves from the rest of the state." Pulled from F. Ross Peterson’s history of Idaho. He wrote a cool book called Christmas in Montpelier. Montpelier was about an hour east of where I lived in southern Idaho. Small town Idaho. Hm. I re — I’ve told enough stories. My neighbor Molly and her husband were very great neighbors. Me, them, and a woman from my high school named Jill, celebrated a Jewish holiday called Tubishevat together in 2021. The New Year for Trees.

I need to think about where whether that phrase is anti-Catholic. A few sentences up, about changing the time zone. Cause North Idaho is in PacificTime and the rest of Idaho is in Mountain Time. She was a fun phrase to say; that phase was entirely before I met Reap though. There are Facebook groups called "Moving to North Idaho" and such. I was sad that I lived in Southern Idaho, and one of my friends from BYU made sure to police me. She hasd had a rough experience at BYU. Maybe going on a date w/ me was one of the more uplifting parts. I almost made him to North Idaho.

I had a pretty peaceful Saturday. Wandered around the city a bunch. Practiced some DVT DBT skills. Found a Modelo beer can, Kurt’s fav beer brand five years ago, by the beach. Picked her up to either recycle her or keep her as a memento. With the way I’m using him/her/they/them instead of it, when possible, makes me think about how most words in French are gendered. I was supposed to do this speech therapy gender-affirming clinic, although he seems like I’m somewhat figuring her out on my own.

Said hello to the ladies a lot today, and they were really fun to talk to. Other hangers Gen genders as well.

My staffer at the pizza shop was sad.

I thought of writing a Wikipedia article about this Prep Tumblr phenomenon I keep talking about. This group from 201-

2012-2015 or so on Tumblr. I’m probably gonna invite my friends C (Chrissy) and A(Alexandria) as well. So funny. They were on Tumblr with me—I bet some of you were on Prep Tumblr too or Tumblr Tumblr. There was a woman named phdprep who both kept me willing to get out of bed, during the toughest parts of college, and also directly inspired my fashion choices when I got a job at Utah State University. I remember one night she kept prodding and prodding and liking my posts until she knew I was willing to keep trying— that’s a behavior mentioned on r/raisedbynarcissists and I think it’s true that peers motivati no and motivating and supporting each other feels different from child psychology. Right now, certain — there was also this dude drink the talk / drinkthentalk/ imactuallyagoodkid. Catholicboysintrouble needs to and maybe will get a full page to itself. It’s cool how just browsing the internet you can learn a bunch. 50starsand13bars, which inspired the first subreddit I became a mod of. If ppl ar e not interested in Prep Tumblr, there’s so much to say about Tumblr or internet culture in general. You know how Wikipedia articles have hyperlinks within them to other stuff? Other topics include porn on Tumblr, Yahoo’s CEO and her optimistic attempts to buy Tumblr, and much else that anyone else may want.

Reaper, Scurius, ifoundxaway, bythepalemoonlight, and anyone else interested are deffy welcome

For broey, if this is the last chance I get. Love you platonically. My Tumblr is named after a mansion in Rhode Island called The Breakers — breakersmansh. It’s she’s a little raunchy. My posts will be there if you want or need to take Reddit for Men to the next level. I’m here with you in solidarity.

I’m stoked to go to bed. Have a gentle Sunday or fun Sunday, whatevski. Mine will be gentle. My head hurts, in a good way.

Kurt and I had gotten into a mild argument at the dinner table—Taco Tuesday, Cameron’s favorite—about whether he should drink and drive. He won the argument, and I still remember the brand name of that beer, Modelo, to this day. We had this inside joke called Park City Gentlemen’s Club, and I passed a Gentlemen’s Club while I was wandering the city today—realized how much better our club was. Lots of better memories w/ Reap this past year too.

It is checking hecking chilly in this city. Hope tou had you had a good day. Love you, good night. I’m planning to post daily. Sometimes for Jewish holidays I might abstain, or when I’m in the hospital, jail (gosh forbid), or on a cruise ship with no internet or something. This year I learned why some people observe Passover by taking the whole 7 or 8 days off of work. It’s because he’s because Jewish life can be exhausting. Stoked for Cath Sab. 😍🥰😍🥳 Seems like ppl are gonna use biolenvd, violence, emotional pressure, and logical arguments, to keep Judaism alive one way or other after the Holocaust. G-d judges; who am I to judge?

I wore Nike and she felt great. Nike blue shorts that smell like butt, and that was refreshing. Some Elon Musk in my life, lol. Taking a break from Abercrombie Fierce for a while. Kurt worked at te the Nike store. I didn’t mention that because she’s a minor detail. There was a big outlet mall, like Wrentham or the other one that starts with a W, and many stores to choose from. Considering becoming a Nike person; Nike worked great for CrossFit. Maybe to wear Nike around too. I’m wearing a Ralph Lauren long sleeve grey tee from Wrentham that coat coat cost like $12 or $20 bucks. They have all kinds of discounts. I remember from that day, August 2022, just talking to the staffers there and searching hard for what I wanted. I bought a rugby shirt that ended up being a source of warmth and comfort during the rough Rhode Island winter—Reaper was right, winters near there are rough. So many of the concepts I tried to enact as a teenager, fashion wise are coming together now, and that’s awesome. A lot of my teenage fashion was clumsy and awkward for numerous reasons.

Good night. Happy holiday. Hope your Sundays are great. Love

Gonna read one chapter from the Book of Mormon. I think I’m on 1 Nephi 6. Or 1 Nephi 3. This read through will be very slow and painful for multiple reasons. Ppl are invited to read with me if you want. She’s ultimately just a banned book, like many books on the Index Library Prohibitorum. Banned books are kind of a librarian value, although right now I’m actually scared to even go inside public libraries. I went to public libraries a bunch during the pandemic though. University libraries are my fav, followed — are my fav. Go figure. Slainte

If I did go inside a public library, I would want to read Angels in America because I think it he would help me refine my intellectual conclusions about the epistemology of Utah psychiatry. The Hercules Disney movie would probably accomplish a similar effect. I don’t know exactly what Angels I’m A In America is about. Just—just—I know the book is vaguely thematically relevant to what Utah psychiatry is about. Not referring to the grandfather figure saying "show me you can behave!!!!!!!" which makes me laugh so hard. His commentary. You can laugh about hos his sex joke and find comic relief from Utah, or you can think about fundamentalist polygamous groups in Utah where the grandfather has sex with his granddaughter—perhaps that’s only Warren Jeffs. I’m grateful to Reap for helping me with many stuff and just also adding complexit y to my psychiatry opinions. 👋🙂🏈

Of course, Michel Foucault ‘a ‘s commentary on psychiatry: History of Sexuality: Discipline and Punish. I remember being so shocked at age 18 that no one in psychiatry had read that book. Swirls on me and good preview of my entire adulthood, lol. My entire adulthood so far at least :)

Nite ☘️ miss you, hope you had a rad day, if not hope tomorrow gets better. Available to be decked or spoken to :)