#this was literally typed on my phone in the 15 minutes it took Liam to change out of his hockey gear

[steddieas-shegoes]

Eddie had heard plenty of stories about Steve losing fights.

He had the concussions to prove it.

But what Eddie saw with his own two eyes was far more impressive than whatever version of Steve had let Jonathan Byers and Billy Hargrove win.

He’d seen how quick he was to defend the kids, defend Nancy and Robin, even defend Eddie when he barely knew him. He’d thrown himself head first into the mix, nail bat in hand or not.

So when Eddie asked about it, Steve shrugged it off.

“Everyone loses fights.”

Sure, everyone does. But he’s seen Steve win against literal alternate dimension monsters.

No way a human teenage boy or two could be harder to beat.

But he let it go. If Steve insisted on it being a couple of genuine losses, so be it.

But Eddie doesn’t let things go. Especially not when it comes to Steve.

“I guess I just don’t understand how you lost to Jonathan. I mean had he ever even been in a fight before?”

“No. But neither had I.”

“But you should’ve won that fight with no effort. No offense to Jonathan, but he’s scrawny and doesn’t even punch right.”

“I don’t know. Why are you so hung up on this?”

Well, because this wasn’t simple. Eddie could tell Steve was hiding something, he just didn’t know what.

“I guess because no one else ever asked you.”

Steve stared at him, probably trying to figure out how to avoid answering.

“No one seems to ever ask you about you.”

Steve looked down at the floor.

“They don’t need to.”

“You deserve to have people care. So I’m gonna care for now and then I’m gonna have a chat with your idiot kids about relational reciprocity.”

“What?”

“They have to show they care about you as much as you care about them. That’s kind of the deal with friendship.”

“Oh.”

Oh? Did Steve genuinely not know that?

Jesus Christ.

“So?”

“I think I just wasn’t good at fighting.”

“Nah. That’s not it.”

Eddie could see Steve thinking.

When he finally spoke, he wasn’t making eye contact. Eddie reached his hand out towards his face, cupping his chin and lifting his face so he had to look at him.

“Try again, Stevie.”

Steve took in a shaky breath.

“I wasn’t good at fighting for me.”

Eddie nodded. “Why’s that?”

“Just didn’t seem like I deserved to win. I deserved the hits I got.”

“Why?”

“Because I was awful. I said shitty things or did shitty things. Or with Billy, I knew I had to let him take it out on me and I guess I thought I deserved it. I dunno.”

“Mm.”

He released Steve’s chin, watching as his head dropped back down and he seemed to curl in on himself.

Eddie couldn’t allow that to happen.

So he pulled Steve into his lap, smirking to himself just a little when he let out a yelp of surprise at the manhandling.

“So all this time, you’ve put your body and mind and future on the line for everyone else without a second thought, but when you had to protect yourself and only yourself, it’s not worth the effort? Am I understanding correctly?”

Steve didn’t respond, but then again, Eddie hadn’t really expected him to. He was too busy hiding his face in Eddie’s chest.

“That’s what I thought. So who taught you that you’re not worth fighting for? Who told you that anything you’ve done wrong should be considered a debt owed to whoever wanted to raise their fists? Who made you believe that your mistakes could only be absolved if you let them get punched out of you?”

Steve was crying; He could feel the cold wetness seeping through his shirt.

“You tell me who it was and I’ll make sure they know how it feels to lose a fight.”

“Just me.”

“I don’t think that’s true.”

He let Steve sit with the words for a few minutes before speaking again.

“You did some not great things as a teenager, as many teenagers tend to do. Have you seen the way Mike talks to people? He’s a shithead. But do you think he deserves to get concussed from a punch to the temple?”

Steve shook his head.

“Dustin gets an attitude anytime we don’t immediately bend to his will and calls us names all the time. Do you think he deserves to get a plate smashed over his head?”

“Of course not.”

Steve’s voice was quiet.

“You have more than made up for any mistakes you may have made in the past, even without the punches being thrown at you. If I have to tell you that you deserve to be treated with kindness and respect every day, then I fucking will. Hear me?”

“Hear you.”

Steve was staring at Eddie, tears still silently and rapidly falling down his cheeks.

Eddie wiped them away and gave him a small smile.

“You have no idea how special you are. But that’s gonna change.”

“Okay.”

Eddie placed a kiss on his forehead before he wrangled him against his chest again, moving his legs so he could relax completely.

“Just relax, okay? I got you. You’re worth protecting.” Eddie sighed softly. “You’re worth everything.”

[sashatrr]

Breathe with me. Chapter 3

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Chapter 2 here

Two days later Liam gave up trying to keep his mind off Lina and was sitting on his bed with phone in hand. Now he just needed to figure it out how does he enter that Facebook thing to talk to her.

OK, it's not a rocket science, I can do that. Email. I don't have personal email. Should I ask my assistant for my email? No, he will ask questions. Patience. Let's just make a new one.

15 min later

Ok, why does it need my phone number? I don't remember it. I'll just enter some random number. Nobody cares.

10 min later

Fine, why I didn't think that it will send me some confirmation code? How do I get it now? Think, Liam, think. Right, I'll call Drake, ask for my number and write it down.

-Hey, Drake… No No, nothing happened. I need you to tell me my phone number… Yes, I know it's two am, sorry. Yes, I am writing it down… No, I don't know how to find it in my settings. OK, thanks and good night.

Got it!!!! Here is the code. OK they sent me a letter to my email. But I already closed it. I don't remember what name did I make up. Download the app button? Nah, I don't know what will it do. OK, don't panic, Liam. Just think what name did you make. John Smith was already occupied. Right, it was JohnSmithakaKing. Aha, I am in. Done. Now how do I find her? Right. Search for Lina New York. OK, there is not one Lina in New York? Calm down, scroll down. OK, this is bad. There is literally like hundreds of them.

One and a half hour later

Aha, this looks like her! Finally. OK, add friend.

20 minutes later as the sun raises

Declined? Why did she decline? Message. OK works too.

Good morning.

20 min later.

OK, her picture wasn't in front of the message before and now it moved there. What does it mean? Should have taken a course on social media before to try it.

Good morning, Lina. It's Liam if you still remember me?

15 seconds later

….

Hey. Yes I do, of course I do. What's up? Didn't know you were on FB. Sorry I declined. Didn't know it was you… John Smith.

Sorry about that. Couldn't really name myself King Liam of Cordonia. So how are you?

This is exciting. We are literally speaking right now. She holds her phone in hand thousands of kilometers away and talks to me. God, I spoke on the phone before, I message Drake but never it felt so exciting.

I am good, fine. How are you? What brings you to Facebook anyway? Just created an account?

Yes, just now. Maxwell mentioned the other day that you talk to each other here. So I figured I could also give it a try and find some friends.

Welcome to the 21st century I guess? So anyway, how are things in Cordonia?

Good. We are actually coming to New York next Wednesday.

10 min later

Why she doesn't reply? Her picture moved down. She saw the message. I didn't say anything wrong.

15 min later

Yeah, Max told me. I'll see you guys Wednesday night.

Wait what? Maxwell already invited her? Sorry Drake but title of my best friend goes to Maxwell from now on.

Yes, I can't wait. Will your boyfriend join us?

Why did I type that? How do I delete it before she reads the message? Crap, to late. Picture is already next to it. Imbecile. Next time think before you type.

5 min later

Maybe. We didn't discuss it yet. Sorry but I gtg. Can't wait to see you and Max. Talk to you later.

Not much but it will do. Are all conversations through Facebook so awkward and impersonal? I definitely need a course.

Liam threw his phone on the bed and drifted to sleep.

——————————————————–——

Lina nervously threw her phone on the kitchen counter and began to pace a floor. She didn't really have to go anywhere or do anything. She had this afternoon all to herself. She was planning to go shopping but since her conversation with Max last night all she could think of was Liam. Year and a half had passed since that night. First weeks were difficult for her. She often returned to the memories of that night replaying every word and every second of it. She often cursed herself for rejecting Max's offer, would she accepted then at least she would be able to see him again. She was wondering what would happen if she accepted and went to Cordonia. One night she decided to Google him and since then she was following all news about their weird competition. She saw their pictures in Internet and knew right then that she made a right decision to stay home. There was no chance in hell that she could complete with those gorgeous, rich and sophisticated women. It got better with a time, she almost convinced herself that nothing special happened that night. Cinderellas don't exist in real life, she would just become a laughing stock for entire world if she went there and would end up with broken heart. Besides the idea itself was ridiculous. What is it, 16 century or a horse race? No, nothing good would come out of it.

Finally a day of coronation was there and he picked his bride. Gorgeous, rich blonde. She was working that day when the news were published and she was grateful for it. Lina knew it was silly but she couldn't help it and was dreaming that he would reject them all and magically appear in her bar but of course it didn't happen. Next few days pictures of Liam and his fiance were all over cordonian news sites and they were looking very happy together.

One of his friends would often message her on FB, they became quite close, he was funny and kind guy. They were never discussing Liam, competition or his fiance and Lina was grateful for that. She didn't want to hear how happy he was with another woman.

She convinced herself that she became obsessed with media image and nothing else. It's the same as to have celebrity crush. It passes with a time and nobody dies from it. Of course he was a guy any girl would fall for. Handsome, charming, rich and powerful.

She kept telling herself that she will get over this obsession and will be happy. Then she met Thomas and it almost became true.

He was a successful lawyer ten years older than her. Of course there was this age difference but it only attracted her more. He was so mature and composed comparing to the guys of her age. She didn't know if that was love but being with him made her happy and she almost got over that obsession with Liam. Almost.

She still followed all the news about him, she knew about attacks and his father's death and she felt bad for him but at least now she had Thomas to look at and remind herself that she will be happy, she is dating wonderful man who picked her of all women for some reason.

Thomas was a perfect boyfriend who never canceled dates no matter how busy he was with his work, he often arranged surprise weekends for her taking her to see different cities around US and he was generous lover. She couldn't complain.

The only sore in her life was her inability to find a better job in New York. All the places she sent her resumes to were looking for experienced professionals. She had zero experience and it made her chances to ever find a good job close to zero as well. She graduated with mediocre balls and had no advantages.

Yesterday she was working when Max messaged her and said that they are coming to New York again for another bachelor party. Lina wondered how many bachelor parties Liam needs and if it is some cordonian tradition to go to New York for that. He said that they will spend four full days in New York and asked her if she wants to see them. She had to go to back alley of her bar before people in bar would notice how nervous and stressed she was. It took her good ten minutes to calm her nerves and to be able think straight again.

No, that's definitely the worst idea ever. It took me almost a year to get over that obsession. If I see him again it will start all over again. No, absolutely no. I should just say no, find any excuse and to avoid them at any cost.

Finally she made up her mind and messaged back.

Sorry, Max, but I am working next week. It will be a very busy week but I will love to see you again next time you are in town. Just give me head ups and I'll take a night off xoxoxxoxo

Max replied almost immediately

Awww no. But that's OK, if you are working then we can come to your bar and after your shift we go clubbing all together. So we will drop in Wednesday night. The same booth!!!

Shit shit shit. OK that didn't work at all. That's even worse than to just go clubbing with them. I'll be so nervous that I'll just probably drop a tray or a few Infront of them. Besides I don't even have to work Wednesday night. Why did I even add Max? Should have blocked him and never hear from them again. From any of them. Life would be so much easier now.

Np Max, I just traded shifts with a friend so my night is free. You don't have to come to bar, we will meet in Kismet, OK?

Awsome! See you there at 11 xxooxox.

Since last night she was just a bundle of nerves and it didn't become any better once she realised that Liam himself was now messaging her.

Really what's up with those guys? Why would he message me now or even remember about me after all this time? I was sure that he forgot about me as soon as he drove me home that night. OK don't sound desperate. Just keep it as casual as possible and it should be fine, right?

Several times Lina didn't reply his messages right away taking her time to calm down and to master some casual, almost cold replies. Like Kings and hot guys were messaging her every day. Not a big deal, ha!

OK, I better say that I have to go. I might be working or having fun out with friends, right? Not like he knows that I am home alone and freaking out right now. OK bye, Liam, before I type something stupid. Oh my, next days will be a torture I just know it already.

Later that night she went to Thomas's place. She was vague if she should go or to stay home and keep freaking out but it would be super rude to cancel. Thomas himself has never canceled their dates and he knew that it's her day off anyway.

Her fingerprints were in the database and she had a key to his apartments so she unlocked the door and entered just as Thomas was coming out of the hallway leading to bedrooms.

He just took shower obviously because his hair were still wet. He rushed to her and wrapped Lina in his arms giving her a long passionate kiss on the lips.

-Hello, gorgeous. I've missed you. How was your day?

Still holding her waist Thomas leaded her towards living room and sat on the couch wrapping his arms around her.

-It was good, didn't do anything special. What about you? - Lina laughed nervously. She still wasn't able to relax and enjoy seeing him wishing she was home alone right now. She just needed time to process the fact that she will be seeing Liam in a few days again and Thomas definitely was a distraction. She wasn't able to focus on him just yet.

-As usual, we don't want to discuss my work, believe me. I would rather to enjoy a quiet night with you. - Thomas laid her down on the couch and began to passionately kiss her letting his arms to wonder around Lina's body.

A few minutes later Lina gently pushed him away and Rose from the couch.

-I was promised a dinner-she giggled silly.

-Are we going to cook or…?

-No, I got a take out on my way home. It's in the kitchen. Let's go before it gets cold.

They went to the kitchen together, Thomas sat at the counter while Lina took the food out of containers and put it on the plates. Thomas would never eat it straight out of containers even if it was just a take out food.

For a few minutes they just enjoined their food in comfortable silence until Lina finally spoke.

-Do you remember Max? My friend from Europe?

Thomas nodded.

-Yes, a funny silly guy. You forced me to go with you to the club. What about him?

-Well, he is coming to New York again and invited us to Kismet wednesday night. Are you in?

Thomas whipped his mouth with a napkin and took a sip of wine.

-Yes, about that. II was going to tell you. I have to go to Chicago for a week. I'll be leaving Monday so you will have to go without me.

Great, just great. And how am I supposed to keep my sanity if I won't have you there?

Lina sighed sadly and shook her head.

-That sucks. I was really hoping that you could come with me.

Thomas rose from his seat and walked to Lina giving her peek on the cheek.

-That's OK, go have some fun just two of you. I wouldn't be able to keep up with you, kids, anyway. That guy is like energizer and you will spend all night on the dance floor. But I will make it up to you later, I promise.

Fanfuckingtastic. Yes, just leave me one on one with my celebrity crush. He doesn't even know that. Should I tell him? No, I will sound crazy. How am I even going to say that? "Hey, by the way, a King of European country I was obsessed with will be there with us and I totally need you there not just to jump on him?". Yeah I can totally say that, right?

Next chapter

[fluffy-marshmallow-heart]

TRR New Beginnings ch.15 - The Story

Drake x Emma

Words: 2021

Slightly NSFW

The next morning Drake woke feeling Emma curled up in his arms. Her head was against his chest and she was breathing softly. He brushed her hair out of her face as he remembered the previous day, before feeling her stir and looked down into her deep blue eyes.

  “Good morning” he murmured

“Good morning” she whispered

Her kissed her forehead. “Rose…. I have to ask…was I too rough with you? I didn’t mean to be, I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sorry…Are you ok?”

“I’m ok. I’m…more than ok. I think” she smiled at him, blushing, and his heart swelled.

“Thank God” Drake let out a huge breath he didn’t even know he was holding. She chuckled. He leaned his head down and brushed her lips with his.

“You know, Drake, to tell you the truth…I was impressed. I know, that sounds kind of weird.”

“Yeah. Yeah, it does sound weird.” He agreed, a little confused. He had been worried about his actions, it was so unlike him.

She propped herself up on her arm “I don’t know if you’ve realized this but…that was the first time you ever fought for me. The entire time I’ve known you, you never once fought for me to be at your side. And you finally did. It’s a bit odd because…. you had to fight with me in order to fight for me. Does that make sense?”

Drake thought a moment “You’re right. I hadn’t thought of that. I wish I had fought for you the moment I met you. Could’ve saved us a lot of time and heartbreak.”

“I guess that’s true.” She sighed. “But we’re here now. We can build from here. No more looking back, ok? I forgive you. For everything.”

Drake grinned and pulled her tight against him. “And I forgive you, Rose. But damn. You have no idea how much of a relief it is to hear you say that.”

Emma traced her hand down his chest, his torso, his stomach, until finally, she gripped him, and gave a light squeeze as she started bringing her hand from shaft to tip and back again. Drake moaned softly. Then he felt gentle kisses, starting at his neck, working their way down to meet her hand. She moved her body down and peppered his inner thighs with sweet, gentle kisses. He took a sharp inhale as she wrapped her mouth around his length. Slowly she moved up and down his shaft, swirling her tongue around him as she went. Then he felt her hand massage his balls and he couldn’t take it anymore. He gripped her hair and pulled her back up to kiss her mouth.

She groaned into him as she moved to straddle him. She positioned his tip at her entrance and he grinned at how wet she already was. She sank down onto him slowly, as Drake was gripping her hips as she started to move against him. Faster and faster she moved until they were both crying out in ecstasy. Collapsing against him, they both panted for breath as he kissed her shoulder.

“I really do love you.”

“I love you too.”

A little while later, as they were sitting on the couch, Drake turned to her.

“We need to call Liam and tell him about the messages you received. We have to start planning. I’m afraid if we put it off much longer it will end up being too late.”

Emma nodded. As much as she didn’t want to deal with this, she knew she needed to, and now that she had resolved her issues with Drake, she felt better than ever. She was ready to move on.

Drake pulled out his phone and dialed, when Liam answered he put it on speaker.

“Liam...” Drake began. “Something has happened, and we might need your help.”

“Anything” Liam replied. “What’s going on?”

Drake looked at Emma and she sighed “I got some messages from my ex. He knows I’m in Cordonia and he said he’s going to find me.”

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. “That’s…unfortunate. Very unfortunate. I will need to talk to Bastien and see what type of security we can spare and where to station them. Do you have a picture of him?”

“Yes” Emma replied.

“Send it to me. It will be helpful if we can recognize him. I’ll also need his full name, address, any details you can spare. Security at the airport can flag his passport if he tries to enter the country.”

“Alright.”

“Also, Emma…” Liam trailed off

“Yes?”

“You should probably get rid of your phone. Have Drake go to town and get you a new one. He may be able to track you through your cell. I want you to do this as a strictly precautionary measure. I don’t know exactly what he’s capable of, but if he’s already located you then he has some good resources. But get a new phone as soon as you can.”

“Are you sure I should leave her here while I go into town? That’s a day’s trip. Can you send someone? Or can’t she just come with me?” Drake cut in.

“Unfortunately, no. People will recognize her, it’s not a good idea. Maybe I can send Mara out there. When did you receive the messages? Just now?”

“No…” Emma said slowly. “A couple nights ago.”

“Why are you just now telling me?? You should have come to me or Bastien as soon as you received them!”

Emma bit her lip and looked at Drake.

“We were…busy” Drake told him.

“What were you so busy doing for two days that you couldn’t have called me sooner?”

Liam was met with silence. After a moment, it sunk in.

“Oh…..Ohhhhhhh. That does explain it” They could hear the smile on his face. “Well, thank God you two. Took you long enough.”

“Rose is stubborn” Drake replied

“You’ve always known that” she shot back. He grinned at her, and the sound of Liam chuckling came through the speaker before he spoke again.

“While I’m extremely happy for you, you should have taken a 5-minute break and called. Or simply forwarded the messages. And just so you know, when Bastien and Olivia ask me why you didn’t, I’m telling them”

Drake rolled his eyes. “Don’t care, Liam. In fact, feel free to tell the whole world, because that’s exactly what I want to do.” He looked over at Emma adoringly as a blush crept onto her face.

“Good to know.” Liam told him. “Alright, send me what you can, destroy your phone, and I’ll call Drake back once I speak with Bastien.”

After they hung up with each other, Emma took Drake’s hand “The whole world, huh?”

“Yep. Literally everyone.”

She smiled softly. “Then let’s make sure we get the chance.”

Drake nodded before a shadow crossed his face. “Rose…Can you tell me about Randy? Any details would help us at this point. I know you don’t want to talk about him but…”

“But I need to” Emma finished for him.

“Exactly”

Emma sighed and leaned into him, as he put his arm around her. “I met him at the bar where I worked. He was a regular. One night, there was a couple rowdy men that kept trying to take passes at me. They were…crude, but nothing I couldn’t handle. Anyways, come closing time, Randy approached me and said he saw them still outside. It looked like they were waiting for me. So, he offered to walk me home and I said yes. Those two guys were indeed there, he hadn’t lied about that. But they said nothing as we went by them.”

She smiled softly at the memory. “I thought he was so sweet to do that. We ended up walking around for hours, just talking. Then he dropped me off at my door and left. I remember thinking he was such a gentleman, not making any moves on me, just offering protection and an ear to listen. And that’s how it started. He would always come to my bar, even if not for the night, but always there by closing so he could walk me home. I was relieved someone actually cared about me. And I started looking forward to it.”

Drake was silent, just listening to Emma speak. He was already fuming that this guy pretended to be Mr. Wonderful then turned into Mr. Asshole. He listened as she told him Randy started bringing her flowers, and little gifts. He tightened his grip on her when she talked about the first time they kissed. This guy was good. Always made himself available, waited for Emma to make the first move, always looking like a knight in shining armor. He was furious he played his girl like that. She was already so broken, and then along came a snake in disguise.

“The first time he slapped me it seemed like an accident. He’d had a lot to drink, I was trying to get him to drink coffee to sober up and he just. Slapped my face. He immediately started apologizing, crying…I thought it would never happen again. And for a while it didn’t. He was back to being sweet, trying to make up for it. So, I forgave him. And then it happened again. And again. He started blaming me for it, how I was so difficult, how I was ‘making him’ do it….” Emma trailed off, a tear falling down her cheek

“It’s ok Rose.” Drake said softly. “I’m so sorry that happened.”

She sighed. “I already felt so worthless. You didn’t want me, my friends were here with you, I miscarried. I had nothing. I was nothing. So even though in the back of my mind I knew it was wrong…I felt like I deserved it. Like it was karma or something. Almost like…I was destined for my life to turn out like the shit I already felt like on the inside. Sometimes he would follow me around and make sure no one was flirting with me. And if he thought someone was, a fight would break out. Honestly, I felt so incredibly worthless and alone that I just accepted it. It didn’t matter why he was hitting me, it didn’t matter why he would trail after me. I didn’t even really care.”

Drake wrapped her in his arms around her and held her tight against him. “I won’t let him near you, Rose. You’re safe here. You have people who love you and want to see you happy. I’m not the only one. Can you see that yet?”

“I’m starting to” she nodded. “But to say it’s an adjustment is an understatement” she chuckled. “Changing your state of mind isn’t something that happens with the snap of a finger. I mean, you literally just convinced me that what we have is real. I do think things are going to get better for once. But…I guess…I won’t be able to stop waiting for the other shoe to drop…not yet.”

Drake nodded, frowning. It was better than nothing. Hearing her talk about the things she felt and the things she did while in New York really shook him. She had felt completely alone, with no hope, and she resigned herself to a miserable life, all because he didn’t have the guts to fight for her the first time.

“Drake, it’s not your fault” Emma broke in, as though reading his thoughts.

“Hard not to blame myself, Rose.” He said sadly. “You said it yourself, I never made the effort to keep you here with me. And you paid a steep price. I got drunk every night and passed out while you were getting raped, beat up, hospitalized. And by doing that…” His voice broke.

“And I forgive you. So, I need you to stop blaming yourself for the past and start planning what kind of future we’ll have. That is what I need from you, now. That’s how we fix everything.”

“No more running?” Drake asked quietly.

“No more running.” She murmured.

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I don't mean to offend Riverdale fans, I was one at one point but how the hell has that FIVE SEASONS while Producal Son isn't renewed for a third. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.

19 notes • Posted 2021-07-27 19:48:55 GMT

#4

I know literally none of my followers watch Coronation Street, ITV drama soap, but there was a plot tonight that two (Seb and Nina) alternative people (goths as ill be shortening it) who got attacked due to their identity. It was a horrific watch especially the aftermath of how the attack was that awful they were both hospitalised, nina in surgery and cliffhanger of Seb possibly dying (in soap fashion 🙄).

The thing is though although you get attached to the characters it was based on a true story of Sophie Lancaster being killed and her boyfriend assaulted due to them being goths. This shows that there is hate crime everywhere on anyone. It is horrific that this happens in real life and how we have to show it via TV to ensure that people actually know the hate goths go through.

I myself is not an alternative person/pqry of the LGBT+ community/POC however if ANY of my followers no matter if your British, American, Australian even Dutch message me if you ever feel like you need someone to talk to about you and your harassment or/and assult due to hate crime of any sort.

Sorry for this just that plot really had me thinking.

Edit: the show made it way more realistic by killing Seb off, essentially making a reenactment of the tragic death of Sophie and assult on her boyfriend withba gender swap. I love how the writers done this to spread awareness that this happens in real life xxx

23 notes • Posted 2021-05-05 20:34:12 GMT

#3

Unpopular opinion but Billy Gilmour is just as fit if not more than Mount and Grealish. I said what I said. Xxx

23 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 22:20:15 GMT

#2

I love majority of people who watch island are like:

Aaron ❌- Annoying and wants a 50s housewife

Brad ❌- Definition of a fuck boy who every two days has a different type

Liam ❌- Obviously just in it for the brand deals, barely know him

Jake ❌- Will inevitably fuck Lib over

Toby ❌- he's meh rn but can see in Casa Amor he's turning on Kaz

Hugo✅- the only guy in a friendship couple yet the best guy in the villa. Sweet, nice, kind bf material. Not to mention fit af

The ladies:

Faye ❌- Arrogant and acts like she better than she is

Sharon ❌- Too annoying and bit boring. Arrogant

Liberty✅- I personally really like her, she's nice and kind. Just good person

Rachel ✅- only few days in but seems really nice and not wanting to hurt anyone's feelings. Deserves more than Brad.

Chloe ✅❌- it really depends. One minute chloe is a bitch next she's a great friend and lovely person! Think she's easily led by who she's around!

Kaz ✅- Queen. Deserves better than Toby. Bigs everyone up

New girls:

Millie ❔- don't know her well enough but rn seems nice enough won't hurt anyone. Like her hair

Lucinda ❔- only met her last night really, seems kind and sweet. Good match with Hugo so far

26 notes • Posted 2021-07-08 10:05:13 GMT

#1

What has happened to Sarah Everard in the UK is a horrifc tragic and unnecessary death. She took all the precautions that lets be honest we shouldn't need to. She took main street, she went home in bright clothes but she walked home in the dark alone and was murdered.

Women shouldn't need to fear men raping or stalking or assaulting us because we were walking home alone. We shouldn't need to have to use our keys as a defence mechanism or text/phone our mates and/or parents if we got home safe.

I remember one night me and two mates went out drinking and Lisa (made up names) told me and Charlotte that she was going home with a guy she met on tinder we had to get her to message us when she got there, put her snapchat map on public and message us day after. That's how fucked up it is that there were so many precautions to know she was okay.

Another thing, Twitter. That app is a mix between atrocious and hilarious. Rn its just plain horrific with most men replying to women saying what we have to do is wrong with 'well men have to do stuff like that too #notallmen' like fuck off! You aren't scared of being raped or assaulted. Maybe if you walk through dodgy part of town you might feel bit anxious but its like that ALL THE TIME FOR US!

We need to educate men on respect and I genuinely can't belief i have to say this not securely harass someone. We have to start at a young age to teach boys the respect and ingrain what is right and wrong.

Its so bloody infuriating!

(Heres a tweet and reply I found on the #notallmen hashtag and a song to match this situation to a tee)

65 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 22:08:57 GMT

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[i-write-about-anything]

Momma’s Boy Part 22

Prompt: A witch turns Liam into a toddler causing the reader and Scott to take care of him. (Requested)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) , Scott McCall x Reader

Parts

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21

Reader’s POV

Scott and Liam had been extremely close the past couple of weeks. Though he would still look for me every time he’d get tired of watching movies with Scott. He had finally started to sleep in his own bed and everything was going back to normal, I was happy that everything was going great. Lydia and Stiles were on their way over to visit, the third time this week. I know Lydia didn’t like to admit it but she wanted a kid, and she only came to visit Liam more than Scott and I. Stiles and Liam’s relationship was still rocky, of course the nice gesture wouldn’t last too long with Stiles but I knew Liam really enjoyed Stiles’ presence. “Mommy, simba?” Liam brought me out of the kitchen and I had forgotten that I was in the process of washing his stuffed lion after he puked on it when Scott gave him too much sugar. 

“Simba is showering, why don’t you go tell daddy to see if he’s done, okay?” He instantly nodded before running off to the living room once more. 

“Daddy simba!” He yelled and I couldn’t help but laugh when Scott groaned. 

“Babe, where’s simba?” He yelled to me and before I could answer Liam answered for me. 

“Showering!” I smiled and Scott came into the kitchen.

“By showering, what does that mean?” I rolled my eyes and he was completely clueless to anything. 

“In the dryer.” I smiled and he nodded before realizing how obvious it was. 

“I should have got that one.” He spoke and I giggled. 

“You’re a bit slow lately, are you okay?” I walked towards him and he sighed. 

“I think I might be coming down with the flu.” He joked and and I lightly pushed him. 

“That’s not funny, you’re immune to literally everything.” I rolled my eyes before he chuckled and wrapped his arms around me. 

“I’m just tired, I never knew how much work a toddler could be.” He sighed. 

“Daddy!” Liam stomped his feet and Scott looked down at him. “Simba.” He crossed his arms and I bit my lip. 

“Hey, what did we say about yelling?” I squatted down to his eye level and he rolled his eyes. “Do you want to go on the naught step?” His eyes perked up before shaking his head. “Then I suggest you stop yelling and rolling your eyes at both me and daddy, got it?” His attitude had been worse now than ever and I didn’t know why. 

“Yes.” He pouted before looking down. I sighed and picked him up balancing him on my hip. 

“Hey, I love you, okay. You just can’t be yelling at us and giving us that little attitude you’ve been giving us, you know better, what’s gotten into you?” I looked at him but he quickly put his head on my shoulder. Before anyone could say a word the doorbell rung. 

“I got it.” Scott spoke before disappearing from the kitchen. It didn't take long for Lydia to find her way to us and when she did she immediately came to get Liam from my arms which he rejected almost as fast. 

“No.” Liam whined as he wiped his eyes and I knew he only did that when he was tired. 

“Wow, someone’s moody.” Lydia spoke before pinching his cheek and he whined before slapping her hand away. 

“Liam, that’s not nice.” I sighed and he pouted once more continuing to wipe his eyes. “Are you sleepy?” He nodded before putting his thumb in his mouth and I quickly got his small pacifier from the countertop before he could suck on his thumb much longer. 

“Simba.” He spoke before plopping the pacifier in his mouth. 

“I’ll be back.” I told Lydia before I walked towards the laundry room to retrieve the famous simba he had wanted for the past ten minutes. I put him down and he quickly moved to the living room. 

“Daddy, cuddle.” Liam spoke before raising his arms at Scott who was sitting on the couch. Scott gladly took him into his arms and Liam cuddled into him closing his eyes and squeezing his arms around the stuffed lion. 

“Wow, he’s more attached to you now.” Stiles spoke before poking Liam’s side. 

“Stop!” Liam yelled and Stiles retreated his hand. 

“Hey, it’s okay.” Scott cooed at him rocking him gently to calm him down.

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“So how’s are you up for another night out?” Lydia spoke and I rolled my eyes. 

“No way in hell.” She giggled. 

“Oh come on it wasn’t that bad.” Lydia joked and truth was it was, but not because of how they acted. 

“I just, I don’t know, I feel like since I have Liam now I can’t really be going out like that, plus it’s not fair to Scott that he stays in and I go out.” I sighed. 

“Well, that’s why Stiles is in there buttering him up to take him out.” Lydia wiggled her eyebrows. I didn't want Scott to go out, but if that’s what he wanted then I'd be more than happy to comply. “I know, you’re the jealous type and all but he needs a night out, he looks miserable.” She giggled slightly and it got to me a little too much. I looked at Scott who held Liam in his arms. He had told me how happy he had been since Liam was transformed but the look in his face said otherwise. I didn’t want to believe that he wasn’t happy but the look on his face really made it difficult to convince myself. He laid Liam on the couch and quickly told Stiles something before walking towards me. “I’ll be in the living room.” Lydia smiled when Scott stepped in front of me. 

“Hey.” Scott smiled and I gave him a small side smile. “Everything okay?” He shoved his hands in his pockets and I nodded. 

“Yeah, just trying to think of what I'm going to do with Liam when you’re gone.” He gave me a confusing look. 

“What are you talking about?” He had crossed his arms now. 

“You know it’s okay for you to go out with Stiles, right?” His eyes softened and he now knew what I was talking about. 

“You think I want to go out and leave you and Liam here, alone?” Scott walked towards me and I was nervous, I didn't want to start a fight and I sure as hell didn’t want him to get mad. 

“Well I know you’re tired and I thought, I don’t know maybe it’s from taking care of both Liam and I. You never really put yourself first.” He sighed shaking his head before smiling at me. 

“Baby, I love being here with you and Liam, I love taking care of the both of you. Yes I'm tired and it is because of Liam but if you can do it, so can I.” His hand cupped my cheek and I didn't think this is how this conversation was going to go. “I don’t want to go out, I want to be home, with my family.” He smiled causing me to mirror his action. “Plus I may have promised Liam a trip to get pizza tonight, and I love Stiles and all but it’s time I grew up and took responsibility for some stuff.” 

“I love you Scott McCall.” I sighed leaning into his hand and he smiled kissing my head. 

“And I love you (y/n) (y/l/n). Come on, I'll need help calming him down after I say no.” He chuckled before taking my hand in his and walking into the living room. Liam’s sleeping body was cuddled up to the small lion and I could tell Lydia was trying her best to keep herself from pinching his cheek once more. “Alright, so I'm not going.” Scott spoke. 

“What do you mean you’re not going?” Stiles spoke a little too loud.

“Shh.” I glared at him and he rolled his eyes. 

“I promised my kid I'd take him to get pizza, you’ll understand one day.” Scott spoke and Stiles huffed before rolling his eyes. He sneezed out of no where making Liam wake up from his nap in a horrible mood. He looked around before looking at Stiles and hitting him in the face with his stuffed lion. “Liam.” Scott sighed when Stiles said ow. 

“Stiles!” Liam started and I closed my eyes. 

“Come here.” I opened up my arms and he quickly got off the couch to walk towards me. “What has gotten into you lately?” I asked before picking him up. 

“Stiles bye bye.” Liam pouted and I looked at Stiles. 

“This kid hates me for no reason.” I gave Stiles a look and he rolled his eyes. “I’m not that bad of a person to him.” 

“You chased him with a crab and knocked down his block tower, you’re horrible.” I tried to defend Liam as much as I could and I knew Lydia would say the same. 

“It’s true.” Lydia spoke and Stiles looked at her. “Hey, I'm just stating the facts.” She smiled and he rolled his eyes.

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After Stiles and Lydia left Scott had gotten a phone call that had changed his entire mood. He wasn’t happy anymore and he sure as hell wasn’t having Liam’s shit. “Liam!” Scott yelled when Liam screamed out when I had told him he couldn’t have ice cream. He looked at Scott completely terrified. “Go to your room, now!” Scott continued to yell and he looked at me before running off to his room. 

“Scott, what the hell.” I sighed rubbing my forehead. 

“Don’t fucking start with me (y/n).” I was taken back by his language towards both Liam and I and I wasn’t going to sit here and take it. 

“Excuse me? First of all don’t talk to me like that. Second of all what the hell do you think you’re doing yelling at Liam like that? Do you not fucking understand he was abused a fucking month ago.” I crossed my arms and Scott huffed. 

“And do you not fucking understand that he needs some fucking discipline. He’s always fucking yelling and it’s your fucking fault, you let him get away with literally everything and I have to be the one to tell him what’s wrong and what’s right.” I shook my head. 

“I discipline him when he needs it, not for every fucking thing. What the hell has gotten into you?” He laughed. 

“Why the hell would you care, all you seem to care about is yourself.” I couldn't believe we were fighting, we hadn’t done this since the day I almost lost my life to the beast. 

“Stop yelling at mommy!” Liam’s voice boomed from the top of the stairs. 

“I told you to go to your room!” Scott growled looking up at Liam with his red eyes causing him to stumble. Everything went in slow motion after that, Liam tumbling down the steps, me running so fucking slow to catch him, and Scott’s eyes retreating their color.

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